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iloveseung-gi · 1 year
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I’ve recently completed 3 romance series. Here’s the lowdown:
She Would Never Know:
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I loved the lead male character. He was cute and patient and romantic and endlessly chased her. I hated that the lead female character broke up with him, but I can understand why she did it. This opened the door for a little payback, he making her chase after him. It ends well for the majority of the people.
Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha:
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They each liked the other, but wouldn’t accept it. But bickering or not, they were very cute together. The other characters are very funny /quirky, and lovable. There’s a few tearjerker scenes as well, so have your box of tissues on hand. Out of the three series, this is my favorite!
Strongest Delivery Man:
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I had started it many months prior, and just couldn’t get into it. But months later, in a different frame of mind, and being able to bypass the first several (already watched) slow episodes, I really enjoyed it. My only complaint is that the lead female character kept hitting or kicking the lead male character, and that seemed to be just fine by everyone. There’s a bad corporation, forcing family businesses to close so the corporation could take over the building. It was really nice to see rivals come together for the sake of the alleyway and families.
P.S.: Kim Seon-Ho stars in the last 2.
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countzeroor · 4 months
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Anime Review: Our Dating Story
Our Dating Story is almost the opposite of Girlfriend, Girlfriend. More hetrosexual, more chaste, and considerably more monogamous - and possibly more patriarchal.
Our Dating Story: The Inexperienced Me and the Experienced You almost feels like the polar opposite of Girlfriend, Girlfriend. While Girlfriend, Girlfriend is aggressively polyamorous with some hints at bisexuality, Our Dating Story is very monogamous and heterosexual. The other series is very horny, much more horny than the first season, while Our Dating Story is fairly chaste (while being aware…
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ordon-pumpkin · 6 months
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Thinking about Apollo’s crush on Tristan McClean and how wild it would be if they did end up as a couple (for however long it might last.) How would Piper take it? What if he and Tristan had a kid? I feel like Piper would need a long time to process having a half sibling that is Lester’s kid. Obviously he’d be Apollo and not in his Lester form. But most of the time Piper was around Apollo he didn’t look anything like his godly form.
“MY DAD IS DATING LESTER?!?!” - Piper at some point probably.
The unhinged dramady story that is going through my head rn help.
Could be a soap opera but I like the dramady vibes.
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justagalwhowrites · 10 months
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Prompt 91 babyyyyy
OMG Hi Bestie
Thank you so much for sending in this suggestion! I LOVED this prompt and @1soff also shared it.
This is starring Joel and a new FMC who you'll likely be meeting soon (probably this fall?) who Joel calls Goldie. This is going to be a no-outbreak modern AU Joel romantic dramady fic. They were best friends in high school but had a falling out at the end of their senior year and went their separate ways until Goldie moves back to Austin when they're in their early 30s. This scene isn't going to be canon for their story BUT you'll at least get a taste for Joel and Goldie!
Thank you for being here! I hope you like Joel and Goldie! Love you so much!
Pick Me
You and your high school best friend, Joel Miller, reconnect after years apart.
Based on Prompt 91: “Don’t go on that date.” “Why?” “You know why.” “Say it.”
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Pairing: Joel Miller x Female Reader (nicknamed Goldie)
Warnings: None :) No use of Y/N.
Length: 1.8K
“You’re not going to make me like this damn town,” you said, taking a drink off the flask and passing it back to Joel. Your legs were dangling over the rock toward the river below, the stars bright overhead. “Doesn’t matter how many times we try to act like teenagers breaking into the state park, it’s not going to work.” 
“I’ll wear ya down,” he said, taking a drink himself. “If you’re stuck here, may as well try to enjoy it.” 
You sighed, looking out at the Austin skyline as Joel handed the flask back to you. You took another drink. 
This stupid fucking city held what seemed like everything bad that had ever happened to you. Your father, how your mother died, Anna’s descent into addiction that you knew was at least partially your fault. 
But it also had Joel. 
The one, incredibly determined bright spot that had been here even as you tried as hard as you could to run from it. Liking Austin was dangerous. Liking JOEL was dangerous.
“How’s the school treatin’ ya?” He asked after a minute. 
“Pretty good, actually,” you nodded. “Better than Ohio did when I started there.” 
“Fuckin’ Ohio,” Joel said, glancing at you with a sly smile on his lips. You snorted. He held out his hand. “You’re bogarting the booze, Goldie.” 
“What, you think it’s yours or something?” You teased, handing the flask back. 
“Unless your last name is suddenly Miller,” he teased back, tapping the engraved side of it. He took a swig. “But they got you teachin’… fuck, whatever the interesting shit is English professors get to teach?” 
You laughed a little. 
“Yeah,” you said. “I have 18th century British Literature which is a good one for me, anyway. Literature for writers is another one I’m liking so far. Plus some workshops. It’s mostly upperclassmen so they’re all kids who are there because they care about the subject, not just to fulfill some requirements to graduate.
“I think the school is sucking up to me a bit, though,” you said. “I picked a good time to have my life completely implode and need to job hunt. I had some good name recognition from my book. They want to try to keep me around so they’re letting me teach the cool shit instead of needing to work my way up.” 
He nodded slowly and handed you the flask back. You ran your thumb over the engraving, watching his name catch the light of the moon. You took another drink. 
“You’re still too smart to be hangin’ out with me,” he smiled a little. “Not arguin’, just pointin’ out some truths for you.” 
“You’re still too cool to be hanging out with me,” you smiled back. “Think we’re even.” 
“I was never that cool,” he replied. 
“Oh I know,” you laughed. “I was just a huge fucking loser.” 
He laughed at that. You handed him the flask. 
Joel was sitting close to you, so close that your leg sometimes brushed his when it swung out over the water below. His hand brushed yours as he leaned back on the rock, his fingertips slipping into the gaps between your own. You took your hand back and lay down on the stone, looking up at the sky overhead. 
The whiskey had set in, a pleasant buzz running over you as you watched the lights from distant planes flying overhead. You wondered idly where they were going, if the people aboard were excited for vacation or traveling for business or on their way to a funeral. You always wanted to know things like that. It was your curse, that’s what your mother had called it. That you had all these questions about how the people around you moved through the world, like you wanted to crawl inside their skin and live as them for a day, just to see what it was like to occupy the same space as another person, have their heartbeat, feel the creases in their flesh as it existed to them. 
“You ever wonder what would have happened if you’d stayed here after high school?” Joel asked. You looked over at him. He took another drink. “Gone to UT and shit instead of runnin’ off to Columbia?” 
“All the time,” you replied. “But I think about a lot of different versions of myself. In some alternate universe there’s a me who went to Iowa for undergrad and never met fucking Brad…” 
“Fuckin’ Brad,” Joel echoed. You looked up at him and caught a glimpse of his smile. 
“There’s another one who moved to London and never went to college,” you said. “She’s just waiting tables and writing shitty poems in an apartment she shares with three other people. But she’s pretty happy there, so good on her I guess.” 
Joel paused before looking down at you. 
“The version who stayed?” He asked. 
You sighed. 
“I’m really not sure,” you said. “I’m sure we would have stayed friends the whole time instead of falling out of touch…” 
“We weren’t talkin’ when you left,” he said. 
“I know,” you sighed. “But I think we’d have moved past that pretty quick if we were in the same damn city.” 
“Makes sense,” he agreed after a moment. 
“I’m not sure about her beyond that, though,” you said after a moment of quiet.
He was quiet but lay down next to you on the rock, looking up at the stars. His body was warm, even from a few inches away. 
“Missed you, you know,” he said, turning his head to look at you. 
“Missed you, too,” you said, smiling a little back at him before looking back at the stars again. “You know, more than I think about staying here, I wonder what would have happened if we’d never… you know. If we’d just stayed friends.” 
“Yeah?” He said. His eyes were still on you, you could feel him watching you. “What do you think would’ve happened?” 
“I wouldn’t have married fuckin’ Brad,” you laughed. “You’d have seen right through his shit and talked me out of that one real quick.” 
He snorted. 
“I only met the guy once but he was a fuckin’ dick,” he said. 
“See?” You smiled. “I needed someone to point that out to me, I couldn’t see him for what he was. I needed someone who could.” 
“I probably wouldn’t have Sarah,” you heard him frown then. “Shit, that’s weird to think about… I doubt I’d have gone to the bar and hooked up with her mom that night if we’d still been friends.” 
“That whole ripple effect thing,” you sighed. “Change one thing and the whole world shifts. But assuming you would still have Sarah - that girl is inevitable, you cannot deny her. She’d will herself into existence if you weren’t there to help her along - what would be different for you?” 
He laughed a little and then sighed. 
“Might have actually done the community college thing,” he shrugged. “You would have been on my ass about it until I fuckin’ enrolled…” 
“Damn right I would’ve,” you replied. 
“I’d probably have just flunked out though,” he said. “Then I’d have a bunch of loans and nothin’ to show for it.” 
“Damn,” you sighed but smiled slightly, turning your head to look at him. “Who knew I’d be such a bad influence on you.” 
“Nah,” he smiled. “My mom’s never wrong about that shit and she liked you. It’d be good.” 
“Oh, well, if I had Mrs. Miller’s blessing…” you teased. 
You just lay there, looking at each other for a bit, the rock cool below you, the river drowning out the sounds of the city that lay just out of reach on the horizon. There was a knot in your stomach when you looked at Joel for too long, something that seemed to want to dig into you, something that had lingered whenever he came to mind for years. 
“Oh hey,” you said, desperate to have something else to talk about. “How did your date go the other night? The one girl you were doubling with Tommy and Maria with?” 
“Oh,” Joel paused for a moment. “It was fine, I guess, but we didn’t really… I dunno, click or whatever the fuck you wanna call it. We’re not goin’ out again.” 
“She was that bad in bed, eh?” You teased. Even in the dark you caught his frown. 
“Wouldn’t know,” he said. “Didn’t fuck her.” 
“Really?” You frowned a bit, surprised. “Well, good for you.” 
“Feel like you’re implyin’ somethin’ about my dating history, Goldie,” he smiled a little. 
“Just that you’re good at charming the pants off your dates,” you smiled back. “Which I’d think most men would take as a compliment.” 
“Yeah, well,” he shrugged, going quiet again. 
He was so close to you, so close it felt dangerous.
“Still talkin’ to that one guy?” Joel asked. “What’s his name?” 
“Eric?” You asked. “The guy whose texts I showed you to see if you thought he was a whack job?” 
“That’s the one,” Joel laughed a little. 
“Yeah, actually,” you smiled a bit. “We’re going out this weekend, some concert he wants to see. Who cares as long as it gets me out of my damn apartment…” 
“Don’t go on that date,” Joel cut you off. 
“Why?” You breathed, your heart pounding against your ribs. The sad, homesick longing you’d had for him for what felt like your entire life was sharp and hot inside your stomach. 
“You know why.” 
“Say it.”
“I love you, Goldie,” he said, looking at you so intently that you could feel it in your blood. “I’ve loved you since were fuckin’ 16 years old and…” 
“Don’t do this to me, Joel,” your voice broke as you said it. “Don’t treat me like one of the girls you date where you say whatever it is you say to them to get them into bed…” 
“You think that’s what this is?” He rolled onto his side so he was looking down at you, his body just inches from your own. “That any of that shit wasn’t to make up for not havin’ you when you left?” 
“That’s not…” you began but he cut you off. 
“You’re it for me,” he said. “Knew it when we were 16 years old, knew it on prom night, knew it the day you left town. 
“Don’t go out with that fuckin’ guy. He seems… fine. He does, Goldie. He seems better than fuckin’ Brad but Jesus, you deserve so much better than fine. Let me try to be somethin’ close to what you deserve. Don’t go on that date.” 
“Joel,” you breathed. 
“Don’t go on that date.”
“I won’t,” you said softly. “I’ll…” 
And, for the first time in 14 years, your best friend kissed you, his hand slipping around to the back of your head, pulling your face closer to his own as his lips met yours all soft and sweet. It left you breathless when he pulled away. 
“Good,” he said. “That’s… good."
"Yeah," you said. "I think it is."
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countessravengrey · 2 months
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I did it, y'all. Chapter 2: "A Cute Meet" is up! Thank you to everyone who has read, given kudos, and left comments so far. I'm replying as I'm able, which will happen when I get back in town and can get to my computer.
Explicit | Romantic Dramady
Alternate Universe - No Powers; Omegaverse
CW: Angst, Trauma (more info in notes sections)
James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
The music grew louder and clearer as Steve stepped through the door, and he was relieved to find it was not as loud as he thought when hearing it from outside. He recognized the song, but he couldn’t place his finger on it. All thoughts of music, however, fled his mind as he caught an intense scent: distressed Omega...in heat? No, it was the enticing scent of an Omega on the verge of their heat, soured by anger, anxiety....shame? Steve’s nose wrinkled. It was faint, faded and aired out, the kind of thing you only caught if you were an Alpha, but the notes of the scent were complex, like a decadent fruit tart with rich overtones of toffee. But the scent was marred by an acrid metallic tang, like licking battery acid. Something, or likely someone, had made an Omega very angry.
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ashofalltime · 2 years
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Drawing the cast of my Supernatural Romantic Dramady Webcomic as images from their pinterest board every day until Haunted Heartache Drops: Day 1/10
Haunted Heartache is a supernatural romantic dramady starring headstrong paranormal enthusiast Charlotte Gold and her group of ghost-hunting friends. When a powerful demon shows up in their small New England town, Charlotte is forced to choose between putting her friends in danger to save innocent lives, and giving up on ghost hunting forever.
Read Haunted Heartache on webtoons, tapas, and hauntedheartache.com on October 5th!
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Jenna Ortega and her "Wednesday" co-Star Percy Hynes White just wrapped up the shooting for their romantic dramady "Winter Spring Summer or Fall" directed by Tiffany Paulsen.
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cactihierophant · 2 years
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What the BBC:Merlin characters' fav movie genres are based on vibes alone
Arthur: Rom-coms. I mean take one look at that boy and tell me he hasn't memorized every confession scene ever. He's a romantic at heart, and kind of annoying about it. Look at the way he looks at Gwen. I mean c'mon
Merlin: indie/ cult classics. Curious by nature and loves to make fun of people (mostly good natured). He's got hipster written all over his medieval skinny jeans
Gwen: She's an animated movie queen. Upbeat, and happy. She could be a Disney princess and we all know it
Morgana: before she went grimdark, found family adventure. After, elevated horror. But I think she still would have a secret soft spot for movies she watched with Arthur or Gwen
Uther: John Wayne. Self explainatory
Gaius: classic hollywood and nature documentaries. Also self explainatory
Killgarah: 80s/90s high fantasy, but he would say that he doesn't watch movies bc he's a bitch
Gwaine: buddy comedies like the hangover or girls trip. Also he is a total 2000s teen clique movie guy. He has a good sense of humor but also kinda immature
Leon: look, I am so sorry to say this, but .. Leon is a Star Wars guy. He definitely has been Obi-Wan for at least one costume party. I know it's not a genre, but it is the truth
Elyan: Studio Ghibli. He's a passionate but sweet guy. Definitely gives me shonen protag vibes. Loves a a good found family. He and Gwen for sure watched My Neighbor Totoro over and over again as kids
Percival: Percy seems like he's just down to have a good time. Action Adventure. What else? Honestly.
Lancelot: Also Rom-coms. Same reason as Arthur. But I think he's much calmer about them. I also think he enjoys found family fantasy
Mordred: feel-good dramadies. He loves the catharsis of crying but doesn't want to walk from the experience sad.
Freya: Slashers. She thinks they're funny. 💖
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wired-for-weird · 2 years
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@aurelianpen ALL RIGHT ONE WORLDS MOST UNETHICAL TAROT SPREAD COMING UP
Your crush's secret sex fantasy & deepest desire
Three of Wands; accomplishment, achievement, commitment. Your crush has a competence kink. Probably wants a badass lady to step on them.
How to make your crush powerless to your charms:
Two of Cups reversed; a soured love affair, jealousy, lack of trust. You gotta sabotage their current prospects. Maybe show them up and activate that competence kink. This can only go well. Never say romantic dramadies never taught us anything.
Sexy Potential, you + your crush (in bed) =
Death reversed; old habits, sleep, inertia. Sorry bud, sounds like you're both in for a really shit time. Unless you get really comfy and discover a mutual love of somno? iunno man, don't take advice from peices of laminated paper.
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mightycrumbles · 1 year
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Vis Dev/ Character Design for my romantic dramady comic for school <3
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itwasmagic · 3 months
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why am i cursed with the terrible affliction of my fav films being rom coms and teen dramadies and yet have never experienced an ounce of romantic love in my life
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countzeroor · 2 years
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Science Fell In Love Season 2: Anime Review
Science Fell In Love Season 2: Anime Review
When I watched the first season of Science Fell In Love So They Tried To Prove It, I started out by binge watching the show, and I found the show was basically one joke repeated with some variations. Consequently, when I switched to watching just one episode or so a week, I got a lot more enjoyment out of it. When season 2 was announced, I decided to watch this week to week, figuring that that…
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deancaspinefest · 5 years
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Have You Tried Turning it Off and On Again?
fic by anyrei & mugglerock  | art by thevioletcaptain
Cas Novak has spent a majority of his adult life escaping his past, hopping from job to job and city to city in six months or less. Seattle, Washington was supposed to be no different. A pretty standard systems admin job for a company filled with a hilarious variety of Clients from Hell. Dean Winchester being a prime candidate (and almost worth a submission). The big, bad marketing director who had been known to make employees cry, if he wasn’t dumping iced coffee on their heads. He might have been content in assuming such things of the company, “Mean Girl,” had they not accidentally bonded over some trash TV in the breakroom one workaholics Saturday. As they say, it was, “the start of a beautiful, bizarrely satisfying, if sexually frustrating, friendship.” And somewhere between building a living room fort out of moving boxes and dog sitting his Baby, Cas quickly realized he had stopped trying to outrun his past. Can two broken puzzle pieces fit together to make a brand new puzzle? Only one way to find out.
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
"Holy frakking toaster. Dean Winchester just sent another one." Charlie – the redheaded programmer with a personality as bright as her hair – groaned and leaned back into her chair, sharing a self-pitying look with Kevin, who was working on repairing a motherboard. Cas rubbed the back of his neck. It was his first day at Smith and Wesson, a high profile consultant company, and his short introduction round as new head of IT by HR had been exactly that. Short. "Who’s Dean Winchester?" he asked, looking up from the documentation his predecessor had left him. "Head of marketing," Kevin muttered before he smirked, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "You should go, boss. You know, introduce yourself." Charlie's eyes widened in glee. "That's a fantastic idea! First day and you’ll have already saved the company damsel in distress. You will be a hero." Cas squinted his eyes at Charlie. "Is this a Clients From Hell situation?" Every company had one. Or ten. “Is there a worse place than Hell? Because that would be closer to what you’re dealing with,” Kevin said with a groan. Charlie threw her susuwatari at Kevin's head. It bounced off of his forehead and landed under a pile of boards. "No," she drawled. "He is such a nice guy." Cas knew she was lying. He plucked her plush toy from the floor and sighed. "Whatever, I mean, I have to start somewhere." "That's the spirit," Charlie cheered as Cas handed it back to her by setting it on top of her screen again. “He’s on the sixth floor.” “Should be six-six-six,” Kevin grumbled under his breath. "It's good that you don't work in sales, Kevin," Cas snorted as he quickly replied to the email, telling the guy that he was on his way.
(Continue reading on Wednesday February 27th)
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justagalwhowrites · 5 months
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what’s the angst level for halcyon? Hahaha sorry if you’ve already answered this!!
Hi Bestie!
Please don’t apologize for asking for more info! I’m happy to answer questions as many times as y’all need, things are so easy to miss on Tumblr!
Halcyon angst is going to be relatively low. Way lower than Yearling or Lavender, a bit more than New in Town but only because Halcyon is a longer fic and these two have more to work through than Joel and Beautiful did. This fic is going to have some romantic dramady vibes with most of the angst coming from the will they/won’t they of Joel and Goldie (as well as some suspense around just what happened that forced them apart to begin with.) We’re not ending up in a Joel and Doc kind of place where one of them is actively cruel to the other, or a Joel and Bambi place where trauma is driving the situation for a while. Just two friends figuring out that they’re in love with each other while navigating the struggles of adulthood ❤️
Hope this helps! I’m happy to answer any and all questions (and my fic spoiler rule stands for my less angsty stuff, too. If you prefer to read a story knowing how it ends, DM me and I’ll spoil whatever you want.)
Thanks for asking! Love you!
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justaim-moved · 3 years
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what kind of gay
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