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janec23 · 9 months

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New intro with WIPs

Hello everyone and nice to meet you!

I decided to do a new introduction including my WIPs, since it was about time. I am Janec, 31, she/her, plant biotechnologist, climate change anxious.

If you have questions about plants for your WIPs, including GMOs, bio-techniques, plant physiology feel free to ask :) I love carnivorous plants, so if you have them in your work bonus points!

I’m an extremely emphatic person, which means it’s easy (most of the time) for me to understand other people and their feelings, so I’m always open to help, listen and encourage others, I just need to be away from emotional vampires and drama queens O.O but I love them as well :)

I read everything except extreme violence and gore, and I am happy to read your WIPs, so don’t be shy about them! I am open for ask and tag games! I am already behind, but I will do them all ^^'

More under the cut

About my writing:

I dealt with emotions and feelings from other people all my life, so I also deal with them in my WIPs, since this is what I know best ;)

I mostly write novels for teenagers, romance and occasionally erotica.

Most common tropes: family, friends, found love, self discovery, female condition and healing from trauma or past events.

I hate toxic relationships portrayed as romantic, so you won’t find them here.

I grew up in a small christian village, so there was not so much variety of people there, which is also reflected in my early works, now that I am out of there I found out how colorful and various is the world!

So I’m trying to put a diverse cast in my work (yes, even monsters), even if I’m always afraid of hurting someone from such communities (So please, help me understand and correct my mistakes!)

I have tons of WIPs, but I will focus on two for now, I am horrible with summaries so they might sounds boring XD

My WIPs:

Echoes in Cosmos

It’s a sci-fi romance from enemies - to therapy - to friends- to lovers. It’s set in a post-apocalyptic, post-climate change and post-nuclear war scenario.

The protagonists are Robin a cold mechanical engineer from Kepler and Corinna a earthling with special powers and a boring life. Their story is complicated and a bit twisted, especially because they both have unsolved issued with their family, their society or themselves and Robin is sent to Earth to fight, capture and study Corinna. (Great start!)

Main themes: a bit of world-building, trauma and healing, second chances, found love and few +18 scenes that I will not post here.

First chapter here on AO3

The boarding student (title may change, since I don't like it)

It’s a super slow burn romance set up in a regency french setting. William is a 17 years old marquise, by education he knows what is a gentleman and how he should behave. What he doesn’t know is that people are more variegated than he thinks and less inclined to be put into boxes, so when he’s forced to enrolled in the College of Holy Abbots, he’s in for a big change in his life. A change that Julien is more than happy to provide.

Main themes: friendship, family, love, inclusion, broken stereotypes and teenage vibes. (I am currently translating it in english for a friend)

I will eventually post some snippets from other WIPs if I feel like it ;)

This is something I'm really proud of ^^

Or you can ask something from my WIP folder here!

#new intro post #writeblr #my wips #janec23 #writing #writers of tumblr

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breezy-cheezy · 2 years

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What Could Go Wrong?

Whumptober Day #12: Cave In

AN: So here’s a fic for once since a friend o mine suggested “Claustrophobia” for Zhongli and I ran with it :) Again my team Bubblewrap because I love them~wish me luck with Tumblr formatting O.o

Also please don’t tag with ships, all relationships portrayed here are platonic!

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The world came to him in a sort of trickle.

Stillness.

The quiet, abrupt plunk of....pebbles?

Something...warm, dripping on his leg.

Dust, tickling his nose, his throat.

Bennett wakes up, coughing on the oppressive air. He blinks, finding not much difference to his view....it's really dark.

"You're awake?" comes a voice in the darkness, making the boy jump.

"O-oh....yeah. Yeah I'm awake." Bennett replies, his own voice rasping through his throat. Archons it's dry here. And where... is here....?

"Good...good." the voice breathes. Was that....Zhongli? Why does he sound so....strained? Bennett scrunches his eyes closed, willing them to focus and adjust. His head was swimming....

"Please try to stay with me, child." Zhongli's voice rumbles again, and....yeah. It really sounds like he's out of breath. That's....bad. In a cave in, air could be very limited.....

Bennett opens his eyes again, looking up. There....must be a dim light coming from somewhere, because now he can make out- dimly- a form in front of him. Kind of above him really. Around him?

Oh....oh gods- "Mr. Zhongli- a-are you alright??" the boy yelps, and the man before him winces. Bennett reins himself in a little. "You...."

"The- the others will find us soon, I'm sure. Their elemental energy is...." gold, dimly glowing eyes close for a brief moment. A slow, shuddering breath, and the man looks at him again. "I will keep you safe until then. Please....remain still, Bennett."

The boy blinks at his now long time adventure companion, dumbfounded. He tilts his head, eyes adjusting to the dim lighting of....Zhongli's stone pillars. His eyes trace them up....oh. Oh.

"Oh no....it was bad, wasn't it?" Bennett says, voice trembling. He's starting to remember. The treasure hoarders, explosions, everything becoming so deafening one moment then dead silent the next, dark, so dark-

His bad luck struck again, it seems. A cave in....of course. And....Zhongli was the only thing between their squishy bodies and the unyielding tons of stone above them. It looks like he’s using a combination of his jade shields and pillars to keep their little pocket sanctuary intact.

A vague memory of a story floats through Bennett's mind, of a lesser god that had to hold up the entire sky....

"It will be....alright child. Be calm. It will be-" there's a low, wet cough, and more warm....something drips onto his chest. Oh. Oh no no no-

"You're hurt!" "Nothing severe. You hit your head. And it'll be nothing compared to....." the man shudders, and his shoulders stiffen further. His arms remain outstretched, the geo constructs around them shuddering then resolidifying with him. Bennett gulps, noting the dark liquid running down the man's head and cheek, past his lips....maybe some discoloration in his once pristine vest-

Better than being completely crushed, yeah. But....gods, Zhongli was shaking. This much strain could not be good for him. But....there's not much he could do.

Is there?

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Zhongli breathes.

He tries to breathe with the earth, when it creaks, when his shields shook time and again-it was always ever so slight.

Bennett is awake now, which was an incredible relief. He's even talking, which helps....more than he knows.

The earth is heavy. Holding it at bay in this manner was....a strain, even for him. And even if he did try to sculpt a way out for them both, he had no guarantee they would remain safe, that the many tons of rock wouldn't come tumbling down-

Breathe.

"Do you remember what happened?" he asks, trying not to wheeze too obviously. Some ribs were....definitely broken. But he's dealt with worse.

The child he's essentially curled around nods slowly. "Treasure hoarders. Set off some bombs? At a really bad time." Zhongli snorts at that, cringing at the way his abdomen twinges in response. Still, Bennett was right. This was a very bad time indeed.

"I'm so sorry...." Bennett says, quieter. Zhongli’s brow furrows.

"Whatever for?"

"My....my luck-"

"You know you have no real control over that, child." he interrupts, knowing he needed to cut this train of thought off before it got far. "We just came to the wrong place and frightened the wrong people. This happens all the time in....adventuring."

The boy falls quiet. It left Zhongli to focus on his constructs, holding everything together with every bit of energy he had. He just hopes Bennett isn't tearing himself up over this mentally.

He hopes the boy isn't too scared. He knows it's harder for mortals to see in the dark, and the space he's maintaining is rather...small.

Absently, he wonders if this is what Azhdaha felt before-

His chest aches. The stone around them groans- or was that him? He wasn't-

The gold around them flickers softly.

"Mr. Zhongli?!"

"I'm f-" A low groan, his chest rumbling with a more.....draconic growl of effort. Would that he could assume his true form here....but then he himself would crush Bennett, who was so small-

They would die here, crushed beneath the very stone he created, that he used to end the lives of so many.....ironic....

"D-Did I ever tell you about the treasure I found with B-Beidou last week?" a little voice blurts out. Zhongli blinks, gasping for breath. His shields steady as he works on focusing on the boy before him.

"What....?" he manages to gasp out. Green eyes stare up at him, wide, fearful but.....something determined in them too.

"I guess not!" Bennett replies, suddenly sounding much more energetic than he did seconds ago. Strange...."She likes to take me on voyages sometimes, which are really fun. I....it rains alot when I go, but she seems to like storms?? Anyway, so I went with her and-"

Bennett kept talking. Zhongli kind of.....lost track of what exactly he was saying, but even so, his tone and energy served as a welcome distraction. The boy's voice was muffled by the stone, but still cheery and full of life. It was....good.

..................

He doesn't know how much time passes, but they'd finally gotten to the part about....treasure, he thinks. He really wanted to pay attention, he did. But sound seemed to....fade.....in and out.....

There's a rumbling sound, somewhere. A crash. Another. Zhongli sucks in a breath, his eyes snapping to his more frequently flickering shields. Bennett follows his gaze, but then he smiles.

"They're here!" he cheers, and Zhongli doesn't even care that the volume pierces his already pounding skull. Their team members- they made it. He-

He still had to keep them safe, for now. One wrong move and-

Another crash. Something like a battle cry, and a very loud scraping sound. What in Teyvat-

Light breaks through their enclosure, the crackle of electro energy setting their hair on end. He blinks, his eyes burning. Two figures stand over the new hole above them.

They'd made it. Good. Good.

A small hand touches his cheek, and tilts his face over to look at those wide, green eyes again.

"Kaeya and Beidou are gonna get us out now. You can..." the eyes flick to look behind him, then back. "You can let go now. It's okay."

Zhongli's brow furrows. Let go and they get crushed. They die. But Bennett is saying it's alright to stop now. He hears Kaeya shouting reassurances somewhere above them, Beidou swearing up a storm in tandem with more thuds and crashes.....

The world was opening up. His friends had arrived. They were....indeed very capable individuals.....

Zhongli sucks in a shuddering breath, his shields flickering once....twice....then disappearing.

His legs buckle, having nothing to hold up anymore.

He lands on something soft and warm. He feels a small pair of arms wrap around his back, keeping him upright.

"It's okay. Thank you. It's okay now, we're safe....."

Everything fades out, comforting words coaxing him slowly towards rest.

.......A final thought floats through his mind as consciousness slips from his grasp. He wonders.....if his old friend had felt this same warmth when he had been dug from the earth.

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sevensforasecret · 1 year

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thank you for tagging me @schnaf <3

What colour are your eyes? bluey greyish

What instantly tells you if a person is good? hmm this isn't really something i have an answer to in words, i'm a very go with your gut kind of person so i'd say it's just a feeling really

Do you have a recurring dream? i've had a few in the past but none happening at the moment, the most memorable being one where me and a group of friends were pirates but got shipwrecked on an island with a man eating pig?? don't ask bc i do not have answers..

What is the most interesting class you have taken? i've definitely had classes that have made me super engaged but nothing has really stuck enough to remeber now

How often do you find yourself day dreaming? i don't really daydream? i wouldn't say i'm a particularly visual person, as in i don't see pictures in my head, so in order to daydream i'd have to like.. tell myself the story in my head? if that makes sense, it's a very active participation thing for me

Name/Nickname: don't really have one, i'm morgan or 雨晴 to my chinese friends

Zodiac: capricorn

Height: 5' 7 ish

Nationality: british

Favourite colour: dark green

Favourite season: autumn

Favourite animals: don't have one really

Favourite fictional characters: wangxian own my whole heart at the moment, but like gods i have so many that have stuck with me from other books i've read since i was like 12

Tea, coffee or hot chocolate?: tea like 90% of the time, i can't drink coffee it makes me siiick

Average hours of sleep?: 7-8

Cat or dog person: i'm alergic to both</3

Number of blankets slept with: 1-3 depends how cold it is

Places ancestors are from: the uk i guess?? actually i remeber hearing that someone might have been spanish in my grandads family??

Dream trip: hmm probably going somewhere with ppl i love but i don't really have anything specific, it's more about the company than the place for me

Blog established: this one was valentines day 2019 lmao

Random fact about yourself: i have double jointed knees.. or maybe hips? im not sure but i used to find extreme joy in sitting on the floor in a way that made it look like i'd broken my legs and making everyone be like O.o

Three ships: wangxian, i only really do one at a time??

Last song: 预兆 by silent speech

Last movie: triangle of sadness (would reccomend!)

Currently reading: 魔道祖师 mdzs chinese edition

Currently watching: 陪你到世界之巅/gank your heart

Currently craving: some company, i've been alone in the house for a week bc all my housemates except one have gone home for their holiday, and the other one spends all her time fucking he boyfriend (wish i was exaggerating, would rather not hear it tbh)

tagging anyone who'd like to share! feel free to tag me i love being nosey ^-^

#tag game

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x-amount-verbs · 2 years

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well well well~ seeing Sammy mentioned here is fun. Jed sends his regards <3

HELL YEAH BUDDY, MURDER BOYFRIEND

(Art by the question sender lol)

I’ve been talking about Jam a LOT lately okay, I just— hhhhhhh jam 😩👌

If y’all want some good fucked up shit that gives you FAR too much insight into how much weird dirty smut I’ll write, just check out Sam’s tumblr blog; it only got more extreme over time O.O Horror fandoms expand your horizons.

I will now proceed to infodump about my fave oc ship.

Anyway, tw below the cut for blood, knives, and various other squicks and potential triggers, as linked to in the old rp blog, and the MASSIVE RED FLAGS that are the whole Jam (Jed/Sam) relationship described below. (Horror fandom, yall, please consider dead by daylight is literally a game about killers.) (but yeah tw for toxic and abusive relationships)

(Mind the tags and rules; if you want smut it’s Rated M for Mori)

(Also here’s the whole fucking outline of the 11 acts of the main tumblrverse jam relationship )

But if you want my fave acts:

Act 2 (wherein Jed gets Sam to physically harm herself so he can take care of her after, takes her home, and realizes how much fun playing mind games both ways with her is— until she dissociates and he gets a peek at something that’s broken in a different way. Then he realizes he might actually have feelings for her.) (tw toxic relationship, abuse, manipulation, threatening each other with knives, love bombing, suicidal thoughts/protagonist, both forced and voluntary self harm, disordered thinking re:self harm)

Calm her first, sooth the strain, “Shh, you’re ok. I’ll help you, let’s sit down.” Before Sam has a chance to speak, he shifts to stand in front of the chair- then he’s sitting down with her in tow.

The ginger survivor is in his lap, her back against his chest. His arms uncurl from around her so he can put her target hand in front of them, “Right through the middle, it’s gonna miss anything important. I promise, baby, I’ll make it quick, but we gotta do it together. You’re ok, Sammy, you’re gonna be so brave.” He’s constantly whispering praise into her ear, using a rarer pet-name for this one. He uses his hand to control hers, physically making her grab the knife again.

Act 3 (wherein Jed gets punished for thinking he owns the Bastard Entity’s property survivor, Sam kills someone for the first time, and they both bond over being mutilated by a god; trauma bonding) (tw more of the same plus extra victim blaming, someone purposefully triggering a suicide victim, and probably more)

Oh my god. She doesn’t say anything - still doesn’t have speech yet - but she blinks in surprise at the sight of him.

Jed isn’t the type to be messier than his work made him. Seeing him bloody out of the murder gear is… It hurts? It shouldn’t hurt. He hurts, he’s the one who’s carved countless things into her flesh. She should feel validated, or gratified, or somehow glad that he should suffer the way she has. She should feel that way.

A killer broken in his own home is not a sight Sam ever would have expected to see. Instead of feeling that spiteful satisfaction, she just feels… Pity? And some bit of hollowness, that even this place, the twisted sanctuary it’s become, the perverse protector role he’s taken up… all of that has been threatened. Nowhere is safe. But she’s too tired to leave. He has a bed and a shower and— look, he gives good hugs, alright, he just does, she’s not happy about that, but it’s true.

The end of Act 6:The Scrapbook (wherein the formerly-Bastard-possessed friend admits that Jed kept a scrapbook of Sam’s torture - a book that is currently missing - and Sam tries to stop having feelings; what’s worse is when Jed won’t even hurt her again)

It’s sick, she’s sick, they’re sick. After everything he did to her, everything she’s reminded herself of again and again, the things she’s refused to let herself forget, and he still got to her. He still tricked her. Tricked her into thinking she- she might actually…

Forced dependency. That’s all it was, Jed forced dependency and— something to do with pain and fear and hormones and psychological conditioning. Not feelings. Conditioned responses.

Act 7: The Blood Gala (in which Jed, scrapbook in hand, atones without expectation of forgiveness)

It’s now or never, and he can’t just not give it up now. In too deep, commit, commit to the one damn good thing in your life.

“It’s…” She knows what it is, she has to know what this is, “I don’t… I don’t want this anymore. I was going to burn it but, I knew giving it up was the better thing to do.” The right thing to do. At least, he hopes it is.

Stepping just slightly closer, with a tentative hand, he offers the book forward, no more secrets. Take the walk of shame, do it for her. It’s what he owes to her, to know him completely.

Act 8: Sammy Gets Kidnapped (the whole saga was a lot of fun to write, with a friend introducing their rival ghostface by having him kidnap my oc, while poor reggie had no clue who was doing it cause the muns were conspiring against them— but yes; Sammy gets kidnapped, Jed realizes he’s hopelessly attached, the new Ghost causes tremendous eye trauma and Sam moves in with her murder boyfriend to take care of her. It’s angsty. They finally realize they love each other.) (tw eye trauma, burning alive)

Everything she says sticks to him like thorns. This is his fault. Always. No matter what he did, she’d have died and he could have done nothing about it. He failed. He failed Sam. She’s got every right to be angry and more. He wants her to hit him, knowing that maybe it’ll give her some sort of… Reassurance? Catharsis. To be in control. For a moment, he considered stepping closer and telling her to just go for it. But he didn’t. He said nothing as she threw herself to the ground to beat the Fog instead. The false dirt of which they walked every single day for the past who knows how long.

Act 9: The Bastard’s Revenge (the Bastard god had some bad dreams, and he’s gonna make that our lovers’ fault; love makes a selfish duo selfless for each other) (tw all kinds of torture cause the God got angry; severe angst re:watching the man you love tortured on your behalf)

She should speak up, should say something, should stop this— But she knew herself well. She was a coward. She didn’t deserve to have anyone step in to receive pain on her behalf, but she’d still take advantage of their sacrifice. Awful. Even if her mouth opened like she might speak, might do anything brave to help him, to lessen the pain or distract the tormentor, or anything. She stayed silent. Complicit in every thorn and every cut and every blow.

It was the smart thing to do, in the long run. They’d die again and again, but staying in the god’s favor would buy her time, protection… It was the right choice, for her. If she reasoned enough, she could even convince herself it was right for Jed, in the long run. But for now her fatal flaw was glaringly evident. Selfish. Self-serving. Cowardly. Stupid. She didn’t deserve his affection or his loyalty. Didn’t deserve his sacrifice if she couldn’t even fight for him. She— she loved him, and—

The smallest whimper shivered in the air, an unintentional reaction, a helpless noise at her own utter uselessness. It hurt. It hurt to see him hurt, and it hurt knowing she would do nothing to stop it.

Act 10: The Reunion/The Lovers (after dying to the Bastard, a whole thread of hurt/comfort once they’ve realized they’re completely weak for one another) (tw fluff where no one actively says the L word out loud)

Her hands come up to cup his face, touching her forehead to his. “I’m glad you’re okay.” I love you. “And I’m glad you’re here.” I love you. “And you need to sleep.” I love you. Thumbs delicately brush his cheekbones. “…I’m going to make something for when you wake up.” I love you enough to attempt to cook for you.

She presses her lips to his forehead, then - finally - his lips. I love you, and it fucking terrifies me, but I want to do this for you.

#long post #not arcane #unwilling survivor #jam #reggieeeee #why did I just spend literally hours doing this #or like at least one hour #I just want to reread all the jam now #it’s so JUICY #so narratively COMPLEX #also SO FUCKED UP #and then squishy!#serious heads up for anyone checking out Sam’s blog that it’s a game universe where people die over and over again #so pain and death really don’t have the same consequences; and therefor shit got reeeeally extreme ><#also horror

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karoiseka · 16 days

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people I'd like to know better

I was tagged by the awesome @peacock-mooncatl! Thank you~ <3

Last Song I Listened to: Midnight Rendezvous from the FFVII: Remake soundtrack. I don't know why I remembered that was the track when I turned the car off. It's peaceful though! (listening to the whole soundtrack while in the car currently)

Currently Watching: I... don't watch TV. I did however just watch Advent Children and all the special features again last night... >.> (are you STARTING to see a trend here?)

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy?: Almost always sweet, often savory, and almost never spicy. And by spicy I mean I can't even handle mild wing sauce. But I do like spices, I just... can't... handle peppers.

Relationship Status: Happily married for.. almost 8 years now!! o.O

Current Obsession: ::points above:: if it wasn't obvious, the release of Rebirth triggered a huge FFVII hyper-fixation that has surprisingly not broken yet. I went to the Theater for the Advent Children showing, then played Crisis Core the week that it launched--quickly. Then played Rebirth 1.5 times over (to get different scenes, do mini-games, etc, etc, etc), then played Remake again on NG+, blitzing through at lvl 50 just to see what I missed, bounced back to Rebirth again for more achievements/scenes, and just finished another run of Crisis Core (going for achievements, sidequests, lore, etc) and watched Advent Children at home again. Oh. And started playing the OG on my computer with mods. Because. With all of that. I have never played/know exactly what happens in the original past Midgar. .... heh. (don't shoot me. lol)

Tagging (ignore if you've done this already or don't want to!): Anyone that wants to!

#mun things #tagged in this #and figured I'd kinda explain why I've been MIA in FFXIV and on Soc media. I... have REALLY been hyper-fixating this past month+....

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erin-gilberts · 2 years

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Just as a heads-up you may want to update your tag shortcuts, I went to look at your "ghostwrote" tags and they're all broken o.o

asdfsdfsdfsdf thank you for the heads-up! I know the most recent update to the tags in December broke all of my linked tag shortcuts; I just haven't had the chance to fix them yet. They should still be searchable if you type them out with spaces instead of dashes like:

/tagged/jillian holtzmann ghostwrote this

#erin is talking #asks

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grvntld · 3 years

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♡ just playing dress up and feeling myself again ♡

#aaaaaaahck i love my new top and skirt puh-lease 😍#ive been enjoying wearing skirts lately SOBRANG FUN LANG LIKE ANG GAAN SA FEELING #pero mejj nalilito ako sa sizing ko kasi i usually get 30-31 bottoms talaga para pag busog ako di ako mahirapan huminga lol pero sakto #lang din naman sakin yun kaso itong mga bottoms na nakuha ko na size 30 to 31 mejj maluwag sila sakin #idk kung broken sizes or lumiit ba ko hmm pero sinabihan ako ni mama ba nung nakaraan na baka sobrang stressed ko kasi napansin niya daw #na pumayat me O.O mejj nashooketh ako doon tbh kasi di ko na aim pumayat ngayon HAHAHAHAHAHA gusto ko lang ng better-fitting clothes kasi #looking at my body and being in my body recently (comma) i realized this is when i feel most beautiful and healthiest I SWEAR so ayorn #mejj nagulat lang ako na napansin ni mama ba yorn and siguro yun nga dahilan talaga kaya mejj lumuwag mga bottoms ko sakin #oks lang naman di naman ako nagrreklamo hehe nagulat lang ako kasi kung kailan di ko na iniisip na need ko pumayat to fit in my old clothes #tsaka naman ako bigla ~pumayat~ and by that i mean like nabawasan siguro bewang ko hehe alam kong di ako payat hehe #im a medium-sized woman and i love that HEHEHEHEHE i love my thickness tbfh 🥰💖#ang dami ko nanaman daldal dito sa tags ko osige ✌👁👅👁✌#cottoncandy #icecream

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santigarcia · 3 years

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bring you in cold

a din djarin x reader fic~

word count: 1.3k

rating: T

summary: You fall in the ice and Din has to keep you warm with his body heat ;)

a/n: I WROTE THIS BEFORE EP 10 and when i watched it i was like O.o . this is just some softness, i might do a smutty part two

bring you in cold

Black. It’s black, swirling nothingness. You’ve fallen deep in the ice. The only light you can see is through the crack where you fell, but it shrinks as you sink. The shock of the frigid temperatures goes straight to your lungs, you swallow too much water. Your limbs too cold to help you swim.

It all happened so fast.

The Mandalorian was chasing a bounty. You’d stepped outside the Razor Crest for one moment to get some air. It was too cold for your taste, the snow crunching under your feet. The Child was asleep, you deemed it safe to leave the ship for a moment to breathe despite the cold.

That’s when the sprinting bounty brushes past you and shoves you onto the ice. Your tumble cracks the thin ice and that’s when you’re plunged into the icy depths.

Mando has two options; leave the bounty or rescue you. But he’s quick on the draw. He shoots the bounty and dives for you. His metal armor is too heavy to swim, and you’re not far from the shoreline. He lays on the snowy shore and reaches into the hole. When you feel his hand, you do your best to grab on. Your frigid fingers are weak. He squeezes a little too tight for comfort, but he saves your life and pulls you out of the icy waters.

He smacks your back until you cough up the water. The oxygen filling your lungs is sweet, but it burns.

The wind is biting and unforgiving against your soaking wet skin and clothes. You’re shaking violently. When he sees you struggle to take a step, a gentle but firm arm wraps around you. He walks with you slowly. Normally you’d have swooned to be so close to him, to have your secret crush touching you. You feel the hard Beskar digging into your skin where he holds you too tight. You don’t even feel the chill from it, you’re too cold.

You suppose the only good thing is he won’t notice whether your tremble is from the cold or his embrace.

“We have to get you warm,” he says, his modulated voice is so close to your ear.

When you’re inside the Crest, he turns to leave for one moment to get his bounty. Already the warmer temperatures in the ship have you feeling less cold, but it’s not enough.

You stand in the Crest shivering, waiting for him to get back. You see the snow swirling outside the open door.

When he walks up with bounty dragging behind him, the hatch doors closing is a relief. The warmth grows.

He gets the bounty squared away, then he comes to you.

“M-m-mando,” you shiver, your teeth clattering. “W-what do-o we-e d-do?”

“We need to get your wet clothes off,” he states. He says it so simply, but you feel a tight pang in your chest. Is that just more aches from the cold? Or are you panicking about being seen naked by him?

He’s very still, he knows this isn’t the ideal scenario.

Your fingers are too cold to unfasten your clothes. You both know he has to do it.

He kneels first and begins to unlace your boots. He’s gentle when he grasps your calves to help you out of the soaked boots. He tilts his head up at your asking for permission while his hands hover at your waist. Seeing him like this sends a thrill down your spine, you shudder visibly and nod.

You swear you see a tremor in his hands when he starts to push your pants down your hips. Maybe his hands are cold too, after all they got wet when he stuck his arm in to pull you out. That’s it, it has to be. Right?

He looks down at your feet when he pulls your underwear down with your pants. Your shirt and jacket are long, touching your thighs. You’re not fully exposed yet but you feel it.

He sighs when he stands, you can feel the tension in the air. He doesn’t like doing this to you.

Your jacket comes next, he pushes it off your shoulders. You try to help him untie the fastenings on your shirt, but your fingers shake.

“Let me,” he almost whispers. You’re mortified, he knows it. He remains gentle. You see that shake again in his hands when he unties your shirt. He has to peel it off you, the material stuck to your skin.

You can’t watch him remove the last piece that’ll have you fully naked in front of him. So, you look at the Beskar helmet in front of your eyes. You feel every brush of his fingers on your skin. You don’t miss how he’s trying not to look at you, while also trying to remove you of your clothes.

When you’re completely naked, his head is tilted up at your face. He’s remained calm, doing what needs to be done to get you warm. You tremble still.

“Blankets,” he says suddenly. He turns sharply on his heel too quickly and he hits the edge of a doorway with his helmet. It echoes in the small space with a loud clang. You stifle a giggle, and when he looks at you this time you think there must be a smile under the helmet. There’s less tension in the air.

“We can’t warm you too quickly, you’ll go into shock,” he tells you when he comes back with the blankets. He hands you one to wrap around yourself, while he moves around you to dry you off as best, he can.

“Thank you,” you tell him. “You saved my life.”

His helmet tilts up towards your face for a beat. A pause. Then he moves back to drying you off.

“I’ll use my body heat to help warm you.”

There’s no jest in his tone, this wasn’t some scheme to get you naked and in his arms. You know he wouldn’t do that.

So, you nod. Then he nods in the direction of his cot. When you lie down, the lights shut off. It’s completely dark. You can’t even see your hand in front of your face.

“Mando?”

“Din,” he says, his voice is nearby – and clearer. He’s removed his helmet and he’s removing his armor. You can hear him shift around in the dark, the metal clanks against the floor as he sets down each piece.

You hear him step closer to the cot and your heart jumps when you feel the weight shift. He lies down beside you, and you jolt. He’s wearing pants, but not a shirt. His skin is so warm it burns, and you snuggle closer to him. His strong arms wrap tightly around you, and you can feel his breath against your forehead. His chin brushes against your face, the bristles of his facial hair tickle.

“Din?” your voice is timid. There’s only a slight tremor now, but you’re still cold. “My fingers hurt.”

He reaches for your hands, and it dawns on you then that you’re feeling his bare hands for the first time. He holds your hands between his, and he blows between his hands. The hot air brushing over your icy fingers.

He rubs his hands over yours until some warmth returns. His hands move all over your body, rubbing to get the warmth back. His hands shake now, and you know why. You can feel his heart thunder under your ear.

You tell yourself he’s just anxious to get you warm, but that’s not it. You know deep inside it’s because the way you feel in his arms is something he’s wanted. You’re naked and he’s flustered.

“This isn’t how I hoped this would happen,” you giggle out, you figure the ice has been broken enough you can say it.

Another pause.

“Me either,” he whispers.

For the second time today, you feel a shock to your body while surrounded by darkness. And for the second time today, Din Djarin pulls you out.

xxxxx

tagging: @agentpike, @arabellathorne, @autumnleaves1991-blog, @avanoelle07, @bisexual-space-slut, @blancatobarxoxo, @bucky-j-barnes, @coaaster, @cosmicmando, @velvetmel0n, @dindisneydjarin, @djarinsbxbyy, @eternallyvenus, @feelmyroarrrr, @ghosttofcalum, @giselatropicana, @goldhoran, @himbopoes, @huliabitch, @ironman-iam, @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa, @javihoney, @jubileetion, @kenedyybrooklin, @knittingqueen13, @limenlimon, @literatureandqueen, @maciiiofficial, @magicsuperheroes, @mandofucks, @mandoplease, @marvel-dameron, @melanietrancy, @millllenniawrites, @mitchi-c, @mylifeliterally, @ntlmundy, @okay-hotshot, @paintballkid711, @pajamasecrets, @pascalplease, @pascalz, @perropascal, @phoenixhalliwell, @poeticandors, @punkpascal, @rewritingstarrs, @saved-fanfiction, @sgtbookybarnes, @shadow-assassin-blix, @stanningtoomanypeopleatonce, @stardust-galaxies, @stormluv16, @the-bird-suit, @thehippiequilter, @thepjofanqueen, @this-cat-is-dea, @tintinwrites, @trashbin2, @triggerhappyflygirl, @waatermelon-sugaar, @wakalas, @xremember-me-notx, @chicken-ona-stick, @thesoftdumbass, @writefightandflightclub

#the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian x reader #mine #my writing #my gifs

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dex-xe · 3 years

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Ghosts S03E01 - The Bone Plot

(I watched the entire series 3 in one night so here’s a running commentary of my thoughts. Likes/dislikes, bits I screamed/laughed/cried, details I noticed. Basically just a thought train from yours truly :P not that anyone’s interested - mostly just for my own analysis this

BUT Please come hit up my inbox with responses to episodes etc, I’ve had a few already that I’m in the process of answering so yeah lets chat :D)

Opening with Humphrey backstory is a bold move especially if people are just catching it and haven’t seen the show before

Oooohhhhhh documentary!!

Ahhhhhh, soooooo Humphrey wasn’t assassinated, he planned an assassination fascinating

Why does Robin not remember?? Just cause it was a long time ago??

The Captain has laughed before, right?? I’m sure I’ve seen him laugh before??

Thomas it’s not you XD

BOOOOONNNNNEEEEEE

How did they not know it was Humphrey?? She’s dressed like a fucking Tudor - absolutely no critical thinking skills at Button House. They share one braincell and the ghost pigeon has flown away with it again…

All this before the opening titles, this is gonna be a long post!!

I like that Alison starts stuttering simply at the thought of being on camera, nice set up for her anxiety about it

Robin senses the moon?? Oooohhhhh - and a Macbeth reference!!

Of course he senses Barclay arriving!!

The others calling Humphrey like a dog is so funny

Omg are we gonna get Cap/Fanny solidarity this season??? I just want them to be like a sibling relationship!!

(Pronoun correction - well done Kitty)

Did Humphrey used to paint?? Cause why else would he assume he was famous for being a painter if he wasn’t an artist in life????

Mary is a death gatekeeper, I adore that!!

Can we talk about how similar this scene is to one I wrote literally ages ago in the Ghosts Christmas story on AO3???? Like Humphrey trying to speak broken French like just how I wrote it and his wife hating English, it’s literally over dinner (well breakfast) as well?? I have the foresight of a medium apparently but only in very specific fan fiction scenarios!!

Omg live Humphrey is so cute wtf?? Why do I have a crush on him, or is it gender envy?????? Gender envy from a headless Tudor????

Poor Humphrey, all he wants is a nice wife!!

Pat stop ruining the moment!!

Oh God no?? If Barclay dies at Button House will he be stuck there???? Ah thanks for confirming that for me, Julian. Get that bitch off the property!!

Obi content, Obi content, Obi content!! My guy.

Okay but why does Fanny calling Pat out on his racist joke feel so rewarding to me??

A nun, a gorilla, and a WHAT, Patrick???? Pat making a pedo joke, did not have that on my season 3 bingo card????

Humphrey is so good to his wife, he’s making such an effort even though she’s really not making much effort back. It must have been so difficult for them both though seriously

She speaks English???

What’s happening?? OOOOhhhh they’re gonna kill Queen Elizabeth and put I’m assuming Mary Queen of Scots on the throne?? Cause they’re Catholics right so Mary QoS would make sense like the Babington Plot right??

Sophie defending her husband you love to see it.

Did Julian have a heart attack?? He says he knows the sign and that squash will do it.

It must be so weird for Charlotte and obviously especially Kiell as well to just talk to the air??

"LIKE POSH BATMAN" XD XD

"Bonne see you all!!" Humphrey I adore you so much!!

No don’t discover the plot?? Is he killed cause he found out about it??

“Arms at our sides, we’re not a seagull.”

Did Kitty die of a disease of some kind?? She really didn’t like the idea of laughter being contagious??

Ah so that’s why they were all laughing apart from Cap and Fanny.

Oh God Humphrey no??

“This isn’t the life you signed up for - go have another one” Catch me CRYING??? Humphrey you are so sweet wtf??? Don’t sacrifice yourself though, it ain’t worth it??

THE SALUTE

Humphrey and Robin solidarity

Wait?? He wasn’t executed right there?? So the documentary is wrong?? Does he die in a sword fight?? Nope he can’t get the swords down. What’s happening??

(I love the arguing between the guards thats so good XD)

The chimney - genius move!! (his legs O.O nice legs)

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH BITCH I SCREAMED, THE FUCKING SWORDS THATS SO FUNNY HOLY SHIT???? I LOVE THAT SO MUCH OMG, THATS SUCH A GOOD TWIST!! OMG

The body?? Holy shit thats so good omg

ROBIN TUDOR ERA ROBIN finding Humphrey awwwwwww

“Ummmm - they’re all at it” the sass Thomas I love it!!

Ngl I kinda want the Button House jumper?? It looks so comfy!!

Ooooooohhhh Julian thinks Barclay’s dead that’s so clever - bitch is on the verge of death though

Ahhhhh its the shirt, so bitch isn’t gonna die what a prick.

Alison don’t kiss the tag it’s been on the sweaty chest of a land owning Tory all day - you’ll catch every disease under the sun from that.

Thomas leave her alone

Yesssss Alison standing up to him finally!!

*whispers* “Damn your eyes” that is literally the sweetest thing O.o

I want this scene tattooed on me forever, Thomas’ little smile when she stands up to him!!

ALISON PARENTAL BACKSTORY THIS IS ALL IVE WANTED!! We got it right though, lost both parents.

“Like having family all around me” <3 <3 <3 Oh fuck leave her alone

FAMILY PHOTO O.O O.O That’s so sweet

BUTT HO BUTT HO BUTT HO BUTT HO (Cap… calm yourself)

Julian’s cameo XD XD XD That’s brilliant!!! And Pat asking for an autograph

THAT WAS SO GOOOODDDDDDD

AS YOU CAN SEE MY USE OF CAPS HAS INCREASED THOUGH THE EPISODE CAUSE HOLY SHIT AMAZING

BRO I LOVED THAT SO MUCH???? THIS SEASON IS GONNA BE INCREDIBLE OMG

100/10 PRIMARILY FOR HUMPHREY CONTENT AND ALSO ALISON BACKSTORY

#bbc ghosts spoilers #bbc ghosts #max watches

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hashtag-anthems · 3 years

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I got tagged by @nahyutas-eyeliner so thanks so much! :D

5 fandoms I used to be in:

Harry Potter (I used to really love it but then JKR ended up being Like That and I'm not about that :/)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians (I still like it, I just haven't kept up with it)

Homestuck (I know it's a day late to say this but like... don't shame me)

Voltron (shame me I deserve it)

Pokémon (honestly I still like it, but I'm nowhere near as active in fandom anymore as I used to be, and I'm kind of disappointed in how the franchise has been prioritizing graphics over story ever since the switch to 3D)

5 fandoms I am currently in:

Ace Attorney (currently hyperfixating on this)

Bravely (I need to finish BDII but honestly when am I not thinking about this game series lol)

Persona 5/P5R (I need to get Strikers but I'm not buying any new games until I'm done with this semester)

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (still need to finish GD and CF tho...)

sk8 (my friends dragged me into it so this is more fandom by association than something I actively got into myself)

5 movies I used to watch a lot:

Lilo & Stitch (BIG favorite)

Cars 2 (I used to watch this at least once a week and I could recite the opening scene from memory)

Barbie Fairytopia (or Barbie movies in general but the Fairytopia movies were my favorites)

I used to watch Shrek 2 on DVD on every single long car trip because I had a portable DVD player that was kind of broken and Shrek 2 was the only movie I had that would still work.

Against my will, I've seen The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian like ten times despite never having watched another movie or read a single book in that series. I did play the White Witch in my high school drama production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe though. My mom's oldest goddaughter was really into that series.

5 movies that I watch a lot:

Clue (1985) is legit my favorite movie I watch it all the time

I've watched Oceans 8 more times than is probably healthy bc Cate Blanchett and Anne Hathaway were part of my gay awakening

I really liked The Greatest Showman when it came out and I'll put it on in the background while I work because I like the music

I haven't watched it super recently but despite not really liking the MCU post-AoU, I will watch Black Panther if given the slightest opportunity

I watch Prince of Egypt pretty often and I wanted to watch it during Passover but grad school got busy O.o

5 book series I used to read a lot:

The Princess Diaries (I read all but the last book bc my library didn't have it v_v) and honestly anything by Meg Cabot that I could get my hands on

The Disney Fairies books (I hecking loved those books okay they were great the movies did not do them justice)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians/The Heroes of Olympus (loved these books, kind of want to reread them)

The Gaslight Mysteries series by Victoria Thompson (I'll be honest these were NOT age appropriate for when I read them I was like eight but my grandma read them and liked them and would let me read them after she'd finished them and we would have fun talking about who I thought had committed the crime or whatever)

The Nancy Drew books (I never managed a full collection, but I do have a first edition of The Spider Sapphire Mystery that I got for $2 at an antique store once) I used to buy one every time I went to visit my stepdad's family because they had two Barnes & Noble stores and we would always stop by one and I would save up for this monthly trip so I could buy another Nancy Drew book and then when I finished it, my grandpa would read it.

5 book series I read now:

Does it count as a series if there are only two books? The last novels I read were The Handmaid's Tale and The Testaments by Margaret Atwood.

Trying to get my hands on the rest of the Persona 5 manga, I have the first two volumes and I want to collect the rest.

I will reread the Uglies books by Scott Westerfeld a million times those are amazing books I love them.

I got back into Fruits Basket because the sequel series came out and I picked up the first volume on a whim. I should finish that.

god I need to read more books that aren't for school um... I've actually been meaning to reread The Hunger Games now that I'm older because I last read those books in middle school and I feel like I missed a lot.

Tagging Time!

Gonna tag my mutuals @anonymous-ivplay @allyblogsaboutaa (or whatever other blog you want to use this is just the url I remember lol) @friendraichu @iqnatzvictor and @dimension-0

If you want to do this, feel free to say I tagged you, even if we aren't mutuals! I limited myself to 5 people but there are so many more I'd love to tag.

#hashtag rambles #i had to really think about some of these bc i've been so busy with grad school #it was like 'what counts as now if i haven't had time to read a book since last summer?'#all of my reading is for school now v_v

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nocompromise-noregrets · 3 years

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Favourite Works Meme

Tagged by the fabulous @lemurious - THANK YOU I LOVE YOU <333333

Rules: Choose your favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

2020 was a hell of a year for me. I last wrote anything of substance in 2011, and although I’d been posting to AO3 here and there, a lot of it was older stuff that I wrote back in the mid-2000s, and I hadn’t really found a fandom that inspired me enough to want to write much for it. I’d been heavily into the Tolkien fandom between about 2002 and 2004/5 but had fallen away as the excitement over the films faded, and for some reason the Hobbit movies didn’t get me back into it all at the time. (Now I wish they had!)

And then that LotR cast reunion video appeared on YouTube in early June. Honestly, it was like seeing dear old friends again who I hadn’t seen in years. I spent most of it alternately grinning broadly and weeping like a small child, and after it was over, I ran back to the films for a rewatch. Then I started looking at my old WIPs, and following blogs on here, and then...and THEN the words just started pouring out of me. I wrote around 430k between June and December, which is absolutely unprecedented for me - 2011 was probably my previously most productive year, in which I wrote somewhere just over 100k, none of which got posted anywhere other than my old LJ as it was for a tiny fandom that doesn’t exist on AO3 (it died before AO3 really got going and we all tacitly agreed never to speak of it again xD ).

So...my favourite works from 2020. This is going to be tough, because I love them all, but...

Firstly, the It’s Always Been You series, which grew from notes and a few scenes from a side-fic to a ‘verse I was playing in with @myfairprouvaire back in about 2003; I looked at it in June, thought ‘I want to read that fic...dammit, that means I have to write that fic’ and then...and then, miraculously, I DID. It’s very niche, being that it centres on the pairing of Orophin/Rúmil, which is rare enough without the obvious issue, but I adore them, they’re one of my OTPs, and it gave me the opportunity to explore their characters, plus those of Haldir, Arwen (<33333), and her brothers, who happen to be one of my other OTPs. Yes, I know, and I don’t care.

Secondly, once I got that out of my system (sort of, it’s still not finished), I had been percolating something about Bard and Thranduil, having not even needed my slash goggles to see the potential between them in Battle of the Five Armies. It probably helped that they’re both unreasonably nice to look at, damn them, and they kept looking at each other. Anyway, what I was expecting to be 10k of eventually-resolved-sexual-tension turned into the absolute monster that is the (currently just over 210k O.O ) series My Heart Is An Empty Vessel, the main story of which is currently standing at somewhere over 160k and has an epilogue, a sequel also in progress, and several side-fics AND allowed me to weave in my existing Legolas/Imrahil series A Little Piece of the Sea, which I also wrote some new pieces for this year. I love those two so much, so I was super happy about that. Empty Vessel also ties in to pretty much everything else I’ve ever written in the Tolkien fandom, including the It’s Always Been You series - everything is in the same ‘verse, and characters referred to in one series are the same versions as those in another. Hooray for self-referentiality!

Thirdly, there is the ridiculous Christmas-movie modern Bard/Thranduil AU It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like..., which is breeding a sequel and turning into a series as we speak, although I don’t have a title for the series yet. I didn’t think I had a modern AU in me, but it looks as though I do. I had so much fun with this one, weaving in little canon references and headcanons and references to the Empty Vessel versions of the characters (and making Sigrid and Tauriel girlfriends, yay!), and I’m really looking forward to seeing where the sequel goes.

And fourthly, I am going to put together all the challenge/exchange fics I wrote this year because I had so much fun with them and I’m super proud of all of them. Kicking off with Broken On The Inside, written for @lemurious, the Erestor/Glorfindel getting-together tale in which Glorfindel has sustained a head injury and is thinking about his time at the Last Homely House, home of the misfits, the outcasts, the broken and the damned. the only home, a piece of experimental poetry which is all that Elladan and Elrohir would give me when I asked them to tell me about sailing West for @secretlythranduil, and Two Princes, about Legolas and Imrahil getting together, aided and abetted by their interfering friends and Legolas’ Ada, were written for the same event (Innumerable Stars). Then for Have A Happy Hobbit Holiday I wrote Should All The Stars Shine In The Sky for @bayta-darell, about winter celebrations in Dale, with Bard/Thranduil, Sigrid/Tauriel, and Bain and Tilda being adorable, and for Tolkien Secret Santa I wrote Come Home for @gamjawo, featuring Elrohir’s childhood fixation with Maglor finally paying off. Aaaaand for Yuletide I wrote A Tale Untold, a post-movie A Knight’s Tale fic in which the Black Prince gives William and Jocelyn a little manor in the country and the gang all settle down to live happily ever after (featuring a Latin deed of grant that’s as close to accurate as I could get it, a translation thereof, and a bunch of stuff about how medieval manors operated, because I am That Kind Of Nerd), and Six Bottles of Wine, a 2011-Three Musketeers story in which Porthos bets Aramis that Aramis can’t seduce Athos, and there is, eventually, some debate as to whether it’s Aramis or Athos who actually wins the bet. And as part of those exchanges I received some absolutely wonderful stories which I thoroughly encourage you all to check out.

ETA: oh yeah and FIFTHLY how could I forget Overrun By Halflings, which is a thoroughly ridiculous little thing I wrote for Tolkien Crack Week, in which Rosie makes Sam take her and all the kids to Valinor to join Frodo, and Certain People Who Have No Room To Comment At All get a little sniffy about it. :D (and everything I wrote for Writers’ Month, and and and... :D :D :D I’m just ludicrously excited about all of it!)

I had such a wonderful time with all of these, and all the other fics I wrote last year. My life is infinitely better, and I am infinitely happier, for being back in the Tolkien fandom and for being able to write again. This time last year I honestly thought it was over. I thought I’d never find something to inspire me again. And then...all it took was that reunion video and BAM here we are. <333333

I think everyone’s done this one by now, but if any of you haven’t and want to, consider yourselves well and truly tagged!

#fic meme #my writing

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paskariu · 4 years

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since I have no clue about what I'm doing I'll just start semi liveblogging my misadventures of trying to dual boot a laptop with windows 10 and gentoo linux. It’ll be tagged as “laptop misadventures” in case anyone wants to filter it out.

Stuff that has already happened:

gotta start with the wonderful pleasure that is the factory installed Windows 10

deinstall everything I don't want/need/have a licence for

had to shrink the windows C: partition to make space for linux, windows said that it NEEDS at least half of the available space on the hard drive

found a tutorial to avoid that, turns out it only needed a 31gb minimum instead of the ~500gb it wanted

decided to be nice and assign windows 200gb, somehow turned into 240gb total

shrank that down to assigning 150gb (total 170someting gb) because I'm petty like that and because windows insisted on starting edge (which I had already blocked)

proceed down the handbook and attempt to make a liveCD

imagine my face when I realised that the laptop cannot run any disks

aight this is what USBs are for I guess, liveUSB it is!

the image is downloaded and verified and everything lets go!

liveUSB attempt #1: didn't boot, back to the handbook

tried a different command in the terminal: beeping sounds and slew of symbols the poor laptop I'm abusing for the cause of a liveUSB can't show. control c'd that pretty fast

wait, what dev/sdc node is this thing on??? aka time to guess and hope nothing important breaks (aka I'm currently using the family laptop and if this thing breaks my brother will kill me and won't ever let me live this down) (quick side note: the family laptop is not the one I'm trying to install linux on)

lost the coinflip but luckily nothing seems broken, time to start with what HAS to be the right one

liveUSB attempt #2: still didn't boot :(

lost the coin flip again: coin landed in the well. I wish for a working liveUSB

checked USB stick: it somehow still has all of it's original data on it (from when my dad used it last year)? where and on what did I copy and burn the stuff on o.O

maybe I should just ask my dad to burn one for me at this point but what little pride and confidence I have depends on this now. I'm invested

dev/sdc can't be found anymore... that doesn't sound too good. I guess I'll take a break for now

#laptop misadventures #mausepfeil speaks #who knows maybe posting this is a bad idea because if I fail my brother will definitely not let me live this down #since he also follows me on here #but leaving a minor papertrail on what I have already done/ tried might help in the long run

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gohyuck · 4 years

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extra elongated tag game O.o

tagged by @dreamystuffers thank you!!

i’ll tag: @neostruck @waithyuck @longassride @neocitybynight @txtdiaries @prodtxt @txthots

O N E

tell me the first song that made you stan your current fave group and why did your faves attract you so much?

idk if i have a current fave so i’ll go with my top 3 groups... for bts it was i need u, for nct it was firetruck, and for ikon it was that one let it go mashup they did during mix & match... and idk i just liked the music mostly!! with ikon and bts i really appreciated the fact that the members produce or help produce most if not all of their music and for nct their performance really got me

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TWO

rule: answer the ten questions and write your own!

what’s your unrealistic goal for life?

having a nice non-studio apartment in new york city

if you had known that we would be in a global pandemic, what’s one thing that you would’ve done before things shut down (if they have for you)?

gone out to kbbq with my friends

what’s an unconventional thing that you carry around with you when you go out?

i only carry my wallet, keys, and my phone but i guess it’s unconventional that i don’t take a purse, although that’s something i don’t carry rather than something i carry. why do i not take a purse? idk. i’m just a clown

favourite type of plushies and why?

don’t have a favorite type but i own like a billion plushies

favourite song right now?

the search - nf

something that you’ve always wanted to learn?

how to study lol

tell a funny story about yourself (or just something that you’ve witnessed)

my family continues to clown me about the fact that i forgot that butter is dairy so there’s that

headphones or speakers? why?

headphones so you can really feel it

craving any food right now? what are you craving?

nope/doesn’t apply

which music streaming platform do you prefer? why?

apple music because the library is larger and because it just happens to be the one i have

ten questions of my own:

favorite item of clothing?

if you had to smell like one scent for the rest of your life what would it be?

favorite painter? why?

what’s your favorite horror movie (and if you don’t like horror, why not?)?

iphone or android?

favorite tiktok trend (and if you don’t like tiktok, you can talk about how much influencers suck)?

if you could wake up with any new ability what would it be?

favorite superhero/supervillain/antihero?

if you could only dress in one color for the rest of your life which color would it be?

who’s your ult and give me five reasons why.

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THREE

rule: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

AIR ༉⋆͙̈

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see the dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE ༉⋆͙̈

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

WATER ༉⋆͙̈

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love simply lit dinners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

EARTH ༉⋆͙̈

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love this chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER ༉⋆͙̈

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

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FOUR

the ultimate tag: answer whichever ones you want to because there are a lot and then tag a few blogs you’d like to get to know better!

PERSONAL

name: [redacted]

nickname: raya

birthday: nov 16

zodiac: scorp sun

nationality: american

languages: english, bengali, some spanish

gender: female

sexuality: who knows

height: 5'4

BLOG STUFF

inspiration for muse: music

meaning behind my url: go era hyuck.....................

blog established: my main was made on april 4 2015

followers: 0 literally none not one person

FAVORITES

favourite animals: medium and big dogs, elephants

favourite books: kafka on the shore - haruki murakami

favourite colour: most shades of green, beige, yellow

favourite fictional characters: connor kenway of ac3

favourite flower: sunflowers

favourite scent: fresh linen, warm vanilla

favourite season: i think spring

RANDOM

average hours of sleep: 4-6

cats or dogs: dogs

coffee, tea or hot chocolate: coffee

current time: 10:11 am

dream trip: i would love to go to athens, rome, cairo

dream job: it would be neat to be a professor

hobbies: writing

hogwarts house: ravenclaw but my sister claims i’m a hufflepuff, which is plausible

last movie watched: shakuntala devi

last song listened to: nonstop - nct 127

no. of blankets you sleep with: 1

random fact(s): umm idk i have a tattoo?

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F I V E

10 things i can’t stop listening to

the search - nf

in these walls - machine gun kelly

broken compass - 3racha

fools - cover by renjun

slow down - chase atlantic

candy - doja cat

heather - conan gray

lost in the dream - monsta x

singularity - bts

fuckboy - brakence

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