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outsidewolves · 5 months
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secondbeatsongs · 1 year
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1. Your father argued with your mother.
2. Your mother argued with your brother
3. Your brother argued with your father.
4. It was almost always cold.
5. That is all you remember.
"Nineteen eighty-something" from Multiple Choice by Alejandro Zambra
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'Goodnight World' III
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Summary: After the Aranara brings Aether to the World he finds out that The Creator is unable to wake up. Note: Not proofread!  WC: 1.4k
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“So…” Paimon wonders out loud, 
“Did you really think they were the Creator?” 
“It sure seemed like it.” Aether answers dismissively. 
The two had made their way out of Varanara a while ago. Without a boat to bring them back to Sumeru city, it had taken longer than the two had originally planned. And with this newfound extra time, Aether had been stuck in his head – his thoughts all revolving around the Creator.
Because.. if it really is what it seems, – he might be able to unravel Teyvat’s mysteries in one quick move. 
And Aether wasn’t sure if he was ready for that.
“Ohh! Do you think we can get something to eat before we go to find Nahida?” Paimon hovers closer to Aether. Her small feet kick in the air with excitement after the thought of food. 
Aether looks at the pixie with amusement. Somehow world problems never seem to bother her. For a good moment he has to stop himself from smiling at her unprompted need for food.
Instead of giving her the satisfaction of a smile, he lifts an eyebrow in a teasing manner, 
“Are you really more interested in food rather than helping the Creator of Teyvat?”
A loud gasp is heard beside him. “Paimon didn’t say that!” 
The pixie huffs and crosses her arms, all while continuing to float forwards. “Paimon is very curious, but it’s been so long since we last had anything else than boar meat.” She sulks. 
“I’m sure we’ll have time to visit a city tavern while we’re there. But – I would really want to see Nahida before we do.”
“Paimon understands!”
Aether looks at his companion, urging her to continue.
“Well… Paimon thinks it has to do with your sibling right?”
Aether moves his eyes back in front of him. At the mention of his sibling, words die in his throat.
He chooses to nods silently.
“Then it’s settled!” Paimon giggles and throws her hands in the air. “First we’ll find Nahida, and then you’ll buy Paimon loooots of food!”
“As if I don’t normally buy your food.” 
“Hmpf!”
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Aether looks around him. 
The two had finally arrived at their destination. And without much observation, Aether was able to notice that Sumeru city had gotten busier than before. 
It seems that after the Dendro Archon got back in business, the citizens of Sumer have started to pick up a new daily routine. On one hand, with no sages left to guide them the scholars seemed to slow down their work in favour of waiting for a new one to take over. And on the other, new knowledge was shared without the old sages limiting things.
But, perhaps it was mostly due to the Akasha being shut down. 
Aether notices a group of scholars carrying stacks of books in their arms. 
Before, it had been effortless to get common knowledge. The Akasha would immediately bring it up for its user to see without them having to check in to lend books and whatnot. But now that they lost that, they had to manually search up knowledge relevant to their studies. 
It would only be natural that the streets would get busier with scholars needing to find that knowledge.
And amongst these students there should be a young Archon wandering around. 
Aether had already checked the Sanctuary of Surasthana, but she had been nowhere to be seen. Then, as he made his way to the Akademiya in hopes of asking the Acting Grand Sage about Nahida, he heard scholars talking about the very Archon he was searching for. 
So somewhere nearby, –
“Nahida, Nahida!” 
Paimon waves her hand with excitement when she sees the young Archon appear from the crowd.
The Dendro Archon already seems to have noticed both and Aether can see Nahida smile as she comes closer.
“Hmm? Paimon and the Traveller?” She laughs for a moment, “I didn’t expect to see you here so soon. Have you been enjoying your travels?”
“Yes! – uhh… No?”
Paimon puts her hands to her head in confusion. She sends Aether a look before visibly deflating, “Ugh… Paimon doesn’t know anymore.”
The Archon looks between the two with curiosity. “Did something happen? You seem… stressed perhaps?”
As always, Nahida seems to be able to sense that something is off. Yet it worries Aether that the Young Archon had never mentioned the Creator before. 
Does she really not know…?
Paimon whines, “Yes, something is probably wrong. That’s why we wanted to talk to you.”
“Oh?” Nahida turns her head to the side in a curious manner.
“You see…”
Paimon turns to Aether for help. Within a few words he’s able to summarise the whole problem; “We saw the Creator.”
Nahida makes a weird expression. It starts with something similar to shock which then turns into confusion. 
For a moment it’s silent. When Aether looks down at the Archon he can see her thinking about his words. Her hand is holding her chin and her eyebrows are slightly furrowed.
“Paimon will explain! When we visited Varanara, an Aranara led us to this giant open space underground and we saw the Creator asleep!” The little pixie floats wildly in the air as she makes gestures with her hands and puts emphasis on her words. 
“They even talked to us in our minds!”
Nahida lets out a warm laugh after that. 
Her eyes close and she seems to be genuinely enjoying the moment.
“I must say. Your jokes have elevated in a way I could not predict them anymore. For a moment I thought you actually met the Creator.” 
A small giggle escapes her lips again before she continues, “It would be a funny joke if I wasn’t one of the few people still alive to have born witness to Their Grace’s disappearance.” The smile on Nahida’s face remains. It’s evident she thinks about the Creator in a positive light.
Aether furrows his eyebrows together. Wouldn’t Nahida have been born after the Creator’s disappearance? While he can’t fully confirm it, he assumes this must be Irminsul filling in the hole that’s been left behind after Nahida removed Rukkhadevata from Teyvat.
Nahida puts a hand to her chest in a solemn way. “To be completely honest, the Creator’s disappearance was something none of the Archons had suspected to be possible. The Creator of Teyvat, – leaving its world to fend on its own.”
“For as long as the Cataclysm of 500 years ago lasted, we believed it would be the end of an era. The end of Teyvat.” Nahida lets her arms dangle next to her sides again. While she’s obviously fond of the Creator, these thoughts seem to bring up bad memories as well.
Paimon looks between Aether and Nahida. “But…” 
The traveller fills in the words in his head; if The Creator is truely gone, who did we see?
As the pixie trails off, Nahida continues. “If the Creator truly was in Sumeru, I would’ve known. But the last time I checked Irminsul, all traces of the Creator were broken off 500 years ago. Right after the cataclysm spread over Teyvat.”
Aether thinks for a moment. 
As an outlander he’s the only one here not affected by Irminsul. Could it be that someone or something removed the Creator’s existence from the tree 500 years ago for some reason? 
Perhaps he should find out why the Creator disappeared that long ago…
“What if someone did find the Creator?” 
“Then you’d save the world.” Nahida replies to Aether without missing a beat
“When the Creator left, they left behind many unstable energies that would cause a catastrophe later on, such as leylines. Adventurers might be able to fight the effects of these unstable energies, but it’d eventually take its toll on Teyvat. I’m sure this is something many Archons and citizens alike have thought about.”
“But most importantly, Their Grace will be able to cast light in the dark. Hope where people feel lost.”
“After all, fear is rarely a good adviser.” 
Aether shares a look with Paimon before returning his attention to Nahida. Her green eyes seem to be filled with joy at the mere thought of the Creator returning.
“Aether, if it were truly the Creator you saw, then you might restore Teyvat as it once was.”
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motivatemycollegelife · 5 months
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Bye microbiology, see you in hell 😈
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pollsforpondering · 2 months
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wip · 3 months
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Hello guys, Any chance to implement multiple choice polls in the future? Polls are fun! Thanks :)
Answer: Hello, @otthonzulles!
While it would be cool to let users vote for more than one option, we’re afraid to say that we just haven’t got space on the roadmap to add it right now. Polls are pretty simple, as is. You can get the complete low down here at the Help Center. That said, we are always keeping an eye on polls, so you’ll hear through WIP or @changes if this were to change.
And perhaps now is as good a time as any to remind y'all that you can now add polls to reblogs! Pretty nifty, right?
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tatooinequeeen · 6 months
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Greedy
Simon “Ghost” Riley & König x Female Reader
Ao3
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Triggers: Light p in v like barely there
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Chapter One - After Dark x Sweater Weather
You had an idea that Ghost would never allow this - but still you couldn’t help the thought from caressing your brain every time you were in a room with the two of them. Sometimes when they stand side by side with their backs to you, you let your mind wander into the darker places that you shouldn’t feel thrilled by. Sometimes when you lay in bed at night, Ghost on another mission away from you, your mind wandered to those depraved places. You let your hands do the work you wished were the hands of two separate and very different men. If you closed your eyes you could picture what it might be like to have both of them worshiping you in a way that was both debauched and divine.
What if you could have Ghost and König…together?
God, you shouldn’t want to feel both of them. Ghost fulfilled everything you ever thought you could want, he being the absolute love of your life but when König entered a room you felt an electric zap of lust that try as you might you couldn’t ignore. Of course you had never brought this up to Ghost and heavens only knows how König would feel about this…but maybe?
“Love, need you to do me a favor.” Ghost’s deep rasp whispers over the skin at the base of your throat as he kisses up to your jaw. “Keep kissing me like that Simon and I’ll do anything you want.” His laugh tickles you, “König needs a place to stay between missions.” Your breath hitched in your throat for a single second before you schooled yourself, Ghost continuing to press hot kisses against your fevered skin. “Uh, yeah of course.” Your mind raced with what proximity to your forbidden fantasy would do, how would you handle this when you could barely stand being in the same room as him?
His lips finally found your own and when he expertly teased you with his tongue until you were writhing under him you forgot exactly why you were so concerned with König coming to stay with you.
Ghost’s fingers were tracing a pattern on the bare skin of your hip while your bodies cooled down and that’s when your brain finally put the pieces together. Ghost was a master of distraction when he wanted to be and he strategically planned this. You sat up, candlelight glancing off the curves of your naked body. “Wait a minute, you have a mission coming up.” He looked up at you, gray eyes begging. “And König is going to stay here with me while you’re gone?” You couldn’t help the attitude spilling into the words. He tightened his grip on your hip, fingers digging into flesh, reminding you of who you belong to in a silent but firm declaration.
“Yes, love.” You couldn’t help your mouth popping open. Ghost was protective of things that he claimed and he had claimed you. He would never presume to keep you in a way that was harmful but it thrilled you how protective your man was. “You’re just fine with another man, here. With me?” You didn’t dare take your eyes off him, if you had you might have missed the barely there smirk. “Again, yes.” You leaned down to press your lips tenderly against the man you loved so deeply sometimes it hurt.
“Before I agree to this I need to talk to you about something, Simon.”
He laid there, his silent strength allowing your dark confession to spill from your lips. “I..don’t know why or how because you know how happy I am with you but sometimes I have these thoughts about you and König…together. With me.” You expected an explosion, rage, incredulity. What you didn’t expect, what you couldn’t imagine was his own confession.
“I know.”
“I know and I want that too.” Did your heart stop beating? Is this a fever dream? “Simon, are you serious?” Your voice was barely more than a whisper, fearing if it was too loud this bubble would burst and reality would crush you. “Yes, darling. I want to explore watching you with him. I wouldn’t mind fucking you at the same time, splitting you open on both our cocks.”
You couldn’t breathe.
You had no idea what to say, not only did the love of your life let you feel comfortable in your desires but also shared them with you? He reached up to palm your cheek, “Take this time with König to figure out how you two might work together so when I come back we can try this out.” You leaned into the warmth, pressing a kiss to the pad of his thumb which had moved to sweep across your bottom lip. “I love you so much, Simon.” He used the hand on your cheek to pull you down to his greedy lips. They felt like a sinful home and it wasn’t the first time you wondered if you would ever get enough of him.
Pulling back and breathing deeply you asked, “Do you know if König would be up for this or is this going to be absolutely sprung on him?” The laugh that shot out of Ghost was borderline startling given the heavy conversation topic. “What’s so damn funny?” He let his laugh trail off and ran his fingers through your hair. “He’s obsessed with you.” Another mind blowing confession left you picking your jaw off the mattress. “Excuse me? König? He has said probably five total words to me and I have known him for two years.” He shook his head, a smile playing across his lips. “He’s a man of few words, especially around beautiful women and even more so around you, love.” You gave him an eye roll not believing a word but secretly thrilled that König had noticed you at all.
“Okay well, I guess König can stay here then.” You pretended to pout but all that did was send Ghost pouncing on you, pressing you into the mattress. “You’ll have a great time.” You lost all focus on the topic at hand when the blunt head of Ghost’s cock brushed against your wet entrance. You sighed out a moan at the electric contact already starving for the feeling of him inside you again.
What had it been thirty minutes?
“Let me remind my good girl who she truly belongs to before she goes to play.”
Note: hi! Yall know I love Ghost, but König is my whole world right now because of this one cosplayer…anyway enjoy! MUCH more to…come :) -Tatooinequeen
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pararararablof · 8 months
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Which one would you choose:
A.Master Kenobi
B.Padawan Kenobi
C. Both
I think Anakin is gonna pick C
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glitchgloop · 6 months
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SURPRISE! You just got transformed into your fantastical true self! How did this happen?
You were testing out a revolutionary new medicine. It wasn't actually supposed to do that though. The doctors are very confused.
You saw mysterious alien tech fell from the sky one night. You decided to fuck around and find out.
You underwent a flashy transformation sequence caused by a cursed artifact of unknown origin.
You pleased the local spirits and they bestowed it upon you as a gift. Yay!
You angered the local spirits and they bestowed it upon you as a curse. Even though it was intended to a punishment, you're secretly very ok with this.
Your friend offered you an unlabeled potion and you drank it before they could tell you what it was.
You found a weird fruit and decided to eat it, for some reason.
You learned about ████ ███ ███ ██ █████ ██████.
You thought about it too hard and it became real.
You don't know. You just woke up like this.
(The poll is formatted weird because I couldn't get the text to fit in the boxes.)
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fatmagic · 8 months
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sanscat0414 · 3 months
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Love Hurts 2
Hawks X Reader
Scenario: You have a crush on Hawks but he loves another or so it seems. One day you learned that you have the Hanakai disease. Will you be saved?
Warning: Blood and gore
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Here is Part 1.
H/n=Hero name
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For the past few weeks your Hanakai disease had gotten worse. You started from coughing less than ten times a day to coughing more than 30 times a day. Surprisingly it hasn’t hindered your work to much but you had to take more breaks inbetween. You did your best to avoid Hawks catching you coughing for the most part. What he did notice was that you were spending less and less time working. The commission wasn’t happy about it either, especially when they found out about your disease. They kept pressuring you to do the surgery and you insisted that you won’t. There’s a lot of things you’re willing to do for them but this is something they can’t force you. You had to give them a threat of leaving and exposing the whole commission to convince them not to tell Hawks. You hid who you in love it for the most part. No one really knew aside from the doctor and some higher ups in the commission.
Unlucky for you today you were patrolling with Mirko. It’s not so much that you hate her, it’s more about how jealous you were of her. Patrols went well up until a villain showed up. An in expected coughing fit was a missed. Thankfully you were able to get the villain under control before you started coughing. You excused yourself for a few minutes but Mirko was more perceptive than what her personality may make you believe. She followed you to a secluded alleyway where you started coughing up more blood and blood. You hadn’t noticed her until you felt a hand on your back rubbing back and forth. It took a few minutes to stop but once it did you said “I’m fine now thank you.”
“Who is it?” She asked plainly.
“What are you talking about,” feigning ingnoreance.
“It’s Hanakai right? Seen it a once or twice before.”
“Why do you care?” You said with a harsher tone than you mean.
“Because you’re a good hero. I have a tone of respect for you H/N. I wouldn’t want see you die like this. I always thought if anything you probably die in a blaze of glory or something heroic you know? Not that I wish that would happen.”
You just shook your head “it doesn’t matter. They’re not going to reciprocate it anyways. Please don’t tell Hawks. He’ll only worry and I hate for him to be off his game because of me.”
“Girl, how would you know that if you don’t try?” Mirko said encouragingly.
“Cuz they like someone else. All they talk about is yo- her.”
You finished your patrols and went straight home. For the next few weeks you started coughing small buds along with all the blood. It was kind of disgusting but at the same time reminded you just how much you cherished Hawks, so much so that you’re willing to die for your feelings. You stared going to work less and les. When you do, you patrol with Mirko, the very woman that stole your crushes heart. She was the only one who knew, and she kept quiet out of respect for you. Mirko had a small inkling of who it might be, knowing form what you told her it match up a bit to well to when she met Hawks and how it was around the same time that you said you started to have symptoms of it.
For the most part you avoid Hawks once it started to get even worse. Sure you texted him but always refused to meet him in person. You efforts of trying to make Hawks not worry had made him even more worried about you. You were his best friend after all.
Hawks tried to reached you multiple times but every time you ignored him. It was getting worse by the minute and last thing you want was letting Hawks see you in such a pathetic state. It’s a strange feeling looking at those yellow flowers bathed in your blood. They remind you of Hawks, he’s golden eyes shining with an everlasting hope and the crimson wings that made him look like an angel in your eyes.
Meanwhile as you stayed home coughing up. Blood and yellow flowers. Hawks was at a bar with Mirko chatting away about you.
“I just don’t get it. Did I make her mad?” Hawks ranted as he took another sip of alcohol.
“Don’ know. But maybe you should ask her man.” Mirko said back watching her bird friend drinking away his problems.
“I mean I been a lot more busy lately maybe she not happy that I haven’t been spending much time with her. I just wanna hang out like we use to.”
“Hawks be honest with me. Do you like H/N?”
“What kind of question is that?! Of course, I do! She my b-bestest friend in the entire world. She nice, she a great hugger, she puts up with all my bird tendencies. She even Cook me chicken and other food so I stay healthy. She’s the best!”
“Do you like like her,”
Hawks fell silent for a second only to change the subject “ Mirko your a woman, do know why H/n is avoid me.”
“Ask her in person then. Find her and ask her.” Mirko simply stated.
A few nights later you started to cough up more petals , sometimes even full flowers and blood. It’s was so bad that you couldn’t go to work anymore.
One night, you didn’t stop coughing you ended up calling Fatgum out of desperation and because you didn’t want to be alone. You knew Hawks was hanging out with Mirko that night as he invited you to come along to have some fun. You declined Hawks offered due to your health and because you didn’t want to be the third wheel. Fat Gum was the one few outside of the commissions and doctors who knew. Fat Gum found out how sick you were after a mission you two were on. He was a good at acquaintance of yours. He came faster than you thought. Seeing out badly it had gotten he rushed you to the hospital. The hospital called Hawks informing him that you were in critical condition.
“What?! Is H/N going to be okay? What happened?!”
He damn nearly dropped his phone but he was about to rush hospital only to be stopped by Mirko.
“What the F*CK MIRKO. I NEED TO G-“
“I know! H/N told me not to say anything but it’s Hanakai disease. Try to convince her to take the surgery or confess her love to a person and hope they like them back!” Mirko said before letting go.
“THANKS!” He yelled and rushed to the hospital to find you.
Hawks rushed to the hospital front and got your room number and dashed to your room.
“Y/n!” He said as he rushed to your side and held your hand.
You open your eyes to see him.
“You’re here….”Your voice was raspy, you were as pale as a ghost from all the blood you lost. You hated the fact that he had to see you like that.
“Mirko told me about what’s happening to you. Why did—“ he stopped himself from questioning you, he had to endure your survival first “Please take the surgery, feather. It’s not worth dying for someone who doesn’t even know how much they’re missing out.”
Here’s your choices:
A. Confess your love.
B. Take the surgery.
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