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mistress and her dog

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i did NOT in fact puke it out 😭 IT'S STILL SITTING IN MY DOCS...

hi giys im back j remembered my password here expecf me to puke oht one fanfic for jing yhan before shit goes down in school

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Hello, Noelle. Ms. Juju here hahahaha cringefest kaayo akong account 😭😭😭 pero dili nako idelete kay memories ni HAHAHA OMGGG

Akong last post kay I was your age pa hahaha

hi miss!!!! sorry i just saw this now T-T will stalk your account hehez para alam ko anong ginasulat mo 😁😁

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Little puppy wants to be a lion

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People said that Tumblr isn't a great place to post original art that isn't fanart, but I'm doing it anyway because I haven't got the motivation to draw anything else

Happy pride month lads! 🧡💛🤍💙

from an aroace potato :)

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JING YUAN LITERALLY PSPSPSPS YUNLI

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hi giys im back j remembered my password here expecf me to puke oht one fanfic for jing yhan before shit goes down in school

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dump//

i like how jing yuan’s always :3 like every time i see him in the game, official arts or fanarts he’s always :3 mimi would be shitting in his yard and he’d go “my kitty’s so grown now :3”. yanqing would complain about his height and he’d be “my son is big now :3”. fu xuan would be complaining about some of his tactics that give her a headache and he’d be looking at her like a cat who just knocked off all your stuff from a counter with a big :3 on his face. biggest cat ever i want to sleep in his hair it’s illegal to be this cute someone restrain me before i climb through my pc screen and hit him with a plushie ten times over

i mean look at him, sleepy eyes and lips always in a default :3, does mildly aggravating stuff like a cat knocking down a plant pot. the dozing general being a dozing general until serious stuff do go down and he morphs from meow meow into a big big scawy wion aww he’s so cute and handsome /*lightning lord hits the back of my head

AUGGGGGHHHH I’M CRINGE HE’S A GROWN ASS MAN…

but free and he’s my princess 🎀

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the day i put titles in my drabbles is the day school doesn’t torment me

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a/n: i personally believe dan heng is capable of not shutting up if he's talking about a special interest, like planes or stoichiometry or fuck even differential calculus, but i'm too dumb to write that basic calculus is already too much </3 i feel like he's the type to lecture his s/o or a friend about physics all of a sudden ANYWAY here's my take on that!!! i find these kind of dudes cute tbh

dan heng x gn! reader as always xoxo

cw: infodumping, sort of smart reader, reader is smitten, dan heng notices none of this, pining

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"...so, this one goes here and you distribute this one, resulting in a balanced equation."

dan heng scribbles away in a sheet of paper, spinning the pencil he was holding. "but personally, i think this other way to balance this equation is better when you consider the materials available. this other one..."

dan heng's finger travels across the page, pointing at an equation written with a pencil. his words wrap around your head. he does make sense. yes he did, his explanation was something you knew about. in fact, you wrote the equation he was glazing over. you didn't have the heart to point that out, he was happily explaining his amazement.

"...imagine this equation considered in making this chemical. not only would it lessen the need for heat, we could use this substance as a catalyst instead."

"mhm."

dan heng pauses to look at you before going on into another ramble.

"speaking of which, earth aircrafts such as the..."

now you've lost him. this was a topic beyond you. did that stop you from listening? no. his voice kept you. you nodded every time he stopped, trying your best to comprehend what he rambled on about. dan heng wasn’t entirely boring, in fact, the topics he talks about are very interesting. usually, if welt had some stuff to do, he turned to you to ask for your opinions on a topic he’s interested in. aeons, a planet’s machinery, the calendar of a civilization on a planet near its star, anything he could tell welt fell on you.

“…see here. the plane’s front is similar to a creature in that planet known for its speed, which is similar to this train they have on this planet…”

in and out his words ran through your head. some words flew in, some facts flew right out as they entered. if it weren’t for how cute he looked despite his normally deadpan face, you wouldn’t have been distracted. if not for his face softening from his usual stare, the plane models he spewed out could’ve stuck to your head. curious, you wonder what he puts on his lips to be that smooth…

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why are you distracted?

“hm? is there something on my mouth?”

you snap out of it and see dan heng’s eyes looking into yours. he looks… very different— his eyes look different. the usual bored teal eyes held enthusiasm, telling you how much he likes talking about whatever he’s talking about. nothing’s changed about his face, but whatever expression he showed with his eyes, it changed it tremendously. so much, your nails dug marks into your palm, containing the cuteness aggression you held for him at the moment. at this point, you wanted to tackle him down and bite his cheek.

“no, just curious,” you answer. “do you drink a lot of water?” now why did you just say that, you completely snitched on yourself you were looking at his lips…

“no, just the normal amount.” dan heng tilts his head a little, wondering why you asked that. he seemed to have caught on to your hint, although not in the way you wanted thought it to be. “i put on a thin layer of lip balm on my lips at night though, especially when we go to colder planets. why, do you want to have one? we could have bought more at penacony.”

“oh, no need, i have my own,” you assure him. dan heng stares at you, suspicious, before letting the topic go and going off with his explanation.

“…okay. so, as i was saying earlier, the design makes it easier to cut through wind resistance…”

you give yourself a pat on the back for dissolving the issue. you did like dan heng, yes. you liked dan heng that way too, yes. maybe it was cowardice, maybe it was the thought of making it awkward, you never showed it outright. hopefully it seems that way for him too. your affection lies hidden so he’d be able to grace paragraphs of his opinions on you whenever he felt like it. though you wish that someday, he’ll catch on to why you always hear him out. not because you’re curious (well you are curious on what he’ll say, he’s quite knowledgeable), but because seeing him look happy talking about a topic he likes stirs your heart. that because dan heng stirs your heart.

dan heng keeps talking about planes… i should give him the magazine i have from earth someday, you thought, your head already skipping months ahead while dan heng continues to talk your ear off.

“…which explains this physics formula…”

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hi babe, request for you ? 👉👈

i will fly to u 🕊️🕊️

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argenti + jing yuan + scissors = vyn richter

fictional men associated with roses and silver hair (long AND short)m have golden eyes, sort of royalty, and are sleepy heads…. mmm my type…

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should i change my header to weezer since the color i use is weezer blue…

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a/n: ARGENTIIIIIIIIIIII ARGENTIIIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH screaming aside, i believe he is the type to compliment even the features you don’t really like about yourself 🥹 this beauty recognizing beauty in others no matter how they look… peak gentleman also notice how my word count on my posts are inconsistent, sometimes i don’t put them, sometimes i do… sorry!!! also this is obviously longer than the gepard one, so guess who’s my favorite 🤭

argenti x gn! reader

cw: insecurities, gardening with argenti, brutish planting (the plants are fine, dw), cheesy argenti, subtle pining…, you aren’t together in this one lol u just got friendzoned!!! (he didn’t mean it), reader is an unreliable narrator

word count: 800+

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sanguine locks covered your peripheral vision as argenti bent down just above you. you were crouching down to dig dirt for the roses he nursed in nursery pots, and it was time to plant them down on the ground. you look up and meet argenti’s curious green eyes.

“do you not stick your spear to the ground, kick it to get soil out, drop the seedling, and stomp dirt on it, my muse?”

his question, though harmless, stuck a spear through your plant-loving heart. in what world do you plant roses that way?!

“no? argenti, is what i’m doing not the universal way of planting things?” you counter, gently taking out a seedling out of its seedling bag. “yours is… kind of sad and brutish.”

the knight crouches down beside you, pulling back the sleeves of his turtleneck. you loosen up the soil the seedling was clinging to and bury it in the hole you made, spraying it with water infused in fertilizer. you turn to your left and dig another hole for another rose bush seedling to plant. argenti observes your way of planting, his gaze following your hands.

you break the silence as you take out another seedling from its bag and put it down on the ground. “i’m curious though, do your plants live using that method, argenti?”

he nods, “yes they do. they grow up to be fruitful plants that grow beautiful flowers, fruits, or leaves.”

“again with the compliments on plants,” you sigh. you thought, do i have to turn into a plant to get praises…

“no you do not need to!” argenti replies immediately. you realized you spoke your words out loud and dismissed it. however, the knight was faster in talking than you. seeing your hands were busy, he started showering you compliments.

“beauty is everywhere, my muse, and that includes you! you need not to turn into a photosynthesizing creature for me to compliment you! are you not aware on how your hair is just right, even when you’re under the blazing heat of the star of your home planet system? do you fail to notice how gentle you’re holding that plant? or how you look in this posture, although it could use some work…”

argenti goes on and on, complimenting the features you usually scrutinize when he catches you checking yourself out in the mirror. the shape of your nose, your uneven skin tone, your body shape, even the hair on your toes… all while you were “busy” planting when you were just busying yourself to hide the massive blush raging on your face. the nerve of this guy to catch on to your insecurities and shower them with praises. beautiful, just what is beautiful for a knight of the beauty?

“…indeed, it is a blessing for the universe to have me here with you, friend. it is a pity you downgrade your perfectly arranged body just because it doesn’t fit this planet’s standards.” him saying friend for you sounded sour. “you were once like the roses you’re planting now, devoid of flowers but still pretty, your first leaves of development adorning juvenile features you now don’t have. and i think,” he pauses, tucking hair behind your ear to clear your vision. “you’ve grown to host a lot of roses.”

in your mind, fireworks shot through the sky at the last compliment argenti dropped. your face stoic, yet your mind had gremlins scampering around, yelling “oh great heavens! this guy is going to kill me!”, and “how dare he shower us in compliments! i love it! i’m going to explode!”

“hello? did the heat get you already?” argenti snaps you out of your daze. you shake your head.

“y-yeah, i think. let’s plant these later in the afternoon.” you plant the last seedling for the morning and put back the remaining seedlings in a cool area of your garden. argenti kept the gardening tools used before sitting down with you in the makeshift tent you two made. you took off your gloves and throw it aside, sitting down and wiping your sweat. argenti crouched down and passed you a waterbottle.

“i’ll do the planting later, my dear. now that i know the beauty of your way of planting, i can perfectly recreate it and grow rose bushes whose leaves that under that star’s light, and whose roses rival the color of my hair.”

argenti goes on for another ramble about beauty, fixated on roses. meanwhile, your mind began to wander in dangerous territory. for someone who’s not used to receiving meaningful compliments, argenti is starting to look like a potential crush for you. unbeknownst to you, the knight is waiting for you to take the hint already. as you debate your tiny crush on him, argenti is praying that the beauty that sits before him will grace him their company, to be his lifelong friend partner in searching for his aeon. that is to say, if he doesn’t believe his aeon is in fact, right beside him.

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a/n: pouty geppie >>>> enjoy this drabble pouty geppie enthusiasts because i enjoyed writing it for a friend too!! i forgot the english for “suyuin” a word in filipino BUT THIS IS TECHNICALLY WHAT WE’RE DOING HERE… i think it’s wooing? that doesn’t sound quite right… anyway we’re fighting geppie a little here but we’re weak so he gets his way!! knowing about him being a plant killer tore my heart a little bit as a gardener/green thumb <\3 love him nonetheless. i have another fic for argenti about plants!! stay tuned (he does not kill the plants dw)

gepard x gn! reader as always kiss kiss

cw: minor arguments but it goes alright in the end, cutie geppie, plants dying (pls be careful with plants! take care of them or i’ll burn you :3), feisty reader but they love geppie anyway

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despite gepard’s best efforts, the plants he tries to grow always wither. it seemed cute at first until he started tending your perfectly tended plants. as expected, your plants withered. you confronted him about his inability to care for plants and insisted you take care of the garden instead of him. gepard argues back, saying it isn’t his fault, escalating to a point you proposed to ban him from ever stepping foot in the garden.

“…absolutely not! i will not have you killing the rest of our plants, we’ll have no flowers to look at!” you said, hitting his forehead repeatedly with your finger.

“but-“

“no buts! you know what you did!”

gepard’s eyes droop at your adamant refusal, seeming genuinely guilty. his hurt expression reminded you of a kicked puppy or a kitten that got shut out of the house, imaginary animal ears drooping down along his downcast look. to stand your ground, you look away and huff. in all actuality, he did not look as sad, but your lovestruck eyes made him look sadder than he is. your resolve dissipated quickly when poor geppie tugged your shirt.

“please? i’m not a green thumb like you…”

a shotgun bullet of guilt tore through your heart instead of a silly arrow of love as gepard pleaded. when gepard gets all pouty and needy, who were you to refuse? that gepard had you wrapped around his finger, gnawing in deviance but still powerless to his puppy-like look. you wondered if his name really fitted his attitude. feeling guilty, you immediately turn back and ruffle his hair, taking back his banishment from your garden.

“aiya, you sneak. fine,” you surrendered. gepard tilts his head in confusion at your comment.

“i’m not a sneak,” he says through a pout.

“fine! ugh, geppie. you should learn to water plants at the right time, transfer plants gently, and toning down on cutting too much of them! i want us to have a flower and herb patch, not a sad field of mud and poor withered plants,” you reasoned. “they need love and care as you do. how would you react if someone pulled you up and left you on cold, cold concrete? with no water to sprinkle over and no soil to burrow in too.”

“i know, i know,” he chided. “i’ll listen to you this time.”

you give him a doubtful look and poor gepard immediately promised you a reasonable compromise.

“i won’t kill them, dear. i’ll keep my hands off the flowers, but give me a plant i can take care of. a flower at least, and i’ll give it to you. i’ll grow you the fairest flower you’ve ever seen in our garden.”

“…i wish i can believe that.”

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actually yk what i’m gonna write some hsr… argenti and geppie have been eating away my brain… my knights in shining armor

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is it obvious i like simeon… *posts two fics mainly imagining him as a schoolmate* like, i like him a tinyyy bit