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Nezuko Kamado ☆ Kimetsu No Yaiba
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non-fox: you bet on your coach's sex life?
matt: we bet on everyone's sex life
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the boyfriend energy from these is incredible
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Threads Magazine - July 2001 - pin cushion mannequin
Saved from an old copy of Threads Magazine.
Might be useful for making mannequin props or as a cute pin cushion. Tag me if you make one!
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RITA KANISKA in Ohsama Sentai King-Ohger ep34. Shugo Mask Strikes Back
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The Forbidden Marriage (2022) | Lee Heon & So Rang
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It doesn’t hit him that you’ve broken up until he’s craving spicy ramen from that one place you found together.
His stomach rumbles at the thought of the mouthwatering noodles, and he pulls out his phone to place his order. Yet, his fingers pause when his phone lights up.
Eyebrows scrunched, he doesn’t recognize the photo he set for his wallpaper, because it’s different from the usual photo of you he’s had set for his wallpaper years prior. Now, it’s a blurry photo of him with his guy friends at a time he went out.
“What the fuck?” He mumbles, not remembering why he changed it to that.
Than his phone dings, his eyes taking in the incoming text message, ‘I’m get my stuff tomorrow.’
Than it hits him like a punch, oh yeah that’s why.
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There are times when I wanna be hopeless,
lose all hopes and just be hopeless
but I can’t do that because I am
made of hope, I can’t just stop hoping
even in the worst situations I still hope
for the best, even when you left me I still hoped
you would come back but you didn’t
but I still hoped and I still do
hope is the only thing that gets me going
hope makes me feel like one day I
will be fine, everything will be fine
the way hope calms my anxiety
is the reason I can’t be hopeless
~ dishaa
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"aftg is badly written"
me:
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pairing: Renjun x gn! reader
genre: hurt and comfort
warnings: injuries, blood, written with sh in mind
note: I didn’t know how to end it but I hope you enjoy 😭
The injury on his arm stings, he doesn’t even know what he’s supposed to be doing but the pain feels deserved. Not too much as in he loves it, and sure hell he doesn’t hate it. It feels deserved.
“Oh gosh, Renjun.” He started to tear up. Biting his lips and body going completely numb. You walk quickly up to him. His head spins. Renjun shivers, uncomfortable and twitchy. Your arm wrap around his body, warming up his cold shivering body.
“I’m here, ‘m promise.” He tugged heavily on your shirt, embracing you in to a big warm hug, crying in to the crook of your neck. You hold his waist with one hand and pat his hair with the other. Renjun stops shivering and moving around, he’s calming down.
You peeked at the injury, his leg shaking and tense in pain. It felt like burns, needles piercing through his body.
“I’m sorry for lying-“
“Don’t be.” “You aren’t.” That was a blunt lie, Renjun didn’t want you to worry, he always lied. You wrapped your blanket around him, warming him up even more.
“I feel so dirty.” He started lashing on his skin, lightly and hiddenly scratching his waist where you couldn’t really see, you could tell he’s hiding it from you by his small movements and using his sleeves to cover up his actions. You grabbed both of his hands by the wrist and held both of them together.
“Let me go.” He said desperately. Of course, you knew. Renjun got annoyed of you knowing him so well.
“I can’t trust you with yourself right now.”
“Please.” Renjun started crying again.
Your heart tightened, you lend a few kisses on his cheek and forehead. You trusted Renjun with your whole heart, but just a slip away and he might just be gone. You loved Renjun too much to let that happen.
“Why do you care?”
“You know the answer to that.” As much as he loved you too, he couldn’t see a better future because he didn’t have one. Renjun knew dying better than he knew himself. Despite making him feel better, Renjun didn’t want you to waste all your time on such a person like him. You didn’t deserve a person like him, he wasn’t ever enough for you, he wasn’t worth it at all-
“You aren’t an object Renjun.” Fuck, here goes you knowing him too well again, it’s like you can read his mind or something.
“I-“
“Don’t ever think you’re not enough.” Goosebumps, it’s the “discipline” voice.
“Alright?” You pampered his face with small kisses, from his forehead to his jawline. You let his hands go, swung them over your shoulders and leaned in.
Renjun kissed you, deeply. Tears still streaming down his cheeks. Although his problems never went away but as long as you were there, he didn’t need to think about his self-worth.
His body filled with bliss, the moment you kissed back.
It was enough, he felt enough.
#kpop#kpopidol#nct#nct dream#gn reader#male reader#female reader#nct x reader#renjun x reader#renjun imagines#renjun#renjun nct#clearing drafts#omfg it’s been so long since ive seen this fic ;-;
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An eternity of promises were blown away, like dandelions seeds floating on a zephyr, carrying the wishes, hopes and dreams to a neverland where they could never grow. Sorries are asinine. They are weightless. Meaningful but meaningless. Your innocent stature conceals a supernova at your core for when you invite someone inside they are blinded by your light, forever touched by your effervescence. Though from you there may be contempt, indifference and detachment to what was, you can be certain that from oceans away that bright star with the almost amber hue, full of luminance in the night sky will forever twinkle like no other.
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All Of My Days
Tsukishima Kei has been your archnemesis for 4 years, 7 months, and counting, so to say the least you're very confused by the current situation.
All you know is that you feel carpet against your back and aforementioned arch-nemesis hovering inches above you. The distance (or lack thereof) isn't exactly stimulating your cognitive functions.
Vaguely you're aware of some kind of commotion from above, but all you can see right now are Tsukishima's wide, golden irises. They're — you'd never noticed — beautiful... and glinting, so something brutal is about to come out of their partner in crime, Tsukishima's mouth.
"What the hell are you staring at, you brainless fucking worm," it hisses, "move!"
That's the Tsukishima you know, alright. You somehow manage to flip yourself over — a difficult task — and using your arms to propel yourself forward, inch out of the confined space. The minute you scramble up, the world rushes around you frantically.
There's suddenly a crowd around you, poking, prodding, checking if you're okay, there's a boy coming up to you, apologizing so profusely, there's a — crash.
A resonant silence follows. You look down. Tsukishima Kei, pale and sweating profusely, is on the ground, pinned under a tall heavy duty ladder.
Around you, suddenly again, people start moving again — maneuvering the ladder, pulling your body away, lifting his body onto a waiting stretcher. Stretcher? Ladder? You're so confused, you don't even know what questions to ask, and the room empties before you find someone to explain.
You should follow them. But before that, you bend and scoop up your enemy's glasses.
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You have been Tsukishima Kei's archnemesis for 4 years, 7 months, and counting, so to say the least he's very confused by his current situation.
He was in the library, stealing hateful glances at you while you perused the fiction section. Somehow Tsukishima just knew you were going to find the book he'd stashed away for later, since his card had already checked out the maximum number of books.
He was so engrossed in his irritation that it was almost too late when he suddenly noticed the ladder a few meters away from you wobbling, the man perched on top quickly scrambling as it started to fall. You, of course, were oblivious. What an idiot you were, unaware of the world around you when your nose was stuck in a book.
What an idiot he was, unaware of what he was doing as he sprinted towards you, tackling you to the ground.
And now but he's trapped in this white room, filled with the smell of antiseptic, which he hates. Bandages are wrapped around his arms, pasted on his chest, his back. And everywhere hurts.
The world is blurry when he opens his eyes.
"Hey."
A voice he is all too familiar with rings out from his right. You've located Tsukishima's blind spot; he can't turn to see you. How appropriate of you. He sighs.
"I know, I know," the voice gets closer, and slowly you appear in his field of vision. "It's me. I — just — here, your glasses."
You hold them out to him. He looks away from you. "I can't move my arms."
"Okay." Instead of setting the glasses down on the table, you come up to Tsukishima and gently slide the glasses onto his face. He sees now, in high definition, that you are way too close. "Is that okay?"
"Yeah ...thanks."
"Yeah. No, actually, thank you. For, you know, saving my life."
"No problem."
Being civil is a weird ground that neither you nor him have taken the time to explore, and it's uncomfortable. You can tell he wants you out of this room just as badly as you want to get out, but there's a question burning a hole in your throat.
"Can I ask..."
"What?"
"Why? Why save my life?"
"How funny, I'm asking myself the same question right now." At your eye roll, he adds, "this is a one-time thing. Don't get used to it."
"I really am grateful," you say.
"Okay."
The door opens and Akiteru walks in. You excuse yourself with a bow for his older brother. "I'll be back."
"No," Tsukishima groans.
Yes, a traitorous voice is singing.
#clearing drafts#lolz#haikyuu#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x y/n#haikyuu x you#tsukishima x y/n#tsukishima x you#tsukishima x reader#tsukishima kei
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I love Nesta idc idc
I love her difficult personality. She was interesting.
I understand that a lot of people hate her, but I've liked her from Book 1. From the moment all 3 sisters were going into the market and Nesta stepped in to shoo away the Children of the Blessed, and pulled Feyre aside to warn her to stay away from mercenaries, and especially when it was revealed that Nesta was so strong willed that Tamlin's glamor didn't work on her and that she went to those same mercenaries and tried to cross the wall to save Feyre. I knew instantly that I liked her.
So when Cassian was in her house in Book 2 talking about the past issues between Feyre and Nesta I was???? Confused??? Because didn't Feyre and Nesta move past that in Book 1???? Why is he bringing it up??? I thought we were over this??? And that has nothing to do with him? (Literally Rhys and Feyre weren't even dating yet, I think? So it was literally my sister's friend of a friend is talking shit in my house type of situation)
Sidebar: I wish any of my friends would take words out my mouth to talk shit about my siblings. Yeh, me and my siblings have beef sometimes, but that ain't got shit to do with you???? (Sidesidebar: I don't wanna see anyone trying to say "yeh but I bet your siblings didn't abuse you like Nesta did to Feyre". Stop. You don't know me, my siblings, or my life.)
ANYWAY lol
I, for one, am big on the idea of having a life away from your partner.
So Feyre's literal entire life revolving around the ic was a pass for me. And it actually annoyed tf out of me that Rhysand and The Pips (sry, Feysand and The Pips) were fighting so hard to make Nesta fit in. Because why? If you hate her so much, leave her alone. Don't want her spending your money? Send her somewhere else? The way they constantly verbally and mentally beat her down until she had no choice but to fit in had me grinding my teeth.
She's mean. So what? Amren's attitude was a million times worse than Nesta imo, the only difference is that Amren was a five thousand year old eldrich being the fey told bedtime stories to their kids about to get them to behave. No one says shit to Amren about her attitude because what tf are they going to do about it? Amren literally even says that she likes Nesta and her attitude because it was just like her. But the moment Nesta stops doing what Amren wanted her to do, now she all of a sudden has a problem with her attitude, lol.
We see there are a handful of examples within the books of people that have no problem at all with Nesta. It's literally just Rhys and The Pips that have a problem, and if Rhys has a problem then it's everyone's problem.
Literally.
We are literally told that Nesta was visiting Feyre, Elain, and Amren regularly on her own after acowar and that the only time she seemed to kick up a fuss is when she was being made to participate in ic gatherings. Sooooo.... besides Az, that means Rhys, Morgan, and Cassian were the problem. Rhys and Morgan very openly hate her, and after acowar she made it clear that she wasn't ready for whatever Cassian wanted from her, so she was avoiding him. And Nesta says herself that she didn't hate Rhys. She thought he was an asshole (because he is), but all in all she thinks he's a good male. (**she calls Rhys an asshole to Cassian, but after training when she sees Gwen/the priestesses move away from Rhys she notes how it made her sad (??) because he's a good male and would never hurt a female like that COUGH CHOKE)
Wow this post derailed from the main point
My point is: why does Nesta have to be nice/nicer? Why? And why is Nesta being blamed for everything bad that happened to Feyre when they were kids?
I'm not even joking. Every time Rhys did some shit to Nesta I was WAITING for Feyre to give him shit for it. Feyre does call him out for treating Nesta poorly on multiple occasions across FOUR (4) BOOKS (acomaf, acowar, acofas, & acosf) [I will say that it may only be called out in 3 books, but it's 3 at the very least]. And just when I think she's finally going to snap at him in acosf, it ends up being downplayed as a joke between Cassian and Rhys
Cass: oooh you know you're in trouble for what you did/said to Nesta... you send the staff away so they won't hear the wife nag at you?
Rhys: naaaah, I sent them away so they won't hear something else *suggestive eyebrow wiggle*
Bffr. Seriously? Did he really just sidestep the fact that he did something that obviously upset Feyre.... to fuck?
And the one and only time Rhys is called out specifically for how hypocritical it is for him to hate Nesta but be perfectly fine with Elain, he says that "Elain is Elain" bs (yall my blood ran so hot reading that line I had to put the book down for a moment). Like Rhys actually could've given about a thousand legitimate reasons for why he likes Elain but doesn't like Nesta, and he says THAT?
I'm not going to defend any of Nesta's actions cuz yeah she definitely was being a bitch for a good portion of the book, but also... she doesn't really owe them anything. Especially not her time or her kindness.
Listen. I'm of the opinion that no one owes anyone anything, so I don't wanna hear "well after Feyre did all that the least Nesta can do is blah blah blah—"
No.
I heard enough of that growing up. Enough of that, "I provided for you, so you owe me" bs (this isn't directed at Feyre specificly, since Feyre never actually asks Nesta for anything besides using her home for negotiations but that was a separate, unrelated occurrence). Absolutely not. Nesta didn't ask or tell Feyre to go into the woods. So why should Nesta owe Feyre for that?
I will also never forget how Feyre said Nesta and her were at each other's throats and were mean to each other. Feyre said that. So when people started hating on Nesta because Nesta was mean to Feyre, it felt very one-sided. Also because that detail is one of the many retcons in acotar. Like sjm literally forgot that she wrote that Nesta and Feyre were mean to EACH OTHER but also forgave each other and reached an understanding (all in Book 1), only in the very next book to take it all back.
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a drafted note - April 7, 2021
I've now had 3 former romantic-interests reach out and check on me in the past 6 months. Maybe I'm too entrenched my own bubble-world, but I don't understand why they're reaching out. We weren't that close; we drifted apart, sometimes even by my choice. I kinda understand the ex from 15 years ago, but not the other 2.
Is this part of growing older, the passage of time? People stop and reflect, then want to reach out before it's too late. No, because we don't say anything, don't solve anything. Anything of substance. There’s a status update, the mention of “I’ll message again later, take care”, and then no follow-up.
I have this figurine with an electric eye, and it plays music when it “sees” light. So anytime you pick it up, the music starts and won’t stop before the end of the song. These check-ins from lost contacts feel like someone has dug out the figurine, and I’m suddenly reminded of how startling that song-feature is. It was packed away, safe from light, with me happily forgetting it. Not a big deal in the long-run that it came back. But the silence was disturbed and the emotions, memories, and lack thereof came rushing back. Just a rock thrown in my pond.
Whenever someone has done this sort of check-in in the past, I’ve hated how I can’t trust them to stick around and keep talking. Now, I purposely don’t want to talk to them; those chapters of my life are closed to me and carry no interest. There’s no appeal to reconnecting.
My ex probably does care about my well-being, as he saw me through some of my worst anxiety attacks and mental health stuff. But it was short-lived puppy love of a 19-year-old girl. And neither of us were good for the other.
I don’t know what’s expected of me. Should I just say, “I’m dense/confused enough that I don’t know what you want of me. Please give me the parameters of this interaction, so I know how to navigate. What’s the goal? Why now? Why me?”
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Finally posting in Feb 2024: Nothing much came of these interactions. I told one guy to not bother messaging me, as he had been doing it once a year with the same results.
For the record, we were still in quarantine and under masking mandates per covid at the time.
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Aashiqui 2 (2013) dir. Mohit Suri | Aditya Roy Kapur as Rahul Jaykar
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