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[hyuckiestarz]

stood up and applauded....

[heliosunny]

ONE LUCKY EGG MYDEI FIC AND MY LIFE IS YOURS‼️‼️🗣🔥🔥

LUCKY EGG

Yandere!Mydei x Reader

The gentle hum of the Lucky Egg Dispenser filled the room as you inserted the coin, anticipation building in your chest. The machine whirred, shaking slightly before dispensing a shimmering, golden egg that pulsed faintly in your hands. Its warmth was comforting, and you couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement.

3 days later.

“Let’s see what companion I’ve got” you muttered, carefully setting the egg on the table.

You barely had time to step back when the egg’s glow intensified, filling the room with blinding light. Before you could shield your eyes, a deafening boom shattered the tranquility, sending shards of light and energy flying across the room. The force knocked over furniture, cracked walls, and shattered your window.

Coughing amidst the settling dust, you squinted to make out a tall figure emerging from the smoke. His hair flowed down his shoulders, gleaming in the scattered sunlight. His golden eyes locked onto yours. His body, adorned with an aura of untamed power, stood proudly amidst the chaos he had just caused.

“Finally” the man said, his voice smooth yet commanding. His gaze softened slightly as he took a step closer. “You’re the one who summoned me.”

“What… what the hell was that?!” you exclaimed, gesturing wildly to the wrecked room around you. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? This place is unlivable now!”

His expression shifted, almost sheepish, as he glanced at the destruction. “It was… unintentional. But none of that matters. You’re mine now, and I’ll protect you with my life.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, frustration bubbling up. “I don’t even know who, or what you are, and now I have to deal with this! I’m going to have to move into a temporary apartment while they fix everything!”

The man’s brows furrowed, concern flashing across his face. “If it’s inconvenient, I’ll assist in any way I can. But first—” He reached out to you, his golden eyes unwavering. “Tell me your name.”

You hesitated before answering, feeling an almost magnetic pull toward him. As you told him, he repeated your name softly, a smile tugging at his lips. “Perfect. I’ll make sure nothing ever harms you.”

Still reeling from the mess, you decided to focus on the practicalities. Looking at him, his imposing stature, confident demeanor, and the sheer energy radiating from him—you had a thought. “You seem… powerful,” you said reluctantly. “I can’t keep you here doing nothing. Let’s get you some gear. If you’re going to be sticking around, you’re coming with me to the dungeon runs.”

His smile widened. “I’ll prove to you that summoning me was the best decision you’ve ever made.”

You weren’t so sure about that yet, but at least you could put his abilities to use. Grabbing your things, you motioned for him to follow, his gaze never leaving you as you headed toward the weapon shop.

The bell above the weapon shop door jingled as you stepped inside, the smell of steel and wood filling your senses. Mydei followed silently behind you, his golden eyes scanning the rows of weapons with an almost predatory focus. The shopkeeper gave him a wary glance, likely sensing the sheer aura of power radiating from him.

“You can pick anything you want” you said, gesturing to the displays. “But keep in mind, it has to be something you’re comfortable using in a dungeon.”

Mydei strode forward, his movements fluid yet purposeful, until he stopped before a rack of spears. His hand hovered briefly over a longsword, but he passed it by with little interest. His attention landed on a sleek spear, razor-sharp blade etched with faint golden runes.

“This one” he said, his voice calm but firm.

You raised an eyebrow. “A spear? Are you sure? Most people stick with swords for versatility.”

He turned to you, the faintest smirk on his lips. “With my strength, range and precision are all I need.” He lifted the spear effortlessly, testing its weight and balance before giving a satisfied nod.

The shopkeeper hesitated but eventually approached. “A good choice” he muttered, ringing up the weapon. You paid for it and turned to Mydei.

“Alright, let’s see if you can actually back up all this confidence in the dungeon.”

The dungeon was a chaotic labyrinth of shadowy corridors and roaring beasts, yet Mydei moved through it with calculated ease. His spear spun like an extension of himself, piercing enemies with a precision and force that made your jaw drop. Monsters that usually took you and a full party several minutes to defeat were falling in mere seconds.

You could barely keep up as his movements blurred, the sheer power behind each strike sending shockwaves through the dungeon. Each time you tried to cast a support spell, the battle would already be over, leaving you scrambling to follow him to the next group of enemies.

By the time you reached the dungeon boss, it was over in a flash. Mydei’s spear impaled the massive creature straight through its core, reducing it to shimmering particles before it could even attack. You stared at him, wide-eyed, as he calmly wiped the blood off his weapon.

“That was… insane” you finally managed, still catching your breath.

He glanced at you, his expression unreadable but his tone steady. “You expected less?”

You let out a half-laugh, half-sigh. “No, I guess not. With your build and the way you handle yourself, I should’ve known.”

He stepped closer, his golden eyes locking onto yours. “If it’s for you, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

You felt a slight heat rise to your cheeks at the intensity of his gaze and turned away, trying to focus. “Well, we’ve cleared the dungeon faster than anyone else probably ever has. Let’s just turn in these points and get out of here.”

As you both exited the dungeon, Mydei suddenly stopped and turned toward you. Before you could ask why, he bent down slightly and swept you off your feet, cradling you effortlessly in his arms.

“Hey! What are you doing?” you protested, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck for balance.

He glanced down at you, his golden eyes calm yet unwavering. “You’ve been walking for too long. You’ll tire yourself out.”

“I can walk just fine” you huffed, squirming slightly. “Put me down!”

He didn’t budge, holding you securely as if your protests were nothing but a formality. “No. It’s easier this way, and I’d prefer it.”

You sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing with him when he was like this. Mydei had made it abundantly clear that he didn’t care about how unconventional his actions seemed. If anything, he seemed completely at ease carrying you through the bustling streets, ignoring the curious stares from passersby.

“You know,” you muttered, trying to ignore the heat rising to your cheeks, “you could at least ask before doing this kind of thing.”

He tilted his head slightly, his expression softening. “Next time, I’ll ask. But my answer will still be the same.”

You groaned but eventually relented, leaning back slightly in his arms as he carried you toward the guild. Mydei’s habit of picking you up without warning was frustrating, but the way he carried himself—calm, strong, and entirely focused on you made it hard to stay mad at him for long.

Later that evening, the two of you stopped at a bustling tavern to eat. Mydei had already insisted on carrying you part of the way there, drawing curious glances, but the moment he stepped into the establishment, the room fell silent. His presence commanded attention, his towering build, sharp golden eyes, and the air of strength surrounding him were impossible to ignore.

Once seated, he ordered a feast that left the waiter blinking in disbelief. Plate after plate of roasted meats, stews, and fresh bread piled up on the table, and he devoured it all with the precision of a seasoned warrior fueling up after a battle.

The murmurs started soon after.

“Who is he?”

“He looks like a knight from some noble family.”

“Did you see the way he defeated that boss earlier? He’s not human, I swear!”

Some bold individuals, including a group of giggling girls, finally approached your table.

“Excuse me,” one of them said shyly, her cheeks flushed. “You’re… incredible! Are you a mercenary? Where are you from?”

Mydei paused mid-bite and turned his gaze toward you, silently asking for permission to answer. You blinked, caught off guard by his gesture. After a moment, you nodded hesitantly.

“I am not a mercenary” he said simply, his deep voice calm but commanding.

Another girl chimed in. “Then are you part of a guild? Or maybe a knight’s order?”

Once again, he glanced at you before responding. “No.”

The girls exchanged curious glances, their excitement undeterred. “Wow… You’re so strong and mysterious!”

A few men from nearby tables joined in, clearly intrigued. “You’ve got the aura of a seasoned warrior. What’s your training like?”

Mydei looked to you again, and you sighed. “You can answer that one.”

“I’ve trained my entire life for battle” he said plainly, his tone leaving no room for further questions.

Despite his succinct answers, the onlookers continued to hover, the girls swooning over his every word and the men admiring his presence. Yet, each time someone addressed him, his gaze would return to you, as if seeking approval.

It wasn’t long before the constant attention began to wear on you. You leaned closer to Mydei and muttered, “Maybe we should wrap this up before they start asking for autographs.”

He nodded, finishing his last plate with a calm efficiency that only added to his mystique. As the two of you stood to leave, the crowd parted instinctively, watching with awe as he followed you out.

The moment you stepped outside, he broke the silence. “You seemed… uncomfortable.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “You think? You’ve got half the town fangirling over you.”

“They’re irrelevant” he said firmly, his gaze locking onto yours. “You’re the only one I care to hear from.”

His bluntness left you momentarily speechless. With a sigh, you shook your head and started walking, already dreading the next time you’d be in public with him.

As the two of you walked down the quiet street, you heard a faint, distressed meow. Looking up, you spotted a small cat clinging to the highest branch of a tree. Below, a young child was crying, calling out for their pet.

Without hesitation, you stepped closer to the tree and glanced at Mydei. “Give me a boost. I’ll get it down.”

He frowned, his golden eyes narrowing. “You’re too short. Let me handle it.”

You huffed. “I can manage just fine.”

Before you could argue further, Mydei effortlessly plucked you up and set you on a sturdy lower branch, his strength making it seem like you weighed nothing. You climbed up carefully, reaching the trembling cat and scooping it into your arms.

Once back on the ground, you handed the cat to the crying child, who beamed with gratitude. “Thank you, thank you!” they said, hugging their furry companion tightly before running off.

As you brushed dirt off your hands, Mydei’s voice broke the silence. “You should eat more.”

You blinked, turning to him. “What?”

“To grow taller” he added casually, his expression serious. “You’re too small. A stronger build would help in dungeons.”

“Excuse me?” you snapped, glaring at him. “I don’t need advice from someone who thinks carrying me everywhere is a solution to everything!”

He tilted his head, unbothered by your irritation, and before you could continue scolding him, he stepped closer and pulled you into a hug.

“Hey! What—”

“It wasn’t meant to offend you” he said, his deep voice softer now. His arms tightened slightly, holding you close. “I just… don’t want you to be fragile.”

You sighed, the warmth of his embrace and the sincerity in his voice defusing your anger. “I’m not fragile, Mydei.”

“You are to me” he murmured, his tone unwavering.

Before you could respond, the soft glow of the streetlamps dimmed as the night deepened, casting long shadows across the cobblestone road. Mydei adjusted his hold on you, scooping you up as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Seriously? Again?” you muttered, too tired to fight him this time.

“It’s safer this way” he said simply, his golden eyes scanning the darkened street ahead. “You should rest.”

As he carried you home, the sound of his steady footsteps and the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing lulled you into a sense of calm. Though you’d never admit it out loud, there was something oddly comforting about the way he always insisted on protecting you, even if his methods drove you crazy.

It was a sunny day at the zoo, and you thought it might be a nice change of pace for Mydei to experience something calmer for once. He was quiet as usual, observing the animals with mild curiosity. His warrior-like aura felt out of place among families and tourists, but he stayed close to you, his presence drawing the occasional glance.

As you approached the lion exhibit, a commotion broke out. The gates to a new lion’s cage had somehow failed, and the massive beast leapt out, snarling in rage. The crowd screamed, scattering in every direction as the lion’s piercing eyes locked onto you.

You froze, the realization of its trajectory sinking in too late. The lion lunged toward you with a deafening roar.

But before it could reach you, Mydei stepped in front, his movements faster than your eyes could follow. With one hand, he caught the lion mid-air by its scruff, halting its momentum entirely. The beast thrashed and roared, but Mydei’s grip was unyielding.

Effortlessly, he turned and hurled the lion back into its cage as though it weighed nothing. The heavy clang of the gate slamming shut echoed through the stunned silence.

You grabbed his arm immediately, your heart pounding. “Mydei, let’s go! Before someone—”

But it was already too late. Gasps and murmurs rippled through the remaining crowd as people started pulling out their phones.

You tugged on his arm urgently. “We can’t stay here. Come on!”

Without resistance, he let you drag him away from the scene, his expression calm as if nothing unusual had happened.

Back at home, you flicked on the TV, only to find footage of the incident already playing on the local news. Blurry videos showed Mydei’s effortless handling of the lion, and the commentators were speculating wildly about his identity.

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. “This is exactly what I was trying to avoid!”

Mydei, sitting beside you, tilted his head. “Should I have let it attack you?”

You sighed. “Of course not, but maybe next time don’t—” You paused, realizing how absurd it was to scold him for saving your life. “Never mind. Just… try not to stand out so much?”

He didn’t respond, his eyes fixed on you instead of the screen. After a long moment, he said softly, “Standing out doesn’t matter. Protecting you does.”

Your face warmed, and you quickly looked away, deciding that arguing with him was pointless.

With your house finally repaired, it was time to move back. Mydei carried most of your belongings effortlessly, his usual habit of treating you like you were delicate extending even to the furniture. As you arrived, one of the repair team members approached with a wide grin.

“Y/N!” the man greeted warmly. “Long time no see!”

You blinked in surprise. “Oh, hey! It’s been a while.”

He chuckled, crossing his arms. “Guess fate brought me to fix your place, huh? We really pulled it together for you.”

“Thanks a lot. It looks amazing!” you replied with genuine gratitude.

The man’s gaze shifted to Mydei, who stood silently by your side, his imposing aura impossible to ignore. “And who’s this? Your bodyguard?”

Before you could answer, he smirked mischievously. “Wait, don’t tell me… is this the guy you ditched me for? You know, after that engagement I proposed in middle school?”

You froze, feeling your stomach drop. “What? That was a joke! We were kids—”

But the damage was already done. Mydei’s golden eyes darkened, his sharp gaze locking onto the man. A tense silence hung in the air as the atmosphere grew heavy.

“You proposed to them?” Mydei’s voice was low, cold, and dangerous.

The man, clearly oblivious to the brewing storm, laughed. “Relax, man. I was joking.”

Mydei’s expression didn’t waver, his focus still trained on the man as though weighing his worth. You quickly stepped between them, raising your hands. “Okay, that’s enough! Mydei, he’s just messing around. It’s nothing.”

After a long, agonizing moment, Mydei exhaled slowly, his gaze softening slightly as he looked at you. “If you say so.”

The man blinked, finally sensing the tension. “Uh… right. I’ll just… get going then. Nice meeting you, big guy.” He gave an awkward wave before quickly retreating.

As soon as he was out of earshot, you sighed. “You didn’t have to scare him like that.”

“He disrespected you” Mydei said simply, his tone still cold.

“It was a joke!”

“Even so.” He stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over you. “No one should think they can claim you, even in jest.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, already feeling a headache coming on. “Let’s just get everything unpacked, okay?”

Without another word, Mydei scooped you up, again, and carried you inside, leaving no room for argument.

“The highest-ranked individual in the dungeon remains undefeated. Known for their sheer strength and mastery over battle, Barette dominates the underground labyrinth, ruling over all who enter.” The news anchor spoke.

You leaned back against the couch, arms crossed. “Sounds like a king of the dungeon” you mused absentmindedly. “That must be cool.”

Beside you, Mydei sat in silence. His golden eyes were fixed on the screen, but his mind was elsewhere.

“Cool?” he repeated, his voice quiet, contemplative.

You nodded. “Yeah. If you’re at the top, you can do whatever you want. No one can stand in your way.”

For a moment, there was no response. Then, Mydei exhaled a soft chuckle. “I see.”

That was the last thing he said before he disappeared.

Days later, the news returned with a different story.

“A new ruler of the dungeon has emerged. In an unprecedented display of skill, a single individual has conquered its depths alone, surpassing all challengers before them.”

Your breath caught as the screen showed grainy footage- bodies of defeated opponents littering the battlefield, and standing amidst the wreckage was a lone figure. His spear gleamed under the dim dungeon lights.

Mydei.

You barely heard the rest of the report over the sound of your own heartbeat.

“You were right” came a familiar voice from behind.

You turned slowly, finding him standing in the doorway. His armor bore the marks of battle, his hands still wrapped in the scent of blood and steel. There was no arrogance in his expression, no need for praise, only quiet certainty.

“A king of the dungeon can have whatever they want” Mydei murmured, stepping closer. “Tell me what you desire.”

You hesitated, but his gaze remained steady, unwavering.

“I’ll obtain anything for you.” he continued, his voice almost gentle. “So long as you stay by my side.”

[nymphomatique]

-ahem after reading your nerd/loser!Miguel I just CANT ✊😩 ❤ I gonna need ask orrrr request something !...YOU MADE SOMETHING AWOKEN something in me that I i JUST can't explain😵😳 but NEED TO BE RELEASED (😏) and now today I wanted to request my take on it if that ok with you 😌😏

Ok hear me out nerdy loser/horny!Miguel x YOU GUESS IT popular/richfm!reader 😝!!!..

So let me explain the plot first 😌 .so let just say we never seen Miguel (it been an long time since) only remember that name while reader was in highschool and reader was one of Miguel bully I guess.. (even though she not the one laying an hand on him 😒😔) as she just watch as her popular group of friends bullied Miguel seeing him have tear down acting nothing like an man... ( what an man baby)'Which taught was more *interesting* about this nerd. but reader always think he was cute (I guess reader say it in her mind) even if he was an loser nerd at high school and more of an quite guy and only care for work.but the best part of Miguel in high school is that he ALWAYS obey no matwhat towards you/fm!reader 😩(god I don't know if I have to explain the next scene but I think I just hints some 😝😋 blow jobs overstuim- i mean many !! I want to see. Him cry on the desk while reader under it 🗣✊)

This is could be an flash back honestly I don't care 🗣🗣 I hope your doing great and having an awesome day

you were cooking nonnie‼️ i hope this translated well into writing. and yes timeskip crumbs 🤭

cw: no smut in this one folks! timeskip present, mentions of cannabis use, miguel gets bullied ;(, reader saves him tho dw, genuinely just fluff, teeny bit of d/s stuff, allusions to sex at the end. italic text is a high school flashback! enjoy 🫶🏾

“i cannot believe you had braces!” miguel laughs at your yearbook picture. you smack his arm and roll your eyes at his laughter.

“s’not funny. was only my freshman year.” you mumble,

“i’m just kidding honey, you’re still gorgeous, braces or not,” he says, kissing your temple. the two of you were sitting on your couch in your shared condo, looking at your old high school yearbook.

“you’re flattering me to get in my pants,” you quip. miguel wraps an arm around you and kisses your neck whispering low. “don’t need flattery to do that.”

you push his face away and snort. “when did you get so suave, mr. o’hara?” you question. “you weren’t as smooth in high school if u remember correctly.”

“you’d be right, but meeting you changed me for the better, no?” he flips the yearbook pages, finding his picture in the sea of others.

“maybe you changed me,” you say lowly.

“aww, come on pete, lay off him will you?” flash thompson laughs. “nah, he’s too easy,” peter replies. they had been roaming the halls, cutting class to smoke a joint. since peter was out early, he figured meeting you once your class period was over would be fun, high sex in the bathroom stalls was on his bucket list after all, and you never told him no when it came down to a good time.

in the midst of both flash and peter roaming the halls, they had ran into miguel o’hara, clutching his books in his hands during his free period, roaming the halls like them. nudging flash in his shoulder, peter made a show of miguel. he had pushed him into the lockers, feigning accident. miguel hit the rusted metal with a thud, dropping his books in the process.

“oh, did i bump you? my deepest apologies,” peter mocks, flash not even trying to hide his smile. miguel looks up from his place on the ground between the two, rubbing his shoulder that hit the locker. not worth it, he thinks, and moves to reach one of his books. before he can grab it, peter kicks it across the hall. miguel’s eyes stay focused on the ground. “aww, what happened? you got butterfingers, o’hara?” flash laughs.

“pick up your fuckin’ books, you’re blocking the hall,” peter directs towards miguel. miguel stays unmoved, pushing his glasses up his nose, eyes still glued to the floor. peters angry, feeling disrespected. “hey,” he says, and the hostility beginning to bubble in his voice is clear. “you fuckin’ deaf or what? i said pick up for fuckin-”

“the fuck is going on here?” you interrupt, seeing peter and flash freeze for a split second. you had left a while ago to go to the bathroom and skip class, but had decided to stop by your lockers, where you found peter and flash bullying some random.

“hey, baby,” peter begins. your eyebrow raises and he drops the act. “we uh- we were just tryna help h-”

“can it. i can smell the pot off you guys, fuckin’ gross. get outta here before you get caught with no hall pass,” you dismiss both peter and flash. peter makes way to kiss you goodbye but you move your head, your eyes telling him to get the fuck on.

when both peter and flash are long gone down the hall, you turn to miguel. “hey,” you say. he finally looks up at you and you see tears welling in his eyes. you wince, and wordlessly kick his book back to him. watching him gather up his books is almost disheartening, usually you laugh at something this pathetic. your feelings get the better of you, so you walk to miguel and buy your hand on his chin, lifting his head up to look at you. the eye contact sends a weird feeling in your chest, his tear stained brown eyes filled with emotion.

“chin up, dweeb,” you say, touching the tip of his nose and winking at him before you get up and leave, off to see what trouble peter found himself in.

miguel is in shock. that’s the first time he’s ever been talked to by someone popular. a popular girl at that. miguel looks back at your figure walking away, hips swaying with determination and he feels his heart swell in his chest.

“you gettin all sappy on me now, baby?” miguel quips. “funny. you must have forgotten what to address me as. i’ve been too nice to you,” you reply, your gaze intense. miguel swallows and his whole demeanour changes. “i didn’t forget, mistress,” he replies. you smile, getting up from the couch, pulling miguel up by his shirt to follow you.

“that’s my good boy.”

[rayshippouuchiha]

My God Ray have you seen the leaks for the latest JJK chapter? I'M SCREAMING??

Alright alright, so, Spoilers ahead in case you haven't and want to avoid this ask (or in case you do answer and your voidlings want to avoid spoilers)

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JIN IS SUKUNA'S TWIN BROTHER THAT SUKUNA ATE WHILE STILL IN THE WOMB??? The fact that KENJAKU of all people ended up as Sukuna's fucking SIBLING-IN-LAW LMAO I'M LAUGHING SO FUCKING HARD

Also it makes me laugh so much that Sukuna is beefing with his 15/16 years old nephew, but honestly? Peak uncle energy, if my sister had a kid I'd be beefing with them 24/7 as well ngl

BUT ALSO YUJI HITTING SOMETHING LIKE 8 CONSECUTIVE BLACK FLASHES? BREAKING NANAMI'S RECORD?? AND INO USING NANAMI'S WEAPON AND ACTUALLY HITTING SUKUNA??? I just know that Nanamin is watching them from the Afterlife and is feeling so damn proud of his kids 😭😭😭

AND YUJI CONFIRMED HAVING SUKUNA'S SHRINE CT? Yuji GOATdori coming in WITH A STEEL CHAIR 🙏🙏🙏

AND we don't have a break next week! I'm so hyped!! GEGE KEEP COOKING 🗣🗣🗣

OH god yeah I follow the leaks every week and this week was wild. For a bit there we thought the Sukuna-Yuji Twin Theory had been confirmed and I was just like YESSS Sukuna's beef was just the Cain Instinct all along!!

But then they dropped that it was a translation error and said it was Jin instead but either way it makes it 1000% more hilarious how much Sukuna just fucking can't stand Yuji.

Spent the whole chapter scared for Ino though, can't lie. I don't trust Gege not to kill him or Choso every time they on page.

But yes yes yes Itadori "Left, Right, Good-fucking-night" Yuji is back in the house with all those Black Flashes and it was glorious

[greenhorn-art]

An Incomplete Account of That Guy, Ye Xiu by TheDefenestrator

Fandom: 全职高手 | The King's Avatar

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

Words: 2,009

Chen Guo was not the first person to meet an adult “Ye Xiu”—he wasn’t that unused to pulling out his ID.

Collection: All-Stars: The King's Avatar Zine

ABOUT THE BOOK

FORMAT: Letter quarto (trimmed), flatback casebinding, french link stitch, no tapes

FONTS: Times New Roman, Permanent Marker [via Google Fonts], KaiTi

IMAGES:

MATERIALS: 24lb Xerox Bold Digital paper (8.5"x11"), 80pt binder's board (~2mm), 30/3 size waxed linen thread, 1.9mm cording, purple cardstock, Iris bookcloth: Grey Purple, DecoArt Crafter's Acrylic paint: Yellow Gold, 20lb printer paper, paste wax

PROGRAMS USED: Affinity Publisher, Bookbinder-JS

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Snapshots of people meeting Ye Xiu, only to later learn he is Ye Qiu. A fun little fic! This fic is pretty much the theme of my latest three binds.

On July 2, 2024 I opened my AO3 bookmarks, looking for a short fic to bind. By July 7 I had a set of three completed books with the same premise.

[First, Second, Third]

I went with a black-and-white theme for the typeset, based off of the symbols for the scene breaks. Primarily set in Times New Roman for continuity between the three books. Permanent Marker was added into the mix because I wanted something more bold to go with the scene breaks. Chinese characters are in KaiTi, my go-to Simplified Chinese font.

Each scene break is an icon related to the preceding scene. The symbols are special characters in the font Segoe UI Symbol. Each one is unique (mostly because I really wanted to use the mahjong tiles).

💤 [zzz]: YX slumped almost sleeping in an internet café

🖧 [Three Networked Computers]: the crowd of playing games in an internet café

🚬 [a lit cigarette]: YX buying cigarettes

📸 [camera with flash]: All the photographer's photos YX 'photobombs'

🀫 [the back of a mahjong title]: the games YX plays with the auntie

[2 avatar icons, larger one in front, smaller one behind and to the right]: Employees backstage wondering about YX's presence there all these years

💼 [briefcase]: The office job the shop owners think YX has

✈ [airplane]: The flight YX's on where he gives a harried mother's son a game to play

💻 [laptop]: At the start of a competition a staff member meets YX | YQ

[gamepad video game controller]: The boy from the plane YX gave his handspeed testing game to

🏃 [running person]: The store owners who refer to YX as "that nice running boy"

📷 [camera]: The photographers and editors who bemoan the fact that they've been editing out their god this whole time

[avatar with a blocked status symbol] - "he doesn't even work here"

🀨 [Mahjong Autumn tile]: the mahjong tile is face-up now that YX's identity as YQ has been revealed. I was considering using 🀈 the Two of Characters tile because the character on it is 萬 (SC:万 wàn) meaning 10 000 which is a myriad, and the 2 for YX's double identities. ('Myriad Manifestations Umbrella' is a bit of a misnomer: a myriad constitutes ten thousand, while the 千 in 千机伞 is one thousand).

🗣 [silhouette of head shouting]: "Guys check this out!" everyone in the internet café is excited that their local expert is God Ye

🏪 [Convenience Store]: the cashier who sells cigarettes

[mouse and keyboard]: the internet café manager

I added a black box (slightly askew) to the title and headings for a slightly more graphic, black & white design to go with the symbols.

For the bookcloth I went with a desaturated purple because it gives me vaguely inconclusive/unknown/mysterious/incomplete vibes. The endpapers are a matching (if more saturated) purple, following the bookcloth-endpaper coordination within this set of books.

After cleaning up the edges of the textblock by trimming them, I painted the edges, and made the endbands. Because the books are all so thin I was able to reuse some of the bookcloth trimmed off the corners of the case. (The rest of the offcuts go into a bag. I hoard my scrap cloth, thread, and decorative paper to add swatches in my bookbinding catalogue).

I printed out a variety of labels: different sizes, different dimensions, plain text, title page. I chose a 1.5" square formatted like the title pages, waxed the paper, then positioned it slightly above centre.

[dichromaticdyke]

🗣 - Silly question, especially since this is your blog and you can say/do whatever, but is there anything you've always wanted to talk about/say/ramble on about Skwisgaar that you feel like you've never had the chance or right opportunity to talk about?

*deep sigh* what a can of worms.

skwisgaar with the yard wolves. wolves are the ones who led him to his guitar, who chased him into the hole where he would find his destiny. they were there when he re-learned his destiny, standing with him as he become the first member of the band to learn of his divine nature. the wolves are there with him when no one else is. he's not a lone wolf, as much as he wants to believe he is. he has to run with a pack, just as the swedish wolves and the yard wolves do.

birds of prey. his ancient animal form being a white owl or falcon, the flash of the hawk or falcon or whatever (i'm not a birder idk what these are someone help me) in his "Ams a God" song along with the wolves. his freedom, his ability to tear anyone else apart, but his ultimate grace winning out.

the fact that he has the most drastic wardrobe shift from anyone else. the white-on-white with a swedish belt buckle contrasted to the rest of dethklok's dark colors, signalling him as an outsider, a foreigner, someone on the fringes of the band. he doesn't even speak in any of these flashbacks until he's arguing why he should be the only guitarist of dethklok. and not only does he change his tune on that, but realizing that he does need another guitarist to elevate himself is what finally gives him a connection to the rest of the band, shedding his white-on-white and swedish belt bucklet to darker clothes and a skull, more closely matching the aesthetics of everyone else.

his passion for playing guitar overriding anything else. his drive for perfection, even at the risk of his own body. i can't remember the exact moment i decided skwisgaar was mine, but if i had to guess, it would be the skydiving moment for that exact reason. he's dedicated to his craft, no matter what, in a way that no one else in the band can match.

he's goofy more than anything, and he longs for approval. he struggles both with his language barrier and his undiagnosed autism, but he desperately wants everyone else's approval, though he'd never admit it. the way he gets defensive and angry when no one likes his idea for murderface's gift always stands out to me. his debilitating insecurity goes beyond just guitar. it took years, but he does want to be included in the band, he does want to be friends and family with these idiots, but he's scared of abandonment and he has walls up by default.

he was in a million bands. they all either broke up, kicked him out, or he left. dethklok is the only one that worked out, and i think part of him always worried that they wouldn't. he got to a point with them that he felt like he didn't have to worry about that anymore, but then nate and pickles had to go and fuck that all up. he says, "i was gettings pretty used to dis gigs" as a wall, to act like he doesn't care, to try to convince himself not to care. but look at him in the press conference:

and look at him compared to the rest of the band:

he is visibly more upset than any of them. he cares about dethklok--the band, the music, his friends, his family--more than anything in the goddamn world. and it makes me fucking angry when people paint him as just the pretty, slutty, mean blond of the group, because he arguably has the biggest goddamn heart, he just hides it because of his fear of losing everything and his toxic masculinity. but fuck he loves them all so goddamn much.

[hoshigray]

Man this chapter is a mess y’all, I’m here for it. But I think our baby daddy Kuna is cooked fr and that makes me sad 🤧😔 love yuji tho, 8 black flashes is crazy

LMFAOOOOO NOW HOLD ON, LET'S NOT GET OUR HOPES UP TOO HIGH NOW ‼️‼️ This is Akutami Gege's manga we're talking about, so we know sukuna is definitely gonna shock us in for another time after this moment of peace (not having a break next week should be telling...). We shall see how kuna will one up this 😑

But round of applause for that sunshine baby, bc 8 BFs is insane bc that's double Nanami's record (ik he's looking down with a proud smile rn) like GO, YUUJI, GO!!! I was so proud like this kid is not letting this guy go, I'm over here grinning and shit like "HIT HIM AGAINNN 🗣🗣🗣" nah but fr tho, 10/10 chap, can't wait to see it animated in the next decade lmaoo.

[ducky-bah]

Medium template fore a Don Quixote introj based on her Fluid Sack E.G.O if possible please and thank you. funny fish woman with mental problems sign us up. Don Quixote? more like. fishxote.

-👁👁👁

Fishxote!!!!! Edit as needed!!

༄~𖦹︎ Name(/s) ➪ Wyvern, Creek, Nereus, Maris/Maros ༄~𖦹︎ Pronouns ➪ He/him, She/her, It/its, Fin/fins, Gill/gills, Salt/salts, Water/waters, Deep/deeps, Depth/depths, Bubble/bubbles, Fur/furs, Spot/spots ༄~𖦹︎ Gender ➪ Sapphknight, Genderocean, Marinic, Sealgender, Contraboygirl, Girlfail, Boyfail, Vaguegirl, Vagueboy ༄~𖦹︎ Orientations ➪ Torqueromantic, Amoromantic, Sapphic, Lesbian ༄~𖦹︎ Age ➪ 20s ༄~𖦹︎ Species ➪ Human [Could secretly be a selkie if you're just a chill guy] ༄~𖦹︎ Role(/s) ➪ Energetic Alter, and/or Confidence Holder, and/or Tank ༄~𖦹︎ Source or Theme ➪ Fluid Sac Don Quixote [LBC] ༄~𖦹︎ Appearance or Faceclaim ➪

➪ Art Links; [Official art] ༄~𖦹︎ Likes ➪ Seals, selkies, cold/cool water, swimming, meats (especially dried or cured meats), salty vegetables (think like seaweed or pickled vegetables), sunsets, sunrise, collecting things (sea glass, shells, etc), the beach, storms ༄~𖦹︎ Mixed Feelings ➪ Boats, fire, sudden noises, marshmallows, cats, whales ༄~𖦹︎ Dislikes ➪ Hot and dry climates, losing things, coffee, sharks, sailfish, strong winds ༄~𖦹︎ Proxy Option ➪ 🌊🫧/🐟⛈️ ༄~𖦹︎ Extra Note(/s) ➪ Soggy. Arrives at the function by a tsunami (may seems to materialize under the induced flash flood waters and steps out likes some soggy guy). /Half-Joking. Likely interested in trying narwhal meat.

beach volleybALl 🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥

R-I-P Fluid Sac Don Quixote you would had loved having a hyperfixation on selkies.

[lightsiided]

say my name. 🗣

* intimacy memes | selectively accepting

     it's late, but she knows there are still PEOPLE around. the hospital is never empty, and the risk of being caught remains -- which is why she has been trying to be quiet. so at the command, her eyes flutter open, and the first whisper of "thor," she gives is sharp, warning. ordinarily, a comment about his ego would be quick to follow.

but this time, the firmness of her voice is betrayed by the breathy gasp that follows as the slow, leisurely rock of his hips gain speed. ever so slightly, she can hear the supply rack her back is pressed up against start to RATTLE. "thor."

rey's hands find his face, holding it still so their eyes can lock. for a moment, she's distracted by the bare handsomeness of it. in the dark, thor's eyes are a vivid blue, his teeth a flash when he smiles so GENTLY at her. even now, he exudes a kindness that catches her by surprise every time. her heart thuds in her chest.

then her fingertips press into his jaw and she pulls him into a kiss, muffling her sighs against his lips. they move in perfect sync, heads angling to make the best use of the small space they're tucked away in. she arches her back, lifting her hips to get closer. the rattling behind her becomes more pronounced, but the sound is less of a CONCERN, now, fading away to the back of her mind.

her teeth catch his bottom lip when they break apart. one hand slides into the hair at the back of his head, and her mouth drags along his cheek until it's right beside his ear. they're both still in their scrubs, undressed just ENOUGH to be able to make this quick. rey's free hand drags its nails up his bicep with delight, pushing beneath his sleeve. the hands that had distracted her before they stole away in the closet grip her hips in a way that she hopes will leave a mark.

forgoing kissing for a few minutes is a compromise that will afford them the ability to stay quiet and thus, uninterrupted. now her moan of "THOR," is made directly into his ear, lips brushing his skin with the shape of it. a series of quiet whimpers follow the sound, and then again, "thor -- thor, please. fuck, that feels good, thor."

@othunderous

[stayxlix]

AYY MOOTERS ON MOOTERS THEY KNOW HOW TO MOOT! TUTTER PULLING TO THE PARTY IN MY CRAZY PINK WIG!!!! BEST WRITER? BEST WRITER? BEEN A FAN SINCE PART ONE!

I was getting beaten to lunacy, depression, delusion, confusion even. I got the 1st grade knowledge beat out of me with this one, i couldnt count for a sec. My vision got all blurry, thought this was chapter 17 for a minute there👹

Bitch, out the gate you be coming in HARD. You know how to set the mood, I get scared for their asses! It feels like being on drugs or something (though i aint never been on drugs, but this is how i imagine it feels like👀) I visualize like I ain't ever visualized before, put on some music reading this at night, DAYUM🛐‼️

I reread this tasty ass story atleast once every week. It's tradition at this point.

1."The physical contact was grounding—you were grounding. A lifeline anchoring Felix to the reality he so desperately needed to return to." This fucked me up😪 So beautifully written!

2. "How he'd transformed from someone potentially willing to end your life, to someone committed to protecting it at all costs." Had to pause, take a breather, and look out my window to reflect on who I am as a person, then keep reading. Absolutely Precious.

3. "Some day," he dropped his voice, "When all of this is over, I'm going to carry you back into that palace." His lips found the curve of your jaw, trailing a heated path down. "I'm going to take my time with you, princess," he nipped at the sensitive skin on your neck, causing your core to flutter with anticipation. "And then," he whispered, "I'm going to lay the world at your feet." I was hyperventilating baby I couldn't breath for shit reading this 👀

4. "Minho sighed in annoyance, as if holding a conversation with you was some sort of burden. “I didn’t want to discuss it with the others,” he snapped." TIRED, TIRED OF THE WAY HE TREATS ME. (Jk lol I get his stress but chill out, damn.)

5. "You were always mine," Felix breathed, "before we met, before all of this, you were never their princess," he leaned in, pressing his lips to your forehead. "You were always mine.” I had to stop reading and get some water, my throat dried out.

6.“You can’t,” Felix emphasized. A distant look clouded his eyes, a flash of whatever it was that had crossed his features after the nightmare seemed to resurface. “You grew up with servants to meet your needs while the rest of us bled for every scrap of food and warmth. You can’t understand, y/n. And even if you could, it won't change who I am or what I've done. The blood on my hands will never wash away.” This is where the problem occurs. Cuz what are you implying? You ate this part so much you gotta be locked away like that one song. 🗣 IM LOCKED UP THEY WONT OUT, THEY WONT LET ME OUT IM LOCKED UP🗣

7. "Go collect your friend," the man waved a hand at the door, "I will shelter you for the night. You're young, exhausted, and it looks like you've been through quite a lot." I LOVE HIM ALREADY DAMMIT

8. You knew this would not last forever with him. Nothing ever does. And you wondered if you will ever be able to accept that, even when you no longer have a choice. But in that moment, Felix was there. You extended a hand, and he was warm. He was real, and he felt more like home than anything ever had. You loved him too, and it was a feeling you did not dare let go." MY HEART! RIPPED OUT MY CHEST! I CANT BREATH! IM SOBBING!IM DEVASTATED.

IM FEELING LIKE IM ON THE LAST BITE OF MAC AND CHEESE ON THANKSGIVING, IM GUTTED, I DONT WANT IT TO BE OVER!!

But as always, let me calm down and get a lil sensitive. I love you my pookie bear❤️✨️

Your adding some good into my world with this story that i really need. Its like the same day everyday for me, then out of the blue, you pop up and you give me something to look forward to.

Like most people, there's lots of things I need to be distracted from, and you do just that for awhile❤️ I appreciate this lil story more then you could know, and I always get SO happy seeing you posted a new chapter. I can tell how much passion and effort you put into this story, and I applaud you for that🫶❤️ Take your time, take care of yourself, and feel no pressure on when you need to put a new chapter out, YOU should always come first❤️ -👹

hihi my spicy little👹💕once again, i truly have no words for how thoughtful and sweet all of this is. im so grateful to have you with me on this journey (since part one, day ONE) and im so glad its been able to keep your interest after all these months.<3

"got the 1st grade knowledge beat out of me" literally had me CACKLING please!!😭✋ your excitement and the photos you send (which are hilarious too btw) always have me grinning from ear to ear. i swear my favorite part of reading feedback from you is that i will NEVER be able to predict whats coming next.😂 seriously though, im so glad youve been able to immerse yourself in the story like this (if we're being honest i definitely lose touch with reality a little bit when i get lost in writing it lol) but im so touched that it could evoke such a response in you too. (ps "i reread this tasty ass story atleast once every week. It's tradition at this point" might just be one of my favorite compliments ive EVER received about my writing. this is literally one of the nicest things you can tell someone who writes imo🥹).

MY HEART! RIPPED OUT MY CHEST! I CANT BREATH! IM SOBBING!IM DEVASTATED

(okay but why is this literally me reading any of your asks) this was also one of the most fun parts of the chapter to write omg. i love writing the end of a chapter so much that sometimes its the first thing i do.🤭

the detailed journey through each little part of the story that you go through in your asks always leaves me on cloud nine.!!! i love this so so much, i swear it does not get any better than when someone quotes the story back to me.<33 so thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to share your thoughts on these specific moments. i loved reading every. single. one.💕

Had to pause, take a breather, and look out my window to reflect on who I am as a person I was hyperventilating baby I couldn't breath for shit reading this 👀 I had to stop reading and get some water, my throat dried out.

(also btw if it makes you feel any better i had a similar reaction to ALL of these after i typed them out. felix really does things to me, i probably need an intervention or some shit but here we are.🥹)

knowing that this story adds a touch of goodness to your world means more to me than i can ever express. :( im sorry to hear that you’ve got some challenges to face, but like you said i know we all do from time to time, so im just forever grateful that my writing can provide a little distraction for you in the midst of the everyday chaos.<3 (ps. if things ever get too rough, you know where to find me!!❤️)

okay okay i’m cutting myself off here, but i really do appreciate the little reminders to take my time and prioritize self-care too.<3 the way you express yourself is so unique, please never change. i love that you’re as insane and unhinged about this story as i am.🥹 as always thank you so much for the continued support, it is more appreciated than you could ever know.🤗💕

[anuragaggarwal1]

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[goldenthreadstories]

🗣+ Edward Elric and Sora Ryuu !

@xheartpages sent in a thread for Edward and Sora!

"Hey do you wanna see a magik trick?"

"Don't you mean just seeing you use Alchemy, though your Alchemic technic is rather unique."

"I've told you before Elric, I don't use Alchemy it's Magik." Okay Sora had usually made it so it looked more like Alchemy than it was, they didn't want to break Edward's mind.

Edward raises an eyebrow now as Sora reaches over to his head after showing him their hands, nothing in them at all as they did approach closer, though he trusted the other, after all they acted a bit of a caretake in the manor, he still tensed up just a little.

He heard soft mutterings of words in a language he did not understand and saw the flash of green just softly in Sora's eyes. They moved back now as they seemed to smile at their handy work. Looking at the window he had been sat near in the library, he could see his reflection, to see the addition of red and blue crystals in a crown around his head.

He's now turned back to Sora and confusion has lightly set into his features and suddenly he's burst into a million curious questions, curiosity and wonder had fully set in about Sora and their abilities to create without the exchange.

Sora is smiling and laughing lightly in return, a mirrored reminder of how they were as a child but also how they could still be when curiosity took over.

[thexbox]

K so...

Let me just recap what I think we learned today.

Boy = girl

Girl = boy

Lover = wraith

holy ghost = drugs = fly

Love = run

👁 > 👁👁

🤫 > 🗣

👰‍♂️🧕🥷

🛀💣💥

Got it.

Todo get your ass back from space.

Or dont

Forgot you wanted to be eaten alive

Ever get that weird creepy numb tingly feeling in ur nose?

Sometimes I wonder why this was the ascension path I chose for myself when I was planning my life pre-incarnation

Maybe I'm just a dumb dumb

[their80smichelle]

alright gonna do top 3 and im on desktop so I can't get the cheers emoji but it's me lol

fav beverages:

corona, double lime with chamoy on the rim and tajin, it's rly savory and the spicy flavor is so fire

cheerwine float (optional dark rum shot), the last one i had was on a picnic by a rushing river with a pretty girl sitting next 2 me so it feels special

pepsi double lime double cherry = pepsi wild cherry zero mixed with half a spoon of maraschino syrup and juice from 2 lime slices, stirred and poured over ice

im also a big grape juice fan i love that it tastes like an aluminum can

fav foods:

watermelon - not as much a summer weather enjoyer bcs i get hot flashes but watermelon makes it worth it. it's one food that you can eat a lot of and feel satisfied but never too full for seconds. my dad taught me how to pick them too since he used to be a gardener and understood what makes the sweet ones grow.

coleslaw - but only the way my dad taught me how to make it, everyone who does it only with apple cider vinegar is wrong. everyone who makes it way too sweet is wrong. ur all wrong only my dad is right. i can legit eat an entire bag of slaw by myself just from coleslaw salad.

carolina style backribs - slow cooked for 4-5 hours with the sauce caramelized at the last minute...godddd there's literally nothing better. and sucking out the bone marrow from the bones too

fav color:

green - never seen a green that i didn't at least partially fw

red - used to be my #1 but im trying to cultivate a gentler spirit

black - looks good in most things and lots of different shades.

my questions for u are:

do u like to watch sports at all?

if you went to university, what was your major? if not, what is ur dream career?

Hii hope you had a great day ! 🍻

You have pretty great choices🙏🏼 I look very basic beside to you but I don't go out so I don't get to try stuffs XD

I like sports yeah ! Mostly watching Basketball ! And football with my dad too !

I'm actually at university and I'm struggling af :') not going to validate this semester for sure but maybe the second one I hope🤞🏼

I'm in Musicology superior studies and it's long to explain but I study music History since 9th century until today's music (of course in different classes with different professors) and we just finished studying The Beatles now we're studying The Rolling Stones and it's obvious my professor is a Beatles fan and not A Stones one XD

My dream career would be to play guitar or bass on stage with a band but I have no skills and no band so I'll wait maybe to go in England cause it looks like they're more into music and little bands than in France :')

I don't really have a dream job beside it maybe why not trying to be a roadie or something, I want to travel with music🗣

Or even a manager why not ??

I have a lot of ideas just to stay into the music universe XD

How about you ? ^^

[the-kiss-of-wet-asphalt]

Why are they so butthurt💀

It's giving John ward, the famous catholic religious icon🗣🗣✝️✝️💯⛪️⛪️⛪️⛪️⛪️🔥🔥🔥

It's a fucking horror game whose final boss does a little happy dance and asks if the main character has life insurance in little gay rainbow gay rainbow equals gay rainbow flashing flashing equals gay bar drag pride festival flashing text

The creator, a christian (catholic, i believe), has canonically posted a picture of his characters holding their respective pride flags in support of tumblr humor

If you want to claim Faith, catholicism cult- i mean community, this is the material💁

Unless they're using the term "fandom" the wrong way, this is canon content in a game made by a catholic. Idk but i think the call's coming from inside the house you guys

Sure, you might be a popular FAITH artist, but has your art ever been used by a Christian hate group to lament the "tumblrification of catholicism"?

Happy pride month everyone!

[brits4gerardway]

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i am 17, plz do not dm me if you are under the age of 15 - this is just a boundary I'm setting as someone almost turning 18 and not being good at checking the ages of moots who dm me / not being able to know, thank you + sorry :(( /gen

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I will always try my best to use tone indicators !! if not in the post itself, they should be in the tags

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THIS BLOG BELIEVES IN FREEING PALESTINE 🇵🇸

Over time, I will be adding more and more ways that you can support Palestinians, even if you are not in the place to give money. Please remember to spread awareness and certified resources (such as gofundme links) for Palestinian families so that their reach is higher

See below this resource of the three largest contributors to the genocide that you should stop supporting. This method has been PROVEN to work so long as it is consistent.

This is a link to a free daily click site. This is one of many ways you can easily help Palestinian people, and it takes less than a minute to click the button!

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edit: just an extra note, thank you sm for reading this far if you've looked further into my intro post, it really does mean a lot <3 ^^ /gen