#thank you for everyone who shared advices and tips for me

[ryllen]

Congrats to the FIRST TEAM to BEAT THE TITAN!

#this one is the easiest one for me! #MVP trey-senpai! #thank you for everyone who shared advices and tips for me #the two other team gotta sweat really hard now #i hope they all will make it with the current team members i assigned them with #this team got 2 SSR it's very lenient #i still gotta keep refighting the titan until luck shines on me BCS I WAS SO CLOSE #once i got it to the last 700+ of its HP & the other time it was like 44 HP - 0 HP #44!!!!!! CAN U BELIEEV #book 6

[ravens-two]

Mini-PAC: Your Person's Love Language

This one is a smaller reading, and it has no extended version. It includes your person's love language and how they express their love/feelings/emotions.

Disclaimer: this is just for entertainment purposes, and as a pick-a-card reading it may not resonate for everyone.

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Pile 1

Five of Pentacles, Two of Wands, Gratitude

"All that I am and all that I'll be, forever in gratitude I'll eternally be."

Words of Affirmation/Acts of Service

Hi, pile 1, this person has been through a lot and knows that life can be incredibly hard. That's why they do their best to make it easier for you. That's their love language, making life easier for you. They are quick to show their support and to offer help whenever you need it. They don't have any problems with saying thank you or apologizing when they're wrong. They might have in the past or they might still struggle in other relationships (with people they aren't as close with), not with you though.

They know what it's like to not have anything, including support from others, and they never want to see you there. They could have become the type of person that tells you to get it together and pull yourself by your bootstraps, but they're not. Again, this comes from a deep sense of empathy. (It actually reminds me of that Doctor Who quote "All that pain and misery, and loneliness, and it just made him kind".)

They're the type of person to do the whole "I love you, no I love you more" game. I also see them telling you that they love you as soon as they wake up or before falling asleep. They just really like to say it. They have no problems with expressing their feelings, although I'm getting that they're also private people (this side of them is just for you). I also see them being like "do you need me to listen or do you need advice?" whenever you have problem. They are quite selfless when it comes to you.

Pile 2

Seven of Cups, Judgment, Bear Medicine

"There is no tomorrow without the healing of the past for in stillness you shall find yourself right where you are."

Acts of Service/Quality Time

Understanding is the word I keep getting for your person, pile 2. I get the feeling that your person is quite silent. They remind me of a cat actually, they love spending time in the same room as you while each one does their own thing. They enjoy just reaching out a hand to you and hold hands while doing something else. In general though, I see a lot of silence. This is a comfortable silence, though, there's no awkwardness here. I also think that they're deep thinkers, so when they share their thoughts with you you'll know that it's something important for them. I don't think that saying "I love you" comes easy for them, but you'll know that they really mean it when it comes out.

A bit similar to pile 1, is that when you have a problem your person is ready to step in and help however they can. They're the type to silently act, instead of talking about what they would do. Where I really see the Acts of Service thing though, is them just doing things for you without you having to ask. Like offhandedly mentioning that you need to change your tires, they'll just do it without even saying anything (always respecting your boundaries of course). Or you might mention that you really like a certain brand of chocolate so they always keep that brand at their house so that you can have some. Your person is really thoughtful and they pay a lot of attention to what you say - and what you don't say too.

I get the feeling that they like to be left alone whenever something's wrong, so I feel like they'll do the same for you. Instead of asking what's wrong or try to cheer you up, they'll just sit beside you and keep you company.

Pile 3

Tower, Ace of Pentacles, Cardinal Medicine

"Thy self bleeds of sacredness, an honor fit for the Gods. You are worth all the seas and all the skies and all the desires you hold inside."

Gift-giving/Quality Time

Your person wants to give you the world, pile 3. Their love language is definitively gift-giving, but it's not just about big gifts or luxury (although it could be the case for some of you). For most of you I just see your person being like "look at this cool rock I found today" or "I saw these flowers and they reminded me of you". They just love giving you little trinkets. Especially things that they find unique or special in some way. They think that you deserve something that no one else can possibly have. This can even include commissioning art work or jewelry just for you.

On a more day to day level I also see them just buying your favorite treats. They just want to get home with something special for you, be it your favorite meal or candy. They are very giving in general, and if you say you want something they won't hesitate to buy it for you. Also, I get the vibe that they're incredible gift-givers. Your birthday presents are always incredibly thoughtful.

They might also enjoy creating things for you or singing/playing music for you. They like to have a good time, so having enjoyable experiences is also a love language for them. This could be a dedicated date night where you try new stuff (food, places, activities), going on vacation to new places (just the two of you), or even going to the cinema to watch a new movie. They want to spend time with you while you both do something that you enjoy.

Pile 4

Three of Wands, Emperor, Ringing the Bells

"Ring thy bell to cast them out, ring thy bell and dance about. Swirl the sounds amidst the winds, nowhere to hide, for all will ring."

Physical Touch/Words of Affirmation

Right away I can tell that this is a physical touch kind of person, pile 4. They are very fiery and might get too handsy at times, but it's not just about that for them. They just love to feel your body against theirs. They love to hold hands, wrap their arms around you, and for some of you they love biting (gentle and playful bites on your hands, arms or shoulders). They're not embarrassed by other people and just really love PDA. They like to be touching any part of you all of the time, I feel like it gives them a feeling of safety and comfort. For some of them, they were a bit touch starved for a long time, and now they're making up for it.

I also get the feeling that this person gives the best hugs! It's probably their go-to to comfort you. They'll have no problems telling you that they love and how much you mean to them (although I feel that they crave more to hear you say it, rather than saying it themselves), but their way of showing you how they feel is through touch. They might kiss you to show you that they love you or to communicate their anger or frustration with a problem. This also means that for them sex is also a way of showing you how they feel. They expect you to pay attention to the way they behave during sex to know how they're truly feeling.

When it comes to Words of Affirmation, again I don't think that they struggle to tell you that they love you - in fact I think that they say it rather often - it's more that they struggle with expressing their emotions. Again, they also prefer to receive love this way. They want to hear you say that you want/love them.

#pac reading #tarot #pick a card #pac #pick a pile #fs pick a pile #fs pac

[mangocustard16]

📁....Seventeen's reaction to having an actor/actress s/o₊˚🎬📼🎥✩｡

genre: fluff warnings: pet names, cursing lmk if i missed something w.c: 970 a/n: thank you! anon and I'm sorry i won't be covering another req that asked me to write about ghostface/scream cuz i already saw someone write about it<3 sorry anon!

#Seungcheol 

He is very supportive of your career and is proud of your accomplishments. He's clearing out his schedules to attend premieres, to silently cheer you on, and is not afraid to publicly express his admiration for your talent. Would casually appear during your shootings with your favorite flowers and snacks for everyone. "Babe! Aren't you supposed to be on the other side of the country?" "No, I'm supposed to be wherever you are."

#Jeonghan 

Oh boy! he's taking tips, no jokes. He's got his notepad out and is ready to jot down directions and suggestions. He is ready to polish his acting skills which will come in helpful when bluffing others during the mafia game.  Bonus: he shares the prizes he wins from "Going Seventeen Mafia Games" with you. "Hannie that's the third Dyson air wrap you've won this year!"

#Joshua 

Your supportive lil' boy. He helps you practice your lines and gives valuable advice. Everything flows smoothly until you reach a scene involving a kiss. joshua.exe has stopped functioning. He's momentarily frozen, and you can't help but wonder if he's even breathing. He had anticipated a kiss scene cuz you were the main lead, but it still bothered him a little to see you kiss someone else who is not him. But he's definitely not insecure or anything, just a peculiar sensation. And for the cure, just kiss the living daylights out of him so hard that he forgets the world except for you.

#Junhui 

Well....he's an actor himself, so it's quite obvious that he's exceptionally proud of you. He's shamelessly promoting your movie/drama every chance he gets. Dedicates an entire Weibo live suggesting your movies and dramas to carats while explaining the plot in great detail. "You know The Dreamcatcher's plot twist caught me so hard that I almost fell off my seat"

#Hoshi

He wants to accompany you everywhere – to set, to your trailer as you practice your lines, to premieres and other events. He adores the world you live in and wishes to learn more about it. He tried out acting(a period drama) and continued talking in that manner for days. "What an interesting food this is, 'twixt two buns lies a delicacy that-" "It's just a burger calm down."

#Wonwoo 

He would be so proud of you. He'll be your silent cheerleader. When the two of you are alone, he will lavishly compliment your acting and take you out to a lovely meal to celebrate the premiere. So, while it may not appear to others that he makes a big deal out of it, you'll know how proud he is.

#Woozi

Please DO NOT bring him to events – Woozi almost blends in with the numerous cameramen and women, his own phone in hand as he photographs picture after picture of you as you go into the premiere of your new film — he's a very proud boyfriend, after all. "Look here! babe. Damn you look so good"

#Seokmin

He is gonna hype you up so much omg. He like, Jun, won’t hesitate to promote your movie every chance he gets. His darling is building a name for themselves, and he'll be damned if he doesn't do everything he can to help them. He's always bugging Carats to go see the latest movie. Whenever you watch the movie alone, he will be more sincere and serious in his compliments. "No problem, carats! If you've already seen the film, you should go watch it two more times."

#Mingyu

He'd be captivated by your performance and would shove his face very close to the screen every time you appeared. And, while he may not shamelessly promote you as some of the other members do, he will certainly speak highly of you and your acting abilities to everyone he knows. That's all he talks about when he's out with his '97 liner buddies. Literally. "Y/n had to act like they had not found the killer while sitting right beside them. They are so cool!"

#Minghao 

Minghao is buying the CD regardless of whether he could simply ask you for a copy of the movie you're in or even if he's seen it hundreds of times. He is one of your biggest fans; he owns all of your movies, has seen all of your shows, and knows all of your interviews by heart.  "Are you watching y/n’s movies again? Aren’t you tired?" "Fuck off"

#Seungkwan

He actually got to know you during an event promoting your latest drama. He's your biggest fanboy, watching every drama/movie you've ever starred in, and bombarding you with compliments. Winces slightly whenever he sees you kiss a fellow actor on screen. "So your type is Song Jung" "Come on!! Stop sulking, we filmed that 6 years ago" 

#Vernon

Leaves 15-line reviews on your movies complimenting your acting skills. He is always pulling out your movies during movie night and doesn't understand why wouldn't wanna watch your own movie for the nth time again. "Babe, we have watched Wandering Dreams more than 20 times" "So, do you wanna watch 'Written in Sand'?" *dies* Bonus: All the movies you've starred in receive an obvious 5-star rating.

#Chan

He'd be so freaking excited! It wouldn't be strange to spend endless nights practicing your lines with him. Coffee would be essential for those nights, as the caffeine would keep you up as you practiced. And whenever someone pointed out how much the critics praised you, he'd say, "Yeah, of course, my love did amazing." It's as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

BONUS:: Sends coffee trucks to the set during shooting: Minghao, Seungkwan, Jeonghan, Joshua ♡

#seventeen #mango.writes #kflixnet #k labels #seventeen imagines #k films #seventeen headcanons #seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #scoups #mingyu #jeonghan #seungkwan #wonwoo #svt fluff #svt x reader #scoups x reader #seungcheol x reader #jeonghan x reader #joshua x reader #jun x reader #hoshi x reader #minghao x reader #woozi x reader #the8 x reader #mingyu x reader #dokyeom x reader #seventeen vernon

[ant111fragile]

MY VOID SUCCESS STORY!!

My Void state Journey+Baby steps

I first came to know about the void state when @gorgeouslypink shared her success story and like everyone else I got obsessed with the idea of having everything at once since I didn't put my all in manifesting and couldn't manifest consciously except for ice cream that shit always manifests lmao. So like I said I was obsessed I started trying like any amateur but every time I'd lay on bed and affirm i wouldn't even realise when I would fall asleep and wake up to the same shit but one thing good about me is i would never spiral.. So for more than a couple months I tried the 10k affirmation challenge for void concept/void state affs cuz everyone was suggesting it but guess what i never actually completed it. I would start over and over cuz I didn't had no consistency and never completed it until last week I FINALLY did!!

What I think worked for me

I actually completed the 10k aff challenge and reached 12000 affirmations on 7th jan It didn't have any specific effect on my mind since I feel like I had always believed in my vc but I think what went right was my brain ACTUALLY REALLY was saturated after the consistent affs I fed myself with. And then at night of 8th Jan I tapped into the void.

Entering the void+experience.

So i went to bed at the usual time I'd always attempt the void and this time I sat upright on bed with pillows to support my back well. I put on the void state/epsilon waves subliminal by slade. From YouTube (this shit is good.)

and did my routine as I had scripted : I counted till 300 with deep breaths but you can count less. I did it cuz it takes me too much to relax and kinda concentrate (Till then I had already experienced the being pulled in feeling and it had went away but I was calm I did not even pay attention to it.) My body was numb by then and I started to affirm "I am in the void state " Bringing back my normal pace of breathing. After a while i started to float and get the usual symptoms like spinning and and an inner earthquake lmao but yeah I tried my best to keep focusing on affs which automatically results in ignoring symptoms. again that ascending feeling of being pulled came back. So I kept affirming and I visualised the black hole kinda shit in my head take me to the void and the next thing I know I'm in a completely feelingless place no subliminal sound and I was damn relaxed but that the same time too excited and even though I didn't like instantly got thrown out I still got out without even affirming I kinda forgot? Sounds funny but might happen. That's pretty much it. So I took a day off to relax and sustain that feeling I'm entering today again to manifest my desired life.

Tips + advice

‌do not follow somebody else's methods if your conditions don't align with the routine or something.

‌try the 10k aff challenge for your vc. If you don't enter at 10,000 try 15k then 20k then 30k and don't fck with me you'll reach by then alright.

‌since it's your own state you just have to tap into it sooner or later you will so don't be stressed and attempt. Just tap into it cause you will.

‌everytime you wake up to your same reality affirm you are one step closer. Or you did enter and you're entering again. Don't repeat the old story.

‌subliminals or music they only serve to relax you only you hold the ultimate power.

‌don't look/ask for methods. There are enough methods already and it's only a matter of time when you'll find your own.

‌chile

All the blogs who helped me with my mindset shift are @uniquelymeandmyworld @rosellesworkshop @fleurlx @konniesreality @gorgeouslypink thank you all so much for everything you guys do it's literally selfless and I can't with the people who throw shade on y'all!!

Also thanks to @voidsuccess they really help with the success stories!!

#law of assumption #void state #void success #🌟 void success #i am state #affirm and persist #loa #void #manifestation #Youtube

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is Aespa's Karina girlfriend ft protective J-line

A/N: Heyyy, I'm trying to make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that the anons who gave me these very similar ideas on Tumblr like it!

The requests: Hi I want to request where y/n is dating karina from aespa and the unnies especially ( the j-line) want to see how she handles y/n because she (playful, mischievous and childish) and karina did a great job and she also put y/n to bed and cuddle her.

Hi can you do where y/n is dating karina from aespa and where y/n brings karina to meet the members and they all gave her a warning especially the j-line and also some tips to take of y/n. Thank u 

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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It was a Friday evening, and the atmosphere at the TWICE dorm was vibrant with laughter and excitement. The reason? The 10th and youngest member, Y/N, was finally introducing her girlfriend, Karina from Aespa, to the unnies. The J-line, aka Momo, Sana, and Mina, were particularly thrilled, their mischievous grins already in place as they prepared to put Y/N and Karina through their playful inspection.

The doorbell rang, and Nayeon, mom number 2, skipped to answer it. 

Nayeon - Karina! Welcome to the TWICE dorm! *motherly smile*

Exclaimed the fake maknae, pulling the Aespa member into a warm hug. 

Karina grinned, her eyes glancing around the lively space. 

Karina - Thank you, Nayeon unnie. I'm excited to be here.

As the evening unfolded, Y/N and Karina were showered with warmth and laughter. Jeongyeon, the second eldest and mom number 3, took the lead in guiding them through the dorm, introducing Karina to the various rooms and sharing anecdotes about the group's time together.

Dinner was a boisterous affair. Momo couldn't resist teasing her little sister from across the table, throwing playful glances that made the youngest member blush. Sana, sitting next to Karina, joined in the mischief, making the atmosphere light and carefree.

Mina, on the other hand, observed quietly. Her sharp eyes didn't miss the subtle interactions between the couple. As the night progressed, the J-line's plan started to unfold. Momo, Sana, and Mina exchanged sly looks, plotting their next move.

After dinner, the group settled in the living room for a round of games. Chaeyoung and Tzuyu, the other two members from the maknae-line of TWICE, joined forces with Y/N and Karina, forming a team against the unnies. The room echoed with laughter as the teams competed fiercely.

Amid the chaos, the J-line seized their chance to observe TWICE's angel and Karina's dynamics. 

Momo - Look at them, Sana. Our Y/N is completely smitten. *whispering*

Sana giggled, her eyes twinkling mischievously. 

Sana - This is going to be fun. Let's see how Karina handles our baby's playful side.

As the games continued, Mina discreetly pulled Karina aside for a chat. 

Mina - You're doing great, Karina. But be prepared. Our dongsang can be a handful. The J-line especially knows how to bring out her mischievous side.

Karina nodded, appreciating the advice. 

Karina - I'll keep that in mind, Mina unnie. But I can handle a little mischief. *smiles smugly*

Mina - We'll see about that. *smirking*

The night wore on, and eventually, the group gathered in the cozy living room. Y/N, visibly tired from all the excitement, leaned against Karina, her head resting on the Aespa member's shoulder. Momo couldn't resist teasing.

Momo - Look at our little Y/N. All tired out. *winking*

Y/N - I'm not tired! Just resting my eyes. *pouting*

Sana - Karina, you have your work cut out for you. Our little fireball is a handful, especially when she's pretending not to be tired.

Karina chuckled, wrapping her arm around her girl. 

Karina - Don't worry, I can handle her. She's adorable even when she's pretending to be tough. *kisses Y/N's forehead*

The J-line exchanged knowing glances, silently acknowledging that Karina was handling the situation well. As the night progressed, the members decided it was time for bed. Y/N, already half-asleep, was gently guided by Karina to one of the guest rooms since she was gonna sleep with her girlfriend.

Once TWICE's sunshine was settled in bed, the J-line took Karina aside for a serious talk. Momo, with a playful yet stern expression, spoke first. 

Momo - Karina, you seem great, but we need to make sure you can handle Y/N's playful and mischievous side. She might act tough, but she's a softie deep down.

Sana - And she loves to be spoiled. Don't let her fool you with her independent act.

Karina listened attentively, appreciating the unnies' concern. Mina, with a gentle smile, spoke next.

Mina - Just be yourself, and take care of our little sister. We trust you, but we also want Y/N to be happy... Which means we will end you if you hurt our kid.

Karina nodded, grateful for the advice. 

Karina - Thank you, unnies. I really care about Y/N, don't worry because I'll do my best to make her happy.

The J-line exchanged satisfied glances, convinced that Karina was genuine in her intentions. With a final round of warnings and advice, the members bid each other goodnight, leaving Karina to her thoughts.

Alone in the guest room, Karina smiled as she watched her lover sleeping peacefully. The night might have been filled with mischief and teasing, but she felt a genuine connection with the TWICE members. As she cuddled with Y/N, she knew that she had the support of the unnies and that, despite the playful warnings, the night had been a success.

In the end, the J-line's mischievous plan had served its purpose: ensuring that their maknae was in good hands, surrounded by people who cared about her. And as the members of TWICE drifted off to sleep, the dorm echoed with the warmth of friendship and the promise of more shared moments to come.

And this made them all have the same thought:

I'll love my dear chosen family forever.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

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[qqueenofhades]

Hello! This is kind of a weird ask, I'm sorry to bother you, but seeing as you're a very intelligent studied historian that I deeply respect, I was hoping you could offer some advice? Or like, things i could read? Lately, i feel like my critical thinking skills are emaciated and its scaring the shit out of me. I feel very slow and like I'm constantly missing important info in relation to news/history/social activism stuff. Thats so vague, sorry, but like any tips on how i can do better?

Aha, thank you. There was recently a good critical-thinking infograph on my dash, so obviously I thought I remembered who reblogged it and checked their blog, it wasn't them, thought it was someone else, checked their blog, it also wasn't them, and now I can't find it to link to. Alas. But I will try to sum up its main points and add a few of my own. I'm glad you're taking the initiative to work on this for yourself, and I will add that while it can seem difficult and overwhelming to sort through the mass of information, especially often-false, deliberately misleading, or otherwise bad information, there are a few tips to help you make some headway, and it's a skill that like any other skill, gets easier with practice. So yes.

The first and most general rule of thumb I would advise is the same thing that IT/computer people tell you about scam emails. If something is written in a way that induces urgency, panic, the feeling that you need to do something RIGHT NOW, or other guilt-tripping or anxiety-inducing language, it is -- to say the least -- questionable. This goes double if it's from anonymous unsourced accounts on social media, is topically or thematically related to a major crisis, or anything else. The intent is to create a panic response in you that overrides your critical faculties, your desire to do some basic Googling or double-checking or independent verification of its claims, and makes you think that you have to SHARE IT WITH EVERYONE NOW or you are personally and morally a bad person. Unfortunately, the world is complicated, issues and responses are complicated, and anyone insisting that there is Only One Solution and it's conveniently the one they're peddling should not be trusted. We used to laugh at parents and grandparents for naively forwarding or responding to obviously scam emails, but now young people are doing the exact same thing by blasting people with completely sourceless social media tweets, clips, and other manipulative BS that is intended to appeal to an emotional gut rather than an intellectual response. When you panic or feel negative emotions (anger, fear, grief, etc) you're more likely to act on something or share questionable information without thinking.

Likewise, you do have basic Internet literacy tools at your disposal. You can just throw a few keywords into Google or Wikipedia and see what comes up. Is any major news organization reporting on this? Is it obviously verifiable as a fake (see the disaster pictures of sharks swimming on highways that get shared after every hurricane)? Can you right-click, perform a reverse image search, and see if this is, for example, a picture from an unrelated war ten years ago instead of an up-to-date image of the current conflict? Especially with the ongoing Israel/Palestine imbroglio, we have people sharing propaganda (particularly Hamas propaganda) BY THE BUCKETLOAD and masquerading it as legitimate news organizations (tip: Quds News Network is literally the Hamas channel). This includes other scuzzy dirtbag-left websites like Grayzone and The Intercept, which often have implicit or explicit links to Russian-funded disinformation campaigns and other demoralizing or disrupting fake news that is deliberately designed to turn young left-leaning Westerners against the Democrats and other liberal political parties, which enables the electoral victory of the fascist far-right and feeds Putin's geopolitical and military aims. Likewise, half of our problems would be solved if tankies weren't so eager to gulp down and propagate anything "anti-Western" and thus amplify the Russian disinformation machine in a way even the Russians themselves sometimes struggle to do, but yeah. That relates to both Russia/Ukraine and Israel/Palestine.

Basically: TikTok, Twitter/X, Tumblr itself, and other platforms are absolutely RIFE with misinformation, and this is due partly to ownership (the Chinese government and Elon Fucking Musk have literally no goddamn reason whatsoever to build an unbiased algorithm, and have been repeatedly proven to be boosting bullshit that supports their particular worldviews) and partly due to the way in which the young Western left has paralyzed itself into hypocritical moral absolutes and pseudo-revolutionary ideology (which is only against the West itself and doesn't think that the rest of the world has agency to act or think for itself outside the West's influence, They Are Very Smart and Anti-Colonialist!) A lot of "information" in left-leaning social media spaces is therefore tainted by this perspective and often relies on flat-out, brazen, easily disprovable lies (like the popular Twitter account insisting that Biden could literally just overturn the Supreme Court if he really wanted to). Not all misinformation is that easy to spot, but with a severe lack of political, historical, civic, or social education (since it's become so polarized and school districts generally steer away from it or teach the watered-down version for fear of being attacked by Moms for Liberty or similar), it is quickly and easily passed along by people wanting trite and simplistic solutions for complex problems or who think the extent of social justice is posting the Right Opinions on social media.

As I said above, everything in the world is complicated and has multiple factors, different influences, possible solutions, involved actors, and external and internal causes. For the most part, if you're encountering anything that insists there's only one shiningly righteous answer (which conveniently is the one All Good and Moral People support!) and the other side is utterly and even demonically in the wrong, that is something that immediately needs a closer look and healthy skepticism. How was this situation created? Who has an interest in either maintaining the status quo, discouraging any change, or insisting that there's only one way to engage with/think about this issue? Who is being harmed and who is being helped by this rhetoric, including and especially when you yourself are encouraged to immediately spread it without criticism or cross-checking? Does it rely on obvious lies, ideological misinformation, or something designed to make you feel the aforementioned negative emotions? Is it independently corroborated? Where is it sourced from? When you put the author's name into Google, what comes up?

Also, I think it's important to add that as a result, it's simply not possible to distill complicated information into a few bite-sized and easily digestible social media chunks. If something is difficult to understand, that means you probably need to spend more time reading about it and encountering diverse perspectives, and that is research and work that has to take place primarily not on social media. You can ask for help and resources (such as you're doing right now, which I think is great!), but you can't use it as your chief or only source of information. You can and should obviously be aware of the limitations and biases of traditional media, but often that has turned into the conspiracy-theory "they never report on what's REALLY GOING ON, the only information you can trust is random anonymous social media accounts managed by God knows who." Traditional media, for better or worse, does have certain evidentiary standards, photographing, sourcing, and verifying requirements, and other ways to confirm that what they're writing about actually has some correspondence with reality. Yes, you need to be skeptical, but you can also trust that some of the initial legwork of verification has been done for you, and you can then move to more nuanced review, such as wording, presentation of perspective, who they're interviewing, any journalistic assumptions, any organizational shortcomings, etc.

Once again: there is a shit-ton of stuff out there, it is hard to instinctively know or understand how to engage with it, and it's okay if you don't automatically "get" everything you read. That's where the principle of actually taking the time to be informed comes in, and why you have to firmly divorce yourself from the notion that being socially aware or informed means just instantly posting or sharing on social media about the crisis of the week, especially if you didn't know anything about it beforehand and are just relying on the Leftist Groupthink to tell you how you should be reacting. Because things are complicated and dangerous, they take more effort to unpick than just instantly sharing a meme or random Twitter video or whatever. If you do in fact want to talk about these things constructively, and not just because you feel like you're peer-pressured into doing so and performing the Correct Opinions, then you will in fact need to spend non-social-media time and effort in learning about them.

If you're at a university, there are often subject catalogues, reference librarians, and other built-in tools that are there for you to use and which you SHOULD use (that's your tuition money, after all). That can help you identify trustworthy information sources and research best practices, and as you do that more often, it will help you have more of a feel for things when you encounter them in the wild. It's not easy at first, but once you get the hang of it, it becomes more so, and will make you more confident in your own judgments, beliefs, and values. That way when you encounter something that you KNOW is wrong, you won't be automatically pressured to share it just to fit in, because you will be able to tell yourself what the problems are.

Good luck!

#coffeeandcoyotes #ask #school stuff #critical thinking

[am-i-interrupting]

Hello there! I wanted to pop in and say your headcanons and imagines literally up my day. I’m always excited to read them. Thank you for spending your time on them and sharing them with us all!

If I could throw in an ask, how about Lucifer with a sinner who was a parent? Keeping it gender neutral for everyone else out there. I’m imagining reader died protecting their kids, but murder is murder even when protecting your own. So Hell. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It can be romantic or platonic or both. Your choice. But I haven’t seen any asks like this, and I know I would burn down a village for my little ones.

If you like what I’m doing consider tipping me for priority requests & access to characters I don’t usually write for such as Charlie, Valentino, Carmilla, and more.

You met Charlie first. You wanted to get redeemed, go to heaven, and see your children again. They were why you were in hell in the first place, after all.

It was easy to love Charlie with her innocence and child-like wonder.

You two bonded fast and you listened when she would let down her guard and let slip the more well hidden parts of her complicated relationships with her parents.

You wasted no time taking her under your wing and helping her even though when you let her she was insistent that she’d be the one helping you.

That dedication to Charlie is what at first drew Lucifer’s gaze to you.

You weren’t overt about your close relationship like Alastor. You didn’t try to taunt him with it but he did notice how you lingered close to Charlie at first and how she kept looking to not just her girlfriend but you for reassurance.

Once Charlie and Lucifer started to mend their relationship with one another, you and Lucifer began to spend more time together.

Slowly through the shared love of Charlie and bonded time away from her doing activities for the Hotel, you became close.

Lucifer couldn’t understand why you were in Hell though. You were so kind and generous and unlike most sinners he’d met.

When you explained you’d killed someone to protect your children but died soon after, he understood.

His admiration for you only grew.

You soon realized you could freely talk to Lucifer about your children and your life and that he loved to hear it.

You’d swap stories about child rearing and you learned many things that you knew Charlie would be embarrassed by and adamantly deny happened.

You gave him as much advice as you could and he found it helping his relationship with Charlie.

Charlie was just happy to see that Lucifer made some connections, specifically with you as one of her favorite people.

If you like what I’m doing consider commissioning me for canon/canon stories AND personalized canon/reader stories.

#hazbin lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer morningstar x reader

[bumblequinn]

Hi quinn! I just wanted to tell you that I love your music for Super Lesbian Animal RPG. I think it's really innovative and interesting to listen to. I'm not ashamed to admit that I look up to your accomplishments and the bold artistic decisions that you make.

I'm curious, how do you make a living as a musician? It's clear that you put a lot of heart and soul into your music, and I imagine that making a living as an artist can be challenging at times. I would love to hear more about your journey as a musician and how you navigate the music industry. How are you making a living? (Any tips? Tricks?)

Thank you for sharing your talent with the world. Your music has brought me joy and inspiration, and I look forward to hearing more from you in the future.

hello neighbor! thank you for the kind words. :)

i'm afraid to say that if i'm honest, i haven't actually started making a living from music yet. at present, the biggest part of my income by far comes from bobby and i splitting the sales revenue for SLARPG through steam and itch. so i suppose it would be more accurate to say my living, for now, is as a game dev.

that's not to say i don't make any money off my music! selling the OST, both online and in physical form, hasn't been insignificant, and i'm incredibly grateful to everyone who has supported my work directly in that way. but at least for now, that alone isn't enough to live on.

while i can't speak from my own experience, one word of advice i've heard countless artists and freelancers impart is that making a living through creative work is largely about having a diversity of income sources (commissions, contract work, streaming, revenue shares, patreon, merch, etc etc).

so, my goal this year is to do just that! behind the scenes i've been working toward making the music side of things more sustainable (mostly in the shape of "hire me to make music for your project oh god please"), but it would hardly be honest to say i've gotten that off the ground. i expect it will be quite the challenge, but i'm determined to make the effort!

rest assured, if i figure it out, i'll be sure to share what i learn. until then, you have all my encouragement. 💓

with care, bee 🐦

#slarpg #asks #sourisanomie

[dorothy-rainbird]

Part 3

“You know, y/n is a very special person in my life. They found me, raised me, patiently taught me so many things…”

Kuni stared at the blue sky above him as he relaxed more under the giant tree of Windrise.

“They taught me about ‘good’ and ‘bad’, how to take care of myself and others…” he gently pat Bu napping away on his lap.

“Taught me how to handle emotions, how to deal with grief, manage anger, to open up…”

He continued,

“Everything, everything but one.”

…..

“They never taught me how to deal with this tingling feeling in my chest. It feels so strange…”

……….

“It’s as if I feel small around them. Am I scared of them? If I am then why do I want to be around them so much? Why so I want them to…”

“To..?”

“To h-hold me and….-“

“PFFT HAHAHAHA-“

“W-WHAT??” He managed to yell despite the embarrassment, his face was so red it looked like sunburn. Unfortunately because of that, Bu woke up. Realising they were being noisy, they quieted down a little.

“Sorry Bu, I didn’t mean to scream. Go back to sleep, Kay?” And so he did. Bu snuggled closer to Kuni, letting out a quiet “sqee” before dozing off again.

……….

“So Kuni…”

“Hm?”

“What I think you are experiencing is…”

“???”

“Love”

He was about to scream again but Venti shushed him in time, pointing at the blob on his lap. He nodded as Venti removed his hand and let him speak.

“You mean…love?”

“Yes”

“You sure it’s not some uh…something else? L-like something um..”

“Nope.”

“So…it’s like those novels?”

“wat”

“….”

“I um- *cough* uh…”

“Forget I asked”

“Gladly”

A very awkward silence danced among them as none of them felt brave enough to break it. Still, Kunikuzushi wanted to know more, so with one sharp inhale,

“If I’m in love with Y/n, then what should I do? Considering you’re the love expert of Mondstadt, any advice?”

“Of course of course! But for my advice so fine, won’t you invite me to dine?” Venti elbowed his arm with a smirk.

“Haha sure, Y/n will be delighted by your visit.” Kunikuzushi replied with a smile.

____________________________

“Thanks for visiting us Venti, but are you sure you don’t wanna stay over? It’s a little chilly tonight.” You stood by the door as Venti was about to leave. Yes Venti joined for supper but decided to leave earlier than usual.

“Ehe sweet Y/n, Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine! Take care everyone and thanks for the delicious meal!” Venti waved you, Kunikuzushi and your slime child goodbye as he began to turn around and leave. You couldn’t help but feel as if he winked at Kuni…did those two have something going on? Nah.

“Bye Venti, goodnight!”

_____________________________

“Tip 1: Compliment them”

You stood by the sink, doing the dishes. Kunikuzushi saw this as a perfect opportunity. He shared a look look at Bu, who gave him a nod of confirmation. Then, with a deep breath made his way towards you. Leaning on the counter beside you, he went,

“Hey has anyone ever told you that y-your eyes are p-pretty?” bruh he stuttered. Without taking your eyes off the sink, you went,

“Aw thanks”

????

Expectation: *flushed y/n*

Reality: often disappointing

_____________________________

“Tip 2: Leave them small gifts”

“Okay Bu, the first plan didn’t go as expected. Time to step things up a little.” Kunikuzushi said as he picked the most perfect Cecelia of his garden. Bu wasn’t paying attention though, he was busy playing with another plant in the backyard. Kunikuzushi approached him with the flower and crouched down to his level.

“Bu, my son, my child.”

“Squeak?”

“Can I trust you to deliver this flower?”

“Squeak!”

“I knew I could count on you :)” Kunikuzushi pat him with a bright smile. He then balanced the flower on his head, hoping it won’t fall off.

“Okay Bu, I want you to deliver this flower to Y/n. Please don’t drop it…”

“Squeak!”

And with that Bu entered the house.

Expectation: “Did Kuni give me this flower?” *flushed y/n*

Reality: Kunikuzushi entered the house after a while, expecting to see a lovestruck y/n. His dreams were brutally shattered as he saw you hugging Bu and giggling while kissing the top of his “head”.

“Aww Bu did you get this for me? You’re so sweet!”

@angryhope @hana-chie @twst-123 @depressed-bitchy-demon @milza12 @inlovewithwaffles @shizunxie @koi-chairowo @someone-with-wild-imagination @melodibells @franini @xiaosimper @kithewanderingme @tinykokomi @rinaxst @shizunxie @thetwinkims @mouchie @einnunnie @myahandhurts @arima26 @we-wo-we-wo @themistcherry @miss-tea-cza @etherisy @bigcandlesmolbrain @n8mareee @peachytears11 @esthelily @imyme20 @teal-clouds-sword @general-kuri @apyrose @campanula-rotundifolia @shoujishu @thebeanofdoom @mentallyunpresent @scaramouches-girlfriend @alicehasdrowned @genderfluid-insomniac @claymitch @night-shadowblood-writes2 @justakiro @valeriele3 @peter-the-pan @erosdevil @blockswon @missb00bs @a-single-pizza @that-boi-sus @gullantys @ekrii @astr4ray @angelkazusstuff @multifandomvoyage @hikaru-exe @forgotten-blues @perpetually-simping @coquettemaiden @kisuneasahi @kunisbeloved @nebulaera

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin x y/n #genshin crack #genshin x you #kunikuzushi #genshin kunikuzushi #genshin slimes #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche x y/n #genshin scara #scaramouche x you #scaramouche fanfic #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #genshin isekai #isekai #scaramouche comfort #kunikuzushi x reader #kunikuzushi fluff #bu the slime

[shellxrls]

okay someone asked but I can’t find the post, here’s my tips on shifting.

first of all, it’s all about belief, as long as you fully believe that you can do it then you can (this gets much easier when you’ve done it for the first time cause well, you know you can do it)

you don’t need a script or anything like that!! some people prefer it but it’s not a necessary thing! though for beginners I would recommend it because it just helps get ur thoughts in place!

always be safe when shifting!! make sure to have safe words in place!! but also know that it is not possible to get stuck in ur dr! safe words just make it easier.

use subliminals! but be careful with these, make sure to use ones you trust. some of them can have horrible messages or manifestations in them.

okay so I tend to use a method, you totally don’t have to tho. I just find it makes it easier for me.

I’ll share the method that I use because I’m not sure if I invented it or if it’s just uncommon. I thought of it anyway.

the tv show method

- get comfortable and calm. I recommend guided meditation to ground yourself!!

- put on your favourite tv show, and really concentrate on it for a while, make sure you’re fully invested in the plot and that it’s what’s taking up most of your mind.

if any other thoughts go through your head that’s fine!! just let them pass.

- when you feel ready, imagine that you’re watching the show in your dr

- visualise your dr, the things around you, the sounds. try to feel the feelings that you might be feeling. notice things.

- say affirmations if you would like to. or count to one hundred. Or just keep visualising.

- when you feel ready to shift, close your eyes

- concentrate on the sound of the tv show and say affirmations

- visualise and affirm until you feel that you’ve shifted

- open your eyes when you are certain you’re in your dr!!

good luck <3

- rafe shifter

ANON BABE THANK YOU SO MUCH. if i’m gonna be honest, all this talk of shifting is making me want to try again sooo badly. i’m so grateful that you guys are giving advice and stories as well bcuz it truly motivates me sm !! i might start creating a visual diary/moodboard for now and then when i get back from my spring break trip rlly try with the intent to shift. the tv method also sounds great so i might try that when i do intend to shift.

although i haven’t shifted yet, i’d love to give my take as well bcuz quite a few ppl have asked for advice, and i think it wld be nice just to have the perspective of someone who has been rlly into shifting, but hasn’t quite yet achieved it !!

try to do basic research initially just to get a proper framework of shifting and have enough knowledge to keep up with the main linguistic terms (e.g script, cr, dr, etc). i’m not sure what the best current resources available for that is, but i know amino used to be great for finding shifting communities, and i bet tumblr also has good resources. although don’t overload yourself, it’s good to get diff perspectives but remember shifting is largely a personal experience and so ultimately whatever you choose to do has to feel write for you. for example, as rafe shifter said not everyone has to have a script, although some do find it rlly helpful as a resource.

for new shifters, don’t be discouraged if it doesn’t happen immediately. i know a lot of ppl shift to get out of a bad situation/mental state, but i personally think a large part of the energy it takes to shift is mental, and so to achieve that you should try to take care of yourself and nurture your mental health as much as possible— the more you focus on caring for yourself and your mind, the stronger it’ll get and the easier it’ll be for you to shift <3.

now for my own experience, i personally used to use the pillow method and the raven method the most, although looking back i feel like they were limiting bcuz due to the sleepy sort of state i used to be in it wld make it difficult for me to truly visualise my dr. however, one method i’d highly recommend is the estelle method (i’ll explain it in a sec), it sounds kind of strange but honestly it was the closest i’d ever been to shifting and i truly never recovered r from that fraction of a second where i literally felt myself in my dr. i can still picture it to this day and its own of my biggest shifting motivators <3.

ok anyways, here is the estelle method explained:

Step 1: Get in position. You can lay stand/sit/lay you want as long as you're comfortable.

Step 2: Play a song. Preferably something you associate with your dr or something that lets you feel connected to it. While this song is playing you’re going to imagine slow dancing with someone from your desired reality. It can be anyone: your s/o (i recommend this one lol) best friend, enemy— anyone.

Step 3: Imagine. I recommend closing your eyes for this to truly be immersed. You don’t have to actually dance, but play out the whole scenario in your mind and rlly let your imagination loose, try to imagine the landscape and the scents, anything you can. When the song ends, imagine the person from your desired reality letting go of you and saying "Y/N, it's time to go home." After they say that, they should lead you through a ‘door’.

Step 4: Affirm. Once you are inside the door, you are going to do "I am" affirmations (I am shifting to my desk reality, I am in my desired reality, etc.) anything that’ll help cement your belief really.

Step 5: Finished. When your vision goes black, you can open your eyes. You should be in your desired reality.

i think it’s a very beginner friendly method, it’s great for visualising esp if you have a song that you strongly associate with your dr and you can even have fun with it bcuz i find it’s not as exhaustive as other methods !!

remember to be safe and take care of yourself darlings !! feel free to pop into my inbox with questions for me (or rafe shifter anon if she doesn’t mind) about shifting as well, i’d love if we could have a whole shellxrls shifting community lol.

#sorry this is so long omg i knew i’d start yapping if i got the chance 😭😭 #asks.ᐟ ⋆｡˚𖦹 #;rafe shifter #;chatting #shifting #reality shifting

[icey--stars]

Okay... serious question. Help!

I want tips/what not to do when writing multilingual characters!!

Because honestly, I have barely a high school's knowledge of Spanish and do not speak the language very often 😭

However I also know that there are quite a lot of multilingual people around here... so... help? (especially if your first language isn't English! I really want to hear your advice most of all! Give me weird stories regarding being bilingual! Give me stupid things you've seen around! All of it!)

From the research I've been doing thus far, people don't "slip" into their other language, but they do sometimes slip in a word or two (ex. swearing? or forgetting a word in that language?) Obviously someone won't go "Let's go to the biblioteca" or something like that, but maybe something like "Mierda, where are my keys!?" Please tell me if this is completely stupid. I want to know the brutal truth.

What about when talking to another multilingual person who speaks the language? Do they switch randomly? Or probably not? (ex. char1 is speaking L1 and then char2 suddenly switches to L2 because its their stronger language but they knew how to say it in L1... is that weird?)

I know obviously there is purposeful shit talking, but are there any other instances someone may just randomly start talking in a language the other characters may not understand? (ex. talking to one's self?)

I'd love some clarification and ANY AND ALL tips/tricks and what-not-to-do's on writing multilingual characters! Give me anything and everything you can think of!

(you can reblog or comment or message me if you want, idc, I just don't want someone who is bilingual opening my story or something and being like "this dumbass" and closing it immediately lol)

EDIT: Thank you EVERYONE who replied/reblogged! The 1st question has been answered thoroughly. I really like hearing about experiences regarding the 2nd question though, so feel free to share! Anyway, all the help with this thus far has been BEAUTIFUL! And anyone who is looking for help regarding writing characters like these, I highly recommend checking out the comments/reblogs!

#writing #writing struggles #bilingual #multilingual #writing tips #writing advice

[samssims]

Hi Sam! I was wondering if I could ask for some advice on how to make simblr fun again? I love storytelling (it's how I have fun with the game) but lately with writing posts and even in game, I just find myself stressing over if it's good/interesting enough or if I took good screenshots, if my writing is good, etc. I love this game and sharing my stories with this community, so it sucks to feel like this. Thank you sm ♥

Oh Nonny, how I feel this pain. I wish I had a sure fire answer to this but sadly there isn't just one thing that will work.

I will put some advice below for some things that have worked for me in my experience if you're interested in trying them out to try to find that spark again!

Now I have been on tumblr sharing my sims since 2013 so I have seen the community change a lot. Things change, people come and go, it's just the natural way of things. So a lot of the time your community can change around you and so a few years ago sims storytelling was really popular and it was the thing everyone was doing. And I mean everyone.

But now things have sort of fallen off or shifted and there is no shame in that for those who moved onto other things and hobbies. Sims storytelling, at it's core, is a hobby. No one is making money off of it (unless you write it all down and get it published in which case, hell yeah go you!)

That being said, finding your spark again is going to be finding what YOU like about storytelling in the sims.

So here are some tips you can try out in the game to keep it fresh and exciting:

Play the Game

The game has changed a lot and added a lot. It came out in 2014. It's about to be 10 years old. With expansions still being added. Honestly having a family where you can just play through what the game offers you can offer inspiration on how to use in game things for story related things later on.

I have found having a lowkey gameplay (for yourself or even for your blog if you are posting) is an easy way to stay active in the community while keeping things low stakes and casual for yourself while you work on finding your spark again.

Change Up your Post Style

Idk about you Nonny, but nothing gets me less motivated than having to edit photos. If I could just point, shoot, and post, I would have content coming out my ears. Which is what I started doing with my Princess Legacy. All I do is crop it. I add some things here and there but really it's all pretty much easy.

Now I have done it all.

Prose on photos.

Prose under photos:

Icons Only:

Gameplay Only:

And finally just cropped:

Now what is the best? That is personal preference especially for the project you are doing. However I have definitely discovered the crop method to be SUPER helpful.

It makes me not have to worry about the whole photo. Sometimes I have this SUPER awesome detail in the back of a photo but when I crop them I lose all that. Which is not good for storytelling lets be honest but does force me to focus on what is actually important in the shot.

Example: Here is the full cottage photo from above You can see that I cropped out a lot of the cottage in favor of being able to see the deer and swans as i thought that was more a cozy fairytale vibe than just the cottage itself. I lost a lot of this detail yet the point still came across.

TBH the paired crop photos also makes me cut out a lot of access photos if they don't have a pair. It's sort of made me realize how much I don't need to take screenshots of. Though I am definitely an overtaker of photos so I always have plenty to choose from. Sometimes I even queue them then look back and realize they aren't needed and delete. It's humbled me a bit.

I could break down every one of these posting styles but that's a whole other thing you didn't ask about.

TLDR of this section is to experiment with how you post. You can have a lot of fun with that.

If Something is Boring, Skip it.

Do you hate the infant stage? Age them past it. Do you hate the winter months in game? Set seasons to never have winter. Do you hate in game holidays ruining your plans? Delete them all from your calendar. Is it a crucial part to your story? Not anymore. Write around it. Or find some creative angles and dialogue to write over it.

Make the game fit you!

Follow the Inspo

Have inspiration to make a new sim in CAS? Do it! Want to make a whole new save? Have an idea for one scene that could start a whole story but you have nothing else for it? DO IT!!!

The game is supposed to be fun. If you have inspiration for a project, live in it. Have fun with it.

But Sam, what if only lasts 2 weeks and I never touch it again?

Me too, babes. Happens to me all the time. Own it. Keep it around in case you want to mess with it later. Have 10 million saves. It's your life and if it brings you a moment of joy to work on it, then it totally is worth it.

If you want to be like me: Be chaotic and post it too. Then private the posts later when you decide to never touch it again. Never delete tho. I always tend to regret deleted things.

Find Your Community

You should ultimately write and create for yourself, but find others who are doing it too! Lift them up as well! Use one day a week on your blog to give reblogs or shoutouts to your fellow creators and writers! It's all about lifting each other up and making friends who all have the same hobby as us.

Try New Challenges

A lot of my sims storytelling started from inspiration around legacy challenges. I loved to take challenge rules and figure out how to make a story around them. But remember: Rules are made to be broken. Especially in favor of a good story.

If you are working on a current challenge/story, find another to merge with it or to give yourself a heck of a fun plot twist. There are no rules!

Have Fun!

This is sort of the whole crux of it, right? And if you're not having fun then...

Take a Break

You are not beholden to your queue! Let it die out! Disappear for 6 months. Return when you want. Go play Animal Crossing or BG3 or whatever it is at the moment. Sims is a hobby. But it does not have to be your ONLY hobby. Let your brain rest.

In my case, whenever I leave the sims I am always filled with ideas and ready to come back in like 3 days.

This could also mean take a break from your save too. Maybe spend some time in CAS. Or in build mode. Or cleaning out your mods. You can still do sims things while letting your story brain rest.

TLDR:

There is no right answer for this, Nonny. I promise your photos are all gorgeous and your story is wonderful! But creativity like anything ebbs and flows so give yourself that grace to let yourself rest and just enjoy the game again, or enjoy time away from it! You deserve it you superstar creator!

#Sam Speaks #nonsims #looooong post #so sorry I got carried away #had to wait to get to my laptop to answer this one #which is why it took me a minute #hope you find your spark nonny!

[hoseokspudding]

  ˖ ৎ୭ ॱ ₊ . * Starburst

𓂂 ࿐ ۫ ִ ⸼ Synopsis: You, as the girlfriend of Korea's top actor, began to suspect him of cheating when you discovered a text from a mysterious woman and that he's coming home late and not paying attention to you.

Characters: Zen from Mystic Messenger

Parrings: Zen x Jealous blackfem reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort Nsfw

Word count: 2k

Warnings: Afab reader, unprotected sex, cussing, angst, nipple play, cream pie, pet names, make up sex, soft, tummy bulge, gentle, jealousy, suspecting of cheating, mentions of slight racism

｡ﾟ♡ ˖ ࣪ ୧ ｡: Author's notes:

WOAH DEE ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING?! IS HELL FREEZING OVER?!

Eek! Hello everyone this is my first fic here on Tumblr and my first NSFW fic I ever wrote ʕ⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴥ⁠ꈍ⁠ʔ. I hope that I did a great job and met everyone's expectations. I really want to thank @dejwrites for inspiring me to come back to writing and giving me tips as well. I want to thank @hachikosworld for giving me advice as well.

It been a long time coming but I just want to thank all my moots and new friends for being so patient with me. This community is so friendly and I'm excited to continue writing and creating new friends along the way. Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed it. I really tried my best and I hope it shows (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Also feel free to message me and inbox me. I really want to make friends and share headcanons and all my silly ideas with everyone in the community.

NO MINORS ALLOWED

"You know what? I'm done!"

You stormed out of your and your boyfriend's apartment after arguing with him about how he is always late from work and barely spends time with you. Not to mention that you discovered a suspicious text from a woman on his phone while sitting on the couch earlier that day, leading you to suspect him of cheating.

It wasn't always like this at first. When you two first met it was the summer of your first semester, studying abroad in Korea where you met the now infamous Zen. You bumped into him while grabbing some coffee from the local convenience store and while holding the cup in your hand, you accidentally bumped your coffee against the male spilling it all over the long haired male. Things began to blossom for the both of you and as a compromise he asked you for your phone number, and then eventually a date.

Hyun was a very unknown actor when you two first started dating, and you stood by him, supporting him anytime he had any qualms about making it into the business or, more specifically, about getting any roles. Fortunately, things would turn around when he finally earned a leading role in a drama. You were really delighted and encouraging of him. However, because of his breakthrough performance, he became overloaded with work and kept busy, which meant that you and him were able to spend less and less time together.

It was difficult to see Hyun surrounded by beautiful women all day, every day. You went insane at the thought of them touching or even talking to him; you craved his touch to be yours alone. People knew Hyun as Zen, his stage name, and as prince charming, but the public would never know about the Zen you knew; the one who would die for you, the same one who would have you pinned up against the door, kissing you all over.

Zen's heart broke into a million pieces; he couldn't believe the girl he adored would suspect him of cheating on her. He was aware that the acting life could be demanding, with him required to make television appearances, award shows, and weekly appearances on an idol show. "(Y/n) dear," he said, looking down at you with his crimson red eyes, "I know I've been extremely busy with life, but I genuinely care about you dear. I know the press can be very intrusive, and it's difficult to keep us a secret–" you snapped again, "that's the thing, Hyun!" You addressed him by his given name rather than his stage name. "I'm sick of it."

"I'm sick of hiding, and it doesn't even feel like we're dating. We can't go out without you wearing some shitty outfit to disguise yourself or coming home late and immediately going to bed because you've been so busy. I'd like to know how my boyfriend is doing whenever he comes home." You were visibly upset with Zen to the point where tears started streaming down your cheeks. You were tired of his empty promises that he would make it up to you whenever he was too busy with work. Even though Zen would lavish you with designer purses, flowers, and even fund your shopping sprees, you still wanted your boyfriend to be there, right?

Your heart ached for him, especially at night when you wanted to cuddle and be held by him all night.

You were tired of not seeing him in the morning while he'd disappear all day without texting you for days. You yearned for the time before he became famous and it was just the two of you; yes, you were poorer back then, but you made it work.

Zen felt terrible for the way he had been treating his partner and for letting you go through this. He believed that by hiding your relationship from the public, he was shielding you from any negative attention he would face for dating in the godforsaken industry. Out of all the professions he could've went into he had to be an actor? He was also aware that he would face prejudice for dating a black woman, and he didn't want you to encounter any racism from his supporters, neighbors, or online users.

Zen was doing his best to decipher the situation as you were outside your shared home and he didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to himself, but he was concerned about you and your feelings.

He began to speak with his smooth, buttery voice. "You may not want to hear this, but I apologize. I didn't think about your feelings at all. You must have been lonely all day while I was at work. I know it's a lame excuse, but I'm genuinely tired when I get home from the set," he began.

You stood there in silence, listening to his explanation for why he was always canceling your plans and spending less time with you. You faced him with your hands on your hips. You also hoped he explained about that girl.

"This new project has been mentally and physically draining, but that doesn't give me the right to abandon you like that. You know how much I adore and care for you, and I would hate for this to tear us apart." He looked at you sympathetically and slowly approached you, grabbing your hands. He stared at your eyes, making sure you knew how sincere he was.

"The girl in my phone is actually a screenwriter trying to pitch a show to Netflix and asked if I wanted to be a part of the plot. I met her on the show I'm known for." You blushed in embarrassment, feeling childish for jumping to conclusions and not trusting your boyfriend.

You puffed up your cheeks, refusing to admit you were mistaken. Zen simply smiled reassuringly. "I don't blame you, princess; I'm surrounded by women all day, and it must be exhausting to think about it. I would have been jealous if you were constantly surrounded by men. I don't give a rat's ass about them because you're the only girl I have my heart set on. To me, you're the most beautiful girl in the entire fucking world. Princess, I love seeing you smile."

"It's simply that I want the rest of the world to know that I exist and that you are mine. I despise seeing you on television with these bitches when it should be me and you "You began to cry out of frustration, but you felt relieved knowing that he listened to you and understood how hurt you were.

Zen slowly embraced you in a hug, allowing you to cry out for him. In all honesty, he didn't know what to say. He wanted the world to know you existed as well and that you guys will be able to spend time with him in public free to do whatever you wanted, but he was well aware of the risks involved. However, he needs to think of something quick before he loses you.

"Please smile for me princess, I really enjoy seeing you smile," he said as he wiped your tears from your now puffy cheeks with his thumbs. "I'll figure it out, okay?"

"Please allow me to make it up to you." He took your hand in his and began walking back inside the house. You were well aware of what that meant for the two of you. You couldn't help but be moved by what Hyun said; he wasn't the type to make empty promises, so when he said he'd figure it out, he meant it. Not to mention how much you missed him and craved his attention and love.

He picked you up and carried you to your guy's bedroom, where the two of you would occasionally make love when Zen wasn't too busy. You held him tightly and let out another smile. He carefully placed you on the bed, taking care not to injure you. He then sat next to you, admiring your beauty.

"Everything will be fine," Zen assures you as he kisses your neck and holds your soft, moisturized, delicate hands. He worked his way around your neck, sucking and pulling at the napes of your brown skin.

He began to roam your body with his free hand, groping your breasts through the shirt you were wearing, feeling your bra holding your breast for dear life. He was so passionate with the way he touched you that you moaned softly. You'd think that with his stature, he'd be harsh, but instead he touches you with loving and passionate hands. He yanked on your shirt and started removing it, then slowly removed your bra, exposing your breast, which perked nicely for him. He started sucking on your tits.

He began by swirling his tongue against the buds of your nipples, then sucking and gently messaging the other breast with his free hand. You moaned again, his veiny and massive hands feeling amazing as he continued to fondle your breast.

After leaving hickeys on your massive tits, he made his way to your neck. He made his way to your lips, leaving a trail of love marks on your neck. As he hungrily kissed you, he couldn't deny how much he missed those plumped lips of yours and how those plumped lips of yours would be stained with gloss that would later end up at the base of his cock.

Zen couldn't help but become greedy; it was as if Zen hadn't drunk water in years and had finally gotten a chance to. He took a step back to examine you, which you were already a mess due to the constant attack on your neck. Your core couldn't help but become saturated with your juices, which oozed like honey from your cunt.

"Awe, I've been far away from my bunny for too long that she hasn't been taking care of," he smirked, before slowly removing his clothes as well. It was impossible not to notice the tint rising from his pants. Zen gently slapped your hand as you reached out to him "No, it's my turn to please you. You waited far too long" He then removed his boxers, revealing his cock, which was surrounded by a bush of white hair. He then untied his ponytail and let his long white hair fall down.

Zen slowly removed your short skirt, and seeing the dampness forming on your panties turned him on even more. He started rubbing the fabric of your panties, causing you to throw your head back and moan. He smiled and kept pressing his digits against you, enjoying how your panties got wetter and wetter with each press. He then pushed your lacy white panties to the side and slid a finger inside you, preparing you for his member. "How long has it been since I've last played in your pussy, eh? It's so lovely and juicy, and it's only for me."

You couldn't help but curl your toes and moan as he reached places you'd never be able to reach with your hands. Zen craved more of your moans because they were so addicting. "Please H-Hyun...I want more," you begged him. "Whatever my princess wants, she gets." Oh, how you missed Hyun, not Zen, the guy you fell in love with, the guy who was so in love with you that he was pussy whipped by everything you did.

He grew tired of using his fingers after a while. Zen got on his knees, gripped your thighs, and began licking your wet region, making slurping sounds as he hungrily sucked your clit as he craved to taste your juices and hear your voice desperately call out to him. You whimpered and whined for him as his tongue maneuvered every inch of you, exploring every crease. You couldn't stop yourself from grabbing his long silky white hair and calling out for him. "Z-zenny soo good," your voice would trail off as you moaned his name. You threw your head back and moaned once more.

Fuck. He was in desperate need of you. He craved you more than his cigarettes, and he desperately wanted to be inside of you, reclaiming you, reminding you that he still loves and cares for you. He wanted you to scream his name into the sky and let everyone know that you belong to him, even if he's busy with work.

He stepped away from you and licked his lips; he began catching his breath, allowing you to do the same. After a few seconds, he began to position himself near you, bending down to kiss your neck as he slowly began to slide himself into you. You began to grunt, remembering how good his cock felt inside of you. You yelped and bucked your hips slightly, feeling the pleasure return to you.

He gave you a moment to adjust yourself, knowing you hadn't done anything in a long time. "I'm ready now," you said, giving him permission to begin. Hyun then began to pump inside of you, drilling the inside of you with each pump. He drew you in closer and continued to plow your insides, his hips digging into yours. You immediately grabbed his arms and cried out to him, desperate. God, you missed it, the way he would passionately fuck your brains out.

Your brows knitted up as he began to burry his cock inside of you. With each stroke he made, the sheets of the mattress began to bundle up as you held on for dear life. Giving you deep and slow strokes at first so you could feel how much he loves you. Hyun quickly abandoned that, however, as he became desperate for you.

Hearing you moan and groan his name was so addicting. Your body wasn't helping him either, as your pussy started making gushy sounds due to how wet it was. He was feeling so good that he couldn't help but make elegant sounds himself. As he continued to probe your insides, his face turned bright red.

He knelt down and kissed your lips, sucking the bottom of your lips and letting out a couple of moans that sent vibrations against you.

You started touching his nice chiseled body all over, running your soft hands all around his chest, feeling each peck. You had always admired his gym physique. He was always going to the gym in his spare time and when he wasn't spending time with you. You smiled through the entire kiss, enjoying how he still kisses you so beautifully as he drilled into your wet sticky core.

He pushed your legs against your head without warning. You looked at him, completely dazed by the fact that he was now fucking you deeper than before, reaching into places and repeatedly hitting your g-spot. You yelped as a rush of pleasure washed over you. You dug your manicured nails into his skin, "Hyun! P-please," you said as his pumps increased in speed.

His cock was so deep inside you that you could see it poking around in your stomach. His manhood was constantly striking your cervix, intensifying your pleas for him.

Zen grinned as he looked down at you, seeing how messed up you were beneath him. "Did my baby miss getting fucked like this?" he asked. You blushed and shook your head yes.

More and more pleasant sounds escaped your pretty lips as Zen continued to pump his girth into you. As you approached your climax, your stomach began to twist and turn into knots. "F-fuck" was all you could say at this point. "I'm going to c-cum," you moaned. Zen's voice twitched as he neared his climax. He grunted and moaned a few times. "I-I'm close behind you," his breath became shaky as he desperately wanted to fill your void with his cum.

You let out a yell as you came, and Zen, after a few pumps, had also reached his climax as well. He drew away from you and began catching his breath; he was drenched in sweat that trickled down his body. You were soaked in sweat, and your make-up was practically ruined by dried tears on your cheeks and smeared mascara.

"Want another round, eh?" He stated this while looking down at you. Zen pushed his hair back away from his face, allowing you to really take in his beauty. You couldn't help but fall in love with him all over again. You laughed softly and drew yourself onto him, anticipating what the night would bring the two of you.

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[yancherrysoda]

Whispers of the Stars

One piece of advice I’ve read is to write down the thing you’ve been thinking about, even if it’s not in chronological order. Don’t put those ideas aside and wait just because it’s not for the next chapter.

I daydream a lot, and this has been marinating inside my head for so long so I said, "Let’s sit down and write it."

The next fics will for sure be the 1-month and 6-month later oneshots, even though I already have some ideas scribbled on my notes for the smut lol (This oneshot is extra; I made a master list with all the chapters; link)

Warnings: attempted sa(?)

Wordcount: 3.613

“Would you like anything else?” You asked the woman sitting at the table in front of you.

She looked up from the menu. “Actually, I have a rather unusual request,” she replied, and you leaned in, holding the tray closer to your chest. “If it’s not too much trouble, I would like a bowl of ice cream topped with pickles and hot sauce.”

You stared at her; your eyebrows knitted together in confusion as if she had spoken a language from some distant world. Ice cream topped with pickles and hot sauce? Who in their right mind would order that?

The woman placed a hand on your shoulder. “Sorry. You seem very serious, and I wanted to lighten the mood.” She smiled at you. “What’s the reason you’re working so hard, dear?”

You stood up straight and returned her smile. “Oh, it’s nothing important; just trying to make ends meet.” You replied. “I also need the money to buy a generous amount of apples for my pet rabbit. He has quite the appetite.”

She chuckled. “A pet rabbit? That’s adorable! What’s his name?”

You bit the corners of your cheeks, trying to suppress a laugh. “Venti.”

“In that case, could I request Moonpie, pancakes, and berry juice?”

“Certainly, Moonpie, pancakes, and a glass of berry juice coming right up!” You scribbled down her order and made your way into the kitchen. While you waited for the meal, you rushed over to the bar and began to prepare the drink.

“Pet rabbit?” You heard Diluc ask behind you and turned to see him cleaning a glass with a rag.

“I mean,” you giggled, carefully pouring the vibrant berry juice into a tall glass and watching the rich colors swirl together. “Did you want me to tell her I have a human friend whose diet consists of apples and wine?”

Diluc snorted, setting the clean glass down. “No, I think the pet rabbit story is much more entertaining.”

You curled your lips in amusement at his reply, grateful for the lightheartedness he brought to your day. Working at Angel’s Share has been tough lately, but moments like this have helped you through it.

The bell rang with a clear chime that echoed through the kitchen, signaling that the order was ready. You quickly moved to the counter, grabbed the Moonpie along with the plate full of pancakes, and hurried back to the woman’s table. She looked delighted as you placed the dishes in front of her.

“Oh my, this looks delicious!” She exclaimed. “Thank you, dear.”

“I’ll be right back with your drink.” You let her know before scurrying back to the bar. As you approached it, you felt Diluc tap your shoulder.

“This is for you,” he said, handing you a piece of paper. “It’s from your pet rabbit.”

You unfolded the paper and read the message, neatly written in elegant handwriting. It simply said: ‘Meet me at Windrise.’

“When did he give it to you?”

“This morning,” he uttered simply.

You grabbed the drink and made your way back to the woman’s table, setting it down next to her meal. “Here is your berry juice. Sorry for the delay.”

“No need to apologize! I’ll make sure to leave a generous tip for your excellent service.”

You thanked her and went to the other tables, making sure everyone was enjoying their meals.

As your shift was coming to a close and the tavern had cleared out, you strolled around tidying up the tables, thinking about Venti's letter. What was he up to this time?

As your thoughts wandered, a throat-clearing noise came from behind, and you spun around to see a man in his fifties seated at the corner table.

“How can I assist you today?” You asked warily, not recognizing him as a regular patron.

He looked up at you with a stern expression. He was rather big, and his face had a craggy, weathered look. His hair, thick and black as coal, was striped with gray and white here and there and was combed back from his forehead in an old-fashioned style that made him seem a bit formal. His eyes were the perfect shade of steel gray, almost like water reflecting the sun. “I’ve been waiting for my order for quite some time now. Is there a problem in the kitchen?”

“My apologies.” You bowed a couple of times. “What was the order? I’ll get it for you right—”

The man interjected, gesturing dismissively with his hand. “Is this how customers are treated here?” he spat and stood up from his chair. He then walked over to you and grabbed your wrist, almost painfully. He leaned in closer, which made you take a couple steps back and meet the table’s edge.

“Sir, I apologize for the inconvenience you have experienced. If you allowed me to go check on the order to resolve this issue—” you were interrupted again.

“That won’t do,” he declared, trapping you between him and the table.

You swiftly stepped aside, releasing yourself from his grip, but he grabbed you by the legs and pushed you onto the table. It screeched loudly as it scraped against the floor as your back made contact with the surface. You desperately attempted to free yourself from him again, yet he kept an ironclad grip on you by the feet.

As you were about to call for help, you heard a loud crash and saw pieces of glass fly around the establishment. Diluc had come rushing over, swinging a bottle of wine at the man’s head, effectively knocking him out cold. He then quickly helped you off the table and inspected you up and down. “Did he hurt you?”

You vigorously shook your head. “No, I’m okay.”

Diluc breathed a sigh of relief before he turned his attention to the unconscious man on the floor.

You walked around the scene, trying to avoid stepping over the shattered pieces of glass or slipping on the spilled liquid, as he quickly maneuvered the situation, calling for staff to clean up the mess, and then escorted you out of the building through the back door.

He settled you into one of the outdoor chairs, his eyes filled with worry as he fixed his gaze on you. “I’m sorry you had to go through that. Who would have thought one of our customers would be stupid enough to assault someone when there are still people inside the building.”

Your body trembled as the aftermath of what had happened sank in, but soon you managed to compose yourself and offer him a small smile. “Thank you.”

“No need to thank me.” He patted your head. “Venti would have killed me if something happened to you.”

You thanked him once more before you stood up and returned to the tavern with him.

“You should leave earlier today; I’m sure Venti will be happy to spend more time with you.”

“But the glass—”

“I’ll deal with that.” He curved his lips into a brief smile and gave you a slight nod before he turned away.

You stayed in the tavern for a few more minutes to collect your thoughts before you finally went to change out of your uniform, gathered your belongings, and headed out through the main door.

As you strolled up the street, you took in the sights of all the various shops. They were stacked with glimmering merchandise, from kitchen appliances to boxes full of shiny toys. It was a rabbit-warren maze of shimmering possibilities, and in the background, you could hear the rhythmic thump-thump of cash registers ringing up sales. You eventually came across a fruit stand run by an elderly couple. The man was on the other side of it, weighing various fruits and sorting them into bags.

“Hello!” You called out to them. “May I please buy a small bag of apples?”

The woman turned around and smiled at the familiar face before her. “Is it for that young lad?” She asked, and you nodded. She then reached under the counter and pulled out a paper bag with a few apples inside. “That’ll be 960 mora, please,” she said.

You took out the money you had saved up from your service job to pay for the apples, wished her a good evening, and left.

You then walked out of the city and onto a bridge that overlooked a serene lake, clutching the bag of apples in your hand tightly. As the sun set, the streets took on a warm, golden glow. It was a sprawling organism, teeming with life. Its veins of streets and avenues ran all through the concrete web, each section of its organic shapes communicating with each other to create one living entity. The day’s hustle and bustle gradually subsided as people walked hurriedly on the sidewalks without care or disruption, except for the occasional laughter coming out of restaurants after dinner.

At last, you stepped on the path; it was faint and slightly overgrown with grass and weeds. Glimpses of man-made foundations were visible through spots in the foliage—broken stone walls or cobblestone streets that had been ripped apart by nature's reclaiming fingers. It was peaceful here; cool breezes blew through old trees, carrying fragrances from long-forgotten gardens.

The path began to rise up a hill from which you could see an incredibly vast and wide landscape of trees and bushes spread out before you, and as you approached the giant tree, you could hear the distant strumming of a lyre.

Venti lifted his head to look at your figure emerging from the pathway. “Oh! You’re early.” His face lit up with joy, and he couldn't contain his enthusiasm, jumping to his feet in an instant.

You dropped the bag of apples and ran up to him, your arms spread wide. Your legs were dangling in the air as he spun you around, cradling you against his chest as he drew you closer. However, due to the sheer force of the spin, you both lost balance and landed in the pond that was around the tree. The water enveloped you, its cool touch sending a shiver through your entire body. You opened your eyes to see Venti floating in front of you with his cheeks puffed, and even through the warped water, you could sense the fun-loving glint in his eyes.

He swam up to you and wrapped his arms around you, helping you swim back up. When you got to the surface, Venti’s face softened into a gentle smile as one of his hands held your waist and the other cradled the back of your head. You grabbed onto his shoulders for support and coughed, trying to get the water out of your lungs before saying, “Sorry.”

His laughter rippled through the air like waves, bright and contagious.

“Well, that certainly wasn’t something I expected to experience today.” He helped you swim back to the edge of the pond, grabbing onto a nearby rock for support. He then swept his hand up to his forehead, pushing back the strands of hair that clung to it, and propped his chin in the palm of his hand, looking at you. “I didn’t know you were so happy to see me, my angel.”

The two of you then assisted each other in getting out of the water. You grabbed your shirt and twisted it in a number of places to squeeze out as much water as possible from the fabric, and then tilted your head forward to allow the drops to flow towards the tips as you squeezed them out of your strands.

After you were finished, you looked at him do the same thing to his clothes. You couldn’t help but notice his chest peeking through the wet shirt, and you quickly averted your gaze in embarrassment.

You walked up to the bag of apples lying on the floor and grabbed it, then made your way to the tree and sat under it with your back resting against the trunk. He joined you, still dripping wet, wringing the water from his braids.

You turned to him and said, “I brought you a little something.” You then opened the bag, and he reached a hand into it to pull out one of the crisp red apples.

His eyes lit up in excitement, and a broad smile spread across his face. “You always know the way to my heart.” He then took a bite out of it, savoring its sweetness.

Each crunch and swallow were like sweet honey on his tongue. The juice ran down his chin and stained his fingers slightly, but he didn’t care since, for him, this was all part of the pleasure of enjoying a fruit from the Gods.

“How was your day?” He asked after a while.

You sighed deeply, your chest heaving and your shoulders sagging as the air left your lungs. “Exhausting.” You told him about your job, some of the rude customers, and the working hours. Venti listened attentively, never once interrupting you as you spoke.

He nodded his head in understanding and sat in deep, thoughtful silence for a while. “Rude customers?”

You raised your head, looking at the leaves of the giant tree above you. They were so large that they blocked out the sky. “Yeah,” you said slowly. “Some days I just don’t know why I put up with them. It seems like a never-ending cycle of customer complaints and unhappy faces.”

Venti nodded solemnly. “Can you tell me more about that?”

You placed a hand on your chin. “Well, some people feel entitled to the servers’ attention and would sometimes make a scene, but nothing too crazy. They even would get me involved, but as I said, it’s nothing too serious.” You waved off the thought, looking away. “Besides, Diluc and the other staff help me handle it, like today.”

“Today?” He asked, his voice loud. “What happened today?”

“Nothing much.” You uttered the words in a high-strung, dismissive voice. “This late afternoon, one of the customers got a bit too loud and said something about not having enough alcohol. Since Diluc is most of the time at the counter of the bar serving drinks, he had a good view of everything that was happening on the first floor, so he was there to help and defuse the situation.”

Venti pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily, his body leaning against the tree trunk. “You should consider getting a new job. There’s someone I know in Liyue that could offer you a different one. You won’t have to deal with bad customers, and the payment is pretty good as far as I know.”

“No way! I’m not going all the way to Liyue for a part-time job!” You shouted out. “Besides, this one pays me well.”

He leaned in closer to you, water droplets from his damp hair rolling down his neck. “It doesn’t make sense to me. Are you really willing to deal with that kind of people and risk your safety?”

You leaned back, your eyes darting from side to side. You tried hard not to look at him directly. “Look. I might have made it sound like there’s a battlefield going on there from time to time, but it’s not,” you clarified. “And whether I decide to keep working there or not is between me and God, not you.” You glanced at the statue in front of you.

Venti looked at the statue of himself, then back at you. “What if God doesn’t want you to work there either?”

“Then he will have to come down from Celestia and say it to my face.” You crossed your arms and lifted your chin. “But judging by the fact that he hasn’t shown up in a thousand years, I doubt he would do that just to tell me where I should or shouldn’t work.” You pouted, your bottom lip jutting out. “Anyway,” you said, looking back at him. “Why did you want me to meet you here?”

He stood up and gestured for you to follow him. “I wanted to take you somewhere.”

The path to Starsnatch Cliff was lined with trees that were running wild. The evening air had a refreshing coolness, and the night sky was illuminated by the dying embers of the sunset, with orange and red hues reflecting off the cracked and weathered bark of each tree. As you made your way up the hill, you could feel every rock and twig grinding beneath your feet before they melted away into damp grass at the top.

“I don’t think we’ve ever been here together,” he said. “It’s one of the prettiest places in Mondstadt, besides the main city and Windrise, of course.” Reaching the summit of the hill, he settled on the edge with his legs dangling over, gazing out into the night sky.

You ventured over to him, and he extended his hand to aid you in settling down next to him. “It's very high," you breathed out as your hand firmly grasped his.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you go.” He reassured you.

You sat perched on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the breathtaking view that lay before you. It was a captivating landscape, dotted with lush green grasses, and in the far distance, an endless ocean met the horizon, reflecting the silver moon above.

“What’s that? It looks like a constellation.” You pointed up.

He looked up at the sky, where a million stars shone down, twinkling like glitter on black velvet. Some of them were more prominent than others, glowing brighter and seemingly linking together to create patterns. “It’s called Carmen Dei.”

“Whose is it?”

He leaned back, supporting his body with his hands. “It’s Barbatos’ constellation. Its name translates as Song of God.”

“You seem to know a lot of things about him; are you two close or something?”

Venti cleared his throat. “I don’t know him personally, but taking in mind what people say about him, we seem to have a lot in common.” He smiled at you. He then glanced up at the stars again, running his fingers through the strings of the lyre. “You know, the stars are truly sublime, having seen the rise and fall in every clime. Stories untold they've witnessed with emotion added on, a timeless beauty that will never be undone.”

His lyrical response caught you by surprise, and a smile tugged at the corners of your lips. His words painted a vivid picture of the stars as celestial storytellers, silently watching over the world and preserving its tales throughout time.

“I didn’t expect such a beautiful answer,” you said. “I think I’m starting to understand why you’re a three-time winner of the Most Popular Bard of Mondstadt”

“Right.” Venti beamed proudly.

You stretched and laid on the ground. High above, an ethereal island floated in the sky. “Do the stars hold stories about Celestia too?”

He shrugged his shoulders slightly. “Maybe.”

“I tried searching for information about that island during my library visits but couldn’t find anything; it’s like it doesn’t exist, yet I can clearly see it up in the sky!” You extended your arms up towards Celestia. “It feels like it's forbidden to talk about, yet I sense that there must be some knowledge written somewhere, deliberately kept from the public eye.”

Venti swallowed hard and squirmed in his seat, nervously rubbing his hands together.

“Are you cold?”

“Yeah.” He lied.

You sat up straight and enveloped him in your arms, lovingly stroking his head. “I’m sorry for what happened earlier.”

He leaned his head against your shoulder and wrapped one arm securely around your waist, while his other hand gently held yours. “Don’t be. I’m actually glad we fell into the pond.” He tenderly nuzzled your neck. “I’m glad you were so happy to see me.”

You both sat together in the stillness of the moment, the silence eventually interrupted by you. “Do you ever wonder how we got here? I mean, how was the world created.”

“You're very inquisitive today,” Venti remarked. “Your curiosity knows no bounds.” He scratched his nose. “I happen to know something about that.”

You sat with your legs crossed, flapping them excitedly like the wings of a butterfly.

“Hear me out. In other, distant worlds, Pangu gave his blood to form the rivers and seas. The Gods sacrificed Purusha and cut his body to pieces, and then fashioned all living beings with those parts.” He paused thoughtfully. “The flesh of the giant Ymir became the Earth, the skull became the heavens, and the brains became clouds. Their sacrifices seeded life in the unliving cosmos.”

You shivered at the thought of Gods sacrificing themselves in order to create life. Venti noticed this and put his hand on yours again, giving it a light squeeze.

“Uh, who are those people?” You asked. “Where did they come from?”

“Pangu is the first living being in the universe who separated heaven and Earth and then became geographic features such as mountains.” He looked at the horizon. “Purusha was a cosmic being whose sacrifice by the Gods created all life, just like Ymir.”

You let out a deep sigh as you processed what he had just said. “Sounds pretty dark.”

“I can see that.”

“But it’s entertaining to listen to you talk about these kinds of things. You’re very smart.”

Venti hummed. “And what else?”

“What else?”

He chuckled, his voice full of amusement. “Yes, what else? Perhaps charming, dashing, handsome? Any other qualities you might find attractive?”

You nudged him playfully. “What you are is full of yourself.”

#venti x reader #venti x y/n #lord barbatos #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #fluff #diluc

[a-pop-of-korean]

I don't have the courage to speak to other Koreans... they keep saying Korean to me in a restaurant and idk what to do. Do you have some advice?

I know how you feel! Here's my advice as a former foreigner in Korea to you, assuming you, too, are a foreigner in Korea. While my Korean was good enough to get by, there were absolutely times when I struggled to express myself or got my words mixed up! Yet, I was still able to work with the person I was speaking to to get my point across. I know not everyone has the same experience as I did, but everyone I've spoken to has been patient and polite to me despite these difficulties; if you seem like a foreigner, they will not judge if your Korean is not perfect. I'm not sure where you're from, but as an American myself, I know that people from my culture often get impatient with people who don't speak English (which is perhaps in part where my own language anxiety comes from!), but not everyone else in the world is going to treat you that way. This is not to say you will never have an unpleasant experience talking to someone, but I think if you try your best at speaking Korean, then those around you will work with you. Remember that language and meaning-making are collaborative tasks!

As for practical tips you can use in the moment, something I did all the time was take a second and plan out in my head what I was going to say. This is especially helpful when ordering at a restaurant! Sometimes just getting that first sentence out is the hardest part, and the rest gets easier! Worst comes to worst, there's no shame in just pointing at the menu--they'll get what you mean lol.

Overall, getting comfortable means pushing yourself to use the language. I know it's not easy, but it's so worth it! It's not about being perfect or understanding every word other people say to you. It's about working together to share a message or complete a task, as well as showing respect for others. And your Korean doesn't have to be stellar for that! An attempt at speaking Korean is better than resorting to English and expecting others to understand you. I'm not sure if any of this advice speaks to you, but I hope I could offer something helpful! Thanks for the question! 화이팅!

#korean #korean langblr #korean language #apok #apok q&a #한국어

[swervenation]

Swerve x Human Liaison Reader 5 (or 4.5)

I wrote like 1000 words and got stuck. I’m not done with the scene yet, but I had a lot of fun writing the dialogue, and don’t want to keep people hanging too much, so here’s therapy. It ends abruptly. If anyone knows how to wrap it up pls lmk.

Also the further I get into MTMTE the more I realize I fucked up. In my world tho psychiatrists can be friends with their patients and it’s fine and ethical :3

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As he approached the psychiatric office, Swerve’s eagerness to share with Rung diminished. What if his advice was the same as everyone else’s? “Don’t talk to them – you’ll overwhelm them, you’ll annoy them, you’ll creep them out.” Or, knowing the extent of his feelings, Rung might say he’s crazy, even report him to Rodimus. Maybe he’d never even be able to see you again. These thoughts overtook him as he wandered mindlessly into Rung’s office. He didn’t even notice where he was until the doors shut behind him.

Rung’s expression was pleasant but professionally detached. “Thank you for coming, Swerve – I see that you’re nervous,” not a difficult observation, “So let me assure you that you’re in no trouble.” He gestured to the chaise near his own seat. “I’ve just noticed that you’ve acquired a … very specific interest. Let’s talk about it.”

“You’re finally taking your revenge for that Fort Max incident, huh?” Swerve asked, standing defensively.

“No, I –“ Rung sat back and considered his next words. “I didn’t mean to imply anything negative. As your psychiatrist now - your choice, not mine - and maybe even your friend,” As well as y/n’s, he thought, “It’s my job to recognize these things.”

“These things?” Swerve fumed, “See, you think it’s so bad that you won’t even put a name to it.”

“I simply didn’t want to put words in your mouth,” Rung clarified, “But if you already have terminology in mind, what would you call it?”

Swerve felt his chassis lock up. He hadn’t said a damn word about any of this to anyone. Barely even to himself. That way it wouldn’t be that real. If he didn’t name it, he could deny what he knew to be true. 

Silence. Rung let it go on for about a minute before saying, “Swerve, I can’t believe I need to say this, but, please, just talk to me.”

Swerve caved and sat down, began actively searching for how to describe his feelings. His expression shifted as words neared the tip of his tongue before retracting. 

“I mean, I just don’t understand what you see in them,” Rung broke the silence. “Is it just that they’re a human?” 

Swerve took the bait. “’Don’t underSTAND?’ You’re not half the omniscient brain doctor you think you are if you haven’t noticed them!” A harsh reaction, but Rung was glad his tactics got him talking. “You’d need to be scrapping blind not to see the way their face lights up when even the simplest thing grabs their attention. Primus, they’re so curious, so adorably fragging curious about so much, and so smart too - if they weren’t so shy they would’ve put Perceptor out of a job! And of all the places they could be, of everything they could be doing and everyone they could be with, they come to MY. BAR. My bar! Night after night, alone! And they just sit all the way up there in that booth like a … a chandelier or something, catching the light and watching over everything, looking so beautiful - and I can’t for the life of me figure out why nobody else seems to see that - and you know who they’re paying attention to, Rung? You know who they’re listening to?”

Rung raised a curious eyebrow.

“Me! Of everybody there, in a room of bots teeming with charisma, and genius, and good looks (not naming names,) they sit up there looking at me, listening to me! And I know it’s me! I thought I was being delusional and egotistic for a while there, because, well, I mean, it’s me, but I see them reacting to the things I say, perking up when I speak, laughing when I say something funny, even - even when I, you know, make myself the butt of the joke, or talk about something bad that happened, even when I’m being objectively hilarious about it, they look, like, they look shocked? concerned? I don’t think they pity me, though, it’s like they - … care?” He said this final word like it was a totally new one. 

“Have you spoken to them about any of this?”

He put his helm in his hands. “I’ve barely spoken to them at all.” 

“So, to my understanding, the two of you … watch each other from across the bar every night, without a word?”

“Well - they … I don’t think they know it’s a two way street.” The flush in his face shifted from angry to embarrassed. “I try not to make it obvious I see them too, which the visor helps with. I thought I’d creep them out if I looked up there, since they’re so private. But I guess that’s way creepier.”

“What’s stopped you from talking with them?”

“You know how I get.”

“How do you get?”

“Oh, don’t give me that. You know how I get when I talk to people.”

“Do you think you can’t control yourself?” 

“Why are you pretending you’ve never been on the wrong end of a conversation with me? You know how I get.” 

“Tell me.”

“I ramble. I annoy. I overwhelm, I intrude, I share too much, I embarrass myself. I only talk to entertain myself. I’m a creep. I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.”

“What? In my office? I invited you.”

“I knew you wouldn’t get it, it’s an Earth song. That was just exhibit A of me entertaining myself. You know all this. Let’s just get to how I stop it.”

“Not so fast - where do these impressions come from?”

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soooo yea that’s where i’m at right now. finals are kicking my ass idk when i’ll be able to do a proper update again.

#transformers x reader #swerve x reader #swerve #i never remember how to tag this #mtmte x reader #eh whatever