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judeswhore · 2 years

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late night talking; steve harrington

summary: steve harrington used to spend his friday nights partying, now he spends them curled up in bed, phone pressed to his ear, committing the sleepy tone of your voice to memory

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

requested: yes

warnings: none

notes: feedback is appreciated! you can find my masterlist here.

"i thought you'd flaked on me, harrington." your smile was soft, giddy excitement swirling low in your tummy the second you heard steve's voice on the other end of the line. you tried to picture him, sprawled out on his sofa, telephone propped on his stomach, one hand on the receiver, the other holding the tv remote so he could set up that weeks movie. his house was probably dark, empty apart from him and you so badly wished you could go home, could spend the night tucked into his side instead of only being able to hear his voice. but you still had two weeks left of college, two more over the phone movie nights.

"on a pretty girl like you? never." you could hear the grin in his own voice, words softened by love and adoration. it was a tone you'd realised was reserved only for you. robin called it his "mushy lovesick voice" and steve never really argued because she wasn't exactly wrong, he was mushy and lovesick when it came to you.

"it's almost eight thirty."

"college is teaching you things, i see." you rolled your eyes even though he couldn't see you, brought the blanket further up beneath your chin. your muttered "har har" made him laugh, a snorted breathless sound that you could somehow feel against the warm skin of your cheek. you could imagine him hovering over you, pressing kisses to your face as he told you how sorry he was for being late, his breath warm and ticklish but comforting all the same. you missed his kisses. "dustin needed a ride home and for some reason couldn't ask nancy to just drop him off so i had to drive to the wheelers then to munson's then to his house."

"eddie's?"

"hmm, dustin left his latin notes there."

"isn't he failing latin?"

"i think he left the notes on purpose, apparently they'd been there about a week." you tutted, smirked a little as you tugged at the phone wire.

"your rebelliousness towards education is rubbing off on him, harrington."

"oh yeah, totally, it's not at all to do with the fact he spends most of his time talking to suzie or locked away playing d&d." steve huffed, a half exasperated sound and you knew it was because dustin was spending more time with eddie munson than with him. he'd never admit it but he was jealous, he liked knowing he was the older, experienced guy dustin went to for advice, he didn't like the idea of someone else taking that spot. "enough about dustin, you got the movie ready?"

since leaving for college, this was always how friday nights went. steve would call at eight, at the same time you'd press play on the movie you'd chosen the week before but you'd hardly ever really watch it. the next few hours would be spent talking about what you'd done the passed week, despite the fact you called each other almost every day, you always found something to talk about. you would tell steve about classes, about the new people you'd met and how everything seemed so different to back home. steve would tell you about robin and her all consuming crush on a girl from band, about the kids and their constant d&d campaigns, about lucas' position on the basketball team and how steve had been practicing with him when he wasn't working.

hearing stories about your friends back in hawkins made being away from them a little easier, settled that feeling of homesickness that always lingered over you ever so slightly. it was hard being away from them, but no where near as hard as being away from steve.

"yup, just need to press play, you got yours ready?"

"yeah, okay on the count of three?"

"mhm." steve was slow in counting but you made it work, dropping the remote down on to the comforter beside you afterwards. you could hear steve shuffling, the slight creak of his old sofa and another pang of longing sifted through your heart. "i have a confession."

"that sounds ominous." the opening credits of the breakfast club started playing on your little tv but you'd turned the sound almost completely all the way down, far more interested in what steve had to say.

"so, i rented the movie like three days ago because i knew i'd be too busy to do it today and then last night i finished studying early and i was bored so i watched it." a few moments of silence followed your words, the soft sounds of steve's breathing the only thing you could hear. it might not have seemed like a big deal to other people but movie night came with rules, the main being neither of you watched the chosen movie before friday or without the other. it was simple and straightforward.

“are you serious?”

“i had nothing else to do.”

“we have rules for a reason!”

“it’s not like i’m gonna tell you what happened.” robin had created a lengthy list of movies from the shelves at family video for you and steve to get through, most of which neither of you had seen. which was why you’d created the “no watching without the other” rule because if you were home these would be the movies the two of you would experience together and you still wanted that, you just had to work it into your new separation.

“that’s so not the point, i’ve never watched one of our movies without you.” your brow crinkled at that, eyes narrowing because steve had one hundred percent watched one of the movies without you. dustin had told you so himself.

“you’re such a liar, steve harrington.”

“excuse me?”

“you watched weird science with the kids!” he made a soft noise down the line, a sound that told you he’d been caught out. you twisted the phone wire around your finger, let your gaze stray to the photo of you and steve propped on your desk and the sight of it instantly warmed your heart. it had been taken just days after you and steve had been hired at scoops ahoy, both of you dressed in that ridiculous uniform, hats and all, grinning wide, toothy and so dizzyingly happy. steve was behind you, arms wrapped tight around your shoulders, his face nuzzled against the side of yours, cheeks smushed together. it was probably one of your favourite photos, it was so sickly sweet and innocent, neither of you worried about potential supernatural threats or college distances.

“who told you that?”

“dustin.”

“little shit.” you knew steve was shaking his head, could picture the way he frowned and rolled his eyes, head tipping back ever so slightly in disappointment. “in my defence, it was babysitting duties.”

“you couldn’t have watched something else?”

“no, it was the only movie i had.”

“you work in a movie store. y’know, where you can get movies whenever you like.” despite your words you couldn’t stop smiling, heart aching with the need to be close to him. you wanted to be teasing him in person so you could see the glint in his eyes and the soft pink that dusted across his cheeks.

“there was no way in hell i was leaving those dickheads alone in my house while i went to get a movie. do you know what happened last time?” you shuffled in the bed, propped yourself up against the heard board and brought your stuffed teddy into your chest. it was one steve had bought for you as a parting gift, sprayed with his cologne but despite the fact it had long since lost the smell you still kept it with you, a steady comfort.

“last time?”

“they thought it would be a genius idea to try and make pancakes and almost set my house on fire. the whole stove was in flames and lucas tried putting it out with tiny cups of water and just ended up flooding my kitchen floor. it was a- are you laughing?” steve cut himself off, shock and a tiny bit of offence creeping into his tone as your giggles got a little louder. “it’s not funny.”

“it kind of is. i mean, what were you expecting?”

“i don’t know? that they’d occupy themselves in my pool? that robin would be smart enough to be able to make pancakes.”

“robin was there?”

“it was her idea!”

"oh, stevie." your laughter was uncontrollable, giggles muffled ever so slightly as you pressed your face into the teddy in your arms. you could picture steve walking into his kitchen, shock and horror on his face, confused about how the hell they'd managed to ruin the once pristine space. you could imagine his bickering with robin, him calling her out for being the worlds clumsiest person, her trying to defend herself whilst most likely laughing behind his back and the kids. the kids would be trying their hardest to act sorry but no one is ever able to take annoyed steve seriously anymore. not when he walks around with a stripy kitchen towel slung over one shoulder.

"well, i'm glad it's amusing to you, had to throw away my pan." the smile in his voice was evident and it made you miss him even more, a tiny knot forming in the middle of your chest. it was hard sometimes knowing you were missing a lot, you were missing seeing the kids grow up and make their stupid mistakes and just sometimes a tiny voice in the back of your head would tell you to go home. and then a much louder voice, one that sounded suspiciously like steve, would tell you to stop being an idiot, they'd all still be there whenever you came back.

you opened your mouth to tell him you'd happily buy him a new pan but he was already speaking again, voice softer than before. “god, i miss you.” it was a whisper, so quiet it almost got lost before it met your ears but it still made your heart twist, stomach dipping.

“i miss you, too. so fuckin’ much, steve.” and it was true, before leaving for college you and steve had done everything together because before he’d become your boyfriend, steve harrington had been your best friend.

you’d learnt to ride your bikes together, taken swimming classes with each other, swapped your sandwiches at lunch time because steve hated crusts but his mom never cut them off. you’d been there the first time steve had broken his arm, the first time he’d fought with his parents when all he needed was love. you’d built forts and treehouses, collected frogs and spiders. steve had been right by your side the very first time you’d had your heartbroken and he’d promised he’d never let anyone hurt you like that again. at seven years old he’d given you a ring twisted from a paper clip and told you he was gonna marry you one day, had told you he loved you, that puppy love that only children really knew. but now at twenty he really loved you, the all consuming, heart crushing kind of love.

every second of your life had been spent with steve, you’d never really figured out how to go about it without him being there and college had been a struggle to adjust to. there wasn’t a single second that your heart didn’t ache with how badly you missed him, how much you wished college had been something you could experience together.

“when you’re home, you’re not leaving my house for at least a week.”

“your house or your bed?”

“both. i miss you.” you grinned, a face splitting smile and flopped back on your bed, tugging the blanket up beneath your chin from where it had slipped down. “you’re mine only for the first week, i want you all to myself before the kids start hogging you. dustin has already started planning what he wants to do, said he doesn’t even care if i have plans.”

“and do you have plans?”

“of course i do.”

“what are they?”

“a surprise.” you groaned at that, a low, gravelly sound that made steve laugh. his laughter sent a thrill of love through your chest.

“c’mon, you know i hate surprises.”

“trust me, you’ll love this one.” you pouted even though he couldn’t see you but still there was a small flutter in your stomach as the thought of whatever steve had planned. he may not have seemed it but he was the biggest softie at heart, more romantic than a john hughes’s movie and it always made you feel unconditionally loved. you knew without a doubt that whatever he had planned would have you falling even more head over heels for him, if that was even possible at this point.

your pout suddenly slipped into a smirk as you remembered the lilting tease to his earlier mention of keeping you bed bound. you tucked yourself further into the bed and let your eyes fall shut, letting your mind conjure up and image of your boyfriend lying on his sofa, all soft and fighting sleep. he hand one hand in his hair i’m your vision, his other hand fiddling with the telephone cord.

“so if i’m not allowed to hear about the big plan will you tell me about your plans to keep me in your bed? what exactly does that look like?” if your smirk was big, steve’s was even wider. you heard him shuffle, getting himself more comfortable and his voice had dropped ever so slightly lower when he answered you.

“oh that i can tell you all about, i’ve been thinking about it every night since you left.”

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benkyoutobentou · 6 months

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What I've Been Enjoying Lately - Japanese Media

This is way overdue! I've been consuming so much great media in Japanese, it's time to share the love and recommend some things for all of you lovely language learners

📚 Books:

旅猫リポート - 有川浩: This is a super adorable novel about a stray cat who is taken in by a young man. Five years later, the owner is suddenly unable to take care of this cat and the two embark on a road trip across Japan to find the perfect new owner. This one is definitely a tear jerker to any animal lover and will absolutely make you want to cuddle your own fluffy friends into oblivion.

キノの旅 - 時雨沢恵一: This is a light novel series that's extremely close to my heart! The 2003 anime adaption of this series also isn't just my favorite anime, but my favorite TV show ever. Because of the relatively simple vocabulary, I often see it recommended as a first read for Japanese learners just dipping their toes into novel reading, and I find myself agreeing. This series follows a teenager named Kino who travel from country to country with a motorrad named Hermes. There's not much of a continuous plot and very few recurring characters, making it even easier to follow if something confuses you. Despite the fluffy sounding description, this series has a good amount of content warnings accompanying it and can get pretty gory at times as well.

僕らの地球の歩き方 - ソライモネ: An adorable manga series in which two men travel the world together under the agreement that, upon returning to Japan, they'll get married. I feel like if someone looked into my brain to find what I like in a series in order to create a manga series perfectly suited to my tastes, it would be 僕らの地球の歩き方. It's gay, it's adorable, it's about traveling the world, it's about loving the people around you and human culture and delicious food, I'm already crying. Definitely one of my all time favorites.

薔薇王の葬列 - 菅野文: I went back and forth about putting this on my list, but it's not titled "What I've Been Enjoying Lately" for nothing and boy oh boy have I been enjoying this lately. Perhaps I've been enjoying it a bit too much. A while back, I actually banned myself from reading this series because I didn't have the full set and would instantly be put in an awful mood if I caught up with the volumes I had. This manga series follows Richard Plantagenet III, yes, that one, and his ascendance to the British throne. This series is chock full of treachery, murder, violence, and everything else nice. Due to the... everything about this series.... there's a lot of unusual vocabulary, but it has furigana on everything, which helps a lot for speedy look ups.

気になってる人が男じゃなかった - 新井すみこ: Bonus manga! Because this one is worth it, and also because everyone needs a little more GL on their shelves. This manga is so good that I've even been seeing people who don't speak Japanese buy this to have on their shelves. It follows a slightly awkward girl and a gyaru from her class as the two bond of their shared love of western rock music. Yeah, this is the manga that's doing a collab with Nirvana.

📺 Shows and Movies:

Old Fashion Cupcake - This is a BL office romance drama about a middle aged man and his subordinate who begin acting like teenage girls in an attempt to regain some of their youth. Through eating sweets together, taking selfies and food pictures, and talking "girls' talk," the two deepen their bond. I don't think I can say this enough, I love food romances. If their is food involved in a romance, I'm there, no need to tell me twice. This series is super sweet and a really enjoyable watch.

カルテット - Four musicians meet by chance and decide to form a quartet together. However, each one has secrets that they're hiding. Bonus points to Netflix for actually having a J-drama I like for once. This series has a warm and cozy found family vibe, while still managing to have some of the most wildest shenanigans imaginable. I also really appreciated that this series seems to take some stances that I've never seen before, especially regarding family and what you owe to your parents.

映像研には手を出すな！ - This anime follows three girls and their attempts to make anime. As an anime that is about the creation of anime, it's really no surprise that the art and animation is stand out in this series. I loved the ways that we as the viewer were able to see the imaginations of the characters. I also really enjoyed the characters, and the voice acting was phenomenal as well. This show is also home to one of the best intros ever.

赤髪の白雪姫 - This fantasy anime follows the titular character Shirayuki as she escapes from her home kingdom after being chosen as a royal concubine due to her unusual red hair. On her travels, she meets a prince from a neighboring kingdom and becomes a palace herbalist. It's not often that I watch or care about straight romances in media, but this romance is so adorable, and even beyond it, I truly love all the characters and their relationships in this series. Also, I think this is the only show I've watched where I found the soundtrack to actually be distracting- and not because I didn't like it, but because it was just that good.

🎤 Music:

オーガストの風 - THE BLACKBAND

夢伝説 - Stardust Revue

lemonade - Chili Beans.

Show - Ado

#this one is a juggernaut of recommendations in the books category #youre getting like all my favorites at once because i havent had a chance to talk about any of them separately yet #hoping to find a lot more favorites soon #but the shows and books that i watched a little while ago i was like hhhhhhhh brain broke while trying to write about them sob #langblr #studyblr #language learning #polyglot #languages #studyinspo #日本語 #benkyou posting #sorry i havent been watching youtube or listening to podcasts in japanese latelyyyy #i tried one podcast and wasnt really into it #but if anyone knows any good youtube channels or podcasts about books please let me know!!!

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tinytinyblogs · 7 months

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Obsession: His Point Of View

His love for you is overwhelming, and it is starting to consume you. You feel like you are being pulled into his world, and you are afraid that you will never be able to escape.

⚠unhealthy relationship⚠

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Your pov His pov

"I've already told you that I'm going out with my friends, Sunwoo. They're not a threat to our relationship."

Your friends, that it makes him mad when you spend time with them, but that's not true. He can see for himself that they want more than friendship from you. They have love in their eyes when they talk to you. Is that what you call a friend? He doesn't like it. He doesn't like you being out of his sight with anyone else. He follows you everywhere to make sure you're safe from the world. He wants to protect you from anyone who could hurt you.

You are sensitive and kind, and that makes you vulnerable to the harshness of the world. That's why your boyfriend is there for you. He loves you and wants to protect you. But you still want to spend time with your friends, even though they don't understand you the way he does. Maybe you're just too independent to let him lead you.

"Sunwoo, he's just asking for directions. There's no need to be harsh with him."

He only asked for directions, but you gave him your beautiful smile. He didn't want anyone else to see that smile, because it was meant for him only. He doesn't want to lose you, and the thought of it scares him. He wants to have a happy ending with you by his side, and he doesn't understand why it has to be so complicated. Why can't you make it happen? Is it really that hard?

He loved all the love stories in movies and books. When he first saw you, he knew that you were the one for him. No one else had ever made him feel that way. It was as if you had cast a spell on him. His love for you grew stronger and stronger every day. He loved you more than anyone else in the world, even his parents. He will never stop showing you how he feels, and he will never stop telling you about it. He will never be silent about his feelings for you because they feel so right.

"Sunwoo, I know you love me, but I'm asking you to please stop making things so difficult for us. I need you to believe in me. You're starting to act differently, and it's making me worry."

Sunwoo is feeling jealous and insecure because you are so beautiful and other people want you as much as he does. He is afraid that you will find someone better than him. Even though he knows that you are meant to be together, he doesn't want you to get hurt by someone else. He wants to believe in you, but he is worried that you will be taken advantage of in this world.

you said Sunwoo made everything so difficult? No. He made it easier to be honest, but you didn't get it. you could be so silly sometimes. you must have been so embarrassed to admit that you loved him that much, poor little thing. Sunwoo is getting so much different now? Maybe he is because he just realized that he should take care of you even more. He realized that you needs him that much, that's why he acts like that.

"Sunwoo, please stop. You're scaring me."

He didn't understand why you had tears in your eyes. Was he scaring you? Why would he? He thought you were joking. After all, he was living in the dream he had always wished for. He woke up to see your beautiful face beside him, and you greeted him with your cute voice. He ate his favorite food, watched his favorite TV show with you, and held you close. He was in cloud nine. You two were perfect together.

He was confused about the tears in your eyes. He thought that your beautiful eyes should not have tears in them. Was that how you showed him that you loved him? Did he need to make you cry even more? He loved life with you. It was so colorful and he enjoyed his time with you so much. Having you was a treasure he had always found in his life. He could not describe how happy he was.

"I think it's time for us to break up. I don't feel like we're in love anymore, and I don't think this is what we're meant to be."

Sunwoo was furious when you said you wanted to break up. He couldn't believe that you would even consider ending their relationship. He told you that he would never let you break up with him, and that he would make you forget about the idea altogether. He loves you very much, and he doesn't understand why you would even think about leaving him. Are you seriously considering leaving him? Leaving him all alone to suffer without you? How dare you? This is the first and last time you will ever be so foolish. He will make sure that you never utter those words again.

The tears streamed down your face that day, and it seemed like they would never stop. But he didn't care. He didn't mind, because it was worth it. He wanted you to understand, and he could tell that you did by the tears on your cheeks. He was so happy for you, even though he didn't like to see you cry. But he knew that it was necessary.

He was finally able to watch you walk slowly along his path. He was so happy about it. He had always dreamed of this moment, of building a kingdom for the two of you. And now, you were there, loving him as he loved you. He could never express how happy he was. He believed that you would eventually love him as much as he loved you. Maybe not right now, but you had plenty of time to learn about love. And one day, you would understand how precious you were to him. You would never think about leaving him again. This life was all about the two of you.

"i...i love you too Sunwoo"

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thewritersaddictions · 5 months

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Day Five: Eddie Munson + Scrooged

You're decorating the new trailer that Eddie got from the government. Christmas apparently wasn't his favorite holiday. He hadn't told you until you had seen it on his face. He walked through the door, face still covered in grease from the mechanic.

"Hey, baby!" You say excitedly as you wrap the garland around your neck. "Hey…what are you doing?" His voice drops from that high-pitched excitement that he's always got to something more profound. Your face falls immediately. "What do you mean? I'm putting Christmas up!" You say with excitement bubbling up in your voice.

You swing the garland you put around your neck off and drape it over the arch of the doorway. Miselote is tucked away in your hand to put into the garland strip after you're done putting it up.

"Babe, it's not even Thanksgiving yet," Eddie says blandly as he sits down to remove his work boots. "So, it's not like we're having family over anyways. We're heading to Steves." Eddie rolls his eyes, "That's not the point. I'm just saying that maybe we should wait." Eddie says as he slips his work boots off and sets them by the door.

"Can we just eat and watch a movie," Eddie asks. He looks tired, worn out from a day of working, so you hum. Dropping what you're doing and grabbing the Chinese food that Eddie had picked up after his work shift. You grab a few plates and bring them to the living room. The Christmas tree is half put up, and the lights are all over the floor to make it easier for you to put across the tree later on.

The silence isn't all-consuming, so you grab the TV remote and shift through movies. He's not paying attention, so when your eyes glance over the title 'Scrooged,' and the first name pops up, your eyes go wide with excitement, and a smile grows on your face.

The music starts, and the movie's theme hits Eddie in his face. "Of course, you picked a damn Christmas movie." Eddie groans as he shoves a mouthful of rice and spicy chicken.

"You know you're acting a little scroog like." You said stuffing rice between your chopsticks. "Am not!" He shrieks as he sets his bowl down on the table. "I think you are, not liking Christmas and being a grouchy." You shy, as you bring the chopsticks up to your mouth.

Before you can manage to get a single bite in you're being tackled and brought the cushions of the couch. "Eddie!" You shirek with excitement as your chopsticks, and food fall to the floor. "What?!" He laughs, "Get up off of me!" You giggle. "Not until you take back what you said about me!" He demands. You shake your head, "Nope no way." You answer defiently.

He rolls his eyes and presses a chaste kiss into your lips before smothering you with his body weight.

Completed on: 11/19/23

Posted on: 12/05/23

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canumoveurseatup-no · 1 year

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White Dodge Challenger

summary: a letter for Eddie that he’ll never receive. It’s time to cut the cord.

pairing: modern!eddie munson x black!reader

warnings: references to smut, unrequited love. this is a short one.

word count: 1.6k

I give no one permission to translate, copy or repost my work.

Dear Eddie,

I’m not the same girl I was a few years ago. I’m not that person that begged for your attention, though I crave it now, I won’t give you the pleasure of seeing me need you.

I’ve put on a few pounds, so, I had to let you know I’m not that slim girl from five years ago, just in case that turned you off. I’m not the girl that waited for you on my front door step, so you could finally take me back to your house, instead of an empty parking lot of the apartment complex you used to live in. While I liked being in your bed for the first time, I missed your White Dodge Challenger. While I enjoyed being a sweaty mess under you with Ridiculousness on the tv playing in the back, I missed the cloth upholstery of the back seat with your playlist playing in the background of your White Dodge Challenger.

Thought I had moved on until you came back in my life.

It started playful and I got those butterflies, those butterflies like I used to five years ago. I didn’t want to give in but I had to, because you gave me wings, but what you didn’t tell me was that they were wax and you melted them in the same breath. I was Icarus and you were the Sun. But I had to be near you and that cost me.

I fell. You watched. But you never caught me.

I was lonely when I ended up meeting you at a hotel, you messaged me saying you were there, and that you had the challenger so it would be easier for me to find you. I circled the building and when I saw it, I got those butterflies again.

You told me to come over into your car and we talked like years hadn’t gone by. But you had matured, you had a beard but those eyes and that smile never changed. You finished rolling up and we searched and searched for a lighter until I mentioned I had one in my car. It was my favorite lighter. It was black and held in a decoden Kawaii case but you didn’t judge, you found it cute.

While smoking, you drove us to the dollar store right across the street, mentioning we needed water. I sat in your car while you went inside, relishing the fact I was back in that White Dodge Challenger. My stomach wouldn’t calm down, I was back in your presence, my inner-teen couldn’t express the joy that you wanted me again, even if it was only sexual. I should be sleeping, I have work at 5:30 am… but it’s 1:15 am and I can’t sleep because I needed to write this.

I need this.

We got back to that hotel parking lot and we sat for a few more minutes just talking. I mentioned all of our past endeavors in the backseat of your White, Dodge Challenger and we laughed. We laughed because back then this was the only space we had to let our teenage hormones rage. But now that we’re adults and can walk right into that hotel, all I want is for you to take me in the backseat of your White, Dodge Challenger.

You said it was time to go in. My heart palpitated. But right as I turned away from you to reach for the door handle there was a soft

“Wait,”

It was as if time started to move slowly.

I looked back at you to see what was wrong but what I turned to will forever be imprinted into my brain. You placed your hand on my cheek and kissed me like in one of those movies. I wanted to cry. You overwhelmed me with just a kiss. You consumed me like a wildfire to unsuspecting trees. You don’t know just how much you mean to me, even if all I got out of our time knowing each other was sex, that’s enough for me because at least that meant you wanted me, even if it was strictly without clothes, in the dark while I cry for more of you.

My legs were jelly. I couldn’t catch my breath.

“You okay?,” you grin at me and I just breathe deeply and can’t help but give you that bashful giggle.

“I just need a minute,” I huffed with the brightest smile I’d worn in days. The smile you expressed your admiration of every chance you could get.

You help me out of your car and we walk inside. Room 207… I’ll never forget. We cracked jokes walking up the steps and the jokes never stopped, even after unlocking the door to room 207.

We had more space but all I wanted was to be in the back seat of your White Dodge Challenger.

Why?

That may be a frequently asked question.

The reason I wanted to be back in your White Dodge Challenger was because I had no choice but to be close to you, limited space meant you wouldn’t be too far from me.

But in this big clean room, you’re walking around teasing me and I just want to cry because I need you near me. I want to smell your cologne, I want to feel your Henley under my fingertips as I help you take it off, I want to see every detail of your chest tattoos, I want to hear your breathing as you kiss my temple.

I’m sitting on the edge of the bed and you’re stalking toward me, you’re standing between my legs, your tall frame towering over me.

“Eddie, please,” I whimper.

You answer my plea and your lips are attached to mine. You’re grabbing at me as if I’ll run away.

I won’t ever run away from you.

I fell for you all over again in many ways that night. I didn’t want to fall for you unless it was on the floor and while I was on my knees in front of you while you sat on the couch, eyes half lidded staring at me, I fell for you again. You gave me the worst case of butterflies. My hands shook when you looked at me, like when we were teens, but I’m grown now and those feelings have swollen into something bigger. Like a zit filling with pus but hasn’t come to a head. The pain is there and it’ll be a while before it goes away. My feelings for you were invasive to the follicle that was my life, it was unhealthy and grew into a painful, annoying zit that just wouldn’t go away.

It kept coming back.

I wanted you to hurt me that night, hurt me so I could forget all that I was going through and could feel owned, could feel wanted and desired.

I was never hurt though, not the way I wanted to be. I was hurt emotionally and I don’t know why I was surprised, it’s a never ending cycle with you.

Not a single slap you delivered to my face that night hurts as bad my heart does for having to end that cycle.

That zit is coming to a head.

And I won’t let it come back anymore.

When we were finished I walked out of that room with no aftercare, I don’t think you even know what that is. But I thought I would be okay so, I walked to my car, watching you get in yours. Watching you leave in your White, Dodge Challenger.

I left my lighter in your car that night by accident but I was hoping it would at least be my ticket to see you again. We talked for days after that, you feeding me the idea I’d see you again. But soon the replies stopped coming, and I entered a subdrop and spiraled.

I spiraled and you weren’t even aware. You’re not even aware that I see White, Dodge Challengers all over town and start having panic attacks because while I wish to see you again, I know it wouldn’t be good for me.

Four months go by before I’ve had enough and reached out about at least getting my lighter back.

Of course that’s what you respond to.

You left it in my mailbox that night, unsuspecting of the message you were about to receive.

A long message explaining to you the pain I’ve endured while knowing you for the past 11 years of my life. A long message explaining ways that would portray the fact that I love you without actually saying those three words.

A long message explaining that I could never hate you no matter how much I try, because trust me, I’ve tried.

A long message explaining that I’ve got to cut the cord, because how can I be happy in life when I’m still emotionally tethered to you?

My stomach still drops when I see a White Dodge Challenger. The naive part of me wishing they were you while the logical part hopes it’s not, so I can heal.

I didn’t want our last night together to be in a nice hotel room.

I wanted our last night to be at your old apartment complex in the backseat of your, well, you get it.

But alas, my wants were never met, and that’s okay, because I think that annoying zit came to a head and it’s ready to be popped.

So I pop it and I block you with the mantra “out of sight and out of mind” playing like a broken record in the back of my mind, everyday.

So now, it’s time to heal the pain the swelling brought on. It’s time to tend to that tender spot and remove any further debris so the wound can close like it was never there.

I’ll heal and I’ll be okay.

And I’ll get to the point in life where I don’t panic every time I see a White, Dodge Challenger.

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sweettoothedtrickster13 · 6 months

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How to Start a Commonplace Book

Since I have zero desire to start a YouTube channel or a separate website blog, I guess I'll throw this here.

What is a commonplace book?

It's a simple question with a different answer from anyone who keeps one and/or knows what it even is. In very basic terms, a commonplace book is a physical book where you write down quotes you find interesting. That's the extent of what some people do, but I say take it a step further. Add your thoughts on the quote. This helps in a few ways- it helps put the quote in context in your life, and it trains your brain to really think about what you find interesting.

Why a physical book?

There have been tons of studies about handwriting vs typing, but really I can only give you my own experience. I really like the act of writing longhand. It helps cement things in my memory and gives me an actual record of my life. I can look through old notebooks and see what was important to me at that time in my life.

Another reason I think a physical commonplace works better is that it takes time. And that's the point. Re-writing a quote and then your thoughts forces you to slow down and examine yourself to see why you react the way you do. And slowing down in this age of super-fast information is something I think most people would benefit from.

How do I keep one?

Take a notebook- any one will do- and a pen. It doesn't matter if you choose a super fancy $300 notebook and a fountain pen, or a composition book and a ballpoint pen. If you want some cheap options until you find out if you even like the process, I suggest hitting up your local school supply store and getting the cheapest notebook and box of pens you can find. I prefer black ink, but you do you. I like Bic ultra round stick grip pens, but again you do you. The best pen I've come across is the click pen I got for free when I voted. So really any pen will do. You might have to experiment a bit to figure out exactly what you like as you go along. If you want some other advice, I recommend checking out this post. Fair warning, I haven't checked out the brands listed because I have a truly ungodly amount of unfinished notebooks hanging around.

Then you need a source to pull quotes from. You can use books, podcasts, youtube videos, friends, family, countrymen, movies, TV shows. Anything that strikes your fancy and contains quotes that resonate with you in some way. Don't worry about if it isn't 'scholarly' or 'high brow' enough*. I've had quotes from children's cartoons stick with me.

*and 'enough' is really a stupid term because really it only has to matter to you. Fuck everyone else, they shouldn't matter in terms of how you judge yourself. If you like it, that's reason enough.

Why should I keep one?

Expressing any thoughts to yourself and self-examination is a hard process but a worthy one. Only through self-examination will you figure out who you are and what you believe. And figuring that out is crucial, because it's so much easier to just absorb the qualities and thoughts of the people around you instead of standing on your own two feet. Knowing yourself deeply and truly means that you can control your own future better. When you really know yourself, it's really hard for people to try to convince you to do/think something that is antithesis to who you are/who you want to be. Knowing yourself is the first step to knowing who want to be at all. At least in my opinion.

How do I even start?

I recommend your favorite media. As I said before, I don't care if it's a book or a cartoon. Consume it again, and really pay attention to which parts you like. Write them down in your notebook and examine why you like it so much. It will feel weird and awkward and hard at first. You'll automatically want to stop. I say give yourself at least a week of doing this regularly to decide if you want to continue or not.

I also suggest pulling from more than one source of media- if you read a lot of books, try podcasts. If you like TV shows, try movies. Just diversify your intake. You don't have to branch into genres you don't like, but knowing how different media can accomplish different things is a worthwhile endeavor to me.

What if I don't have any thoughts on the quote/can't pin down why I like it?

Leave a blank space after the quote. You might not be able to examine the feelings now, but there will come a time later where you will. The subconscious is a miraculous thing. Often, writing down the quote helps your brain recognize that it's important and worth thinking about. Don't ever feel bad for not figuring it out right away. It will take time.

How do I keep up with the habit?

It doesn't matter if you come across a good quote every day or every week or once every ten years. Just keep your ears and eyes open, and you'll find good ones along the way. And when you find them, write them down.

My commonplace book isn't as pretty/organized as other people's. Why bother?

Fuck others commonplace books. Take inspiration if you want, but your commonplace is just that- yours. You don't have to add drawings or keep an index or have a theme if you don't want to. Just the fact that you are thinking about what you consume puts you ahead of the pack.

Other thoughts

Starting a commonplace book is one of the things that helps me know myself, other than journaling. Both are good in different ways, and I might do a journaling post in the future. Taking a close look at why you react the way you do to certain things is the best way to figure out what the purpose the creator of the media had when they created it. Propaganda isn't just in the news- it's everywhere. Taking the time to examine your reactions to others' words is the best way I've found to recognize it. And if you don't want to go that deep, that's fine too. Consider it a way to keep your favorite quotes close.

So happy commonplace book keeping.

#real life adventures #commonplace book #about writing

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dairy-farmer · 15 days

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I'm honestly so confused, are you american, mexican, greek? Dbsndks you don't have to say if youre uncomfortable Im just extremely confused. You're incredibly well-knowledged about the rest of the world, cultured and well-mannered but your english and slang and terms are so good it's impossible to not have learnt language as a first language (sorry if that came off rude, I didn't mean to be.)

answered out of order:

haha it's alright i don't mind answering!

i'm mexican, both my parents are mexican and i'll be honest i had to ask my older sister how we (me and my siblings) learned english because my parents and literally every adult we grew up with ONLY spoke spanish and yet i distinctly remember walking into kindergarten already knowing english and being able to communicate with like no struggle?

according to my older sister spanish was our first language, it's all we spoke until toddler age but all the media we consumed was in english. books, movies, tv shows. my older sister learned english from watching sailor moon and disney movies again and again and agian on the vcr, she in turn essentially taught it to me because we'd watch together, and with the two of us communicating in that, our little sister picked it up like that too. once we got into kindergarten and the first grade etc, all the other kids and teachers only spoke english and so that just slowly took over as our dominant language. then learning all the slang terms for me basically came from the internet and my fellow middleschoolers and highschoolers when i was a teen haha.

i think the internet and social media has definitely made understanding slang, niche jokes from different communities, and just general knowledge about the world beyond your hometown a LOT easier so that definitely helps a ton! and honestly having a great amount of knowledge about a lot of different things and people actually helps A TON and pays out dividends in terms of coming up with ideas when writing and doing details because the more different things you know the more your thoughts can branch out in different directions and connect together different things to help you form ideas and stuff!

#answered asks #asks #anonymous

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littlebugsburrow · 1 year

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Trips to Neverland

Han saw you, the true blue shades of you, past the facade of your everyday torment between work and school. He saw the way it chipped away at you, watching the glow and glimmer of your bright eyes fade with each passing day. He'd try so hard, reaching for you, the rainbow of bright smiles and happy giggles he loved, just barely at his finger tips.

"doll, why dont you sit with me? Ill put on a disn-" you would sigh, shaking your head "cant, homework" brushing him away like everytime before. With a deep breathe and a determined mind set he would rise from the couch, grabbing your things from you "okay, how about a deal? You go ask Minho to help you, that way i can get some cleaning done. But, when you get back, no more school work, no more work talk. Just, us" he'd flash you a toothy grin, tapping your nose before shooing you away.

He had about three hours before you'd be finished, meaning he had to hustle. Making quick work and putting his headphones on, Han acrambled to tidy the apartment. Repeating his checklist to himself "lights, pillows, blankets, stuffies, sippy- where the fuck is it!?" rummaging through the cabinets he finally found it, washing it to let it dry before starting on the living room. And hour already gone from him.

Now, to build 'Neverland' , he pushed and pulled the furniture to make it easier to build his version of a pillow fort. Using the left over fairy lights and spare pillows and blankets he built thw coziest space for his darling. He grabbed every stuffed animal you owned, lining them up facing the tv. He felt so proud of himself he snapped a photo and sent it to minho, who simply replied with a heart.

One hour left, he quickly ordered dinner, picking out your favorite comfort foods and drinks. He desperatly needed this all to work, the guilt eating him for not notcing all this sooner. He was supposed to take care of you, but now hes gonna make up for it. He rushed to the bedroom, showering quickly before putting on his half of your matchinf pajamas.

Han dimmed all the lights, doing a triple check of everything before setting up Disney plus to auto play Peter pan. Before he could even call Minho to send you home, you walked through the door. His smile grew, cooing at you as you set down your bag "honey, come here" he walked towards you, pulling you to his chest. You look up at him, the small glimmer returning "tired-" is all you mumbled before melting into the hug, breathing him in. His hands ran through your hair, humming to you "mommy has a surprise for you, sweetheart" Han looked down at you, watching the sparks light in your eyes. So close, hes so close. Batting your lashes, he moves away, showing you the wonderland he made for you.

There it was, sparks turning to bright glimmering light consumed in your eyes, the smiling on your face making you glow "m-mommy..you? For me?" the small squeak in your voice made his heart flutter, capturing you in a back bug before kissing your hair "all for you, little one. Lets go get changed, food will be here soon" he turned around, kneeling slightly as a signal for you to get on his back. You happily climbed on, nuzzling the back of his neck as he carries you to the bedroom. A snall glimpse of how the rest of the night would go; matchinf jammies, soft music and a cozy robe around you. Han carried you everywhere, never letting your feet touch the ground. You were his princess, and he wanted nothing more than to treat you as such.

When han had settled you down, pressinf sweet little kisses to your cheeks and nose the door bell rang, he gasped playfully "oh! Whos that?! Cover your eyes, tulip" he put your hands over your eyes before tiptoeing to the door, grabbing the food to return to you. "open up, baby dolly~! Mommy's got food"

All cuddles inside the blanket fort, food laid out before you both han started the movie, feeding you whenever you asked, his hands never leaving you. He couldn't help but become lost inside the wonder in your eyes, watching every micro expression as the movie played. "i love you, little one." he whispered in a hushed tone, the smile present in his words. "love you too mommy" was all he needed to hear before sighing happily.

#han jisung #♡playdates with peachy!#♡little goblin friends #mooties ♡

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powertaco · 5 months

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How do you write so much? I'm like struggling man. My brain is just like...do the thing. What is your secret? What mines do you pick at to unveil the whiterose?

Howdy, and thanks for the ask. It's late so I'm probably gonna ramble. I promise to try and address the question at some point lol.

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So when I first started it took me months to write and try to perfect a single one shot. (One Good Turn/Maiden crack outtakes) (This was back in September of like 2021)

My next story after that (Pizza Au) it would take weeks to even a month between chapters.

I would get horrible anxiety (being a perfectionist is hell). Sometimes there would be days I would just not write. I couldn't handle it. I'd play wow, or just do anything else. Anything to NOT BE writing.

What didn't do was stop thinking of ideas. Even if I didn't write for the story I had a little notepad with ideas I would scribble on them. This didn't bother me because it was something that only I saw and it was quick notes. If they weren't perfect it didn't matter because, well I took 5 seconds to write them so who was gonna judge me on that?

My brain could process and handle that sort of thing.

The truth is writing, and telling stories has been one of those things I've always wanted to do, and over time I've built up a habit of writing, and making sure to take breaks on certain days, or if I'm just not in the mood. I would love to eventually write an actual fantasy book some day, but for now I write fan-fiction as practice.

The mindset I helped by realizing I wasn't really getting paid to write so if people didn't like it? Well I mean who cared? Yeah my screen name is out there, and yeah I get plenty of people who don't like it, or send me some 'interestingly' worded reviews.

As for what gets me into the headspace for goobers? The easiest thing is to think of some media you like, and are passionate about.

What book, game, tv show, movie, etc do you really like? Now since most of the story is already done for you. How can you insert two characters into it to make it your desired pairing.

This helps because you're already very passionate about it, and when you're passionate it makes it easier for words to flow onto the page.

For example, if you're doing a WR legend of Zelda Au, and you know everything about Zelda then it's easy for you to just get really into it, and before you know it you have a 10k first chapter, and you're wondering how it got there.

You're just like wow Weiss would be a great Midna, and Ruby a wonderful Link, and bam you're good to go. (Although you might change the ending a wee bit for more fluff but hey)

At first this might take some time to think on, but eventually if you do it enough you'll get the brainrot and every bit of media you consume you'll be like 'i can totally think of a X au for this.

It might also help to find a genre you find more easy to relate to, to start with.

If you like humor, then make a funny little one shot. If you like coffee shop au's? Well loads of people do.

If you're stuck at the end of a sentence? Delete the sentence you just wrote and try again.

If the word isn't coming to you, and you need a break? Take one. Sometimes I write a few sentences then watch a youtube video, then get back to writing.

Just to give my brain some time to think in the background.

I would also advise that once you do a few stories in a genre you're familiar with try a few in different ones.

This helps you not get pigeon holed and stuck in a rut down the line, and gets you to think about them differently and explore different facets of your characters.

Do some comedy, crack, and then do an angst, follow that up with video game au, and then romance, etc.

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Some early habits you can do are just set aside a set amount of time to try and write a day. Maybe even 30 minutes.

If you can't think of a story think of what you do know and make it all nice and written out for future you.

Like 'oh coffee shop au' Ruby is the barrista summer is alive in this au, and she's in college etc. Do it for characters you think will be important to the story, and even a background character you want to make an appearance. You're not writing the story, not really, but you are doing work that can help give your characters life, and a background/voice when you do write it.

All told I was in the same boat as you being told 'just write' and I would clam up.

You might try just writing random details for your au or something similar.

You can get prompt ideas from other people if you can't think of anything. You can bounce an idea back and forth on discord with a friend! Heck read a few books to get potential ideas!

You can and will make mistakes. It's inevitable. A sneaky comma you forgot, a word in the wrong tense, but you know what I learned?

Doesn't matter. The fact that you're writing and creating far outweighs any of that.

You don't even have to post or show it to anyone. I have a stack of notebooks with tons of notes in them (google docs is pretty easy to use too if you don't like writing in a notebook).

As trite as it might seem, as many times as it has been said really the secret is just writing.

One thing I will say is 'comparison is the thief of joy'. Do not compare your starting works, or even any of your work to someone else.

If you compare your writing to someone who's been writing for a lot longer then I mean /shrug.

If you do post on ao3 or another site my advice is to not look at stats at all.

What does it matter if your fic gets only 50 hits and 3 comments? Those are 3 people who looked at your story and loved it enough to say so, and 50 people who were drawn in to read it in the first place.

That's a loooot of people. Just write for fun, and not to look at the stats.

This one is more on me, but once a story has been finished? Don't go back and rewrite it to fix or update all the errors. They make valuable time capsules of your skill progression.

If all your work looks like your current work then it seems like you're not improving. (In maidens I can see many errors, and while there's still errors in my latest story I can tell you there are less of them).

You will at random points get hit with 'oh wow I'm not improving at all. This is actually a false feeling brought on by you getting better and realizing all the errors that are there. It actually means you're doing much better than you thought.

This is from auriee on tumblr

So I guess to sum it up.

1-Try to establish a habit of at least attempting to write each day. I find myself craving to write most days but it was a buildup to get there.

2-Use media you're passionate about to start with to get you into the creation mindset, and just make small tweaks to it to make it easier at the start.

3-Don't worry about it being perfect, or your stats. Just write for you.

4-It's less talent and more hard repetitive work to get good at writing just like any other skill. You will have to put in a fair/large amount of time.

5-If you skip some days because you aren't feeling it then that's fine. Take the time you need but just make sure to get back to it.

Tiny Samus believes in you.

And so do my goobers!

For real though feel free to drop an ask on here or discord if you have any specific questions, or if I totally screwed it up. (Sorry it's late so my IQ is currently room temp.

#writing #asks #taco's rambling hour #taco attempts to answer a question #gives writing advice #13 dead #rwby #death's whiterose #worked it in there #whiterose #plus young maria

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xmimiteh · 9 months

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Get to know me

Tagged by: @airis-ray - thank you so much for tagging me!

Tag (9) people you'd like to know better!

Last song

I hear the following song often, so it is no surprise it is the last song I now heard. With this I do not only like the music, but also the video: "This is War" by Thirty Seconds to Mars with "Rebels" footage - >VIDEO<. Music and cutting just fits so amazingly well and I enjoyed "Rebels" sooo much. I think this show is criminally underrated. It is that kind of show which starts "okay", but then gets better and better with each season - becoming one of the best SW pieces for me out there. It just gave me so much "original" Episode 4-6 vibes and also my "Firefly" thirst was stilled by it. Loved every character in "Rebels" so much, though the best for me was Hera - ressourceful, clever, active, strong-willed and finally a Twi'lek not being sexualized! She made the show for me. Really looking forward seeing Hera and Sabine again in the upcoming "Ahsoka" show. But okay, this was "Last Song" and now I was rambling on about a show... sorry for that!

Currently reading

I am a super slow reader. Always have been even at university - and this was a bit challenging as I studied American and English literature. I love reading, but I rarely am in the mindscape for it anymore and have gotten too restless. It only works during vacations or trips for me. So it takes me a long time to finish stuff and sometimes I start something else at the side as well. That is why I am reading three different books at the moment, because I am not always in the mood a certain one.

The first being "Fool on the Hill" by Matt Ruff - I promised my spouse to read it finally as it is their favorite book. The beginning was a bit drawn-out, but I enjoyed the middle a lot. I get why so many people love that book, but I've got a bit of a hard time with some things. Especially the ending now is sadly overstaying its welcome a bit too much.

The second book being "It" by Stephen King - I love horror literature and had always a weird love-hate relationship with King. I love his take on writing, I love his general stances, love his ideas, enjoyed most of the movies based on him, but his endings suck and sometimes he is a bit too vulgar for my taste. But if it is only the last 10% that's not good? Well, time well spent, I'd say!

And the last one is "Skulduggery Pleasant - The Faceless Ones" by Derek Landy. Hm, yes, as I said I simply LOVE horror literature. And as pulpy and trashy the characters are - I love those dialogues and the pacing! Skulduggery Pleasant is just such a fun time to read and sooo relaxing. But it is really, really overpowered. I mean, you would call out each of those characters if they were roleplaying something like that in FF14. And yet somehow it does not bother me when reading it. I do not even understand why. Usually I would complain about such characters for hours.

Currently watching

How much time do you have and how much do you want to read? Because I watch so much stuff. It is simply easier for me with my busy RL life to consume at the side and more relaxing. My spouse and I have our little ritual of watching one tv show after dinner and one (different) tv show before going to bed. Our "after dinner show" is at the moment the tv show "Sleepy Hollow" (>Trailer<) - and I expected it to be entertaining, but I did not expect it to be that good. Don't get me wrong, it is not outstanding, but I enjoy it very much. Probably also, because it covers a period in American history and literature I had as one of my study focusses. And I loved Washington Irving. Also, yes, it is horror. Again. I know, I know. Don't hold it against me! But it is really entertaining. Give it a try.

Our "before bedtime show" is at the moment a little "blast of the past" with "Case Closed (Detective Conan)" (>Trailer<) - yes, that slightly older anime show with way too many episodes. We recently thought we need something light and it is just a nice way to chill out at the end of the day.

When I am watching on my own, I recently started a rerun of "The X Files" (>Trailer<), because I loved that show when it aired on tv for the first time, but never finished watching it. Still want to complete a whole run of it, because I never got further than season 3. Or was it 4? I do not really know anymore.

And the last movie we saw was "Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse" (>Trailer<), which was simply amazing. But you all probably know that anyway, so... I will just give another bonus fact about me: Spider-Man is my favorite superhero. I always loved how personal the stories are and how authentic his struggles are. That was something I could relate to a lot - responsibilities piling up and feeling the need to be responsible. Because with great power, yadda, yadda, yadda... Spider-Man was always the most relatable and human superhero to me. Each incarnation was an authentic human being struggling with doing the right thing, but stepping up to try it - even when failing. That always inspired me and still inspires me. And this movie was the first we went to the cinema again since the pandemic. So, yay!

Current obsession

This one I will keep shorter. Or I will try to do so at least! But my current obsession is an obsession I have been having for quite some time and it is: Hunt: Showdown (>Trailer<) - don't confuse it with "Hunt". That game! It is a PvPvE (Player versus Player versus Environment) extraction shooter so probably not to everyone's taste. Setting is Weird Wild West with Zombies and Demons, has the best sound design in the whole gaming industry. No, really, there is no better one. You can pinpoint the location of sounds by listening so perfectly and it is really important with all the stealthing and scouting. And the gunplay is so much fun. Those shootouts with other players are so intense and really feel sooo Wild West. I love it and I am simply addicted to that game. So, if you see me afking in FF14, I might be playing one or two rounds of Hunt at the side. And yes, it is again... horror. I know. It's a surprise there are not too many horror themes when roleplaying Mimi! I really should rectify it. Because I live for that. So I probably should get those Sagolii ruins rolling for plotting points, right?

Tagging: Okay, this time I can only tag 9 people. That is hard! So let's just cheat the system, but don't tell anyone. I'll just tag 9 people and you can do it anyway and tag me, so I can read it. So, the "officially" tagged are: @ysandrethedreamer, @kich-rp @zhauric @miqojak @miqoquest @archaiclumina @luck-and-larceny @cactusxwren @tsupertsundere. But we all know, I also tagged YOU as well, right?

#Not FF14 #Not Final Fantasy 14 #Not Final Fantasy XIV #FF14 #Final Fantasy 14 #Final Fantasy XIV #X'mimiteh #X'mimiteh Lhim #prompt #rp prompt #Thanks for tagging me!

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morphinejunkie · 1 year

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how and what did use to research heroin and the mafia and literally everything you researched about in crush? did you have to conduct any interviews with anyone?

i didn't conduct interviews.

tl;dr - watched lots of movies, read a lot of forums, and used google maps a lot.

now specifically in terms of heroin and mafia, because i get asked about those two things a lot, the long and the short of it is i consume a lot of media. after watching documentaries and tv shows and reading books, it's easier to slot yourself in that world as if you've lived it.

i never "formally" researched heroin, but i spent a lot of time on bluelight, the forum that matt mentions, as well as drug boards on reddit and lots of AMA's on reddit as well. everything else in terms of general drug culture is life experience.

mafias are structures that are in so many movies and tv shows and books, and most of our understanding of it, and most of crush's reality of it, is based on those rather than real life. i didn't research the mafia at all. i watched a lot of crime films and extrapolated what would happen to the mafia in a post-kira world.

anyhow, i seriously encourage learning about something by consuming materials about that topic.

here's some more specifics here in terms of what other people have asked me off the top of my head.

i spent lots of time trawling through LA and new york google maps to get a sense of the place. lots of yelp reviews to get a sense of specific locations. i'd, again, watch movies set in LA and new york so i'd get the vibe of it.

i lived in tokyo for a while so everything in part 3 was based on life experience and my own knowledge.

i spent a whole lot of time on google maps in general tracking down locations of buildings that might correspond with dn structures in real life. wammy's house, for example, as a girls' boarding school in winchester, and i looked at the surrounding areas to get a sense of winchester a lot.

as a mello fan, you research lots about burns naturally, to the point where it no longer feels like it's "research" and it becomes a topic you just know a whole lot about. but with the burns, i spent a whole lot of my life reading academic journals and looking at photos of second degree burns, as well as lots of medical guides on how to treat a patient with burns. i also watched a couple of movies that had people's faces all wrapped up like a mummy after traumatic injuries, which sort of inspired that image in part 2. and i watched the youtube video that matt watches when he's paper-macheing mello's face, lol.

i answered how i researched the hacking and radio stuff here, which was the most intense and most conventional "researching" i did for crush.

#crush #ask #anonymous #writing

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mihrsuri · 3 months

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Tagged by @shehungthemoon <3333.

Tag Game: 9 People You'd Like to Get to Know Better

-`♡´- last song:

-`♡´- currently watching: My brain is not allowing me to watch anything at the moment but here are some shows that I would like to watch and/or finish watching:

Shadow and Bone S2 (finish watching but also I don’t want it to end)

Lockwood and Co

Wheel of Time

Percy Jackson

-`♡´- three ships: Currently in terms of the ones I’m Really Into:

Anne Boleyn/Henry Tudor/Thomas Cromwell (The Tudors TV)

The Grisha-Crows-Nikolai-Mal Polycule/Found Family

The Tortall Found Family Polycule

-`♡´- favorite color: Pink and Blue

-`♡´- currently consuming: I am drinking my cup of tea

-`♡´- first ship: The very first one I remember being passionately into was probably Arthur/Gwen/Lancelot OT3 fix it fic.

-`♡´- relationship status: Single.

-`♡´- film: The last movie I saw was Ballad of Songbird and Snakes and it was really really great - I couldn’t handle reading the book but I knew what happened and somehow the movie was like, easier? (Which is weird because it’s generally the reverse for me)

-`♡´- currently working on: Fic wise I’m working on some more fictional in universe media stuff in my emotional support Tudors AU (at the moment it’s realising I might have to build a whole alt history ballet development) plus the main fic plus some AUs and then also the Grishaverse Hunger Games - Jespers chapter and then Wylans and Kaz’s. Also maybe some more West Wing Ballet AU headcanons and finishing the Narnia Fic. Art wise I’m trying to work on drawing people plus also maybe some Tudor Edits.

Tagging: (if you want to) @endoftheworldhere @sherwoodknights @onekisstotakewithme @hondagirll @boleynecklace @uncheckedaggression @unseenacademic @six-of-snakes @emilykaldwen

#meme #jewish biracial fairy princess me #Spotify

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tabswrites · 8 months

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Author Ask Tag

Tagged by @writernopal here 💜

Gently tagging: @pandoras-comment-box @elbritch-kit @clairelsonao3 @thatndginger

1. What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

Don’t let the past define you. Each MC is weighed down by something in their past: A reputation, a legacy, trauma. They will explore their grief in many ways, and while some of them will overcome it and grow, some will let it consume them.

When I started writing again, it was to help me process some really heavy stuff that I went through last year, and I realized I had let the situation overwhelm me to the point where I didn’t recognize myself anymore. It happens in little ways over time, and I’m sure others have experienced the same thing. I want people to know that the things that have happened to them, the things people have done, they don’t go away. Not completely. But if we learn to accept them and confront the emotions, those things become easier to overcome, and you don’t have to lose yourself in the process.

2. What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

I’m inspired a lot by nature and animals, tv/movies I love, books, random and weird history facts, fairy tales/folklore. I also experience vivid dreams from time to time and they inspire a lot of my story ideas.

3. What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person?

Besides the whole “bring back magic” thing, I think overall the characters in ToL are trying to achieve inner peace for themselves, and I want the same thing. I do want to inspire people to realize that sometimes the greatest empathy you have should be towards yourself. Forgiveness is definitely one of the minor themes, as it has been a key part in my own personal healing process.

For the readers, I just want them to be mindful of tbe complexities of life and of other people. You never know what someone else is really going through.

4. How many chapters is your story going to have?

….more than 2, but less than 100? Honestly, I planned for 15 with ToL but it might go longer. I’m not the one behind the wheel, if I’m being honest.

5. Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

Original! Both of WIPs are on Ao3 and Wattpad.

6. When and why did you start writing?

I originally began writing when I was 14 when I started role playing on Goodreads. (Yes, that one.) My classmate and I started our own 1x1 and decided to turn it into a novel just casually. I ended up dedicating way more time to it and she stepped away, so I rewrote everything in my style. I finished it during NaNoWriMo a year later and even submitted it for Script Frenzy. That was the only serious writing project I ever did, 99.9% of my time was spent role playing. When my RP buddies started to drift away I got really depressed and ending up not writing for almost 6 years. Started back up again last year and here we are!

7. Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow?

No one will ever love your writing as much as you do, so you should love it the most! Don’t second guess yourself, and stop comparing yourself to everyone else! You chose to write the story for a reason—if that other person was meant to write it, you wouldn’t be the one kept up at night by story ideas.

I follow so many who have been tagged by other people but too bad:

@writernopal I love her writing and her OCs and she’s always supportive 💜

@outpost51 I would love to file a formal adoption request for Atria and no one else matches my deranged commenting style like him

@writingmaidenwarrior Always supportive and up for a chat, silly or otherwise!

@clairelsonao3 I love her writing and she’s super supportive too!

@sam-glade Sam has amazing world building and gives great critique!

Others I don’t know very well yet but I have enjoyed their writing and/or interacting with:

@reneesbooks

@mysticstarlightduck

@pheita

@avrablake

@coffeewritesfiction

#wow I talk a lot #tag games #writeblr positivity #writeblr #tess talks

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