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◈ right next to the heart // chwe hansol

vernon x gn!reader, 1.9k+ words

tags: requested by @weird-bookworm, non-idols au, established relationship, hurt/comfort

warnings: pet names (darling), food mention

notes: writing this made me realise that writing hurt comfort where yn is in the wrong is so rare,,, but this was so entertaining to write ^^

“You’ve been ignoring me all day.”

Hansol looks up at you from his bowl of dumplings and shrimp tempura that he’d been ready to devour before you’d spoken. Today is Chinese takeout day, and he’s been craving tempura for ages.

“Um.” He sets down his chopsticks, seeing the upset frown on your face. “No, I haven’t?”

It seems to be the wrong thing to say, because you frown even further, face scrunching up in annoyance. “Yes, you have. When was the last, actual conversation we had today?”

The question sounds rhetorical, but you’re staring at Hansol like he needs to give an actual answer, so he swallows unsurely, thinking back. 

It’s a Saturday, so both of you have been at home, doing nothing but having a chill day. That morning, however, you’d come up to him whilst he was lounging on the couch, informing him that you didn’t feel too well so you planned to lie in bed for most of the day.

“Okay,” Hansol had said, looking up at you worriedly. “Is everything alright?”

He’d sat up, reaching upwards to feel your forehead, but you’d shaken your head and waved his concern away.

“I’m fine. I’m not, like, sick. I just feel a bit down? So I’m going to stay in bed.”

Hansol had nodded at that, understanding. “Okay. Just let me know if you need anything.”

You’d promised you would, and that had been the last he’d seen of you.

That interaction seems to be the correct answer, so Hansol turns to you, blinking a little unsurely. “Uh, when you told me you wanted to stay in bed this morning? You weren’t feeling too good.”

“Oh, so you do remember,” you say, sounding both irritated and upset, and now Hansol is most definitely lost. “If you knew that I was having a bad day today, then why did you purposefully ignore me? Do you really care so little about me?”

Your words hit him like a punch to the throat, and Hansol feels so startlingly hurt by your statement that he can’t say anything back, mouth hanging open in shock, astounded.

His Chinese takeout is now completely forgotten, the mood souring so abruptly and he doesn’t feel like eating anymore. Not with the way you’re looking at him, with the words that you’d just uttered that leave him reeling. He never imagined that you'd say something like that to him.

You scoff as his mind stays completely blank, still in shock.

“You can’t even say anything in your defence, can you?” You roughly stand up from the dining table, chair scraping against the floor and storm off, all the way back to your room. The sound of you slamming the door echoes throughout the apartment.

Hansol still sits there, feeling confused and… very hurt. He doesn’t know what he did wrong. He doesn’t know how your mind jumped to the conclusion that he doesn’t care about you, which is so wrong on so many levels that he feels his heart squeezing painfully at the implication that he did something to make you think that way.

But the pain is kind of offset by the fact that Hansol doesn’t know what he did. Why are you acting like this?

He can’t very well get the answers he’s looking for by just sitting there and not talking to you, so he stands up too, and makes his way to your room.

“Y/N,” he says, knocking on your door. “Y/N, hey, talk to me. What are you talking about?”

“Go away,” is your muffled reply. It sounds like you’ve buried your face in the cushions. “I don’t want to talk to you.”

“Y/N,” Hansol repeats, “please talk to me. I’m sorry you feel like this, okay? But I don’t know why you’re upset. I need to know what I did wrong. Please open the door and talk to me.”

You stay silent.

Hansol sighs. He raps his knuckles against your door again, contemplating, before deciding to pull out his most effective tactic.

“Darling,” he says, very quietly. “Darling, please, can we talk about this?”

You love pet names. Love the corny affection of it, how it’s like a special name for your significant other. Hansol doesn’t really understand the appeal, because he prefers to say your name over anything else, but, well. He loves you. He’ll do anything to show that he loves you, always.

“Please open the door for me, darling.”

There’s a very long moment where he thinks you’re still refusing to budge, but then the doorknob turns very slowly, and you open the door a sliver.

Hansol puts his hand on the door, opening it just a little more so he can look at you properly, see your face better. You won’t look at him, head tilted down sullenly, but Hansol opens his mouth and begins to speak anyway.

“You said that I’ve been ignoring you. What makes you think that?”

He can see you clench teeth, jaw set tight. You still don’t look at him. 

“Why do you care?”

“I—” Hansol sighs, tired, and pushes open the door fully, before stepping into your room and dragging you over to sit down on the bed. “Why are you acting like this?” he asks, once both of you are seated. 

You’re still steadfastly refusing his gaze, so he brings a hand to your chin and forces your eyes upwards.

“Why?” he asks again. “What is making you think that I no longer care about you? You told me you were having a bad day, Y/N, so I let you stay in bed and relax. Why does that make you think I’ve been ignoring you?”

“Because you were!” you burst out, waving your hands angrily. At least you’re keeping eye contact, now, burning with upset. “I was having a bad day, and what did you do? Leave me to rot in my room all by myself! You left me alone, Hansol, and ignored me!”

Hansol blinks, dumbfounded. “You never asked me to stay with you,” he says back. “I told you to shout for me if you needed anything, but you didn’t, so I thought you were fine.”

You huff, irritated, like Hansol is the one acting unreasonably here, and he’s beginning to feel a little like he’s being wronged. 

“You’re my boyfriend,” you say, like it’s obvious. Your eyes look glassy. “You should know these things about me, and be there for me without me even asking!”

And then, like you’ve had enough of this conversation, you get up from the bed and storm out, again. Hansol rubs his eyes, feeling drained. He understands that you’ve been having a bad day, which is made obvious by how something as little as this is making you explode in his face.

He feels bad for you, of course, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel incredibly frustrated with the way you’re acting. None of this is his fault.

“Y/N,” he says despairingly, getting up to go look for you once more. “Y/N, come on, we really need to talk through this. You’re not being fair.”

“Just leave me alone,” you say, voice floating through the apartment from the living room, and he enters to find you sitting on the couch, hugging your knees. There are tears now running down your cheeks, eyes beginning to get all puffy, and you frown at him as he sits down next to you.

Hansol looks at you, and then looks away. He reaches over for the box of tissues kept on the coffee table, and hands one to you. You look down at it, before reaching over for the box and getting a tissue yourself.

He tries not to feel too slighted by the obvious snub, and folds up the tissue to put into his own pocket. And then he continues to sit there, observing you quietly as you blow your nose and rub at your eyes, still crying silently.

After a few minutes, you look over at him with puffy eyes. “What are you doing?”

He shrugs, a little meek. “I’m trying not to leave you alone.”

You give a watery huff, trying to scowl even as your lips tremble, and you look down at your knees once again. You’re not in a mood to talk—he’s accepted that. But he’ll just wait until you are.

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It takes almost half an hour, but eventually you wipe your eyes for the last time, take a deep breath, and turn around on the couch to properly face him. Hansol immediately snaps to attention, turning his body to face you too.

“Sorry,” you mutter, sullenly. “I was being a brat.”

He sighs. “You were,” he admits, not unkindly. “I’m just your boyfriend, darling. Not a mind reader. There’s always going to be stuff that you need to tell me about, if you want something. I can’t automatically know things all the time.”

“Yeah, I know, I just—” You scrub your eyes, shoulders slumping. “I’ve been having a really bad day. It’s no excuse, I know,” you add, before he says anything, “but it’s been really, really bad, today.”

Hansol nods sympathetically, and reaches over to pat your hair. “I know. And I want you to tell me that, so I can help. We need to communicate this stuff to each other.”

“Okay. Yeah, okay. I should’ve told you instead of just blowing up all in your face like that,” you say, and your eyes flick up to look at him. “I’m sorry. I really, really am.”

You say it so quietly, no trace of any lingering anger or sulkiness in your tone, and Hansol kind of melts. He’s always been soft for you, and it’s evident now as he instantly opens his arms for a hug, letting you press up into him, face buried into his shoulder.

“It was really stupid of me to think that you’d just read my mind,” you say into the fabric of his t-shirt. “I’m so sorry, Hansol. And—god, I’m so sorry for saying that you don’t care about me. I know you do, so much, all the time, and I’m sorry for saying that. It’s not true, and I know it.”

“Hey, hey,” Hansol says, rubbing circles into your back to calm you down before you can work yourself up any more. “It’s okay. It’s okay, darling, I know.”

There comes sniffling sounds from below his chin. “I’m sorry.”

He smiles. “I know that too. And I forgive you.”

You sniff again. "You forgave me way too easily," you say, guiltily, words all blurred with remorse. "You always forgive people so easily."

He pats your back slowly, and he can't explain it, but his heart swells a little at your words. Something about the softness of your tone, the acceptance that you've done something to hurt him, the genuine guilt and also the love... You're essentially berating him for being too forgiving, but all he can think about is how much he loves you.

"Maybe," he says, as nonchalantly as he can with the affection blending into his voice. "But I still forgive you."

You make a soft noise at that, before burying yourself to hide further in the crook of Hansol’s neck, and he lets you.

“Hey,” you say after a moment, soft. “I love you.”

Hansol smiles, the genuine affection in your words saying more than what those mere eight letters can convey. He kisses the top of your head. 

“I love you too,” he returns, and pulls away a bit so he can see your face, tilting your head up so that you make eye contact. His eyes are focused on you, gentle and kind. “Let’s communicate with each other more about this stuff, yeah? I don’t want you to think that I don’t care about you again.”

There’s a moment where your eyes search his, darting back and forth before you smile, and lean back into his arms.

“Don’t worry. I already know.”

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LnDS Boys Having Twitter: An Intro

So me and my friends love LnDS and somehow this weird social media AU was created. Figured I'd share it with you guys because it's WAY too funny to keep behind closed doors!

As a note for this AU, there are times the boys fight over the MC (aka you) and times it seems like there are separate MCs for each of the boys.

Without further ado, let's get to introductions :D

RAFAYEL

Goes by MoArtsRafayel

Most active user

Will tweet about anything and everything

Knows Italian from his time in Italy and because of his Aunt Talia

XAVIER

Goes by Lightseeker_Xav

Posts from time to time

Most of his tweets are nonsense, shower thoughts, or things he found on the internet

Knows French because of Jeremiah's obsession with Arsene Lupin (it was forced upon him)

ZAYNE

Goes by AksoZayne

Infrequent usage, least active of the guys

You thought he posts health facts? You're wrong. He retweets pictures of desserts and takes pictures of cats

Knows Chinese, also goes by Li Shen

SYLUS

Goes by Mr_R4ven (wow, original)

2nd most frequent user (he has a lot of free time)

Similar to Rafayel, posts anything and everything. But also starts fights with the other boys

Knows Japanese, will answer to Shin

CALEB

Goes by Aviator_Caleb

3rd most frequent user

Posts mainly about things that remind him of you

Knows Chinese, also goes by Xia Yizhou

And, because it's hilarious:

MC / Qi Lin

Just trying to exist and has to put up with everyone

Placeholder name will be "Qi Lin"

Typically ends up in the replies of the boys more often than not (save them)

Anyway this is a super dumb crack AU and the boys can vary from slightly to heavily OOC! It's mainly just for funny giggles.

Please do let me know if you want to see more! I have tons of stuff on the backlog 💙

[surzel]

(Kind of a ramble about the CUI in Worm? Please, if I made any mistakes or yall have your own opinions, let me know. I probably fucked up at least one fact or said something wrong, and I'm open to being told about that)

I wish that Wildbow did a better job with China in Worm. I don't have much room to stand on when it comes to authority on the topic, being a white dude from the midwest, but I think simplifying the entirety of China (or, as Worm has it, the CUI) into a xenophobic nation with a cape team that is meant to be evil and a weird metaphor for communism???

Until the Yangban show up in that one Interlude, I genuinely do not think the CUI was mentioned before in the story. And the concept of how the Yangban's powers work is sick. A group of parahumans who split all their powers amongst each other? Lays the groundwork for amazing sequences and ideas and everything! "Oh, but they're xenophobic and evil and all that. They were right about the PRT though, but still Evil Chinese Parahuman Team".

I think one specific issue I have is that we don't even seem to learn how the CUI was founded in the first place? Why happened to make it suddenly switch back to being an imperial nation, let alone a "Union-Imperial"???

Also how anti-cape the nation supposedly is. According to Wildbow many nations in Asia are anti-cape, "esp. Russia, CUI".

However, despite that statement, we see that conveniently Japan is seemingly pro-cape like America, and India is even shown to have a whole different system for capes. But Russia and China are conveniently actually evil and anti-cape and they have these military cape groups instead of traditional heroes???

The whole thing reeks of minimal research/effort being put into it, and a use of modern day (circa 2010s) politics being used in a setting where said politics shouldn't exist in the same form. If the world split from our timeline in the 80s, why do the foreign politics and governments of Russia and China mirror their real life counterparts and not an actual alt-timeline?

(Note: None of this should be somehow taken as endorsement of modern Russian or Chinese governments. Russia's government sucks for obvious reasons (the war, for instance), and I have not done enough research to definitively take a stance on the modern day Chinese government, but from the bits I've heard (such as their mistreatment and potential attempted genocide of the Uyghurs) I don't see them in a very positive light)

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2/19B: Daddy Daughter Valentines Day with Opie requested by @mischiefnevermanaged89-blog

Opie was just getting to your house when his phone went off showing your smiling face. Grinning he cut the engine to his bike and accepted the call.

“Hey babe, just got here” he started before he heard you sigh. “Whats wrong?” he asked his grin turning into a frown of worry.

“I’m sorry Opie. I was hoping to catch you before you got all the way to my place. Claires dad cancelled again and shes a mess cause her dance was tonight. I don’t get why he doesn’t see how this is hurting her too and not just me. We have to cancel our weekend. I’m so sorry Opie, maybe this isn’t a good idea trying to date me ya know.” You explained before he cut your ramble off gently.

“Hey now, none of that. Your daughter comes first. I told you that I understood that from the get go. “ soothed Opie. “I know you have to work late. Since I’m here do you want me to hang with her until then?” he offered.

“Opie what do you know about upset teenage girls?” you chuckled as he gave a small laugh. “But it would make me feel better if she had company. Maybe ask her and if she says no then head home.” You finished.

“Can do” replied Opie as he got off his bike before saying bye and hanging up.

“Hey kiddo” greeted Opie as your daughter opened the door still in the dress you and her had picked out a couple months ago.

“Hey Opie” replied Claire as more tears slid down her face making his heart break.

“Your mom told me what happened. Want some company until she gets home?” he asked

“That’s fine. You don’t have to though. I don’t want you to do it just because you feel guilty for the girl whose father hates her” replied Claire before breaking into a sob that had Opie pulling her into a hug.

“Hey, hey shhh” soothed Opie as he let her cry. “No one hates you Claire. Your dad” started Opie before she cut him off.

“Please don’t try and make an excuse for him.” Pleaded Claire as she shook her head and stepped back to look up at him. “That’s what mom does. Says he just has a hard time showing love and dealing with his anger. I don’t even know why I’m so upset about this its stupid. I’m just stupid and it was just a stupid dance. I just hate being the only one who doesn’t have a dad ya know?” stated Claire as she stepped back and brushed away her tears.

“I wish I could say I get it Claire.” Stated Opie as he made a mental note to pay your ex husband a visit this weekend with the guys. “Want me to order some food?” he offered before chuckling nervously. “Sorry I’m a bit rusty with comfort which made Claire laugh.

“Actually….nevermind.” stated Claire with a shake of her head. “Chinese would be great” she said as she turned to go to her room.

“Wait, its okay what were you going to say. I can make just about anything happen.” Stated Opie with a smile.

“I…was…wondering if you wouldn’t mind taking me to the Daughter Dad Valentines Dance…. But its weird I’m not your kid and not your problem” replied Claire as she wiped at her eyes as more tears fell.

“Let me call your mom and make sure she is okay with you being on the bike. I’d be honored to take ya” replied Opie after a couple minutes.

*Later*

“I hear you are a bad dancer but she got the cool points for showing up not only on a bike but being front and center of a biker club burnout” you laughed as you joined Opie in your living room after checking in with your daughter once you got home.

“Two left feet” chuckled Opie as you shook your head. “ Yeah….probably should have cleared the guys with you first” he added.

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MY COUSIN VINNYYYYY (watch notes watch notes watch notes.) (first half. cause I love this movie n have somethin to say every three seconds)

so I confess this is actually my second time watchin this (in three days) but I'll throw in my commentary from my first watch as I remember it

RALPH that's my guy. genuinely. him n Patrick swayze can get me to watch literally any movie. honest to god.

the way this wood is stacked up on the back of this truck is stressin me OUT

god that is such a tough lil car man let me AT a convertible I'd go fuckin CRAZY

THIRTY ONE CENTS FOR A CAN? man 1992 let me at em.

I think they mention it later but like. what's up with these two. like. are they just friends road trippin? where is their LUGGAGE

oh FUCK that tuna man that stressed me out SO bad first watch

'you know what the minimum age for execution is in Alabama?' '16?' 'TEN!' n that. my dear reader. is what we call foreshadowin. also I giggled.

obsessed with how. have they said his name? the friends is freakin the fuck out n there is literally just a cop behind them. no lights. no siren. but also I get him. that's literally how I get i get him.

the process from gettin behind them to turnin on the lights to the sirens is so slow. why does this cop take 10 minutes to pull them over.

GUN ON THESE FUCKERS IMMEDIATELY? dog that is like. NOT. legal. right? 'all this over a can of tuna' HA

ralph serves insane amounts of face in this movie BILL. THATS HIS NAME.

jesus miscommunication arcs make me so goddamn mad. AOUGH. just ask what you've been hauled in for. NOW. stop TALKIN.

this is so funny to imagine from Bill n the other guys side. from their pov these cops are genuinely tryin to send them to the chair over tuna

bills lil laugh n accent n all. it actually is everythin to me

'when did you shoot him?' 'I shot the clerk?' 'yes. when did you shoot him?' 'I shot the clerk?' mama the way the first time I watched this I audibly went HUSH

'yeah. youre bein booked for shopliftin. n I'm bein booked for accessory to shop liftin.' 'no stan. I'm bein booked for murder.' 😨 one for the I giggled tally

PLEASE stop tiltin the camera dear GOD

'you know any great attorneys?' 'no. :( I'm callin my mother. :(' bill ily

'ello MA. ma. ma. please. ma.' that whole scene is comedy gold man.

MY COUSIN VINNY MENTION

I need to own his boots. for the good of my mental health. please. I need them right now. I'll do anythin.

I love this woman so bad she's the baddest bitch I ever seen in my life. I forget her name. but lord she's so bad.

'you ever heard of it?' 'no.' 'she's never heard of it n she's never wrong.' a man who loves his WIFE. we need more men in media who go. she said no n I trust her on anythin. so you're wrong. immediately.

'famous for your mud? how's your Chinese food.' I LOVE HER

Ralph's big brown wet eyes I love that guy man

look I'm no law expert. but there is less then no chance they'd let these two hang out together. if they were booked together they'd be separated yeah

Bill ily. that man gets stuck in jail n immediately knocks the fuck OUT. I get him.

'what are your alternatives?' 'to what? to you? suicide. uh. death.' HA

the way bill is lookin blankly at the table as he slowly realizes his cousins never practiced law a day in his life has me HOWLIN I mean LOOK at him

dog this whole scene is SO funny. I can't even sum it up in any way that matters. Joe Pesci does so well with vinny's character.

vinny is so SHORT compared to the judge ANWBJWJS also the guy is so familiar. like. I know him from somethin.

I'm not sure what this is exactly. like. an audition to be their attorney? what's the deal

Lil neon sign motels way back in the woods are my SHITTTT. I love the weird vibes from them so much.

GIRL I FORGET HER NAME BUT SHE SERVES SO FUCKIN HARD IN THIS MOVIE MAN EATS EVERYTIME

this menu cracks me UP the options are literally breakfast lunch dinner. no specifications.

GRITSSS. I love grits man. I can fuck them up so bad. but not the runny ones. they taste like shit.

also this ain't related to anythin but I have to say I LOVE how this movie perfectly sets up it's pay offs SO well man AGH!!

these whole first few courtroom scene give me the most vile second hand embarrassment. get the fuck OFF the table NOW. get it TOGETHER. Just say guilty or NOT. my GOD.

how touchy bill n vinny are in this movie actually gets me everytime. they're always huggin n vinnys always tryin to give him physical comfort. like I know that the fact they're cousins ain't really IMPORTANT per se but their familial relationship is just real sweet.

nice that they still let Bill n Stan serve cunt even on trial

'don't talk to me sittin in that chair' '...HE told me to sit here!' HA

the way bill n stan are always side eyin the FUCK outta each other in the background I love those boys

bills lil nervous habits get me everytime. gnawin on his thumb nail n twiddlin his fingers n pickin at his cuticles bitin at his knuckles he's everythin to me

'I am not about to revamp the entire legal process just because you find yourself in the unique positions of defendin clients that say they didn't do it.' this judge guy gets on my nerves so bad but he unfortunately did go insanely hard on that

dog this runnin bit of him gettin thrown in jail for contempt is SO funny to me

Bill n stan sittin together on the prison bus n vinny sittin alone is SO fuckin funny man. we don't WANT YOUR ASS!! sit over THERE!

chewin on their accents

the car -> lawyer comparison is so funny to me

'what can I do to help?' 'keep bailin me out!!' or. n consider this. maybe stop gettin thrown IN

on thing about vinny. he loves his fiance.

'get my ass kicked or collect 200 dollars. hm. its a tough choice. I'll be very honest with you I could use a good ass kickin.' this movies comedic timin is SO fuckin good

vinny is so fuckin crazy in this scene AHSGSH also the way he keeps interruptin himself to focus on that one guy in the neck brace n see if he's got an injury case always has me HOWLIN AJDHHD

chompin on bill in that basketball scene. can someone explain to me why they let him serve so hard. n like. for what.

like HELLO?

'my parents argue too! that doesn't make them lawyers!' 'stan. I've seen your parents argue. trust me. they're amateurs.' I'm HOWLINNN

dog arguin is literally foreplay for Lisa n Vinny what's wrong with them.

I'm a lawyer by no means but I think this movie would be REAL fun to watch WITH a lawyer. the amount of leadin questions they ask is RIDICULOUS.

settin the trial for THIS MONDAY? that is NOT how that works!! this shit usually takes MONTHS man MONTHS

the way vinny says 'hey stan. you're in ala-fuckin-bama' always scratches at my brain

obsessed with how this prison stay is basically just an extended sleepover for them. they literally have bunks. they're always just chattin.

dog if I went to visit my lawyer n he was KNOCKED OUT? I'd start fuckin sweating bullets. man. please lock in. please.

'what are you scared?' what are you DUMB? mama if I were facin the electric chair I'd be quakin in my fuckin boots 24/7

why did vinny just have a pack of cards in his pocket. actually nevermind. that feels right for him. yeah.

so basically that whole brick playin card scene was just 'if I show you a magic trick can I please be your lawyer🥺' right

Billy talkin about vinny n the magician is actually so sweet to me. that's my guy frl.

STOP TILTIN THE CAMERA PLEASE

the thing with vinny is that he was ALWAYS a good lawyer. like. the movie shows you again n again throughout the movie he's a good lawyer. he just also happens to be a fuckin idiot.

I LOVE this movie n it's stupid bits AOUGH the motels always havin SOMETHIN is SO funny

ok I gotta pause cause it's SO late but anyhow!! I love this movie with my whole heart!! EEK!

[foreststranger]

DAN FENG - Tethering The Sky and Reaching For Heaven

ꜱᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ 『honkai: star rail』dan feng/imbibitor lunae/yinyue jun (ugh can he stop having so many names??? it makes tagging a complete nightmare) x gn!reader

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ parting ways with silly dragon guy before he reincarnates and dies idk idgaf abt his backstory 👍👍👍

𑁍 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.0k

ɴᴏᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

↳ surprise!!!! yet another short fanfic abt a long haired man! anyways happy early 1.3! i wish everyone a very e6 lynx and good luck on whoever you’re pulling for. ALSO HOW TF DO YOU DO CHINESE DIMINUTIVES/HONOURIFICS IN X READER FICS??? 阿Y/N???? OR MAYBE IN PINYIN??? a’y/n or ah’y/n??? OR WOULD IT BE LIKE 阿[the first character of your name] LMFAO

“What do you mean ‘you’re leaving?’ Where are you going?” You ask, taking a step closer to him, trying in vain to figure him out.

“We won’t see each other again. I’ve… done something horrible.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“…It’s not our main concern as of now. I’m sure my punishment will come for me soon. I don’t know how much time I have left with you.”

“Okay, what’s going on? I still have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You’ll understand soon. I’d just like to spend one final moment with you.” Dan Feng grabs ahold of your hands, his grip almost painful as his fingers lock with yours.

“Are you… You don’t love me anymore?” A thousand thoughts rush through your head, yet none of them makes sense. “Do you want to see other people?”

“No, no, no. Of course not. That’s not what I meant. I meant that…” He pauses, concentrating. “We don’t have much time left.”

“But what does that-“

“Forget it. Would you just follow me, 心肝? Humour me. Please.” Your eyebrows furrow at the odd hypocorism. Before you can answer him, Dan Feng is leading you towards the dock. Bright yellow ginkgo leaves drift down from the sky, signalling a change in the year as they fall. There’s a scent in the early autumn air, and it reeks of… gloom; fraught with melancholy and a lingering anxiety that seems to cling to you. It whispers into your ear sweet serenades, singing a cacophony of incoming danger. The signal of change grows to a warning.

“Why are we heading towards the water?”

“Please, 亲爱的. Do not question me right now. Just… let us have a simple conversation. Would that be alright?” He sighs as the two of you exit the main area of the Alchemy Commission.

“I guess… You’re acting weird, you know that?” you sigh. “How was your day?”

“Great. And yours?” He answers a little too quickly.

“It’d be better if I knew what was happening.” Dan Feng turns his head to look back at you, a million words he wants to say are hidden behind his watery eyes.

Your shoe gets stuck in a crack in the stone walkway as you’re busy staring at him. You stop to pull it out but Dan Feng yanks on you, your shoe slipping off of your foot as he continues walking.

“Hey, wait! 枫仔! My shoe!” He doesn’t let go, his hand shaking in yours with a sense of urgency. “How am I supposed to walk without it?” You hop on a single foot, trying to keep up with his pace. In response, he picks you up into a bridal carry, cradling you like a parent would for their child.

“O-oh. Uh… okay. I guess I don’t mind…” You look up at his trembling jaw. Whatever’s going on, it must be very important to Dan Feng. If only he’d spit it out already so that you could offer your comfort. But the most you can offer right now is a small kiss. You bring your head up, pressing your lips against his cheek before resting your head back down on his forearm. The display of affection causes Dan Feng to stop in his tracks, but he quickly starts walking again.

“I...” He clears his throat, a light blush blossoming on his face. “That… means a lot to me right now. Thank you.”

“It’s the least I could offer you, 枫仔. You look so sad… Tell me what’s wrong.” He looks towards the horizon and the setting sun, a forlorn expression painting his face. The shadows of the evening light leave him looking especially somber. For a moment, he wants to tell you the whole truth. But he holds himself back to spare your feelings.

“I’m going somewhere. And… I won’t be returning. I am sorry, [name]. Truly. I do not wish to part ways but…” He looks down at you. A tear drips off of his face and onto yours. “There is nothing to be done about it. I… wouldn’t have done it if I realized the consequences sooner.”

“You’re… not joking. Would you tell me where you’re going? And when? Why are you being so vague?” You still couldn’t grasp the concept.

“亲爱的，you would hate me if I told you the whole truth. I could not leave knowing that you despised me. But… I’m sure you’ll find out soon when the news gets out.” Dan Feng looks back up towards the sky. You follow his gaze towards a few clouds that are coloured a hue of red from the sunset.

“I love you dearly. I apologize… I have forgone our future and forsaken you. Please remember me as someone you loved, and not a traitor to the Luofu.”

“Er… okay…? You’re really leaving?”

“Yes, I am afraid so…”

“…I love you too. Wherever you’re going, don’t forget that, okay? I… I really can’t believe it. I’m not gonna see you again. Ever…? Will you come visit me?”

“That is not possible, I fear. Though I wish more than anything that I could.”

The two of you reach the harbour. Dan Feng sets you down on the wooden planks and takes a seat beside you, dipping his legs into the water.

“Your pants are gonna be soaked, 笨蛋!”

“I am aware of that fact.” He pays you no mind, looking on into the horizon again. You gently hold is hand in yours.

“This… this is it? The last time I’ll see you? And we’re just… staring at nothing in complete silence?”

“You are speaking right now, [name].”

“What did you even do?” He glances at you. But as you make eye contact, he can’t seem to look away.

“…What are you doing?”

“You ask so many questions, 亲亲. I prefer it when you’re asleep. You’re much cuter in bed, too.” Dan Feng lightens up a little, a smile on his face as he teases you. “I’m just…” He shakes his head, as if to get himself out of a daze. “I’m just trying to remember your face. I need to make sure I don’t forget it…” His expression returns to how it was before, desolate and heartbroken.

“Make me a promise, 亲亲.”

“Go on.”

“We will meet in my next lifetime. And… we will live out a future that we could not have in this one.” He holds out his pinky finger and you take it.

“Sounds nice. I’ll hold you to it, Dan Feng.”

ask before translating, taking inspo from (not copy), reposting, etc. my work. remember to credit me and if you’re taking inspo from it, please @ me as I’d like to see what you do with my ideas!

[baiwu-jinji]

i apologize in advance if this ask sounds kinda weird, but i'm kinda curious to hear your thoughts on how the narrative treats qi rong, mostly because i think interacting only with the eng version/fandom might take some context from his character. i've seen people complaining that some fans woobify him too much, others complaining that some people treat him as a pure hate-sink when he's more than that. while i do think he's a multi-layered character, i do sometimes get the feeling that mxtx did not go easy on him, with the revised version being even crazier than before (some even say he was given a bit of onesided incestuous subtext with xl, but i wonder if that interpretation isn't just the result of weirdly translated lines in eng). i think this might be because he strikes me as a meta personification of sorts for toxic fans who place their identity and self-worth on just one person they completely idolize, and when that person is shown to be imperfect they immediately turn against them, and we know mxtx has had experience with those kinds of people.

i do think he's largely meant to be seen as unsympathetic overall, though i think there's strong nuances with his character as well. since his childhood he always lacked something and never really had a well formed identity, his prince name being symbolic of his life. he projected himself onto xl in life, and he kept on absorving the worst traits of the people around his life without really understanding them in order to feel powerful and important, from the xianle nobles to the signature traits of the other calamities. he also strikes me as very... "little brother"-coded, in the sense that he keeps looking for any sort of recognition and seems unable to mature. even when he hates xl i think he still somewhat craves his attention, and qr only developed a bit when he was forced to let go of this role by accidentally becoming a father instead. i think it's also interesting that he started out a lot like his father, but ended up sharing the fate of his mother.

i do wonder how the cn fandom views him and if he's nearly as divisive as he is here. i'd also be pretty interested in seeing some meta about him from cn fans. again, it feels like some context is missing by not speaking the language the book was originally written in...

Hi! I think the narrative basically takes the same stance as Xie Lian in its attitude towards Qi Rong, which is the sort of "I can't love you but I don't want to hate you, the best I could give you is indifference". I agree that Qi Rong isn't meant to be lovable, but MXTX isn't dismissive of him as a character either - she devoted almost an entire chapter to Qi Rong's death, let him speak his mind, and gave him some form of closure.

Qi Rong having onesided incestuous subtext with XL (!!) in the revised version is...very interesting haha, I haven't read the revised version so I can't know (someone please tell me where to get the revised version ><). Although I want to speculate that even if there is some incestuous vibes, it's not truly sexual - it's probably libido directed the wrong way when you're lusting over someone else's identity, but not over that person per se. Qi Rong lusts over XL's identity in the sense that he wants to be XL - or rather he wants to be perfect, worshipped, all-powerful etc. (bit of digression, there's an underrated psychological thriller called Cracks starring Eva Green, if you watch it you'll know what I mean)

I don't have the impression that he's truly divisive in the Chinese fandom, but then I don't engage with the Chinese fandom that much so I could totally be wrong. And I don't think any context is missing for English readers either (except maybe the humour of QR's obscene language might be lost in translation?) because human nature is the same everywhere, and Qi Rong's distorted psyche is more a matter of human nature than cultural context.

As for Chinese fandom's view of QR, there's this great meta I translated and posted a few days ago, and I found some other opinion pieces about Qi Rong on Zhihu (Chinese equivalent of Reddit), as you'll see they're quite diverse.

A lot of Chinese readers say that what stands out most about Qi Rong is his comedic role in the story because his cursing and name-calling are really funny; a lot of people also mention being really touched by his self-sacrifice to save Guzi. I found this one post that has a similar view to yours, which is QR represents MXTX's toxic fans:

"I always felt it's the author admonishing her fans in an implicit way not to be as crazy as Qi Rong [...] My guess is that the author can't ask her fans outright not to act in this way because that would hurt people who support her but are immature, however she can't turn a blind eye to these people going around provoking more resentment, so she creates QR to remind her fans not to be like QR, or they'd appear as unlikable as QR to the public. But the author still feels symathy for thse fans, so she didn't depict their representation in the novel as totally incorrigible - QR retains some humanity and is a little adorable when he starts to care about people."

I also saw opinions about the narrative (or rather Xie Lian) not going easy on Qi Rong, like this one:

"Xie Lian is clearly a very good person but why is he so heartless to QR? He eventually treated QR as a joke and a burden, but QR was once a true follower of his. At first I thought XL was perfect and cares about everyone, but he never really cared for his cousin. When I read that XL felt neither joy nor sorrow when QR died saving Guzi, my heart chilled. If XL could forgive the masses who betrayed and reviled him, why can't he forgive his cousin who once followed him whole-heartedly?"

There're also people saying that Qi Rong's potential divisiveness is what makes him a great villain, like this post:

"What MXTX's well-received villains have in common is a tragic childhood and not being loved growing up, and they only have a soft spot for one person. Although these villains did horrible deeds and are unrepentant, they all reserve some kindness in their heart for the only person who's good to them. This contrast is striking and touching, yet most likely to cause controversy. Therefore, MXTX knows very clearly how to create a memorable villain, and I admire that."

Someone else says when they read about Qi Rong they "don't know whether to laugh or cry" (XL's signature emotion hehe). They add that "this is where MXTX is successful in writing a villain - you both hate and pity him; he's infuriating, but you don't really want to see him die either."

Another view is that since Qi Rong has no filter, he sometimes serves as the truth-telling voice. For example, when XL wanted to keep Lang Qianqiu in the dark about the truth of the Gilded Banquet Massacre, Qi Rong blurted out the truth.

There's also a question posted on Zhihu that asks why people like Qi Rong, and there're some interesting answers. There's one post that says "I find him attractive because he's depicted as alluringly ghostly in a lot of fan art like vampires in Twilight" haha

Another post says they like Qi Rong "because he's guilelessly wicked, while XL and Hua Cheng are hypocrites" emmmmm

Another one says they like Qi Rong because "being Xie Lian is exhausting, he's so wronged but he just endures it all, while Qi Rong just launches verbal assults whenever someone rubs him the wrong way, it's so cathartic. The most difficult thing in the world is to be a good person, because as soon as you do one thing wrong, everyone criticises you; but if you're a bad person, even if you did just one good thing, everyone praises you for it and shows you pity".

[morporkian-cryptid]

Hello, and welcome to

🇯🇵✨️Elliott's Japan Trivia Corner ✨️🇯🇵

It's been a while! Today we'll be talking about

🧮 COUNTING GRAMMAR 🧮

If you've been hanging out in weeb and otaku circles, you may have come across examples of Japanese counting, and wondered why "a thousand cherry blossoms" is "senBON sakura" but "a thousand origami cranes" is "senBA tsuru".

The reason is that Japanese doesn't like generality. It likes to get specific.

So if you like Japan, linguistics, or just plain old weird stuff, take my hand and let us embark together on a journey of grammar and hair-pulling frustration.

(Let it be known that this kind of ranting is done out of love and fondness about topics that bring me joy. Japanese language, I love you. You are so fucking bizarre, please never change.)

We all know what counting suffixes are, even if we don't know the name: they're the little thingies you add after a number to signal that you're counting something. In English, we have "-st", "-rd" and "-th" (as in "first", "third", "tenth"), for indicating a rank or order. And that's pretty much it. If we're counting anything else, we just use the bare number: one person, two houses, three apples.

Japanese? Japanese looks at our puny rank counter, and laughs.

Japanese has upward of 500 different counting suffixes.

Counting suffix for people? Check. Small animals? Check. Big animals? Check. Long, thin objects like rivers, roads, train tracks, or pencils? Check. Thin, flat objects like sheets of paper, photographs, plates? Check. Clothes that are worn on your feet, like shoes or socks? Check. Seconds, minutes, days? Check. Nights of a stay? Check. TATAMI MATS? Check.

They've got different counters for leaves, flowers, and fallen petals, for God's sake.

(Want to have some fun? Check out Wikipedia's list of Japanese counters. Go ahead, do it, I dare you.)

Right, okay, so you know how to count (ichi, ni, san, shi, go, and so on), and you've found the specific suffix for the thing you're counting. You're good to go, right?

Let's try it.

The basic counter is つ (-tsu), it's the default counter for when you don't know what counter to use. We'll just tack it on at the end, shall we?

So, ichitsu, nitsu, shitsu, and so on?

WRONG!

Because in Japanese, you ALSO change the radical of the number!! Now it goes hitotsu, futatsu, mittsu, and so on.

Oh, but I hear you say, it's no big deal! We do that in English too! "One" becomes "first", "two" becomes "second", "three" becomes "third". And I would reply yes, but we stop the madness at three and after that it's simple and at least somewhat logical.

But Japanese ate "simple" for breakfast. Here's how you count using "-tsu":

Ichi > hitotsu

Ni > futatsu

San > mittsu

Shi > yottsu

Go > itsutsu (itsutsu!!)

Roku > muttsu

Shichi > nanatsu

Hachi > yattsu

Kyu > kokonotsu (kokonotsu!! KOKONOTSU!!! How the hell do you get from kyu to fucking KOKONOTSU?????)

Okay. Weird, but doable. All you gotta do is learn the alternative radicals, the one you use when you're counting, and add the correct suffix! Let's try again, shall we?

This time we're counting people. The suffix is the kanji for "human", 人. Generally, this kanji is pronounced "hito" on its own, or "nin" in a multi-kanji compound.

Emphasis on "generally".

We can't pronounce "one person" "hitohito" because that would be silly. I'll just give it to you right now, it's not "hitonin" either, it's actually "hitori". Why? Don't ask why, just do what I say.

Alright, so: hitori, futari, mitt... mittori? mittari?

WRONG! SANNIN!!!!

THREE PEOPLE IS PRONOUNCED FUCKING SANNIN!

At this point I seriously think that the Japanese language is a tactical weapon to weed out the gaijins.

If you want to learn more about the chaos that is Japanese counting, and also where it came from, I strongly recommend reading Tofugu's excellent articles on the subject (Counting in Japanese and List of Counters). It has to do with how Japan adopted Chinese's ideogram system and tried to adapt it to their own language. As for me, I'll go back to glaring at my Anki flashcards and swearing in every language I know. またね!

[descendantofthesparrow]

Brutally honest thoughts on each character?

...*Each* character???? bruh thats so many, okay ill keep this short cuz im waiting for a haircut rn

well start with the vks cuz thats easy

Mal-started off strong and then just became...THE WORST, love hate relationship for her. shes my art block fix but also i hate her

Jay-i dont have strong opinions on him, he actually never stuck out to me other than 'obligatory jock dude of the friend group.' i wish i liked him more but im more attached to his fandom self over canon Jay

Evie-got boring after D1, i wish they let her keep her chemistry stuff, love her vibe but shes kinda boring to me. SHOULD'VE BEEN THE MC OVER MAL!!

Carlos- lots of lost potential with his tech stuff from the first book and movie. easily could've been an engineer or inventor but they just made him an animal lover and i got bored of that real quick.

Uma-my queen, my idol, can do no wrong i love her so much i WILL kill for her.

Harry-i love his dumbass so much YALL DONY EVEN KNOW I WANNA BITE HIM SO BAD

Gil-one of the few characters i felt actually...grew up? idk but hes one of the few characters were it actually feels like time passed for.

Dizzy-oooooooh honey, honey honey, sunshine baby, please, put the glue gun down.

Celia- they should've gone with her trailer persona. Her outfits are so bad and i wish she got better writing and designs, so much lost potential, also she should've been Jays pick.

Smee twins- why the fuck are they even here they had one line and no significance. also they should've had a Harry scene.

Aks

Ben-puppy boy, deserved to have doberman energy. got turned into a doormat by the writers and is unfairly hated.

Audrey-bitch queen, shes not a nice person and thats okay~ girlboss.

Chad- should've been the D3 villan they had that all set up in D2 with his weird ass attitude over Ben getting kidnapped on the isle.

Doug -....honestly gives me the ick, especially in D3, i HATE the long hair his actor had/has. gold is NOT his color and neither is pastel purple or green. he looked good in D1 but ICK for 2 and 3.

Jane- bby gurl, blue bird sweetheart. yeah she did some fucked up shit in D1 but she was an insecure 14 year old girl who got manipulated by Mal and other aks!!!

Lonnie- deserved so much better, shes Chinese why is she getting Japanese style stuff?!?! her plot in D2 didnt even do anything it just happened and no one cared and Jay just shoved his problems of girls playing roar onto her.

Beast- *inhale* i wanna kick his ass, and i could, lemme at him. how dare he force an entire kingdom on Ben at 16 when he didnt become king when he was 28(when he married Belle)

Belle- they took away her backbone, shes not Disney princess book worm and independent Belle. she just, lost the spark

FG- they turned her into a preschool teacher, GIVE ME MY OL COOKY FAIRY LADY BACK

Leah- *seething rage*

vk parents

Maleficent- fuckin love her, shes such a manipulative bitch and feels like a gone crazy version of a Maleficent made for kids. def not the mistress of all Evil but i love her nonetheless

EQ- shouldve been the head villain, SHE WAS THE FIRST DISNEY VILLAIN CMON! def not the same character from the animated movie but shes dramatic and sassy and i adore her.

Jafar- haha funny characature~ i wish he was more menacing like he had been. Jafar is not one of my fav villains so descendants jafar didnt exactly translate for me well.

Cruella- yeah they nailed her, no complaints about her. good design, good dialogue, good acting.

Hades- LEMME KICK HIS DEAD BEAT ASS, fucking 'daddy issues made you stronger' my butt. i hate his hair and honestly he doesnt fit the washed up punk design, he didnt deserve the speech at the end and didnt deserve to be forgiven by Mal.

Ursula- we only saw her tentacle and one line but she seemed spot on so yeah

Lady Tremaine- why the fuck was she nice in D3??? bitch is the EVIL stepmother.

Smee- spot on, i have words for his sons designs becuaee hes old not naturally white haired but hes chill, makes sense hed be a good parent, he never felt evil to me, just compliant

Facilier- such a vibe, his actor got him spot on, would've changed up his suit design but hes chill and i can see him being a family man(ignoring wicked world).

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Judge Angels

by Yaguyi Now for a story that was ACTUALLY written by the creator of Judge Angels AND Nurse Ann. This OC was clearly more important for the creators as it' remains to this day's the profile pic of her old accounts. Right now both her and Delucat drew away from the creepypasta fandom, but residually their art perdures. This time i didn't have to translate to english and we have an official translation (from Chinese nonetheless) by WennyRay, who also has his own OC and ... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... CW// blood, weird eyes, parental abuse, stabbing, slashing, torture.

Click below to read the full unedited story

Today is an important day for the Clarks; after 10 months, Mrs. Clark is finally going to give birth to her child. Everybody in the region knows Mr. Clark of the Clarks, that famous and serious Judge, lives here.

After a few hours, the nurse delivering the child walks out from the room with an awkward expression on her face, and goes to Mr. Clark’s office to see him. “Um, Mr. Clark…” The nurse looks at him with a shocking expression on her face. “Yes? What is it?” Mr. Clark looks at the panicking woman as he frowns. “Uh…you might need to see it yourself, Mr. Clark.” “What is it that needs me to go take a look at? Why not tell me now?” “Well…your child seems to be a bit “Special”.”

The two arrives at the room where Mrs. Clark is taking a rest. She’s lying on the bed, and next to her is Mr. and Mrs. Clark’s child. Mr. Clark notices that the other people who helped with the birthing also seem to be embarrassed. When he walks up to the child, he sees his child, and instantly the expression on Mr. Clark’s face becomes more shocked than that of everyone’s.

The child is a girl, but her hair is in the color of blond, unlike her parents’; Mrs. Clark’s is red, while Mr. Clark’s is brown. The most surprising thing however, is that the girl has a pair of terrifying eyes; her eyes are all black; the pupil, the white of the eye – pure black. “What monstrous creature is that?!” Mr. Clark shouts furiously. Nobody talks back. Suddenly Mr. Clark grabs the still-resting Mrs. Clark, “You didn’t mess with other people, did you?! Or how can you give birth to such monster!?” “Mrs. Clark is very weak right now, Mr. Clark. Please…” “Like I care about it!” Mr. Clark throws her back onto the bed, “Tell my lawyer to come here” concludes Mr. Clark as he leaves the room.

A few days later, Mr. Clark’s lawyer, Taylor, arrives. “Mr. Clark, about your daughter…she certainly is your daughter without doubt; the DNA test does not go wrong, and the sight tests show that her eye sight is normal. The doctor even said that he has never seen a case like this – Her eyeballs are black but she has no problem in her eyesight. In fact, her eyesight is two times of a normal person’s.” Taylor, standing in front of Mr. Clark’s desk, hands him a stack of documents on the girl’s information. “But she’s a monster. She’s not perfect; what I want is a perfect child.” Mr. Clark says, without even taking a glance at the documents. “Then…what should we do? Hand her to the orphanage?” Taylor asks. “No, that would affect people’s impression on me… If that’s the case, then I shall not let her go to school. I will recruit tutors to teach her. Don’t let anyone see her. Oh, also, tell the nurses who helped deliver the child not to tell anyone about this. This is a very bad issue to our family.” Mr. Clark closes his book and looks at Taylor, “If any accident happens, just finish her off... She is a failure, after all…”

Years later, Dina Angela, the extraordinary girl, is now 13 years old. She doesn’t like to talk, possibly because she was locked up in the mansion all her life by her father, therefore became anti-socialized. Dina knows that her father is a very famous Judge, and that he does things very fairly, always look at things in a neutral point of view. However, he always seeks for perfection on everything, which is why he has a very bad relationship with Dina. Despite knowing that her mother and father were never so well with each other before she was even born, it can’t be changed; both of their parents decided the marriage themselves that time.

Dina has never stepped outside before because of her eyes. She gets herself a mirror and looks at her eyes; they are pure black, but looking closely, she actually sees little sparkles in them, like a small galaxy. She is often fascinated when looking into her own eyes. Her blond hair is short and messy, but she usually has them brushed whenever her father is around; though it’s usually her mother who brushes them.

For Mrs. Clark, she never cares much about how Dina looks; she is always on her daughter’s side, always think for her. Of course, she always knows what her husband (who does not like Dina at all) is up to.

Dina doesn’t have any friends. Her father has been imprisoning her for all her life, and even though the house is really huge, she still feels very lonely. She used to have thoughts on making a friend or like a certain boy, but it seems impossible in this situation. Currently, the only person that supports her is her mother, Mrs. Clark, so she really adores her. Dina thinks about these things as she watches the kids playing around from the window.

Suddenly, someone knocks on Dina’s room door. “Come in.” Mrs. Clark comes in and says, “Dina, I will be going to the department store later. Do you want me to buy anything for you?” Mrs. Clark says as she looks at Dina. “No, thanks” “But dear, you haven’t been eating anything recently, and you seem thinner than before…I’ll buy you something to eat later.” Mrs. Clark left the room before Dina can even stop her. “I told you I don’t want it…sigh…” Despite saying no, Dina actually wants to try something from outside; Clothes, food, everything is not interesting for her now. She wants to try something from the outside world, but no…Dina knows that ever since she was born, a maid was employed by my family; her name is Maisha, and her job is to take care of Dina. But the maid’s job is actually, in fact, to be Mr. Clark’s bodyguard. He spent a lot of money to recruit this woman, who has loads of criminal records, to prevent Dina from causing trouble, as well as to protect him. After all, who knows what Dina will do to him. Thinking to this point, Dina giggles and thought, “If I can, I would want to kill him”

It will be Christmas in a few days, but Dina isn’t excited about it, since she always spends Christmas as if it’s a normal day; for her, it doesn’t matter whether she has celebrated it or not. Fortunately, whenever it’s her birthday, Mrs. Clark would always prepare a small cake to celebrate with her; if she hadn’t done so, Dina would’ve forgotten how old she is.

“Since there won’t be having any tutoring today, let’s do what I usually do”, Dina thinks. She stands up from her bed, leaves the room, and starts wandering around the house. Even though Mr. Clark locked her up in the house, he never said anything about not letting her walk around the house. It’s a good thing that the house is large, and that the family is pretty much the richest in the region, but Dina isn’t complacent just because of that. Also, Dina is utterly disgusted by arrogant ones who cares for their pride.

Dina always visits Mr. Clark’s collection room, and even though he strictly forbids Dina to enter that room, she will always sneak into it. In that room, she can stay for a long time, because there is one thing that really catches her eye – a pure white sword. That sword is placed in a glass case, and is isolated from the other collections, as if it’s something really special. Whenever Dina gets close to the sword, it creates a soundless resonance, and that sword always shines in a silvery white color. Dina would stand for hours to watch that sword. According to her mother that, according to the legend, the sword originally belonged to an angel, and during a war, the angel accidentally dropped the sword into the human world, and was never found by the angel again. However, since then, the humans of the world began using it for different reasons; it was once used to kill, to protect, for personal benefits etc. Thus the sword was passed down like this for many, many years. There is also a rumor about the sword considering one who builds a good relationship with it its master for eternity. 

“Such beautiful sword…If only you are mine” Dina’s black eyes reflect the image of the sword. She places her hands onto the glass case, and feels as if she’s getting sucked in. Suddenly, she hears footsteps coming close, so she hides herself. The door opens, and someone comes in – it’s Maisha; she is doing her daily patrolling. It is obvious that she’s looking for Dina, since Dina left the room without her permission. To have Dina’s action restricted this badly, she stares at the maid with a hateful look. Dina comes out from where she was hiding as soon as Maisha leaves the room.

In the evening, Mrs. Clark returns home with lots of things she bought from department store; almost all of them are daily supplies. Unfortunately, she meets Mr. Clark, who doesn’t show up often, at the front door. “What did you buy?” Mr. Clark says. He grabs Mrs. Clark’s arm as he asks her, and some of the items Mrs. Clark bought fall out, including some of the food she bought secretly. “Why did you buy this food? It’s for that monster, isn’t it?! How dare you buy these things secretly?” Filled with fury, Mr. Clark pushes Mrs. Clark onto the floor, but before he kicks his helpless wife, Dina came and blocks her heartless father. “Father!! What in world are you doing?!” “You have no right to call me “Father”, you monster! Only the most perfect ones can call me that!” Mr. Clark slaps Dina, bouncing her to the side. She stands up from the floor and glares at her father before he says “Humph” and leaves. perfe After making sure that Mr. Clark has left, Dina goes up to Mrs. Clark and asks, “Mother, are you alright?” “Don’t worry, I’m okay. Sigh…I’m quite unlucky today. How about you, dear?” “I’m fine…But didn’t I tell you not to buy them for me? If dad sees it…” “It doesn’t matter… Since you’re my only daughter…” Mrs. Clark touches Dina’s face gently before she says, “Let’s sleep together tonight, Dina.” The truth is, Mrs. Clark cannot escape her husband’s bind even if she wanted to; she has thought of divorcing, but she can’t give up on Dina, and even if the divorce was successful, it is likely that Mr. Clark would not let them go for good.

“Mother…” Mrs. Clark sits on the bed, while Dina lies down on her mother’s lap. “Yes?” Mrs. Clark touches Dina’s hair softly. “Mother…Do you hate me? My eyes…” Dina looks at her mother with her pure black eyes. “Of course not…Mother really loves your unique eyes. You’re my angel, after all.” “Angel…” Dina suddenly remembers the sword in the collection room “Mother, do you want to escape? From this home?” “Yes…I’ve always wanted to…” “Then let’s run away together!!” Dina sits up, “Let’s leave this place! Then we’ll find somewhere where no one will ever fine to live in!” Dina holds her mother’s hand. “But Dina… your father is a famous person, and he knows a lot of people, so if he was to find us, we'd definitely be in a very bad situation!!” Mrs. Clark says as she lowers her head. “But mother…do you really want to live under father’s harsh treatment? You and I both know that one day I will be finished off by father, so let’s escape this place before that happens!” Dina’s eyes are filled with flames of her passionate feelings, and as her mother sees Dina’s passion, she holds Dina’s hand and says “Alright…” Seeing her mother determined too, Dina says, “Then…we’ll run away on the Christmas Eve! I’ve prepared the plan already!” Dina then tells Mrs. Clark about her plan until sunrise.

Time flies, and the day of the Christmas Eve has come. Dina and Mrs. Clark will be escaping this house today; this house is no longer home, but hell. The master of this home is a Judge, and he is the law; anybody who goes against him will no longer live on. Dina has been waiting for this day; she has prepared everything, and now she just needs to wait for the evening to come. She looks at her watch; it is now 5 o’clock in the afternoon.

“Hm…I think it’s time.” Dina takes out a pendant; it is a photo pendant. She bought it secretly, by sneaking out from the house to a newly opened antique shop near their house; the shop sells many different kinds of things, including the pendant. Since she sneaked out while wearing a disguise, she thought people wouldn’t notice her. Anyways, she is now going to give that pendant to her beloved mother.

Suddenly, Dina’s room door slams open, with Mrs. Clark, covered in blood, running in, screaming, “RUN, DINA!!” Before Dina can react, Mr. Clark pushes Mrs. Clark from behind and walks towards Dina and grabs her. He shouts, “You damn monster!!!! I will kill you!! How dare you sneak out!! Do you even know that because of what you’ve done, someone had taken a photo, claiming that a black-eyed monster has entered our house?! I thought it was something else, but now our front yard is crowded with news reporters!!” Right after he concludes, he throws Dina to the side. Dina, being thrown by her father, has her head hit the edge of the table and loses consciousness.

When Dina regains consciousness, she notices that the floor is freezing cold, and the air feels quite moist; it seems that she is in the dungeon. Mr. Clark has an interest in the medieval cultures; therefore he built this dungeon in this house. Now that I think about it, father’s taste in this really disgusts me, Dina thinks. She stands up and wanders around the place; it seems like the only exit of this dungeon is the door. There’s nothing here, and despite Dina’s body being very slim, it is still not possible for her to escape through the metal bars. Suddenly, Dina hears someone coming towards her. She stares at the person closely in the dark. “Hey~~ You little monster~ How does it feel being here?” The footsteps came from Maisha, the hateful woman. “I knew your plans from the very beginning, and that’s why I sent photos of you outside to the news reporters, ugly one.” Maisha looks at Dina with a despicable look, “You beastly girl…” “Oh, but aren’t you the same? You are also being controlled by my father, aren’t you? Forced to depend on my father because of that…you damn woman…you are no different from a monster! You thought I don’t know how you seduced my father every night, didn’t you?” Dina looks at Maisha, laughing, “You slut, you slut, you slut, you slut!” Dina repeats nonstop, until Maisha, irritated, opens the dungeon door and gave her a few punches, till she coughs up blood. “Enough, you freaking monster!! Your father told me that I can always finish you however I want!” Maisha shouts as she stomps on Dina’s head.

“That’s enough…”

“Spurt… Heh… Hehehehehehehehehehehehe...” Dina, who is still being stomped, starts giggling creepily. “Hehehehehehehe… HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Dina laughs hysterically as she opens her eyes widely. “No!!!” Dina grabs Maisha’s ankle tightly as she screams, “The one who should be punished is YOU!!” Dina stands up, and with her one hand still holding onto Maisha’s ankle, she hits the woman in the knee with her other hand with immense power, instantly reflexing Maisha’s knee. The pain caused Maisha to scream to tears. Then, Dina sits onto Maisha and slaps her a few times while she laughs, “scream you b**ch! Hyaahaha!” Dina then starts to strangle Maisha, “You shouldn’t provoke me! You should never provoke an angel!” Maisha struggles continuously; she grabs Dina’s tightly, and scratches her arm to the point of having her skin scratched off, but Dina does not feel anything, because she knows that the person in front of her has to be punished. “That’s right Maisha – I knew all of what you’ve done, and I’ve always known about it, so I need to judge you…Maisha. Qwest…” Dina’s face approaches Maisha’s. Her large eyes stare at the woman, and the woman looks back with a terrified look. “What you have done cannot escape from an angel’s eyes, so I now announce…you’re…” Dina strangles Maisha even harder as she whispers to the woman’s ears...

“Guilty.”

Dina tightens her grip as Maisha’s eye turn white. Now everything is quiet.

After making sure that Maisha isn’t breathing anymore, Dina stands up, excited, and says, “Whew…I killed someone…I killed someone… Hehehehehehehe...” Dina laughs hysterically as she hugs herself, because she has finally done something she has always wanted to do. “It’s time for more trials…” Dina immediately switches back to her serious personality.

She arrives at the collection room, and walks toward the glass case, looking at the sword inside the case with a cold look. “It’s time. Come…” Even though she said she will leave this place, but she has changed her plans; she will finish this, once and for all, and leave this place along with her mother.

An hour later, Dina, covered in blood, arrives at Mr. Clark’s office. “Father……Hehehe…” She opens the office door slowly, but sees no signs of her father. However, just before she is about to leave, she sees someone lying on the floor. Just when she can see that person clearly, she cries. “Mother!!!!” Dina runs towards her mother, and holds her up. Her mother is covered in wounds, and is stabbed with a knife; she is no longer breathing. “No, NO, NO!!! MOTHER!!” Nothings left for her. Even beloved mother has gone. Dina cries as she hugs her mother, but then she notices the reflection on the sword; someone is approaching her, and she recognizes him. When the person comes close, Dina suddenly grabs the sword and slashes the person, making him fall.

“Hello, father.” One of Mr. Clark’s legs is chopped off. Mr. Clark crawls on the ground, trying to escape, but Dina stops him by stepping on his wound where his leg was chopped off. “Ahhhhhhh!!” Mr. Clark shouts. “Father……I thought you are gone…It will really trouble me if you are…hehehehehehe…” Dina says as she stabs her father in his stomach with the sword. She stabs, stabs, and stabs, making her father excessively bleed. “What’s going on father? Aren’t you strong all the time? How can you get so low by a monster” Dina’s eyes are filled with crazy and murderous thoughts, “You know, it feels so nice to judge and sentence people! Maybe I’ll become a great Judge someday…" Dina swings her sword. “Judge…humph, like hell will a monster become a Judge. A Judge is…cough…is only suitable for those who are fair and perfect…” Mr. Clark pants. Dina then points the sword at her father and says, “Then, are the things you’ve done ever the fairest? Hyahahahaha! I am way better than you. WAY. TOO. MUCH!!!” Dina stabs her father harshly every time she says a word. His organs flow out from him, and they are either being minced or mashed by Dina.  Mr. Clark, suffering from severe injury and excessive bleeding, glares at Dina and shouts, “You…you monster!!!!” “Monster? No, no, no… I am an ANGEL!! An angel that is born to punish you!! Hyaahahaha!!” Dina raises her sword, “Danny Clark…I now announce… you’re...Guilty!!!!” Dina slashes with her sword, chopping her father’s head off before he has time to react. The man’s body collapses as his head falls to the ground. Dina picks up her father’s head, talking as she looks at it, “Father…I knew everything…What you have done so far are all being seen with my eyes, even if you don’t treat me like a normal human.” Dina throws the head into the burning hearth.

“Hehehehe…Hehe…He…” For some reason, Dina notices that her blood is boiling, and that she adores everything she has done. That’s right, she now consider everything reasonable. She grabs the sword tightly, shaking her hands and shivering at the same time.

She has lost her mind.

“Hmm~♪~Hmm~♪~Hmm~♪~” Dina puts her mother’s corpse into a suitcase, “Don’t worry mother…I will find a nice place to bury you♪” Dina says to her mother’s corpse as she gently touches her mother’s hair. Dina changes her clothes into a white one, which shows her white complexion. Then she prepared herself and the sword, which is creating a resonance that seems to express the joy for Dina. “Is that so? Hehehe…That’s right, I am now your master! Hehehehehe...I am an angel!! I have the right to decide whether people live or get killed by me~♪” Dina swings the sword as she talks to the sword. She leaves the house with the heavy suitcase, and walks towards the forest; she looks at the burning mansion before she steps into the forest. She smiles with satisfaction and disappears into the forest.

There was a fire at the Clarks’ mansion last night. When the policemen and the fire fighters arrived, they discovered large amounts of dead, decapitated corpse. The policemen suspected that most of the corpses were the servants of the Clarks. Of course, they also found Mr. Clark’s body, with his head, burnt to the skull, discovered in the hearth. Mrs. Clark’s body was not found, but she is also suspected dead, as they found her blood in Mr. Clark’s office. Taylor, Mr. Clark’s lawyer, was also found dead after the fire started; he also died from decapitation.

Mr. Clark’s neighbor was questioned whether the family had a child or not; all of them answered no. No data shows that the Clarks had a child, either.

-A month later-

“Good morning. This is David Starter here at Morning News. It seems that a few people have witnessed a sword wielding girl in white last night. Let’s ask some of the witnesses about the incident.” - “She’s an Angel! I saw her wings!” - “She’s a head-carrying white ghost!” - “She is here to judge us!! She’s going to take our lives!” A man who is watching the news laughed in front of the TV and says, “Hmph, angels… It must be a lie made by stupid people…like hell angels exist in this world” He walks into a dark alley to smoke, and just before he puts the cigarette in his mouth, he is pushed to the wall by someone. Using the very dim lighting, he sees a girl in white. “W-wait! Can you be…?!” The man struggles as he speaks, but the girl cuts in before he can end the sentence. 

“Shhh…you need to be quiet during a trial…” “Now, how dare you defy an angel…hehehe…because of this, I now announce you…”

END

[generalb]

MAG 38 “Lost and Found” Reveiw:

Holy shit holyshitholy—okay. Let’s take this from the top.

I made the mistake of thinking this was a normal episode due to Sims having no conversation at the start, going straight into the statement. I was wrong. But the statement itself was awfully creepy and I loved it. First off this may be the first actually gay couple I’ve heard in the series to hats off to them, happy pride! I won’t go into much spoilers, but I liked that bit at the end of the statement. “Sorry about your pen.” God that was cool. And the marriage certificate being half blank was cool. When creepy things aren’t scary to me they end up being cool I can’t explain it any better than that.

But onto the juicy details. Today’s mentioned name is Mikaele Salesa, a weird and sketchy items distributor. I’ll be right back as Sims mentioned that he was in a previous statement, please hold.

Interesting. Apparently, case # 0112905 is actually MAG 14 “piecemeal”. That was a gross episode, but why is it relevant? Ahh okay. The statement-giver, Lee, wanted vengeance on Noriega. After a couple of weeks of seemingly nothing(he was getting the treatment Lee will soon get), he went to kill Noriega himself, but was momentarily halted because the man was meeting with none other than Salesa himself. Interesting. Perhaps he was going to see if he could get an item to save himself? We won’t know. But that’s the end of that rope.

Now for the biggest thing. I won’t go into anymore detail than this: the Worms made their move. They did so after Sims tried crushing a spider(possible connections to MAG 16 “arachnophobia”), so I guess that serves him right. I’m cautious to hear the next episode, as I won’t know who’s in control of the tape recorder. We shall see. This episode rates a high 8/10, would lose my husband to a Chinese Pot again.

Statement Ends

[purplezombietumbler]

My personal grading of Miraculous World specials. (Spoilers, duh).

Miraculous World: New York – United Heroez: B+

Good story, good conflict. Cute Adrienette moments, good new characters I wish we learned more about.

Although, I know it's a kids show and everything but as an American, it's weird to see other countries glorify America. But that's more of a personal thing.

I wish they only played the one Cat Noir transformation when Adrien got back his miraculous to make it more impactful.

Also Lesbian Superbat. No further context is needed. Great start to the series of specials!

Favorite Character(s): Aoen and Jessica.

Miraculous World: Shanghai – The Legend of Ladydragon: B-

Pretty similar to New York. Fei is a well-rounded character and goes through a unique arc (well... unique for Miraculous standards).

I get Marinette and Adrien are the main characters, but I really wish we learned more about the Renlings and Mei Shi.

Also, I'm not Chinese so if you are please let me know if I'm talking out of my ass, but there are some parts that feel really... stereotypical.

Favorite Character(s): Fei.

Miraculous World: Paris – Tales of Shadybug and Claw Noir: A+

Of course my personal favorite of the four (so far).

Same compliment of the first two: I wish they would focus on the different characters instead of only focusing on them through the lense of the two main characters.

I love love love Shadybug's design to the point I wish Marinette in the main series was emp/goth.

As much as everyone jokes about Claw Noir, but his design grew on me.

Although I maintain that Betterfly is a really really dumb name lol. They seriously couldn't think of anything better?

Favorite Character(s): Shadybug and Claw Noir.

Miraculous World: London - At the Edge of Time: C+

It's basically a extended epilogue/season finale.

Genuinely the saddest special.

There's nothing technically wrong with the special per se... but I wish we could see what it could've been had it not turned into a extended season finale.

I'm genuinely curious if now they discarded Miss Rose or if she'll be used differently now.

Favorite Character(s): Chronobug and Bunnyx.

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why am I doing a food review even tho I've never done one before? because it's my blog fuck you, wait, wait, wait, no please don't leave. Okay anways the subject of my judgement today is the Trader Joe's Vegan Pad See Ew.

Now I have two bits of exposition. One, I am half Thai therefore I (think) I know good thai food. Two, if you don't know what Pad See Ew is, Pad See Ew is a Thai stree food comprised of a flat rice noodle, egg, whatever protein you want (usually chicken, beef, or pork), soy sauce, Chinese or american broccoli, and egg. It is by all means heaven on earth (I will not be taking criticism).

Okay so let's start with the actual rating my rating is 6/10 and let me tell you why. Pad See Ew is my FAVORITE Thai dish and I eat it a lot, so I know my stuff, and somthing was just off about this Pad See Ew. There was far too much garlic for starters, the sauce felt wrong (wrong flavour and texture), also the tofu just felt like a weird thing to put in the dish and it was not good tofu either (this may just be a personal thing tho). Over-all very subpar wouldn't personally pick this out to eat this again but if someone gave it to me I would eat it.

Okay side rant that's a bit related, I've seen two reviews about this by non thai people, the first one had the same thougts as me the second is interesting.

The second review liked it a lot and said "the garlic gives it a traditional taste" um so traditional my ass, because while yes there is garlic (and quite a bit of it) in Thai and Asian cooking It's not the extent that it turns the dish into garlic noodles??? And I'm sorry have you ever had thai food before?? because this is the essences of thai food NOT the actual thing, 'cuz like you said that you are the child of a US ambassador and that you lived in Thailand for a while but like did you?? Because again this is NOT what thai food tastes like?

Okay rant over bye bye :3

[amethysadair]

intro post

hello everyone!! you can call me amethys, though some call me ame or am and that’s fine too. my pronouns are she/her btw, but i’m okay with any others :)

i may draw or write here, but this blog is mainly to reblog cool stuff i see, and to post my own thoughts from time to time. if i do draw/write here, i’ll make a side blog to reblog my art to. asks and dms are open, but i may not reply that often to dms. sorry bout that.

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tags:

#ametalk - used for my own thoughts

#ameart - used for art

#amewriting - used for writing (if i do this will be mainly original writing)

#amelore - used for talking about oc lore

hobbies:

drawing (both traditional and digital)

writing

baking

fandoms:

Generation Loss

Detroit: Become Human (haven’t played yet unfortunately :(( )

Town of Salem (played ToS1 for half a year, but am starting to play ToS2 now)

Genshin Impact

Sky: Children of the Light

i’ll be drawing from these, but i also have crossover ocs who i love with all my heart and i’ll explain their stories when i draw/write about them :D

art boundaries (both drawing/writing):

no reposting without credit

no feeding my work to A.I.

no tracing/taking my art as your own

taking inspiration is okay, but please dm me if you want to monetise it

using my art as a pfp/banner is okay too

sending me art requests in my asks is okay, but no promises on me doing them

dni:

homophobes, transphobes, racists, ableists etc

pro-ai people

people who make SA jokes

basically, don’t be weird or an asshole. if your vibe is wrong i will block

byf:

DO NOT SEND ME NSFW!! i am very uncomfortable with it

i may be autistic, and may talk about it here. i am also thinking of getting tested for it

i have been addicted to character.ai and chatgpt before, and am trying to stop using it for many reasons. hence the dni on pro-ai people

i may swear from time to time

more about me:

i’m an INTP, and i speak English, Chinese/Mandarin and am learning Japanese as of right now :D

also i came here from pinterest/youtube shorts lmao

when i do swear, i may use Town of Salem swears for the jokes but will put real one in strikethrough

i am pretty new to tumblr, so do let me know if i’m doing anything wrong, thank you :DD