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genius-daddy · 3 months

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I mean- personally, I tend to stick to the hurt/comfort, fix it, angst with a happy ending, and tags of those sorts? I'm apparently an "empathetic sponge," according to my therapist, so...I have to be careful with the sort of fanfiction I read (any fics that have the "major character death" warning I can handle have the "temporary character death", "they get better", "major character undeath", or similar tags.)

Funnily enough (i say that, but my humor is slightly skewed due to trauma...so eh) , I sorta got into reading...explicit...character x reader fics as sort of exposure therapy. It- uh...mm...hm...not entirely sure if it is socially appropriate to really...go into depth with that part of my irl lore, so...the short of it was I never got a real chance to know what healthy relationships were supposed to be like. It is also where my issues with unbalanced power dynamics came from. So, the fanfics gave me the chance to learn and experience things in a way that gave me a much needed sense of control, and I could step away when I needed a break.

*shyly snuggles closer to you, head resting against your chest plastron* It- okay, this is probably gonna sound silly, but I primarily gravitated towards fics involving you because you're like- my main comfort character?

Then I discovered the "Tactical Au," and my brain just sorta went 'safesafesafesafe.' *chitters a bit as I absent-mindedly drum my fingers against your plastron* Geez, I rambled for a bit there...uh... but that is a bit of my own lore, I suppose. I'm... *huffs* I am actually not sure if any of that made sense - *clicks nervously*

-💝

Don’t worry, my love, I get it. I have induldged in my fair share of explicit fiction, and some of it was to help myself after that first failed relationship. ….

If that makes sense? It doesn’t does it.

#asks #anon asks #geniusdaddy #genius talks #💝 anon

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roleplayfinder · 6 months

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Nameless Liberty. Six gun

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A little bit about myself:

༓ I'm a 28y/o female

༓ GMT+1 (Middle-Europe)

༓ I can reply a few times per week. Sometimes,it can be daily, other times only one or two times a week. Though, I'll always keep you in the loop of updates

༓ Post length varies from 2 to many paragraphs (usually 200 words at least - up to 1500) . I just really love details, so hit me with the insight of your character and the surrounding!

༓ 3rd person, past tense

༓ Very communicative - love making moodboards and the like

༓ I do rp with Faceclaims (Realistic)

༓ Able to rp as any gender, though most comfy and experienced with "classic" cis fe/male

༓ I love character sheets - but they are not really necessary

What you should bring

༓ Be doubling friendly

༓ Also kinda chatty ooc

༓ Someone to bring at least a bit creativity

༓ Detailed (long) replies - I'm a sucker for getting into the charas heads

༓ Someone who understands life and doesn't push for replies

༓ Someone at least 18 y/o

༓ Someone who is alright with "harder" or more "mature" topics

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Setting

Maybe some of you recognize the title, maybe some don't.

I am on the search to induldge into a Modern, Slice-Of-Life rp that has it's main focus on the pairing -> musician x non-musician/fan

It'd also be MxF for my side - with my character as the female. Though, Doubling is very welcomed.

As per title - I would like to go alternate universe with this SoL setting, but keep an overall aesthetics of Visual Kei and J-Rock Bands. (Yeah, I hit that kind of Teenage-Rabbithole again...)

A broader rock&metal based could be a common ground, if you hugely dislike the topic above.

Aside from that, I would like to have this placed in Japan. (Yeah, I'm on the nostalgic trip again and looked at old photos from japan trips)

But I am open to different topics as well, though this would be my absolute favourite currently. If we double up, I am happy and glad to rp in other settings as well and am fairly open to a lot of thing.

Please like this or message me directly! :)

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#submission #eighteen and over #gmt+1 #modern #modern roleplay #modern rp #slice of life #slice of life roleplay #slice of life rp #mxf #mxf roleplay #mxf rp #oc #oc roleplay #oc rp

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missmonsters2 · 10 months

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ok this is super random but you're the only person I trust I can confess my insecurities. I'm going on holidays and I'm sooooo stressed lol whenever I go on holidays I feel bad about myself regardless of how I look. i tend to compare myself w others and I always end up feeling bad. I'm too ugly, too fat, too short etc. it feels like I can't enjoy myself during my vacation time. it's awful but idk what to do... *sigh*

awww bby, i've been there! Sometimes it's hard to look at yourself and see your best qualities, but trust me, there is!

You just have to remember that even if you compare yourself to others, those people you are comparing yourself to also have things they're insecure about. They might even be comparing themselves to you and wishing they had some of your qualities!

my mindset around vacation is that i'm there to enjoy it. It doesn't matter about my weight, I'm going to eat all the delicious foods because I took the time off to enjoy this. You can always lose the weight if you want to at any given time, but you're only gonna be at this vacation spot for a certain amount of time, and who knows what it will be like the next time you go!

Induldge the food babe. Make it into an asmr mukbang experience <3 Enjoy the sun and get a tan (but wear sunscreen‼️‼️ i've been seeing way too many tiktoks about sun poisoning). Savour the sightseeing and beaches if there's any. You'll look good as long as you're enjoying it :)

It's normal to have insecurities but remember it doesn't define who you are. It's important to love yourself, but if you struggle with it, you can strive to be body neutral!

Because who cares what other people think! Life is there for you to bask in it.

if anyone else says otherwise, i will bully them <3

#mm: answered #anon #enjoy your vacation!!

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blizzardfluffykpop · 2 years

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Found You

Summary: The royal courting ball is a ball that happens once a year where all the folks in the kingdom dance to find their match.

Oneshot

Fluff, Strangers to something more?, Royalty au, courting ball au, ice-skating, and Cinderella elements [such as the dance and lost and found thing–]

Word Count: 1,488

Shinwon X Reader

Not Requested

[A/n: Absolutely self-induldgent. This is based off of a dream I had, and I just elaborated on it. And made it end the way I wanted because I woke up before it finished. I really resisted making it a soulmate au–. I have not touched this for a while and like I edited three things and called it a day. So if you see a mistake just know it was not intentional.]

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I was dancing in the outside ballroom located five feet away from the castle. His checkered brown jacket and brown wavy hair immediately catch my eyes. We danced on our respective sides but with us both on the farthest outreaches of the circle. So, we could watch the other, and overhead someone announces, “Okay, go find a partner!” And I immediately lose him to the crowd, and I go over to see his section to try and find him. Unknowing of the fact he had already passed me. When I feel someone's arm lock with mine. And I look over, and it’s him. He smiles at me. “You dance well, beautiful.” I grin and tell him, “You do too. What’s your name, charming?” He smiles and leans into whispers in my ear, “Shinwon, and yours?” I whisper his name to myself and feel butterflies rupture in my stomach. I lean in and whisper to him, “(Y/n).” He does the same with my name, and we’re off following the crowd to the ice-skating rink.

Even as we tie on our skates, he never leaves my side. And I can’t help but feel enamored by him. When we both have them tied up, he helps me up and pulls me into the ice rink, “Can you skate?” I nod, “Not well, but enough not to fall.” He grins, “then that just means I’ll have to hold your arm the whole time to make sure you don’t.” My cheeks blush bright red, but I hope it’s not noticeable due to the temperature of the skating rink. We link arms, and I tell him, “I guess you just have to then.” We laugh and skate around the rink together, arm in arm. “What do you think of the castle?” I look back at it, “It’s quite pretty. The people there take care of us pretty well. Beauty comes from within.” He smiles, “I think so too, but I have to say you are the most beautiful person in the whole kingdom.” I blush red, “Even compared to the crown princess?” He laughs, “Of course.” I look over at him with a smile, “I think you’re more handsome than our prince.” He laughs, “I’m glad you think so.” He tells me before he pulls us into a spin. And it was then I noticed that the crowd of people had moved so we could spin around in the middle. I don’t think of much of it. But just like his name is familiar, I can’t seem to place the feeling.

I shrug off the feeling and hold his hands as we spin around on the ice. He holds my hand before he spins me out, and with a firm tug, he spins me back in. I feel free yet, completely safe as he holds me in his arms. He looks down into my eyes and just like when we were dancing. I fall deeply into his chocolate brown eyes and never wish to come back up for air. He asks, “May I kiss you?” I feel my heart get caught in my throat as I whisper out, please. He places a finger under my chin and brings my lips up to his. And as I kiss him back, I hear gasps and cheers, but I ignore them. Because not only is he a brilliant dancer, a skilled ice skater, and gorgeous, but he’s also a great kisser. Whoever his parents are, I'm going to have to thank them for making him. When we finally break away from each other. We lean our foreheads together, and he smiles, “Wow.” I grin, “Wow, indeed.” He places a gentle kiss on my nose before guiding us back to the outer ring of the rink and following the crowd. In its clockwise pattern, true to his word, he keeps his arm interlocked in mine the whole time.

We share little details about our lives as we continue around. And I can’t help but feel completely infatuated with him. The crowd starts to thin, and as we near the exit of the rink. He goes, “I have to go, but I will find you, okay?” I nod and tell him I have to use the restroom. He smiles, and he helps me out of the rink. Once we return our skates, we go our separate ways. My heart sinks to my stomach. He probably won’t be able to find me. I think to myself as I head to the bathroom to freshen up. I sit down in the stall when a crowd of people comes in. “Did you see who was skating with the prince?” I hear a collective groan, “Yeah, it should have been me!” As they continue talking, it finally clicks why he was so familiar. But he doesn’t match his painting at all. Because in the painting his hair is slicked back. There he’s wearing a decorated military jacket and a very straight face. In person, he was all long hair and waves, with a beautiful grin spreading from ear to ear. He didn’t match the description at all. But alas, he is the prince, Go Shinwon. And I think I’ve fallen for him, a commoner, falling for a man like him. And I even kissed him, oh gosh, what was I thinking? I wait for the crowd to exit before I do.

I go over to my mother’s stand and wave to her, “Did you have fun, sweetie?” I smile, “Yeah, I did.” She tilts her head at me, “But you don’t sound happy. What’s wrong?” I let out a small groan, “I think I ruined it all.” She shakes her head, “If you had fun, how could you have ruined it?” I shake my head, “It’s hard to explain.” She pats my head, “Well, whatever it is. You’ll pull through. Tell me when you can.” With a nod, I head away from her stand and find a clear bench and sit on it. Contemplating what to do if he finds out I’m nothing but a commoner,... I’m doomed. I sigh and stretch out before sliding down from the bench and sitting down on the gravel in front of the bench. He was the epitome of everything I ever dreamed of finding. Of course, he had to be the crown prince. And now, I’ll never see him again. As I wallow, I hear, “I was talking to your mother, and she said she made these cookies. And I saw you looked quite sad, so I brought one over to you.” A chocolate chip cookie appears in front of my line of sight. And with it, the checkered brown sleeve appears, and I realize he found me. And he knows who my mother is, oh no, I take the cookie nonetheless, knowing her cookies always cheer me up. I take a bite and watch as he sits down next to me. My eyes grow wide in surprise, “Oh! You shouldn’t be sitting in the gravel! It’ll dirty up your princely clothes.” He looks over at me with a small smile as he rubs his hand behind his neck, “You found out, didn’t you?” I nod, “You found out too, huh?” He nods, and we both look down at our shoes. I ask, “What do we do now?” He leans his head against the bench seat before looking over at me, “Well, there are a few things. But first, I want you to know that I’m absolutely infatuated with you.” I let out a heavy sigh, “Well, that’s one weight off my shoulders. Because I’m heavily infatuated with you too.” He lifts his head off the bench, “You are?” I grin, “Who wouldn’t be? You’re a magnificent dancer, a skilled ice skater, true to your word. And well, a great kisser, too.” He turns bright red, “Not just because I’m the prince?” I shake my head, “No, even if you were the crown jester, I’d still feel the same.” He grins and reaches out to hold my hand, “I’m glad, even if you were royalty from another kingdom, I would still feel the same.” He pulls my hand up to his lips and places a kiss on it.

“Well, your grace, what are we going to do?” He shakes his head, “Shinwon, is perfectly fine.” I shake the smile that starts to crawl up my face, “Well, Mr. Shinwon, what are we going to do?” He gets up from the gravel, takes the cookie from my hand that I had several bites out of, and eats the rest. “I was gonna finish that!” He laughs, “Too slow!” I laugh, and he pulls me to my feet, “What about another dance, my dear?” I shake my head, “(Y/n), is just fine,” He grins, “What about another dance, my (Y/n)?” I smile, “Sounds perfect.”

And that’s the story of the first night that Shinwon and (Y/n) shared together.

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crowpocrypha · 2 years

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Basil: I really love the new batman movie, batman is so hot

Me, physically repressing the Batman 2022 rant I've been seething in since I saw the movie: yeah, we think it's okay.

Spoilers for the movie:

Have the Rant anyway:

I genuinely feel bad when I tell people I don't like the film, because it seems so well received. I was so excited for this riddler, I was like "Oh I can't wait for riddler to be a big main antag!"

Then he got the Arkham Knight Scarecrow treatment. (By which I mean functionally he's just a secondary villain who hangs out in the background, but at least in AK scarecrow was, in some way, directly involved with nearly all of the subplots)

I'll avoid the Selina talk.

To be honest, I think it could have made a decent film, if they refined it and made it tell one story instead of what- three sub plots and an overarching narrative that probably only consumes about an hour of the film? Maybe it's the recording situation due to the mandates during production, but the film seems really unedited. It felt like kind of an unrefined narrative.

It's like they took a book, cut most of it, but didn't edit it to melt together seamlessly.

I really really wanted to like the movie, i remember getting out of the theater and feeling really indifferent about the film. I thought, "Maybe I'll digest it a bit, and then maybe I'll like it."

And then I digested it for a few days and realized:

"Wow. Okay. I hated that movie, but why?"

At first I thought it was the Selina Kyle thing, and then, no maybe it's the lack of riddler thing; After that, oh maybe it's the forced theme--

And then I realized: "OH. ITS ALL OF THOSE THINGS."

I desperately wanted to find something good, and I even visited the website before I saw the film, did the riddles and I FELT riddler in those riddles. Cocky, obnoxious, those words DRIPPING in narcissistic superiority. I watched the video, I was ecstatic.

Then, I saw the movie. I walked out, and I didn't like it.

I guess I probably hyped up the movie too much for myself, playing a narrative I actually enjoyed in preperation, indulging in the media that I was expected to induldge in after the film--

Then I got to the film, and it s u c k e d. To me, it sucked.

It felt boring, dry, and negligent to characters I love.

The character I liked the most in the whole movie? Penguin. PENGUIN. He gets maybe 7 minutes of screentime.

He comes off as the closest to penguin to me. I was thrilled to get a sadistic crazy riddler, a real serial killer kind of scary.

Instead, I got an edgier AK riddler without the robot army served to me with the hype of a slasher villain.

I KINDA EXPECTED SLASHER RIDDLER.

(Honestly, I probably would have loved shitty slasher riddler more)

I expected the film to be more like My Bloody Valentine meets Noir Detective.

Anyway, I'm getting off topic, so, rant over! Congrats! I hope I didn't piss you off too much. I'm just disappointed in the film. I have nothing against the cast, writers, or the director, I'm sure they had a really neat vision.

The execution and the marketing just didn't match up.

Honestly, if I'd opted to not avoid the trailers and spoilers or leaks, I probably wouldn't have gone to see the movie.

Thank 5 reading xoxo

#dc #the batman 2022 #rant #batman #riddler #catwoman #penguin

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go-our-own-ways · 6 months

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rant. petulant one. if you're sensitive on hp/jkr then don't read. I just needed to get it off my chest.

the year is 2023 and I got judged for induldging in a new-found hyperfixation on dramione, and thus judged for engaging in hp content

mind you this is new. hp is a childhood nostalgia for me and I did grow up with it, but I haven't touched it probably since 2012 or 2013. but the past 3 weeks, I have had trouble regulating myself mood-wise, and binging fic, particularly dramione, has helped me feel better.

but of course...someone judged me for it. ok then. I knew it would happen eventually but I'm just...sad. upset. disappointed.

frankly, I fail to understand how the loss of nuance and shades of grey in social media spaces and in conversations on media can possibly be seen as a good thing

do I agree with jkr? no

do I abhor her and her views and what she does with her money? yes

do I disagree now, after maturing and after learning (alongside much of society), with her portrayal of various Real marginalized or otherwise minority groups? yes

does this all mean I can't still appreciate the movies, the actors, the staff behind the magic on screen? no

does that mean I can't still enjoy the magic that isn't flawed or that didnt end up aging poorly? no

there's something called critical thinking and critical reading, and somehow people seem to have forgotten that. yes, it does no good to continue to line jkr's coffers. no that doesn't mean I can't still take solace in something I grew up with and once enjoyed, and in a way that won't hurt anyone.

if I buy something new that's from hp, then I'll make a donation of equal or greater value to an lgbtq org. it's only right, right?

it doesn't make it all better, but people have got to understand, we are all implicitly choosing our battles.

like with this flawed logic on hp...

everyone who enjoys g3nshin and st@r rail and scum vill@in and arkn1ghts and enst@rs and 1dent1tyv and so on and so forth? whether directly or indirectly, yall are lining china's coffers, giving them more softpower, and thus kore leverage in international politics. like I hate to say it but that's a real thing. yall aren't pausing to consider the damage of normalizing cn culture without the context of the crimes and horrors they've committed.

everyone who enjoys ANIME...is inadvertently feeding jp supremacy, then. bc there's few who wanna talk about the continued jp inability to acknowledge their roles in war, their supremacist ways, their racism and colorism, etc.

so why choose to fight me on hp when you definitely engage in cn or jp content and give them your money, hm? I guess we're all criminals here.

#the grind 30

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velvetkissses · 1 year

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I'll Give It To Someone Special

Character(s); Kitty Kane, Logan Echolls, Lilly Kane, Duncan Kane (mentioned)

Relationship(s); Logan Echolls x Kitty Kane (kinda one-sided), Logan Echolls x Lilly Kane

Summary; Kitty goes to a school dance right before Christmas, ready to profess their love to their best friend and crush, Logan, but unfortunately Kitty's night ends up sounding like the plot of a famous Christmas love song.

Notes; if it isn't obvious, this is inspired by Wham!'s "Last Christmas". Also this is kinda canon to the timeline of my main story, "Dirty Little Secret" (which I'll post soon), and happens pre-season 1, in 2001. Also, please ignore the weird formatting the text does for the lyrics, idk how to fix it.

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Kitty was never much of a party-goer, but somehow their best friend Logan had convinced them that going to the school's Christmas dance would be fun.

When Logan had brought it up, Kitty's mind wandered quickly and theories about why he brought up the dance filled their mind, and Kitty's mind lingered around the theory of Logan reciprocating their feelings and having a crush on them too.

Standing off to the side of the school gym, Kitty watched everyone around them. They had gotten there a bit earlier, alongside their twin brother Duncan and older sister, Lilly. Within a few minutes, both siblings seemed to disappear off into the crowd and Kitty was left to find sanctuary, outside of the crowd of students inside the school gym.

Loud music echoed in the room, making Kitty's head throb slightly, but they tried to ignore it for the time being and just watched everyone, their eyes searching around the room for the familiar face of their best friend and crush.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special

The voice of George Michael sang and Kitty lightly swayed from side to side, their back against the wall behind them, as their eyes searched for any indication of Logan, so they could try to go to him and hopefully explain their situation, regarding their crush on him.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special

Hopeful eyes glanced around the room once more, before they fell on a familiar face, that seemed to be talking to someone. Logan was really there. Kitty could almost not believe it and pinched their arm to make sure they weren't actually dreaming, before they took a deep breath, getting ready to head over to Logan.

As Kitty took a deep breath and mentally prepared to head over towards Logan's direction, their mind wandered off and instead of it lurking around the theory of Logan reciprocating their feelings, they edged closer and closer to insecure thoughts, ones about how Kitty wasn't his type, and how he probably only hung out with them out of pity, and not because he liked them.

Kitty took another breath, but this time not because they were nervous, but instead because they felt diffident and suddenly down in the dumps. Their pulse rose as they watched Logan talk with someone that they couldn't make out from outside of the crowd.

Once bitten and twice shy

I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye

Tell me baby, do you recognize me?

Well, it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me

Looking down at the gym floor, they kicked slightly at it and continued swaying to the melody of the song, as their mind and pulse both raced. Their sudden self-doubt didn't come out of nowhere, as they had never been the most confident person, but for the past few days, they had felt extremely confident and seemed to suddenly have lost all of the said confidence.

Happy Christmas, I wrapped it up and sent it

With a note saying "I love you", I meant it

Now I know what a fool I've been

But if you kissed me now, I know you'd fool me again

Looking back up, Kitty glanced back in the direction of Logan, and felt their heart break at the sight they saw. All because of their sudden lack of confidence, they lost the chance to be the one dancing with Logan, to no one else but their own older sister, Lilly.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

The loud music playing seemed to only get louder and Kitty could barely watch as Logan danced with Lilly. They knew they had no right to claim Logan as theirs, and he could like Lilly if he wanted, and that Lilly could like Logan if she wanted, but the sight still brought a quick strike to Kitty's heart.

Slowly but surely, tears began trickling down Kitty's cheeks, but before they could run down to their chin, they wiped their tears away quickly, and looked back down on at the floor, as the music echoed and Kitty's head continued throbbing even more.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special

What would they even have said if they went over before he and Lilly started dancing? They were always so bad with words, they'd definetly still sound all awkward and dumb then if they tried to confess their love to him.

Ooh

Oh, oh, baby

For all they knew, Logan would just reject them. It was few times it seemed possible that Logan would like them, and they internally yelled at themselves for being so delusional that they actually believed that they had a chance with Logan.

Wiping their tears away once again, Kitty huffed to themselves and made their way outside, to get some fresh air, and to escape the loud environment they were in, just for a few minutes.

A crowded room, friends with tired eyes

I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice

My God, I thought you were someone to rely on

Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on

Sitting down on the pavement outside, Kitty hummed to the music that was still able to be heard from inside the building, as they strummed their fingers against their thigh, trying as hard as possible to stop crying, not wanting to embarrass themselves incase anyone went outside and came across them crying on the pavement.

Even though Neptune was rarely cold, even in the winter, with it being in California, the night was surprisingly cold and a shiver ran down Kitty's back, as their teeth lightly chattered. They crossed their arms and continued humming along to the song to themselves.

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart

A man under cover, but you tore me apart

Oh, oh now I've found a real love

You'll never fool me again

The song echoed once more and Kitty kicked slightly at the ground, before chuckling to themselves, mentally noting to find someone else to like by the next year so they could follow in the song's footprints, and give someone special their heart.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special, special

Kitty stood up and wiped their eyes and nose, before continuing to chuckle to themselves, as they headed back to the entrance of the school gym, but not entering it, just wanting to be right outside, so they could still hear the song, but also not be consumed by it and how loud it was.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special

Special

Kitty sighed as they leaned against the wall, as they sung along to the song under their breath. Maybe they were foolish to think Logan would even like them. Maybe if they weren't stuck in their own lovestruck delusions, they could have noticed any hints pointing towards Logan liking their sister.

Or maybe they couldn't. Maybe Logan intentionally tried to hide any hint of having a crush. It wouldn't surprise them. Both that and him not liking them wouldn't surprise them, to be fully honest.

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart (I gave you mine)

A man under cover but you tore him apart

Maybe next year I'll give it to someone

I'll give it to someone special

The song finally faded out and Kitty let out a sad breath of air, as their brain kept on producing sad thoughts, that they just tried to ignore, which unfortunately was a bit of a challenge, with their situation and sudden disappearance of self-esteem.

Special

So long

#( if you will not have me as myself‚ perhaps as someone else‚ i'll be worth noticing ) ─ angsty writing #( would it be to much to ask to see the world they're living in ) ─ my writing #( you're just a girl‚ just a girl who knows no shame ) ─ self induldgent writing #— you're in my heart; logan echolls x kitty kane #Logan Echolls #Canon x OC #Canon x S/I #Canon x Self Insert #Writing #Logan Echolls x Kitty Kane

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brendanbekker604 · 7 months

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20 items

Canon 300D digital – This object's significance to me is quite high as this was one of the objects that made me become the creative that I am today. As This object was given to me when I was around 13 years old by my father who has a passion for photo taking

Staedtler pencil - This pencil took me through most of my creative processes over the last 8 years. The pencil has helped me create and inspire myself through many creative pathways from my history of doing architecture design, spatial design, product design in high school too my newly upcoming career in graphic design

Sony a7iii – With using DSLRS during the time I've been taking images I wanted to switch to the mirrorless option due to its better image quality, light, and more durable camera with being made with magnesium alloy. This camera has directed me into a new way of creating with the high burst rate, and low light image quality to where i have experimented in new ways creatively, opening my eyes into a new way of photography and being a creative.

My MacBook Air

From photo manipulation on adobe lightroom and photoshop, to vector-based designs my 2015 MacBook air has been one of the main pieces of technology in my creative making process in the last 8 years. From Creating warm bright images, to creating posters and publications, My MacBook air has been part of my creative journey

My Desktop PC

From being an impulsive purchase during lockdown, my Desktop has provoked new ways of thinking, pushing me through different ways of being creative other than just design. With it being a lockdown purchase and being stuck at home, the creativity with playing video games, music and using newer technology has helped me work as a creative in multiple fields.

My Dj Controller – DDJ400

With my passion to mix House and techno music taste, the style of music and the creative ways of mixing has inspired my work as a graphic designer in trying different styles that have simular emotions to the music, as I feel like creating can have a sound behind it.

Canon sure shot 40 zoom film point and shoot

With the beautiful characteristics of 35mm film, My canon Sure shot cameras has helped me induldge into the beauty of 35mm film and has inspired me to shoot more to capture the emotion in the image rather than creating a image to look aesthetically pleasing. This is brought more storytelling to my images.

Threaded Magazine

With this magazine being a prize for having the best group work in our main studio class, this is my first graphic design book to my upcoming collection of graphic design related objects and books. This has also gave me a push of positivity and a strive to push myself further as a graphic designer as this was rewarded to me personally.

Pinhole camera

When I was in intermediate school, my father and I had a little project of creating a pinhole camera. This has significant value to me as this was one of the first creative projects outside of school, With the timeline of my other cameras, I feel like this would have started my passion with photography

Audi Pen

From signing my student loan, to creating to do lists for my uni work, this Full Carbon Fibre Audi pen reminds me of where I came from before I started my graphic design career. It’s a great way of reminding me why I started this journey and reminds me why I should push myself in many creative ways.

Speakers Logitech G560

When I create, I put on music. Music is one of the main drives of my creative flow. The sounds of each genre, and each bassline helps me connect to what im creating. It makes me feel emotion and I find ways to express this emotion throughout my work. These Logitech speakers has been there with me through my two years at university and they have helped me as a creative to explore and express myself for who I am.

Wacom Tablet

This tablet has helped me design sketches of homes in 2017 all the way to illustrator sketches. This tablet has helped me bridge the gap between sketching on paper into sketching on adobe software's. Its been such a useful tool in my design practices from product design to even just using it as a mouse, it has been a convenient item for more than just creation.

Bose Headphones

I connect to these headphones, and I transfer towards a different planet, With the active noise cancellation, my Bose headphones has helped me create the majority of my work in the last two years. While sitting on the bus looking out the window, to being at the gym working out. These bose headphones being on my head has helped me think of some of my design ideas when im on the go. With the music being the only thing being heard, it pushes the emotion and gives my designs a whole new meaning.

Kodak Film Camera

This camera has been in the family since I was a child, from my grandfather taking images, all the way through to me taking photos on this. This camera now sits in my collection of cameras I use when I got out to practice. The significance of this camera in my family has created a personal connection. Between me and the photos I shoot.

The journal – Herschel supply

From working my part time job when I was 16 at $16 a hour to finally saving up enough money to go out and buy my dream backpack, I got given this journal filled with Promotal items. The beautiful typographic layout, fonts, grid and images has inspired my style of how I create today.

Guitar

From the metal strings to the wooden neck of the guitar, the notes and feeling I get playing the guitar helps me express and be myself, these traits have been included in my work. The raw sound of the guitar plugged into the amplifier gives the raw edge and naturalness has been implemented into my work and projects.

Notebook

From writing down thoughts, all the way through to do list and things to remember, this notebook has been here through my design career helping me stay on track. Having this as a way of tracking my processes and thoughts, it ensures that as a creative I stay on track to ensure my design processes stay effective.

Tripod

From tripods being used since the 4th century Bc, the tripod has helped me keep my images and video stabilized and still. With the three legs keeping it upright, the tripod is shaped like how being stable would be imagined. With multiple stable ground points, the tripod has helped me as a creative to create in many and multiple ways.

Green USB

The usb is made to store files in a portable manner, The usbs fundamentals has helped me save my music, design work and everything creative. It has helped me push my boundaries of experimentation through creation and is a fundamental item in my inventory. The usb has been a important key to my design work.

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gravegrime · 7 months

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A question to the storytellers out there!

What do you think is the most fundementally important part of any story? The writing, style, or theme/message?

I'm going to give my answer below the cut but please let me know what you think and why as well. Lets have a discussion about this!

For myself I believe the most important aspect of any story is it's writing. A story necessarily has to be a series of events that happen sequentially so you inherently need to know what those events are.

If you would allow me to analogize for a moment: I like to think about stories like a house. The stories various components roughly mapping onto different parts of its construction. Writing serves as the foundations and frame of the home. What events happen and how they happen serve to hold up all the other aspects of your story. A strong foundation will give you a sturdy base to build off of as currently you have just the shell of a home. The where, what, and how exist here but nothing else.

Your thematic elements make up the why. To continue the analogy you could think of them as utilities and functions within the home. The meaning you put into the various "rooms" make them more than just rooms. They become kitchens, bathrooms, and bedrooms. Places to live but still barren.

Who this home was built buy shines through in style. The colour of paint and decor within the empty rooms. Little personal touches to make the place feel like somewhere you've lived and finally transform the house into a home!

I understand that was all a bit flowery and I did induldge a bit, as it my right, but I think it's the best way to illustrate my feelings on the matter. I do think that all aspects of storytelling are important but I also don't think they're all created equal. I think above all else the most important thing to get right with your story is the writting. Everything necessarily flows from it and if you have a rotten foundation the whole project is going to fall flat!

Themes are great but if there's nothing to support them, or even worse you contradict them in your writing, they're sort of worthless. There isn't much to gain from advice given without reason!

Style can be wonderful to look at or consume in some way but eye candy is just eye candy if there's nothing more fundemental underpinning it. If you want candy that's fine, but you can't really call it a well balanced meal if that's the case.

This does kind of lead down the rabbit hole of what is and isn't good writing if it's so important to your story but that is something that will have to wait till another time. I am going to give my perspective on stuff like that for sure, but I feel it's probably better done piece meal in different conversations.

Thanks for reading, and I hope to have some interesting discussions lads!

#writing #storytelling #writeblr #question #graveyard grumbles #it always is a bit stressful posting opinion stuff like this #I am really just looking for a discussion #I know the internet isn't the most receptive to that lol

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hermithascrabs · 1 year

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Today i am writing to not sound poetic....just to pour my heart out.

I have gone through ups and downs in the last couple of months.

There have been good days and bad days. Ans 12/11/2022 the day of the concert was the best day in this year so far.

I dont know what the Almighty has planned for me in the coming days and i am too scared to ask for anything.

Cause the last time i asked for something, i did get it but it ended up being one of the most hurtful and devastating experience of my life.

A cross that i will have to bear for a very long time what i have come to realize.

I can't help but constantly go back and wonder if the person still misses me or regrets giving up on me. I still imagine from time to time fake scenarios thinking that there's a greater view/aspect to this. That they cared about me.

But the truth is, in every step of the way, people just have exploited my good intention, love and care for them and has left me like a destitute.

And that's why when someone says to me i love you, i dont believe them...i know they have another crooked scheme in their mind. When they say they think i am beautiful, i know they are lying....they only lust/fetishize but they wont accept socially. When they say, they care about me i know that comes from a self-fulfilling heroic gesture that is actually empty in its core.

And i cant and dont want to latch onto people who literally has nothing to offer and says i love you.

I have accepted the fact i am always going to be alone. I have accepted the fact, romantically i will never be fulfilled beyond this point.

And i dont want to run my life like that anymore.

I am a human being with certain biological aspects.

Sometimes i wish i didn’t have the need to love or the need for physical intimacy was obliterated altogether.

I think i am already spent.

And i cant help but feel sorry for myself that i induldged in Sam and let myself get broken like this. While he cared so less or didnt care at all.

And the vulture came in and swoop and fed on the rest of the carcasses.

I am done. And i am indecisive.

I Don't think i want to go to USA.

Neither i want to stay here

I want peace. I just want to enjoy the other aspects of life. And i am petrified of losing that. The fact i enjoy art and music and soulful connection is actually something i am proud of.

I was distraught when i couldnt find my pleasure in these things during the darkest time of this year.

I am glad i got it back now.

I Don't want to be vulnerable anymore.

I dont want to be emotionally dependent on anyone anymore.

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