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I found my old fanfiction folder. I think I had brain damage from cringe, but I also really love it because it reminds me how much I’ve grown as a writer.
Absolutely
post like no one is watching follow like youve never been hurt add tags like no one is listening and reblog like its heaven on earth
Average Zelda soundtrack: Emotional, a classic, bittersweet
Hyrule warriors: literal death metal
let’s write a haiku and see if the haiku bot reveals its presence
YOURE READING PAINTED DEVILS TOO???? AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH IM SO EXCITED I CAN NEVER FIND PEOPLE WHOVE READ THE LITTLE THIEVES BOOKS
Kaz at the beginning of six of crows:
Still looking for rp buddies!!
I find it’s been a challenge to find a few people that would like to work on something with me.
It’s fantastic doing small rps here and there but I’d love to start a storyline with someone and see where it goes.
Not saying that I dont love the couple people I’ve started with cause I do but I’d love to find others as well.
What I can offer?
- I’m articulate.
- I parapost like a mad woman. Ha. Long posts are my faves.
- I am well into my 30s and can safely do smut and NSFW stuff.
- 10 years experience with RP.
- college educated.
And many other reasons. Drop me a message if you have an idea. I’d love to hear it. I can do World of Warcraft, TMNT and other stuff.
#tmnt #sfw #nsfw #rpfriends #rp #leo #mikey #donnie #raph #wow #worldofwarcraft #bloodelves #dididoenoughtags
first digital drawing after a few months, didn't hate it, so here it is:D
My dreams 🎧🎀
I need the confidence to post my art more often TvT I'm a believer of anyday being mermay if you simply don't care enough :D
Thanks for the tag Kiitsu!
I Honestly had a hard time finding the songs cause I would get distracted halfway, thinking of Korean or Japanese songs to add.
L-> Lost my mind-Alice Kristiansen
U-> Utopia -Within Temptation
C-> Criminal- Britney spears
I-> Into you - Ariana Grande
F-> Fairytale- Alexander Rybak
E-> Egotistic - Mamamoo
R-> Reasons To Stay - Kate Vogel
5-> 5 Seconds Of Summer- Young Blood
L-> Love story - Indila
U-> Unconditionally- Katy Perry
C-> Can I be him?- James Arthur
Y-> Yume To Hazakura- wotamin (cover)
{or} Young and Beautiful- Lana Del Rey
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Tagging some new people. Participate if you want, have fun!!
Tagging: @missue-miss-blue @obeythebutler @kimistorm @queenmeansworld @lisas-yadom @the-mostdiabolik-of-lovers @yanderepuck @honey-milk-depresso @hanafubukki
Rules: spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your url!
I was tagged by @overthetopskramz
Black bear - Black Bear Untitled #6 - Girlfriends Cop graveyard - Teen Su*cide Kids in the kitchen - Me Like Bees Enjoy your worries, you may never have them again - The Books The casualty - Cursive Spitting venom - Modest Mouse Emptiness is a closet full of your old clothes - Wishing Everything must go - Nero’s Day At Disneyland Sleeping in - The Postal Service All dogs to go heaven - Frog Wearing my d*ad dog’s skin - Pill Friends
(I tried to keep all earsplitting songs away)
This hurt me on another level, hell
As for the 12 people, I’ll just @ people who’ve recently interacted with anything I’ve reblogged etc, have fun !! :) @kurocinna @i-love-my-exhoes @roxavvi @phantomimey @ask-bae-pyoun @sras-is-doing-something @voix7 @frosty–giants @weirdosandcoins @midnight-corvid @officialjeffbronzeblum @vacaocomtil
Klance/Laith Soulmates
He couldn’t do this right now he just couldn’t. He heard Lance calling him back. He didn’t look back he wasn’t ready yet he’d told Blue -no Lance- that. He continued to walk away he didn’t know to where he just needed to leave. The tingling sensation on his wrist just wouldn’t disappear he knew Lance was writing to him trying to understand, talk it out still be friends but more, soulmates were meant to be romantic, -though rarely they would be platonic- he knew Lance would want more eventually, but he can’t well not yet.
He looked at where his walking had brought him The Blade of Marmora, the Martial art school run by the Marmora family, his family. He took out his key and opened the door he closed it without looking back by reflex. He unlatched the door labeled staff room, the soft scent of lavender mixed with lemon that most people thought it odd or weird smell on the other hand he adored it.
He walked past his Ojichan’s -or Kolivan as him and Acxa had started to calling him by his first name- desk a picture of himself with Acxa next to him their one of their mother’s hand on each of their shoulders his uncles Thace and Ulaz standing next to mom and Regris in between them Kolivan and Hal-aneoji -Antok- had arms around each other shoulders. All of them smiling a rare sight.
He sat down and finally looked down at his arm the words made him frown slightly ‘why did you leave?’ Lance’s writing was messy and Keith could feel the pain and hurt radiating off of it. ‘I told you I wasn’t ready yet’ he new Lance would almost immediately write back ‘but why?’
Why? A simple question with a very complicated answer. Keith was scared that’s why, he didn’t want Lance to leave mom had left and chosen to take Acxa with her -Keith knew that was what his dad told him a it was a lie but, still- then dad left for a bar and only came back when the someone lit the house on fire came in when everyone told him not to and threw Keith out. Then the foster parents left, or just weren’t there for him, and then the Shiroganes came Mrs. Shirogane died Shiro and him got separated in the system -they meet back up a few years back when Keith moved into town-. And then Keith found out the entire time he was in the system Kolivan and Antok were trying to get custody for him. Unable to because they weren’t citizens of The United States Of America.
During the time when he lived with the Shiroganes he found out and was so confused as to why? -why did it take so long to find out? why couldn’t they just have picked him up or something? Why not mom where was her and Acxa in all of this?- After Mrs. Shiroganes death, the Marmora family got custody, he moved to Korea and they became his family. They moved to Texas started a martial art school, Ulaz got a job as a doctor, Antok and Kolivan as security guards, Thace as a cafe worker, along with Regris who meet his soulmate Ilun.
Through it all there was a constant his soulmate nicknamed ‘Blue’ or ‘Sharpshooter’ who he always told everything, the one person he new he could trust, the eye of the hurricane, the silence in the screams.
He thought Lance knew that so when he came and he figured it out Keith ran, he left his soulmate the person who has always there for him person he would talk to when he felt insignificant, he left like everyone did to him.
Now he sat there Lance waiting for an answer so enthusiastic about meeting his one true love, his other half and he just straight up left.
‘Cause I was scared. Scared you would leave, and then I left you, I’m sorry.’ He didn’t say sorry often the red ink was there for a moment before he realized what lance would ask or think about doing. He knew Lance was probably just gonna ask to meet up. Keith heard the door open. Immediately recognizing the voices Lance’s and Acxa’s. Of course his twin sister betrayed him. He walked out of the staff room.
“Hi Sharpshooter.”
Acxa just smirked and walked out.
“Hi Samurai, do you wanna talk? Or something?”
“Sure”.
Got all Japanese and Korean words from google translate so please correct me if wrong.
Hal-Abeoji is Korean for Grandpa
Ojichan is Japanese for Grandfather
Edit: I actually forgot to add a title I was laughing after I added one.
Illian the Blue Queen
Daphne: Illian became the mist
Me: how does a person become most like, she was making a storm not mist like you get mist when a cloud hits the ground so..... What?
Brain: It’s magic you ducking idiot.
So, since I joined the lmk fandom, I have been obsessed with Macaque's character. He definitely fits the theme of characters my brain goes gaga for.
And, I started reading this fix called Sunbreak on AO3 that has dominated my thoughts. And, one of the things I loved most from there was the whole, Macaque was born from wind thing.
It just makes so much sense to me.
When I couple that with this post:
...And I remember the fact that in ATLA, who has grey eyes?
The airbenders.
And his power, shadows, would be helped a lot by wind magic, really. They both require an ease of flow or something. The way macaque can melt into shade is how I imagine him letting the wind carry him around.
And, Macaque in the air was a pretty picture in s3.
Plus, the six ears also add to that. Look at the shape: smooth, curved, aerodynamic. With a flexibility that allows them to manoeuvre easily. Imagine he was born with them for the purpose of better connecting with the wind.
Like, to hear the smallest of wisps, the most gentle of breezes.
To carry those currents straight into his body to fuel his powers.
Imagine he was born from a storm, the wind harbouring such power as to tear the earth apart, only to produce a being who could do that in its stead. Striking his opponents as lightning strikes the ground. Never in the same place twice. Adapting. Full of mischief like a wind sprite.
And, it also fits the 'Macaque had white fur' theory. White is a colour that we'd expect more from a wind demon.
And, wind is an element related to the moon.
It also makes sense that Macaque and Princess Iron Fan would be close.
It even makes more sense when you relate it to how he behaves. See how he fights: retreating, coming back, taunting, whispering, like a breeze that sweeps through a room to uppend every item on every surface.
Compared to Wukong's indomitable force and strength that supports his birth from stone, Macaque being born from Wind makes SENSE.
...I put this fic and this post together and my brain exploded.
WHY is it that people can't seem to understand that nether of my personalities are fake? I can be sweet, easily startled, and socially friendly, BUT I can also be rough, unafraid, and a lone wolf.
Both are true and both are me so suck it up if you think I'm fake
Did anyone else have a problem with eating things that weren't even remotely edible?
when I was younger I consumed string,the handles on my scissors,bottle caps, plastic ,the wall paint, and finally almost an entire t-shirt
Inspired by "It's Over, Isn't It" by Rebecca Sugar ft DeeDee Magno Hall
I don't have much to say other than I like Steven Universe and gemstones and I have a lot of friends from India.
The End
No these beginnings will never have anything to do with the story. Except for this one i guess
Did you know that The Lady Bone Demon never actually lies? Well, that was a fun idea to play with for the third installment of the “Everything is exactly the same but The Lady Bone Demon destroys everyone with facts and logic”!
As Xiaotian scanned his surroundings, he also made time to wipe his forehead free of sweat.
The Spider Queen’s lair was unsurprisingly hot, as it was kind of a sewer. All he needed to do was find Pigsy his precious sign and get out of there.
The thought was all so simple- until an eerie, cold breeze brushed by his ear.
His head immediately perked up, a shiver grazing the hair on his arms and neck, searching for the source.
Lo and behold- walking by him with the grace of an ancient empress and the footsteps of a shadow was a young girl- dressed in traditional clothing, and ignoring him in full.
It took a moment for him to understand what had just happened, and as soon as he did, the time he took wiping off his sweat became useless as he stumbled after her.
“H-Hey!” He called, tripping over himself and his words as he attempted to keep up with the dark-haired girl. “Wait up!”
For a person with such short legs, she walked incredibly fast.
She cleanly ignored his request, as if she didn’t hear him at all. Instead, she continued on her merry way. She certainly seemed to be fine, but Xiaotian still didn’t feel right about leaving a kid unattended in a sewer that housed murderous spider demons.
“Kid!” He yelled after her, only to be ignored again. He scrambled to catch up to her, but only managed to do so when she suddenly stopped.
He awkwardly ran up after her, resting his hands on his knees as he painted heavily from the exhausting run. If not for the bizarre chill that seemed to follow the girl, he would have passed out from the heat by now.
“How…” he heaved, “Are you so…. FAST!?”
Again, she said nothing, stepping forward a few steps to gaze ahead of her.
He looked up, following her gaze. A gasp escaped his throat, but even he wasn’t sure what it was out of- horror? Or something as simple as surprise?
In front of him was a large golden chain tree, but carved or otherwise into the wood was a very real, very humanoid skeleton, with a ringlet hanging loosely on the skull that looked dangerously similar to the Monkey King’s cursed crown.
There were bright red Spider Lilies creeping out of the eye sockets, as if imitating blood red eyes.
He stumbled back at the sight of the enormous tree, which certainly had not been there the last several times he’d been to Spider Queen’s lair.
“W-what is this?” He asked no one in particular as he caught himself to keep from falling out of shock, the very sight of the tree haunting him.
He didn’t necessarily expect a response from the girl- only to find that for the first time, he received one.
“This is the end,” she said, tilting her head full of dark hair upwards, as if to admire the tree, before repeating the action, this time to the side. “And the beginning.”
She turned back to him, innocent dark eyes that didn’t at all fit her hardened expression observing him with intrigue. “Did he not tell you that?”
A shiver ran up his spine, making the hair on his neck stand on end at not just her words, but merely the sound of her voice.
“H-He…?” He managed to choke out. “Who… who’s he…?”
A smirk that befit a demoness of some kind graced the young girl’s delicate features. She turned back to look at the tree. “Why, him, of course.”
Xiaotian’s heart trembled in his body.
The first person that came to mind when he saw the insidious tree called both the end and the beginning was for certain his currently M.I.A master and teacher- but what could this child (or this tree, for that matter) possibly have to do with the Monkey King?
“So you really know nothing?” She hummed, tracing the trunk of the tree. “How unfortunate.”
Xiaotian took a cautious step back, holding his staff in front of him defensively as she turned around fully to face him, a placid, cool as ice smile on her face.
If Xiaotian didn’t know any better, he’d say that her eyes were aglow with an eerie blue.
“What…” he trailed off, before focusing on the girl intensively. Just like Monkey King taught you, he thinks. “What do you mean, the end?”
She expression changes only a little, with her eyes narrowing as she chuckles a little.
“Do you seek to ensure I cause no harm to any people, young Prince?” She said with a slight hum. “But can you save people from themselves?”
“What are you talking about it?” He knots his eyes together, before dropping low into a defensive position. “Who are you?”
“If you want to know,” Her eyes are aglow with a dangerous glint as she turns to her side, hands folded behind her back. “Come and find me.”
With her final dare, she turns away once more, walking straight through the tree. It dissipates as she walks through, revealing it to be an illusion- but once the tree is nothing but blue, glowing ashes lingering in the air, she is nowhere to be found.
The empty torches that had seemingly been untouched for years suddenly alit, blue fire illuminating a path in the darkness.
Whispers followed him as he silently creeped forward, following the blue torchlight into the totally-not-creepy-at-all tunnel.
“Dark clouds crowding heaven,” he heard, “Consume all that dares glow,” another voice trailed along the wall. “Bleed into the sky,”
“And let your shadow grow.”
It got to the point where he resorted to holding the staff in the crook of his arm as he covered his ears, not wanting to hear another word.
Finally, he was back into what he’d begun calling the “common room” of Spider Queen’s lair. He gasped momentarily, searching the room for any sign of the spider demons, but they were nowhere to be found.
Instead, there was only the same strange girl, staring up at a large… diagram, of sorts. It depicted a large mech the likes of which he’d never seen. He pointed his staff at her back.
“Well?” She asked, as if already having had sensed his presence. “Is the would-be hero going to attack me or not? I await your attempt.”
Pushing off on his right foot with an empowering yell, he heeded her request, brandishing his staff.
Before he could get any closer to hitting her, she vanished from view, teleporting it seemed, out of his way. Instead, his staff was dangerously close to hitting some sort of mirror instead.
His reflection in the mirror flipped through many different perspectives, but all told him the same thing, and all looked utterly terrified.
“Stop- don’t- RUN- What are you doing!?” They all seemed to be pulling out their hair, and Xiaotian quickly stumbled back, backing away from the mirror- or rather…?
“Hold on,” he whispered. “This is the trigram furnace! What is this doing here?”
To be fair, he did kind of forget about it in the whole spider demon… ordeal. He forced himself to focus. This was no time to fool around. “Trust you instincts,” he muttered to himself, blinking on his gold vision.
He turned to face the girl.
And what he saw was anything but.
I wrote a short story from the perspective of a doll.
Toy story is a horror movie now
I need help.
I don’t know where I am, or how I got here, but I can’t stay. One minute, I’m safe. I’m asleep, I’m in my box and the next I’m being dragged around like that loser Raggedy Ann from next door, up and down the walls by this… thing.
It looks like me, but not like me. It’s huge, first of all, it wears it’s hair in two dopey pigtails. It acts like it’s a human, but only a rabid beast would treat me the way it does.
The pretty figure doll it stole from its friend is still under the bed. She talks to me sometimes.
“Your girl is a nightmare,” she says. “How do you handle it?”
I wish I knew how to answer her question. The twin-tailed beast cut my hair, and often draws on my face. The other day she popped off my hands.
The figure doll remains forgotten by the beast. She keeps me company at night.
“My girl’s name was Bai He,” she explained. “I was custom made for her by her mother.”
I would ask if her beast treated her kindly. She chuckled, and gently asked me not to call her “girl” a beast. I suppose that nickname will be reserved for my beast.
The beast’s friend came back. It always wears a pink fishing hat. It seemed angry at the beast. I can’t understand their mindless babble, but it tore the room apart until it found the figure doll.
They wrestled over her, pulling her back and forth like she was a rope until she snapped, right in two.
The beast’s friend never came back.
The beast and I were both lonely after that.
Bai He came to mind first for some reason, didn’t have time to switch, I wrote this in ten minutes, so uh… do whatever you want with that
Silent Scream
I had to repost this because of some issues that I caused, so if you wouldn't mind showing it the same amount of love 😅
includes: Bakugo, Aizawa, Class 1-A, All Might warnings: big boy sad times for everyone length: roughly 512 words- listen it’s currently 4am, don’t come from my throat other: Not the basic title, uhm, chile anyways so- That was the night when he finally understood why people fear silence. Bakugo was a shaking, trembling mess of tears and sweat as he sat curled up in the corner of his dorm room. He couldn’t hear the heavy sobs that racked his body as his fingers gripped his hair tightly, threatening to pull it out. Mr. Aizawa sat in the common room on the first floor, accompanied by All Might and the other students. The air felt heavy and tense like the slightest movement would cause the entire building to collapse. “Was he hit with a quirk, Sensei?” The question came from Kirishima, tone worried and innocent. Aizawa almost didn’t have the heart to tell them any part of the truth. Midoriya was silent, quieter than the rest of the students as he clung to his journal like a lifeline. He knew. He knew this would eventually happen. As All Might failed to stop himself from tearing up, Aizawa explained. “Bakugo wasn’t hit by a quirk from someone else. We think he’s gone deaf,” The teacher cut himself off to calm himself down before his eyes watered as well. “We think Bakugo’s explosions were damaging his eardrums every time he used them. Unlike Present Mic, Bakugo’s body doesn’t protect him from his quirk.” Aizawa took a shaky breath, speaking more to himself now as the class let that sink in, “No wonder he was always yelling.” Denki blinked, mouth going dry before he opened it to speak, and yet he never got the chance. A heart twisting scream tore down the stairs and through the hallways, stabbing through each soul the noise reached. Kirishima sobbed, screwing his eyes shut as the sound of pure agony continued to twist into the air, mixed with crying hiccups before it stopped. Sero averted his eyes from everyone while Mina placed her hand on Kiri’s back, her body quivering like a leaf in the wind. Midoriya’s hands nearly tore his notebook in half before Todoroki stopped him by setting a gentle hand on his. Their teacher flinched, and All Might harshly casting his gaze to the floor. “I’ll check on him,” The retired pro hero said softly, only looking at Aizawa when the man had placed a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t,” He breathed, knowing his student better than anyone. “He’ll think he failed you. Let me go, stay here and comfort the students,” Aizawa whispered to All Might. The former hero could tell that his friend was struggling to hold himself together as well. Bakugo knew he was screaming, he could feel the vibrations in his throat. So why couldn’t he hear anything?! He started panicking in the darkness of his dorm room. They’d kick him from the hero course for sure. Who needs a deaf hero? The sudden, gentle hand on his knees startled the poor boy so bad that he almost blew up his teacher on reflex. Aizawa was sitting on the floor with him, an easy look on his face. Bakugo wasn’t the best at reading lips, but he understood what Aizawa mouthed to him. It will be okay. Just breathe.