#is this even poetry i dont usually write this

[filthylibrabitch]

in another universe, i get accepted into the college i wanted

in another universe, i'm not questioning if i'd even fit in at that college

in another universe, i cant be diagnosed with anything

in another universe i was a happy kid

in another universe, i'm not questioning if it was abuse or not

in another universe, i'm not crying in my room every night

in another universe, i'm sorrounded by the warmth of friends and family

in another universe, i'd be able to rely on people

in another universe, i'd be in my apartment filled with warmth, love, patience, and my favorite snacks

in another universe, i'd feel safe and happy, and worthy of all love

and in that other universe, i'd be accepted with open arms

but this is reality, and not that other universe

#vent #welp #actually mentally ill #sorry for being depressing #actually traumatized #wtf js this😭 #depressing poem #actually bpd #sad poetry #is this even poetry i dont usually write this #excerpt from a book i'll never write

[noisytenant]

sorry, i think this might come across mean, but it is simply how i feel.

almost always i genuinely enjoy writing alt text and im glad im in the habit of doing it. but also, the idea of having someone else describe my images instead of me is so viscerally repulsive. I wonder if we could use this to get more people to write alt text. if you dont wanna write alt text then someone else decides how your post looks to people using screen readers (or people with slow internet). shudder !

and i want to be clear. the people who add image descriptions are incredibly kind and doing a great service often for little to no recognition or appreciation. And a lot of them are good at it. But it isnt about the quality of the description--they could be the best damn writer in the world, they could knock my piddly description into smithereens--if someone else ever became the voice to describe my art, or my face in a memey selfie, or literally anything i posted for public viewing, i would explode. i was born a control freak and i will die a control freak. ONLY I DECIDE MY NARRATIVE ‼‼‼

#indexed post #It would be noble to say that making my work accessible is the only reason i do it... #But this is admittedly also a factor #And as usual I recommend the “alt text as poetry” workshop which informs how i approach alt text. i want to make a summary sometime #also bc like we live in an instant gratification timeline #lots of times i share something privately on discord or on a locked acct where i know nobody needs the descs #so i can be like yayy everyone like my picture like 2 mins after i post it and get 100000 notes #and then after like an hour or the next day if its late i write the alt text which almost always takes like 2-5mins tops #and post it publicly and then im like yaayyyy ayyaya yayayyayayayyayyyay ayayayayyay #but yeah i think like as a sighted person writing alt text is its own expressive form that grants you extended control over your art #so even if you dont personally know or feel the impact of alt text on others #You can come to appreciate it for self-serving reasons HAHA. #the optics of this are obviously not as good but personally i think the pragmatic results outweigh the purity of the sentiment imo #and curb cut effect etc. #anyways. just my musing for the night

[neptuneispurple]

Less is more

I knew a boy once. He liked the colour purple and the smell of rain,  He liked the way I spoke and he liked the way I sang, He liked to strum his guitar while I sat at the end of his bed, He liked our nights spent together, sanity hanging by a thread,

But he liked more.  

Not the kind I am, the kind where lines are defined. Porcelain, pristine, perfect Normal, as he would call it.

He liked more but not the kind I am. Even though he liked my voice, and he liked my purple, The way I listen, the way my eyes sparkled,  I just didn’t understand, Why I was the wrong kind of more. 

But for him I can be less. I can cut and paste, I can put on a prettier face,  For him I would stop swallowing, Or even chewing for that matter, So I can be less. I can slice and trim, I would accept any fate, no matter how grim. I would give away my heart,  And my liver, and my spleen, And the bay window that makes me not pristine, I’ll do away with my wings and my saddlebags, 

And I’ll be less, So he will love me more.

#sad girl era #this is not about anyone in particular lmao i'm just maladaptive but i cant imagine anyone loving me even in fantasy land #poem #poetry #my poem #poet #poetic #less is more #sad #love #i dont usually try to rhyme but i am in a rhythmic mood #writing #amatuer poet #feedback appreciated! #poets on tumblr #neptuneispurple

[hopeheartfilia]

its very important to me to write posts about fics i read on a regular basis but its also very important to me to check that i saved them as drafts and didnt post them

#me #a shitpost can be blue #if i have something slightly negative to say about a fic it usually goes there #my notes app isnt for complaining about slight vibes a charactherisation is giving me #its about running commentary on fics that are longer then most book series #its about the dumbest possible combination of grocery lists #also terrible chunni poetry one could write at 3 am recently #i actually liked writting that shit #but like yeah i dont really like sharing actual negative thoughts about a fic online #firm believer of dont like dont read and all that #but i do sometiems tend to keep reading this even if somethibg baout them drives me mad if the rest has kept my interest #because my focus is a ficle beats and i follow it wherever it goes #which ends to not finishing a lot of shit i actually love

[thoustve]

i love writing :)

#i may struggle with it most days! there’s a reason i struggle to maintain/continue to write on my ‘main’/rp blog #but sometimes i get the itch to write or struck with inspiration #and usually it comes outbin poetry or very small writing snippets #however something possessed me this time i guess and im eager and determined to see it to the end lmao #even if chances are i probably wont share it here i just gotta share my excitement for writing more than 8 lines of poetry LOL #and instead a little fic for once #im not even done!!! #this is like #mmmm #i dont wanna guesstimate too much cause im a wordy bitch #but more or less 2/3s??? but could end up being more like only 1/2 if my wordiness gets the better of me lmao #we’ll see! we’ll see.

[honeytonedhottie]

honey's guide to spring⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🪷

i've been preparing this post for a while bcuz i LOVE spring and for this spring i just wanna embody feminine, fairy, dream-like beauty in my day-to-day this spring, and just enjoy it fully.

THE MOOD FOR SPRING : planting new seeds, fresh fruit, and bouquets of flowers. tea parties and floral prints and perfumes. green grapes, hibiscus tea and waking up early to see the sunrise.

PREPARATION FOR SPRING : stock up on your favorite fruits and teas. if u want fruits that are in season, the fruits in season during spring include strawberries, cherries, blueberries, kiwis, bananas and nectarines. my favorite spring time tea is hibiscus and i love a good matcha during all seasons but especially spring, and lastly a good citrus tea is always something that i enjoy.

if ur someone who experiences rly bad allergies during the spring make sure that u go to ur doctors for a check up, and make sure that u have everything that you'll need to combat allergies.

THE PLAYLIST : a good playlist is always essential so my spring playlist consists of : eternal sunshine - jhene aiko. はるなつあきふゆ - ichiko aoba. afterglow - luna li. pisces - yerin baek. fairy of shampoo - TXT. scenery - red velvet. hydrangea love - TXT. cool with you - newjeans. salad days - iiso. pov - ariana grande. lyricist - heize.

REFRESH : time for spring cleaning both mentally and physically. analyze what habits are nourishing u and which habits are drying you out. analyze ur space and do a deep cleaning, that way u can feel lighter both mentally and physically.

wash ur sheets, maybe even buy fresh sheets (floral printed sheets for spring ofc)

go thru ur closet and put the winter and autumn clothes towards the back and bring the spring clothes where they're more accessible and visible

deep clean ur room and clean ur house -> get onto clean-tok for some cleaning motivation cuz watching videos of people cleaning and organizing always motivates me to do so too

create new pinterest boards and delete ones that u dont use, or if u want to, create a completely new pinterest account. i've grown attached to my pinterest account so i won't delete it, but i've made lots of other accounts on separate devices

oftentimes we forget to clean what we use the most, and that buildup can cause our tools to be counterproductive, and just carry a lot of unnecessary germs so here are some things not to forget to clean and organize ;

behind ur ears

ur earbuds or headphones

ur skincare tools and devices (gua shas, face rollers)

ur phone screen

ur folders, binders, and folders

CULTIVATING CREATIVITY :

create something - do some painting, start a sketchbook, start dabbling in some poetry, maybe write a short story, cultivate an elite playlist etc etc

connecting with nature - go and get some fresh air, wake up earlier than usual to watch and enjoy the sunrise. drink different teas that you've never tried before, go to a local crystal shop if ur into that, make urself an elaborate platter of ur favorite fruits. go for a walk in the park, pick flowers and speaking of flowers, go and buy urself a pretty bouquet.

create a spring-time mood board

TENDING THE GARDEN OF THE MIND :

ofc i MUST talk about the mind in any of my posts bcuz its just so incredible. but what you think matters!! what u think manifests! the thoughts that u continue to water and entertain are what you will experience. therefore when u change ur thoughts and water the seeds of the new thought, you'll get a new flower.

its like gardening. your thought is the seed, and ur mind is the soil. when u entertain ur thoughts ur watering the seed, and you'll get a new flower, the flower is the new experience. so this spring, plant new thoughts and entertain those thoughts ✨

FUN SPRING-LIKE THINGS :

picking flowers -> buying yourself a bouquet

have a tea party by yourself or with friends (reference my tea party post if u need some inspo)

make a bracelet or anklet out of flowers

take a bath and infuse the bath with things like rose petals, rose scented bath milks etc

crystal shopping (last year i added amethyst to my crystal collection, this year i'd love to add selenite into my collection)

watch a 90's anime (i've watched sailor moon about a MILLION times and im gonna rewatch it again this year bcuz its just the girliest, best anime i've watched and is one of my favorites)

so i hope that this post sparked some ideas on ways that u can enjoy your spring girlies ✨

#it girl #becoming that girl #self care #that girl #it girl energy #honeytonedhottie⭐️ #honeys guide to spring🪷 #flowers #spring #dream girl tips #dream girl #dream life #romaniticization #romanitcize #music #mindset #girl blog #just girly things #girlblogging #girly #girly girl #hyperfemininity #soft spring #springtime #floral #flowercore #snowdrops #fairy #princess #my thoughts💬🎀

[skeelly]

"trust that you betrayed, confusion that still lingers"

i see you've decided to suffer by checking my blog so-

hi! welcome to my blog! :)

✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉

: ̗̀➛ i usually post about: taylor swift, sometimes one direction, books i haven't actually finished, rarely rants, sometimes harry potter/other shows I've watched and honesty just anything i see on my feed.

: ̗̀➛ i love/enjoy: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, claire rosinkranz, conan gray, one direction and all it's members, harry potter, HORSES, writing//reading, money, poetry, football//soccer (sports in general), memes or anything funny, painting my nails, that one guy in my sister's class, being annoying and most importantly the sturniolo triplets.

this is a safe place for everyone!

@crysten is my second acc that i has no value and use. if you know me irl, i suggest you just stop looking at my blog :)

: ̗̀➛ things about me: my name is kristen. i go by she/her. im from the philippines. im a capricorn. intp-t. its hard for me not to make typos cause i send messages without thinking twice. i hate school. if we don't count online friends then im practically friendless. im in a science curriculum but can't understand physics. i love writing. i can fluently speak 3 languages but i want to speak more. i look like an absolute mess no matter the time. im 100000% ambivert. i don't like people who can't work the same pace as me (i know that's toxic, i swear im trying to fix it). my birthday is after christmas. i embarrass myself in ways not even god thought would be possible. im a confusing little biatch so im sorry. OBVIOUSLY, i live off of pinterest and i guess tumblr. proper grammar = non existent. i will give you anything you want, just give me a horse and grayson hawthorne. i love making friends so please don't feel shy to interact with me and i am a minor so please don't be weird <3

i reblog my posts to my other acc because im funny and yes, i keep adding to this intro because i find this thing fun and im kinda bad at keeping up with posts im mentioned in, so im sorry if i dont reply. oh and this intro is heavily inspired by @svnflowermoon & @stvrlighhttt <3

: ̗̀➛ some special people:

@mqstermindswift @stvrlighhttt @remingtonreputation13 @what-about-wendy @dumbass-lesbian @themidnightarcher @astraeasparrow @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @lucinda-008 @niallermybabe @coco6420 @atwtmvftvtvsgavralpss @swiftieannah @reminiscentreader @hathorneheiress @xyzinthearea-1 @glitterfuturisticmortally @blocked-zombieartist @philomenacunkstan1 @real-human-shana-nicole @newromanticslut @holdmyteaplease @my-mind-is-frozen @zuzanna-jadw1ga @starchasers-stuff @chilipowder9 @iwanttomarrynoahshaw @evermore-4-life @lovliestars @urbanflorals @sl33py-angel @antlerbullets @rohza-is-a-bit-gay @mickeywheeler @reyna-obsessed @13callisto @nqds @maketheshadowsfearyou @crowgenius @in-a-state-of-crisis @cc-horan @bookishswiftie1989 @ava-taylors-version @pranav03 @thislifeissweeterthanfiction @mickeywheeler @waiting-down-the-hall-for-me (apparently i reached the max ments on a post)

SERIOUSLY, IF YOU KNOW ME IRL, STOP LOOKING AT ME BLOG.

: ̗̀➛ dni: racists//homophobes//proshippers//does not stand with palestine//over 30 (respectfully)

[deth-of-a-junkie]

i have a lot of postal dude headcanons, so ive split them up.

so heres my postal 1 dude headcanons

p1 dude has a special interest on the jets and weaponry used in ww2 and the vietnam war, but also the U.S military as a whole. he specifically likes to collect vintage U.S military memorabilia and propaganda. he can go on for hours about the faults of the government and government greed and corruption, he hates the system. he also knows a lot about JFK assassination theories and will go on for hours about them.

oh yeah. postal 1 dude is autistic.

he also has a spin on guns. he knows them all by name and loves to learn about different manufacturers and how each one are built. he knows how to deconstruct them and put them back together. he even has some guns he's made himself. legal? probably not. he doesnt care.

p1 dude also prefers reading in books for information instead of searching the web for them, so amongst the mess of his house is just piles upon piles of books.

p1 dude also is great at poetry. he loves writing too, which is why i think he started his diaries.

he also loves drawing! he loves going out and drawing scenery the most, he also likes drawing nude figures. he finds the human body to be interesting.

p1 dude is religious. im divided on if i see him as someone whos spiritually aligned closer to catholics (though i wouldnt call him a straight up catholic, he doesn't like the church.) or pagen.

talking about pagen dude, correct me if im wrong, i dont know much about pagenism (but ive been trying to learn more as of recent), but he specifically worships greek gods. out of the gods, his favorite is ares.

he hangs around poostall dude a lot. they arent really friends, they're kinda opposites of each other, but poostall looks up to him as a mentor in philosophy among other things.

he used to be active in his local punk scene when he was younger. he has a lot of cds and tapes of obscure bands that almost no one has heard of.

he loves metal more then anything though, and he also has a large collection of horror films (all on vhs, a few of dvd. he doesnt have his dvd player plugged in so he only uses it if he has too. also refused to buy blueray. if its the only option he burns it onto a disk himself.).

his favorite genres of metal are melodic death metal and prog metal. i would also say dsbm but i feel like thats too corny. he loves opeth. also death.

he's non-speaking most of the time by choice. the older he's gotten the more he started to isolate himself, and he usually chooses to ignore people when theyre talking and not respond at all, mainly just people who ask for directions and stuff on the street he'll just ignore. he just doesnt feel the need too, he likes to stay invisible.

talking about that, he hates leaving his house. it used to be because of anxiety but it slowly became due to his other mental health issues getting worse, especially his fear of everyone being out to get him/everyone else being demons/whatever your interpretation of his reasonings behind postal 1 is.

3 in one shampoo. also uses hand soap to shave instead of shaving cream. also uses hand soap to wash his face...

he needs glasses. his sunglasses also has his normal prescription lenses in them, his eyes are sensitive to light so he chose to make them sunglasses too (i believe this is possible. if its not, well it is now). he also has a 2nd pair that are just normal glasses, he uses them only to read or when he's walking around his house at night. (this is totally not me self reflecting with the realization that i just found out i need glasses..../s)

I DONT KNOW HOW I FORGOT TO MENTION but also has a special interest on nuclear disasters, nuclear power plants, and radiation. theyre not separate theyre all apart of one fixation that branches off the core idea of nuclear power. like he cant have one without the other. if that makes sense.

also uses he/they. he doesnt out right say it, he doesnt use social media so its not like, in a bio or anything. he just naturally picked it up. will also accept she being used to refer to himself, but is not something he states publicly or asks people to do. he was surrounded by the queer community growing up as most of his highschool friends were apart of the community so he just one day realized he wasnt opposed to it being used in reference to himself.

he is an ASSHOLE. he used to be more considerate in his youth but the older he got the grumpier he got. he is SCARY when he insults someone. like he will have an entire ass speech of him just degrading someone until they literally have nothing left to say for themselves.

doesnt get angry though. he's calm when hes upset and frustrated, or will straight up just make fun of and make harsh jokes about the situation (i mean that like. if he gets into a disagreement with someone on the street he will laugh at them and mock them by teasing them. thats what i mean.)

#sorry i love p1 dude so much. like so much. #i think about him way too much. #im so not normal about him #please correct any incorrect info in here crying emoji #postal #postal dude #postal headcanons #postal dude headcanons #postal 1 #rws #running with scissors #p1 dude #postal 1 dude

[queenie-blackthorn]

tips for writing arab characters

writer here!! im a middle eastern writer whos noticed that theres a VERY significant lack of info on how to write arabs, so im here to help !! (however, keep in mind that im specifically gulf arab and may not be able to provide as much info on levant arabs or north african arabs. if there are any on here, feel free to reblog w more info !! )

dont get arabs mixed up w muslims. yes, a large portion of the arab population are muslim, but youd be surprised at the number of non-muslim arabs that exist. if you wanna write abt a muslim character, a post i made that might help is here 

list of arab countries, with the adjective:

algeria — algerian

bahrain — bahraini 

the comoros islands — comorans

djibouti — djiboutian

egypt — egyptian

iraq — iraqi

jordan — jordanian

kuwait — kuwaiti

lebanon — lebanese

libya — libyan

morocco — moroccan

mauritania — mauritanian

oman — omani

palestine — palestinian

qatar — qatari

kingdom of saudi arabia (ksa) — saudi

somalia — somali

sudan  — sudanese

syria — syrian

tunisia — tunisian

united arab emirates (uae) — emirati

yemen — yemeni

dialects/language:

dialects greatly differ—the egyptian dialect is the most common, followed closely by the levantine dialect

classic arabic is called fusha (fuss-ha), used in things like official documents, media, education. every arab knows it but its not used in day to day language except in media (all dialects basically come from fusha, but with slight changes)

'p' and 'g' (as in 'gurgle' or 'goal') dont exist in the arabic alphabet, theyre replaced with 'b' and 'j' 

depending on where theyre from, they may also learn a third language besides arabic and english (e.g. moroccans know french, a berber arab may know berber)

appearance:

arabs look different based on where theyre from. if theyre from the arabian peninsula, they have thick curly dark hair, tanned skin, and dark eyes. levant arabs are lighter skinned, and green/blue eyes are more common with them

adding on to previous point, arabs have a variety of skin tones, even if theyre siblings. using a real example, me and my older brother respectively look white passing and afro hispanic

dark irises are considered better looking than lighter colored eyes. eyes are usually thick-lashed, with big round slightly upturned eyes 

big noses are common, along with full lips (and hereditary dark circles for those with more tanned skin)

high cheekbones and well structured faces are also prevalent

culture:

varies depending on location

influenced by indian culture, IS NOT INTERCHANGEABLE WITH INDIAN CULTURE. that was aladdins mistake

poetry is so common, especially with romantic themes

songs also have romantic themes

youd be surprised at how romantic arabs are

dances vary extremely, from dabke (palestinean dance done in groups, consisting largely of leg/foot movements) to yola (emirati dance with battle origins, done using canes or fake guns) i recommend watching videos (tiktok has a lot of videos esp of dabke)

women also dance but you wont find a lot of videos of it bc its inappropriate

etiquette:

things such as giving someone your back, or facing the bottom of your feet towards someone are considered rude 

pda is also taboo (even with straight couples or even sometimes married couples)

cheek kisses are a common way of greeting, but not between genders

in some gulf countries, men greet each other with a nose kiss (not in an intimate way) just stubbing their noses against each other

genders do not mix at all. schools tend to divide girls and boys into two sections starting at a certain age (around age 10/11), and mosques are split into the mens side (usually larger than womens bc men use the mosque more)

having an extramarital relationship is very very taboo (even w hetero relationships) but it still happens. a lot. 

family dynamics (note that this is obviously a spectrum. this is the general dynamic, but obv it ranges from family to family):

NOT ALL OF US HAVE ABUSIVE PARENTS. sure theyll spank you if you skip school, but thats not necessarily abusive. its more strict, and youd be surprised at the amount of freedom some parents give their kids

yes, arranged marriages do happen. no, they arent necessarily forced, it just means that your parents had a hand in deciding who youll marry. yes, marrying cousins is a thing, but its much less prevalent now (also, ew)

fathers care. a lot. they dont show it, but they do. they also tend to joke around a lot

mothers tend to be the rule enforcers, and by far our moms are our best friends. we tell them EVERYTHING i swear 

aunties gossip a lot

uncles are a safety hazard

its not uncommon to have a large number of cousins (mainly bc arabs tend to have a lot of kids)

the average number of children 3 per woman, but from personal experience the older the generation the more kids (e.g. my great-grandmother had a whopping thirteen kids, my grandmother had seven, my mom has six, but a couple of my aunts only have one or two)

social class/work environment/school environment:

schools tend to be either arab curriculums but there is a high density of american/british curriculum schools

boys and girls tend to be separated in school around age nine/ten but some schools will be mixed genders up till graduation

yes, women work, tho admittedly some of them tend to have careers more than jobs (e.g. photographer, writer, etc while the men handle engineering, economics, etc)

no, not all of us are rich. in fact, countries like jordan, egypt, tunisia, morocco, and yemen (and infamously palestine) are acc struggling w poverty. its mainly just gulf arabs who are rich

furthermore, gulf arabs may be generally rich but a large chunk of them have the same lifestyle as an upper-middle class family in the usa. rich but not too rich. dont be fooled by the videos of guys wearing kandoras and driving lambos

speaking of kandoras...

outfits (keep in mind that spelling may vary since its all transliteration, and pronunciation may vary depending on region) (also keep in mind that even if we still live in the middle east, WE CAN WEAR JEANS AND HOODIES AND BAND SHIRTS. just, usually cover up more in public):

abaya: loose overgarment worn by women

jilbab/chandoor: also worn by women, type of long dress or tunic

the white robe all of yall know is known as a thobe, dishdasha, or kandora

the colored headscarf worn by men is known as a ghuthrain in the gulf, kevfiah in the levant. its kept in place with a black cord called a aghal, and under it they wear a skullcap called a thagiyah

those are the most common ones, however if youd like to get a lil more specific on clothong, the ultimate guide to arab clothing is here (it also has specified clothing for individual countries)

hope this helps, feel free to reblog w more info if you have any !!

#writing tips #writing arabs #arab #writer sources #writing help #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing advice

[writing-on-a-bathroom-stall]

the alcott (could it be easy?)

ellie williams x writer!reader

modern au !!!

cw: use of y/n, cursing, DRAMATIC ass lesbians, this is actually fucking terrible don't read it oh my god !!! first time writing so pls pls pls be nice.

NOT PROOFREAD DONT BE MEAN TO ME !!!

you hummed gently to yourself as you continued to write in you journal. writing poetry had always seemed cringy until you realized how happy it made you. and how it made it so easy to express your emotions through little poems and writing drabbles. maybe that's why you were writing about the girl that always seemed to be on your mind.

ellie williams, your best friend, who you hadn't spoken to for...what was it? three weeks by now. she hadn't been talking to you. ignoring your calls, your texts, everything. but this wasn't exactly...unusual for ellie. every so often she would do this and then just randomly message you and act like nothing had ever happened. of course, you had just assumed the same thing was happening.

but that's where this time was different. she didn't message you and pretend nothing happened. she had actually sent a rather weird message.

els<3:

meet me at our coffee shop on 8th avenue

tomorrow at 12:30

please.

of course, you had said sure. but in reality you were really confused. this had never happened before. 

so this morning you woke up, got ready, and headed to the cafe. you sat in the back corner, where you always sat. and waited. at exactly 12:30, you heard the door open, and you knew who it was without even looking up. you continued writing in your notebook, until the auburn haired girl slid into the booth across from you. 

she sat their silently for a second. and you looked up at the freckled face you'd come to know so well. you smiled up at her. 

"hi." you stated plainly. tilting your head at the girl.

"hey," she breathed out nervously. rubbing her arm. "look, y/n, i'm really sorry it's just-"

you cut her off gently. "ellie, did i do something wrong? the last thing i want is for us to not talk, els. you know that. so if i did something just tell me." 

her eyes widened in surprised, "no, that's not it," she insisted. "it's my fault, you didn't...you didn't do anything." she breathed out, closing her eyes to gather her thoughts

you fiddled with the pen in your hand nervously. 

"i just...you know you're my best friend right? i tell you everything." she said, meeting your confused gaze. 

you thought ellie told you everything, but something tugged at you. she didn't. she usually told you all of her problems, but in the weeks before she had ghosted you, she hadn't been telling you everything. you couldn't explain how, but you just knew it. 

you didn't exactly tell her everything either so, who were you to judge? 

"you're my best friend too, els." you said, quietly.

ellie was your best friend. but that didn't explain why it hurt so bad when she stopped talking to you. you tried to convince yourself it was completely platonic but, that wasn't the complete truth. you were a little bit in love with the girl in front of you, you had to admit. 

ellie let out a sigh, you couldn't tell if it was of relief or sadness. you weren't sure if you wanted to know. her eyes roamed the room in front of her, looking at everything except you. 

"ellie, what's this about?" you finally asked. the green eyes you were so fond of locked on you. 

"i don't think we can do this anymore, y/n." she stated, bluntly. 

"what?" you said quickly, looking up at her confused. "what do you mean?" you furrowed your brows.

"we can't be friends y/n. we just can't. i can't." she said, upset. she tapped her foot against the ground like she always did when she was frustrated. 

"ellie, why-" you started before you were cut off. 

"because y/n!" she said, exasperated. "because i can't do this anymore. i can't pretend anymore." 

pretend. you thought. you thought of every time you'd talked to ellie. trying to think of what could've made her want to do this, to break off your friendship. you practically let the girl walk all over you, as long as she was happy. as long as she stayed.

what could've gone wrong? you asked yourself. 

"pretend what?"

"pretend that i'm not in love with you." 

oh. oh. 

you didn't completely process the words before ellie was standing up. she rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly, as if that wasn't something she had wanted to say. she stepped back.

"i'm sorry, y/n-" she turned and walked away. to the front door. you watched her open the door and step onto the street. 

before you knew what you were doing you were practically running to catch up with the girl. 

"ellie- wait-" you panted, trying to catch your breath. 

she turned towards you. "y/n-"

before she could finish the sentence, your lips met hers in a kiss. and she instinctively cupped your face in her hands. 

her lips were soft, not like you had imagined how they'd feel or anything, and tasted like the vanilla chapstick you knew she wore. 

you pulled back from the kiss and stared into her eyes. "i love you, els." you said.

she smiled at you, before gently leaning in and kissing you again.

authors note: this is actually terrible please don't hate me for this. this is my first time posting my writing EVER so pls be nice to me. i'm actually so scared.

#ellie willaims #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #tlou 2 #the last of us part ii #tlou ellie #tlou #tlou2 #the last of us #fanfiction #Spotify

[thedeathwitchescats]

daily offerings I want to add into my practice

First up is deities I actively work with and worship heavily

Hades

Tarot pulls

Working on my death alter

Cleaning ((offering both to him and the spirits))

Lighting his candle ((maybe not daily but more regularly than I do right now))

Meditation

Keeping good finances ((once I score a steady job going every day will be devotional time to him as well))

Wearing his necklace or other devotional jewerly

Persephone

Spring and summer

Keeping my room tidy

Keeping my [her] plants alive

Fall and winter

Tarot pulls ((I need to get her a deck))

Moving my meditation with hades outside to honor her as well

Aphrodite

Daily showers

Listening to self love subliminals

Eating fruit

Lighting her candle for skin care ((as well as doing regular skin care))

Daily self cleansing ((even if it is just intentional showering some days))

Remembering to eat every day

Ares

Shadow work ((targeted at anger))

Calming exercises

Deep breathing

Remembering to vent my feelings when they get too big ((even if it is just to his candle))

Dionysus

Sadly I am not able to be medicated ((mental health spooky shit)) yet but that is going to be a devotional act for him once it happens. Currently tho:

Tracking my sh recovery journey

I am going to work on a playlist for him but listening to it will be a daily devotional act ((even just a few songs))

Not daily but regularly watching musical cartoons

Also not daily ((dionysus is very chill in my practice so I dont often work with him every day in large capacities)) but working with and making spell oils

Lady Morrigan

I know some people worship the morrigan as three separate entities but often she presents herself to be as one sole entity ((often as the aspect titled Badb)) so I just refer to her as "Lady Morrigan")) however you work with/worship her is totally valid

Study celtic mythology

Scrying work

Daily coffee with her

Asking for her advice with decisions I know I shouldnt make on my own

Lilith

Shadow work ((general digging into my inner self))

Self love practices ((taking daily time for myself, also considering starting yoga again as a devotional act for her))

Lighting her candle while i get ready ((I wanna do this with a couple people for different reasons but for her specifically I want to devote the time I get dressed to her))

Moon cycle calendar

Queen Maeve

Tend to the plants

Making an alter to the fae is going to be a big devotional act for her as it is gonna be my first outdoor alter

Reading mythology with her

Practicing traditional magic

Now for guides and deities I worship casually

Lady Asteria

I want to start a dream journal dedicated to her

Sleep meditation

Lady Freya

Taking care of my kitten

Caring for my personal relationships

Cerridwen

Writing poetry for her

Working on my stories

Asmodeus

Boundary work ((this was why he first appeared into my space, what him and I worked on most while I worked with him, and it is what he helps with now that he took a step back))

Knowing when to quit some things

Lucifer

Shadow work ((when I devote the shadow work to Lilith he usually pops in too))

#hades worship #aphrodite worship #dionysus worship #persephone worship #ares worship #lilith worship #asmodeus worship #queen maeve worship #the morrigan worship #asteria worship #freya worship #cerridwen worship

[prodigal-explorer]

my tss headcanons that make my fics/ideas/profile unique!!

basically headcanons that i rarely see other people share but i love them and i talk about them on the regular!

(also most of these are gonna be about roman lol)

1. roman is dark skinned, and not even like a teeny tiny little tan either he’s like DARK dark skinned and so is remus, but remus is a tiny bit lighter than him.

2. roman has a lightning mcqueen nightlight that he uses to tackle his fear of the dark. he also regularly has nightmares.

3. in high school aus, roman is not popular. he is not the queen bee, he is not the mega powerful guy with a lot of friends. he is an OUTCAST! whether it’s because he’s a spoiled brat who was never taught social skills, or he’s a theatre nerd who never stops talking about music and art and poetry. this man is not heather chandler reincarnated, he is a high school outcast 😭

4. virgil is wayyyy way way buffer than roman 😂 he is not a weak little noodle getting carried around by the valiant prince roman, he is a tough, silent guy carrying around his whiny dramatic twink.

5. on that note, virgil is the strong and silent type, but he’s not like super shy and meek or super mean and snappy. i love my virgil to be somewhere in between. he’s got some snark, but usually, it doesn’t get expressed out loud. i would compare him most linearly to matthew cuthbert from anne of green gables.

6. logan is so protective. this man deserves a brother of the year trophy because i make him the big brother in so many aus and he is just such an amazing brother figure because he cares so much and he cares about keeping his loved ones safe.

7. on that note, logan is SO kind to the weak, harsh to the strong. and janus is the same way. enough said.

8. every single side is capable of causing damage. i see so many people who make every other side realistic and then their favorite is so innocent and special and physically incapable of doing wrong. thats not me. everybody can and has caused irreparable damage and its delicious.

9. roman has a massive sweet tooth and virgil has absolutely no spice tolerance.

10. NONE OF THE SIDES ARE SKINNY LITTLE TOOTHPICKS. WE HAVE ENOUGH SKINNY LITTLE TOOTHPICK REPRESENTATION WE DONT NEED MORE. “patton is so small and petite” NO. patton has a dad bod, logan has belly for days, virgil and remus are muscular af, janus and roman are curvy bodyodyodyody. and they’re all BEAUTIFUL. AND THATS THE LAW. like where did all the stick figure side stuff come from?? not even THOMAS is that super mainstream body type that every single popular character ever is. i can’t wait for the world to get tired of writing endless skinny characters. (AND I AM NOT BEING OFFENSIVE I AM LITERALLY 110 POUNDS MYSELF SO I CAN SAY THIS.)

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss #roman sanders #sanders sides fandom #virgil sanders #remus sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #roman tss #tss logan #tss roman #tss virgil #virgil tss #sanders sides headcanons #sanders sides headcanon #sanders sides fandom critical #thomas sanders sides

[aguamarinee]

hey ! i would like to request a fluffy jo drabble/one-shot, write anything u want i don't really have a specific request 😆 pls take your time dont worry <3

➪ 𝐀/𝐍.: I wasn't planning on making this into a oneshot (I mean it kind of happened anyway and I'm not mad at it), but I felt like I should do justice since I put off this request for so long, I'm so sorry anon!! I tried making it extra sweet for Jo, and thank you for requesting this, even if I was pretty slow with it! But truly, this was a perfect idea for my first Jo fic! <3

➪ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Jo × reader

➪ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff all the way, established relationship, female reader

➪ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Just a journey to home, and its many companions until the final destination.

➪ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1,2k

Your day came to an end at last. You left work a bit later than you anticipated but it was fine, it was fine if you'll be home in no time, already imagining the comfort of your house capturing you.

You exited your workplace, looking back at the glass doors which you could see through clearly in every season, like the purest crystals, and also the place where you stood made you remember all the times Jo came in front of your workplace to get you. To comfort you after a tiring day just by his mere presence.

No matter how many times, he always managed to be adorably awkward as if he wasn't picking up his girlfriend from work for the hundredth time.

You remembered his excited smile during spring, his flushed, red cheeks and ears caused by the cold air in winter, his slightly sweaty forehead in summer, and that big scarf around his neck when you were deep in autumn.

You passed a couple of streets, treading the young evening roads between houses, locking eyes on the same restaurants and cafés every time, even if you've been to some of them. With Jo.

You always liked to walk a bit to enjoy the environment around you any given time, even if you would know the place like the back of your hand, it felt all the better; thinking you're familiar with a part of a city so much you know every nook and cranny of its lane.

...All the better, also because memories tied you to them, different but equally precious memories.

When you finally reached the bus stop it wasn't a long wait until you got on, found a seat next to the window, and let go of yourself since you were traveling until the last stop.

You went for the window seats always, it made you appreciate every sight again, so it was natural.

You sat on this bus with Jo many times as well, he would always let you be next to the glass since he was more endeared by your sight than the city's.

He never said a word, and let you go on, to ramble about anything that came to mind.

You knew the stops by heart by now, murmuring them in the quietest way possible, tasting the pronunciation on your lips again and again, smiling dumbly about their names, and enjoying the long minutes until your stop was due.

The bus passed through a small tunnel that suddenly clouded your vision from the window but it made you even more excited, this meant you were halfway there.

It was Friday, you didn't have to go to work tomorrow and neither did Jo, so you knew the two of you will have a peaceful off day in the morning and you wanted nothing more.

After the tunnel you saw the huge park that was the favorite place of all the locals since it had everything in it; small playground areas for kids, long grassy trails for dogs, relaxing spots with tables and benches, big picnic zones, and a main square of some sorts with a big fountain and a water tower beside it.

It was like its own little island in the middle of the city, although it was completely connected by roads and streets, everyone loved it so much since it had everything to offer.

After the park, there came a small residential area, with several blocks of houses usually for families or young adults. It was a busy district but it was nice and lively thanks to the neighbors from all around the houses.

You remembered this specifically because during your last years of university and your early days of working and starting to date Jo, you used to live in one of these apartments.

You could never miss the complex owner's efforts in planting new trees around and doing everything to make the neighborhood more liveable, succeeding big time and attracting more and more residents.

You moved out because with time your relationship with Jo deepened and eventually the two of you settled on living together in another district, a bit further away from everything you just crossed.

But it was alright, you loved exploring the new area with Jo, and it made you happy that you will be still able to see all your past places where you left your memories behind.

...Slowly, but finally you arrived in front of your house.

The bus dropped you off and from the other side of the road, you already saw the big block of apartments which you were supposed to go in and find your own.

You've been living here for a while now with Jo, everything was nice, you never had the slightest idea to complain but all of it still felt new somehow. You had yet to feel that knowing inkling of nostalgia when you come around this neighborhood but this wasn't a bother to you, more like a hopeful feeling, something to achieve and look forward to. Hoping that you get to spend more weeks, months, or even years here together with Jo to grow just as accustomed to these circumstances as to the previous ones.

Because of memories and traditions following through all your life.

You shuffled around for your keys, the familiar dangling soon hitting your ears, sticking it into the lock, and just seconds after the well-known click of the door greeted you as well.

You stepped inside inhaling the comforting scent of your shared apartment, dropping your handbag temporarily on a hanger, stripping your outer coat and your shoes off to walk into the living room.

You sniffed again and that's when a foreign smell hit you, which wasn't the dainty lavender air freshener you bought a week ago.

"Hi, you finally arrived." Jo peeked from the opening of the stylish American kitchen with a cute smile, taking in your form on the last day of the week. He was cooking rice, you were sure, but this time you didn't pry and let him prepare dinner all he wanted.

So you just stood near him as he took a step closer to kiss your forehead, careful not to touch you too much since he was cooking and messed up his hand a bit, but his affection was there.

You smiled, reciprocating his action with a peck on his cheeks then looking back into his eyes.

"You're home," He said softly. "and we have a relaxing weekend in front of us, just the two of us." He announced proudly but you already knew that, so you almost ignored his second statement.

"...Yes, I'm home, with you." You gazed at him with adoration and love, every day he was the last piece missing from your daily puzzle, to complete any workday.

"What?" Jo asked back a bit surprised, a blush creeping onto his ears.

"I was just thinking about this all day, all week. I feel at home with you. I'm glad we decided to live together, Jo." You confessed out of the blue with a genuine smile almost stretching beyond your eyes and he just gave a shy laugh — but you knew it was the pure sound of his love, a confession of how he felt about you —, before he clumsily scooted away, back to the kitchen to produce a successful dinner. All the while you walked back to get your bag, took it to your room, and started to change, accepting another working week's end and getting into a comfortable mood with the lazy days coming up.

➪ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 【𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓】 !

#&team #andteam #&team scenarios #&team x reader #&team fanfic #&team jo #andteam jo #asakura jo #&team fluff #marinewers º•°༚º

[lynpheasmagix]

Valentines Day Headcanons

Bloom x Sky

bloom tells sky about the jist of valentines day, sky's immediately on board

usually, they mainly go to gardenia and have a pretty sappy date (this is bloom and sky we're talking about here)

they go to an ice cream parlor, and have a picnic in the park. both of them just really like to people watch

also kiko's also there, causing chaos as always

bloom makes sure that he's on his best behavior but its k i k o we're talking about here

Brandon x Stella

while they do have their game of who can flirt with the most ___, they always come back to each other

their main date spot is at a mall in magix city. they dont just shop for each other, but for their friends as well.

they go to the food court, people watch, its a pretty cool experiance

they also get some fabrics for some of stella's new designs for her boutique

Riven x Musa

Definately jam sessions with both of them on electric guitars

sometimes, musa's on vocals

they either just write songs together or just play for the fun of it

also, they watch really bad movies just to laugh at how bad they are

tbh theres a lot of hallmark holiday movies

Aisha x Nabu

these two mainly like quality time together.

while they love doing a lot of different things, they mainly go for surfing, if there's a body of water available

if not, they can play games like volleyball, shooting hoops, etc

nabu had this idea to practice some of their magic by making cool shapes and stuff like that with their magic

they're also able to just talk to one another. it doesn't have to be extravagant, but anything counts

Tecna x Timmy

two words: Video games.

they're isnt really an exception to the kinds of games they play, ITS AAAALLL ON THE TABLE FOR THESE LOVABLE NERDS

from minecraft, to smash bros, to even kingdom hearts (and yes, they sing karaoke for the disney songs

they tell no one, its between them

also, they make memes based on their friends

they then tend to laugh both their asses off

Flora x Helia

most definitely gardening

gardening, crafting, that kind of stuff

the two of them wander around alfea greenhouse, just spending quality time together. theres also plenty of inspiration for his art (both drawing and poetry)

flora brings him to the dorm alone and makes all kinds of potions and teas together.

chatta has this idea to go to lynphea

while in the greenhouse and gardens, helia picks some gorgeous flowers and makes a bouquet for flora. when he gave it to her, he was surprised to see that she made one too!

#winx club #winx headcanons #bloom x sky #brella #rivusa #aisha x nabu #flora x helia #tecna x timmy

[abidethetempest]

Eliksni Formal/Informal Speech and House Dialects

The Eliksni discord server lovingly bullied me into making this post so if you're upset that this isn't an update on the Null Composure lore translation its not my fault /lh

long stuff under the cut bc this post got away from me (but then again, dont they all?)

Registers

Levels of formality (aka register) is a topic I have always wanted to include in Eliksni but haven't been able to develop highly yet because, well. kind of need to get the basic language down first. Speaking of, the Eliksni seen in pretty much all of my current material would be known as neutral Eliksni. It is neither formal nor informal, the kind of speech you would use to address someone of your rank or lower who you aren't particularly close to (or perhaps you are close and youre simply being polite. Socioloinguistics is complicated).

Informal Eliksni is what you would use with a friend, family member, or ✨lover✨, if youre into that sort of thing. It displays a level of intimacy and closeness, even more so when used in a formal setting. Who you use informal register with, and when, depends not only upon your rank relative to theirs, but also the kind of image you both want to potray to others. Examples of informal speech are few and far between so far, but here are a few things that are decidedly informal:

slang terms or contractions. one example from my lexicon is "eima", a portmanteau of the words for yes and no; used as a word to say “it depends, kind of/sort of, maybe” or a rhetorical prompt for agreement like “isn’t it?, right?”

dropping the rank honorific from someone's name (not quite as informal or impolite to do, but definitely implies a certain degree of closeness)

Formal register is used to address someone of higher rank or who you want to show respect to. Formal register is also used in poetry and traditional storytelling. It's the safest way to go when speaking to a stranger for the first time, tho with someone of equal rank you don't have to go all the way. Sticking to little stuff like full formal greetings is usually polite enough.

there is a unique pronoun in formal speech known as the "formal you" (why yes, i do speak a little German and it does influence this conlang. however did you guess?) as the name implies, this pronoun is used to refer to another person in the formal register. For true, ultimate formality, you can even abandon it entirely and refer to someone with their full name and honorific all the time. This is Capital F Formal though and can border on obsequious or mocking.

unlike neutral and informal, you cannot drop the subject of statements that refer to the same thing as the preceding statement (this is occassionally okay to do in writing if you need to save time/space, such as giving a report)

the conjunction mroks (meaning "for) is exclusive to formal speech-- mostly in poetry-- and replaces the conjunction liium (meaning "so"). When this happens, the order of the sentence must be flipped.

House Dialects

A topic I am also going to expand upon more later, since I haven't thought of that many ideas yet. Here all the bits what I have so far. Mostly based on headcanon.

House Judgement:

High Speak is a concept referenced only twice in the lore, both times referred to specifically as being the speech of House Judgement. Therefore, this register is primarily used in writing laws and-- you guessed it-- passing down judgements. It can be applied to other kinds of speech, but the only House that ever used it that way was Judgement. I have no examples yet bc there's a grand total of two canonical words in High Speak in the lore.

House Rain:

Rain dialect pronounces the sound "aa" as the same sound as the "ey/eh" diphthong when it comes at the beginning of a word. This arose due to a shift in pronounciation in other Eliksni dialects; at one point in the past, all Houses pronounced the "aa" sound as "ey" when it came at the start of a word. Other Houses shifted to pronouncing "aa" the same in all positions, but Rain preserved the difference in their speech and spelling.

House Kings:

Talk about pretentious-- Kings consider themselves so above the other "common" Houses that they use formal speech for almost everything, even among close friends. Getting a King to refer to you without an honorific means they must really like you... or they're insulting you. Could go either way.

House Wolves:

Their dialect is taken often as the "standard" Eliksni due to the high volume of recordings and translations done of their speech during their time among the Awoken. Odds are good any kind of field guide to Eliksni would be Wolf dialect. The only other concrete idea I have for Wolf dialect is that is more rigid about word order rules (such as where adverbs or secondary verbs may be placed in a sentence.)

House Devils:

Seen as a "lower" or less polite speech by other Houses, especially Kings. Informal speech is used with greater frequency between those of equal rank (and occassionally even to one's direct superiors). This is not, as often assumed, because the Devils have a disrespect for authority or traditional House hierarchy; it is more due to a cultural emphasis on unity and House loyalty, a focus that helped them function with a Kell for so long after the death of Solkis. Dividing the House so rigidly through every aspect of life, including the words you use, is not something that appeals to the Devils.

House Exile:

Lack of a traditional House command structure means a breakdown of the rank-based registers among Exiles, and as such formal speech is nearly non existent.

#destiny 2 #destiny #eliksni #conlang #indee's eliksni conlang adventure

[https-furina]

happy 100 followers!

i know its been asked already but can i ask for 4. “it was just a nightmare, it’s okay.” with big brother kazuha?

feel free to delete this if you dont feel like it!

✎ the comfort only brothers give.

ft. kazuha + gn!reader

prompt: "it was just a nightmare, it's okay."

w.c. 705 words

content: fluff but i swear it may as well be angst i'm so sorry !! big brother! kazuha, entirely platonic, there's only a few years difference between them - it's not too drastic, a little (scoffs at my own words) angsty bc it occurs after tomo's death

notes: god i wish i was still this close w my brothers hshshsh (perse lore: i'm the youngest sibling)

for years - in fact since birth, you had always had the room closest to your brother. kazuha was barely grasping the idea of where babies come from when your mother had told him she was pregnant with another child, that he was going to be a big brother. did this mean he had to share his sunsettia snacks? your mother gave him a playful grin when he asked, claiming that she knew you'd prefer amakumo fruits instead. kazuha was elated that not only would he have to not have to share his snacks but he'd have a new friend to play with. he was attached to you the moment you was born, never leaving your side and crying whenever you would cry.

he was justifiably hurt when your parents told him the pair of you couldn't share a room but instead you were placed in the room beside his. growing up, the pair of you created the childish habit of knocking on the wall to communicate with each other. whenever you wanted your big brother, you'd simply knock on the wall and he'd be at your door in moments - his hands usually stained with ink from writing poetry. these habits made you joined at the hip and inseparable, learning each other's likes and dislikes as if your lives depended on it.

it's late in the night when kazuha is head deep in a leather bound tome full of poetry - dating back decades upon decades. the pale moonlight is filtering through his window, which is open as he basks in the cool evening air of the inazuman summer. despite being so at peace, kazuha is perturbed. something feels off and he keeps sending skeptical glances around his room as he tries to find out what's making him so uncomfortable. he's been restless for over a week now, in cohorts with a captain as he plans his escape from inazuma - but that means leaving you behind. you're hellbent on staying with your parents, who are on the brink of their life as they swear their souls to the raiden shogun's tyranny.

kazuha also knows that you're restless too and when you finally get that glimpse of peaceful slumber, it's unrequited. it throws you into a dark sea, making you thrash to keep above water as you struggle to breathe in the deep end. it plagues your mind, playing scenes that happened a week ago. you see his pained eyes, the colour draining from his face and suddenly you're shaking, laying awake in your bed. the sheets are damp from your cold sweat, skin sticky too. a choked sob leaves your lips before you're doing that tuneful knock that's oh so familiar to kazuha. he's heard it so many times over the years - from break ups to ending friendships and sometimes just being mad at your parents.

he's at your door in seconds, hands prying it open quietly as to not make it creak when he sees your shaking form curled up on your bed. kazuha's heart breaks, shattering at the sight of you so vulnerable when you whisper out your brother's name and he's climbing onto your bed beside you. his arms wrap around you as you violently sob into his chest, soaking his shirt.

"hey, hey - breathe," he coos, a hand on the back of your head as he rests his chin on your head, "it was just a nightmare, it's okay."

but it isn't okay. it won't be for a while. you're babbling incoherent sentences about tomo into the fabric of his clothing and kazuha chews his lip, blinking back the stinging in his eyes. his spare hand rubs in motions up and down your back, not minding that you're almost completely soaked in the aftermath of your nightmare. you still see tomo's face when you close your eyes and it draws you to whimper in distress.

perhaps this is the turning point, the moment you realise that you do not wish to stay in inazuma any longer despite longing to fix the relationship with your parents before it's too late. you decide that you wish to go with your brother when you clutch kazuha's shirt in your fists, pressing your forehead to his shoulder.

© https-heizou 2023.

#— 🧁 sugar ‘n’ spice #https-heizou #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact fluff #genshin kaedehara kazuha #genshin kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha #genshin fluff #genshin platonic