#so this is rlly just me indulging in my nostalgia

[celestialvexation-arch]

kinda of a random say, but i wanna take a minute to let y’all know why i love sh4 so much and hold it near and dear to my heart

i must have been around...13 or 14 when i first started to get rlly into games. i was playing every single one, even the horror ones when i’d only play for like, the first 15 mins of it lmao. i’d always pussy out cause i’m so easily startled by jumpscares and tension no matter how cliche or cheesy they are

in comes sh4....

idk what it was about this game, but it was one of the few horror games that i’ve finished by myself! i thoroughly enjoyed going thru the worlds, and it had me go online to look up several fanart that i still hold onto to this day. hell, playing thru this game had me so intrigued by the lore, and i just had to look up on what the series actually is and whatnot. it’s...just kinda personal to me cause this was also when i first started looking into writing and reaching out to others that held similar interests as me. not just that, but roleplaying as well -- i just indulged in whatever fiction i could look into at the time, including the nsfw ones that i rlly shouldn’t have alskdflask

ofc, it started kinda... y’know that typical writing style and crack writing that’s so early 2010s? yeah, i worked my way all the way from there and up to here where i’m just writing fics to my heart’s content

nowadays, i could barely gain the energy or motivation to actually get my ps2 and the game out of the box to play it, but...still, i always adore this fucking game. i just love the series in general -- even if recent announcements about it have been either blah or just downright cash grabby. i still hold onto the nostalgia of this series cause it reminded me of a time when things looked....bright, to me. just didn’t have a care in the world... haha

[song-fox]

Introducing: another self-indulgent AU that I made up completely on a whim because I was feeling nostalgic.

Long post ahead, I got suuper carried away and also I can't do the cut thing TwT

And now: Sanders Sides Ever After High AU (with some alterations to fit the characters and story more, obviously)

-Virgil, son of the Evil Queen from Snow White's story

-Roman, son of Snow White (honestly were these^ two even a question of who they would be lmao)

-Patton, son of Cinderella

-Logan, son of Belle

-Remus, son of the Mad Hatter (him and Roman aren't related in this AU)

-Janus, son of the Cheshire Cat

-Remy, son of Sleeping Beauty

-Emile, son of Cupid

(Btw, by 'son' I mean descendant. These guys are just descendants of the original characters and live out the og fairytale, idk why they're called the sons and daughters of the characters in the actual show)

Now, onto the story!

Ever After High is a school where all the kids of fairytale characters go and learn more about their respective fairytales, magic and whatnot. Separated into Royals and Rebels, those who want to follow their destinies and those who don't, these kids are just trying to navigate through high school and figure out their place in the fairytale world.

Virgil Queen is... somewhat of an outcast. Son of the Evil Queen, one of the most malicious villains in their history, and he doesn't exactly try to live down the title. He hexes anyone who bothers him a little too much, he snaps at people who judge him for 'being too mean' (he was just defending himself, grow up), and he's best friends with one of the weirdest kids in school. Oh, and he was the first ever Rebel at school. He was the one who (accidentally, mind you) started the whole split between Royals and Rebels when he refused to sign the Storybook of Legends and accept his destiny as a villain, encouraging others to do the same. Did it result in an hour-long lecture from the principal and an even longer scolding from his mother? Of course. Does he regret it? Not in the slightest.

Remus Hatter, son of the Mad Hatter. He's a little... let's say, strange? He keeps summoning things out of nowhere with little to no explanation. He keeps talking to 'narrators' (Thomas is a favourite of his). He can and will beat you black and blue if you so much as look at Virgil too unkindly. And he is obsessed with tea. His outcast status made him and Virgil fast friends, and they've stuck together ever since. Proud Rebel and lets everyone know it (he loves his dad and all and definitely lives up to his Mad Hatter title, but it's just not his thing, y'know?). Resident wildcard and probably the subject of at least 90% of sentences from his classmates that start with, "There was this one kid at school who..."

Janus Cheshire is a rather unusual case, to say the least. No one knows if he's a Royal or a Rebel. He seems pretty committed to confusing and pranking the heck out of other students... but he's also, like, super sweet? Especially to Patton Ella. One moment he's making sure you've taken care of yourself properly and handing out water bottles, next moment he's stealing your textbooks and leaving ominous notes about breaking your kneecaps. You'd be lucky if you've ever had a conversation longer than a few minutes with him, especially if he's visible while talking to you. Closest friends are probably Remus and Logan, reluctant frienemies with Virgil.

Now, onto the Royals.

Loyal Royal and proud as hell, Roman White, son of Snow White. Not too popular, but it would definitely be fair to say that he has a certain influence over the students. Perfect parentage, triple threat, girls absolutely smitten for him, what else could he need? His relationship with Virgil is certainly... strained, but they get along just enough to be begrudging roommates. Well, Roman was the one who persuaded the headmaster to put them together in the first place... but it's for Virgil's own good! Who knows what could happen if he didn't follow his destiny? There would be fights and arguments and holes in his story, and he'd never get his happily ever after! That's important, right?

(After a certain conversation with Remy Briar, Roman's not so sure anymore.)

-Patton Ella, son of Cinderella and a Royal. Well, sort of. He wants to follow his destiny and all, but it's kinda difficult to do that when you catch feelings for someone who is neither from your story nor a prince. A certain Cheshire has caught his eye for now, and he's just hoping he won't screw everything up. He's also got a job at a nearby shoe store, surprisingly enough. Patton doesn't really understand the Rebels, but he certainly tries his best to be nice to them, especially when Janus has been so nice to him all the time. But even so, being a Royal is messy and restrictive... but he can't be a Rebel, can he? That would be wrong! ...right?

-Loagn Beauty, son of Belle (Roman is insanely jealous of his surname). He's just about what you'd expect from the son of Belle: book-smart, adventurous, idealistic, and harbouring a crippling case of gifted kid burnout, which is a lot of fun. A bit of a floater around school- got a lot of friends (people admire him for his intellect and, as his name suggests, beauty), but is only really close with a few. Surprising a lot closer to Virgil, Janus and Remus than any other Royals. Roman doesn't think it's suspicious at all. Logan tries not to think about it. After all, Roman isn't worth his time; gods know how he got so many friends. He may be a Royal himself (sort of), but at least he can still see how obnoxious the prince truly is.

-Remy Briar, son of Sleeping Beauty (yes I changed the surname shut up). He's loud, full of sass and caffeine, and the absolute life of the party. Even Virgil finds himself enjoying one of his parties every now and again. He's spiteful and petty enough to make a Canadian goose weep tears of envy, always caught up in someone's drama, and, obviously, a Royal. Totally. Sort of. Well, technically... maybe. But... he doesn't want to sleep for a hundred years. He doesn't want to follow his destiny and lose all his friends to something as stupid as a nap. But what would people think of him if he didn't? He's been eyeing up the Storybook of Legends lately. Virgil's curious. Patton has been caught staring a few times. And Remy keeps disappearing from his own parties to go look for 'something'. As the Cheshires would say, "Curiouser and curiouser..."

-Emile Cupid, son of Cupid and last of the bunch. Neither a Royal nor a Rebel since he doesn't really have much of a story to follow. Instead he only wants to enjoy school and help out his fellow classmates, whether it's in the love department or not. And contrary to popular belief, he actually doesn't use heart-tipped arrows to make people fall in love, despite his bow and quiver that say otherwise. He just never really saw the point in using them; if it's meant to be, then let it happen on its own, right? And speaking of, he supports the Rebels and fully believes in following your heart, and hey, who is he to ignore his own when it gets a little nervous around a certain rose in the thorns (or should he say... briar)?

High school is hard enough when you've got drama on who's doing what and why, so imagine how it must be for these kids when there's magical storybooks and curses and destinies on the line, too.

But hey! They can navigate it, as long as they've got each other!

...right?

(Just might make a full story on this 👀 who knows 👀👀)

[ringneckedpheasant]

thank you @youandthemountains for tagging me in this even though i Also feel like "writer" is too generous of a description for me 😂. "five favorite fics" well. i have only posted 2 on ao3 even though I just counted 21 wips in my google docs but here they are! for one to handle | M/M | T | 3,345 | M!Lavellan/Solas

working title: gay solavellan isn't real it can't hurt me

This was the first fic I'd posted in over 4 years, having orphaned or deleted all of my work from 2015-2017(?). Letting people read my writing again was terrifying but I got so much positive feedback (especially from @queerspacepunk) that it helped me get my confidence back as a writer. I had a great time working with Ty on it as well and I rlly do owe them my life for their help with the dialogue and their ability to give critical feedback in a way that wasn't discouraging.

Kiernan and Solas are so very dear to me and it was so exciting to have a completed fic with them that I could share with others. Some good old fashioned h/c and mutual pining as the set up for a fic that's mostly centered on how people talk about and cope with mental health and trauma in Thedas. with april an ocean away | M/M | G | 1,828 | Adaar/The Iron Bull (/Dorian Pavus)

working title: ehsaan feeds his chickens

Writing about Ehsaan's specific struggles with mental illness has been harder for me than writing about Kiernan's because they're much different than mine, but I try to do a lot of research and the assistance I've gotten from people with OCD has been absolutely invaluable.

I rlly love this fic. It's much lighter in tone than for one to handle but thematically... at least kind of similar? I love Ehsaan, I love writing his pov because he is just. so tender hearted. and I love that when I write things with him, I'm able to indulge in a lot of nostalgia for the place I grew up. I am also learning that I just. love writing about people interacting with their pets. ain't you handsome when you're high | M/M | E | ≈6,500 | Adaar/The Iron Bull (/Dorian Pavus)

working title: Let's Talk About Mental Health Part 3

This isn't ready to be posted but it is mostly finished and I'm including it because I'm Excited about it. More h/c, more chicken feeding, and more animals with silly names, but this time there's smut at the end.

Someday I will actually publish a fic where Dorian is present but for now you will just have to settle with Mr The Iron Bull talking about him while he gives Ehsaan a handy ❤️ alright i'm tagging @queenaeducan @merrybandofmurderers @candidateofloyalty @madelinestarr @potatowitch @queerspacepunk @queerthedas mwah

[raspb3rries]

i feel very alone but not much in a negative way lke lonely . i am a bit lonely negative connotations but not overwhelmingly . kind of sometimes . i mean i feel like my life is my own very me oriented and it’s been like that for a while i feel so present in my own life whereas i think other people are not very self indulgent like i am . not a bad thing . like they focus on other ppl and talking to people constantly or posting for others and my life is very ME . not that like i overly care ab myself lol it’s just i don’t have a external person to consistently put energy into i think . i mean that all my friends r low maintenance i think or maybe i just am but no i don’t feel like i could talk to any of them like all day ? and not being in any gc and no social media in general makes me have less online interaction w others but idc mostly ab that . just like i live my OWN life and ye sometimes i talk to or see others but i’m mostly alone and i think also maybe it’s cause i don’t have an intense best friend or gc that i’m receiving texts from all day as in no one depends on me at all or expects me to be there for them . which i think is good maybe sometimes bc i know one day provided i am not alone , i could miss this alone time . lit not belonging to anyone. but i get sad sometimes bc i want to belong . lol forever problem . also keep thinking about schoo and old friends it’s not even them i think the actual people it’s the feeling and comfort of friends and rlly good times we shared and i don’t think i will ever ever ever get over it ever ever ever btw . so i will never shut up about it . even tho maybe my nostalgia is clouded bc it was defo bad and i felt like i didn’t belong most of the time in bigger groups and i hated it and i would never go back . idk . and now i have this stupid life w no structure and i need some structure but i’ll carry on but idk UGH

i also feel like no one actually cares but maybe it’s my very alone life that’s making me thing that . just because no one is constantly there i feel like they just aren’t . umm i feel very guarded i think maybe it’s my fault for not being open but i don’t rlly trust people at all like that like but maybe it’s cause of past friendships i just don’t rlly idk man wtf see that’s what happens when i stay up and have too much time to thing

o think i feel gaurded in the way that i keep everyone at arms distance which is why my life is very alone like i don’t let people in muxh . also think i have too much pride and i NEVER ask for help ik ik i cannot do that but it’s slightly cause of my mom and also Deep down i wan to know i did things by myself. is that bad lol lke i don’t want anyone to take credit for helping me in life LOL

um i think it’s defo past friendships lol this acc the bane of my existence

this was too much

[parkjmini]

history | pjm

➳ park jimin scenario 

you didn't come to see your friends, I know you came for me. I like your dress, but you fit better in my wrinkled tee. We moved on to newer things, but we got history

➳ word count: 2156

➳ genre: angst/fluff ig 

a/n: hey yall, ik ive been pretty MIA. im trying my best to find time to stay active. college rlly sux, but this is based off of the song, history by rich brian, it’s a really good ass song and it reminded me a lot of jimin. and i had this in my drafts ever since October so im glad i was able to finish it on my birthday and to release it as a birthday present for myself and everyone else that i finally released some content. 

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You were more than an ex-girlfriend to Jimin. You were his whole world for a brief moment of his life. If anyone were to value you anything less, he would not hesitant to defend you. You and Jimin dated in sophomore year of high school, almost being destined as high school sweethearts, almost. 

Long distance had become strenuous for the both of you, mainly you. Jimin didn’t stray far from your hometown, but you had traveled miles away. It wasn’t until your second year of college when things were becoming clear that you two were not working out. 

Phone calls slowly became a hassle. You never really came back home for the holidays, so Jimin saw you a lot less. It was simply two separate lives and no matter how much Jimin wanted to stay together, the relationship had been taking a toll on you. 

Jimin was definitely more emotionally stable than you were. He didn’t have to move far from home for college, so his support system was still close. His best friends, Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook went to the same college as him. He didn’t need you as much as you needed him, physically. 

You were thousands of miles away from your family and friends. You went to the college of your dreams, but you had to start over. So being in an old relationship in the next chapter of your life was hard. You were meeting new people every week your first quarter in school, but every happy face felt fake. There was no familiarity and the loneliness ate you up by the end of your second quarter.

Seeing Jimin through your screen only made you miss him more. Hearing his voicemails made you cry harder. You’d always think you’d adjust, eventually, but you never did. And admitting all that pain to Jimin was the hardest thing you had to do. 

The breakup was not bad, but it also was not the best. You knew you couldn’t stay friends with Jimin, because you were still madly in love with this man and so was he. To move on, you had to avoid any contact with him and that didn’t sit well with him. He was too stubborn to move on. He kept telling you that he’d wait for when you’d come back for him. 

Those were not the words you wanted to hear. Jimin respected your decision to break up, but it was his own to decide whether or not to move on. Frankly, you thought he’d give up on you the moment the second quarter started. It was college, and you were never the one to hold him back from having fun and going to parties. The boys went to parties practically every weekend, some were for the sake of meeting new people to hook up with.

As much as his friends did those things, Jimin remained incredibly loyal to you. No other girl could compare to his girlfriend and if someone were to make a move on him, he’d stop it immediately. He’d text you when he got back to his dorm after every party, drunk or sober (most of the times, he was drunk). He didn’t hesitate to brag about his wonderful girlfriend to his entire hall. Jimin was all about you, it had always been like that for him. 

So it was no surprise when he reacted the way he did during the breakup. Jimin swore that he’d come back for you one day. You meant everything to him and he knew you like the back of his hand; he knew you better than yourself. You two had a history that no one else had.

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Jimin was coming down for the long weekend with the boys for a close friend’s weekend long birthday extravaganza. It had been six months since you two last spoke, but the mention of your college caused his heart to shake. 

“I highly doubt we’d see her at the party. Namjoon told me that he has never bumped into (y/n).” Hoseok waved off Jimin’s nerves before Namjoon greeted the boys with open arms and a big grin.

“My favorites, I’m glad you were all able to make it down here for my big birthday bash.” He wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s broad shoulders and bumped at Jimin’s arm, “lighten up. You won’t see her here tonight.” 

“And what makes you so sure about that?” 

Namjoon shrugged nonchalantly, “you’ll be too drunk to register her face if she does show up.”

His statement earned several laughs from the boys, but Jimin could only roll his eyes. He really debated on simply going home and skipping this weekend trip because now, he was too close for comfort. He was on your territory and he wasn’t sure what to do if he saw you again. 

Six months was not enough time for Jimin to fully move on. He slept around with a few girls, but you were always in the back of his mind. Whenever he closed his eyes, your sweet smile would flash in the darkness. He would have reoccurring dreams about your shared memories. He’d hate to admit it, but he really missed you. 

But your words rang in his ears whenever he would selfishly indulged in your past, “I don’t want to see you for a very long time, Jimin. I just won’t be able to do it. I won’t be able to move on if we stayed friends.” He wanted to uphold your wishes because you still meant so much to him, it was the least he could do. 

Jimin entered Namjoon’s huge house, the scent of alcohol and weed filling his system and music traveling through his pulse. There were occasionally greetings from a few mutuals and smiles from pretty girls, but Jimin went through the house without much defeat.

Jungkook was lost in the crowd after passing by a group of girls. Namjoon was bombarded with hugs and birthday wishes. Jimin headed towards the standing bottles of alcohol, pouring himself a cup full of something dark. He sipped his drink, scanning the house as he leaned against the kitchen island. 

He finished his drink with impressive speed, not entirely aware of the rate he was consuming. The moment he turned around to pour himself another cup, a voice caused him to freeze. “Can you also pour me one?” 

He had thought the alcohol was tricking him into believing the voice belonged to you, but when he turned around... he knew it wasn’t the alcohol messing with him. “(y/n).”

You blinked back at his stunned figure, equally as shocked. He admired how good you looked. He had to stifle in a laugh at your revealing, black dress. It hung loose around your shoulders and wrapped around your middle --- the dress he bought you for your guys’ 2nd anniversary. 

He wasn’t sure what to believe at this point --- the fact that you’re actually standing in front of him after such an extensive time or the fact that you still wore the things he bought you. 

“What are you doing here?” Your voice was just above a whisper and your hand automatically went to twirl the necklace around your neck. It had a small pendant of the first letter of your name and your fingers instinctively went towards it whenever you got nervous. 

Jimin set down his drink, “I’m close friends with Namjoon.”

“No way. My friend has the same writing class as him.” You tried to act normal, like you didn’t bump into your ex-boyfriend at a party. He looked exactly like how you left him, maybe a bit more tired and gray. Oh how you missed his soft, plump lips or how strong his arms felt. 

As much as you wanted to forget about him, he always resurfaced in your mind at the strangest times. You could be studying and he’d pop up. You’d be clubbing with your friends and you’d think he was across the room. You still held onto him. 

“It was good seeing you again, (y/n).” Jimin said before he handed you a cup of your favorite mix. 

“Wait---” The words were flowing out of your mouth before you could catch them. “---Do you want to dance?” You couldn’t see him go anymore.

His eyes lit up and he smiled, something that always ran chills down your spine. “You want to dance with me?”

“Why not?” You smiled back and finished your cup before hitting the crowds of drunk, dancing people. You had gotten really close to Jimin, to the point where your chest was against his. 

You could tell he was holding back, like he was trying so hard to respect your space still. But you blinked back up at his sad eyes, and noticed they were filled with love and wonder. And almost every memory you two shared came crushing down, wrapping you in nostalgia. 

Grabbing his hands, you let them rest on your waist and his eyes widen at your bold action. Maybe it was the alcohol doing all the work, but you really wish he’d stop holding back. You always remembered Jimin to have huge restraint and patient. He was strong willed --- stubborn --- and was reserved. But once his boundaries were gone, he was something amazing. 

“Why are you holding back, Jimin?” You asked before you could process the question. An evident pout appeared on your face and his hands dropped from your body.

“I can’t, (Y/N). I refuse to give you all of me just for you to hurt me again.” He whispered and walked off the dance floor. That was one of the biggest blows you’ve ever felt. You hurried on after him, trying to find a needle in a hay stack. 

It was difficult, everyone blended with one another and you weren’t fully sober to play Where’s Jimin. You spotted a frantic Jungkook being mauled by girls left and right, so you hurried toward the crowd. You grabbed Jungkook by his collar and dragged him out of the sea of desperate girls. 

You two stood outside of the house and Jungkook took several deep breaths before thanking you for saving him, “now, what do you want?” 

“Where did Jimin go?” 

“Why do you care where he went?” He said leaning against the stature of the overflowing building. The stern look on his face caused much intimidation and it was as if he had forgotten all the great memories you two had shared as friends. 

Sighing, you racked your brain for any reasonable explanation besides that you want to see him. It was selfish of you to not consider how Jimin still felt about you, but you had been restraining yourself from viewing his social medias and even thinking about him at night. It was as if something went off when you did see him, you simply wanted more. 

“Because I want to apologize to him for what had just happened. Please.” You were on the verge of tears and Jungkook rolled his eyes. 

“Follow me.” He grumbled and started walking up the stairs to the second floor. He walked past several doors in the hallway before reaching the end. He knocked a specific pattern and the door cracked open slightly. Jungkook gestured for you to enter and whispered, “don’t hurt him anymore. That is all I ask of you.” Jungkook walked away as you entered the big room. 

Jimin sat on the edge of the neatly made bed, back facing you. “Whatever it is, Kook, I don’t want to hear it right now.” His voice was hoarse and raspy.

“Jimin, I’m sorry for pushing you out there like that.” 

His body turned stiff, like a thief caught in a crime. He cleared his throat, “it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not fine. I was never considerate to how you felt, and I want to change that.” The bed shifted with you weight pulling the mattress. Jimin’s warmth surround your left side and it hurt for you to remember how safe you felt in it. 

He was hesitant to reach for your hand, but you grabbed his to reassure him. “I’m still so in love with you.” He admitted. His thumb ran across your knuckles. “Every time I see you, I feel nostalgic. There is no one in the whole world that knows me like you do and that means something. You will always mean something to me.”

And you blinked at him with words unspoken. Your heart was shaking in the palms of his hands. A part inside of you felt okay with that, like if were to let anyone ruin your life, it would be him. 

Jimin picked up your chin. Looking into his glossy, red eyes, he read every bit of you and searched for the one sign he needed. Then he saw it, the familiar small twinkle in your eyes, and he knew exactly how you felt. 

[chaoz-chaoz]

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[lilshansies]

ya and new adult fantasy books i’ve read

frequent updates to this post bc i read like 16 books a day. mental illness <3

i’m also not a book reviewer or like professional anything. i’m just a reader who has opinions and needs to share them before i combust

disclaimer: i don’t care if you love or hate these books. opinions are sexy.

# acmof series — this shit is so nostalgic to me bc it was my first new adult fantasy series. but then i read it again and was like...there’s so many better books LMAO but no i like the series for fun indulgent reading & bc cassian and azriel are hot as fuck. tbh it’s rlly funny when people are like omg my feminist king rhysand bc sometimes i do feel like he overdid it but i’m not rlly gonna complain about respectful men. i do know that sarah lacks diversity in her books so once again this is like my light hearted self indulgent read that i refuse to defend.

# the cruel prince trilogy — i liked this. i like the fact that it’s not ALL romance and there’s some plot where it keeps you craving their interactions more. cardan is a sexy sexy man okay. i like jude’s character she’s not incredibly annoying and i do understand her inner struggle (not the part where my parents are killed and i live with the dude that killed them). also spoiler warning: i think about the moment jude finds her name written over and over again in his handwriting. i was SHIVERING. spoiler over. but yes romance is good and there was some interesting plot. def a good intro to fantasy series i think.

# red queen series — okay i’m really gonna expose myself here. i love the romance and even skimmed the last book just to read their interactions. HELP I HATE MYSELF but i never finished the series even though it’s one of my nostalgic reads. ngl i don’t remember much about this series but i love victoria aveyard and i’m working through realmbreaker

# six of crows duology — i’m pretty sure everyone who’s read this book is in love with it and talks about it everyday. because that’s me. this book is my favorite of ALL TIME i recommend it to everyone who wants to read bc it’s just the gateway drug. amazing plot, diversity, characters, like leigh bardugo is so fucking talented. i’m gonna stop myself before i ramble

# from blood and ash — i read this pretty recently. like a few days ago. i’m on the third book and honestly i have a few complaints. i feel like it’s a little longer than necessary and there’s A LOT of info dumps.

# percy jackson — god the nostalgia when i read this in like fifth grade. this was the culture reset nobody does it like rick riordan. honestly i need to reread his books but i’ve loved them forever <3

# the song of achilles — dude. i made a fucking playlist for these two. it was so beautifully written i cried (i also filmed me reading the last page LMAO) but this book is beautiful. i haven’t read a book like this before but i rlly want to!