#‘I haven't found out where to look up the streams either. Keep trying.

[my-soupy-brain]

I'm thinking about ted after he buys the ring to propose to you and all these moments where he just anxiously holds/plays with the ring in his pocket when your together waiting for the right moment and streaming over it even though he knows you'll say yes 🥰🥺

Oh yes, he would absolutely be so nervous, and excited, but nervous...and then excited again. He'd carry it around a few days for courage, and then he'd save it for the right moment. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Mostly fluff

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Ted Lasso walked down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, whistling a little tune.

He swung by Beard's place to pick him up, Beard waiting with a cup of coffee of course.

"So, did ya get it?" he asks with a grin.

Ted nods. "I sure did, Beardo."

"And?"

"And it's beautiful. The perfect ring for her," Ted answers with a smile.

"Good. So when are you gonna do it?"

Ted tilts his head and thinks. "I haven't decided. Y'know we have that vacation coming up on the beach. Maybe then? Or maybe just at home. I don't know."

"You think she'll say yes?"

Ted stops in his tracks.

"Why'd you ask a thing like that?"

"I dunno, I'm just making sure you're ready, that's all. Don't end up like me and my... [Beard counts on his fingers] three failed proposals."

Ted chuckles, remembering the girls Beard proposed to all those years ago.

"I think I'll be just fine, Beardo. Thanks for askin' though."

He strolls into the Club and takes the ring out of the box while he sits alone in his office for a moment. He looks at it in the light. Imagines how it'll look on your pretty left finger.

Will you cry?

Will you jump into his arms? Oh, he hopes his back is up for that.

Will you say yes right away?

You won't faint, will ya?

"Ted, I have a question for you," Higgins announces as he waltzes into the room, and Ted nearly drops the ring out of his fingers.

"Is that...what I think it is?" Higgins asks, his eyebrows raise and a cheeky smile on his face.

Ted nods. "Yeah, ya found me out there, Higgy Smalls. I'm proposin' to y/n. Haven't decided when."

Higgins approaches and looks at the ring.

"Gorgeous ring. I remember picking up my wife's from the jeweler's. I was so nervous, keeping that on me for so long, like a big secret."

Ted gets a little anxious hearing this. He needs a plan.

...

A few days go by and Ted is still weighing his options. Vacation sounds good, but he doesn't wanna make a scene. You don't like being the center of attention.

He thought about doing it at home, in your flat, but it was more his flat that you just moved in. It didn't feel right either.

He could do it on the pitch, at night, since this is where you met.

"Ted? Did you hear me?" Rebeccca is trying to snap him out of his thoughts.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, boss. Brain somewhere else."

Rebecca smiles. "I think I know where it was. A little birdie told me you're proposing to y/n. Congratulations."

Ted smiles and blushes. "Yeah, I'm so dang lucky finding her. I just...am tryin' to find the right time when."

Rebecca waves him off. "You'll figure it out. She seems down to earth, I would avoid anything too flashy. Rupert did that to me, and it was so uncomfortable with a crowd."

Ted gulps at this. Well, there goes the beach for sure.

"Thanks for the advice, boss," he says, heading out of her office. "I'll see ya tomorrow."

...

At home, the ring sits in the bottom of his khaki pocket. Maybe tonight's the night?

He watches you fix dinner, dancing and swaying as you listen to music. It makes him smile, coming home to this domestic little life with you.

His fingers fumble with the ring in his pocket. It feels like a million pounds. He just wants to put it on that beautiful hand already...

"Ted? Ready to eat?" you ask, snapping him back.

"Yeah, let's eat, darlin'."

"So, we ready for our big vacation next week?" you ask and smile. You've been excited to get away with just the two of you, rather than a team road game.

"Of course, sugar! It'll be wonderful. Nice to just relax with you, nowhere to go, the ocean breeze..."

You both smile and finish your meal, curling up on the couch to watch TV.

"Not tonight," he thinks.

...

Ted makes a few phone calls before the trip. Little things he wants just right for the room.

When you arrive at the hotel, you're swept off your feet with the luxurious accommodations - recommended by Rebecca, of course - and the view of the ocean.

"This will be a beautiful trip, Teddy," you say, roping your arms around him on the balcony, listening to the ocean.

"Yes it will," he answers. "Especially with you."

Read what happens on the rest of the beach vacation...

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THIS WAS SO FUN! I love connecting prompts that weren't related and making them related. This was perfect. And yeah, Ted would be so nervous, and getting all the advice, but not sure what to do. Don't worry, he figures it out. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you #ted lasso reader insert #ted lasso wedding bells ringing

[fadeawaywithyou]

immediate first reviews of the (non-nightcore) Mammalian Sighing Reflex album from Wilbur!

spoilers below if you haven't listened to his album! I really like it! Also, I'm not looking into lyrics online just yet, it's very late and if I do that I won't sleep cause it'll just consume my mind for hours.

-Amazon Standing Lamp: I love the guitar here and I laughed when it took me about 5 seconds to realize the higher voice isn't a woman, but actually Wilbur Soot singing alongside himself. He's sampling something at the end I don't know.

-Mine/Yours: The lyrics about kissing like a job and tongue and teeth *mwah* and the last line ohhhhhhh boy. The beat reminds me of a beating heart.

-Around the Pomegranate: the instrumental at 30 seconds in is SO GOOD the beat with the distorted voice is so fun. i can make out the lines "no one else can save you" and "nowhere you [can?] return to". This whole song is very fun despite the lyrics and meaning. It's just a very experimental. I like when the music gets very loud. Speaking of the lyrics the ending where Wilbur says he wants to feel normal again is just...I'm gonna go lay on the floor.

-I Don't Think It Will Ever End: Again with the experimental music! It kinda immediately reminds me of that part in Bo Burnham's Inside, the song "All Eyes On Me" where he has a mid-song monologue. It is very interesting in a meta-sense due to the comparison I can't help but make between this and Wilbur's streams. Where he's got a "chat" or audience responding to him in a cheery voice no matter what he says.

-Glass Chalet: I like the scratchy feeling in the instrumental. He's throwing stones in a Glass Chalet, which according to google is like a fancy type of cabin found in the mountains (the alps, specifically?). Also, I love the sampling he's doing with the talking at the end.

-Melatonin 130: I like the distorted voice at the end. He's really experimenting with this album and I'll keep saying it because I love it! I love the ending lyrics about everyone hoping you fail and the apes with coloring books, I think he said?

-Oh Distant You: The music takes up most of this song, instead of the lyrics, but what is sung is very nice.

-Eulogy: One of the lyrics hits very close to home. Not in a good way, but not in a bad way either. I guess it'll depend on the day I listen to the song. It's a good song. I like it a lot.

-Dropshipped Cat Shirt: The distortion kinda reminds me of those hyperpop songs that went viral on tiktok back in 2020 and it's very new to hear it used in this way with these lyrics and the general tone of the music. The last line! God, what is it with this album and the final couple of lines that hit me upside the head? I just need someone to tell me I'm tired???? God DAMN. shit...

-The Median: Very good. I like these shorter songs in between full-length songs. It's just a minute long but I really like it.

-Trying Not To Think About It: The lines about romance and marriage...man that's relatable. this is probably gonna be my favorite song. And then the rest of the song just.../pos but ooooooof

-10 Week Rule: It's a good song. Was NOT expecting that line in the chorus, which I'll let people reading this find out themselves.

Overall, this is an excellent album! I really love it and I will be listening to it constantly. This gives me the same feelings that YCGMA gave me, while still staying very distinct. It's not more POLISHED than ycgma, but it's clearly made with Wilbur's more improved skills in music making. (there is a word for this i can't remember rn)

I'm gonna commit to picking a favorite song after a couple more listens, but so far I really like Trying Not To Think About It and Around the Promegrante. This is a very creative album and I'm glad he's experimenting here. This doesn't sound like Lovejoy, and I'm super happy. It's unique, it's fun, and it's sad!

#thesearemyposts #wilbur soot #mammalian sighing reflex #wilbur soot music #wilbur music #amazon standing lamp #mine/yours #around the pomegranate #i don't think it will ever end #glass chalet #melatonin 130 #oh distant you #eulogy #dropshipped cat shirt #the median #10 week rule #sorry wanted to tag all the songs

[knickynoo]

Okay, so, I've made a handful of Family Ties posts in the past examining some of my favorite Alex and Elyse scenes, but there's one between Alex and Steven that I've always wanted to write about. It's such a good scene—so well acted and so in line with the relationship that Steven and Alex have with each other.

I haven't done a post breaking down a scene (from either FT or BTTF) in a while, and the itch to take a look at this particular scene struck me today. Will put under a read more on account of I'm sure it'll end up being kind of lengthy.

The Steven and Alex dynamic. Great, right? My favorite father and son duo in all of TV.

They're so different from each other! Opposites in many aspects. Yet, at the same time, they share a ton of similarities. When you really look at who Steven is, the things that make him tic, his quirks, etc., you realize that someone like Alex didn't come out of nowhere. See the post all about that, here.

They have a lot more in common than it appears, but one area where there's a very clear difference is the way they process and express emotions. If you know the show well, you know what I'm talking about. If you don't (because I do have several people who read my FT posts but have never seen an episode, hehehe) it basically boils down to this: Steven is super open about his emotions and expresses them in "big" ways. When he feels something, he can't hold it back, and he feels it all very intensely.

Alex, on the other hand, has a near-constant wall up that prevents his emotions from escaping. He feels deeply as well; it's just that he has no clue what to do with them most of the time and is afraid to really let himself feel them. The Keatons know this. They have an unspoken understanding that every so often, things are going to temporarily grind to a halt because Alex is spiraling and someone needs to help him sort his life out. Normal day.

One of the BEST examples of this is a flashback scene between Alex and Steven from the "Heartstrings" three-parter. A huge chunk of Alex's plot deals with him struggling to process a very serious situation surrounding the family. He's terrified but can't properly express it, so it comes out in a way that makes him seem uncaring and self-centered. The flashback is inserted there to remind us of a few things: 1. Alex does feel things 2. He needs help to get there 3. He loves his father, and Steven knows exactly what to do to help Alex in these moments

To set the scene: the flashback begins with Alex and Steven on the couch, watching TV together. They're having a great time. Steven gets a phone call and leaves the room, and when he returns, his demeanor has totally shifted. Alex asks what's wrong, and Steven tells him what happened. Steven's just found out his father has died. Right away, Alex goes straight to shoving the emotions away and trying to rationalize it all in his head. Talking and looking at it logically is his immediate coping method.

And you can see. You can see that Alex is teetering. His breathing is heavy, and his voice is shaky, but he keeps going—unable to do anything other than try to talk himself out of the emotions that are trying to take root.

"I mean, he worked hard. Did the work of two men—three men. And yet, he was with you, you know? Every step of the way, guiding you until you were ready to go out into the world and start your own family, which you did. But time, as we know, marches on—"

He is babbling. Spewing a hurried, frantic stream of words until Steven interrupts him with a soft, "Alex. Stop." But Alex KEEPS GOING. And Steven is just sitting there, watching his son jump through all these hoops to keep from actually emotionally processing the situation. Keep in mind that Steven himself is reeling from this information, but he immediately sets it aside to focus his attention on Alex instead.

"Not to mention the house," Alex continues, "which, if my sense of the Buffalo real estate market is accurate—and, you know, I have no reason to believe that it's not—"

Yes, Alex pivots right to what he knows: numbers, market information, and facts. Alex himself mentions in a past episode that these things comfort him. It's concrete information that he can rely on without the mess of emotions or complicated relationships with others.

And it's one thing for people to have different ways of coping with tragedy. People deal with things in unique ways, which is fine. The difference here is that Steven knows that unless he intervenes, it's unlikely that Alex will ever reach the point of being able to process this loss on his own. He's going to bury it and pretend it didn't happen (or that it doesn't impact him), and that's not healthy. Steven tries again to reach him.

And it's at this point that Steven takes an interesting approach to handling this. If Alex isn't going to give himself permission to feel his feelings, Steven is going to push him until he has no choice to. Might seem to be an odd method—maybe even a little mean to force your kid to break—but it's important to remember that Steven knows Alex inside and out. He knows Alex will put this neatly into a box in his mind, hide it away, and pretend he isn't hurting. And it'll either turn into a painful memory that he simply never deals with, or it'll eat away at him until he runs the risk of reaching the point of meltdown, a la "A, My Name is Alex."

Alex needs to cry, and Steven needs to get him to the point where he can do it. But Steven's going to bring him there in his usual gentle, loving way.

"Alex, my father died," he says. "Your grandfather."

Alex knows this, of course. But Steven is drilling it in. Trying to shove aside the talk of insurance settlements and the housing market and focus on the reality of it all. We flip back to Alex, who is quite literally trembling with the effort of trying to keep those walls up.

Steven goes on, his own voice breaking with emotion, "You can cry. We love him very much. You can grieve."

This moment! Alex's response says so much, and it's another one of those "THIS SHOW! MJF'S ACTING!" moments. He's still fighting it, but not quite as strongly. He leans back into his father's embrace, moving from where he was previously perched on the edge of the couch, trying to "distance himself" as much as possible from facing Steven. He takes a breath finally.

"Your grandpa died; you can cry," Steven tells him, to which Alex reacts in another poignant way.

There's the briefest flash of eye contact, something Alex has not done since before he was told about his grandfather's passing. Soon after the information was delivered, he moved to the edge of the couch, gaze straight ahead, rocking himself ever so slightly as he went through his rambling. He has not turned to look at his father once during this whole thing until this point, and this little exchange has meaning. Alex is checking in—making sure it's okay. He sees the emotion on Steven's own face and really absorbs that he's safe, and he can cry. And he does.

The flashback ends with their embrace, and we return to present-day Alex as he continues to deal with the new, serious situation that's befallen him and the family. (I won't get into that, but the Heartstrings episodes are phenomenal)

It's a very well-done scene and a relatively short one! But it does so much to encapsulate the relationship that Steven and Alex have. There's really such a good balance to this show, because these two can get so silly at times. Lots of fun, light-hearted and ridiculous scenes between them. However, they're interspersed with more serious moments like this. You get a really nice look at the type of man Steven is—someone with a quiet sort of strength, who consistently puts his family before himself and loves his son fiercely. (Steven even tells Alex in the very first episode that there are no other fathers who love their sons as much as he loves Alex. I mean, COME ON. This guy is a gem.)

When it comes down to it, I just really like that this show gave us a character like Alex, who we see struggle so much in the area of emotional connection, and then gave him someone as kind and attentive as Steven to help guide him and love him through everything.

#family ties #alex p keaton #apk #steven keaton #i had to leave it out for the sake of not doubling the length of this post but like. #this scene can absolutely be viewed through the ''Alex is autistic'' headcanon lens #a lot here can be added to that very large pile #Steven Keaton: best TV dad

[copperbadge]

Hi Sam! I’m a few years younger than you, and like you (iirc) I struggled with a good deal of depression in my 20s. In the decade+ since then I’ve always just thought of my inability to do tasks and frequent lack of motivation as like a “background depression” kind of thing. I didn’t have any of the depressed feelings, but I’ve always just associated that kind of mental fatigue with being depressed.

In the past couple of years I’ve really started wondering more about adhd as I’ve seen more people talking about it and found myself identifying with a lot of it. I’ve thought about getting evaluated, but I always just keep coming back to writing it off due to my history of depression and keep thinking a doctor would probably do the same. So I was just wondering if that’s come up at all for you, either in your evaluation process or getting medicated or anything. This whole process has been really interesting and enlightening to read about, so thanks for all the partying you’ve done!

It actually did come up, because here's the thing: ADHD is apparently frequently misdiagnosed as depression. Particularly in women, who have lower ADHD diagnoses overall (for primarily sexist rather than biological reasons) but not uncommonly in men, as well.

They share a lot of traits: depression causes lethargy (lack of executive function), and you can feel numb (depression can manifest as numbness rather than sadness) because your brain is trying to shut out the constant stream of inputs you're receiving that you either can't sort or are sorting too efficiently. If you "act weird" socially because you're wired a bit different, that can lead to isolation, and if you “can't seem to get your shit together” because of your disability, that can also lead to low-self worth, and both of these things cause depression.

I think we sometimes forget that depression can exist as a result of actually being sad about something, not just as a condition on its own. You can Have Depression for no reason but you can also Have Reasons To Be Depressed.

So especially if you haven't been extensively treated for depression -- I've never been medicated for it and left therapy (voluntarily) at eighteen -- but even if you have, whoever is diagnosing you for ADHD may see your depression as evidence of ADHD. And honestly, any specialist that automatically rules out ADHD or Autism because of a diagnosis of depression is not a specialist you should be trusting. Maybe you don't have ADHD, but it shouldn't be ruled out just because you have a diagnosis of depression.

I don't know if I ever actually had the depression I was diagnosed with. Maybe I did! Maybe I do! What I know is that there came a point where I felt like I kinda had life figured out, I was looking after myself and holding down a good job and doing okay socially -- and that’s the point at which I stopped having severe depressive episodes. The episodes I did have became progressively milder. Even when I was really, really struggling in early 2022, I didn’t feel depressed. I was just not doing very well and aware that something was really wrong with me.

And that too stopped the week I started taking Adderall. 

My standard dose is 10mg per day, sometimes 20 if it's a long work day, and even on that relatively low dose my to do list is the shortest it's been in years, my home is cleaner than it’s been since I moved in, and I'm doing better at work than I have in about six months. I don’t know what the long-term effects will be, since my depressive episodes were down to maybe twice a year if that and I’ve only been on the drug for two months, but even if they do come back I’m radically more prepared for them now. 

So I’d say talk to a psychiatrist who specializes in adult ADHD and/or diagnosis of neurodiversity, and if they rule you out automatically due to depression, talk to a different psychiatrist. I’m not saying shop around until you get a diagnosis, just talk to someone who’s not willing to automatically say no. Good luck, however it turns out -- depression is a real thing too, and should have compassionate and effective treatment, so even if you don’t have ADHD it’s good to know what your options for depression are.  

#sam has adhd #adhd #depression #neurodiversity

[angellongtail]

Demon King LMK AU pt.2

funky brain moment brings more rambles do enjoyy! This time just gonna generally share funky Traffic Light Trio things, and by that I mean info on all three of em in the least chaotic way that I can manage. Also here's a drawing of the DK!TLT. Also also, I will try to use multiple pronouns for Red Son.

Everything is under the cut as usual!

Even after they got the mallet out, and promptly got it taken from her because of MK, for a whole year it struggled to come up with good enough plans specifically because she deprived thineself of sleep or breaks long enough. So eventually once season one's conflict is over, she promptly passes out and takes a whole month break.

MK! He/They

Mei: She/They/Xey

Red Son: He/She/They/It/Thy (in world, her primary pronouns change consistently, depending on the day, genderfluid Red Son ftw)

When Red Son was trying to take Jay's mallet out of the ground, no matter how hard he tries to pull it out with just gauntlet, he just can’t. So she pulls out much more power than they should have and suddenly gains a pair of horns, bull ears, a tail, and it's legs changed to make him walk on hooves, which is to say she is an unguligrade now. Eventually, they finally get it out, completely exhausted, and with a new look to boot. Nearly falling on thine butt once it finally got the damned mallet out, but he managed to keep his balance and he powered through it enough to jump off the little hill to walk over to thou mom Princess Iron Fan. She still has a sort of connection or link to the Samadhi Fire, one could say there's a small amount of unwieldable destructive fire within him, it's a very small amount within their body but it’s there.

MK, Red Son and Mei are all Youtubers/Streamers of sorts before, during and after everything goes down, they're all respectively pretty popular and they get bigger as time goes on and they all start collaborating.

MK handles artwork and vlogging, he does commissions and videos of packing up people's poster/sticker orders! He mainly does the artwork of Demon King merch but eventually does their own merch for his more heroic identity as the Daemon Kid! He does vlogs updating his fans about what they've been up to! Whether that be about his training or day-to-day civilian things! There were the early days when he was a kid that they'd infodump about the Journey to the West that Jay went through… he has since privated those videos because they feel slightly embarrassed about how poor the audio quality, editing, and thumbnails were, also the videos showed him before they're transition so he doesn't feel comfortable un-privating them… Eventually though, he might actually redo those videos, especially since they have much more information to talk about! He also streams, mainly for their viewers to body double for him so they can get things done! Either around his house or when they do deliveries! There are occasions where he does collab videos with Mei and/or Red Son, they all mostly game together but can be seen doing other things! Jay sometimes sponsors MK's videos even before MK gets the giant mallet.

Mei is pretty famous all over the internet, she’s constantly found taking selfies and doing live streams no matter the weather! Their videos can be anything ranging from lore videos about xir family's history or the ancient artifacts in her house, to working on their motorcycle! xey have a lot of areas of expertise! She is also the occasional V-Tuber when they don't feel like showing xir face. People love it when she does gaming videos, it's mostly because they collab with xir friends or is just genuinely playing games that she wants to! Their viewers always match xir energy, especially on live streams! She goes a funny type of feral when someone says they haven't taken care of themselves yet, and they always help motivate people into taking care of themselves! Xey also always makes shoutouts to MK and Red Sons channels even when she isn't collabing with them, They also advertise MK’s patreon when xey can.

Red Son’s channel, in the beginning, is mostly doing his evil thing, making tech, monologuing about some of her makeshift evil plans, and all of that. Though slowly as their redemption arc comes in, they hang around MK and Mei, and he starts going to therapy with their parents (forced really because of his mom). It does do some other things, ancient lore videos, gaming/movie critics and generally loosening up a little bit. Thou also secretly loves doing collab videos, especially when it comes to Mei, she’ll never admit that though… They also do cooking videos and although the super spicy barbeque videos are specifically designed for demons, he’ll try her best to make Spicy Barbeque for mortals. Mei and/or MK will taste-test anything Red Son makes, it's particularly funny to the viewers to see MK’s over-the-top reactions. Sometimes Red Son and Mei taste-test some spicy candies or foods just for the comedic value. Eventually, Mei and MK both get used to the spice levels as they taste-taste more spicy foods, although it isn't a constant thing they eat so it's more of a slow progression.

There are times during GTA like games that makes Red Son wonder how MK and Mei are heroes considering they both somehow manage to get the highest level of stars as possible in the shortest amount of time. Safe to say the gaming sessions can be quite funny and chaotic when they're all just spending time together.

Mei is more of a conductor of the Samadhi Fire in this world, She was a temporary host of the Samadhi Fire but even then Mei gains more Dragon features to adorn their body; tail, horns, claws, and sharp teeth. Since the Samadhi fire has the ability to destroy the universe, its power brings out her dragon features, and xir dragon powers/abilities. Before the Samadhi Fire, she’d usually summon a hologram dragon, but since they couldn't shape-shift before the Samadhi Fire. Since xey had more mortal blood in her body compared to her great great 1000 times great grandpa, Ao-Lie. Her powers would compensate for the lack of shape-shifting by releasing from their body and forming the giant holo-dragon. Xir dragon features while temporarily wielding the Samadhi Fire brought forth more of her celestial dragon blood. Also when the fire surrounded their body, her skin was temporarily covered in heat-resistant scales to protect their body from the very destructive heat.

MK as a kid always bragged about having two of the best dads in the world, and was very excited about learning things from them both, especially the legends of the great Demon King, and always asks Tang for stories and facts. They were even excited to take up the noodle shop when he gets older, and even drew up plans and troubleshooted them to Tang and Pigsy.

Mei and MK as teens snuck out a whole bunch to be classic rebellious teens. Tang has definitely said something along the lines of “they remind me of myself when I was their age” and he’d be very fond of them both, teaching them how to pick locks, and get out of handcuffs and he eventually teaches Mei how to hack things.

#angel rambles #lmk demon king au #lmk au #lego monkie kid demon king au #lego monkie kid au #lmk traffic light trio #lego monkie kid traffic light trio #demon king au rambles #lego monkie kid

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

What are some Spanish shows you would recommend to someone wanting to learn more Spanish through shows? Preferably shows that where they’re streamed at have a subtitles option

(Same anon, meant to include movies as well but forgot before sending)

Hello anon!! Let's see:

Shows:

I am currently watching El Ministerio del Tiempo (The Ministry of Time), it's a great show to not only learn about the language but also about the history of Spain as the show is about these time travelers trying to mantain history untouched, it's pretty neat! I've done some googling and it used to be on Netflix, but I don't think it is anymore. I've seen there's some English subtitles you can download, but I don't know how you can integrate that into the original video. Here is a post about someone using like a plugin to see the subs directly through the RTVE Play page (where it's still available) so maybe try there.

I just spent fifteen minutes looking for Spanish shows that have easy access to English subtitles but I haven't found any (at least of the ones I like), so I think they might be a bit tricky to find; I'll recommend them to you nevertheless in case you manage to get a hold on them.

The quintessential Spanish TV shows are imo Los Serrano (The Serrano Family) and Aquí No Hay Quién Viva (Nobody Can Live Here); they both have very simple premises and are just lighthearted sitcoms (Los Serrano is more narrative while Aquí No Hay Quién Viva is more similar to The Office). The latter is probably the most iconic one of the two, it is quoted daily and it is really good, while the former just exemplifies the 00s in Spain (keep in mind the shows are form the 00s so some of the plots might have not aged so well).

Paquita Salas is a modern classic, this one is definitely inspired by shows like The Office and it's also incredibly iconic, memeable and quotable. Anyways, it's about this washed up talent manager and her agency, and it has tons of cameos from famous Spanish people, it's very fun. It is on Netflix but I do not know if it has English subs (I think it does tho. Maybe? There's a possibility that's for sure). Also the seasons are like 6 episodes each so it's very easy to watch.

Skam España :) It had to be here :) And I know it has English subs cause I helped translating it lol. It's basically the Spanish remake of Skam, it's very good and I really recommend it. From season 2 onwards you can watch it completely in Youtube (just search for skam españa season x in the search box and you should be fine), or you can go to the best place in the universe, where you can find all episodes in true skam fashion :)

I am kinda embarrassed cause I haven't watched many Spanish shows so I cannot really speak for myself, but here goes a list of shows that I've heard are pretty good and where you can find them (maybe subbed!): Las Chicas del Cable (Netflix), Sky Rojo (Netflix), Merlí (Amazon Prime), Vis a Vis (Netflix), Veneno (Netflix), and El Internado (Netflix).

Movies:

I have watched even less Spanish movies so yeah. But I can still recommend some let's see

La Llamada (The Call, in English is called Holy Camp! for some reason) is the only Spanish musical I respect, I've seen both the movie and the original musical and I love them both so much, the movie is great (with the original actors of the stage production) and yeah I couldn't recommend it enought. It basically is about these teen girls who are at bible camp and one of them starts dreaming about God. It sounds boring now that I think about it but it's not I can assure you. It isn't really religious either don't worry. It used to be on Netflix but I don't think it is there still, I'm sorry :(

This one's a bit controversial but I'm putting it here cause it really shows the contrast between different regions in Spain; Ocho Apellidos Vascos (Eight Basque Surnames, once again, the English name for this movie is Spanish Affair for some reason???). Anyways, this one was a revolution when it came out, I don't know how many times I watched it in the span of like 2 months, it was a lot. The actors are all great, the story is pretty solid and it's generally funny I think (albeit maybe perpetuating certain stereotypes). It is a very simple premise; guy meets girl, guy falls in love with said girl and follows her from Sevilla to Euskadi. On Google it says it's on Netflix, Amazon Prime and HBO so... yeah.

The most beloved Spanish filmmaker is Pedro Almodóvar, and his movies are classics (that I have yet to see). Mujeres al Borde de un Ataque de Nervios (Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown) and Volver (Return) are probably his best works, and I really recommend them! They are both available on Netflix :)

Last week I watched another really famous Spanish movie from a director who passed away earlier this month, ¡Ay Carmela!, a movie about this troupe of itinerant artists during the Civil War that really shows how both sides of the war were. It's on HBO Max.

As with shows, here are some rapid-fire Spanish movies I've heard are pretty good: Los Santos Inocentes (Amazon Prime), Bienvenido, Mister Marshall (HBO Max), El Laberinto del Fauno (HBO Max and Disney Plus), Celda 211 (Netflix and HBO Max), La Lengua de las Mariposas (Amazon Prime), Mar Adentro (HBO Max), and Amanece Que No es Poco (HBO Max and Amazon Prime). I have actually watched the three last ones lol, I just didn't remember them.

Hope these recommendations serve you well, and please let me know if you watch any :)

#ask #mar adentro could ruin your life btw be careful #i had to watch it in high school so i had no escape. and oh my god. #also i regret to inform y'all los serrano is no longer available on youtube #soldado caído :( #and i know i have to watch almodovar's movies. last weekend we were gonna watch volver but then my dad remembered ay carmela #and one day a few weeks ago i went out with some friends and when i came back they were like 'we just watched mujeres al borde de un ataque #de nervios :)' #and i was like WHAT #anyways i have to watch it by my own someday #i added this post to my masterpost!! in case anyone wants to look for it later!!!

[rmhashauthor]

"Pet", fiction in 4 parts - Part 2

Part 1 can be found here

When Kira came out of the shower-room, dressed in a deeply green sheath that set the gold and copper in her eyes aflame, Taun had to swallow his heart back down into his chest in order to continue setting up the dinner he'd prepared for her. His heart leaped again when he heard her small gasp of astonishment, and he held out a cup of mid-grade liquor he'd prepared for when she appeared. Her eyes, wide and beautifully expressive, took in the sight of various roots, talks, leaves and seeds arranged on plain steel plates and garnished with the few flowers he could spare, and rose to his with amazement as she took the drink. “Did you...?”

“Ah, yeah...” He had to control his eyes, trying not to focus too hard on the shape of her body under that clingy green fabric. “Is it too much?”

“It's...” Kira searched for the word. “It's incredible – you grew all this?”

Taun nodded. “Mm-hmm, I've gutted and refitted this ship and turned it into a mobile farm, basically. It keeps my food cost down and passes the time.” He didn't mention the secure rooms where he grew hallucinogenic herbs, fungus and algae just yet – he'd tell her about that particular income stream later.

“I haven't had fruit in probably six or seven years,” Kira breathed, staring greedily at a small cluster of bright yellow berries. “I don't even know what half of it is.” Her eyes sparkled, though, and she looked hungry enough to demolish it all. Taun wondered if she'd ever look at him in the same way. Don't get ahead of yourself. Instead, he invited her to sit on the mat he'd laid out on the floor – his only table was currently holding up a pallet of seedlings in the greenhouse. He watched her kneel, green fabric rippling around her legs as she reached for a cushion to sit on. Settling in, Kira took a drink and raised her eyes to the ceiling in bliss. “Oh my god... Don't tell me you do this all the time?”

Taun shook his head, grinning and lowering himself to sit. “I wish. I'll be honest, if you decide to stay we'll be eating leftovers for a while, then it'll be mostly protein bars and greens.” Taun found himself hoping she would stay.

“Sounds like paradise.” Kira took another sip and set her cup down. “It's still better than the colony, did you hear the part where I said I haven't had fruit in years?”

“I did. I don't always have fruit, either – the plants need to rest between crops, but I keep plenty of preserved stuff on hand. You won't go hungry unless something really bad happens, and even then it'll be a while before I run out.”

“Good to know. Can I...?” Kira gestured towards the food.

“Help yourself, I did this for you.”

She smiled. “Trying to win me over?”

Taun shrugged. “It gets lonely and cold out there, and my setup gets bigger every year, I could use the extra hands.”

“So it's not just about sex, then?” Kira picked an arrangement of fresh fruit and prepared vegetables, selecting pieces carefully. Taun paid attention to the pieces she picked and how quickly – they would be things she was familiar with or appealed the most to her. “When I read the notice, I kind of got the impression that being a pet is more like an arranged marriage than anything else.”

“It can mean a lot of things, depending on who's making the rules. That's what this is for, a chance to talk it over and see if we're looking for the same thing or if we can compromise. What led you to respond, if I may ask? It's... not common for humans to be interested in these things.”

“Can I be honest?” She popped a piece of fruit in her mouth, her tongue pink.

“I'd prefer it.”

Kira took a moment to chew before she answered. “I'm over thirty, I'm not married, and I don't want kids. These colonies tend to be on the conservative side, so if you're at least two of those things people start asking a lot of questions and getting into your business. There aren't many single women out here, so the guys can get annoying real fast – and pushy.”

Taun had to willfully settle his hackles. Already the thought of other men harassing this beautiful, obviously intelligent and amazingly bold woman had him feeling... fighty. Still, she was choosing a relationship that largely centered around sex over settling down, raising a family, being among her own people... “From what I understand, Rock 22 isn't a popular colony.”

“Nope, it's a mining colony, so the work is hard and supplies are expensive. And it's just a rock, there's nothing nice to look at or anywhere to go where you can forget what it's like being underground.” Kira raised her eyes again, this time to the profusion of greenery around and above. Some of the vines had become enmeshed with the wiring, and trails of leaves wound around the support frames Taun had left intact when he cut out bulkheads. Suddenly her eyes widened. “Is that a flower?”

Taun looked where she stared. In one of the supporting beams, in a hole he'd stuffed with moss and growing medium, a tiny white and yellow blossom had begun to unfold like a hand revealing a tiny, precious jewel. He smiled. “Drassian teaflower, one of my favorites. It just started doing that today.”

“All by itself?” Kira shot him a teasing glance, “I figured with you trying to make a good impression and all that...”

“Hey now, if you know how to make flowers bloom on command I may not let you leave.” Taun caught the flash of a grin. “It's just luck, and patience. And a lot more trial-and-error than I care to admit.”

“Isn't that everything?” Kira pulled her attention back from the plants and redirected it between him and the food. Despite not having fruit for years she ate with controlled but obviously sincere pleasure. Taun hoped she approached more than food in the same manner. He was more than content to just watch her, let her enjoy the meal uninterrupted while he enjoyed the view. The dress, probably home-made from whatever material she could scavenge or barter for, hugged her body from chest to hips before widening slightly, and the body under it was no disappointment – already he was imagining what she would feel like against his hands, his pelt, his mouth... Obviously Kira understood what a Leagan expected from his pet, and she must have chosen this outfit to show off what she had to offer in that respect. Sitting on the floor with her legs curled to the side, her hips and thighs strained the green cloth and Taun thought he could see the outline of a little roll in the crease between them. He bit his cheek in anticipation. “So, what about you? How does a guy with a mobile farm not already have a woman and a handful of kids?”

Taun scratched his head, fluffing his crest. “Like a lot of Leagans, I served time in the defense corps. Engineering, mostly. By the time I got out, most of the women were already settled and I guess I missed the window.” The immediate downcast of her eyes told him Kira knew about the fight against the Arakan, and the horrific attack on the Leagan genesis planet. “I guess you know about h'Leaga, then.”

Kira nodded soberly “News travels faster than supplies. I'm... I'm sorry, Taun.”

“Not your fault. We'll spring back in a generation or two, and I donate what I can.” Taun grinned at that. For all he knew there might be a hundred or so Leagan kids with his coloring, born from his 'donations' to gene banks over the years. He shook off the grief and had a drink. “Besides, raising children never really appealed to me either. I like doing what I do, trading and transporting and living my life. It's honest work... mostly.”

“Mostly?” That got her attention. “What does that mean?” Though she asked, a sly smile teased the corner of her mouth. Taun liked that.

“Well, I guess I should ask how you feel about... moving the occasional contraband cargo. Most of what I do is legit, but I don't see why I should pass up the opportunity to make a little extra untraceable funds now and then.”

Kira's eyes sparkled and she chuckled. “I should've guessed – you come all the way out here not because you want to provide us poor mining folk with fresh food, but because the authorities don't come out this far unless it's a big deal. You lure people in with oranges and berries, then you sell them... Let me guess, naash? Redthorn? Ayahuasca?”

“And cannabis, mushrooms, pills, all the good stuff. Not to mention poisons and rare plants for edgy collectors. Is that going to be a problem?”

“Hell no, fuck the police.” Kira grinned, giggling. “There's nothing else to do out here except work, let people have some fun.”

Taun breathed an internal sigh of relief. “Do you partake?”

“Not on the first date. Better safe than sorry, yeah?”

“No pressure. I can show you the grow-rooms if you're interested–“

“Plenty of time for that later. Right now, I'm curious about how long it's going to take before you finally crack.”

Taun blinked. “Hmm?”

Kira indicated the food. “You've barely touched anything, and the whole time I've been here you keep eating me with your eyes. Not that I mind, but it's pretty obvious you like me. And I like you, so we don't need to play games. I want off this rock, and playing pet for a guy who seems like he knows what he's doing is a hell of a lot better than rotting in a mineral mine with drunks and convicts pawing at me all the time.”

Taun blinked some more. She did seem eager to get away, but she was treading carefully. She made no unreasonable demands and seemed to accept what she was getting into. There was no legal tape, no binding contract – if things didn't pan out, he could always drop her off at another colony and start over – but for the most part she seemed willing. Her disdain for authority didn't hurt either. “What's the difference between getting pawed at by a convict and getting pawed at by me? I'm just curious.”

Kira rolled her eyes and sipped at her drink. “There's not a woman on the rock who hasn't been grabbed, rubbed on or slapped on the ass by some soggy prick who thinks he's being cute. Since I came here, though, you've been nothing but manners – I could've walked out of that shower buck-naked and you would've just stood there. I can tell already by how you act and talk that you won't do anything to me unless I say I'm good with it, and I like to think I'm a pretty good judge of character.”

Stunned, Taun could do little more than have another taste of his drink. It was true – she'd been giving him cues and openings all evening, from the moment she walked in, and he hadn't acted on any of them. She hadn't explicitly said he should, though her eyes feasted just as much as his. Hell, she'd touched him without asking, something Taun wouldn't have dared with any woman. Leagan women had claws too, and you could always tell a stupid male by the scars. “Well, you're right about a few things – I don't touch anything that doesn't belong to me, and I was raised by parents who didn't want me to lose an eye, so I'd agree with you on my character. And you don't seem to mind my odd jobs, which is good because I'm not giving those up – the money's just too good. As far as cracking goes...” He ran his eyes over her again, taking his time and making sure she saw. “Let's just say I'm made of sterner stuff.”

A slow smile spread from Kira's lips to her eyes. “The 'stuff' is what I'm interested in. I've met Leagans before, but I never had the chance to get really close to one... Do you know what a cat is?”

“Those little fluffy creatures that eat vermin? Yes, they're all the rage on some of the Leagan colonies at the moment.”

“Hmm.” She studied him for a moment, visibly working through a thought. It looked serious. “Would it be racist of me if I said you remind me of them?”

Taun laughed. Gods, I like her! She was so forthright, so clever and humorous, she cut through the bullshit and said exactly what she wanted to say, in such a way that he just couldn't be offended. “Maybe a little? But I don't mind, they're fine animals. Unless you're suggesting I eat vermin?”

“No, not at all.” Her smile returned and Kira looked relieved. “But... I kinda would like to pet you, if that's okay.”

The thrill that coursed through Taun's body was rapturous. He closed his eyes so she wouldn't see them roll back in his head, anticipatory pleasure briefly overwhelming his senses. To feel her smooth, brown fingers combing through his pelt, ruffling the coarse hairs on the back of his neck leading up to his crest, stroking his ears, chest and belly before moving lower... Taun gathered his courage and opened his eyes. “Only if I get to pet you, too.”

Part 3

#writeblr #creative writing #writers on tumblr #scifi romance #authors #fiction #romance #author #alien x human #alien romance #monster fucking #dom/sub #pleasure dom #dreck #no idea where this came from #but i went with it #human pet #minors look away #consent #sex positivity #i'm not used to this #please be nice

[tranquilpetrichor]

stream of consciousness

synopsis: where daeyeol gathers himself and spends some time in your mind.

cast: golden child daeyeol x reader

genre: angst, magical realism

wc: 783

warnings: mentions of bad family circumstances, death, very philosophical, existential

a/n: oh god this is so rusty help but the idea for this sorta popped in my head one day? and i haven't written for golcha for a while but liked the idea of characterizing daeyeol as someone's who's learned a lot but is also tired so enjoy.

relax. you've done this a million times. nothing to worry about.

at the edge of the chaos, lee daeyeol plunged his hands into the rushing stream.

the sensation he felt was cold and unforgiving, but necessary for his next task, for the stream itself was really a stream of consciousness. here, he could sift through one's thoughts, desires and dreams that all coalesced.

all he had to do was touch the surface of the water, and just like that, it began to reveal more of its depth, ebbing and flowing up ahead.

he supposed one could refer to this river of yours as a soul, as that stream of consciousness was synonymous with your mind. humans were nothing more than a mind with a body, anyways.

daeyeol waded into the turbulent water, knowing that his purpose was to look into your memories, try and piece together the mystery of you, and help another lost soul along the journey of life.

you needed something, but he wouldn't know what it was until he could understand you.

that damned thing called empathy persuaded him to take the route of kindness. one might call him a guardian angel, but he'd laugh bitterly.

he was no angel.

but not a devil either, he thought with a shrug. simply, daeyeol.

usually people weren’t aware of his presence at their river. he was everywhere and yet nowhere to be found, and that’s how he preferred it anyways.

of course, it’s not as if he was trying to be invasive, but the nature of sifting through people’s souls obviously involved digging into their personal lives, so daeyeol had learned to take the quietest path into the depths of their mind.

and he really tried not get too attached to those he's helped. it didn't always work, but it's a good principle (if such a thing even existed) to go by when dead and watching others live out their lives.

he walked further along your river, viewing thoughts flowing beside him, now at a slower pace than before, but permeating nonetheless.

not good enough.

i must do better.

i'm falling asleep.

this is hell.

it’s all hell to me.

there were flashes of memories: loud alarms, grades that were perfect, grades that were almost-perfect, open tabs on the internet, early morning drives, your current gpa, and notes on sheet music that blurred and eventually faded into blackness.

dreams? well, let's just say yours were hidden, secondary to your endless supply of thoughts. there were people in this world that didn't have the luxury for dreams, and let themselves drift to follow whatever path would please those around them.

you've accepted your struggles, daeyeol can deduce that much. everything coming from you felt resigned, almost eerily calm—as if you were firmly in the eye of the storm that was life.

contemplating his next motion, he decided to dip his hand in the water. a longer memory played out for him on a shimmering surface.

quietly, he watched your mom (that’s what he’s been told, but maybe she really shouldn’t have been a parent), yell at you. two of your siblings ran past.

"y/n. you should know that slacking off is unacceptable! i didn't send you off to a private school just so you could fool around with your friends. you have to be responsible.”

(daeyeol was sure hanging out with people wasn't all you did, there were also the honors courses and band and your tutoring job on top of that. and you still managed to keep a good gpa.

there weren’t enough hours in the day to do all of this. slacking off, his ass.)

you closed your eyes and maintained an impassive look on your face. he could understand why.

now honestly, between romance, illness, and the mundane moments of everyday life, he’s seen it all and as a result, wasn’t surprised anymore by memories that would have shocked him years ago. one might call it desensitization but there was likely a better word for it.

still, he closed his eyes as well. despite his generally calm demeanor, it’s not as if he didn’t feel sorrow and empathy deeply. it was quite the opposite—but he had to absorb all that emotion and remain the peaceful mediator that he was.

(that, and everything he was seeing reminded him of his own mistakes, of which there were too many.)

oh well. for better or for worse, the past, like many things, was dead, so there was no use on dwelling on it.

he left the stream soaking wet, but calm as always. at least he knew what you needed, and someone else could escape a cycle of misery and sorrow.

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[calliecat93]

You know, for over a year now, my love and passion for animation has been dead. Talking about it doesn't make me happy anymore. Announcements don't make me excited anymore. I'll get a brief boost when rewatching an old favorite or talking to friends or when Disney releases a new film, but that's it and it doesn't last. I've been in funks before, but those both involved outside factors and there was something else int he medium I could turn to. But I don't anymore because I've explored every avenue and IDK if it's still gonna be around or not.

That's when it hit it. The reason why I am in such a funk. It is simple: I don't trust the studios or networks. I don't trust Disney (outside Pixar and the Feature Film department). I don't trust Cartoon Network. I don't trust Nickelodeon. I don't trust Netflix. I don't trust HBO Max. Name it and chances are I don't trust it. Why? Look at their recent actions. Nick canceling anything that can't be Spongebob in favor of more Spongebob. Disney cutting shows like The Owl House for no good reason. HBO Max removing such huge chunks of its library without so much as telling their staff. Everything has used up every ounce of goodwill that I have, and it's drained. I've been giving the benefit of the doubt SO many times for SO many years and so far I don't see signs of them convincing me that it's turning around like the last time I was in a funk and TMNT 2012 got me out.

It just hurts, you know? It sounds dumb, but I have devoted so much time and love to animation for my whole life. Even when I was told to outgrow it, I refused. When I'd see people mock it as a dumb kids thing, I'd reject it and keep going. None of that's changed either but it sucks when the groups in charge of animation treat it so horribly and only seem to be getting worse. Even the ones like CN that were created to allow for animation to grow, its a shell of its former self. I can't even put it on Boomerang anymore to enjoy the classics because they barely air them now and I've got enough streaming services as it is. It sucks. It just really sucks. And if I, a viewer, feel that way I can't even imagine how it has to feel for the folks working in the industry.

So then I wonder what to do now. I haven't found anything worth reigniting the passion, especially since who knows if it'll last a season worth investing in or not. I hate it. I hate feeling that this thing I love may not be worth it anymore save for the stuff I know I can go back to. It makes me feel horrible and empty since IDK where to turn to now. Getting back into music has helped but it's just not enough. Try more live-action? Get back into books? Get back into anime? Find something outside entertainment? I just don't know and I hate it. And I know how ridiculous that sounds, but this has been a part of my life for so long. It's meant so much to me, and now I just feel lost. I guess I really am that pathetic.

[lazyblueghost]

Update

Hey everyone!

Sorry I've been absent for the past..what? a couple of months? Shit has just been happening so I haven't had time to stream, make a video, or even post anything orz

So to catch everyone up on what's been going on, my room is slowly getting destroyed by water.

So I'm still sleeping out in the living room since my floor is starting to warp like...really badly. So bad that I have to walk on the floor beams so I don't fall through my waterlogged floor. On top of that, the hole that the raccoon created is still not completely fixed. Me and mom had checked the room a couple of days ago and there’s some mold slowly growing on the ceiling not too far from the hole. So even if everything was fixed I still wouldn't be able to sleep in there.

A family member did come over to make a temporary fix for both the hole and floor about a month or so ago, but the temporary fix for the hole just fell off a day or two ago so now I smell wet installation every time I walk in.

On top of that, the water is spreading into the hallway and bathroom. So we have to watch our step everytime we go near my room or the bathroom least we will start to sink.

So I’m gonna have to pack my belongings and move them somewhere else least they accidentally get waterlogged, fall forward, or through the floor.

But there is some good news to share.

I never really said all of this out in the open like this but basically Mom had a heart attack about 3ish years ago, she had gotten heart surgery and what not but the surgeon fucked up somewhere cuz not only did she still feel pain from the surgery, but the bottom part of where they had made the incision never healed causing more problems. It’s been like this ever since she got the heart surgery. On top that, just recently an actual, honest-to-good wire that they had used to keep the ribs together became loose and had started to poke out of the hole that never closed on her chest.

We had been trying to get this fixed for the past 3ish years, yet almost every doctor we talked to didn't want to actually do anything and kept telling us to go to different doctors, plastic surgeons, or back to the original surgeon who did this to begin with. The main problem was that the original surgeon that had done her heart surgery in the first place had retired, the plastic surgeons outright said ‘we can't do anything until you talk to a heart surgeon,’ or another doctor didn't want to touch her in fear of a POSSIBLE lawsuit. ORZ

This was twice as frustrating since the closest hospital that treats this sort of thing is an hour long from our house, and my very easily motion-sick ass didn't help things either.

We had only just now found a doctor who could help take the wires out and clean her wound so it could heal properly and not cause any pain to her. I'm still unbelievably pissed that it took this long for an actual doctor to finally help us instead of sending us off on another wild goose chase that would last for actual months. Thankfully, everything went as planned, the doctor made sure to clean everything up. Right now, she's out of surgery and is catching some much-needed Z’s. We would have gone home today, but her right eye was hurting so badly that we opted to stay at the hospital overnight.

That's what has happened these past few months. Sorry if this post looks like the ramblings of a madman, I haven't had a a decent night of sleep these last couple of days so my vision is a bit blurry. >_<

#personal update #lazyblueghost #lazy blueghost #english vtuber #vtuber en #hope this nightmare will be over soon.. #so tired #just want mom to not be in pain

[dzpenumbra]

2/13/23

I chickened out on streaming again tonight. It's been like a week now. I know I've had some delays, but like... I just haven't even gotten myself to open up OBS. I don't even know why. Maybe because it feels like it's gonna be work. Like it's not gonna be hanging out with chill people, it's going to be babysitting and timing people out and banning people. So... I just went another route tonight.

I decided to test out some finishes for beads tonight. I have a ton of wooden beads and I'd like to hand-paint them (brush or paint pen, whatever) individually and make necklaces and bracelets from them. It's not too hard to do, and they're nice small projects so I can do them pretty quickly. even if they have a lot of detail. So... I made a pizza and started prepping 4 beads with this gloss finish I got from Michael's. I wasn't sure what to expect with this stuff, it's called Dragonfly Glaze, it's labeled as a "color-changing top coat".

After about 7 coats of this shit on raw wood, white, blue and black painted beads... I'm pretty convinced this stuff is basically just glitter glue. But like... super microfine glitter. Here, I'll quote the bottle so you can see what I was expecting, "Premium, color-shifting top coat with a glossy iridescent finish. Use over light and dark base colors to create multi-color shifting effect." So I was expecting something... opalescent or pearlescent? You know? Like an oil slick effect or something? But... it's basically tiny specks of full-spectrum colored glitter. I guess. I want to be happy with it, but I just feel a bit disappointed. It was an impulse buy... but like... ugh. I was really looking forward to how cool that would've been. Like that whole super glossy iridescent look on black beads would be pretty cool, especially with designs painted on under the iridescent top coat. But I was expecting it to be more of a smooth uniform iridescence, not little flecks of it scattered around. And there are like... not a lot. Like I said, I did like 7 coats of that stuff and it looks decent but it looks like what I would have expected maaaaybe 3 coats to look like. The only fix for this I found online was someone advocating adding in more larger glitter medium. So... yeah.

So... if I want to get that effect, I have the glaze for it. That's good. I'm sure I'll find a use for it. But that kinda took the wind out of my sails and was a big part of my night because I had to wait for the coats to dry in-between applications.

After that, I just fired up Rimworld by myself. It's still running. I'm excusing it by calling this a "test run", to test a scenario that isn't really working as expected. But really, I'm kinda just avoiding streaming. And I shouldn't. I guess I'm anxious.

I guess it's because people always ask a lot of prying questions. I've been gone a long time. And I do struggle to balance what level of personal I want to get on stream. On stream, I like to be more of a presenter, and keep a bit of a barrier there. So it gets a little weird when people ask really personal questions as though I'm a friend of theirs on social media or something, either personal questions about myself or advice for themselves. It's tough to really know where to set that boundary, especially when there is potentially going to be money changing hands, you know? If it were a private art lesson or something, that'd be different. I don't know. But like... it just puts me on the spot when people go "wow you've been gone a long time, where'd you go?" And I just, in my head, go, "yeah, my dog died, then some weirdo seduced me to try to dispose of farm animal body parts, then my only friend was a jerk to me and peaced out, then my brother flipped out on me for trying to bond with him and hasn't spoken to me since, then I had to show my landlords that there was a big hole in the wall and structural damage to their house because of water damage from shitty design and that I didn't tell them because I kept having massive panic attacks that they'd evict me because I have PTSD... and pray they didn't take me to court, then I moved alone 2.5 hours away to a place where I know no one and had to throw out a bunch of sentimental shit, then my car broke down due to neglect from being a shut-in and the dealership conned me into a rental car knowing full-well that they don't make parts for my car anymore and won't be able to repair it and now I've been renting this car for 4 months and the brakes are starting to creak on it... and then my cat died, and all the while my mom was targeting all of her tremendous amount of stress on me. So... I didn't really feel comfortable streaming, because I'm super emotional and I didn't really feel like having someone say something not knowing what I'm going through and have me just bawl uncontrollably or have a panic attack or something." It's hard to sum that up succinctly and discretely, and it's honestly none of my viewers' business.

I would like to talk openly about my struggles, because others might be going through similar and maybe it could be a way for me to help others, for us to heal together. But a lot of my pains and struggles are... byproducts of the suffering of others, the struggles of others. And I don't often feel right speaking about the difficulties others are having, because I don't really have the ability to fairly represent the entire picture, and I don't really feel it's mine to speak about. So, on here at least, I try to keep it to speaking about how those things affect me. But... yeah, it's a tricky line to skirt. And honestly, I just don't know where I stand on it.

Well... that took an unexpected turn...

Hey, good news, I did art stuff today, I'm happy with that. The idea came from the mala (prayer beads) I wear every day, that I got in 2007 and never really wore, they got shoved in a drawer and I dug up, cleaned off and started wearing them earlier this year. From my understanding, they are practically intended to serve as counters, like an abacus, for repetitions of prayers or mantras. So you hold the mala in your hands and you can just say the mantra and then shift to the next bead, and when you get to the tassel, you know you've hit the magic number. But... mine doesn't have a tassel. I cut it off when I was younger, I didn't like it. It was gold, I thought it was too gaudy and ornate, I didn't like it. So, today I took some leftover black and brown hemp twine from the necklace I made and made a new minimalist tassel, attached it and tied it off with white twine. Now I can actually use these beads for their practical purpose, when I choose to. BUT. There are a lot of beads on it... so... I was hoping to make a smaller mala, like a bracelet, to sorta... get acclimated with mantra meditation. Rather than diving straight into the big leagues, because I guarantee this necklace has over 100 beads, and I just wanna be realistic here... XD

So yeah, though the glaze isn't exactly what I was expecting, it's good to have options and it was good to open the door for the beads, so now I can just do that whenever I have the urge, knowing it's not too demanding and good work to be doing. And the iridescent stuff was reminding me that I still have opal to cut, so I really hope to devote some time to that in the near future, it's sitting right there on the floor and it just needs me to give it some time and attention.

It got late, so I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight.

#diary #journal #online journal #stream of consciousness #stream of thoughts

[dippinbloo]

A Million Dreams are keeping me awake. (Bit of an immersion break)

So Hi,

I haven't done some of these long posts in a while, and I thought of expressing myself a bit and start making sense of what happened a few weeks ago.

While I'm at work I had "A Million Dreams" playing in one of the songs that I happened to bump into during work. I took a pause and decided to listen to the song. I bit of tear shedding took place cause I felt like I lost sight of some of dreams after many years of trying to pursue some of them. I genuinely felt tired of people who would constantly make me realize that some of the stuff I'm doing now is not realistic. It was sickening.

"I think of what the world could be, a vision of the one I see"

There was a dream of standing on front of the stage. There was a dream of living outside of the country I'm currently living in. There were so many of them and quite honestly I felt like I could have made it. But so much has taken place that really rendered some of these dreams dead. World problems, economy, severed ties, it really feels like nothing really in this world goes according to plan especially if you live in a third world country like I do. I feel like I was constantly punished for believing in myself too much. And hey I'll admit I would go over my head sometimes, but I just wouldn't want to find myself in a position to be just absolutely demotivated to survive just to live. I built myself up to where I am not working my ass off during these late nights while living a small dream of mine as a Vtuber. Just the right amount of sanity there.

"A million dreams for the world we're gonna make"

The past few weeks have been an outright struggle for me in the background, but I had to power through. I had to work. I wanted to stream just to have a few laughs and just get a kick out of life cause I wanted to live for the moment. Vtubing and just having a good time with friends either in streams or IRL has been my source of happiness as of late. Something happened that really shook me out of my mental and my emotional and I swear it was only streaming that really kept me... alive. Being around Vtubers, streamers has kept me very much purposeful.

"Every night I lie in bed, the brightest colors fill my head"

Sucks that we had to let go. But, I couldn't just see it anymore. The thoughts of having to give up dreams spiraled down into my head. The possibility behind it was really scaring me. It was the same problem in a loop and I felt tied down and not knowing exactly what to do.

"A Million Dreams are keeping me awake"

It's hard to let go of things that you dreamt of. It's hard to let go period. But I couldn't let go of a dream that mattered to since I was a child and it's to entertain, to build communities of people who laughed, shared art, play music. I found a family in Vtubers. I found a family in streamers. I love meeting them in person. I wanna see all of them honestly. Cause, ya'll really saved me. Thank you for making me realize that I didn't really need a stage that looked like something from Coachella (would still be nice, but I won't deem it as necessary anymore). I may had to let go and sever ties, but I know I'll make it. I gotta make the vision of the world I see.

#vtuber #immersion break #envtuber #streaming

[naisecretlifehehehe]

I feel overwhelmed by a lot of things in my life right now and I don't really know what will happen next, so in the meantime, here is a stream of consciousness about some good or random things in my life lately.

I am currently reading Turtles All The Way Down by John Green, I like it so far. I really like being able to get lost in a book & forget my own troubles for a little bit and to even discover that others have felt the same way as me. Lately I have also found it really fun to have mini concerts where I just sing or dance or jump around and let loose. It feels really nice to just let go and shake everything out and get lost in the music, I usually feel better afterwards. Also going for walks and feeling the ground beneath my feet and breathing in the fresh air, or sitting and watching nature in silence, feeling the warmth of being outside. Looking people in the eyes more often and feeling more connected to them. Taking the time to really look at them and observe them even when they're not paying attention, like Honeyboy did with me. Jadiel & Josiah were jumping on me today when I was laying on the couch & it was so fun to let go & let myself play with them and be in the moment instead of overthinking or wondering what is right or wrong or whatever else. Yesterday when I was watching the fireworks I was standing on the fence and then I started to move around and lean my head back & start swaying side to side & just have fun and it's nice to let my inner child be free and not be so stiff all the time. It's really tiring and pointless to try being so civilized all the time... I am a wild child ma'am! And I'm letting her loose! Anyways okay what else. I told Honeyboy that he makes me happy and that it scares me & I am seriously like holy shit why did I say that but at the same time it's the truth so he can do with that what he wants although I hope I didn't ruin things 😅 But if I did, then it just wasn't meant to be, and it makes me sad to think about that but it's the truth. I really have no control over it. :/ Anyways hmm... learning about astrology has been fun too, I want to keep learning about the planets, I still have to finish the moon one. I cleaned up my room a little though I still feel like I have too much stuff & I don't like how that feels. I went bowling with Maria & Erick & we had fun even though I lost miserably, and we also went to the arcade & I beat the record for this piano game which made me happy & I got a bracelet I liked from the store although it's a little big on me but I love the style of it. I also went to the movie theater by myself the other day and I watched the movie Black Phone and I liked it to be honest, I thought it was interesting and it was nice to go by myself, I had never done that before and I'd like to do it again sometime soon. It's been really nice getting out of the house more often lately even though it's not daily, just occasionally making new memories elsewhere. Going with Honeyboy to that park near the lake and just talking with him. Sleeping over at Maria's house for two days. Telling people how I really feel and even sometimes when they make me upset or sad or happy. Going for a short distance drive by myself even though I haven't done that lately but I've been wanting to. It's just sometimes I've been getting tired of going to places just to spend more time alone and thinking, which is why I also haven't gone to the woods behind my house recently either. It's not that I can't handle time alone, it's just that I've really missed connecting with other people, and I've been lucky enough lately to have people that make it easy to want to hang out with them because I can just be myself and I feel good when I come back home, I feel maybe a little tired but not drained. Plus I'm tired of always being lost in my head. I want to see and feel the people around me and be present in their lives and really seem them and be there for them instead of being caught up in my own bubble surrounded by my own problems. It's been nice though very scary and emotional to say the least, to let them in the way I have, but I prefer it... I definitely feel more alive. 😂 But yeah so that's that for now idk what else to say but it was fun writing it & that was the whole point so okay. Goodbye!

[blorbofrommyshows]

what the hell what the hell what the hell

#I’m really upset #I missed a live online talk today bc i noted the time down wrong #like it happens. it’s a Saturday for gods sake #but it still should be available online but I haven’t been able to find where #so i emailed the teacher to let her know I’d accidentally #missed it and asked if she knew where I could find the recording #i also linked her to an article that was by the same person and asked if it would be okay if I read that instead of i couldn’t find it #and she replied.. #‘I haven't found out where to look up the streams either. Keep trying. #I've given you a lot of help when you compare that to the others in the course. #Basically I have to tell you that your attitude towards work is giving me a lot of extra work. #I will not help anymore in the future.’ #(translated from German) #like what the hell??! #that is so so unfair it’s not even funny #i haven’t gotten any ‘extra help’ from her before except asking her to give me a link #to a recording she’d recommended we watch that I couldn’t find #her course is way too difficult so there’s literally only 4 of us left taking it #everyone else has dropped out #she always forces us to watch stuff live on obscure German sites and discuss it #when she knows we don’t really know anything about German theatre #(it’s her job to teach us) #also her language level is way too high. it’s meant to be b2 level and she just full on uses full c2 all the time #I’m gonna like. suck up in reply but honestly fuck her that is so uncalled for #I’m gonna talk to my home uni and see if it would be ok if I dropped the course even though technically I need it #bc like when she starts being like that it impacts negatively on my mental health. #I’m also gonna talk to the German uni and see if it would be possible to raise a concern abt her and her course #also just last lesson she was saying that we’re a really good group and she’s happy with us and whatever etc etc #guess that was? fake. #nem.txt

[lieblingspulli]

Touch the Stars: SKZ

w.c: 1k

Bangchan x reader (gender nuetral)

Summary: Chan can't fall asleep, I think he has something on his mind? He keeps asking about stars.

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A/N: I am so sorry for going AWOL!!! I haven't been doing as much creative work lately because of school and generally, just life. It's been tough out there, take care of yourselves!! Here's a little something I squeezed into my free time because I wanted to give y'all some comfort in these trying times.

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Yes Chan?”

“Do you think we’ll ever get to touch a star in our lifetime?”

“Is that why you woke me up?”

“... Yea.”

“...”

“Well?”

“Yes Chan, I think we will.”

“Ok.. go back to sleep.”

I peeled one eye open and saw Chan’s blurry figure being swamped by our winter blankets. It was dark and the only light making Chan visible was the moonlight streaming in from the window facing his back. I sighed and shut my eyelid, still heavy with exhaustion from the previous day.

“I can’t sleep.” Chan whispered ever so faintly, almost so quiet it could have been less than a whisper.

“I want to go stargazing.”

I could almost hear the longing in his voice as I tried to snooze off, my blankets were so warm and my body was on the verge of drifting off to dreamland. But then Chan rolled over to get more comfortable (or see through the window, who knows) and he ended up falling.

“Oh my god! Babe! Are you okay?” I instantly jumped up to look over the edge where Chan had fallen and I saw him visibly wince. He groaned a bit but didn’t look like he was in pain.

“I’m okay, only my pride got hurt.” He chuckled and rubbed his eyes. “At least now I know I won’t be sleeping for sure?” He smiled up at me and I rolled my eyes. I stuck my hand out and he held it and stayed on the floor.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You seem especially awake tonight,” I asked him. I yawned and figured I wouldn’t be going back to sleep for a while either. Chan just rubbed my hand with his thumb and looked out the window, his body all entangled with the blanket he had pulled down with him. “Channie?” I whispered.

He looked back at me and gave me a sweet smile. One that said he was okay and he just needed a minute to think, but that he would be fine. I knew something was bothering him then.

“Do you really think we can figure out how to touch things in space? Like a star?” Chan turned his head back to looking out the window. It seemed like he was searching for something in the sky or among the stars. It was exceptionally clear tonight.

“Of course. I think if we really want to, we can even touch the stars.” I said and rested my head on my arm to get more comfortable. “I think we can do anything we set our minds to.” I studied the same stars that Chan was so interested in and sighed in content.

“I just, I feel like if I can touch a star then I can do anything in the world.” Chan lowered his voice to a tiny whisper and looked back at me with sparkles in his eyes. “Do you remember how to find the constellation I told you about? Orion?” His voice was low and steady. I nodded in agreement, wanting him to reveal why he was so interested in the stars tonight.

“Do you want me to sit with you on the floor? I can point it out to you.” Chan sat up and nodded, patting the place next to him instantly. I smiled and sleepily pulled my blankets to the floor.

After situating ourselves next to each other in a light embrace, I looked at the sky and tried to find any constellation that I could. Chan had slowly been showing me his favorites since he had trouble falling asleep at night. I pulled the blanket tighter to me and reveled in the body warmth he provided.

“I found Cassiopeia, and Orion. And the big dipper.” I giggled and snuggled into Chan’s body. He held me extra tight and pulled the blanket over both of us.

“What’s on your mind Chan?” I looked up at his face and could neatly see all his chiseled features in the moonlight. His sleepy eyes searched the sky but instead of actively studying it, he seemed to be lost in thought. I waited patiently for an answer.

“I miss my family at home. My dad was the one who taught me the constellations. I wonder if he looks at the stars when I do. Or if he feels the same way that I do when I look at them.” His eyes were a little glossy and I felt sorry for him, realizing he hadn’t seen his family in a very long time.

“Chan?” I turned my body to him and loosely held his hand to get his full attention. He smiled slightly down at me and looked at me directly to give me his undivided attention. He hummed, waiting for me to say what I wanted to say.

“I think your dad would figure out how to touch the stars and bring them to you if he could. From all the love and support you give me, I know that you would do the same for him and the rest of your family. I’m sure that whenever he looks at those constellations, he knows his son is somewhere out there, working his damned hardest to live a good life and love his friends and family fiercely. He’d be proud that you would travel to the stars and back for someone like me. I know they miss you too.” I squeezed his hand and he sniffed while pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

“Thank you Y/n. I miss them so much, but I’m also so happy to have a home here with you. Thank you for answering my stupid questions.”

“Hey! They’re not stupid, you were genuinely curious.” I laughed into his shoulder and his body trembled with giggles. I smiled and rubbed his back.

“I know, but regardless, thank you. I really love you, you know that right?”

“I know Chan. I feel like your love alone can let me touch the stars. I love you too.” I relaxed into his embrace and felt my drowsiness take over my tired body.

“One day we can try touching the stars together then.” His whisper faltered and he kissed my head. I let my tired eyes fall and we stayed glued in an embrace so still, that it reminded me of the constant, still appearance of the constellations that mattered so much to my boyfriend. I fell asleep to Chan’s soft breathing and contemplation, hoping that he too would understand how much I loved him.

#Bang chan #straykids #chan x reader #fluff #leeknow #hyunjin #han #jisung #felix #seungmin #I.N #Jeongin #lovestay #you make stray kids stay #comforting #chan x y/n #skz x reader #skz chan #skz fic #skz fluff #hugs from me to you #take care of yourself!

[ayamturd]

bisexual│mcyt hc

warnings: small mentions of hate, fluff

prompt: (requested 1 & 2) “Hello uh I saw one of your posts about the dream smp reacting to you coming out so I was wondering if you haven't already done it can you do dream smp reacting to you coming out as bisexual?” 

“Hello yamturd so I was wondering if maybe you could do tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo reacting to reader coming out as bisexual or lesbian if you haven't already done it :)” 

pairings: irl platonic! dream, ranboo, tommy and tubbo ; c!technoblade

a/n: if i offend or misinterpret anything in this hc, please feel free to message and correct me otherwise. i will always try to correct or delete this post if asked so <33

sending my love to all those who identify as bisexual <33

wc: (1.5k) - m.list

dream - 

considering his prideful personality sometimes, you probably wanted to play with his ego and drop subtle hints

not anything too obvious, but enough to make him kick himself when he realizes

though it was admittedly difficult since he plays into the dnf ship so much that he thinks you’re also joking more than half the time 

imagine you two were in a voice call one evening and randomly discussing the recent fanon and what would be funny to turn into canon (to mess with the fandom)

you’ve been recently shipped with two other content creators, both of opposing female and male gender, separately and together

“Honestly, I wouldn’t mind hitting that.” “Which one?” “Both.”

He’d laugh, but you didn’t.

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually identify as…?” “Bisexual. Yeah, I’m pretty sure anyway.” “Y/n, that’s amazing.”

takes pride in the fact that you trust him, but would feign being upset that you messed with him for as long as you did

be jokingly offended if he found out someone knew before him

“Wait…” “Yes?” “You told Bad??” “Yeah, he was one of the first.” “W— Why??”

It was your turn to laugh while he gawked in disbelief.

“It’s Bad! Of course I told him.” “… Fair enough.”

hate is a given, and he’ll always be there to support and defend you

he’ll always ask your permission before taking any action, however, because he respects you too much and knows you can fight your own battles

dream is someone will show relentless support, whether that be through words or moral support, he’ll always be there for you 

c!technoblade - 

i honestly feel like you never officially came out to techno

as you began to recognize yourself as bisexual, you slowly expressed yourself around him more openly to the point where he unconsciously knew

it’d probably would have hit him in the most random moment after months of assuming he knew

imagine you’re in the midst of battle when techno paused entirely with wide eyes 

“Y/n!” “What!?” “Are you gay??”

you would tease him when discussing your love life in one-sided conversations with him; him basically choosing to ignore you when you talk to him

“Honestly, Techno, how could you not want to hit that?” “Please, just stop.”

(i’ve written this before but will stand by this that) he truly doesn’t care for your sexuality

you’re a friend, someone he trusts and relies on, he doesn’t need to consider who you’re attracted to since he sees you for your skills and friendship

the only, and only time he is mindful of your sexuality depends on others unnecessary comments about it

the smp is a known judgement free land, but there will always be someone with ignorant opinions that he is always quick to shut down (or kill)

nothing much can be said besides the fact that you’ll always be y/n to him: a loyal friend and someone he would fight the world for

ranboo - 

oh sweet ranboo, dear ranboo

considering how openly supportive and kind he naturally is, you didn’t question the idea of telling him

i’d like to imagine that unlike most where you planned or waited to tell, the moment you knew, he would know soon after

imagine you called him before he began his lore stream to hype him up

you both were talking about more mundane things to calm his nerves as people joined when you brought it up

“Oh actually, before you start, I wanted to tell you something.” “Sure, what is it?” “Well, I— I’m Bisexual.” “…You’re tELLING ME THIS WHEN I’M ABOUT TO START MY STREAM??” “Y/n! I’m so happy for you, that’s amazing!”

he’s incredibly patient concerning how you wanted others to know or when you were ready to be completely out

similar to c!techno with the same beliefs you’re still y/n, and nothing has changed besides you coming out as yourself

he’s your go to when days are rough, because he knows how to help you understand you’re still loved as the same y/n and nothing less

“Hey, hey, listen to me. I love you, y/n. We all do, and you’ll never be alone when things get rough, alright?” (love /p)

knows how to silently deal with hate in his chat unless it becomes evident enough to address it (doesn’t want to bring attention to meaningless words until it becomes serious)

ranboo’s your rock and makes show that he’ll never believe anything other than that you deserve love

tommyinnit - 

as someone who took pride in defending the LGBTQ+ community, you had no hesitation when coming out to tommy

if any, your reluctance would come from accepting yourself to the point to be open with other people

it’s not as if he didn’t accept you, he could never imagine doing so in the slightest, but he probably wouldn’t know what to say initially

imagine you both were in the midst of playing bedwars together in a recording for a video

he had been busy gathering emeralds while you remained at the base, and the comforting silence gave you the confidence to blindly address it

“Hey Tommy?” “What, y/n? I’m in the middle of something right now.” “Oh, um, I’m pretty sure I’m bisexual.” “…” “…Tommy?” “…” “T— Tommy?”

it’d be dead quiet for a few seconds before you heard the noise of him rustling in realization

“Wait wait wait, you’re serious? You’re bisexual?” “Haha yeah, yeah, I am.” “WHA—!”

he was happy for you, to say the least

tommy loves to joke, and one he loved to make would be your attraction to both genders

you like women? pog!

you like men? a shame, honestly

if you were publicly out, his favorite bit would be to include you in his obnoxious swooning

imagine he was streaming while talking about his love for women

“Boys, honestly, the ladies just can’t resist me.”

The ding of discord notified you entering the call, the sound of your laughter immediately coming through.

“I agree, Tommy, I definitely agree.” “Y/n! You are attracted to women, and I am also attracted to women. You can agree women are amazing, yes?” “I can, Tommy. Women are indeed amazing.” “Good lad!” “Tommy, you do realize I’m not only attracted to w—” “Shush, we don’t speak of that.”

he showed his support by normalizing your sexuality, his acceptance quick and easily integrated into your lives

(this is getting long but—) tommy was well aware he lacked some knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community, but openly voiced his ignorance as a sign of awareness itself

he was always quick to correct either himself or others, he refused to accept slander of any type in his streams

would probably try to keep it light heartedly, but scold nonetheless

tommy was your figurative cheerleader, always there to include and uplift you, whether that be through the smallest gestures or loudest cheers

tubbo - 

poor tubbo

since he wasn’t the most careful with secrets, you probably withheld telling him till you were ready for most to know

this isn’t to deter anything of not trusting him, he’s still supportive and loving tubbo that wouldn’t dare do anything purposeful against you

if anything, you might have forgotten that he didn’t know when you were casually taking about it within a group

imagine you and Ranboo were trying to get him to sleep one early morning but gave up

you started talking about personal stuff and the topic of your love life came up, specifically the attraction to someone of the same gender

“I don’t know, Ranboo, I mean, I think I like them but at the same time I’m not sure.” “That’s fai—” “Wait, y/n. You’re gay??” “Bisexual, actually.” “WaAA—”

his very sleep deprived state was extremely happy and emotional for you

he’s like the little duckling with a knife, like he loves you completely but will try to hurt anyone that offends you

like tommy, he has no personal knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community but will solely learn for your sake

whether you’re younger or not, tubbo never fails to remind you that he looks up to you

he gives his all and won’t hesitate to provide in any way he can if needed

“You matter,” he’ll always say, “you’re important and no one else’s opinion matter.”

is proud to be your friend and expresses his platonic love in full, for you’re you and are so brave to be yourself despite all

choosing not to tag my usual taglist just cause its a headcanon with a specific request <33 (huge ty to @basilly​ and @inniterhq​ though for the advice/motivation to finish this)

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