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ticklish-n-stuff · 8 months

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Tickletober day #15: Tickle fight

That clip of Kazuha getting drunk and being all giggly and sleepy IS MY NEW FAVE THING EVER

So enjoy two funni drunk people having a tk fight

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Kazuha x Venti (interpret as you wish)

Lees: Kazuha, Venti

Lers: Kazuha, Venti

Warnings: Tickles! Drinking!

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"Cheers!" the bard and samurai toasted in unison.

Kazuha had stumbled upon Mondstadt once more and stumbled paths upon the eccentric bard, Venti, whom quickly invited him over for a drink at the tavern. For old time's sake.

It wasn't long before the effects started kicking in, sending both boys into a loop of giggles.

"Hahaha! I forgot how giggly you got, Kazuha~" Venti teased with a playful poke to the samurai's side, causing him to jolt.

"Eek! *hic* Well chehearly I'm not the only one that gehets all giggly..." his words slurred ever so slightly as he usually got a bit sleepy when intoxicated, but that didn't stop the playful teasing between friends.

"Oh plehease, I have a much higher tolerance than you, my friend. I mean, look at you!" Venti grinned mischeviously as his fingers clumsily scribbled over Kazuha's side.

"Pfftahahaha! *hic* Ventihihi, thahat's cheheheating...!" Kazuha's giggles grew in power, his body squirming around like a fish out of water, as he tried and failed to swat away at the bard's evil hand.

"Gehehe! Ahalls fair in drinks and giggles~" Venti let out a hiccup of his own as he kept trying to tickle Kazuha.

"Fihihine! You ahasked for thihis!" Kazuha had a giddy grin on his face, whether it was from the alcohol or tickling, who knows. He managed to tackle Venti onto the ground, laying on top of him. They both got a couple of stares but if anything this was the most normal thing to happen in that tavern.

"WAH!" the bard let out a surprise shriek as he tumbled down, letting out an 'oof' when Kazuha landed on top of him.

"Hehehe! Let's sehee how you lihike it, friend~" the samurai smiled brigtly as his fingers started to knead at Venti's sides and waist.

"gyAH! AHAHAHAHA! *hic* K-KAZUHAHAHA! NOHOHO! I'M SAHAHARRY! PLEHEHEASE! *hic*" poor Venti squealed and bursted into uncontrollable laughter, kicking his legs out playfully from behind.

"Lohooks like I've got the upper hand! Hmm... why don't you sihing me a tune, bard?~" with that, Kazuha massaged his fingertips against Venti's lowest ribs.

"EEP! waHAHAIT! NOHOAHAHAHA! *hic*" Venti's face was as red as a jueyun chili, letting out the most comedic high-pitched squeals as Kazuha's fingers climbed up his ribcage.

"Your laughter is lihike music to my ears~"

If Venti's face could get any redder, it surely would have. With the drinking, and the tickling, and the teasing?! Not even the anemo archon stood a chance. Thankfully, not all hope was lost. He saw a small window of opportunity, and while Kazuha was distracted, he shoved his fingers into his exposed armpits.

"GYAH!" Kazuha let out a girlish shriek of both fright and ticklishness, his body instantly giving out and collapsing next to Venti's.

"Haha! Whahat was that about you having the upper hand?~" Venti shot him a playful smirk as he got on top of Kazuha, making sure his short nails scribbled every spot of those ticklish hollows.

"WAHAHAIT! NAHAHA VENTI! WAHAHAHAHA! I-I GIHIHIVE! PLEHEHEASE!" the samurai arched his back, shook his head, even tried prying off Venti's hands. Anything that could hopefully relieve the ticklish feeling, but the bard was determined to win this silly tickle fight they ensued.

"Okay, okahay! I'll stop if... you say that 'Venti's the best tickler!'" the anemo archon smiled proudly. He decreased the intensity of his tickles, but still kept his fingertips lightly caressing Kazuha's armpits. Keeping him in his cute giggly and hiccupy state.

"I- Aehehehe! *hic* Vehenti ihihis- *hic* the behehest tickler!" it was barely comprehensible from his consistent giggles and funny sounds, but this was as good as he'd get. So Venti showed mercy and ceased his tickling for good.

"Ahaha! Oh my gohohod, my stomach feels like it's gonna blow!" Venti giggled like a drunkard, crashing down on top of Kazuha and nestling his head against his chest. Before long, Kazuha had already fallen into his sleepy state, still, it was cute how he giggled ever so sligthly even when asleep.

"Ehehe... We should do this again sometime..." Venti spoke with a sheepish smile before closing his eyes, falling asleep himself cuddled with Kazuha. Hopefully Diluc won't mind them using the floor as a bed.

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#augtickletober2023 #tickletober2023 #genshin impact #genshin tickle #genshin tickle fic #kaedehara kazuha #venti #lee!kazuha #lee!venti #ler!kazuha #ler!venti

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minhozipper · 26 days

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fuck you all

erybody whro wraite smuht bout sihee should kir tem selrves

#smut #sohee x reader

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arleniansdoodles · 10 months

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Post-true ending art for Sifu! The MC and Jinfeng spend a bit of time together :D I went a little overboard with this one while thinking about what Jinfeng's backstory could be like: I headcanon that she grew up with and trained alongside the MC and Sean's respective fathers, and the three of them became siblings with Jinfeng being the "youngest."

I also like to imagine that MC's father was a hobbyist photographer and filled up albums with photos! Sean's father, on the other hand, was absolutely hopeless with a camera loll Though, sometimes he took some absolute gems on accident, such as the photos of MC's father and Jinfeng together! XDD

The MC has kept all of her father's albums and shares them with Jinfeng, who really misses her big brothers deep down.

Also, the Kung-Fu familial terms are in Cantonese: Sihing = big brother, Simui = little sister.

#art #my art #illustration #fantasy #fantasy illustration #fanart #sifu #sifu game #sifu fanart #sloclap #kung fu #video game #video game fanart #chinese characters #family #platonic love #siblings #comic panels #comic

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ghoul-bonez · 1 year

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New Fic Updates!-

Reiterating a bunch of stuff, but slightly different…

1 chapter left of “Stars in Her Eyes, Stars in Her Heart” to post (After that I’m taking a break from that fic because I’ve lost motivation at the moment, but it’s definitely not discontinued, just on a hiatus!)

I have 2 chapters of “You Bare Your Soul to Me, so I Show You Mine” written. Chapter 1 is ready to go, chapter 2 is being edited. It will be out hopefully the day after tomorrow when I’m done posting SIHE, SIHH! Updates will be slower than SIHE, SIHH, or any other multi chapter fic I’ve posted, but that gives me more time to write better chapters… A few character references and information on my original clan are already posted! Characters will be introduced as they show up in the story so everyone up right now will be in the first chapter…

Ao’nung x Fem! Deaf! Sully! Reader, “I Love You, I Trust You, I See You” is written and edited, ready to post, hopefully soon, but not sure how soon… Most likely after chapter 1 or 2 of YBYSTM, SISYM? POSTED!!!

Untitled Grace x Fem! Na’vi! Reader is in Very Early planning stages… It will be a mini series and there will be about 4-5 chapters. You can find the WIP summary/ idea through the link on “Untitled”! I’m not sure when it will be posted, it might even not be posted until after Im back from my break?

I will be away from writing and posting for a while… Roughly June 16 - July 10th, which is a long time, but I’m hoping it’ll be a nice break and I can jump back into writing when I’m back home!

Everything can be found on my Masterlist! (When they’re posted…)

#kiri avatar #kiri x reader #loak sully #lo’ak sully #loak x reader #lo’ak x reader #aonung #ao’nung #ao’nung x sully!reader #aonung x sully!reader #ao’nung x reader #aonung x reader #grace augustine #grace augustine x reader #ghoul fic updates

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eclecticopposition · 11 days

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wip ask game! open, crisis, clear?

[ WIP ask game ]

Hits all around! We've learned that we may, in fact, overuse the word "clearly".

OPEN; (we would have a hard time picking even the top five sentences that have this word in even just one WIP, but...)

Figure is woken in the morning by the door slamming open and the worst thing they have ever smelled in their life.

CRISIS;

Emmenia had medical training, of course, but sihe was there for a crisis.

CLEAR; (a staggering amount of near misses and a few very very good hits.)

He squints his beady eyes at everyone in clear disdain and scoffs whenever anyone dares to utter an argh within earshot.

#:}#send us the same word again and we shall give you another sentence. this we have declared legal in the bounds of play #ask game #swallowtailed #wire guy #mayfly in winter #writing #asks

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loverandservantoftheahlulbayt · 8 months

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🍂🍁🍂 Sahifa Sajjadia Dua 13

Sahifa Sajjadia His Supplication in Seeking Needs from God

دُعَاؤُهُ فِي طَلَبِ الْحَوَائِجِ الى الله تعالى

Imam Zaynal al-Abideen (as) son of Imam Hussain ibn Ali (as)'s supplication - 13 His Supplication in Seeking Needs from God

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أللَّهُمَّ يَا مُنْتَهَى مَطْلَبِ الْحَاجَاتِ

al-laahum-ma yaa muntahaa mat'-labil-h'aajaat

1.O God, O ultimate object of needs!

وَيَا مَنْ عِنْدَه نَيْلُ الطَّلِبَاتِ

wa yaa man i'ndahoo nay-lut'-t'alibaat

2.O He through whom requests are attained!

وَيَا مَنْ لا يَبِيْعُ نِعَمَهُ بالأثْمَانِ

wa yaa mal-laa yabeeu' nia'mahoo bil-ath-maan

3.O He whose favours are not bought by prices!

وَيَا مَنْ لا يُكَدِّرُ عَطَايَاهُ بِالامْتِنَانِ

wa yaa mal-laa yukad-diru a't'aayaahoo biiam-tinaan

4.O He who does not muddy His gifts by the imposition of obligations!

وَيَا مَنْ يُسْتَغْنَى بِهِ وَلاَ يُسْتَغْنَى عَنْهُ

wa yaa may-yus-tagh-naa bihee wa laa yus-tagh-naa a'n-h

5.O He along with whom nothing is needed and without whom nothing can be done!

وَيَا مَنْ يُرْغَبُ إلَيْهِ وَلا يُرْغَبُ عَنْهُ.

wa yaa may-yur-ghabu ilay-hee wa laa yur-ghabu a'n-h

6.O He toward whom desire is ever directed and never turned away!

وَيَا مَنْ لا تُفنى خَزَآئِنَهُ الْمَسَائِلُ

wa yaa mal-laa tuf-nee khazaaa-inahul-masaaa-il

7.O He whose treasuries cannot be exhausted by demands!

وَيَا مَنْ لاَ تُبَدِّلُ حِكْمَتَهُ الْوَسَائِلُ.

wa yaa mal-laa tubad-dilu h'ik-matahul-wasaaa-il

8.O He whose wisdom cannot be altered by any means!

وَيَا مَنْ لاَ تَنْقَطِعُ عَنْهُ حَوَائِجُ الْمُحْتَاجِينَ

wa yaa mal-laa tanqat'iu' a'n-hoo h'awaaa-ijul-muh'-taajeen

9.O He from whom the needs of the needy are never cut off!

وَيَا مَنْ لاَ يُعَنِّيهِ دُعَاءُ الدَّاعِينَ

wa yaa mal-laa yua'n-neehee dua'aaa-ud-daae'en

10.O He who is not distressed by the supplications of the supplicators!

تَمَدَّحْتَ بِالْغَنَاءِ عَنْ خَلْقِكَ وَأَنْتَ أَهْلُ الْغِنَى عَنْهُمْ

tamad-dah'-ta bil-ghanaaa-i a'n khal-qik wa anta ah-lul-ghinaa a'n-hum-

11.You hast lauded Yourself for having no need for Your creatures, and it suits You to have no need for them,

وَنَسَبْتَهُمْ إلَى الفَقْرِ وَهُمْ أَهْلُ الْفَقْرِ إلَيْكَ.

wa nasab-tahum ilaal-faq-r wa hum ah-lul-faq-ri ilay-k

12.and You hast attributed to them poverty, and it suits them to be poor toward You.

فَمَنْ حَاوَلَ سَدَّ خَلَّتِهِ مِنْ عِنْدِكَ

faman h'aawala sad-da khal-latihee min i'ndik

13.So he who strives to remedy his lack through what is with You

وَرَامَ صَرْفَ الْفَقْر عَنْ نَفْسِهِ بِكَ فَقَدْ طَلَبَ حَاجَتَهُ

wa raama s'ar-fal-faq-ri a'n-naf-sihee bik faqad t'alaba h'aajatahoo

14.and wishes to turn poverty away from himself through You has sought his need

فِي مَظَانِّها وَأَتَى طَلِبَتَهُ مِنْ وَجْهِهَا

fee? maz'aaan-nihaa wa ataa t'ilabatahoo miw-waj-hihaa

15.in the most likely place and come to his request from the right quarter.

وَمَنْ تَوَجَّهَ بِحَاجَتِهِ إلَى أَحَد مِنْ خَلْقِكَ أَوْ جَعَلَهُ سَبَبَ نُجْحِهَا

wa man tawj-jaha bih'aajatiheee ilaaa ah'adim-min khal-qika aw jaa'lahoo sababa nuj-h'ihaa

16.But he who turns in his need toward one of Your creatures or assigns the cause of its being granted

دُونَكَ فَقَدْ تَعَرَّضَ لِلْحِرْمَانِ

doonaka faqad t-taa'r-raz''a lil-h'ir-maan

17.to other than You, has exposed himself to deprivation

وَاسْتَحَقَّ مِنْ عِنْدِكَ فَوْتَ الاِحْسَانِ

was-tah'aq-qa min i'ndika faw-tal-ih'-saan

18.and deserves to miss Your beneficence.

أللَّهُمَّ وَلِي إلَيْكَ حَاجَةٌ قَـدْ قَصَّرَ عَنْهَـا جُهْدِي

al-laahum-ma wa leee ilay-ka h'aajah qad qas'-s'ara a'n-haa juh-dee

19.O God, I have a need of You: my exertion has fallen short of it

وَتَقَطَّعَتْ دُونَهَا حِيَلِي

wa taqat'-t'aa't d-doonahaa h'eealee

20.and my stratagems have been cut back before reaching it.

وَسَوَّلَتْ لِيْ نَفْسِي رَفْعَهَا إلَى مَنْ يَرْفَعُ حَوَائِجَهُ إلَيْكَ

wa saw-walat lee naf-see raf-a'haaa ilaa may-yar-fau' h'awaaa-ijahooo ilay-ka

21.My soul induced me to present it to him who presents his needs to You

وَلاَ يَسْتَغْنِي فِي طَلِبَاتِهِ عَنْكَ

wa laa yas-tagh-nee fee t'alibaatihee a'nka

22.and can do nothing without You in his requests,

وَهِيَ زَلَّةٌ مِنْ زَلَلِ الْخَاطِئِينَ

wa hee zal-latum-min zalalil-khaat'i-een

23.but this is one the slips of the offenders,

وَعَثْرَةٌ مِنْ عَثَراتِ الْمُذْنِبِينَ

wa a'th-ratum-min a'tharaatil-mud'-nibeen

24.one of the stumbles of the sinners!

ثُمَّ انْتَبَهْتُ بِتَذْكِيرِكَ لِي مِنْ غَفْلَتِي

thum-ma antabah-tu bitad'-keerika lee min ghaf-latee

25.Then through Your reminding me, I was aroused from my heedlessness,

وَنَهَضْتُ بِتَوْفِيقِكَ مِنْ زَلَّتِي

wa nahaz''-tu bitaw-feeqika min zal-ltee

26.through Your giving success, I stood up from my slip,

وَ رَجَعتُ وَنَكَصْتُ بِتَسْـدِيدِكَ عَنْ عَثْـرَتِي

wa rajaa'-tu wa nakas'-tu bitas-deedika a'n a'th-ratee

27.and through Your pointing the way, I returned and withdrew from my stumble.

وَقُلْتُ: سُبْحَانَ رَبّي كَيْفَ يَسْأَلُ مُحْتَاجٌ مُحْتَاجـاً

wa qul-tu: sub-h'aana rab-bee kay-fa yas-alu muh'-taajum-muh'-taajaa?

28.I said: Glory be to my Lord! How can the needy ask from the needy?

وَأَنَّى يَرْغَبُ مُعْدِمٌ إلَى مُعْدِم؟

wa an-naa yarghabu mua'-dimun ilaa mua'-dimin?

29.How can the destitute beseech the destitute?

فَقَصَدْتُكَ يا إلهِي بِالرَّغْبَةِ

faqas'at-tuka yaaa ilaahee bir-ragh-bah

30.So I went straight to You, my God, in beseeching,

وَأَوْفَدْتُ عَلَيْكَ رَجَائِي بِالثِّقَةِ بِكَ

wa aw-fat-tu a'lay-ka rajaaa-ee bith-thiqati bik

31.and I sent You my hope with trust in You.

وَعَلِمْتُ أَنَّ كَثِيرَ مَا أَسْأَلُكَ يَسِيرٌ فِي وُجْدِكَ

wa a'lim-tu an-na katheera maaa as-aluka yaseerun fee wuj-dik

32.I came to know that the many I request from You are few before Your wealth,

وَأَنَّ خَطِيرَ مَا أَسْتَوْهِبُكَ حَقِيرٌ فِيْ وُسْعِكَ

wa an-na khat'eera maaa as-taw-hibuka h'aqeerun fee wus-i'k

33.the weighty I ask from You is vile before Your plenty;

وَأَنَّ كَرَمَكَ لاَ يَضِيقُ عَنْ سُؤَال أحَد

wa an-na karamaka laa yaz''eequ a'n soo-aali ah'ad

34.Your generosity is not constrained by anyone's asking,

وَأَنَّ يَدَكَ بِالْعَطايا أَعْلَى مِنْ كُلِّ يَد.

wa an-na yadaka bil-a't'aayaaa aa'-laa min kul-li yad

35.Your hand is higher in bestowing gifts than every hand!

أللَهُمَّ فَصَلِّ عَلَى مُحَمَّد وَآلِهِ وَاحْمِلْنِي بِكَرَمِكَ عَلَى التَّفَضُّلِ

al-laahum-ma fas'al-li a'laa muh'am-madiw-wa aaalih wa ah'-mil-nee bikaramika a'laat-tafaz''-z''ul

36.O God, so bless Muhammad and His Household, take me through their generosity to Your gratuitous bounty

وَلاَ تَحْمِلْنِي بِعَدْلِكَ عَلَى الاسْتِحْقَاقِ

wa laa tah'-mil-nee bia'd-lika a'laalis-tih'-qaaq

37.And take me not through Your justice to what I deserve!

فَما أَنَا بِأَوَّلِ رَاغِبِ رَغِبَ إلَيْكَ فَأَعْطَيْتَهُ وَهُوَ يَسْتَحِقُّ الْمَنْعَ

famaaa ana biw-wali raaghibir-raghiba ilay-ka faaa'-t'ay-tahoo wa huwa yas-tah'iq-qul-man-a'-

38.I am not the first beseecher to beseech You and You bestowed upon him while he deserved withholding,

وَلاَ بِأَوَّلِ سَائِل سَأَلَكَ فَأَفْضَلْتَ عَلَيْهِ وَهُوَ يَسْتَوْجِبُ الْحِرْمَانَ.

wa laa biw-wali saaa-ilin saalaka faaf-z''al-ta a'lay-hee wa huwa yas-taw-jibul-h'ir-maan

39.nor am I the first to ask from You and You wast bounteous toward him while he merited deprivation.

أللَّهُمَّ صَلِّ عَلَى مُحَمَّد وَآلِهِ

al-laahum-ma s'al-li a'laa muh'am-madiw-wa aaalih

40.O Allah, bless Muhammad and his Household,

وَكُنْ لِدُعَائِي مُجِيباً وَمِنْ نِدائِي قَرِيباً

wa kul-lidua'aa-ee mujeebaa wa min-nidaaa-ee qareebaa

41.respond to my supplication, come near my call,

وَلِتَضَرُّعِي رَاحِماً وَلِصَوْتِي سَامِعاً

wa litaz''ar-rue'e raah'imaa wa lis'aw-tee saamia'a

42.have mercy on my pleading, listen to my voice,

وَلاَ تَقْطَعْ رَجَائِي عَنْكَ وَلا تَبُتَّ سَبَبِي مِنْكَ

wa laa taq-t'aa' rajaaa-ee a'nk wa laa tabut-ta sababee mink

43.cut not short my hope for You, sever not my thread to You,

وَلاَ تُوَجِّهْنِي فِي حَاجَتيْ هَذِهِ وَغَيْرِهَا إلى سِوَاكَ

wa laa tuwaj-jih-nee fee h'aajatee hd'ihee waghay-rihaaa ilaa siwaak

44.turn not my face in this my need, and other needs, away from You,

وَتَوَلَّنِي بِنُجْحِ طَلِبَتِي وَقَضاءِ حَاجَتِي

wa tawal-lanee binuj-hee t'alibatee wa qaz''aaa-i h'aajatee

45.attend for my sake to the fulfillment of my request, the granting of my need,

وَنَيْلِ سُؤْلِي قَبْلَ زَوَالِي عَنْ مَوْقِفِي هَذَا

wa nay-li soo-lee qab-la zawaalee a'm-maw-qifee had'aa

46.and the attainment of what I have asked before I leave this place

بِتَيسِيرِكَ لِيَ الْعَسِيْرَ وَحُسْنِ تَقْدِيرِكَ لِي فِي جَمِيعِ الأُمُورِ.

bitay-seerika leeal-a'seer wa h'us-ni taq-deerika lee fee jameei'l-umoor

47.through Your making easy for me the difficult and Your excellent ordainment for me in all affairs!

وَصَلِّ عَلَى مُحَمَّد وَآلِهِ صَلاَةً دَائِمَةً نَامِيَةً لاَ انْقِطَاعَ لأِبَدِهَا

wa s'al-li a'laa muh'am-madiw-wa aaalih s'alaatan daaa-imatan-naameeah laa anqit'aaa' liabadihaa

48.Bless Muhammad and his Household with a permanent, ever-growing blessing, whose perpetuity has no cutting off

وَلا مُنْتَهَى لأِمَدِهَا وَاجْعَلْ ذَلِكَ عَوْناً لِيْ وَسَبَباً لِنَجَاحِ طَلِبَتِي إنَّكَ وَاسِعٌ كَرِيْمٌ.

wa laa muntahaa liamadihaa waj-a'l d'alika a'w-nal-lee wa sababal-linajaahee t'alibatee in-naka waasiu'n kareem

49.and whose term knows no limit, and make that a help to me and a cause for the granting of my request! You art Boundless, Generous!

وَمِنْ حَاجَتِي يَا رَبِّ كَذَا وَكَذَا

wa min h'aajatee yaa rab-bi kad'aa wakad'aa

50.And of my needs,my Lord, are such and such

وَتَذْكُرُ حَاجَتَكَ ثمّ تَسْجُـدُ وَتَقُولُ فِي سُجُودِكَ:

.(Here you should state your needs, then prostrate yourself, and say in your prostration:)

فَضْلُكَ آنَسَنِي وَإحْسَانُكَ دَلَّنِي

faz''-luka aaanasanee wa ih'-saanuka dal-lanee

.Your bounty has comforted me and Your beneficence has shown the way,

فَأَسْأَلُكَ بِكَ وَبِمُحَمَّـد وَآلِهِ صَلَواتُكَ عَلَيْهمْ أَنْ لاَ تَرُدَّنِي خَائِباً.

faas-aluka bika wa bimuh'am-madiw-wa aaalihee s'alawaatuka a'lay-him al-laa tarud-danee khaaa-ibaa

.So I ask You by You and by Muhammad and his Household (Your blessings be upon them) that You sendest me not back in disappointment!

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I think the ending being kind of ambiguous is really nice! It has this bittersweet sort of feel to it that you don't really get with hanahaki ideas very often if at all and it was an immensely beautiful read especially with the later pages being all Aizawa POV! I loved it from start to finish so thank you very much for sharing it with us!

Awww, that is what I was hopping! It makes me very happy to hear it came through 🖤

All of the story leading up to a POV shift had been the plan from the beginning, so we could understand what had been going through Shouta's head. We didn't get to see a few of the details of Aizawa's POV, either because I couldn't work them in organically, or because they would have made the story drag, or ruined the pacing, but I got to show the most vital parts of it and the emotion he was going through.

For example, something I couldn't really portray without spelling it out was that once Hizashi had confessed to Shouta in his delirium, Aizawa couldn't actually confront him about the flowers anymore, because it could have doomed him. Since the disease depends on the perspective of the person infected, if Aizawa had revealed what he knew and confessed anyway there would be a risk that Hizashi wouldn't have believed him, thinking he was doing it to save him, meaning he would be fucked and there wouldn't be much Shouta could have done at this point (similarly, if Hizashi got convinced Shouta loved him back he'd be healed regardless of whether or not it was true. Which thankfully is not the case in this story). So that's why every time Hizashi drifts off, or starts coughing, risking compromising his secret, Shouta distracts him and deflects.

Little lore dump you didn't ask for but I was looking for the opportunity to share xD Thank you so much for the sweet words, sincerely. I was incredibly worried about disappointing people with that end but it was the original vision and I stuck to it. Everyone has been very sweet and kind with it too, so it makes me happy.

Thank you once more for reading and enjoying! Have a wonderful day 🌸

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losnordiquitos · 2 years

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dark-twist-fairytales · 1 year

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And here we go! Sorry if the tone changes halfway through it, something happened in real life that made us a little upset. We tried to power through it and keep writing.

This is how Ezhno joined the clan!

Tw: Kidnapping. Not detailed, but yeah, still there.

A harsh huff left Ezhno as he entered into a nearby cafe. He didn't need to vent, he just needed a way to escape his thoughts. For how much was happening to him today, he was done with it. Sitting down at a table, he just set his head down fo a moment, trying to comprehend remotely what was running through his mind.

A waiter came up to him, mostly out of confusion. "Sir? The tables are only for customers." She spoke, causing Ezhno to sigh and sit up. "Can I tell you what I want from here?" He asked, as he pulled his wallet out with his prosthetic arm. Her face turned to one of disgust, as he sighed and shook his head. "Nevermind.."

He stood up and went to the cash register, where a different worker worked. The woman walked to behind the counter, to the back, taking another look to Ezhno as he walked. "Hello, what can I get you today?" The cashier spoke, giving a smile. "Hi, yes.. I just want... Fuck, what's it called?" He muttered, looking to the menu and spotting what he was looking for. "Expresso. Sorry, my mind is frazzled today." He said, with the cashier nodding. A little bit of talking, Ezhno looked to his wallet and opened it up with his hand, clamping on with his prosthetic to get the money out to pay for it. He did get a weird glance from someone at another table, but he didn't care. He had grown used to it at this point.

After a bit of waiting, he got his coffee and sat back down at the table he was at earlier. He slowly sipped at the hot beverage, laying his head down on the table while proping his prosthetic on the table beside his head. Giving a sigh, he simply closed his eyes and just embraced the feelings all around him.

"Oi, kid." Goddammit. Ezhno opened his eyes up and looked to who was speaking to him. "Talking to me?" He asked, getting a nod from the much larger male. Ezhno sihed, but the male had his attention. "Okay, what's up?" He asked, before something was placed over his head. While Ezhno did struggle, it wasn't enough, as within 5 minutes, his body went limp and he was lifted up by someone else, someone still larger than he was. He could hear talking, but it was in an unknown language. French, perhaps? Maybe Italian? He didn't know.

Eventually, he completely fell asleep, and when he came to again, he was in a bedroom, laid down. No, this wasn't his own, nor was it someone he recognized. He slowly sat up from the bed, glancing around to try and see what was remotely around him. A fully filled out room, but there was a bank, blac top hat dangling on a hook, along with a note pinned to it. Slowly standing up, he walked over to the top hat and undid the clip, reading the note to himself..

'We have seen your abilities to think and adapt to new things, no matter how stressful it gets. We would enjoy you becoming part of the clan, to restrict members from further being killed due too reckless nature of themselves and their leader.'

Ezhno looked to the top hat and sighed, mentally giving a 'fuck it' and grabbing it off the hook. He then walked to the door and opened it up, walking mindlessly with the top hat in his claw to try and find what leader had even wanted him in the first place. Once he found the office, he banged on the door with his human hand and waited beside the door. He gave a sigh to himself, shaking his hea and muttering softly to himself.

The door soon opened, revealing a very prestine and proper male, and within the room was another male that had a very powerful aura to him. "Ah, you're awake." The male inside spoke, with Ezhno sighing. "Yeah, I am. What is going on?"

As Ezhno was let inside by the more proper looking male, the door shutting behind them to keep the conversation private, he crossed his arms enough to grabb the top of his prosthetic with his human hand, while allowing the prosthetic limb to hang freely. The black top hat was still in his claw. "My name is Sir Wilford IV, but just call me Wilford or Sir. My grandson over here has noticed a few things about you. Ezhno Nies, yes?"

"Kind of creepy, but what did I expect being kidnapped by a criminal clan." Ezhno said, glancing to the male behind him, now known as Wilford's graandson, and seeing him give a wave. He turned back to Wilford. "Listen, I really don't care about joining the clan. I would say I'd rather go home, if I hadn't been kicked out literally today- You know? Being kidnapped was probably the highlight of my day."

"Regardless of that, I don't have an interest in joining your clan."

"What if the deal got a little sweeter?" Wilford spoke, and this caught Ezhhno's interest. "Hear me out here, alright?" The leader motioned to the chair by Ezhno, and he cautiously sat down as a peace offering.

"Free housing here at the clan, like we do for all our members, but.. Also paying off medical bills and insurance." Ezhno perked up at that, looking to Wilford witth more intent. "We have private doctorss, and know some outside of the clan. You can be completely dropped off and not pay for it in the real world." He spoke, with the black-haired male now thinking of it intensely. "Well.. That... It does sound nice.. But if I join the clan, what would I be doing?"

"Like the note Reginald left intailed, we've seen your smarts and your quick-thinking. You join the clan, you will be helping set up raids and getting the blueprints for the place we're attacking. Less of being out there and more of plotting. Of course, you can deny the deal. Nothing will happen to you, free of choice. We'll let you go, get someone to bring you back to your home."

Ezhno sat for a soild minute, thinking about his options, before he gave a sigh. "Frankly, joining this clan might be better for me in.. A lot of ways.." He said, before nodding. "Fine, Sir Wilford. You have yourself a new clan member."

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Days passed after this interaction, and Ezhno had been.. Widely accepted. Way more than he thought he wouldd, but it felt.. Nice. He had grabbed what he wanted from his old place (which wasn't a lot to begin with), set himself up in a room, and had basically dropped everything from his old life. Now, he stood in front of a body mirror, for the first time, with his new outfit on. Custome colors to be a bright turqouis, his undershirt in a blue toned off-white, and shoes with velcore sea-foam green, the same color as his top hat. He set it on, fixing his hair a bit, before looking at himself one good time. He felt like tearing up, smiling a bit at how well the bright blue looked on him.

It was a nice change. He liked this change.

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin oc #ezhno nies #my writing!

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The Library and the Box of Mists

It has now been a full year since we began our mission to rebuild this noble and storied institution and while it has not been easy, or without cost, we are proud to announce the grand reopening of The Library!

We here at the Library are as dedicated as as our forebears to the collection, protection and, most importantly, sharing of awakened literature, artifacts and wonders of all kinds. Particularly those that would otherwise be at risk from destruction, fading or misuse by malicious forces.

In the spirit of sharing what we protect here at the Library, we are releasing a series of dispatches detailing a little of the history and particular qualities of some of the more interesting items in our collection. The Library staff thank you for your support and hope you find these dispatches both informative and educational.

Sincerely,

The Senior Librarians

The Box of Mists

Our first item in this series is a small, unassuming olive wood box. It is measured at 6 inches by 5 and is covered on all sides with the most beautiful and intricate arabesque carvings. It has a lid secured by a silver hinge and latch that, when opened, reveals an interior that is lined with soft, black velvet that seems to absorb all light.

While one might assume that this a simple jewellery box or mantle decoration, it is in fact a sophisticated protective or obfuscatory tool. When used properly, this Box of Mists can ward abstract ideas and concepts, making them difficult to even conceive of. All one needs to do is to write a clear and concise description of what is to be warded, along with any exceptions or specifics, by hand on fine paper stock. Then place that letter, carefully folded into the box.

This is a very powerful magickal effect, but it does have it’s limits. The box can only ward one concept at a time and the magick will fade if not renewed regularly. Also, the ward is stronger when applied to specific ideas and weakens with more general and abstract concepts. For instance, when using the box to ensure a calm meeting between feuding factions “Do not draw or use weapons at this meeting.” would ensure no one would even consider drawing a gun but “Do not employ aggressive means to achieve your aims.” might falter in the face of the strongest wills.

The story of the creation of this wondrous item and that of whoever enchanted it has sadly been lost to time. But the Box of Mists has been employed by masters of the Taftani craft for at least four centuries. Over the years it has been used to confound enemies by hiding allied movements, to bolster friends by obscuring thoughts of failure, and even to broker peace by smothering thoughts of war under it’s heavy conceptual blanket!

The Box of Mists is currently on loan to The Library as part of an agreement between Master Shadid of the Taftani and Sihing Kao of the Akashayana. Please note that the Box of Mists is unavailable for use by visitors and any requests of this nature should be addressed to Master Shadid.

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