Disclaimer: I love Kang Seo Joon with all my heart.
But boy, if you were one of my best friends, I would have told you to get your head out of your ass.
Sleeping outside his ex’s house, eating his food in his restaurant, integrating himself with all of Ji Woo’s loved ones - these behaviours are not normal. In fact, if it was anyone besides Seo Joon doing this, we would call it stalking.
It’s terrifying to see how dependant he is on Ji Woo. It is terrifying knowing how badly his mental health suffered and how his abandonment issues clearly worsened. It is of course not helped by the way Ji Woo left either, so thanks for that bud.
If this was real life, I would want Seo Joon to learn to be himself without Ji Woo. I would want him to realise he can stand on his own two feet and not need anyone. Instead, his unhealthy attachment may be romanticised.
I really hope his abandonment issues aren’t swept under the rug. I feel he is overdue completely exploding on Ji Woo (and according to the trailer we know that will be happening). No one can just take all this pain and do nothing but continue chasing the person who caused. No one - not even Kang Seo Joon.
I want someone to remind him that it is okay to feel these ugly emotions and to show them. Honesty is more than showing people your vulnerability. Honesty is being true to yourself about the hurt and anger you are feeling and communicating that. It is being true about your intentions and it is about knowing what you are worth.
Kang Seo Joon is worth so much more than camping outside his ex’s house, eating his food and forcing a place in his life. Kang Seo Joon is worth an honest and open love. I hope Han Ji Woo will be able to give that to him, but right now, he is too emotionally immature for that. It hurts but Kang Seo Joon needs to walk away with his final words to Ji Woo being:
“What you did to me is the worst thing a lover can do. Don’t use these words and my pain to allow yourself to pity yourself and hate yourself, so that you continue to stay away from me. Use my pain to open your eyes to what I am worth: An explanation. My pain shouldn’t have to do that for you; I should have been worth it from the start. If you can’t say it, then write it. Don’t keep me in a limbo like this, I won’t survive it.”
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|| @mehrere-musen, the ficlet I talked about :’)
Show me your teeth, she remembers, thought to implore him, let me know what it is to love a wolf.
How that word makes her stomach sour, even now, lightyears and dimensions away, how it makes the tips of her fingers go numb in retribution of the thought. Love, love, love; she could not and would not love that thing, that creature with sclera of galaxies and fingernails of stone, but she could always acquiesce to urges and moments and excuses.
Show me your fucking teeth, but this time it’s Stephen’s ear she wants to whispered it into, nipping ear lobes with an aggression she’d learn from a man made for war, and tug and tug until he snaps back. This is it, she thinks. This must be the part of her that she’d missed for years-- somewhere between cheating death in her own universe, to becoming a puppet of SHIELD, to finding home in the Sanctum Sanctorum-- she ought to throw it away again.
Eleanor can’t throw it away, because the awful thing that lives inside her wants to pretend she’s home again, that the man that’s currently astride her is the wolf she’d left behind.
He isn’t. He-- he could never be.
Same skin, but after the shed he’s something entirely different. Stephen is something dangerous, always, though not in the way that carves still-beating hearts from chests, not in the way that sand becomes glass. And that is her undoing, paging through the tome that sang the hymns of Chthon and Set, utilizing the last ounce of her will to not stare so deeply into him that she’d burn a hole. The chip in her brain can do many things, many miraculous things that set her apart from humanity-- and yet she cannot bring herself to command it to deactivate her emotions. Her urges.
Like war drums in her head, stammering to the march of her inevitable death!
“Stephen,” at long last, staring into the inky black rendition of Set’s extermination of Bragi’s tribe, “I have to go.”
In true Eleanor Sundén fashion, without waiting for an answer, she’s already turned heel with the tome tucked under her arm. Electricity burns through her veins when he grasps her wrist, stopping her in place with guard immediately up, heart thrumming so violently it might escape her chest.
“What’s wrong? You’ve been acting... off lately. If this is too much for you--”
“It isn’t,” curt, flat, almost offended that he’d think as much in the first place. “And I’m just... tired.”
She tugged at her wrist, eyes closing in frustration when he didn’t let go. Stubborn, just like--
“Look, I know we’ve had our differences, but this is whole Elder God thing won’t wait, and I need to know I can rely on you.”
As one, as one; where does he begin and where does she end?
She shouldn't want this.
She can’t want this.
And yet, Eleanor had learned to live with long nights and rain.
Hadn't meant for this, something like grasping at whisper-thin wings and expecting to fly-- delusional, entirely selfish. She’s pathetic when she spins, kisses him there, fistful of his tunic, standing on the tips of her toes because she’s too polite to yank him downward. His lips feel like the edge of night, like static, like a current that threatens to drown all who dare come too near.
He doesn’t taste like an alter, a knife, or iron; the realization summons a nausea so deep in the pit of her gut that it blurs her vision. Not always mind over matter, she learns.
“Fuck you,” is all that forms in the wake of her emotional whirlwind, letting go of him and nearly sprinting away to her room, leaving him a gaping fool, a wounded idiot, a man spun further into her web.
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Hello!
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Welcome to the blog i made because i thought of it in class and i need some sort of way to feed my hyperfixation.
Here is a carrd with more info about this mess. (coming soon)
All art belongs to me!! I made it!! Please dont steal or use for ai (sense thats been getting popular recently..). And please ask before reposting and if your too nervous please at least credit me :)
(Press "Read More" below for tldr for the carrd and an ID for each image)
(Last updated: 12/10/22 11:19am CDT)
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And now if you look just below youll see all the tags i use and what they mean :) (more will be added in the future)
#smajorqna - all posts posted on this blog
#4th wall breakthrough - ooc posts
#smajor of rivendell - all answers from c!scott
#hearts the creator tm - all answers/cameos from my persona, hearts
#hello deer anon - all questions from fellow anons! Hello anons :)
#(tw/cw here) - obviously wont say that exactly but if a post talks about anything triggering or anything that needs warning i will put it there and i will put it at the beginning of the post :)
#posts about beloved husband - posts mentioning or even including the one and only codfather (will be also used as flower husbands tag so if you don't wanna see that block it!!!)
#cameos - other character cameos featured
#id below read more - will be put for every post with images in it (besides dividers)
#the 17th letter of the alphabet - this post was queued
Heres the tldr of the carrd: (aka a list of things i need to add to it)
This is C!/CHARACTER!!! In no way am i impersonating scott the content creator. I am simply answering questions the way i think his esmp1 character would answer.
Admittedly, i have never watched scotts esmp1 series- i mostly know about his character through clips, fanfics, fanarts, and other fans. I know im such a fake fan /sarc so if i get any lore or canon wrong please tell me and ill do my best to fix it. If i cannot, then oh well to bad so sad.
This will include my personal headcanons so if you haven't heard of whatever even or something from canon, its most likely a headcanon
This will also include flower husbands (c!scott x c!jimmy) so uh yeah dont imply any other ships other than them only because i dont personally ship it (its fine if you do, i have nothing wrong with that :) just keep it out of this blog)
Everything you see on this blog was done on my phone using my finger. So obviously there will be mistakes. So yk use common sense and dont point them out :) its rude.
And lastly, this is literally my first time doing this ever so please be nice, im sensitive
ID for each image/panel:
[Panel 1 (one): (start id) outlined and colorless drawing of empires season 1 (one) character scott looking confused or worried, there's a question mark symbol next to him showing he's confused. He's looking at another character to the right with the same drawing style. Scott's outline/lineart is a dark cyan. To the right of scott there's a character with shortish hair, pointy ears like scotts, with a plain t-shirt. They look feminine-ish and their expression looks happy. Near them is text saying "Me, the creator tm" pointing to them. The character's outline/lineart is a dark magenta-ish, or a really red pink. On the bottom of the screen is a grey box with a smaller box on the top left corner saying "Scott" in a dark cyan. Below is text in the same color saying "So.. Remind me of what to do here..?". (End id)]
[Panel 2 (two): (start id) Same character's and poses as panel 1 (one) with different expressions. Scott's expression is still similar, except this time his mouth is closed. The character's (who's name is Hearts) expression changed to them talking with their eyes closed. They look happy. Below them is the same dialogue box except with a different name and obviously different text. The name now reads "Hearts" and the dialogue says "You're going to answer some questions from people because I'm bored and I need something better to do with my life. :)" in the same color used for Hearts' outline. (End id)]
[Panel 3 (three): (start id) Scott is now center with Hearts gone, leaving a "Bye!" where they were last. Scott then looks to the left with an exhausted look. In the dialogue box it says in the dark cyan outline scott has with scotts name above, "This will be easier said than done..." (End id)]
Also yes ik the original third panel i misspelled "easier" but its too late now im tired
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angsty question prompts | accepting
【@grndragn sent a raven】: ❛ who did this to you ? ❜
he was unsure of what to feel — 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃, because of the state in which he’d been discovered, or 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐃, because the arrival of his brother meant he could finally walk out of the shady brothel with whatever scraps of dignity he still had left.
he had been robbed, that much was obvious. clad in naught but ripped, soiled smallclothes, sitting in a puddle of his own piss, inebriated beyond his senses.
𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 !
the thought caused a few high-pitched giggles to escape chapped lips, the question it followed making him look up at his brother with ever-tearful eyes despite the hysterical chuckling he seemed unable to stop.
“ the gods. ”
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