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poonamranius · 2 years

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fruitsoups · 1 year

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Astrid meets the visietor, Darling

By H Josephine Giles

Astrid’s sketchan the yoles at a pierheid on Central, cosh i’the neuk anunder a pilot light, whan Darling, no lukkan, snappers atwart her, dingan her styluses ower the skitey deck o the pier. Thay waatch the gadjets hurl intae the clifts, Darling speldered intae Astrid’s skirt.

Darling’s haep o sorries an offers o credit is as gabsie as Astrid’s reassurance is blate. “I wirno uissan thaim. Better ithoot.” Darling trys tae mak the fykie transietion fae shock tae blether wi “Are you visiting too?” an gars somtheen a weys more precious gang.

But wi the offer o tea, Astrid gies tae Darling whit sheu’s waantan: lowses the vouels in her spaekeen, nods an smiles whan Darling yatters on aboot community, the community, fills the visietor’s lugs wi the new aaldness o her staetion haem, spaeks whit sheu disno ken.

An eftir, eftir tea turns tae spirits, kennan her ploys is waatched by ivry lighter i’the Hoose, cheussan no tae mynd, seean the meanan o the lunt in Darling’s een, carean that sheu disno care, sheu laaghs at the dunt o the invitaetion an follows the wife.

Thir touchan’s stimmerie joy, trivvlan, agglan, airtan, error, hixan, delight. Thay both ken the movs an maan unlairn them noo fer this new body’s waas, windows, doars. Astrid taks a guff o Mars again, an Darling, discovry. Thir tongs tak a gless.

Than eftir, whan the cruisies brighten tae morneen, wi Darling yet sleepan, Astrid busks an leuks fae porthole tae bunk, fae the tide tae Darling’s hair, an speirs o the gods, at dinno exist, if thir both fund whit thay waant, or need, or no, or if thir maed hid, or if hid ivver metters.

Astrid meets the visitor, Darling

Astrid is sketching the boats at a pierhead on Central, snugquiethappyintimate in the nook under a pilot light, when Darling, not looking, stumblestammers across her, knocking her styluses over the slippery deckfloor of the pier. They watch the gadgets speedthrowrolldrive into the crackchinks, Darling spreadsplit over Astrid’s lap. Darling’s many apologies and offers of credit are as voluble as Astrid’s reassurance is shydiffident. “I wasn’t using them. Better without.” Darling tries to make the trickyfussyrestless transition from shock to talkchatramble with “Are you visiting too?” and causeforces something more precious to go. But with the offer of tea, Astrid can perform for Darling what she wants: loosens the vowels in her speech, nods and smiles as Darling rambles about community, the community, fills the visitor’s ears with the new oldness of her station home, tells her what she doesn’t know. And later, after tea becomes spirits, knowing her actiondecisiongames are watched by every lighter in the House, choosing not to rememberknowreflectwill, seeing the meaning of the flamesparklight in Darling’s eyes, caring that she does not care, she laughs at the shockchancestrike of the invitation and follows the woman. Their touch is stumblestammering joy, fumblefiddling, messdirtconfusion, searchfinding, error, laughhiccuping, delight. They both know the moves and must unlearn them now for this new personbody’s walls, windows, doors. Astrid tastes a stinkpuffsnortnonsense of Mars again, and Darling, discovery. Their tongues drink. Then later, when the lamps brighten to morning, with Darling still asleep, Astrid dressprepares and looks from porthole to bedbunk, from the seatimetide to Darling’s hair, and asks of the gods, who do not exist, if they have both found what they want, or need, or not, or if they have created it, or if it ever matters.

from Deep Wheel Orcadia

#god i love this book so much #might pivot to just being a deep wheel orcadia fanblog tbh #deep wheel orcadia #dwo #h josephine giles

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girlygguk · 1 year

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fame - jjk (two)

pairing ; idol!jk x idol!oc.

synopsis ; aera; the main dancer in one of the biggest k-pop groups in the world, Siren. debuting in 2014, it was nothing but immense hard work and perseverance (and being on the absolute verge of disbandment), but she and the four girls that grew to become her sisters pulled through. they did it. now they're performing at some of the most significant arenas and stadiums worldwide. meeting a cheeky, flirtatious and annoyingly gorgeous fellow idol that threatens to break down every wall of protection she's built around herself was not part of the plan. her career has always come first, having sacrificed and jeopardised many relationships and friendships in her journey to debut. so why does this time feel different?

story warnings ; smut, explicit language, violent & possibly triggering scenes.

chapter warnings ; explicit language

word count ; 2200+

a/n: genuinely can't explain what their as i told you performance did to me. life. changing.

previous parts ; prologue | one | two | drabble1 | three | four | ...

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♫ siren's performance song♬

☽ aera's stage outfit ☾

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📅 MARCH 2016

📍MBC Gayo Daejejeon 2016

The members of Siren were huddled backstage, the audience's screams for the current artists performing blared in their eardrums. A bottle of water is being passed around their semi-circle, the girls clambering for a final spout of hydration as the time to infiltrate the stage nears. Aera fixed the microphone taped to her left cheek, a smile gracing her lips as she stared at their maknae that was currently jumping on the spot. "I'm so nervous," Ha-Joon cried out, her jumping in place developing into a stationary jog.

Moving towards the youngest, Aera began to copy her actions and jogged lazily in circles around her. They both couldn't stop giggling, and it wasn't until Nali bumped them softly with her elbow to gain their attention that they pulled to a halt. A stage director hurriedly worked towards them, ushering them with sweeping motions. "Let's go, girls; you're next!" He hollered, and they all but began sprinting in his direction.

The automatic stage door illuminated with their group's signature colour, and Aera's brow raised in surprise as she tried not to be shocked. Their company director barely splurged on stage decoration when they performed, usually apologetic to the girls as they often had to settle with the default decoration given to all groups. She brushed it off, figuring the music festival organisers had taken pity on them and given them some pretty lights or something.

The MC's voice blared over the speaker, announcing their group's name, and smiles covered the girl's faces when they heard sparse cheers in the crowd. Then, finally, the doors opened, and the lights dimmed slightly as they walked onto the stage. The intro to the song played over the speakers, and the adlibs they had recorded in their own voices echoed throughout the atmosphere. The audience clapped while they migrated into position and surrounded Hanna for the opening verse.

"Nunan neomu yeppeoseo. Namjadeuri gaman an dwo." Han-na sang sultrily, the movements of her members enveloping her as they revolved around their leader during her line. The girls floated around the stage as they sang, taking their moment in the limelight as they each stood forward while singing their parts.

Nali belted the last line of the pre-chorus, and Aera moved from the outer edge of their formation to the centre, their footwork aligning. The crowd erupted into high-pitched screams as her hand fell into her pocket according to the choreography, hips swaying with the beat, her other hand moving in figure eights around her waist. "Replay, replay, replay", Aera sang, their adaptation of the choreography not going unnoticed by the audience as they burst into cheers.

Aera's head snapped swiftly towards Grace as they transitioned into the next verse, and they both swapped positions, the rest of Siren dancing in unison as Grace moved to the centre and serenaded the crowd.

Joon had finished her line in the second chorus, and the girls had reached the bridge. The crowd was still going wild, cheering at their performance in glee, and it didn't help Aera's pounding heart as she sang her adlibs over Hanna's line. Her dance break was in the final chorus. Aera prided herself on not getting nervous when performing. She didn't break a sweat during their debut stages. She didn't even bat an eyelid during the final stages of their trainee debut elimination. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that this stage was different, that this performance of theirs could make or break their career. Siren had acquired a few, very, very few, dedicated fans that they could always count on to support them over the past almost two years since their debut. They just didn't know if they'd get another chance to perform at a place like this again, and she didn't want to be the reason they kissed that chance goodbye.

"—maeumeul badeul su eomneunji",Nali sang the final note of the bridge, and the lights flickered; the other members of Siren maneuvering backwards as Aera sprung to the front. The instrumental remix blared through the speakers surrounding the stage, and the audience erupted into the loudest screams the girls had ever heard. The enhanced instrumental that Han-na had spent an entire day perfecting bounced off the walls as their main dancer fell to her knees in part of the choreography. Gripping her hair, she hit the ground on the beat, and her fellow members fell to their knees in unison. Feeling the vibration of the music through the stage, Aera lifted her upper body and rattled with every beat. The audience chanted on every offbeat, and Aera made sure to jolt her hips in motion with their screams.

Hanna slammed into the chorus at the instrumental break's end, and the supporting girls stood as she sang. Aera leaned back, her thighs flat against her calf, positioning her feet on the ground and lifting upright without using her hands. The crowd was going ballistic, and she almost let her smile peek through but refused as to keep her stage persona active. The five girls twirled into a line, leaning over each other as they harmonised on the last chorus, Ha-Joon leading it vocally.

Moving into a triangular formation, the members of Siren started to shuffle back and forth while they hummed the outro, a tribute to the original Replay choreography, and they relished in the cries of the crowd as they spotted the familiar moves. "Jinsildoen sarangui maeumeul", Aera sang the song's final line as the members fell into their ending pose.

Loud cries flared from the crowd as the last syllable left her lips, submerging the noise of her and her sisters' heavy breathing. Aera's chest heaved as she looked around the audience while they jumped and applauded. A few moments passed, and Hanna was the one to snap the girls out of their daze, standing straight and grasping the hand of Nali, who was on her left. The rest of the members followed suit and conjoined hands, giving the audience a bow and big gummy smiles before yelling back thankyous as they jogged backstage.

Han-na held the curtain once the members had made it down the stairs to exit the stage, and they barrelled through, jumping up and down in exuberance. Aera and Ha-Joon were caught in a playful punch-up, trying to exert some of the exhilaration coursing through their bodies after performing.

Five heads turned to the left, vision fixating on the same stage director from earlier approaching them. He had just finished ushering another act onto the stage that Siren had just dismounted, and it wasn't long before he reached them. "Amazing job, girls, you killed it! This way, we need to get you seated." He praised, clipboard in hand as he used it to wave them toward the stools perched along the edge of the stage. A unanimous cloud of shock blew throughout the members, not realising they were organised to watch the rest of the acts perform tonight.

Han-na recovered first, nodding in gratitude and leading the flock as she followed the man clad in black attire, the rest of her members following hastily behind. They looped through the equipment and workers backstage until they reached a side door leading to an area with seats set up in bunches parallel to the stage. Aera's eyes widened a fraction of an inch as she spotted so many familiar and famous idols already seated, whose gazes were transfixed on the artists' mounting the stage.

The director was in front, leading them past the rest of the groups to get to their assigned seats. The members of Siren were in awe, bowing to every single person as they passed, receiving cheesy smiles and bows in return. "Well done!", "Hwaiting!" and various other soft praises filled their ears as they migrated through the walkway, making Aera suddenly worried about not choosing the water-proof version of her mascara.

They reached the brightly coloured seats and chimed a chorus of "gamsahabnida" to the stage director as they situated themselves. Aera swore she heard a subtle "cute" being muttered to her right, and as she turned, her breath caught in her throat. There, sat confidently on her right, were the five members of Shinee, their godly features causing the saliva in her mouth to dissipate. Losing all her ability and sense of sound, she could only continuously bow in her chair with wide eyes and raised brows. The laugh of Taemin caught the attention of the rest of Siren, and when their focus turned to the right, Nali's loud gasp echoed throughout the tiny shared space. Following their leading dancer, the girls looked like lunatics bowing in unison, elatedly greeting their seonbaenims.

"You guys were awesome. Better than the original." Taemin cheesed, the rest of his group nodding in delight as they watched the gob-smacked women furiously shake their heads.

"Never. Never." Ha-Joon croaked, still taken aback that a group that she and her sisters idolised were even attempting to converse with them, let alone compliment them.

"We're honoured that you chose to cover one of our songs. You girls are so talented, truly. Hwaiting", their leader spoke with sincerity and a breathtaking smile, and that was the knot on the noose for Aera. The spotlights in the stadium started to flicker green, blue and white slides spreading over the stage screens, and it took the ear-piercing screams of the audience to shake Aera out of her daze.

Making a mental note to profusely thank the gorgeous men to her right and maybe wail a long speech about how she idolises them and loves them dearly later; her focus is now on the stage in front of them as the following group piles on. The audience, and even many idols, were going crazy before the act had even sung a word, and it didn't take long for Aera to realise why—watching as the six men instantly took over the entire room. Her eyes scattered around them, confused about who to focus on. She did not have control over her vision when they fell to their knees. She couldn't stop staring at the guy in the middle, the large orange J on his sweatshirt blinking back at her.

She knew of BTS; of course, she did. All her sisters and, without a doubt, everybody in this room knew BTS. Aera was a dancer, and J-Hope and Jimin were some of the greatest dancers in their industry. She fucking knew who they were. She admired their journey, struggle and story, knowing they worked extremely hard to get where they are now and deserve every loud, god-awful screech in this stadium.

Her eyes fixated on J-Hope; watching his seamless and perfected movement on stage satiated her inner-dance self. She tried not to lose focus, but her eyes trailed to the stupid orange J again and again. She watched as the scruffy brunette serenaded the crowd, earning himself cheers and cries that weren't helping her fixation whatsoever. He slid across the stage, executing every line and every move with confidence like he knew he had the gaze of everybody in the room.

Jimin moved to the centre, his blonde hair swaying as he grooved along to the music, the rest of his members following suit after a beat. Aera exhaled as she focused on the blonde in the middle, dancing along to the song in her seat with her sisters. The dance break was sultry and addicting, and the girls clapped along with the crowd chanting 'BTS' wholesomely.

It was when Aera finally settled and could watch the other members for once when orange J looped through to the centre. She cursed as her eyes focused back on him like they had been waiting for it all along. "—nan hangsang jejarie", Jungkook polished their performance with a final note before spinning and dropping to his knees.

The crowd went absolutely insane, Aera almost lifting her hands to her ears before deciding against it and standing with her sisters. They cheered for the six members as they held their pose, claps and whistles floating throughout the stadium. She watched as they thanked the audience with big, humble grins before dismounting the stage. Aera's gaze never left orange J as she saw him glance towards the right, where she and the other idols were situated, but not letting his eyes reach the direction fully. Climbing to his knees, he joined his hyungs as they scattered backstage in glee.

"They just had to fucking go after us?" Asami snivelled, still clapping as she watched them disappear. Her members cackled, Han-na delivering a soft wack to her arm before sighing and nodding in agreement.

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yestrday · 1 year

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More body parts Muhahahahhha- venti’s cheeks on his face like you can hat his personality but you also want to pinch those cheeks

this is an old ask, okay everybody?! and plus, i also realllyyy wanna toy with this cheeky son of a gun

you might like: yan! genshin academy au hcs w/ venti

one day, you're hit with the revelation that your venti-senpai might be actually cute.

it's not like the information is anything new, to be honest. even back when you were a first-year, you've always found his delicate features extremely pleasing to the eye. but whatever cuteness he might have is overridden by his apparent laziness and eagerness to leech off other students (especially diluc and zhongli). that, and the crazy amount of trouble he always seems to bring to you.

but right now in this moment's peace, watching him strum his lyre, you can finally enjoy his pretty face. his green eyes shine with warmth as he hums along with the notes, and his lips are spread into a quiet smile that gives him both a mature yet innocent air. if you ddn’t know better, you would’ve called him an angel. alas, you’ve known the man for more than a year now.

"hmm...” you don’t realize that venti’s suddenly all up in your face, staring back at you with his cheeky grin and bright eyes. “watcha staring at, [your name]?”

without missing a beat, “you.” then you add. “about how cute you are.”

a moment of silence. then he blinks, slowly, absorbing your straight-laced reply until red creeps up to his face and steam blows out of his cheeks. “y– you sure are straightforward today!” he laughs nervously, rubbing his neck as he averts his eyes. “i didn’t quite expect that!”

your hand reaches out to cup venti’s flaming cheeks, a small squeak coming out from him, then you turn his head to face you in the eyes. his cheeks, still storing some baby fat, feel soft and squishy under your fingers. you pinch them, eliciting yet another yelp from him. “[your name]~!” he whines, speech muffled as you continue to pinch. he stares up at you with pouting eyes. “wuut are you dwoing?”

“you’re so cute, senpai,” you mutter. now, you decide to stop torturing his pinched red cheeks and massage them. “you’re always so lazy and annoying and perverted ever since i came to school, but i guess even you have your cute moments.”

“that’s so mean!” he pouts, glaring at you. “i can be hardworking too!”

“i know, i know,” you pat his cheeks. “but you don’t really show it.” you sigh, bringing your arms around his small frame and bringing your cheek to his. “haah... you’re so cute and cuddly like this...”

he giggles, leaning into your warmth. “and you’re like a big housecat. c’mere, dummy.” he places a sweet kiss on your cheek, laughing at your surprised expression and grinning fondly at you. “you’re very cute too.”

you blink in surprise, then laugh with him too. “then let’s be cute together.”

“hehe~ we already are~”

#yandere venti #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact #venti x reader #genshin impact venti #yandere x reader #genshin impact fluff #yester.writes #yester.au — academy 📓

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alchemists-eve · 4 months

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“Let’s go get dinner.” Suggested Sarah.

“Breakfast.” you corrected

Sarah placed a hand on your shoulder and shook her head. “Nah, babe.”

“At the Corner?” Damien hesitently asked, testing the water.

“Of course.” Sarah replied.

Damien groaned but nevertheless turned off the TV and went to get ready. You stretched and looked down at the stain covered clothes you were wearing. He was right, you did stink of weed. Definitely not ‘outside’ appropriate.

You threw back the last of your coffee before turning to Sarah, “Thank you,” you say in a voice intimate and small.

Damien was approaching the bathroom with his towel and products just before you shoved passed.

“Hey!” He shouted

“Tits are out!"

“You bitch!!” He scolded back.

“I need to stop smelling like weed. Won’t be too long.”

His groans grew quieter as he left.

You dropped your clothes and finally got to take a good look at your body. You were covered in burn scars. Flesh warped and transformed. Your nipples looked like half baked shrinky-dinks and your belly looked stretched and loose like you’d just given birth.

You felt for your lighter, the urge to smoke welling. Well, not the urge to smoke so much as the urge to cry, but a smoke usually helped you through that. Looking over at the empty shower, you couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by defeat.

Instead, you snatch a can of deodorant and bathed yourself in that. Throwing your clothes back on, you announce that you have freed the bathroom from your gargoilic clutches for Damien.

“Oh, okay!” he shouts from his room, with a dull tone as if you had never taken it from him.

You return to your room and try to find something to wear. All your clothes were piled on the floor, only moments ago exposed directly to your hotbox.

“Sarah!” you cry.

“Yeah babe?” she replies, relieving herself from beyond the edge of your door frame.

“My clothes stink. Can I borrow some of yours?”

The could see the cogs tick inside her head.

“I’ll do your laundry?” you bargain.

She looked over the floor blacked out by clothes and the half empty chest of draws, drained of its contents. “No you won’t. But find. The usual stuff?”

“Yes please.”

Without another word she leaves, quickly returning with a small pile of clothes: a pair of jeans, a flannel shirt, an overcoat and a bra far too large for you.

You toss her the bra back. “Nice try, but I can manage without that.”

“How cute is it though?”

“Very. And thank you.”

“Well, I figure you’re a bit traumatised. Least I can do.” She smiled sweet, “Oh,” she added. “Stop fucking with Damo. You know how he is.”

Half out of shame, but half out of a commitment to be subtler in your fucking-with, you nod and gesture for her to leave.

The weather had turned to a dull overcast, catching the orange of the evening sky. The three of your wrapped up to leave.

The walk to the Pub was pretty long, but it was a trip you were intimately familiar with. The three of your lived in the industrial district of the capital city. As you passed the brickfield, Damien spoke up. “Did you know that not all bricks are the same? A bricks deviation from the standard is measured by its Dimensional Quality Level.”

Damien always had something interesting to say about bricks.

“The category DW1 means that the height and width of a brick differs from the standard by less than 50mm.” He continued. “DW2 means there’s a difference of only 40mm. Anything larger than a DW1 is called a DWO.”

“What’s a brick that’s DWO?” You ask.

“I dunno. A rock?”

As you round the road to the Corner Pub, you’re shocked by the commotion. Voices roar and the streets shake. You all rush in to see what’s going on.

A television broadcast.

A pit opens in your stomach. You see a creature; a demon. With skin like magmatic rock that glowed in the night. Far away the beast appeared. Fire ripped from its mouth as it scorched the city.

Suddenly you were stood over Kata’s body. His empty skull staring back at you. It was blacked, and as dark as the earth around it. Embers glowed and smoke billowed.

You were frozen.

The figure you free approached before you again, emerging from beyond. You felt their warmth radiate over you as they approached.

“Thank you.” the You said.

Your heart got stuck in your throat. In a quivering voice said, “I need to go home.”

The You grinned a nasty grin. “Alright.” Your’s voice was like a cloud your thoughts were adrift on. “Come with me.”

You’s body changed. Stone grew deep within. Flesh grew thin and shined purple and grey. Skin bruised as the growing rock pushed against the boundary of You’s body. Their sides burst and then slipped away as a demon stepped free from its prison. The creature stretched deep and long for the first time in an age.

Without a thought you climbed on board. You gripped onto You tight. Their body began to glow. Their temperate grew until flames burst from where you touched them. But fire didn’t hurt anymore.

“Eartwhile.” You said.

“Yeah?” You reply.

“Erstwhile?” You’s voice was filled with panic.

Then you were back. Sarah had you by the shoulders. Slowly the voices of the Pub became distinct. “Are you okay?”

You looked back up at the Television. And there was You.

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Art by the outrageous @oni-ino

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