asmr fidget

An ASMR Script about a mysterious young man and a very cheery archivist. Set in a sci-fi setting with minor lore and emphasis on emotional interaction.

On a cloudy Saturday morning, Lizabeth Hart bid goodbye to her anxious mother saying she'd be right back for dinner. She just had to do an errand for her best friend at their University. At least, that was the plan before she got herself trapped in hell, or something close to it. When university became life and death, literally, she had to fight with everything she's got to get home or die trying.

Jean Claude Deleon Virata, di ito ang nakagisnang pangalan pero nabuhay sa loob nitong batang to. Naandito na ako sa sobrang modernong sibilisasyon kung saan salamanka ay normal sa mundong ginagalawan. Naandito pa rin ako sa pilipinas, kahit anong pagbabago nangyare sa panahong ito. Pilipinas na nakagisnan ko ay ganito pa rin sa pilipinas na nakikita ko ngayon. Anong gagawin ko sa bagong buhay na binigay sakin. Kung ano man ang gagawin ko, ay gagawin ko para sa sarili ko at hindi sa bansang pinaglaban ko noon.

Fifty years after the Fungal Collapse, humanity survives underground, while the Fungal Kingdom rules the surface. The Purifiers are their last line of defense — warriors who wield living weapons forged from the DNA of the monsters that destroyed the world. Valen Drakar seeks to uncover the truth behind his father’s disappearance and the origin of the fungus that devoured the Earth. But the more power he gains, the closer he comes to losing his humanity. Because in this world, power and corruption sprout from the same soil.

The adventure of a boy who has never set foot off the mountain where he and his mother have lived for the past 10 years.

"Menjadi remaja terasa begitu indah, berwarna dan penuh kejutan. Yang pasti akan berkesan selamanya dalam hidup. Bagi sebagian orang adalah masa yang paling menyenangkan dalam hidup nya. Masa remaja itu hanya ada sekali dalam hidup kita. Masa dimana kita sedang mencari jati diri bagaikan larva panas didalam gunung berapi yang meletup letup dan siap untuk meledak kesegala arah. Kita berada dalam frekuensi mencari dan terus mencari siapakah diri ini? Dalam menikmati sebuah proses yang tuhan anugerahkan untuk kita rasakan. Baik atau buruk? dirimu sendirilah yang menentukannya.. kita sendirilah yang mampu menciptakan warna warni dalam kanvas hidup kita. Masa yang kelak akan terekam jelas dalam ingatan. Sebuah masa yang membawa perubahan dalam hidup, persahabatan dan cinta menyatu didalam nya. Dalam cerita yang akan menjadi kenangan semanis lolipop untuk diingat, itulah masa remaja.. Dan menjadi sebuah kisah klasik untuk masa depan."

When you became a mom, your happiness is just your least priority. The top priority will always be your children. But what if someone is willing to give you that happiness and love you need? When all the love for yourself is gone. But some kind of a hero will come into your life and brings hope and heal you? Are you going to give it a chance? or You will just choose the same one?

“Jasmine, can you just mine?” Pertanyaan itu membuat Jasmine terdiam dengan raut wajah aneh. Ia merasa canggung dan mulai celingukan, seolah mencari seseorang untuk menjadi tumbal dalam situasi awkward tersebut. Sementara anak laki-laki di hadapannya tengah tersenyum dengan alis yang naik, menunggu reaksi gadis dengan rambut panjangnya yang dikepang. Gadis itu mengembuskan napas panjang dan menatap anak laki-laki di hadapannya. “Bukannya biasanya pake only, ya? Atau bisa juga ditambah pake be,” jawabnya, membuat si anak laki-laki mengerjapkan matanya beberapa kali. “Y-ya?” Ia tersenyum menatap gadis bernama Jasmine tersebut. “Oh? Salah, ya? Ya …, nggak jadi sweet, deh,” lanjutnya berlagak sedih, namun masih dengan senyum tipis. Jasmine hanya tersenyum hambar, mengembuskan napas pelan dan menyipitkan matanya bersamaan dengan senyum palsu tersebut. “Jadi yang bener gimana, dong?” Anak itu bertanya kembali pada Jasmine. “Apanya?” Jasmine mengerutkan kening, sedikit merasa engap dengan anak tersebut, namun juga enggan meninggalkannya begitu saja. “Ya, yang gua omongin tadi. Benernya gimana?” “Oh, can you just be mine,” jawab Jasmine mengoreksi kalimat anak laki-laki tadi. “Ofcourse, I can.” *** Date Created, 05 April 2022 Date Posted, 28 Mei 2022

Tanasma, a breathtaking planet where the harmony of magic and technology thrives side by side, giving birth to civilizations that stand in stark contrast to one another. Yet, this very contrast has made conflict an unending cycle, a storm that never truly settles. For as long as history remembers, Tanasma has been a battlefield of ideologies, where heroes and villains alike have risen and fallen, their ambitions either fueling the flames of war or extinguished before they could leave a mark. Some fight for justice, some for power, and others merely to survive—but in the end, so many perish without meaning, their names lost to the sands of time. What does it all amount to? Is war truly inevitable? Is peace nothing but a fleeting dream, crushed under the weight of unyielding beliefs? Or is it the boundless ego of mankind that dooms the world to an endless cycle of bloodshed?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!