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anba20fumetsu · 1 year

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Dom!Gn!Reader, Sub!Hawks, Bottom!Hawks, Dildo, Riding, Wings, Feather, Dacryphilia, kinda Mean!Reader, Genital described as a dick

Sitting on the edge of your bed looking down at Hawks on the floor, you couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of you. He was naked and bouncing on a medium sized dildo. You had asked him to do this earlier at your date, wanting to see him come in front of you without being able to touch you or you touching him. Hawks loved to always touch you, he always wanted to be close to you. Even the positions chosen in bed mirrored this. Always having him being able hold as you fucked him. But more importantly, he struggled to come without your touch on him. When jerking off he would take an eternity to come even with you on the phone. When in intimate moments he could come at the slightless contact from you. Just you rubbing his sides would sometimes do it, or other times it would be you grazing his dick a bit. The worst would be his wings, any touch from you on his wing would make him come. You always had to be careful in public with his wings. He was dependent on your touch, so you wanted to try this. Would he be able to come? If so, after how long? Or would you have to step up to help him? Would he beg?

“I can’t do this, reader. Please, please touch me.” He whines at you as he started getting frustrated. It’s been 30 minutes that he was at it. 15 minutes of pure torture. He just wasn’t getting enough stimulation. He was so close yet so far. When he thought he was gonna cum it soon all went away with a lack of sufficient stimulation. He knew this was gonna last an eternity. But the worst of all, you were sitting over there only looking at him without ever coming closer. And you looked so good too. Still in your suit from your earlier date. You had taken the blazer off, but kept the jacket on. Since he saw you come out of the room dressed like with that suit he wanted you to fuck him. But you had come up with this stupid idea, so he had to suffer. He only needed a tiny something. Just a hand or even a finger. But everytime he asked, you would deny him and ask him to continue. He was so frustrated, dammit. But you, even after seeing that did not make even a slight twitch indicating that you would move. “Oh, you can't do it?” you responded mockingly. In response Hawks could only whine. Why were you so mean like that?

In the back of his mind, he felt a slight touch to one of his feathers. The feeling was barely there, but he looked up at you confused and saw you with it between your fingers. He recognised the feather as being one he gifted you a long time ago. He watched and felt you trace the length of it. The feeling of it gave him slight goosebumps. You were touching a part of him finally but not the right one. He couldn’t feel much with the feathers that were disconnected from his body a long time ago. It was worse than you touching him because he knew you were touching him, he felt it, but he was barely feeling anything. It was not enough. And you knew this, but simply did not care. It was actually kind of the point. So you continued. Hawks now having his eyes stuck to the feather in your hand, saw you move it towards your neck and brush it. You brushed the entirety of it with it and slowly lowered it towards your chest. Taking the time to brush each part you passed thoroughly. From your collarbones to your chest stayed there longer to play with your nipples, then your stomach and stopped there suddenly. Confused as to why you did, Hawks looked up at your face and watched as you took an obviously fake concerned expression and saw your lips starting to move. “Hawks, is something wrong? You stopped moving.” Hearing you say that he realised that yes, he had stopped moving because of what you were doing. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I bothering you? Should I stop? It’s clearly too much for you.” Blushing at your teasing words he quickly responded a no. But you not seeing him start moving again told him “Well continue then. I don’t want to repeat myself.” Not wanting to disobey, he hurriedly started his pace again.

You stayed a few minutes watching him to make sure he would not stop again and seeing him not slowing, you continued your previous action. Moving the feather on your stomach, from your sides to your belly button to then very slowly starting to lower it. With your other hand you opened the button of your slacks and then the zipper, you then reached inside to pull out your shaft from your briefs. Taking a hold of it you started to move your hand up and down and slowly you lowered the feather on it. Teased your tip for a bit, then brushed the length of it.

Seeing all of this hawks was really starting to get truly desperate. He realised he would have to beg sooner or later. It wasn’t fair. You were using one of his feathers to touch yourself, but he couldn’t even feel it correctly. He wanted to be the one touching you. He wanted to feel your body on him. He wanted you to touch him. For you to fuck him, jerk him off or even just caress his body a bit. It would be enough. He would be getting your touch and he would cum. But no, he had to sit there staring at you teasing yourself and him. He had to continue bouncing on this dildo who continuously hit his prostate but never was enough and his dick bouncing with the movements and sometimes hitting his stomach or the ground. But none of that was enough stimulation.

Having finally enough, he broke in small hiccups and begged “Reader, please, I’m begging. Please touch me, fuck me, anything. I just need you to touch me, please even a just a finger will do it please i’m begging you. I can’t do it. It’s not fair.” As he stopped speaking, he saw you stop your movements, lowering your hands on the bed next to you. You looked him in the eyes and smiled teasingly. Cooing at him you responded “Ooooh, It’s not fair” You laughed a bit and stood up. “Is that so, Baby. You can’t continue. You know, maybe I should touch you. I’m sorry baby, I wasn’t fair, let me rectify this.” As you spoke you walked very slowly towards him. Stopping in front of him at the end of your sentence you crouched down. Looking at him in the eyes you smiled and started to reach out towards his face. Hawks closing his eyes, was relieved you were gonna free him from this. He was finally gonna be able to cum after almost an hour. But as your hand was so close he could feel the heat from it on his cheek, you stopped. Confused, he opened his eyes and looked at you. As soon as his eyes took your face in, he whined very loudly and started to sob. You had a mischievous smirk on your face. You clearly never intended to touch him. Why were you so cruel? After all this time doing what you asked of him you could not even give him this. It was all he asked, so why. In his misery he heard you speak to him “Baby, you know I love seeing you cry. Just a little more, Hmm and I'll give it to you. Now get back to it, Hawks.” Not having realised in his state he had stopped, he as quickly as he could got back to it.

He actually was a bit reassured by your words. You after all were more than ready to not give anything he asked. And you had already done it before. You actually liked to deny him things, he would eventually cum in those instances, but after a very long time or with difficulties and most importantly without you touching him. You really were cruel. But he suddenly remembered that you hated when he would not thank you when you did give him what he wanted. So he hurriedly responded, hoping that it wasn’t too late and that you wouldn’t deny it to him. “Thank you Reader.” Hearing this, your previously blank face lit up with a warm smile.

You then decided that you could continue pleasuring yourself, so you did. One of your hands went up and took hold of your shaft and started to masturbate. The other one coming to rub your tip. You truly had the best scenery. Hawks bouncing up and down on a dildo, flushed from the exercise and wet tracks on his cheeks. His noises were the best too. His breathy whine and moans once in a while interrupted by a sob. He was beautiful and truly looked good crying. It was with this sight that you came into your hands.

Coming down from your high, you heard hawks whining small ‘please’. He was pitiful and you love it. He sounded so cute right now. You felt your now softening cock twitch, but you knew you had to stop it. So for once you took pity on him and reached around him with your hand. Putting your hand on the base of one of his wings rubbing and passing your finger through the small feather there. As soon as your hand touched his feathers he practically screamed. His body shook intensely, his head falling on your shoulder while his eyes closed tight and his hands grabbed onto your other hand and squeezed so hard you winced in pain. Coming down from his high his body fell onto yours, like a puppet whose strings got cut. He layed in your arms heaving intensely after this mind numbing orgasm. You stayed there holding him through this and waiting for him to get a bit of consciousness. When he could move a bit you picked him up from the floor with your hands on his tights. As you did that you pulled the dildo out off him and kept it in your hands to wash in a minute. You carried him to the bedroom and laid him down on the bed. You quickly went to the bathroom to get a rag and you also put the dildo in the sink to wash later. Coming back you wiped him down and gave him water. As he drank you changed your clothes for pyjamas. When you turned around you saw him asleep and curled in a ball. So you went to bed with him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, putting small kisses on his head and then fell asleep too.

Thank you for reading! Don’t hesitate to tell me if you liked it.

#sub mha #sub bnha #sub hawks #sub character #dom reader #dom gn reader #bottom hawks

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qedavathegrey · 4 months

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The Construction of the Muse Servitor

I have previously written (at length lol) about the creation of servitors, constructed-familiars, and other what-have-yous, but I wanted to touch on a more specific variety that I don't often see discussed: the muse servitor.

Given forth by the student, the muse servitor acts as liaison to and inspiration for all things creative or scientific. It is a piece of oneself separated and fed through acts of service, giving back to its creator further insight, passion and — under the right circumstance — dauntless motivation. Are they a necessity? No, far from. But for those creatives and scholars who are, by circumstance, removed from their specialized communities and/or who struggle to motivate themselves toward artistic ends without "external" validation, the muse servitor can fill this void. Their creation can also act as a mental jumpstart on a new project, a new field of study, or be used to reinvigorate passion after a period of stagnation.

The process of creation is relatively simple but can be complicated (non-derogatory) in any number of ways at the student's preference.

To begin, gather:

An item to embody the muse servitor — could be anything, but association is a powerful tool

A "house" for said item where offerings will be left — it can be elaborate or not; a box, a jug, a shelf, a cabinet, even a folder on a computer

An initial offering — again, could be anything; it could be your own work (preferred) or an artifact you are utilizing to begin a project or course of study

A catalyst — most often this is the student themselves, but you could channel from almost any source: the moon, the ground, the air, color theory, the concept of relativity, etc.; get as freaky as you want with it

To complete the working:

Hold the item in hand and let your mind work. Channel from whichever medium you prefer, if you have chosen one. Let the thing take shape, applying what you must, see what sticks. You can verbalize your intentions or define the nature of the relationship if you'd like, but it isn't required. Once fully formed (by your own estimate), tie this mental/spiritual concept to the object. Again, you may voice what you are doing if you prefer. And in doing so, so is born the muse servitor: name it and place it in its "home."

Note: For those inclined toward the visual arts, this process can be done by way of practice also. For instance, you might draw, paint, sculpt, etc. a portrait of the servitor. If you have chosen to render it on a scale unbefitting a small "home," you may assign it an area by way of hanging or leaning the work against a wall, placing it on an altar, in a corner, etc. and arranging offerings around it. Writers or poets might use the written word to describe in detail the servitor's appearance and character. These collected pages may be housed as above or, as earlier stated, housed in a desktop folder

Present the initial offering. Verbalize, either mentally or aloud, what it represents. Promise to feed it when you can and ask that, should it begin to hunger, it inspire you to create, to read, to work. If you fail to meet its need, speak that it may go freely to the aether, return to the mind, or be left to its own devices.

Feed it regularly. Develop a rapport. Learn its preferences. Call to it when you need inspiration or guidance.

Et voilà!

The work is done.

Or just beginning, rather.

I would add that "feeding" the muse servitor can be done differently or by different means beyond the one "assigned." For instance, you can do a portrait, sure, or compose a song, but you could also create a concept board or a playlist. You might also create the muse with the intention of focusing on music, but feed it drawings or readings about quantum theory instead. Work done to completion is only a part of the servitor's purview. The process is important, too. And gathering concepts, exploring alternate modes of doing and expressing, researching. Anything that feeds a well-rounded understanding also feeds the muse. And with it, the muse gives back passion and inspiration enough to continue. To keep going, keep doing, keep searching. "If not for yourself, then for me."

Happy inspiring!

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precious-little-scoundrel · 27 days

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Hello, omg I just wanted to say that the essence you capture in your fics is straight out of a Sofia Coppola movie with Lana Del Rey on the soundtrack, and by that I mean, my god reading the small details in your work is, for lack of a better expression, like shooting up ecstasy. I can completely envision everything. And I feel better saying this now that it's been so long since the release, but I've noticed you use images/gifs from the film Priscilla (2023), and I think that you really capture visions of that film within certain snippets of your writing, as you also do with ELVIS (2022).

Both films have such different airs, and while I'm not here to debate which one is more accurate, better, etc. (as I believe they're just different characterizations of the icon that is Elvis, neither show him completely true to form.) I've gotta ask if you'd consider writing something with Priscilla's background/essence with Jacob Elordi's characterization of Elvis as you did with Austin's.

This is really just an excuse to yell at you about your wonderful writing, but also had to ask that as well <3

BESTIE YOU CANT JUST THROW COMPLIMENTS AROUND LIKE CONFETTI THINK OF MY HEALTH!

but truly, what a kind thing to read, I so often say my chief upset with my own creativity is how badly I want to capture an atmosphere, which if I had a camera and soundtrack I could do far easier than my chosen medium. I see things so visually and fully in my head, but then when you go to write it on paper, describing autumn leaves in depth can be all a bit humdrum.

to answer your question, I have not as yet seen Priscilla. I intend to to, I just haven’t got around to it but gosh how I love the visuals. So once I do, if it inspires me I very well might write it, until then most of my writing is my interpretation of the real man. Except for the few specified by Austin’s portrayal, which I love to tap into as it is most certainly different than even the real Elvis. Butler brought a different and interesting quality to him that may have been more of a capturing of an essence then a Word for Word, stickler impression. And obviously it was effective.

Xoxo thanks for popping in

#love notes

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azura-tsukikage · 6 months

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Being a pragmatic art witch involves integrating art and creativity into your magical and spiritual practice in a meaningful and personal manner. Here are some practical steps and insights on how to do this:

Define Your Intentions: Start by defining your intentions and goals as an art witch. What do you hope to achieve through your creative and magical practice? Understanding your objectives will guide your path.

Choose Your Medium: Select the artistic medium that resonates with you the most. This could be drawing, painting, sculpting, writing, music, or any other form of artistic expression. Your chosen medium should be one that you enjoy and feel connected to.

Incorporate Symbolism: Use your artwork to incorporate symbols, colors, and imagery that hold personal meaning to you and align with your magical intentions. These symbols can serve as a powerful tool for manifestation and self-expression.

Create Art Spells: Develop art spells by infusing your artwork with intention and energy. Whether it's painting a sigil, writing a poem, or crafting a talisman, your art can become a conduit for your magical work.

Set Rituals: Design rituals around your art-making process. This can include setting a specific time for creating art, cleansing your creative space, and meditating before you begin. Rituals help you focus your intent.

Record Your Journey: Keep a journal to document your artistic and magical journey. Note the insights, thoughts, and experiences you have during your creative and magical processes.

Experiment and Adapt: Be open to experimentation and adaptation. Your artistic and magical practice will evolve over time, so be willing to try new techniques and approaches.

Connect with the Elements: Consider how the elements—earth, air, fire, and water—can be incorporated into your art and magical practice. Different elements can inspire and empower your creative work.

Meditation and Visualization: Incorporate meditation and visualization into your creative process. Use these techniques to focus your intentions and infuse your art with energy and purpose.

Share and Collaborate: Share your art and experiences with other witches and artists. Collaboration and sharing can provide inspiration and new insights into your practice.

Trust Your Intuition: Trust your intuition and inner guidance. Your instincts will often lead you to create art that is deeply meaningful and spiritually significant.

Balance and Self-Care: Maintain a healthy balance between your art and magical practice and self-care. Taking care of your physical and emotional well-being is essential for sustainable creativity.

Art Journaling: Create an art journal where you combine artistic expression with written reflections, thoughts, and emotions. Use it as a tool for self-exploration and as a way to track personal growth.

Therapeutic Art: Explore therapeutic art techniques, such as art therapy or expressive arts therapy. These approaches can help you address emotional and psychological challenges through creative expression.

Mindfulness and Art: Incorporate mindfulness practices into your art-making process. Focus on the present moment, the sensations of creating, and the emotions that arise as you work on your art.

Vision Boards: Create vision boards that represent your goals, desires, and intentions. Use your artistic skills to assemble images and words that inspire you to work toward your aspirations.

Symbolic Artwork: Craft artwork that symbolizes your personal development journey. This can include visual representations of your strengths, challenges, and aspirations.

Art as Meditation: Use art as a form of meditation. Engage in creative practices that allow you to clear your mind, reduce stress, and find inner peace.

Art for Self-Reflection: Create art that mirrors your current emotional state, experiences, or challenges. This can be a therapeutic way to process and understand your feelings.

Art as a Problem-Solving Tool: Use art to brainstorm solutions to real-life problems or challenges. Visual thinking and creativity can help you come up with new ideas and perspectives.

Art for Self-Expression: Explore art as a means of self-expression. Communicate your thoughts, feelings, and experiences through your artwork, even if it's not directly related to magical or spiritual themes.

Art-Based Goals: Set goals related to your art practice, such as improving your skills, completing a specific number of pieces, or participating in art exhibitions. Working toward these goals can offer a sense of achievement.

Art as a Social Connection: Engage in art activities or workshops that allow you to connect with others who share similar interests. Building a supportive community can be a valuable part of your art practice.

Art and Personal Development Books: Explore books and resources that combine art with personal development and self-help themes. These resources can provide additional insights and practical exercises.

Remember that being an art witch is a highly personal journey. Your artistic and magical practice should reflect your unique personality, experiences, and spiritual beliefs. The pragmatic approach means embracing creativity as a tool for personal growth and self-empowerment. Feel free to adapt and refine these steps to align with your own vision and values as you explore the path of an art witch.

#witch craft #witchblr #witches of tumblr #spiritual growth #psychology #self awareness #self care #art witch

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ondaspectrum93 · 1 year

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Do you have a diagnosis of ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder) & love to paint/draw/sketch/collage/sculpt/collect various visually pleasing objects/create online visual media/mixed media/sing/dance/write/participate in any medium of creative expression as a means to communicate as a person with an intellectual disability? WELL I DO & YOU WILL DEFINITELY ENJOY IT AS MUCH AS I DO FOR I AM LEARNING TO BE PROUD OF THE BEAUTIFUL CREATIONS, CONTENT, PHOTOGRAPHY & THE PROCESS OF REPETITIONS INVOLVED IN MY TRANSFORMATIONS FROM RAW PAPER OR BLANK PIXEL SLATES TO WHICH I AMPLIFY THE BEST SENSATIONS OF COMPLETING THE SELF STARTED AND CHOSEN TASKS TO WHICH I COMPILE AND SHARE WITH MY STRANGERS WHO STUMBLE ACCORDINGLY TO MY TAGS ACROSS MY PAGE. I want to discover other humans, specifically people above the age of 18 who are either intellectually or learning disabled or co-morbid the way I am, at this point in their life, I’d love to hear about their experiences & struggles & random thoughts that pop to mind as shared along with their own thoughts about how they relate to each other’s creations… what circumstances led to this artwork being made & published & what is your name/handle/identity in your own words as the artist? I’m hoping for this page to be a place to make friends, especially even if you don’t create any art or writing or videography for yourself by yourself just yet, but plan on doing so in the first opportunity coming up with something inspiring you to go ahead and bite the bullet & stop letting people/places/things/because/but/fear driven overwhelming thoughts setting fear inside & preventing the accessible pathway from dipping your toes in the water & making a mess of mistakes bc they are so much more important to make than it is to be practiced in perfectionism’s which nobody succeeds at in this universe with or without the idiosyncrasies known to our community! This is a judgemental free space which has been made possible by the low functioning highly sensitive empath named Jacqueline Mae Gutwilik who has been going through worst heartbreak of her life post missed miscarriage12/22 & subsequent trauma caustic to her husband who is afflicted with opioid & crystal meth addiction which is now the scariest thing she is grieving on a daily basis for the past two years now (when she noticed his soul was not compatible with hers any longer for she started slowly catching up to the social cues, anxiety and pressure driven by her partner to make decisions about life that were harmful to her poor health problems in retrospect causing her Wilson Disease to deteriorate & displacing her from her comfort zone/stability by moving back to her childhood abuse/abandonment home & wound up w/o anyone b/c she had been living in an isolated domestic abusive cycle for 7 years before aware of it & her environment is NOT safe STILL to date; No matter how much she is a positive helpful, healthy, supportive to others around her, she cannot seem to make any progress or difference in her own life as per she is broken from her entire life lived trusting in the monsters who took/take advantage of her [as they victim shame her & cry wolf & dictate her life by making false reports to the police against her to try & control her or make her forced into homelessness] so she has no choice but to make her own artwork as she is doing the best she can to cope with the tremor from Wilson Disease symptoms that truly makes her feel unable to tolerate living alone in suffering while being unable to be as productive or professional or socially responsible for her own needs because she has changed exponentially from her trauma & ptsd & day to day problems that she cannot control anyone but herself & do her best to make better choices, which involves creating as much mixed/multi media prompts & writing snippets for sparking ideas for other people to join in & share their projects & play along with me, as well as hopefully find comrades with similar experiences in life through the process of learning w/their ASD diagnosis as transitioning from childhood to adulthood).

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5starluvr · 3 months

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Fuck you?yea fuck me.

MDNI!!!

[ genre:smut,angst?]

[Pairing:rival!Hyunjin x rival!reader]

[Warning:smut,arguing,oral,reader gets called a good girl]

[Request: Smut Hyunjin x fm!reader could literally be anything, thinking enemies to lovers at school 😫🙏]

Raya here!I just want to apologize for the awful smut(idk if that’s even proper smut lmao) I’ve never written anything smutty so it’s my first try on this ya’ll have mercy on me!.

"As the mid-terms have concluded, many of you have been drained of ideas thus, I'll be assigning partners for this project. If you have yours, you can leave," Miss Hack announced, her voice cutting through the chaos of students gathering their belongings.

Approaching the teacher's desk after the majority of the class had left, Miss Rose unveiled the list of assigned partners. "Your partner is Hwan-"

"WHAT?" you practically yelled out. "No, no, no, Miss, I can't pair up with him. Please let me switch partners."

"I'm sorry, but I can't make changes. I've already assigned all students a partner, so you two will have to work together. Remember, this project is almost worth half of your grade," Miss Rose stated, neatly putting away her books as you stormed out.

"HWANG HYUNJIN!" you yelled, storming across the hall toward him. His head snapped around, and he rolled his eyes. "What?" he breathed out, annoyed at your presence.

"You're my partner for the project, and you better not mess it up like last time," your voice laced with venom.

"Oh, come on, that was one time, and I definitely didn't mean to give you the wrong information," he said, and you scoffed.

"Totally an accident that you sabotaged me, Mr. Hwang," you rolled your eyes at him. "Oh, you like my last name that much, or why do you keep saying it?" he asked, leaning down a little.

"I'll meet you in the library at 5 PM," he whispered in your ear. The distance between both of you practically nonexistent.

You two crackled with tension as he sauntered away, leaving you grappling with the unexpected partnership.

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As 5 PM approached, you hesitatingly made your way to the library. Hwang Hyunjin was already there, flipping through project materials. “Took you long enough,” he remarked without looking up.

Ignoring his comment, you sat down, the air thick with unspoken competition.

„Are we going to talk about the project or what?“you scoff at him sitting at the table.

"Are you reading?" You ask voice filled with confusion"Are you blind?" "Tsk, apparently you're the blind one hyunjin. You're reading the book upside down, you moron."

”oh shit“he whispers as he turns the book around.“Anyway let’s like start or whatever,let’s just like write ideas down or something“he rolls his eyes

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As you settled into the quiet solitude of the library, the initial tension between you and Hyunjin began to dissipate, replaced by a spark of intellectual curiosity. You both had a passion for art, music, and photography, and you were eager to create a project that would showcase your talents.

“So, what do you say we do?”Your inquired, voice laced with a hint of challenge. “Art? Music? Photography?”

He leaned back in his chair, contemplating her question. “Well, I’m personally drawn to the expressive and emotional nature of art.”

“But don’t you think music has a way of transcending language and cultural barriers?”You countered, eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. “It’s a universal language that can speak to anyone, regardless of their background.”

“True, but art can also evoke a deeper connection with the audience, a connection that goes beyond words,”he insisted, his voice rising slightly in the quiet library.

“But music can transport you to different worlds, make you feel emotions you never knew you had,” you retorted, your passion for your chosen medium evident in his words.

The debate intensified as the two of you argued passionately for your respective preferences. Your voices grew louder, echoing through the hushed library, drawing the disapproving gaze of the librarian.

“Settle down, you two!” she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re disturbing the peace!”

You and Hyunjin exchanged heated glares, both of you equally annoyed by the interruption. The librarian’s words had only served to fuel the flames of your rivalry.

“This is all your fault,” you hissed at Hyunjin, pointing an accusatory finger in his direction. “If you hadn’t been so stubborn about your music project, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

“And it’s your fault for being so closed-minded about art,” Hyunjin retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re missing out on the beauty and power of music.”

The tension between you was palpable, and you could feel the electricity crackling in the air like static. You were both so caught up in your argument that you didn’t notice the librarian approaching until she was standing right beside you.

“That’s enough!” she exclaimed, her voice sharp and authoritative. “If you can’t control yourselves, I’ll have to separate you.”

You and Hyunjin fell silent abruptly, your faces flushed with anger. You glared at each other, each of you blaming the other for the librarian’s reprimand.

The librarian shook her head in disapproval. “Both of you know this is a public library ” she said, her voice stern.

The air in the library crackled with tension as you and Hyunjin this time silently argued over which art form was superior. You were both passionate about your respective fields, and your voices rose above the hushed whispers of the other patrons.

“Art is the purest expression of human emotion,he insisted, his voice echoing through the cavernous space. “It has the power to evoke a deep connection with the viewer, to transport them to another world.”

You scoff,your eyes narrowing in challenge. “Music is the language of the soul,” your voice resonating with emotion. “It can transcend borders and cultures, uniting people through the shared experience of sound.”

Your voices grew louder, drawing the disapproving stares of the librarians. But you were too caught up in your heated debate to notice. The sparks of anger and frustration ignited a flame of something else, something deeper and more primal.

As you spoke, you felt Hyunjin’s gaze burning into you. His eyes were piercing, filled with an intensity that made your heart race. You could almost feel the electricity coursing between you, a magnetic force that drew you closer and closer.

Hyunjin leaned forward, his eyes locked with yours. Without warning, he grabbed your face and pulled you into a passionate kiss. The shock of his touch sent a jolt of electricity through your body, and for a moment, you forgot all about your argument, all about your rivalry.

The kiss was intense and passionate, a whirlwind of emotions that neither of you could deny. You could feel his lips moving against yours, his breath intermingling with yours.

The world around you faded away, the hushed whispers of the library replaced by the pounding of your hearts. All that mattered was the feel of Hyunjin’s lips against yours, the taste of his breath on your skin.

When he finally pulled away, you were both breathless and disoriented, staring at each other in stunned silence. His eyes were filled with a mix of desire,lust and anger.

"I think we should go somewhere," Hyunjin said, his voice husky with desire.

You nodded, your heart pounding with anticipation. You followed him out of the library and he pulled you into the nearest bathroom.As soon as both of you were in the tight Stall he smashed his lips against yours and pinned you to the wall.His hands trailing up and down your sides.

”Somehow you look really fucking hot when you are pissed“he whispers as he leaves kisses and hickeys down her neck.“Y-yeah you think so“you stutter as you feel your body tingle.“I’ll show you how hot I find it““On your knees.” he whispers his voice soft as he guides you onto the floor and tilts your chin up.“You’re gonna be a good girl and let me fuck your face, will you? Yeah?“ Hyunjin whispers seductively as he looks into your eyes. The tension feels so thick that you only nod at him while he zips his jeans open. The sight of his red tip leaking with pre cum makes your mouth water. You wrap your lips around his tip and slowly relax your throat as he pushes deeper into your mouth.” That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”

#stray kids #hyunjin #skz fluff #skz headcanons #skz x reader #skz fanfic #skz imagine #skz smut #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz #hwang hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids imagine #stray kids smut

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briefinfluencernacho · 11 months

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The Principle of Emotive Expression: Unleashing the Power of Creative Catharsis

In the realm of creative expression, there lies a profound principle—the Principle of Emotive Expression. It calls upon us to engage in creative outlets as a means of authentic emotional expression, inviting us to embark on a journey of self-discovery and personal growth. It is through the exploration of our raw emotions that we find catharsis, harnessing their transformative power to shape our very existence.

Emotions are the palette of our souls, vibrant and untamed. They dance within us, waiting to be expressed, waiting to be understood. By channeling these raw emotions into our creative endeavors, we unlock the gateway to self-discovery and personal transformation. The canvas becomes our sanctuary, the page our confidant, the stage our cathartic release.

In moments of intense joy or profound sorrow, we can turn to our creative outlets as a conduit for emotional expression. We can immerse ourselves in the strokes of a paintbrush, the melodies of music, the rhythm of dance, or the power of the written word. These acts of creation become vessels for our emotions, allowing us to dive deep into the wellsprings of our being.

Through creative exploration, we not only find solace in the act of expression but also gain a deeper understanding of ourselves. We confront the complexities of our emotions, untangle the threads of our experiences, and uncover hidden layers of our identity. We embrace vulnerability, as it is through vulnerability that we find strength and resilience.

Catharsis, the release of pent-up emotions, becomes a transformative force. It frees us from the burdens we carry, rejuvenates our spirits, and offers us a fresh perspective on life. We emerge from the creative process with a renewed sense of clarity and purpose, having transformed our raw emotions into a masterpiece of self-expression.

So, dear friend, take a moment to reflect. How can you channel your raw emotions into creative exploration? How can you use your chosen artistic medium to find catharsis and ignite personal transformation? Embrace the power of emotive expression and allow it to shape your reality.

In the realm of creative catharsis, there are no limitations. Dance like flames in a darkened chamber, awakening dormant insights within your body. Let your emotions fuel your creative fire, infusing the mundane with enchantment and wonder. Laugh the laughter of realization, knowing that through creative expression, you hold the key to unlocking your true potential.

Join me on this transformative journey as we delve into the depths of our emotions, harness their power, and emerge as creators of our own destinies. Let us embrace the Principle of Emotive Expression, using creativity as a catalyst for personal growth, self-discovery, and the authentic expression of our souls.

#EmotiveExpression #CreativeCatharsis #SelfDiscovery #PersonalGrowth #TransformativeJourney #AuthenticExpression #UnlockYourPotential

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Writing Initiative #7

What have you learned about yourself doing this self-directed assignment?

I've learned so much from these courses! Going through all the assignments really put me through a rollercoaster of emotions, but it's helped me level up my creativity. I gotta say, I enjoyed documenting my progress on Tumblr - it made the whole process more fun. One thing I learned is how to research my topics better and ask myself the right questions. Like, what's the end goal here, and how do I get there? It's been super helpful in making my work more effective.

What did you find to be the most difficult aspect of your chosen assignment? Creativity? Research? Connecting design to research? Craft? Organizational skills? Time management? Something else entirely?

Out of all the challenges I faced during my assignment, the biggest obstacle was the word itself - farrago. It means a confused mixture, which can be interpreted in so many different ways without any specific rules or guidelines. Personally, I find it difficult to create something without a clear goal or direction. I prefer assignments that involve researching and creating something based on a specific vision. But I suppose that's just part of the learning process, right? Learning to create something out of a seemingly disorganized mess is a valuable skill in and of itself. It just took a bit of extra effort on my part to overcome this particular hurdle.

What did you enjoy about this opportunity?

There were so many aspects of this opportunity that I truly enjoyed. First and foremost, seeing the final outcome of the assignment was incredibly satisfying. It's always a great feeling to see your hard work pay off in such a tangible way. Additionally, I really enjoyed the presentation aspect of the opportunity. Being able to share my ideas and showcase what I had accomplished was a great experience. All in all, I'm extremely happy that I had the chance to be a part of this class. It was an amazing opportunity that I will always cherish.

How would you rate your performance over the course of the semester?

Looking back on my projects, I'm really proud of the work I accomplished. I was able to explore so many different ways of creating confusion through various mediums, including 3D, 2D, and even 4D. It was an incredible learning experience to be able to experiment with so many different techniques and see how they can be used to convey a certain message or feeling. Additionally, I'm very happy with the reflective piece I created. It's always rewarding to see your personal growth and progress reflected in your work.

Overall I would give myself an 18/20 rating.

What would you do differently now that you've had this opportunity to work this way?

I really like the idea of collaborating with AI to work on the reflective piece, but If I had more time, I would like to make a book filled with process work done in such a confusing way.

A word from me

Hi Paul! I just wanted to express my gratitude for the unique and interesting way that you structure your assignments. In the past, I've had professors assign work that didn't really resonate with me or that I didn't find particularly engaging, but your approach was refreshing and inspiring. Additionally, I really appreciated your cool attitude toward each student in the class. It helped to alleviate some of the stress and allowed me to fully enjoy the learning experience.

I always like to reflect on what I've learned and how it has impacted my creative process and designs as a whole. I have to admit that I lost the "have fun" aspect of creating posters or any 3D piece a while ago, but you reignited that passion in me. Your critiques, ideas, and stories were so helpful and inspiring, and I am deeply thankful for your guidance throughout the class. You are definitely going down as one of my favourite professors at OCAD.

I wish you a great summer, and I hope our paths cross again soon!

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Boomers need so much therapy, and I wish they would get it.

I was no contact with my parents for several months last year (well, more accurately my mom was no contact with me after I told my dad to get the fuck out of my house after he was being horribly demeaning, and I wasn’t about to be the one who reached out first) and while I’ve reconnected with my mother I’ve chosen not to with my father.

I asked my mom for a favor today and she said I’d need to ask my dad, and I immediately nipped that in the bud. As I’m reiterating why, she asks me if she’s ever told me what happened with her dad (he threatened suicide in front of her twice in her teen(?) years) and I affirmed she had, and that while that was awful so was what I had experienced from my own father and that I wasn’t going to reconnect with him just because she chose to maintain contact with her own father. Her response was that she “forgave” her father, which I didn’t really find all that compelling considering she was entirely dependent on him financially when it happened.

At another point in this conversation, I expressed how deliberate and uncaring it is for my father to put such extreme emphasis on body weight & appearance with clear intent to demean. My mom cuts in that I should have heard what her mother used to say to her. It was extremely frustrating. I literally interjected that I don’t care and that just because these terrible things happened to her doesn’t mean she should be normalizing it for me.

There’s this continuous thread with my mother where she’s endured something painful and been unable to set a boundary so to her that constitutes forgiveness, and I just don’t think that’s what forgiveness is. I think someone has to actually be sorry to warrant forgiveness. My dad is not sorry, and will never be sorry, and I know that for certain because I’ve gone no-contact with my dad at least four other times since I graduated college in 2012. You’d think that these other episodes of being no contact would have initiated change if he’d ever actually been sorry, how it’s frustrating that I always have to make myself vulnerable any time contact is reinstated after a no-contact period and that he never has to take responsibility.

My mom always acts an imaginary intermediary where she claims he knows he needs to do better, that she’s talked to him, that he’s “sorry” and yet I’ve never heard the word out of the man’s mouth in my entire life. Once when I was a kid $20 went missing from his wallet and he decided I’d taken it and retaliation ensued. He later found the money, and when I found out, he doubled down and said I must have put the money back when he was wasn’t looking.

“Your father’s been there for you,” my mom said, grasping for straws. He hasn’t. It’s a major point of contention; In October, I bought a table on OfferUp and needed help transporting the table back to my house. So I reach out to my father for my biannual favor, and he agreed to help me pick up the table. Day of, I’m at the bank getting the cash and ring him up to get an ETA. He tells me he won’t be coming because it’s “too far” from his house, and if he did come it would the last favor he ever did me. He should be a medium with that astonishing level of sight.

Up to that point I’d been driving the 36 miles to my parents’ condo several times a month because my mom didn’t want to. When he ditched me that day, I heatedly informed my mother that I was done and would not be coming to their home anymore. Round II. Next day, after arguing with me about pickup arrangements and trying to get me to harass the sellers, my parents show up with the table and we try to bring it in inside. In impressive time he begins calling me a number of pejorative things. My mom has zero recollection of this. I looked at her and was like “why do I think I told him to get the fuck out of my house??” and she replies, “Oh, well your mood had been building over the two days.”

Must be nice not to remember.

Look, I love to make snarky comments, and I’ll talk shit. I’m impatient. I’m also conflict avoidant. I’m a “I hope everyone wins” type, and like to think I give most situations enough nuance to consider the needs of all involved. I don’t like fighting, and I specially don’t like who I am around my father, how nasty I can become. When I went no contact, I had to tell my friends individually over an extended period of time because I was embarrassed to consider what they’d think of me telling my own family to get the fuck out of my house. It’s embarrassing. Who wants to say they talk to their family members like that?

For the record, my friends were great. A few said I could always ask them for help with moving furniture because their partners had applicable vehicles. I went on a road trip with a friend in November, and when we got back, his parents said they would dog sit for me whenever they were at home (they’re serial cruisers 🚢). Another friend’s parents invited me to Thanksgiving. It really hurt me this past holiday season to have so many people offer so freely when every single moment between my father and I has been transactional from as far back as I can remember.

Back in August my optometrist recommended I see an ophthalmologist because my optic nerve appeared inflamed. They couldn’t tell if that was the shape of my nerve or a potentially scary indication of fluid buildup in the brain (many months later I saw one and it was nothing). I told this to my mom because I was feeling anxious about the matter and explained to her that I’d been told it could be caused by hypertension. My dad had not said a word to me up to that moment and then chipped in that it was “because you’re always eating Hot Cheetos.” Cool cool cool. Glad that me being fat is so much more concern to you than the potential for me to go blind. Never change.

(Not that you have any interest anyway.)

“Your dad does instigate,” my mom admitted. You don’t say. That’s probably why he’s spent my entire life critiquing my body, my career, my home, and flinging darts aimlessly at a board to say anything hurtful he can. My favorite was the time when we got into a fight when I was packing up my senior year dorm room and he said I had no friends, while my best friend at the time quite uncomfortably whispered “Do I not count?”

My mom told me that her father & uncle didn’t speak for 20 years and that it was her uncle’s fault (uhuh), and that when the uncle was dying my grandfather went to see him & they made amends. “I hope it doesn’t take someone dying for you two to make amends.”

I’d already told her by that point in our conversation that it was way too late. It’s never too late, she’d challenged.

Even if I believed that, why exactly are you making this my cross to bear?

#personal

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silenceofreality · 1 year

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RANT EPISODE 3 - A Study in Color

Staged set films can have many elements to lean on to set the tone of the visual aspects of the peice. One of the most influential of which is color. I have studied film and color theory. But if you are not familiar with the basics of color theory, I suggest you look into some light reading on color theory.

Puma Blue- A Late Night Special (film)

May i begin by saying the camera work in this peice is incredible, the focus, the the movement, the angles chosen. A+

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Through the first 3 songs we see the lights come up and we are shown the ability of the camera operator to get in close to the artist without being invasive enough to interrupt their flow. Then enter the 11.57 marker. "Cherish (Furs)"

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After such a strongly emotional song we are reset into the neutral light for "midnight blue" which is a much more energetc song by its apex than some of the others. But what we do see is more light on the artists themselves

The intensity of the act of singing alone is so extenuated by the color balance. Showing the strain and the effort it takes to express the emotions and the words behind the song.

Then we are given the oppisite of the former color drain. This time the spotlight is on the musicians. A shallow, blues drum beat, quiet mournful guitar. No keys. No brass.

Again we have Jacob Allen cast in direct light. But the backlight is gone. Forcing us into a state of adjustment to the tone of the peice overall as this time all the focus is on the band. This natural light is much less intense than previously and gives the impression of a small blues club stage act. Keeping the focus on the music rather than the set.

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I liked making these. And if anyone is interested i may decide to turn these into video essays. If you have any videos like these you want me to breakdown please feel free to reach out.

#music film #music theory #color theory #staged set #live music #music #visual art #fine art #art analysis #rant

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hodgeohknorman · 2 years

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edwinsage · 2 years

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How to effectively take care of stress related disorder and some mental health issues with the use of "Nature Based Therapy"

Stress related disorder and emotional trauma exist in all parts of the world. Due to the peculiarity of some individuals mental status, there are people that further degenerate into unpleasant mental health conditions. Some other unpleasant mental health conditions can be caused by other factors. If the individual have the financial resources or have relatives or friends willing to help in the engagement of a certified orthodox mental health therapist such can be assisted through such medium. Some countries in the World like the Developed Countries in the American, European and Australasian Continents have government incentives providing for such care.

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good writing, fiction or non-fiction tbh, comes from staring at the world really hard for a long time and then through words trying to reproduce the unseen experience of all that staring.

#writing #Cc: that Flannery O’Connor essay on the nature and aim of fiction #Anyway this post brought to you by what Nina said to me yesterday about my post on Good Friday #she said she didn’t even think ‘oh Maria wrote that’ she just thought ‘yeah that’s true’#like she was like ‘I can’t even give you credit for it because it’s just WHAT IT IS’#(she did give me credit but credit for finding the words not the reality)#and it was just !!!!! something just really CLICKED into place when she said that #writing is about putting unseen realities into words through the very concrete gift of language #as O’Connor quoting Conrad says ‘drawing out an invisible universe by means of a visible one’#because !!!!!!!!!! It’s about communicating not an abstraction but an EXPERIENCE #(Me teaching this article to my students: hey kids what is literature??? them tired but getting it: an EXPERIENCE not an abstraction)!#so writing is the meeting point of a gift with words. Or at least an ease with them #words have to be your MEDIUM. Your chosen means of expression #and actually having experiences from staring at reality long enough #just one or the other isn’t enough! and no by ‘experience’ I don’t mean some arbitrary bucket list of conventional items #as O’Connor says—anyone who has survived childhood has enough experience to last them a lifetime #but I do mean the experience of staring at the world #occasionally in flashes of clarity like this humility makes sense to me #a good writer is simply transcribing all sorts of things that exist outside of herself #and the clearer and more faithfully she does it the more she disappears #AND the more she is revealed #anyway of course writing is not just a literal transcription of reality. It’s about the gift of selection!!!!!!!#in other words: you have to be the right tool and you have to know how to use that tool effectively #And both of those take time but once you do you would see yourself as just a conduit. A translator for reality #anyway I just woke up very early and had some thoughts. these are the things that grow in me lately underneath the reality #of sickness and teaching and tiredness #anyway not saying I have achieved this lol. Though my Good Friday post came close!#I can say that because it was only one line

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Clan (Technoblade x demon!reader, Philza x demon!reader)

Word count- 2,210 Content Warnings- none that I can think of Ao3 link- right here.

My first post back in a while. I’m sorry about the absence to whoever might care- a lot of things popped up in my personal life that stressed me out, on top of my graduation fast approaching. But I’m back now, and this might not be the Karl or Ranboo fic that was promised, it is at least something. Those will both be coming within a week or two, I just need to finish up some stuff and then edit them. So follow if you want to see when I post those, or just reply on this post saying that you want to be tagged when I do post them. Enjoy! Reblogs are appreciated, as well as likes. So if you could just do both, that would mean the world to me!

Techno’s used to being alone. He lived the first hundred years of his life that way- until he met Phil. And then Phil left. And he was alone again.

But when he met Y/n, that all changed. He never had to worry about being alone again. Immortals are rare, and meeting another one is even rarer, but the two were inseparable. She never disclosed where she was from, or what the tattoos of strange runes on her body meant, and Techno knew better than to pry into matters that didn’t concern him, but he couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking about as she stared out the window with her eyes clouded over and memories of a past time playing in her mind.

When Phil came back, it was easy for the pair to fit him back into their lives. Even though Y/n had never met him before it was as if they’d known each other for centuries before then. The three easily settled into a calm daily routine and when they returned to their own houses in the little community they’d created for just them at night, they fell asleep having forgotten what life was like before they’d met.

The three gods never worried about what would happen when they were found. After all, they’re immortal. They’ve lived to see the rise and fall of countries, rulers, and everything else. Them of all people know that nothing is permanent. But none ever stopped to consider that what they had wasn’t permanent.

It started when Techno woke up in the morning. The arctic always lent itself to freezing mornings but this one felt colder than the others. It could be because he had expected to wake up with Y/n and Phil next to him on the couch, and was surprised that they would go back to their own houses. But it was much more than that- even if Techno couldn’t have known.

Phil and Techno looked in silence for any trace of Y/n around their community when the sun hit the middle of the sky and she still hadn’t shown her face. Any places she might have gone off to in search of quiet or a place to nap. But that didn’t appear to be the case and their search turned up empty and in vain.

Techno retreated into himself. He found the note she’d left when he and Phil returned from their search and he didn’t say anything, instead heading down to the basement in his small house and shutting himself in to work on ‘very important stuff’ as he told Phil. Phil didn’t believe him- Techno wasn’t exactly quiet in expressing the emotions he felt about Y/n leaving.

Phil wasn’t quite as emotional as Techno. He was more than two hundred years older than the pink-haired man. He was used to the constant ebbing and flowing of life, of the appearance and then disappearance of people. That’s not to say it didn’t hurt, but he knew that it’s the way of life. People come, and then they go. To stop it would be to disregard the nature of humans as a whole.

He was a little surprised when Techno came back up at the end of the night and, while silent, had refused to acknowledge that she’d even existed there in the first place. He ignored the building next to his where she’d slept and kept her belongings. Whenever Phil tried to bring her up, Techno would shut out the conversation and pretend he hadn’t heard him. It wasn’t healthy, and Phil couldn’t blame him because he was still young but he just wished he wouldn’t be so heartbroken to the point of refusing to acknowledge that she ever existed in the first place.

This went on for months. Almost a whole year had passed and the building that contained Y/n’s belongings went untouched. All the delicate keepsakes from past adventures, photos of strangers that neither of the men dared ask about, and the bookshelves lining almost every wall and so full of books from all over the world- it all gathered dust. Until finally she came back.

Phil almost didn’t recognize her at first. The tired weariness evident in the dark circles under her eyes and the dragging of her footsteps, but everything else was the same. The dark hair on her head now long enough to braid- much to his excitement- and the multitudes of runes covering her body, with the additions of quite a few now. One of the newest things though is the several piercings and jewelry that she’s wearing. The most prominent of which is the chain hanging around her neck, a medium-sized precious stone of unknown origin hanging off of it.

“Y/n…” Phil said, dropping the wood he held in her arms in favor of running over and embracing her.

She hugs him back, the feeling almost foreign to her now. But now that she’s back, she doesn’t intend on forgetting it again.

“Where’s Techno? I need to talk to you both.” Y/n mumbles into Phils' shoulder, and for a minute he feels the cold flush of fear at the thought of her leaving again.

“He’s inside his house. Here, I’ll take you there.” Phil can’t help but feel like he’s showing around a visitor. The community has changed quite a bit since she’d last been there but the dread-filled feeling that he gets at the thought of her leaving again, coming back to say that she’s leaving and never returning, is more than he could take.

“Techno. Where are you?” Phil calls out as he enters the house and the chill of the room makes him shiver.

“Downstairs.” A gruff voice calls back, followed by a grunt of frustration.

“Well, can you come upstairs real quick? We have a visitor.” The word is bitter on his tongue and the look that flashes quickly across Y/n’s face makes him wish he’d chosen a better wording.

“Fine.” The ladder creaks and then Techno is peeking his head through the hole that leads down the basement.

“Y/n. What are you doing here?” It’s not entirely a question, and Y/n winces at Techno’s harsh tone. “Why are you back now? What, was living out there not as good as you thought it was? Well, you can leave. We don’t want you back here. We’re doing just fine on our own.”

Y/n feels destroyed. She didn’t expect Techno to react positively to her return, but she didn’t expect this.

“Can I just tell you why I left?” She asks, and Techno snorts.

“Sure. Go ahead. Lay on us this wonderful reason.” Techno’s voice drips with sarcasm.

“There were some people I needed to find- had to find.” She says and Techno laughs.

“Really. That’s your reason. You had to go find some people so you left for ten months. You didn’t even think to tell us in person, instead, you just left a note. Hell, you could have taken us with you. We would have happily gone with you. I would have happily gone with you. I’d have done anything for you. But it appears that the feeling wasn’t mutual, since you barely bothered to leave a half-assed note telling us.” Techno shouts, having climbed fully into the room and stood towering over the girl.

“You don’t understand. This was not a trip you could have made. Neither of you would have been able to!” Y/n shouts back.

Phil backs away, settling into the couch on the other side of the room.

“What do you mean, I don’t understand. I understand perfectly. You abandoned us. You abandoned me. Well, you know what, I don’t want you back here. You need to leave. Get your things and leave. Right now.” Techno says and it feels like Y/n was just punched in the gut.

“What? Techno you’re not serious?” Phil’s astonished. Of everything he thought Techno would say to Y/n, this wasn’t one of them.

“Yeah, I am. Now get out.” Philza protests and Techno starts yelling at him as he tries to shove her out of the house.

“My clan was killed! I had to find their bodies!” She shouts out over the two men and Techno stops pushing her.

“Clan?” He asks and Phil stares at her blankly.

“You’re a demon?” He asks and Techno looks back and forth between the two.

“Part demon, yes. My clan was killed and I had to find them. I needed to know who was left. And… I’m now the leader of a clan that doesn’t exist anymore. They were all dead.” Her voice breaks at the end of her sentence, and the sorrow overwhelms her. She’d done a good job on the trip there and back of not crying, of ignoring what happened. But saying it out loud makes it real, and something inside her snaps with those words.

Suddenly the runes tattooed on her and the amount of gold jewelry she’s wearing makes sense to Phil.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Techno pulls her into his arms protectively.

Phil stands from the couch and joins them. The combined warmth of the other two hybrids is almost too much to bear, but Philza hugs them anyways. Y/n’s sobbing continues for a little longer, but soon it turns into muffled sniffles and the shaking of her body calms a little bit.

“It’s up to me now to find a new clan. Custom is that I have to either join one or find others to form one with. I don’t think I’ll be able to stay here. Most of them require you to live with the group.” Y/n whispers as she pulls away from the hug.

“No. I won’t let you leave. Not for a second time.” Techno says stubbornly, and Y/n shakes her head.

“I don’t have a choice.”

“Yes, you do. We’ll be your new clan. Even if you can’t give us the jewelry of your brothers and sisters like tradition dictates, we can still be your clan. Technically your clan doesn’t have to be other demons.” Phil smiles at her. Techno doesn’t know why Phil would know that, but he doesn’t question his knowledge either way. Phil’s lived a long life before he and Y/n came into the picture.

“You guys would do that?” She asks and he nods his head eagerly.

“Of course. We were already really close before- nothing’s going to be changing.”

“Yeah. What do we have to do to join your clan?” Techno asks.

“Well, we basically have to get married to each other. It’s really just an unbreakable promise to stay with each other and protect each other until we die. Soooo… forever. Are you guys sure this is what you want? Because once we do this we can’t go back.” Y/n looks at them in worry.

“Yes. We both want this. You belong here with us. Life was horrible without you here. I had to deal with Phil all alone. The full force of his attention was on me. It was a never-ending nightmare.” Technos voice is dry as he delivers the joke and Y/n laughs as Phil protests.

“Hey. You forget that I was equally as stuck with you. It’s not easy when you live with a piglin who never gets cold and forgets that not everyone is as lucky as him.” Phil says and Techno mimics his words.

“Whatever you say, old man. But Y/n, I’m a hundred percent serious about joining your clan. I never want to let you go again.” Techno says into Y/n’s shoulder.

“Yeah, it was so quiet without you here mate. And cold. So, so cold.” Phil wraps his wings around the two human furnaces and holds them close.

Even though he’s more than two hundred years older than the pair and knows the reality of life- that eventually they’ll get bored of each other or tired and leave- he finds himself wanting to never let go.

“Here, hold out your hands,” Y/n tells them as she pulls out of the hug.

The two men do so without hesitation, and Y/n places a ring in each of their hands. They’re heavy, made of an unknown metal to most who walk the earth and they’re burning hot to the touch as if they were just forged and taken out of the fire.

“But… you’re not supposed to?” Phil says and the woman shakes her head.

“It doesn’t matter if my clan is made of demons or not. I’m still going to give you guys the rings signifying our bonds.” She says and Phil nods.

“Now… who wants to go and slaughter some orphans?” Techno asks, clapping his hands together.

Y/n shouts yes and drops her bag on the ground, running out the door. Techno hangs back a moment, pausing only to look at his reflection in the mirror- at the heavy ring on his tusk. It’s stopped burning and has turned into a comfortable warmth.

“Hey, you good mate?” Phil asks and Techno smiles.

“Never better.” He eyes the half-demon waiting outside in the snow, her tail swishing on the ground behind her.

“Good. Because now there’s no getting rid of her.” Phil smiles and they join the girl waiting outside, ready for whatever adventures lie ahead.

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