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बात
बात निकलेगी तो दूर तक जाएगी
अब मजदूर की बात
हुजूर तक जाएगी
बात निकलेगी तो दूर तक जाएगी
मजबूर की बात
मशहूर तक जाएगी
बात निकलेगी तो दूर तक जाएगी
यह नया दौर है दोस्तों
यहाँ हर बात पे सबका गौर है
अब अत्याचार के पीड़ितों की आवाज दबेगी नहीं
कोयले के खदानों में काम काम करने वालों की सिसकियाँ नहीं दबेगी अब
वहां से निकल कर अब ये कोहिनूर तक जाएगी
बात निकलेगी तो अब दूर तक जाएगी
जब भी कुछ असहज लगे
कह दीजिये
मन में न रखिये कह दीजिये
क्योंकि बात का होते रहना बहुत जरूरी है
समझ में आना चाहिए की आपकी क्या मजबूरी है
यह तय नहीं है की कोई रास्ता दिखायेगा
पर यह तय है की कोई तो रास्ता आएगा
यह नया जमाना है आज का
एक बार धीरे से ही सही बात को निकलने दीजिये
बस
क्योंकि बात निकलेगी तो दूर तक जाएगी
Your voice rises as you get emotional and yet you forget to feed your robot a coin to pay
Skips are calmer and thought out in a, we’ll get through this sort of way
Your tiring voice like a shitty song playing on and on
Talking about the same quarrels over and over
Like you’re trying to wear them out
I'm waiting for time to kill
I can’t wait for my future
Except for the bills
Making me broke
I'm going to choke
On air
Dare
Repeat
Take a seat
With rare rests
In this home of a nest
Going fast, fast, fast, which I think is boring
You need dynamics in your pointless argument
You need to put down some sort of hard flooring
Trying to make a point with your pointless, unneeded voice
You're trying too hard like a coal miner with a death wish darker than soot
Get new material! Stop using old artifacts of the ancient Egyptian empire covered in dust
You make things more dramatic than an entire theater with all the living parts of a stage fight
I'm sitting back mouthing words and hoping you are illiterate in the lip reading of me about to bite
I am terrible at designing a character's clothing.
I'll just give them a blank shirt as their casual clothes and whenever I try to give them a better outfit to, well, give them their actual character design, I end up just giving them a hoodie with random markngs on it. There are times where i know exactly what I want for them, but many times I just can't think of any outfit that will make them flash their character.
Do I have any fashion sense? IDFK.
Is it bad to be obsessed with a single fanfic for almost half a year now?
Do I need to seek help?
Anyway, I’m saying this because I have fallen head over heels over a Hardenshipping fix lately called Oh How the Mighty Fall on AO3.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16201007/chapters/37863323 I highly recommend it during this weird craze I’ve been seeing where people are “reviving” the fandom of it.
I’m NJ, or at least my persona is named NJ.
Anyway, all you need to know about me is that I’m just a young fan of fiction.
I’ll post Fanfics and Art. I’I’ll post mostly my OCs and a bit of fanart. I might go missing for a while time and time again, but that doesn’t mean I won’t come back.
You can check out my Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nj06sg14/ (Which I forget about all the time...)
And my Twitter: https://mobile.twitter.com/NJsg_twt (which I will probably never update for real ever again.)
It’s my first time posting anything on Tumblr, so please stay put for Fanfics and Announcements.
The my art(non reblogs) will be tagged with...well, #my art
And me just talking is called #Talks
Thank You for Sticking Around with Me.
Ripley: I did it right...right?
Onyx glances over.
Onyx: Yeah.
She glances again.
Onyx: No...sweet, sweet baby...
Ripley adjusts the bra, pushing them up.
Onyx: No...no stop...you're making it worse...come here.
Ripley walks over, letting Onyx touch her chest to get her breasts in the right place. Well, what had HAPPENED was...It slipped for a moment.
Onyx: Oh! Oh! My bad!
Ripley: It's fine, you had no intention on doing it on purpose.
Onyx finally fixes the tit situation...Meanwhile...on the other side of the locker room.
Amara: I know you caught that.
Xenia: Like hell I did.
Amara: Can we agree we were looking respectfully before that happened?
Xenia: That's the one thing we can agree on.
Nova approaches Nora while she's getting dressed for her next training lesson.
Nova: Nora *whispering*
Nora: Yes?
Nova: Why is everyone staring at me?
Nora: Hm?
Nova: The whole locker room...They are staring at me.
Nora: You are very beautiful, who wouldn't?
Nova: No...I mean...they keep staring at my pants.
Nora: Why do they keep staring at you pan-
Nora glances down at Nova's pants and her eyes widen.
Nova: What?
Nora: You...you don't feel that?
Nova: Feel what?
Nora: The...the...
Nora breaks into giggling.
Nova: Why are you laughing at me? This isn't funny.
Nora: No...it's how you're wearing your pants...you might as well just be in your boxer shorts.
Nova: Please explain...
Nora silently takes Nova's hand and drags her to the nearest shower mirror.
Nora: Look.
While Nora is laughing to the point of tears, Nova figures out what it is.
Nova: Oh...
Nora: Yeah...*loud wheezing* Mhm...
Nova: Please breathe..
Vinca: These heels hurt like a bitch...
Runa: Then why do you wear them?
Helena: I'm thinking it's to make her taller.
Vinca: Didn't ask you.
Helena: You didn't ask the question.
Runa: I did ask the question...
Vinca: *sigh* It's whatever...I just want to be a bit taller.
Helena: Vinca, those are six-inch heels...I would be concerned if your feet didn't hurt.
Vinca: So? Six-inch pumps or not, my feet shouldn't hurt.
Runa: Don't you complain about those heels all of the time?
Vinca: Didn't ask you.
Helena: She does. She chose to complain to us this time.
Vinca: Are you ignoring me?
Runa: No. Just whenever you choose to be an ass we don't respond to you.
*Helena silently chuckles*
Vinca: You know what? I have better things to do.
Runa: Oh? Like Joan?
*Helena snickers as Vinca growls under her breath. Helena grabs her sword*
Helena: I have to train. Tell Joan I said Hi.
Amara: I left my sword in someone's purse.
Nora: Amara...I don't think that's how this world works.
Helena: Nora is correct on that point.
Onyx: Yeah, I have never seen anyone stick a sword in a purse.
Nora: I surely wouldn't, I personally prefer a satchel.
Helena: Same here.
Amara: I have the same preference with bags.
Onyx: I like purses!
*Beat of silence*
Onyx: You saw Amala right?
Helena: Please do not bring up Amala.
Onyx: Alright then! Better topic of conversation!
Nora: Mhm?
Onyx: So...No one is going to talk about how Nova walks around in on-brand crop tops and baggy sweat pants.
Amara: Comfort clothes? I don't see what's wrong about walking around the dorms in comfort clothes.
Onyx: Not the clothes, Amara...THE ABS!
*Nora coughs*
Nora: Glad I'm not the only one staring.
*Everyone bursts into giggle*
Amara: Okay, okay. But can we please talk about Helena and her independent walk?
Helena: Isn't gossip supposed to be when the person isn't around?
Onyx: It's not gossip...it's complements.
Nora: Agreed, the way you sway your hips when you walk is something no one in this sorority can ignore.
Helena: I don't understand...
Onyx: You are sexy as fuck! No one disagrees.
*Nora and Amara hum in agreement*
Helena: O-oh...Thank you.
Andi: So~ Have you seen anyone who sparked interest?
Emeril: No.
Liora: Absolutely not.
Andi: Why?~
Emeril: I haven't felt butterflies around anyone in the sorority.
*Andi continues to brush Emeril's hair*
Liora: I don't like people getting too close to me.
Andi: But you hug people all of the time.
Liora: I mean emotionally, Andi.
Andi: Oh...Are you standoffish like Lorelei?
Emeril: She's not standoffish at all! She-
Liora: I can be sometimes but I just don't like people.
Emeril: But you like us-
Liora: Let me reword my sentence...I don't like people I don't know.
Andi: Alright, that's better ^^
Madison: I've been looking for my ponytail holders all morning-
*JD has every single one of her ponytail holders...in their hair*
JD: Morning!
Madison: Take them out.
JD: Take what out?
Madison: My hair ties.
Vanessa: I don't see any hair ties in JD's hair.
*Vanessa says glancing at JD before putting on a fair amount of black lipstick*
Madison: You seriously aren't putting up with this. Annabelle...you see the ponytail holders in JD's hair, correct?
*Annabelle looks over at JD for a long moment*
Annabelle: Nope ^^ But your hair looks good down. You should keep it that way~ It makes you look hot.
Madison *with a slightly red face*: I am so done with this Sorority.
Sofia: Querida, can you pass me that.
Freddie: I got it doll.
Sofia: Thank you, amor.
Jessa: Shit...you two would be a cute couple
Sofia and Freddie: No.
Jessa: Why? If you don't mind me asking.
*Sofia gestures between her and Freddie*
Sofia: We are polar opposites
Nova: Opposites attract
Zhora: She isn't wrong.
Sofia and Freddie: You all get on my goddamn nerves.
Zhora: Aww they're talking in sync.
Sofia and Freddie: Shut up.
Aurora: Tell me one thing you find sexy about women.
Serena: No.
*Aurora looks to Helena*
Helena: I don't want to be here. Stop looking at me.
*Aurora continues to stare. Helena slams her locker closed and struts out of the room*
Aurora: Damn~ That-
Serena: Don't say it.
Amala (Witch Queen): Say it and I will freeze your heart and crush it under my foot.
Aurora: Well shit- My bad, Witch Queen.
Amala: Call me that one more time and will cut off your first three fingers.
Aurora: Why my first thr- Oh...oh shit- Okay-
Medusa: Afternoon, ladies.
Aphrodite: Hay~
Medusa: Nope. I'm leaving
*Medusa walks out of the locker room.*
Aphrodite: Why did she leave?
Arachne: Because she doesn't like you and nor do I. So~ Imma bounce.
*Arachne exits the locker room.*
Aphrodite: You're not going to leave...Right?
Athena: I was going to when Medusa walked in but I'm not so you're fine.