at least sisyphus only had one never-ending task. i have like 50 and all of them cost money
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at least sisyphus only had one never-ending task. i have like 50 and all of them cost money
Reblog to give mutuals a break from whatever they're been going through
my bad for assuming everyone has critical thinking skills btw
Attack mama !!!!
you're going to do incredible things
(happy birthday deuce!!!! ♠️🐰)
Did you at least kiss the gun before shooting me 17 times — y’all, we have a contender for one of my favorite twst fanarts ever right here. I can’t stop staring omg
Here another fun time fanart of my beloved and comfort couple T_T
Artist: Emalfire0312 on Twitter
You can find original post here. Follow and support this artist. Your support will make them happy.
basically selfshipping
Isn't that what we all do?
Statement of Y/N, regarding their time in servitude to the entity formerly known as One Direction. Statement begins.
This just made me realized that most of these y/n fics (that I've read throughout my teenagehood) are written by teenagers, for teenagers. This means One Direction not only guilty of illegally purchasing a human being, but an underage one at that.
"Shall this be our final dance?" And it's Lohen —blood on his teeth, madness in his eyes— inviting you for one last "spar."
"You've always had such a sad look in your eyes." And it's your last words to an Illuga who is not yet aware of that.
"You are just as beautiful as the day I lost you." And it's Kyryll watching your figure rise up from your carefully maintained grave hundreds of years after your self-imposed eternal sleep.
"You have a paper heart, and I'm afraid if I keep it for long, I might just crumble the edges." And it's Durin feeling his heart getting torn to literal pieces as he watches you walk away just as fast as you walked into his life.
"Would you forgive me, just for this one thing?" And it's Rhinedottir forcing immortality on your unwilling self who witnessed just how much carnage her greed can cause.
"Hold me tight and don't you dare let go." And it's Wanderer hugging your corpse, freshly dugged out from your grave just after he regained his memories from irminsul.
vice-captain down - lohen
pairing: lohen x fem! witch, dendro user reader summary: lohen expected to pick up a shipment for varka. he did not expect to get pinned to a post by magical ivy and immediately fall in love with the woman threatening him with a dagger. warnings: varka being varka, love at first sight, lohen is down bad, flirting, accidental meet cute, suggestive themes and sexual tension, weapon threats, no use of Y/N, third person narration. english is not my first language, i apologize if there are any spelling or grammatical errors. word count: 5.5k a/n: this was supposed to be something much shorter, to post while i plan and write other things, but oh well… i hope you like it as much as i do! thank you so much for reading :))
part 2 (nsfw)
(SUGGESTIVE. Also, established relationship and reader is implied to be part of the Knights)
For a better reference of what Lohen's wearing here, click here (post) or here (trailer where it appears).
You swear you didn't mean to look so hard.
When you swung open the front door to Lohen’s house and called out the vice captain’s name, you expected to see him in his normal knightly uniform (well, as normal as Lohen can be)— because what else would he be wearing on a day as important as orientation day for the new knight recruits?
However, instead of being greeted back with blues and whites, a verbal hello or even a knife to your face, the first thing your eyes land on is Lohen’s bare open chest.
thinking you got away from yandere! lohen.. but you know he loves a good chase. and he won't let his darling go that easily.
it was hard enough trying to manage a clingy, lovesick knight that won't take no for an answer. you thought that was cute when you first met him, and how he'd coincidentally run into you everywhere you went. his uniform was always stained with blood, with some sweat dripping down his face that you perceived as endearing rather than dirty. he had an oddly creepy enthusiasm when it came to interacting with you, but you brushed it off as just a little unique trait of his. his teasing yet clingy personality always kept you on your toes, wondering what creative excuse he'd come up with this time to spend more time nagging you than actually doing his duties.
you knew he was strong. but you weren't aware of how reckless he was when you first met. he picked fights for the fun of it. he saw blood and bruises as trophies instead of hindrances. his pain represented his achievements, and that was something he often utilized as bait for you to concern over his well-being.
you'd massage his shoulders, chastising him for swinging his weapons with too much force. then he'd casually mention that his scars were burning as well, leading you into fussing over yet another injury that magically doubled in severity the last time you saw it. you'd trace your fingers over his scars, which drove him mad. a chill would run down his spine and he'd shudder, relishing in the touch of your gentle hands while imagining what it'd feel like for those same hands to tightly grip his throat. dazed eyes looked up at you in anticipation while you slowly went on a tour of his body littered in a mixture of major and minor injuries that he never had a shortage of. while you were concerned and slightly annoyed by his rash behavior, he was already plotting in his head how he'd ruin your kind, caring nature and replace it with hatred for him. just the thought of you yelling insults at him and pitifully attempting to fight back had him excited. you could tell just by the tent in his pants and the drool that escaped from his mouth every single day as he let you nurse him for a few weeks.
his plan was put in motion one day when his patience ran out. he never wanted to wait anyway. nothing triggered him to snap. it was simply on a whim when he decided the time was right and he'd finally take you for himself.
it was excruciating for him to wait. his patience was tested every day you walked past him and your scent would fill his nose. it always reminded him of how he'd steal your clothes in the middle of the night and jerk off with them in his hands, not even bothering to muffle his moans. he got off on the thought that you could've caught him at any moment. he didn't even bother washing them thoroughly afterwards either. his cock would grow even harder the next day when he saw you wearing the same clothes he beat himself to the night before, knowing the small stains and scent you haven't noticed are his. the remnants of his pleasure was all over your body, and there was nothing you would've been able to do about it, since you figured the scent was just from your new soap you started using on your laundry.
your other belongings weren't safe either. that bandage you threw away after using it to cover a minor cut was licked and sucked on so severely that the bloodstains were gone, and you had no idea the new gauze lohen used were just your old ones, since they looked so clean and good as new. he really didn't care that his wounds took longer to heal because of the used bandages. he didn't care that they burn longer and scar deeper. it shows how dedicated he is in his obsession. his body is an art museum of his lust and he puts the "pain" in the paintings.
he couldn't wait any longer. he had to have you, even though you trusted him. you took care of him and spent so much time with him. you were so kind to him. but nothing from the weeks of your kindness filled him with more pleasure than the fearful, teary-eyed look you gave him the second you woke up in his basement with rope tying you down.
"you always knew it would end this way, right? you were tempting me every day. every single second you were around me. man, it took all of my self-control to resist you for this long... but you and i both know i'm not the kind of guy to hesitate when i find my target."
he spoke to you as if you were some sort of animal he hunted. the prey that he'd rip to pieces and hang up on his wall. and as much as he wished he could see you like that, what's the fun in killing you? if you were gone, he wouldn't be able to play with you anymore. that's another reason why he seemed a bit careless when it came to your security. your ropes were oddly loose, and there were plenty of objects in the basement that you could use as a weapon if you needed to. almost as if he was teasing you. willingly giving you the resources you needed to escape as bait, confident that he'd always catch you in the end. unfortunately, you fell right into his trap.
you were tired of his love. he always felt the need to ruin you every single day. then he'd kiss it all better and hold you while you cry over the pain and exhaustion. if you tapped out he'd stop, not because he particularly cared for your physical well-being, but because it's not fun to play with prey that won't run away or fight back.
he'd hurt you, tease you, then he'd praise you for taking him so well. you were his pretty little thing that was oh so strong for being able to handle him. it was difficult to pin down exactly what he wanted from you. did he want you to love him back? did he want you to sexually desire him in the same perverted way he did to you? or did he want you to hate his guts? it was confusing, and tiring. you had to escape. there was no way you'd be able to put up with him any longer.
when he left for his usual knightly duties, sloppily kissing you goodbye without caring about the fact that you never returned his affection, you knew that was the moment you'd leave. and you got quite far considering the fact that you didn't bother to look back once to see him tailing after you.
you ran through the woods of mondstadt, praying to the archons that you wouldn't be seen by another knight. you were running on nothing but an empty stomach and adrenaline, hoping you'd at least reach liyue by morning. but your exhaustion got the better of you, and you decided to camp out in the trees for the night. until a familiar voice called out:
"you call that an escape? i've seen rats shimmy out of traps smoother than this!"
you sprung up and ran away as fast as you could, hearing lohen's manic and gleeful laughs not too far away. he seemed to enjoy the chase far more than anything he already did to you.
but you couldn't outrun him. you never will.
you weren't running for long before you felt a sharp pain in your legs, letting out a cry and falling to the ground. lohen's knife had been thrown into your thigh, immediately crushing your hopes of an escape. muffling your cries with a hand over your mouth, he quietly shushed you like you were a child with a temper tantrum.
even without looking at him, you could just hear the grin on lohen’s face as he whispered: "caught you."
So, I've seen Lohen's trailers and.... this man is a yandere and I don't mean in an au.
I mean, it is my personal belief (which means it's objectively correct/s) that this man is a yandere for the people he loves, platonic, romantic, whatever and he is the kind of tandere to deliver actual body parts as gifts, preserved in his own ice.
That is all.
꒰ঌ Rabbit and Fae 𑣲₍ ᐢ. .ᐢ₎
Lohen x Reader shenanigans
Lohen who during his run around the Wild Hunt, heard a faint jingle in the distance. He wiped a bit of blood off the wound on his cheek after fighting an abyssal creature as he stared off to where the noise was coming from.
Lohen who discovered an injured, fainted fae hiding behind some rubble. The cute thing was about the size of his palm, and so, without thinking much of it, he took them with him back to base to recover.
Lohen who placed a tiny bandage roll around the fae's injured arm before keeping an eye on them, waiting to see if they'd wake up soon.
Lohen who immediately caught the fae's wings with his index finger and thumb after they tried flying out of his tent.
"Woah, hang on a second! I at least want a thank you for—" His eyes widened when he felt the fae kicking and punching his cheek, it felt as if a bee had stung him. The smile on his face widened as he let the fae struggle under his hold.
When Varka sent out Lohen to deliver some letters back to Mondstadt, he didn't want to leave you alone just yet, so he trapped you inside a lantern so he could carry you with him.
It upsets you a lot how he'd tap against the glass over and over again with a giant grin on his face, knowing it pisses you off.
Lohen who during the journey back home, kept asking you questions about your strength, but instead of answers, all he got were sarcastic remarks and irritated muttering under your breath.
Lohen who tried to make a truce with you upon entering Mondstadt when you kept shaking the lantern and causing chaos inside it.
"I'll let you out, but only if you promise not to fly away," he said as he walked into his office before placing you down on his desk.
"Only if you show me around Mondstadt and NEVER trap me again." You crossed your arms as you stood tall inside the cramped space, your eyes narrowing when Lohen leaned closer to the lantern, his eye peeking through the glass.
"Awh, but you look so cute in—"
"LOHEN!"
"Fine, you drive a hard bargain."
Lohen who loved how whenever you flew around, you'd let out a faint jingling noise every few minutes. He once heard you trying to sneak up on him because of it, and instead of him getting scared, it was you who screamed when he abruptly turned around with a terrifying smile.
It also came to his attention that you didn't like being exposed to large groups of people. The tiny fae would always either hide under his overcoat or slip behind nearby trees whenever someone came by.
Whenever a knight questioned the strange lump under his coat, he'd wear the biggest smile on his face before saying, "Oh, just a pesky squirrel that really loves being close to me."
All while silently enjoying your tiny fists banging against his chest to punish him as you remained hidden.
your weird obsession with moral purity is degrading your critical thinking skills and poisoning your ability to empathize with other people btw
ok so this is another long shot but a few years ago there was a twitter post (in japanese i think?) that had measurememts for how to make this book stand thing out of cardboard that you could use to double up books and use up more space on shelves
back then i made a bunch of these but by now i lost the pic and dont know how to find the original post anymore
if it comes down to it i can just take one apart and get the measurements from there but i would be very grateful if anyone happens to have the original post or something similar??
don't mind how long it's been since i made this post, anyway i realized that i don't even need to take one apart to get the measurements when i can literally just unfold it and refold it /FACEPALM
so anyway here is the diagram for anyone else who is interested!!
this requires pretty big carboard pieces, if you have a really big box or something you can make it from one piece, but if you don't, you can also just make each of the pieces individually and then tape them together
and then in the end you put it together like this!!
and then when you make a bunch you can put them all next to each other and stack your books like crazy
EVERYONE START GETTING MORE USE OUT OF YOUR SPACE NOW!!!!