#I'm not talking about this any further when google is literally right fucking there

[mwagneto]

bro im sorry but homosexuality is very much legal in hungary (which is a western country..)??? of course its still a very homophobic country (prob among the worst in europe when it comes to gay rights) but hungary doesnt have laws against homosexuality nor is it a non western country

i live here????????

1. it's a second world fascist "democratic" right wing extremist country in eastern europe with almost none of the economic strength, laws, liberalism, privatisation or other economic systems typical to the western world. we literally have nothing in common with the west other than being in the eu/nato/un.

2. WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN ??? BRUH WHAT DO YOU MEAN. WHAT DO YOU MEAN. trans people can't legally nor medically transition. you can literally go to prison for telling a child that gay people exist or even being gay in front of them. any media featuring any amount of gay content needs to be labelled 18+ and isn't allowed to air on tv unless censored. bookstores aren't allowed to sell any lgbt material and if they do they need to hang a huge sign saying "this store sells material that can potentially alter the minds of children" on it. there's several people in parliament actively campaigning for the full extermination of gay people. like are you actually serious right now??????

AND CRUCIALLY even if there weren't laws against LGBT shit. i still won't have some american asshole come into my inbox acting like i don't know what real homophobia is because I can't appreciate rainbow capitalism while they, a ~queer elder~ know it sooo much better than me. like shut the actual fuck up you literally run the risk of getting arrested for being lgbt in this country and I haven't left the house without being called a slur in idek how long. how is anyone gonna act like I don't understand what a privilege even having rainbow capitalism is when it's LITERALLY NOT SOMETHING THAT'S LEGAL HERE. dear god

#I'm not talking about this any further when google is literally right fucking there #i got mail! #circus

[corpsoir]

lmao since i wrote this i have completely changed their story, she doesnt die this is old dont worry about it if you stumble upon this

guh okay. please know i'm not at all used to writing fiction in any of my languages lol i'm only used to writing academically in swedish but. well. also, i learned sailing in swedish so if i have gotten my terms wrong here its because i literally dont know what they are in english and had to google a lot lol but i think they should be right. smileeessss

anyways here's a dumb little story about skagen och solvei the day they found out solvei is dying.

its roughly 1.5k words long. the little painting above is related to the story, its also based on a photo i took :) have you ever been out sailing when the sky looks like that? its very spooky but also very cool and beautiful. i love the sea

edit: forgot to mention but!! theres a scene with a panic attack here at the end so be aware of that

A chilling gale whips salty water into Skagen’s eyes. It could very well be tears; he finds it difficult to know today. He blinks and decides it doesn’t matter anyway, and lets his eyes follow a seagull struggling against the harsh gale; a small white speck against the clouds so intensely dark blue they almost appear black. Maybe taking the boat out was a stupid decision after all, they should’ve stayed home and acted more mature, talked to their parents about all this. About their emotions, what the future would look like, what their parents could do to help them. Maybe make plans to talk to a therapist together or something, that’s what you’re supposed to do when life comes to fuck you over right?

But he doesn’t want that. Solvei doesn’t want that. He wants to scream, break things. He wants to set sail in a storm and run away from reality. He doesn’t want to hear his parents or Solvei’s parents tell them that “things will be a little bit different now”.

No, fuck that. They're just kids. The world is unfair, unfair, unfair.

He’s not letting a stupid test result from some equally stupid doctor change their lives like this.

The black storm cloud above him seeps into his mind and he imagines himself as that seagull, being devoured by it. Lost, cold, and scared. The sun is smothered by it, and he can’t get out. Solvei is sitting next to him, and she’s dying. Is her head filled with storm clouds too?

”… – even listening to me? You’re drifting off again!” Solvei pushes him aside and yanks the tiller from him to adjust their course. He hadn’t even noticed the sails starting to wave restlessly in the wind.

“What? Oh it’s fine, I’m still here. I was just thinking, sorry,” he turns and locks eyes with Solvei, who looks like she’s about to lecture him on keeping an eye on the sails, but as she opens her mouth to do so she pauses. A crease forms between her eyebrows.

“I meant the boat, Skagen,” she says.

Skagen wipes the salt from his eyes, clears his throat. Maybe the wind wasn’t to blame; perhaps they were tears after all. But the sun in front of him breaks through the clouds in his mind, letting him land in the relative safety of his boat again.

“Right. The boat. About that, I think we should lower the foresail, I don’t think we need all of it in this wind.” They pass a small skerry occupied by a flock of black cormorants drying their wings to no avail; a wall of rain is quickly approaching, soaking the birds as well as the humans in their boat. Skagen squints against the rain, as the wind picks up speed and whips his bangs into his eyes.

“Ow! Fuck, okay no, let’s just… Is there any fuel left in the motor? Let’s use that instead, I don’t want to capsize this thing, mum spent too much money on it…” he mumbles as he’s rubbing his eyes. After fumbling around in the pockets of his favourite trousers he produces a hair tie to tame the blue-green mess of a hair with.

A ghost of a smile tugs on Solvei’s lips as she’s watching him; Skagen looks up just in time to catch it. The storm clouds of his mind are further pushed away by the sun.

Solvei turns to watch the sails strain, fabric taut in the force of the gale. The wires on the boat are howling in the wind.

“Well, you take the tiller and I’ll get the sails sorted. Keep the course straight this time, no sudden gybe, I’m not in the mood for a swim right now.” She stands up from the cockpit and carefully crawls up to lower the sails. After struggling against the wind – ever growing in intensity – she haphazardly shoves the sails into the small deckhouse of the boat. They will have to fold them properly at another time.

Solvei sits down next to him and starts the motor. “Do you even know where we’re going? Do we have a plan here?” The motor splutters and coughs before running smoothly and pushing them forward.

Skagen blinks the last of the discomfort from his eyes and shrugs. “I just wanted to get away from home, I wasn’t really thinking… We could turn back home if you want to, the weather is pretty shit,” he sighs and instantly feels that cloud form in his mind again.

“It’s fine, we’ll go back when we feel like it. Don’t worry about it, we’re not too far away from the nearest island anyway,” she reassures him.

Skagen only nods. He doesn’t really want to turn home yet, but the last thing he would want to do is keep Solvei out here in the dark, on the sea against her will. And it’s growing really dark now, isn’t it? The howling wind and the waves throwing themselves onto the boat are usually calming, but now it’s just white noise. He can’t feel his face, he blames the wind for making him numb. But he knows it’s not to blame, not really.

Mentally he’s still stuck in Solvei’s kitchen, both her and his parents there with them, the adults trying their best to keep a straight face while they delivered the news. They might as well have punched a hole through his chest. Something inside him tells him he should probably feel a little bit bad about throwing a mug on the wall and breaking it, but for some reason he just can’t feel bad for it. He can’t feel anything.

The motor spits and splutters to a halt and Skagen is ripped back to reality again. Solvei has turned the motor off and grabs Skagen’s free hand.

“Solvei? The motor…” he trails off without really knowing what else to say. There’s salt on his face. The sea is not to blame this time either. Solvei squeezes his hand and stares at the black cormorants shuffling around on the rocks.

“I don’t want to die.” It’s almost a whisper; the roar of the sea, wind and rain is doing it’s best to drown it out, but he hears it.

And that whisper is the droplet that makes the dams break. The clouds inside his head detonate into a raging storm in the blink of an eye. That seagull he was imagining himself as is struck by a thousand lightning bolts, it falls from the sky and gets devoured by the boiling sea below it.

One second, he thinks he’s probably overreacting, it was just a couple of words, don’t be a baby.

The next second he imagines his life without his best friend by his side, and it utterly breaks him. It feels like being split in two and the other half being tossed to the fish never to be seen again.

His body goes completely numb and the roar of the sea grows louder and louder until all he can hear is the blood pumping in his ears.

Is it the rocking of the boat or is he really floating away, drowning? Is it all in his head or did the boat finally capsize?

Something deep in his cloudy, stormy mind decides that he does not care about the answer. He thinks he hears the growl of a motor, or maybe it’s just the wind. He tastes salty water, hears himself sob as if listening to himself through a wall. Skagen doesn’t know for how long he’s drowning in the storm, but at some point, the rocking stops.

And at some point, his body comes back to him. Slowly at first, and then reality floods his senses all at once. The smell of fresh laundry and hot chocolate. Hair tickling his nose and someone’s breath in his face. Hesitantly, he opens his eyes to find himself home, tucked into his bed with Solvei clinging to him. He’s wearing a hoodie and pajama trousers, completely different from the cargo shorts, crop top and life vest he set out with earlier. Really stupid outfit to wear in a storm, what was he thinking? He’s still so cold.

With a sigh he closes his eyes again. When people say they’re exhausted, he usually imagines it as a bit extra sleepy. But now he gets it, this is a kind of tired he’s never felt before. It feels like his body and mind have been put through a meat grinder and been assembled again using nothing but a cotton thread. Do people really expect you to function and go about as normal when you feel like this?

Solvei is fast asleep in front of him. Alive and breathing. Skagen can’t stop the words “not for long though” forming in his mind.

When he drifts off again, he dreams of a black sky with no sun. A seagull floats upside down on the surface of the sea.

There’s salt on his face.

#uuuhhhhh im not tagging this anything smart though #this is my little space where i yell and freak out and feel weird and insecure #banging my head in the wall ANYWAYS i love my little scrunglies skagen and solvei #i named this file kuling btw. it means gale #ANYWAAAYYYYY cant believe i wrote something HSAJKFA #skagen gipp #solvei stiltje #corps ocs #corps art

[thorsthot]

Do you have any resources for someone new to and interested in witchcraft?

took me a minute to do this because I didn’t want to miss too much, but ofc open to talking about things if there are any questions ! 

before i unpack loads of different information on witchcraft. remember that everyone’s journey into spirituality and witchcraft is massively different. there is absolutely no “right” or “correct” way to go about being a witch. everything is more or less a personal thing. choose the things that are right to your journey or the things that you’re drawn to. if what you’re doing or seeing doesn’t resonate with you, leave it. witchcraft is ultimately what you make it

remember that the internet is a BIG and broad area. there’s so much information to take in, and you may not know where to start. and that’s okay. however, note that somethings don’t work and that’s also okay. know that some people are only here to mislead others and use their gifts for negativity 🧿 while other people will kindly and graciously share information that they know.

(currently writing up a bunch of different posts for my divination or “witchblr” sideblog @celestialaphrodite — posts will range everywhere from astrology, tarot, crystals and candles,, etc etc)

anyways, information is here and if there are any questions, i am more than happy to share what i know and learn with you what i don’t. i also understand that this may be a lot of information, so don’t feel like you gotta read alll of it so soon, so i’ve split it into a few different topics.

types of witches/witchcraft

starting this off with types of witches. there are SOO many different types and forms of witches and witchcraft.

this article from thought catalogue explains a lot of different types of witches. as well as this article from wiccanow 

more “modern” witch types are city witches and pop culture witches. there are also witches known as “closet witches”, those who aren’t necessarily able to come out as a witch. don’t feel like you need to flaunt your craft either, find what works for you.

don’t feel like you need to claim a specific thing either, because like i’ve said, every journey is different and you shouldn’t have to feel like you have to know, try, and/or be everything.

and id have to say something on pagan witchcraft since we’re talking about this. do not feel as though you have to be pagan (or wiccan) to practice witchcraft. you do not need to be a specific religion to practice something. also, don’t feel like witchcraft has anything to do with the devil, cause it doesn’t. unless you want it to, of course.

working with deities/spirits/ancestors**

**i'm explaining this point a bit further later in this post, but if you are white, do not use deities or work with spirits that don't fuck with you or your ancestors. do not use things that do not belong to you.

african deities

greek deities

norse deities

egyptian deities 

here’s a list of deities from wikipagan

don’t go fucking around with spirits all willy nilly, they will fuck you up. if anything, work with your ancestors. all on them for guidance. 

grimoires, spells, and other witchy supplies

on your journey, i recommend keeping a notebook (or a google doc) of what you learn. every single thing that you learn and that works, you should write down (or type). grimoires (or, as they’re often called, book of shadows) are used for you to keep track of what you learn. write down spells, invocations, key things, quite literally WHATEVER you want. you could also have more than one for different topics/subjects!

see, the thing about spells is that, not all of them will work, and as i’ve repeatedly said, that is more than okay. you have to practice them, study them, use them; and separate the ones that work, from the ones that don’t.

when learning about spells, there are different times to preform each one, whether it’s a specific day, hour or moon cycle. there also may be specific tools to use when preforming a spell or ritual. working with these different advantages(?) are going to help your spells come true. as well as the power of belief. believing in your spells, in the magic, yourself and your craft.

of course there are many different free spell books on the internet. the internet is your friend (but also your enemy)

note that you shouldn’t feel like you need to buy so many supplies. i work a lot with candle magic, and all that requires is my intentions, a candle, and some source of fire. 

links on:

sigils: sigil magic (lonerwolf), creating and activating sigils (sigildaily)

talismans/amulets: talismans, amulets and charms (llewellyn)

candles: beginners guide to candle magic (forestofwisdom)

crystals: crystal meanings in alphabetical order (crystalearthspirit), cleansing crystals (energymuse), more about crystals (energymuse)

herbs: (groveandgrotto) glossary of herbs and their meanings, 

oils: anointing oils and how to use them (artoftheroot),

using forms of divination within the craft (tarot, runes, astrology, etc)

many people, including myself, who practice the craft often use other forms of divination in their craft. here are some forms of divination you could look into (via learnreligions).

since a lot of my rituals involve moon cycles, i use a few apps to track moon phases and the zodiac and house. i also use astrology to see currently planetary aspects, etc. I also use tarot as a tool for rituals as well. 

witchcraft and a convo about mental health, blackness and cultural appropriation 

one thing that not a lot of people mention on here when talking about the craft (and even sometimes spirituality) is mental health. not everyone has the mental strength to practice witchcraft every single day. and i’m here to tell you that’s okay. lot’s of people say that witchcraft and spirituality is a way of life, and it is. however, sometimes you need a break and/or to not take everything so seriously and enjoy your time indulging in your craft free of restraints and feeling as though you HAVE to do something. 

the spiritual and witchcraft community can be extremely toxic, especially if you’re Black. lots of gaslighting about beliefs and overall miseducation towards people who are naive or new to the craft. the community is the greatest and the worst thing, find what helps you and take breaks from it all when you need to. 

if you are Black, do not feel as though you need to fit a specific standard or role within witchcraft, by all means, create your own lane. there are sooo many Black people (including myself) who are into and practice spirituality/the occult/witchcraft,, and still, we are a minority. and unfortunately, there is anti Blackness within the community no matter how you flip it. 

in recent years, witchcraft has become more mainstream. and with that, cultural appropriation will come into play, and it has. we can talk about the usage of sage, dreamcatchers and other Native American practices and tools; as well as white people being fucking idiots and using voudou/hoodoo when that is NOT something they should ever even think about doing. 

i personally, believe that you SHOULD NOT use things that don't belong to you. and this goes especially if you are white, but you shouldn't even pray to and work with deities and spirits that aren’t yours/haven't claimed you/aren’t for you, etc. that shit will get you fucked up, if not by another person, but by the spirit themselves. 

finally, a few overall links 

Llewellyn.com

witchipedia.com

learnreligions.com

didn't add too much on spirituality and the occult and meditation and all that other stuff. but like i’ve said earlier, i’m more than happy to share my knowledge on whatever and further discuss things -- if there are any questions, of course! safe witching ✨🔮

#anon #mane this took forever my bad #tiy talks: witchcraft #the read more thingy fucked it :( but

[typinggently]

I know you're not taking prompts any more, but I just want to tell you how much I love them— especially the Frank 'n Billy drabbles. Should you ever be inspired to do a "filth special" for them again, I'd go utterly wild. These two are my absolute problematic favorites and the way you write Bill is smoother than cream and sharper than glass. Hotter than a shot of vodka set on fire. Spot on nailing it. I'm in love!

Honestly I keep coming back to this message? Thank you so much for your kind words, I’m speechless. 💜❤️🧡💛💖 I just?? thank you so, so much! I’m so happy that you enjoy my writing!! 

and yes - they’re the ultimate problematic fave and I love them so, so much!!!😭

(Also...I know this took me super long but I’m always open for prompts or questions of any kind!!! I’m sorry that I gave the impression that I wasn’t!)

But without further ado. Please – enjoy this humble little offering of filth!!!

(I took the liberty and just picked something I wanted to write...)

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8. convincing the other to try something they’re not interested in and then making them like it 

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Warning: (mild)BDSM, slightly under-negotiated kink (Frank goes with it all and doesn’t even notice that there’s a conversation to be had, but it’s not exactly good bdsm etiquette on Billy’s part.)

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Honestly, there are a lot of things those two convince each other of, but let’s go with this:

Blindfolds.

And I have to start this by acknowledging that Frank is a nasty filthy beast, but I’m p sure he doesn’t think all that much? Like, he didn’t sit down and google bdsm etiquette. He just does whatever and is naturally decent enough to make it work. He’s the type to get a little wild, but he’s not very educated about the subject.

I’m saying that because while he’s 100% up for a bit of breathplay here and there, some rough shit, some tackling etc etc, but he doesn’t think about it. So when Billy brings that whole thing up, he’s all “hm I’m not sure, I’m not really into that kinda thing.” (Cut to Billy giving him a very blank look)

It takes a lot of soft purring and pouting until Frank finally agrees that alright, sure, I’ll try it, fine.  (and by “a lot” I mean maybe 10 minutes of it, since Billy is very pretty and very convincing and Frank isn’t all that strong. But don’t judge him for it. 10 minutes of Billy with his hands in his hair, kissing his neck and telling him how good it’ll feel is a lot to handle).

Now. Frank on his back on the bed, shirtless with his wrists crossed over his head, blindfolded very effectively and very luxuriously with a silk sleep mask. Truthfully, it’s probably Agent Provocateur simply because Billy’s a creature of luxurious pleasures and the pretty pink box? The silk he gets to tie behind Frank’s head? …nice.

What we have to take in account, of course, is that Billy is a very smart man and he uses his intelligence for evil. Which is to say that agreeing to try new things with Billy means you agree to at least 2 things more than you thought you were agreeing to, because you don’t read the fine print.

In this case, Frank wasn’t aware that agreeing to blindfolds would mean agreeing not only to light bdsm but also to edging.

Billy didn’t tie up his wrists, of course. He’s too smart for that. He told him that no problem, don’t worry, just keep your hands over your head, yeah?

Frank (idiot supreme) was alright with that, because the thought of getting tied up isn’t all that nice but he can keep his hands up, no problem. Except. You know. He didn’t exactly expect how hard it’d be to keep his hands down when Billy’s touching him.

That’s where the teasing comes in. And sure. The whole point of this was to experience touch more intensely, but Frank didn’t really think it would work. Now he’s quite literally in Billy’s hands and at his mercy. And Billy I staking full advantage. The gentlest touches, most delicate – fingertips trailing down his chest, over the quivering-tense lines of his abs and his biceps, just above his waistband, along his jaw. One could think he’s never touched Frank before and now has to make up for it. Not that Frank’s thinking that, because really, he’s not thinking at all. This is way more intense than he’d thought and he’s shivering before Billy even puts his mouth on him.

And that? Poor Frank? He has no real way of knowing what Billy’s going to do, and his mouth is so hot, so soft. A mix of body worship and self-indulgence – Billy’s just wholeheartedly enjoying what he’s doing, taking his time kissing down Frank’s sternum, dipping his tongue into his bellybutton, nipping on his lips, sucking on his throat, slipping his tongue into Frank’s mouth, …

Now, when Billy undoes Frank’s fly, Frank could hope that it would give him some relief but this is Billy we’re talking about. He gives Frank’s cock the exact same treatment – feather-light touches and soft-hot kisses, the occasional, playful flick of his tongue. It’s a lot. Frank’s an absolute mess.

And if he tries to speak up?

“Bill, I swear to –“

“We’re not doing gags today, sweetheart, that’s not what we agreed on. Just shut up now, we can try that some other time. That’s a whole other conversation to be had and I’m not sure you’re up for that right now. I mean, there are many different options.” And here, the bastard just goes off. 5 minute monologue on gags, his personal aesthetic preferences, the in depth-differences, etc.

Talking, of course, means even less attention for Frank’s poor, throbbing cock, which is especially cruel since Billy isn’t just not giving him what he needs, he’s also making matters worse by painting such pretty pictures for him. And with his eyes closed, he has no way of distracting himself from the mental image of Billy, flushed and pretty with dark, hooded eyes, jaw working and chin dripping –

You know, handcuffs would actually make this whole thing a lot easier.

But Billy’s not made of stone. So eventually, he too can’t take it anymore, overwhelmed with how he’s affecting Frank.

Honestly, it would be p easy to go the Bottom Frank route here. I’m not doing it, though, because truly, the Billy sinking down on Frank’s cock after all this teasing? Frank moaning, pressing his shoulders and wrists into the sheets in an effort to keep them there, shivering, writhing, gasping...that’s good shit

Billy may be the one riding his cock, but Frank’s the one getting fucked. He’s a mess. No clear thought to be had, absolutely drunk on pleasure. And he can’t keep still. He tries, but his hips are twitching, he’s throwing his head from one side to the other, abs twitching with the half-hearted attempts of stilling.

Billy’s having a great time. Watching Frank lose control like that, flush spilling down his chest, powerful body shaking and twitching… That’s something indeed.

And to make things worse, Billy won’t let him come. Ranging from “Come on, Frankie, you can do better than that.” To “Don’t you fucking dare”

A (gentle) hand wrapped around his throat to feel his pulse flutter and Billy’s riding him hard and fast, his own voice finally slipping, desire bleeding through until he finally gives Frank permission to come.

I truly think Frank would lose time for a little bit. The whole thing is entirely too intense. The darkness, the heat, the what felt like hours worth of teasing all finally culminating – it’s overwhelming. And it goes ON. Frank’s shaking, he’s moaning, body twitching almost violently.

(Billy takes it all with a glint in his eyes. Frank’s never looked this pretty and he feels so good – a combination that pushes Billy over the edge pretty much immediately, and he get’s to enjoy the heavenly visuals while enjoying his own orgasm, one palm resting on Frank’s chest to stabilise himself)

To make it short: blindfolds are a SUCCESS.

(naturally there’s aftercare – Billy’s very good at soothing and gentling Frank, and he even goes as far as to let himself be snuggled even though they’re both sweaty and sticky)

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💜❤️🧡💛💖 thank you again for your lovely message!!!💖💛🧡❤️💜

#filth #brank #frankenbilly #I- #:'>

[lya1989]

Lover

aka Love her

Before you read my analysis I would like to say that I’m gay. so is the song. if you think so too, then proceed along.

There will be three components to this analysis,

1. the lyrics

2. the video/visual

3. the song/melody/references to things

and how they all made the song gay so I don’t have to invest my gay in it like Hayley Kiyoko does with songs she likes.

Let’s start with the lyrics:

Verse 1 We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January This is our place, we make the rules And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

The first line has a similar vibe to New Year’s Day. Not only are they celebrating special occasions together but also staying with each other on all the days in between said holidays. (i like to remind you about the christmas tree in ME mv)

The second lines hint at having a place (taylor’s tribeca loft) together which definitely makes it easier for Taylor and her lover (i love this rhyming phrase. a lot) to spend time together in private. No paparazzi means no possible media backlash. They don’t have to fear that strangers are watching, talking and screaming cause it happened before. (see hear: Wonderland)

Not only privacy, they could also “make the rules”. They don’t have to conform to societal pressures, such as whether to come out or to stay in the closet. In their house, (which is basically a multi-story closet) they could be free. Loving each other is never taboo or restricted. In fact, they could control the narrative, who truly knows them, by inviting them to their place. Like their closest friends and family.

Also:

Following the 2nd line analysis, I’m skipping the chorus (which i will touch on later) and going straight gay into verse 2.

Verse 2 We could let our friends crash in the living room This is our place, we make the call And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

Again emphasis on making the rules and the call. Only they could choose who knows and who don’t. (Also Taylor and Karlie have more mutual friends with each other than Taylor and her “boyfriends”)

And also a little jealousy from Taylor. This is not unexpected since Karlie is stunting with J**h. There’s also an alleged wedding, so Taylor’s feelings are completely valid. 

“Three summers” is an important piece of information because it gives us a timeline. Joe and Taylor started “dating” around uh... time for a google search.

PopSugar wrote 

But it doesn't make sense for Taylor to get into a relationship with Joe literally two weeks after she broke up with Tom unless he’s a rebound or a contract beard.

A verified contributor to TripAdvisor explained

Let’s say Joe is a rebound but they started dating during fall. That means they only had two summers together at the very most.

So no. Joe is not a rebound which means...

Do you know who has more than three summers with Taylor? Karlie.

In fact, they met at 2013 Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. 

Ok, then what happened on 28 September 2016?

Since they had the Big Sur trip in 2014, I can safely say they were best friends.

As time passed, feelings would definitely be developed into something more.

“You’re my best friend” - You Are In Love, released on 27 October 2014

“I don’t want you like a best friend.” - Dress, released on 10 November 2017

“You're my, my, my, my lover” - Lover, released on 16 August 2019 (today!)

I will explain it as we go further. Now on to the long-awaited chorus.

Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever? And ah, take me out, and take me home (Forever and ever) You're my, my, my, my lover

Taylor, like we all do, have questions. She uses this style of writing in her songs, (eg “are we out of the woods yet?” “isn’t it, delicate?” “who could stay?”), and it’s always in the chorus and usually repetitive. 

The lyrics in the chorus are quite straightforward. And they are written that way because they provide such a simple frame to showcase such complex emotions.

“Can I go where you go?” shows so much longing and yearning to be with Karlie (and im so fucking soft for this). When you first hear this, the first thought that comes to your head is why can’t Taylor go where her lover go. Then the realisation hits you that if her lover was Joe going wherever he goes isn’t much of a problem but if Taylor’s lover is Karlie, a woman, that’s where all the complications lie. Homophobia, media backlash and people with nothing better to do would just create more hate towards both of them.

“Can we always be this close forever and forever?” This line has a implies that they are physically together and all is well. But then she worries about when is the next time she could be with Karlie again. Will it be a long time?

Metaphorically speaking, if when something big happens, will Karlie be distant from her. 

The third line shows Taylor’s wildest dreams that one day they could go out together without any of the complications and when they are home together, Karlie will stay forever.

(Left: Taylor and fireworks. Right: Karlie and Taylor and fireworks)

Welcome to Bridge City

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover My heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue All’s well that ends well to end up with you Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

Remember you asked what happened on 28 September 2016? 

2016 is most probably the worst year for Taylor in her career. Let say that she wrote reputation in late 2016 to early 2017. Since she not only writes about recent experiences but also nostalgia (and reputation is about finding TRUE love despite being hated by said people who has nothing better to do), it would be fitting to write about Karlie. More specifically, the realisation when she loves Karlie romantically.

In this city, the lyrics mimic a wedding speech said by the groom/bride. It is a common gesture to stand as the bride/groom says their wedding vows to each other. 

The words “borrowed” and “blue” references to an old traditional wedding rhyme on what a bride should wear at her wedding:

“something old

something new

something borrowed

something blue

and a sixpence in her shoe.”

“All’s well that ends well” means that if the outcome of a situation is a happy one, it cancels out all of the unpleasantness faced on the journey. To Taylor, ending up with Karlie is the best possible outcome, and all the hardships will be worth it.

So it other words, marriage is something Taylor and her lover wants. Usually, before someone gets married, they are engaged. So I conclude that 28 September 2016, three summers ago, is the official anniversary of their engagement. (gasp in mock shock) (they might be engaged around August in Wyoming see Karlie insta)

Not to be worried, she will be overdramatic because drama loves her. And she will be TRUE to Karlie because what they have is TRUE love.

(if you do not know what “all eyes on us” means click here)

In the lyric video, word “overdramatic” has a space in between. Over dramatic as if she’s finally going to stop being in the center of drama? (not that she can help it when drama loves her)

I love the phrase “dirtiest jokes” because it shows how comfortable they are with each other. (this is funny cause Taylor’s parents would leave the room just to not hear dress)

And now they are bound together by love, Taylor will always treat Karlie as her other half, hence saving a seat (beside her,  at the head/end of the table facing each other, etc), as they are of equal standing. Two halves of a whole. Yin and Yang.

Even with all the proof mentioned above, hets be like “but Taylor sang the magnetic force of a man.”

First of all, it’s a publicity stunt. She does it all the time (eg naming her song style)

Second,

(check out @badcode )

3. Analysis on everything else

Lover is the complete opposite of The Archer. It has 1989 sounds with a county feel that make you feel soft with a tinge of sentimentality and wonder.

The lyrics are reputation styled which talks about TRUE love and contentment. 

The bridge, in particular, is a glow up from speak now.

Also the usage of feminine terms of endearment such as babydoll, darling, dear, honey in her songs. I honestly cannot imagine taylor calling any of her “boyfriends” them.

(im just like god is a woman and her name is taylor swift)

Some fun facts that might blow your mind (click link):

-Track 3

-The length of Lover is 3:41. and 1:43 means i love you

-Why You Are In Love is not entirely about her friend’s perspective. Also

TLDR; Lover is a song about Taylor and Karlie’s wedding.

There’s a reason why the song (and the album) is called Lover and not Husband.

#taylor swift #gaylor swift #kaylor #queer analysis #lover #if i have wrong info or you want to add on or remove pls dm me

[minty-minmin]

[Is it fake love?]

You x Jimin

Part 32- we share one braincell

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a/n: OML OK I'm always lowkey nervous when posting actually written stories and stuff cause I'm a noob lmao and i still gotta practice a lot but i hope you enjoy reading it nevertheless 🙃 lemme know if you liked it or not yeh👀

Ps: it finally worked 🙄 sorry to those who had to wait :(((

"fuck" you mumbled nervously as you shoved your phone back into your jeans pocket.

How could you be so naive? so stupid? but most importantly so blind to just ignore the obvious? It makes total sense now that you think of it, Siwon probably didn't like the thought of you and Jimin being together,even if it was fake, but you never expected him to go this far.

Oh and about the Bunny thing? yes, Yoongi was right you were Bunny, at least thats what Siwon called you back when you guys were together.

You still remember it clearly- how he jokingly used to make fun of your way of eating, saying it resembled a bunny eating a carrot; you simply rolled your eyes at him and gave him a light slap on the arm.

Those memories still made you feel sick to your stomach and your mouth feel all bitter inside, but yeah thats how you got the nickname you never asked for, filled with memories you wanted to erase completely.

You packed your stuff into your bag and quickly rushed out of Jimins house, your phone was literally being bombarded with messages which you easily recognized by all the little ping sounds it made.

You unlocked it and checked your notifications first, they were mostly from your groupchat with the boys but you ignored them simply because they wouldn't understand, and you had no time for any clarifications.

For a split second you even debated about texting Siwon, but you managed to hold yourself back from making a horrible mistake- cause at the end of the day it's all about Jimins safety, you couldn't risk Siwon getting suspicious;

Yeah, it might sound a little dramatic- but you have to be prepared for literally anything, even the worst.

Okay so next thing was checking yours and Siwons private chats, searching for the word "building or offer"

-why?-

because you can still remember it clearly; the night you went to the Highlight event, you and Siwon chatted for a good while which wasn't just uncomfortable but turns out to be very helpful to your current situation.

So to shorten it up, Siwon had told you how he had bought an old abandoned company's building that was located at a suburban area near Seoul. He continued talking about planning to restore it and the next thing you heard was a job offer as the director/senior vice president.

You were quite taken aback if you were completely honest, and didn't even hesitate to decline his offer- running a big company means huge responsibility and you knew for a fact that you couldn't do that; besides, you wanted to keep your current Job and being away from Siwon as far as possible was more than music to your ears.

Anyways so back to your current situation-

you were still searching for that building's name because you were more than certain that he once had send you the details over text in case you change your mind;

and after a few long minutes of scrolling and scrolling, you finally found it.

"got it!" you let out a sharp sigh of relief before opening google maps and type in the address;

that's probably your one and only clue and honestly? you weren't only hoping that this was where Siwon had held Jimin hostage, no- you were praying to every god that possibly existed.

It was a 45 minute long drive according to Google maps, you kept nervously tapping your fingers against your carwheel not knowing what to expect.

You parked your car a little further away from the building out of worry someone- or worse- Siwon might recognize it, but near enough to still have a good view on the entrance.

Before you decided to make your way in there -and before deciding how to actually do this- you send your best friend Jungkook one last message to make sure that at least one person knows where you are and what crazy ass shit you're about to do.

"God this boy..." you mumbled as you slowly leaned your head against the headrest of your seat.

He really does worry, he really loves and cares about you as a friend and you really appreciated that.

You took a small break of reality and thought about your cherished memories with Jungkook which actually managed to calm you down and even made you crack a small smile, until you heard your phone buzz;

You looked at the caller ID and it was, as expected, Jungkook.

"I'll be there in about 5 minutes, just gonna park behind your car and then we can go inside, just please wait for me okay?"

He didn't sound like the usual Jungkook that you were so used to, he sounded serious and dare you say? even a little scared.

You couldn't blame him though, you were literally being guided by your own emotions and you were aware of that, something you barely ever did cause of one plausible reason and that would be because its fucking dangerous;

yet here you were, doing exactly all the things you shouldn't be doing or you would've never done in the first place if it wasn't for your stupid feelings and these stupid guys, one of them being a complete psycho and the other possibly the love of your life,

great.

You were still waiting for Jungkook to show up, so you decided to just casually look around, simply scanning your surroundings

making you realize one thing very quick-

it didn't really seem like people were actually living there, so this whole idea of opening up a new company right in the middle of nowhere seemed pretty odd to you.

Why would Siwon spend money on a building like this? in a place like this?

You continued staring out the window when your eyes landed at the entrance of Siwons building; your heart immediately dropped and you automatically scooted downwards, your head bumping against the lower cushion of you seat.

You weren't necessarily surprised at the sight of Siwon exiting the building but it somehow still sended you a cold shiver down your spine.

"i knew it" you whispered to yourself

"i fucking knew it"

You kept hidden until you heard the car drive away, perfect timing for Jungkook to arrive you thought as you saw his car stopping right behind yours.

Fortunately, you knew now for a fact that sneaking in wouldn't be as tricky as before so technically if it wasn't for your best friend, it would've probably ended very badly for you, but you didn't plan on telling him that.

No need to push his ego.

You both got out of your cars, you saw the boy walk towards you, glaring right at you and dramatically shaking his head in disappointment.

" i swear to god after all this is over you'll buy me food for at least a month" the young man insisted, making you roll your eyes at him.

"i never told you to come, i could've done it mys-"

"do i look like i give a fuck? my best friend of almost 20 years is a total idiot but i mean we both share and own this one and only braincell so of course i need to protect the little dude we've got left in there, even if it means to break into an abandoned old ass building that only MIGHT POSSIBLY have your lil boyfriend in there"  he interrupted you mid sentence with this look on his face that practically screamed -bitch attitude-.

You gave him a half amused, half "why the fuck am i friends with you?" look before starting to walk towards the entrance with him following you right away.

"okay drama queen you done? let's go and get Jimin out of there, i dont know how much time we have left" you said quietly as you made your way in.

"fuck i hope this works"

"if you get me killed- i'm SO gonna haunt your stupid ass, just to make it clear."

"shut up Jk"

#bts social media au #bts au #bts jungkook #bts taehyung #bts texts #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts suga #bts rm #bts hoseok #bts jin #bts namjoon #bts v #bts twitter #bts yoongi #bts fanfiction #bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts fake texts #bts angst #is it fake love? #jimin x you #twitter au #jimin x oc #jimin au #jimin x reader #jimin social media au #jimin imagine #jimin x y/n #jimin texts

[simplywylan]

I'm sorry, did you not make a post demanding schmico hugs and cuddles and kisses because "a girl needs" or similar bullshit? That is you putting your fetishy expectations all over a mlm relationship because you apparently think you're owed it.

OH MY GOD.

Do you not understand a JOKE?!

Let me say this much, asshole- Seeing people be affectionate to one another is SO MUCH DIFFERENT than seeing them fuck each other. Seeing people express their love to one another is not fucking fetishising their fucking relationship. I did not 'demand'- as you wordered it- to have it. I am not messaging the Grey's writers or actors and demanding they do it, or else. I do not think I am owed anything.

I want to see Nico and Levi show affection and love to one another that isnt through them constantly making out. That is like- the opposite of what you're saying I'm doing. I want to see them in their relationship, doing things that every other couple do. I want to see them build a life together. I want to see them make food together, I want to see them just sit and talk about the most random of things. I want to see them thrive, just like any other damn relationship that has, could, and is on the show.

Dude, look up the word you're using. Have you ever actually looked up the definition of fetishising?

I am in a group chat on twitter with someone who actually, fully fetishies them. They constantly make comments about how hot it is when schmico make out. They constantly make comments about how much they love watching the scenes where they kiss. They constantly say how they want to see it go further.

THAT is fetishising Nico and Levi. What I say is the literal opposite. Yes, many people who ship Schmico are like what you are describing. There are rare few that aren't.

If I said what I said about Schmico for a straight couple, you would not be here right now, being a comple and utter dumbfuck. I would not be here educating you on how damn wrong you are. You sound so, so stupid. If I was saying this all about Japril, or Jolex, you wouldn't bat an eyelid.

As a proud lesbian myself, I know what fetishising is and I know how horrible it is to have happen. Do you know how many men have told me that it's hot that I like girls? Do you know how many MEN have told me they wanna see me kiss a girl? I would not want to put anyone else through that, ever. So don't you DARE say that I am fetishising Schmico when, in fact, I hate people who do that just as much as you do.

You remember Callie and Arizona, right? The lesbian couple? Yeah, the only reason so many people were okay with that is because they found it hot. Lesbians and women are fetishised so much, so I would fucking know what its like. Why would I want that to happen to someone else?

Wanting to see a couple thrive and live their life is not fetishising. Wanting to see a couple fuck and kiss and do sexual things like that, now that is more or less what fetishising is.

If you want to come at me for wanting Nico and Levi to be happy, then come at the thousands of others who also want the same. Let them tell you the exact same thing that I have just said.

So, anon, let me sum this up for you so it's easier for you to understand.

I DO NOT FETISHISE NICO AND LEVI.

You are so- You're dumb. You've made yourself look so dumb. Maybe pick up a fucking dictionary or google search next time you try acuse someone of something.

#fucking dumb ass #get a life #greys anatomy #nico kim #schmico #levi schmitt #levi schmitt x nico kim #levi x nico #educate yourself before accusing someone of something #jfc you made me genuinely lose braincells

[breathiingg]

Hey! So I came here from your 707 meme and I've seen your other memes (plus the ones from KS) and I love them so so much~ But! I noticed you didn't have any headcanons or fanfiction published yet so I wanted to be the first to ask for headcanons :3 Can you please do headcanons of the RFA + V & Saeran reacting to finding out that MC has been cutting herself lately because of a relapse caused by overwhelming stress from work? Bring on the angst, I had a shit day anyway :D please & thank you~

first of all, thank you so so much that was such a thoughtful thing to do I’m at such a loss for words (ﾉ∀`♥) but secondly, I’m so so sorry you had a bad day (◕︿◕✿) if you want to, I’m always free to talk about these things or just talk in general, okay? mama’s got youuuu (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

I’ve had a really bad last three months and I’m in a loop I really can’t get out of so this topic is honestly something I can relate to pretty well, but it’s something I have hope for? like I think I can get out of this loop and find my way and it goes for everyone else who’s in that same loop ♡´･ᴗ･`♡ so for that reason, I'm gonna try to make the headcanons happier (i will still try to make it angsty no worries~)

soooooooo~ without further ado… (this is going to be very long btw)

Yoosung

this boy was just casually playing LOL on his pc when you come into the room freaking out

“Yoosung, where are all my long sleeve shirts?”

he looks at you confused

it’s the middle of summer???

why on earth would you need long sleeve shirts in the middle of summer????

he casually points to the laundry basket in the corner

“Sorry, MC, but I think you used up all your long sleeve shirts. Why do you need them anyway?”

your eyes just dart to the ground as you tell him you’re just cold

BOI IS CONFUSED

IT IS THE SUMMER  H O W

he doesn’t say anything though but the boy is worried

so as soon as you left the room, gamer child decides to consult google about the problem

“Why would my girlfriend wear long sleeve shirts in the middle of summer?”

google gives many answers

one of them was “Because she’s Russian”

are you Russian??? gamer child doesn’t know so he ignores it

but then an article about depression catches his attention

he looks through the whole thing about 64 times because you fit all the symptoms and child is now very very worried

but Yoosung knows he can’t just ask you about it so he waits

and that night, when you were both supposed to be sleeping, he sneaks a peek

he sees the scars, old and new, and he just starts trembling

he starts sniffling and then crying, and soon enough, he’s flooding the place

and of course, considering how FUCKING loud this child cries, you wake up

the moment you turn towards him to see what the problem was, he just pulls you into the tightest and wettest hug you’ve ever had

well considering all those shower “incidents” that’s debatable but that’s not the point

“MC, please, please don’t hurt yourself like that. It hurts me so much to see you like this. I love you so so much, don’t you know that?”

well you can’t really lie about the situation so you just mutter a quiet “I’m sorry…” under your breath

y’all just stay like that for the rest of the night, comforting each other as you sobbed in each other’s arms

he repeatedly told you over and over how much he loves you

and you told him everything

ad he understood.

the next few weeks after that, this child gives you all the love he could possibly give in the world

cooks for you, cleans for you, helps you with your work, you name it

he even stopped playing LOL just to give you the love and care you deserve

and you better bet your ass this will go on until you get better

Zen

there’s only one thing this boy loves more than anything (besides you and himself)

and you can bet your dog to the nearest pawnshop owner that it’s taking selfies

so naturally, this boy takes like 398459284 selfies everyday and you can bet your ass that he’ll get pissed every time his phone reminds him that he literally has zero storage left

so one day, he’s pretty much just randomly going through his camera roll, smiling at all the pictures he took of the both of y’all and remembering all the good times

but he notices a pattern

ever since about a few weeks ago, he noticed you wearing more jeans than shorts, and then there was a point where you just completely stopped wearing anything else but jeans

Zen doesn’t really think anything of it except for the fact that he missed seeing those sexyass legs

so guess what he does?

boy whines to you about it nonstop

“Baaaabeeeee, I miss seeing your gorgeous legs~ Why don’t you wear shorts anymoreeeeeee?”

you just shrug and make up some kind of excuse about starting to become conscious of going out in such short shorts

i mean it’s not really true but you can’t really tell him what’s really going on here, right?

 well turns out your lie backfired on you ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

he sets your jeans on fire bc you’re a liar lol get it? liar liar jeans on fire? no?

okay no, he doesn’t, but he does convince you to wear shorts for him in the house bc hey, if it’s just the two of y’all, you have no reason to be conscious, right?

good job, MC

so you end up doing it for him, but you wear knee-high socks nonetheless so he won’t see a thing and position yourself so that your hands are always covering your lower thigh area

you make him uber suspicious tho

but he just pouts but he doesn’t say anything

but jokes on you, he ends up seeing them anyway when he walks in on you changing

he sees the scars on your thighs, and his eyes widens

he runs to you in the speed of fast

and this boy starts kissing them

“Zen, what the hell are you doing?”

he just keeps kissing them and nuzzling them until you start giggling bc it’s starting to tickle

“With scars or not, your legs are still gorgeous, babygirl, but that still doesn’t mean this is okay. Don’t do it again, okay? For me, and for you.”

and from then on, he makes you model in shorts for him everyday and kisses your scars after each and every time

this goes on until all your scars heal

Jumin

kink master & sex god

he loves loves l o v e s to buy you lingerie, okay

and he loves doing sexy time with you too

which happens frequently

so obviously, when you stop having sexy time with him as often and then stop altogether, he’ll think something’s up

like you won’t even let him see you naked anymore, not even when you’re just wearing your bra and underwear 

obviously he’ll think something’s up

but this boy.

oh this boy.

he panics.

he thinks you don’t love him anymore.

he thinks he’s going to lose the one person he cares about the most.

jumin s t o p

i’ll have you know that his bff 4 lyfe had to talk to him about this and calm him down

“Just talk to her,” V says, so that’s exactly what he does.

but before that, he goes out and buys you some new lingerie since he hasn’t done that in a while

IT’S BEAUTIFUL OKAY SO ELEGANT AND PRETTY AND I JUST

MMMMMMMMM

but anyways

when you see that he just bought some lingerie for you, you already know what’s up

and you just sigh and give him a tired smile

“Sorry, Jumin…”

NUH UH HE AIN’T HAVING NONE OF THAT

he pulls you in into a sweet, passionate kiss

and just from that kiss alone, you could tell that he missed you

and god did you feel worse

he politely and gently asks for an explanation

but you just didn’t want to tell him, not like this

so you decided to show him

you grab the lingerie that he neatly laid out on the bed and you slowly put it on, your back turned to him

but as soon as you turned around, he saw the scars you traced onto your belly

he closes his eyes sighs

he understands

he understands but i think that’s what hurt him the most

he pulls you in for another kiss

“I’ll love you all night,” he whispered lovingly in your ear

“I’ll love you throughout every single night until you love yourself too, because you are beautiful. You are the most beautiful person that has ever touched my soul, and you are the only one who has ever made me feel like love was a possibility for me. I love you so much…I highly doubt that would ever change. A girl that amazing shouldn’t harm herself like this.”

and with those words, you find yourself crying into his welcoming arms

well, you know what comes after ｡^‿^｡

Jaehee

you love over the shoulder tops

it’s just your thing

it’s what you always wear when you’re working at the cafe

hell, both of y’all even have matching over the shoulder tops you got at Disneyland with those cliche “She’s my Disney Princess” phrases

and y’all would frequently wear those at work and everyone just swwwoooooooonsssss 

you’re the perky, clumsy little girlfriend who practically bounces with excitement everytime she greeted customers and she was the calm responsible one who sat behind the counter and watched her girlfriend with such loving eyes

it’s just always been that way

and then out of nowhere, it stopped.

it was gradual at first

but then it just stopped.

at first, you just seemed like you were tired all the time and you weren’t as excited so Jaehee just assumed that you were tired

but then you stopped wearing over the shoulder tops

or anything that showed even an inch of your shoulders

in fact, you seemed to hate anything that showed your shoulders

and that’s when it started becoming worrying

and let me tell you, anyone who’s been to that cafe at least once is worried af

they love you to death, you better bet your bare ass they’re hella worried about you

well your birthday was coming up so everyone plans a surprise birthday party in order to maybe cheer you up

and well, you didn’t know about it duh

so one day, you decide to wear an over the shoulder top that shows your scars and work on a Saturday so that no one would be at the cafe

BUT GUESS WHAT

“SURPRISE!” screamed practically everyone

and they saw everything

the scars

everything

even Jaehee

you fall to your knees and started sobbing really hard

but surprise again

everyone knew about it already

and boy do they have news for you

everyone comes over with their gifts in their hands and guess what they were

over the shoulder tops

“It’s okay, MC,” Jaehee comforted. So what if you have scars? You’re going through a tough time, aren’t you? We understand that. We’re here to support you through those times, so don’t be afraid to open up to us, okay? If you don’t want to, that’s okay, we’ll understand. But we’re always here for you, remember that.”

and with that, MC practically floods the place

and from then on, she happily wore over the shoulder tops everyday until her scars healed

Saeyoung

he saw you

every cut you slit

every time you tried to hide it

he saw you

he saw everything

and each time he saw it, he broke a little more

he was convinced it was somehow his fault

after all, everyone he loved and cared about always got hurt when they were around him

and this was what he was afraid of

but he tried his best to stay sane for you

you need support right now and he needs to offer it

and you know he knows

it’s not like you can hide anything from him with all the damn cameras around the house

so you showed them freely around him

once he saw that you were comfortable showing them around him, he immediately grabbed your wrists

“This is Wilbert,” he says, pointing to faintest and oldest (yet also deepest) cut. “He’s an old man who hates children on his lawn, meaning…”

He drew a circle around your wrist.

“This is Wilbert’s lawn.” he points to your freshest wound and says, “This is Timmy. He is the youngest.”

He looks up at you to see your reaction, and when he saw that you were giggling, he sat you down on the couch and continued the naming session

everyday, y’all would cuddle on the couch and update the life stories of your scars

everyday, there was a new story for every cut

Emily learned how to ride her bike

Kyle asked out Lily and got rejected big time

Wilbert became best of friends with Timmy

it was the only way he could keep sane

and it helped you stop the self-harm too, which in turn helped keep him sane

and this continued until your scars healed completely

and when they finally healed, he kissed each and every one

“Rest in peace, everyone. Let’s put an end to this story, okay? I care too much about my MC, so it seems like we won’t be able to have a sequel. Sorry.” he smiles faintly and turns to you

he was crying

you were crying

and y’all kiss each other’s tears away

V

you always slept on the right side of the bed

and when you started to cut yourself, this came at an advantage since V was the blindest on his right eye

so whenever you believed he was asleep, that’s when you would do it because unless he turned to completely look at you, he wouldn’t really be able to figure out what you were doing

but one night, while you thought he was asleep, he speaks up

“You know I know what you’re doing, right, MC?”

well fuck

he sits up as you put the blade away

“Come with me.”

he takes your hand and navigates his way to his studio with the other hand

he asks you to take your clothes off and stand right in front of the camera

you were really really confused but you did it anyway

like are we gonna make a sex tape or some shit what’s up

and he goes right behind the camera

well, he pretty much tells you to pose a certain way and takes lots of pictures of you from different angles

all of your scars are showing oh so clearly

and afterwards, he prints the pictures and shows them to you

and for some reason… you were crying?

you didn’t understand why but you wept and wept and wept

“You see,” he says while caressing your scars. “That’s how I feel. Seeing someone so beautiful feel so sad that she does this to her body? It hurts, doesn’t it?”

“Rip them up,” he says. “All of them. Tell yourself that this isn’t something you deserve and rip them up.”

and so you did

and god, did you feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders

and for the rest of your lives together, whenever you felt like doing it again, he sets up another photo shoot for you to print and rip up more pictures

and it always made you feel so much better

Saeran

you were acting strangely

your eyes were glazed over and the sparkle was no longer there

you weren’t as happy as you normally were

he always said your energy was annoying but he didn’t want this

because in reality, he loved it

he was still in the process of healing and all the positivity you were showing was helping him and making him so so happy

and he feels like this is all his fault because he never told you how he truly felt

he is panicking

but when he couldn’t take it anymore, he pretty much yelled at you in the middle of dinner

“Say something, goddammit! You’ve been acting like a damn zombie and I just can’t figure out what’s going through your fucking mind! Say something…please…I can’t take this anymore.”

the helplessness and desperation in his voice was enough to make a lump form in your throat

“I’m sorry, Saeran…” and that was all you could say

and then he starts crying

and at this point, you couldn’t take it anymore either so you start crying too

and y’all just cry through dinner

by the time y’all have calmed down, you pulled him over to the sofa and showed him your scars

“MC….”

he pulls down his sleeve and shows you his

and when you looked like you were about to cry again, he pulls you in for a hug, and for once, he was honest

“This isn’t right. We need help. I want to be normal again, MC, for you. For us. I want to make you happy…I don’t want to be a burden. I…care about you. You make me happy. And I want you to be happy too. I want both of us to be happy and okay. Together.”

and after that, he starts taking you to therapy with him

and it took a while for him to really open up and be honest

but one day, out of nowhere, he pulls you in for a hug after you made dinner, grabbed your wrist and kissed your scars. “Can I reword what I said to you on the sofa that one night months ago? I’ve been practicing.”

you nodded with a confused look as he pecked your lips.

“Basically…I love you.”

you smile as tears fall down your cheeks

you grab his wrist and kiss his scars just like he did yours

“I love you too.”

(I realized I forgot to make this about work stress…sorry anon;;)

#i'm sorry that this sucks so badddd #angst #mystic messenger #mysme #mm #707 #seven #luciel choi #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #mysme v #jihyun kim #unknown #jumin han #jaehee kang #yoosung kim #zen #hyun ryu #headcanons #rfa

[catbountry]

Further Discussion of Nazi Punching Ethics

Izzy: There are many many times when it's OK to punch Nazis.

Izzy: When they've committed no crimes, have never met you before, and have their back turned to you isn't one of them.

Izzy: Shit like that is how you get Weimar Germany.

Cat Bountry: http://pastebin.com/LVrdM2fd

Izzy: "HORRAY, NAZI GOT PUNCHED IN THE FACE! BTW guys be safe there's some Nazis that are being really aggressive for some reason, be safe uwu."

Minty: I want your opinion but actually I don't care

Izzy: So far this person is claiming it's a good thing because it emboldens the worse parts of the left-wing? The very part that's been killing the left from within?

Cat Bountry: Yes.

Minty: The neo-left

Izzy: " at the point where people are openly violent, it does more good to be violent back and show defiance then stay silent like in ww2."

Izzy: There were two bad moves by the left in Weimar

Izzy: The regular left refused to acknowledge the Nazis existence, much less debate with them.

Izzy: The equivalent of the modern "no platforming".

Izzy: This let the Nazis both spread their ideas unchecked, and made them look like they were saying something important and revealing big secrets, otherwise why would the powers that be try to censor them?

Izzy: And then the radical left fought them with violence.

Cat Bountry: So basically they're creating THE EXACT SAME CONDITIONS that lead to Hitler's rise in the first place?

Izzy: You noticed?

Cat Bountry: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA FUCK.

Cat Bountry: I wish it'd been you debating this lady.

Izzy: We even have a Great Recession, and a recovery that's only helping the upper class.

Izzy: And even worse, we don't have Communism as a radical alternative, because it's failed so recently, while Nazism and fascism, for the most part, failed 80 years ago.

Izzy: (Not to imply Communism was good.)

Izzy: The Commies fought the Nazis and their brown shirts with violence.

Izzy: Both sides happily instigated the violence.

Izzy: And it served to reinforce both sides biases (dunno if that's the right word to use here) and led to more people moving from the middle to the extremes.

Cat Bountry: BUT IZZY, WHAT ARE YOU SAYING PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE DONE IN 1940'S GERMANY, IZZY? I REALLY WANT YOU TO ADMIT I'M RIGHT ABOUT PUNCHING NAZIS IN THE FACE UNPROVOKED BECAUSE "RHETORICAL VIOLENCE."(edited)

Izzy: By 1940 IT WAS TOO LATE

Minty: But what do you feel about this Nazis

Izzy: Germany was already full Nazi and their War Machine had started rolling into the rest of Europe.

Cat Bountry: Yeah I pointed that out.

Minty: What do you FEEL

Izzy: We're talking WeimarRepublic here.

Cat Bountry: Keep reading, I'm sure you'll love it.

Cat Bountry: I had to share.

MissMarie: It's pretty bad,

MissMarie: they keep trying to double back and want you to admit punching nazis is okay.

Minty: @Septapus wormhole send "HORRAY, NAZI GOT PUNCHED IN THE FACE! BTW guys be safe there's some Nazis that are being really aggressive for some reason, be safe uwu."

SeptapusBOT: Message sent! You can use any wormhole 2 minutes from now.

Minty: Time to get anon hate via wormhole

MissMarie: I want someone to make a callout post on tumblr about wormhole messages

Minty: I still can't believe people are still sending communist propaganda through the wormhole

Minty: What have I started

Izzy: There are some actual communists out there.

Or Maoists.

Minty: The communist uprising of discord

Minty: I WAS JUST MEMEING

Minty: ITS JUST A PRANK BRO

Izzy: Wow, having a Trump icon next to my words in your screencap is not good optics. You can't tell that it's a messed up, mocking image of Trump I'm using in the cap.

Izzy: Hell, I'm not sure how obvious it is to you guys, at least without clicking on it and seeing the bigger animated image.

Cat Bountry: It's not animated.

Cat Bountry: It's just distorted.

Cat Bountry: Why, did you really try to make your icon an animated .gif?

Izzy: Yes, it showed as animated when I uploaded it and when I view it in my account.

Izzy: It's not a big animation, it's just contributing to the distortion.

Izzy: Yes, it showed as animated when I uploaded it and when I view it in my account.

Izzy: It's not a big animation, it's just contributing to the distortion.

Cat Bountry: There is literally no animation when I view it.

MissMarie: nope

Izzy: Is it animated (shaking) when you view my profile, at least?

MissMarie: It looks like Trump has 4 eyes.

Izzy: "rhetorical violence"? What is this bullshit? I've been seeing a lot of this lately from the far-left,

Izzy: Mainly to justify using physical violence or violent censorship against people who verbally offend them.

Izzy: http://4chanpol.tumblr.com/post/130041431174(edited)

Cat Bountry: That was the point I realized I was talking to a wall.

Izzy: There's such a thing as "fighting words", but those go directly to personal insults, and still don't legally justify violence. (Though I'll have to check the law.)

Cat Bountry: They're not protected under free speech though, I don't think, if they're implying an immediate threat.

Izzy: I'll have an answer for that in a bit.

Izzy: Also, IIRC, the left gained a handful of seats in Congress this last election, but not nearly as much as they assumed they would.

Minty: @Septapus wormhole send Making the mother of all omelettes here, Jack- can't fret over every egg!

SeptapusBOT: Message sent! You can use any wormhole 3 minutes from now.

Cat Bountry: I STAND CORRECTED.

Izzy: Google it and check?

Cat Bountry: http://www.wsj.com/articles/republicans-are-confident-about-retaining-control-of-the-house-1478634160

Cat Bountry: You were right.

Izzy: "i think the right to freedom (general) and inherent human worth trumps the right to freedom (of speech)." That makes no sense? Freedom of Speech is one of the most basic freedoms.

Cat Bountry: I KNOW, RIGHT?

Izzy: "rights are social constructs" They're wrong again

Izzy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natural_and_legal_rights

Izzy: Only legal rights are social constructs.

Izzy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Negative_and_positive_rights

Cat Bountry: I don't think these people actually know what "social construct" even means anymore.

Izzy: "is the right to be safe more important than the right to express unpopular oipiinions without fear of violent retaliations?"

Izzy: "fuck no? "

Izzy: Well, you got them to admit it.

Izzy: I hope they remember that their opinions are unpopular too, and they've just justified violence against them and theirs.

Cat Bountry: Did I really mispell "opinions" that badly?

Izzy: Yep. I don't blame you two for mispelling tho, tumblr chat ain't great for that.(edited)

Cat Bountry: It's pretty hilarious, though.

Izzy: yah

Izzy: anyway, I have to run out, be back in a bit

Cat Bountry: Later, gator.

#the ethics of punching nazis in the face #roundabout by Yes plays #TO BE CONTINUED