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Dawg it’s not even halfway done yet 😭

I really wanted to get this done and posted before monday. School’s starting up again and if I miss my chance I’ll probably only get around to finishing it next weekend :(

I’ll try my best though, see you soon you goblins

Is A Wasted Second Chance still on-going?

Yes, the series is still on going. Some stuff’s been going on irl that’ve been taking up most of my time currently, but you should expect an update before monday.

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Is A Wasted Second Chance still on-going?

Yes, the series is still on going. Some stuff’s been going on irl that’ve been taking up most of my time currently, but you should expect an update before monday.

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Dear humanity,

Please Help Me My Son May Die at Any Moment..

I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉

My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.

Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others

I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.

I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺

Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.

Please Donate now:👇

https://gofund.me/d272a0d1

Free Palestine🍉

If anyone can, please donate to help Amal’s family using the links above, or share their story anyway you can.

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Ya’ll I have been struck to my core

Its over. My life has no meaning now. See you guys in twenty years.

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Okay so

Season 7 was…. Something

Spoilers under the cut!

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Thanks for the tag avira!!🫀

So preppy

Tumblr wont let me tag anyone for some reason so anyone who wants to join in, feel free!

Tag game time! Inspired by @thenameswinter99

Go to Pinterest and search for

Lifestyle, House/Apartment, Car, Vacation

And post the first image from the search!

Tagging @therockywhorerpictureshow @ride-the-hammett @fake-guns-blazing @u-friend-or-ufo @metalmusicwhore @rose-n-gunses @bitchymilkshakepirate and everyone that wants to try. No pressure as always :)

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I just got the random urge to write some angst, so bon appetite you little crotch goblins, lunch is served.

Imagine being one of the yakshas, pledging yourself to Rex Lapis and his ideals

Imagine getting close Xiao

Being his companion, friend even.

Imagine enduring the pain of your karmic debt alongside him

You promised him, no matter what, you were going to stay by his side

Imagine watching the rest of the yakshas fall, consumed by their agony

But even so, you held on, for Xiao if nothing else

You were the last ones left, and you persisted, you kept a hold of your sanity

That is, until you didn’t

Imagine falling to your Karmic debt, writhing madness taking it’s hold on your mind

Imagine the guilt of breaking your promise, of leaving Xiao alone

Through the deafening static of your curse, you managed to regain clarity for a moment

A glimpse, a window just out of your reach

There you saw Xiao, his fingers clenched around his polearm, hovering a few inches away from your chest

He couldn’t do it

He couldn’t bring himself to plunge the spear into your heart

In that moment, you managed to push past the madness

Your hand curled around the spear as you drag it down, right above the beating organ beneath your ribs

Eyes locked onto his pools of amber sorrow, you found your voice, words scratchy and grating against your throat

“Go ahead, it’s yours anyway.”

Imagine Xiao, tears falling onto his blood soaked hands and his polearm impaling you into the ground.

Your dying confession left him trembling

Did he feel the same way? He didn’t know

All he could think about was how his hands — those dirty, hatable hands — were stained with the ichor of many

And now they were painted in yours, too…

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Do you know the last of us show? there's a scene I know would benefit in your "A Wasted Second Chance" story but I'll tell in private so the reader's won't know. If you want? I'm ok if you won't😌

I’ve been meaning to watch it for a while now but I just haven’t gotten around to it yet. If you’d like to tell me over messages that’d be great 👍

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Wouldn't it be funny if reader was killed the same way they died in the past a dagger in the heart and in front of him. Aaravos can't do anything as the reader's body hits his mirror and he sees the light in their eyes die😂

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Lmao dont forget

Someone once said he looks like a rejected cat and I cant unsee it

aaravos: the most evil the world has ever seen, burning with hatred

also aaravos: pouty mcpout face when someone ignores him

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I recently read you wasted a second chance. So reader is the reincarnated of Aaravos younger sibling right? So did the dragons know the reader is aaravos reincarnation of his little sibling? How is chapter 3 going?

The dragons are unaware. And even if they weren’t, they haven’t met reader yet, so it wouldn’t matter all to much at the moment.

However, I do plan for Zubeia to get a bit of deja vu when she sees them for the first time, kind of like how Rex Igneous mentions Ezran looks like the orphan queen. I imagine it going something like:

Reader: hey so we brought your kid back

Zubeia: oh, thats so nice of you thanks

Zubeia’s thoughts: damn they look like that one child I helped murder back in the day 🤨

In regards to chapter 3, I’d say its gonna take another week or so, considering that I’ve only written about two lines

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Can I make a request from running man?

I don’t watch it, I’m sorry :(

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Does this extend to genshin wishes?

Kazuha will come come🍁🍁🍁

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

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Chapter two of AWSC is out! Sorry it took so long, some stuff’s been going on irl and I’ve been juggling hyperfixations like the little clown that I am 🤡

Its not proofread pls don’t yell at me 🥲

^me coming up with the plot^ (i have no clue what I’m doing bro someone help)

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Part one |•| Part two |•| Part three

And they were staring right at you.

Ironically, the figure in the mirror imitated your own shocked expression.

But it was obvious they were no mere reflection.

Their dark blue lips parted surprise. Tentatively, they brought their bedazzled hands up to pull back the hood of their cloak. Almost as if they were approaching a skittish stray cat. Their towering form bending gently at the neck.

They weren’t human — if their pointy ears and almost antler-like, purple horns were anything to go by.

For a few seconds, you froze.

It was like time itself halted, leaving you with nothing but your racing thoughts and the frantic drumming of your heart. Eyes wide, your gaze never left the mirror. You couldn’t turn away. Even a blink proved to be impossible with your tense form. You didn’t know why, but the figure looked oh so familiar. Like you’ve known it for a lifetime and more. And yet, you’re certain you’ve never seen anyone resembling a ridiculously tall, glittery smurf.

A thud interrupted your train of thought.

A hand — a large, calloused, blue hand — pressed up against the glass of the mirror, a desperate look on the figure’s face to boot.

Nope!

You flung the covering back onto the mirror, ignoring the almost pained look the stranger shot you. Although now once again obscured, you could still feel their unusual eyes raking over your unnerved form.

What. The. Fuck.

Breathing heavily, you glanced around the office.

Just like before, glimmering jewels and preserved parts stocked the sturdy wooden shelves. Save for the blown out candles, everything was the same.

But that didn’t ease your nerves. Not in the slightest.

Sparing the room one last spooked glance, you turned on your heel and ran out into the halls. Unlike the dimly lit chamber, the grand corridors welcomed plenty of sunlight through grandiose window. After the past few minutes, it was comforting, to say the least.

After a few minutes of walking, (a dubious look from one of the crown guards had you reigning in your speed) you found yourself striding through the library doors.

“[Name]?”

You nearly screamed at the call.

“Whoa, calm down, you scaredy cat—“ Claudia stood up from the library loveseat she was splayed out on, laying a thick book upside down on the armrest. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost — Hey! You were meant to wait for me in Dad’s office!” Her recollection came with pinched eyebrows and a pointed stare from the librarian.

“Claudia,” you start, tapping your fingers to your thumb in anxiety. “Something happened.”

“What? Ugh, did Dad catch you? I swear if I have to listen to another lecture about ‘respecting the sanctity of the high mages office’ I’m going to—“

“No, oh gods no,’ you chuckle at the thought. So many hours that you would never get back. “I found something…” the nervousness returned. Like the maddening screech of nails on a chalkboard, it invaded every inch of your conscious — that fucking mirror.

And that is how you found yourself in that room again.

At least Claudia was here, her presence was a much appreciated comfort.

“So whats this about a glittery guy in the mirror?” Claudia’s inquisitive query drew you back from the raging sea of your thoughts.

“I’m telling you, he was there! Or maybe she — either way! There’s a person in the mirror!” Now that you think about it, you didn’t even see much of the sparkly horror in the looking glass, yet their strange eyes remained ingrained in your mind.

“I’m not seeing anyone, Oh! Maybe there’s a spell,” she raised her hands and wriggled her fingers with funny face. “Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, Who’s the fairest of them all?” Her reflection stared back at her, silly expression and all. “Oh my god, that’s so nice of you mirror guy!” You rolled your eyes at her bashful giggle

“Ha. ha. Very funny.” Your deadpan was strong enough to turn any normal person to stone. Claudia, of course, was no normal person.

“I know right? I’m hilarious,” she snorted., before her face lights up in a realisation. “Wait… today’s the first of April… Was this a prank all along??!”

The only thing you could do was sigh, shoulders slumped.

“Pfft, good one.” Suddenly, she grabbed ahold of your arm and led you back to the library. “Now come on, I have to show you something.”

Aaravos wasn’t dreaming.

It really was you. The change of your skin tone, and the deviation of your hair colour, even the lack of starry freckles — none of that meant anything. It was you, he was sure of it.

That wondrous look in your eyes, the way you stood, and the way you kept your hair, they all caused his breath to hitch and his hands to shake.

Every detail, both new and old, threatened to draw tears from his darkened eyes.

Your ears were round — so you were a human, and from the way you were dressed, he guessed that you were at least living comfortably, but standards change with the times. By the looks of it, you weren’t that old — probably still in your early teens.

Every curve of your face, every emotion that flickered in your eyes, it all brought him so much pain.

And now as he cradled himself on the floor with his hair a stranded mess, he sobbed pathetically. Fate truly was cruel.

His sibling, his nefarious goblin, he might even go as far as calling you his first child, ripped away from him and dangled just out of reach behind that blasted mirror.

And you were afraid of him.

Those eyes — bright pools of [e/c] wonder — that used to look to him with adoration and jubilance, now gazed at him with fear and unease.

His four-fingered hands clutched his pearly locks as he wept, bitter anguish reaping what was left of his soul.

The memory of the nova blade sinking into your heart like a knife in butter always haunted him, but he swore that your pained screams rung so much louder today.

And they never stopped…

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Look what I’m cooking up

Chapter 2 should be out in the next weak or so

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🥲

Hahaha what if the Key of Aaravos was actually one of Leola's toys or something Aaravos used to teach her about the Primal Sources, and Aaravos made it his key to his book because it's one of the most important things to him because it was Leola's. Wouldn't that be something haha...ha...