#and that made me very haply

[just-another-obsessed-fangirl]

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[agaypanic]

former theater kid as well !! maybe a story about regina with a gf in theater club ?

My Little Star (Regina George X Theater Kid!Reader)

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Summary: Your girlfriend comes to see you in your last high school show.

A/N: depending on which regina you’re envisioning with this, au where everyone has smartphones. post!mean girls regina bc then i wont feel too bad if she seems too ooc. ive been thinking a lot about romeo and juliet lately so the play is romeo and juliet teehee

***

If you had told your younger self that at the end of your senior year, you’d be the leading star in your final show and be dating Regina George, she would’ve thought you were insane.

Yet here you were, getting ready for the opening night of Romeo and Juliet while your girlfriend spam-texted you words of encouragement.

Regina <3

You’re gonna do so good, I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU!!!

I was gonna keep it a surprise until after the show, but I got your favorite 

*Sent 1 Attachment*

Unlocking your phone to respond, you were greeted with a picture of Regina sitting in the auditorium holding a large bouquet of your favorite flowers. She had a great big smile on her face, her eyes squinting from it. 

Your breath hitched. You knew Regina loved you, but the picture radiated her feelings of pride for you. It made you want to run out and smother her in affection.

Instead, you texted her back.

You

OMG you’re literally the sweetest Regina!!

I’ll be looking for you in the audience lol

Regina <3

I’m sitting in the very center, so hopefully I’m easy to spot

Especially with this giant ass bouquet

You laughed at the message and soon got a tap on your shoulder from one of your friends, telling you places were in five minutes.

You

I have to go, we’re gonna start soon

But I’ll be looking for you :)) 

You waited until you saw a response from Regina before putting your phone in your bag.

Regina <3

YOU’RE GONNA DO AMAZING

BREAK A LEG <3333

DON’T ACTUALLY BREAK A LEG THO

THAT’D BE BAD

I LOVE YOU!!!

Laughing at her stream of messages, you put your phone away and rushed out to your place. As much as you revel in the fact that you had a leading role, you were already waiting for the show to be over so you could see Regina.

***

If you had to choose one, the death scene was probably your favorite. It was dramatic, which was always fun, and you got to stab yourself with a retractable blade.

“What’s here? A cup, closed in my true love’s hand?” You took the empty cup out of Romeo’s, whose real name was Jared, stiff hand, inspecting it. “Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end: O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after?” You dropped the cup in distress, wondering what to do. Then your eyes fell on Jared’s lips, and you had a revelation. “I will kiss thy lips; Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, to make die with a restorative.”

You held his face gently in your hands and leaned down to kiss him. Every time you went through a kiss scene with Jared, you pretended it was Regina you were kissing. The passion seemed more authentic that way.

You pulled away, staring down at Jared.

“Thy lips are warm.” You said brokenheartedly. You were just barely too late. If only he had waited a while longer to drink the poison so you’d be awake to stop him.

“Lead, boy: which way?” You heard from offstage. 

“Yea, noise?” You looked toward the direction of the noise’s source in a panic. “Then I’ll be brief. O happy dagger!”

You grabbed Romeo’s dagger and raised it to the audience. And that’s when you caught a glimpse of Regina. Despite the room being dark and her being far away, you could feel her excitement as she watched. You had to stop yourself from smiling.

“This is thy sheath,” You say before shoving the dagger into your heart. You gasp a little and look up. To the audience, you could’ve been looking up to the heavens in your last moments. But you were doing your best to stare into Regina’s eyes that were fixated on you. “There rust, and let me die.”

With that, you fell on top of Jared’s body, doing your best not to crush him as you ‘died.’

The scene continued from there, and you did your best not to move. Your back was killing you from the long show, but eventually, it ended. When you came out for bows, you heard a particularly loud cheer, and you didn’t have to guess who it was. It made you smile even more, so much that your cheeks started getting sore.

When the bows were over, and the cast and crew were finding their friends and family in the audience, you ran to Regina. It was a bit difficult weaving through the crowd, especially in your costume, but eventually, you reached the blonde, who had her arms opened wide and ready to catch you.

“You were amazing!” Regina all but shouted in your ear as she hugged you, squeezing you tightly. “Absolutely showstopping. One day, you’ll be a famous actress.”

“You think too highly of me, Regina.” You said with a giggle, and you were sure that your reddening cheeks were showing through your heavy stage makeup.

You grabbed your girlfriend’s face and kissed her. It was a million times better than pretending you were kissing her instead of Jared when you were on stage. Regina’s hands dropped to your hips, pulling you close against her. When you let out a little moan, you knew you should pull away before you felt like you couldn’t turn back.

“These are for you,” Regina said before biting her slightly swollen lip, giving you the giant bouquet she had gotten for you. One thing about Regina was that she was never cheap.

“I love them.” You smiled, giving her a few pecks.

“Anything for you, my little star.” The nickname made you giddy, made you feel like you were the only ones in this gigantic room. “Now how about you go change, we get some food, and then you sleep over at my house?”

“That sounds perfect.” You kissed Regina again; it was like you were addicted to her lips. “I should go now. If I kiss you anymore, I’ll probably never leave.”

“I definitely wouldn’t complain,” Regina smirked, but agreed that you should go change. She turned you around by the shoulders and gave you a quick pat on the butt to send you on your way, laughing at the way you squealed in surprise.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for telling my mom im not comfortable with her bf living with us? (cw, a little abuse and animal death mentions for like 2 seconds)

i, 17 afab x, live with my mom, 39 f, during the school week and my father's mom, 65 f, during the weekend. my mom started dating jon,fake name, 34 m, on valentines day this year. she told me when picking me up with him in the car, meaning i couldn't react at all. the main reason i reacted was she explicitly told me this wouldn't happen. she also explicitly told me he wouldn't be moving in but he never left. he's a professional chef and has taken over our very small kitchen bc of that. he doesn't like our dogs until they're calm, which takes an hour, he doesn't like the cats either and has forced them to live in the hall way which is the size of a closet.

i don't like jon, ive made this known to both my mom and him. in therapy i figured out it wasn't specifically about him, just the fact i haven't lived with a grown man 24/7 since my dad and i watched him abuse my mom when i was 4 and my trauma was responding, not myself.

the other day, i realized i was no longer comfortable in the kitchen bc its his space to me and wasn't eating at this house as a result. i told my mother and was met with her pushing back and pushing for me to go on anti-depressants, something ive been adamantly against for 5 years since prozac made me a zombie.

yesterday, we talked again and she made an off comment, "im sorry me being haply is making you miserable." she quickly realized what he'd said and spent 5 minutes apologizing as i cried.

school gets out in 3 weeks and im planning on just living with my gram mostly during that time and coming back on the weekends to be with my bird, who can't come with me bc all the birds in that house besides him have died. i can't rehome him bc he's scared he's scared of anyone who isn't me and he barely likes when i interact with him...

(sorry this is so long)

aita for telling my mother im not comfortable living with her bf after she told me he wouldn't be her bf or living with us?

[silverskye13]

The Shakespeare line "you egg? (He stabs him)" Is totally Hels towards Wels lol

Lin you're hilarious lol

"What. Are you doing?" Welsknight asked, trying not to sound as confused as he was.

Helsknight glanced up from the book he was reading to regard him with obvious disdain. "That question doesn't deserve an answer."

"Okay fine." Welsknight rolled his eyes. "Why are you here, on Hermitcraft, reading a book."

"Because Shakespeare was made to be read in the sun, and on the stage," Helsknight sniffed. "I'm not putting on a one-man-performance, and there's no sun in hels."

"So you're here."

"No, I'm on the moon."

"You don't have to be so touchy," Wels scowled. He took a breath, and decided to try his best to be civil. "I like Shakespeare."

Helsknight dropped his gaze back down to his book, "Congratulations."

"He's a classic." Welsknight continued steadfastly. "Which play are you reading?"

"Don't you have something better to do?"

"Obviously not."

"Get thee gone, go mind your own damn business." Helsknight closed his book again, keeping his thumb on the page he had last been reading, and smacked Wels none-too-gently on the leg with it. "Out, damned spot."

"You're reading Macbeth?" Welsknight smirked. "Of course you're reading Macbeth."

"And just what is that supposed to mean?"

"It's just very on brand." Welsknight laughed. "You wouldn't read any comedy. You've got no sense of humor."

Helsknight let out a long breath, trying valiantly to maintain hold of his dwindling patience. He reopened his book and glared down at the pages, doing his best to stubbornly ignore Wels. Welsknight watched him. Admittedly, if he were a Shakespearian character, his fatal flaw would be his inability to let sleeping dogs lie, no matter how wise it was to walk away and let Helsknight read. He wasn't hurting anyone, and Welsknight didn't particularly feel like getting into a fight.

But how many chances did he get to really annoy his evil half?

"So, how far in the play are you?" Welsknight asked, earning himself a long half-groan, half-growl from his other half. "Have they killed Duncan yet?"

"Spoilers."

"You just quoted Lady Macbeth's nervous breakdown at me. You've read Duncan's death before."

"Maybe I've just heard the quote somewhere."

"Out, damned spot," Welsknight mused. "Past that then. From the damnéd spot to the candle, perchance?"

"Excuse me?"

"Fair Lady Macbeth's demise!" Welsknight proclaimed, reveling in the chagrined expression Helsknight shot him. "Out, out, brief candle? Why, life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more!"

"It is a tale told by an idiot," Helsknight glared, "full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

"I'm going to pretend you were just finishing the stanza, and that wasn't an insult."

"It was an insult."

"You're probably not even reading Macbeth," Welsknight smiled, ignoring the jab. "One of the other great monologues maybe."

"Don't you dare--"

"Fie, fie! Unknit that threat’ning unkind brow," Welsknight exclaimed, eyebrows raised, his barely contained grin undercutting his attempt at a dramatic gasp. "And dart not scornful glances from those eyes to wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads, confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds, and in no sense is meet or amiable."

"Would you shut up?"

"Come, come, you froward and unable worm! My mind hath been as big as yours, my heart as great, my reason haply more, to bandy word for word and frown for frown."

"Wels I swear--"

"Not taming any shrews, then?" Welsknight continued, undaunted. "Probably not. You're probably reading something violent and full of itself. That matches you best."

Helsknight got to his feet, his hand on his sword hilt, his book forgotten in the grass. Welsknight took a few steps back, giving himself a little distance to work with in case Hels decided to lunge at him. He smiled and bowed low. "I do protest, I never injured thee but love thee better than thou canst devise, till thou shalt know the reason of my love! And so, good Capulet, which name I tender as dearly as mine own, be satisfied."

Helsknight's fist tightened on his sword hilt. "I have had just about enough of you."

"No no, you've got the verse all wrong," Welsknight tutted in mock dismay. "The next line belongs to Mercurio, saying: O calm, dishonorable, vile submission! Alla stoccato carries it away."

Welsknight drew his sword with a theatrical flourish and declared, "Helsknight, you ratcatcher! Will you walk?"

Helsknight narrowed his eyes. "What wouldst though have of me?"

"Good king of cats! Nothing but one of your nine lives, that I mean to make bold withal, and, as you shall use me hereafter, dry-beat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out."

Welsknight expected Helsknight to draw his sword then, and respond in kind as Tybalt had. Instead, Helsknight simply stood there, studying him contemplatively. A few seconds passed, and then a full minute, and Welsknight lowered his sword, pointing the tip towards the grass.

"What's the matter Hels?" Welsknight smirked. "Too much of a brute to memorize Romeo and Juliet?"

Helsknight raised an unamused eyebrow. "What, you egg?"

Welsknight blinked, incredulously. He had enough time to place the line in Macbeth, and enough time again to remember when in the story the stupid line took place. And then he didn't think much of anything, because Helsknight had stabbed him.

"Rude." Welsknight managed.

"Young fry of treachery," Helsknight finished the line. Then he bent to pick up his book, and Welsknight respawned with Helsknight's parting words ringing in his head. "If you must know, it was Sonnet 73."

Welsknight sat up in his castle, shuddering off the last ghost of his respawn. He rolled his eyes at the unpleasantness, and then, because he was curious, padded over to his shelf to grab his book of Shakespeare's sonnets from his collection of books.

[Sonnet 73]

That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

In me thou see'st the twilight of such day

As after sunset fadeth in the west,

Which by and by black night doth take away,

Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.

In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire

That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,

As the death-bed whereon it must expire,

Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.

This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,

To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

Welsknight read the poem again, an eyebrow raised. "All that drama, and he's not even reading a play."

Welsknight rolled his eyes. "Whatever Hels."

He shelved the book.

[kanene-yaaay-o-retorno]

I am going insane thinking about Forever and Philza for real for real. When I first saw them interacting I thought that getting atatched to these two would bring so much angst to lil old me but like they're one of the most solid friendships nowadays and it's so heartwarming to see that developing!

It's about how Forever saw Tallulah being attacked and killed right in front of him and the pain everyone went through when Bobby lost his last life and decided that no parent would go through that again. That his son would never be in that danger again.

It's about how they came suddenly into the island and quickly became an essencial part of everyone's life. I didn't follow Philza before but I can only imagine, like, there is that monster that is trying to kill your kids at any cost, just like the very island they were in. You couldn't trust the Federation and maybe you couldn't trust the others islanders too. Everything you had is your own strength and your intelligence and the determination to do anything you could to protect your kid, but in the end, the very act of fighting for their life could be the thing that kills them if in the heat of the battle they kids just get too close from your weapon.

That was the problem. And what could they do if not do their best to fight and get stronger and survive one more day?

Forever saw that. For me that is so crazy. He saw a problem that seemed like it didn't have a solution, like it was something that simply could not be helped and he just went 'nope' and made an entire system that took him hours and hours to not only protect his son, but the children of the entire island.

I just wonder if it was a breath of hope in the middle of that despair. I mean, of course everyone did a lot for the eggs, I could spend literal hours here describing how pretty much everyone in the island, in little or big ways, went out of their day/routine/plan to take care and spend time with their eggs, to wipe their tears or to just laugh and be silly together. This is also hope and this is also important. And the N.I.N.H.O? Bruh, it was the confirmation that even if the person wasn't good at fighting. Even if you weren't online. Even if someone was kilometers away from the fight, with just a button your kid would be safe and sound and far away from any attack.

And Forever gave that freely to everyone. I think that was The Moment to Philza. That crazy silly funny smart brazilian guy that followed him talking nonsense about love and an ex just saw all of their (and his too) pain and said "We're not going to go through that alone ever again."

The amount of care aaaaa. And now Philza gave him acesso to his base. To the place where his kids are and one of the places that he protects that most. And he never took it from Forever. NEVER. That is so crazy to me. I mean, picture with me:

That man is a full anarchist and not for a single moment he decided that Forever becoming the president is a reason to take him from his allow list. Not ever when he accepted the task from Cucorucho and everyone thought that he and the Federation were getting close.

Not even when Tallulah and Richas had that fight or during the entire Haply Pills Arc. !!!! Do you realize that! From the very first second that Philza decided to trust him he just Didn't Stop. Ever. Forever was going crazy smiling laughing and threatening everyone, refusing to listen about the eggs and he just said that Everything Would Be Okay, We're Going To Get Through This.

His enemy is the Federation and that blonde, crazy guy with a heart of gold is his friend, he is not going to steer away from his side. They flirt and make jokes and have serious conversations and Philza goes to him when he gets any important information and Forever asked about him every day since he woke up to thank him for not letting him alone. They could have the rockiest relationship ever but each time they see each other is so calm and fun and full of reassures that They Will Find The Eggs, Don't Worry, You Did Everything You Could.

Just. Them.

[itsmattchou]

even if it's a dream, i like it !

pairing: zb1 maknae line x fem!reader warnings: swearing, broke reader, mentions of food, reader being drunk in gyuvins, english isn't my first language!!! genre: fluff, kind of crack if you squint synopsis: zb1 + kdrama cliches notes: had that idea so long ago and finally i have done it!! yay yippee. school has started again n i am not haply about it

SHEN QUANRUI :: rich boy x poor girl

who's seen this coming? everyone. everyone did.

ADDITIONALLY he fits the secret millionaire trope (my dream fr) but that's for another post

you grew up in a poor household, sometimes struggling to afford basic things

so you had a job after school to help your parents with money

your grades weren't all that good either as you barely had time to study

so now, after graduation, your job kind of ✨sucked✨

you work in some korean bbq shop and the salary is pretty much mid🥰

there was a group of people that were regulars at your store; they were most likely working at that firm nearby and went out to eat here because it was most convenient

but there was also a really handsome man among these people, and he seemed kind of interested in you???

but he always wore luxury items and shii n that stuff is intimidating, especially to a broke loser like u r

until he suddenly entered the shop without his colleagues and ordered what he usually ordered

but BAM when he paid he also asked your for your number and also asked you out on a date

BAM you said yes

bro took you out on multiple dates, always trying to woo you with his wealth but you weren't really affected by it (you know that scene in business proposal? "you know what my love and this card have in common?"? yes he pulled that stunt too. INSPIRED by the kdrama of course!)

IT HONESTLY THREW HIM OFF. but it also made you even more interesting to him so💕

you finally convinced him to let you plan a date and let you pay for everything (it took a lot of convincing.) and on that date you managed to learn more about his real personality he usually hid behind all his money

lovelicky > rich ricky every day fr

anyway you started being gf bf eventually!! he was out there spoiling you rotten and you were trying your hardest to keep him humble

lovely😍

KIM GYUVIN :: piggyback ride

for the sake of this headcanon. you two are legal adults OKAY?

SO you two were working in the same company!

he was the fun and loud colleague, while you were mostly keeping to yourself and focusing on work

you weren't all that close at all, more like acquaintances

but he was very nice to be around, so you liked working with him🫶

as you've seen it in kdramas, the whole group of colleagues sometimes goes out to eat or drink!

so now you were in some korean bbq restaurant (the stories connect😱) with them yay

gyuvin was busy telling a story about his pet toad gerald he had at age 7, ricky was busy staring at one of them korean bbq workers, and you were silently deciding on drinking tonight or not

but as you've also seen in kdramas, your higher ups ended up making you drink a shit ton with them for NO FUCKING REASONNN👹

it didn't help that your alcohol tolerance was really low too

so by the end of the night you were pretty much wasted. but hey, at least you were conscious!

gyuvin really liked you and your shy persona! so he was like "yo let me take her home" when your colleagues tried to figure out how to get you home

he knew you lived close by so he just decided to give you a lil piggyback ride to your home

you were way more outgoing when drunk, gyuvin figured

you were chewing his ear off about some drunk nonsense he could barely understand because you kept mumbling

when you arrived in front of your apartment, he made you enter the pin code and brought you in, trying to get you ready for bed (more or less)

you kept blabbering and somehow ended up crying your eyes out because you remembered gyuvins pet toad gerald had died

bro was straight up panicking😭😭

he tried to comfort you and (another cliché) you ended up falling asleep on him, leaving him NO CHOICE other than staying the night🫶🫶 because YOU DID NOT LET GO 👹

PARK GUNWOOK :: "yes, very beautiful."

schoolmates/friends to lovers? yes very much🥰🥰

and to spice it up you can imagine it as academic rivals to friends to lovers

ACADEMIC RIVALS TO LOVERS IS SUCH A GUNWOOK TROPE UGHHHHH💥

but, this too, is for another post <3

anyway!!

so i'm pretty sure south korea does not have a 4th of july typa thingy

or do they? i have no idea

but let's pretend they do! i mean why shouldn't south korea celebrate america's independence?! 😁

it was the day of that long awaited cool festival yay! and your friendgroup decided to go together

gunwook n you are in said friendgroup ^

so after school all of you met up at the festival ground and started to check out all the tents and what not

the hours went by quickly and the fireworks, the highlight of that festival, were getting closer n closer

but this is a fucking kdrama so naturally your friendgroup got separated because of the big crowd shortly before the fireworks started🥰

leaving you and gunwook alone. obviously

figuring you wouldn't be able to find your friends before it started, you two just searched for a nice spot to watch from

gunwooks mind was just racing because poor boy highkey has a crush on you (and you were oblivious to it👍🏻)

you found a great spot, not all too crowded and the firework show went off

it was really a gorgeous sight. all those different colors in the nightsky and the stars?? pretty

you were watching excitedly, your eyes practically glowing

"wow, look at this gunwook!! isn't it beautiful?", you asked, thinking he was watching the fireworks just like you did

he was watching you instead, a small smile forming on his lips at the endearing sight of you

"yes, very beautiful," he answered, truthfully

HAN YUJIN :: you trip and he catches you

now this one isn't only a kdrama cliché but you get it

off topic but i was reading that book where this happened like 5 times before they officially started dating (in 200 pages) i was screaming because it was so oVERUSED

anyway! now i'm also using this overused thing! yay! 🤩

so idk if you remember but i wrote one reaction that was like "them when you fall asleep on their shoulder". this thing happened prior to that (you n yujin really are a kdrama couple bro)

so your class were on this fun class trip where you were just. walking through a forest.

and the guide was talking about nature and shit, which wasn't very interesting, not gonna lie💀💀

so you were playing around with your friend yujin

who also happened to be your crush WHAAAAAT😱

you two were walking at the very back, not really trying to keep up with the rest of your class

but still making sure not to fall behind too much. losing them would be a big no no🥴

the path, of course, wasn't very even

it's a in a fucking forest after all WHAT DID U EXPECT

so while talking to yujin about something silly that happened to you just a few days ago, you weren't really paying attention to where you were going

and ended up falling over a branch! oh no!

but yujin reacted quickly and caught you before you could hit the ground, one hand grabbing your arm and the other holding your waist

CUE that short n awkward moment of eye contact while you're still in shock

"uhm" "yeah"

he let's you go and you two just continue going your way, pretending that shit never happened for the sake of everything 🥰

[aedesluminis]

"The Fifth of May"

The Fifth of May is a poem written by the Italian poet and novelist Alessandro Manzoni in 1821, in honour of Napoléon's death.

It's one of the most famous poems as far as Italian literature is concerned: it usually gets studied and analyzed at least once during compulsory education! Since it doesn't seem that many people outside of Italy know of it, I will share below an English translation made by Lorna de Lucchi (source + original in Italian here)

" He is no more. As reft of breath The heedless body lay at last On whom such boundless hopes were cast, Immobile in the calm of death. So, by the tidings, in amaze The earth is held, and with her gaze The parting hour doth mutely scan Of this great spirit ; if again Upon the dust of her wide plain, All blood-besprinkled, ever can The footfall of a mortal show Like unto his, she doth not know.

My muse, seeing him most gloriously Ensconced upon a royal throne, Was still, nor in the clam'rous tone Of myriad voices joined as he Fell, then triumphantly did soar To fall again and rise no more : Free from all taint of servile praise And cowardly insult, let me rise, Now this bright star falls from the skies, As one who piteous homage pays ; A garland on his urn, let lie This song which haply will not die !

From Alp to hoary Pyramid, From Manzanare to the Rhine, From Scylla to the Don, sure sign His vivid lightnings were that did Foreshow the tempest that would be, His winged bolt from sea to sea.

Is his true fame ? Posterity The arduous verdict will declare ; We can but bow in reverence where The Eternal Craftsman mightily Conceived this soul that it might stand To show the marvels of His hand.

The tremulous, impassioned joy Of schemes conveyed with master-art, The strife of a subjected heart Which dreamed a sceptre for a toy, Nor was denied the godly prize Before a world's incredulous eyes ;

All these he knew ; untold renown More glorious for the peril passed, Flight, then the victory at last, The pains of exile doffed the crown ; Twice humbled to the very dust, Twice gifted with an empire's trust.

He spoke : and lo, two centuries, Ranged face to face upon the field, Submissive to his voice did yield, As if to destiny's decrees : He called for silence, and then grave Judgment between them both he gave.

He vanished : idly passed the days Imprisoned in a narrow round, By bitter envy and profound Compassion, by the constant gaze Of hate unconquerable pursued, With love indomitable endued.

A wave o'er shipwrecked mortal's head Closeth, then heavily down doth bear, The very wave that in despair He scanned before, straining ahead After some merciful trace of ground In a vain hope before he drowned :

Even so this soul was crushed below The burden that is memory ! How often to posterity On deathless page he sought to show Himself revealed, how often then From his tired fingers dropped the pen !

How often, drawing to the end Of a day spent in listless wise, Arms crossed on breast and downcast eyes Aflame, he stood while thought did tend Towards the past, in yearning vain For that which could not be again,

Calling to mind the mobile tents, The glint of passing infantry The flood-wave of the cavalry, The storming of the battlements, The sharply framed, imperious word, The swift consent of those who heard !

Maybe in such deep misery His spirit might have known despair, Had not a hand divine been there To raise him up in charity And carry him to mansions where Breathes a more consecrated air ;

To lead him by hope's flowery ways To everlasting pastures sweet, Where perfect happiness doth meet And soar above poor mortal praise, Where in hushed twilight doth abide The earthly glory that hath died.

Immortal Faith, O gentle maid, Full many a triumph hast thou seen ! Write this thing down in joy serene ; Never on Golgotha was laid Sublimer fame as low as this, Never proud spirit bowed like his.

O Faith, from his sad ashes move All words of bitterness away ! The God who doth create and slay, Who doth chastise then heal in love, Will surely come to him and keep Vigil beside his lonely sleep. "

[the-white-void]

Life, Death, Rebirth

~Sypnosis: "Thee hadst been thrown into teyvat wh're i did rule. Thou art mine own heir, mine own physical f'rm, yet those daws besmirch t by leaving thee with scars and wounds. And i shall nay longeth'r standeth aside while those imbeciles taketh our headeth"

Mentions: Mental instability, trauma, small violence, blood.

"My dearest, wherefore alloweth those trait'rs runneth free? wherefore not alloweth those folk seeth the real thee? the real. Us?" wouldst yond not beest satisfying "

You then jolted awake once more, in this dreadful world that has brought you nothing but pain and neverending pain. This world you once thought to be magical had stabbed you in the back for its backhanded prejudice and discrimination to your name, no... their name, it's their name now, they can f*cking keep it. They called that name and removed your head from your body leaving it on the cold and smelly basket that caught your head countless times from the countless deaths you had to endure because of that THING who stole your name.

You ran and ran away but no matter what you did, it always ends the same, a cold and headless end. Then it always comes back to the beginning, a beginning of suffering the moment I see someone, anyone, then the cycle of pain repeats. "There's no hope for this" you whisper as you lie next to astream. "Why can't I just die? Why does it have to go over and over again? Isn't one time enough?" the words left your mouth as you gaped in pain, you breath hanging deep as you accept being a puppet to a neverending broken play, one that is bound to repeat till the very end.

You look to see the reflection in the stream "what did I do for this again?" You asked your reflection before taking a handful of water to drink, then after the ripples faded you see your reflection looking at you with an eerie gaze and an uncanny smile while yours was scrunched and tired.

You took a closer look at it and noticed a few odd things about that reflection, other that it's peculiar behaviour, the colour of its iris was an unnatural hue of milky white, and it's sclera bloody red, as if it were bloodshot. The moment you blinked was the moment the reflection jumped out of the water and dragged you in their world.

You were petrified, you held yourself close hoping nothing would happen to you. The still and suffocating air filled your lungs before opening your eyes to see an empty void filled with nothing but red ichor on the ground. You looked around to see anything but the red void, but nothing, until you looked behind to see the —reflection— that pulled you in here "Who are you?! What do you want? Are you doing what the others want to do? Kill me? Again and again?!! Is that what you want...?" You yelled at them with all the hurt you felt since coming here.

...

"Nay mine own lief, I has't cometh to talketh, speak of what thee've been through and haply assisteth with thy troubles" the mirrored image spoke whilst slowly approaching you. You stumble back, a little familiar with its words, but still unclear of their intentions "I- I don't understand" you uttered while looking on the bloody floor, the floor that made you shudder whenever you looked directly at it. Silence filled the air until you looked up and saw your double right in front of you, stumbling back onto the floor, it too, kneels to you closer "I... will help you" it softly spoke while it points directly to you with a smile.

"Help me? What do you get for helping me? Is this some sort of... trick?" You looked away, distrusting this person. It was confusing and alien to you when trusting anyone in this world, especially someone who kidnapped you from a stream and into this scary domain. "I und'rstand thy disdain of me, aft'r the hooligans i hath left behind hath followed a narcissistic chop-logic, and hast did cause thee to falleth into this pitiful state. Howev'r, t is still mine own responsibility, as thou art mine own descendant" s

[noecoded]

I cant believe I've been following you for almost 2-3 (ish) years, and im very glad I did. I'm happy to see all the improvements you've made in your art despite never commenting outright (and silently admiring you're eye-catching art, as I've been doing for the past years.)

I love your art and whenever I think back to "who's the top 1 asmo fan" I'd always think of you :)) you're very passionate and devoted to the character and I feel like you'd be besties with how much love and care you put in every single work you send off to social media.

Merry christmas and haply new year! Never let anyone else put you down because you're talent continues to grow and me, along with others, will always love your works. Silent or loud, we'll always appreciate it

AUGH sordy im so late responding to this this is so sweet… thankyou for being so kind sobs i hope u had the most wonderful holidays ever 🫶🫶🫶🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

[hermesserpent-stuff]

@lirabuswavi and I’s convo about the mystic misunderstanding au

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Au premise: in which hiccup being a runt would have made him revered in the hunter tribe and when they find out they start giving him offerings.

this post focuses on the twins and their adoption!!

L stands for them and H stands for me.

L: Pay too much attention, and the Acumens will have a permanent pair of chaos makers. Oh Hiccup, teach them the way of chaos wranglers!

Hiccup: Distraction works best. Give them something to do, make them feel important, or appeal to their sense of anarchy. If you can convince them it's a bad idea, they'll do it. Reverse psychology is your new best friend.

Acumens: *Taking notes*

H: they make them chief teachers of zippleback riders ontop of hiccups other advice. it sorts itself out

L: No one can teach them how to get in touch with both their wild side and their human partner like the twins. Not every Zippleback rider is a twin, so having someone to help them get in touch is really helpful. To fly a zippleback with someone else, you have to practically read each other's minds. You have to always know where they are and where they're moving, along with everything else it takes to fly a dragon. Their idea of partner bonding exercises can get a little... weird, but damn if they don't produce results.

H: the zipplebacks are really really happy that their fliers are getting along better and give fish and live boars to the twins when they remember to

L: Honestly, giving the twins a set group of people to harass, people that would even invite it in some ways, would really help settle them. They don't have to be as loud to gain attention, people won't just ignore them when they're being 'inconvenient'. They don't have to fight for attention anymore, and they really like that. Hiccup notes the changes, and is haply with them too. The twins are still chaotic, of course they are! The moment they're agreeable is when you start looking around for paint buckets. But their pranks seem less mean spirited, and people are more likely to laugh along. Viggo's kind of wondering what the hell Berk does to their kids, because they seem to only produce Angry Aggressive Arogant (Astrid and Snotlout) or Needed More Attention as Children (Twins, Hiccup, and arguably Fishlegs).

H: i like the idea that someone or a set of someones decides that they are just gonna adopt the twins for themself. Their kids died out hunting dragons and the house has been much too quiet. they are a little horrified that the twins cry over being presented with their own individual set of utensils and plates. They admit to not having stuff like that without having to share before. they tell viggo.

L: They do like being a set, they do. They're the twins, inseparable like the heads of a zippleback. But they have individual needs, ones that people don't pay attention to. Hiccup is one of the few that can always tell the twins apart. Sometimes their own parents got it wrong. But these people gave them individual things, so they don't have to share if they don't want to. They get it wrong, once or twice, but then they apologize and it doesn't happen again. They've never had people treat them like this before... They like it.

H: they even got two different statues! they look the same but there are two!! its very exciting

L: There's something to be said about always being taken as a set. They're the twins with the zippleback, that only ever need one size of clothes because they can swap as wanted. They're Ruffnut and Tuffnut, not just Ruffnut or just Tuffnut. But the people adopting them don't want the twins, they don't want the complete set. They want Ruffnut. And Tuffnut. They want both for who they are, as individuals. They've never really had that before. For a while, their new parents are the only ones exempt to their pranks. But then they sit down and tell the twins that they don't have to change who they are for them to want them. Even if the twins prank them, and break things on purpose or on accident, they won't take the adoption back. More than they can't do so, they don't want to. They knew what they were getting into, chaos and pranks and all.

H: yep!! they get praised if the prank pulled on them was particularly clever and a boar pit is dug behind the house after a brief mention of missing the one back on the edge

L: Chicken is a beloved member of the family. One of their parents, who knits, made Chicken a little hat and cape. It's adorable, and Tuffnut runs immediately to show Hiccup.

H: hiccup has to admit it is adorable and is happy for the two

[umeqii]

What r your headcanons for dating Varian? 😋

I'M SO HAPLY SOEMONE REQUESTED YHID JAHSJSJAHSAH (shinobu is me rn >_<)

also for the sake of my hyperfixation; i'm yur older sister in this story ;33

also tw some mentions of death ☆

fandom ; rapunzel tangled the series

character ; varian

reader ; gn

creator ; umeqii

okay, varian is the sweetest ever ^_^

ym would have met after his villain arc, and probably through rapunzel (ofc she's the mc)

you and raps met when she was on her adventure trip thingy for the black rocks

by the time something went wild bc whenever the rocks are involved, something always goes wrong, you guys definitely got very close!

and you guys frfr clicked into older sister and younger sibling

speaking of older sister (lmao this is where the best character and person ever comes in)

you have an older sister mari 😙🙀😋😘

okay so long story short, mariya's only a few years older than you, so she's 17-18

she took you in bc idk ur parents left you or smth and you went to an orphanage and got adopted by mariya

well she didn't take you in, her older sister rosalyne did :3

but rosalynes dead now xoxo

so that's when mari stepped in to fulfill her older sister's dream of eternity and bringing peace between people !!

you were 12 when rosalyne died; when you first met mari, she seemed really intimidating and angry (like younger shinobu, so that's why i added her as the photo :3)

rosalyne however, was very gentle and kind and she saw the best in everyone (like rapunzel !)

the reason why she wanted her eternity was because of how her husband died and he said she was pretty like his eternal love for her or smth idrk i'm literally dying of laughter rn writing this sorry

but idrk how rosalyne died, she probs js tripped on a knife and it stabbed her or sum but she's dead for the sake of the plot ☠️☠️

but yeah, mari stepped in and basically mimicked everything about rosalyne and kept her anger to herself (shinobu kinnie guys xx)

anyways, back to varian

once you were back to rapunzel's palace so you could meet all of her friends, varian saw you

he wasn't the type of boy who believes in love at first sight; but let me tell you somethin' !!

since he was the royal engineer, one of his inventions went kinda wrong and he was walking around to greet rapunzel with black smoke on his face, but not on his eyes thanks to his goggles, and messy ass hair ://

he was originally gonna find more mechanics to use but he heard raps' voice so he went to go see her

and then he saw you

oh my golly goshers

HIS JAW DROPPED 💯💯💥💥💥

you were smiling at rapunzel so sweetly and your eyes were so beautifully detailed??

were everyone's eyes like that?

this was the first time he ever stared at someone so much, not even when he had a puppy crush on cassandra

and the way the golden hour's light shone on one half of your face, it made you look angelic !

and when you opened your closed eyed smile, the light was obsorbed by the swirls of your iris (idk wtf an iris is i js saw it once in a book i thibk)

and then raps n you saw varian just standing there like he witnessed two people having the devils tango 😨😨

you ended up giggling slightly due to his current state and you brought your hand out, whilst introducing yourself, for a handshake

"hi there! i'm y/n!!" AND BROOO THE WAY YOU LOOKED AT HIM >

you looked at him so purely

AND MF KNEW THIS WASN'T A CASSANDRA TYPA CRUSH 😭😭😭💯💯💯

he was down bad lowkey

"o-oh!! h-h-hi varian, i'm y-y/n..NO WAIT, I-i'm varian, nice to meet you y/n."

i got 2nd hand embarrassment for writing that much stutters goddamn .

he thought he was cringey and just ruined all changed to talk to you

but you thought it was cute and dorky

and you have a thing for dorks

anyways, you guys got close after talking about alchemy ig idrk my head hurts like crazy

and when he frfr realised he was inlove with you was when he was trying to sleep, and he looked out of a window and saw a pretty flower

"hm. y/n would like that."

then he clocked it

why tf was he thinking about you 😭😭??

i mean who wouldn't :33

then he was just all like "oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh" as he stuffed his face into his pillow

oh and you knew you liked him from the first time ym met, bc dorks r cute idk

you asked him out though after about 6 months of being best friends

it don't matter if you get scared of rejection, your amazing older sister threatened that if you didn't ask him out, you wouldn't live with her anymore !!

(common mari W)

and yeah, you just said it randomly when he was working on a potion or whatever it's called

"hey y/n, this is an example on why you shouldn't put too much of this substance in-"

"i'm inlove with you, varian."

"WHAT"

and cue the explosion because he infact did put too much of the substance inside his potion.

"oh crap, my bad."

"but if you don't like me in that way, please just forget this whole conversation happened."

BUT HE DID?!?×??!?!

and yeah, since you guys are 14-16, you just hugged him and he spun you around as he kissed your cheek with a red face >3<!!

he's always so sweet and precious with you!!

dare i say rapunzel n mari made a bet to see who would ask the other out first

"ha. pay up, blondie."

"awh..fine."

rapunzel was rooting for varian and as already discussed, mari voted for yeewwww :333

varian however loved how enthusiastic yu were and how excited you were when talking about yur silly little interests >_<!!

whether yur a girl, guy, nb, or all of them, you fr taught varian skincare types of things to help with his eyebags

varian’s love language wld defo be acts of service and words of affirmation, so expect alot of that!1!

you would definitely hug and praiss him alot for his inventions, and even dating, he would always get stiff and flustered whenever any of this happened ^_^!!!

[starrspice]

For your Runaway Bride AU, it seems pretty obvious that Sun & Moon will fall completely in love with reader and reader will fall in love with them.

Especially seeing how speechless both Sun & Moon were in seeing how gorgeous they thought reader is, even though she was crying, hurt and in a torn up dress. The setup made it almost seem like “it was love at first sight for them” which, to me, helped made it seem like a big factor in why they wanted to help protect reader and be okay with marrying her immediately (even though they were most likely already programmed to just be nice in general). A quick setting of them first becoming acquaintances to growing into friends to become real lovers sort of situation and honestly I’m just eating ALL that up.

But I do wonder in who will fall in love first of the three? (Honestly, I think it will be tie between Sun or Moon first; but it would funny if it was actually reader who fell first for a change.) Will William try to do something horrible to Sun & Moon; or threaten them or their shop to get them to divorce reader? Or will he try to threaten reader to void her married to Sun & Moon just so he can try to force her to marry him instead? (Knowing how much everyone hates Afton in the fandom I wouldn’t put it pass him to try and go dirty to try to get what he wants. But then again, he just sounds like a big annoy jerk of a CEO then a mob boss honestly.) Will the “Afton virus” be part of this AU or (hopefully) not?

*Le gasped!* Will her MOTHER find her and try to force her to void her marriage to Sun & Moon or will she actually apologize for the pain and misery she put her daughter through for greed?

As stated before I’m just EATING this AU up! 😏🥰

Ooooo i Love the attention to detail you've caught onto there!!! (You've definitely caught on to some intentional details)

I should Say, Sun and Moon don't really care too much about looks. Theyre strong believers in don't judge a book by its cover. But they're very good at reading the kind of energy people give off. Yknow how you can just tell someone is snooty, or really nice just by the way they carry themselves? It certainly started as a form of pity for someone clearly in distress, but I'd say after y/n came out of hiding and immediately tried to help clean up the mess, thats when Sun and Moon REALLY got a read for who they are, and it struck them in a way neither expected.

And all the theories are an absolute TREAT to read!!!! Im eating up your theories like candy after halloween!!!

Funny enough there IS an answer to who falls in love first (or at least who REALIZES They're in love first). I could even tell you the exact MOMENT they realize it

Ive got this fic all planned out but it might be a smidge longer than i expected!!! Its still kind of on the backburner to my amnesia moon fic but that doesnt mean i wont be writing and uploading new chapters here and there!!!

As for William oh he certainly won't be haply when he finds out his bride who jilted him is now supposedly marrying two baker bots. Made from his own company no less. He certainly won't take that lying down. As for the Afton virus, that will not be an element of this fic (but will be of heavy focus in another future fic of mine)

And Y/N's Mom will be returning in the story, but a bit later on...

[stil-yr-sand]

Hey sand how are we on this day? Idk what time it is where you are so.

im chilling actually

i took a practice sat thing today and it only took until 4th hour but we were excused the whole day so i went home to my boyfriends house and we hungojt the rest of the day until swimm. whcih kinda sucked chz i think j have an overuse injurty but jts ok bc ill rest. i had a concert and my family couldnt go bc sixk/out of town but my bf surpirsrd me and went and jt made me really haply. and then i went gome and ordered milkshake and im very proud of msyelf bcexause when i went unstairs for bed i was so tired and just wnated ti sleek but i forced mtself to brush my terth and wash my face and even tjo i didnt floss and i did the nessecities for my fave i still did it snd im proud

[rosethornewrites]

10/27-11/7 T & G reading

The usual

Finished

Teen:

凼仔鱼 Dàngzǐ yú, by Moonpuddles

It did not take long for Lan Wangji to figure out his rhythm in the new life he started with Wei Ying. That warm autumnal evening where they left the past behind and set off to their quaint little cottage, is like a picture in his mind, never to fade away.

It was everything he wanted in his dreams, Wei Ying had said, genuine happiness behind his eyes. A dainty, recluse little world of their own, somewhere Wei Ying could farm and hunt, and Lan Wangji could weave and prepare meals for them.

Gentians of Yesterday, by KobaltBlu (18 chapters)

The tiny boy rolled over, shrinking away from Lan Xichen’s hand.

“I c-can’t feel my legs-s-s.” he whispered, tears running down his face.

Lan Zhan turned to his uncle. “Uncle, we can’t leave him here, he saved me from the dogs.”

Lan Quiren looked like he had swallowed something really sour. The boy’s face reminded him of someone. Who, he couldn’t tell.

Or, Wei Ying is paralyzed when he meets Lan Zhan in Yilling, and is taken in by the Lans.

Hijinks ensue.

Alternative Choices, by StarClearWaters (Readoutloud) (3 chapters)

Lan Xichen does not think himself a man who is easily angered. He is not a man that can easily be made to hate, but as he looks at the mutilated body of his baby brother, he can not help but wish more than an eternity of horrible reincarnations for Wei Wuxian, who had used and ignored his brother so cruelly.

Whatever it takes, by Moonlit_dewdrops (35 chapters)

Jiang Cheng and Wei WuXian are sent back to the past. This time, they can save everyone they love. They can make the right choices. They can learn to trust one another. However, everything comes with a price.

The Hero, by mondengel

A-Yuan knows exactly how to spot a hero.

you are home when tea is served, by neozeka

Day 2 - A+ Parenting

Lan Qiren contemplates the two children he's failed, and a third that someone else failed

or: bonding over tea

hello stranger, I'm a disaster, by spicecandy

The man looks downright embarrassed now, ducking his head and running his fingers through the hair escaping from his high ponytail. “I –er– may have destroyed my sister’s wedding cake? Just the top few tiers! It wasn’t even my fault, Jiang Cheng told me he had it and –”

Lan Zhan interrupts him, something else he’s not in the habit of doing but he feels the situation demands it, the man poised to continue babbling incoherently despite his earlier urgency, “Do you have a picture?”

~

Wei Ying has a baking emergency. Luckily Lan Zhan is there to help.

General:

Moment in Time, by souein

Sometimes it takes time to finally confess to the love of your life. But sometimes the time itself refuses to wait.

or, Lan Zhan travels back in time appearing in a body of his younger self. He has but a moment in time to say the most important words.

No, Wei Wuxian, You Cannot Divorce A Man You Haven't Married Yet!, by stiltonbasket (6 chapters)

"Have you heard? The second young mistress of Yunmeng Jiang broke her troth with Hanguang-jun and ran off to the Burial Mounds with Wen Qionglin!"

"Ah, poor Lan-er-gongzi. Breaking her sister's engagement wasn't enough for Wei-guniang, she had to betray her own intended!"

In which Wei Wuxian ditches the cultivation world, Lan Wangji goes grocery shopping, Lan Sizhui narrates his parents' love story, and Nie Huaisang is the only one who knows what's really going on. Prompt fic!

haply, the river of time, by stiltonbasket (46th in a series)

“Lan-bao was born in the last wood boar year,” Wei Wuxian said slowly, “and the healers guessed her birth must have fallen sometime in the middle of guiyue. The twenty-fourth is a lucky day for boars, so her birthday should be the twenty-fourth of the osmanthus month. What do you think, Lan Zhan?”

“En, it is a good day. And the twenty-fourth is a little more than a month away, so it will give us time to prepare.”

Or: in the autumn of Wei Wuxian’s twenty-seventh year, he and Lan Zhan hold their very first zhuazhou for their small daughter, A-Lan.

Blankets, by handwritten (onefromanotherworld)

A soft weekend afternoon at the Wangxian household.

a seed planted., by cop_ulate (2nd in a series)

wwx and jl speak. a relationship is repaired.

water under the bridge., by cop_ulate (3rd in a series)

jiang cheng goes to yell at wei wuxian. it ends very differently.

bury it with soil., by cop_ulate (4th in a series)

Wei Wuxian had never hated Nie Huisang. Nie Huisang had never thought of Wei Wuxian as anything but a friend.

rain from the clouds., by cop_ulate (5th in a series)

Lan Xichen apologizes and makes a new friend.

a new flower blooms., by cop_ulate (6th in a series)

wei wuxian and lan wangji are soulmates. there are hiccups along their journey, but they know, it has always been them.

searching for rest, by littledust

At dawn, Lan Wangji exits his guest room in Golden Carp Tower. Staying in his room until the banquet will guarantee him solace--and that is precisely the problem. He saw Wei Ying arrive yesterday, his cheeks hollow despite his sun-browned skin. Sailing from his beloved Lotus Pier, down the river he surely knows as well as the Jiang sword forms, was not enough to grant him peace. The tips of Lan Wangji's fingers ache with the desire to play Rest for Wei Ying.

On the methods of growing a (new) golden core, by DamieMontclair

Day 25: Cultivation – Wei Wuxian

When Wei Wuxian had left Lan Zhan on that cliff, he had been determined to return with at least a decent golden core to show for it.

Unfinished

Teen:

Alternate Headcanons, by nirejseki

Random assortment of MDZS ficlets in response to a request for prompts for alternate headcanons for characters

Instead, by apathyinreverie

Wei Ying is found by someone other than Wen Chao after the Core transfer.

Or, the one where Wei Ying is never thrown into the Burial Mounds, never invents demonic cultivation. He still manages to become the lynchpin of the Sunshot Campaign anyway.

You Double-faced Entendre, by pink-lotus-pods (Waterlogged_fireflies)

"Wei Wuxian! You will be charged-"

“First of all, my name is Yuandao, and second of all, you aren't a judge, but you’re the one who’s got me tied up like a chicken! Let me go, damn it, I need to get back to my chickens and my farm!” Yuandao struggled violently, but the thin, golden ropes were a lot stronger than they looked.

The man in gold on the frankly, tastelessly ostentatious throne spluttered, turning the same colour as the cauliflower that he liked to put in his stews.

“Wow. You were right, he really doesn’t remember.” A man built like a mountain whistled, his face twisted into something that looked like amusement. “Either that, or he’s a world class actor.”

“For the last time, I’m just a farmer!”

-

Or, an amnesiac Wei Wuxian wakes up, gets himself a new family and is immediately roped into a political schism, EXACTLY in that order. He is very unhappy about having his cottagecore life uprooted.

Duet, by ChalionKat

"Who is it they want me to duet with?”

“No,” Lan Wangji said.

Unsurprisingly, this did not close the conversation. Xichen followed him into the rehearsal room.

“Wangji, you need to do something. Your sales have been solid until now, but never spectacular, and now they’re declining. The label is concerned. They’re threatening to pull funding unless you do something to bring in new audiences.”

“To ‘sex myself up’, you mean,” Lan Wangji said, not even attempting to hide his distaste.

Sunlight On A Broken Column, by LaivineNinuiel (2nd in a series)

Before him, Jiang Wanyin stares at him as if he had just spoken profanely, and his mouth is slightly agape when he pushes himself out of his seat. What follows, unsurprisingly, is anger. “You wouldn’t dare,” he hisses. When Lan Wangji is about to state that he certainly would, Jiang Wanyin continues, “If such a thing were to happen, you can ask him the right way, or not at all!”

He blinks.

Then, he feels his ears start burning.

Ignoring the elevated pace at which his heart thumps against his chest, he takes his indignation and pours it into the gaze he levels Jiang Wanyin with. “As a disciple—”

“No,” is the brusque interruption. “If he is to be a disciple, it will be of the Jiang sect, where he belongs.”

When minor clans put forth a petition to the Chief Cultivator to deliver the Yiling Laozu to be tried for his continued demonic cultivation activity—with a not-so-friendly addition that demands verification for Lady Jiang’s resurrection—Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji butt heads over how best to protect Wei Wuxian from such unwanted accusations.

Truths Laid Bare For All, by Preludian_Staves

The betrothal letter comes in the Springtime with a Lan escort, changing how events happen in Wei Wuxian's life.

AKA Wangxian meets early before the Cloud Recesses lectures and slowly starts moderately sooner, some things change and others stay moderately the same. Plus WWX flourishing under the tutelage of the Lans when there isn't prickly Heir or his equally prickly mother lurking around that needs near constant appeasement and a truth serum is involved somewhere in the course of things.

Debts to be repaid, by marhikit

“The cultivation world had turned its back on you, Wei-xiong, Hanguang-Jun had to leave because the lonely path is something he cannot join you in. I admit I am a coward who does not want to be ostracised more than I already am, your brother had abandoned you, even your precious Shijie left you to marry—”

“I get it, Huaisang!” It hurt to hear all this coming from his best friend, it hurt having to confront these truths and betrayals.

“What do you want me to do?” Wei Wuxian asked. “Your supplies could only last us for so long, and what then?”

“Which is why I’ll distract everyone for you. I’ll start a fire big enough to burn the whole place, make everyone think you burned yourself to the ground. I’ll erase your existence so long as you escape.”

“Why are you doing this, Nie-xiong? If they learn you helped me escape, you’ll be tried for treason!”

“I can’t be useless forever,” Nie Huaisang said, “not when my best friend could die the moment you take a step towards Lanling.”

-----

NHS helps WWX escape from the Burial Mounds with the Dafan Wens, this leads to WWX ending up as the advisor of a datu eight years down the line.

Instead, by apathyinreverie

Wei Ying is found by someone other than Wen Chao after the Core transfer.

Or, the one where Wei Ying is never thrown into the Burial Mounds, never invents demonic cultivation. He still manages to become the lynchpin of the Sunshot Campaign anyway.

Re-Invent, by eskaypee96

When she assisted with the nursing stations during the Sunshot campaign, she was often the last person many people spoke to as they succumbed to their wounds. They often called out to their mother, father, sibling, friends… they called out their regrets and how they wished they did better. Everyone had regrets in the end. But Jiang Yanli… Jiang Yanli knew nothing but regrets.

Jiang Yanli begs for another chance.... and she gets it? When do things go her way, ever?

General:

Pulled Against the Grain, by youleeyeah

“We found him walking injured just outside the Jingshi. He said-” Sizhui paused for a moment and then lowered his voice before continuing, “he said it was Young Master Jin who did this.” The boy couldn't look into Lan Wangji’s eyes as he spoke and turned his head to the side.

“You know,” Wei Wuxian started again after the pain subsided a tiny amount, “if I had my old body, I could've had intestines falling out of my gut and I’d still be able to fight for a few more hours.”

Lan Wangji furrowed his brows.

He has heard this before.

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Wei Wuxian wakes up in Gusu with a fresh stab wound he claimed was caused by Jin Ling. Lan Wangji is confused because the last time that happened was three years ago. Something is wrong with Wei Wuxian.

Lies and Truth, by parodismal

What happen if Lan Wangji decided to actually check Qiongqi Path after Wei Wuxian leave?

....

It leads to a domino effect towards a new Chief Cultivator

Is it a better?

Or worse?

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Cordelia (King Lear)

Favorite thing about them: Her kindness, love, compassion, and forgiveness, which have rightly led many critics to describe her as Christ-like, combined with her pride, dignity, stubbornness, and courage that make her more than just a standard ingénue.

Least favorite thing about them: Hmm... Maybe "No cause, no cause." While I do like that she wholeheartedly forgives her father, it's another thing to imply that he did nothing wrong. He did! But then, to remind him of that fact probably wouldn't be wise in his frail mental condition, and when he's already so humbled and ashamed that he implies he's willing to let her kill him.

Three things I have in common with them:

*I'm very honest.

*I sometimes have trouble putting my feelings into words.

*I'm close to my father.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I've never been rejected by my father. (Though I have an irrational, autism-based fear that I might be rejected someday, by everyone I care about, which is probably why I have more trouble sympathizing with a daughter-rejecting character like Lear than I'm supposed to.)

*I don't have sisters.

*I'm not royalty.

Favorite line:

The speech that gets her banished:

"Good my lord,

You have begot me, bred me, and loved me:

I return those duties back as are right fit.

Obey you, love you, and most honour you.

Why have my sisters husbands, if they say

They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed,

That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry

Half my love with him, half my care and duty.

Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,

To love my father all."

Her lament for Lear's suffering as she watches him sleep:

"O my dear father! Restoration hang

Thy medicine on my lips; and let this kiss

Repair those violent harms that my two sisters

Have in thy reverence made!...

Had you not been their father, these white flakes

Had challenged pity of them. Was this a face

To be opposed against the warring winds?

To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?

In the most terrible and nimble stroke

Of quick, cross lightening? to watch - poor perdu! -

With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog,

Though it had bit me, should have stood that night

Against my fire; and wast thou fain, poor father,

To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn,

In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!

'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once

Had not concluded all."

brOTP: Lear in their final scenes together, after he's humbled and realizes her love and goodness.

OTP: Her husband, the King of France.

nOTP: Lear, Goneril, or Regan.

Random headcanon: She's yet another character I can imagine as being on the autism spectrum. Her refusal to lie or to play a role to please others, her inability to express her deep love for her father in words, the seemingly cold and clinical talk of duty with which she attempts to express it, and her resistance to social expectations that contradict each other (i.e. that her father and king demands that she love him above all else, yet she knows that when she marries, her husband is supposed to come first) all make sense in this way. Especially because she implies that these aren't deliberate choices – she claims that she "cannot heave [her] heart into [her] mouth," that her tongue is less "rich" than the love within her, and that she "lacks the art" of dishonest flattery.

Unpopular opinion: I think her death is necessary. It's tragic, of course, but I don't find it agonizingly cruel and unfair. All the misery and bloodshed over the course of the play take place because of Lear's mistakes, so from a poetic standpoint, he can't live happily ever after with Cordelia the way he did in earlier versions. He needs to lose her and then die of grief (or of delusional joy as he hallucinates her reviving, depending on how you read his last lines). Of course I would never view the fates of real people in this way, only fictional characters; and I understand that in viewing her death this way, I'm treating her as something of a Woman in the Refrigerator, saying that she needs to be sacrificed for poetic justice on Lear. But Lear is the main character, and from the start Cordelia is defined by her relationship with him. So I can accept her death as a plot device to both figuratively and literally break Lear's heart, and I don't find it quite as upsetting as other people do.

Song I associate with them: None to speak of.

Favorite picture of them:

This painting by John Rogers Herbert.

This illustration by Arthur Rackham.

This painting by William Frederick Yeames.

This painting by Ford Madox Brown of her lament over the sleeping Lear.

This painting by James Barry of her death.

Anna Calder-Marshall mourned by Laurence Olivier as Lear in the 1983 TV Film. (Very interesting casting, because Calder-Marshall had played Cathy in the 1970 film version of Wuthering Heights, while Olivier had played Heathcliff in the classic 1939 version.)

Phoebe Fox at the Almeida Theatre, 2012.

Romola Garai with the Royal Shakespeare Company, 2007.

Natalie Simpson with the Royal Shakespeare Company, 2016.

Florence Pugh in the 2018 TV film.

[prodagustd]

“You told me your ex girlfriend broke your heart, that you couldn’t trust people like that. The next month you gave me the keys to your place. You told me she was an alcoholic and almost destroyed your relationship with your family and friends, then you introduced me to your brother and every single one of your friends. You told me you can’t make any promises but on Nayeon’s birthday you told me I was the only one you wanted. I tried to stay away from all of this but you keep looking for me and don’t misunderstand, I would never stay if you don’t want me here, but what was all of that? Why are you acting like I’m the one who confused things when you were the one who confused me?”

I don’t remember how it was exactly that I stumbled across your blog, but I do remember that when I read “so it goes”, you commented that it was the first time you were writing and I was like “it can’t be, it’s very good…”

and here I am, reading the latest update. I seriously want to thank and congratulate you because that paragraph? god, tina, you continue to surpass yourself with every fucking line. it’s not like we need people to tell us that they’re proud of us, yet it’s always nice to hear it, so I want to say that to you. I know I’m already going out of my way by doing this big paragraph - but I read that and I went “wow. she managed to blow my mind with one paragraph???!!!!”

thank you, tina. i’m so proud of you.

OH MY GOOOOOOOD YOUR ASK JUST MADE MY WHOLE WEEK 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 THANK YOU VERY MUCH 💜 I always apreciate this kind of comments, when I'm writing I'm just doing it for fun and when I post I realize there's people who are going to read it! It blows my mind that people like it, like I never posted anything that I write, so thank you very much again, you're the nicest 🥰😭 and I promise I'll make it up for all this angst 😭 this a haply ending blog 💜