#midnightrants

[eihsthetic]

I thought I had the worst..

These past months I’ve been collecting pieces of myself that were extremely shattered. Mandatory healing process where I go somewhere else unplanned, nothing else to do. Just go to where my feet would take me. Visit milk tea and coffee shops that would satisfy my cravings and inside my bag were my diary, a jeweled pen and a heavy heart. Those lasted for a few weeks. I thought i’d be able to continue my weekend routine.

3 or 4 years ago, I thought I had the worst. I’m only 25 and thought I had met the person who would stay with me ‘till the end, through ups and downs. What would be worse than cheating? I knew. I thought I had the worst. i thought it ended with my healing process, but this damned girl right here even embraced ‘him’ again and experienced the worst of the “worst” thing ever in her life. Thinking of a 2nd chance but had the worst again. Cheating over cheating. 

He asked me what made me stay when we both knew he had given me a lot of pain and trauma. What made me really stay when we knew that my parents would disapprove him when the truth prevails? We both know what could possibly happen and I knew some things will change next year.

I just wanted to cherish my remaining memories with him before our time ends. I hope when that time arrives, I would be able to let him go. 

But for now, let me hold your hand and say, “Lalaban pa tayo.” kahit minsan mo ‘kong niloko. Ibibigay ko na lahat hanggang sa maubos ako. Kung mauubos nga ba talaga ako.

[iiota]

slowly accepting that i just go to bed at 10pm sometimes now

[sirenascelestiales]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of eight [8] people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜. ♡

thank you vi!

💐💐💐

[sunny-starshine]

nasty doodle at midnightr

[shychick-52]

It still breaks my heart that Cedric was hardly in the series finale 'Forever Royal' (and that he and Sofia barely interacted), after everything. 😭😭

He wasn't even in season 4 much. It's like they didn't know what to do with him ever since his amazing redemption episode 'Day of the Sorcerers' (which was the first episode of the last season).

I'm actually glad their focus on him in the last season after 'Day of the Sorcerers'- until the final- was healing from his past and repairing his damaged relationships with people in his life (Cordelia in 'Through the Looking-Back Glass' and Roland in 'In Cedric We Trust'), because the progress felt more realistic than just having everything be automatically OK after he changed. But I would have wanted to see him part of the family more (especially after he made things right with Roland) and get even closer with Sofia, and just have him in more episodes. We didn't get to see him finally truly happy and part of the family until the finale.

Cedric's redemption was a huge deal, and it should have had a greater effect on the last season. Instead, they pretty much wasted it. I know he isn't the main character, but still! They still could have done more with him, even while focusing on the stupid Protector/Mystic Isles arc.

There were actually plenty of episodes in season 4 that he would have fit in, which I plan to talk about soon. I also want to talk about how he could have fit into Sofia's Protector arc, so stay tuned.

@midnightrealness @moonypears-blog @aquicat @cedric-my-beloved @mushroomsie224

[suspendingtime]

Nine people I’d like to get to know better

Tagged by @hydriotaphia, @mimix007, and @thesherlockianwhojustcant (the versions done by the taggers were slightly different, so I've cobbled them into one).

Last song I listened to: I Guess by Lizzie McAlpine.

Favourite colour: Blue blue blue blue blue blue blue blue.

Currently watching: I've been watching Sanditon and rewatching Fallout most recently. And 'cause I took a while to do this; the second half of Bridgerton season 3 came out, so ofc I consumed that straight away. 😋

Sweet/savoury/spicy?: I'm gonna say sweet, that's what I want while I'm writing this.

Relationship Status: Unsingle.

Current obsession: Oh, tbh not much else apart from all the different fictional universes I'm constantly thinking about. I did recently redownload The Sims 2 (ultimate collection with all the expansion packs) for some nostalgia, and it took over my life for a lil bit, what a game (but now brainrot is getting in the way of that dfghjk).

Currently reading: No books ongoing atm. But I've been reading more poetry recently; an ongoing attempt at introspection (that feels so lame to say, but I'm trying to reject the self-cringe).

Last thing I googled: Two that were linked and done one after the other; "when was nail polish invented" and "when were sequins invented". My sister was asking me questions re Bridgerton's most recent costumes and nail choices, and surprisingly I didn't know the answer to these off the top of my head. 😅

💕 Tagging; going to tag some newer moots/those that I haven't tagged in a tag game before (absolutely no pressure) - @yelena-bellova, @bethccassidy, @pensbridgertons, @habibialkaysani, @crown-ov-horns, @corporalicent, @midnightrings, @claudiajessies, and @betweencomfortandchaos.

[softiecaro]

CRUEL SUMMER — DANIEL RICCIARDO

summary: Daniel and Camille are best friends who are in love but will never admit it. Not until she gets drunk one night and makes a bet that leaves her in hot water.

pairing: daniel ricciardo x camille (reader)

words: 1.6K

warning: some bad words maybe. and as I told you before, english is not my native language, so any spelling or writing error is the fault of the translator.

tags: @midnightric @dan3avacado (if you want to be tagged in the next stories, let me know in the comments! <3)

Daniel and Camille had been friends for a while when Michael had introduced them, and have been almost inseparable ever since. There was always some love tension between the two. His friends knew it, his family and even his coworkers knew it, but they denied it. 

That night they were at a party in the city of Monaco together with some friends. Daniel watches her dance in the middle of the floor. That night they had arrived together as they always did, but at some point she had pulled away from him as she began to get drunk. 

In any case, the Australian did not take his eyes off her for a single second. With a group of friends around her, she and Pierre danced while he made her spin a couple of times on her heels, making her laugh and falling into the frenchman's arms to keep from falling. 

From the other side, the smile that filled Daniel's face automatically disappeared. Why? He himself thinks he doesn't know, but anyone who had witnessed that would be clear that the Australian was jealous. 

—Hey mate, it's all good?— Michael sits next to Daniel with a glass of alcohol in one of his hands. 

—Can you keep an eye on Camille for a moment? I need to go to the bathroom. 

—Okay.— He said simply. 

Not before taking one last look at her, Daniel enters the bathroom and approaches the sink to wet his face a little. Even though he hadn't even had a drink (since he was the designated driver), he blamed the crowd and the overwhelming atmosphere for what he was feeling right now.

After taking a few minutes, he sees Pierre through the reflection. Their eyes meet and Daniel tries to give him a normal smile, but it doesn't feel comfortable at all.  Pierre laughs and pats him on the back, which only annoys Daniel. 

Following that, the brunette leaves the bathroom and automatically starts looking for her with his eyes. It was impossible not to find her right away as she was the center of everyone's attention. 

Standing on top of a table and with everyone cheering her on, the girl danced to the beat of Wannabe from the Spice Girls. 

—Good job, Michael.— He said when he found him in the middle of all the people, even joining in the shouting. 

—Let her have some fun, she's safe.— He replies. Ignoring him, Daniel begins to push through the crowd until he is in the front row in front of her. 

Already there, he gave himself a few seconds to admire her. Her hair moving gracefully and being illuminated by the lights of the place while she wiggled her waist to the rhythm of the song. He could see her smile on her face and her closed eyes that showed that she was enjoying it. 

His thoughts vanish as someone pushes past him and that's when he sees Lando climb on the table with Camille. They both hold hands and begin to dance and sing. Daniel is startled when the girl missteps and almost falls off, but Lando reaches to grab her arm and pulls her to his chest laughing.

Enough is enough, Daniel thinks.

—Camille.— he starts, but apparently no one listens to him, or they just decide to ignore him.

—Camille, come down from there please!— He starts to raise the volume of his voice, but to no avail. Then he resorts to the physical, he gets even closer to the table to touch one of her legs and get her attention. 

She looks down at him and smiles.

—Daniel! Come up her.e— She yells at him unsteadily as she offers one of her hands to him. 

—I think the best thing is that if you get down from there, you can hurt yourself and also tomorrow... 

—I'm fine!— She yells back as she clings to Lando's side. 

—Lando, mate, I think that's enough fun already. Help me get it down please.—Daniel says as he gets on the table, which by the way was big enough for a couple more people to get on. 

—Neveeeeeer!— He yelled in his face, scaring Daniel back to the ground. 

Ok, Lando was much drunker than she was. Maybe he should take them both home. So they keep dancing and suddenly the crowd starts saying something that Daniel doesn't immediately understand. 

"kiss kiss kiss". 

Of course not. Daniel thought. 

Then how could he, he yanked on Camille's arm causing her to fall off the table into his arms. He left her standing to the side of him to do the same for Lando, which was more difficult, but when he did, he took both of their arms and began to walk through the crowd until they were out of it. 

Booing was heard in the process but it stopped seconds later when other people took Lando and Camille's place. 

—Dan, you're hurting me.— Camille complained in a childish tone. 

—I'm sorry, sweetheart.— He immediately released his grip, realizing how tightly he held her. 

On the way to Daniel's car, the girl made no trouble, keeping up with him as she muttered a few incoherent things and leaned into him. Instead Lando was constantly trying to break free of his grasp. 

—Lando, get in the car, please. 

The younger was now sitting on the floor while Camille was already sitting inside, watching the situation in silence. 

—Nope. 

—Come on kid, please. 

—Okay, but on one condition.— Daniel rolled his eyes and gave an exhausted sigh.

—What do you want?— He asked as he crossed his arms. 

—I want a glass of chocolate milk, full…Let it be two.

Daniel looks down at him with a frown. 

—Okay, get in the car. 

—Will you give me what I'm asking for?

—Yes. 

—Thanks Dad. 

The first minutes of the trip, Lando would not stop talking about things that did not have any coherence to Daniel. Then it was pure silence.

Daniel began to hear sobs from behind. He quickly glanced in the rearview mirror to see Lando fast asleep and next to him Camille with her head lowered and her hands resting on her legs. 

—Hey baby. Are you okay? 

—Don't call me like that.— She told him between sobs. Daniel frowned. 

—What's wrong?— He asks but doesn't get an answer, only sobs, which little by little are diminishing until it disappear.

When they finally arrive, Daniel unbuckles his seatbelt, gets out of the car, and walks over to his house to open the door. He then goes back to the car, opens the rear seat door and is startled when he sees that Lando is now sitting in his place, wide-eyed as he stares at him without blinking. 

—Omg Lando, what's wrong with you? Did you consume anything other than alcohol? 

—Will you give me my chocolate milk?

—Yes! I already told you. 

—Great!— He says to himself as he tries to unfasten his seatbelt to no avail. When he does, Daniel steps aside as the boy gets out of the car, staggering home. 

—Hey, be careful. Don't go up to the second floor alone. 

Now Camille has his undivided attention. She's sitting up, now free of the seatbelt, staring at her knees. 

—We're here.— he whispers to her as he sticks only his head inside the vehicle. 

—I don't want to get out of the car, I want to stay here. 

—You can't stay here all night. 

—Yes, I can.— And little by little, the sobs return. 

Then Daniel quickly gets in and sits next to her. 

—Tell me what's going on, please. You know you can trust me.— Then, he puts his hands gently on her face to make her look at him, but she closes her eyes, avoiding his gaze and shuddering under his touch. 

—Look at me.— He whispers. Finally she opens her eyes to meet the brown one of his. 

She blinks a few times, looking from his mouth to his eyes a few times, until in one deft move, she sits on his lap with both legs at the sides of his body.— Wow. 

She feels Daniel's chest rise and fall under her hands, his breath hitting her mouth and feeling his bulge beneath her. 

The australian puts his hands on her waist, moving away from him a little so he can look at her face. But she quickly pulls her bodies closer again, burying her face in his neck. She begins to drop sloppy kisses on the spot, causing Daniel to let out a surprised groan.— Camille, Camille, stop.— He says in her ear, but she ignores it, continuing with her work on her neck.—Baby, no...— Daniel gently takes her off his lap and sits her down next to him. — You're drunk, I can't let you do this… 

—Why you did not like me?

Daniel blinks in surprise. Did she like him? Or was it just the alcohol talking? 

—You're drunk, you don't know what you're saying. 

—Please kiss me now. Or else I'll lose the bet.— Daniel's heart stopped. So that was it, she was doing all this to win a bet. 

—So a bet. And what is it about?— He tried to hide his stricken tone from his voice. 

—It's a silly thing we made with Lando and Pierre. They said that I was never going to tell you I like you, that I was a chicken and that I would never tell you. So I got angry, and I told them… 

—Did you really like me? 

—I love you, isn't that the worst thing you ever heard?— A big unconscious smile appeared on the brunette's lips. 

—How about we better talk about this tomorrow?

[ironwolf-gone]

Tag game! Thank you for tagging me @livrere-green ❤️

❤︎ are you named after anyone?

I was named after a movie

❤︎ when was the last time you cried?

Like 7 to 10 days ago

❤︎ do you have kids?

Hell no and I don’t plan on it. Fuck them kids bro

❤︎ do you play/have you played any sports?

Archery if that counts, other wise no

❤︎ do you like sarcasm?

See I love sarcasm but I can’t be sarcastic online cause it’s all about tone

❤︎ what do you notice about people when you meet them?

Their smile (or lack of)

❤︎ what’s your eye color?

Green babie

❤︎ scary movies or happy endings?

I like both depending on my mood

❤︎ where were you born?

The void known as Ohio

❤︎ any talents?

Writing, painting, zoning tf out when someone is talking

❤︎ what are your hobbies?

Writing, painting, coloring,

❤︎ any pets?

Four gremlins (cats)

❤︎ how tall are you?

4’11

❤︎ what are your favorite school subjects?

Art and English, but I’m not in school anymore thank god

❤︎ what’s your dream job?

Being an author. But I also like my job as a florist now too

Tagging: @iwasnotaslasher @vearasentry @neprezi @maplesyruplover @fauxhound @stellasolaris @midnightrings @bathykolpian @tobemadeofglass @forcesofevilneversleep @lightandspark

(if you guys want to🩷)

[justviwriting]

Hi, just a little update: this blog will be inactive as of now.

I’ve created this side-blog when I wanted to get back into fanfic-writing 2 years ago. And that worked quite well. But I also soon started to post directly to AO3 and became more active on my main blog, so I mostly just used this blog to share links to my stories – which is pretty pointless in the end, because I can also use my main blog for that lol

I still somewhat liked the idea of having a blog solely dedicated to my fanfics, so I kept it alive for a while. But I think it’s time to leave it behind.

I will not delete this blog however. There are a few fics I’ve only posted on here + some nice comments on my stories that I definitely want to keep. But I won’t continue sharing updates to my fics anymore.

You can go follow my main blog @midnightrings if you want. I will still continue sharing my fics over there :)

[softhairedhotch]

not sure if uve heard/seen anything about it fellow travellers but ... im literally FERAL because!;&;!,@:&,@:;! ME AND AARON WHEN???!!!!!!

https://www.tumblr.com/midnightrings/734541939230294016/matt-bomer-and-jonathan-bailey-as-hawkins-fuller https://

www.tumblr.com/mwm22/734237206781329408/fellow-travelers-s01e04

https://www.tumblr.com/zanephillips/733909345055670272/fellow-travelers-103-hit-me

i was LITERALLY JUST THINKING ABOUT PUTTING THE SHOW ON RN LMAOOOOOOOO

i wanna watch it so bad i just cba to do it lol but YESSSSSSSSSSS i need to do all of this with aaron soooooooo baddddd

if aaron said "who do you belong to?" to me i'd DIE ON THE SPOT FR god i need that so much AND THE "that's it, you can take it" FUCKKKKKKK

i gotta watch this show i swear

[latenightrant-blog]

I danced for the first time

in two months

I don’t wanna cry anymore

I wanna dance

Move my body, feel it alive

Let my feet stamp the aggression to the ground

My feelings are underground

I buried them yesterday

I can’t look at his face

I’m done 

ready to go

where tho?

Only the virus will know

[midnight-rant]

Mohtaj=dependant/wanting/begging I don't want you so much that I'll come back to you again, You may be the best but then you aren't my god. #poetsofinstagram #lovepoems #writersofinstagram #followforfollow #followtrain #follow #instalike #instafollow #instalove #midnight_rant #midnightrants #urdu #urdupoetry #urdushayari #sher #couplets #love #lovecouplet #writingcommunity #instapoet #mrpoet #instapoetry #instapoetrygram https://www.instagram.com/p/ByYR3dCFa_v/?igshid=16qaceqoke12z

[midnightjournalist]

Update 8/18

Hey Tumblr land... I know it’s been a little bit, but I figured I’d give a little update on what’s been going on and where my stories are at right now since it’s been a while. For those who missed the memo...I started a job at the end of May and it’s totally been kicking my ass. I’ve been in training the last 12 weeks between getting my state license and learning a lot of stuff...I’ve been finding myself mentally exhausted lately. It’s been harder and harder to find time to work on stories, but I have been trying. I’m getting ready to go into Pre-transition from a training classroom to the floor, so I have to adjust to a new schedule for the next couple of months so something new to get used to and then in November I’ll be assigned a floor team. Fingers crossed on everything going well, but yesterday I technically graduated from the training.

That being said...I’ve been looking at the status of my stories and wanted to give a run down of where I’m at. I’ve been working on stories off and on and I have a few new projects in the works as well. Trying to stay inspired in my new stories and keep up the writing with new ideas so I don’t forget them. First off...the WIPs that have been posted. Lessons of Life and Love: Next chapter is about half done...we’ll be taking a look at our boys arriving at Victor’s home and Yuuri adjusting to his new home and being mated now that they’re not in the mansion. One Moonlit Night/Chasing Starlight: Gonna lump these two together. I have started on the next chapter for OMN and I have outlined the final chapter of Chasing Starlight to finish it up. I’m trying to transition from Tentacle Week (which has long passed the deadline, but I still wanna get this written) and back to the main story line. You’ll be actually meeting a few characters that made appearances in CS and resolving the little bit of conflict from the last chapter. Plus I have some plans for the final chapter of CS...Yuuri is gonna have a surprise for Victor that I hope you’ll all enjoy. Here’s to Us: I was struggling because I didn’t know where I wanted to go with it and I sorta lost my original outline for the ending, but I’ve figured out a little where I want to go with it. I’m hoping for an update soon. It’s been almost a year since I updated and I do want to finish so while it’s been on hiatus...I’ve gotten the next chapter started and I need to just finish it so I can get back into the flow of it. Now for the new Projects in the Works: Begin Again: This is going to be a bit of a kinky one shot. I wrote down Ideas for it a while back and thanks to the wonderful people on my Discord and my need for a stress relief in the form of writing we’re getting a kink heavy Victuuri one shot. ABO, Collars, chains, intersex Omega, and more. It will be Omega Victor since there isn’t enough of that out in the fandom and there will be consent between them so it’ll be some kinky fun after some not so great circumstances. That should be posted soonish so keep an eye out for it. Seeking Life: Another project inspired by a meme that showed up on another Discord I follow. I got inspired to write a what if scenario with Victuuri. It’ll will be interesting for me to write and I plan to have the first chapter out as soon as I update some of the other stories that need to be updated. Synopsis: Victor has been on top of the World for years, but always felt the weight of his success and the lack of life and love in his personal life threatening to weigh him down. In one night he found his inspiration, only to have it crushed by tragedy. Everything changed in Sochi...the night Yuuri Katsuki died... Then something miraculous happens and Victor gets another chance to help Yuuri with his dreams and he finds his inspiration again. Yuuri was no stranger to failure. His anxiety led him to believe the worst and then he had to go and die before living out his one dream in life. Unable to pass on, he seeks the one person who can make his dream come true. The problem with that...Victor is his idol and it’s easy to fall in love with a man like that. Yuuri must fight his feelings as they work together. After all, he’s no longer alive, but dreams change and he finds that he doesn’t want to let go...instead he dreads moving on and leaving Victor behind. 

Both desperate to find a solution or risk letting each other go... they cling to every moment that they share together trying to seek life once more...and maybe what they seek isn’t so far out of their reach after all. I’ve got one more story that I’ve started to outline. I was thinking of applying to the Sci-fi zine, but decided I already had way too much on my plate to commit to a zine right now, but I’ve still got the story in the works. Space Pirates, aliens, and a whole lot of fluff and fun. I can’t wait to get started on this project too and I’m hoping to figure out a title for it soon. Anyway...that’s the best update I can give you for now. I’m not going to give an exact ETA because at this point, I just don’t know and also I’m horrible at my own deadlines. Thank you all for your support and patience while I work out the kinks of everything. I really want to get something out soon. I might be able to get something out this weekend, but no promises. Just keep an eye out for updates.

[sirenascelestiales]

go to pinterest and make yourself a moodboard that fits your vibe/aesthetic/whatever you want!

i was tagged by @joanna-lannister thank you so much for the tag ❤️

I went with a lot of my pins for my 2024 and 2023 mood/vision board. i've been trying to read more and in general be ok with my alone time along with occasionally saying yes to new experiences. I think this captures it well enough 😊🥰

@thearcaneuniversity @midnightrings @cyhaino @fandom-trash-goblin @martellspear and anyone else who wants to! (but as always 0 pressure to do this)

[philosophysicsuniverse-blog]

IGNORE THIS

 I am a pretentious idiot who tries to hide anxiety and depression with flowery words in an attempt to confuse myself into happiness.

I distract and jibe and I yell because I want to be seen and known, yet I am terrified of what that truly means.

I want to be remembeered, but only in the right way.

A writer, a singer, a son, a daughter, a father, a mother, a creator, a destroyer, I do not know what I am.

Is my greatest fear to be forgotten or to not have lived well?

I don’t know. I wonder if I will repeat these thoughts again. Perhaps I will. Perhaps I shall pound these musings over and over, longer at times, shorter at others, softer in staccatto, harder in legato, who knows who knows.

WIll I bemoan the same problem once more in a thousand and more ways?

I think so. Perhaps I might write a story. I pity the character that shall be ehicle to them.

I hope they can forgive my cruelty. I hope that they can teach me to be strong.

[yournair92]

Keeping everything deep within

Inside of me, unknown to anyone.

With a smile on my face,

Trying to match the world's pace

Feelings locked in a vault

In some deep corner of the heart

It was all good this way

I hoped this would stay

But why now,

As another day ends

Do I feel so scared

Where did I go wrong

I was once, so strong.