#it was a joke you didn't vibe with and that's it

[youaresimplylovely]

Bondi Beach - OP 81

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐎𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐆𝐟!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 <3 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝!! 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐘𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐲, 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 300 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 >< 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ^^

After countless races, your boyfriend decided it was time to tour you around his hometown. You've been begging him for the past months and he never seems to budge. Thankfully after all your yapping, he finally agreed. That's why straight after his race, he booked his private jet to fly back home.

One thing you were always grateful for was Oscar's family, they love and accept you which made you the happiest girl out there. His parents were celebrating their anniversary in Greece so you and Oscar had their family house all to yourselves.

Once you and Oscar arrived at the family house, you were sweating crazy. While your boyfriend just laughed at you, saying you weren't used to the heat. "Still gettin' used mate?" He jokes with that accent of his while putting your luggage down at the living room.

You give him a disgusted look, you reach for the ac making sure it was very cold. Sighing as you lay your body on the couch enjoying the coldness.

"Baby, can we please please go to the beach. I desperately need the waters of the sea." You whine, giving your boyfriend puppy eyes.

He chuckles seeing you all sweaty and not used to the heat. "Yeah sure we can, Bondi Beach?" He smiles at you softly, giving you a peck on the cheek.

"God yes!" You exclaim, hurrying to your luggage to find your bikini.

Oscar couldn't help but be amused, he loved having you here in his hometown and he can't wait to show you around.

Hours later you and Oscar arrived at the beach, a long content sigh comes out of your mouth feeling the aura of the vibes. Your boyfriend had his hand on your waist while you guys explore the beach.

Your eyes widened to see topless women, you knew Bondi Beach was a topless beach but not that topless. "A lot of naked women there." You joke, looking around.

Oscar snickers, not even bothering looking at the topless woman but instead finding a spot to lay your beach towel. "Not lookin'." He laughs.

"I never said you were." You combat his statement as you finally found a spot to lay down the beach towel. Oscar sat down, enjoying the warm breeze of the air while you laid down.

Looking around you saw how normal it is for women to be topless, you decide it wouldn't be so bad to take your top off too. Untying the tie of your top from behind as you sigh feeling the cool air on your chest.

Oscar knew the topless beach and that it was normal but seeing his girlfriend topless and all chest out with tons of people, he may have questioned himself for bringing you in Bondi Beach despite the many other beaches out there.

He looks at you and your chest with a hesitating look as he looks around if anyone is staring. You notice his look, you gently cup his cheek with worried eyes. "What's wrong baby?" You ask genuinely, waiting for an answer.

"I can see your boobs." He utters, glaring at you while he still looks around if anyone is looking. He didn't want anyone looking at his girlfriend's chest.

You let out a laugh at his statement. "Baby it's a topless beach." You giggle, sitting up as you wrap your arm around his resting your head on his shoulder.

"Well yeah but I can see your boobs and so can they." He says clearly annoyed, not at you but the men. Like that one guy who has been taring at you for the past minute. "Perv!" Oscar yells the guy, immediately covering your chest.

Oscar mumbles curses, grabbing your top and puts it back on you tying the back while he glares at the men who are staring. "They don't deserve to see this." He mutters, pressing a kiss on your neck.

You smile amusingly, you loved your boyfriend and seeing him all protective like this was so cute. And it does seem like you and him won't be going to Bondi Beach for a while.

TAGLIST

@euphoricchills @charlesleclerx @Inchident-jgp @amethyst-bitch @dr4g0ngirl @likedbygaslyy @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy @httpstoyosi @evermore555 @bibissparkles @lokideservesahug @emmy626 @hiireadstuff @urfavouriteanon @darleneslane @anon555xxx @shelbyteller @spookystitchery @bearryyyy @justtprachisblog @alliwantisadonut @kika-writes @casperlikej @funnelcakeee @m-1805 @firebreathingbitch17 @mahaytii @xoscar03 @chiatchi @ashlovestoread1411 @snapeeballsack @silverxxs-world @thearchieves @destinyg237

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[mayaree-darling]

Only in the Cover of the Night // Sung Jinwoo

pairing: sung jinwoo x reader

synopsis: your headache is not helping you remember that you have a boyfriend ready to care of you

from aree: guess who caught the dengue virus lmao i have three different sicknesses rn i wish i was joking. this was made for my bestie @fuyuu-chan coz she was dying from a headache but i needed this more apparently

content: pure fluff; no plot just vibes ngl; you have a headache and jinwoo is there to help/bother you

fic length: 1.7k~ (unedited)

There's a glass of water and some medicine on your bedside table when you reach out your hand for your phone. You're glad you didn't knock anything over - only grazing the glass with your pinkie finger and the aluminum under your palm. It would've been completely fine to have them there - welcomed even - since you did have a bad headache right now, but you shoot up in bed when you realize.

You did not put those there.

You immediately regret the sudden movement when your headache comes back swinging, pounding into your brain like a drum. You eventually fall back into your bed with a hard thump. Even when the lights are off, it feels like the room is spinning. There are stars dancing in your eyes that are just a tad too bright, but definitely more than a tad annoying.

You sit up but slowly this time, gauging whether you need to lie down and sleep the next hour away again. When you don't feel like throwing up, you open your eyes and blink at the corner of your room. You know you're seeing lights right now with the migraine treating you like a punching bag, but…

Are they supposed to be purple?

You don't quite remember if the stars in your vision are supposed to be stationary, either. You move your head this way and that, but the lights stay in one particular corner of your room, staring straight at you. Staring seems to be the right term, the lights making you think of two, purple ey-

No. No, you look away and lean on your side, taking a steady breath in before shakily exhaling.

You are not gonna get killed by some ghost when you're already facing the migraine of the century.

You ignore the lights - you can deal with the ghost when you're all better and ready to throw down with the supernatural, but not now - and turn to where you remember your bedside table was. Where was your phone?

At that moment, you hear the familiar ring of a notification going off. You squint, expecting the unwelcome bright light of your screen, but it's not coming from your table. You freeze.

It's coming from the other side of your bed.

Surely you just rolled over and left it there at some point? Right, yes, of course. You're overthinking things. Your mind is just stuck in a hazy fog made by your sickness. Your paranoia is just stemming from the inability to process common sense. You're starting to think someone is in the room with you just because you-

The bed behind you tips from a foreign weight.

You jump from the bed, but your movements are more than clumsy. You make a hasty turn, trying to face whatever is behind you, but you get caught in your blanket. It envelops the lower half of your body and before you know it you're falling. You try to hold on to the bedside table but your movements are sluggish and you miss it by centimeters. You brace yourself for the impact-

But it never comes.

You feel warm. Arms are circled around you, hands on your upper back and around your waist. A chest is pressed against your own, both heartbeats racing as if trying to catch up to one another. You're overwhelmed by a woody scent (and something… burnt? it's not much but it's there). Although you have an afterthought that it should have made your migraine worse, it ends up comforting you more than anything. So familiar. The figure in front of you leans back, pressing you closer to them as they make sure you're both kneeling safely on the bed.

You're warm. Their warmth is a welcome distraction from the migraine that threatens to make you black out. They loosen their grip ever so softly only when your heartbeat calms down. Almost as if sensing their effect on you, they pull your head to their chest, the hand on your back coming to scratch lightly at your scalp.

There's a new beating in your head, in your ear, but this one is pleasant and makes you feel like you're in a dream you don't want to wake up from. You see a pair of purple eyes in the opposite corner of the room. They blink at you once before becoming one with the dark.

"Did I scare you, sarang?" The voice is muffled. Is it because of your headache again? But you feel it numbly vibrate through your head. You barely feel soft lips against your hair, but it's there, and the knowledge that it's present calms you impossibly more. "Sorry, I should have come through the door."

You reach up and grasp the back of their, his - Jinwoo's - coat. You run your hand up and down his back, trying to bring yourself back to the present with each feel of his coat's texture. Without meaning to though, the action makes him shiver underneath your fingers and you hear him suck in a breath. You feel more awake than you've ever been as you let out a muffled laugh into his sweater.

"You definitely should have come through the door," you mumble, burying yourself further in his chest. He definitely smells burnt. "I thought someone broke in."

"That would be a stupid move on their part. Beru would have slit their throats the moment they touched the door knob," Jinwoo scoffs and you can almost see the smirk on his face.

You groan as Jinwoo shifts in position. He holds you close still, making sure you're nestled in his arms. He leans on the headboard. "It's great you're not a burglar then. I don't feel like cleaning up blood right now."

He hums, tucking your face in his neck and placing his chin over your head. "Bold of you to assume I would've let you clean that. The only thing you would have to worry about is the floor being slightly wet with hydrogen peroxide."

"Can't let them find any evidence." You breathe out a laugh.

"I can even go the extra mile and make sure no one ever looks for him if you want."

"Thanks for the offer. I'll make sure to remember it." you manage another small laugh and Jinwoo offers a small scratch to your scalp in response.

A quiet fills the room and if not for your boyfriend's overwhelmingly comforting presence, you'd think you were still alone with your thoughts and pounding headache. Thanks to him, you were able to forget about the pain for a few minutes. You would've been able to be lulled to sleep again if not for something tickling at your senses, especially now that you're so close.

"What are you doing here? You should've gone home after finishing your dungeons."

"Who said I went to any dungeons today? I could've just been lazing at home for a change and thought about checking on my wonderful significant other," Jinwoo gasps mockingly, and when you look up at him, you find purple glowing eyes looking at you mirthfully.

You laugh blankly. "You talk like I don't know you. I think you'd keel over if you stopped going to dungeons. Also, your clothes are all burnt. I can smell it clearly even with this headache."

"Oh, sorry about that." He holds your shoulders, ready to move you away from him, but he doesn't. He just holds you, not quite sure or willing to push you away. "Should… should I go take a shower first?"

"No, don't go. I was joking," you huddle yourself closer to him. "Do that later. But not right now please."

He lets out a chuckle before relenting and bringing you back in his arms. "Anything I can do to help you feel better?"

"No, no, I'm good I just-" your words are cut short with your stomach rumbling. You don't say anything, and neither does he, but you know he's looking at you like you're a liar. You can feel yourself flush. "Okay, so maybe I'm a little hungry."

"I'll get you something to eat, then. I'll make you something good." he shifts his weight, ready to either get up or sink further into the sheets.

"Don't burn my kitchen again, Sung Jinwoo, or I swear this is the last time I'm letting you into my house." you poke at his side and he winces.

He takes the hand poking him and he pulls it up to his lips, kissing your wrist. You're thankful he can't see your face right now. Or maybe he can? You're not about to test that theory. "Bold of you to think you can keep your boyfriend out."

"Bold of you to think I can't break up with you. If I break up with you then it's considered trespassing whenever you enter my house uninvited, isn't it?" you try to fight back the grin that threatens to push at your lips.

The grin disappears, however, when you're suddenly thrown onto your back. Your fall is cushioned by a soft mattress and even softer arms. Jinwoo's weight is shifted on top of you as he hugs you, head on your chest and body slotted in between your legs. He buries his head in your chest, before reaching up and putting your hand over his hair. When the initial shock has passed, you grin and scratch at his scalp, too.

Jinwoo's voice is muffled. "…Please don't do that."

You laugh, lightly pulling at his hair. "Mhm, yeah, that's what I thought."

Jinwoo lifts his head enough to see your face, purple eyes almost glittering in the dark. "I promise not to burn your well-maintained kitchen with my awful skills."

He reaches over to the bedside table to flick the night light on, but you feel him stop short. His arms return to wrap itself around you once more and he buries his head back into your chest.

"Jinwoo?"

He groans before tightening his hold on you. "Let's stay like this for a while more, is that okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. I'd like that, too."

So you stay in the dark. You think you see purple lights in the corner of your room again. Watching, curious.

✨ Masterlist ✨

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.

#sung jinwoo x reader #sung jin woo x reader #sung jinwoo reader insert #solo leveling x reader #solo leveling reader insert #sung jinwoo x you #solo leveling fanfic

[theladykassia]

Blurb: Sam makes your latte and accidentally confesses

Content: no triggers, just fluff. This idea came to me as I added an obscene amount of mini marshmallows to my own coffee.

Sam Monroe was working at a coffee shop during summer to earn some extra cash for a concert he wants to go. You guys aren't exactly friends but you always smile his way whenever the opportunity presents itself. You also made it a habit to go to said cafe because 'they make the best latte there', but honestly? You just want to see your favorite emo boy. You didn't even know the place existed before a friend of yours mentioned seeing Sam.

They had joked about the way Sam seemed angry at having to treat people nicely there. Or maybe it was the fact that he had to wear an apron.

You had to see it for yourself, so you went one day. And then the next... And then the next. Soon enough it became your favorite place.

It doesn't matter how hard Sam tries to give off this 'I don't give a fuck about you or anything else' vibe, the truth is that he's a total sweetheart— well, once you dig deep enough at least. The more you spoke to him, the more you learned about him. Even when he acts annoyed at how bubbly you're being, your sweet, innocent smile, is enough to warm his whole chest, you're just that cute! He's not used to people being so nice to him all the time, and you're always trying to talk to him. Complimenting him on his fashion choices or trying to talk about your few shared interests.

Sam would notice every little detail about you, and how could he not? You went almost daily to the coffee shop. He quickly learns exactly how to make your latte. The temperature, how strong it was, how much sugar to add.

It doesn't take too long for the poor guy to develop a crush on you. But this is Sam Monroe, talking about his feelings and being vulnerable isn't his strongest suit.

He ends up learning how to make some simple latte art, a skill he doesn't particularly use often. But it's the reason why you found out that the guy was crushing on you.

This particular day you were in a hurry, so you make your order and request that is served in a disposable cup and not a mug. Sam made sure to heat up the milk to the exact temperature you like. The only difference is that this time, he made a heart with the foam and slapped a cap on it almost instantly, giving the cup to you with an uninterested look.

“Here. It's hot so don't be stupid and drink slowly. Already put the sugar in it.”

You smile sweetly, rolling your eyes with humor as you put a few dollars in the tip jar. “Thank you, Sam. You make the best coffee here, y'know? I'm gonna miss you when you quit.”

The comment makes him want to smile, but he shrugs instead. Sam bites his lip to prevent the smirk that was about to happen from forming.

“Whatever, that's what I get paid to do... It's not like it took any real effort to make it,” he says with a tone that suggested he was bored. But that's the thing, he did put his best effort into it. "And you'll be fine.”

You smile again, not being bothered by his bratty tone. You know it's nothing against you, that Sam always did that to people. You figured it was just the way he was, or that it was some sort of defense mechanism. You also heard him when he said he already added the sugar, but you always like to see how foamy your latte is, so imagine your surprise when you remove the cap and find the shape of a heart, it obviously wasn't an accident. Your eyes met with a very flustered and blushy version of Sam.

“W-why the hell did you do that! I told you it had sugar already, damn!” he complains, furiously wiping the countertop that was pretty much squeaky clean before he began 'cleaning it'. You had never seen Sam so red and embarrassed before. It was adorable, and it was making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

You giggle, what else were you supposed to do? At this point you forgot how late you were to your own job. You wanted to take a picture of the coffee, but you didn't want to torture him any more.

“But... But it's so pretty, Sammy!” you praise, biting your lip shyly. “I really like it.”

The mix of you praising him, biting your lip and then giving him a nickname made Sam groan, his face getting even redder than before.

“W-whatever, it doesn't mean anything.” He grumbles, briefly looking at you. “... Unless you want it to mean something.” he adds, not being able to stop himself. Sam cringes at his own words, afraid that he only made a fool of himself. Not to be dramatic, but he felt like he could quit just because of this. “Well?”

You were not used to making bold moves like this, but you reach over the countertop for the marker he had on his apron. Sam frowned at the action, but kept watching you with curiosity.

Taking one of the flyers they had at the counter, you wrote your number on the back and handed both things to Sam.

“I'm a simple girl, I'm fine with watching a movie and grabbing some burgers afterwards” you give him one last smile before leaving the cafe. He had no excuses, you gave him your number and a first date idea. You even took the pressure of planning out the whole thing off of him. Now all you had to do was wait, and you had a feeling that he would be reaching out to you soon.

You smile big, looking down at the heart in your cup. You had a really good feeling about this, you just hope you're right.

#can he please be my boyfriend? #i'd treat him so good #hayden christensen x reader #sam monroe x reader #sam monroe x you #sam monroe fluff #sam monroe headcanon #sam monroe #kassia writes ・☾・ #sam monroe imagine #hayden christensen fluff #hayden christensen imagine

[bblackamethystt]

Alexa, play "Drama" by aespa

#motogp #imma add my two cents in the tags but i understand you having strong feelings about your religion and church #but it's another thing to accuse folks of bastardizing it and making it seem like the poster is trying to make it seem like he doesn't #have “personality” like no said that and no one inferred that #it was a joke you didn't vibe with and that's it #and that’s okay #fabio got a sexy nun tattooed on him and that's okay. it's only about the aesethetic #not the religion #anyway lemme get off of my soap box now #fabio quartararo #damn i got a typo ***no one #update: lemme step back on my soap box cause i pretty much neglected talking about the main point. #the type of story fabio posted is stuff we see people post all the time when people are going thru the trials ans tribulations #devout religious person or not #so the poster literally said that they didnt know if he was Christian or not hence the caption and it was funny (to people) #even if they knew #it's intended to be a light hearted joke. like i see religious people do this all the time and not take themselves seriously even though #they're going through it #anyways #lemme step off my soap box AGAIN and put the same effort into my school work #***psa not saying you can't feel how you feel but don't talk to people out the side of your neck

[hrokkall]

HOW TO PIN YOUR INSECTS:

Position limbs into desired arrangement and pin in place

Maintain eye contact

Pin should pass through the center of the thorax

Move slowly; lest the divine light leak out along with the ichor

Wait for the embers to die.

Wait for the embers to reignite.

#Ultrakill #V1 #V1 Ultrakill #Gabriel Ultrakill #Gabv1el #Insects #Disclaimer. Not actual insect pinning advice. If that wasn't obvious from the start. #Cw: #Blood #Should I tag this animal death. Maybe? Hell if I know #Hm. I think I'll leave it at #Ask to tag #Just in general. #Don't ask me to put this in the ship tag though I'm not doing it (if I tag it ship know it was a moment of weakness... Joking.) #Anyway I don't want to talk about how long this took. Fuck's sake. This is like the third attempt at this concept #The first one I just didn't vibe with and the second you couldn't see the pins well enough (I would say it was also too horny-looking but.) #(but so is this one. As told to my by my peer reviewer. And by that I mean my friend I sent the sketch to and they said- #''I don't see how your other sketch could possibly be worse than this''. Thank you for the encouragement. I'll add more bloodlust next time #EDIT: FIXED A MISTAKE THAT WAS BOTHERING ME #EDIT 2: I caved. It's in the ship tag now.

[goldentigerfestival]

So. I love this. The way Yuri snickers at Flynn showing his real self. The way he, without hesitation, says "yeah" to the idea that he would die in Flynn's place.

But the most important part of this entire thing, which was changed in the dub, is how Yuri specifically jokes that Flynn is trying to abandon him, and Flynn returns and tells Don he had no intention of abandoning Yuri.

Yuri does not hear this. Flynn knows that. But Flynn uses the exact same term Yuri used earlier, as if it's his answer to Yuri and saying no, I would never abandon you.

For reference:

Personally I just... love the weight of it. How Flynn will say something about Yuri that Yuri won't hear, but he still speaks it out into existence because it's how he really feels.

Just because Yuri won't hear it doesn't mean he won't say it, and in a way that's even more powerful. He's not looking for the credit of saying it. He's not looking to be recognized for saying it. He's not only expressing how he feels about Yuri somewhere that Yuri himself will hear him.

They're just his real, honest feelings, and he'll admit them even if Yuri's not within earshot.

#GTF Vesperia Clips #Fluri #classic Vesperia dub trying to hide all the more detailed intimacy between them tbh #y'all are gonna see it even more when I get around to post the huge posts I'm doing #going through the entire game with the changes they made #and how HEAVILY most of the drastic changes pertain to Flynn and their relationship #like. there's really no reason to change these matching scenes in the dub unless they're doing it on purpose #meanwhile they're the sweetest thing in the original and I'll never get over these scenes being matching scenes #also bc like. this is so important for their dynamic going forward into arc 2 #also partly why I truly believe they'd choose each other over the world in specific contexts #but that's a story for another time LOL. for now just know Flynn has gone on record #to say he would never abandon Yuri right to Don Whitehorse's face #anyway you ever get that feeling of like. when you find out from a friend that #someone said smth nice abt you? but you didn't know they said it? #like you KNOW they're saying nice/good things abt you to other ppl now? that's the vibe I get from this #that he's not just saying it to Yuri's face. he says the important things /to others/ as well #he's not trying to score extra brownie points by using sweet words where he knows Yuri will hear him #to me that's the most honest form of affection. saying your feelings out loud where they won't hear you #Flynn also proved himself before saying it as if the idea was to show not just tell #I think Yuri understands when not joking that Flynn wouldn't abandon him #but Flynn is making sure that not just Yuri knows through his actions but that others know it too #and ultimately Yuri doesn't need to hear it. he can believe it because he can see it #Yuri doesn't need to hear it bc he understands Flynn's feelings without needing to hear it

[ladythespera]

dmc5 finale

working on a trish painting << see a YT comment and spend too much time making a meme

Alternatively:

✨ that moment when the soulful violin solo gets unceremoniously suplexed into an electrip bop remix ✨

[IMAGE ID: A rendition of the "I am the captain now" meme, but with Vergil and Nero instead. In the first panel, Nero says "Look at me, father. Look at me." In the second panel, Vergil looks at him nervously. In the final panel, Nero (in full DT form) says "I am the final boss now." Alternatively, he says, "I am the storm that is approaching now."]

#devil may cry #dmc5 #dmc meme #vergil sparda #nero sparda #also if someone adds a child support joke to this...i won't come for you...but i might side-eye u judgementally like vergil.... #(not rlly i'm just...real tired of that joke...and it isn't even very accurate imo....as if vergil the most proud stuck up sparda in #existence...wouldn't make a point of flaunting his house/offspring/legacy/wealth even if he didn't like nero or had no $... #would rob a bank just to buy his kid the perfect school lunchbox vibes...'if you're broke just say so' vibes... #he would literally be so offended by the tax joke insinuation i think...'*my* legacy is well-endowed (unlike ~dante~)'... #bUT thAT'S just my opinion anyways ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

[undercat-overdog]

Another day, another three bad language takes.

I think that has to do in part with how it's seen as important, even necessary, to care or "know" about the conlangs and to have opinions on them. ("Know" is in quotes because lbr, there's a lot of wildly incorrect, uninformed, and plain stupid misunderstandings and incorrect information out there.) Like you're seen as a better fan, or more respectable fan, if you talk about it.

That shouldn't be the case! You can be a huge fan, a knowledgeable fan, a well-versed fan, and not know or care about the conlangs. Unfortunately it is the case that fandom rewards bad takes about linguistics over no takes about them and so the bad takes spread.

If you want to opine about the sociolinguistics and politics around language, please read at least the Shibboleth of Feanor and after that Quendi and Eldar. And read them, not a summary you see on tumblr. (I can give more detailed recommendations if anyone's interested, but the Shib will get you what fandom goes on about and Quendi and Eldar great info about different elven group names and divisions).

If my opinion means anything (and it doesn't), you have my permission to not give a fuck about Quenya. But if you do, at least go off the actual text and not tumblr?

Edit: this was a bit intemperate but truly not aimed at any one person, rather the fandom as a whole. Which is arguably more intemperate, but I cannot count how many times I have seen takes that fundamentally misunderstand not just the conlangs, including their historical development, but the way language and languages work.

#meta #fandom #no seriously #you don't need to care about the conlangs and sociolinguistics of arda to be a fan #and i wish there wasn't this lowkey vibe that it is necessary #also for the love of christ on the fucking cross #feanor didn't lisp #aren't jokes about speech disorders just high-larious? #no really stop it with the lisp 'jokes'

[magentagalaxies]

thanks mother

#context: yes this is a real text from my mom #this was regarding a comedy monologue i wrote that referenced a drug popular in the 70s/80s #and the current placeholder was ''cocaine'' but like it didn't quite work for the joke i was going for #and my mom was like oh quaaludes is era appropriate and fits more with the vibe you're trying to give #but she deliberately tried to phrase it as suspiciously as possible lmao i love my mom #also as part of this same conversation i asked my mom if she knew what poppers are and she was like ''...yes?'' #my mom is such a sweet small-town librarian so hearing her make a joke related to drugs or gay sex is always so jarring #and that makes it even funnier #if you met my parents you'd probably think my dad's where i get my sense of humor from bc he's more extroverted/always doing a bit #and i appreciate that too #but i love how my mom is generally the more ''grounded'' of my parents #and yet sometimes she goes for a joke even i wouldn't make in front of her lmaooo

[torgawl]

everyone here was soooo excited because a national channel was going to bring back this iconic tv series, directed specifically to the youth, from our childhood and adolescence that we are so nostalgic about after 11 years for them to disappoint us all with the trailer because it looks like elite 2.0

#they ruined morangos com açúcar i dont think you guys understand #this was supposed to be a cliché show with bad acting about students and dramas at school not a fucking disappearing mystery show #with parties and sex and whatnot 😭 #they're making it release in 10 episode seasons like streaming shows too.... that's not morangos!!!!! anfngngnbg #the vibe is so different that it actually makes no sense why they would try to tie it with the other seasons plot and actors shsjshs #yes morangos had your occasional topics of teenage pregnancy and queerness and all that jazz but it was actually explored well #the way they're making girls kiss and parties happening and everything of those sorts in the new season is literally like any of those #spanish teenage shows with too much sex scenes and it's embarrassing actually. #the essence of our national tv is getting lost because they want to do stuff that 'sells' except morangos never sold because it was trendy #or even good because the acting was honestly not great. it was literally our company and part of our routine all year around almost #it was the show we would arrive from school to watch before dinner every day #we watched them experience the school year at the same time we did and on holidays there was a special summer edition #it was a whole thing that this new version isn't. #it was a novela directed for the youth and not whatever show they're trying to make and i'm so mad #i actually wanted to see it. morangos was special to so many of us everybody knows the songs everybody loves the artists that came from #that generation we all grew up watching it.... literally. #and capitalism strikes again 👍 #the auditions were a joke too. they announced auditions for anyone who would like to because another thing about morangos is that it was #a talent factory it gave opportunity to newbie actors and pushed their careers and the new season has a bunch of already renown actors and #actresses and they didn't even care to hide how fake and rigged the public auditons were lol #anyways never building expectations about anything ever again this actually broke my heart man agjshs #i'm gonna mourn this listening to d'zrt 4taste and just girls ✊

[jeweled-blue-eyes]

Hey a another suggestion. For Snow. It foesnt have incest (sadly) but the story is : Snow white's bro hates her and in one life ordered to kill her so he could get the throne(she never wanted to) and be the ruler...and was betrayed by his supporters.

In this second chance Snow wants to make friends with her bro(no. She wasnt a spoiled or cruel girl far from it) but the bro has some complex with her.

Is it incest? No. Not yet(?)

Like she does live in his mind...and since she is changing some things in the new timeline...could he fall? Maybe? Maybe not? I just think there's potential...he seems very against her and...she hasn't done a thing against him.

It makes me think of Derrick x Penny. In an au where Penny is the bio daughter of Eckhart...Derrick would try to hate her ...and go full Frollo.

woah no incest? Mikeellee, you can do better!

#jokes aside I've tried to read it because I love fairytale retellings but it didn't hold my attention #I can see why the brother would remind you of Derrick #something about his vibes #dark haired aloof big bro #notanon #answered asks

[froggyrights]

If this was the concert that gave me lasting hearing damage it would've still been worth it

#I HAD SUCH A GOOD TIMEEE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #I was so close to the front even though we got there after doors opened and the vibes were so good everyone sang along to every song #AND THEY PLAYED ALMOST ALL MY FAVORITES FROM EVERY ALBUM AHHHHHHH😭😭😭 #And they ended on my favorite song tok and I did nearly cry when I heard everyone sing along and i do not have a voice anymore #AND I FINALLY GOT MERCH YIPPEEEEEEEEEE and its such a fucking sick shirt im so happy #Okay that was the charlie nothing but thieves concert update thank you kittens for tuning in #I joke but i am praying I didn't get tinnitus (forgot my fucking earbuds 😭😭) #yrsa rambles

[aethersea]

The thing about the Joker is that he sees himself as The Only One Who Understands That Nothing Matters. Life’s a joke and all that's real is the punchline, and he’s always the one with the last laugh. And this lends itself really well to a fourth-wall-breaking character who winks at the audience like Bugs Bunny, because he KNOWS nothing is real and no consequences can truly touch him!

But, and this is the Key Thing about the Joker, that never happens. He never winks at the audience. He’s never actually in on the joke. And that’s because he’s not funny lying to himself. Things matter to him all the time actually! Everything matters SO MUCH, because the Joker thinks he’s the center of the whole entire universe and when people aren’t paying attention to him, he doesn’t laugh about it, he throws a massive temper tantrum.

And it’s not that he wants the spotlight, exactly. It’s that he wants to be vindicated. He wants to prove that his worldview is the correct one. He wants to prove that he’s right, and always was and always will be. Because he really does believe that he’s infallible.

But you can’t tell a good joke if you don’t know how to laugh at yourself.

#finx does fandom #dc comics #batvillains #dc meta #for the record I have never read a comic book in my life #so my joker opinions come from secondhand fandom + the heath ledger version #but this post is brought to you specifically by the young justice cartoon #the joker has just appeared for the first time and there was this moment #where he could totally have looked at the audience like he was on the office #and just....didn't #because he can't do that. he's not capable of it. he's not on that level. #and that may also be down to this version of him just not being very good #personally I have not been impressed with his jokes so far #and......hmm I can't decide if the heath ledger joker could ever pull this off #knee-jerk reaction says absolutely not – he's too driven & determined to ever really understand that he has an audience #that he's fictional; that he actually ISN'T real #but then I realized I can absolutely picture him doing it #but that's not really an assessment of his character so much as of his vibes #bc it has been a long time indeed since I watched the heath ledger joker #so. who knows! #guess I'll have to watch those movies again sometime #that said I cannot deny that it would be Rad As Hell if the joker actually looked the audience in the face and dared them #(us) #to come up with an actual refutation of his worldview #I hope they do that in the comics at some point bc hell yeah

[dykeinthedark]

if i had a nickel for every time i befriended a trans guy with a J name who became one of my best friends and most beloved and important ppl to me really fast bc our souls communicated to each other and linked immediately i would have 2 nickels which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

#introducing juno who is the guy ever.... little shit..... little rascal.... the crazy younger brother i never had...... (hes 5 months older) #he's goth and asian and wears a million handmade silver chain accessories. he's like 5'2 with tall platform boots. he's a massive nerd..... #fucking love him man we knew each other for 1 day and just. we started joking around like old friends who'd been hanging out forever #like kris and susie from deltarune (met after 1 day and they're best friends and go on adventures) #jonah is ofc my best friend ever Dude you guys don't understand how much i think he's just the best guy ever literally an absolute gem #they're just. 2 halves of what i didn't know i needed to be fulfilled. jonah is a tall gentle angel juno is a short rascal devil #jonah keeps me mature and grounded juno is someone i can yap around with. god i love my 2 opposite aesthetic opposite vibe bffs #a lesbian and their trans guys who mean everything to them

[glitterslag]

because I am literally incapable of keeping gossip to myself

#i made out with my ex at the strokes concert #i gave myself permission prior to the event dw dw #it was to be expected #like? it was the strokes! it was a night time outdoor set it was raining we were drunk sharing ciggies new silver eyeshadow etc etc #they played call it fate call it karma you know the rest #kinda iconic in my humble opinion #AND THEN #i went to my friend's house party after and then i went home with a guy from there #again sorta premeditated cause I've been overthinking sleeping w my first new person post the breakup #and I've been passing up opportunities cause i've just been building it up in my head to be this big massive deal #but it had rly gotten to the point where it just needed to happen like rip the bandaid off kinda thing #so i pretty much knew that if i met someone nice there i was gonna just say fuck it #coz like drunk house party guy you'll never meet again is such a chill low stakes thing for an official return 2 the streets #and when i tell you it was bang average like so so soooo bang average which I'm glad abt to be honest #left my red scrunchy at his house tho cause u always gotta give them something to remember you by. the whimsical stranger!!! #and i stole some weed from him #(take something leave something rule - i am a devout follower of this) #and then had to literally travel the entire length of the northern line 2 get home like no joke i literally rode that shit end 2 end #scantily clad unbrushed hair sunglasses on in the tube violently hungover walk of shame vibe #altho by some divine miracle my phone didn't die until i was literally outside my front door so i got to listen to good tunes the whole way #honestly you probably shouldn't romanticise these things but who's gonna fuckin stop me huh!! #feels like julian casablancas would've wanted this for me #anyways what a silly goofy post!!!!!! #dear diary

[vermillioncrown]

pretty sure your snare trap has math for cheese

you'd think so. i thought so, too--but no one talks to me about the actual math from my fanfic (me getting hurt feelings from everyone fixating on 'bruce wayne batman dating' rather than chasing the 'data regression' -> 'fast fourier transform' -> 'dick grayson is a former mathlete about to read korvin to filth', but i fucking did it to myself and know it)

actual math/stem people more knowledgeable than me take one look and go "lmao poser" and ignore it

laymen read my fic and don't care beyond the spectacle

i think the math acts like a filter. you either vibe w my processes (which cannot be separated from how i write) or you [x] immediately

#inquiry #Anonymous #there is something else that is the lure #a certain menthol illinois if you will #dude idk sometimes i wanna joke and advertise 'get some fucking science here' #but i also know a lot of fics over the decade that touted that kind of . uh. and they didn't vibe with me #don't agree with their portrayal of stem-related things + research + 'intelligence' and 'capability' #so many fics i've read wanting more 'realism' of certain mechanics or whatever #i pass away as soon as i see how they handle the subject matter. i see it enough day-to-day. i do not need the same attitude in fic #idk my goal isn't to blind someone with math and science it's just how my square-shaped brain thinks #and i wanna demystify + also allow people to give the subject respect. a measured treatment in a candid manner #so i think if i ever advertised myself as a math/science-focused writer i'll become the enemy #that's when you guys put me down like a lame horse. promise okay? #but at the same time i cannot lie to myself and divorce the thinking patterns i'm used to from my field #bc despite not studying lit + last lit class ever i slept through four months... #my current work requires me to put stories together. subject matter is technical and non-fiction. #(i'll also say... the bruce wayne sugar baby punchline will not end how most of you probably think it will. based on heuristics) #(but that's not bad. it just means i'll continue to make y'all spittake)