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sh0tanzz · 3 months

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hello I hope you are having a great day ☺️, i really like your readings hehe, please do Anton as your boyfriend reading soon, I am looking forward on your other readings of the other groups as well.

rest well and take care 💕💕

you are sooo sweet omg but here we go !!

Anton as your boyfriend based on Astrology

(reminder that this for fun and astrology is something I study for a hobby, these are all inferences based off of observations and not exact fact unless I knew him myself !!)

warnings: small mention of suggestive innuendo but nothing extremely graphic I'll only do NSFW asks if requested.

Aries Sun: Many people are "surprised" that Anton is an aries since the stereotype is that they're hyper and aggressive but aries men can be pretty shy + to themselves initially and don't expose their extroverted behavior till they're comfortable. Aries is cardinal, they enjoy starting things and once they master it will move on to the next task (Anton went from swimming to instruments, to producing, to being an idol what bigger example do you need 😭) before the relationship actually starts he'd try to approach but wouldn't just straight up flirt he'd want to begin a friendship or some form of banter/rapport with you. Since there's no water supporting his sun in his big six it shows he wouldn't be a super sappy "my heart bleeds for you" type of boyfriend but would still be passionate and serious when it comes to you as his partner. If you had a rocky past he'd try to have you focus on the "now" of everything and help you not loath. Has his random moments of boldness but they go as fast as they came LMAOO so savor them when you can.

Aries Moon: Many people view Anton as very timid and though he is on a surface level he is most definitely capable of boldness and quickly acting on his wants, yes he is a contained individual but when he wants something he'll shamelessly go after it. So yes ! he is 100% capable of initiating things whether its physical affection or if he wants to see you. If he wants you he wants you, plus, in a video he claimed that if it was just him and the person of his affection one on one he'd express himself more freely. Which makes me think if it were you two one on one he'd be super real about his feelings and his guard wouldn't be as far up.

Aries Mercury: Yes. the headcanons that anton would spam your phone with tiktoks and memes are true. He wouldn't be afraid of hitting you up frequently and seeming "needy" like he loves you duh ofc he's gonna text you literally at any given opportunity. Would probably have your post notifs on and would be the FIRSTTT person to like your post and story. He'd be very honest and straightforward when communicating so you wouldn't have to worry about reading in between the lines or having to guess about what's going on between you two.

Taurus Venus: He could have short lived phases of being possessive and literally viewing you as "his person". He wouldn't want the relationship to continuously rush into new bases he'd want it to have a natural flow and wouldn't rush you into anything but would still want to know where you stood on certain things and be in the know (his aries stellium influence, he welcomes change and newness but, as said before, wants it to come naturally and at a certain pace). He'd be sure to be someone you could rely and depend on and would be as patient as possible with you. Would express his love through physical touch such as cuddling, resting his head on your shoulder, napping together and through spoiling you like paying for your meal, sending/bringing food and random valuable gifts at whatever time. HE JUST WANTS TO TREAT YOU RIGHHTT. Also would be very sentimental like he'd have photos, songs, posts and things saved or kept from when you two first met or started dating. He'd make the relationship so domestic oml. Ngl due to taurus venuses need for natural build up and the childish friendly nature of his aries placements he's probably a sucker for the friends to lover trope me thinks 😭

Gemini Mars: Oh he'd just love having one on one talks with you about anything interesting under the sun none of the convos would be surface level or shallow. He'd also flirt SM THROUGH TEXT every gemini mars dude I've known gets so flirty otp. Plus you wouldn't have to worry about the relationship having an air of monotony either. People claim that gemini mars people can be hot and cold but I don't think that's the case I think they're just aware that sometimes for a healthy relationship space is properly needed, so he'd let you have time to yourself/himself but with his taurus venus during these periods you wouldn't feel alone or abandoned because he'd still be there for you. Similar to Wonbin he could find your voice very attractive or a turn on. Gemini rules the hands, arms and shoulders so he may kiss you there or like to have some physical contact with them. Gemini also rules the lungs and nervous system so he might try to 'take your breath away'...take that as you will LOL.

Other Aspects:

Moon/Neptune Sextile: He is hyperaware of the feelings and emotions of those around him no matter how subtle they seem and also uses music as a vice so he'd use it to connect with you.

Venus trine Jupiter: He's naturally a giver and wouldn't be overly forceful, He honestly would nurture the relationship as much as he possibly could.

Potential Toxicity: (reminder that any/everyone is capable of having toxic or negative traits, these could be POTENTIALLY true)

Venus/Square Neptune: Is willing to go LENGTHS for a partner/people he loves but may take things a bit too far or do "too much" and once you try to explain that though you appreciate his efforts it's a bit much he may take it the wrong way and feel unappreciated or used.

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dreamlifebunny · 10 months

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bunny's ✨digital detox✨ + manifestation challenge!

hi friends! i've decided to do a little "dopamine detox" so that i can become more present in my day-to-day, connect with myself and my passions, and apply the law. instead of leaving you without any posts, i thought i would turn this short absence of mine into a challenge so that you can join me if you're interested! this is going to be a very simple challenge that mostly focuses on regaining joy in your life, but i hope it can bring you inspiration and peace.

purpose of challenge: to help your brain enjoy simple things again and fill your life with more joy, to get off of social media and apply the law, and to manifest anything you desire. as you can see, this is mostly a challenge to reconnect with ourselves and what brings us joy, but manifestation is the added bonus of this challenge!

step one:

delete or hide apps on your phone or laptop that involve mindless stimulation. for me, this includes tumblr, social media, checking things that give me notifications like my email, etc. normally, tumblr wouldn't be included in this because i use it for learning about the law, but part of this challenge is about getting offline and actually applying the law, so for now i will be deleting it.

step two:

make a list of activities that bring you joy that don't involve mindless stimulation. here are some ideas of things that i like to do if you're having trouble coming up with your own list:

scripting my dream life and coming up with cute scenarios in my head

writing a letter to a friend and decorating it with my own art or stickers

reading a fiction book and getting lost in the story

reading a non-fiction book to learn things about my passions and interests

singing and playing instruments

journaling or filling out writing prompts

going for bike rides or long walks with music

playing fun video games, but not for hours on end like i normally would heh

step three:

decide what you are going to manifest and choose your favourite methods to fulfill yourself! remember, this challenge is about connecting with yourself and what you love, so pick the methods that make you smile. i really enjoy daydreaming about my desires and feeling every emotion in my body that comes up and knowing that my desire is real.

REMEMBER: this challenge is primarily about doing a digital detox to give our brains more happiness. the main goal isn't to manifest, but it is SO much easier to manifest when our brains aren't constantly stimulated and consuming information. our desires manifesting is an added bonus for this challenge!

step four:

as you engage with your life and connect with awareness (who you are at your core) and as you enjoy activities that bring you joy, remind yourself in whatever way feels best to you that you have all of your desires, and that this extra space you're giving your brain is allowing more space for your lovely desires to show up in your life

step five:

report back during the end of any three-day period from when you start this challenge with your results! results could include how you feel, what you learned about yourself, what you manifested or realized about your manifestation, how your days looked without constantly stimulation, or anything you wish to share!

important note:

detoxing from constant stimulation is a HARD THING TO DO! they design apps to make us addicted, and your need for constant stimulation is not your fault. if at any point this challenge brings up feelings of shame or struggle due to the addiction of constant stimulation, make sure you are compassionate and loving to yourself; you're doing a wonderful thing as a gift to yourself and are a good person who is doing something very tricky, and you should be proud that you are even giving it a try. you are strong and badass and deserve the world and all of your desires! if at any point you need to dip out of this challenge, make sure to pat yourself on the back and thank yourself for trying it and know that you can always do it again in the future if you want to c:

love you friends! i am so excited to see the results of this challenge. i am proud of you, i am inspired by you, and i can't wait to see you all soon! 🥰

lots of love, bunny 💕

#manifestation #law of assumption #neville goddard #loa #loassumption #void state #edward art #manifest #void #law of manifestation #manifesting #self concept #loass #bunny's originals #bunny's challenges #manifesting challenge #manifestation challenge #void challenge

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the-avengers-ate-my-tongue · 1 year

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Don't Blame Me (Smut)

Summary: if there's one thing that makes Hannibal Lecter lose control, is rudeness.

Pairing: Hannibal Lecter x reader, past Alana Bloom x reader (mentioned)

Warnings: Smut!

English is not my first language, if you see any mistake, let me know! It came out a little different than the ask cause I just don't see Hannibal losing his shit like that hahahahah I hope you like it anyway, anon!

Word Count: 2277

It's common knowledge that one must never miss a Lecter soiree.

Always one of the most expected events of the year, I was lucky and even grateful to be invited. I've known Hannibal since the years on Hopkins, he'd always been Alana's interesting acquaintance, one I never thought I'd catch the attention of.

Turns out we have more interests in common than I originally thought. He's a skilled artist, so am I. We both enjoy opera, and love to play instruments, mine being mostly flute and oboe. I could still hear the angelic sound of the harpsichord being played half an hour earlier. Impressive how his fingers glided through the keys, how effortlessly he recorded complex tunes to entertain his guests.

"I missed the days that sparkle in your eyes were directed to me" Alana's jest ringed in my ears, making me jump a little. She chuckled. "Look at you all jumpy. Relax, Y/n. He didn't catch you staring."

"Shut up, Lana" I shoved her playfully, sipping the red wine. "Do not get me started on Will Graham and those puppy eyes. He's staring right now, you know. You should give the poor man a chance."

"Okay, I got it. I won't meddle in your affairs anymore."

"There is no affair." I wish there was, I thought to myself, taking another sip of the wine while I eyed Hannibal from afar, talking to an older woman dressed like a peacock. "I…"

"I noticed your glass is nearly empty, so I fetched you another one" a familiar voice came from behind me, and the glass was abruptly removed from my hand and replaced with a fuller one. I contained my desire to roll my eyes once I saw who the intruder was.

"Frederick. Were you also invited or just crashed the party to feast on good things for once?" I teased, narrowing my eyes while looking at the director of the general administrator for Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane.

"My dear Y/n, I wouldn't dream of it. Of course I was invited. Moreover, I would avoid all this meat if I were you. You never know the provenance, if you know what I mean." He lowered his voice, coming closer and almost whispering in my ear. I could not help to actually roll my eyes this time, turning to face him. "I am, after all, restrained to low protein meat, that is."

"You still believe that silly theory that Hannibal is the Chesapeake Ripper? Please, Chilton. I never deemed you to be clever, but this is plain stupidity." I allowed the alcohol to make me more straightforward, chuckling on my words.

"Sticks and stones, little Y/n. Sticks and stones." Chilton teased, stepping away and going to bother someone else with his presence.

"For god's sake, the man is a burden" I whispered to Alana, who cracked at the comment.

"He has always been like this, you know that. I don't fathom why you always allow him to get under your skin."

"I've known Frederick for longer than you, Lana. Believe me, if you give that man a hand, he will most certainly grab your arm, shoulder and everything else you have to offer. Now, if you excuse me, I shall mingle a little bit more before the dinner actually begins. His interaction gave me a sour taste on my tongue."

I clicked my glass to Alana's, walking around the room and chatting to some people. Uninteresting conversations filled my ears and fake smiles made my lips start to tire out, but as soon as Hannibal's chocolate eyes were on me, I felt my entire demeanour change.

An idea occurred to me as I walked straight to the balcony, hoping he would join me. The night breeze engulfed me and I realized how trapped I was feeling inside that house, with those judgy stares and meaningless conversations. My wine glass remained untouched as I placed it on the strong wood porch, contemplating the cloudless sky.

"Tired of the good old socialization already?" I grunted when I realized that was not the voice I longed to hear, turning back to face Frederick.

"Careful, Chilton. One might say you are stalking me. As far as I remember, that's still a crime." I crossed my arms to show how much I unappreciated his presence, stepping away until my back was against the balcony.

"Come now, what have I done to deserve so much animosity? We used to be colleagues, friends if I dare to be so bold."

"An old dog with difficulty dropping the dry bone he was once given. Are you really that starved, Frederick? That's pitiful." I was aware of how indelicate I was getting, but he was starting to bother me immensely. "If there's one thing you are not, it's bold. Arrogant and extremely annoying, yes. Can't stand to hear a loud no? That checks, too. One must always let go of the past if we wish to evolve. God knows I have."

He dismissed everything I said with a slight wave of his hand, getting closer. I could smell the faint scent of whiskey, imagining that, after the loss of some of his organs, he probably would get drunk much easier. He tried to reach me with his free hand, but awkwardly dropped my glass, causing it to crash a few meters down.

We were alone and a little far from the other guests. The balcony's door was closed shut. I felt my hands start to tremble a bit, and realized I had to get out of there before things could get out of hand.

"Seriously, Frederick?" I snarled, rolling my eyes. "Playtime is over. Let me through, I'm getting out of here."

"Y/n, I…" he held my wrist with considerable strength, making me gasp. I tried to pull away but he was strong, and before I could snap and finally throw the punch he deserved, a low, deep voice echoed.

"I believe you heard the lady clearly, Dr. Chilton." There was a different gleam in Hannibal's eyes, and I wasn't the only one to notice. Frederick turned paler, letting go of my wrist with haste. "I think you should go. You've had too much wine, I see."

He hesitated, but agreed with a nod, leaving the balcony without looking back. Hannibal stared at him through his shoulder darkly and I released the breath I was holding, my knees would have given out if Hannibal had not held me discreetly, supporting my weight with an arm around my waist.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" He inquired, one hand lifting my face so I could look at him. I was so embarrassed. "Do you need a place to rest?"

"Not at all, Hannibal. Do not worry about me, it was just a fright and the wine. I cannot steal the host of his guests."

"Nonsense. Come, I will take you to the guest bedroom. We can enter through the kitchen, so no one will see your state. Please" he pointed to the other door, showing that there was no space to argue, and I just surrendered, allowing him to guide me through the vast kitchen filled with employees working to the elegant guest bedroom, shutting the door behind us.

I sat on the comfortable mattress, appreciating the shades of cream and white, and the beautiful vintage-like furniture that seemed to complement the place perfectly. I realized then that Hannibal had fallen silent, and I stared at him with worry. He had turned his back to me, leaning on the dresser, breathing a little heavier.

"Hannibal?" I called, getting up and walking towards him, reaching out with my hand on his shoulder. His face was impassive, but he had that same look in his eyes again, something ancient and darker that wides his pupils and pierces his lips tightly. I allow myself to reach deeper, caressing his strong arm and feeling the muscles tense under his suit. "What is it?"

"He dared to touch you like that" he pointed in a cold tone. "Like you are someone else's property."

My eyes softened as I felt some butterflies in my stomach, and I took the liberty to grab his chin, kissing his cheek tenderly in appreciation.

"Forget about Frederick, he is immature and arrogant. I will call him tomorrow to address this matter."

He still had that predatorial look in his eyes that gave me shivers, though not the way it should. Something in being that much protected by him made me feel dear and precious like an exotic pearl.

He would not give in, and I felt bold enough to once more kiss his handsome face, this time on his jawline, near his left ear. That caught his attention, and he towered over me, cradling my face with his enormous hands, making my eyes tremble with the feeling of electricity that flowed through my veins. With no hesitation, his lips crashed against mine, and I moaned into his mouth, the hunger for him making my loins combust.

"I have wanted this for so long…" I murmured against his neck, his fancy perfume invading my nostrils. He smelled so good.

"As did I, Y/n. You have been in my thoughts a great deal lately" he confessed, making me blush. Impostor syndrome trying to kick in, I avoid the self-degrading thoughts as I delight in his open mouthed kisses in my skin, gasping in pleasure when he lightly bites my shoulder, enjoying it more than I ever thought I would.

"Your guests…" I tried to be reasonable, a dirty smile playing on my lips.

"The dinner will take a little while longer, I'm afraid" he whispered in my ear, nibbling on the lobe with a mischievous deep chuckle. He lifted my dress to my waist, since we didn't really have that much time to spare, and I got rid of my panties, almost tripping on them with my heels and the rush.

His hand went to my core, testing how wet I was, and he smiled with how soaked I felt. A loud moan echoed through the room and he removed his hand at once, lifting one finger at me as he would chastise a child. I frowned with frustration, lifting my chin to face him.

"We are not supposed to be too loud, Y/n. You do not want the guests to hear us, do you? Imagine the scandal" that made me laugh with pure bliss, nodding in agreement. "Are you going to be a good girl?"

Oh, fuck. Is this really happening?

"Yes. Yes, I will" I agreed in haste, and he effortlessly lifted me up, sitting me on the dresser and starting to unzip his pants. I tried to control my breathing and anticipation, pleasuring myself with the vision of his hard cock, precum glistening at the tip. He massaged it with his hand for a few seconds before he towered over me, holding my hips in place while he entered me so painfully slowly I nearly sobbed.

To avoid the loud moans, I bit my left fist, suppressing the sounds as my insides clenched to accommodate him. A joyful smile illustrated his lips, his hair falling over his eyes due to the sweat, and he looked like a Greek statue. I could not avoid the mesmerized stare, melting in admiration, as he leaned to cover my lips with his own one more time, his tongue exploring my mouth like he was famished. Still slowly, he started to move his hips, almost both torturing and indulging me at the same time. I entangled my legs around him, pulling him closer to the point one could swear we were one. He moaned my name, followed by an almost savage growl that sent vibrations through my entire body and, for a while, I regretted how little time we had. He seemed to sense that, rushing his movements until the dresser started to hit the wall and, for a moment, I was certain everyone outside could hear us.

So much for discretion, I thought, grabbing his broad shoulders while he inserted himself deeper and deeper inside of me. His thumb began to stimulate my clit and, sensing I would begin to cry out at any moment, Hannibal silenced me with his lips, allowing me to moan against his mouth as I felt the tension start to build up in my lower abdomen.

I felt him pull out his cock, replacing it with his skilled fingers, finishing on my thighs. I followed him right after, covering my mouth until my moans were unsteady breaths.

I hadn't even realized Hannibal had left until he came back from the suite with a hot towel, starting to clean me up. I thanked him with a sweet kiss, doing my best to fix his clothes and hair. We both knew it wouldn't do any good, but he enjoyed my caresses and how I took care of him as well. He took one of my hands — the one Chilton grabbed like a brute earlier — and kissed my wrist, right where small purple bruises began to form.

"We should go back. Who is going to serve dinner? We're being unforgivably selfish" I taunted, chuckling lightly.

"Perhaps you should be my dinner, then" he jested, and I openly laughed, shoving him playfully.

"Later. If you'll have me, that is." I lifted my eyebrows with expectation, staring at his brown irises.

"It would be my pleasure, Y/n" with a last kiss, he went to the bathroom suite to fix his appearance, leaving me with a silly smile and a warm feeling in my chest.

#hannibal x reader #hannibal #hannibal x you #hannibal lecter x reader #hannibal lecter x you #nbc hannibal #hannibal imagine #hannibal fanfiction #hannibal lecter imagine #hannibal lecter #hannibal lecter fanfiction #will graham #mads mikkelsen #hannibal headcanon #hannibal fanfic #hannibal lecter headcanon #Alana Bloom #Frederick Chilton

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dededaio · 3 months

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The New Kirby Novel Announcement might hint at the future of the series?

...or as I also would like to call it, yet another installment in the "Klu puts on a tinfoil hat in desperate attempts to predict Kirby's future" series.

So you might've already heard about the announcement of the upcoming Kirby Light Novel in the March of 2024. It's title is "The Dream Onsen is a Good Hot Spring" and If you aren't familiar with it's plot yet, here's the full synopsis:

At first the story doesn't seem too remarkable, there are no promises for new high-stakes adventures on a different planet like in Dedede-focused novel "King Dedede's Great Escape Strategy" or shocking twists like in "Meta Knight and the Knight of Hades", but then it hits you. This novel will feature Elfilin and Daroach. A lot of people who learned of these news did instantly become excited, but not a lot of people seem to have realized just how bizarre this is.

If you aren't familiar too well with the novels in general, their utilization of the extended game cast is quite similar to the way mainline games handle them. As in, they rarely if ever appear if their names aren't "Kirby", "King Dedede", "Bandana Dee" or "Meta Knight". If novels could help it, they only use the main four and occasional recurring enemy/helper like Burning Leo or Chilly (and Chef Kawasaki as a bonus) as the supporting cast. And if the original story requires more important characters, instrumental in the narrative, Mie Takase, novels' author, tends to invent entirely new ones instead.

So far there were only 3 types of novels that primarily utilized game-exclusive characters. I myself sorted them out by type, this is not an official classification or anything. Here's a nifty chart:

Remixes, as I like to call them, are quote unquote "original stories" that feature game characters like Magolor, Taranza or Animal Buddies. But while most of the plot seems original, more often than not it seems as a re-imagining of the actual game plots. Kirby's Labyrinth Rescue is probably the most egregious example, as it's an unholy amalgamation of Return to Dream Land, Triple Deluxe, Rainbow Curse and Amazing Mirror. While a lot of the story might be original, they are "based" on something from the games instead of being wholly original narratives.

AUs are interesting, because they do tend to have entirely new stories that utilize game characters, but this is only with an asterisk that they take place in entirely different world from the main novels/game-adjacent canon.

Adaptations speak for themselves. They might have an original character or two (mostly early on in novels' existence) but they are mostly 1:1 faithful adaptations with some omissions and additions that don't significantly alter the narrative (with sole exception of Planet Robobot's novelization letting President Haltmann live for some reason). Notable thing is, that in case of certain game-adaptations, like Merry Magoland or Kirby Fighters 2, mentions/appearances of extended game cast are omitted or heavily limited (In KF2 novel Magolor and Gooey don't appear or get mentioned at all, in Merry Magoland only Gooey is mentioned among masks of the characters that don't appear in the story in flesh).

As you can see, this newly announced novel doesn't fall under ANY of these categories. It's a brand new, seemingly slice-of-life-esque story, that just so happens to randomly include Daroach and Elfilin. This is highly unusual because novels rarely if ever take risks or go out of their comfort zone. They kind of established the rules and formulas of how they work for years now and it's been working out for them. So why anything would change now?

Well. Heh... What if this sudden change in direction is actually reflective of franchise-wide changes? Shinya Kumazaki talked about how Forgotten Land is going to be the beginning for "the new phase of Kirby". So far it's hard to tell what he actually meant by this. But I would argue that one of the aspects that could be true in this new "phase" is more frequent utilization of the extended Kirby cast.

Novels, in terms of franchise-wide hierarchy, some of the closest things to the actual games in terms of importance, mainly thanks to how much of a juggernaut in terms of sales they are within Japan. Across 10 years of their existence they managed to sell over 3 million copies of all books, which might not sound that impressive, until you realize that these are books for children that until recently were purely Japanese-exclusive endeavor.

These books are the only adaptations, to our knowledge anyway, that get special privileges from HAL themselves in terms of telling some plot and lore details that even fans aren't aware of. Shinya Kumazaki even directly supervised and helped to write one of the books (Return to Dream Land's novelization that came out in 2022). It doesn't mean that novels are canon, but it does mean that they tend to reflect the current status-quo of the series better than most other aspects outside of the games.

So this sudden inclusion of ensemble cast in a random story might signify HAL's willingness to do more with these characters. Elfilin alone wouldn't have been perhaps that surprising, as he was hinted to have more importance past his debut in how he passionately expressed that he wants to stay by Kirby's side forever, but Daroach's inclusion is puzzling because while he did appear in multiple games, he didn't get any merch or notable appearances lately.

Of course, this might mean absolutely nothing! But I feel like this is more notable than most people give it credit for. At worst, this means nothing except that novels will utilize game cast more frequently, which would be cool, at best, it means that HAL is opening up to the idea of returning past characters more frequently, which would be awesome. Let's wait and see, I suppose.

#kirby #kirby light novels #long post #klu.txt

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runningpsychic · 1 month

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Why Goodbye Volcano High resonates with me as...

...a musician

As a musician, it's hard not to immediately identify with Fang. What musician doesn't want their music to be heard, to play at music festivals, and have music as their career. I can wax poetic about how music is about self expression and it doesn't matter if I have an audience, but in the end, I still want my music to be heard, and enjoyed. And Fang is on track to making this their entire career.

Making music has been a minor hobby for me. Even as a kid, I knew there's almost no chance I can make it as a musician, so I went down the route of being a software engineer instead. It's such a minor part of my life that I don't even bother identifying as a musician, I just fool around with instruments. But something about GVH ignited that passion in me, and during my first playthrough, I wrote six songs inspired by themes in the game. Even if I'll stay an amateur, I want to make the most from life, and not let the fire die. (See last section)

All that said, I felt very bad for Fang throughout the game. I know how tough the life of a full time musician is. The industry is just completely screwed. And unlike me, Fang doesn't have another option other than music. The game also drives it in that Fang's friends all have viable career paths, while Fang doesn't. But then, the meteor throws an interesting wrench into this, as now Fang is the only one who achieved their dreams. I'm not sure what the point of this paragraph is besides fuck capitalism, give musicians a living wage.

...an enby

Fang really made me more comfortable about being non-binary. It's amazing seeing enby representation that doesn't feel shoehorned in, or merely an afterthought. It's actually integral to the story. Both Fang and Sage struggle having their parents take their identities seriously, and that mirrors my own fears of not being taken seriously as an enby myself, which leads me to only come out as non-binary to my closest friends, and just remain a binary trans woman to everyone else.

It's honestly amazing to see everyone in Caldera Bay being accepting of the queer cast, like being queer isn't a big deal at all. And that's how it should be. Everyone just calls Fang by their name and pronouns (except their parents of course), and no one seems to mind that Reed brought Alvin to prom. This really makes me feel more comfortable about my identity, and I feel proud to be queer. We don't owe them normal.

...an immigrant

It's so rare to see stories about the intersection of being trans and being an immigrant, so when I read Rosa's story, I felt it must've been written by someone who also has first hand experience. There's a distinct feel from my family that me being trans is a "western" thing, not something they could ever understand. Or worse, that I'm being corrupted by "the west" in some way by moving there. There's so much extended family I can never see again because I'm now an abomination of the family tree.

I find it really difficult to talk about this as I fear I'd be misread as being racist for suggesting that my home country is more queerphobic or something, but that isn't my point. I just want to tell my story, and my experience of being alienated for both culture and gender, in both my origin and destination countries, is one that most folks can't emphasize with. (Venba also does do a good job with the culture part, so you should check that out too)

There's a separate rant about how this brand of queerphobia was actually planted by Christian missionaries and not at all "traditional culture", but that's for another time.

...someone struggling with mental health

I've been obsessed with the game for months since I played it. I went through what everyone calls "Dino depression", but I think it really helped me, and it was the game I needed to play at this moment in my life. I struggle with depression and burnout. At times it can be hard to know what the point is, or feel that any of this is worth it. The first few weeks after the game, I actually felt more depressed, as I thought about what the point of life is if it all is temporary anyway, and what I would do if a meteor were to hit in 8 months. And I was scared, because I felt like my life wasn't under my control. Over time, I've learned to think about it more positively. If life is temporary, then it's up to me to make the most of it. If life has no meaning, it's up to me to make my own meaning. I have amazing friends around me, and I still have tons of music to make.

#goodbye volcano high #gvh #transgender #nonbinary #musician #mental health #ko_op

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bangytell · 6 months

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Two people who were always together are now torn apart That's all there is to this story. Winters story — Given

Summary: The past can always see its way to catch up, nothing a song can't help with.

Genre: fluff, angst

Rated: sfw

Pairing: Satoru x reader

Word Count: 2.4 k

Warnings: mentions of su!c!de, angst and fluff only, f!reader, gs! adolescent, mentions of Nanami and Haibara and also Geto, based on given universe and the song mafuyu writes.

a/n: hope you like it, just fluff and angst like that beautiful anime i recommend you watch after or before this, or even if you've seen it already watch it again hahaha, click on the name of the song just to feel the whole environment. I couldn't bring myself into putting a tittle.

Your heavy pounding heart on your chest, the muffled noise of the crowd, and the guitar strands on your fingertips as the drums lead the way through the song.

Sing through your heart, you remember as those glowing sapphire eyes pierce into you.

There was something pulling you through memories while making every chord sound in the melody that makes you feel something again that brings you back to him.

Suddenly, you're back to high school passways when a guitar case caught your attention.

"Do you happen to know how to play the instrument you're carrying?" With glowy and hopeful eyes, you approach the person that caught your eye

"I do…" he answers, looking away, and then returning his gaze back at you. "You're new here, right?" You deny

"Can you fix a guitar?" he looked at you mistrustful, and with a puzzled expression, he nodded.

You grab his hand and pull him to get to the staircase where almost nobody is crosby.

"Meet me here tomorrow at lunch" you plead, and he can't seem to comprehend you at all "Please"

"What for?" he questions

"I need to fix a guitar, but i didn't brought it with me this time" the person nods and you're hoping that he will agree "Tomorrow at lunch, and i would just help you with that" you nod and he doesn't give you time to answer before he's lost again in the crowds of the hallway.

The next day, you're sitting with that big guitar case next to you when your gaze catches with those sapphire eyes.

You're actually thrilled that he fulfilled his promise and that he's helping you while he looks with an arched brow to the guitar you possess.

"You play this?" You deny, and the confused expression doesn't leave his face."How did the chord just pop?"

"Sorry, I did it," and he notices by the way your tone sounds that you don't feel like talking about it.

After he replaced the chord and your gaze pierced him through every movement he made, he passed his fingers, making a soft note escape the contraption.

Your eyes opened in amazement, and you came as close as you could possibly be. Your hot breath touched his face while you pleaded that he needed to teach you how to play.

He denies you, and you're back at your place with a soft pout while putting the tools he just used away.

And before he leaves, at the peek of the passway, he asks you "Why do you want to learn?" Your face in a total plead when the words found its way through your dry throat

"Because I feel like there's a melody in my heart that needs to escape me."

At that moment, he thought that wasn't an answer he was expecting, but he looked satisfied as he sat down and brought your fingers to the instrument, and that was when the lessons began.

With every ring of the bell, you'll go and look for him at his classroom, where he seemed to be asleep. As soon as you called his last name, he would grab his guitar case and go directly to you.

Gojo Satoru wasn't exactly the type of classmate to be participative; his circle of friends was rather close, and he would only speak when he felt the need to.

Satoru was the only friend you had at school, his natural charm was like a magnet to almost every girl if not every single one of them.

He was intrigued by you and the peculiar ways that you have. Your fingers started to soar, and little cuts caused by the chords adorned your fingertips, but you couldn't stop practicing every day.

Your progress on the instrument was very successful. He could notice that light within you every time it began to sound more and more like a melody.

Summer break was around the corner, Satoru, and you were… friends. If you had to put a finger into a name for your situationship.

"Have you noticed that girl that comes for Satoru every day?" one of his classmates asked as his head was stuck to the desk

"You think he has a crush on her?" One of the many girls in his classroom asked as well."I bet I can make him wake up. "

"Bet " said the same classmate

"Hey!... Satoru, wake up." he remains at the same spot, and the guys around the girl begin to laugh."Satoru c'mon"

Suddenly, you shout his name from the door. He grabs his case and walks to you, leaving the girl in embarrassment.

As you two play each of your instruments together, he asks you "Have you been able to think in that melody you told me?" You nod

"Yes, I don't know if it sounds okay anyway" and he looks at you

"Well, play it for me then" your fingers go across the instrument and begin to play.

With that, you add a little of vocalization to it, just to bring it a bit to life.

He remains silent, amazed by the notes and your voice.

"How was it?" You ask once you're done

He was looking at you with pure admiration in his eyes, but he had to bring himself to reality again, so he answered you.

"Okay, I think" the bell rang again, and before you could add something to the conversation, Satoru grabbed his things and left you.

Satoru felt puzzled. After school, he went to rehearsal with the band he played. They could give him an answer about that, which kept him with an open eye at night.

"You're in love, dude " and both of his friends begin to laugh

"In love?" he was even more confused

"Well, everything you describe just now sounded like someone who's in love" Nanami pointed out, and Haibara agreed with a nod

"Remember that we need to look for a vocalist or we won't be able to perform." his lightbulb of ideas light

"[name] is an amazing singer." Satoru pointed out his friends looked at each other and giggled

"Satoru, you can ask her out if you wanna keep seeing her" he denies when Haibara said that

"No, she really does have an amazing voice, I'll bring her to rehearsal, and you'll take a vote, huh?" they nodded and just tried and let the kid have it his way.

And that was just another gate open opportunity, one that kept attracting you closer to those ocean blue eyes.

He told you about his idea at the staircase while you played softly, and you looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Yes, I'll go" he nods and hides a small smile at your positive answer

That same day after school, the two of you walked together to that little studio that he and his friends shared. They greeted you with a warm smile and showed you around a little.

After the introductions, they told you to begin with the showcase. You played the same melody that you showed Satoru, and they looked in amazement. After you were done, Haibara reached you and grabbed you by the hands with a soft smile.

"Your voice is amazing, and that melody…" Did you make it?" You nod, and the boy turns to look at Nanami."She's also a composer. We have to get her. " You chuckle, and Satoru has his thumb up for you.

After some conversation and explaining, they told you everything you needed to know and gave you time to think. Satoru walked you home.

"You know [name]. I'm glad I met you." You are now in agreement and repeat his words

Halfway to your home, you cross paths with a girl, you recognize her, and she also does you.

Satoru notices you being uncomfortable and keeps walking away with you. He doesn't mention anything about it.

After you got home, he had sended a text

[Have a good night [name] ]

[I will Toru :D]

After realizing the nickname and trying to fix your mistake, he answers again

[I like that nickname. Keep it. ;)]

When you least expected Satoru and you were closer every day, at lunch, at rehearsal, and he would walk you home.

His presence was magnetic, and everything that he represented left you numb and expectant.

One day, while walking with you, a friend from your old school approached both of you.

"Hey [name], how's everything going?" You begin to feel anxious. The lack of air to fill your lungs left you wordless while he looked at you with a grin

"I… ah-..." Satoru notices your almost break and ask for your sake if the person could leave, and he walks right by you and whispers

"Long time no see, huh?" You flinch, and he walks away with a cocky grin

Satoru doesn't ask and helps you get safely, he feels like an angel to you.

You ask if he would like to come in, he does, and you prepare two instant ramen that night.

After devouring the instant ramen and a trivial talk, you decide that you feel like you owe him an explanation about what he saw.

"The guy that we saw was an old friend, but not really mine, it's my ex's friend" he opened his eyes a little and nods, like if he's giving you a cue to continue "Something happened with him, and… they blame me… i blame myself" and you're turning into that trumbling mess again, he crouch in front of you and holds your hands, the warmth of his skin helps you soothe yourself.

You don't talk about it again. After several rehearsals, they were pushing you to give them the lyrics for the song you wanted to play, words? Music was one thing, but the lyrics… just couldn't come to your mind.

Satoru offered to help, and so, more time together, neither of you had a problem with that matter.

One day, he arrived with something called a pedal. He started to explain to you how it works while you tried it. He figures it can help you even more. And it does.

Summer break begins, and your mornings are making you feel unease. You go to the park, walk around, and start to think more and more about the lyrics that have to get you.

It will get to you, jus' fill yourself with nature, the environment you have around gives you the best inspiration. Satoru said those words to you, and you took the advice for it.

The moment of the performance was there, and it was now, every word from a lyrics only you knew begin to rumble inside the place, the pain it caused you to remember those days were palpable in the air.

Those days where love walked with your hand intertwined, soon after came the little disagreement and fights and those words that you regret saying. All pour into that song.

Even if your everything loses its shape one day

You'll always be here with me

Satoru has his eyes on you, and the feelings you're pouring out make him euphorical. In a state of high, his chest is heavy with feelings, and the music rumbles inside his body.

As you sang your last notes a round of applause fill the room, after a standing ovation you walked away backstage only to find Satoru's gaze piercing with every step you took, as you were about to speak he reaches out and hugs you and stamps his lips to yours, a soft kiss left in your mouth still feeling the euphoria of beforehand that kiss seemed to be Satoru's way of proving something to you.

He was a shot of espresso, everything with him felt where it belonged and you knew that he felt the same way about you, he was your first time in many ways, since kids you were always there for each other, even when he began to act different and distant from you.

"Hey, Suguru, we see you with that girl a lot. Are y'all dating or something like that?" Geto could've said you were indeed a couple, a team, soulmates even, but he felt the need to fit in.

"Something like that," the guys around him laugh

"Ain't she weird for you to look at her in that way?" Geto nods and locks gaze with you, and you walk away.

After that, things were a blur. Every fight now seems pointless and stupid, everytime he was always talking about dying, and you acted out of anger and said the most horrible thing you could've said.

"Well, Geto, if you say you love me so much, die then,"

It was a mistake. It was a pointless fight, and if you carry with that on your back… you'll never feel like moving on.

At his funeral, you didn't cry, anyone else couldn't have the satisfaction of looking at you, trembling, and losing your temple.

You called his number, hearing his voicemail tone, hoping he would attend your call, and you could apologize.

He knows how sorry you are, and he knows how much you loved him, he was the one acting wrong, doing you wrong, and he knew that, he knew that after what you said, and he reached a limit. And you'll have to cope with that in your mind.

His mom let you keep his guitar.

He used to tell me that he wanted to teach you, how 'bout you take it? his mom told you, after his funeral, you carried the case, feeling him beside you.

Every note, every melody, every lyric, he's there with you.

Satoru can't even bring himself to look at you. He's dying of embarrassment after what happened after the concert.

He brings himself to it before you decide he's a coward and won't talk to him again in your life.

"I'm so sorry [name] i shouldn't…-"

"Why are you apologizing?" You cut him off mid sentence

"You're not mad at me?" You deny and gift him a soft smile

"Do you like me?" he nods, and you blush at his positive answer

"Yes, I do like you, I thought the kiss was proof" you chuckle

"Well, I like you too, Toru." he smiles at you and holds your hand

He felt like an angel with those mesmerizing eyes and his magnetic presence that kept pulling you to him.

A song and a guitar were the solution. After all, Geto solved his problems like this too, and you thanked him for the angel he had sent you.

You knew Satoru would understand your story and your feelings.

©️bangytell please do not copy or steal my work, any translation can’t be done this is the only way to read it.

#gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jjk x reader #gojo fluff #gojo angst #gojo x you #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #jjk drabbles #gojo satoru drabble #jjk fluff

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oceansmotion · 1 year

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Another Pleasantview

Almost every single lot has been remodeled, renovated, or replaced by me. I also added a few new houses, a bowling alley, a gym, a church, and a cemetery.

Sims have been genetically corrected by either myself or simgigglegirl.

Scripted events are available, although a few of the first prompts were already closed out. The only 4 lots I didn't do are the unoccupied trailers and the two condos closest to them.

All Pleasantview townies are now using my default templates.

The Oldies and Burbs have already been placed and have furnished homes. The Oldies live across from the park, and the Burbs live in their (probably) canon house next to the Goths (you can see it in the promos from Happy Holidays).

The Newbies have been placed. Joe, the brother of Brandi, and Jane from the Tutorial are both genetically correct and live next to the Dreamers.

The hood itself is made with MeetMetotheRiver's clean Pleasantview template. It's also CC free.

Because I copied over the houses from my other PV, Don has a "great date" arrangement in his kitchen…..from Bella. Oops. Don't judge me. Anyway, you can just ignore it…..unless you don't want to wink wink.

A few more pictures:

290 Main Street, the grocery store.

330 Main Street, an outlet mall shopping center. Has an H&M, a furniture store, a food court, a bookstore, and a music shop (instruments are blocked off so sims don't get annoying with them).

250 Main Street, the pool. Most objects have been removed from the lot so that Sims might actually go swimming.

95 Woodland Drive, the Oldie house. I renovated the entire house and added Mary-Sue's childhood bedroom and tea room.

215 Sim Lane, the Pleasant household. I tried to keep almost every house recognizable so the outside is pretty much the same though I did give Mary-Sue a zen garden. I subscribe to the head canon that Mary-Sue's birth parents are Hand Goddard and Pauline Wan, and as a child, Coral and Herb tried to help Mary-Sue feel connected to her Chinese ancestry. Mary-Sue has never actually been to China and her tastes are exactly what you'd imagine an American who has never been to China would be, and the house reflects that. it's Chinese inspired but still very American. I also slightly changed the shape of the upstairs because Lilith's side has always driven me nuts.

165 Sim Lane, the Goth house. They are one of the few premade families whose house got a full rework. I made it more Victorian looking but did attempt to keep the interior recognizable...slightly. I actually typically play with recolors of the Mansion & Garden pieces I used so in my own version of the hood, the house has black and grey trim instead of white and wood. A few examples of what I've change in PV. Because I changed literally every lot but 4, I wont post pictures of every single thing, but this is the idea. Some houses were more dramatically changed (like the Goth house or 113 Wright Way) while others are more subtly changed.

I removed the stealth hoods themselves but didn't think to disable them beforehand, so the normal default socliates/downtownies are already there, sorry! I did replace the PV townies with my own default face templates, so there's that at least.

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#sims 2 #sims 2 maxis match #sims 2 pleasantview #sims 2 download #sims 2 custom pleasantview #sims 2 default replacement #sims 2 cc free

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boopshoops · 24 days

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💆 and 🏘 for yuu if thats alright?

OK- so a lot of yall asked for the same emojis SO i'm gonna format Yuu's all in one post then do another for Jocia+Ezra-

UHHH DJJDJD THIS IS MY FIRST TIME ANSWERING QUESTIONS IN CHARACTER so lets say the default text is me/narrator then orange is Yuu

@ceruleancattail @the-trinket-witch @rabioa @scint1llat3

💆how do you relax?

"Well, let's get right into it then, shall we?" Yuu clasped her hands together, a sly smile spreading onto her lips, "Relaxation... well I guess listening to music would be my go to. Genre doesn't matter to me mostly," The woman tapped her chin, lightly humming as she thought, "Though I suppose my definition of 'relaxing' isn't exactly universal... I often enjoy getting up and around and even dancing a bit, maybe having a quick chat as well... it helps me center myself. Too many thoughts in this big brain of mine sometimes!~ A way to focus is most definitely what relaxation is to me. Some people find it chaotic, but I don't care about some people. It's fun to me. Besides, it's not like I never sit down and rest."

🏘️where's your happy place?

"Huh... some of these questions are rather deep, aren't they?" Yuu cleared her throat, doing her best to keep a neutral expression, "Much like a lot of people, my happy place isn't an actual PLACE. It is more like a state. All that being said, I'm... not quite sure. Not to say that I'm not happy, of course! There are hard times and good times, but I suppose I'm still trying my best to find such a 'place' for me in this new world. Let's call this one a work in progress, yes? I'll get there eventually, not to worry. I have my plans, of course~"

✏️What are your hobbies?

"Oh! This is a fun one. I'm a musician. I have been taking band and theater courses my whole life," Yuu lifted her head triumphantly, gladly taking the opportunity to brag, "Singing, acting, playing instruments... I managed to get into a pretty prestigious performing arts school back home, and what more could one ask for than to spend their life doing what they love?" Her peppiness suddenly dropped, resulting in a roll of her eyes, "Not that it's useful now that I'm stuck here though. Damn Crowley."

🥣what's your favorite food?

"Bungeoppang!" The prefect chirped, leaning forward in her (imaginary) seat for this (imaginary) interview, "Or, ah- taiyaki, or bread with a sweet red bean filling. I was trying to learn more about my ancestry, and came across this pastry thanks to my father. Originally I didn't think I was the biggest fan of sweets, but, wow~ Only then, after I fell in love with it, did I learn it wasn't even a traditional dish from my father's home... figures. Nonetheless! You'll have to try some!"

"Ah, Here's a fun fact for you, I learned the language a long time ago along with trying to learn more about my family's history, but no one here seems to recognize it, which... makes sense, I guess. It was a bummer at first, but then I learned I can simply say whatever I want without them understanding me. What a breath of fresh air~"

The woman momentarily giggled, "...배고파요"

🙂where do your morals lie?

"Hmph. What a complete 180 of a question..." Her lips pursed into a pout. She offered up a quick glare, but it didn't last very long at all, "I'm just trying my best to exist and let others exist at the moment!" She beamed with the flip of a switch, her suspiciously innocent smile nearly blinding. She kept this one brief. Barely an answer.

🥰do you think you're attractive?

"Yes," The woman answered... almost too quickly, "I like how I look. I spend a lot of time on myself, so it's only natural to get a bit of an ego boost from that, yes? Confidence is a healthy thing! I spent a lot of time carefully crafting my sense of style, it makes me feel... like me." Yuu momentarily fluttered her lashes, accompanied by laughter through a rhythmic tease, "Come onnnn~ you get it, right? You know I'm just a sweetheart? Completely innocent and well-meaning? Aren't I just like a princess? Of COURSE I'm attractive."

😍are you a romantic?

"....Hm," The woman paused, thinking deeply about the question in a moment of silence, "It depends on what your definition of 'romantic' is in this case, but I'd say I'm rather neutral. It's been awhile since I've been in a relationship myself, so I can't really say for sure..." Yuu tilted her head, crossing one leg over the other as she leaned back in her seat. Striking a pose to simply ponder.

"I'm not a hopeless romantic, but I highly value romantic gestures. Does that make sense? I particularly value physical touch along with gift receiving as far as love language goes. At least, that's how it used to be with my ex-girlfriend. I don't think that has changed too much. So, hey! If you're interested, feel free to just hand over your credit card as a gift, I'll get back to you," The woman finished with a joke, attempting to turn the mood away from being sour.

"ALSO HELLO YUU SHI YOU ARE GORGEOUS HELLO LIKE ARE YOU AN ANGLE FROM HEAVEN??? CAUSE YOU'RE A-CUTE"

The prefect blinked, leaving an uncomfortable amount of awkward silence as she read the words on the page of (imaginary) interview questions.

She held back a snort, doing her best to hide a guilty grin along with her horrible sense of humor, "Wh-Who wrote this? Who wrote these questions?" She giggled to herself, setting down the page in finality, "Sevens, that's awful... I love it. I'm well aware, but thank you. I needed the laugh today."

"Will that be all?"

Ask game!

#boopshoopsramblings #boopshoopsoc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #oc #twst wonderland #original character #oc art #yuu shi #tcoav #ask game #does this count as a writing post #i donT KNOWWwww #i thINK SO But #beh i never know when to use my tag list #definitely not my usual writing style either way given the lack of internal monologue #boopshoopswriting

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sybilhallward · 10 months

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if you have chronic pain you're disabled

Hi anon. You sent this ask in March, after I'd written in the tags of a post that I didn't know if I was allowed to call myself disabled because of my fibromyalgia. I remember this vividly, because I've been thinking about it ever since. My biggest struggle with fibro has always been allowing myself to recognize I have specific needs and justifications for some of my "deficiencies", and this was no different: how could I call myself disabled when there's people who are missing limbs or cannot move? I must just be lazy and entitled! Thing is, despite having full control over a technically perfectly functioning body, I don't have the same options as abled people in my day to day life: my neck moves, but 80% of the time it hurts; my legs work, but if I stand up still for more than an hour I need to sit for the next three and nothing really helps my muscles relax; I can live my life fairly normally, but for a couple of days every month I need to take 2-3 naps because I cannot otherwise keep my eyes open; my hands work, but they start hurting so easily that I've never been able to actually build up their strength. This, specifically, has impacted my life pretty drastically: I've stopped playing the violin partly because at first I couldn't stretch my pinky in the correct position on the fingerboard, and then even holding the instrument up became painful. I've stopped playing tennis because my wrist screamed with every impact. My biggest joy in life has always been writing, but for the last few years I've barely done it... there's a variety of reasons, but chief amongst them is the fact that nowadays I can only hold a pen for about 20 minutes before my hand gets enveloped in white-hot flame, and using a computer took most of writing's magic away, for me. These last few days I've realised I might never again play an instrument unless I allow myself to be extremely patient with my limits, and that singing is really the only way i can painlessly make music. These thoughts are sort of breaking me at the moment. Of course, I don't want to feel and present myself only as a victim for my whole life, but the first step in taking control of my life and trying is realizing I won't have as easy a time as able-bodied people: when I got my diagnosis I had been avoiding all sports except swimming for years, because I thought I was just bad and whiny when trying anything else. After realizing I had a real problem, though, I started doing pilates to slowly build up my strength and now I can do things I thought I could never do! I can walk long distances, carry some weights, play table tennis and table soccer with friends at parties... My life is so much better now that I recognize and accomodate for my limitations! So... yeah. I am disabled. Less than some individuals in this world, but also much more than some other. And that's not bad. Thank you, anon. Happy disability pride month!

#vane blogging #chronic pain #chronic illness #fibromyalgia #chronic fatigue #spoonie #disability pride month #disability month #disability #disability pride

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stylessatellite · 1 year

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Tech on Tour: Welcome to Tour

Feeling the bass of Sarah’s drums in your bones made you feel alive and judging by Harry’s face when he walked off stage he felt it too.

He met your eyes first thing and grinned.

You grinned back.

If this was how the rest of the tour was going to go, you couldn’t wait.

A/N: Welcome to the first official post for the Tech on Tour series!! Feel free to like and/ or reblog. Happy reading <3

Warnings: None that I can think of besides shitty writing lol.

To say you were nervous was an understatement. The first official day on the job is nerve wracking enough, but having your first day be opening night for the Harry Styles's opening show of his first solo tour. You were about to pass out.

9 months ago you were mourning the loss of One Direction.

7 months ago you along with the rest of the world were eagerly awaiting for Harry Styles debut album to drop.

5 months ago you received an email from Jeff asking if you would be willing to join Harry on tour.

You didn’t think it was real art first. Maybe a scam or something. Turns out it wasn’t. Apparently Jeff was asking around for good techs, and your boss had recommended you. After freaking out with your roommate, you eagerly responded with yes and a few phone calls later you were all set to start packing and jet off to California for tour rehearsals.

“10 minutes to show”

You start gathering your stuff and head closer to the stager to do a last minute check in with the band. Heading towards them you make sure everyone's mic packs are attached securely and their in-ears are in place along with some nerve soothing as well on everyone’s parts.

“5 minutes to show. Band stand by to enter”

Finishing up your conversation with Sarah, you head over to where Harry's hanging out with Jeff in the corner. The former seems more nervous than before, especially now that show time is a lot closer. You just manage to catch the tail end of his and Jeff's conversation

Looking significantly paler, you hand Harry his mic pack and in-ears and help him put them on.

“Hey look at me,” you say, “you have nothing to be worried about. You hear all of those screams? They’re all for you. You don't have to freak out and think that all of your fans were there for the rest of the boys. THEY. ARE. HERE. FOR. YOU. Now get out there and do the same thing you’ve been doing for the past 7 years.

“Thank you” he says, and you can barely hear him over the increasing screams and the faint intro of Only Angel.

“You know you’re kinda good at this pep talk thing.” Jeff comments.

“Well, it was an altered version of the one I give myself.” you reply shrugging, “Besides it gives you a reason to keep me around should he fail tonight.”

“Speaking of which, aren't you supposed to be making sure he doesn't fail tonight?”

“Oh I’m on instruments tonight, so I have some time.”

Actually meeting Harry and the rest of the band wasn’t as nerve wracking as you had anticipated. Sure Mitch kept turning around to look at Sarah and getting caught in wires, but you thought it was cute so you didn’t care. You had a feeling Harry kept messing up just so Mitch would have another excuse to look at Sarah.

One thing you didn’t anticipate was taking that time to look at Harry. With you being designated with mostly his instruments and mic packs you spent a lot of time with him.

Like A Lot.

More so than was probably acceptable for someone that was just a techie. Getting to know Harry was probably your favourite thing so far and you didn't want to mess that up and you had a feeling he didn’t either.

Feeling the bass of Sarah’s drums in your bones made you feel alive and judging by Harry’s face when he walked off stage he felt it too.

He met your eyes first thing and grinned.

You grinned back.

If this was how the rest of the tour was going to go, you couldn’t wait.

#harry styles #harry styles au #harry styles blurb #harry styles imagine #harry styles x y/n #harry styles fake instagram #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles fake social media #harry styles fanfiction #tech on tour

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cloudninetonine · 3 months

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Reading the crossover stuff you've written for linked universe is rotting my head so much that it got me back into writing!!! (which is honestly a miracle I haven't written anything for myself in ages)

but like. I'm imagining a player's aid! insert who's also a big fan of Sky: Children of the Light (great game btw very fun with friends I recommend hehe)

and one day they just. find a random sky child????? In Hyrule??? so obviously since the sky child is all on their own where they really shouldn't be, mc just. adopts a kid. they can't really communicate well, if at all, except through very very exaggerated body language and gestures (emotes in the game is a common way to talk with strangers. or spam honking to get someone's attention. imagine the noise.) but eventually the player and the sky child become so close that they can just share looks or read each others body language and just know!

Wind has a new sibling now who is very happy to mess around and help play pranks on the others. The sky child wouldnt be afraid of Wolfie because they dont really have much reference for dangerous creatures except for the krill/dark dragons and Wolfie is too cute and small to scare them! Sky would probably really like them too because they can fly and they could be a really musically inclined sky child and be able to play different instruments! Like the harp in-game!! one of the links might find out about the child's arsonist related needs and be concerned, but the mc insists that the child is fine! Don't worry at all, Hyrule. They genuinely won't get any burns from standing directly on top of the campfire! they aren't a normal hylian child, they actually kinda need fire to stay alive and rain isn't good for them, it puts out their light. now I'm imagining angst with rain oh no-

the sky child (who would probably be a veteran who's been around a long time and was probably exploring out of bounds areas and somehow managed to get to Hyrule. whoops) is kinda confused but up for exploring this vast realm and find mc and they just. adopt this weird not-a-spirit-yet person who kind of has light too? so maybe a moth? (affectionate term for new players gicitdkgdigditdoyd)

and when the sky child first meets the chain, they are probably just freaking out over their clothes lol. cosmetics and basically dress up is a very big part of the game and the sky child would not be above begging to get their hands on their own really pretty blue scarf, black pelt, cool looking armour, etc etc.

So the sky child is super caring and protective over mc. they would probably bite legend at some point lmao. they can just sense the bad vibes from him! They don't really understand it, but legend doesn't like their moth, and obviously they won't stand for any slander so they bite :D (even if there could be a communication barrier because they can't speak the language, only HÖNK)

side note, I'm actually writing a crossover fic for linked universe and Sky:COTL. can you tell that i've been losing my mind over them??

Shameless plug in to my amazing friend @sketchyspook who has their very own Sky Linksona that y'all should check out!!

God I haven't played Sky in so long PIUFGP

Now back to the ask

I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH IT'S SO CUTE- Player adopts a little child is one of my favourite genres honestly. LET THEM BE A PARENT!!! Running around and trying to take care of their kids they're gonna be in aches and pains at the end of it all PIUGFPI

ALSO THE SKY CHILD BITING LEGEND I'M LAUGHING- REFUSING TO LET GO AND BEING SWUNG ABOUT AS PLAYER WATCHES WITH A SMIRK

Very happy after it all, sitting on Player's lap while Legend glares across the camp and they honk happily

#cloud answers #violetregrets1837

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cinemastyles-backup · 7 months

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Live in Studio

Summary: Y/n is a photographer that was chosen to photograph Harry's live studio session

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language,heavy flirting, studio sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, scratching biting, oral, fingering, general filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

HS1 HARRY

I pack up my camera and make sure I have everything that I need before I head out. I walk to the bathroom and give myself one last look over before I smirk and shake my head.

I walk out and grab my bag, keys and text Harry.

Me: Hey I'm on my way.

I walk out to my car and get in, setting my bag gently on the seat.

Harry: Can't wait to see you. Drive safe.

I bite my lip and stare at my screen before I decide to just set my phone down.

I've known Harry for a while now, but I'm still honored to be his photographer for his live studio session. His energy is unmatched and I know we'll have lot of fun today.

——

I pull up to the studio and park. I grab my phone and smile as I reread Harry's text.

Me: I'm here. Getting my stuff around and I'll be in.

I get out and walk around to the passenger side when suddenly I feel a presence approaching.

"Need any help?" Harry asks leaning against my car door. I look over at him and smile, "I think I'm good, thanks." I bend over to grab my bag and double check to make sure nothing fell out.

"Nice view you're giving me, y/n."

I look at him over my shoulder and smile, "Only for you." I wink and laugh as he raises his eyebrows a couple times.

"So." I lean back up and look at him, "Am I just taking pictures? Pictures and videos? What's the plan?" I shut my car door and Harry shrugs, "Whatever feels right to you, love."

I tilt my head slightly, fighting off a very NSFW comment.

"Okay." I smile and he shakes his head, "You were thinking what I was thinking." I roll my eyes, "Sure I was, Styles." He steps in front of me and looks down at me, "I want you to hang back after the session. You know, so we can go over the pictures and videos you take."

I nod slowly, "Mm, okay. Sounds like I can do that."

"Good. Good. Now let's get in there before I keep them waiting any longer." He opens the door for me and his hand lands on my lower back as he follows closely behind me through the door.

"Harry." I smile. He quickly slides his hand down and grabs my ass before running to open the other door while laughing.

"Harold!" I smirk as I glare at him. He smiles, "Can't help it." He opens the door for me and I walk in, greeting everyone.

I've already met everyone in this room, a few times actually.

"Alright. Who's ready to rock and roll?" Harry asks as he claps his hands.

He grabs his guitar and I grab my camera. I start to snap pictures as he strums, closing his eyes to focus more.

I check the picture and I look back up and he's looking at me with a smile on his face. I quickly snap his picture and stick my tongue out at him.

He shakes his head laughing and walks up to the mic, getting ready to sing.

I make my way around the studio, snapping pictures of the band, Harry, the instruments when not in use, when in use, everything.

I take a video of Harry's hands as he plays his guitar.

Fuck, his hands turn me on. I clear my throat and look down at the photo, biting my lip as I rewatch it.

"Oh for fucks saaaaaaake." Harry yells. I look up and laugh, "What the hell?" He laughs and walks over to me. He presses his body against mine as his hand brings my camera up, "That's a good shot of Mitch, don't you think?"

He looks up and motions for Mitch to come over. He shows him the picture and he nods, "Nice, nice."

"Thanks." I take my camera back, "Get to work, Styles." I tease and take a picture of the studio.

"Maybe later we can put that camera to a better use." He whispers into my ear. I can feel my cheeks getting hot.

I don't speak because I know if I try to, I'll just babble like an idiot.

I look up at him and nod. He smirks and walks back over to his mic. He chats with his band mates for a few minutes.

He starts to snap quickly and laughs. I whistle to get his attention and he looks back at me, still snapping, and smiles.

I look at the picture and smile.

They continue to play songs, and joke around and I continue to do what I've been doing, taking pictures and casually flirting with Harry.

"Will you hold me tight and don't let go." Harry sings in a high pitched, almost unrecognizable tone. I laugh and shake my head.

——

"Alright. That's a wrap for today." Harry claps, "Thank you all for being here today." He gives his little I'm grateful for you speech, "Thank you."

I sit down on the couch and click through the pictures. Admiring how good Harry looks in all of them.

"Admiring how good I look, are we?" He sits down next to me.

"Um, no." I lie. He stares at me, leaning forward slowly until I look at him, "Fine." I sigh, "I was." He smirks, "I couldn't keep my eyes off of you either today."

"I had to look at you." I tease with a laugh. He laughs and lays his arm behind me, leaning over to rest his chin on my shoulder, "Let's have a look, shall we?"

I grab my laptop from my bag and pop the card from my camera into it.

I focus on my screen, making sure to click on the right one, "Yes Harold?" I turn my head slightly to him.

"Nothing, I'm just.. admiring how beautiful you are when you're focused."

His words make my cheeks hot and I smile, "Thanks?" I smile and shake my head slightly, looking back at the computer screen.

"Wait." He lays a finger on my screen, "What was that?"

"What was what?" I question even though I know exactly what he's talking about.

His hands. The video I took of his hands while he plays guitar.

He leans closer and a smirk grows on his face, "My hands, huh?" I close my eyes and nod slowly, "Mhm." He chuckles, "Really?"

I look over at him, "Yeah. Yeah. I love your hands now can we move past that?" I click the down arrow a few times and try to keep my composure.

"You know.." Harry moves hair off my neck and lets it fall down my back, "We can look at this a little late.." his finger traces a line up and down the side of my neck.

I bite my lip and all in one quick motion, my lap top is set on the floor and I'm on top of Harry. My lips on his and his hands gripping my hips.

I slowly grind against him, feeling his already semi-hard cock grow harder.

"Fuck." He groans lowly against my lips.

I kiss down his neck and nibble gently. "Y/N." He gasps out sliding a hand up my arm. "You like that?" I whisper in an innocent tone.

He looks at me, his eyes growing dark with hunger. He pulls me in and kisses me. His hands slide down and pull my shirt up and off my body perfectly.

His mouth connects with the top of my chest, leaving little bite marks all over.

"Harry." I whimper tangling my fingers in his hair. He looks up at me, chin rested on my chest, "You like that?" He mocks me.

I'm too into it to care, "So much."

He smirks and continues to do it as he unbuttons my jeans. I tilt my bead back as he slides his hand in between my skin and the fabric of my underwear.

His lips linger and gently brush my skin as he gently rubs my clit in small circles.

I grip his shoulders and look down at him.

"Feel good?" He smirks, "looks like it does."

I nod, "Y-yes."

He slips his hand out and tugs my jeans. I lay back and he pulls them off. I go to lay my head back but he taps my leg once time, "Uh-huh. Watch."

I nod and lean up on my elbows, watching him slide a hand up and down my leg. He pushes my legs apart and I watch as he slides his fingers up and down my slit, his fingers shining with my slick.

"Have you been this wet the whole time?" He asks kissing my knee, "You're soaked." He slips a finger in. My eyes stay focused on his hand, slowly pumping in and out of me.

I let out a moan and fight to close my eyes.

He adds another finger and his rings push against my skin, "You feel so good around my fingers, baby." He leans down and sucks on my clit, causing my legs to jolt.

I lay a hand on his head and tilt my head back, letting out a loud moan.

"Harry.. I-I.." he groans against me, lips still attached to me. He moves his fingers faster, building me up to cum quicker.

I squeeze my thighs against his head, gasping as I clench around his fingers, "Fuck. Fuck. Shit." I pant, "Harry."

He pulls his fingers out and brings them up to my mouth. I instantly open and wrap my lips around them, licking as much of myself off as I can.

He watches me intently with his lips slightly parted.

I lean my head back and smile at him. He moves up and slowly slides his hand around my neck, squeezing gently.

He kisses me, taking my lower lip between his teeth. His bite gradually getting harder along with the tightness of his hand around my neck.

I let out a small whimper and he brushes his nose against my cheek, "I'm going to make you feel so good."

He leans up and slips his black T-shirt off his body. He undoes his jeans and pushes them down. He spits into his hand and locks with with me as he pumps his cock a few times.

He sits down and nods for me to come over to him.

I get up and straddle him, slowly sinking down onto him. I let out a moan and rest my head against his, "You had me thinking about this all day." His hand makes it way to my neck again and his other lays on the center of my back.

"Been thinking about it since the last time we fucked." I smirk and start to move my hips, rocking and rolling then forward and back. Moaning at how fucking good he feels inside of me.

"That's it baby. Use me." He lays his head back, eyes still on me. His hand grips at the skin on my back and he eases up on his grip on my throat. He runs a finger up and down my neck as I fuck myself on him.

"Fuck, Harry." I moan look down at him. He bites his lip and his hands travel to my hips, gripping them as I bounce.

"Fuck, yeah baby, that's it." He moans while thrusting his hips up to meet mine. I grab the back of the couch for leverage and push myself all the way down on him as I clench.

"You're so hot when you cum, y/n." He pulls me down and kisses me, "Switch?"

I nod and he lifts me off of him. I'm still on my knees, leaning on the back of the couch when Harry grabs my hips and slaps a hand against my cheek.

"My beautiful little slut." He whispers as he drags a finger down my spine.

He slides in, agonizingly slow.

I rest my head against the couch, moaning as he thrust, "Harry. Harry. Fuck." I throw my head back and meet my body with each of his thrusts.

"Fuck, you always take me so good." His thumbs run my hips, "So fucking good."

I reach down between my legs, circling my clit with my fingers.

"Fuck, that's so hot." He groans, "Fuck."

"M'gonna cum again." I gasp, "Fuck. Fuck." I grab the back of the couch with both hands, letting my head hang down between my arms.

I let out a scream of pleasure as I cum around him again.

He tries to hold out but his thrusts get sloppy fast, and he pulls out, letting go onto my back and ass.

He stands there for a few moments and goes to grab one of the small towels that are rolled up on the shelf.

"Don't move." He says before wiping up the mess he made.

I slowly roll my body over and lay on the couch, looking up at him with a smile.

"What?" He asks gathering our clothes.

"You didn't use the camera." I pout.

He shrugs and walks over to me. He leans down, "Looks like we'll have to take it home with us." He smirks and kisses me.

"I guess we will."

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anatheyma · 14 days

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Oh, it's not about feeling wanted, actually. I like to hear it because it's coming from you. It reminds me that you find me as interesting as I find you. It's not easy for me to find a way to relax. Most of the time I just bear with my stress, but if I really feel like I need to relax I mostly play violin or chello.

You're amusing. Like in every meaning of the word. You're charming, easygoing and naturally give the feeling that you're worthy of trust. You look like someone that has a lot of layers and a lot of things to discover. You are weird and unique and have, in my opinion, a really strong sense of being. You're just yourself. I want to embrace even the worst part of you. The fact that we can understand each other is mainly just a bonus. I'm sure that a lot of people will tell you that they feel drawn to you but I can ensure you that is not in the same way as me. Not to be arrogant, though. Or... cheesy.

Well, yes, you're right about that. I'm good with children and the old ladies love me, but usually other men see me as a "threat". A lot of guys try to compete with me in the building I work because they see me as a potential rival. I guess that's what fragile masculinity do to cisgender men, hah.

I have a collection of taxidermy animals and pinned insects. I'll probaby show them to you someday! I feel like you would really like them.

I also heard you live with your roommate, are you in a different city than your family?

–🦴

oh, that's just as fair of a reason. and cute! <3

hmm it can be hard to find ways to relax, yeah... glad you still have something to help you out! i've heard violin is not one of the easiest instruments to learn! makes you once again more interesting.

these compliments... you're making me melt 🥺 so fucking sweet of you <3 i appreciate them, really, made me feel better about myself right now. i'm glad i come off as easygoing and trustworthy, those are both traits i value myself. and it means a lot to me to hear someone would appreciate the worst parts, too. don't worry about being cheesy btw. that's allowed here!

would you look at that, we have yet another thing in common! well. kind of? old ladies tend to go crazy over me. usually tell me i have pretty eyes or curls. makes me feel like an actual puppy :3 i'm okay with kids too ig? not that good at being responsible for one, but they usually like my company. if we don't count my roommate's little brother who used to be terrified of me 😭 but yeah, i've heard that before. fragile masculinity seems to be a plague among cisgender men, sadly. they can't compete with you i'm sure.

taxidermy animals are so cool, i would love to see them someday! and the pinned insects!

yes, i've been living with my roommate since i was about 19. so, a little less than three years. they're my best friend and i've known them since 2016. i moved cities back in 2021 due to wanting to live in the same city as my partner at the time, but that didn't work out. so! yeah! now i've been living 300km away from my hometown where my family still lives. it's been refreshing, tho. i needed to get away from all of that. definitely.

#bone anon

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Could I request Lucifer and Diavolo with an ice sculptor s/o sculpting a statue of them as a gift?

Lucifer and Diavolo with an ice sculptor NB! s/o

NBreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;

-He's quite amused.

-You humans are always coming up with such interesting hobbies!

-"So you like ice sculptures? Haha, that sounds interesting..! Now I wanna try it myself too!" - he giggles and then looks at you with a playful smirk - "Can I get a private lesson from you, darling?"

-He's actually curious so be prepared for a bunch of questions. Aren't you feel too cold for working with ice for long time? How you ended up with this hobby? Maybe you have photos of your work that you made before you get into Devildom?

-Diavolo always wants to know more about the human world and humans themself, but also, as it's your hobby, he is even more interested.

-If you need some craft tools for new sculpture don't be shy to ask him as he doesn't mind to spend any amount of money for your needs. Your face just so cute when he sees this little sparkles of happiness in your eyes..!

-And when one day you ask him to follow you and then show a statue of him as a present, he's so flattered.

-As a future kind of Devildom he's got used to getting many presents since childhood and he's probably a little bit spoiled but no other gift, even the most expensive one, touched his heart as much as your work.

-Thoughts about you spending so much time making something so great just for him.. It's really hard to hide his red face now, when this tickle feeling keep growing in his chest as he gently holds your hands.

-"S/o, i.. thank you.." - Diavolo looks away, feeling as his heart start beating faster and faster - "It's a little bit hard to put all joy that I feel right now in words, but I'm really appreciate your gift and all this effort you put in this.. I love you.."

-Maybe he can't explain it with words, but maybe some kisses will help him to show his gratitude?

-So.. Ice sculptures?

-"I'm quite surprised, s/o.." - he can't help but smirk, looking at your precious face - "Someone like you working with ice.. Every time I touching your hands it's feels like I can feel the warmth of your heart through skin.. Don't you afraid to melt all your works with that pretty arms?"

-He's actually happy that you have something you put your passion on and always ready to support you.

-So expect some little presents, just some instruments and devices that can help you. Lucifer wants you to be happy here, in Devildom, so helping you with your hobby is just small amount of things he's ready to do for you.

-And when you tell him that today you gonna be the one to surprise him with a present, he's amused. You make him homemade cookies? Maybe bought something small and cute?

-He didn't expect to see himself as a sculpture, so he would be a stunned for a moment. Did you actually made this all be yourself? It's amazing..

-Oh how much Lucifer wants to act in his causal playful behavior, but he can't. Despite he's teasing comment before you didn't melt this ice. But his heart? Yeah, totally.

-"I.. I don't have any words.." - he mumble with furrowed brows. Just why he can't control this blush on his cheeks? - "That's was really heartful from your side, s/o, thank you.. I think I will never forget this present, even after centuries.. I love you.."

-Mm? Did you just said your hands now a little bit cold? Oh, don't you worry and get closer to Lucifer, as he have some ideas how to warm you up and also how to return the favor..

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