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mzradyer · 25 days
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destroyer x healer
mara dyer and noah shaw from the unbecoming of mara dyer by michelle hodkin
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maranoahs · 1 year
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I’m so furious and consumed by shame that the last thing I say to her is, “But I never want to see you again.”
Mara and Noah broke up 5 years ago!
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booksxoceans · 4 months
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What Do Authors Owe Their Readers? (Or: What Happened to Michelle Hodkin?)
I'm still upset that there's no word on this project. 😠
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marashawness · 2 years
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characters of the mara dyer series as jung’s archetypes.
An archetype is a universally understood symbol or term or pattern of behavior, a prototype upon which others are copied, patterned, or emulated.
part 1 / part 2 
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Rain world mod makers please make more scugs based off already existing characters I've only seen one and that's the Grimm mod but I need to see more scugified characters please it would be so cool
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roxyvegs · 9 months
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headers marashaw like
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sylvia-forest · 5 months
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[CN] Shaw's 6th Anniversary Livestream Message
⚡This post contains detailed spoiler's for an Event which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡
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How is this place?
Personally designed, personally arranged, isn't that sincere enough?
Why call it fancy?
It's interesting when classical and trendy elements from different cultures collide, both ancient and modern.
History is also formed through collisions between different cultures, isn't it?
Tch, it already looked quite similar from the beginning.
Don't let fixed aesthetics and concepts confine you, or you'll only become more rigid.
Ah... don't think about hitting people, okay?
Why do I feel like you're becoming more and more rampant lately?
Weren't you a well-behaved girl before?
It seems not so well-behaved anymore.
After all, if you were a truly well-behaved girl, you wouldn't have followed up so recklessly.
It's been a long time, long enough that the day we met at the bus stop has become "history."
Well, of course, it's history, but it only highlights you and me.
Although I majored in archaeology, being with you makes me want to experience new things.
It seems that with you around, new things become more interesting.
I know you feel the same way.
Well, it's only natural.
Anyway, I'll help you throw away all worries and limitations about the future.
Just follow me closely. Otherwise, I might hold your hand very tightly.
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Confession #103
"people who ship Seven/Liam Shaw have no respect for Seven. All they care about is the boring white guy. Why would you ship a queer character with this guy? Why people ship an amazing female character with the most boring male character ever?"
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joshusten · 7 months
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ouhh im trying to draw my design for some the shaw pack listeners bc of a comic im doing and uh............im inlove with my angel
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playchoicesconfessions · 10 months
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Sent by @theoneandonlyespa
‘I was gonna play ILB to gain diamonds, but all it took was one conversation with Parker Shaw to know i was going to spend every diamond i ever acquired on his scenes and it was so worth it. The way this Fred Jones type flirts and takes care of the group has turned him into of my favorite LIs in the whole app!’
POST/CONFESSIONS DO NOT REFLECT THE MOD’S PERSONAL OPINIONS!
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maggiecheungs · 4 months
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help me decide which ones to prioritise before my mubi membership runs out! and please feel free to tell me why or recommend multiple films (or one i haven't mentioned)!
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maranoahs · 2 years
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Mara (+Daniel and Joseph) spam because I miss her :)
Even in the dark I can see her flushed cheeks, her berry-stained lips parted, the few scattered freckles that dust her cheeks. I don’t touch her skin, but I fill my hand with her hair, and let the strands that look like double helices fall from my fingers, the dusky city light making the few amber strands in her dark hair shine. - The Becoming of Noah Shaw
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Confession: I can't stand Redacted Audio's werewolf characters, all of them. If you ask me, his whole channel is overrated asf, but specifically his werewolves are so bad that they actually make me angry. He never lets them be werewolves, when I first tried getting into Redacted I listened to his David and Asher playlists (those characters were hyped up to me as amazing) and I actually lost my sanity waiting for them to actually show any signs of actually being werewolves. I was so bored that I wanted to scream.
I'm sorry but if Redacted can't come up with things to do with the werewolf theme, maybe he should just keep his hands off of that trope. There are so many better written/better acted werewolf ASMR characters but all the hype goes to Redacted and his Shaw Pack werewolves, who are honestly werewolves only in name.
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redlikeredacted · 1 year
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Hi, Hello, I am once again presenting the internet with a fragment of the David/Asher fic I’m working on. This scene is a flashback, featuring Asher drunkenly flirting with David, and David being a little too strong for his own good.
This scene is about 1k and the full fic is shaping up to be about 16k words.
The moon had risen over the lakefront cabins the pack was staying in, but only the pups were sleeping. Everyone else had congregated in the main cabin that David, his dad, and Asher’s family were staying in. They were having a pack party of sorts. It wasn’t even for a holiday, although they were solidly in the midst of all the summer drinking holidays. The party was just a way for them to enjoy everyone else’s presence. 
It was the first summer that most of the second generation of the pack could legally drink, so the alcohol was flowing quite freely. David sat comfortably in the corner of the couch with a lukewarm White Claw in his hand, watching as his friends drunkenly tried to play Mario Kart in mirror mode. Asher was next to him, with every inch of his side pressed up against every inch of David’s. It felt right.
“I don’t think there’s enough alcohol in the world to get me to like mirror mode,” Asher said, before turning to face David and continuing, “Come do a shot with me? I wanna put that theory to the test.” Asher had just been full out giggling a few moments before, and a blush had taken over his face about three shots ago.  
Already five shots in and drunk enough to kill a man if Asher asked him too, but sober enough to still look out for his best friend, David said, “Fine, Ash, but this is your last one.” David was also still sober enough to pointedly ignore how his heart ached to call him his boyfriend instead of best friend and how his core tried to pull the word mate out of his mouth where Asher’s name was meant to be. He chugged the rest of his White Claw.
Asher jumped up giddily, passed his controller off to Milo, and pulled David by the wrist through the living room and into the kitchen. There was enough alcohol on the counters to kill a small army, courtesy of all the freshly 21-year-olds. Asher reached down into the sea of bottles and pulled out two. David raised an eyebrow at the Pink Whitney as Asher passed him the strawberry vodka. “I don’t know how you drink that. It tastes like perfume,” David said.
“Oh, it tastes like shit, but it does what I need it to, baby.” Something almost snapped in David at the ease in which Asher called him “baby”. Something else in him desperately wanted to hear it again. David’s hand was shaking as he poured his shot, and it wasn’t the alcohol’s fault.
Asher raised his shot glass to clink with David’s. With a crooked grin, Asher said, “Cheers,” and knocked his shot back like water. David did, too. The vodka tasted like bad mouthwash, and it burned going down. Asher lightly pushed David back in the direction of the living room. David led the way out, and Asher followed closely behind him. 
Once they were back in the living room, David tucked himself back into his corner of the couch. This time, Milo was sat next to him where Asher had been. Instead of sitting on the floor next to him, like he was often more than content to do, Asher sat on David’s lap. He leaned back against the arm of the couch and snuggled into David. David felt a blush rise to his face.
Across the room, David’s father raised an eyebrow at him. He mouthed, “You good?” When David gave him a thumbs up, he mouthed back, “Liar.” David lightheartedly glared in return, because in all honesty, he was. Hell, if he was sober, he wouldn’t have even blinked twice at Asher sitting on his lap at this point. There were far worse things that Asher had done. 
Once, Asher had come up and wrapped his arms around David’s waist while he was making breakfast for them after a sleepover. He’d pressed a kiss to the junction of David’s shoulder and neck, then rested his head between David’s shoulder blades. “We’re like a couple in a shitty romcom,” is what Asher had said, laughing to himself. He only pulled away when he heard Gabe coming. 
Another time, David had carried Asher back into his apartment after a night out drinking. When David had put him in his bed, Asher pulled him down and kissed him like he was dying. David slept on the couch that night, and Asher didn’t remember it the next morning. 
Gabe broke David out of his thoughts when he came up and pressed a glass of water into David’s hand. “Make sure he drinks some, too,” he had said, nodding towards Asher. He walked back over to his conversation with Marie before Asher had the chance to complain.
Asher turned to tuck his face into the crook of David’s neck, and the sweetness of it made David heartbeat race. Asher spoke against the sensitive skin there, “You’re so fucking pretty, David.” 
David’s grip tightened on the glass in his hand. He clenched his jaw and felt his cheeks redden once again. Across the room, Gabe gave him another “Are you okay?” look. David shifted his eyes from his dad’s towards Asher’s direction and then back again, and his dad just laughed at him. 
“No, really. It’s not fucking fair. How am I supposed to be the comedic relief friend if I can’t think when you’re around? You and your stupidly pretty gray eyes and your soft hair and your stupid muscles that you can pick me up with way too easily and,” Asher cut himself off, “God, you’re fucking gorgeous, Davey.” 
David’s grip tightened further around the glass, and he was sure if he checked, he’d see his knuckles turning white. The glass was starting to flex in his hand, but it was the only thing left tethering him to reality and stopping him from making out with Asher right there on the couch.
Asher moved to look David in the eye. “You are a beautiful, beautiful man, David,” he said. Asher punctuated the thought by pressing a soft kiss to David’s cheek.
The glass in David’s hands shattered into a thousand tiny pieces, and more than a few embedded themselves in his hand. He shook the glass out of his palm, and Marie was already next to him, gesturing for him to give her the wounded hand and going on her spiel about how bad the pack was at taking care of themselves. 
David announced to no one in particular when Marie had finished her healing, “I’m taking Asher up to bed.” He scooped up Asher and stood up with ease, despite the other man’s protests. It was just as much for his own good as it was for Asher’s. 
As David carried Asher bridal style up the steps and away from the party, Asher was looking at him with nothing but want in his eyes. Asher wasn’t normally a horny drunk, or even a flirty drunk, but apparently he was tonight. When David set him down on his bed, Asher looked up at him with his eyes dilated and his face flushed. There was something sultry in his voice as he said, “I wanna do very bad things with you, David.” 
A flustered, strangled noise slipped out of David’s mouth before he said, “Say that sober and then we’ll talk.” David left the room faster than he normally would and almost slammed the door behind him. He leaned back against it, breathing deeply and trying to think about anything other than Asher.
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obsessedthingsblog · 10 months
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Move over declan we have a new best friend in town
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randomscpventblog · 3 months
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If it's fine, I want to vent here. I'm getting upset every single day since this whole shit started. You know why this all started? because people refuse to accept someone's boundaries to the point the person has to constantly repeat themselves not to use this tags not to name this person this person, not to do this as they were a fictive, a kin, a irl. But people won't listen and claim it's guilttripping. It got to the point where people started attacjg this person and their partners even to the point where someone is still actively attacking someone's partner. seriously, can we all fucking grow up and drop this shit? At this point, no one can't claim theyre a victim of anything if theyre the one who keep bring up the drama and keep pouring gasoline into the flame. How about everyone stop pointing at people and actually do what they promise to do. stop being snowflakes, leave each other alone, and respecting boundaries. we are going in circles. The rewrites WANT to have fun, WANT to be left alone and happy with their creations as it's something they do for fun, FOR THEIR FUCKING SAKES. FICTIVES, IRLS, PEOPLE WHO HAS EXPRIENCE PEOPLE GROOMING THEM WITH CHARACTERS. NO ONE WANT TO DEAL WITH DRAMA AND LIVE IN FEAR THAT THEY'RE GOING TO GET DOXXED AND STALKED NEXT FROM A CERTAIN BRIGHT FAN. The Bright fans, THEY CAN'T FUCKING HELP IT! SOME OF THEM ARE FICTIVE AND KINS! They did change the brights and made it better that AB, That's enough. It's counts and that's all it matters. They're not going to change the name Jack or Bright because it feel wrongs to them. PLEASE RESPECT THAT BLOCK THEM IF YOU'RE SO UPSET PEOPLE, IF THERES DO NOT INTERACT FOR SO AND SO. DON'T FUCKING INTERACT. IF THERE'S TAG SAYING DON'T TAG AS THIS. FUCKING DO IT. IT'S SIMPLE AND YOU'RE ALL MAKE IT SO FUCKING DIFFICULT THAN IT HAS TO BE. GROW THE FUCK UP. IT'S 2024 AND IT THIS IS MAKE YOU 'DEPRESSED' OR MAKE YOU WANT TO DIE. GET THE FUCK OFF OF TUMBLR UNTIL YOU'RE IN THE RIGHT MINDSET. THIS IS A DIGTAL SITE. YOU CAN LEAVE WHEN YOU WANT TO. NO ONE IS FORCING YOU TO STAY HERE. OVER A FUCKING CHARACTER. A SINGLE FUCKING CHARACTER. GROW THE FUCK UP. Rant over.
I think some context is missed here the drama that happened a few days ago didn’t happen because a few rewrite creators asked people to respect their boundaries, it happened because a Bright fan made a vent post about how the drama was affecting them and a different Bright fan decided to be disrespectful in the comments of that vent post, which then in turn caused someone in support of the removal/rewriting of Bright to reblog that vent post with evidence of AdminBrights behavior, as well as stating that people can’t use the character in good conscience which is where the guilt tripping part came in, along with another post being made calling it a “moral failing” on anyone who continues to use Bright. Also keep in mind all this along with all the reblogs in support of the removal of Bright are being seen by the original poster who just wanted to vent about how the situation was affecting them.
While I do agree that everyone should respect other’s boundaries, saying that absolutely no guilt tripping was happening just isn’t true, it might’ve been easy to miss but it was there.
Also no one should be sending death threats or any hate to others regardless of if they use Bright, Shaw, or a rewrite. As always it’s up to the individual to curate their online experience and that means blocking and simply not engaging with people and concepts you don’t agree with. As for tagging I truly hope the people tagging rewrites with Bright were just doing it out of a misunderstanding but also as always make sure you read and respect each blog’s rules before sharing/rebloging their content.
As for the last part I believe that everyone has a right to feel safe and accepted here on Tumblr so no one should be ostracized into leaving regardless of whatever character/‘s they like. Even though Bright fans shouldn’t interact/follow people who ask them not too it doesn’t mean they should be forced off Tumblr the same goes for Shaw fans. Everyone here should feel safe within their own communities and none of those communities should feel threatened or ostracized from the platform, that includes the rewrite community, Bright fan community, and the Shaw fan community.
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