#fract personal

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I'd like to add that poetry being enjoyable varies GREATLY from person to person. Imo it's part of the reason so many people dislike poetry, or at least think they do - because they've seen poems plenty of times be described with full confidence as awesome when they absolutely hated them. But that isn't because most poetry is bad, or because poetry is a cryptic art form only few can understand, but because poetry varies so much and is so subjective that a particular poem is going to appeal to only few people and be hated by everybody else nearly SYSTEMATICALLY.

This is why I don't trust others to tell me how good a poem is, as well as why I don't trust criticism on my poems very much, nor trust myself to give good advice regarding poetry. You can analyze a poem, or say you get or don't get it, you can say what you liked or didn't about it but making any objective statements about it imo is truly much harder than most other forms of art, and that's because, at it's core, poetry is the free use of words. It's dozens of forms combined, as well as lack of form in itself. And that makes it inherently unpredictable and hard to objectively judge, because the only standard you can truly judge poetry on, since it has no set form, is that of whether you connect or enjoy it or not.

At least imo

I get that this is mostly a me thing but seeing so many posts making fun of "holy blood cannibalism pomegranate deer" style writing just makes me sad ;-; . guys that's a lot of people's first stab at poetry that's hobby art that's a vulnerable thing to post those are passion projects...

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The shadow of a pile of stuff in my room coincidentally looks like the profile of the Vibe Fairy and I wanted to share

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NOT THE RATS

MAKIMA. I AM DOING EVERYTHING I POSSIBLY CAN. THIS HAS GOT TO BE A JOKE. WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???

I am actually gonna cry 😭

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Okay this is gonna be mildly off-topic but. YES

IF YOUR LEGS ARE TOO SHORT. PUT A THING UNDER YOUR FEET. IT WILL HELP YOU SIT STRAIGHT

IT TOOK ME LIKE 8 YEARS TO REALIZE I WAS RIGHT ABOUT IT NOT BEING MY FAULT THAT I COULDN'T SIT STRAIGHT AT OUR DINING TABLE

I don't know if this works with high heels because I haven't tried. But it probably would. This 100% checks out to me

Doof Daily

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*holding a knife over a darling* I'm sorry dear :'( You're staying a draft forever :'( You did make me smile

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I know I keep bringing this shit up, but one of the greatest joys in writing for me has to be rereading stuff I wrote. Like, I'm looking through the existing chapters of YODT and looking for a scene, and I come across this:

"I thought you didn't have the time to train me." "I don't. Not in the long run. I get you in, then you're on your own." Lydia followed Hirako into the room, its large wooden floor looking strangely empty. "I assume this is a training area, but do we need this much space?…" "You never know. Some people blow up." "I beg your pardon?"

I hope that once I'm finally done writing this goddamn thing that my readers find this as funny as I do. If not then I don't know what I'm gonna do

Edit:

"Enough info or d'you have questions?" "How does it wo—" "I dunno how it works. Anything else?" "…No?"

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The rosebush in our garden grew a rose recently and I thought it was pretty

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The tragedy of my life is having a fellow writer in my family who also happens to be THE ONLY ONE ON MY DAD'S SIDE WHO DOESN'T SPEAK ENGLISH

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That's it, I'm finally tackling my first (and hopefully only) attempt at ending my 2-year feud with Makima by reading the CSM manga, and no one will stop me--

Early notes:

1. She looks less like Lydia in the manga physically, which is nice

2. She's so cute omg. It's so funny how non-threatening she looks here. Her smile is so sweet 🥺🥺🥺

3. "Yeah Denji same" second edition (since the first was when I saw season 1 of the anime)

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Is this a new thing or an accident?...Looks pretty though

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Me that one time I made crepes. My mom won't let me live it down, but in my defense, the batter was ✨️smooth✨️

getting big 45 minute vibes from this 15 minute recipe

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Craving tomato soup rn :F

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love how hua cheng is just like "I support xie lian rights and xie lian wrongs, except he can never do anything wrong ever even when he kills a bunch of people. Go off king" and Xie Lian is like “This is my beautiful husband, he has committed war crimes, but haven’t we all?”

And their relationship is somehow healthier than anything I've ever been in.

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Petition for Tumblr to not show you reblogs of posts of people you've blocked. That shouldn't be a thing. I get that blocking is mainly in case of harrassment and it works for that purpose but there is currently no way to block someone's posts if they send you down rumination spirals and that just sucks. I should be able to avoid a friend of a friend without avoiding the friend too. As is, I have no way of protecting myself here without isolating myself, and it really sucks :<

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Last time I passed this test ⬆️

This time around (a year later) ⬇️

Lol. It seems I am unrepentant about selling my French soul to the English language 😭

@animedoragon

I got the Top 4.47% on this English Vocabulary test

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Hallo! I noticied your requests are open

Can I request a dabble or a fic on Jiyan with an S/O who’s part of the fractisdus

He wouldn’t have known beforehand, but he’s just on the battle field and there they are

whichever way it goes it’s up to you, but maybe an angsty ending perhaps 😋

✧₊⊹𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥

✧ Jiyan x gn!Reader 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 — Angst, Fract!Reader, Mourning, Death

In order for the Fractsidus’ plan to succeed and ensure the revival of the Threnodian Ovathrax, you were tasked by Overseer Scar to keep an eye on the Midnight Rangers. Gather intel, sabotage when the opportunity arises, and keep your cover - kill anyone if you must. It wasn’t too difficult but you managed to blend into the city, presenting yourself as someone who wanted to live a quiet life.  

The quiet life didn't last a month. Your bad luck striking again when you accidentally ran into the general - the very person you had to avoid. You just wanted a late night snack for heaven's sake! The man escorted you home like a gentleman with not much to say but... he was still a threat nonetheless.

Ever since then it was like the universe was playing a cruel joke on you. You just kept running into that General Jiyan no matter where you went. You didn’t know if this was a blessing or a curse. Well, if the universe was offering the best source of information to you on a silver platter then who were you to refuse.

Each time, you played the innocent card while skillfully weaving in questions about the frontlines and the Midnight Rangers. Jiyan wasn’t the type to share classified information so easily unlike his loudmouth comrades. He only shared tidbits about the Rangers and what was happening behind the scenes - much to your frustrations. He was lucky he was cute. Maybe from a different angle, you could earn his trust and learn more of the secrets he holds. 

The next time you met him, you extended an invitation to join you for dinner at your home. He grew quiet for a few moments and a part of you watched with bated breath. Would he decline? Maybe it was too soon? You tried to take it back with an awkward laugh, however, he shakes his head and accepts your invite with that small smile of his that made your heart beat just a bit faster. 

After that night, there was a tone shift between you two. Conversation with him was actually… enjoyable. A small part of you wanted to know more about him - his childhood, his time as a doctor, his favorite things. His presence filled your days with a sense of calmness similar to that of blue skies after a rough storm. It made you realize that you haven’t been this close to someone in a long time. This recent change felt weird but it wasn’t unwelcomed. 

However, happy moments are quick to disappear. There was a tightness in your chest when Jiyan tells you that he was called to the Frontlines. You understood it was his duty as Jinzhou’s General and you should be happy that he was finally out of your hair. Though all you felt was a squeeze on your heart when he departed from the city and all that was left now was a void of what was.

You were constantly reminded of him everywhere you go, of all the beautiful moments you shared together. You wonder what he would say if he saw you moping around like you- wait a second. Did you miss him? That realization made you freeze in place as heat started creeping to your face. It couldn’t be that you… actually fell for Jiyan, could it? Shit. You liked him, you missed him, you liked him.

When the word arrived that the General returned to the city victorious, that feeling you worked so hard to suppress came back full force. So there you were at home, making sure that everything was perfect if he came knocking. It felt like hours before there was a faint knock on your front door and you nearly trip over the table trying to get it open. There he was in all his glory. Jiyan was back, back home. In a swirl of pure glee and relief, you launch yourself at him. Surprised by the sudden hug attack, he caught you before you could do much damage. A laugh bubbling from his chest as your arms wrap around his neck. Everything was right in the world now.

It took a while to build up the courage to confess your feelings for him. Every time the right moment appeared, a little voice in the back of your head kept saying that you weren’t worthy of his hand. You were supposed to be enemies for god sake! The Fracustius wanted the General out of their way and here you are getting cozy with him. Feelings were hard and putting them into words were harder. Action was better instead.

 It was during one of those midnight walks that you forced your hand to move, reaching out to gently hold his own. Slowly, he intertwined his fingers with yours and gave your hand a tight squeeze in return. Your heart was pounding in your chest the rest of the way home but the smile on your face shined so brightly. He liked you back. There was no doubt of his feelings when leans down, holding your check with his free hand, to plant a small kiss on your lips. The faint flush of his cheeks was certainly a sight you wanted to keep seeing on the normally stoic man. 

Deep down, you knew peace wouldn’t last. Tacet Discords started to appear more frequently due to Threnodian’s resurrection and Jiyan was forced to the frontlines permanently. War was basically on their doorstep after all. Yet the true catalyst, the quiet before the storm, was the golden light descending from the sky that morning.  As confusion and anxieties rumbled through the street, only you knew what it meant. The Arbiter had arrived.

 It wasn’t before long that you were summoned to Norfall Barrens with the rest of the Fracustius members to assist with the resurrection. You had your orders and you too couldn’t go against your duties. Mask on, weapon in hand, and red cloak draped across your shoulders - your side was already chosen from the beginning. You just hoped that you both survived this.

A loud roar cut through your thoughts and you barely had time to dodge the large teal dragon that was thrown in your direction, with a certain General following suit. Of course, how naive to think that you would be able to avoid him here. Your heart nearly stopped as a sense of dread built up in your throat. Right now you both were on opposing sides. Both of your blades clash with a loud cling as the fighting continues. Jiyan was skillful in his attacks and certainly made good use of his duel wielding abilities - beautiful yet dangerous. 

Adrenaline and pain burned through your body with each slash you received. You managed to put some good wounds on him though it was clear to anybody that your body was in a worse state. You were no match for Jinhzou’s General. Jiyan caught you off guard with a swift kick to your gut that sent you flying backwards and rolling into a rock nearby. The world was spinning - shit.

His blade was pointed at your throat. Your body froze and wide eyes stared down at the broadblade. The will to fight vanished without a trace as you were at his mercy- mercy that he was unwilling to give. A shaky plea came from your lips as your hands reached up to pull the mask away as a last resort. At the same time, there was another flash of teal in his other hand and his spear was plunged right into your chest. The mask was pulled away as your body crumbled to the ground.

Jiyan catches the sight of your now revealed face and his whole resolve turns to dust. A mix of anguish, shock, and betrayal bloomed in his chest. You were with the Fracustius the entire time? No… that couldn’t be right. This had to be a sick joke, an illusion due to the retroact rain. He called out to you and watched you sluggishly stir to the sound of his voice. How could the beautiful eyes he stared at so many times faded to nothingness this easily? Though the damage was done and you were slipping through his fingers. 

Jiyan fell to his knees and pulled you against his body. He didn’t care about the dirt and the blood that were now staining his clothes, leaning down to whispering apologies in your ears with tears burning his eyes. A pained smile pulled at your lips and you could only gasp out a raspy ‘I love you’ before darkness swallowed you. As you take your last breath and your body goes lifeless in his arms, Jiyan could only stare at the moon in agony. He didn’t get to say he loved you too.