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cricketnationrise · 6 months
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more than six sentence sunday
thanks to @kiwiana-writes for the tag (i'm devouring your new fic right after posting this)
pls accept the beginning snippet from my next Fandom Trumps Hate fic -- initially inspired by the West Wing episode, In The Shadow of Two Gunmen.
“Alex! Alex, over here!” There’s nothing quite like a rope line.  “Alex, would you sign my program?” Even after the leak, they’re energizing. They have all the immediacy of social media, but lend themselves to so much more. Sure, Alex can make waves by responding to a tweet or posting on Instagram, but he thrives on actually looking people in the eyes, shaking their hands, posing for a photo, hearing even just some small part of their lives. “Alex!” He thrives on making a connection, however fleeting.  “Let’s keep it moving, Alex,” Amy says from behind him. “I’m just giving the people what they want!” Zahra swoops in before Amy can even roll her eyes. “Get your ass to the car, kid, if you like where your nose is.” “Threaten all you want, Zee, you know you love me.” “I despise you.” “That would be a lot more believable if you didn’t insult me so much,” he teases.
open tag for anyone who wants it bc i'm nosy like that but especially @cha-melodius @leaves-of-laurelin @inexplicablymine @historicallysam @welcometololaland and @three-drink-amy for consistently tagging me in writing things even though i only respond every now and then
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ptarmic · 2 years
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i’m back home visiting my parents, how long until i lose my mind
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omppupiiras · 7 months
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yippee progress is progress, im forcing myself to finish at least one of my wips.......... 😤 but soon i'm gonna want to give up again when i hit the good old hurdle of what tf am i gonna do with the background 😭
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maraudersmary · 4 months
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Some excerpts from the fic i’m writing:)
chapter one:
‘Thank fuck for you girls, honestly, this is just what I need.’ She exclaimed whilst flopping onto the sofa tightly between Mary and Lily, her best friends who had been there for her for everything.
‘Love you too Marls, bad day?’ Mary asked with a subtle undertone of worry. She knew it had only been six months and her friends had reason to be concerned, but Marlene didn’t need to be coddled. She pushed back the slight feelings of anger, knowing that her friends were being just that, her friends, and after everything she was the luckiest girl in the world to have people who still cared.
She dramatically sighed before saying, ‘Don’t worry, I'm okay, just casually met the love of my life and almost definitely made a very bad first impression.’
‘Spill!’ Lily exclaimed, always one for gossip despite being the kindest of them all.
chapter two:
Dinner at the Potter residence was a weekly event. The potter residence being James, Lily, and Sirius’s flat. They had been doing this for years, since they all came to uni, everyone would come together and chat and drink and cook and laugh. It was the highlight of all of their weeks, there were no expectations, no plans, just the chance to all be together and forget being adults for a night. Marlene used this night as an anchor, to remind herself of all that she still had and what she would lose if she fucked everything up again. Little had changed about these dinners in the six years since they started, they still joked and gossiped and made fun of each other, Peter and Mary still cooked the most delicious meals. Additions to the group had been made, Mary’s girlfriend Emmeline now came most weeks, Remus started coming as Marlene’s friend but now also as Sirius’s boyfriend. People had stopped coming, Gid and Fab had moved back to Spain, Benjy and Sirius had broken up and he was now firmly barred, yet for most the invite was always there should then want to attend. Just be at the Potter residence at 6:30 on Friday night.
chapter three:
tw for some depressive thoughts/metaphors
Marlene was under water, struggling desperately to resurface and not allow the tide she’d grown to know so well greet her like an old friend and carry her out of her depth. She had fought against the sea for so long at this point she had forgotten it’s power, forgotten how once she gave in, the comfort it provided. Sometimes being under water felt safest, like at least she knew she was overpowered and could surrender without guilt. Marlene knew that when she was underwater for long enough she could grow comfortable, because after all there was no happiness in death, and therefore no disappointment when joy was swept from under her and despair greeted her with a grin.
i have literally never written before and i’m aware this isn’t great but i’m hoping as i get further into it i improve:) no one ever told me that remembering the stuff you’ve written before is very difficult and therefore continuity is very difficult :’)
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toiletpudding · 2 months
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OK so I'm still working on the first part of the comic and it's almost done, I'm HOPING I'll finish it by tonight but I'm not sure, work has been kicking my ass lately and I'm tired as fuck.
I shall try to persevere though. 😌
If I don't get it done today it'll definitely be done by tomorrow.
In the meantime have some Guitar spear sketches I plan to finish later~🎸
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srbachchan · 2 months
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DAY 5849
Hyd,Koh Feb 22, 2024 Thu 9:25 PM
🪔 ,
February 23 .. birthday greetings to Ef Girish Badave .. and Ef Swati Seth ..
💐 .. wedding anniversary greetings to Ef Ashesh Dave and his respected wife Bhumika .. for February 23 .. 🙏🏻❤️💐
💐 .. wedding anniversary greetings to Ef Amit Fuhaar & his respected wife Sarita .. for February 21 .. 🙏🏻❤️💐
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Birthday - Yash Goveas Friday, 23 February .. wishes and the wellness for this day .. Love from the Ef brigade 🌹
( IS THIS DATE 👆🏼 CORRECT OR IS IT JANUARY 30TH ) .. please clarify
A day of work endeth and another day of work stares within .. how to approach it, what would be the right give , how can it be bettered .. and such be the many that arise before the day ends ..
It is and has been the challenge or the fear of creative expectation - if it can be called that .. and that be the driving force for the professional .. will it wont it .. and what next .. complete one and the immediate mind think is , what of the next and whether it shall succumb or survive .. works at times , and not most of the time ..
Leave it to fate they say .. whoever 'they' be .. then it is proclaimed fate be made , not written on some divine blessing .. leaving it to fate and not in endeavour shall ever end in .. no play ..
And thus does the dilemma continue ..
What be in hand to be in judicious usage .. if addition comes good .. if not it was never fated , or desired , or expected .. so say the purists of proclamation ..
Many though work in defiance of the mode, and succeed .. they be blessed .. but endeavour never be ignored .. it does register ..
I endeavour with hope and strength of fulfillment - fulfillment within - all else is peripheral ..
'Success comes to those who dare and act' ..
the words ingrained within .. words written in my autograph book, in my very young days by the great legendary poet , Ram Dhari Singh 'Dinkar' .. his writing his presentation his voice reverberating in volume .. filled with the passion of life and living ...
Many misinterpreted the 'act' word to be in connection with an actor on stage or film .. NO .. 'act' is the act of action, perseverance, tenacity and determination .. when you 'dare' to bring tenacity in your thought word and deed .. then does success embrace you ..
Love and wellness ever ❤️
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Amitabh Bachchan
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any way the wind blows (Platonic)
So I kinda watch records of ragnarok and became obsessed
This is platonic but later on I might make some romantic scenarios for a few characters
Y/n is based off of scaramouche fron genshin if he didn’t have mommy issues and was a decent person. Also left it gender neutral
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Gods and humans had always been divide since the dawn of their creation
Molded from clay in their likeness yet considered inferior for their mortality
Despite the fact their creators were just as flawed (if not more) than they are
This was a reality that few knew or acknowledged, but one that Hephaestus had come to as he pondered one day in his lab
It was no secret he was hated by the others
For he is everything a god isn’t supposed to be
Their supposed to be beautiful and angelic yet he is ugly and deformed
Thrown from Olympus and experienced humans first hand before clawing his way back to his spot in the heavens
Given the most beautiful wife of them all who hates and despises his despite how hard he tries
He is scorned for simply existing just as humans are
Perhaps that’s why he finds better company in them than he does with his fellow gods
Though they are flawed beings they know that are not perfect
They embrace their flaws, and persevere despite how hard they are thrown down
They invent, create, destroy and rebuild again and again
Something in which the god of blacksmithing respects, for even the strongest blade can be melted down to create something even better
In his loneliness in his lab, deep within the smouldering smoke and bubbling magma of his volcanic home
Hephaestus longs to learn, to see, to hear but knows he cannot go to the surface world
So instead he decides to do what he does best
He decided to create his own human, one that would be imbued with the blessing of true immortality
For only something with a soul can be reaped, even gods face that fate if they are wounded enough
But if something doesn’t it will last forever
Hephaestus creates his magnum opus
His human
His child
“From finest clay your are molded, but within your veins lay no blood nor Ichor, but instead pure energy shall power you.”
You are created by his scarred and broken hands that are steady and firm
He makes you an epitome of beauty, something that he wishes he could be
For only something that is considered ugly can know what true beauty looks like
When your body is complete he imbues you with life through the lightning of Zeus
And then he lets the breath of zephyrs wind wake you
Through pure eyes you awaken and he helps you walk
Your like a newborn deer, shaking and buckling legs as you lean to him for help
You look at him with such kindness and innocence
And love
That one thing he had only wanted in his life from anyone
For the next couple of months he’s raises you, teaches you his craft and how to adapt
He is gentle but stern in his teachings, guiding yours hands and teaching you what he knows
Luckily your blessed by him to understand all languages and speak them as well
But despite spending months raising you he had not given you a name
Only calling you “my child”
When you ask of him why he hadn’t bestowed upon you a title he says he want you to decide
For you are worthy of picking it yourself when the time is right
For a long time you ponder
What shall that be
But it isn’t until he tells you to travel, to learn, to live and love like all humans that you decide your name
“And so you become a wanderer. Just know my child that if you ever need help I am at your call. My only advice is that humanity can be fickle but the gods are worse”
And so you begin your travels, through marshes and hills, or mountains to deserts
Through the valleys and into land that is lush in greenery of various kinds
From dusk to dawn you travel, stopping sporadically to stay in places that interest you, with people whom teach you before you leave for the road
It is a cycle
One that teaches you of humanity’s greed, pride, jealousy, rage, hate and despair
But one that also teaches you of their compassion, love, kindness, strength and their passion for surviving despite how the gods strike them down over and over again
They rebuild, they overcome and engineer a solution
For they only have themselves to rely on as the gods turned their backs to them
They adapt just as you do
But you are fundamentally different from them
An immortal being without a soul, one that looks and acts just as they do but retains thousands of years of knowledge you’d collected through experience
You aren’t a god but you aren’t quite human, yet you retain qualities from both
You are in between them but also something entirely different from either
You are you
And perhaps that is enough
“You and I have crossed paths, but our journeys will eventually diverge. Who knows what will happen next? Let's just wait and see.”
You end up meeting many humans (and some gods) in your journey’s but many stand out in your mind
One being the human who later would go onto become a demigod
Heracles who you knew as Alcides is someone you had met by complete accident when he was young
He was being bullied, pushed around and punched by children yet he still tried to put up a fight
He kept pushing on and standing up no matter how many times he was thrown down
You stepped in, sending the children running back scared whilst he gave you a toothy smile
Despite losing and being beaten down he was still optimistic
As you patched up the young boy he explained that those boys had been bullying him and his friends castor
That he never won against them but wouldn’t let them keep hurting his friend
It wasn’t righteous and he couldn’t stand for it
You can’t help but smile as he explains this, he was someone you’d only meet once in a blue moon
So you decide to offer him help
For the next couple of months you help the young boy train just as your father taught you
At first he fails
And fails some more
But he always returns to training no matter how beat down and tired he is
In his training your stern but encouraging
Teaching him to hone his strength and use it properly
It is then he begins to make progress
You show him how to stand up for the weak and to never waver in his righteousness
When you aren’t training him you spend time with him and Castor in Thebes
You buy them proper food and give some extra drachma to take home
They always feel a bit guilty about it but you assure them it’s no worry
You had plenty more (no, literally you had more money than you could spend from being a damn good blacksmith)
Figs are eaten as the three of you watch the sunset along with some honey drizzled fruit
They look up to you like a older sibling and it’s safe to say you view them as little brothers
But eventually as always you must eventually leave
Both are upset (especially Alcides) but on the night before you leave you take them to watch the sunset and stars once again
Eating ripe pomegranates as you explain each constellation that lights up the skies
“There is no need to be sad you two, perhaps we will meet again one day. Even if we don’t I will always be with you in memory and in what I taught. Just look to the stars and remember my stories”
That morning you leave but not before telling Alcides to keep up his training and to keep doing what he believes is right
You leave on horseback throwing to him a bag of coin with a sly smile
It’s many years later that you learn he became a god
A bit of pride swelling up in you along with worry
You can only hope he retained a bit of his love for humanity when he ascended to the heavens
another interesting human you meet is Qin Shi Huang
The first emperor of China with you as his personal Historian
The supposed cursed prince who was able to unite a shattered land under his power
Unlike others who still looked at hims with some semblance of hate or fear you always kept a small smile
Offering the knowledge he seeked with a certain something in your voice as you recounted tales of old
After a certain time he begins coming to you more, wanting to learn more
(Also using it as a way to get to know you. A mysterious traveler that somehow was so knowledgeable that despite being a foreigner ended up in court life)
You are outcasted much like he was when he was a child yet like him you bear it with a smile
When you talk with him the conversations start our formal
But in time he opens up as do you
Not about everything of course but about some of your travels and the sights you’d seen
From far spanning mountains that scraped the clouds to the green fields filled with wheat that made them look like fields of gold
He ends up wrapped up in those stories
At some point he’d come to call you friend
The only person after Chun Yan whom he’d let close to his heart
To see how he actually felt when he hadn’t locked it all behind a smile
As you get close to him rumours spread and it leads to you being harassed by several jealous court members
You don’t say anything, it’s not like it actually affects you anyways but when he learns
He is furious
It hurts him to know you were harmed because of him
That you were hated
Just like he was for actions that were not his own
But you brush it off simply telling him to give them a small punishment but nothing extreme
That in the end your alright and that you can’t really be mad at them
In their eyes your a foreigner who was in a position they could only dream about
It’s expected they’d get mad, maybe trying to drop a vase on your head was a bit much but in the end it didn’t hurt you
He reluctantly follows what you say but remains hesitant to let their actions go
Not long after this he tells you of his childhood, all the pain and loss
But how in the end he killed a god and united the land
There’s something in you that sparks at the “killing a god” part but he doesn’t ponder on it long
Instead the two of you talk
And for the first time you feel close enough to open up about not being human nor god
His ego probably gets a bit bigger when you causally mention that he’d likely go down in history
For your time as his historian he shows you in a lot of luxurious befit for royalty and high class nobles
Even years later you keep them, gifts you’d treasure for the rest of eternity and make sure to keep safe
He was born and bred in brutality so his rather violent ways aren’t much of a surprise but you try to help him find ways to temper it
To see that there are peaceful ways to end a fight
Around 4 years of staying there you know it’s about time to leave and Qin Shi isn’t very happy about it
He tells you as emperor that you couldn’t just leave
That as his historian you couldn’t up and go
As his only true friend
But those orders soon become pleads
And the authority in his voice drained as tears replaced it
During the month before you go he is at your side
Making new memories and silently dreading as hours and days fly by
He listens to more of your stories, to your personal accounts and how they differ to what’s told
And on that last day when the moon is full and you await a horse to take you on your next endeavour he stands by your side
And when the times comes for you to go he gifts you a bracelet commissioned just for you
He gently fastens it to your wrist
“A gift from me, a silent sign that you are forever the friend of the emperor”
“May our paths cross in the future my friend”
“Yes, let’s hope they do”
When he dies on a tour of his land at age 49 you somehow appear before his side as if sensing he was dying
His advisors are confused as he orders them to let you in but they do so in fear of the consequences
You might not agree with many of his actions you’d heard he committed but he was your friend
He passes holding your hand
The bracelet he once gave you is still worn to this day
He only wished he achieved immortality so you never had to deal with loosing yet another friend
But he is human and nothing can change that despite how you and he wish so
If you had a nickel for every time you ran into a human turned god you’d have two nickels
Weird it happened twice but your not complaining
You met Gautama Siddhartha the former prince of Kapilavastu as you took shelter beneath a tree when night fell
There you found him beneath the Bodhi tree that you took shelter beneath in a deep state of meditation
Until you politely asked if he was ok and he answered you
Compared to most you met Gautama is relaxed
He is in-tune with both himself and the world around him in more ways than he knows
You could already tell he was a legends in the making and decided to stick around for a bit to see where his journey would take him
Eventually as he reached enlightenment you grew curious as to why he remained on earth despite being able to go to the heavens above
But he tells you that his word isn’t done, that he wanted to spread what he had learned
To make people happy and to ease their suffering
It makes you happy
Never had you thought a god would do so but you assumed that because he was human before
That’s possibly why he still cared
Even years later when he does eventually go to the heavens you have a small Buddha statue in your possession of many items
As a way to honour him
You wouldn’t exactly call him friend (you didn’t know him long enough to do so though he’d disagree) but he is someone you’d certainly never forget
Raiden Tameemon is another you met curiosity enough at one of his Sumo matches
At the time you heard talk of a seemingly legendary fighter who had yet to lose a match and you wanted to check it out
You weren’t disappointed and began going to show up in the crowds who watched him
His strength was certainly admirable but so was his kindness in donating money back to his home town
So after a match you approached him and went with him for celebratory Sake
You kinda after that became drinking buds with him since other sumo wrestles didn’t seem keen on being around him
He is a lovely fellow one who you swear can eat a mountains worth of food and drink an oceans worth a anything
You on the overhand are technically the same m, you don’t need food or drink to survive you just have it to experience it’s taste and experience
He flirts with you quite a bit but you laugh it off
Taking them as compliments as you comment on his strength
His laugh is loud and boisterous as you both guzzle down more booze
You don’t really get drunk?, so your always the sober one who makes sure to get him home
To a normal person he’d be quite heavy but your able to carry him with no problem
Which gets quite a log of amazed onlookers as you carry him without so much as sweating
At his wrestling matches you’d always at the front of the crowd cheering for him
You know he won’t be defeated but you encourage him anyways
At some point he definitely uses your hat as a makeshift Frisbee despite you yelling at him
Sometimes during his drunken ramblings he talks of how he feels like a monster
You always assure him though that he is not
That he’s a man like everyone else
One who deserves love just like everyone does
It’s a rare moment but hearing that from you makes him cry a little
Perhaps he had waited a long time to hear that
He knows beforehand that you’d have to leave one day but when you do he says goodbye with a smile
He gives you a hug and pats your back with a blinding grin
You promise to catch another of his fights one day and you do
The last one before his retirement is spent with him drinking with you like for old times sake
Slurred singing and messy dancing as you and him walk side by side of the busy street as the moon is risen in the sky
He teaches you to laugh and enjoy a drink when times are rough
Every year though on the date of his death you honour him by having a sip of sake whilst watching the moon
For the moon had is the only remaining witness to those nights filled with laughter
Mr. Anonymous otherwise know as Jack (though your not sure that’s even his real name) finds you on his own
At the time you were briefly stopping off in Britain to check out the Industrial Revolution
So far it’s been disappointing to you and slightly disturbing as you’d seen young children be put on the workforce
Having to deal with hazardous materials and operate machinery that could rip them apart
Oh plus the buzz around the serial killer called “jack the ripper”
Now that in itself didn’t really interest you
But what did was how the media seemingly just ate it up
They speculated and theorized of who done it
Seemingly sickly enamoured by the mane who butchered innocent women who just were trying to get by
Those same victims seen as nothing more than side notes to the man himself
Their murderer
The ripper
At this point your not sure what’s worse, the idolizations of the killer or how the victims themselves are seemingly shamed for their profession
Anyways
Unbeknownst to you Jack had the uncanny ability to see people’s souls as colours along with their emotions
But for you there was nothing
Absolutely nothing except for sparks of electricity? Of sorts that buzzed around you
Ever the gentleman he offers you a spot at his table and even buys you a cup of tea
He insists and you allow him with a smile
You can never pass on a good drink and someone who wanted to talk
Eventually as day turns to night he offers to walk you to your hotel
Saying that London streets aren’t exactly friendly to those alone at night and you agree
It’s on that walk he reveals more of his true intentions
Still cordial and polite but you can tell he’s holding back getting violent if you did not respond
So you respond with the truth since if he attacked he’d figure out you weren’t human anyways
Safe to say he’s very fascinated
For the rest of your stay in England you stick around with him
By your choice as well
He is an interesting man but one that you nether the less find yourself enjoying the company of
He is upfront with you about how he is a killer
And how he goes by the Jack the Ripper moniker after killing the original
He knows he’s not a good person but despite that you see that maybe he’s selling himself short
There’s apparently a secret organization in London that tracks down and kills far worse scum of society
Killing the original Jack the Ripper is also a sign that to you be at least has some moral code of sorts
He brushes your comments off, though you can see that it seems to somewhat resonate with him
You and him often discuss Shakespeare especially since you had met the playwright and even acted in a few of his productions
Though you don’t have a colour he associates your soul with that of a rich Violet
A beautiful colour for someone as beautiful as you are in both body and metaphorical spirit
When your time in Britain is just about up you and him go to see Hamlet
It would be a night he’d never forget since it filled him with joy that he had not seen since the early days of his childhood
He felt at peace for once
Even when you leave you continue to mail to him
Telling him of your travels around the world and even sending a few small souvenirs
When he dies he’s at least glad to have had 1 true friend
“ Aphrodite?, heh. A wolf in sheep's clothing. To exert a higher level of control over people, she puts on a graceful and beautiful front. Most of those who have seen her true colours know of her cruelty”
Through your journeys unlike your many human friends you’ve meet a handful of gods in your time
You don’t go out of your way to meet them
But sometimes fate has different plans
And though those encounters are rare they remain in your mind
For a few examples
You meet Thor when Odin’s Raven Huginn was injured
He was sent to earth to deliver some sort of message and inadvertently got injured
And that’s when you found him, a bleeding mass of feathers in the snow
Yelling swears that would make even Loki blush
The bird is at first hesitant to accept your help
For he saw you as just as human but he reluctantly accepted once realizing he could get nowhere
So you brought the immortal pet of Odin back to your cabin to heal him
Whilst the raven is boastful and full of pride
He eventually begins to like your company as you engage in long conversation with him
Most gods brush him off as annoying so it feels nice being appreciated
He won’t admit it but he might’ve began to get attached
He might not like humanity but maybe your an exception
Once he is healed enough to fly it’s when he is able to alert Odin to his location
And a meeting place is made
You bring him out into the freezing cold
He’s talking and your making hums of acknowledgment as he talks about the gods
It’s somewhat interesting getting his view of them since yours is relatively negative (except for your father and Buddha)
And then he pauses
the talkative raven suddenly leaps from your shoulder and into the air
Flying high as you spot a man…no a god
Long red hair, markings covering his skin, piercing eyes and a large hammer resting upon his shoulder
When you get within a couple feet of him and Huginn the god stares you down
The Raven perched on his shoulder talking his ear off about how you had brought him back to health
It is then you learn the person in front of you is Thor, the strongest of the Norse pantheon
One whom you heard was battle hungry
Though other than that you don’t know much of him
You stand before the god of thunder unfazed
Huginn seems rather surprised at that fact but doesn’t make a comment on it
Perhaps even somewhat amazed at that fact
Thor offers you a reward though he doesn’t seem enthusiastic as he says this
Likely just following the orders from Odin
You quirk an eyebrow
“I don’t want a reward in money, I just have a question for you oh mighty Thor”
His eyes widen ever so slightly but he nods
“What is that?”
“What do you desire out of everything in the world, what is the one thing you want despite being an all powerful god?”
Now that makes him pause
Of all questions be certainly didn’t expect that nor did the Raven that begrudgingly found itself enjoying your company
He answers and your not surprised
“An equal. Someone i could fight full strength and be at match with. That’s what I desire”
You chuckle a bit at this
“I’m not surprised, but that did fulfill my suspicions. I wish the best to you, that you’ll find that one day. Maybe we’ll cross paths again”
And with that he nods and turns around
What surprises him though is when he feels something hit is back
He turns, there’s snow sticking to his hair
But then that-
Your gone, completely and utterly gone when he turns around
The furious wind carrying snow that covers up any footprints
He realizes that by throwing that snowball you were in some way teasing him
Something he’d normally be able to detect before you even threw it hit him like he was nothing
He searches for you for the next couple of years, always searching through crowds whenever he’d have to go to earth for whatever reason
It gave him a sense of something
He wasn’t sure what it was but he knew he wanted to challenge you
He needed to conclude that fight you begun but left for him to finish
But for him he would get to fight you again at a raid Vikings were doing against a village you were staying at
You couldn’t just there and do nothing so you geared up and ran into battle
And that’s when you noticed a familiar red haired god watching nearby
And he seemed to spot you as well since the next moment your engaging in battle with him
The battlefield around the two of you in an icy wasteland is accentuated by crashing thunder and biting lightning as you exchange blows
That the normal apathetic face filled with giddiness at someone finally living up to expectations
The raid is long forgotten as everyone evades the area and you do your best to lead the fight into a nearby wooded area
Trees are flattened by his infamous hammer that now pulsates and cracks at the seams
Flesh spilling out of it as it beats like a heart
You use the trees to bounce off and lead him deeper into the secluded area
Eventually you wear him out just enough to get a hit that sends him staggering back
You could go full power but you decide not to since you’d rather have some cards up your sleeve
And as he’s on the shattered ground, kneeling as a hand is placed over his bleeding chest he asks for your name
You just reply your a wanderer before disappearing into the brush
He’s found by Loki not long after who is confused and somewhat scared at the fact Thor of all people has an almost fatal wound
When he asks the red head simply replies he was training and nothing more
Content on keeping your existence a secret for his own sake of having an equal
Loki doesn’t need to be the god of lies and deception to tell he’s lying but says nothing
Another god you meet is Ares during wartime
You were on the battlefield not fighting but just doing your best to help those who were injured
You’d had a good amount of fighting in your life and had decided to do you best to help instead
And there on the battlefield, bloodied and victorious is the god of war
You locked eyes with him yet didn’t waver
Instead focusing on picking up a solider who had sustained a leg wound
He looks over the human who relies on you and at his uniform
One of the men on his side
Unbeknownst to him someone was foolish enough to try and sneak up on him
But you mouthed the words “behind you” to the god
Within an instant the man is dead and your taking the soldier back to his camp
A small interaction but one nether the less
Sometimes in war you see him but you avoid being seen
Disappearing within the blink of an eye
You’d rather not have your immortal status be known to the gods
There’s a bit of resentment you hold towards him for your fathers sake
Being a lover of your dad’s wife, the goddess of beauty herself
Whilst your father is resigned to the fact that his wife will never love him and goes behind his back constantly
You can’t help but feel angry for him because at this point he’s used to it
Speaking of which
Your father visits you every 5 years on the eve of your creation
Though as he said when you set out on your adventures you can call to him whenever you need him
As usual he is kind and caring
You recount to him your travels
Your friends and all of the advancements in technology the humans had made
He listens with a smile, eyes twinkling with joy at your happiness
On these occasions he almost always gifts you something he’s made
All of which you use on your journey like the satchel that no one but yourself can open
Or your now iconic kasa hat with a veil trailing behind it which was inspired from your times in Japan
And your clothes built to be able to be able to withstand your power when you use them
Hephaestus isn’t used to affection from being scorned by everyone
So he melts when you hug him or hold his hand
You never hesitate to do so and the first time you initiate the platonic action of love he cries
The god of smithing usually talks of his latest invention or what’s happening with the gods
The usual petty squabbles over any inconvenience
being invited to their council meeting every 1000 years yet again but not being told until last minute
He worries for not only you but also humanity
He sees the resentment and disgust the others hold for humans, despite the entire race being moulded after them
They don’t seem to acknowledge that humans are just as flawed as they are
He knows he can’t do anything though
So he just focuses on his worries for you
About how it must be to loose all your human friends
For they age and you don’t
A small part of him expects you to resent him for making you immortal
Yet you don’t
Though yes, it is hard to befriend people knowing you’d always outlive them
And while there were times in your life you had craved death
You came to realize how You enjoy the fact you’ve lived long enough to meet them in the first place
To be able to see how far humanity has come and how far it needs to continue
To watch empires crumble but new ones be rebuilt in their ashes
To meet people like Hypatia or Nicola Tesla, minds ahead of their time only to be recognized for their accomplishments later
Sometimes when he feels more alone than usual he looks at the little gifts you gave him
And it reminds him of how he’ll always have you
The one person who would ever give him love
Something that even his parents had denied him for something that isn’t even his fault
And unlike his uncaring mother and father he’d always give you his love
His care and support
For he knows that someone deprived of that can end up becoming cruel and angry
Just like he had for so many years until realizing there was nothing he could ever do to get that love
But now he realizes that’s ok
they deserve him nor his care
Only his child does
“You want me to introduce myself? I've gone by many names and titles during my journeys. they're all just water under the bridge to me now and you can Call me whatever you like…but y/n is what I originally gave to myself”
When the gods gather for yet another 1000 year meeting Hephaestus feels little need to go yet attends anyways
Perhaps to spite those who wanted him not to go
He sits in his seat of sculpted metal
Normally he barely listens but when the fate of mankind is brought up he becomes deathly aware
X’s are thrown up by almost every god
And he’s left confounded on what to do
He doesn’t put up a sign yet no one notices
And the normally stoic and calm god is left silently panicking
Until a certain Valkyrie makes her appearance
He knew of her well enough
Valkyrie’s were some of the few who treated him fairly since they respected him for his craft of weapons
She offers an opportunity for humanity to prove itself
Ragnarok
An event in which 13 humans and 13 gods would fight to the death
At first not many are intrigued until she does something to ensure they would accept the challenge
She called them chicken, scared to face the humans they had created
Once the meeting is over the god finds Brunhilde and her younger sister Göll
The youngest scared to a T whilst her older sister remains dead calm
It’s there that he tells her that he’s an ally
And that there is someone that she might wish to contact for a fighter
And so she takes his advice and finds you having tea in your home
when she asks you to fight for humanity against the gods you agree
And so Ragnarok begins
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QUERENCIA, chapter 1
(n.) where one feels home ; the place where you are your most authentic self
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pairing - hybrid! ot7 x bunny hybrid! male! reader
genre - 18+, college au, hybrid au, fluff, eventual angst, eventual smut, humour
summary - you, a rabbit hybrid away from home to study, run into a group of surprisingly friendly and calm (also very attractive) predators who are a pack and live together suddenly run into your life like a bulldozer. the dull days of your life may turn into days of joy and laughter, or will the days turn into gloom and a sad everafter?
warnings (this chapter) - mentions of abuse and dark themes (nothing happened dont worry :)
word count - 1.9k
masterlist // next
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In a world where the two kings of earth rule, animals and humans. Yet there is one group who lives in harmony among both, those to be HYBRIDS. The times have changed, through each cycle of seasons, each law against hybrids slowly faded away.
These days, hybrids were nothing new anymore, their rights the same as any other. Though, that didn’t change the views of certain people. The hybrid auction rings, the slavery, abuse, and bloodshed. It will forever stain the reputation of hybrids, though there will always be a light, a hope, a future for those who have the blood of animals running inside their veins. That will never change.. Never. As your mother always reminded you, where there is darkness, shall always there be light. For a world with no balance is a world unreal and not ours. 
You liked remembering your family. Though you did have a big family, your parents still managed to love and treat you all the same, raise you into aspiring and ambitious people. The only strange thing about your family being.. All of you were rabbit hybrids. You being the runt, though you weren’t even the youngest! Humans were also quite shallow when they compared you to family. Offering you the pity you never needed nor asked for. In life, each difficulty you receive is what you will need to persevere through. 
Already in your early 20s, in college and having amazing talent for ice skating and ballet. You adored the feeling of just how far you’ve made it, being able to keep up with your siblings. 
You shook your head from your thoughts, carrying on your walk to your ballet classes. You were particularly foggy-headed today mainly due to the fact that your studies ate up a portion of time meant for sleep. Taking a glance around, you noticed the familiar cafe shop that was only a few blocks away from your Ballet gym. Maybe a coffee wouldn’t hurt before your classes.
You walked into the shop, hearing the familiar jingle of the door chyme. You felt yourself relax at the smell of roasted coffee and the chatter of fellow customers. As you approach the cashier, jazz plays through the speakers while the cashier offers you a friendly grin.
“Welcome to Seoul Downtown Cafe! What could I get you today?” The cashier greeted you.
“Could I just get a Caffe mocha and a slice of oreo cake?” You assumed that today’s class would be a bit more intense since it was the weekend, many people having to make up for their missed classes on weekdays.
“Alright! That would be 11,000 won.” 
You gave the cashier the money and She left to go make your drink. You noted that she was around the same height as you.. You were more on the shorter range for young adult males. You also couldn’t help but appreciate the fact that she didn’t pay any mind to the fact you’re a hybrid and didn’t stare at your ears like most people do.
“Oh Hey Y/N!” A sudden smell of two predators, one smelling like vanilla and another smelling more like honey. 
You turn your head to see a familiar black panther hybrid and an unfamiliar wolf hybrid next to him, the wolf being taller. The wolf hybrid has multiple piercings and a sleeve tattoo on his right arm.. You couldn’t say he didn’t look absolutely drop dead gorgeous even in just a plain black shirt. You remember the black panther being one of your classmates in ballet, you couldn’t have mistaken him for anyone else for his bread cheeks, and pretty eyes. his name being… Jimmy..? Jim?? You couldn’t really remember.
“Oh hello Jim….y Hyung?”
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The unknown wolf hybrid burst out laughing at your response, already bent over and ready to topple over any second now while Jimmy paled and blushed in embarrassment at the same time- Is that even possible?!
“It’s Jimin!”
“Oh!!- Oh.. I’m so sorry Jimin Hyung!”
Now it’s your turn to burst out in crimson embarrassment. The wolf was still laughing while Jimin was looking at him with blushing red ears. You watched as Jimin smacked the wolf on the back, telling him off on how rude he was and how he should introduce himself to you.
“I’m sorry! I’m Jungkook and I’m 21!” He finally stood back up to his full height, seemingly towering over you. He offered you a sheepish smile with his bright doe eyes, his fluffy tail whipping behind him in a seemingly happy manner. Now, he was undoubtedly handsome with that smile.
“Ah, I guess I’m your hyung.. I’m Y/N, 22.”
“Excuse me, your drink and cake is ready!” The cashier had finally come back with your order, and embarrassingly enough witnessed your little interaction with the two guys. 
As you took your order and were about to walk to a nearby table, Jimin suggested that the three of you could get to know each other more and sit together, which you agreed to. You did think that Jimin and Jungkook were nice company and based on the incident that happened, you could tell that they would be good friends for you.
After a couple minutes of waiting, it didn’t take long for the duo to go to your table with their own drinks and desert. The three of you sat at a round table with three seats, perfect for you three. From your seating, next to you was a beautiful view of the quiet and peaceful streets of Seoul. 
“Anyway, how come you’re here Y/N-ssi? I don’t usually see you here before ballet.” Jimin asked with a curious glint in his eyes, his black tail swishing behind him in interest.
“Well, I kind of stayed up too late studying, so a coffee and snack would be good for some energy. Is Jungkook gonna try out ballet?”
“Yes I am- Oh! What University do you go to, Y/N-hyung?” seemingly taking interest in what you do in your life.
“University of Seoul”
Jungkook seemed happy at your response, sipping his drink with sparkles in his eyes and his tail uncontrollably wagged. You found it pretty cute, but you couldn’t notice the playful glint in Jimin’s eye as he looked at Jungkook as you sipped your Mocha.
“Actually, Jungkook and I also go to UoS, and our five other friends. Well actually- five other roommates.”
You choked on your drink, wide-eyed as you looked at Jimin in astonishment at the fact that he was living with 6 other people under one roof.
“There are seven of you under one roof?!”
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You ended up spending most of the day practicing Ballet, even after classes the two chose to stay with you practicing your moves more. You could say today was a nice and eventful day. You made 2 new friends- even though they were predators and people typically are shocked to see prey and predators together. They were undoubtedly handsome too- I mean look at those strong and defined legs of Jimin- Oh don’t even get started on Jungkook’s arms- Are they even gay? 
You couldn’t notice Jungkook and Jimin staring at you, you being lost in the clouds of your mind. 
“He’s pretty cute, Hyung..” Jungkook whispered to the older man.
“Oh please, I had my eyes on him first, you brat” Jimin furrowed his eyebrows at the maknae of their group. Jimin has been interested in you since the first time you two met. You were one of the more talented in the gym and you were also very much attractive, physically and personality-wise. It didn’t help that you were always so adorable with your long floppy ears and fluffy little tail, then there was your sweet scent. He just wanted to swallow you up and make you his. Though, he wouldn’t mind sharing but as long as it was his group of best friends.. 
“Hey guys, it’s getting pretty late, we should probably leave now” Jungkook’s voice cuts through the air, dragging you and Jimin out of the hellhole of thoughts. 
Acknowledging him with a nod, you went to grab your bag, until you were cut off by Jimin grabbing it for you and carrying it for you. He offered you a smile with his panther ears high and proud. He trailed behind Jungkook, who was already walking outside the gym after turning off the lights. You quickly chased after them and closed the door.
The crisp cool air of the dusk hit you, it was approaching quite quicker than what was the standard in Seoul. Then again, you never really bothered checking weather or anything like that unless there was an important event. 
“We can walk you home Y/N-Hyung” Jungkook suggested with a kind grin showing his bunny teeth, gosh he really was adorable. Should you really accept the offer of two strangers- even worse predators, you just met today?
The both of them really are good company, and you did have pepper spray in your bag.. Though you didn’t really believe for the duo to be bad people, it never hurts to be extra careful these days. A lot of people try to pull stuns on prey, especially with you being on the smaller scale and the weaker bunch of the hybrids. 
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The duo was stuck to your left and right, making sure no one was staring for too long or eyeing you. In honesty, you hadn’t felt this comforted by another presence for a while, your last mate had left you for a more.. Voluptuous bunny hybrid, but in all honestly you’re glad for the breakup. The two alphas were both on guard constantly, making you feel protected the whole time on the way back home. It made Y/N wonder, just what opinion was their opinion on you? Oh dear, maybe your anxiety might just get the best of you.
The whole walk ended up being quiet, which none of the three of you really minded. Occasionally, one of them would brush his tail against your hand and exchange a grin with you, maybe even a wink. A light dusting of pink was stuck on your cheeks the whole time.
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Now outside of your apartment building, the two seemed a bit.. Deflated, possibly upset that your pleasant walk together had ended. You decided to break the silence.
“This is my stop now, I’m thankful you guys walked me home.” You said with a grateful yet shy smile. Truly you were thankful, just couldn’t help but be a bit shy now that the attention of two attractive men are on you.
“Anytime Y/N-hyung! How about Jimin-ssi and I get your number before we leave? Maybe up for another hangout next time?”
Now, you weren’t expecting the two of you to actually want to deepen the friendship between the three of you, but you were absolutely more than welcome for the proposal. I mean, who wouldn’t want two hot guys to be your friends? Not you.
“Ah sure.. My number is XXX-XXX-XXX”
“Got it, I’ll text you Y/N-ssi when we get home, alright?”
“Alright, Stay safe you two!”
Just as you were about to turn around and walk into the building, the two each grabbed one of your hands and kneeled to the ground, leaving a light kiss on your knuckles before getting up and walking away. Jimin turns his head to you with a cheeky grin and each of their tails swishing behind them satisfied, leaving you blushing red and embarrassed, your bunny ears instinctively drooping down to hide your face. Gosh, these two might just be the death of you.
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notes - so sorry it took a while. . some stuff happened irl so i couldn't push this out, I hope to have a decent schedule on each chapter to be posted. likes and reblogs keep me motivated, praises also make me really happy :D
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BEOMGYU: “We’re a team, so I want to work together to make it happen”
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TOMORROW X TOGETHER The Name Chapter: FREEFALL comeback interview
2023.10.27
Eight months earlier, BEOMGYU told us he didn’t want to lose to himself. Now he says he’s found a way to persevere.
You mentioned you were very happy and healthy throughout the second tour.
BEOMGYU: I didn’t get bogged down by the fear of what happened that one time. I was determined to overcome it. I did plenty of preparing physically and mentally in order to avoid a repeat of last time and handled everything well. I envied the other members of the group during the last tour and was sad that I couldn’t fully enjoy the concert experience due to my physical condition. I put all my worries aside this time and just focused on performing and I was a lot happier.
Have you mastered how to handle yourself in the face of extremes and how to overcome them?
BEOMGYU: Even though it was tough, things still worked out in the end, so I thought, Everything’s fine—it’s not like I’m going to die. (laughs) I kept experimenting by trying different things to check if I still felt my best after. I tried not eating before concerts, drinking energy drinks some days, taking arginine on other days. In the end, I found it’s always best to eat and having one multivitamin is enough to give me energy without putting a strain on my body. It’s like I found my own personal winning formula. (laughs)
Have the positive emotions you experienced during the tour carried over to have an effect on your everyday life? You mentioned in a previous interview that you felt like you had attained spiritual enlightenment. (laughs)
BEOMGYU: I mean, I’m happy. (laughs) Not a lot has changed, but while I felt like I was in a sort of state of nirvana back then, now I feel like I’m taking care of what I have to do every single day and accepting things for what they are—just going with the flow. These days I keep thinking, even if I don’t understand something, it’ll all turn out okay in the end if I just go with the flow. At the end of the day, I’ll just go home and get some sleep. All things shall pass. And then I feel fine. There’s no reason to get all worked up about things and let them get to me.
I guess that’s what you meant when you said that—“all things shall pass”—during the tour, which turned out to be like a catchphrase for you.
BEOMGYU: Exactly. But I was trying to make myself believe that before and pushing myself, whereas now it’s how I really feel.
It seems like you’re continuing to live the life of an artist as you overcome those things that you feel you just aren’t naturally compatible with.
BEOMGYU: I was absolutely born for the stage, though. No matter how nervous I get, I always have a phenomenal time once I get on up there. But what I found emotionally draining once we got on tour was that every place in the world has different views and I had to learn to adjust quickly to those. That was a difficult process. Not to mention I became a lot more introverted after we debuted, so I found it really hard communicating with all those people while promoting internationally. The pressure from that kept weighing on me while we were touring. But we did similar promotions recently and I went out of my way this time to go up to people more and reacted to things in over-the-top ways despite my terrible English. (laughs) But it was pretty good. I think I’ve learned some ways to overcome things.
Have you also changed the way you recover and distribute your energy now that you’ve been to so many different environments?
BEOMGYU: That part’s still the same. I get in, drink some barley tea (laughs) and fall asleep watching Netflix. I’m the type to pour 100% of my energy into everything I do. I try to be as energetic as possible whether I’m on a variety show or performing on stage, so my batteries are always going from 100, down to 0, back to 100, to 0, and on and on. (laughs)
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And the stages you performed on keep changing, too. There's something new to grasp and adjust to every time, so you must have to be hyper focused.
BEOMGYU: Interestingly, if you perform 30 times, you’d think it would be easier by the 30th time. But if you keep doing the same thing over and over? Then you actually start to mix things up. I don’t know if it has something to do with complacency, but I make mistakes more frequently as time goes on. So the more you go on, the more you have to really focus on each performance. The idea is to never mess up the parts that have changed or I’ve messed up once before, ever again.
It’s amazing how you took the most impressive moves in “Back for More” and made them that much better by putting your own spin on them.
BEOMGYU: I think I mentioned before that, when I first hear a song and see the choreography demo, I can picture things, like how to convey certain parts, or maybe if it would look cool if I looked away like this. It can be a little hard to explain because it’s all in my head. I thought a lot about the part in the chorus after the second verse where we jump up and whip our hands in particular to figure out how to make it look cooler.
And were you satisfied with what you landed on?
BEOMGYU: Yes! But I always end up liking what I do. (laughs) I’m really proud of it. (laughs)
You said before that you watched your old dance videos to prepare for the tour and that you found a lot of parts that weren’t up to your standards. Do you feel you improved while learning the single “Chasing That Feeling”?
BEOMGYU: I used to be obsessed with putting the maximum amount of energy into my dance moves. Then I got some messages from friends after the year-end awards shows, saying, “You were too intense. You should tone it down a bit.” I thought the best thing for those big performances was to put more and more energy into them, but lately I’m trying to dance in a more balanced and elegant way. The choreography for the new single isn’t that intensive, so I picked it up really quickly, but I know I have to practice how to express myself in a greater variety of ways. I always feel like, if I perform something live once, it’s a lot different from when I’m practicing to get the hang of it. I think it all becomes clear after performing it.
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You struggled a bit singing the last album’s single because of the pronunciation. Did you face any similar challenges this time around?
BEOMGYU: There’s a line in the verse—“cheonguk-eul deungjin nan”—and to make that eu sound in the syllable deung, you have to narrow the inside of your mouth. I tried singing it 10 times, and missed the mark 10 times. But then, I once again attained enlightenment. (laughs) Now when I sing it, my voice never cracks. I figured out how to shape my mouth to pronounce it correctly and persevered. I wasn’t originally supposed to be the one to sing that part, but as soon as I heard the song, I said, “I have to be the one to do this! Can I? Please, just trust me. Give me a chance. I’ll make it work.” And I got the part. So I studied the part carefully to make sure I could get it done no matter what.
Songs that align with your vibe, like “Deep Down” and “Skipping Stones,” really bring out what makes your voice so alluring.
BEOMGYU: I’m especially fond of “Skipping Stones,” and most of the other songs off the album are all in genres and styles I like, so it was really fun to record the vocals. Sometimes I’ve done things where I thought, This doesn’t really let me show off my vocals, but I think the new album let me sing in a way that’s closest to my natural voice.
Are there also songs you helped write the lyrics to that you find easier to get into since they’re in your style?
BEOMGYU: The songs I find the easiest to get into are those where the emotions are most realistic and I can be honest about my feelings. For example, thanks to my own personal experiences, I can take on topics like liking someone or dealing with difficult emotions and add my own personal touch to them. But songs that are like The Star Seekers are written to conform perfectly to a theme. Was that a really T thing to say? (laughs) To be honest, I feel like I’ve already said everything I have to say about seeking stars, going through hardship, and growing up on repeat. (laughs) But I really liked writing “Blue Spring” since it’s truly about us.
You also produced that song. How did that go?
BEOMGYU: I pictured people singing along to it right from the outset, so I purposely gave it simple chords when starting out. There’s three or so songs I made while just playing around on guitar at home. We spent hours poring over chords in the studio, too, but I ultimately chose the track I made at home. “Maze in the Mirror” and “Blue Spring” are both about how I felt before and after knowing MOA. As you know, we went through a lot of hardship, and now we’re out there singing for all of them. I remember how hard those chilly blue days were, but I also know how happy I am now, so the song really tugs at my heartstrings. I have to hold back my tears whenever we sing the line, “No one knows about that winter,” in concert.
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You’ve seen MOA as your best friend for a long time now, but when I watch your most recent Weverse Lives, I get the feeling that you want to have an emotionally closer relationship with them based on how you keep your streams laid-back.
BEOMGYU: I think it’s better to be natural and keep it real when I do Lives by myself than to be TOMORROW X TOGETHER’s very own BEOMGYU. Sometimes I just, you know, put my phone down next to me with music playing like a radio or something, lie down, and start talking. All I want from my relationship with MOA is to have honest, human conversations—not artist-to-fan conversations, but casual, natural conversations.
It's a dead giveaway that you’re looking to have a genuine relationship with them when you let MOA listen in on your phone conversation with your mom in the middle of a Live. (laughs)
BEOMGYU: I want to show them how I really live. (laughs) I can show MOA the kind of chemistry I have with other people. I’m always quick to call my mom when the other members pull a “Tallulah” on me. I don’t like that my mom doesn’t take my side, but I know she’s just having fun. (laughs)
TAEHYUN once said you have a knack where “he can talk and everyone would not find him annoying.” It seems to me like you already know the others will still find you cute no matter what kind of annoying jokes you play.
BEOMGYU: I’m good at walking that tightrope. (laughs) I was born with it. (laughs) I’m always messing around with SOOBIN, too, but if I think he’s being serious, I back off right away. I can usually tell how someone’s feeling just by the look in their eyes, so I intuitively keep my balance while walking that tightrope. (laughs)
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What are you like when you’re with your family? It seems like your dad really means a lot to you, seeing as, when you were asked if you could live as someone else for a day, who would it be, you answered, “my dad.”
BEOMGYU: I’m better behaved when I’m with my family, and I like chatting with my mom and dad. We can talk for hours when we talk about the things they want to know about me, things I want to know about them—that kind of stuff. Like I always say, if I ever become a dad, I want to be just like mine. He’s considerate, and he and my mom are still like a new couple. They’re so cool. I even told that to my dad recently and he said, “Thank you for being my son and for growing up into a wonderful young man.” We still say “I love you” to each other. Our family’s full of love. (laughs)
I remember you said that you kept looking for MOA and their dads watching your concerts together.
BEOMGYU: Most likely those dads were there because their daughters or sons like us and they tagged along. I thought it was really cool that they were right there with them having a good time. I spent a lot of time with my dad when I was younger, too. One time I woke up at three in the morning and went all the way out to Taebaek with him to watch motor racing, and we would play soccer or baseball together before school. It’s experiences like that that let me know how good those memories are going to be for MOA when they look back on them someday.
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You’ve said the other members of the group are like a second family to you. It was especially touching when you were nervous before going on stage and you said, “When I’m with the other members, I’m not worried.”
BEOMGYU: I was actually three times as nervous for our performance at the MTV Video Music Awards than any other concert. My heart wasn’t going ba-bum, ba-bum—it was going babumbabumbabumbabum. But right before we got on stage, we put our hands all together and yelled, “Fighting!” And then we hugged each other. That really brought me comfort. The other members are the only ones I can lean on whenever I find myself in that kind of unfamiliar, difficult environment. When I see one of them having a hard time, I feel like I should put my own problems aside for a while and work harder for their sake. And I think that’s all possible because we’re a family.
Is that also why you decided to work together to reach the very top, like YEONJUN and TAEHYUN talked about on SUCHWITA?
BEOMGYU: I had a really hard time during and after our first world tour, and I was certain that, unless I’m healthy, there would be no point in making it to the top. I was firm about that. So if I’m being honest, I felt pressure because of YEONJUN and TAEHYUN’s vision. I’m the kind of person who strives for happiness in his everyday life, but they said they feel like making it to the top is what would make them feel happy. What could I do? We’re a team, after all. We work together for the sake of each other’s happiness. I thought it over and said, We’re a team, so I want to work together to make it happen. If that’s what everyone wants, I’ll work hard alongside you. Let’s put in the effort and make it to the top.
That makes me think of how you made a point to say you like movies to have a happy ending no matter what.
BEOMGYU: I don’t like when they’re left open-ended, and I can’t stand sad endings. I get completely absorbed in the plot of movies and all the emotions there when I watch them, so it feels like I am the main character. I root for that character with all I’ve got and hope they’re happy ever after.
And you see the happy ending you wished for in your future, don’t you?
BEOMGYU: It certainly feels like I’m moving towards it. (laughs)
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dearest pookie bear
the trenches (college) are as war torn and bloodied as ever (mid terms are in two weeks and i want to die)
my heart yearns for your touch (i NEED more e d domino)
since i last wrote you i have found solace in the fact that i have found yet another thing to focus on while i wait to return to you (i've started to watch dungeon meshi and they are just like the straw hats. one of the main characters is voiced by Emily Rudd aka live action nami. and the other is a guy from SMOSH.)
warmest regards.
me
Dearest scnoochums,
The war (college) rages on, though I find reprieve in a momentary ceasefire (this week is reading week).
I fear I may not make it through to fight another batter or ever feel your touch again (I am sick and extremely tired) and may die within a fortnight (I’m gonna be fine I’m just dramatic).
Thoughts of an unfaithful sort have made their home in my mind (I accidentally started writing a Harry Potter fic IT WAS AN ACCIDENT) and the river begins to run dry (THE BURNOUT IS COMING FASTER THAN I CAN STOP) though I shall persevere as I have always done (I’M STRONGER THAN MY MENTAL ILLNESS RAAAAAGHHHHH🦅‼️🦅🦅‼️‼️).
Life continues to surprise me (I got accepted into another college program but it might have been a mistake??) and the bloodiest of the battles has yet to come (portfolio interviews are next month), but I keep you in my heart always.
I distract myself from the pain of your absence and pray for when next we see each other (I am excited for the Sunday chapter) and eagerly await our reunion (you lot to say stupid shit when it comes out).
I apologize for my rambling (I got carried away by the format) and count the seconds until I may see you again.
With love,
Me.
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jessamine-rose · 2 years
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AAAA HI I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I LOVE YOUR WRITING FOR CAPITANO, IT IS SO NICE AND DOESNT EVEN FEEL YANDERE, THE WAY YOU EXPLAIN THE STORY AND EVERYTHING IS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINE CAPITANO IS!
TY SO MUCH FOR WRITING THAT!!! ALSO I LIKE TO IMAGINE A SILLY SCENARIO WHERE CAPITANO IS FIGHTING SOMEONE AND HE GLANCES AT A FLOWER FROM AFAR AND STOPS HIS FIGHTING JUST TO PICK A FLOWER, AAHHHH YOU HAD ME JUST FALL IN LOVE WITH CAPITANO
Read Herbarium here!!
Ohh thank you for the compliment and your silly imagine, Anonie!! I was inspired to write my own scarier take on your idea, so enjoy this drabble  (づ ᴗ͈  ˬ ᴗ͈ )づ*.゚
Tw:: YANDERE, violence, blood, murder, stalking, Stockholm Syndrome
Note:: Female reader, pre-release Capitano
♡ 0.7k words under the cut ♡
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The meadow makes for an optimal battlefield. The open space enables various fighting styles. There are no obstacles for opponents to use as shields or hiding places. The soil can soak up the blood and consume the unclaimed bodies for nourishment.
It is only a pity that the flowers must lay witness to such atrocities. They are silent spectators if not casualties to be trampled on and stained with blood. There is no need to mourn them, however.
Once the battle reaches its end, nature shall persevere and reclaim its home. Some flowers may even be granted an untainted death and a beautiful afterlife by the mercy of the First Harbinger.
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The makeshift battlefield is home to a variety of wildflowers. The vivid scene is an unlikely resting place for the Captain’s opponents.
Capitano’s sword slashes the soldier’s arm in a spray of blood. They scream and drop their weapon, staggering away from him.
Blood drips from their wounds and dyes the grass red. The meadow has become a mess of ruined flowers and mutilated bodies. They trip over the newest corpse, recoiling at the sight of their comrade’s crushed head.
The gods are so cruel. Why must they be the last man standing?
The Captain has been silent throughout the entire fight. No proud insults or cruel laughter as he killed their comrades one by one. No unnecessary bloodshed or wasted movements to draw out his opponents’ suffering. He works with cold precision, taking no sadistic entertainment in the fall of his enemies.
He is determined to finish them off as quickly as possible.
There is one thing which the soldier finds odd, however. From what they’ve witnessed, the Captain could have easily murdered everyone in one fell swoop. So why did he allow his opponents to scatter? Why did he attack them in different parts of the meadow? Why did he choose to prolong their terror?
The soldier tries to retreat, only for Capitano to land another critical hit on their leg. They collapse just a few feet away from his initial standing point.
They were all so foolish to think that they stood any chance against the Captain.
Their team had only been tasked to spy on the Fatui’s military camp. They hadn’t expected to find the First Harbinger in a secluded meadow of all places, seemingly distracted by a patch of blue flowers.
…Strangely enough, those flowers show no signs of damage.
The sound of ominous footsteps snaps the soldier out of their thoughts. Capitano doesn’t even give them a second to recover.
That is another benefit of this battlefield. In a meadow located far away from civilization, the screams of terror are left unheard.
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The meadow’s peace has been restored.
Capitano sheaths his sword and inspects the final corpse. He was successful in minimizing the range of the blood splatters. The flower patch remains pristine, undefiled by the battle.
How inconvenient. Despite residing in such a large meadow, the forget-me-nots had chosen to flourish in a single area. He had to maneuver his attacks to ensure that those flowers would emerge unscathed.
The light blue petals are perfectly spotless, though their fragrance is drowned out by the iron scent of blood. It was wise of him to prepare an extra set of gloves.
“My lord! What happened?”
His spy has finally arrived. He walks past the corpses and kneels on the grass.
Capitano changes his bloody gloves. “I was merely ambushed by a few low-ranking fools. Sergeant Charon, your status report.”
“Of course!” Charon looks up and continues speaking. “Your wife is in good health, though she appears to be quite listless as of late. She still spends the majority of her time in her private library.”
His mission will be over in a few days. He must remain patient.
“And what of her new guard?”
“They rarely speak to your wife, as per your orders. From what we have seen, they are performing their duties without fail.”
“Continue to monitor their activity. Should they show any signs of suspicious behavior, eliminate them on sight. You are dismissed.”
“Understood, my lord!”
With that, Charon leaves the meadow.
If his spies were able to notice the difference in his darling’s gaze, she must be exceptionally melancholic in his absence.
A cruel side of Capitano finds gratification in knowing that the light in her eyes has become exclusively reserved for his company.
Capitano picks a small bouquet of forget-me-nots, mindful of his bloodstained armor. The gift will certainly elicit one of his darling’s rare smiles. He is looking forward to their reunion.
Once again, Capitano challenges my ability to write action scenes. Imagine his broken Damsel waiting for him in Snezhnaya, reading her books and wishing for his safe return :’>
Thank you again to everyone who has liked my Capitano works and sent me your sweet messages!! And once again, thank you so much to @diodellet for peer-reviewing this and suffering alongside me!! I didn’t expect myself to become so attached to the twisted love story of Capitano and my darling, but I dug my own grave  (>人<;) Tag a Capitano enjoyer!! @bye-bye-sunbird @yandere-romanticaa @shumidehiro @dear-yandere @northcafe @dulcetthorns @lambdrop @uhhhh-hi-im-sorry-for-this @poetics-of-fuubutsu @p214ven @elixir-de-silence @loleah @springtidewaves @frostedclementine @literaree @the-dreaming-city @something-was-here @lyra-mew @siphite @blankussy @yanmaresu @frogchiro @alexteea @zana-horowa @lcveaesop @the-dreaming-city @micchikari @ryo-ri @harmonysanreads @something-was-here
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ilyfynn · 2 months
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mmu nation i enlist your help in giving me something to do instead of listening in biology. yes i am a halex stan and these are all secretly an excuse to write more halex. 19k is not enough. behold: my first ever poll
more info about each below (proper infodump) (I know I say that I dislike all of them but just choose)
the below all contain halex
modern murder - so I took one look at an extracurricular GCSE class (mine) and went HOW FUN WOULD IT BE IF I MADE THEM MURDER EACH OTHER because they are So Mean and I don't like it. so i jiggled the dynamics around a bit and ended up changing all the characters so now I'm left with a murder au. I planned it across a while but did most of it at 1am, and especially considering I only really write shipping fanfic idk how it is for a murder. however I plan to write all of these someday so as I actually Came Up with an idea I will persevere if needs be
flower shop au - now this was entirely an excuse to write a flower shop au because it would be so freaking cute if alex sent hazel flowers like. LIKE. can you see my 2am vision here. but ofc it's mmu so I had to mysterify it and ngl the mystery I made is kinda trash but. CAN YOU SEE MY "i-planned-this-all-in-one-go-at-12am" VISION????? overall I don't mind this au but I think there isn't much purpose to it so that's why I dislike it somewhat
5+1 - alex-centric halex au. honestly an excuse to make him fall in love again because oblivious alex for the WIN. I probably will write this one first if this poll ends up being of no use because it's plain Pining and I love that
time loop x hanahaki - now this one is one to have an excuse to make myself cry. I really like making characters die, and I really like halex, so I try to make it work whilst being realistic. unfortunately the plan for this one only exists vaguely in my head and my mind and I have disagreements about how well it would work when executed, especially since the scene I've chosen requires a lot of thinking behind the scenes (I suck at that)
do a songfic: I am notoriously good at coming up with songfics that seem really good to me but are really just awfully executed. I'm thinking message in a bottle by Taylor
come up with another one - fake dating au????? I'm thinking that because probably the most impressive and glorious fanfic I've ever read was a fake dating. love love LOVE it. though it would have to be a very long and well thought out one because I'd want to make it Perfect. additionally it would take aaaaaaaaaages to plan but when I do write it I want it to be the peak of my experience in the hyperfixation (it won't because I'll probably have thought of a better au by then)
in conclusion I dislike most of these but will write them anyways. please excuse how I hate my writing too, ARGH I need to work on that. thank you for reading I infodumped very heavily here (I pin the blame on a looooong day)
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bisonaari · 8 months
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Rambling about the finnish language because I have thoughts. They probably won't make a lot of sense, but it's mostly for me hahaha
First of all if you haven't downloaded the app Drops, you should!! It's super fun to learn vocabulary so far, and the interface is soooo cute!! Idk how effective it is on the long term, but it can't hurt to practice more hahaha.
Then this should have actually been first but whatever lol. I'm having so much fun learning the language. I hadn't felt that since I started learning japanese in 2006, and I've tried maaaaany more languages since then lol. I'm genuinely looking forward to my duolingo everyday! Every time I understand a new word in a song or an interview or something it's like my brain has solved a new puzzle and the SEROTONIN I SWEAR
Finnish has started to sound familiar for me now? Like earlier today I was watching an estonian/finnish comparison video and when the guy started speaking estonian I was like "oh yeah I def recognise the intonation and a few words, but that's it". Then the other guy started speaking finnish and my brain had a moment of "OH!! I know this!!! This is our stuff!!" Like I don't even feel that with spanish, and my spanish is better than my finnish by a LONG shot lmao. (It's still shit though I'm like three years old toddler level lol)
Idk I wanted to say something else but I'm just so so so happy a a a a a
OH YEAH also I'm a dumb fuck and since my third language is japanese I've hard-wired myself into pronouncing stuff the japanese way every time a language is nor english nor french, and it PISSES ME OFF. Because I KNOW how to pronounce the sounds but my brain is like oh did you mean [japanese sound] lemme fix that for you NO I KNOW WHAT I MEANT LET ME SAY WORDS GDI
So here is a list of stuff that I need to deprogram
from japanese
U pronounciation. In japanese, u is like a y/u mix and it's so hard to undo once you start doing it URGH
Soft-rolled r. Rolling r hard is kinda bad manneers in Japan so I never really forced myself to do it
L/R confusion. Since it's the exact same sound for both in japanese sometimes I just L my R or roll my L it's so silly hahaha
From french
T/D stridulation. It's pronouncing t as ts and d as dz instead of a hard t or d. It's only found in quebec french and it took me A BILLION YEARS to learn when I moved here, and now I have to undo it???
Ä/A distinction. Already said it, but it's more of a matter of accent in french so I need to stop using them interchangeably
Learn to fucking read y/u and ö/o GDI BISON IT'S NOT HARD
Stress of the first syllable. Almost impossible for a french speaker BUT I SHALL PERSEVERE
From both:
THERE IS NO GENDERED PRONOUN IN FINNISH STOP THINKING ABOUT IT THEY DO NOT EXIST STOPPPPPP
Thank you for reading my scrambled mind lol. I'm training for another department at work and it's a lot of info so my brain is about to leak from my ears, and it shows in my writing lmao
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tomoyajpeg · 4 months
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White Brim | Epilogue 2
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Tori: Mmph, really... I can’t think of anything to say.
It’s weird. I lost that badly, but I don’t really feel frustrated about it.
Eichi: Well, you all did your best too, didn’t you? It wouldn’t have been strange if everything was over and done with a little quicker, but unexpectedly you were able to persevere until the very last moment.
Tsukasa: Tomoe-onii-sama was truly a thorn in our sides... I would have never thought that a “fish” would be armed.
Hiyori: Fufu. It might be simple to abandon your social standing, but the bounds of the world of the living won’t disappear so easily. That’s exactly why discrimination won’t ever disappear, either.
Whether it’s a convenient, carefully thought out form of amusement or the setting of a game, real-world problems aren’t able to just up and vanish.
Eichi: Mhm. You poked a hole in the fragile rules of our game. I’ll commend you for this much, Hiyori-kun, your unexpected cunning was operating at full capacity.
Hiyori: Not as much as yours was, Eichi-kun. Are you, perhaps, a demon of some sort?
Eichi: I’ll take that as a compliment.
Tori: .......
Eichi: Hm? What’s wrong, Tori? I mean, you were completely deceived, emotionally devastated, and then lost our game on top of that, so are you feeling a little down?
Have you become disillusioned with me?
Tori: No... the angelic Eichi-sama who shines so beautifully onstage, and the devilish Eichi-sama who tricks everyone and triumphs in the end...
I love both of them. I’ve been saying that from the very beginning, haven’t I?
Eichi: That’s true. When you thought I’d died, your tears were real. Even I cannot doubt that radiance.
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Eichi: You really do care about someone like me.
Tori: Yeah. Even though it looks like you have a lot of trouble believing that.
So, just like you did this time, even if it’s just a little bit, I want you to tell me more about yourself. I want to know and love everything about my beloved Eichi-sama.
Don’t hide away anymore, or try to cover things up, or pretend to be anything different. Don’t show me the fake Eichi-sama that you want me to see, show me the real thing.
From now on, please. Don’t keep me at a distance.
Eichi: I’ll endeavor to do so. I promise.
And I hope that when I really do die, you’re at least able to smile just a little. I’d like it to be a farewell that doesn’t leave you grieving in the very depths of despair.
I’ll teach you about my everything, little by little. I just pray that you won’t be crushed to pieces under its weight.
Tori: .......♪
Tsukasa: Fufu. It seems that Tori-kun has, at long last, finally reached the same point as I.
I am reminded anew of the importance of what I was able to obtain from Leader— from Leo-san.
Tori: And why do you look so triumphant?
Tsukasa: Well, I quite naturally ended up on the winning team this time, did I not? It feels as if the frustration earned from my crushing defeat at the hands of Crazy:B has cleared up to some extent. ♪
Eichi: Mhm. Your straightforward nature is a virtue, but there are no true straight lines in the natural world. You should remember to be a little more flexible in how you handle the situation in front of you.
Tsukasa: Yes. I shall take to heart what I have learned from this lesson, Tenshouin-onii-sama. ♪
Now, then. While it has been very enjoyable to reminisce about last night’s game and chat like this, I’m sure that you all must have your own affairs to return to—
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Tsukasa: So I would like to immediately partake in my “winner’s privilege.”
Tori: ? What are you talking about?
Eichi: Fufu. Since this is such a special occasion, I’ll let you in on another evil, no-good side of mine, Tori.
Sometimes, rather than lying, the more effective option is to not tell the truth.
Tori: ...?
Eichi: I told Anzu-chan and Tsukasa-kun about it, and Hiyori-kun already knew about it and simply chose to keep quiet. It just so happens that the winner of “clamming” is allowed to make the loser their servant for just one day.
Tsukasa: Yes. And that is what I meant by “winner’s privilege,” the reward earned from emerging victorious. It’s a very special benefit.
Tori: Huh? Did you say “servant”...? So we were humiliated by losing, and now we have to be even more humiliated on top of that?
Eichi: The winner takes it all, and the loser has everything taken from them... He~y, Anzu-chan, it’s time for the costume you worked so hard on to make its proper debut.
Tori: Huh? Huh? Anzu, why are your eyes suddenly sparkling like that...!?
Tsukasa: Fufu. If you think about it, Onee-sama tricking and betraying Tori-kun is quite out of the ordinary for her, but this was her aim all along.
Onee-sama has always had an unrestrained longing to dress us all in adorable outfits, hasn’t she?
To be honest, I don’t quite comprehend that feeling, but as I hold such great love for you, Onee-sama— I would like to understand it.
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Tsukasa: And so, with that said; come along now, Tori-kun. For the whole of today, you shall be my adorable maid. ♪
Eichi: And Hiyori-kun is my maid. ♪ Ah, don’t run away! It’s not like this is your first time, right?
Hiyori: T-this is why I never want to go to parties Eichi-kun’s place is hosting in the first place!
I don’t really mind wearing a cute costume, but I definitely don’t want to be manhandled and ordered around by Eichi-kun!
Eichi: How about you just chalk it all up to bad luck and give in?
Even though I’m sure you wanted to be on the “fisherman” team this year, defeat me and win, and then be in a position to order me around as you like...
Unfortunately for you, in reality it just didn’t turn out that way.
Hiyori: Uuu, this sucks! I’ll win next year, okay!? And then I’ll have you pay me back for this humiliation a billion times over!
Eichi: Isn’t that exactly what someone who always loses his bets would say?
Tsukasa: Indeed. If you’re frustrated, you should just win next time.
...I, as well, will not lose a second time.
Tori: N-no! No way! I’m telling you, I lost to Eichi-sama! I did not lose to Tsukasa!
If it’s a rule, then there’s nothing I can do about it, but at least let me be Eichi-sama’s servant! I don’t want Tsukasa!
Tsukasa: Now, now, don’t throw such a violent tantrum, and stop flailing around. Are you a toddler?
Tori: Uwaaaaa~n! Stop it! Don’t make me wear it, don’t put that maid-like white frilly thing on my head!
Eichi: To obtain anything, there must be equal compensation, Tori.
If you don’t want to be fitted with the mark of a loser, that servant-like white brim a second time— grow stronger, become an adult.
And next time, win.
Fortunately, I’m sure that from now on there will be countless opportunities to do so.
Tori: I-I’ve already learned my lesson~! Whether it’s something important or not, just teach me about it like a normal person, Eichi-sama!
If you’re too mean, I’m going to end up hating you, okay!?
Eichi: Ahaha. Well, for starters, let’s teach you how to tell a believable lie...
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srbachchan · 8 months
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DAY 5678
Jalsa, Mumbai Sept 3/4, 2023 Sun/Mon 1: 04 am
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' पिता पुत्र दोनों खड़े, काके करूँ प्रणाम , जीव दीन बाबूजी इनको, करें उन्हें साष्टांग ' ~ ab
the Father Son standing together, who do I greeting do ; the giver of life was Babuji, in supplication, in prostration to him first
saastaang .. 8 parts of the body in greeting .. prostration of the body or supplication .. forehead, breast, shoulders, hands feet ..
there is much in life to be known and seen .. each moment a learning of immense dimensions .. the righteous and the good ever prevails and is blessed among the good .. but the unrighteous prevail too .. and often considered of value - for a while though - never in perpetuity ..
and the lines of Vijay Dinanath Chauhan from AGNEEPATH prevail .. as he sits in front of the Police head in the Station ..
ये दुनिया बहुत बिगड़ी हुई है Gaitonde साहब; इस दुनिया में बिगड़ा हुआ रहना बहुत ज़रूरी है ; जो सुधर गया वो गया, ऊपर ..
this World is a wretched, damaged place ; it is essential to remain wretched in this World .. he that hath improved or been correct, hath perished and passed away - dead !
justifying that the kind of illegal life Vijay leads it be imperative that he lead a damaged unrighteous life ..
that is the character of the film .. he has suffered so much ungratefulness, discord and evil against him and his family that it has made him bitter ..
life is strange .. it does accommodate several characters in different forms of existence .. the good shall ever prevail over the evil .. that is the poetic justice of cinema .. and that too within 3 hours .. most of us shall never witness poetic justice in our lives, in a lifetime - perhaps several lifetimes .. !!
BUT .. good shall ever exist and be stronger and in the extreme of power , irrespective .. it takes time , but it comes .. and comes in droves of gratitude .. and completion ..
persist .. persevere .. be pertinacious and patient ..
you shall never fail ..
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Amitabh Bachchan
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on the wings of the spear , doth I fly unto thee ,
the skies of the blue , and the pinked flames of glee
~ab
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lunacrescentmoon · 2 years
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Well, it is time.
Cursed Slippers OSD AU by @calcium-cat
Yes I am writing this on the same day as the previous one- if I can make someone happy I shall persevere! This will be based on the birds each of them are.
For the confused or uninitiated, first off go to @calcium-cat 's blog, you'll find a lot of fun stuff there including what this AU is but I shall summarise.
Cursed Slippers is an AU where Cross got Dream some duck slippers, that turned out to be cursed. Dream turned into a duckling, and everyone else in the castle soon followed. My friend and I made it so Error also turned, but he became a humming bird. That way when he crashes, his wings flutter quickly and make the humming sound XD
Now for the bird types:
Dream - Duckling
Night - Goosemare-
Cross - Swan
Dust - Magpie
Killer - Crow(you'll see why I picked Crow over Raven-)
Horror - Rooster
Error - Hummingbird(my friend and I's own touch
-Bird problems and road trips P1-
Where had they gone wrong....
The gang was back to normal, thank stars, but they all had new issues to deal with regarding their new forms. Dust was having... a lot more than the rest though...
He had to keep Cyanide in his cage... all the time.... his bird instincts went wild just with the the scent of the rat. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop it. It became the new darkness in him for a while.
Until he got slapped out of it... by himself...
And then Nightmare found out. He promptly fixed it by setting a scent emitter into Dust's room that nullified any other smell. Dust was then okay with Cyanide.
But the smells didn't change his other issue...
Shiny objects. The magpie in him wanted to take everything. He broke the table trying to get knives and forks, he cracked the van windshield trying to get to a phone that had been left inside, it was Cross', he had done so much to try and get the shiny objects.
That it was becoming a large issue...
See, the gang all wanted to go on a road trip. Killer was... down in the dumps, and needed it.
"A.. road trip?.." Dream asked Cross. He had never heard of it.
"Yeah! It's like an adventure in a car!" Cross exclaimed excitedly. He was just itching to get out on the road. He loved these trips, everyone did truthfully.
It was a release that none of them really got ever since the bird incident. Nightmare had been adamant that would not be healthy because of their new instincts. But, upon seeing Killer so upset over a hit to his pride... he had a change of heart.
Dream smiled brightly, eager to go. Somewhere new was waiting! Finally! His wings flapped in excitement. Horror walked over, his wings tucked behind him calmly and surprisingly the only one that kept his wings fully clean. No one knew why.
"Alright, alright, little duck... we need to get to the van first..." Horror smiled, petting a now pouting Dream.
"Why can't we just walk?" Dream huffed.
"Because I don't want you running off to a water hole and getting hurt." Nightmare chimed in, glaring.
Once everyone... no, ALMOST everyone was in the van, Night noticed an absence.
"Wait, where's Dust?-" and he looked at the windshield... seeing him in his bird form and dive.....
CCRRRAAACCCKKK!!
Night sighed, getting out, managing to pull the magpie off the windscreen and get him into the car. Error held onto the bird, being a surprisingly good carer once he had gotten past the touch thing with help of Dream.
And they set off.
Okay this will be 2 parts- keep an eye out for part 2 later today! ^w^
OSD and CS!OSD belong to @calcium-cat
OGDreamtale belongs to Jokublog
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