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khanger · 11 days
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@theedgeofforever
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ashwii · 2 months
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Baby blue 🦋
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cornpickerart · 3 months
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Scanlaaaaaaan🎵🎶🎵✨️
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happy birthday 💜 @lewishamil10n
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glittxrghoul · 12 days
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ima buy something now
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jaehunnyy · 1 year
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I know I love you
Genre: friends-to-lovers!au, fake-dating!au, angsty but with a happy ending, fluff (in the end)
Word count: 1k
Pairing: fake-boyfriend!Beomgyu x fem!reader
Requested by: anon (song: 0X1=LOVESONG - TXT)
Warnings: one kiss, usage of pet names (angel), a bit of a messed up situation, mentions of clubbing, mentions of Beomgyu being drunk (though he is sober enough), possible grammar mistakes
A/N: nonnie, im sorry it took so long to write this, but i am happy i got to finish it now. i changed the meaning of the lyrics a bit and i used them in different situations, so I hope you don't mind that too much. thank you! ✨️
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The flashing lights and the loud music defining the club Beomgyu was in were nothing new for the boy. The reason why he kept ending there? Very familiar as well. He often wondered what made him accept fake dating you, because instead of becoming closer, he felt like you were distancing more with every passing day. And still, it was his mistake, because he accepted the deal when you offered to help him with making the girl he loved jealous—not realising that you were supposed to make yourself jealous in this case. And once again, the memories have started to kick in.
"Hey, Gyu!" you shouted, gently nudging his shoulder: "I heard you're in love, hmmm?"
His eyes widened at your question, and the panic made his vision blurry. There was no way you found out, was it?
"Uhm, well, you see—"
"I can help you with that, Gyu! I know you are way too shy to confess, so I have a plan for that. Let's fake date!"
"I don't want to use you for that… you are much more than a rebound for me, Y/N…"
“I offered to do that, and I will be here for you, always. Let's do that, Gyu. Please, use me like a drug."
Let's fake date. Please, use me like a drug. He would have never imagined that he would be in such a situation, but if he said no, you would keep on asking questions, and he would expose himself; so he chose to say yes.
Already tired of the place he spent his last hour in and the aching memory of his mistake, he took his leather jacket and started walking slowly to your house, because even with his foggy mind, he knew you'd always let him in. You were his fake girlfriend, after all. He also took advantage of the silence on the street, engulfed by the pressure of his thoughts, until he reached your welcoming house. One knock, and you were already in front of him, the same, worried look plastered on your face.
"Did you get drunk again…?" you sighed, before letting him come inside.
"No, 'm not drunk," he said, an innocent smile stretching his lips softly: "just missed you."
You gave him a bitter smile, because in the end, you were not the girl he loved, (or so you thought).
"Is this part of our deal?"
"Missing you? No, Y/N, 'm honest with youuuu!" he laughed, clinging into you like a little kid.
You had enough of this painful pretending.
"Gyu… let's end this."
Was he not sober enough, so that he started to hear things? There's no way you would end things like this, right? Did he do something wrong?
"What? What about the girl I like?"
"You don't need me to pull her, Beomgyu. Once you do, you will be happy, and I will keep on hurting myself. It's over."
He felt the need to laugh, you couldn't be serious. It was toxic, but he was addicted.
"Are you saying that I'm the one hurting you, when you did that to yourself?" he asked, hands shaking in anger. Why did you blame him?
"Yes." you simply stated, arms crossed in front of your chest.
"Then why the fuck did you offer to help me one month ago?"
"Because I love you, Gyu. And I would rather have you as my fake boyfriend than not having you at all, but it has become an all or nothing situation, and I want all of you."
You did all of this—because you loved him too? All this messed up situation, for him to find out that you were crushing on each other?
"Y/N… you were the girl I liked. When you found out that I have a crush, I panicked and… I didn't want to give myself away, so I chose to say yes to your plan, even though it made no sense."
You looked at him with glossy eyes, giving up and squishing him into a big hug. There was no point in fighting more, the situation was already messed up. You were convinced he wouldn't remember any of this in the morning, but you wanted to use this opportunity, just this time.
"Gyu, look at me. If you remember this in the morning, kiss me. If not, let's both forget about this."
Even though he was sober enough to think rationally, he played your game once again.
"Deal."
The next morning came with such small steps, that you felt trapped in a never ending loop. Since you didn't have a lot of space in your one-person apartment, you had no choice but to let Beomgyu sleep next to you, his hands holding you close to him all night. You opened your eyes and saw him already looking at you, lips curling in happiness at the sight of you.
"Morning, Y/N!" he cheerfully said, stroking your back softly.
"Morning, Gyu. How do you feel?"
"Amazing, actually. What about you?"
"I'm… alright…" you whispered, trying to understand why he didn't act sick after his drunk state the other day; though, the boy had something else in mind.
He gently cupped your cheek with his hands, pressing his soft lips on yours. The kiss took you off guard, but you didn't lose any more time and kissed him back, full of feelings and love. You felt him smile, pressing his forehead on yours and looking at you softly.
"Say you love me, Y/N. That's all I want to hear right now. Say you love me till the end of the world."
"I love you, Gyu. I love you, and I'm so happy you remembered."
"I love you too, angel, I always did." he said, then pressed a sweet kiss on your cheek.
In the end, everything turned out to be worth it, as you ended up having your own happy ending story, next to the boy you've adored more than anything.
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marshmellowbabbles · 11 months
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iricathel · 7 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, IRINA!
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*sobs* They grow so fast 🥺
Thinking that Irina was born during a civil war justifies her gremlin ass ig
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thewilddreamerrr · 5 months
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Wallace (aka "I'm that twink you want to obliterate") Wells
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nulltune · 2 months
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super self-indulgent post bc i luv sanrio -grips fist- and methinks that in my delusions, hakuno's assigned sanrio should be wish me mell.!!!! why? bnuuy..... bUT ALSO JUST READ THIS:
The main heroine of the series is a rabbit named Mell, who is meant to be a character that expresses the feelings everyone has, simply stating "Thank you", "I am sorry" or "I like you!", connecting hearts in the process.
She targets young women, around ages 15-20, who are too shy to outwardly express their feelings and represents simple yet kind phrases such as "I like you" or "thank you."
Mell is considered a bit disorganized and a scatterbrain, but despite that, she has a kind and loving heart for everyone, but especially her crush, Lutz; a yellow-furred and blue-maned lion from Kenya who once delivered a very special letter to her that opened her heart wider.
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khanger · 5 months
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@theedgeofforever
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ashwii · 1 month
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Redraw from 2019 (original drawing under the cut)
UMM so I got into a rabbit hole of rewatching all the director's commentaries for all of them big Markiplier projects. Afterwards, I had violent flashbacks of a Damien drawing I made in 2019 like ??? I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THAT DRAWING????? like oml it was so weird just suddenly remembering a drawing i haven't thought about for 5 years. So here's ur man weeee
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Sometimes, i don't think I ever improve, but looking at this after years of not even thinking about it? Man, it's so wild to see such an enormous difference. Honestly, I kinda more or less remember most of my drawings, so even if I haven't thought about a piece in a while it feels more like "oh yeah, that one" instead of a "OH MY GOD IM GETTING FLASHBACKS" so ig that's why i feel many interesting feelings abt this redraw XDD anyway im babbling but kisskiss hope yll enjoy lmao
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synthsays · 2 months
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Why Kieran Duffy Is A Trans Allegory
You might be wonder how the silly horse man is a metaphor for the trans expirence, let me explain:
To start Kieran was suddenly pushed into the life of an outlaw when he was forced to join the O'Driscolls. This represents how one's lifestyle can drastically change after coming out, especially as trans. Later when he is captured by the Van Der Linde gang he is repeatedly called an O'Driscoll by the people in camp even after insisting he is not one and doesn't like to be called that. This represents the aspect of being misgendered and deadnamed (both on-purpose and on accident). He wishes he could be a real, trusted member of the Van Der Linde gang but know he can never be one. This represents the fact a lot of trans folk wish they could be cis but know they can't be. Excepting that he is mostly just Kirean Duffy shows that he knows he can never be a Van Der Linde member but is still glad to have a part. That shows how he accepts he will never be cis but is still himself and has confidence is who he is.
This last one might be a stretch but the vulgarity of his death and over all bad treatment he gets might represent the harassment and oppression trans people face.
This whole thing is kinda/j but not anyway hope u enjoyed reading!
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psalmsofpsychosis · 3 months
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tell me about your favorite movies and books!! i wanna dissect your brain (lovingly) (affectionate)
Choccy my belovedest you broke in through my bedroom window at 3am with the hardest question asked of mankind huh 😭❤️❤️ i have so many favs!!! i dont remember any of them!! but. i will try to make an effort because i love you 💕 so! 5 movies/tv shows and 5 books ayy
For Media,
• City of God!!!
the pace of this movie is insane, i call it the movie that never sleeps, both narrative wise and production wise. It's constantly in motion and a whirlwind of a wild story but it never loses its ground and its significance, which is not something i can say about
• Shameless US
jesus. listen, Shameless US is as wonderful as it's shit, in equal measures. It's a story that feels like the best unprotected sex of your life that also gave you Hepatitis B. ShU travels into territories noone dares to tread, and sometimes it's a cheap hitch in the back of a junkie's stolen van, and sometimes it's a first class experience in Bono's private jet; no inbetween. It's insanely creative, insanely unapologetic and honest, hits like an unexpected 2am urge to go scream from the rooftop of your house, and it's quite frankly unforgettable, both in its bad and good moments.
• Tokyo Godfathers
MOVIE OF ALL TIME!!! MOVIE OF ALL TIME I TELL YA!!!!
• Doukyuusei
This bitch here is SO dear to me, i dont even know how to describe it. It's quite different from the manga, and i love the manga so much i think about it more than 3 seconds and i die, but the story feels more fluid in movie format. To me Doukyuusei is the best example of how you can tell the richest and most fascinating and intriguing story without ugly shock value or Angst TM or stupid twists; just life as it happens. The Manga's characterizations are so intricate and complex and distinct it blows your mind, not a single stereotype in sight. I really need Doukyuusei to be some kinda food so i can eat it for the rest of my life.
• Corvette Summer
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I have no excuses. This is my trademark movie, the Farimah TM movie, i've claimed it and i bite anyone who gets close. It's so saccharine it rots half of your tooth halfway in and i love a good "take of life all you can; for the love of gods want something, anything, take what is yours and never apologise twice" story. I adore how flirty and sweet and soft this movie is. Plus, yeah, Mark Hamill and Annie Potts. The dream sandwich.
• Honorary mention: Blue Eye Samurai
Simply the most intelligent piece of media i have seen in the last 5 years, holy fucks. It works your brain on 99 different subtle levels to the point that it makes you glad to possess a brain and being able to comprehend stories. It's a challenging watch, intellectually, emotionally— solid makes you proud to understand it the way you'd be proud after finishing a 6k piece puzzle.
And as for books, i've mostly been indulging my fiction thirst with fanfic and flash fiction, and been mainly reading nonfiction in terms of published stuff, so, yeah, it's gonna get a bit technical. sorry.
• Tara Campbell's "Angels and Blueberries"
This story healed 15 years of my childhood trauma with 30% discount.
• Anne Waldron Neumann's "Monologues with Euphemisms"
There's something about flash fiction that forces people to get creative and by gods creative they get. The structure of this piece is so unconventional and sturdy it makes my brain sing 99 motown tunes. Speaking of story structure though,
• Jane Alison's "Meander, Spiral, Explode"
This is a book about story structure. I read it in pieces the way you read poetry and philosophy essays. Take of that what you will. Like, this is such meta read; you can analyse the book itself on its narrative flow and rhythm. I think i learnt more about Aristotle's idealogies reading this book than i learnt by reading Aristotle's essays. and this is the second "nonfiction that reads like poetry" book on this list. The first one is,
• Carlo Rovelli's "The Order Of Time"
Yep. Quantum physics is art to me by nature, but Rovelli really drives the art part home, and he's so sexy for it. This book is so lyrical and it plays with your heartstrings as much as it plays with your brain, i dont care about what category it falls under; this is top notch fiction to me.
• John Luckovich's "The Instinctual Drives And The Enneagram"
an older read i keep picking up every other half year, since i got into Luckovich's theories back in 2017, but yeah, this book is basically the foundation of majority of my worldviews, the spine of it. Luckovich is such thorough and unconventional thinker, getting into his stuff uprooted my brain in uncomfortable ways, and it's been an exhilarating journey.
• Honorary mention: Peter A. Levine's "Waking The Tiger"
Honestly? if i had to give someone one single book to read in their lifetime and nothing else, this would be it. I reference this book mentally in my everyday life so goddamn much i think it's etched into my DNA at this point, this book and Luckovich's theories on human instinct.
Thank you for picking my brain love, be sure to drop the diagnosis in my inbox later 🤣❤️
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noes-pillow · 1 year
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THATS IT!?!?
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Update: 19 of these are by a single author 🙏 bless
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jaehunnyy · 2 years
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R u mine?
Genre: best-friends-to-lovers, angsty but with a happy ending, comfort-ish, fluff
Word count: 0.7k
Pairing: college-best-friend!Mark x reader
Warnings: Mark is hurt in the beginning, him and reader have a bit of an argument, mentions of an unwanted relationship, one kith scene and a peck, Mark calls reader "love" once, reader calls him "Cloudy", possible grammar mistakes :|
Requested by: @sungbeam (song: Sports - Beach Bunny)
A/N: Happiest birthday, my love! I hope you will enjoy the little piece that I wrote for you, even though it can’t express how thankful I am for having you in my life. Sorry for the tiny bit of angst :> 🥰
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The pure, little droplets of rain knocked at your window, matching the way your thoughts were knocking at the back of your head. You were admiring your best friend’s sleepy face, while your fingers found their way in his soft, black hair strands. You were already used to the way he would argue with his lover and come to you for comfort, but you couldn’t get used to seeing him unhappy and hurt. Mark was always the type of guy to make everyone around him happy, but that implied ignoring his own feelings. So when his parents asked him to date their friend's daughter, he didn't think twice and accepted it for the sake of the friendship between them. God, he didn't even think it would be so hard for him. He didn't want to lie, but he couldn't tell the truth either; so he decided that hiding his feelings would be the best.
On the other side, you didn’t know when you started to crush on your best friend. Everything he did made you love him a bit more, and even though you knew it was wrong, could you say no to your heart? You tried to remind yourself that, for God's sake, he was taken, but faith had other plans. Mark was like a sunny day, and his smile could bring more light than the sun itself; but he would also have days in which he would carry a little rainy cloud above his head, and that's when you decided to call him Cloudy. Mark could be everything, and you would still love him the same—even though "love" seemed to be the hardest word to process right then.
You were interrupted from your thoughts when you felt his head move in your lap, and that's when you looked at him, just to find his pretty, doe eyes already absorbing your features.
"Mark? You're staring."
"Me? Not staring, I was just looking," he tried to defend himself, but the pinkish powder on his cheeks said otherwise. Cute, you thought.
You held his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.
"Did you break up with her?"
He looked the other way, humming softly.
"Do you want to talk about it? I know you weren't happy with her, Mark."
"How would you know that? Can you read minds?"
"No, but I can definitely assume when something is wrong with you."
"Then maybe you should stop assuming and get a lover, so you can see that I was happy." he spat the words, only to realize that he got mad at the person who didn't deserve a bit of it; you were always there for him, and there was no point in lying to you anyway. But he wouldn't have guessed your next words.
"It's okay, Mark. Love’s a word I've always hated anyway, so I should keep the distance."
For a few seconds, there was silence. He felt trapped inside the feeling of guilt, so he was the one to break the ice.
"I know I never talked about my feelings, so you might not talk about yours either. But I wanna know. Why do you hate love? Love is… magic."
Love is magic indeed, you thought—but you didn't find your lucky fairy yet.
"I've been hurt before," you smiled bitterly, just to see the curious look in his eyes, and the way his lips curled to form another question:
"But… someone special could fix those broken pieces. Why do you hate love, Y/N?"
At this point, you had nothing to lose anyway. So you just let the words resonate through the room, without thinking twice.
"Because you are my love, Mark Lee. I hate it because of you."
His eyes widened, the blush on his cheeks intensified, and you swore he'd never looked any more precious than that. But when his lips stretched into a soft smile, you knew that maybe you made the right choice.
"Then I am the one who can change that." he got closer to you, cupping your cheek and pressing his tender lips on yours. His lips were like two rose petals blooming on a spring day, perfectly made for yours.
"Wow, Cloudy. I thought you were a shy person?" you threw him a cheeky smile, wrapping your hands around his neck.
"Shut up, love."
You chuckled softly, pecking his lips one more time. Mark could really be everything, and you would still love him the same.
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