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Danganronpa (games) 🧡

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Boyfriend to Death 🩷 8:11 ❤️

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Dream smp / any smp in general 🖤

Most games with ns/fw (as long as the request is sfw)

The coffin of Andy and Leyley 🖤

Super Sonico 🧡

You and me and her 🧡

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Monster high (personal reasons)

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Our fictkins: The Mangle, Amy Rose, Streber (Spooky month), Pest (Regretevator), Beetle (8:11)

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Our sexuality: Gay, multispec (quoigender), Polyam, demisexual

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souryogurt64 · 3 months

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the essay!!!! i read that shit instead of studying for my exam so if i fail it is your fault miss yogurt (kidding). i am continuously amazed at your abilities and your perfectly dry-but-witty journalistic style that i am ohsoinlove with. reading the sentence “(Also unsurprisingly, Gray is about gaslighting a girl until she dies.)” took me out lma. ! i love all of ur writing, tho i am obviously biased since it’s on topics that interest me - however, the amount of work and dedication that you are able to designate not only to a complex split of a band, but also personal relationships, biographies, lyrical and prose analysis is astounding! anyway,,,, i guess i just want to thank u !

thank you this message is really genuine and sweet <333 i re-used that joke from the gray dissertation lol

Tbh i was not happy with a lot of parts of this one. Sorry to rant about this appended to your ask specifically <3

mainly I think i shot myself in the foot with the way i structured the last one where i covered the moment panic got signed in excruciating detail and then rushed through 10-15 years really fast. at the time i did not think these were that serious or were going to reach as far as they ended up reaching and it was just like for my tumblr followers so i knew it was like a bad idea but i was just like "whatever!!!!"

anyway that made the beginning really rough because i didnt really have a set place to start. the first like 5 pages were also completely different too which didnt help

Also about 70% of the way through i realized it was really weird that i didnt give brendon any kind of dramatic introduction. I had so much fun writing the dramatic introductions they got a lot longer than when i outlined the essay which made that even more noticeable

But honestly, writing this and watching so many presplit panic interviews i actually started liking brendon a lot more and remembered why people used to love him and i knew whatever i wouldve said would have been things people didnt really want to read, so instead he just got his villain monologue at the end

It was also kind of weird that i didnt introduce spencer or jon at all but i figure anyone reading a 50 page essay about panic at the disco already knows who these people are anyway so i just had 2 move on

Also i was not very happy with the verlaine section, i felt like it was a lot of very dense information to synthesize and like also I didn't want to over explain it and be accused of being like a gay truther but like im sorry. its not even gay truthing its just gay by virtue of existing so i feel like i under explained it

Other parts too. However my research capabilities are absolutely unmatched and i do think im funny. im not sure if most other people think im funny but i sure think i am <3

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yandere-mha-blog · 1 year

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The next day In class you sat in the very back again, you felt stressed as the teacher was going over the outline for your first assignment. Nothing big, just a five paper essay on your life and why you decided to take this course.

And the door opened up ten minutes later into the teacher lessons

“Sorry, I overslept.” Keigo said, you sank down into your seat, please don't sit next to me, you prayed.

“Don't care, go to your seat.” the teacher said

“Got it sir.’ Keigo said as he walked up the steps and flashed you a smile as he sat next to you again, you wanted to slam your head on the desk.

“Hey (name).” He whispered “what did I miss?”

“We need to do a five page essay about our life and why it led us to this course.” you said

“...I don't know if I want to trauma dump this poor guy.’ Keigo said, you glanced at him as he had his hand holding his chin, he let out a yawn.

“Tell me about it.” You said in agreement, “seem a little invasive.”

“I know right.” Keigo said “like I am here for the credit, you know?”

“No, I am working towards a literature degree.” You said “this is just the first class I need to take.”

“Oh for real.’ Keigo said “Nice you already got a plan figured out, you want to be like a journalist, you look like you would be a good journalist.”

“What makes you say that?” you asked, you were a bit curious

“Hey you two i told you to be quiet back there!” the teacher yelled,

“Sorry sir.” Keigo yelled back, and you felt the eyes on you again, your mouth felt dry again.

“Sorry sir.” you muttered as your hands clenched around your pen and you looked down.

You tried to ge out of your class as soon as possible, you didn't want any more attention on you, you just wanted to fly under the radar, it was happening again, just like in highschool, Dabi was right…College was just another school where you would be the punching bag-

“Hey (name).” Keigo said “you good?”

How did he find you, and how does he move so quickly?

“I…I'm fine.” you said

“You sure, because you look a bit like you lost your color.” he said

“I said I'm fine.” you snapped, that came out a lot meaner than expected

“...did I upset you?” He asked

“Keigo, if you think it's funny to get me in trouble with the teacher, find another way to amuse yourself.” you said and only realize how ridiculous you sounded, you were prepared to get mocked

“Ohhhh.’ Keigo let out “Is that what you thought I was doing?”

You stood there, here comes the defect

“Sorry, i didn’t mean to get you in trouble, you just are easy to talk to.’ Keigo explained“Feel like if I asked the other kids in class they would tell me to shush.”

“Oh…” you said

“I mean the teacher is a real stick in the mud you know, so serious.” He said “ im sorry didnt mean to get you in trouble, how about i get you something to eat, my treat.”

“That's okay, I usually just eat something at my dorm.” you said

“Aw come on, I really want to make it up to you.” He said “I know this great fried chicken place that's only five minutes away.

“Fine but only after my classes, they are done at noon.” You said

“Great, let's meet up here then.” He said as he looked at his watch “whelp im running late again, later (name).”

You went to your next class, and when it was done you scrolled to the spot, you were expecting him to stand you up, but there he was on the bench on his phone, he seemed lost in thought, maybe it wasn't too late to ditch.

“Hey (name).” He yelled, everyone looked over at him “Glad you made it.”

He strolled over to you

“Hey Keigo.” you said as everyone moved on with their day “where is this place again?”

“Well it's not a palace but a vendor.” He said as he two of you walked off campus and on the street

“Hey aiko.” Keigo said, “Can I get four orders.’

“Sure thing hawks…whos this?” he man asked

“Oh this is my desk neighbor in my second class.” Keigo said

“Hello.” you said

“Nie to meet you.” he said as he handed you two the yakitori, it smelled delicious , Keigo paid the man

“Have fun you crazy kids.” He said, as you took a bite of your food, man this really was good

“You like it?’ Keigo asked, you nodded your head and swallowed

“Is really good.” you said “altho i have a quick question.’

“Shoot.” he said

“Why does everyone call you hawks?” you asked

“Oh not everyone calls me hawks.” He said as a girl walked by and waved

“Hey hawks.” She said

“Hey Aoi.” he said, his point was not proven

“You sure do know a lot of people.” you said and took another bite

“I'm just a social butterfly.” He said and took another bite “besides hawks is just a nickname.”

“Fine, keep your secrets.” you said and tossed you stick in the trash

“Here lemme get a picture.” He said

“Why would you want a photo?” You asked

“To keep this moment forever.” He said and pulled out his phone”Because we're friends now.”

“Friends?” you said

“Yup now make a peace sign.” he said, you obligated and he snapped the photo

“Thanks, what's your handle? I'll tag you.” He said

“I don't have any social media.” you said

“Really?” he said

“Yup, feel free to post the photo though.” You said as you finished your other stick “still maybe think twice before you are associated with me.” “OH quit it, you accepted the peace offering.” He said

“The yakitori?” you said

“Yes, the yakitori.” Keigo said as he posted the photo “oh and if you ever do get a profile, add me.”

“I will, but for now I'll just give you my number, deal?” you said

“Sounds good to me.” Keigo said as he took his phone out, you put your contact info in.

“Well thanks for the food.” you said “i have to head back to my dorm to finish my assignment.”

“Sounds good, i have to get to my next class, ah man i'm already late.” He said and ran off, man he was fast.

You sat down at your computer and opened the doc, you took a deep breath.

How to deal with crippling self doubt and bullying from childhood to adulthood.

That was an attention grabbing header, you got to work, if the teacher was going to be invasive then might as well write out the whole ugly truth.

The reason I chose your course was so I could learn how to write my emotions out better. I want to be an author that can reach people like me and show them they aren't alone.

You pressed save and went to your bed, you looked at your phone and saw a text from Keigo

“Hey it's Keigo, you want to hang out this weekend if you have some free time?”

“Sure i'll let you know closer to the date.”

“Sounds great, see you tomorrow :> “

“Whats :> mean?”

“Oh it's a bird, I can also go OvO if you like.”

“Oh like this 0<0” you texted back

“0<0! I never even thought of that!”

You let out a small laugh, maybe Dabi was truly just full of bullshit, maybe there were people here you could be friends with, you would just have to find them.

“Who are you texting?” one of Keigo other classmates asked

“Oh hey Yuki.” Keigo said, “Just a new friend.”

“Aw there you go again.” She said “You should invite her to our study session then.”

“Hmmm, I'll ask.”

“Also would you like to join a study session in the library tomorrow?”

“Sure what time?” you replied

“Around lets say 3:30”

“Sure that works.”

“She is in.” Keigo said

“Cool we got another one.” Yuki said “Man, I am so glad I'm out of highschool and in college with actual sane people.”

“OH that sounds like gossip.” Keigo said

“Is not gossip Kiego.” she said “I'm telling you there was this couple at my old school, complete phycos, if you so much as breathe in the wrong direction of this girl, she would send her crazy boyfriend after you!” “Is that so?’ Keigo said

“Yes so, He pushed two of my classmates out the window!” she said “and that was only the start of it, he beat up our homeroom teacher and another two classmates, the amount of shit he did around school was nuts!”

“..i dunno seems fake.” Keigo said and stuck his tongue out

“Agh you wouldnt understand you had to be there.” She brushed him off

“Can you two stop flirting, and can we get back to studying.” A guy snapped at them

“Hey, I am not flirting.” Keigo said

“Sure…you look like a playboy…” he said

“You wound me.” Keigo said

Dabi meanwhile was still in a neverending state of pissed off, Kent couldn't remember your parents house, that prick, he had hoped the black eye he gave him was a good enough warning to do better in the future, but there was kent on his phone, with that dumb look on his face.

“You seriously piss me off.” Dabi said as he tossed his cigarette in his drink

“Hey what did i do?” Kent said “I'm just sitting here.”

“Exactly, you are just sitting there.” Dabi said “you haven found her parents address and i have given you months.”

“Hey look man i'm sorry okay.” Kent said as he sat back in his chair “I didn't know you would be this hung up about some ex…”

'She isn't some ex you dumbass.’ Dabi said as he swirled his drink “She decided to choose some dumb school over me, the guy who fucking saved her ass, and this is how i get repaid huh, she fucking left.”

“Dabi…didn't you breakup with her…” kent asked

'Shut up before I burn your eye lid off.’ Dabi said “She was supposed to come back, it was a test of her loyalty and she failed. I gave her the chance to come back and she just…left.”

“Ah…well i think i found her…”kent said looking at his phone

“WHAT!?” Dabi said as he grabbed kents phone ou of his hands, seeing the photo hawks posted of you two “Who the fuck is this?”

“That's hawks.” Kent said “Really scary guy, he nearly drove me off the road more than once in the street races, altho I haven't seen him in a while… Did he decide to go to college?”

Dabi snapped his eyes up to Kent who looked lost in thought, he looked and this “Hawkes” feed and found the school he went to, finally a lead, maybe Kent wasn't so useless after all, it would be good to keep him around for now.

“Find out what college he is attending and let's go.”

“But i'm not done with my drink-”

“NOW!” Dabi barked

You made your way to the library, it was currently 3:28, you found the group and walked over, you could do this. It was just a small group of keigo's friends…

“(name)?” You heard a familiar voice, you looked at the group and came face to face with your old classmate from highschool. “What…what are you doing here?”

You could see the fear in her eyes, you didn't know what to say to her, what could you say to her.

“Hey, I'm on time this time.’ Keigo said popping behind you “Anyways group , this is (name) the girl i was telling you about, (name) this is-”

“Keep her away from me.’ Yuki said “you should stay away from her as well Keigo.” “Huh?” Keigo said, okay he was confused “hey come on Yuki what is this all about then-”

“Keigo she is the crazy classmate with the psycho boyfriend!” she yelled, the librarians told her to shush

“What?” Keigo said looking at you “okay Yuki let's take a deep breath.’

“Take a deep breath, she is …she is crazy.” she said, "you were shaking “see look she is shaking in pure anger!”

“Be quite.” the librarian said, you felt something warm come down your cheeks, great you were crying. Your heel ran out of the library, trying to catch your breath, sure enough your past had come back to haunt you.

#yandere dabi #yandere dabi x reader #yandere toya todoroki x reader #yandere toya todoroki #yandere hawks #yandere hawks x reader #yandere keigo takami #yandere keigo takami x reader #yandere mha #yandere mha x reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere bnha

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appeypie · 2 years

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alright i’m curious, what’s your cinderella hate essay

i got 2 asks for this and i dont want to disappoint The People…

also im putting this under a readmore because it got too long. im sorry for ranting about jojo's bizarre adventure. can you forgive my sins....

TLDR; cinderella (stand) is a love potion, love potions are nonconsensual and not compelling. it rips koichi of his free will, and yukako is able to manipulate him, without any pushback or consequences. there's no growth!!! araki still cannot write women!!!

also aya sucks too. cringe episode. cringe arc.

im so sorry for this incoming text wall

i think the first thing that's really important that i need to get out of the way first is that cinderella's ability IS a love potion. like straight up. and obviously love potion stories are creepy and unconsensual

when i say this, people tend to push back against the idea but its true. how else would you categorize it? koichi would not give yukako the time of day pre-cinderella, even for a second, and in the anime was even seen RUNNING AWAY FROM HER in fear when he saw her on the streets 😭.. and then, suddenly after yukako visits aya once, he is being kind to her. even worried about her. and willing to go to the cafe with her alone.

he is apparently so 'in love' with yukako that he decides to potentially GO BLIND FOR HER??? HUH??? these kids know NOTHING ABOUT EACH OTHER BTW!!! they have no common interests. in their first interactions, yukako thought he was a lying cheater who she needed to fix. and koichi literally hated her, and was terrified of her. she stressed him out so hard that he thought he killed his own stand

like, koichi is incredibly kind and forgiving, but literally nothing in their relationship changed so that he would be comfortable even being near her. its just too sudden. last time they were interacting, koichi was telling her that he hated her and complaining that she "never listens to anything [he says]". she has this pattern of ignoring his opinions and feelings... and it obviously didnt end in yukako falls in love.

also this line:

[Image ID: a picture of diu's official manga translation. aya tsuji is saying, "you're mistaken. in his heart, i'm sure that koichi has fallen in love with you. but his rational mind is still resisting you" /.End ID]

girl "his rational mind"??? you mean the mind that isn't attracted to her in any way.. who remembers the abuse, and how unwilling to change she is 😭

the existence of this arc erases any interesting character growth that yukako could have had. she goes from telling koichi that "i will make you love me, if i can't have you, i'll just kill you, you belong to me" etc etc etc, to "ok, maybe i don't need him after all" at the end of her initial episodes. and then suddenly she regresses back to "actually i do want him" and then she gets him, with no substantial growth on her end.

she isnt kidnapping him this time which is good i guess, but she continues to ignore koichi's free will and agency by "bending fate" so that they can be together. that's just not ok to me

but i think the reason why im so reactive to yukako's situation, and not someone similar like rohan, is that irl mangakas DON'T steal your memories for manga material (i'm pretty sure). but people ARE abused by their romantic partners. yukako's abuse is cartoonish, making koichi eat paper and erasers and building him an electric chair, but its still uncomfortable (especially considering she ends up with him in the end).

[Image ID: a cap from the jojo manga. yukako says, "and you'll thank me. you'll realize that you need me. you won't be able to go on living without me." koichi is sweating and looks shocked and angry /.End ID]

i also feel like people don't seem to take domestic abuse as seriously with women perpetrators. we girlbossify them instead. it all just feels so icky to me, i cant shake it.

everything is made worse by the fact that araki CANNOT!!! write women or f/m relationships well in early-mid era jojo. rohan, tamami and others in the koichi fanclub have clear character arcs, they get better. yukako just doesn't. or at least it isnt enough

aya tsuji is also a flop of a character as well.. i've never heard anyone talk about this, maybe just out of discomfort, but she seems like a predatory lesbian trope. there are a few scenes where she is touching yukako inappropriately or ogling her (and i know with araki's art, it's hard to remember, but she's 16!). it's honestly just so uncomfortable i hate it lol. it's a shame bc i love seeing stand users who aren't attacking the protags, and instead just use their stand for their jobs… but again. araki cant write women. at least women can actually have stands without dying now. but we are far from stone ocean... we'll get there eventually....

ok tbh i have more thoughts but i think for all of our sanity im going to end it here. also my browser glitched and deleted some of this so i wanna be done with it

listen. if you ship them thats fine, really i cant stop you, though i'd recommend thinking about the implications a little harder. yknow. maybe you could rewrite canon so its not incredibly creepy. bc araki flops sometimes and it is perfectly moral to correct him (i do it all the time!!!!!!!)

and for the people who make abuse jokes with them: you get no bitches. also tell your dad to stop calling me and sending me money, its really desperate and i already have enough boyfriends. its embarrassing

#she made him a custom electric chair in yukako falls in love. need i say more #sorry if this is written weirdly. writing words is not my strong suit but i hope i got my message across #i know 'big mean scary girl and small cute boy' is probably the main attraction to this ship. but i counter with:#josuke and okuyasu are right there. pick one #or both if you want #anythings possible #im going to crawl back in my hole now #ask #avantgarf

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steelycunt · 2 years

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ridi ridi hiiii !!! how are youuu how was yr dayyy i started mine off by rereading yr otiofad ficc did you know every sentence in it is a masterpiece did you know every word is like worthy of an auditoriumesque applause now yk i wanted to ask you to talk about that particular bit tho (if you wouldn't mind ofc !!) where sirius slams the book shut on an insect bc it's sooo like it's sooo !! it reads like premonition and also like r can't help but be wary of s and s can't help but be just like capable of harm regardless of intention & carelessly and i think it's sooo genius I think yr soooo genius for that and if you have more to say abt what that bit meant to youu + process of writing it + foreshadowing you wanted to get across w it etc. etc. i would be vv interested to hear <333 mwah love you loads xx

hello my lovely omg!!! my day was GOOD actually surprisingly good i am recovering from my illnesses and i played badminton and ate tangerines it was a very content day!! how was yours!! also warning you now in advance i wrote way too long a reply to this. like WAY too long NOBODY needed this im so sorry!! the very final paragraph provides like a little tl;dr you DO NOT need to read the essay that is under the cut!! im so sorry!!

okay firstly the idea that someone would not only read one of my little stories but read it more than once?? crazy actually!! insane!! so glad that it could be a part of ur morning n i would love to talk abt it!! hang on opening it in a new tab rn let me remember what it was i actually wrote huh lol

firstly with the flashback scenes in otiofad in general they had to serve two different purposes. they obviously needed to show the intense love and intimacy between the boys prior to The Incident, in order to juxtapose the post-prank scenes and serve as a marker for measuring the size of the rift in their relationship that its caused (which is why theres lots of kissing and cuddling and cloying monologues in the flashback scenes), but at the same time they had to demonstrate the little parts of their relationship which are a little bit fucked! a little bit unhealthy and obsessive. and they had to portray sirius as a person who has the capacity to do what he ends up doing. i didnt want to accidentally work against myself by over-idealizing their relationship to the point where it became difficult to believe sirius could be so thoughtless as to do what he does. like if ive just made you read fifteen hundred words of him being the Best Boyfriend Ever and then switch to him begging forgiveness for an attempted murder, his character becomes a little disjointed, and i really wanted it to feel like you're consistently reading the same people, just in very different circumstances. so the flashbacks very much needed to stress their intensity rather than their health as a couple.

im definitely roaming beyond the parameters of your question (but i promise it all circles back xx) but some of the sort of. i dont want to say red flag as much as cause for concern moments that i tried to include especially in the flashbacks include for instance: [Sirius says that sort of thing often, and with a confidence that Remus cannot ever fathom. Good god, how he would like to ask Sirius, them or me, that or me, and never fear the answer.] in the first scene, because i think remus' low self-esteem and his insecurity definitely affects their relationship + how he perceives it, which isn't anyone's fault as much as it is just them being young and imperfect like. theyre like sixteen here nobody had it together when they were sixteen right :-/ you have sirius utterly utterly obsessed with being in love with remus declaring that he doesnt want anything else from life and he's. sixteen years old. he's got no idea. like its that sort of rashness and impulsivity when he's speaking and acting which ends up fucking him over :-/

TO GET BACK to the bit you actually asked about (im so sorry for how long this is <3) the part where he closes the book on the spider. i mean honestly ur interpretation in the ask is pretty spot on!! its another one of the little stitches in the flashback scenes that sort of...slightly changes/sobers/brings the tone back down the reality a little, after theyve spent most of the scene cuddling and kissing etc. i'd already sort of tried (and i want to emphasise try at every point in this answer sfdghsh because i am not necessarily claiming that any of this was necessarily successful lol) to show sirius' capacity for being rash and obsessive, and the spider moment was just this tiny act of unnecessary, arguably cruel? violence that was meant to be jarring against the very over-sweet and gentle affection he's just shown remus. and although theyre acts of violence on such different scales, he gives just as much thought to sending snape to the willow as he does to squashing the spider. one of the things about sirius that i love soooo much is his relationship with violence and the way his anger translates into violence and cruelty (which remus mentions in the final scene when he says “You’ve got to stop being the kind of person who hurts people when they’re angry.”). its why hes SO fun to write angry because his anger is so distinctive lol. so the spider moment is just meant to serve as a little reminder of this random, mindless aggression that sirius carries around with him and that exists in tandem with all the affection we've seen him show remus, who starts in surprise when sirius slams the book shut. (i'll let u in on a super little fun (or not) fact that in my head when i was writing it i always drew a little parallel between the twitching insect leg thats left on the page and the similarly uncomfortable sensation of the eyelash that remus feels scratching his own eye immediately afterwards. thats not necessarily meant to come across n i expect it doesnt because i didnt develope the idea...at all...but in my head they were always a little linked teehee like even sirius' smallest acts of violence still have an effect on remus somehow xx)

but yeah!! apologies i didnt think this would be such a long explanation for a simple question fbhsdfhs im very embarrassed by this but like!! in short the spider was another little jarring moment designed to tether the version of sirius you get in the flashback to the version you get in the post-prank scenes, because ultimately he's the same guy with the same flaws both before and after the prank!! there was no reason for him to kill the spider like that and thats why hes so fucked. it was just his instinctive response to seeing it there.

#this is embarrassing im sorry. i wrote this more for me mostly which figures because this is fun for precisely nobody else xx #BUT thank you for the question layla i hope my answer somewhat makes sense xx at least this is what i was TRYING to do #regardless of whether or not i pulled it off yknow xx thank you for giving me a chance to give a little ted talk tho mwah love u xx #layla tag #telegram #otiofad

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onewizardgirl · 2 years

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Part 1/3

minerva takes her cub under her wing, and a letter the next morning makes her far more protective than ever

Her little cub

Midnight chills swept through the corridor, dim torches lit the hallways. All the while traversing the dark a cloaked figure made its way through the dim corridors.

First year lakelyn thomas was shaking in her boots, a small black cloak wrapped around her, covering a blue nightgown soaked in blood. She found this blood when she woke for a glass of water. She panicked, and hidden in the darkness with her black cloak she creeped down the stairs hoping not to fall.

She aproached the door to mcgonagall’s living quarters that resided at the bottom of the gryffindor tower.

Mcgonagall was about to leave her quarters to spend some time with her old friend poppy in the hospital wing but was startled by lakelyn approaching and sternly asked

"What in the heavens are you doing out of bed miss thomas? Its past midnight,"

Lakelyn looks up at her professor,

"I-I'm sorry professor.. ," lakelyn said her eyes becoming glassy with unshed tears

"What happened, my cub?" Mcgonagall asked leading the small figure into her quarters. Usually she would take away house points and send her student back to bed, but something told her she needed to do something different. Take a softer approach, evenn the darkness minerva could tell when her cub was injured.

"I woke up to get a glass of water and i found blood on my bed," lakelyn told quietly

“Follow me,” the elder witch told, guiding the first year into her quarters.

“Are you in pain?” mcgonogall asked

“A little,” lakelyn answered “its just a stomachache though,”

“Is there a known source of the bleeding?” the elder asked again as she knealt down to look over her cub to look for an injury.

Lakelyn stayed quiet, usure of what to say, she didn’t think anyone had hexed her while she was sleeping but she could tell the blood was on her legs,almost like she’d been splinched on the inside of them, but it didn’t hurt like splinching did, and she should know, she splinched her ribs once when her and her mother had apparated somewhere in london when she was a child.

Minerva picked up on the tension in the air and made a likely assumption, since any magical ailments that could cause blood loss in this degree would have the girl howling in pain.

"Lakelyn, i believe you've started your period," McGonagall told

Lakelyn began panicking now, how could she've been so stupid?

Minerva saw the change in her demeanor and grasped the girls hands in her own

"I assume by way of your reaction you know what i meant, correct?" Minerva asked

"I'm so sorry professor, how could ive been so stupid, i didnt even think of that, I just pani-" lakelyn rambled before minerva cur her off putting a gentle hand on each of her shoulders to help steady her.

"Hush my little cub, it's fine, I understand, truly. Now, here's what you will need to get you through this week, for now I'd recommend one of the orange ones, since they are a bit bigger and are better for sleep. I will allow you to use my personal bathroom to shower and clean yourself up, afterwards you and i can take some time to talk, im sure this must be quite a difficult time without your mother near," McGonagall explained

"Thank you professor," lakelyn thanked

Minerva swirled her wand and conjured a black nightgown and clean underwear for the girl before she disappeared into minerva's bathroom.

She graded some rather awful essays from a few fourth year slytherins, finally getting to her gryffindor essays coming across hermione granger's essay written well and properly cited, just like the three years she's taught the girl prior.

Lakelyn came out of the bathroom in the black gown, minerva used her want to put lakelyn's bloody clothes in her dormitory where the house elves can take care of it.

"This will help with your cramps," Mcgonagall told "come sit,"

"Thank you professor," lakelyn said taking a seat near Mcgonagall.

" would you like to stay here for the rest of the night, my cub? I wouldn't mind a bit of company." Minerva asked

"It would be nice to not face my roommates for a morning, they all think i'm quite peculiar, scribbling down stories and fairytales at all hours if the morning," lakelyn admitted

"Very well," Mcgonagall said as she summoned a fuzzy red blanket for them while they were on the roomy sofa,

"Do you want to share some of your stories? I'm sure you'd make quite a good author for the wizarding community," Minerva asked

"Well, I've been writing one about a witch from hogwarts and a boy from the wizard school in america Ilvermorny isnt it? They met over the summer when the boy came to london to visit his grandparents and they hit it off immediately, they write to eachother nearly every day. I havent really got much after that, and im stuck in a rut right now." Lakelyn explained

"Quite the romance plot, i like that. Maybe you could do a plot twist where the boy finds a girl to date, essentially leaving the girl in the dirt, and she goes through a major character arc and becomes a completely different girl and ends up happier than ever that she's got her friends by her side" Mcgonagall said thinking of a plot to help lakelyn write.

For hours the pair sat and bounced ideas back and forth until lakelyn finally cuddled slose to minerva resting her head in the elder witches lap as she asked about minerva's days at hogwarts and listening until she eventually fell asleep. Minerva with papers that still needed to be corrected accioed a small table infront of her and her work. Letting the girl sleep while she graded.

By the time breakfast came that saturday morning poppy had made her way up to see why minerva had not visited her the night prior.

"I couldn't leave my cub alone, especially with her first period in a new place without her mother around to comfort her," minerva whispered as poppy took a seat in the recliner by the sofa.

"I see, well, i'll get some breakfast to bring up for you and your little cub, and we can play chess until she wakes." Poppy said, giving Minerva a small kiss on her lips as she left.

An owl left a letter on her lap moments later, what it read made minerva more protective of lakelyn than ever.

#harry potter #women supporting women #sideplot minerva/poppy love #we support lesbians here #lesbians #witches #period #first period #minerva mcgonagall #poppy pomfrey #young oc #gryffindor

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HELLOOOOO I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR ART it's sooo beautiful and I stare at your work so much!! do you have any art inspirations? like any artists or specific pieces that just. scratch your brain?? hope you're having a good one ^o^

first of all: thank you so much! don't get lost in it now! and secondly: i have put off answering this ask for so long bc i find that question pretty difficult to answer. i love way, way too much art. but still it's an opportunity to showcase some that i love. under the cut :) im sorry if this off from what you're expecting (crying emoji)

these are a small fraction of art that tickle my brain, only visual, sometimes inspiration just springs from a non-fiction like an essay, or in the repetition of furniture music, a strange movie with a story but with no discernible plot (the best kind of movie), when you cook a meal etc etc ....they exist where you least expect it........

i mainly do two art styles that, despite me whining abt inconsistency, are deliberate bc they give different moods, and i dont really care if my art doesnt look the same, esp since im not really interested in the industry where style consistency is part of branding yada yada. it’s more fun this way. i'll start with the inks.

one of my favourite mangaka ever is nishioka kyoudai. they're a brother-sister duo that writes these surreal poem-like stories without a plot. once you see it, it's a Very obvious inspiration. when i first got into hypmic, one of the comments i even made then was gentaro feels like a character from their work which lead to no longer human comic later for inktober www thats why i draw him a lot in the style inspired from their art...

below is the front and back cover of their most popular manga: kami no kodomo (just a warning if anyone checks this out: it's violent and disgusting. dont be like me who read them @ age 12, i was an edgy problem child)

another one of my favourites is taiyo matsumoto. art below is from their manga titled tekkon kinkreet, which has a movie ! and one of their manga got an anime adaptation as well....please watch ping pong the animation it's really good (shameless promo)

theres more, but these two mangaka really got me loving inks and not caring abt my art looking all social media pretty. weird is great!!! i embrace manga that looks unconventional

now for paintings, it's a different world ww most of them are contemporary. i like paintings that depict smth mundane or private. i love tenderness.......i like it when bodies feel like they merge into one, and where the figures' edges become imperceptible unless you look closely. intimism is where it’s at babey!!

(artists in order from left to right: egon schiele; toulouse-lautrec; ron hicks; doron langberg)

but non-representational art is really cool too...

(lindy chambers, julia soboleva, melissa santamaria, mark rothko)

im inspired by whatever this page called "1995 was an ok year" on facebook does. smth i want to get across w my art (although im aware i dont post my personal art here, maybe it happens w my fanart too who knows), when i really really try, is to recall memory that maybe didnt even happen, but the mood is there and it's felt. im terrible at storytelling but im obsessed with atmosphere, i hope it works lol

have a good day too anon !! sorry for the long reply

#ask #i know it wont be reblogged #but still pls dont rb this #thank you!

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hi again damien my pal damien :] i hope you don't mind me not following up to your answer of my ask yesterday until now—there are just There are so many Tasks and Tribulations. in this cruel world. far far too many in my opinion 😭 BUT ANYWAY!!

I AM SO HAPPY YOU GOT YOUR BILLZO MERCH THAT IS SO AWESOME though also i need to say like i agree like the fact that it's already too cold for short sleeves... CRIMINAL!!!! i don't even mind the cold it's just that i have so many band shirts which i want to wear all the time and of course they're all Short Sleeve... and so many of my halloween graphic tees are too 😭😭 it's not a big deal just Annoying. massachusetts weather is so. hmm. not sure how to describe it id just like to strangle it sometimes

AND I'M DOING GOOD :D!! nothing really Special or that interesting happening in terms of myself but im ok with that i don't mind :] plus i think you also saw that post about me fighting for my life cause i Also need to find a day to finally just WATCH the rest of rise, like i still keep scrolling by every meta post too i can't do this anymore 😭 hopefully very soon though :D id give you rise fic recs too but i only know like... one. and i haven't even read it so idk how good it really is 💀

SORRY IF THIS GOT SUPER LONG BUT EITHER WAY TY FOR ANSWERING AND I HOPE YOU'RE STILL DOING GOOD!! good luck with everything you're up against whatever that may be :D

i have looked at this ask every day since u sent it with the intention of answering and then not gotten to it bc adhd so im forcing myself to do it Right Now (so yeah obvi dont feel bad for not following up with me immediately im clearly worse at it than you'll ever be)

nah but fr massachusetts weather is ridiculous, i just have a variety of turtle necks for every fall/winter season to wear under my plethora of short sleeves bc otherwise i cant use more than half my wardrobe during those seasons without freezing to death 🙄 plus it's like downpouring every fucking week but i dont own an umbrella and i have no clue what happened to my raincoat but i fr havent seen it in like 2 years now?? anyways me and my friends went to spirit again today and got soaked bc when we went in the store it wasnt raining and when we left like 45 minutes later it was pouring and we didnt park close.

but ya i did see that post!! hows ur finishing the show going anyways? i havent seen any updates from ur blogs on it but i def couldve missed them 😭😭 i have made no progress since we last spoke bc ive fr just been watching video essays and streams every day with the exception of one day where i just started a new show randomly and watched the entirety of it in one sitting.

but ya i hope ur doing well also!! we will make it through this massachusetts weather together o7

#shit self #asks #zincellia #calli tag 🍉

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dracosathenaeum · 3 years

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OBLIVIATE | D.M. ABANDONED FIC OUTLINE

Hello~

I’ve had this fic for @fuckingdraco ‘s writing challenge outlined for almost a year now. Half of it is a skeleton; i have some scenes which are fully written out and others which are just first drafts and idea dumps. this is quite literally copied and pasted so good luck if you read it.

I never had the heart to completely delete it but never liked it enough to write it; so here is my 2.2k draft fo what would’ve been a series.

If anyone decides to read it, be warned, it’s a mess. i just didnt want it to die in my notes so it’s having a life here, in my new section of my masterlist ‘fics that never saw the light of day’.

warnings: memory loss, fight scenes, gore, fighting

Being in a secret relationships had its ups and downs

You had to sneak around

But that just made the moments you were together so much more meaningful

You couldn’t brag about him to your friends

But the both of you were quite private people anyways, explaining your absences as studying in odd places

No one ever found out

It was just you and draco

The summer of 5th year was hard as he spent all of it in the south of France with his family

But it made coming back in 6th year so much more exciting

your fingers ached to touch him as you walked past his carriage

It was moments like this that you wish you could openly love him

But when your friends started gossiping about how Harry Potter thought he’d become a death eater, you were suddenly glad you weren’t linked to him publicly

That thought itself set a heavy weight of guilt on you

He came back in 6th year and he had changed

His kisses lost their spark

His eyes lost their light

He’d fuck you rough and hard, almost as if forgetting himself. Before making it up to you in the next instance

Slow love making that made you feel like you had just slept with an entirely different person

You followed him

You supposed you shouldn’t have

But he was skipping meals and you couldn’t exactly talk to his friends when they didn’t know you

You couldn’t confide in your friends as they wouldn’t understand

So you had no other choice

You followed him throughout the nights, and every time you would find him slipping into the room of requirement when he should’ve been slipping into bed with you

Once you had gauged what time he usually went and on what days you yourself went, 10 minutes before he was due

You watch as he fiddles around some ancient looking cupboard and you wonder why you’re jealous of a dead tree taking up dracos time

You watch as he sends things through, until finally it works for him

But its not happiness on his face nor relief

It looks like dread

He doesn’t look like he’s accomplished something, no there was no way

You watch as he takes off his tie, throwing it in the pile of robes and jumper

You watch as he rolled up the sleeves to his arms, the arms that had held you up more times than you could count

And you watch as the dark snaking lines of the dark mark are exposed on your lovers skin

His eyes whip round to see yours, instantly widening in fear

It isn’t until you try to walk towards him and he throws his hands up to stop you do you realise the shattered glass littered around you

He flicks his wand and you walk over, standing in front of him trying to figure out why

“How did you hide it from me for so long.”

“Simple charms, I was hoping you wouldn’t have to find out.”

More dialogue where he explains

“I don’t have a choice.”

“You always have a choice.”

Draco please

“I can’t, I had to take this on my skin because my father fucked up”

“If I, if I stop now, I cant save my mother”

“Draco please, we can find a way around this”

You kiss him

And it feels like you’ve both gone back to before 6th year

When times were simpler

When he loved you and you loved him and that was it

No other interruptions

“Oblivate”

PART 1

“Y/n?”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?”

“Draco Malfoy, we share some classes but we haven’t spoken before.”

“Oh, im sorry, of course. I’m really tired I dont usually forget peoples names I swear. I must’ve been so tired I wandered in, I apologise.”

“It’s okay, the doors over there.” You take that as his polite cue of asking you to leave

He offers a tight smile, one you remember from first year, one you remember seeing across the hall as he’s shut down by Harry Potter

Poor guy must be going through something

“Y/n”

you turn, you dont even hesitate. You dont know what it is but you feel as if you’ve known him all your life

You change and you see a gold ring dangling from a dainty gold chain. You ask your friends if they’ve seen it before

im forgetting so much these days

But you keep it on, it brings you an odd sense of comfort

You keep it tucked beneath your blouse, bringing it to you lips on occasion when youre anxious.

He had forgotten about his ring, the very ring you had clasped between your thumb and finger as you worked on your essay. How was he possibly supposed to get it from you

he’s well aware he’s staring but his mind is whirling

He needs that ring

“Draco, isn’t that your ring?”

He should’ve obligated himself, that might’ve been easier

“I’m sure it just looks similar.”

“Draco, we both know that’s the Malfoy famlily crest, I wondered why you stopped wearing it.”

“Wait did she steal it?”

misplaced it

She picked it up

He had to awkwardly walk over to pick it up

“That’s my ring.” You had told him all about how your friends hated him and how you had feigned indifference the entire time

He had to act the part

Youre flustered, eyes flicking between the ring and him, fingers clasping it tighter as if not wanting to let it go

He notices and his heart clenches at the sight

Remembering the night he gave it to you

*flash back*

“I’m so sorry, I must’ve picked it up by accident here.”

“Wait, how do you even know it’s his, prove it Malfoy.”

“My vaults could buy Hogwarts, why would I be stealing gold from a nobody?”

Your cheeks flare up and your friends glare at him but see his side

You struggle to unclasp it, and of course you fucking do because his stupid fucking ass charmed it so only he could take it off

he watches as you struggle with it, turning to a friend to help before you have 6 girls pulling at the very expensive chain on your neck

“For fucks sake youre going to damage it, let me.”

Your breath hitches as his surprisingly warm fingers brush your hair out of the way, fingers working quick to unclasp the necklace, the weight of it leaving your neck and you feel surprisingly empty

“Thank you.”

You watch as he goes, your fingers scratching over your neck, feeling something bubble in your throat

This was pathetic, you were so sad over something that was never yours in the first place

You spend the remainder of the time trying to figure out how you cam to be in possession of it in the first place

your name is written in beautiful cursive on a letter that you cannot help but love

You turn it over to see a beautiful wax seal on it, fingers trembling as you break it

The chain is yours.

d.m.

You tilt the envelope over into your hand to feel the familiar weight of the chain in your hand, clasping it around you neck in an instant

You look in the mirror but you dont recognise yourself

Your friends are surprised when you study with them

When you go back to your dorm room at a reasonable time

And you dont have a clue where it is they think you go

But how could you possibly explain to someone what you font remember

The chain is too light around you neck, its just not the same, it feels as if it’s chocking you rather than bringing you comfort

You start digging through your trunk and draws, looking for something to act as a pendant before you finally do.

Hidden at the back of one of your draws you find a little velvet box you dont remember stashing away. But then again, you dont seem to be remembering much these days.

Its a tiny little constellation of stars, charmed to sparkle and you heart wonders why you had never worn it before. It was a simple little charm but once hooked onto the necklace, you look at yourself in the mirror and finally feel as though a little part of you has returned.

PART 2 THE CONSTELLATION IS DRACO

6th and 7th years are a blur

A blur of horror

You dont really understand how life had changed so abruptly

You dont know how you end up fighting in a war at the age of just 18 but here you are

Draco stands with Hogwarts

And then his mother calls

You’ve seen him

Of course you have

You know what he is, know what his parents are

But you also know what he has done to make Hogwarts more bearable for you under the Carrows watch

The small things, diverging attention away from you and your friends

He wasn’t evil and some part of you knew that

You watch as he takes a shuddering breath and starts to walk

You watch as no one stops him

You watch as he loses more of his soul with each step towards mr no-nose

You dont know why you do it

You run

Your friends call your names, teachers joining in

They think youre joining the other side, they think youre fucked in the head, as they had since that incident in 6th year

But no, you were just missing something

you catch up to him pretty quickly, pulling him to a stop

“Ah, another to join my cause. Welcome young lady.”

“You know me. Im missing something but whenever I’m with you, whenever im holding this stupid constellation close to my heart, I feel at ease. Why”

he stares at you incredulously, and why wouldn’t he. Youre in the middle of a battlefield, Harry Potter has just been declared dead and Voldemort is less than a meter away

But you dont feel scared

And you feel stupid for not feeling scared

“It has felt like I dont even know who I am for the past 2 years, what did you do to me?”

You know everyones watching, you can hear the gasps on both sides as they think the worst of him

“I did what was necessary.” That was the first time he had spoken more than 2 words to you since he had gotten his necklace back that day in the library

“Draco, this is no time to be flirting. Come join me, bring her with you if you want.”

He tenses as voldy rests a boney hand on his shoulder, pulling him towards the other side, away from you

“If you won’t be joining us, we will use you an example of what will happen if you dont join us.”

You stare at him unfazed, fear was something you had gotten used to

Your fingers grip your wand in hand, running through all the spell harry had taught you in the da but its not enough

You are no match for voldy as he throws an unforgivable at you

You hear screams around you but all you hear is silence, as if the world had finally gone silent

Draco watched as the spell hit you directly in the chest. He had spent 2 years living with his actions all for it to have gone to naught in a single second

He watched as the light from his wand hits you

Before rebounding off you as if it hit a shield

There’s a flash of black and his mother is infront of him, wand out from deflecting the spell from bouncing back and hitting him

“Mother?”

“She’s important to you?”

“She gave him one of the fucking family heirlooms, either she’s important to him or he’s an idiot”

His parents were… bickering in the middle of a battle

voldy recollects himself but before he can talk neville speaks up “I have no idea what’s going on but-”

Draco drowns out the noise as he stares at you on the floor, youre covered in dust and in blood but youre alive

He hears screams as harry rolls from hatreds arms, he hears the cries from death eaters but all can see is you

“We’re switching sides now?”

“I mean he’s fairly distracted, he won’t have time to hunt us down, we owe it to our son.”

Fight scene

You remember everything

Fred Weasley teases the both of you, “we have a war to win, you can fuck later.”

He copy his lazy grin, a grin that lights you up, a grin that reminds you what’s left to fight for

You see the spell before he does

Youre in an arms reach of him but Draco cant reach you in time

You push Fred to the floor, putting yourself in the line of fire by default and draco has to watch you get hit all over again

“We need to talk about what exactly it is ive been wearing around my neck this entire time.”

“I think only my mother can answer that.”

[if you made it this far, send me an ask with the word ‘chicken’ and i’ll send you a cursed photo xx]

#draco #draco malfoy #draco x reader #leaving this here to die #officially giving up on this fic #rip

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thesnowinthemountains · 4 years

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NCT 127’s First Time Saying I Love You

(a/n: 1. i wrote a good half of these drunk, so apologies for the excessive fluff 2. i didnt know i was whipped for mark until i wrote that okay im sorry 3. i nearly threw my laptop out the window trying to post this please love it)

Taeil

You were sitting across from each other at the small dinner table in your apartment’s kitchen - the only one you could afford for the time being. There was barely enough space for two plates and glasses, but neither of you seemed to mind the proximity, and Taeil kept staring at you, which distracted you anyway. “What is it?” You asked for the millionth time. “Nothing, nothing,” he replied calmly, going back to his food, but just pushing it around his plate. Not a minute passed before he did it again. You swallowed a bite of food, sighed, and calmly put your fork down. “Taeil, what?” You asked, sharper this time. He smiled to himself and took a second before looking at you. “Your eyes are a really nice color.” He said, failing to hide a mocking smile. You frowned. “Why are you laughing?” You were just confused at this point. “I don’t know how to do this, just-” he breathed, gathering himself. “I love you.” Now you blushed, looking down. “I love you too,” you mumbled.

Johnny

You came home from a long day of work, swearing to yourself you were going to quit. You needed to, your current job was starting to get to your head and affect your moods. You slammed the door on your way in, tossed your bag aside and launched yourself into the couch. You let out a long groan and a few seconds later, Johnny’s voice came from the hallway. “Long day?” he laughed, settling himself in the space next to you so you could lay your head in his lap. “God, you have no idea,” you sighed. You sat together quietly for a while, him playing with your hair until you were almost asleep in his lap. He let out a pensive hum. “What?” You murmured, eyes closed. “I love you,” he said simply, like it was a fact he just read online. “You just made my day,” you laughed softly.

Taeyong

You couldn’t remember what you had said, but he had smiled, his eyes bright, and you just knew. It was easy. He was so easy to fall in love with, easy to be around, your whole relationship was easy and fun. You were in a perfect space. He got excited about ducklings, and made little noises to himself when he cooked. He cooked. He liked big sweaters, and you liked borrowing them; they smelled like him. You liked to sleep in his bed, too, liked waking up surrounded with everything that was him and about him. It was a little while later and you couldn’t hold it in any longer, afraid your heart might just burst if you did. “I love you,” you said it heavily, like it had been weighing on you and just the mere action of putting it out into the world would heal you of all your ailments. “I love you too,” he smiled over the pot on the stove in front of him. You revelled in the domesticity of it, ready to pause this moment and never let it go.

Yuta

You and Yuta had met through mutual friends, ones he played soccer with, and ones you were in various classes with. You were at a study group with them one evening, going over notes from the past week’s classes, trying to gather information for an upcoming midterm essay you were dreading. One of their phones rang. “Hey, Yuta, what’s up?” You didn’t want to eavesdrop on the conversation, but your ears perked up on their own. “Study group. Yeah, she’s here, you wanna talk to her?” Your friend now looked at you from across the desk. He handed you his phone, but mumbled a quick: “Keep it short.” “Hey,” you spoke into the phone after pulling your tongue at your friend. “Hey, I was just thinking about you.” You heard the smile in Yuta’s voice. You smiled in return. “Oh?” “Yeah, I was just thinking I love you. You know, if you’re, uh... into that.” You could hear him shuffling with something on his end, and he was not a nervous person, but you could tell he was trying hard to be casual. “I see,” you decided to toy with him. “Well, then.” “Well, what?” The shuffling stopped. You hummed loudly, like you were thinking something over. He sighed. “Fine, fine, I love you too,” you smiled down at your notes before your friend snatched his phone back from your hand. “That’s enough of that,” he spoke into the phone, but looked at you, addressing you both. You pouted at him but a smile quickly crept back on your face.

Doyoung

This was to be the dinner during which you would introduce Doyoung to some friends of yours to test the waters, see how he would get along, see if they liked him. It was a work dinner, relatively casual, where some of your favorite coworkers were joking among themselves, and poking fun at other people around the table. You were in the younger ones, the newer hires, so you, Doyoung, and a handful of work friends sat at the farthest edge of the table. Doyoung was chatting away with a girl he didn’t seem to realize was in fact a close friend of yours. He looked away for a moment and she flashed you a thumbs up, and an impressed look. You smiled to yourself, happy to have the stamp of approval. “What’s so funny?” Doyoung focused all his attention on you now. You laughed to yourself quietly before meeting his eyes. “I love you,” you cocked your head. He blushed, but grabbed your hand under the table. “I love you too,” he kissed the side of your head, going back to his conversation. There was no helping your lovestruck smile, and a friend of yours across the table made fun of you for it, but you couldn’t be bothered to care.

Jaehyun

You were getting ready for bed, brushing your teeth, washing your face, doing all the final things of the day, when Jaehyun leaned into the bathroom’s door frame. He was just watching you, and when you eventually looked back at him, he looked down. You went back to what you were doing, and he walked up behind you, moving your hair out of the way to kiss your neck. “What’s up?” You giggled. “I love you,” he mumbled against your neck before looking at you through the mirror again. Eyes wide, you turned to face him. He looked down at you, not saying anything. “Well, I love you too, then.” You laughed, pulling him into a kiss.

Winwin

It was late, you knew it, but you and Winwin were huddled together under a big cozy blanket on the couch watching episode after episode of your current favorite show. You had noticed him dozing off time and again, waking himself up with a start each time. You didn’t want to disrupt him, but there was an important scene involving his favorite character, so you lightly shook him awake, his head coming up from your chest and his eyes opening slowly. He looked somehow like both a puppy and an angel and you couldn’t believe you got to see him in moments like these. At that point, you had forgotten why you had woken him up in the first place, and the television was just background noise. “I love you,” you breathed, and your heartbeat sped up almost instantly. He smiled a small, happy smile. “I love you too,” he whispered, laying his head back on your chest, eyes closed.

Jungwoo

You were taking a walk around the neighbourhood. It was a perfect day, the sun shining but just enough of a chill to entice you to wear your favorite sweater. He was commenting on the surroundings, making silly jokes and getting giggles out of you. In the midst of his narration of your environment - the houses and cars and the little lives of the little people in all of them, their fun names and jobs and hobbies - he cut himself off. “I love you,” he said hurriedly before going back to his antics. “What?” You laughed. “What?” He looked at you innocently. “Oh, what, the “I love you”? Yeah.” He shrugged. “Is that a big surprise?” “No, I guess not,” you acquiesced, “I love you too, though.” You elbowed him playfully. “Well, good, I hope so! You’d better!” He exclaimed, then smiled to himself.

Mark

You had found that loving Mark came in stages. First, you picked up little habits he had - none too specific, but you took notice and would smile to yourself. Then, you would go out of your way to make him laugh, because the sun shone in his eyes when he did. It went on like this until you finally admitted to yourself that you were in love with him, this cute dorky guy with the weird ears and sweet smile. You never said anything, and you figured if you ever did, things would get awkward and eventually your friendship might phase out, which was worse than pretending you felt nothing at all. One night, though, the two of you were in the middle of playing video games when you made a joke that had him doubled over in laughter. “Fuck, I love you!” He exclaimed through his laughter before getting very serious very fast. “Oh, I- I mean the- the- I- uh...” he stammered on like this until he noticed the look on your face. “What?” He eventually asked, startled by his own words and your wide eyes. “I wouldn’t be mad if you did,” you said quietly, in what was probably the most serious tone you’d ever used around him. “Love me, I mean.” He stared at you, giggled, and got this big, stupid grin on his face. You thanked all your lucky stars and every light in the universe for allowing him into existence, into your life, and allowing him to feel for you as you did for him.

Haechan

You had gone to laser tag with friends, and you had made him swear he wouldn’t somehow cheat, or eliminate you in some snide way. Ultimately, you knew perfectly well that he was the sort of boy who played dirty or not at all, so when he snuck up behind you and you heard the loud sounds of your elimination, you were mildly annoyed, but not surprised. You turned to stare at him, mouth open in mock offense. “Haechan!” You cried. “It’s the game, don’t blame the player,” he held his hands up innocently. You fumed, sticking your tongue in your cheek to stop from snapping back. You moved to catch him and he ran away. “I love you?” he called back, his laughter echoing, while you sighed and returned to your team’s home base.

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la5t-res0rt · 4 years

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this was written several weeks ago in response to asks i was receiving i am posting it now it is very long the longest i have ever made and it is not very well edited but here it is in this final essay i talk about how shitty rae is about black people in her writing as well as just me talking about how her writing sucks in general lets begin

hello everyone

as you may know i have received a lot of anons in the last week or so about issues of racism in the beetlejuice community both just generally speaking and also within specific spaces

i was very frustrated to not be getting the answers i wanted because i typically do not talk about what i do not see but in an effort to be better about discourse i went looking through discourse from before my time in the fandom and i also received some receipts and information from my followers and from some friends

keep in mind that the voices and thoughts of bipoc are not only incredibly important at all times but in this circumstance it is important that if a bipoc has something to add you listen and learn and be better

i admit that when this happened i wasnt aware of the extent of what occurred and im angry at myself for not doing more at that time and i want to work harder to make sure something like this doesnt go unnoticed again

im a hesitant to talk about months old discourse because i have been criticized for bringing up quote old new unquote but this is very important and i am willing to face whatever comes from to me

lets talk about this

content from our local racist idiot that may be months old but its important

putting my thoughts under a cut to spare the dash but before i begin obviously this is awful

lets fucking unpack this folks

right out the gate op states that she supports artistic freedom but then within a couple words she goes against that statement

being entirely canon compliant isnt artistic freedom and even so if this person has so much respect for canon they wouldnt be out here erasing lydias obvious disgust for beetlejuice in the movie or ignoring lydias age for the sake of shipping that shit isnt canon either

also we love the quick jab at the musical there hilarious we love it dont we because god forbid a licensed and successful branch on a media have any standing in this conversation but whatever

now lets scroll down and talk about the term racebending

the term racebending was coined around 2009 in response to the avatar the last airbender movie a film in which the east asian races of the characters were erased by casting white actors in the three leading roles of aang sokka and katara

whenever the term racebending is used in a negative light it is almost always a case of whitewashing like casting scarlett johansen in ghost in the shell or the casting of white actors of the prince of persia sands of time instead of iranian ones

this kind of racebending erases minorities from beeing seen in media and is wrong

all that being said however racebending has also been noted to have very positive after effects like the 1997 adaptation of cinderella or casting samuel jackson as nick fury in the marvel movies nick fury was originally a white guy can you even imagine

i read this piece from an academic that said quote writers can change the race and cultural specificity of central characters or pull a secondary character of color from the margins transforming them into the central protagonist unquote

racebending like the kind that rae is so heated about is the kind of creative freedom that leads to more representation of bipoc in media which will never be a bad thing ever no matter how pissy you get about it

designing a version of a character as a poc isnt serving to make them necessarily better it serves to give new perspective and perhaps the opportunity to connect even more deeply with a character it doesnt marginalize or erase white people it can uplift poc and if you think uplifting poc is wrong because it tears down white people or whatever youre a fucking moron and you need to get out of your podunk white folk town and see the real world

the numbers of times a bipoc particularly a bipoc that is also lgbt+ has been represented in media are dwarfed by what i as a white dude have seen myself represented in media is and that isnt okay that isnt equality and its something that should change not only in mainstream media but in fandom spaces as well

lets move down a bit further to the part about bullying straight people which is hilarious and lets also talk about the term fetishistic as well lets start with that

this person literally writes explicit pornography of a minor and an adult are we really going to let someone like that dictate what is and what isnt fetishistic

similarly to doing a positive racebend situation people may project lgbt+ headcanons on a character because its part of who they are and it helps them feel closer to the character and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that

depicting lgbt+ subject matter on existing characters isnt an inherently fetishistic action generally things only really become fetishistic when the media is being crafted and hyped by people who are outside of lgbt+ community for example how young teens used to flip a tit about yaoi or how chasers fetishize trans people

but drawing a character with top surgery scars or headcanoning them as trans is harmless and its just another way to interpret a character literally anone could be trans unless if their character bio says theyre cis and most of them dont go that deep so it really is open to interpretation and on the whole most creators encourage this sort of exploration because it is a good thing to get healthy representation out in the world

as for it being used to bully straights thats just funny i dont have anything else on that like if youre straight and you feel threatened and bullied because of someone headcanoning someone as anything that isnt cishet youre a fucking idiot and a weak baby idiot at that like the real world must fucking suck for you because lgbt+ people are everywhere and statistically a big chunk of your favorite characters arent cishet sorry be mad about it

lets roll down a bit further about the big meat of the issue which was when several artists were drawing interpretations of lydia as a black girl which i loved but clearly this person didnt love it because they have a very narrow and very racist and problematic view of what it means to be a black person

and before i move forward i must reiderate that i am a white person and you should listen to the thoughts of poc people like @fright-of-their-lives or @gender-chaotic it is not my place to explain what the black experience is like and it certainly isnt this persons either

implying that the story of a black person isnt worth telling unless if the character faces struggles like racism and prejudice is downright moronic

why use the word kissable to describe a black persons lips now thats what i call fetishistic and its to another extreme if youre talking about a black version of lydia on top of that

the author of this post says herself that shes white so clearly shes the person whos an authority on the black experience and what it means to be a black person right am i reading that right or am i having a fucking conniption

how about allowing black characters to exist without having to struggle why cant a black version of lydia just be a goth teenager with a ghost problem who likes photography and is also black like she doesnt have to move to a hick town and get abused by racist folks she doesnt have to go through any more shit than she already goes through and if you honestly think thats the only way to tell a black persons story you need to get your brain cleaned

you know nothing about the complexities about being a black person and i dont either but you know wh odo black people who are doing black versions of canon characters they fucking know

lets squiggle down just a bit further

so the writer has issues with giving characters traits like a broad nose or larger lips if theyre a woman but if theyre a man suddenly its totally okay to go all ryan murphy ahs coven papa legba appropriation when approaching character design like are you fucking stupid do you hear yourself is that really how you see black men like what the fuck is wrong with you

none of the shit youre spewing takes bravery it takes ignorance and supreme levels of stupidity

do you really think you with your fic where a black lgbt+ woman is tortured and abused where you use the n word with a hard r to refer to her like that shits not okay its fucking depraved and yeah we know you love being shitty but like christ on a bike thats so much

can we also talk about this

what the fuck is this fetishistic bull roar garbage calling this black character beyonce dressing her up in quote fuck me heels unquote are you are you seriously gonna write this and say its a shining example of how to write a black character youre basically saying ope here she is shes a sex icon haha im so progressive and i clealry understand the black experience hahahaha fuck you oh my god

on top of that theres a point where this character is only referred to as curly hair or the fact that the n word is used in the fic with the hard r like thats hands down not okay for you to use especially not in a manner like this jesus christ

oop heres a little more a sampling for you of the hell i am enduring in reading this drivel

oh boy lets put a leash on the angry black woman character lets put her in a leash and have the man imply hes a master like are you kidding me are you for real and what the fuck is with calling her shit like j lo and beyonce do you actually think thats clever at all are you just thinking of any poc that comes into your head for this

also lydia fucking tells this girl that she shouldnt have lost her temper like she got fucking leashed im so tired why is this writing so problematic and also so bad

hold up before i lose my head lets look at some of her own comments on the matter of this character and what happens to her

hi hello youre just casually tossing the word lynch out there in the wide open world as if thats not a problem that is still real like are you fucking unhinged there have been multiple cases of this exact thing happening in our firepit of a country in the last five months alone like how can you still have shit like this up for people to read how can you be proud of work like this in this climate

and also what the fuck is that last bit

what the actual fuck

i dont speak for black people as a white person but you do!? im sorry i had to get my punctuation out for that because wow thats fucking asinine just because one black person read your fic and didnt find the torture and abuse of your one black character abhorrant doesnt mean that the vast majority of people not only in the fandom but in the human population with decency are going to think its okay because its not

i started this post hoping to be level headed and professional but jesus fucking christ this woman is something else white nationalism is alive and well folks and its name is rae

if you defend this woman you defend some truly abhorrant raecism

editors notes

in order to get some perspective on these issues more fully some of the writing by the author was examined and on the whole it was pretty unreadable but i want to just call back to the very beginning of this essay where the person in question talked about holding canon in high regard but then in their writing they just go around giving people magic and shit and ignoring the end of the movie entirely like are you canon compliant or nah

the writing doesnt even read like beetlejuice fanfic it reads as self indulgent fiction you could easily change the names and its just a bad fanfic from 2007

also can we talk about writing the lesbian character as an angry man hater like its 2020 dude and als olets touch on that girl on girl pandering while beetlejuice is just there like here we go fetishizing again wee

i cant find a way to work this into this already massive post but

im going to throw up

okay so thats a lot we have covered a lot today and im sure my ask box will regret it but this definitely should have been more picked apart when it happened

please feel free to add more to this i would love more perspectives than just my own.

#long post #racism #raecism #im so tired #thanks for reading

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shhh-no-ones-home · 4 years

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for the road (2/2) steve clark x reader

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part 1 part 2

sorry this took so long, like i had mentioned in the other post, our internet cable was cut and it took a few days for it to get fixed. on top of that i had a few essay finals to finish and just didnt have time to get back to this. it is here now though and i hope you all like it!

she edited for the most part but if i missed anything, sorry, lol.

again i dont usually add songs from the artists to their own chapters but i think this one works pretty good with the story so youre getting it anyways lol

Song: stagefright by def leppard

tag list: @cynic-spirit @lifeisabitchandsoareyou

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as soon as i turned around from locking the shop there was a taxi outside, parked on the curb with a woman leaning against it. she offered me a smile.

"are you y/n?"

she asked and i nodded.

"the band is waiting for you."

she said opening the door for me. i politely thanked her before sliding in and buckling the seat belt. the car smelled like apples, making me feel much less nervous than before. the ride to the venue was pretty silent though and i watched out the window as we passed by the tall city buildings. as the venue came into view my eyes got wide, i had never actually been to this part of town before. I looked at the venue in awe, it was much larger than the places I usually attended concerts at. the metal gates opened in front of us and she drove in, straight to the back doors. a large man in all black was waiting there with his arms held together in front of him. i was definitely back to being nervous again. he opened the door and peered down at me.

"You here for Steve?"

He asked and I nodded, pulling the ticket out of my pocket and showing it to him.

"yeah uh, he gave me this."

he looked over it before helping me out of the cab.

"Right this way."

He said, hand moving to be placed gently at my back as we walked inside the venue. I was a little unnerved at first, being alone with the man and all but marched along anyways. the halls were brightly lit as we walked, the white concrete shining against the floor tiles. i watched as roadies and crew members walked around us, gaining my attention as the man kept pushing me forward. When he reached a door at the end of the hall I smiled, seeing Steve sat against the couch's arm rest with his guitar in his hand.

"Here we are."

The man said, dropping his hand from my back and standing firmly beside the door. He never looked back at me as I stepped into the room shyly. I waved to the guys before Steve noticed me.

"Y/n!"

He said excitedly, standing and offering me a hug. I gladly took it before he escorted me to sit at the couch.

"Was the ride here alright?"

He asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, for the most part. Thanks again for inviting me. I'm excited to see you guys play!"

I said, wide smile on my face.

"I'm happy to hear that, i really hope you like it. we've been working on something new for the set."

i made an impressed face.

"sounds exciting."

then i heard one of them laugh.

"you say that like shes seen our other sets."

he had darker curly hair.

"so?"

steve said sitting a little closer to me, his arm falling behind my back to rest on the couch.

"im sav."

the man offered his hand and i shook it.

"y/n."

steve cleared his throat.

"right, thats rick savage he plays bass, my partner in crime phill collen, plays guitar, rick allen who is our man behind the kit, and of course you already met and talked to joe elliot our lead singer."

they all offered hellos around the room as steve introduced them.

"its nice to officially meet you all, i appreciate you guys coming into the shop earlier. i put the record in the window after you left and six people stopped in to buy a copy."

i joked, making steve laugh lightly.

"happy to help."

sav said. then a man with a clip board and mic around his neck stepped in looking rushed.

"alright guys its time to mic up, its almost show time."

they all nodded before leaving the room one by one to follow the man.

"hey ive gotta go but ill be back right before the show starts so you can come with us to the side of the stage okay?"

i nodded as he stood.

"okay."

he touched my shoulder lightly before walking off. i sighed to myself for a second before getting up and walking around the room. it was super neat. the painted bricks were covered in signatures from all sorts of rock stars. they were littered about in varying colors of permanent marker, some of them with small messages and dates next to them. part of me wondered how long it would take to fill before they had to paint over it or start on a new set of walls. then i heard a knock at the door, it was steve with a guitar now around his neck.

"hey, you ready for the show?"

he asked with a wide smile.

"lead the way."

i said stepping out of the room and following him back down the hallway.

"so i know this isnt exactly date material but how are you so far?"

i let out a short laugh.

"im doing great, this is all fantastic."

he seemed content with that answer as we stepped up to the side of the stage.

"im glad to hear that. if you arent busy afterward would you maybe wanna go get something to eat? before we have to head out?"

i twisted my body a little in excitement, holding my hands in front of me, smiling like an idiot.

"id love that."

he touched my arm gently.

"great!"

i leaned forward and kissed his cheek lightly, making him blush.

"alright guys, showtime."

the man who had called them out earlier was back, ushering them into a line.

"ill be here when youre done."

i said, earning a nod from him. i watched as they all ran out one by one, the crowd screaming as the backtrack blared through the speakers. they all just lit up as they began playing, joe speaking into the microphone and asking how the crowd was feeling. it made be giggle, not being to contain my excitement anymore.

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when the set was done steve was quick to get offstage and into a new set of clothes. he was all sweaty under the stage lights during the show so i could understand why. he had grabbed my hand and practically ran with me down the hall and out the back door, making me laugh. when we were in the cab i had arrived in he calmly told the woman where to take us, his arm making its way behind me to hold me around my waist. the drive to the late-night restaurant was filled with small conversation and light smiles, he really was an interesting person. when we pulled up he helped me out of the cab and walked with me on his arm inside.

"two?"

the waitress asked, him nodding and following her to a booth across the diner.

"so, what can i get you two to drink?"

she said, setting the menus down. i looked at her and smiled.

"coffee please."

she nodded and looked to steve who look at me a little curiously.

"two coffees i suppose."

he let out a short laugh before she walked away.

"its a little late for coffee dont you think?"

he asked, looking over the menu. i sent him a look.

"says the person who ordered one as well."

he laughed and shook his head.

"i guess we all have our vices huh?"

i smiled at him, looking over the menu.

"hey, ive been meaning to ask you-"

"you two ready or do you need some more time?"

i looked from steve to her.

"cheese fries please."

i said, handing her the menu as she wrote it down.

"same."

he said with a smile, handing her his menu too. she nodded before walking away.

"now, what was it that you wanted to ask?"

he folded his hands together and leaned into the table, giving me his full attention.

"well i was wondering what the rest of tonight would look like."

i laughed light heartedly.

"its not exactly like you guys are staying here. i know you said it was a date, and i really like you but i dont necessarily wanna have too much fun, ya know?"

he nodded slowly, the waitress bring us our food and us thanking her.

"ive kinda been thinking about that too. and i really like you too and would love for this to happen."

he motioned between the two of us.

"but i dont want to make you wait for me."

i laughed a little bit as i ate.

"i dont think id mind too much. waiting that is, ive been single this long its not like it would be much different."

i joked, making him smile at me as he took a drink.

"so, what? we do this? for real? keep in contact until tour is over and then what?"

i shrugged.

"we make it work."

i said matter-of-factly. he studied my face for a second.

"okay, so we're really doing this."

he said with a wide smile. i nodded.

"i guess we are."

then it hit me.

"oh, here!"

i grabbed one of the survey cards out of the napkin holder and began writing.

"heres the numbers you can reach me at. the top is my house and the bottom is the shop. if you need me ill be at either of those places."

he looked over it before folding it and stuffing it into his pocket.

"hopefully you dont get too tired of me before tour is over."

we both laughed.

"i dont think i will, if you wanna call everyday be my guest. id love to hear about the places you visit. makes my small corner of the world a little bit bigger."

he sent me a genuine, heart melting smile.

"then i will absolutely do that for you y/n."

we both finished our drinks and got up, taking the ticket to the register and him paying the waitress. we said our thanks before climbing back into the cab out front. the drive back to the venue was full of cuddles and soft touches, talking back and forth about what he would be doing and where he would be going in the next couple weeks. it all sounded so interesting and i wished i could go with him. when the cab came to a stop at the back door we both got out, his hands making their way to my waist as i leaned into the car.

"ill be looking forward to seeing you next month."

he said softly, pushing my hair out of my face.

"likewise."

i said back, looking over his face. he seemed so soft. his thumb grazed my cheek before he leaned down and kissed me gently. the moment our lips met i knew that was it. the wait would be worth it for sure. when he pulled away we both sighed as he rested his forehead against mine.

"ill for sure be looking forward to another one of those."

he joked, both of us smiling at each other like a couple of teenagers.

"well then, before we both have to go, heres one for the road."

i said before pushing forward quickly, kissing him again. it was deeper than before as he pulled me into him. i wanted to feel that forever. when the back door creaked open we both pulled away, it drawing his attention as the body guard stood there sternly.

"i guess thats my queue."

he grabbed my hands as he backed up, dropping them as he got further away. i watched him walk to the door, waving back to me before he was ushered inside. i covered my mouth for a second before bouncing up and down with excitement. i could wait a month, if that was the hardest part of this then surely i could handle it. and now i had tour adventure stories to look forward to. i smiled like an idiot as i slid back into the cab, telling her where to take me. i couldnt stop smiling the entire car ride. i couldnt wait for the month to be up.

#wattapd #x reader #steve clark #264 #imagines #one shots #def leppard #.

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mousehole5000 · 3 years

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reading tgcf chapters 72 - 88 end of book 2. body horror kind of in this one. if you know you know and i did include an excerpt of it

i didnt take any notes from 72-76 but uhhhh shit has hit the fan

fuuuuuuck. but he couldnt get there fast enough and then THAT happened to that family FUCK :(

xie lian has indeed been greatly sheltered and this is a painful if inevitable moment. very curious about where he goes from here :(

:pensive: the universe has its own rhythm. perhaps it does but im wondering if this is part of it orrrrrrr

wait theres a girl. shes pretty. feng xin is impressed by her this is a first. is she going to be important? is it too much to ask for? to see a girl do things?

xie lian and the king... i sad. but the anger is real from both sides regardless of their arguments. i sad

ahhh flashbacks to religious studies. read a whole essay about contagion magic vs similarity magic. pretty sure it was by one of those early anthropologists who were ummm racist but this is definitely a thing that people do

damn so xie lian’s first experience of killing anyone was during the revolt and he killed thousands. wow. “mere ants” like those crushed for him by servants. hoooo boy

:pleading: hes so good and im so sad for him to painfully learn that just being good isn’t enough

awwwww. </3

ohhh wait i think the epub version doesnt spoiler out the authors notes awwww i was enjoying the mystery but okay. not sure if i would have guessed this without tbh theres a lot of kids (2) running around with bandages in this book. but i guess the saber thing isnt likely to be anything else. also ohhhhhhhhh hong hong-er... little reddie... ah i see now :(

land of the tender; body of gold hard pressed against desire. hmmmm. im. hmmm. remember that scene with the prostitute in ghost city and how i was glad it ended quickly? i miss those days. i mean murderous desires/lustful desires okay sure thats something fine but. hmm not so sure how i feel about the rest of this. and the hair thing has significance according to the notes. i mean. hmm. moving on for now. ive seen spoilers for more about hualian’s relationship but im gonna wait to comment on it until i know everything

i would actually be curious to see feng xin and mu qing interact without xie lian when theyre still having to work together i wonder if they are more chill or less chill bc clearly feng xin cares a lot about xie lian and im wondering what theyre like with each other without him around. to be fair tho since theyre his generals im not sure if theres much room for that

human face disease time. oh boy. things really are only getting worse. im also suspecting that this disease was intentionally brought into the city to hasten its downfall but we shall see

saving this for the illustration of the differences between feng xin and mu qing. not sure what it says about me but im finding mu qing relatable that is 100% what i would do but i feel much more fond of feng xin. interesting

thank you for being a beacon of amusement in these trying times. distract your bickering friends by forcing them to play improv games. also the differences between fx and mq continue to interest me

awfully convenient there guoshi. i have to say that its looking more and more like the bad shit thats happening in xianle was actually not to do with xie lian. the fact that the yong’an rebels were being supplied? whatever the fuck is going on with lang ying.... i could be wrong but thats what im thinking im wondering how much of this was already laid out or at the very least poised to happen before xie lian intervened

here it comes this is the unsettling body horror bit

BRUHHHHHHHH. HORRIFIC. IM SORRY BUT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE IT IN ADAPTATION FOR THE CHILLS IT WOULD GIVE ME.

hmmm after this its mu qing who is like “hey ummm you kinda just chopped that guy’s leg off when he hadn’t actually asked you to. kinda fucked up also could definitely turn on you” makes sense that it was mu qing who said that he’s clearly very smart and bc of his background he’s more likely to think of things from a different perspective than xie lian and feng xin. he’s been scornful of commoners before but he definitely understands them more so than the other two

just when i thought this couldnt get more horrific. no rest for anyone what an awful fate

saving this as a note on mu qing as a character and his attitude towards xie lian. what xie lian says here about the curse is interesting. the faces/souls vs the ones they are infecting. its awful for both of them and neither are the only truly at fault theyre being pit against each other

its telling that mu qing is the one who is telling xie lian that line about there not being a second cup of water. also BIG ARGUMENT im bookmarking this to come back to in the present day

looks like celestial palace is coming down and im bitterly remembering the fact that xie lian toppled his own statue earlier to let lang ying get away... who then presumably planted the curse.... sighs

the bits with xie lian’s parents made me tear up. this is, what the kids call, relatable.

hmmm dont think feng xin is always going to feel this way lmao

oohh that is a cool image

i.... sad. and so book 2 ends!!! im wondering when we find out exactly how the split between our trio went down. im sure its sad

politically im still not sure exactly what the message is trying to be i mean obviously theres corruption that completely throws the poor under the bus but so far its also been clear that xie lian actually cant do anything about it. but!!! also xie lian doesnt understand a lot about the world, he’s been sheltered and he’s a prince and he wants to save the world and i love him for that but he hasn’t seen what the reality of life is for a lot of people he’s looking at everything from the position of the nobility and even with all his kindness i dont think thats ever enough to bring about meaningful change. how can it? idk but we still got a LONG ways to go

#all my mutuals: tgcf is a tragedy #me reading book 1: is it??#me reading book 2: oh it really is #:(#tgcf liveblog #mouse mumbles

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Tumblr keeps eating my asks and I can’t remember my third message 😩😩 my fifth one didn’t send either but I was saying I LOVE crime shows too and I love criminal minds as well - I like it bc it’s so dark 😂😂 i haven’t gotten into documentaries but I’m always having existential crises too so I feel you on that 1/ - 🎅🏻

Ugh him and Jaehyun are so bf material I hate it. Whoever gets to date them is the luckiest bc they getting the most bf boys in the world. I think Chan is vv boyfriend material as well. Maybe it’s bc the three of them speak English but they seem to know how to be a boyfriend if you get what I mean. 2/ - 🎅🏻

I hope you like it!! I cried a lot bc their feelings are so relatable even if it’s not to their extreme situations (age of youth I mean). Because this is my first life (the one with the Johnny lookalike) is more about romance centered around this one couple but there’s two other couples that are big in the series and the other couples are their friends too so it’s another drama about friendship. But I keep fangirling thinking it’s Johnny 😍😍 3/ - 🎅🏻

How to have that brain capacity to be able to read those things 😩😩 I can’t even read my assigned articles and essays rip. It would!! It would prolly never happen tho 😂😂 I love astrology I used to be so into it but I don’t know much about it. I just like reading what kind of person I am and who I like at the time and stuff. It’s a bit of fun. I wish I knew the theory behind it to understand it more but I don’t have the brain capacity rip 4/4 - 🎅🏻

im gonna put my response under a ‘read more’ bc i talk a lot sdjkfhdjskh

sdkjfhdsjkh omg im sorry 😭😭😭 tumble rlly likes messing w my inbox 😭 but youre always welcome to send smth again if u didnt think it sent or smth !!! and ahh yea i tend to like rlly dark stuff and criminal minds is just 👌🏻 like my favorite episodes are some of the darker ones tbh and if u ever want documentary recommendations for specific genres and stuff lmk !!

oh jaehyun Yea !!!! and chan oh definitely !!! i dont think its the english for me specifically just their look and their mannerisms are v soft and comforting and they just seem like they would be perfect bfs 🙇🏻‍♀️

tbh ive never been a whole romance genre person but ill still check it out for the johnny lookalike hehe and ah cool !!!!

its so fun !!! omg i Love reading articles and stuff for college 😪👌🏻 its the best !!! and idk,,, i mean i have a v v high iq and idk what that has to do with brain capacity but idk dsjfhjh i just find it so interesting and fun to read nonfiction stuff !!!! and oh cool !! im v much into astrology even tho i dont particularly /believe/ ?? like idk im half and half on astrology like i think it might have an influence on us but idk !!

and astrology is thousands of years old (babylonians first started it!!) but it got passed to the greeks who made what we know astrology as now but we use the roman names for the zodiac and they broke everything down and yea !!! its fun to read abt ! and im sure u have the brain capacity !!

#sorry i went all nerdy at the end sdkjfhdj #and yea docs are the Best like history + science + philosophy ones are my favorites !!!#🎅🏻 anon #anonymous #britt answers

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aushtralia · 5 years

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Photographs // Corbyn Besson

Summary: Corbyn is in a photography class and his final assignment is to photograph the most beautiful thing he can find.

Words: 1044

Requested: No

Warnings: None

Tags: @seaveyssparkle (i don’t wanna tag random people since i’m new to this but if you’re cool w being tagged just hmu!!)

“Your final assignment is a 25 portrait portfolio. You all must photograph the most beautiful thing you can find, and include a 2,500 word essay explaining why your subject is the most beautiful to you. You have two weeks. Good luck.”

I walked out of class slightly caught off guard. How was I supposed to capture more than 25 pictures of one object, and write an essay on top of that all in two weeks? This assignment seems nearly impossible and I’m at a loss of where to even begin.

“Dude, have you figured out what you’re going to do your project on?” Daniel asked as he slapped my shoulder,

“I think I might take pictures of my dog, isn’t that a good idea?”

“Yeah, sure dude,” I shrugged as my thoughts continued to wander.

I take pictures of things all the time, how hard can it be.

It’s been a week Corbyn. C’mon, think. You only have seven days left to find the capture the most beautiful thing and write an essay. It can’t be that hard, just think.

“Hey Cor,” Y/N shouted from upstairs, “have you seen the carpet cleaner? I accidentally spilled my drink on my rug and I need it!” A smile immediately overtook my face. No matter what she said, I always managed a smile. There was something about her, something so adorable that made my heart skip a beat.

“Cor?” I could hear her shout again. I rapidly shook my head to get myself out of a daze,

“Sorry, I’m a little distracted. It’s under my bathroom sink!” I diverted my attention back to my laptop screen. As I’m scrolling through pictures to draw inspiration for my portfolio, I hear back-to-back thuds pound down the staircase. Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around my shoulder, and I could feel the presence of a face close to mine.

“How come you’re distracted Cor?” Y/N spoke directly into my left ear as she peered over my shoulder to watch my fingers scroll down the trackpad of my laptop.

“I just have the assignment for my photography class, and I--nevermind, it’s dumb. I just have some work I need to get done.”

“Well let me help! You know I always love being your focal point.”

“No, I know, I know. I love that you always are willing to take pictures. This assignment is just different. I requires a lot of thought.”

“Whatever you say Besson, if you change your mind, you know where to find me.” Y/N kissed my cheek as she finished her sentence and skipped back upstairs to clean up her carpet. A smile quickly overtook my face again, and my heart skipped a beat. Y/N and I have never dated before, nor have we ever thought about dating. But my feelings for her have only gotten stronger ever since we decided to move in together for school. She had the prettiest eyes that sparkled in the moonlight, and the softest smile that could light up an entire room. Despite what everyone constantly told me, I just had a gut feeling that she didn’t feel the same, so I never told her how I felt.

Y/N’s words played through my head over and over again, and after another hour of scrolling through Google, I finally decided what my subject was going to be.

“Hey Y/N! Can you come downstairs for a minute?” Those same thuds hit each step in rhythm and soon I was met face to face with Y/N.

“What’s up Cor?”

“Can I take some pictures of you today?”

“Ha! So you do want me to be your focal point!” She nagged as she stuck her tongue out at me.

“Not quite, I just need to test out my new camera before I take pictures for my assignment. You’re just a test dummy.” Her enthusiasm quickly turned to sadness as I broke the news to her.

“You’ve never asked if you could take pictures of me before, you’ve always just done it. Why are you suddenly asking me?”

I grabbed her hand and began dragging her off to my first location,

“No questions, just follow my lead.”

For hours I captured Y/N in her natural habitats. Playing guitar, dancing, enjoying nature. Typically we enjoyed doing all of these things together, but this time I watched as she just let herself go. Each movement called for a new picture to be taken, and each action made me fall more in love with her. My smile never left my face as I captured her in her elements.

“Cor, it’s been like four hours, are we done yet?”

“Almost, I need one more shot. Come here.” Rolling her eyes, she skipped over to me in a childlike manner like she typically did.

Without looking at her, I flipped the camera around to take a selfie,

“Kiss me on the cheek.”

“This is a weird demand, you’ve never asked me to do that before. Why?”

“Remember, I said no questions. Just follow my lead.” And with that, she complied and placed her lips on my cheek. The same giddy smile that comes from when she speaks reappeared. A few flashes later, I completed my shoot.

“Y/N, Y/N! Come here, guess what!” I screamed as I stepped through the front door of our shared apartment.

“Yes, Cor?” She questioned as she trekked down the stairs.

“I got an A on my photography final project! Aren’t you proud of me!” I shouted in excitement.

“Of course Cor,” she smiled as she extended her arm to go in for our secret handshake.

“What’d you end up taking pictures of?”

“Here,” I smiled as I handed over the portfolio. I watched Y/N slowly begin to open up the folder, and I could feel the beat of my heart begin to speed up. This was it, this was the moment where things could change forever. After briefly closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I watched Y/N’s eyes dart across the page, a single tear beginning to roll down her cheek,

“The most beautiful thing that I, Corbyn Besson, have found is the love of my life, Y/F/N Y/L/N.”

#corbyn besson #zach herron #daniel seavey #jack avery #jonah marais #corbyn besson imagine #writing #imagines #why dont we #why dont we band #why dont we imagines #wdw #wdw imagine #fluff #romance

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