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simmyfrobby · 10 months
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― Voting as Fire Extinguisher, Kyle Tran Myhre
Hockey Poetry Post 48/?
(Photo credit: Dave Sandford, Chase Agnello-Dean, link, Chris Sweda, Debora Robinson, Bill Smith, Jeff Haynes, Chase Agnello-Dean, Jeff Vinnick, link)
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prettyboykatsuki · 8 months
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keep me close to you | i. yoichi
✮ tags ; childhood best friends to lovers / idiots to lovers, reader is implied to have grown up a tomboy, stereotypical shoujo manga tropes rip, reader wears makeup, a lot of sexual tension, kissing, confessions 18+
✮ wc ; 3.6k (i don't know. don't ask me.)
✮ a/n ; the worlds most self-indulgent horseshit in the world. sorry! but im not at all actually. this is the very typical 'i didn't see you that way until i realize i did the whole time.' bc i love that trope and i love isagi ok....
reader in this kind of feels awkward in her femininity and that appears in the fic more than once!! please be forewarned.
✮ synopsis ; isagi has never seen you as much more of a friend. so he thought at least.
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Isagi is in love with you.
He isn't sure when that happened. He'd love to be know but in all truth - there was never any big eureka moment that made such a thing apparent. If Isagi had to think of all the moments he maybe, sort-of, possibly loved you, they come up to him as bits of nothing-much memories.
That's exactly the problem, really. A long few years of little nothings, accumulated over time, Isagi finds that his whole life has been made up of you. There was no grand gestures of confessions or singular standout moments for him to mull over.
But there was rough-housing with you back when your hair was a little shorter and your chest a little less noticeable. And there was plenty of bike races to the store for ice-cream, and lots of bonding over music you both liked. Isagi remembers sitting on your floor in the 6th grade and watching you play video games much better than he ever could.
A lot that stuff persisted into your teen years, and even into adulthood. Isagi has never thought of it as weird. Play fighting or bike races or being reckless together felt natural - and in some ways, you were the only person who ever brought that out of him.
It was normal. You were friends and you got along as friends. Isagi never thought about it any more than that.
Just a few months ago, you got a boyfriend. Said boyfriend didn't think your friendship with Isagi was entirely appropriate. He had approached Isagi first. You talked to Isagi after, said you'd still hang out but no more rough-housing and that was that.
Isagi had heard about your boyfriend, though you didn't talk about him much. And after meeting him, it was easy enough to conclude that he was genuinely a good guy. Objectively good for you, accepting of your personality, kind and thoughtful. A good stable job There was nothing bad he could say about him. He wished there was.
"Just the being touchy. I know you two don't think anything of it since you've been friends for so long," He leans in, friendly, as he pats Isagis shoulder "But you wouldn't like if your girlfriend was being touchy with another guy right?"
Isagi had nothing to say. He'd never thought about. Never had a proper girlfriend, though he was interested in a few girls. He'd lost his virginity out of the country and had some hook-ups and talking stages. Never a girlfriend.
Would it bother him? He couldn't say. He didn't know who to think of. There was not a hypothetical girl he could conjure to give him a conclusion. Ultimately dazed, Isagi had replied with something along the lines of "Yeah man, I get it," and then left for practice without turning his back.
It bothered him for weeks. He couldn't do anything without pondering that very question. He couldn't stop thinking about the way he'd described you as his girlfriend. You'd always been a friend, and Isagi knows you as a girl. But you're you before that, and he's never quite put both things next to each other.
But he'd never even thought to look at you as a girlfriend. He brushed off such comments and so did you. You were his friend. One of the very best. You'd know each other until you die, and in a way - this is just proof of your next stage of life. You'd settle down with a partner and so would he and everything would be fine.
But, the thing was - he'd never actually conjured up the future. There was never any assured belief that you'd go and find someone to nest with so soon. It felt unnatural. Disorienting. There was an order to this strange and mad world and your relationship went against it.
Even in thinking that, it'd take Isagi weeks to figure out the extent of his feelings. Weeks of practicing, of going on group dates with his team, of drinking. Weeks of missing you. Being conscious of the sudden absence of his very best friend in the world. You still saw him but it was no longer every other day. And you still called and texted, still told him stupid stuff about your life.
But he'd go on Instagram and see pictures of you from someone else's account. You'd be wearing something he'd never seen you in before. It was pretty. You were prettier. He'd never thought about that before, if only to say that you were and always had been. And plenty of guys had noticed in highschool, too. He'd never thought about it then either.
Isagi had never really considered a lot of things. It didn't dawn on him that he loved you until Bachira pried the information out of him one night on the road.
("Yocchan is stupid,"
Isagi leans on the bench in the locker room and frowns, throwing a confused look Bachira's.
"What the hell? For what?"
It's not Bachira who tells him the information - but Rin, who walks towards his own locker with a tired expression and a towel around his shoulder.
"You're in love with her, you stupid jackass.")
Right. It'd been Rin who told it to him straight, and Rin would know a thing about love. Apparently he'd been with the same girl since highschool and he knew a thing or two. For Rin to tell Isagi such a thing made Isagi really think on it, and when Isagi finally sat down and thought about it - it was clear that he was head over heels in love.
Isagi is in love with you. It has been a tremendous pain in the ass trying to live with this information. It made sense - it really did. It made sense that everything suddenly felt so wrong. It made sense that he never new anything about love and that he could never keep a relationship.
When he thought about it, he'd never stop comparing everyone to you. If it were you—you'd be clumsy at fancy restaurants but it'd still be so much fun to go. If it were you—he might've cared much more about valentines day chocolates. It would've been so novel, so lovely - to imagine how hastily you would've made them. Not obligatory friendship chocolates but something just for him.
If it were you, he might've wanted to buy you expensive things. They'd be different. Clothes and shoes but game consoles and concert tickets. If it were you, he'd always take his sports car. He might've liked the way you fawned over them, with that wide-eyed sense of adventure he's spent his whole life getting to know.
Yes if it were you, Isagi might've gotten angry. Now that he knows, the idea you're getting so touchy-feely with another guy makes him sick. He knows he has no right to feel that way, but he can't exactly help the feeling either.
From the start, if Isagi had realized love started and ended with you, then maybe he would know a thing or two about love by now. He might've cared more about everything, had he realized it even a little sooner.
A few months ago would've sufficed.
Isagi is in love with you.
He has no idea if you feel the same, but in a way that doesn't change anything.
He's seated on his couch, alone in his apartment - and thinking wistfully that he probably has been this whole time.
He looks around his apartment, feeling a little sorry for himself. He's drinking. Even this tipsy, his mind is clouded with memories. You looked at this place together and you helped Isagi move in many months ago.
A place with a good view of the city, Isagi stands to his feet and watches near the cool glass of the window.
It takes him a while to hear his phone ring. When he does, he almost feels like he's hallucinating when he sees your name on the other side. He stares, wonders if the kami like playing malicious tricks on him, and then picks up.
He speaks slowly.
"Hello?"
He knows your crying, even though you're trying harder to hide it. That desperate sniffle that you get is an easy tell.
"Yoichi," You mutter, soft and sad "Can you come to the park?"
"At this hour? It's late. Your boyfriend is gonna be pissed."
You hiccup on the other side of the line. Isagi wants to run to you as soon as possible.
"Just come," You sniffle again, a little sadder. You're crying this time forreal "...I want to see you."
"Okay. Are you alone?"
"Mm,"
"Stay on the phone with me. I'll come soon. Stay on the line."
"Okay."
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Isagi comes to find you at the park like you've asked. He keeps you on the line the entire Uber ride there and then as he comes through the playground to find you.
Somehow, he knows exactly where you'll be. It's the park you two grew up coming to. It's dark out, damp from the night, and Isagi finds you tucked in the same corner you always are.
You still fit there somehow, just beneath the slide. It's a big space, enough for two people. So, wordless, Isagi climbs into the little box and sits next to you. Close but not close enough, he hangs up the phone and turns his head to stare at you.
"I'm here," He says, mostly because he doesn't know what else to say.
You look up at him, obviously having been crying. You're wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, but your face has some light make-up on it like you were on a date. He forces himself not to frown as you gaze at him - pouting.
"You're here." You repeat, like you don't know what else to say. You lean your head on his shoulder. It's the most natural feeling in the world, but right now - it makes his breath hitch "Thanks for comin'"
"Are you gonna tell me what happened?"
"Well I don't want to."
"Can you really say that after crying like a baby, begging for me to come over, huh? All I want to see you—"
You elbow him without mercy.
"Shut up you jackass. Sorry to interrupt your late night jerk-off session with my tears."
It's not said with any malice, a joke - but there's insecurity laced in. Sorry for making you come see me, you want to say he's sure. He shakes his head.
"I could've been hooking up with a girl."
"Yeah? It's a miracle anyone would wanna get your dick wet, you should go back and finish the job,"
"Can't," Isagi mumbles, trying not to look at you closely "Some girl is making my shoulder wet instead though."
"Sorry," You croak, so horrifyingly sincere Isagi doesn't know how he's keeping himself upright "I can move."
"I was kidding," He says, hurriedly "It's fine. It reminds me of when we we're kids."
You huff a laugh.
"You only remember annoying stuff."
He mumbles something in agreement before there's a brief bout of silence. He speaks again first.
"Gonna tell me what happened?"
"We broke up," You mumble. Isagi feels his heart race, immediately riddled with guilt afterwards. "He broke up with me."
"I thought things were going well?"
"They were," You sniffle. It's the first time in your lives you've opened up to each other about something like this. You've talked about it, but it was always more him talking and you listening. He'd never heard about your crushes before.
In such a vulnerable, innocent position. Alone with him, confiding in him. He wants to stay with you forever "He was really good to me."
"So what? Why'd you break up?"
"I didn't love him. I liked him. And I thought I'd come to love him, but I didn't...I just couldn't love him. He knew it too, so he broke up with me."
"Was he mean about it?"
You laugh.
"Course not. He's one of the nicest guys I've ever met in my whole life. Told you, he was good to me."
"So then...? Are you sad about hurting his feelings?"
You nod, almost meek.
Isagi loves you more than life itself, he thinks.
"I wanted to love him. I thought I could."
"Why couldn't you?"
A brief pause of silence. You're debating on what to say before you seem to settle on something.
"Already someone else."
"Someone else? You love someone else?"
A whisper of hope. So small Isagi almost can't bear it. You nod.
"And what about them?"
"Doesn't love me back."
"How long?" His voice is shaking. He has no idea if you can tell. You laugh.
"A long time."
"Do I know him?"
You laugh again, a little throatier. More melancholy. Isagi feels like he's looking into an abyss. A dangerous place to fall in if he's not careful. He's already in love, already too deep. But he already steeled himself not to hope too much.
"You do know him, I guess."
"Tell me about him," Isagi almost urges. He has to be sure. He has to be sure this isn't one long dream, and that everything is real. "What he's like."
You look at him surprised.
"I thought you hated when I talked about stuff like this?"
"Changed my mind."
"Weirdo. It's nothin' special. We've known each other a while. We get along well. He likes the stuff I do and I like being around him."
"When'd you realized you loved him?"
"Middle school? Probably."
Ah. You've known each other a little longer than that, haven't you?
"You're being awfully secretive about it. Nothing more specific?"
You frown at him.
"Piss off. Go back to not caring about it. It's a dark part of my past and I already gave up on it forever ago."
"What if..." Isagi swallows. He's really the dumbest guy in the entire world for this. It could always be someone else. He knows that. "If your feelings were returned? What then?"
"I've never thought about it," You say, not even considering it might be the case "I'd be happy but I don't see the point in getting my hopes up. His type in girls is like...cuter I guess."
Isagi wants to knock himself out. Idiot. He's gone and ruined his own chances. He wish he could go back and kick the ass of his highschool self. If he called you cute right now, you'd definitely think he was trying to coddle your feelings. You are cute to him.
He can't get the words out.
"And you don't think you are?"
You shoot him a surprised look then burst out into laughter.
"Well, no. Daisuke used to say it but I don't know. Most guys wouldn't think of me as...cute? Sexy maybe? Apparently some of the guys from department see it that way."
Aah. Isagi hates this. He hates hearing that guys name without honorifics. His first name, at that.
"You should listen to the guy you used to date and not whatever knuckleheads you go to school with."
"Are you saying I'm cute, Yoichi? Started feeling bad?"
"It's not pity, alright? But you're not..not cute."
You pause before breaking out in genuine, unruly laughter. Isagi adores the sound of your voice, adores every inch of you as you giggle yourself into a fit.
"You'll never get a girlfriend like that. You have to at least be able to pretend."
It's not pretending. He wants to tell you that you're cute. The way you laugh is cute and the look you get playing stupid claw machine games is cute and the way you get excited by the 7/11 carrying your favorite things is cute. It's never been different and you still look so delighted. Everything about you is cute. Isagi wants to say all that, and that he finds you sexy too. For different, ordinary reasons those stupid guys in your department could never begin to know.
But words are useless - inconceivably pointless to try and make you understand.
"You're cute," He says first, staring at the place in front of him. Then adds "That's not pity."
"So you know how to smooth talk too?"
"It's not that either."
"Then what is it?" Your voice is wavering.
Now or never.
"A confession."
Isagi feels you tense. Feels you freeze. You start to stutter another joking, lifting your head from his shoulder to turn away but Isagi is quicker. Quick to hold your shoulder, to turn you towards him, to hold your cheek and make you look his face.
"Yoichi?"
"Is it me? Am I the person you like?"
You shake your head trying to look away.
"I don't want to answer that."
"I like you," Isagi grips your shoulder tighter, presses his forehead against yours as he holds on for dear life with hope "I only figured it out recently."
A bout of silence passes before your voice sounds again. It's shaking so hard. Isagi can hear how hard your heart is beating.
"This is fucking mean." You whisper. He frowns at you.
"Do I look like I'm joking? Huh? Does it even kind of seem like that?"
"But since when?" You're arguing. Isagi just confessed his undying love for you and you're arguing with him about it. It's so you. "I'm not even your type."
"No one is my type but you, you idiot." Isagi is exasperated explaining this. It's embarrassing but he's a lot of time to reflect and this is as true as it gets "Every single time I'd ever tried dating someone else or doing things with them - I didn't care. I just did it without thinking. But I always thought if it was you...I'd always want it to be you."
"You're not attracted to me." You assert, maybe trying to compensate.
"Fuck you, I couldn't tell you that you were hot to your face. You kicked my ass every time I mentioned the fact your tits got bigger in highsc—"
You shove him with your shoulder.
"Because you talk about it like that you shitty jock." You hiss.
"Then what do you want me to say?" Isagi mumbles, looking at you "I think you're sexy. What else is there?"
"God this is so embarrassing,"
"I'm being serious," Isagi adds, pouting, face flush with heat "You're just...you've always been attractive I guess."
You give him a small frown. Isagi thinks it's the cutest thing in the world. He wants to kiss you absolutely fucking stupid.
"Are you sure? Like really sure?"
He snorts, laughing humorlessly.
"I've been agonizing about it for weeks. Yes I'm sure."
"What if I told you to kiss me? Could you do it?"
Isagi stares at you in disbelief. He turns himself slightly, staring at you before reaching his hand out towards your cheek. You make a soft noise of surprise as he brushes his thumb underneath your eye. Your face is so hot it's burning against the palm of his hand. He lets his hand settle on the back of your neck before leaning into kiss you.
He kisses you hard but slow. Passion imbued into each tiny movement, drawing as deep as he can go without pushing his tongue between your lips.
You let out a soft moan that makes him pull away, eyes widened. Humiliated you try to shove him away, but Isagi manages to catch you by your wrist.
"Is it starting to click or do you need me to prove it one more time?"
"Ugh. Fuck, you're so,"
He grins wolfishly as he stares at you, watching you shrink so slightly under his gaze. He's not used to winning against you in any capacity with the exception of soccer. It feels good.
"I'm so?"
"Annoying."
"That's it?" He leans in again, lips brushing your cheek and pressing a kiss to it before moving down. He presses kisses down your jaw, relishing in the way you squirm. "Nothing else to add?"
"You're enjoying this too much, Yoichi," You reprimand, though you don't make any effort to move "Are you fishing for compliments?"
"I'm wondering if you find me sexy too, that's all."
You pause before leaning in. He watches the gears turn in your brain before turning your voice low.
"Wanna touch me and find out yourself?"
He pulls away instantly in shock as you blink at him innocently. There's an air of smugness about you. He feels his face burn red immediately, blood rushing up into his brain. He tucks his chin looking away from you. His brain feels like it's full of static.
He's embarrassed. By what you've said but more by how naturally everything falls into place. By how effected he is by something so simple. It usually takes so much more to get him like this.
"What the hell was'at..."
"Karma. Don't be all cocky. I've known about my feelings way longer than you."
"Didn't think you'd know jackshit about stuff like that though."
"Just cause I spare you my sex stories doesn't mean they don't exist."
Isagi feels a pang of irritation as he scoffs.
"I don't want hear about them now either."
"I thought you weren't the jealous type?"
"I just wasn't that into any of those girls."
"But you're into me? Enough that you get jealous?"
Isagi laughs at that.
"Yeah. I'm way more into you than you're ever gonna get through your head anyways."
"The fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"Means I wanna get all lovey-dovey with you and embarrass you all the time."
You flush and Isagi feels like he's won. Instead of feeling elated or cocky, this time he just feels a little dazed. He stares at you through lidded eyes.
"I'm so into you," Isagi mutters, leaning his head against your shoulder "You're never gonna get it unless you look in my brain,"
You pause momentarily, leaning back enough that Isagi sits up. He looks at you curiously before he feels you tap foreheads. You close your eyes and hum, before peeking just one open.
"I looked," You say softly "I still win,"
Isagi groans internally. God. God you're so fucking cute. It's so you and it's so cute and he loves you.
"Can I please kiss you again?"
"You don't have to ask every time."
"No takebacks."
Isagi leans in again, to kiss you a little softer this time. When he pulls away, the look on your face makes him want to do it all over again. You'll be here all night if he doesn't get a hold of himself.
"You wanna come over to my place?"
"Isn't a little early for that?"
Isagi knocks your foreheads together.
"Not like that. It's late and the trains aren't running. I don't want you taking a cab,"
"I'm a big girl, Yoichi," You say sardonically "If you want me to stay over, just ask. You're still my best friend, dummy." You add the last part a little softer.
He grabs your hand.
"Then stay with me."
You nod.
"Okay. And we can have sex if you want."
"Fuck yeah."
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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year
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Genshin Sagau (?) Isekai Brainrot - Language
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I've seen like ONE small kinda related Genshin Sagau/isekai idea for this but I wanted more of it so BAD
It’s not the most interesting thing in the world, it’s about our modern vernacular vs. Teyvat's flowery speech
Pls feel free to expand on or add to this pLEASE TAG ME IF U DO IM STARVING OUT HERE :)))
So I saw someone write like one sentence abt this (can’t remember who :( sorry I’ll update if I find them ) or like a brutally honest version??
But I also took inspo from how fucking wordy and long conversations that are in Genshin, even with ppl like Xiao (the rude boy that he is) or even Tighnari who gets to the point pretty quickly
It goes smth like:
So, all of Teyvet, (esp ppl like Zhongli 💀 u know the ones) talk,, flowery.
Like, the whole Pride and Prejudice style speaking, euphemisms, metaphors, for some characters (or Npcs) its full on POETRY. 
Lookin’ at you Kazuha.
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And going off of any variation of you being the Creator, (or otherwise an older mythical being?), they could have this thing where the older a deity/mythical thingy is, the simpler the speech. 
Kinda makes sense to them y’know? The older beings are serious, commanding, intimidating
And nothing says "I'm ancient as fuck and powerful as fuck" like simple blunt speech.
And being closer to the literal creation of the world, language would understandably be less complex (I’m assuming it’s the same as in human cultures in our world's history)
Like literally look at our fantasy typical stories, plenty of them have a dragon or ancient god that speaks in extremes, like so flowery its a metaphor, or so bluntly its startling (ie, "Be not afraid." "I am all powerful." etc etc)
And so, ancient powerful being = direct/blunt speech
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...Y'know,, almost like our modern vernacular.
Like, part of some of our modern day comedy is purely based on a sentence being delivered bluntly for impact
Hell our ads and videos and content in general we always want to get to the point, to say things simply
So with this in mind, even if you try to deny being the Creator, they might still think you are, or at least a more minor ancient deity/creature
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(like the Seven Sovereigns/Phanes/Shades/etc. for example would sound eerily modern or at least easy for you to understand bc of this trait lol)
(Also I'm just assuming u know Genshin lore enough to know what I meant by that ^)
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So, I love the AU where you just,, hitch a ride with the traveler like Paimon bc u start at the "beginning of the game",
And with every person you meet, you're like, "Ok, no, I promise this is just how my country/world speaks, it's not like that, I'm not some ancient deity…" 
And They're all like 🤨🤨🤨 "Well, fine traveler and companions, why does your speech sound so simplistic and sharp? Surely, you do not expect me to truly believe you.."
You: "Please I just talk like this, I'm a regular human."
Them: "Alright, if it is as you say,, you wish to not experience being "known" yes? Fear not, I will keep your secrets close to my chest."
You: "No, for the last time, that's not-" 
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And it just keeps happening, lol
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(srry I tried my best at emulate Genshin language + flowery speech idk how to do it)
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Like maybe you would just sound weird or like a foreigner speaking y’know in simpler sentences bc they don't know the language as well as native speakers, at least that could be how you sound to NPCs and ppl who don’t know abt simpler speech meaning
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...But the Adepti? Zhongli?? Barbatos maybe??? Even the Aranara??? Those who are old enough to maybe have heard how older beings speak or at least have knowledge of how they should speak/sound??
You couldn’t have predicted how shocked their faces were the second you opened you’re mouth… 
Sumeru scholars would freak tf out i stg, as soon as you meet Haypasia, she's already losing it, first the Irminsul progress, now this ancient being/Creator?? Girlie thinks its a sign lmao
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(I’m an Aether lover, and also bc I think Lumine looks badass as Abyss ruler, so I’m gonna go with Aether for traveler sorry Lumine mains love yall T-T)
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You, and Aether being equally confused at first pLEASE 😭 
lets say he speaks a little more fluffy than you at least, after all I’m assuming bc of the outfit that he’s from a fantasy-like place, and his replies can be a little fluffy like Teyvat’s residents, so he kinda fits in, kinda like everybody assumes he's just from another country when he gets to a new nation (at least that’s what I think happens??)
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Like after (maybe Diluc?) Lisa, Kaeya, Venti, and Jean (who I think would all be knowledgeable, thru diff means, about this enough to maybe recognize the simpler speech = ancient god thing)
ALL reacted shocked as hell at hearing you talk, and would probably explain (or Paimon before then?) in that infuriatingly roundabout way, that you would usually skip a couple dialogue boxes just to avoid bc yOU ALREADY GOT THE POINT or alternatively WHATS THE POINT HERE?? JUST SAY IT, WHATS THE COMMISSION/QUEST FOR/WHAT DO I DO??
(Those blue highlights be savin my impatient life, and i actually like lore stuff 💀)
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Oh that’s also another frustration. For you.
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It would drive me crazy if I had to wait like,, 2-3 minutes for ppl to explain what they ate for dinner or sm shit
Like, now imagine that’s everyone, about everything.
You don’t know how anything gets done in battles or wars, like you need faster communication for that right??💀
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Anyway, you, Aether and Paimon decide you just gotta not talk when you first meet people or like,, make sure you're gonna be around that person for a while so you don’t have to possibly get someone over the shock of your speech every time you guys talk to people 😭 that'd be so miserable I can already tell,,
Like at first, every convo ya’ll have had with people who recognize that direct speech trait as a thing, would take at least 10 minutes to finish talking about it/being shocked,,
It got so old so fast.
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(Like I already can’t communicate that good with ppl irl bc I misunderstand them, or they do me, or they just dont get what I mean, and as my friends put it, which I think would fit here for any language shenanigans we go thru in Teyvat, "A Shakespearean level of misunderstanding, hilarious but such a downward spiral to watch, it just gets more and more ridiculous as it goes on...")
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On another note, making fun of someone would be so fucking funny,
I’d like to give myself the benefit of the doubt that many characters, after getting used to your speech, would generally understand you (even if they always notice it, like an accent) and would actually rlly love hearing insults or even just generally how you would put things
(like maybe treating this almost like those vids of ppl with non-native english speaknig relatives/parents and its the most hilarious thing to watch them, usually get pissed 😭, at their kid, if u dont know what I mean look up on tiktok or smth)
And You just come off like those insults where you dont even use cuss words, you just like, drag queen read them into never showing their face again, and you did it in so few words!! 
They're amazed and oh, 
you've become the John Mulaney of Teyvat 
(Bad examples include:
Fontaine inventor: "...And I shall call my invention, crocks!"
You: "I wouldn't even be cremated in those." ) 
*Aether crying laughing in the background bc he never knows what you’re gonna say next, and Paimon's jaw dropped so hard
JFC this post is so long sorry, I probably will spam with a Part 2 but let me know if you’re interested in hearing more anyway!!
Thanks for reading this rambling!!
Or send in asks abt this 👀
Cheers,
🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘
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pr0wlerpunk · 10 months
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P.s- I love you
Person: 1610!Miles morales
Afab!reader
Requested:|Yes|No|
@alisblackgf : can I get earth-1610!miles x Reader where they’re childhood best friends and are just like. In love with each other. And then confess. IDK IM A SUCKER FOR FLUFF AND CONFESSIONS
Warnings: angst(?), slight cussing, both miles and reader being Extremely oblivious to each other’s feelings, miles and reader are both 16 bc I feel like it’s more realistic for 16 year olds to have this sort of issues(idk man), the ending is rushed ngl
Translations; Amor: love, Mi Vida: My Life, Mi Corazón: my heart
Tags: @alisblackgf
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Ever since you could remember you knew miles..
See growing up your mother was a hairstylist, so that meant she knew any and everyone.
From the browns to the jakobs…
But there was always one name that stood out most
Morales…
Your mother was friends with Rio and your father with Jefferson-which automatically made you friends with their son, miles.
Miles was a sweet boy, always doing right and helping out his family
But
Boy was he shy
When you all first met he never walked away from his mom’s side, which you thought was weird since you were only 5
But as time grew miles warmed up to you, and you realized just how amazing he was
And I mean so amazing that all you wanted to do was be around him
So your mom made plans and before you know it, you lived a couple blocks down from the Morales’s
Every birthday was spent at each other’s houses
Every Christmas
Every thanksgiving
Any and everything was done together..
You and miles grew up close together, so close that even some would say it was the universe proving how you both were meant to be
He was your corazón
And you
His vida…
🕷️
12 years later
You had officially made it to the same school as miles, and would not leave him alone.(not that he minded, you were his girl after all..even if he hadn’t said it yet)
He was your boy and you made sure everyone knew that…
Especially that little Gwen Stacy chick.
When miles first told you about her you thought she was alright, she seemed smart, and she had an interest in the drums
He told you how they met and how he wouldn’t clarify it as them being friends
But still, the way he talked about her made it seem different..
You weren’t the jealous type, but something about her was off…
And then next thing you knew, he was always leaving with her
“Sorry [___], Me and Gwen have some plans after school, I’ll make it up to you amor, I promise”
At first you thought it was ok, miles was making more friends and you were happy for him…
But every time you would ask him to hang or even walk home together he would always say he had plans with Gwen…
“I promised Gwen I’d help her with something today, I’ll make it up to you amor, I promise”
It was all bout her
“Ah [___], I forgot me and Gwen have to do something right now, I’ll make it up to you amor, I promise”
Normally you wouldn’t care if he flaked but you had something for him…
A letter.
You had spent hours on perfecting it
Now it was just about giving it to him…
But maybe you’d wait a little.
🕷️
And so that’s what you did,
You waited..
Hours had became days…
days turned into nights….
And nights went into weeks.
And then you realized
Nothing was going to change unless you made the change and reached out
And so the very next day, you did…
🕷️
Rio, miles mom let you in after school telling you how happy she was to see you and how miles was In his room
You thanked her and made your way to his, the path now unfamiliar since the last time you had been there
Which was-if you could remember-a week or two
As you neared his door you could hear hushed voices.
You leaned in slowly, pressing your ear to the door
“Im telling you Gwen, she’s amazing”
A confused look spread onto you face as you continued to listen
“Then why can’t you confess to her miles?”
Confess…confess to who?
“I don’t know, I mean we’ve been best friends for forever…I don’t wanna ruin things…”
W-was he talking about you?
“If shes a True Friend like you say she is, then she’ll hear you out-”
And suddenly it went quiet
“I got to go miles, Peter needs me back at his”
Then the window was shut
And that’s when you decided you would enter…
“Miles we need to tal-” You froze, there miles was, standing on his ceiling in what looked like a spiderman suit
“[___] I can explain!”
You watched in horror as your best friend jumped from his ceiling to his floor in a matter of seconds
“WHATS THERE TO EXPLAIN MILES??” You were livid, how could he keep something like this from you?
“Uhm im Spiderman….”
You stared at him a furious expression plastered on your face
“WELL I KNOW THAT NOW…”
Miles visibly cringed hearing you yell at him
“[___] Please calm down!, my moms gonna think something’s up!”
You glared at him
And then you put two and two together
“Miles…”
He looked at you, a soft smile forming onto his face
“Yea?”
“Gwen knows…doesn’t she?”
You already knew the answer, but you wanted to hear it come from his mouth
“She was the first person to know”
And you felt your heart shatter even more..
“Alright..yea, no that’s-it’s fine” You hurriedly turned to leave as tears threatened to spill down your face
“[___] don’t be like that, please amor” You felt his hand grab your wrist, and for the first time in weeks…you felt his skin…
And god everything was telling you to turn around and forgive him..
“D-don’t call me that miles”
But you didn’t… instead you ripped your wrist away from his grasp as you glared at him
Miles heart broke seeing your cold gaze…
And then something caught his eye.
“[___] w-whats that?”
You froze, he was never meant to see the envelope..especially not after what just happened
“It’s nothing”
You hurriedly tried to hide it, but you were too late
“Mi Vida, please!” He desperately pleaded
And you froze, the nickname you had came to love was now being used against you to get you to respond… and so you did
“Fine, you wanna know what it is so bad?!”
He anxiously nodded his head
“It’s a dumb letter..” You looked anywhere but him, not trying to see his face after what you where about to say
“I’ve been trying to confess to you for years miles…” your voice soft as you thought about all the times you wanted to tell him you loved him
“But you never got the hint…s-so I thought I’d write you a letter”
You finally held up the red and black envelope.
you watched as he took it from your hands, his gaze fixated on the little hearts and sunflowers that decorated the front
“Amor, I’m sorry, if I had known I would’ve made time for you I promise!”
You scoffed
“Miles cut the bull!”
He stared at you confused
“You would have Never, made time for me, and…I know that know”
He shook his head no, his mouth opening to speak…
But no words came out
And so you nodded, wiping the tears from your eyes before looking at him
Nothing was said as you turned to leave…
And nothing was said as you did
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Miles laid awake that night.
he couldn’t sleep, not after what you told him all those hours ago
Earlier…
Rio had saw how you left, tears streaming down your face as broken sobs left your mouth
She immediately went to go check on miles and what she saw broke her heart even more…
Miles was on the floor, pictures of you and him scattered around him as he himself let out broken sobs
Present
Miles couldn’t believe what you had told him
You had liked him for years…and he was so dense that he couldn’t realize it
And now it was too late…
He had lost you
God, if only he had payed more attention to you then maybe he would of gotten the letter sooner
Wait…
The letter..
THE LETTER!
Miles was quick to jump up and find the envelope
He looked around his already messy room until the red and plack cover caught his eye
Quickly he picked it up and opened it
His eyes welded up with tears as he read what you had wanted to tell him for years…
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To mi corazón,
As I’m writing this I realize how corny it is.
I mean this isn’t a movie, but I just thought that making this would help me get of few things off my chest…
So here I go
Miles..
You don’t know how much you mean to me, when we first met I thought you were this shy nerdy little boy, But as we matured I came to realize that you were much much more.
You’re caring, and compassionate,
You’re not afraid to help someone in need,
You’re smart and funny,
You’re everything anyone could ever want…
So as I sit here writing this, I think…
I think about how we met.
I think about how we begged our families to live next to each other.
I think about our movie nights.
I think about our first day in elementary together.
I think about how our moms used to match us up in the same outfits.
I think about our first day of Highschool.
I think about how everyone would tell us we were meant for each other.
And I think about how the universe has kept us together…
Miles I was the luckiest girl in the world to meet you.
No matter what…
I won’t ever be mad at you.
I won’t ever not be there for you.
I won’t ever not appreciate you.
And I won’t ever doubt you.
Miles morales you’re the most perfect guy a girl could meet.
All always be your Vida and you, my Corazón
-[___]
Oh! And
P.s -
I love you
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“Shit” he cursed whipping the fallen tears from his cheeks
He looked around his room until he spots his suit, he quickly grabbed it slipping the material on as he rushed to the window
Miles needed to talk to you…
🕷️
There you lay, tears streaming down your face as your music blasted through your room.
Your parents had night jobs, so that meant that they would sleep all day and go to work at night, which left little to no time for you…
But you didn’t mind it, you liked being by yourself
You could draw, watch tv, and blast music without any consequences…
Even if someone called the cops you wouldn’t be in trouble
(9 x out of 10 it was mr. Jefferson that came and he would just let you off with a warning)
You were zoned out thinking about everything that happened today,
You found out miles was Spider-Man
You confessed to him
And then you left.
When you had arrived home you went straight to the shower,
After your shower you put your playlist on shuffle and laid in bed
Which is what your still doing
And then..
There was a tap on your window
And another
And another
And then it stopped.
You let out a breath of relief
And then you heard it..
“Amor..”
“Amor, Are You awake?”
Peering over you pillow you came face to face with Spider-Man or now as you know
Miles…
“What’re you doing here miles..or should I say spiderman?”
He let out a soft groan at your tone of voice
“Cmon [___] don’t be like that”
You rolled over, turning away from him
“I read the letter…”
You froze but quickly regained your composure
“Oh goody”
Miles huffed, jumping on your ceiling and crawling over back to face you
“Did you mean it, everything you said…?”
You were quite for a moment, until you opened your eyes to finally face him
“….yea…”
He smiled and it instantly warmed your heart
“Do you forgive me?”
You let out a soft laugh as a smile made its way to your face
“….yea…”
You both went quite just staring at each other
“[___]”
“Yes miles”
“Can we cuddle?”
You let out a snort but quickly shook your head yes
“…..yes miles..”
He crawled(literally)into your bed wrapping his arms around your waist, holding you flush to his body
“Oh and Ps”
He mumbled into your neck
“I love You too”
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BONUS
“You’re so corny Miles”
You let out a laugh as he quickly spoke up
“You started it!”
“….Nuh uh”
“[___]!!”
“BOTH OF YOU GO TO SLEEP”
You and miles stared at each other with shocked expressions
You looked up catching Gwen in her spider suit
“GWEN???”
“WAIT, GWEN??”
She waved before leaving
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nattinatalia · 2 years
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Jack Harlow x Reader x Daughter x Instagram AU
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alizemiaharlow Exams are kicking my butt 😩 can I just go to sleep???
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cassiewyatt Same 🥲🥲
alizemiaharlow dude come over
urbanwyatt still grounded, sorry mia
alizemiaharlow BORING!!!!!!!
allabouttheharlows wait ur in school? but you’re acting and doing music
alizemiaharlow You thought that was going to matter in The Harlow household? Dad said I needed a backup so school is a priority whenever I’m not filming.
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alizemiaharlow Showing thong is our thing apparently 😂😂😂
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ezharlow weird flex but ok
alizemiaharlow & you’re annoying
yourusername 😂😂😂 Twins
alizemiaharlow Always 🥰😘
cassiewyatt Hotties 🥵
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alizemiaharlow 🌹 this delivery made my night
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yourusername They’re beautiful Mia
alizemiaharlow ☺️☺️☺️
cassiewyatt Ok major points to that person
alizemiaharlow likeee maybe 90? 😊🤭
yourbestiename Awww Mia, they’re definitely earning brownie points
alizemiaharlow Ahhhh, sure are 🥺
ezharlow Umm what? Dads gonna flip
jackharlow Dads already flipping
jackharlow WHO SENT THOSE BECAUSE I DIDN’T
jackharlow THESE LITTLE BOYS NEED TO FALL BACK IM NOT PLAYING
nemoachida oh hell noo. Who is he niece
shloob We checking his ass fr
2forwoyne send the details now
yungskylark 🤔 no
quiiso Does he want to get jumped?
urbanwyatt ABSOLUTELY NOT
alizemiaharlow damn dad, you brought entire of PG on here????
claybornharlow NO NO AND NOO
alizemiaharlow damn you too uncle clay-clay 🙁🙁🙁
jackharlow stop stalling child of mine, who’s the boy who send those
alizemiaharlow Omgggg no go away!!!
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alizemiaharlow Since day one, it’s a family thaaanggg ❣️
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yourusername 🥺😍
ezharlow You had to one up them huh
alizemiaharlow 🤫 not so loud 😇
quiiso Nah because I know what you’re doing little one.
alizemiaharlow wdym? I’m not doing anything 🤫
jackharlow This made me shed a tear or two.
jackharlow BUT DONT TRY TO DISTRACT US FROM THE POST FROM TWO DAYS AGO.
urbanwyatt Girl I know you did not try to play us like that. This cute post isn’t going to make us forget about roses guy
nemoachida ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
nemoachida But who’s the guy who sent the roses
yungskylark family thing for sure 🔥
yungskylark Now tell us who’s the fucker sending my niece roses????
alizemiaharlow Omggggg, I love y’all but you guys are annoyingggghh!!!!! Just someone I’m talking to, nothing serious yet. Happy???
jackharlow No, what’s his name?
twin2 ask ez I’m pretty sure it’s his friend
ezharlow NO, DON’T ASK EZ. EZ KNOWS NOTHING!!!!
twin1 didn’t we hear u say something about “if dad finds out I know it’ll be my ass”
yourusername Heyyy twins of mine, stay out of it and DRUSKI IM GOING TO STRANGLE YOU!!! Stop making them a account. I said nooo social media!!!!
druski2funnny 🫣🫣🫣 Is it too late to cancel on thanksgiving?????
alizemiaharlow TWINS!!!!! Wtf????
ezharlow welcome to my world Mia, I told you they were evil little demons
twin2 all demons are evil idiot
twin1 seriously how are you mom and dads kid.
twin2 ARE YOU ADOPTED????
twin2 you are aren’t you 😂😂 I knew dumb didn’t run in the Harlow blood.
ezharlow IM GOING TO CUT THE HEADS OFF YOUR DOLLS
twin2 I’m gonna cut yours and feed it to my fish.
alizemiaharlow HEY EVIL SPAWN. OFF MY LITTLE BROTHER!!!!!
twin1 this is exhausting 🥱
jackharlow ALL OF YOU DOWNSTAIRS FAMILY MEETING NOW!!!
yourusername 🤦🏻‍♀️ What happened to my nice, sweet little babies??? All 4 of you, downstairs, don’t make your father repeat himself.
cassiewyatt Well I’m happy I’m the only child 😳
urbanwyatt 😂😂😂😂
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threepoint14art · 2 months
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Ok so first of all i love reading your guys' tags always and forever, second of all @chocottang HIII CHOCOO (please do tell me if tagging annoys you!) You turned my braincell on, you asked such a simple and normal question and now you are gonna get lore'd about spring im so sorry- ok ok so answer here and then i start ranting about all the things ive done to this poor man if anyones interested:
He is not on the aro spectrum he just never really thought about romance for the LONGEST time. Rubbing my hands like an evil fly why would that be? Read to find out
Also while spring himself is not on the aroace spectrum i do present cami, owynn, bonnie and puppet to you humbly, the silliests ever
Basically, as you MAY have noticed, the guy has a lot of burn scars (shocking), that's because when he was little his house burnt down and his parents died and he got super fucked up, he's been in the foster system since he was like 10, no family wanted to take him in because his parents had him when they were super young and thus were disowned. So we start off strong with that, and it gets worse!
I wanted to make spring a little more unhinged because wowzers the sprintrap animatronic is evil, however his chill attitude captivated me, so i decided to make the unhinged him be his younger self, children are cruel adults are scary people in the foster system get treated as "a way to give people who cant have bio kids families" or "charity cases" instead of normal children with a lot of unnadressed issues who deserve a change to grow up with a semblance of normalcy. He was alone and scared and angry at life and thus tended to get into a lot of fights and to stealing stuff and such. Problem kid status + visibly scarred led him to never really finding a permanent home, not that he wanted one, because most of the adults in his life scared him and also wanted him to have a "new" life, AKA forget his parents and accept these new strangers as parents, horrible!
This little kid who is very scared and alone and wishes for nothing more than his parents calming him down again meets 2 even smaller kids and just, projects onto them. He started coping with all the stuff in his head through taking care of children and pretending it was also him who was being taken care of so softly and tenderly, the children being meg and fox. He just starts taking care of them and subconciously growing up really fast to get them the support and whatever they need and then out of literally nowhere hes 18. He's like "oh crap wth" Gets send off to the real world having BARELY graduated from highschool and with some money, he cannot bear the thought of losing any more people and just looks into becoming the other 2's legal guardian and gets them out of the system to live with him in the worlds cheapest house he could find
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So what I mean is that he hyperfocused on being a caretaker and getting money and growing up and getting ten thousand things that the thought of romance was not even anywhere near his head, having FRIENDS was nowhere near his head. He had to find a job he had to enroll the other 2 into school he had to find another job he had to make sure their house didn't fall apart by the seams. Also fun fact, the more he grew up the more he realized he is a literal carbon copy of his dad, but visibly scarred! have fun looking in the mirror buddy
In his head, he does not really see himself as a full grown adult even though hes 24, and his weird thought of "adults being scary" still persists even though he himself is one, he doesn't like talking to grown people and that isn't helped by how he spent most of his life with Fox and Meg, he is not used to talking to people his age or older and he was too busy to actually process that romance might be something he wanted when he was just drowning in ten other thousand things already. As he got older and fox and meg also got older and got partime jobs his burden was lessened a lot and he was allowed to CHILL a little
So those 2 idiots in the drawing are vincent and leti,,, they might look like ocs and at this point they kinda are but they ARE based on the bg characters of Camarero and "Novia", they both also have their own can of worms to unpack it's insane.
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Spring met Vincent at work, new coworker new hire and then Leti just stopped by sometimes to talk to vincent and he went thought ten billion crisis because "having a crush as an adult is so embarassing i need to be paying taxes"
So TLDR he had his first crushes ever at 24 because at that age he was actually allowed to chill a little and his brain finally had the room to process that romance was in fact, real. He also had to go through the "i like men???????? Im poly??¿¿" thoughts at 24, he shoulda've been at the club/ref
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Sorry for using an ask, but my app wouldn't let me make a submission for some reason. Writing through the block is always the best method, take that crap head-on. If you feel like it, what about how the various bachelor's react to the supposed death of builder (after they've been romanced) from the new update.
If you feel like it, no rush, and even if you don't, thanks anyway! Have a lovely day!
Don't worry anon, tumblr is weird like that. And yeah you're right I've even worked on really old asks i had half way through because i couldn't bring myself to write anything and its worked so far! And this is right up my alley since I do love some angst, though i wont write for Fang since I have a whole fic dedicated to this and Justice since I have something related to this for him as well, so I hope its ok w you!
Oh yeah and if you want a whole fic about any of these im down to do it lol
The bachelors (romanced) reacting to the builder's death (Part 1)
I'm putting this under a cut for spoilers!
(Also trigger warning for suicidal thoughts and mentions of suicide its nothing too explicit but i just want to make sure to tag things properly! If you want me to add any other tag let me know, thanks!)
Arvio
They had told him the night before that they had an important mission with the Civil Corps early in the morning and Arvio had a terrible feeling about it ever since they told him. He barely slept that night, he even prayed to the Light to keep them safe. Which is something he never does since Arvio isn't really a man of religion, but he really wanted them to be safe.
The next day, everything was normal and he hoped everything went well with the builder so he went to work as usual since he had no choice but to wait for them to visit him after the mission was over. They never really told him what it was, just that it was related to Logan. The morning passed quickly, but there was an unpleasant atmosphere in town that day. It wasn't even 1 pm when Justice told Arvio the terrible news. He had been the first to know and the town followed suit when Arvio's screaming and crying could be heard all over Sandrock. 
Arvio wanted to die in that same moment that Justice finished talking, he just wanted to run and jump off the same cliff they fell from and join them. He couldn't bear to accept the fact that they're gone. 
Things got so intense with Arvio that Fang had to go and sedate him. Fortunately the builder came back relatively unscathed aside from a few cuts and bruises and found out about what happened with Arvio and decided to stay with him until he woke up. 
Once he did, he swore that it was the builder's spirit visiting and since he was still a bit loopy he broke down to cry again despite the builder hugging him so he could feel that they were there with him. Then when he came back to his senses, Arvio refused to leave the builder alone and forbade the Civil Corps from taking them to dangerous missions again.
Burgess
This surely had to be a bad joke, Burgess knew nothing could happen to the builder. He had been praying all morning for their well being so it was impossible for them to have passed.
But no matter how many times Matilda or Miguel explained it to him, the poor soul always remained optimistic on their return, hoping that the builder would prove them wrong and come back to Burgess's side. 
 However deep down, way below that denial, Burgess knew that his prayers went unheard and that the Light abandoned him just when he needed it the most. He prayed and prayed for a safe return and all he got was condolences. 
 Burgess did cry and uncharacteristically questioned the Light's reason for their passing and no matter how many times Miguel or Matilda told him that it had been the Light's purpose, Burgess refused to accept it. In fact those words angered him, how could such a loving and benevolent deity let something so awful happen, especially to someone as good as the builder. 
But since the Light works in mysterious ways, the builder managed to scramble back to town before sundown. They were exhausted, roughed up and dirty and all they wanted was to nap with Burgess for a while. And despite everyone's concern to stay home they made their way back to the church where Burgess was still praying. 
 It was kind of dramatic, the builder swung the church doors open and surprised Burgess turned around to see who it was and as soon as he realized it was them he ran up to them, enveloping them in a gentle hug. Still wrapped in his hug, the builder couldn't help but to break down in tears as they apologized over and over for making him think they were dead. But he didn't care about that anymore, the builder was back and the Light was true to its word and brought them back safe and sound. 
Then they spent the rest of the day being taken care of by Burgess, who helped them get clean and comfy and then settled in to sleep with them. 
Ernest
He really hated this Podunk town and its lack of basic commodities, but the only one who made the stay worthwhile was the builder. He had high hopes of convincing them of ditching Sandrock and moving to Atara with him; he wanted to make sure they had everything their heart desired, including the best work opportunities. 
Unfortunately this silly little dream of his would be crushed when he found out the builder had died. Ernest was dumbfounded at the level of incompetence of the Civil Corps. He wasn't angry, he was fuming and it was damn sure that there would be hell to pay in Sandrock. 
By the time Unsuur left his apartment, Ernest was already writing a hefty letter, reporting the Civil Corps for their ineptitude.  It was a hefty letter, spanning at least three pages. Once that letter was done, he packed his bags hastily as he fought back tears.
For the first time, someone liked him for who he was and not for his wealth. They were kind, sweet and genuine, and they made Ernest a better person, and most importantly, they became that light in his life they were looking for and now that light is gone.
He spent less than an hour getting everything packed and made his way to the train station. He had finished buying the ticket for the next train to Atara when he saw the builder running back to the town. At first he thought it was his mind playing tricks on him, but as they approached, Ernest was able to recognize their form and instinctively ran to them, leaving his bags at the station.
Ernest ran as fast as possible and stopped the builder dead in their tracks. They looked like they had seen better days, but that doesn't matter now, they were right there in front of him and a sense of relief washed over him as he grabbed their hand and ran back to the station, he was now intending to buy a ticket for them and take them to Atara. He wasn't going to let them get hurt again in this town. But thanks to the builder's persuasion he ended up staying in Sandrock for now. However he was still going to send that letter after he edited out the parts where he stated that the builder was dead.
Miguel
Out of all the members of the church, he had to stand on the stage alongside Matilda, who gave out an eulogy for them. Miguel had to do his absolute best to keep it together as per Matilda's request but if it were for him he would've searched for their body instead. Miguel felt absolutely horrible at that moment, feeling as if his heart had been ripped right out of his chest, but perhaps it was the Light giving him the strength to stand there.
Though occasionally during the eulogy, he managed to catch on to comments others said about how he doesn't look devastated to know that his lover is dead. Fools they are, Miguel loves the builder more than anything, except the Light above. If they knew the pain he is going through right now, that ignorant bunch wouldn't dare to say such things. 
Thankfully, the Light performed a miracle in front of his eyes and the builder came in running towards the stage. Once up there they stopped to catch their breath since they had been running the whole way back. But before addressing the concerned citizens they hugged Miguel as tight as possible and in return Miguel let go of his typical decorum and simply broke down in tears as he held on to them for dear life. He didn't care if it made him look unbecoming of a minister to break down like this but his beloved builder was back and that was all that mattered.
 However he made sure to give the Civil Corps a stern lecture on safety procedures as well as on rescue procedures since he didn't want this to happen again.
Owen
How the hell did Justice allow something like this to happen? If Justice promised to keep them safe out on missions and he couldn't even do that? It was a simple request and Justice fucked it up. That day as soon as Justice came by to tell him the unfortunate news Owen broke down. He didn't know if he should cry or be angry. He didn't even let Justice finish talking and he was already screaming at Justice to leave the Blue Moon. It was rather rare to see Owen like this and even Grace who witnessed the whole thing. 
It was only a matter of seconds before Owen would start throwing things at Justice but luckily he ran off before Owen could throw a salt shaker at him. 
 Once Justice was gone, Owen dropped to his knees and began to cry inconsolably. Grace on the other hand was at a loss, she didn't know what to do with him at that moment since she obviously knew the builder was alright and she had to go meet up with them soon. So Grace suggested that they close the Blue Moon for the day since Owen wasn't in any condition to handle customers today. Somehow she managed to convince him and accompany Owen back to his place. 
Owen was silent on the way back to his house, except a few sobs here and there. Though it was a short walk he wanted to pretend he hadn't cried just moments ago, despite looking like a mess.  As soon as Grace shut the door she could hear Owen screaming and throwing things around his house. It devastated her to see him in this state but she couldn't do anything to comfort him for now. 
About half an hour later, Burgess knocks on Owen's door and surprisingly Owen opens the door telling the poor Burgess to leave without even hearing what he has to say. Still he insisted Owen came by the outdoor stage because Matilda would be giving an eulogy for them soon. Owen remained quiet as he closed the door on Burgess's face. 
After some consideration he washed his face and fixed himself to look presentable enough and headed out. Matilda's eulogy was lovely and Owen couldn't help but sob the whole time. Coincidentally Grace came back and stood next to him. She tried to cryptically let him know that the builder was on their way but he was too distraught to catch on and simply dismissed her comments as words of comfort. 
Thankfully the builder didn't take too long in coming back to town, and they were going to head to the stage but before that, the builder felt a pair of strong arms take hold of them and wrap them in a hug. It was Owen, and he was crying of joy seeing that the builder was there with him. Him being happy was an understatement, Owen was beyond ecstatic. He was holding the builder in his arms and refused to let them go, despite the builder trying to break free from his grip. 
Still though he was mad at Justice for what happened and if it weren't for Owen's busy schedule he would've gone and accompanied them in future Civil Corps missions just as a safety precaution. Or more likely Owen carried the builder so they don't get tired or hurt in any way. But he has to handle the Blue Moon so that only can happen in his dreams.
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i'm never giving up on you — vinsmoke sanji
word count. 1.2k words
summary. sanji teaches you how to cook. chaos soon ensues.
tags. just pure fluff tbh, sanji is Whipped but when is he not
warnings. vague descriptions of minor injuries (knife cut), not proofread 😬
a/n. ive never written for sanji (and any one piece character other than law if im being honest) before so if its a little ... pls forgive me hajdhhahs also the title is a bit angsty ... dont blame me tho i just got it from a list of fluff lines prompts SKDKSKKS anyways enjoy!! <3
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You watch Sanji from behind the bar, utterly fascinated by how he seems to glide all around the kitchen with purpose. Like he knows exactly what he needs to do. Every move, every flick of the wrist, there is intent so precise in them, you begin to wonder just how he manages to do it.
And so you ask.
“How do you do it?”
Sanji lowly hums, bringing the heat of the stove down before turning to where you’re sitting in the kitchen’s bar. He places both of his hands on the marble surface. He leans over, tall figure towering over you more than he normally would. “Do what?”
A weird feeling starts bubbling in the depths of your gut. You try to ignore it to the best of your abilities, but it's hard when Sanji's staring down at you, his eyes both intense and comforting at the same time. You feel so seen, and raw under his gaze.
It makes you squirm in your seat, just barely, and it would've gone unnoticeable to anyone else. But Sanji takes note of this and backs off a little.
You clear your throat.
"The cooking." you say, voice firm. But you realize that it might sound weird, might make you look a little dumb, so you try to explain.
"I mean, I know you've been learning about it your whole life and everything but I guess I meant, like, how are you so good at it? No that's not right. What i'm trying to say is- you know what, never mind. Forget i-"
"Hey, love, it's ok." he chuckles, an amused smile on his lips. "I get what you mean, alright? No need to get all worked up." His hands find yours, and only then do you realize that you're shaking, and your hand is freezing under his warmth. He plays around with your hand for a bit, drawing circles on your palm and rubbing the hills of your knuckles. The soft pads of his fingertips on your skin helps you calm down. The shaking stops.
"Right," you take a breath, following a quiet "Sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about, love." Sanji mutters. He plants a kiss on your forehead and you flush a bright red. He turns back towards the stove and continues cooking, "And to answer your question, old man Zeff and the crappy cooks at Baratie helped a lot."
Everything becomes a blur to you after that. Your mind tunes it all out, including Sanji. You don't mean to, but it's inevitable with the way he's standing right now, body positioned in such a way that lets you see what he's cooking and a side of his face. And it is truly a sight for sore eyes.
Sanji is pretty. you think. you're sure of it. Sanji is pretty like this. When he talks about what he's passionate about, what he loves. You decide that you want to see more of it.
His lips don't stop moving and your mind is filled with thoughts of how they might feel. How soft they would be against yours.
"I can try teaching you, if you'd like?"
Your train of thought is cut off by this and you agree with a nod, still in a daze and not really sure of what you're getting yourself into. Sanji beams. He wordlessly guides you to the other side of the kitchen, hand lightly gripping your waist, and grabs an extra apron for you to wear.
You glance at him as he helps you tie a knot over your back before swiftly taking a step in front of you.
"Are you ready, y/n-san?" He smiles.
You tilt your head to the side, unsure.
"Yes?"
As it turns out, you weren't ready. At all.
The next thirty or so minutes that follow is what you would consider either the best or worst experience in your life.
Sanji chooses to teach you a meal he learned when he was a kid, one of the first that Zeff taught him. "It'll be fun" he says, "It's really simple, love, practically foolproof."
And though you begin to feel the anxiety creep up, you believe him. You don't have a single beat of doubt on sanji.
He hovers around you like a butterfly. He's attentive and guides you through each and every step with an imaginary encouraging hand on your back, giving you tips here and there.
But it all comes spiraling downwards when he wraps his arms around you, placing his hand over yours that's holding the knife. He opens his mouth to say something, possibly lecture you about how to properly slice the piece of vegetable, but the words are caught in his throat as he realizes what he has done.
A slight turn of his head and he is met by the sight of you. Mouth ajar similarly to his, a few beats of silence ensues.
His mere presence alone can suffocate you, but now that you are standing this close to him, you realize the true gravity of his effects on you.
You aren't sure what you should do next. You aren't sure if you should lean in, turn around and get comfortable, speak. You aren't sure of anything. Only that you're with him, sharing this moment, between the four walls that he's most comfortable in.
Sanji's grip on your hand loosens, lowering down to your waist. You're completely encased in his arms now. You shift around, your body taking a mind of its own as you try to get comfortable in his hold.
And then, it happens.
You yelp as you drop the knife onto your fingers. Tears welling in your eyes, you check and see that your fingers are (luckily) still intact. But the knife digs just enough into the flesh that you now have a wound on three of your fingers.
It fucking stings. Is all you can think of. But you can't bring yourself to act on the pain.
Sanji is initially taken aback. he's frozen, seeing some blood starting to seep out of your skin, but he reminds himself that you are in pain and you need his help. He snaps out of his daze quickly, and he rushes you to the sink.
You don't say anything as Sanji cleans your wound for you. He's whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he rubs the soap and rinses your hand. He urges you to take a seat on the bar again while he grabs the bandages he kept in one of the kitchen drawers in case an accident happened. It doesn't take long for him to wrap the small piece of fabric around your injured fingers.
He shifts his seat closer to you right after, his fingers dancing around the skin over your arm. "You okay, y/n-san?" He murmurs.
You nod, "It wasn't that deep anyway."
There's a soft smile on your lips as you two face each other, and Sanji takes this as your unspoken token of gratitude. He smiles back, equally soft and warm.
"We can try this again next time, you know..." Sanji trails off. You find this endearing, really, when his suave charm from earlier is being worn down and replaced by this unfamiliar bashfulness.
"Yeah?" You say, brows slightly raised.
"Yeah." He replies, "We can do this as many times as you want, love, I'm never giving up on you."
You flush red, again. It's your body's automatic response to Sanji's antics, no matter how small or grand, at this point. You avoid his gaze, bringing a hand up to shove him lightly on the shoulder. "You're so dramatic."
Soft laughter erupts from the two of you.
This is nice. Everything is nice when Sanji is around.
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a/n. hi .. lowkey hated the ending but i was rushing by that point so i deeply apologize GDJDHSH likes n rbs r highly appreciated and feel free to leave ur thoughts on my asks!! <3
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hello dear friends and followers. i have decided to start this year by initiating the seventh (is it the sixth? i choose to believe seventh) relisten of the mabel podcast and to share it with you all in this blog. i will go very slowly as to not become completely insane in the head, maybe even one episode a day, and i will gladly share every single moment that makes me run into a pit of lava. if you would like to avoid spoilers or you think im annoying, you can block my detailed tag. this will be beautiful for me and puzzling for many.
mabel, episode one: the letters. in which nothing becomes clear
anna limon normalest girl in the woarld ^-^
we never did find out who anna got mabels number from huh. does anyone have theories?
BABYGIRL sorry. i love her
the music in season one goes SO hard
"i hope you haven't gotten my last two messages um or i mean or i hope theres a good reason you haven't gotten my last two messages like maybe um youre in a tour of europe or something not like i hope you're dead in a ditch somewhere...yeah uh thats really weird im sorry" WOMAN WITH PROBLEMS NUMBER ONE
anna starts fictionalizing mabel in like minute six. shes so. i wont her
just water and echoes and silence ....
the scripts and audio are so different in the first couple seasons it can get a bit annoying and it doesnt really function as a transcript but i also like getting two versions of the same deal a lot
the liminality of her life. its not even about the job though. shes always lived like this, in between worlds, always a stranger. her life was never something that belonged to her, really.
THE BRAIN-ATTIC...where mabel lived, still buzzing !!! "its like being inside something alive, like being inside a heart"
im a little bit obsessed with the box saying 1986 on it...this show rejects all linear and conventional time, its so rare to get a real world date. why is this one here? we don't even know for sure mabel WAS born in 1986. but if she was, what does it mean for it to be written in the box of letters ??? AND were there just two boxes, did sally make a mistake, or did something inside her want anna to see the letters!!!
SALLY SCREAMING LIKE SOMETHING INHUMAN LIKE A FOX UGH ill have more to say about this on ep7 when mabel brings it up but just know it makes me sick in the head
"she stopped screaming, eventually. eventually she let me touch her again. she looked up at me and said, I’M GOING INTO THE GROUND FOR YOU...
...and then she said it again, and again and again, IM GOING INTO THE GROUND FOR YOU, like that, like it meant something else, something... important."
"AND THEN IT WAS JUST ME AND THE BOX. WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE? I WENT STRAIGHT FOR IT. THERE IS NO VERSION OF THIS STORY IN WHICH I DON'T GO STRAIGHT FOR IT" MY GOD.....!!! it tells you everything from episode one
the red lipstick kiss + the reallyred lips next episode im a bloodymouth luna truther. thats not lipstick thats her soups
the voice of mabel martin is BEEP you will always be famous
man imagine being little sixteen year old andy in september of 2020 turning on an episode for a new podcast thats been on her list for like a year just trying it out while doing the dishes or something. and then having it change your life forever. god. this is all so special to me. ok see you tomorrow for the second instalment of this epic saga. will become more and more incoherent as we go along
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NO WAAAYYY YOUR NEW WIP 😭😭😭😭 YOURE TRYING TO KILL US !!!!!
and about music he listens to it's so hard for me to decide some genre i've listened to all the shane playlists on spotify and i can't decide
what about you????
-🫶 anon
ok so first off to my non stardew followars (sorry) im gonna start tagging everything with #sdv posting so u can blaclklist. love u
answer under the readmore to save u all from the harmful psychic rays of my thoughts
i habe been thinking about the answer to this question for SOOOO LONGGGGG because i feel this has layers like here's all the different factors I have to consider
[and willfully ignore because hes my wet pathetic doll i can do whatever i want with]
1. stardew takes place in like the 80's yeah? 🤔🤔🤔 i ignore this one most of the time. giving them cellphones is funny. its the 2020s they all just have bad cell service and dial up still
2. emilys 8 heart event shane dresses like a punk. Dude gives off "i wanted to be a goth in middle school but couldnt afford tripp pants from the mall but now im an adult and too lazy to try" vibes. maybe his music taste reflects this
3. Umm he's "old" Lol (affectionate) I see him like late 30's early 40's...
4. But is he like COOL old or THINKS hes cool old (important distinction you have surely been around both types of men before and know the difference)
these are all of the factors i have to consider when choosing what music he would listen to.. the like "game takes place during the 80s" thing is the rule i play fast and loose. I only care about it if its funny contextually. usually its funnier if its not the case. Anyways onto the actual headcanons
I think shane would have pretty bad taste in music but once u are friends with him he's open to listening to new stuff and if you show him something new he hadn't heard before he'd say "Huh you're kind of weird aren't you 😏" making fun of you for it but secretly he'd think it was good/ he is def open to listening to new stuff. He secretly does like old school country as well. Noone knows this. You discover john denver/johnny cash cds buried under his bed (he listens to them to feel cool)
I think he would believe he had an eccentric music taste but then you'd go through his collection and its like... weezer. rhcp. maybe some metal. and ur like. This is Dad Rock Radio Tier and he'd be like "WHAT green day isnt dad rock" (i dont believe this yet but id say it to him anyway to make him mad. you understand)
you'd show him some shit like roswell kid and he'd go crazy for it even though its kinda cheesy. also he's randomly into stuff like aphex twin too.
I feel compelled to make him listen to the music i like but i know that that's wishful thinking. he's a dork that's why i like him. i might have to compound on this later when my brain works better (it takes me several weeks to form a single creative thought)
I haven't listened to any shane spotify playlists maybe i should... i do have my own playlist of songs that REMIND me of him but not necessarily stuff i think he'd listen to. I'm too embarrassed to post this 😈
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lol i don't mean they learned everything about misogyny from the west, i just meant it wasn't brought up much before they interacted more with the west. they obviously learned more about it in korea and feminists in korea. not saying the feminism movement isn't a movement there. i'm from the east, specifically india, which i've noticed is culturally similar in many ways to korea, i know feminism is a thing here and we don't learn feminism from westerners. just that some of us don't become aware of it so much until some interaction with the west where it's brought up all the time, like myself and my family. until i started becoming involved in political communities on the internet and learned about the misogyny prevalent in the west, i assumed this was the standard in the west simply because i became so aware of it because of the west.
sorry, ranting a bit because i saw @kpoplesbianism in the notes of my first ask say i was hinting that easterners learn about problematic stuff from the west, and that was xenophobia, and no. absolutely not. i am not xenophobic against my own fucking people. and i never said asian people or anyone from the east only learns about stuff from the fucking west. our own feminist movements have always been here, and have especially grown quite a lot in the last few years. i was talking from my own experience, and referring only to those of us wh happened to be made aware by the west. i was referring specifically to bts, due to the timeline of them becoming aware of their past misogyny aligning with them gaining more fans in the west who noticed it and were great enough in number to bring it to their attention.
about the rapper misogyny thing, yeah, i agree, since it's so prevalent in rap
I feel a bit weird about being in the middle of this ehh also to clarify I AM from the west so like. not the best person to talk about this? idk maybe because im also not too knowledgable about all this. also idk if this will like notify the user you tagged but if so then.... yeah idk this is a bit awkward um talk to each other instead
that said I think I understand what you mean dont worry. i understand you were only talking about your own experiences, and if bts got most of their backlash from their western audience like you said then ok! like feminism is perhaps (I dont know enough on this im more like speculating) a "bigger" movement here but its also more watered down I feel so its like, pointless that it is anyways. and I think where our opinions differ is when it comes to if we can hold jungkook accountable because I still think he should know better even if I also give him the benefit of doubt that he is clueless on this, not because he is from South Korea but because hes a clueless person lol. we already know he is at best ignorant since he performed at the world cup so.
but I guess what you mean is like, jungkook thinks that in the west you cant openly be misogynistic without so much backlash etc that it wouldnt happen anymore and thats why he blindly trusts even a male rapper to rap about having sex with several women. sure I guess. even thought that'd be stupid of him then sure. like he went "ok I guess thats okay then" but thats not enough of an excuse for me because he should know by his own that that is disgusting and not okay and objectifying like it shouldn't be about what is deemed okay or not it should be his own values and common sense.
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arttrampbelle · 1 year
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Could i plz have some shang tsung kontent that doesn't involve him shipped with random characters (i mean really random. 99.99% of the roster genuinely hates him so him fucking them makes no sense. They would kill him in a heartbeat and would rather die. So wtaf). Because y'all so deprived in life?
(Also nobody in mortal kombats lore likes shang tsung. He is the biggest bastard. As we love him for it. So no. Him being with any canon characters makes no fucking sense at all. Period)
Could i have some x readers that doesn't involve other characters in how you meet? Like it feels like an oc at that point. The only characters that could introduce you. Would be if they are working for shang tsung. And no its not the storm bros. No its not any of the "good" guys. It would be a shadow priest,a shokan,a black dragon merc,shit like that.
(If you are doing an oc. Plz tag and label that properly. I dont mind shang if he's with an oc. Or hell id rather take a non mk character. Weird. But ok. But anyone and everyone in the mk roster hates him so no)
Could i have some actually decent fucking kontent?
Other characters get more respect and decent kontent.
Why do you do that to shang tsung if you guys "supposedly" like him? Or like mortal kombat.
Do y'all play the games? Do y'all care about the lore?
Or are you casual? Its fine if you are. Just state so. I dont wanna assume you are a huge fan and then go off. And then you say you dont know something. Then it feels embarrassing that i just info dumped on you and i feel like a weirdo.
Like i dont wanna waste my time with people that dont genuinely wanna get into something that i love. And i wanna actually engage with people without having to jump around hoops. And jump thru hurdles trying to explain shit.
And waste my time with people who don't respect him. And mr. Cary hiroyuki tagawa as well. (Because i swear you guys really don't.)
But also respect shangs character as a whole,outside of mr tagawas performances over the years. Because he exists outside of him. Tho he is most known and all fans agree HE IS SHANG TSUNG. But still other actors and interpretations exist. Like his character is grossly misinterpreted.
Like he's either too soft when he doesn't need to be. Too rough where it shouldn't be.
No balance.
Like imho the yandere fic writers know how to write him.
The villain/antagonist fuckers know how to write him.
Hell some monster fuckers know how to write him.
If the roster didn't hate this sneky mofo so much sure. I wouldn't be mad at the dumb shipping. Because its just that.
But its the fact they do. And that it makes no sense. Even in best case scenarios.
Shang hates them,they hate shang. It wouldn't work. Like people don't get it thru their skulls. That SHANG TSUNG IS A BASTARD VILLAIN THAT IS ONE BADASS DANGEROUS MOFO! (Again we love him for his atrocities. We dont demonize him,we even cheer when he gets karma. We also love him BECAUSE HE IS AN EVIL SORCERER BINCH) ok?! Like god damn.
You can make shang tsung sweet without uwufying him. You can make him an asshole without taking away his integrity.
This wont stop people unfortunately. And people think with their dicks,literal and metaphorical. And genuinely dont care about a character as long as they get their jimmys wet.
But whatever.
I guess im asking too much from people to give genuine respect to a character. Let alone a series that is happy part of my childhood and a series that i love deeply for 18 fucking yrs.
Sorry for this rant but im so sick of genuinely bastard villains in the hands of people who don't like them. Or genuinely understand them.
Im sick of people who say they love shang tsung as a character but only care if he's with their "safe" blorbo.
They wanna defang the fucking snake and it pisses me off.
Im done venting. You don't have to like me. But plz try to listen where im coming from as a fan. As someone who has seen the death and decay of fandoms in real time.
Try to listen to where im coming from plz. It sucks when you love a character and others dont really care about it like you do.
It sucks when you feel so damn alone when talking about problems with fans.
And it sucks loving a character and series that people genuinely don't really care about and is so superficial and surface level.
It bothers me. I know it shouldn't but it does.
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netflix witcher truly made the funniest decisions wrt jaskier bc like. im reading the books now and i’ve played a fair bit of the wild hunt and listen dandelion is fruity as hell and geralt is also clearly not straight but they rly do not come across as anything other than friends, but having jaskier b like. desperately following him around hoping for a shred of affection and then geralt outwardly claiming not to like him but being so visibly fond of him anyway like none of this was necessary sdkfkdf they chose to do it this way.
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Bad news guys im doing timeline math and im pretty sure holmes and watson are 27-28 and 24-25 respectively in study in scarlet
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hi im not done thinking about the empty house actually, it's in the fact that the title literally references the setting of morans arrest but also the emptiness of baker st itself without holmes and watson. and within that, the idea of holmes and watson in baker st as A Complete Home despite the gender and family norms of the time. idk. much to think about
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Ok so we all know how the amazing devil lyrics use a lot of recurring Themes and Motifs, well a few wks ago i made a table to try and get like a visual overview of all the songs' connections to each other, and im still working on a good way to display that bc its A Lot. But in the meantime i dropped all 59 threads i was following into a perchance generator so u can get ur own tad vibes songwriting prompts!
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hey whats up idk how many of yall r in ireland but if anyone wants 2 tickets to mcr at kilmainham hospital (dublin) on may 24th, i cant use them so i have to resell, just dm me and we’ll sort it out :)
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i wrote this entire thing out and then my tumblr decided to refresh on its own and i cant remember what i said now oops
some of my favourite album covers r electric ladyland by jimi hendrix, heroes by david bowie, both speaking in tongues and remain in light by talking heads, scared to dance by skids, in the aeroplane over the sea by neutral milk hotel !!, london calling by the clash, basically joy division's entire discography, lionheart by kate bush, desire by bob dylan and let it be by the beatles (idk why when its like one of the least interesting beatles covers i just like it)
the first album that comes to mind with a cover i dont like is faith by the cure its just kinda boring and gives me nothing and it kinda looks like a toe to me (speaking ill of the cure physically hurts me but im sorry it had to be said). i cant actually think of very many other album covers i dislike actually but im sure i will probably think of some the minute i send this ask lmao.
my next questions for you are: do you collect anything? and if so, whats the thing in your collection that means the most to you and why?
sincerely
your secret rocker santa ( i think i had a dinosaur emoji the first time but i cant remember now.. anyways 🦕)
also you mentioned wilco and i wanna ask do u know the album they did w billy bragg of the unrecorded woody guthrie songs? bc thats one of my favourite albums of all time but i dont rly think ive heard much else of wilcos stuff so maybe i should check them out. ok bye
GOD I HATE WHEN TUMBLR DOES THAT!! so so annoying!! but great choices :)
and yes! i collect cds and buttons <3 it’s hard to choose a favourite cd but i guess the one that means the most to me is tim by the replacements (i know i just said in my last message that i hate the cover lol but the album is SO good) because it was one of the first cds i got and now like 4 or 5 years later i’m still insane about them. as for buttons it’s a really tough choice i have a lot of great ones. but my top ones are: ‘i’m an undocumented feature!’, my pink triangle pin, one with king arthur on it that i just am really endeared by for some reason, ‘they’ve had it!’, and a vintage virgo pin. i might have pics of these in my pins tag.
and yes!! mermaid avenue is one of my favourite albums ever!! it is SOOOO good i was obsessed with it for many many years. the rest of wilco’s discography is pretty good but tbh i mostly just like them cause i grew up listening to them. that said! if u want to listen to wilco their best albums are being there and summerteeth (i have had so many intense summerteeth phases good god). a.m. is also good. the rest of their albums are either really weird or mildly good. or both. yankee hotel foxtrot is their biggest hit but a bit overrated imo. sky blue sky is good! so that’s all my wilco opinions.
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oh my god I've thought you and chocolatefcker were 2 different people for more than a year im losing my mind rn LSHSK im sorry for the misunderstanding btw
Oh don’t worry at all ❤️. halfway thru spring I think I realized ppl prob wouldn’t be able to tell that I’m the same person and only then did I write in my bio that my main’s chocolatkfer
4 notes - Posted September 10, 2022
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JINX HAS FAINT ABS SEND POST
5 notes - Posted September 7, 2022
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OK!!! So you know how originally everyone thought that Mike betrayed Spamton? However when this tweet happened it became clear that Mike is someone Spamton doesn’t want the ‘Cathode Crew’ to find about?
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THIS ENTIRELY PUTS THE BIG SHOT LYRICS INTO A NEW LIGHT
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15 notes - Posted November 17, 2022
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Oh my god (sorry for deltarune posting so much buttt) I just realized that this
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Is probably just his spam messages that he used the send Noelle? Not actually dess? I’m not 100% sure. On the other hand maybe it IS dess and he got connected to her by trying the send the spam messages? Honestly now we just know that this happens NOT because of the entity on the phone, but because of spamtons connections with Noelle
22 notes - Posted September 18, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
NOPE SPOILERS BELOW!!
I watched Nope a while ago with friends and can’t get it out of my mind. The movie rich in themes and has much to offer, but one of my (and prob most ppls) favorite things to analyze would of course be Jean Jacket herself. (warning: this is really fucking long)
One of my fav types of characters/plot lines/objects etc are ones that distinctly can be viewed and analyzed in more than one way. A popular example would…. Lmao flowey the flower in undertale (but this ain’t about him rn). The characters in Nope state multiple times that Jean Jacket is a predator/animal and has the instincts of one. This is further held up by the Gordy parallel. But Jean Jacket can also be understood as the camera, as the all-seeing and consuming eye of Hollywood and audiences. By looking at Jean Jacket in these two ways, then adding the analyses together, we come to interesting conclusions about the camera as a predator.
Jean Jacket as the territorial and predatory animal
I’m sure everyone came away with this idea in mind after watching the movie. I mean legit it’s stated directly in the movie.
The Gordy incident is very similar to the JJ plot, however it’s a very simplified version. During the flashbacks we never see Gordy when he’s not on a rampage - he never look him in the eyes when he’s just a trained animal. This ties into the ‘don’t look into it’s eyes’ concept, but also it ties into respect and acknowledgement. It’s not that we don’t look into his eyes before the incident, it’s that we don’t see him at ALL even though he technically was supposed to be in the frame of the camera. (This will come back later.) Only after the incident the monkey, the actual monkey, is acknowledged. Here the animal is much more a force of nature than truly predatory or territorial - the set wasn’t really his territory, he didn’t eat any of the actors etc - something just set him off and he started attacking. It’s unexpected and unexplainable to the victims.
The coworker of Jupe’s tries to run, but his behaviour is interesting. First of all in trying to defend yourself from monkeys facing directly towards them and yelling probably won’t deescalate the situation. Again, the nature of the animal wasn’t thought of before shooting. But on a thematic it’s interesting that he talks to Gordy like he’s talking to another human. HIS NATURE ISN’T ACKNOWLEDGED. Trying to push nature, animals, anything that can’t (or even those that can) be tamed into the spotlight and twisting it into a spectacle will lead to your downfall.
The standing upright shoe accents Jupe’s experience. A bad miracle. He HAS felt the consequences of Hollywood in his being forgotten, his trauma being twisted, but he’s always had something worse to compare it to in the back of his mind. He hasn’t actually felt the animalistic, the gore-y consequences (he wasn't actually attacked remember?). He knows his behavior can bite him in the ass at some point, but he doesn’t truly think it a possibility. He was always waiting for the "other shoe to drop", but the bad miracle itself made him feel above it. Gordy coming up to him under the table and not attacking was a bad miracle, one that put into his head the idea that he would be ok. He himself was never noticed or acknowledged properly and here he is, being acknowledged by Gordy. Being spared by him. He (while probably not consciously) feels special.
Now into the territorial behaviour of not JJ, but the other humans. Here the key comparison is Jupe VS OJ. And a little bit of Em.
Jupe is the prime example. He’s new to the area, but claims it as his own. He’s not truly a cowboy, but makes money off of it. When his plastic horse statue was stolen, he sent his children (first of all wtf) as a threat to OJ (this threatening behaviour come back in JJ). Then we have OJ. He’s also (in a sense) territorial, but it’s never shown to be a negative thing to others; Em only worries about HIM not surviving by staying at the ranch. He never threatens anyone. He simply is keeping their family's legacy safe. He’s simply taking care of his horses. He is the actual cowboy, not Jupe.
Em is only is connected to the animal theme by her ‘never being looked in the eye’ by her father. Instead of it being connected to a negative trait however, it’s connected to her struggle for acknowledgment (something that’s tied into her taking her horse Jean Jacket). (All of these traits and comparisons come back later).
Now of course onto the behaviour of Jean Jacket. She absolutely is just a wild animal. Like that’s one of the hugest points of the movie. She hid in that cloud, not wanting to be seen, like every other predator. She was “trained” by Jupe to expect food there. When she ate the fake horse, she went there early. Now if she went for 1) revenge or 2) just because she was hungry is not knowable. If the former was true (she was mad about the fake horse) then the siblings are veryyy responsible for the Star Lasso event. That doesn’t truly fit into the themes of the work, so it’s most likely the latter. Jupe made himself be known as a source for food, and then he + others became... the SOURCE for food (lmao). Animals are unknowable. You can’t control their behavior even when you think you have them tamed. Another aspect of Jean Jacket’s behavior is the fact she views the area as her territory. AND she doesn’t view the siblings as food… but why? It’s cuz she views them as a threat to her territory. Someone had posted (if u can find their post pls send it so I can credit this idea properly) that JJ’s behavior at the end of the film was similar to performative behavior of predatory animals protecting their territory. Thus her bowel movement after the Star Lasso event was similar to how predators mark their territory- thru excrement/urine.
Overall the comparisons between Gordy and Jean Jacket showcase the impossibility of taming forces of nature and the consequences of believing yourself powerful and special enough to do so. You get eaten.
JEAN JACKET AS THE PREDATORY CAMERA
NOW!! The second part of the analysis is more symbolic. JEAN JACKET LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE AN EYE. The alien merch and costumes look like the cameras from the Gordy set. When you put the implications from the predatory behaviour together with the fact that JJ is Hollywood it get real interesting.
Jupe for years has tried to make himself more and more marketable (more...digestible haha) to the public. It’s borne from his trauma and due to the system he’s in. He tries to “fist bump”, to feed this terrible force that’s only taken from him - the camera, the audience. On the other hand he’s been taking and taking from siblings, just like how the system, how Hollywood has slowly been taking their livelihood away, showcasing just how much he's become like the industry . The audience as an animal reacts negatively to being seen. Life is performance, and eyes have been watching from the clouds for forever. Their father was literally tokenized!!
Spectacle is a force hard to reason with. Hollywood is hard to tame. The only way to defeat it is to let in consume it’s own bloated deeds (Jupe’s huge ass balloon). But instead of letting their experience be forgotten, for the repressed trauma from it to dictate the rest of their lives (Jupe) OR instead of trying to capture it for their own selfish needs (the director), they have just one picture… to prove that it happened.
OJ and Emerald have been through so much. They have been forgotten as has what’s been done to them. This photographic proof serves as an acknowledgment of their suffering and bravery.
This is the reason why Gordy and JJ reacting negatively throughout the movie to being filmed isn’t brought up here. It’s a theme that respecting nature is vital. But here JJ isn’t just a misunderstood animal. JJ as the camera has done harm to the siblings similar to how Hollywood has, and Jupe has. It must be acknowledged.
22 notes - Posted October 2, 2022
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