#writing expirements

[zephyrchama]

Demon brothers weaponizing their incompetence in the human world to get your attention. Your realm is sooo different to the Devildom, they need you to help them. These ancient and powerful beings are stumped by the incredible inventions of human ingenuity.

Or maybe they're taking advantage of you to monopolize your time.

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Beelzebub, who had been using a fork just fine all day, suddenly forgets what it's for when you walk into the room. He fiddles with it in his hand and asks, "How does this human fork work?

You respond, confused, "It's the same as any fork? Literally the same as the Devildom, you just... stab the food and put it in your mouth."

"Belphie said human forks are different. You might have to feed me."

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Asmodeus comes to you in a bath robe, which he managed to put on just fine by himself. "I don't know how human baths work, you'll have to take one with me!"

Belphegor's request is simple. He's already laying down, half asleep, when he grabs your wrist and demands, "Show me how the bed works."

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"Lucifer, your brothers are driving me crazy again," you complain, having fled to the eldest's room for a moment of reprieve.

Red eyes peer at you from over the rim of his glasses. There's the faint curl of a smile on his lips. "Are they, now? Stay in here as long as you need."

[draculasweedsmokinggirlfriend]

Let's not pretend that Oscar Wilde isn't spinning in his grave so violently we could entirely switch to green, renewable energy at this news of Dorain and Basil being portrayed as fucking siblings in this new show

[homkamiro]

🐭🐶🐱

[crabsnpersimmons]

New 'Do, Same You now on Ao3!!

it's here! my silly hairdresser AU that sparked from my silly page of doodles is now a fic!! i hope you'll give it a read!

In the mood for something new? Come on in for a new hairdo! Day or night, dusk or dawn, Find what you're looking for at the Shooting Star Salon!

EDIT: they're handing out coupons for the salon! 20% off all services! Not valid with other offers. Valid until end of January 2025. (some of them are drawn in crayon by Clip himself 🖍️)

[spelled-like-pajamas]

Something I don't think I've ever seen someone talk about with TF2 (though there probably is someone) is a small detail in the Expiration Date video (which came out in June of 2014, for context that's important later). For context, here's the clip in question:

Did you catch something small? When Scout stands up and says he'll do the date without Spy's help, Spy does something he rarely ever does, something absolutely tiny, but that speaks volumes.

He smiles. A genuine, non-snarky smile.

If you were to watch this when it first came out, and notice this detail, I'd not make any sense, really. Why would he be smiling, when Scout is arguing with him, telling him that he's wrong, basically saying he just wasted his supposed final hours on this world teaching him something he's not going to use?

But then, in January of 2017, nearly 2 and half years later, and (okay spoilers but this has been around for like more than 7, nearly 8 years since posting) it is all but directly shouted from the heavens that Spy is Scout's father. And all of a sudden, this small detail, Spy's smile, takes on a whole new meaning.

As Scout's father, Spy is proud of him.

Even though for what has been presumed to be the finals days of their life, even though Spy has taken ever opportunity to belittle him, to tell him he is a failure and this won't work, that he won't get Pauling (which he probably won't regardless since she is, much like the Spy-Scout relationship, pretty much confirmed to be a lesbian), Scout stands up to him. He stands his ground for something he wants to at least try to do.

And Spy smiles because he is proud of his son for learning one of the best lessons he could ever teach him: stand up for yourself when you believe in something and really want it. He never got to teach him so many things with how he never got to be involved in his raising because of his job, but over the course of 3 days they have, he gets to teach him so much, and leaves him with the most important advice without even saying it.

And it helps to explain a good bit more. It explains why the only reason he interrupts isn't to talk back or put him in his place, but remind him that he's got a date to get to, and his smile only fades when Scout just flat out insults him, like he ruined their father-son bonding moment. It explains why he's so attentive, watching him attempt to start the date, and why when he seems him next, instead of telling him something snarky or rude, or telling him to fight better, he reminds him there is someone he needs to make an apology to, and try to give him the space to take care of that admits the chaos.

Spy can't show it, but he is proud of his son.

Anywho, happy 100th post (took me long enough). Hope to be more active on here, and post more things, and maybe even show off some cool things I make. But to everyone who has been a part of this, from the voice overs on YouTube that first intrigued me to check this place out, to the few but wonderful mutuals I'm so lucky to have, to every weird and amazing person that makes this site somewhere we can call home, I thank you!

okay, bye!

[moechies]

aaa hi everybunny !!!

i can’t believe the month i’ve just had an im wholly greatful for everybody who has wanted to check up on me during my haitus !! i love you all so much and im so glad to say that i’ll be slowly coming back and pushing out gud contents >:3

this last month and a half has been an actual battlefield for me omg . school, searching for employment and not to mention LOSING THE LOML 💔💔💔???

i hate to say but that man was a great reason why i stopped all activity on tumblr — and i simply haven’t found the drive to come back until now despite my mind flooding with ideas. i never thought in a million years i would almost stop using tumblr , as ive been on this app almost everyday for 4 years but..

i am back and happier than ever (not really i miss him sb) !!! and i love you all most importantly <3 thank you all for the endless support and love , and i will reply to all of your asks and love very soon. ♡

[cagenewman]

WHO: Cage & @brooksienewman

WHEN: August 4, 2024

WHERE: Newman Family Farm

This felt like old times. Cage and Kellan, the back porch rocking chairs, a couple of beers, lightning bugs flickering in the fields of bushes... and long, long conversations about life. He had spilled every last detail of the past week to his older brother, filling him in on the events of the past week without sparing anything, and when he was done, he felt... moderately better, he had to admit. And the silence? The chirp of crickets, the hoot of the owl, it was welcoming. As things always were back home. "I swear I didn't ask to talk just to unload on you, either," Cage laughed, looking over at his brother as he took a swig of his beer. "I have a favor to ask."

[blueskittlesart]

it is kind of funny in a painful sort of way that because several hundred people recommended genshin impact to me purely due to it blatantly ripping assets from botw back in like 2021 i now have a worm in my brain that forces me to log in once a month and witness the death of video games as a creative storytelling medium

[mrmeepsmadmind]

thunderhowl doesn't even like to lick mechs (he'll sometimes lick rocks or random objects to help decipher what it is if his smells can't help with its history) because he likes to keep up his elegant knightly air but. also. he likes seeing that seemingly impenetrable wall of soundwave's superiority complex Crack a little with the impudence of Utter Disgust

[so-very-small]

no one in the world had a better day than me yesterday. 350mg weed gummy. the 2024 Godzilla/Kong movie. i was a kid on christmas. i love a giant kaiju i love giant monsters i love the gt of it all. the gt horror of it all. absolute time of my fucking life. godzilla is my wifeeeee :3

[a-drifting-mannequin]

Language Barrier

Fandom: Sonic (MOVIE) Pairings: Dr. Eggman | Dr. Robotnik/Agent Stone; Stobotnik Warnings: Minor violence, mild blood, cussing and offending Chapter 6 (final): Interrogation -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Stone groaned and stared up at the ceiling, nearly bored out his mind if it wasn’t for the constant voices in the background keeping him awake. His hair was disheveled, sticking out in different direction and Stone’s internal professionalism screamed at him to groom it back in place. He pulled at his restrains again only to feel rough ropes that was sticky from blood grind against his bruising wrists

“Stone, you imbecile, can’t even keep your eyes open?” Robotnik said from behind him, voice rough but never losing its little spark of humor. The mustache that Stone always see was in the same condition as his hair.

Stone huffed, not quite a laugh but if he could, the sound of his laughter would echoed in the room. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the energy to do so.

Looking back in front of him, a waiting fist greeted his bloodied face, but no sound came out of the agent. Robotnik just hummed at the action, barely caring that his assistant got punched. Stone didn’t know whether to feel glad that the doctor didn’t mind his weakness or feel hurt about the fact that he was easily replaceable if he died here.

“What the hell is wrong with the agents at G.U.N these days?” A guy with a red bandana around his neck asked from the far corner, tossing back and forth a fancy looking butterfly knife, seeming bored of the two bounded to the chair already. Stone licked at the blood dripping down and grimaced at the lack of respect for the doctor.

“Shut the fuck up, man. The boss asked so we gotta do it.” Another replied, this one with a full mask on, designed after the Japanese yokai mask. The answer he gave to the bandana-wearing guy was vague, which wasn’t helping Stone on what exactly they wanted from him and Robotnik.

“He’s right though, it’s as if they were all sent here ‘cause they want to die.” The single girl in the room spoke up, smoke escaping her mouth as she did so.

The vape hung and dangled in front of her chest, bright pink in color, opposing to everyone else’s clothing color. Her hair was slightly spiked, dyed in a bright lime color that Stone found distasteful. He resorted to calling her ‘Lime’ after a while of staring. She did mumble under her breath about him being creepy, Stone resisted the urge to tell her that he was a male attracted person.

Robotnik scoffed and spat blood out beside his feet, watching it for a while before sighing. That particular ambush didn’t do the doctor any good, and it pained Stone to see Robotnik in such a state. Professional or not, anyone can make mistakes, Robotnik had to admit that to himself.

The doctor was just as bored as he was, and the rescue team was taking longer than expected. Stone had run a handful of scenarios over in his mind, finding a reason to way the rescue team was late. None seemed probable enough.

Rookies can’t do anything right.

The light in the room flickered for a moment, plunging the pair and anyone else in the room in temporary darkness. Stone’s shoulders hurt and his elbows ached, but the rope around his wrists remained persistent. The doctor probably felt the same, though he had started bouncing his knee up and down in order to simulate his brain.

“これらの馬鹿は、あなたを退屈させているのですか、ストーン？” Robotnik turned his head slightly to look at the battered agent behind him, his tone questioning.

Stone understood the language, understood what the doctor said but was unsure if he should reply. Every other time when the doctor spoke a different language, Stone had feigned ignorance to all of them. But now, the doctor seemed like he needed the talk, like he desperately needed Stone to respond.

With a low chuckle, Stone nodded and turned his head to one side to look at the doctor’s face better. “はい、先生。もしもっと良く知っていたら、これらの馬鹿たちと一緒にいるよりも自分のチンコを切り落としたいです。” Robotnik barked out a loud laugh, throwing his head back towards the ceiling and squeezing his eyes shut. Stone chuckled weakly along with him, knowing what he said would probably sound inane to someone who didn’t understand his and the doctor’s humor.

The men (and Lime) who were still in the room with them nearly jumped out their skin, looking towards the source of the laughter with genuine confusion – and some with fear – in their eyes. Tears formed in Stone’s eyes from how hard he was beginning laugh, causing him to lean forward and almost toppling over and land on his face, which earned another delightful bark of laughter from Robotnik. Only if they could be like this more when they’re alone together.

“You know Japanese, right?” A guy Stone hadn’t noticed appeared out of the shadow, hair dyed in an array of blue hues. That reminded him about that damned hedgehog.

The question that little Mr. Blue asked seemed to be directed towards Yokai Mask. Stone remember that they’ve mentioned each other’s names at some point, but it was pointless remembering it, so Stone came up with little nicknames to give them instead.

Yokai Mask seemed surprised by the question, his hand reaching up to adjust his mask a little. “Yeah, but I’m not that fluent in it!” He argued, arms stretched out on either side of him, as if the situation would get better on its own.

Several of them sighed, little Mr. Blue’s face twisted into anger, fists ready to punch Yokai Mask. Fortunately for him, Bandit (the guy with the red bandana) came over and patted him on the shoulder.

Robotnik scoffed at the display, looking back at Stone to receive the same wordless opinion. The display, to put it lightly, was pathetic.

“Ти закінчив, чи нам потрібно викликати твою маму сюди?” Robotnik asked, punctuating the sentence with a yawn later on, which managed to get another weak chuckle out from his assistant. “Trời ơi, mày là con lồn nhát cáy!”

“Bác sĩ, đừng có gọi thằng đó như vậy.” Stone replied, trying his hardest to keep down small giggles that threaten to turn into fits of laughter. “Thằng nhỏ có cu nhưng nó giống đồ đàn bà hơn.”

That particular insult seemed to hit the doctor’s fancy as he usually valued the terms and idioms of different cultures. The English language didn’t have enough insults for Robotnik to use, so the genius resorted to different languages to better express his anger.

Based on observation, Stone realized one of the men in the room with them, leaning against the far wall with a grimace on his face, understood the first insult that the doctor had said. Trusty Ukraine soldier - with the flag tattooed on the back of his right hand – circled the pair, stopping in front of Robotnik with murderous intent. The doctor didn’t flinch, didn’t react to the punched that hit his face, didn’t make a noise as a blow was directed towards his abdomen.

Now, now Stone was thoroughly pissed.

That was only putting it gently.

Luckily for all these idiots who dared to lay a hand on his doctor, the door to the room they were in nearly flew off of its hinges as the rescue team G.U.N sent quickly crowded the small room. Stone ordered them to get the doctor out of his restrains first before he was free of his own. Although none of them seemed to take the order lightly, they still did as they were told. Soon, both men and the rescue team exited the building with minimum screaming.

Several apologies were tossed Stone’s way, mostly about how the situation wasn’t able to reach the comms in record time. Stone brushed them off, smiling weakly as he told them that everything was under control either way.

When one of them – assuming a rookie - apologize for not getting him out sooner, completely disregarding the doctor’s situation by her tone of voice and how she was getting friendly with him, Stone’s patience snapped. Turning to face the cretin that dared to mutter that apology, Stone gave up on being nice and gave her an upper cut. The helmet she was wearing collided with her jaw sharply; Stone swore he heard bones cracking.

Pushing through the crowd of worried and alarmed agents, Stone approached Robotnik side with an easy smile on his lips. The doctor looked down at him, eyes momentarily flickering to the situation that his loyal sycophant had left behind and chuckled.

“They got what was coming for them anyway.” Robotnik commented, smiling down at Stone with the same energy.

Stone could just melt there if it was possible.

With an exhausted sigh, Robotnik hooked an arm around Stone’s shoulders and led the both of them towards one of the many unmarked that were waiting for them. Stone let himself be dragged gently by the man he adored, warmth blooming in his chest from the simply gesture and the contact of Robotnik.

While Robotnik irritatingly thought about the many reports he was going to be filling out for the mission and for his agent assaulting the newbie back there, Stone just thought of what he could possibly do for the doctor, most of it involving cooking him meals and making him multiple lattes that he desperately needed.

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And that's the last of it! This was, admittedly, exhausting to write but now that it's finish, I can move on to other side projects

Translation (in order)

Japanese:

これらの馬鹿は、あなたを退屈させているのですか、ストーン: Are these idiots boring you, Stone?

はい、先生。もしもっと良く知っていたら、これらの馬鹿たちと一緒にいるよりも自分のチンコを切り落としたいです: Yes, Doctor. If I didn't know any better, I'd rather cut off my dick than stay with these morons

Ти закінчив, чи нам потрібно викликати твою маму сюди (Ukrainian): Are you done or do we need to call your mom here?

Vietnamese:

Trời ơi, mày là con lồn nhát cáy: Oh my god, you're a weak cunt

Bác sĩ, đừng có gọi thằng đó như vậy: Doctor, don't call him that

Thằng nhỏ có cu nhưng nó giống đồ đàn bà hơn: He has a dick but he is more like a woman

Okay, yeah, this is the most I've ever insulted anyone, fiction or not

[dyinggirldied]

It might be just me but I feel sad that Shang Qinghua is a footnote of a character from his own novel. Yes, he is the cute, loser, overworked, pathetic hamster that the fandom loves to pick on and coos and relates to at times. But within the SVSSS universe, he is the creator of the world but is sidelined and dismissed, MXTX doesn't care about giving him a name outside of his villain (og SQ)'s name, not even a mention like she does with Shen Yuan, the now Shen Qingqiu.

You might argue that at least there is Mobei Jun, the only one who love SQ is his literal dream man which is great but their relationship gonna needs a lot of therapy/advice from their friends because unlike with Luo Binghe, who is half human and has spent time as human in human world enough to understand human culture and needs, which is wildly different from the violent demon world.

[hua-mo-jin-is-a-cutie]

Good news, I've decided when to start. I think I was having trouble because I wanted to approach this fic as pure pwp smut, but that just... isn't how I write. Pwp is great, but I've only really managed it once. I like to write smut with a little bit of melancholy and that's okay and it works here I don't know why I initially wanted to write it as just smut with nothing else. But yeah, it will be mostly smut, with a touch of melancholy and some fluffy aftercare ♡♡♡

[thesupernaturalhouse]

@fae-cookie-run-madness your aus have taken over my brain, have some fanfiction of white lily struggling after waking up as a result (I hope it's an okay read)

Ghostly memories (idk, im not good with titles)

currently, White Lily was crouched over her desk, a book laid out, and a list on the side of what she could remember. A candle on her other side so she could read

How she got there? Well...

White Lily was a...mess, to say the least when she woke up after.....she didn't know how long exactly, but that wasn't the point.

The point was that she had been confused and disoriented, from the shift of being asleep and...somewhere else, to awake again

She had tried to hide it from the others- what she couldn't she's sure her friends....

(did she really deserve to still be their friend after all she caused....sure she wasn't dark enchantress- not really, but her actions resulted in her creation even if by pure accident...)

Assumed was out of guilt for what dark enchantress had done- WAS doing, considering how Pure Vanilla kept comforting her

But it...wasnt

Well....not fully

She can't remember...much, but when she was asleep it was like she was re-living a different life, or watching that life be played out unable to stop any of the events despite her trying to do so

She remembers it all being so clear, but now that she was awake? It was all so fuzzy.

She had tried to ignore it at first, dismiss it as a weird dream- the result of wanting to be anyone else but herself

But they had been to vivid- felt to real for that to be the case. Felt to real to just forget or move on.

(It was stupid really. This whole mess they were dealing with now was because she couldn't give up her selfish desire for knowledge....)

(Though, at least she didnt plan to run off to somewhere in search of answers this time...)

They were so vivid that she's certain the only reason she responded to her name was due to the 'lily' she and the women shared in their name

And while yes, it was her dreams that mostly featured these memories, with the occasional break from them, she also got flashes of them when she was awake

Touching a sword gave her the memory of her- well, someone else, struggling to pick up a big purple one giggling when someone else picked it up with ease

And she swore she could feel and hear things that weren't there- namely, the feeling of something cold on her shoulder or waist, occasionally the name 'spider lily' being called out to her

So, no. She was certain they weren't dreams or something her mind conjured up to try and protect her

Which was what made it all the more weird.

Certain ones had gotten a bit clearer after she had gained guardianship of the tree. Which made her theorize that the increase in magical ability helped- while plausible, didn't exactly help her memory problem

Soooo she did what she usually did when something stumped her and turned to her books. Specifically, the medical ones on amnesia, since that's what it was akin to

And tested the 'treatments' on herself- none of the suggested treatments were physical, (not that that would have stopped her.)

But more suggestions to try and write things down, draw pictures, try to focus on memories that were fuzzy, etc

So she tried that- the images she drew were messy, and mostly objects. She was able to lsit a few things down though

A purple sword, purple armor, purple eyes....it was a lot of purple. She remembered cold yet gentle armor holding her, making flower crowns, wrapping up wounds, gentle headbutts, and a few more

They were like little moments in time, clips of the previous life. It made her ache for that feeling again, despite the fact she had never experienced it in her life

They didn't give her the full story though, she didn't know whose eyes she was seeing from, or who was with her, what time period

It frustrated her just as much as it made her more and more nervous. She hated not have an answer, especially when the theories to the answer were...complicated

If she was a reincarnation how? Certainly the witches wouldn't have renarnated a random cookie- especially not after what she'd seen them do....

Had a peice of the cookies soul been used to make hers? If so....how? And why? How much was used and...why were these memories only resurfacing now?

She couldn't recall having any memories like this when she was younger....

Frankly she didn't think she would've been able to handle it if she had gotten them when she was younger

Especially.....that one, she shivered at the thought

....not....snippet of memory was pleasant though. The worst one was of her staring at the sky, trying desperately to catch her breath.

She always woke up immediately after being picked up by cold armor. She typically wasn't able to go back to bed afterwards

Still, despite the gruesome nature of it, she still wrote it down. Every bit she could remember was important, after all. No matter how unpleasant it may be

And strangely enough, it was the most clear out of all of them. She can count the stars in the sky, pinpoint where the wound was on her body. Remembering the feeling of choking on her own jam....

Lily jerked back, eyes wide, heart racing. She groaned, of course she had zoned out and nearly dozed off whilst thinking of that memory....

Maybe that was her mind and body telling her she was to tired, she had been staying up pretty late trying to make sense of...this whole situation

She glanced in between the curtains, it was pitch balck outside, she really should be going to bed....

She bite her lip at the thought, letting her eyes close in thought, she really should go to bed. What good would she be as a guardian if she was delirious?

She jerked, once again, at the feeling of cold armor on her shoulder

Right.

That was definitely her que to get into bed.

With a heavy sigh she forced herself up and away from her desk

(If she focused hard enough she swore by the stars she could feel cold metal around her waist guiding her away gently but firmly)

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White Lily knew that, eventually, she'd meet her beast counterpart, considering how they were escaping one after another

Still, actually looking at him was...shocking

Not, fearful though- she had expected to be scared, for him to immediately try to take her in a fight

He didn't he just....stared, as if he was in the same shocked state she was in because she recognized them.

It was the same cookie from those 'memories' of hers

Why? Why was he so familiar!?

Well, she knew why but....she had never suspected that cold but gentle touch of armor to be from a beast it was...

Shocking, distressing, confusing, nervewrecking

It gave her more questions then answers-

Speaking of nerves....they wouldn't let her move.

Part of her begged her to go run up to him, cling to them like a life line- the other part told her to back away, not let her defenses down for a second

She did neither

"Why-" she asked, trembling, when had that started? They'd only been looking at eachother for a few minutes, "why you"

They, of course, stayed silent. She didnt know how, but she could almost sense the hurt the words had caused. That he wanted to step forward but was scared of scaring her away

Like he was desperate not to lose her again

"I- I feel like I know you but I don't- I don't I can only remember so much-" she took a shaky breath, "I'm sorry" she said softly

As if she was apologizing to a life ling old friend and not a corrupted virtue. It just felt right

[lulu2992]

Taylor: So... are you going to drink that? It’s a bit warm now but it’s still good, I guess. John: Hmm, no, I don’t think so. Why? Taylor: Do you mind if I drink it, then? John: Oh no, go ahead. Taylor: *drinks* John, in his head, probably: (Haha, that’s weird, I don’t even know why I’m smiling)

And so that’s what happened in her bunker shortly after this :)

[dags-over-caravans]

Finding my words again. They were a dozen years away.

I used to write fic on ff.net but stopped writing entirely when life and graduate school and mental/health stole my joy from me. A refugee of the academy. Woman in tech (i.e. WFH hermit). Long-time longfic abandoner (AMA).

(It takes so, so long to heal.)

A few years ago, BG3 and Astarion got me reading fanfic again (luv u pookie; and Gale; and Rolan 😘).

A few months ago, Lucanis Dellamorte got me writing again because I had a silly little idea that my now-awake brain couldn’t let go of.

And honestly? It’s kind of nice to be living again.

Purple Haze

A Rookanis series. Slow Burn. Friends to Lovers.

Part I -

Back when you were mine, I was too young to know (WIP; 14k)

Not canon compliant. A re-imagined history for Rook and Lucanis, in which Rook is a half-sibling of Viago and our MCs meet in Treviso as young children.

Hijinks and sweetness. Antivan Crow headcanons for days…

Part II -

You tell yourself it’s raining (the clouds are in your head) (Completed, and yet…; 3k)

Lucanis and Rook are together again in the Lighthouse after a 15-year estrangement. Set immediately after recruiting Lucanis. Lucanis and Spite reflect on the memories they had relied on to survive in the Ossuary. (Shit, literally writing this synopsis gave me an idea for a new deliciously-angsty chapter… BRB.)

Awkward tension. Mutual Pining.

Part III -

The darkest nights always make the stars so bright (Complete! 11k)

What if Rook could convince Spite to let Lucanis get a good night’s sleep? The snuggle smut our man deserves. (So. Much. Pining.)

Idiots in Love (it’s requited, but they don’t know it).

Part IV -

We live by chance among the lightning strikes (WIP; 4k)

The Veilguard team learns more about the history between their two Crows and Lucanis learns things he didn’t know before.

Secrets and Reveals. Trials. Dark Antivan Crows. (And yeah listen: there’s always gonna be pining.)