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xiofuu · 9 months

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Imagine being married to General Jing Yuan, knowing that there could always be a day where he doesn't return home.

Every single mission he leaves on, you consistently beg and plead to join to aid him and his soldiers along their travel, but he does not falter, firm in his choice of you staying home to aid the soldiers who could potentially get hurt as he knows that he would never fall in battle.

And every time, you believe him. You believe his sickly sweet promises and his tender kisses as he whispers his love for you and presses a kiss against your ring as if to seal the promise. It works every time.

Again, every time, he comes home to you, entering your small clinic with crocodile tears of pain as he dramatically cries of the pain that settles within his wounds on his body and how his body aches at the feeling of being a general for too long and not being your husband instead.

Until one mission.

There was always a general understanding of the planned return date of any mission. It was never the exact date, but instead, it would be between the date before and two days after.

And yet, a full week has passed.

A full week with no signs of him or his soldiers returning home. A full week of nothing being heard. A full week of no other general knowing whether he would truly come home or not. A full week without the comfortable feeling of your partner being home.

As a few more days pass, you had managed to slow the tears that would stream down your face every night as you worked within your clinic, disinfecting and ensuring that everything is in their respective spot as if it'd take your mind off of your husband who still has yet to return home.

Your mind continues to paint the images of your happy memories together, the occasional splats of red falling onto each painting as if reminding you of the potential death of your partner making your heart ache as you desperately wish for him to be okay, only to be pulled away from your thoughts as you hear the bell of the door opening ring.

"Oh, my beloved healer," The familiar voice started, your eyes widening as tears prick the corners of your eyes. "I must ask, are you able to heal my horrendous wounds?" He asked, you turning to face him as you take in his features. His eyes have dark circles under them and his head and waist were roughly bandaged as small drips of blood slipped from between his fingers, the wound unknown.

"And do you potentially have something to soothe your generals-no- your husband's aching heart?" He softly smiles toward you, knowing that you'd rip him into pieces for not being home earlier but instead, his eyes widen as tears slip past your cheeks and he walks closer, bringing you into a warm hug as his body slightly flinches in pain, your hands slowly moving up his back as you softly hug him back, your small tears soaking into his stained uniform.

He was finally home.

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chhtusyk · 7 months

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I don't really like this draw :o

But I feel the account is half dead so-

#harry potter magic awakened #hpma #harrypotter #colby frey #fischer frey #hpma oc #oc: christiane rhinedottir #colby frey x mc #oc x canon #help i don't know what i'm doing #I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DRAW ANATOMY

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buildabettermeme · 10 months

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Hi Tumblr,

I'm new, of course, and I very clearly don't know what I'm doing. How do I make italics on Tumblr?

I'm from the Reddit collapse. On Reddit you put a * before and after the part you want italicized.

I feel so .... Infantile. I also don't know how to do proper Q and A on here like on Reddit, so I'm really sorry if this is rude.

Thank you lovely Tumblr folks ❤️

#new tumblr user #reddit migration #reddit collapse #reddit defector #italics #help i don't know what i'm doing

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artistnerdstuff · 8 months

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I'm new to tumblr, so I thought I might as well post a slightly old basil art! So yeah, I draw a lot of animalified versions of characters, with my current interest being omori! Hopefully I get used to the tumblr layout lol

#omori basil #omori #omori fanart #animalified design #help I don't know what I'm doing

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maluron · 1 year

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help i have fallen down the Arcane hole and I can't get up (~500 words of "Ximena seeks out Viktor shortly post-Divorce" just because)

A strange figure made its way through the Undercity. Elderly woman, face set with purpose, bearing stately. Nobody really thought about mugging her—not out of pity: everyone down there knew at least of one example of a little grandma that was a survivor and would viciously fight back, not out of respect either: she hadn’t done anything yet to deserve it, but out some sense of reservation. She wore nice, rich clothing that screamed Topside but the hand that held her travel cloak close was half-flesh, half-shiny metallic, and when she spoke—very politely, to ask for directions to the Doctor who repaired people’s limbs’—her accent was not Piltie. Most Zaunites knew better than to just assume but one could easily make an educated guess. And nobody in their right mind would dare to butt their nose uninvited in The Machine Herald’s business, whatever business this old little lady had with him. So no mugging occured and rightful directions were given to that one house on Emberflit Alley. The wrought iron gate opened before her. "Mrs Talis. What are you doing here?" "Why Viktor, I believe it’s called a courtesy call. How have you been, my dear boy?" Courtesy goes both way and whatever the circumstances you do not let your (ex?) mother-in-law out on the porch. The Machine Herald stepped aside and let her in. He held no hostility toward her. But if she was to yell at him, better not the whole of Zaun to hear it. He and The Defender of Tomorrow would throw back and forth the worst insults and make a game of it, but to have Jayce’s Mother scold him? He would never live that down. "Mrs Talis, if you’re here on his behalf…" "Viktor. Please. no. I love my son dearly but we both know how what a subborn idiot he can be. No, I’m not here to plead with you to just take him back." Viktor gesturing for her to make herself at home in whatever corner of his workshop that would be hospitable enough. "I’ll get us some tea started." When in doubt and awkward social situations, tea was always a good answer. Fidegeting with kettle and hotplace and tea stuff gave him time to regain composure. And tea was nice. Ximena accepted the offered cup gracefully. Appreciated the warmth, the scent, the taste. Gave sincere thanks. And yet something stern remained in her eyes. No, something sad—worry remained in her eyes. "I know you both hurt each other deeply and that can’t get just… taken back and forgotten." (To say nothing of forgiven. Not matter how much they’d loved each other. Probably because they’d loved each other so much. That made the betrayal all the worst.) She reached for his hand, half-flesh meeting full-mechanic. "Now. I mean it. Tell me, cariño: how are you?"

#help i don't know what i'm doing #snowflakechallenge2023 #arcane #viktor #ximena talis #machine herald #divorce era #past jayvik because #help i'm lost #ximena talis is a kind mom-in-law #i have family feels here ok?#malu aligne des mots

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lavenderxskys · 11 months

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i'm in the mood to write a stark!reader fic with peter but i've seen mixed emotions on that in this app so i'm not sure if i should or not🤔🤔

lemme know :)

#avengers #fanfic #marvel #marvel mcu #mcu #stark reader #peter parker #spiderman #iron dad #iron man #tony stark #help i don't know what i'm doing

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roo-was-here-art · 11 months

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#Poll #Help I don't know what I'm doing #How do you even tag a poll??

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mieyeko · 1 year

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Hey kid does this thing work yet?

SPAR my saviour, yes it does :,))

#ask #help i don't know what i'm doing

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rakashifth · 1 year

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I've been getting out too much in this week, I'm not built for this all I want now is to just perish somewhere- Apart from my less-than-fantastic thoughts and my almost collapsing, I've been to a bookstore for the first time ever! It was, fabulous, fun and aesthetically beautiful to see all those books together, I also felt incredibly out of place and I think my legs almost gave out on me during my time there due to extreme social anxiety, but all in all, it was great I returned home with Eragon (the first book) and 20.000 Leagues under the Sea, the first due to recommendations (Hi Era, hi Rok), the second because I am currently reading another of Verne's books, which is Journey of the World in 80 days, and I got pretty hooked on it, so more Verne will probably be a good thing for me Oh, I also passed by my local Gamestop and got Tales of Arise used at a reasonable price, so triple win today And that was my blog about my day that nobody asked but I'm going to do regardless much more often, I guess (and hope) I'll see you next time, good night (I'm dying over here-)

#books and reading #first time reading #life blogging #help i don't know what i'm doing #but i'm doing it anyway #video games

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lenoraven · 1 year

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doing 1 free commision.

I'm no artist professional, I'm no prodigy when it comes to art. But I can do something, and I am aware that there are alot of people with ocs (espeacially in the gacha community) who have ocs and struggle to have them taken seriously, or found interesting due to the fact they don't have a proper face claim, or they struggle to find a suitable one. So I am offering to do a single, colored and shaded. Torso and up drawing of any persons oc, for free. To test 1. My abilities and 2. Make at least one person's life a little easier.

The only rules I ask for are 1. You do not claim the art as your own. 2. You inform me when using it for public purposes (it gives me a good feeling knowing that my art is satisfactory enough to be used) and 3. Do not limit my time. (Maybe it'll take 3 hours, maybe it'll take a week. It depends on my mood.)

I would provide some art examples. But I don't feel I have alot of very good colored drawings. So here are the drawings to prove the fact I can infact draw. (I used magic poser for the colored image. For your drawing I will not use magic poser. So I can't provide something exactly like that)

#art #art commisions #oc commisions #free commissions #free art #commission #art commissions #open commissions #help i don't know what i'm doing #TAKE MY GOD DAMN OFFER

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nyxnoharuhotaru · 1 year

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2nd Post

I still don't know what to say, but I was drawn to Tumblr by all of the amazing artists and the witty humor.

#help i don't know what i'm doing

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xiofuu · 9 months

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where you actively try to deny your love for the general as he chases for it.

art is by @/tecchen on twt | part one (?)

Where did this even start? When was it that your heart had decided to go against you and fall in love with the General?

No matter how many times you tried to tell yourself that this was just work, that you two were to be strictly work partners, your heart still yearned for more, wishing to be held with his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as the both of you nap in the warmth that fell through the window and onto you both.

You shake your head at the thought, your face growing warmer as your heart betrays you more and more each day as General Jing Yuan's attendant, wandering through the Exalting Sanctum as you take a break from the endless amount of work, the moon high in the sky as a navy blue blanket is cast upon the island, highlighted with soft pinks in the sky as each building shines with their lanterns, the stone path shining a soft yellow with each step you take as you step onto the wooden boards of the elevated ground, their dark hues affected with light blue as you find an empty bench to sit on, your eyes wandering as you take in the calming feel of the night.

A soft sigh leaves your lips, your heart still pounding at the thought of the lazy General as you lean back against the bench, looking up at the night sky, stars crossing the sky as you think once more, your mind focused on too many things at once.

You couldn't love him. There wasn't a way for a work relationship such as yours to work out, you believed. From him being a General and being too busy with work (or so you excused) to you being his simple attendant, only there to work alongside him on his stacking paperwork as he makes plans for other things, his small smile of apology etched into your heart as your heart pounds again.

Though, maybe it wasn't even just that. You two had so much of your lives to live, that is what the curse of the Abundance gave. So what would make him choose you to stay with?

You sigh to yourself once more, trying to push these things down as you ignore the dull ache in your heart, thinking of the events that happened within just the last week.

It started with ignoring his messages. Watching as his messages change from a business-like tone and shifting into a more flirty one before you turn off your phone, silencing it as your ignore your warming face and your heart that thumped and bumped into the painful vines of hopelessness that had grown around your heart.

Then it was the calls. The ones where he would call to tell you to gather information before coming to his office, his voice softer, him barely grumbling into the phone as you can hear that he has just woken up. Aeons, you fell hard for this man.

Afterward, it was patching up his wounds. You knew it wasn't your job, it just...was too tempting for you. Your hands softly brushing against his bare muscular arm as you wrap the bandage around it, trying your best to ignore his eyes staring at you as your touch enchants him.

Even through all of that, it led to more and more and more, leaving your heart sore from just a day's work together. His unnecessary comments of you being beautiful, his teasing of your work habits, his soft smile, his sleeping figure, his everything!

So, you opted for the easy route.

"Ignoring" his messages, "missing" his calls, "mishearing" him, and it even got to the point where you had almost told him that you'd call another woman for him. Another woman to play with just as he had been doing to you this whole time so that you could let yourself drown in the paperwork, drown in this endless pit of sorrow as your tears of heartache filled the void within your heart you wished he could fill.

But of course, this was work. He only used to fool around years ago (you hope).

Your phone buzzes, shaking you out of your thoughts as it vibrates against your hand as you look toward it, finding that it's another message from Jing Yuan.

"Can you bring us more tea when you come back?" It said, a sigh falling through your lips as you click your phone off again, standing and stretching your arms above your head as you make your way back, knowing that he had too much tea within his office already and this was just a silly message to get you to come back.

There was nothing more you could simply do out here so far in the night as you make your way back, getting in the starskiff to start making your way to his office, dreading the long long hours your heart would beat with love and shake with heartbreak.