Mrs.Vivi

[vivithewriter]

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Welcome to vivi’s blog

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🍇🐙🌸🐚

ʜɪʏᴀ! ɪ'ᴍ vivi ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ! ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs, ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs, ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴀᴜs and smut! ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʟɪɴᴋs ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ.

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⭐️

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ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴs: sʜᴇ/They sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ/ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: omnisexual🎧 ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ: ᴀғʀɪᴄᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ, Korean 🌙 ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇs: ʀᴏʙʟᴏx, ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇs! ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ʜʏᴘᴇʀғɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴs: REVENGED LOVE & DUANG WITH YOU

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ᴍʏ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs

💿 sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅs: HAN (ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋᴇʀs: ALL OF THEM) ✮ ᴄᴏʀᴛɪs: Martin (ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋᴇʀ: ᴊᴀᴍᴇs) 🎧 p1harmony: Soul (wrecker: Keeho) 𓇼 ɪʟʟɪᴛ: ɪʀᴏʜᴀ & ᴡᴏɴʜᴇᴇ 🌟 ɪᴛᴢʏ: ʏᴇᴊɪ 🫧 ʟᴇ ssᴇʀᴀғɪᴍ: ʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ and chaewon 🦄 ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘᴏɴʏ: ᴘɪɴᴋɪᴇ ᴘɪᴇ. 🌀 ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍs: ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ, ᴄᴏʀʏxᴋᴇɴsʜɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ!

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ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ʀᴏᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

🎤 ᴋ-ᴘᴏᴘ: sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅs, ᴄᴏʀᴛɪs,, ɪʟʟɪᴛ, ɴᴊᴢ, ʙᴍ, ʟᴇ ssᴇʀᴀғɪᴍ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴘɪɴᴋ, ʏᴇɴᴀ, ʙɪʙɪ, ʜ2ʜ, ɪᴛᴢʏ, ᴛᴡɪᴄᴇ, p1harmony.

🎵 ʀ&ʙ / ʜɪᴘ-ʜᴏᴘ/ʀᴀᴘ: ᴛʏʟᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ, ᴅᴏᴊᴀ ᴄᴀᴛ, ᴅᴏᴇᴄʜɪɪ, ʀᴀʏᴇ, sɪʀ ᴍɪx ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ, ᴅ4ᴠᴅ (ᴏɴʟʏ ʜɪs ᴍᴜsɪᴄ), ʟᴀɪʟᴀ!, ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇ, sᴢᴀ, ᴋᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋ ʟᴀᴍᴀʀ, sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʟᴀᴄʏ, ᴋᴀʟɪ ᴜᴄʜɪs, ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴄᴇ́,Ken Carson.

🎹 ᴘᴏᴘ/ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ:  ʀɪʜᴀɴɴᴀ, ᴅᴜᴀ ʟɪᴘᴀ, ᴀᴠᴀ ᴍᴀx, ғɪғᴛʜ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴʏ, ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍɪx, ᴍᴇɢʜᴀɴ ᴛʀᴀɪɴᴏʀ, ᴢᴀʀᴀ ʟᴀʀssᴏɴ, ᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴄʀᴀᴇ, ᴀʀɪᴀɴᴀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴇ, ʙʀᴜɴᴏ ᴍᴀʀs, ʙɪʟʟɪᴇ ᴇɪʟɪsʜ.

🎧 ɪɴᴅɪᴇ / ᴀʟᴛ / ᴄʜɪʟʟ: ʟᴀᴜғᴇʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀɪᴀs, ᴘɪɴᴋᴘᴀɴᴛʜʀᴇss,  ᴛᴠ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ᴄᴀᴇsᴀʀ, ᴍɪᴛsᴋɪ.

🌸 ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ɪs ʀʟʏ ᴅɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ; ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ!

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ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴜʟᴇs

✉️ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs: 🟢 ᴏᴘᴇɴ 💻 ғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛs: ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ғɪᴄs(ᴍɪɴɪ & ғᴜʟʟ ғɪᴄs), ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs, ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛs, ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇs, ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs, ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs, sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs, ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ ᴀᴜs (sᴍᴀᴜs). 🎨 ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ: ✓ ғʟᴜғғ, ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs, ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇs (ᴀᴜs), ᴀɴᴅ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs (ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴋɪssɪɴɢ). NSFW content here and there. ✓ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴀɴɢsᴛ & ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs (ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀs—ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏf ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛs sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴋɪᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪf ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ). ғᴜʟʟ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ sᴍᴜᴛ / ɴsғᴡ.

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ɪf

ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴏʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ ɪf ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ:

ʜᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴄ, ᴛʀᴀɴsᴘʜᴏʙɪᴄ, ʀᴀᴄɪsᴛ, ᴏʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇfᴜʟ.

ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ

ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍs. ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ! 💙

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ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛs

🐙The hearts that beat differently🍇

[vivithewriter]

Chapter One — Home Sounds Different to Everyone

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Seo-ah🎧

There were exactly seventeen sticky notes on the refrigerator.

Dad claimed there had only been one yesterday.

Papa claimed he had absolutely nothing to do with the other sixteen.

Seo-ah knew better.

One read:

Buy milk.

Another read:

Actually, don't. We still have milk.

Another:

Who finished the strawberries?

The last one simply said:

Purple glitter should be illegal.

"...Anran," Seo-ah sighed.

A tiny voice echoed from upstairs.

"It wasn't me!"

"It was definitely you!"

"It WASN'T!"

Seo-ah laughed despite herself.

Most families woke up to alarms.

Hers woke up to arguments over glitter.

She wouldn't trade it for anything.

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Chi Cheng🕸️

He liked mornings.

Not because they were peaceful.

God, they were never peaceful.

He liked them because they reminded him that everyone was still here.

Someone was always yelling.

Someone was always laughing.

Someone was running down the hallway when they weren't supposed to.

He looked toward the kitchen where Suowei was pretending not to gossip on the phone.

"I'm not gossiping."

"..."

"I'm just informing."

"..."

"There is a difference."

Chi Cheng smiled into his coffee.

Liar.

"You heard that."

"I didn't say anything."

"You smiled."

"That's all I needed."

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Wu Suowei📀

Being a parent wasn't difficult.

Being a parent to this family?

That required a degree nobody offered.

"Seo-ah!"

"I'm coming!"

"Liang!"

"Already finished my homework."

"It's seven-thirty in the morning."

"I know."

"...Of course you did."

"Feng!"

No answer.

"Feng!"

Still nothing.

He opened the bedroom door.

Music blasted through headphones.

Fresh blue hair dye stained the sink.

Wu Suowei pinched the bridge of his nose.

"...Again?"

Chi Feng looked up.

"...Worth it."

"No."

"...Maybe."

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Chi Feng🎸

Hyun-woo liked the blue.

That was enough.

Sure, his hair felt like dry grass.

Sure, Liang said he'd be bald by twenty-three.

Sure, Dad looked ready to schedule a funeral for his split ends.

Worth it.

Paper Clip had rehearsal after school.

He was determined to write something loud enough that even the teachers couldn't ignore it.

Not because he hated school.

Okay...

Maybe a little.

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Chi Liang🎨

His brother was chaos.

Scientifically speaking.

If chaos could somehow become a human being, dye its hair every month, and start a punk band...

...it would be Feng.

Liang didn't understand him.

But he admired him.

He quietly packed an extra bottle of conditioner into Feng's backpack.

He would never admit it.

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Guo Xiaoyu (Chari... or Cherri?)🐙

School always started before they were ready.

Not because of homework.

Not because of exams.

Because every morning someone wanted to put them into a box.

Every form.

Every attendance sheet.

Every rule.

It always seemed to ask them to become simpler than they actually were.

Home never asked.

At home, Dad asked if they wanted more pancakes.

Papa asked if they had enough sleep.

Sakura asked if glitter could solve sadness.

That was the only question that mattered.

"...Maybe," Xiaoyu whispered with a smile.

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Jiang Sakura🌸

Today was IMPORTANT.

Very important.

She had discovered glitter glue.

She planned to improve everyone's belongings.

Dad's notebook?

Needs glitter.

Papa's clipboard?

Needs glitter.

Kiang's textbooks?

Definitely glitter.

The dog next door?

...

Maybe not

She wasn't allowed near the dog anymore.

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Guo Kiang🤓

He watched Sakura sneak toward his room carrying an alarming amount of craft supplies.

He sighed.

"...No."

She froze.

"...You don't even know what I'm doing."

"I know enough."

She slowly hid the glitter behind her back.

"...Fine."

She turned around dramatically.

"I'll decorate Xiaoyu instead."

"...Please don't."

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Wu Anran🦄

Purple.

Purple blanket.

Purple socks.

Purple spoon.

Purple dinosaur.

Purple cup.

Purple was the best color because...

"...It just is."

Nobody argued anymore.

Not after she'd spent twenty-seven straight minutes explaining why purple yogurt would improve the economy.

Adults were strange.

They couldn't see obvious things.

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Guo Chengyu🍪

He arrived carrying fresh bread.

Chi Cheng opened the door before he even knocked.

"You made too much again."

"I know."

"We're going to eat all of it."

"I know."

Neither of them mentioned they'd planned this.

Every Wednesday.

Breakfast together.

The kids mixed between houses.

The adults drank coffee.

Life slowed down.

For just a little while.

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Everyone🫶

By eight-thirty, there were too many shoes by the front door.

Someone had stolen someone else's hoodie.

Someone couldn't find their backpack.

Someone was crying because someone else had eaten the dinosaur-shaped nuggets meant for lunch.

Nobody could prove who.

Both families stood together on the porch in the middle of complete chaos.

Chi Cheng looked around.

Wu Suowei laughed.

Jiang Xiaoshuai shook his head.

Guo Chengyu passed out homemade bread to anyone within reach.

The older kids rolled their eyes.

The younger kids chased each other in circles.

It was loud.

It was messy.

It was imperfect.

But every heart there beat a little differently.

And somehow...

...they all kept the same rhythm.

[vivithewriter]

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THE CAST FOR THE HEARTS THAT BEAT DIFFERENTLY

Chi Cheng: The husband of Wu suo wei, he can be energetic at times but he is mostly calm his libido is high as fuck not playing but he is respectful he loves his family. He’s 32 Wu Suowei: The husband(wife as chicheng likes to call him), energetic butt not in an over-bearing way, he’s SUPER nice but he can be a bitch if needed, loves to gossip, has a “mom” sense. He’s 31

Wu Seo-ah: The first adoptive daughter of chicheng and wusuowei, she loves EVERYTHING, has a boyfriend of 2 years named woo-jin, her and wusuowei are two peas in a motherfucking pod. She’s 18

Chi Liang: The twin brother of chi feng he’s the one he loves painting and he is very whimsical. He’s also super smart. He’s an A+ student and he’s 17 years old.

Chi Feng: he’s the twin brother of chi liang he’s the wild one his hair is dead because he dies it way too much. He listens to punk rock and he’s a good singer in his freshman year of high school he started a band called paper clip. He has a boyfriend named hyun-woo and he is 17 years old.

Wu Anran: she is the youngest she believes everything should be purple. She loves very hard. She wears her heart on her sleeve and most of the time she’s very blunt. She’s just a mix of both of her parents. She’s three years old. ————————————————🌸——————————————————

Guo Chengyu: the husband of Jiang Xiaoshaui and the best friend of Chi Cheng, he was raised as a female by his parents although he felt uncomfortable with his parents kept continuing. He’s an excellent cook, and he loves to bake. He has a very good connection with kids specifically his own. He is 33 years old.

Jiang Xiaoshaui: the husband(wife) of guochengyu he runs a doctors clinic called 181 clinic specifically in the east of China he’s best friends with wusuowei they are so alike. They grew up together, so it’s not a surprise. He’s really ambitious and very blunt. He is 32 years old.

Guo Kiang he is a mix of both of his parents. He loves baking and is super blunt. He has a pretty face, but he’s smart so don’t try to manipulate him he isn’t stupid. He’s the top of his school and has many awards. He’s 19 years old.

Jiang Sakura: the definition of energy when the sky is awake she’s awake. She lives with her whole heart. She will change her schedule just to be with all of her family, even though she doesn’t have a schedule cause she’s four years old she believes that everything must have glitter, and that is a must she loves to draw and paint.

Guo Xiaoyu: Chari or Cherri they don’t know Chari was born with Kleinfelter syndrome. Something they struggle with, but they love themselves and everyone around them they struggle in school specifically due to gender laws and rules which their parents think is stupid. They don’t know what they want to be yet but they do know that their life is perfect and that they love themselves. They are 16 years old.

[silverlakee]

i want him so bad.

[vivithewriter]

This is such a good photoooo