#sorry for being so ia lmao

[jokesterino]

bandori oc, seiichi kanazawa !!!!

#sorry for being so ia lmao #posted like 2 drawings then dipped #bandori #bang dream #bandori oc #bang dream oc #girls band party #bandori gbp #my ocs #seiichi kanazawa #art #oc artist #oc artwork #oc art #artists on tumblr #original character

[connievalentine]

just posted my first lr/mm fic in a couple months :) it was written for the efcu big bang!

(it’s marcus + oliver sharing trauma. basically.)

#sorry for being very ia ive been fixated on other things #i am active on my main though so. just ia here ig. LMAO #lab rats #lab rats elite force #mighty med #mm oliver #marcus davenport #efcubigbang23 #mine

[maltesejjong]

after being ia for so long, and losing the passwords to my original tumblr and wattpad accts, i am happy to say i am BACK, even if you don’t know who i am lmao. For now, imma be doing reposts of my old tumblr and wattpad posts before i start new content. Enjoy!

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What’s Really Going On?

Summary: you and you boyfriend Minho have been together for a while now. Years, as a matter of fact. There’s no reason for there to be secrets, especially when it comes to your body. But after missing an appointment you had been anticipating and tension from an argument nights prior still brewing, the truth comes spilling out

WARNINGS: dom!minho, afab!reader, oral sex (both receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it please y’all don’t be stupid), use of traffic light system, fingering (reader receiving), swearing, mentions of pregnancy complications, i think that’s it? Please lmk if i missed anything

Wc: 5971

MINORS DNI, THIS CONTAINS 18+ CONTENT

5:30 pm

You sigh and pocket your phone. Fifteen minutes. He's fifteen minutes late.

Of course, he's been late before, but never like this.

Fifteen minutes, you normally let slide. You just can't imagine that he'd be late when today is so important.

"Y/n! Babe!"

You turn at the sound of your name, and somewhere in you, even though it's not fair, you think eighteen minutes.

Nevertheless, you pocket your frustration and smile the smile only he can draw from you.

"Minho!"

He comes up to you, putting his arm around your waist and kissing your cheek. "I'm so sorry, baby. Traffic was horrible," he explains.

You understand, of course. It's a random Wednesday, but a major band is in town, and 500 lucky people in the area got free tickets.

But that isn't why today is so important to you.

"Why didn't you leave sooner?" You ask, slightly miffed that he ignored your suggestion to stay the night with you, so you would both be on time.

Minho doesn't answer, but you're sure you know what he's thinking. "Babe," you say, holding his arm to make him look at you, " I'm not mad, okay? It was just a bit...much." You bite down in the apology trying to jump from your lips, knowing it could just do more damage.

"What?" He looks slightly confused, as if he forgot the argument you two got in a few days ago. "Oh," he says as the memory resurfaces, "I know. I'm just thinking. Nothing bad, y/n. Just work stuff."

"Okay..."

You arrive your appointment with ten minutes to spare, feeling thankful for the cop that had created a barricaded lane for people not going to the concert, making it easier to navigate the traffic-choked streets of your usually quiet city.

"Wait here," you whisper to Minho. "Hi," you say as you approach the lady behind the desk, "I have an appointment with Mia Loffe."

The secretary, who you've never seen a day in your life at Mia's, types something on her keyboard. "Of course... Let me see... Okay, what's your name, dear?"

You swallow the reaction trying to escape at being called "dear" by someone so young. "Y/n Bang."

"Bang... Bang..." she mumbles to herself, searching what must be a busy schedule. You know Mia's been slammed with work, but she made sure there there was at least an hour for you to come in.

You even booked an appointment, something you never do with Mia, just in case.

"Okay, um, Ms.Bang?" Dread fills your stomach. "It says here that some things had to be rescheduled, but Ms. Loffe has maybe ten minutes, if you'd like to pop back there real quick."

"I, uh... No, that's alright," you say, knowing that Mia is probably getting ready for her next appointment. You don't hold it against her for not letting you know that between last night and today, there was a shift in schedule. "Can I leave a message with you? I don't want to call her while she's working. Will you please just tell Mia to call me when she's not busy?"

The secretary scratches the note onto a pieces of paper and sticks it onto her computer. "Of course. Is there anything else I can do?"

"No," you say, trying to fight the sinking feeling in your chest. "No, thank you though. Have a nice day."

"You, too, Ms. Bang."

You round the corner to see Minho scrolling through his phone. "C'mon," you say quietly.

Minho looks up at you. "Hey." He stands up. "Did Mia kick you out or something?"

You don't answer, except to say "There was a change in schedale, so i'm comine back another You don't answer, except to say "There was a change in schedule, so I'm coming back another day." You can't help but feel annoyed at your boyfriend for his lateness. Mia had even said to make sure you were there at least thirty minutes beforehand, just in case. This, you feel, is largely Minho's fault.

Minho picks up that you don't really want to talk, and doesn't pry as you drive back to your place together.

"Babe," Minho says softly once he's closed your front door, "What's wrong?"

You keep your back to him, trying to contain your feelings. "Nothing, Minho. I'm just a little tired," you lie.

"Why don't you change, and we can watch a movie?" He suggests. "I'll order takeout later, okay?"

You agree, and go change into one of his hoodies and a pair of shorts. When you come back to the living room, you see that your boyfriend's hands have not been idle. He set up a little nest of blankets and pillows on the couch, just the way you like it when you watch movies together, snuggled in close and pressed against one another.

"Is this okay?" He asks when he hears you behind him. "I wasn't sure how much you wanted snuggles, but..." he trails off as he turns and takes in your outfit. No matter how often Minho has seen you wear something of his, it gives him a rush every time.

Clearing his throat, he says "What do you want to watch?" Your ongoing agreement is that you get authority over movie snacks, and he gets authority over what food gets ordered. You both always pick what the other likes most, though, and you switch off who gets to pick the movie.

"I don't really care," you say dismissively. "You can choose. I just want muddy buddies and popcorn."

He smiles warmly, hiding his concern behind deep chocolate eyes. "Choi's alright?"

You nod, as he knew you would. "Don't forget the crab ran-goons and crispy beef," you say, putting a bag of popcorn into the microwave and nuking it.

"Oh, and egg rolls."

"Babe, I got it," he teases. "You act like I haven't known you for twelve years."

"And loved me just as long," you say to yourself, remembering the day your older brother, Chan, came home with his newfound friend, someone named Lee Minho. It wasn't the fact the he was Korean. No, Chan had lots of Korean friends, and you had you fair share. It wasn't his name. It wasn't his age or complexion.

It was his eyes. The way his nose crinkles when he smiles. It was how he acts like the mom of the group, even to the guys older than him, reminding someone to put on sunscreen, or, more often than not, cooking for everyone.

Later, it was also the way he started to look at you, like you weren't "Chan's kid sister" but a girl worth his attention, even though you're three years younger than him. It started as getting more "older brother" attention than the others. Then, you learned what flirting is. It became shy touches and bold smiles. Inside jokes and feeling jumpy if Chan was there when you were together. It became hidden kisses and climbing onto one another's rooftop in the middle of the night to watch the stars and talk. It became Chan walking in the room right when your lips touched Minho's, blouse slightly unbuttoned.

The microwave beeps, bringing you out if your trip down memory lane. Carefully picking the hot bag up by a corner, and reaching for the bowl you had put on the counter. You sigh as the smell of butter and salt taunts your stomach. You hear sounds from the TV as Minho skims past different movies.

Minho glances over his shoulder at you while you shake some ttekboki into a bowl. You can feel the worry and questions rolling off him. It took years for you to recognize the care, hidden beneath such a brash and forceful facade. He always plays his emotions close to vest, but knows how and when to pull back. That hasn't changed, except now, he has a heart that's completely open to you.

"What did you choose?" you ask, coming into the living room.

He's standing in front of the TV, arms crossed, remote pointed at the screen. "Action movie?"

"Okay," you say, setting the snacks onto the ottoman.

You lose yourself in the movie, and eventually, you don't even notice what's going on in the plot, because, as always, you re more tuned in to the Minho show. Every point where your bodies touch, his warmth, this feeling of security. You smile as his lips touch your neck for what must be the tenth time.

"I'm gonna put the order in," he says, his words warming your skin.

"Okay," you mumble, somewhat sleepily. "I'm taking a bathroom break."

He nods, his phone to his ear.

When you come back, you decide to get some water. You go to the kitchen and reach into the dish rack to get a glass. You aren't really paying attention, and nick your finger on the knife you washed this morning, after cutting an avocado. In your preoccupation with your appointment with Mia, you had left the knife pointing upwards.

"Shit," you yelp, waving your hand.

Minho comes into the kitchen. "What happened?"

"Nothing. Just cut my finger," you say, sucking on the cut, blood staining your tongue.

He gently pulls your finger away and examines the cut. "It's not deep," he says, sounding relieved. "Here." He turns the knob on the sink, and water starts flowing from the faucet.

You gingerly put your finger under the water, hissing at how cold it is. Minho stands behind you, his chest touching your back as he massages your hand under the chilly water.

"You gotta be more careful, y/n," he says with a slight laugh.

You ignore his words, and instead focus on the feeling of his fingers kneading your hand, his breath on your skin. Your pulse quickens predictably. As it always does with him.

"Thanks, babe," you say, gently pulling away, trying to calm yourself, but not entirely sure you want to.

Minho opens the medicine cabinet, searching for a band-aid. "Food'll be here in about half an hour. Maybe 45 minutes," he says, his back to you.

Something in you says "fuck it" and you go over, hugging him from behind.

You feel his muscles jump, but his voice is steady as he says "Hey, pretty girl. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," you say, your cheek pressed against his back. You know you should talk to him about the appointment with Mia, but you don't want to. Not yet. You have other things on your mind.

You stand on your tiptoes and press your lips to the back of Minho's neck. He brings his arms down, abandoning his search for a bandage. "Babe?"

"Minho," you say quietly, in the same tone you use every time you're feeling a little naughty.

You can hear him swallow. "Y/n?" He turns to face you and you look into each other's eyes.

After a moment, you lean forward and kiss him, keeping your lips closed. You know he finds this as both an annoyance and a turn-on.

When you pull away, you see confusion in your boyfriend's gaze as he tries to decide which route to take. You know that he's going to wait to see what you do first.

Looking him dead in the eye, you say "Stop being such a gentleman." The code word you use to let him know what mood you're in.

You know he's decided to go with it, that he wants this too, when he says "I've never known a lady who doesn't wait for the man to make the first move."

He kisses you, hard. No playing around, no lead-up. You know this is going to get rough. Just how you like it.

He's still leaning against the counter, and you wrap your arms around his neck, feeling his tongue meet yours. You make some vague noise at the back of your throat as he somehow manages to kiss you even deeper. His hands grip the hem of his hoodie that you're wearing, and he pulls it over your head.

"Thought so," he murmurs against your mouth.

You aren't wearing a shirt. Somehow, no matter what, he always knows. One of the Minho mysteries you have yet to figure out.

Not wanting to waste any time, you yank his shirt over his head. He laughs, tousle-haired and swollen-lipped. You trail your fingers over his lean torso, one of the many results from years of dance. You love that he's a dancer, that he couldn't give less of a shit about stereotypes. It's sexy as hell.

You lean into him, forcing him to practically bend backwards, kissing him as roughly as you possibly can. He slips a hand into your waistband, his fingers teasing. You bunch his hair into your fists, knowing he won't go any further.

Not after the other day.

Not unless you tell him to.

His touch is like fire, burning into your skin. You moan slightly against his lips as his fingers slowly move to your clit, waiting to see if you'll stop him.

You don't.

What you do do is drag your fingers down his chest to his jeans, and start to unbutton them. Something you've done so many times that you could do it with one finger and your eyes closed.

Except.

There's a nervousness zapping your spine and bubbling in your stomach that hasn't been there in a while, making you fumble.

Thinking that your slip is due to him, Minho starts to pull back, but you grab his wrist with your other hand, leaning back to look in his eyes.

"Don't stop," you say.

He swallows, seeming to feel the same nervousness.

He nods and places his lips on yours, kissing his way down your jaw and to your neck, his lips gentle while his fingers are anything but, making your walls clench like crazy.

"Damn, y/n," he mutters.

"Minho... the couch. Please," you say in a strained voice.

He gathers you up and moves into the living room, a short transition in the small apartment.

You lay on your back, biting his neck, his lips, his tongue, as he works a second finger into you. Your hips lift off the couch.

"Y/n."

You look at him, seeing the question in his eyes.

You nod slowly, feeling your stomach jump. You watch him pull his fingers out, covered in your juices. He pulls your shorts down your legs, followed by your panties. He runs the same fingers that were just inside you up your ankle, your leg, to the inside of your thigh.

Minho makes eye contact with you again and you nod firmly. Yes. The green light.

He kisses the inside of your thigh, working his way to your entrance. When he gets there, you re clenching so hard around nothing it hurts. You ball your fists, trying not to make the noises so desperately trying to escape.

You wait, anticipation racking your body until he pushes your legs a little farther apart. Then he gets to work.

Finally, you can't take it anymore. "God, Minho," you moan.

"That's it, baby. Let it go. Sing for me, I want to hear that angelic voice if yours."

It feels so good. Perhaps too good. You can barely believe that you picked an argument with him over this.

You arch your back as his tongue enters your body and he makes some noise when your walls tighten even more. He pulls back and says "Relax, y/n."

"I'm trying," you mutter through clenched teeth.

As if to help, Minho starts rubbing your thigh. "No, babe, that doesn't—-" you cut yourself off, trying to get a grip. "Minho- I can't- agh-"

"Just let go, babe"

That's exactly what you're trying not to do. It's what you got so upset about on Sunday. The way you just lost control, how he encouraged it. He was a little confused, because you used to love it, the rush, the feeling, and now, he said, you're acting like it's your first time all over again. He was hurt because you called him greedy. You regret it, and you know he's going to make sure to make you such a mess and so needy that you really regret it.

One strong suck is all it takes to make you come.

You moan, grabbing at the couch as he pulls away, a devilish smirk on his face. He comes back with his fingers, shoving three fingers into your pussy, his thumb stroking your clit.

"Minho, I can't... You're gonna make me- uh!" You exclaim, coming all over his fingers.

"You know you want me," he hisses, but not maliciously. You shake your head, trembling. "Don't you?"

Again, you shake your head.

"Are you sure?"

"No. I don't want—"

"I can't hear you." He pushes his fingers even deeper.

You bite your lip, trying to pull him closer so you can kiss him, but he just raises an eyebrow in that way that drives you wild and pushes his fingers against your walls.

"One more chance, y/n. You know you want me, don't you?"

Yes," you gasp out. "I want... so bad..."

He smirks. "Who's the greedy one now?"

"Me," you pant. "Greedy bitch. I know. I'm such a dirty-"

"Keep going," he says.

"Dirty ho." Your clit aches painfully against his fingers as a fourth stretches it out. "So... such a- a slut,” you pant, somewhat hysteric.

"Mmm. You can do better than that."

You push him onto his back, yanking his jeans and boxers away.

"There you go," he says.

"In me," you beg. "Please?"

"Hmm.. I don't think you've said 'thank you' yet."

You start kneading around his dick. "Why should I?"

“I require payment," he says, his voice still so steady.

You cup your hand around his erection and start moving up and down. You take the tip of him in your mouth, tongue circling as you suck gently.

"Good girl."

You decide to show no mercy and suck as as you can, making him groan.

"Y/n. I can't-"

"To bad," you snap. "Try."

"God, you're so hot when you're fired up."

"Stops fighting."

"Oh, but then there'll be nothing left for you."

"There always is," you reply. "I’ll even be nice and help you," you say, right before he lets go and comes all over your hand and chin. "There's a good boy."

He pretends that he didn’t whine at the pet name. “Shall we call it even?" He asks, even though you know he's in no way finished.

"Oh, no," you say. "I'll let you choose."

"On your back," he orders. You comply. "And get the bra off. Stop acting like you're some innocent angel."

You drop your bra to the ground, right before he starts kissing your neck, his hands squeezing your breasts.

He moves to sit on your stomach, and you know what's coming. He holds his hand under your chin, and you spit into his palm, obliging. He uses your spit as a lubricant for his dick before he positions it between your tits, moving them back and forth, rubbing against him.

You feel him go hard almost instantly and smile inwardly. You knew he wasn't done yet. He's never down for the count that early on.

"Minho. Stop wasting time."

He raises his eyebrow again. "Who's in charge here?"

“Asshole,” you spit out. “I just fucking tolerate your orders.”

He hums in consideration. "What do you think?”

You stroke the tip of his dick, making him shudder. "Fuck me, Lee Minho. Show me what you've got."

The second you say it, you wish you could take it back.

"Challenge accepted."

This is going to be a long night.

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You're leaning against the arm of the couch, watching your boyfriend enthusiastically eat a bucketful of shrimp lo mien the same way he had eaten you out not too long ago.

"You hungry?" He asks, using his chopsticks to gather the noodles into his mouth.

"Mmm. Maybe later. I'm just exhausted. Tired."

"But not tired of me, right?"

You flash him an amused look. "Unfortunately not." Your entire body is sore, your legs are weak as hell, and your clit is pounding with pain. You give him an appraising look. "You seemed to hold your own longer than usual."

Minho shrugs, mouth full of noodles. His hair is a tousled mess, his bare chest and neck covered in hickeys and teeth marks. You're sure that you're no different.

You tug the sleeves of his hoodie down over your hands and pick up your phone. "Oh, fuck," you say, realizing that you have a missed call.

"What's up?"

"Mia tried calling me earlier," you tell him. "But..."

"You were a bit busy," he supplies with a shrug. He twists away from you to grab another carton of lo mien, and you see that his back is bright red and covered in scratches. You reach out and trace a puffy red line, feeling him shiver under your touch.

"God, babe. Your fingers are freezing."

You trace another line, realizing that there are tiny beads of blood on his back. "Holy shit. Minho. Baby. Why don't you ever stop me?"

He shrugs, opening the lo mien. "I'm fine with it. I like it. You seem to like it. It also kinda kills the mood.

"But if it hurts—"

"It dushnt," he tells you, noodles hanging from his mouth like octopus tentacles.

"Still. What if I scratch too hard and actually cut you instead of just scraping the surface of your skin? Stop acting like 'the mood' is more important that your health."

He doesn't meet you eyes as he quietly says "Are we really going down this path again?"

You sigh and push your fingers into your hair.

"Maybe. Yes. I don't know!"

"Babe. I don't really know what you want me to say anymore. I told you not to worry about me."

"I'm not just worrying about you, Minho. I'm also thinking about me."

He twirls his chopsticks in the lo mien container. "Do you, y/n? Because you seem to have a tolerance the size of fucking Kilimanjaro. You never tell me to stop, even if, quite frankly, I'm exhausted and can't keep going. But I do. I do for you."

You feel your neck getting warm. "Well maybe it's your own fault for not telling me you need to stop."

"I do, though. I do, and you listen when I tell you I'm out. I'm more so a bit ticked off that you never tell me to stop. Do you remember what I said to you all that time ago? Did you even care? Because that was me, caring."

You close your eyes, remembering the color system that he devised for you, signals as to when to tell him to stop, if something he's doing hurts. "Yes, Minho. I remember. But I said that also goes for you! And you-"

"Use it when I really need to," he interjects.

"Well... well maybe I just don't really need to, then," you huff.

He cocks an eyebrow, and you tell yourself it's just an eyebrow, not a sexy move from your boyfriend. Definitely not something that turns you on.

The truth is, you've always been scared to use the light system. It's always green. Green means go. Even though you and Minho had had feelings for each other since you were in primary school- the last year, but still— that didn't stop him, who was three years older, from meeting other girls and going out with them, and you didn't try to stop him. You yourself went out on dates, kissed guys and did everything short of getting fucked for real. You wanted Minho to be the one to get your cherry. And he didn't disappoint.

Through it all, though, he had plenty of experience, experiences that you couldn't compete with unless it was oral. He told you green light means all good. Yellow is "I need a break" and red is stop. No questions asked. Whatever you're doing ends and you do something that doesn't involve sex. Red and yellow both mean "this hurts, I'm uncomfortable" of some degree.

Though you've definitely needed to, you've been worried about how Minho would react if you tell him to stop. It's one of the other reasons you argued with him on Sunday, but he doesn't know it. You made it seem like he just takes and takes, when really, it was that it hurt. You couldn't keep going, even though it hadn't even been 15 minutes when the pain kicked in. You were embarrassed. He was able to go on for God knows how long, and you weren't lasting anywhere near as close as him that day.

The look Minho gives you tells you that he's calling BS.

"Y/n."

You look at him. "Minho?"

"Look." He's always down his container of noodles and shrimp. "I know that's not the case. Why don't you try telling me what's actually up."

A spark of frustration heats your chest. "What's up, Minho, is that, thanks to you being late, we missed our appointment with Mia!"

Minho leans forward, massaging his temples. Finally, he drops his hands, his elbows balancing on his knees, and he looks over at you. "Is that what this is all about? I'm not ignoring the fact that you're dodging my question, but why didn't you say something to me?"

"Because... because it's just-"

"Not worth it? Babe, clearly it is. You wouldn't even tell me why this appointment was so fucking important to you. So important that I had to be there, which I found odd, because you usually tell me you want to see Mia alone. Which is fine, because I know that's the only girl time you two get together, so I found it strange that you wanted me there."

You clench your fists, hidden from view by the long sleeves of your boyfriend's hoodie, trying not to explode.

"And," he continues, "you still haven't told me the full story as to why you were actually upset on Sunday. You just called me greedy and said you weren't in the mood anymore. So please, please, will you tell me what's wrong? What's been going on?"

"I..." you look into his amber eyes, trying to fight the truth.

Minho puts a hand on your knee. "Y/n. Baby. Please."

The words come spilling out. "It's not that you're greedy. It's not that I don't enjoy the sex anymore. It's that... it's that I'm scared," you blurt. His expression is startled, incredulous as you go on.

"I'm scared to tell you no. To tell you to stop, that something hurts. It makes me feel like shit, when something hurts and I start to feel tired by the fifteen minute mark when you haven't even gotten started. It's not every time. But that's what was happening on Sunday. Sometimes it makes me ashamed, how much I just... it's like I'm a different person when we have sex. Sometimes I don't recognize me. Like, I turn into a mess. You turn me on like that" —you snap your fingers— "and somehow, you get me to cum four times in less than half an hour. I needed to feel justified in my feelings of 'I can't anymore' and I was scared to flat out tell you to stop, so I told you that you were being greedy and it was a turn off. And I'm sorry, Minho. I'm so so sorry for calling you greedy and disgusting. The truth is, I feel greedy and disgusting, wanting so badly, wanting so much, when I can't go on, or when you need a break. Sometimes I feel annoyed that you need to stop." You bury your face in your hands. "God, I'm such an asshole." You try to prevent the tears prickling behind your eyes.

"Y/n. Look at me. Please." You lower your hands to see Minho. "I'm sorry. Babe, why haven't you said something? If it hurts, if I'm hurting you, then you should tell me. If you can't anymore, tell me. Yellow light. Red light. Doesn't matter. Don't feel ashamed, okay? To tell you the truth, sometimes I can tell you're tired, but I'm never sure whether or not I should slow down and stop because you never tell me to, and I worry about accidentally offending you. I don't want you to think I'm assuming you're weak."

"Anyone that can ride Lee Minho for even fifteen minutes cannot be weak," you joke.

"Point taken. As for being a totally different person during sex? Well, yeah, you're gonna act differently when you're fucking. Think about it: do you go around constantly calling yourself a dirty ho and greedy bitch when you're at work?"

You don't say anything.

"I mean, unless you're getting it on with a coworker. Then we might have some problems."

That gets a laugh from you. "God, no. No, Minho. I understand what you're saying. It just... I feel ashamed and dirty after the fact. Like 'was that really me'?"

He smiles gently. "Yes, and I get that. But you have to know that there's no reason to feel that way. I don't think any less of you. And, in case you don't remember, you aren't the only one yelling and moaning and talking dirty, okay? You also aren't the only one that gets turned on instantly and cums a billion times. Then again, I, personally, can't really help it."

You smile again, that special smile that you save for him.

"Now. What about this appointment with Mia?"

The smile drops from your face as a slight panic sets in. "What about it?"

"Baby, please don't shut down now. Keep this going, okay? Why were you so upset to miss a meeting with Mia?"

You bite your lip, contemplating. "I... I'm maybe... something came up, and she... she's had a few times dealing with this with other people and knows what to do and I wanted you there so we were on the same page."

"Okay," he says slowly.

You feel your hands start to shake. "I guess it has to do with why I was so punchy these past few weeks..."

"Oh. I though it was PMS."

You shake your head. "No. Maybe a little bit, but mainly no. The truth is.." you hesitate, trying how best to go about this. "I have a rare immunodeficiency."

Minho looks at you with disbelief. "What?"

"I... I have a rare immunodeficiency," you repeat shakily.

"What is it? How did you find out?"

"Well... I actually found out from... from us having sex."

Minho's eyes widen. "Have I somehow gotten you sick? What happened? Does this have to do with why it hurts you so much?"

"No, I'll explain in a second, and possibly." You look down at your hands. "Let me ask you this: you'd say we're usually pretty... careful, right?"

He nods. "If I remember correctly, told me to download that app that tracks your cycle so we both have a record of your ovulation schedule and know what days to avoid completely. And you regularly remind me to make sure I have condoms both here and at my place and you have some sort of birth control, but you stopped taking it because it was causing some sort of issue, so no more of y/n's birth control. Correct?"

You nod. "But we're only human, and even technology can't predict something that fluctuates like a woman's period. Because it does change."

Again, he nods. "True... Wait." He looks up at you, lips parted. "Are you..?"

You shake your head. "No, babe. I'm not pregnant. Not anymore."

"Anymore?"

You nod. "Yes. I've technically been pregnant five times in the past two years."

Your boyfriend stares, mouth agape.

"After the fourth time, I went to the doctors. Do you remember how I had that constant bout of sickness?"

"I remember."

"Well.." you squeeze your fingers, preparing yourself. "I was getting so sick because my body was thinking that each fetus was actually a virus. At the same time, my body was naturally like 'okay we've got a life force in here to grow and protect'. Essentially, my body was waging a two-sided war on itself. One side to protect the baby, the other trying to get rid of it."

"But why?" You can't help but be thankful for how calm he's staying.

"You're taking this remarkably well. Better than I thought you would, anyways." You hug your arms to your chest. "Explanation: my body isn't accepting your DNA."

"So, essentially, I'm making you sick. But only when you end up pregnant?"

"Exactly."

He shakes his head. "God, y/n. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I... I wasn't sure how," you say meekly. "I mean, I'd be like 'hey, babe, guess what? I'm pregnant. Surprise!' Just to be like 'Ha. Sike!I'm not pregnant anymore' within a month."

He sighs. "True. Holy fuck. Five times?"

You nod and laugh a little. "Yeah. Guess we know what that means."

He nods conspiratorially. "Yep. Probably should've listened to everyone being like 'be smart. Be safe. Always use protection', huh?" He rubs the back of his neck. "Is there a way to fix it?"

"Fertilization treatments," you say glumly. "I hear they're absolute hell."

"But it'll be worth it, right? I mean, you don't get sick and... I mean, if you don't want kids, that's fine, I just thought... I'm not saying I'm assuming anything. I mean, obviously it's your choice, I just thought..."

For the first time, you realize just how… nervous this news is making him. Your boyfriend, the always cool, calm and collected Lee Minho is a flustered and stuttering mess. It also hits you that he actually, really, truly wants kids. He wants kids... with you. Which must mean...

No. You can't get sidetracked. Whether or not he proposes is up to him. You'll always be ready to say yes.

Back to the task at hand.

"Minho. Babe, calm down. Of course it'll be worth it."

He starts shaking his head, almost frantically. "No, no, no. Don't make a decision based on me. Do it because you want to. Don't-"

You put your hand on his knee. "Hey. Deep breaths. Yes, I want the treatments."

His body sags in relief.

"I want to get this fixed. I can't have a family if my body is killing off our kids. I dare say you'd prefer it if your children actually made it out alive."

His eyes widen at your statement. You run it through your head, trying to catch your mistake.

Then you realize: you just laid out a future of togetherness, marriage, and parenthood with Minho in those three sentences.

You try to backpedal, feeling like you've overstepped, even though you've talked about a future together many times. "I just meant, if you were me— I didn't mean—"

He cups your face in his hand. "I'd prefer it if my children made it out alive," he says softly, placing a hand on your abdomen.

You smile, relieved that you've finally told him. As Minho leans in to kiss you oh so softly, you close your eyes, envisioning your future.

#lee know #lee know smut #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids smut #lee minho #stray kids x reader #lee know x reader #skz ff #skz smut #lee know fanfic #Spotify

[cvsmixnaya]

aot characters attending garba

pairings: various!aot characters x indian!reader

pronouns: second person used

summary: what the aot characters would be like attending garba with y/n

a/n: FOR ALL MY DESI READERS, HAPPY NAVRATRI!!! i went for garba last night and i didn’t know anything🥲 i was struggling a lot but i still did ok LMAO. also this is morden au. ENJOY NOW

also i’m sorry for being so ia </3

cw: i think like one swear word

EREN

lsn, he can’t do garba for shit. he definitely looks hot in a kurta tho🤭 like i can imagine him wearing a black kurta with a gold dupata and look so fine. but he gave up on the spot. he was just admiring you in ur (fav colour) ghagra and dancing so beautifully that he wanted to give it another try because of you🥹 he had a fun time though and he was willing to go again next year because the vibe and overall feeling was amazing and he wants to experience it again.

ARMIN

ok. he did pretty well and learned so quickly. he definitely couldn’t do the difficult steps but the slightly easier ones went smoothly for him you were actually shocked. i see him wearing light blue kurta with white pants cause this colour honestly suits him so well. he had a fun time for sure and had such a proud look on his face when he saw you dancing so gracefully. he got upset when he saw a few other guys dancing so well cause he wished he could dance like that. but don’t worry you assured him that he did great<33

MIKASA

mikasa definitely wore a red ghagra and looked so beautiful you were honestly in awe and could not stop staring at her. now the question is how did she dance. now she’s not the kind to dance but was willing to give it a try for you and like armin she got a little insecure and upset that she couldn’t dance as well the other girls there. you were even willing to teach her and she is a quick learner for sure. you loved how she was willing to go out of her comfort zone for you and try something new even though she couldn’t do it.

LEVI

levi isn’t one for dancing either but guys. him in a kurta😩 ugh he would look SO fine. definitely would wear a dark green kurta cause that’s just his colour for some reason idk why. he wouldn’t dance at all no matter how hard you tried to make him. he just would not dance at all and you’d be like “motherfucker why did you even come here?” even though he didn’t dance, he admired the way you danced. the way your ghaghara would move in the air when you spun and how your hair would flow too. he loved it. he promised that next time he would dance as long as you taught him.

SASHA

hear me out. THIS WOMAN CAN DANCE. LIKE OMG SHE NEEDS AN AWARD!!!! i feel like she would wear kurta or ghagra. i wasn’t really sure cause she would look good in both tbh. but woman has skills. lots of it that too. even though she has skills, she’s a bit clumsy so she fell a few times but she’s ok don’t worry <33 and yes she definitely had a BLAST doing garba and 10000% do it again and is already waiting for next year to come.

HANGE

they are also energetic but cannot dance </3 garba was honestly a challenge for them but i promise they gave it their best and they had fun. that’s all that matters. you actually taught them a few steps before going but still couldn’t do it. hange ABSOLUTELY wore a golden kind of kurta and they KILLED IT!! no cause hange in a kurta is a need and you were drooling at this point. like said before they had fun and absolutely do it again.

PORCO

pock my little babes<333 i can tell you he can do garba 100% like man didn’t even try and he did it so flawlessly everyone’s jaw dropped, except yours. you had such a proud face like “that’s my baby” cause you taught him for HOURS😭 he definitely struggled but it was worth it at the end cause everyone was impressed and even cheered for him. white is his colour according to me so he wore like an off white kurta with a gold dupata but he was having the time of his life and even got to dance with you.

#aot #aot imagines #snk x reader #attack on titan #aot x reader #hange zoe x reader #shingeki no kyojin #hange zoe #eren yeager x reader #hange x reader #mikasa x you #mikasa x reader #sasha braus x reader #levi x y/n #porco x reader #armin arlet x reader

[cestacruz]

I want to learn more about the master Artoria Au

🥹❤️❤️ueueueu

It's quite more extensive than Just the Holy Grail War

The lineup until now is

Saber: Musashi and Iori Miyamoto (Master(s) in the works)

Archer: James Moriarty (Master is Cassidy, i already posted something bout her)

Lancer: (Might be) Qin Liangyu (master in the works)

Rider: Ludwig van Beethoven (I already have her master but i refuse to post about them for now. I need dignity. I'll say two words to describe them tho: Hatsune Miku)

Caster: Zeno of Elea (no master yet)

Assassin: Hassan of the Shining Star (no master yet either) (also funnily enough, ive had Shining Star in this AU since two years ago, so imagine my surprise when he got released LMAO)

And well, Berserker: Queen Guinevere (and yknow, master Arturia)

It's sorta a modern AU but not at the same time, i'll put a cut here because its long and i ramble

It's not a Forced project to bring Arthur back like with Gray but the alternate name i use for this AU in my notes is "The Once and Future King" so...

History repeating itself sorta thing but without the doomed narrative (unless.) (Haha just kidding...) (...unle--)

The "pendragon|orkney" family does exist (as in mom(igraine)(she's alive), dad(uther)(he left them), morgan and lot, and nephews and nieces (morgan lost a bet to 5 year old arturia and had to name her kids after the knights) and more arthuriana characters are scattered around too, but they dont have an importance to the HGW part of the AU, with the exception of a few

They still call her Arturia (TECHNICALLY they call her Arthuria, because i love that name and no one will take it from me) because the few years that Uther was with them, he called Arturia "Arthur" because he wanted a boy and he couldnt cope (theres the History repeats itself motif and also misogynistic men like that still exist), so Morgan used Arthur*ia* as a nickname, and it stuck

This is where i will confess that im thinking of using a different name for Arturia, i already Kinda do in my notes. As in legal name (thinking of Aurlyn, which is similar but different enough). I would be doing the same with some of the Orkney siblings whose names would not be as common in the modern world or too obvious a reference, while still being named after the knights (Gareth would stay as Gareth cuz thats literally still a mormal name people use, but a name like Agravain or Mordred arent as common, ig. Or Gawain. And Gaheris. Actually only Gareth has a mormal fcking name)

ALSO mordred is Morgan and Lot's kid in this. No weird cloning in my modern AU. Genetics from the pendragon hit hard tho, they still look like Arturia

Actually idk what else to say rn, theres some more stuff but its escaping my mind, so little random stuff

Arturia's family has little to no mage relation currently, but they still have mage blood and sht

Also Merlin manipulated Morgan(modern) using her literal dreams, into freeing him from Avalon and he used to that hang out with little kid Arturia at the park (everyone hates him/chases him away)

The reason why Cath Palug is there is because this AU follows the F/SN timeline, which is a timeline in which Chaldeas never formed. Therefore, Fou never learned to love people, teehee. He only learned to hate Merlin and King Arthur (?)

Also theres a modern Guinevere, tho her name is literally just Gwen, and Arturia and her met during high school Time but they werent Actually classmates (think like, tournaments or trips to other school/places). I called her "arturia's high school crush" in the tags of a previous ask but they are still friends and talk a lot

And yeah , thank u and i am, Very happy that you asked bout it

#my aus #master arturia AU #also its an incredibly self projecting au btw. i Do project everything onto master arturia #she's just like me fr because #also. castoria #shes more like castoria than other arturias. but thats what happens when arturia gets raised normally #the mental illness is unavoidable tho unfortunately

[maddy-ferguson]

One of the things that i hate is people saying Will receiving acceptence from his family doesnt matter and it should be given to Mike instead.... like do you even hear yourself lmao. Ueah ofc Joyce and Jonathan will accept Will we know this but Will doesnt know that which ia why it is crucial for his arc especially when he had a father who basically disowned him when he was like.. 10 and abused him for being gay based k assumption. Mike did not experience something like that and I am sorry but Karen and Ted did not abuse Mike based on homophobia. Lowkey GA has better takes than byler sometimes and it is hilarious (aka the broken clock sometimes works sometimes 😭)

i think when people say that they mean that it's obvious to us as an audience that his family is gonna accept him because they've made it extremely clear that they're aware of the fact that he might be gay and have always loved him and encouraged him to be himself. so when people say that his happy ending is getting platonic love and acceptance it's like...he's literally had that since day one. and of course it's crucial and he needs that reassurance but we as an audience don't Need it (i mean i want it obviously) because like you said we know. or we're at least supposed to know.

and because they've made it a point to tie his struggles to his feelings for mike (it's his feelings for mike specifically that give us his saddest not ud related scenes) and had him say that he wasn't gonna fall in love in that "i'm okay with being gay but i'm also okay with it meaning that i'll never be happy like everyone else" voice, him Only getting platonic love and acceptance wouldn't be that satisfying or interesting. i'm sure you agree if you're a byler and you follow me i just mean that that's the way i understand the "will receiving acceptance doesn't matter" thing, it's not that it doesn't matter it's that he's always had it so it wouldn't be that interesting for his arc to stop there and for him to not be proven wrong and get to fall in requited love and be happy. but i get why reading "will receiving acceptance doesn't matter" would rub you the wrong way lol.

it's funny though because even here not everyone agrees on whether or not the wheelers would accept mike if he came out to them. so that at least would be more of a surprise but idk. we're definitely shown will needing that reassurance more but also we Know that he's gonna get it yk? but i do hope we get mike coming out to his mom and get a conversation that's like the one she had with nancy in s3 and a callback to the one she had with mike in s1 where he opens up to her this time.

in conclusion i agree with you. in general "it's not will that's going through this thing he's very obviously going through, it's actually mike!" takes just annoy me like at best it's both. and sometimes it's just will.

#i think only one of them has struggled with being possessed. but maybe that's just me. sorry i need to stop making fun of possessiongate #this reads like i'm talking down to you. i'm not i promise...i just felt like clarifying that's the way i understand the will getting #platonic love doesn't matter posts lol #you're right about the ga sometimes having better takes because at least they know that will is still struggling with his sexuality! bc #it's very obvious! #ask

[octoberautumnbox]

btw sorry for being so ia these past few days im just gearing up for a release soon lmao stay fucken tuned

[jackienautism]

Hate saw Twitter bc one of the most popular twitters just hated on shotgun shipping but loves all the mlm pairings and their fav and is John like - sighs

GRRRRRRR IM ABOUT TO BECOME UNHINGED HOLD ON SORRY

I JUST.............. IA SSUME THAT ALSO MEANS HOFF//MAMN / STR//AHM RIGHT ? ITS LIKE. HOW CAN. ITS. SHOTGUN SHIPPING IS LIKE. A SIMILAR CONCEPT??????? 😭😭😭 HOW CAN YOU LIKE THEM BUT HATE LYNN / AMANDA? IT DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE TO ME...... WELL. I THINK I KNOW /WHY/ IT IS THE WYA IT IS (you all have biases against women) BUT UUEURDGFJBKNF ,HML/KDF.

SIGHING SO LOUDLY like dflgfgi dont even know what to say at this point. both pairings want each other dead / hate each other. and yet why is one more appealing than the other hm? why is that? why is it different when its 2 girls w/ one being a poc? why? is it bc you find 2 white men to be more appealing? WHY is it that you find 2 white men to be more appealing? do you have these unchecked biases against women, esp women of color? its so fucking infuriating and im tired

but im not like. entirely shocked. bc twitter itself just seems like a wreck on its own, but then include fandom stuff... esp saw stuff... ugh.

and dont even get me started ont heir fave being john dksfindf nothign wrong w/ finding him interesting and stuff, hell, /I/ find him interesting and stuff as well. esp when discussing his mindset and shit. but fuck him like for real. and ppl who dont understand why hes not a good person is .... hm. i know im just assumgin since i have no idea who this person is but. its ... definitely a flag! if your fave is john! just saying!

i may add on to this later but know that im upset kfdgdf big surprise i know, but its just. man...........i cant escape

im hesitant on interacting more on twt since ive onlty ever seen and heard horror stories, and this doesnt rly help convince me any more kfdgng it just sucks how you can LOVE all the mlm stuff but of course HATE the fandom's most popular wlw pairing. bc i bet they dont actively ship any other wlw stuff lmao just based on this description of them

like. there are valid reasons to dislike lynnmanda. but when youre also shipping fucking. hoff//strahm.... theres somethign wrong there and something wrong with YOU. youre just being a hypocrite

#mine #text #asks #anon #saw #saw franchise #my thoughts #thank you for sending this in tho btw! always love discussing these issues and complaining<3 (genuine)

[fleursbending]

sorry for being so ia 😖😖 have to go to work today atleast working in the cinemas ill be able to see snippets of avatar again LMAO

anyways 👉🏻👈🏻 low highkey want to write a jake sully x oc fanfic based on the song fine line by harry styles. Idk i want to cause havoc 🧍🏻‍♀️MAYBE.... just thinking abt that angry / angsty smut... the prolonged pining and absolute desperation they would have for one another.. the i despise you but crave every inch of you to be mine sex.

Okay bye 🦦 1!1!1!1

#junie was just typing . . ! (˙༥˙( #I SAY THIS AS IF I DONT HAVE AN ABSURD AMOUNT OF WIPS IM WORKING ON AS WE SPEAK.. #but PAIN🤨 #jake sully x oc

[venusoracle]

Hey, don't know much about you/ur blog, but I just wanna say a thing to you

Don't give a shit about these ANON asks(Lmao they cannot even show who they are) hating on you, I've been through it and unfortunately I still go through it, people saying that I'm a jk fs delulu, saying bad things about me and my readings, etc.

These people literally have nothing to do but criticize other people, especially new tarot readers here on tumblr, I've noticed that every new tarot reader(Under kpop tarot tag) are already receiving hate but they've just started their blog..It's insane and I'm sorry you're going through this :(

And you can block out these anons so they cannot disturb you anymore(I think it's important to mention that, in case u don't know it is possible)

Each tarot reader has their own way of interpreting the cards, and ofc guides can give you "wrong" answers, so that person you're reading for won't be harmed in any way.

Also, aren't these people caring so much about those bts fs readings? Those who sends these type of asks probably think they're the fs, so probably they hate on you because your readings didn't resonate with them🥲

Idk what to else to say here so byee💙 Hope you have a good day or night, and again, don't care about these hate asks you're receiving, they just want to destroy the kpop/bts tarot tag and cause endless war between readers, clueless people.

I hope what I said was enough, I might forgot some other things to say but nvm, I can send in another ask later :)

hi omg i'm sorry, i'm so late in answering, i went ia for a little while because of college and being ill

thank u so much for this message, i really appreciate you!! it's really nice of you and thank you for reminding me, i've blocked those anons and hopefully they stay away from other tarot blogs...

and i'm sorry that you receive stuff from them too because you deserve RESPECT and honestly yeah theyre so strange. and you're right, tbh i understand when fans are curious because i myself am curious too haha they're celebrities and their mystery is part of their image etc and who doesn't want to know when attractive people are dating hahaha :P but delulus being delulu themself and accusing others being delulu... it's so weird 😩 and why do they want to cause fights between readers of blogs and blogs themself? seriously 😩...

thank you so much for sending me your message, it's really kind of you and i appreciate it so much!! take care and i hope you have a good day/night too <3 ❤️

[lemonhemlock]

my crackpot theory no one asked for is helaena/alys are going to be parallels of sorts for different versions of aemond. so post-storms end and for sure post-b&c, we’ll see him grow darker and more similar to his book counterpart, where he gets to the point of burning the riverlands with alys for funnies lmao. ia that helaena is woefully underdeveloped, but i think they had to have given her the characteristic of being a dragon dreamer for a reason. aemond and helaena obviously don’t speak in s1 lol but they seem to be close enough as siblings, if only going off of him coming to comfort her post viserys’ death and him sticking up for her to aegon as kids. so perhaps he/the rest of the family ignores Helaena’s rambling as just being nonsense, and then when things play out the way she says, he sees the value in prophecy/dreams and that’s only another thing that endears him to alys (obviously the mommy issues are playing in there as well lmao) but him believing in her powers/trusting she can aid him in that capacity

but that all involves the show spending time on helaena, so we will have to wait and see! sorry for word vomiting 😹

Yes, I think this would be a valid thread to develop. Having Aemond's attraction to Alys be predicated on his mommy/sister issues wouldn't be so far-fetched lol. I do wonder what they plan to do with Helaena's dragon dreams. Is it just going to be a further tool to traumatize herself? She sees all these awful things but ultimately she is the only one affected by it, because neither does she understand what is happening, nor do the other characters intuit she is a seer? Are they going to take one green character and make them obsessed with a prophecy Helaena states? Or is the dragon-dreaming just there to be a parallel to Alys? Who knows at this point.

PS. I don't think Aemond was coming to comfort her after Viserys' death, my reading was that he didn't know coming into the room, but realized when he saw the look on his mother's face. How could he have known? Alicent and Otto had that place on lockdown.

#ask #anon #helaena targaryen #riverdragon #anti alysmond

[kafus]

hrmmm le vocaloid ask game... let's go with yukari

LET'S GOOO i wanted to talk about yukari

this isn't related to the ask but i wanted to say i own yukari's hoodie in real life. it's not the highest quality but i got it when i was 14 and it's a precious article of clothing for me. somehow despite being 23 now i still fit in it. i had to talk about this before i started talking about yukari i'm sorry. i can't find a picture of it rn and it's downstairs and i don't wanna get up but let it be knownJSDFKSFD ANYWAYS

favorite song: i died to someone's song/誰かの歌で僕が死ぬ by 36g! it is not the most polished vocaloid song, far from it, and it's rough around the edges but i got really attached to it when i was younger and for some reason it's just never left me. i love its roughness and awkwardness in full (honorable mention to cruel and pure by nejishiki because i am all about that mirror image shit babey!! and dueting two different software voicebanks of the same character is so cool)

ships: this sounds random but hear me out. flower. but specifically flower talk. why you may ask, do i ship flower talk and yukari (the vocaloid). WELL. there's this artist i used to be OBSESSED with (they dont draw vsynth that much anymore but their new art is still great!) and they drew this image of yukari and flower talk and that's it. sold immediately. i have never looked back i would die for them. this image still makes me so emotional FUCK AHHHSDFJfsdk

in childhood i shipped yukari with IA and mayu (sometimes as a poly, sometimes separately) and i still really like those ships too :]

favorite part of design: i genuinely think yukari (her original vocaloid design) has like. one of the best designs out of any vsynth period. there's just something about her man it's so good. obvious choice but my fav part is the hoodie. love the ears lmao

random headcanon: yukari doesn't smile often to the point where it's like. a privilege to have yukari smile around you. she's insecure about it and just naturally doesn't smile often in the first place so if she smiles at something you say or do, she probably really trusts you and is in a Really good mood

#kiki was here #asks #vocaloid ask game #tuningknight

[judas-isariot]

I accepted this sub jobstudying IA to protect teacher. I did so I can find a way to protect artist and now I feel like I understand stuff to help us.

So, I talked about it. I have to study IA mecanism and (kinda) reverse engineer it has part of my job had the new member of the plagiat prevention team (aka, a bunch of university engineer nerd stuck in an old bulding with computer). I have to understand ways it work so we can teach people how to recognize IA art and prevent cheating in university.

I feel like I am going through a whole arc so quickly about it (call me DR. Strangelove) but let me give you a good and a bad news about what I have gather that can help all artist:

Bad news about IA art softwares :

Delecting your art from your blog, website, internet WON'T prevent his internalisation in the machine.

Story time: I was doing my usual report the other day (I have to do report for Eric the math guys who study ChatGPT) and I saw pass a submission with a drawing in it. Obviously not the OP art because I recognize it. It is Leahfuhrman, love his work, they delected their blog after IA ressurgence to prevent the machine from learning his art style... Wait... THEY DELECTED THEIR BLOG TO PREVENT EXACTLY WHAT IS HAPPENING TO HIM NOW. So yeah, people keep other people artwork sometime, I know I do for inspiration when internet is off, but I won't repost it, or send art to an IA (except mine for test but I am not a good artist anyways). But people who are less involve and less educated about it 100% do.

You are not safe by delecting your art. (BTW, If you come across LeahFurhMan. Tell him it happen with his art and I am sorry to be a witness to that)

Good news about IA Art Softwares:

HE SUCK AT FANART !

None of the try software can draw me a Kirby, and this is kirby ! everybody love kirby, he is the easiest to draw and it is not like nobody know him, he is kinda famous.

And the more obscure your blorbo is, the less likely he can draw something even CLOSE to it. The IA is actually really confuse about character who aren't IRL people. He mistake franchise, character and even type of game and when he cannot draw you what you want, he either give you a mess or a waifu for... Internet reason I do know.

By the ways I take that time to ask you. Do you have question about thoses IA ? Do you have idea or curiosity for me to study for you ?

Unlucky, the state I live in, hate artist and is pro IA. I would love a legislation to pass about it and be able to input my own experience but the truth is : The state kinda want to cut our fund right now...

Because we are kinda bothering them being a bunch of engineer free thinker, left wing, helping education and they might believe we are communist wanting to share knowledge for free (which I am lmao).

So really. I want to help artist, maybe I can help on any kind of apply pressure.

Bonus good news ?

IA software censor more and more word to not be ask to draw pornography but also combinaisons of word :

For exemple you cannot put "Woman" and "Raptor" (Yes I know it is specific but I was thinking about jurrasic park) in the same sentence, because it is really scare of porn, again.

So if you see massive cock art or soft nudity of any kind, be assured, it is not IA !

#The plagiat previent team #or #How I learned to stop worrying and love IA #advice #bonus #IA #ia art #study #prevention #fanart

[missusplum]

So a poster offered some insight on an ask I sent to someone else on what she thought by the EPs saying how armony isn't necessarily romantic. She explained that it's more than lustful looks and jumping in bed, but it's supporting one another, building an emotional bond, and stuff like that. I totally agree with her, and I respect what she's said. However, it goes back to what you said about the writers showing us. We need to see more of those stolen moments of tenderness, deeper conversations of how each other's lives are going to make us believe, especially on Arman's side, they share something special. I call BS on the situations not allowing for them. Thony gets them with Fiona all the time. Last week showed us that time can be made. One hug here or a touch on the face there would not be the end of the world. Right now, if I were a new watcher this season, and told that Arman and Thony shared two kisses last season, I wouldn't believe them. Consistency is key.

I am not trying to go against others in our fanbase or cause drama. There's enough of that in the Chenford fandom, which is, ironically enough, partially a result of poor pacing.

(oops sorry anon i didn’t see this in my inbox!) ahh me neither! admittedly im naturally a pessimistic person lol but i’m only one opinion and it’s only one interpretation! i completely respect any pov and i think the TCL fandom is full of lovely people ❤️

ia with you re: consistency, but to clarify, my last post was meant to be more of a positive outlook loool. like i personally don’t expect to see tons of romantic development from armony this season because of the way it’s gone so far and from the cues from the EPs. that’s not to say that i don’t want there to be or that i think they won’t ever become romantic, only that from my perspective it doesn’t seem to be a focus for this season. but like i said, i dont necessarily see that as a problem (consistency aside) because i like that the core of their relationship goes deeper than just being physical/romantic. and if only we get more emotional bonding, i would be a very happy camper! what i had meant was that i think us shippers might have a better time with the rest of the season if the expectations are lowered on the romantical front — since this show isn’t centered on a romance and so we can just enjoy whatever does come our way! it was meant to be a positive spin lol. but again those are just my thoughts, the last thing i want is to drum up negativity or tell other people how to feel or how to watch this show, so apologies if i came across that way!

i’ve said this before but worth reiterating, i don’t mean to spread bad vibes!! except when it comes to g*rrett miller lmao 👹 i’ve limited my ranting to ask responses lol. i prob sound overdramatic and anxious since i would hate to lose this show before the going gets good, but at the end of the day it’s just a tv show. shipping and frustrations etc, i don’t take any of it that seriously. in general i’m still v happy to watch this season and hope to enjoy the rest of the season, and i truly hope everyone else loves it so the show gets renewed for many more seasons to come!! 🤞

#the cleaning lady #asks #everyone watch this show so i can stop being anxious about it lmao

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Hey again :] !!

I hope your doing well today!

(real quick im glad that the yu ref actually went through hsndja thought tumblr was being a brat again lmao then again when is it not)

anyway i realized that you go off semi IA status on my birthday lmao

also i really like the new ending for the leona b-day fic! it felt more natural but either way, its a really good fic!!

Also sorry i havent been active on enstars much im trying but idk the gameplay isnt my favorite- but i keep trying to remind my self to at least login daily—

Twst and Project Sekai (Yes i actually play it now and can confirm some of the beat maps are uh impossible-) have been taking like all my time but im hoping to play Enstars more

Anyway—

Have a good day!

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(leona birthday fic !)

hi strawberry anon !!

yea the yu ref went through ! sorry for not answering it sooner i had a busy few months sjfksdjkf he's such a good boy tho *pats him on his floofy hair*

omg !! your birthday's coming soon :000 happy early birthday !!

ahhh thank you for liking the changed ending :D i really didn't like the original ending bc of how rushed i wrote it sjfdksfj i just wanted to put something out for his birthday and it wasn't the most well thought out ending to a fic i've been working on for a while,,,,which is why i changed it in the first place >:DD

+ honestly dw abt not being active on enstars ! it's got a lot of gimmicks which makes it kinda...hard to get into + the fact that there was a prequel game so it's kinda weird seeing all these chars being introduced as ppl we're already supposed to know jskfjskd

but i can confirm prosekai beatmaps are so ????? as someone who likes consistency, i absolutely despise that the notes can change sizes sjdkfjskf i've been trying the game out since my cousin has it, and as much as i enjoy vocaloid i am nOT a person who likes putting themselves through THAT much Pain and Suffering— JSKDFJKF

have a good day yourself !! i hope things are going well for you >:D

#/trau replies #/🍓 anon #can confirm #proseka players are probably bIG Ms ngl #espECIALLY if you only play expert and master #then i know that you are clinically insane #let me get you a psychiatrist #/j

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twww long 3d rant lmao

I JUSSS WANNA BE TH11N IN LIKE A MONTH BUT I DIDNT HAVE SELF CONTROL AND I CONTINUE EATING A NORMAL AMNT OF CALS TRYING TO Notttt Ahagshshshsh i want the CUTE FALL AESTHETIC AND I CANT!!

but also i dont want to buy that many new clothes but oversized sweaters r cute atleast uuuu

also!!! ppl saying that im sk1nny now but. im not. im less than 10lbs less than overweight for my sex/height? being bought an xs dress as a gift is so nice tho the dresses they used to get me were usually oversized like just to be safe also and i was like i cant even wear this without belts.

but yeah. my body makes no sense and i just need to eat smaller portions also for my own mental health like one larger meal that can end up a binge midday or later in the day is just ANNOYING and makrs me SO erratic.

I just feel like sometimes i eat smaller portions and then end up having a larger meal later anyway so id rather fadt long as possible but eating more food late at night genuinely makes me feel bad regardless of whether it was before the relapse or not... but i cant tell if its just 3d thoughts or not.. ugHHH

anyway i love love love reading 3d books even tho lot of them are abt or end in recovery. just the way thoughts are is just pleasing to me because i cant actually rationalize or talk about mybown thoughts in another way and sometimes tumblr is too obvious or visual or has other things on it and i took a break for a while but still read books

stuff ive read sofar:

winterg1rls (ofc)

binary star (written in very interesting way, unclear ending which i like)

faerie (this had an unrealistic hospital description but she was south asian!!)

believar<>ic (this was someone that just went thru one hospital stay by choice and fully pushed herself to recover which was cool compared to the other books)

wasted: a memoir of anor<>ia and b<>im<> (i think this is one of the best written)

thin by grace bowman

the girls at 17 swann st (I just began this so idk tbh)

sorry for weird censoring im scared of getting t w0rded before i make/ensure an alt exists