Here's a cool visual: imposter reader hiding in the chasm or in a really deep cave to try and sleep for a bit, only to wake up to see there is cor lapis surrounding them like a shield. The stones have grown and formed from the ground the god laid on, and they have warped themselves into a beautiful barrier. The land knows it's god, and will use anything it has to protect them. -sibling anon
woag you’re so right
you knew the chasm wasn’t safe, per se, but it’s the safest part of liyue. you could move into sumeru, or up north into lumberpick valley, or… even into the underground mines if worst comes to worst.
you pick a cave at random, seeing the sun begin to edge towards the cliffs of the chasm. you’d quickly learned that it was alarmingly easy to fall off the swirling cliffs, so you’d been turning into tunnels to take shelter. most were abandoned, save for a geo slime or two, and those never seemed to bother you.
today was… a long day. millelith had nearly pinned you in your last tunnel, forcing you to run for most of the day. it was hot, apparently creeping on spring, a fact that helped you since the millelith overheated quickly while also hurting since you didn’t have any way to cool off that didn’t leave you vulnerable.
so you wriggled to the very back of this tunnel, relishing the cool air trapped in the dark corners. after a quick look to make sure nobody was here and that there were no slimes tucked anywhere, you finally settled on the floor. normally you’d try and scrounge around for some cloth so you weren’t lying straight on stone, but today you were tired.
so, so tired.
you awoke to the sound of muffled shouting.
yours eyes were heavy, unwilling to open, but you forced them to anyway. you werent safe, not here, not…
you blinked at your surroundings.
large, orange crystals had formed around you, jutting up sharply towards the rest of the tunnel, a large wall of it cutting off your exit.
you sat up, the smooth stone cool against your hand. the wall seemed to scatter and crest where it met the ceiling, as if it had raised in a hurry and was now preparing to fall. yet, it wasn’t the rock that was angry.
on the other side of the wall, warped by the crystal, were blurry figures of—if you had to guess—millelith. occasionally one would raise a hand and bang against the stone, but they seemed more confused than irritated.
you carefully put a hand to the crystal, right where one of them had theirs. could they not see you?
the soldiers spoke amongst each other as if your hand wasn’t even there, even though you could see when they put their hands to it easily.
as you watched, they left, and you let your hand fall. before your eyes, the crystal wall crumbled, sinking back into the earth.
you stared where the wall just was.
what was happening?
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(⭐️updating this cuz I got more to say)
Yeah… so I have some things to say abt the psa post…please read/srs
I know many won’t bother to read it but for those who do, thank you ❤️
First of all, I would like to apologize to those I made uncomfortable w/ my content in the main murder drones tag
But I would like to emphasize that I am NOT associated with ANY tk feti$h and never will be as you can see from the picture below (this is from my pinned post btw, you can check it out if you don't believe me https://www.tumblr.com/leefl00f/719158053998673920/hello-as-you-all-seen-my-blog-name-im?source=share):
There is a reason why I put that on my pinned. Tickling is not a k!nk or a feti$h to me
I hate this stuff as much as you guys, but it’s still no excuse for me or anybody to make a people uncomfortable. I like tickling bc it’s a comfort for me, not bc of that :(
Just like the PSA, a friendly reminder to also check the blog’s description or pinned post if that is the case
Like many other things that bring joy to us, tickling is also a comfort for some people here (me included).
Some of us think of it as fun and light hearted. It can also be a copping mechanism as well.
I just like to write abt and share it to you guys, never for $exual desires (it’s disgusting)
I might have more to say but I just want to emphasize abt this part as well, I might update later.
But from now on, I will not use the main MD tag for my content. (This will possibly be my last post on the tag)
Again I’m so sorry that I made you guys uncomfortable and I will do better, but just know, I am NOT a fet!sh blog and NEVER will be
if it makes you all feel better, just block me
⭐️(updated the tags btw there’s more please read/srs)
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Here’s the thing: I knew if my roommate, boyfriend, and I wrote fanfic or something together it would be something strange and beautiful and terrible. Every so often we bounce this one idea back and forth that took a Development last night, and I’ll be remiss if I don’t TRY to write it down:
The Rani is still kicking. She’s fine— She has a few different little robot companion types, a few little pets, and a rotating cast of people to tinker with and fuck up. Recently, she goes “huh, you know who I kind of miss?[neg] The Master. What a little bitch. He’s probably aggressively easy to genetically recreate.”.
The Doctor and the Master are off having a little bitch off somewhere. TARDISes parked somewhere else. Sick. The Master’s TARDIS is presumably abandoned in the Rani’s head, and the Doctor’s was convenient to locate alongside it. Rani takes them. She DOES recreate the Master, in a way. He’s got his own face and something definitely went wrong. This man is a cartoon villain going through an identity crisis. This man is loaded with memories and trauma that isn’t exactly his own while he Learns How To Do. He’s also Griffin McElroy. Something went wrong. Meet the Griff!ster.
He both leaves and sort of is let go by the Rani when she’s like “oh you came out wrong. and I DO still hate your company even when you’re not a clone. neat. you can leave.” He does. Presumably with the Master’s TARDIS. The Griff!ster then happens upon two human men who’s brother is on vacation. He doesn’t quite adopt them, but Justin and Travis also don’t… Leave him alone. The Griff!ster wants to do something fucked up and evil for his own sake, and Justin and Travis redirect him in a desperate attempt to keep people safe, but also Let This Guy Cook: Hey man, what if we just like… Turn Chicago into a giant ball pit?
Meanwhile the Doctor and the Master are just… In Heathrow Airport (and other various airports and bus stops). In one of the worst human inventions ever: airports and commercial airplanes. Time is moving slowly and linearly and everything keeps getting delayed and redirected. They are now exhausted in a way they’ve never experienced, and going a little insane, and are entirely reliant on the other to keep from doing that so they can go and retrieve their fucking time machines. They have to talk.
We haven’t gotten to the solutions part yet HOWEVER. Roommate and I are both fully committed to actually writing this even as a little house project. I’m so tickled by it.
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Been following you for a while and I wish you wouldn’t hate Sarah J. Maas. She’s my favorite author and I don’t think I can continue following you or supporting you while you hate on her. I’ll miss your fics but they aren’t worth it.
don’t even worry about it, you do what’s best for you. i’m all for curating the content you want to see on your blog. if seeing my blog or my dislike of someone you enjoy upsets you and you need to unfollow then please do! block me if you need to! i won’t ever be upset or angry if someone decides to unfollow/block me, that’s what those options are there for!
fandom is meant to be fun, and if you aren’t having fun on my blog then it’s okay to not interact with me! it’s okay to just unfollow or block people because you don’t like one of their posts or you don’t like their vibe or they don’t like one of your favorite authors! i’ve blocked people for less before, it really doesn’t have to be that deep!
and that goes for any blogs/people you may come across on here and other social medias. create your spaces to make you feel comfortable, curate your content to what you want to see! and don’t ever feel bad for doing so! it’s your blog, do what you need to do to make it a safe space for yourself.
….but i do have to genuinely ask, what were you expecting when you followed a blog with the title “sarah j maas hate account”?
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