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“His Girl”

F!Reader x F!Yandere OC

her info: 🪓

Part 1~

Next Part—>

MINORS DNI!

CW: F!Reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, fxf, fingering on fr, oral on fl, names against reader not by fl(slut, stupid bitch, ), p in v, roughsex, choking, bullying/violence against reader, multiple orgasms, overstim, cheating, lemme no if i missed any!!! XD enjoy y’all!!!

Song rec: NARCOTICS by CHLOBOCOP

“Lucy! mmmf!! Fuck!” You moan desperately.

“That’s it, Y/N, c’mon~” She coos

She lifts your upper body up with one arm behind your back, her other is delving into your depths as your mind blanks out, and you cling to her vigorously moving arm.

Your hand tries to feel her body too, even though she told you this is about you right now, not to worry about her. You still try. “You can do it, just one more time, cum for me again, Y/N, go ahead,” Her voice is so calming, even with the rapid motions from her jackhammering fingers threatening to interrupt her.

“Lucy!! I cant!!” You shout, unable to fathom coming undone again!

She kisses you, your four lips smack, stealing your breath away. Her lip gloss gets on your face, giving you a strange tingling sensation, you wipe it off with your arm and kiss her back harder. Your tongue slips into her mouth and she makes this cute “eep!” sound before deepening the kiss even more.

She’s drinking you in.

She loves you.

“You can! i know you can! listen to how wet you are~ Just one more time f’me,” she makes a new motion, her palm covering you, rubbing deeply, while her fingers vibrate inside you. Another time, your back arches painfully hard with the snapping of a coil built up for a day. This time it doesn’t stop building! It just explodes and implodes and explodes again, until you’re shaking. You might have seen the gods, but by the time you could see their faces you’re crashing back down into Lucy’s warm lap, and there’s more pressing matters at hand.

“Mmmmmm!!!! Haaaaaaaa!!!” Your brows are screwed so tightly up they’d hurt, if you weren’t already so overstimulated.

You grab her chest, and run your fingers over her nipple shakily. She rubs slower in big circles, but pushing harder, it makes your legs bounce, but you’re too spent now to fight her.

“Mmm, Y/N,” she sighs out, her voice is way deeper than her usual cutesy tone. She stares into your eyes deeply through her long lashes that sit lower than normal, her pupils lust blown, and so intense, you can’t look away.

You pull away no longer wishing to be a deer in her headlights. You shuffle over top of her and hold her vicious arms down, her smile grows wider, fully locking eyes with you again. You’re second winding.

You keep her eye contact this time as you lower yourself over her body, hovering over her soft belly, down to we’re her own legs split, she starts to close them, but you force them open, “Don’t get shy now, Luce,” you say.

She covers her face as you dig in, flattening your tongue and licking up her cute, puffy, waxed lips. The tip of your tongue dips inside her and you groan, “Fuuck,” She tastes so sweet, it makes you hotter even though you just came an ungodly amount of times.

“Is it okay?” She asks, her cute tone returning with her new subby position under you.

“Sho fucking good, Luce,” You confirm for her, while pussy drunk already. You press in a couple fingers and feel her tightening around you. Your sucking on her and spinning your tongue on her clit.

“Ooo!! Mmm! Right there! Y/N, Right there!” She whimpers, as you double your efforts remaining right where she needs. She holds your head now, you can’t tell if she’s trying to push you deeper or trying to pry you off, either way you fuck her with your tongue and fingers until cream coats your digits, and you taste her orgasm. You slow now, into fat tongued kitten licking her as she comes back down, her legs shaking around you.

How did you get like this with one of your more close friends? It’s not like she was a best friend, but a friend that you’d chose to hang out with over others, yes.

So again, how did you get here, fucking her?

Earlier~

“Chad! Chad! Fuck! Chad!” You chant.

His balls smack your ass as he pounds deep into your pussy. His hand, tightening around your throat making you see stars.

“Shut up, slut!” He slaps your face, and fucks even deeper, driving his hips into your thighs. Your legs are folded flat over yourself, ankles up by your head. Everything hurts and has to be bruised by now.

“Yes! Yes!! Yes!!”

“Shut!” He slams into you, the wood of the bed cracking under his force, “Up!” Again he does and again the bed makes a horrid cracking noise and you think it might break, but are thankful it doesn’t. At the same time his hands tighten around your throat and he finishes into his condom. You feel him pulsing inside you and wish you’d of finished too.

It felt great! Sure… But, something isn’t ever quite right with him.

You go to hug him, smiling in almost bliss, and he shoves you off, getting off of the bed and heading to the bathroom. You get up and follow, “What’s wrong?” You ask obliviously.

“Shut up already! Do you ever get tired of hearing your own stupid voice? You stupid bitch.”

You blink. You thought this whole time that mean act during sex was just that, an act… But he’s been getting meaner and meaner, you’re wondering now just how much of that was actually him taking real anger toward you, out on you.

“Wh—what are you talking about, Chad?” Chad has been your boyfriend for YEARS. He’s your highschool sweetheart for the gods’ sakes. Tears build up in your eyes, your nose stings.

“Wow she finally gets it.” He rolls his blue eyes, and grabs a hand towel to clean himself, then throws the cum stained thing at you.

“Ew!! Fuck you!” You shout, and whip it back at him.

This isn’t even the first time this has happened.

“Ya just did. Stupid fucking slut.” he stomps off and this time you don’t follow.

What are you if not just “his girl”?

You leave your house and get into your car to cry it out alone, and text the group chat that it’s over again.

Lucy, like always, is the first to respond, “want me to pick you up?”

You know what, “Yeah! please and thanks Luce!” You aren’t sure what her plans are, but you’re glad she’s at least got your back.

“Pack for the night, if it’s safe to do so, I’ll spot what’s left” She messages.

“Lucy! Noo! You don’t gotta buy me stuff i have plenty!” You write back and wipe your face clean before heading back inside to get ready.

When you return you hear a loud, and godawful noise… It’s slurping and gagging, and you fucking know.

“Chad!” You bust through the door. “How fucking could you!?” Just like you thought he’s getting his dick sucked. Where she even came from is beyond you, maybe she was already here. You had this suspicion but you’ve never caught him… Well.

“Get out!” He shouts and digs his hand harder in the gagging girls hair. It looks painful, but it makes you somewhat turned on.

“Oh fuck yourself. I’m just here for my things. Asshole.” You leave the front door open so that he has to make her stop choking on him, and then get up and close it. hah! You snort to yourself as you pack, your eyes are blurry from the tears, but you’re staying strong. You have to.

You take a deep breath and step back out into the living room.

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spidercomics · 2 years

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 (𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆).

pairing(s): avatar!jake x f!na'vi!reader.

summary: "all the things you want to do, just relax and i'll take care of you" ─ being the olo'eyktan's oldest daughter, you rarely take time to enjoy yourself. luckily, jake knows how to make you loosen up.

contents: established relationship, talks about missing meals, kissing, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, riding, m/f ejaculation, overstimulation (kinda).

wc: 2.59k

a/n: normally i dont like the uh, "neytiris sister" shit but, here we go ig, tried not to mention her too much, felt kinda guilty 😭😭 bear with me on this one, haven't written since april. i cant believe i wrote fucking alien sex

glossary:

"yom wutsot"; eat (your) meal/food.

"rutxe"; please.

all your life, you'd strived to be perfect. you'd be constantly disappointed in yourself if you didn't exceed expectations in every task and skill you tried to master. you were also scared of failure, one of the main issues as to why you got so much stress and anxiety when stuff didn't work out as planned, or things changed last minute. it was a big problem for you, until jake came along.

jake was carefree, one; because he came from an entirely different planet, he didn't know anyone and didn't have anyone to disappoint or impress, and two; he was just a free spirit. he lived now, he did what he wanted, and he didn't look back. jake had the mindset you'd love to have.

all you ever wanted to hear was that someone was proud of you, not how you could improve, not what you could to better next time — no, you wanted to hear that you did well, make you feel like you've accomplished something, not just gotten better at it.

jake had filled that place, reminding you often how proud he is and sometimes playing extra dumb just to somehow boost your confidence. he's cocky, but he doesn't come close to the amount of skills you have, he'll admit that much.

sitting by the fire, jake didn't listen to the conversation neytiri and tsu'tey tried to involve him in. he was grateful of them trying to make him feel included, but he also felt kinda like a burden; since he restricted them from using their native tongue around him — just so he'd understand. it was nice, but unnecessary in this case when he didn't pay attention to them anyway.

he was eyeing the clusters of families and friends around the fire, but he didn't see you. you weren't there.

jake knew there was an annual feast coming up, and knowing you, it had to be perfect. you were probably working your ass of planning it somewhere, and here he was, enjoying a meal and talking to his friends.

selfish.

you heard someone walking into your tent, jake had a certain scent, and along with the way he always dragged his heavy feet around, you had heard him coming. knowing it was jake, you didn't make a move to acknowledge him.

"y/n?"

the sigh you let out before answering almost made him nervous, "ma jake."

he loved how you said his name.

"i brought you dinner."

"i have already ate." he hated how you didn't even turn around to answer him, too occupied with weaving finishing touches to decorative cloths.

"don't lie," walking up to you, jake lazily set down the bowl on a nearby surface, crouching down and resting his hands on your shoulders, "you need to take a break, you've been sitting here since morning."

"it needs to be perfect jake, the feast is tomorrow and mother keeps telling me how this is a big celebration of me completing the passage."

"everything will look perfect, don't be so harsh on yourself," jake reached over to grab the bowl of food before sitting in front of you, now in your line of sight. you didn't look up tho, not until he handed you the food and it smelled so good your insides started making an embarrassingly loud noise, "yom wutsot."

this made you look up. jake didn't use na'vi more than necessary, but whenever he did, he sure got your attention. you wanted him to speak it more, it would help him learn it better too. you grabbed the bowl, and jake let a small, smug smile grace his face in celebration.

jake let you eat without talking your ear off (as he usually would), and instead letting himself observe the beautiful patterns you've chosen to weave. he didn't understand why you were being so hard on yourself, as if the work wouldn't be appreciated no matter how it looked. maybe not by your parents to a full, but by the people. you were a role model for everyone already, you didn't have to prove yourself anymore.

watching you stand up and moving across the tent to leave the bowl, he had been on his feet not long after — reaching for your empty hands. he engulfed your smaller ones in his own, and using the grip to start swaying with you. you let out a small laugh, before leaning your head in his neck and enjoying the solid warmth he gave you. skin on skin, jake closed his eyes, feeling your hands now laying flat against his upper back, pushing him impossibly closer. one of his hands wrapped around your waist, starting to control your swaying, and the other grabbing the back of your neck, occasionally moving your hair through his fingers.

your breathing fell in rhythm with his own, feeling the slight brush of air against the nape of his neck. your heartbeat had slowed considerably, the complete warmth and comfortable hold of jake calming you down from the stressed out state he found you in. jake's heart, on the other hand, had picked up. your fingers tracing his back sent chills up his spine, in the best way possible, and he would never get enough of how easy you made him melt into a mess.

jake was sure that you could throw a dagger into his chest and his heart would still be whole, beating for you, until his death. you hadn't mated yet, and with the frequent attacks from the rda, jake wanted it over with — to connect before it was too late, wanting to feel your souls connecting like they were meant to, atleast once.

your hands traced around his torso, palms against his chest before straightening yourself, your hands around his shoulders, swaying with him. jake was holding your waist, leaving small kisses on the top of your hair, he leaned his head down to connect his forehead against yours. he felt your tail rubbing his leg slightly, a little shocked when it circled his thigh to pull him closer, forcing your lips to meet in a kiss. jakes hands dropped lower, grabbing your hips in his hold and enjoying the slight purring bouncing around your chest when he rubbed his hands on the seam of your cloth, moving his lips fiercely against your own.

jake would do anything for you to de-stress, and if this is what it took, he wouldn't complain.

one of his hands trailed lower, a simple grip on the back of your thigh. when you playfully swatted his hand with your tail he let out a deep chuckle, seperating your lips with a smirk on his lips.

"lay down for me." it wasn't a question, and you didn't think for a second before detaching yourself from jake, laying down on the rugs and blankets displayed across the tent.

jake watched how you sat up, untying your top piece and tossing it away to the side for later. you leaned down on your forearms, legs bent, feet planted against the ground. jakes ears started immediately twitching, tail swaying excitedly. it was so easy to rile him up.

jake got down on his knees, placing soft kisses along your legs, getting closer and closer to the place you desired him the most. he took his time, if it was for his own pleasure or for the sake of teasing, you didn't know. he nipped at your soft thighs, enjoy the way your mouth dropped open, soft mewls escaping when he left small hickeys on the inside of them, claiming you, even if it was somewhere he wished no one would see them except him.

his hands found themselves untying the second piece covering you, admiring the way your cunt looked so smooth, so wet. so wet, it had him twitching under his own loincloth, he couldn't wait to devour you. it wasn't the first time he'd done this, but he still felt so giddy each time, even if what you were doing was nothing close to innocent. he wanted to be the one undressing you forever, the one to worship your body, the ground you walked on.

jake traced two fingers along your core, experimentally dipping a finger inside and feeling the way you clenched at the intrusion of his finger. he kept pushing it in, coming to a hilt and listening to your small, inaudible mumbles. he pulled it out, toying with your slit as your chest heaved slightly, heartbeat racing significantly.

"ma jake, rutxe," jake pushed a finger in, pulling it out again, and redoing the same motions. his thrusts became steady, and brought you immense pleasure. his thumb traced along your cunt, landing on your clit, rubbing slow circles around it.

it was a sight for sore eyes, your wet cunt, only for him to cherish, twitching and clenching around his fingers, sucking him in for more. you had him absolutely entranced. he would stay in this position forever if he could.

"jake, please, can you just— oh," his tongue replaced his eager thumb, licking a stripe up your slit, collecting your arousal. his thrust had picked up, adding a finger, he watched your back arch up a bit, your eyes closed from the new added pressure against your already slick walls.

jake payed close attention to the soft sighs and mewls you let out, adjusting his fingers to reach even deeper. jake felt his chin covered in your essence, and he wondered if any other man had found themselves lucky enough to be in his position. a man could only dream to find themselves between your thighs like jake is, tasting every piece of you, cherishing your body with more love than his heart could withhold.

his fingers found the spot inside of you that made your hand desperately grasp at his soft hair, the shorter strands getting caught between your fingers, pushing him closer to your heat. he let out a satisfied groan, enjoying the way you pulled on his dark locks, fingers digging into his scalp.

the thrusts of his fingers were calculated and steady. a slowly increasing pace, with a force that made your body shiver, and a hand laying hard on you hip, sure to leave a purple mark in the morning. every prod and drag had a coil tightening in the pit of your stomach, a fire growing inside of you. the soft pleas and sighs, along with the wet squelch from his constant thrusts had his dick twitching. he was so hard, he started considering rubbing himself against the rug for the slightest pleasure.

the overwhelming feeling of your orgasm washed over you. the long-awaited feeling that had you absolutely seeing stars. as cliche as it was. a hand wrapped around your wrist that was in his hair, a soft kiss was placed against your palm and then you felt the man that had spent minutes between your thighs grabbing you, pulling you up and out of your hazy state to sit in his lap.

your mouth dropped open from the overwhelming feeling of his bulge against your bare sex. quickly detaching yourself, sitting up on your knees to calm yourself down before taking it any further. jakes hand rubbed against your head, fingers tracing from the top of your head down to your neck, waiting for your body to relax.

"you good?"

"mhm, felt so good jake, you're so good," jake didn't know if you would even remember this conversation, but it still left him a little flustered. your praise always had that effect on him, his ears falling flat. jake felt your hands reaching behind him to untie the cloth covering him from you, his eyes falling shut when your smaller hand touched the tip of his dick, "so pretty."

your eyes were casted downwards, your words merely a muttering to yourself. regardless of him hearing it or not, it was true, and it left his eyes falling shut from just the smallest pressure on the slit of his tip. leaning against him, you rubbed yourself on his dick, his hands had find solace on your hips, your knees constricting against his own. your head was leaning back, jake's forehead laying on top of your chest, eyes closed in pure pleasure.

his cock bumped against your clit, leaving your mouth open in silent moans, jake striving to keep doing the same movements over and over again. you wondered how something could feel so intimate and wonderful, without even connecting queues. your hands held the sides of his throat, fingers splayed across his jaw. keeping his head bent down between your breasts, a few kisses left on your soft skin.

"can i...?" you looked down at where jake was preparing to line himself up with your slick entrance, an eager nod from you left him pushing inside slowly, a groan leaving him when your tight walls sucked him in more and more, deeper and deeper, "so tight, so good for me... oh fuck— such a good girl, taking me so well."

you barely heard the last part, his voice breaking into small pants when you moved yourself up and down on him, the back of your thighs slamming down on his with every drop of your body.

"don't hold back on me baby, i wanna hear you," with his encouragement, you let yourself be a little louder, still aware of the people around the camp, outside of the tent. jake didn't seem embarrassed at all, rather proud of having you instead, glad to let as many people as possible know that he's the only one who can have you this way. you were his. with or without the bond.

beginning to set an alright pace for yourself, you let yourself relax further into his hold, feeling every shift of him against you — inside you. the way he grabbed your hips, ragged breaths fanning across your bare chest, small kisses being placed across your breasts and nipples, rough from the night air nipping away at your damp bodies.

jakes hand found its way back between your legs, his thumb rubbing slowly against your clit, bringing the pleasure to new heights. your mewls got louder, your tail wagging behind you in sharp twists, ears flat. he knew you were close, he'd seen the sweet sight before him too many times. he glanced up at your pretty face, forehead glistening from the overhead lights, sweaty from the long session of pleasures. jake hadn't even noticed his own orgasm coming, too distracted by the way your eyes closed shut, mouth open in the sweetest form of intimacy. he wanted to hold you in his arms forever.

"ma jake," your hand drifted to grab the back of his head, soft hair back between your fingers, bringing him back to the scene, the image of his dreams playing out in front of him. you were so close, desperately wanting the man who was all around you, in you, to be with you at the finishing line, "come with me jake, please, need you jake," how could he possibly resist you? resist your pleas?

"i got you, let go for me." he held you close, thumb circling your clit with more pressure as you writhed on his lap, body falling limp against him, face tucked into his neck. the way you clenched around him had him coming seconds after yourself. hand petting your hair, words of affection all around you as his other hand traced along your spine.

he couldn't wait to have you like this forever. officially.

#avatar #avatar: the way of water #atwow #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully smut #jake x reader #avatar smut #avatar the way of water #avatar the way of water smut #jake sully x reader smut #(➹) ─── my work.#fic

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choccy-milky · 8 months

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Bro I’m kicking my feet in the air! The new chapter was so FREAKING GOOD!!!!

I’ve said this in the past but I LOVE the way you write Anne, ominis and the general fluff for this story and I can’t even begin to talk about your art and how much I smile when I see you post ❤️❤️❤️

10/10 I missed our normal pink flag Sebastian

BAHAHA AW TYY💖💖IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT💖 i love writing all of their dynamics not just clora and sebs, so im glad you like that as well 🥹tysm again🥹 and fr between my dark relic comic and my relic!seb art i been missing him too, all hail the return of the SLIGHTLY red flag/pink flag boi 🚩🩷🏳️🩷🚩

oh god idk LMAO. the climax is gonna be happening in the next 1-2 chapters, and then after that its gonna be summer stuff / epilogue with a bit of seb and clora as curse-breakers and what thats like, but i have no idea how long itll be BAHAHA, i am starting to get a bit self-conscious about the word count and how big my fic is tbh LMFAO so im glad youd be fine if it went on forever LOOL💖💖

@oneofafew NO BAHAHA THEYRE NOT RELATED AT ALL, I DIDNT REALIZE THERE WAS ALREADY A LAWLEY IN THE GAME LMAO, maybe he can be his uncle or some shit, bc the lawley in the game is also an asshole. its funny too, bc when me and hogwartslegacypics were trying to find out what bully boi's ACTUAL name was by looking in the audio files of all the NPCS, we saw a "lawley" and i started freaking out i was like OMG IF I ACCIDENTALLY GUESSED HIS NAME RIGHT THATD BE AMAZING🤯🤯 but alas........no. no relation LOL

@slytherinsomniari IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT, TYY💖 and for the anatomical parts u mean the x-ray stuff? tbh its just a trope/thing that happens in hentai manga which is where a lot of my reference/inspo comes from when i draw nsfw stuff, and i always liked it, so i included it into my own art. as for how i can tell when theres too much....well there are certain sites you can always go to to watch an actual video to see what a 'normal' amount is, but WHO CARES IF ITS REALISTIC OR NOT I SAY, ITS ALL KINKY FANTASY SHIT, WHO NEEDS REALISM💪

@4ever2000lover LMAOO IF IT WAS UP TO SEB CLORA WOULD BE PREGNANT 24/7 I SWEAR TO GOD (until he realizes that means they cant bone as much) but tbh i actually only plan to make them have 2 kids, a girl first whos fiesty and a tomboy and takes after seb, and then a more softspoken boy who takes after clora🥰

#ask #i wanna turn on anons again but also i never realized how anxious i was of anon hate until i turned them off LOL #dont wanna make it sound like i was getting anon hate tho i wasnt 99.9% of all my anons were always lovely #im just easily anxious so it only takes 1 meaner one to make me all blehhhh #still will turn them on soon since as an anxious person i ALSO understand not wanting to send anything unless its anon LOL even if its nice

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notthestarwar · 5 months

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👀so… undead fox you say?

omg thank you for asking! sorry it took me so long to reply to this lol

ok i love this story its so twisty.

ok so it begins with this

'an old evil sleeps in the heart of Coruscant. there is something wrong with the coruscant guard'

this is from ch1 (it's a red herring dw)

hound finds the body of a clone and it becomes apparent that this is far from the first. the guard keep finding these bodies and theyre very sad about it but also being kind of shifty? like. they arent telling anyone outside the guard about it and theyre kinda dealing with it quietly.

meanwhile, the guard are trying to deal with hushing up another problem. theres something very wrong with Fox. he is acting kind of creepy. vacant and he's always staring off in to the distance with glazed eyes and theyre having to round him up and keep an eye on him at all times but he always manages to escape anyway. he's always talking about hearing the whispers of coruscant and saying bizzare shit. theyre trying to get him to keep his helmet on to hide that there is clearly something up with him but he's just not cooperating. he isnt really doing his job anymore and he also wont look after himself at all. theyre having to make him shower and clean his teeth and stuff.

pretty much: the guard is stressed as hell trying to keep this all under wraps. theyre having to dodge calls from foxs batchmates. the calls turn in to visits. theyre still finding dead clones round every corner on coruscant and going to a strange amount of effort to hide the deaths. you begin to get the idea that maybe… maybe its fox killing these clones.

eventually, cody turns up at the guard headquarters just as theyre taking in a dead clone. and. surprise! the dead clone is fox.

the story comes out, it turns out ALL the dead clones are fox. It started with the chancellor was sending fox on these weird missions. he came back from one of them different, (possesed) and ever since then the chancellor keeps killing him. every time, fox just reports in like normal after he wakes up. the chancellor is disturbed as hell. he cant find any way to use fox, fox is just a liability. if the jedi find out about this possessed clone, theyre going to start asking questions palpatine doesnt want asked. he's worried fox could be traced back to him. but heres the funny part. he is weirdly unnerved by fox. he's a bit of a control freak and he hates how out of control this situation is with fox and fox is generally…very creepy. in palpatines eyes its like. you kill your employee and the next morning he's standing at your desk like nothing has changed. he's unnerving!!! palpatine is so creeped out by fox that he doesnt want to imprison him so he just ends up with this tunnel vision trying all these different ways to kill him like. it'll work this time.

once cody finds out they go to the jedi and tell all. the jedi are like. right we need evidence so we can take down the chancellor. quin starts working on the case, but his proximity to new fox results in him being slightly possesed himself and falling. now they are weird and creepy together.

the whole point of the story is about the guard grieving someone whos still there. meanwhile, fox is trying to figure out who he is now (he eventually gets more of a hold over the posession and starts living again but hes a whole new person now.) while watching the guard mourn someone he doesnt remember how to be. he cant be that for them. his old self is a stranger.

its also about how trauma can make you worse. he knows that they all miss who he was but he's changed. quinlan is made worse by fox and neither of them really care. quinlan is happy to embrace this new him now hes fallen. theyre both making each other worse but they do love each other. the sith spirit iteself has been changed by trauma, it turns out that it was the spirit of a child thats been trapped in this sith temple for ages, slowly losing what it is to be human. the spirit possesses him both to save itself and to save fox. so the whole story is about these grey areas of morality. theyre not doing the right thing, nobody is, but at the same time its kind of understandable why??? its a mixed bag of fun ethical dilemas pretty much.

I've done a lot of thinking about the vibes of this and I've assigned a quote to each chapter like I did with dead from the beginning so that's been fun

This is the ending I've got planned. Fox and quin go off together as these new, worse versions of themselves. The guard and the jedi struggle to understand cause they're stuck on the ppl that Fox and quin were

#what can i say?#it's about grief again lol #wip ask game #my writing ntwyw

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polaris-stuff · 21 days

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OKAY so since your confused, a bit more of an in-depth of dandy's world gameplay explanation

you said you watched some videos on it but were still confused, but im GUESSING you at least saw the elevator that the player(s) came out of, yes? so, player(s) spawn in there (and fun fact! there are two possible locations for the elevator to open in per map. Neat) and then they have to travel around the map looking for the Machines. im also gonna guess you saw one (a machine) in the game play, but if you didnt, theyre very easy to see. theyre long, have a wheel on them, and a bright glowing red button on top.

so. as for the actual toons, each playable toon character has 5 stats, in which they have stars that tell you how good they are at each stat. the stars can range from 1-5. that sound confusing? dw, here's a pic

ofc there's their health (some toons have 2 hearts [normals], others have 3 [mains]), but after that, those stats are "Skill Check" (while on the machines, you get skill checks. if you miss them, the twisteds are alerted to your location. the higher your skill check star amount is, the easier they are), movement speed (explanation not needed), stamina (explanation also not needed), stealth (the higher it is the harder it is for the twisteds to spot you. with the highest stealth, you could be just a few feet away from em and they cant see you), and extraction speed (the higher it is, the faster the toon is at fixing machines)

normal toons have 15 stars to spend, and the "main character" toons have 16. heres the normal toons, and the mains .D.

so yes. assemble a team of toons, go onto the floors, fix the machines, dont die, read the lore hidden across the walls and tiny notes in each map, and go as far as you can!!!!

and also this isnt gameplay explanation this is just me gushing but. my favorite toon? astro <3

you couldnt possibly guess why <3<3<3

OOH OKAY AJSJA THATS BETTER, I did saw someone doing the skill check, I did understood that part, it doesn't look too complicated! Sounds fun! (ﾟ⁠οﾟ⁠人⁠)⁠)✨✨ THAT'S THE CHARACTER I LIKE!! I looks like Moon!

So basically it's a survival game? But in Roblox. I'll have to take a look myself someday (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠) TYSM PEACHYYY

#polaris stuffs #dandys world #non art post #tysm for the ask!#and for the explanation!

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twinsoftriumph · 10 months

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last but not least...... Ames. the Came Back Wrong oc. who i am actually painting currently so if i like it i will post it :3

hashtag Edgy Backstory

ames wears Some sort of abyss mask modified just to be more unique but probably most similar to cackling cannoneer's. they also have melancholy mope hair, overactive overachiever's cape but modified to go around the whole body, anddddd. some sort of long pants outfit thats most similar to the aurora runaway outfit. or maybe like confident sightseer's outfit Again but more grey/cool toned.

no matter what outfit theyre wearing youre Barely going to see anything besides the legs anyway because theyre not one to take up much space or make very grand gestures

from isle! very interested in the history of the sky kingdom and spirits and the rebirth cycle (uh oh)

professional emotional wall builder. and archer i guess. they picked up that skill in forest back when vedesa still lived there which is how they met in my beautiful brain

they were the very eager sort of moth which eventually culminated in them having some rather large but also quite dangerous ambitions. aka fucking with the rebirth cycle and having to deal with the consequences of that

im still working on the finer details but they basically unded up stuck in the shattering void for A WHILE and witnessed a ton of memories suspended in time both of their own and other people's including from WAY before they were born and also feeling fluctuations of light and dark. very normal experience for one's psyche. but they escaped after like at least a year and theyre so normal about it and you cant even tell (lying)

vedesa's involvement comes from her being the one who spent ages trying to figure out a way to reach them which is how she ended up primarily spending time in vault in the first place and ALSO why she's trying to spend a lot less time in vault nowadays

so of course when ames escapes on their own theyre Pretty Damn Pissed but also really dont know what to do. and they lay low for another unspecified amount of time and are presumed missing or just permanently dead. they are very much neither of those

they ended up wandering into prairie after a while which is where they very much startled lalut due to literally looking like hell. lalut was very concerned to say the least but offered to take them in and they've been warming up to each other since :)

ames is just grateful to know someone who doesnt know their whole batshit backstory and is non judgemental and tries to just treat them like any other person

they are quite protective and will purposefully leer at people over your shoulder if they get bad vibes.

wicked chef. could theoretically be bribed with food (few have ever tried)

can be very meticulous and careful and is really quite gentle in most everyday stuff. very quiet footsteps. you will get jumpscared

used to be the lighthearted silly teasing type but has become a lot more dry and sharp about it. it has also become harder to tell when theyre just joking around

anyway theyre basically plotting to track down vedesa and properly confront her about what happened. id say yay for communication but god knows what they actually plan on doing or even what vedesa plans on doing with all that guilt. (guy who literally created them) (dont worry i have some ideas i just might draw them out another time)

#sol talks #sky cotl #oc #ames

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anachronistic-falsehood · 2 months

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oh my godddd dude holy shit fuck okay taking a break from worm reading to send u an ask about william wight because goddamn i need 2 talk abt him. hello!!!!!!! feeling SO unwell about the clarences cape but red thing. awesome.

OKAY U HAVE LIKE. THE MOST PERFECT TIMING IN THE WORLDDD because literally on . tuesday this week my freak week art got a random note out of nowhere and made me start thinking about the villains again and thinking about william wight specifically because i love him a lot. ok. so its always ALWAYS been my assumption that. this is the version of william who mal got his greasy little claws in.

william fell off the cliff and died. the wisps chose him, and he came back. mal, who has been obsessively watching the wisps since clarence's death, sensed them choosing the next whisperer and swooped in before william could even stand back up. hes disoriented, hes scared, everything hurts, hes at a bottom of a cliff and he honestly doesnt even know if hes alive or not anymore, and this stranger walks out of the forest and offers a chance to explain everything. wiwi mystery brain! he knows this is weird but he also knows like.... i dont know whats happening maybe i AM dead and this is just... waht the afterlife is like. so he goes with mal. william wisp the 16 yr old from deadwood is. well. dead. he went missing, nobody ever found his body, his family mourned him.

meanwhile the whole time mallard conway was taking william wight under his wing and training him to be a replacement. mal calls him whisperer, william is in his rebellious teen phase and wants to be called something cooler which is why he named himself Wight (a type of vengeful spirit. specifically one who was once alive and then was brought back from the dead. lol) william is still! technically half alive. so being in the spirit world for extended amounts of time (which is NOT something mortals are supposed to do, planeswalker or not,) kind of broke his brain a little bit? which is why Wight is LIke That.

williams whole thing when he was alive was solving mysteries and chasing down monsters, so that became (and forgive my use of dp fanon here, i have to) his Obsession. (obsession with a capital O because its.. ghost logic. whatever a ghost died doing becomes their core motivation in the afterlife etc etc dp fanon not sorryyyyy) so he has this. uncanny obsession for tracking down monsters when hes out of the spirit world. being separated from the spirit world for any amount of time kind of drives him nuts, hes so used to being around the dead that being around the living for extended periods of time is unsettling. hes super paranoid. he inherits mal's need for total control over a situation, which is why hes so lax about possessing people with the wisps to get them to do what he wants.

perfect that his best friend turns out to be the absolutely diehard loyal guard dog. (side note here i think he also has williams super high pain tolerance from dead nerves so he lets kota gnaw on his arms and shit) . virion is a mystery to him and he LOVES it, he cant figure this guy out, hes like an endlessly fascinating puzzle to crack open. studying him like a lab rat on a dissection table.

i think about him a normal amount. as you can tell.

Mac i am TOO FUCKING DRUNK to peroperly respond to this but oh my god. oh my godddd yehah. the obsession thing???????? Hello??????? putting that in my pocket!!!!!! ohhgh he’s paranoid being around living people he’s a control freak he’s sooo fucjed up <33333333 he absolutely lets kota chew on him like a chew toy <3 and he can’t get a proper read on virion so he’s obsessed w trying to peel back his layers and learn as much as he can!!! throwing ashe into the mix is like. doubly fascinating for him. bc i think villain ashe would b secretive enough about his civilian identity to intrigue william(<<wants to disguise that he could possibly have any connection to wavelength the hero) and wiwi is INVESTED in trying to figure out him and virion!! what r their secrets!!! he NEDSS TO KNOW!!!!!!! to me his vibes r kinda like the weylin twins. u feel me

#misfit toys au #jrwi pd #friend tag :3 #THINKING ANT WILLIAM WIGJT!!!!!!#when i am Not Drunk i will probably come back 2 this later

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murdocking · 9 months

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„ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ”

-a chishiya series ch7 ch9

masterlist

warnings + notes: nothing really besides canon events (a death) and a chapter filled with nothing lawlz … but we gna hit s2 soon and its gna be straight ‘friends to enemies to forced proximity to conflicted to lovers’ if i can commit to it. sorry for the late update ive been sick for months and debated creating a will.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ

- WITH EASE

aguni seems different, more distant from his reality than normal, and it confuses you to no end. while of course you never shared a word with him- he still had basic ethics of nodding to you in passing. now, he stares into space- only meeting eyes to share a threat. it’s unsettling.

you can recall just how sharp his features were when he entered the conference room, niragi following suit. and then arisu accompanying chishiya, whos eyes never left the wooden flooring- scanning his thoughts. you were simply passing by when the exec meeting was called, but just watching him pass by left you dry in your throat.

it had only been a short amount of time, from meeting, to companionship, to a complete shutout. and you had some suspicions, though you’d be too scared to admit it.

but you missed him, as awful as it was to say. kuina was nice, considerate, and patient - everything chishiya seemingly wasn’t. but you cant believe this fully

to you, he wasn’t as cold and displaced from emotion as he tries to come off as. you could tell he cared- he was tender and observant with you, but not enough to indulge.

but you wanted that.

you can hear shuffling outside your door.

zipping up your jacket, you crack the creaking door open to peek at the noise.

you spot the duo there. they whisper so low- you would think it was just the air circulating through the vents above. chishiya stands straight as he converses quietly with arisu- something is wrong.

he sharply turns his head at the continued noise of your room door, and his eyebrows lift up when he spots you. you can feel a breath halt- he dismisses the conversation between the other two and quickly resorts to approaching you

“is something wrong?” he questions

“no, just was gonna… get some food but. seems like i interrupted something “ you reply, not exactly a total lie

he hums, rolling his shoulders back slightly while meeting your eyes. “well, seems like things are taking a turn to say the least” he speaks casually, but you can tell something uneases him

“i see.”

he just stands there, unmoving- and his bland expression meets your sour one.

its very awkward- speaking to him like this. you bite your cheek, and can feel the hallway walls shrink a little as he squints his eyes staring into your soul.

“whats going on chishiya..”

his following words are nearly as silent as the wind

“hatter is dead”

hatter is dead, seemingly suiting your fittingly dead friendship with chishiya- your messenger as of now.

“so what is to happen now…” but this time-arisu moves, no longer silent

“we need to watch out. the militants will run rampant now”

“its only a matter of time” chishiya says, quite ominously. and youre not sure if hes referring to the hellfire soon to erupt, or his betrayal against his own people.

you and arisu share a cold blood rush, eyeing as chishiya rolls his shoulders slightly to turn to face arisu

“arisu. i have to attend the commencement, kuina will meet with you soon to prepare.”

arisu gets startled slightly before nodding, and walking off down the hall towards the stairs.

“chishiya…”

he views you from the corner of his eye

“what are you truly planning?” he freezes slightly

“a takeover.”

he lies to you once more.

today, your fake sun shines brighter on your back. you’re sitting, stirring the watered down juice sloshed into your glass cup from your chair against the lobby’s windows. the girls behind you- who normally shamelessly giggled and posed seductively for their flings, are as stiff as a board as boys you can only recognize as militants take privilege in running their hands on them. the pool is relatively empty, sparing the scattered floaties that lack a user. youre sick of the overactive mind youve adopted. now- you stare at your sheer reflection in the window, hardly recognizing yourself with how dry and ragged your skin has turned. somehow, your paler but tanned- in a way you can only describe as sickly. interrupting your self consultation however, is the sight of kuina by herself- scanning the above levels of the lobby’s open space. this interests you.

from the depths of the leering hallway, you spot chishiya- emerging with two black items in his hands.

walkie talkies

hes right, it was only a matter of time.

not long after the two separated, a general meeting was announced in the large room- all beach members gathering in a huddle to stare up at the group of executives and militants who seemed more confident than before.

however, much to your expectations..

arisu and usagi are missing.

kuina takes ownership of a supporting lobby pillar set in the corner, seemingly tired of the situation. you can tell its for show though, as chishiya only has one hand in his jacket, and the other on his pant pocket from his stance above.

however, the bomb gets dropped

“aguni is your new leader !” niragi proclaims, mocking the expressions of the confusion people on the ground floor

“shouldn’t… it be kuzuryuu?” a man says to you, and you nod absentmindedly- your eye meeting chishiya whos lip turns upward.

“something is wrong with this.”

you’re barely paying attention to the following words your ‘leaders’ say. with a wave of nausea taking over, you see chishiya moving further from the crowd- lifting his hand to speak into the device.

there’s no way chishiya could’ve planned for this situation days in advanced. something is very wrong, and you know chishiya doesn’t avoid risk. let alone sacrifice.

you push past the people in the crowded room- escaping the eyes of the riled up executives- to search for the missing duo.

you decide to look in the conference room, and you step up the stairs, hoping the soft soles of your slippers muffle out your hurried walk.

you don’t see- nor hear usagi or arisu. but you hear movement. a set of it above you.

hatters lounge?

you waste no time, but when you arrive to the hallway- you see youre too late- and your suspicions towards chishiya were entirely confirmed.

every person outside of the room holds guns in their hands, strapped into their clothes, and you can hear usagis sobs and pleads as they carry her fighting body.

he set them up.

it was all a trap.

you decide that however you feel about your blonde friend doesn’t matter at this point, rather- you need to focus on the next move. you take solace in an indent in the hallway, hiding your presence to the beach leaders as they guffaw and loudly mock the two traitors. you know they’ll meet their deaths soon.

chishiya on the other hand, walks away- in thought and swelled with emotion he has never harbored. until he walks by your hideout- turning to see your face

he sees nothing but hate staring back at him, and though he thought he smiled at you- truly he knows he frowns at your switch in emotion towards him. he has destroyed your trust, and relationship.

you refuse to let him ruin others.

#chishiya x reader #alice in borderland #alice in borderland fanfic #alice in borderland x reader #arisu alice in borderland #chishiya fanfic #niragi alice in borderland #shuntarou chishiya x reader #aib x reader #chishiya alice in borderland

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imjustania · 10 months

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How to nail 💅your Essays

No matter if you’re in university or school, you will need to write a research paper. Now this post will be dedicated to a normal essay structure, if you need to write an essay based assignment on medical, biological, chemical, or any other science, you need to be more specific, as writing a lab report has a couple extra steps.

Now, you have an essay due in two weeks? A week? Tonight? I’ve been there and I share your pain. I am currently in my last year in university studying for bachelor degree in Marketing, and oh boy let me tell you, the amount of essays I had to write was unreal. Therefore, let me share with you some of my essays skills, to help your speed run your own assignment.

Step 1: OUTLINE IT!?

Ok i think so many of you out there are missing this step. You cant expect yourself to sit in front of the computer and start typing away your essay? No you cant do that. You need to spend a good amount of time sitting down and outlining your essay. Figure out what goes where, and what sources to use for each section. Luckily for you, you have me here to tell you the basic outline structure of every essay. It consists of the:

Table of content (depends on how professional your essay is asked for)

Introduction

Main body

Conclusion

… THATS IT! Only 4 sections (and a half) to write your essay. However of course there is more to write then just that. Lets break down those sections

1) Introduction: When writing the introduction for your essay, it's important to start off with a bang! You want to give your readers a glimpse of what's to come and hook their attention right from the beginning. Make sure to include a strong thesis statement that clearly states the main argument or purpose of your essay. To make it even more engaging, you can provide some background information about the topic and give a brief outline of the main points you'll be discussing in your essay. Therefore, every introduction should have an hook, explanation what you’re writing, what you think will be the result or what is the point you’re writing your essay, and outline all the points of the main body (but simplify them)

2) Main body: In each section of your essay, it's important to provide a detailed analysis and offer supporting evidence for the points you introduced at the beginning. Take each paragraph as a chance to present a single main idea or argument and support it with enough evidence, examples, or citations to back up your claim. To make sure your ideas flow smoothly, use clear and logical transitions between paragraphs. Lastly, remember to give credit to your sources and include proper references for any external information you include in your essay. Here are some side tips for you

Try to have at least a minimum of 3 main body paragraphs . Each paragraph should have one point which helps support your main hypothesis or reasons or this essay.

Each essay will have different main bodies, depending on the subject. Sometimes your main bodies will be dedicated to presenting information about your topic. So for example, as a marketer, I had to write many reports. Most reports written will always include a main analysis of the company (so SWOT, PESTEL, Stakeholder analysis, mission and vision of the company, etc). Depending on what the essay require you to do, you should consider to present your points in that order.

Even your main body should have a proper structure of introduction, main points, and the conclusion.

Don’t forget to have a proper in-text citations depending on which format you use.

3) Conclusion: A conclusion is a chance to wrap up your essay by summarizing the main points and restating the thesis statement. Remember not to introduce any new information here; instead, provide a concise summary of the arguments you've made throughout your essay. Furthermore, this is your chance to leave a lasting impression on your reader by offering insights, implications, or recommendations related to the topic. A well-written conclusion should leave your reader with a sense of closure and a clear understanding of the importance of your essay's content.

4) References: The references section of your essay is where you list all the sources you have cited or referenced. It's important because it helps readers find and verify the credibility of the sources you used. When writing the references section, make sure to follow the specific citation style required by your institution or professor, such as APA, MLA, or Chicago style. Include the author's name, publication year (if there is no publication year, then the article must not be reliable. It must always have a year), title of the source, publication information, and any other required details. Arrange the references alphabetically by the author's last name or by the title if there is no author (if there is no author try using the organisation or the website that published the text). Don't forget to double-check the formatting and punctuation for accuracy and consistency throughout the references section.

After your essay was outlines and you know exactly what you’re supposed to write… write it dude? Like you have the format, you have the sources, and you know your points. Just start writing… if you are having trouble getting started, then give a click to another one of my blogs on how to actually get started on studying.

If you want to go the extra mile, and also make the essay more professional here are some of my personal tips to accomplish that:

size 12 for normal text and size 14 for title (titles can be only bold)

Use text Times New Roman (ROMAN EMPIREEEEEEEEEE)

Double space of all essay

Have a cover page! You can find templates in the insert section of the word tabs.

Have numbers tag the foot of the page

And thats all for today folks! Hope this is actually useful to you, and if you are struggling with anything specific, then do let me know in the comment section or send me a question through the tumblr! Now thank you for reading, and leaving likes <3 don't forget to smile, because you’re beautiful.

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tpwkwriter · 2 years

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Our love.

Oohhh How Ive missed this.

I hope everyone has had and received everything they’ve wished for,this Christmas/festive time if you’ve celebrated❤️🎄

Here’s to a happy new year and new writings! 🥳

Defo tried a different style Not sure on it, got a bit carried away at the end 🤪 hope you enjoy nonetheless x

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Love.

Love was a word that meant different to everybody.

Love was often shown through kisses and warm embraces though this was a way of showing affection also went skin deep.

The love between y/n and Harry was a love that could only be described as a soul mate connection. Caring and nurturing was each others favourite.

Harry’s love language mainly spoke physical contact and acts of service.

Wether it a hand resting absentmindedly on y/n’s thigh as they drove, his arm snaked around her waist when together, or simply his head resting on her at all times. You name it. He did it.

Everyone who knew Harry, knew nothing would stand in his way of caring for his lovie. Not only did his protective side come out but also his caring and gentleman ways did too. “Ready love?” He’d ask slipping his car keys in his pocket. “Mmhmm” she’d hum in response, flying from her seat heading to the door “hang on darlin” he’d say not hesitating to prop down on one knee in front of her “H?” Without an answer he was tying her lose shoelace of her favourite trainers. “Don’t want to fall hmm?” He says rising up and pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Of course he was just as sweet when out and about. “Get this side love” he said stopping them both on the path and swapping themselves so that he’s on the side the cars drive past, “see y’do love me, don’t wanna see me get flattened by a car” the girl teased locking hands with him. “Don’t tell anyone, but maybe I do..jus’ a tiny bit” he smirked.

He was also just as protective, even over the simplest of things. For instance.

One morning when you decided to cook up breakfast for the both of you, one thing made H change his mind 🤭

“ ah fuck, that hurt” the girl winced instantly checking the finger she accidentally cut while using the knife. “What lovie??” He said instantly turning around to face his girl. “Cut myself on that stupid thing” she sighed. “Oh baby” he whispered “lemme patch you up and I’ll finish this off” he claimed “harry it’s jus a-“. “Uh uh cant have you missing a finger”

His protective ways could also be seen in social settings.

While walking around London hand in hand, he notices a group of girls who seemed to be very clearly fans, H wouldn’t normally have a problem with greeting or even thanking fans in the street but he always worried of there reaction around y/n. “Stay behind me okay?” He said removing his locked hands from yours and wrapping his around her waist “harry” she giggled “m’pretty sure there a group of 16 year olds” she said referring to the size and maturity levels of the girls “still, there’s always someone thats unhappy that im happy, dont need them telling the paps my girlfriends here” he said using us free hand to pull his hoodie up, “don’t think it’s me there looking for” and just then they were knocked out there thoughts. “Harry!!” One of the girls squealed “please can we get a photo, IM such a fan” she says eagerly handing him her phone “s’Not a problem but please don’t post it until im perhaps out of here?” He politely asks taking the phone “mmhmmmm” she swiftly nods, he reluctantly lets go of his girls hand and takes the selfie. When the fan was rambling on about the amount of shows she had been too He realises there was a couple of girls sneaking pictures, normally he would’ve by passed it but noticing there trying to get y/n in the shot his instincts came out “um yeah thanks, thanks for all the support” he said offering his hand out, as the fan walks back to her group he wastes no time in making sure y/n’s privacy wasn’t invaded.

“Put these on my love, M’sorry” he said hand her sunglasses and his cap while she smiles and places them on he wraps his arm firmly and protectively over her and tries to leave before more people come out.

Though being in a relationship with H was an adventure and an interesting ride, neither of you would change it for the world.

And that’s what love meant to the both of you.

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #my fic writing #harry styles au #harry styles blurb #harry styles x y/n #it was sucky ik #new layout ig #nye2022 #❤️❤️❤️#love yous #fluff

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aprilsadviceaskblog · 4 months

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Hey April,

I'm not sure what you can offer in my situation, but I'll take any bit of reassurance or some sort of support.

I have friend who has recently lost two friends they had known much longer than they'd known me, and I'm sure they were much closer to them. They've been having a hard time and I've been providing my support to the best of my abilites. They havent been taking advantage of my help, and I don't feel like they don't care. I feel kind of selfish for even being upset about anything, but I feel like I can't tell them. They'd just get upset at themself and feel guilty. And I just don't want that. The issue at hand? I know I'm not enough. Not like I am not *good* enough for my friend. I know I am good enough. I just know my friend needs more, needs other poeple. I know I am not the friends they want back. The ones they miss who left. I know I will never amount to those friends and can never be on the same level as them. They've spent years with my friend and they are closer than I could ever hope to be. And I know I am not what they need.

They need the friends they lost. They need the people they spent nearly every day for the past several years with. The people that they can enjoy watching shows with, or playing games with, without feel hurt by the reminders. The things we watch together now only makes them sad and keep reminding them of what happened and who they lost. And the things I like are too similar to what their other friends liked, I cant even bring myself to tell them I like those things. I want my friend to be okay again and I wish I could give them their friends back. Even if it meant they lost me. I suppose what hurts the most about it, is that I have the same role in their life as one of their friends. The same title and everything. But they want *that* friend. And everything associated with the role makes them think of *that* friend, but never me. They've never said any of these things to me, about me not being enough, but I tried to talk to them about it and they just started blaming themself for being a bad friend. At thid point, I'm just trying to figure out how to handle it I guess?

I guess I just want someone to tell me I'm not horrible for feeling this way, and maybe a bit of advice, if possible? Thank you for your time.

Hi anon,

You’re not horrible for feeling this way at all. It’s understandable and normal. I’m sorry it’s so hard. I don’t have any advice honestly, but maybe a follower might.

#april answers

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atherix · 2 years

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YOU- I'm very sorry for not screaming in your ask box a lot lately, life's been a thing... BUT IM HERE NOW, AND OHMYGOD seems like ohmygrian would also work given recent events ATHERIX IM SCREAMING AND SHAKING YOU WHAT JUST HAPPENED

Ok ok ok, so lore lots of lore where to begin

Let's start off with one of the big ones. WATCHERS?? I am very calmly and politely asking you what the hell is happening with Scott and Jimmy. What. is. happening. Listener lore?? Other equally interesting plot points?? Only time will tell I suppose... I don't like how much power you hold over us atherix 😑 you like the tourment a little too much 😑 but seriously I love it so much you evil writer

Don't you just love it when your mate is brutaly murdered infront of you, then ages later (is it hundereds of years? thousands? i cant remember. lets just say time. Time has passed), you find 2 new mates! Who you love very deeply! Who you would do anything for! Only to learn one of them is constantly tap dancing at deaths door, and the other has now become a God after friggin dying in front of you 🙂 You cradled his dead body in your arms. You uselessly checked for breath even while knowing there was none left. You begged him to come back, to not leave you like she did begged him to LIVE. couldn't save them couldn't save them couldn't save And then he does. he comes back. And he's a watcher now! So you know. There's that. Then he tries to single handedly fight off two harbingers of death while injured, and while using his godly powers for the first time! <3 like an idiot <3 Everything's going great :D

Then scar. Scar. I think him and I need to have a little chat about the whole distracting the warden thing. Brave! Stupid! Suicidal! Luv I don't care if you think you're gonna die at any moment, please have some self preservation <33 if not for your sake, at least for your son?? And your mates?? (On the other hand it was very sweet. Still stupid, but sweet) But wow is he going through it too... nothing like a track record of your loved ones consistently dying for you :) it's something he's definitely not traumatised over :)) it's all completely fine :))) someone get this man some cuddles and emotional support STAT

By the way Tubbo must be having a great time right now 😃

All of their mental and physical health needs some serious help rn

Atherix. ATHERIX. 30 thousand years?? The magic residue?? The unsolved mysteries?? What does scar know... what's going on... what pieces of the puzzle are we missing... or have we completed the puzzle and it's just upside-down? Either way it's pain :D

Also the worldbuilding detail?? The descriptions of the city?? The wardens?? The enchanting?? This all makes me very happy <33

Im sure I've forgotten a LOT about these last 2 chapters, but this is all I got for now... your writing has a grip on me ohmygod

So yeah I'm normal about this. Thank you for consuming my waking hours <33

-🍂

(This is also from chapter 8/9 not the latest chapter <3)

No worry! Real life is Like That sometimes <3 I hope everything's okay! Highkey if it hadn't been a Serious Moment Grian would have said "you're welcome" when Tubbo said "thank god" LMAO A LOT HAPPENED-

So much lore mmm

YEP. WATCHERS. WE'VE FINALLY MADE IT FOLKS, WE'RE HERE, THE WATCHERS ARE HERE. Haha well we've answered Jimmy, haven't gotten into Scott yet but that will come up in the future <3 I on the other hand LOVE the amount of power I hold over y'all :) This is delightful <3 <3 <3

Mmmm Mumbo was born almost 500 years ago so it's been probably a little more than 4.5 centuries <3 But yes. Mmmm history sure does rhyme. "One of them is constantly tap dancing at death's door" I'M SORRY I AM SENT HJKSJKJKFSHJ but yes! Yes! Mmm Mumbo watching yet another mate of his get killed and he has absolutely no power to stop it :) Only this time the mate WAKES UP and now he has to trust the mate who just died and came back to know what he's doing so Mumbo can go help their mate to not die, too! Yay! Oh the trauma haha Mumbo will have nightmares about this day for the rest of his long life :) Also my dear 🍂Autumn 🍂 Anon how in the world did you make this even angstier than it already is <3 (Fun fact I plan to write a tumblr exclusive/aside of that moment from Mumbo's pov <3) Hahaha yeah god or not might not want to fight off the "monster god" who has ended the world who knows how many times <3 But at least they're there to stop him from facing down the Warden like he tried to face down Blondie <3

Oh yes, Scar is certainly going to be getting Talked With by a few different people in the coming days :) Once they've recovered more haha. "Hey Scar what the fuck" <3 But yes! If he's gonna die he's gonna make it matter </3 Try and give them a chance to get away <3 Mind you Grian's little trick didn't actually work, the Warden just fuckin. Mm. But the fire is a surprise tool for the future ;) God yeah :) Scar is so. Mmm trauma. He doesn't want anyone else to die for or because of him </3 He'll get cuddles and emotional support but he might also need a li'l therapy <3

Tubbo is having a GREAT time haha "I said I was FASCINATED by the Warden, I didn't say I wanted to MEET one!!"

Oh yes. Absolutely. They need all the help they can get.

:) Haha chapter ten answers these <3

I love worldbuilding and I really wanted to flesh the Ancient City out so <3 I'm glad you enjoy this~! <3 hjhgjfdj <3

Haha you've summed it up pretty well methinks <3 Thank you much <33 hhghjjhgdj <3

Thank you for reading~! <3

#ask #Midnight Series #🍂autumn🍂 anon #Long Post #<3

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goremet-chef · 1 year

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being friends with me sucks because i will never ever send the first message unless ive like. slept in the same bed as you (AND EVEN THEN ITS HARD ive known these bitches for 10 years why am i still nervous to send them dms specifically KSJFS)

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i think dms naturally just make me anxious because then i have to do smalltalk in a private setting? god i hope not, im really awful at carrying a conversation. ive done my best to like... get better but its hard to keep track of things. im the kind of loser who looks shit up like "how to keep a conversation going" its real bad

but oh man, do i wanna talk to someone? absolutely. bouncing my leg biting my nails type shit the urge inside of me to reach out, the urge is strong but the anxiety is stronger SKFJSF

like many things it sorta comes from bpd too? ive got such a crippling fear of rejection, of not being wanted or not being welcome, that shit will keep me away from ANYTHING i dont care we could be roleplaying hot gay sex every day if i get the idea that there could be some reason im not wanted at that moment i CLING to it and i will never speak to you again unless you start it. its. humiliating and EMBARRASSING but.. its just how my brain works.

it makes me feel awful too, cuz i dont like.... there is a very real chance that if you tell me something and its not clear what you mean, or its blunt, short etc. ive heard people with trauma often take neutral cues and negative and that is so fucking true for me my brain immediately is like "oh you pissed them off lol" and im just. sat with dread because I KNOW ITS NOT REAL, i know trust me i know. i know my brain is making it up and everything is fine,

i used to ask for clarifications, but i learned to stop doing that because it makes me sound even crazier. they mean shit normally, so i cant ask "are you mad at me, did i do something wrong?" cuz it freaks em out like??? no nothing is wrong tf (and even that reaction alone could cause my brain to double down. its EXHAUSTING).

THAT ALONE will keep me away as well, i hate feeling like a burden, and big surprise lots of people think of borderlines as burdens. yippee. this is technically fine though? i dont make many friends to begin with, or well. i dont MAINTAIN them i think i make them a decent amount but i guess.. in my head, if you are my friend, yr my friend forever. like unless we specifically part ways, i will always think of you fondly. doesnt matter if we havent talked for weeks, months, years. ill think of you and go "oh yeah, that person is my buddy :]"

UNFORTUNATELY i dont know anyone else who thinks this besides me, which means theres probably lots of "friendships" in my head that are now one sided, bummer. idk it sucks, i have dreams about that kinda shit, where like... my friends from middleschool, id come home and theyd be happy to see me again and tell me how much they missed me, but thats just fantasy 😔

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themostsanebug · 1 month

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hey chat!!!! tread lightly undercut i just need to spew shit so sorry (vent warning for those who do!!!!!)

take a kitty if you dont wanna read the yap under cut!!!! have a nice day/night and take care of yourself!!!!! i love ya!!!! <3 /p

jesus. things have been. so hectic as of late. im already struggling with school (math woah that such a shocker), the mod of the steven askblog has had some shit going down for them that i am doing my best to help with because. i care for that mod. they are a very kind person and i enjoy the blog time runs. they deserve to be happy and i am willing to help time if i need to. i almost CRIED today during church (im forced to go to church im not christian please dont label me as such!!!!) just because i saw other people gathering in separate groups to comfort people who were crying. that made me think about how BADLY i need friends. i need people who would do that with me. hold me when i cry and just. help me feel better. i miss my friends so so much. i miss my mom too. i dont like being up here without them they mean the world to me and i shouldnt have to be away from them. i shouldnt be crying because i miss my mom. i shouldnt HAVE to miss her in general. im so close to just ripping the bandaid off and telling her im trans. i cant take it anymore she needs to know i want to tell her so bad im just. so scared of how she will respond. i just hope she will take it well when i do. i hope she understands. i WISH i was normal. why cant i just be a straight cis kid? why cant i just suck it up and focus on my schoolwork? why the hell does my brain insist on worsening my chances at making people proud of me. why do i even need to long for them to be proud of me at all? why is the only legacy i live up to now those stupid amount of books i read in third grade because i was forced too. why cant i just suck it up and be better. why cant i just know what to do. why cant i just. do anything i want to? i have potential i know damned well. so why cant i get myself to work on it? why cant i do anything. why am i like this.

#fly reblogs #the flys venting #tw vent #cw vent #vent post #vent

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sehunniepotwrites · 11 months

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my goodness 🥹 U HAVENT FORGOTTEN ABOUT ME 🥹🥹🥹 i feel so loved rn <3 but OMG why do all your ideas sound so INTERESTING 🤩🤩🤩 i can't wait to read them all it has been such a long time since i've read nice pieces (but partially also because i don't even know where or who is even writing on here anym :/ ) BUT I RLY CANT WAIT for the jae one 😊😊😊 there's a reason why im peach afterall hehehehe <3

oh my you graduated!!! 🤡 how much have i missed in your life seriously :/ but your job sounds rly exciting!! im glad that you're doing whatchu wanna do please make sure that as much as it gets tiring, u r still taking care of urself and finding ways to stay positive!! 😊 ouhie and don't stress over writing too much! i'm sure everyone doesn't mind waiting at all so no stress!! hehehehe wb life outside of work!! have u been spending good time w your friends and family too?

my LIFE has been constantly changing hehehe i think the last time i updated u was before i even went to university and now im already in my third year of university 🥹🥹🥹 time rly rly flies 🫣 im SOOOO busy and it's SOOOOO tiring but im just trying to take it easy and to handle everything that comes my way step by step. well the only thing that is extremely tough for me now and is rly taking a huge toll on me is my LDR :/ (yes i somehow found a male peach while i was gone jdienfkenfj) but well male peach is on exchange and rn i have managed to pull through half of it, and in dec everything will be back to normal!! its just rly tiring because of the time diff between us and just generally because of my insecurities and the unfortunate circumstances of male peach's exchange that all the other hoomans on exchange w male peach r females 🤡 but ILL TELL U SLOWLY ABOUT ALL THESE <3

love, 🍑 that misses u loads!!

AH YES I GRADUATED <333 I HAVE A MASTER'S DEGREE NOW!!! today was really rough so seeing your msg really brightened up my day. trying to stay pos through all the struggles, man.

i've gotten a bit of my social life back after graduation so that's great. did lots of traveling--i met smoll-tangerine (queenie) and ppangjae (alex) over the summer hehehe!!! besties finally meeting irl!!! going out and grabbing drinks and singing karaoke with my friends is always a great time. but istg, some of the situations in my life are like a fanfic, bro i can't believe these things actually happened. even queenie and alex were like nik, wtf!!!!! and guess WHAT? imma write stories based on those experiences too!

i'd LOVE to hear more about how you've been!! omg third year already?? time really flies, huh! and yay male peach!!! ldr's are rough, i had some experience with that, so i get you there.

and as for fics, all my ideas are so fleshed out in my mind, i really wish i could put the image in my head into my docs!!! and since you're my lil peach, here's a bit of my jae ideas for you:

drowning in your love

GENRE. childhood best friends to enemies to lovers, college!au, swimmer!au PAIRING. (long distance) swimmer!jaehyun x (sprinter) swimmer!reader PREVIEW. Jeong Jaehyun has always known how to swim, in fact, he excelled at it—the sport was a part of his very soul. But for once in his life, he wanted to experience what it was like to drown. To succumb to the feeling of being overwhelmed. Of battling bated breath. And it was all because of you. Jaehyun realized that he was completely infatuated with every fiber of your being. Winning gold at a meet, being observed by recruiters didn’t even compare to the amount of happiness he felt whenever he was near you. The boy wanted nothing more than to drown in your essence, your whole being. Even more so, Jeong Jaehyun simply wanted to drown in your love.

hits different

SYNOPSIS. Many people have heard of the saying, “always the bridesmaid, never the bride.” This particular saying, more than others, has always applied to you. You believe love exists for others and that it will never be in the cards for you. You’ve experienced your one true love so early on in your life and lost it, you don’t think you can ever love again. Unfortunate and sad as it seems, you’ve accepted the role of the bridesmaid with your entire heart so why not capitalize it? You are now one of the hottest (and secretive) commodities in the wedding scene–a bridesmaid for hire–and you are thriving in your growing business. But what if your latest gig leads you back to the love that you lost? Will assisting in the wedding planning be as easy as a summer’s breeze or as harsh as a winter storm? Will seeing him again in a different light hit differently as the last time you saw him or will it bring back all the memories of your biggest heartbreak? PAIRING. Rich Boy!Jaehyun x Poor Girl!Y/ NGENRE. Exes-to-Lovers!AU | Wedding! AU | Bridesmaid-for-Hire!AU | Arranged Marriage!AU

#🍑anon #love u lots!!!!!!#always!!!!#thanks for making my day #nikki replies

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