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manbearbitchie · 11 months

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What are your favorite dynamics for Kyman? Or situations you've been wanting to see in fics :)

AHHHH OK thank u for asking this I love kyman.

One of my favorite things with them is like... the epiphany moment, the moment of them first realizing they have feelings for each other and being horrified. I like to think that Cartman definitely has had feelings for a loooong time but stays in denial about it until something actually happens between them, like in the heat of a fight or something they just kiss, and they'd both just snap, a light just switches on in their brains and they can't unsee their feelings for each other.

Once they start dating, I think they'd keep it a secret for a while and they're idiots and they'd equally love the "excitement" of sneaking around and hiding their relationship, but it would definitely cause a lot of fights about getting caught.

Once they do come out about their relationship tho I think they'd be an atrocious mushy PDA couple. They are the couple that sucks to hang out with bc they'll start an argument in front of everyone but then you'd find them making out in the corner.

This is another dynamic thing I like but also a thing I'd like to see in more fics is like... hurt/comfort I guess? I think Kyle and Cartman being gentle and nurturing to each other is so... closeted weeb coming out here but for lack of a better term "moe"? like so the opposite of how they are outwardly that it's so fucking touching and cute and shwbxbdjdj and I eat that shit up.

I have a million more things I could say but that is enough for now thank u for coming to my ted talk

#kyman #lake posting #asks #yeah....yeah...yeah

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raplinenthusiasts · 1 year

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23, 27, 29 and 14 (if i can tweak it a bit: do you have A Moment™ for any pair that just lives in your head rent free and you will probably never get over it?)

23. What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jin?

how funny he is but also how much he does for the rest of bts - he’s really great older brother for them and I know what I’m saying (oldest siblings unite)

especially when it comes to public situations when they’re nervous he always makes fun of himself to make others feel better HE IS SO AMAZING 💛

27. What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jimin?

how supportive he is! also the way he makes sure everyone is happy and taken care of - I could never and he makes it look so effortless

29. What immediately comes to your mind when you think of Jungkook?

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14. Your favorite ships/interactions?

I actually have special tags for my fave bts friendships and it’s going to be long answer

yoonjin aka #best duo

anytime they’re paired together in anything makes me so unbelievably happy you have no idea! like when yoongi chose Epiphany as his fave song during muster? TEARS when they are cooking or fishing together TEARS! and when they had That Talk during In The Soup about being super close I just cried

but the moment that actually made them my favourite friendship was when they were driving together in one season of bv I think? and Jin wanted to put phone in the middle and Yoongi said that it won’t work… and phone started to go down BUT YOONGI JUST CAUGHT IT and Jin started to laugh and that was it - I knew it then 💛 it’s like perfect way to describe their friendship

jinkook aka #chaotic duo

which actually reminds me a lot of my own sibling relationship... also i love how silly jin becomes with jk but at the same time he's always taking care of him (like when jk was hurt and had to sit down during concerts and then jin was being funny when wheeling him around) and i also loooove when they hug and there was this one gifset with them hugging and jk smiling and caption was something like his jin hyung smile or something and now i can't unsee it and its absoultely vital to my well being GIVE ME HUGGING JINKOOK

also 2seok aka #2seok world domination confirmed which I don’t think I have to expand on and hopekook aka my #koobi that makes my heart warm

#i love their friendships so very much i could find 8393287 more cute interaction that i die for #I could talk about this pairs forever #ask #ask game #IM SORRY but also not

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trashmouthkid · 4 years

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There was a lot about it to be bitter over, but Eddie figured bitterness would only make him age faster, and—at this point—he could only be grateful to be coming out before he turned fifty. It is what it is, and if It was finding small pockets of free time with each of his friends for a moment he felt his high-school-or-maybe-college counterpart had been robbed of, well...that was better than what It used to be.

Bill was first. Had to be first, right? And he fumbled a little, stuttered more than usual, but he didn't say that he already knew. People liked to say that they already knew, but Bill hadn't, and Eddie liked that.

"There was a time w-w-when it was just you and m-me once, you know," Bill said on a lull in the conversation, as Eddie picked at his fries and wondered when they could move on to the next topic.

"Bill, that was over thirty years ago," Eddie mumbled, snorting a little bit.

"Yeah," Bill said fondly, and smiled. "I ruh-remember it, though."

Eddie's face warmed at Bill's words, and at the memory. It was hard to remember a time without Richie or Stan, but it was easy to remember a time when it was just Bill; they were different things.

And they were so little then.

"Me too," he said.

Bill nodded, quiet and thoughtful, and then asked: "Is there—I mean. Is there someone?"

The question didn't really surprise Eddie, but he wasn't prepared for it either. He thought it over, and considered lying—he had every right to. But he already had one foot in the door, what was one more?

Besides the fact that he only had two feet.

"You're not going to believe this," Eddie told him, and laughed. "But it's...It's Richie." He sat back in his seat and laughed some more. “Richie," he repeated, almost doubtfully. "Is that crazy?"

Bill shrugged. He was smiling with Eddie, but wasn't laughing. "Muh-muh-maybe," he said. "Crazier, though, if yuh-you'd said anyone else's n-n-name."

Eddie believed that immediately. Once he was done reeling over the fact that, for the better part of his life, Richie was, for all intents and purposes, unavailable to him, it sounded painfully obvious. As in, who else would it be?

"Besides," Bill went on. "It t-t-took me years to see it, but once yuh-you see it, you c-c-can't unsee it, you know?"

Eddie frowned, crossed his arms, and rested them on the table in front of him. "See what?"

"The wuh-way he looks at you." Bill rolled his eyes. "Even wh-wh-when he knows you're luh-looking because he can't h-help it."

Huh. Eddie closed his eyes, conjured up every visual memory he had of Richie in the last five years, then the last forty, and had his third-biggest epiphany that year.

It was like glass shattering in his head.

#reddie #bill & eddie #fanfic #mine

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lilitunoirrr · 4 years

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An Apotheosis: A Song That Describes Me

This song is about being overlooked. Giving your love to someone for them to not notice or not care, for whatever reason; but you just allow it because you hope- maybe, eventually- they will notice and start to love you back and appreciate you. Soon all you see is that they are wounded - they don't love you like you love them, the eyes of a fallen angel because they weren't what you thought they were. The eyes of a tragedy, because that fact hurts and now all you see is the tragedy that is them, this relationship. And the cycle repeats until you break it.

At one point this was me. Always attracting men who didn't really love me or care about me. Not deeply anyway, and definately without the consistency and depth needed to keep stoking and building on that kind of bond. Well see...that's were I realised I was the faithful, devoted type. When I fall in love, I fall in love deeply and that is the one person to me that I want to form the deepest bond with, just us two, exclusively. I was never the polyamorous type, I am to monogamous for that, to loyal for that, emotionally as well as sexually. Not that they weren't. But in hindsight I realise now, we loved differently. They wanted superficial, I wanted real. They wanted all the girls, I wanted my one and only king that saw me as his one and only queen. I didn't want to have to fight for crumbs of love, against other women who they claimed were nothing to them, but would drop everything for them, flirt with them, like they were their girlfriends, not me; while I became degraded and treated like an annoyance for just wanting to love them. Spend TIME with them. Build with them. Be included.

Because im always there? Because I loved you enough to want to make you a part of my life, a priority of my life, entwine my life with yours?

So I learned that when love and mutual respect isn't being served anymore, you gotta leave the table. You have to realise they don't really love you and you're worth more than this, you deserve better. You deserve consistency and emotional reciprocity. You deserve to feel loved and actually be loved too.

It took me a lot of heartbreak and learning to love myself to see that allowing myself to be their doormat, their plaything, like I wasn't a human being with feelings, or with wants and needs, or the right to be loved truely and properly as well; to finally learn that they were not going to change, they weren't going to wake up one day and finally see their wrongs and start appreciating and loving me truefully back. I had to save myself, love myself. Be in my own corner and have my own back. See my own worth.

I allowed myself to fall, I became depressed, in ways that was my fault because really it was my karma for not walking away sooner. Not karma to punish me, but karma to show me the truth. Eventually it gets so uncomfortable you have no choice but to stop ignoring it and see; and once you see, you can't unsee.

A quote that describes the way I love:

My loyalty runs so deep that I will fight for something until I feel like there is absolutely nothing left. No matter how bad it is, I will fight for the good times that could return. So once I stop argueing and checking on you, that's when you know you officially lost me for good.

While this song is also referring to 3 Libras that the lead singer, Maynard James Keenan, had dated at some point and felt overlooked by, I always felt as a Libra sun, I could actually always relate to being the one that was overlooked rather than the one that was overlooking. Astrologically this may be affected a lot by my having a natal Scorpio Venus though.

But from the point of view of being a Libra sun, the '3 Libras' always spoke of the trinity that becomes a Libra when they are in love and/or in a relationship, to me. The trinity being the seductress, the best friend and the partner.

The Seductress: You try to be their wildest dreams, fit all their fantasies, entice them, be the one they crave and go looking for, the one they lose control for, with, everytime. You try to become their weakness, like they are for you.

The Best Friend: You try to be the girl they confide in, share their stresses and secrets and vunerabilities too, who's opinion they value, who's advice they ask for and value. You try to care for them in a way that allows them to feel cherished beyond romantic love, you hope they see more value in you than just your sexual or romantic potential, you hope the care goes deeper. You hope they actually like being with you, spending time with you, including, having fun with you.

The Partner: You try to be their ride or die. You put them above all other men, you don't treat any other man the way that you treat him, you treat him better, above all of them because he is your one and only just like you are his; he becomes a priority just like you are to him, and you love only him exclusively, like he does, just you. you try to be their peace, their rock, their safe place. The one that they say they belong to, not in a objective or oppressive way, in a way that confidently exclaims to whoever needs to know, weather they asked or not, to males and females, pointing right at you proudly: "that's my girl right over there". And if your not there? Still drops he has a woman back at home waiting for him proudly and happily. You try to be dedicated, devoted and faithful to them.

Libra is the sign of marraige and love in the zodiac for a reason. We sometimes dedicate ourselves to the point that we fail to see when we are being overlooked sometimes, and even when we do, we tend to allow a lot of mistreatmeant for longer than we really should.

We take on that pain, wonder why we are overlooked. Why aren't we good enough? Am I not beautiful enough? Do I not excite him? Do I not make him feel heard and valued? Appreciated? Wanted? Loved? Does he not feel how he is the only one I want to love? Build with? Doesn't he want just me the same way I want just him?

So we stay, allow a lot more than we should in the hope that maybe they will realise, have an epiphany, and finally see you, and forget all the girls they talk to for superficiality rather than anything genuine or real, or deep. Or everlasting. Like what they say they have with you, but their actions show otherwise and their lack of consistency shows you otherwise.

This song resonates with me because I used to be that girl that was overlooked, even allowing disrespect and mistreatmeant in my naievity, because I hoped, thought, they would change and finally see me.

But what I really learned is that allowing this showed how bad my relationship was with myself, the fact that I didn't see myself high enough to walk away and go towards someone who really did love me. The fact that I didn't love myself enough, to tell myself I deserved better and to go be happy, even if it was on my own for a bit.

I learned that no matter how much you love someone you should never allow them to mistreat you and you don't have to be out of love with someone to leave when love is no longer being served to you.

I learned I don't mind if I have to go it alone, if there is no love. Not that I would like it or want that, but I realised I'm worth more to me than settling for crap and that I refuse to settle for anything less than the love I deserve.

And the love I deserve is equal, deep, genuine, passionate, engaged, consistent, reciprocal, looks you right in the eyes - and really sees you, feels you, listens and values what you have to say, validating, present, fun, sexy, loses control in each other, exclusive, and most of all, is from the heart and soul.

And the beauty is, I'm finally at a point in my life where I will no longer accept or tolerate anything less 💗

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papermonkeyism · 6 years

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Just some rambly musings from today, as I had a bit of an epiphany about my love for fantasy literature, and the way I write my stories.

This is a rather stark generalization, mostly based on my own feelings and how I remember feeling about this stuff years ago, but still.

I love fantasy literature, as a concept anyway. I spent my teen years marathoning through the fantasy shelves of my local library. What started from Harry Potter, continued on to Tolkien and from there on straight into David Eddings, Dragonlance and Forgotten Realms. The latter two were especially big in the teenage me's life (at one point I used to collect the Drizzt books, untill I got fatigued out by nobody ever having any fun and just plain grew out of them). The Icewind Dale trilogy used to be my fave books once upon a time, but boy did it not hold up when I re-read it at a later age.

I guess I learned the tropes and cliches, and now can't unsee them, but I just can't really enjoy those kinds of books anymore. First of all I've never been a fan of the stark black and white good vs evil shtick, specially with the whole pretty people = good, ugly people = evil (hi there! Have you seen the stuff I draw? For the Horde forever), and the concept of physical gods for alignments just irks me to no end.

But now that I think about it, none of these books were written for me. Or people like me. Like, just how they treat their characters.

If you're straight dude, these books tell you "look how awesome you could be in this world! You could do anything and be anything!" but for a woman it's more of a "look how much more life would suck in this world, ain't you glad you live in real world instead?" Or a queer woman? "You don't exist"

(Not all fantasy, of course. I remember having fun reading Dianne Wynne Jones's books, and my heart will always be at home in Discworld. GNU Terry Pratchett)

So much of the fantasy I used to read used to be very male, and extremely straight. I'm neither.

Specially after I discovered f/f fanfics at the tender age of 27 (thank you Korrasami fandom), I find it really hard to go back to not having a place in the worlds I consume. Fantasy could - and should! - be more than men with bulging muscles and killing stuff.

Dunno. I guess I just want more fantasy stories that aren't straight male ones.

Also why I'll be sitting here, agressively drawing and writing cute stuff and adventures and people having fun, out of spite. Also women. So many women...

#shut up paper #...so me drawing female orcs having fun is kind of an antithesis of the fantasy literature of my teen years?

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