#what can i say i love butterfly analogies

[mirahuyooo]

Beloved Butterfly | kth

— From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he thought you were so beautiful—a butterfly he was so hesitant to touch in fear of it flying far away, but you stayed. As he became yours, you became his—his beloved butterfly.   

Word Count: 3,989 Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader Content/s: suggestive themes, mature content (violence, guns, blood, all that mafia shit), fluff, romance, established relationship, dual pov, cold mafioso!Tae is a simp for you, you & tae being a dangerous couple (rawr?), there was an attempt with the action sequence lol, ANGST, Mafia AU

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A/N: I really liked this one butterfly dress I saw on Pinterest and this was supposed to be a sweet CEO AU but I had just love the angst that the Mafia AU promised IM SO SORRY (っ °Д °;)っ ANYWAYS, i hope y’all enjoyed!! Let me know what y’all think (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

The black fabric falls gracefully over your figure before fluttering down against your calves. It was fairly simple at the front with a decent plunge that showed just enough of your décolletage to be the blank canvas that will display the layers of jewels you had planned on putting around your neck. The real party was at the back of the dress, which had the lace flowing out from the center into the shape of a butterfly—an imitation of fairy wings almost. 

Grabbing the pair of pearl earrings on your vanity table, you take a look at the woman in front of you. With most of her make up done so simply, she would've gotten away with a natural look—had it not been for the red that painted her lips. Her hair was held up in a simple bun with delicate wisps of hair framing her face—a style which allows her to appear effortlessly elegant and showcase the beautiful lace detailing on her back.

She looks beautiful. 

You look beautiful. 

You had no doubt about it—nor would you have had the chance to in the first place. With footsteps coming close, you knew instinctively he was coming.

Kim Taehyung.

"You look absolutely ethereal, darling," he instantly says this, the moment his eyes landed on you, engraving every detail in his head of the way you looked in the mirror. It would be sin to ruin such a beautifully put together masterpiece, but who was he if not a devoted devil? 

The red on your lips stretches to a smile at his words. “Thank you,” you say, eying him through the mirror with a gaze firm but fond. “I spent a great deal of time planning it through.”

Taehyung huffs like a child at the subtle warning you sent him. There was a dinner, you see, that Namjoon invited the both of you to, and with such high regards to pair with your will to fit into his world, your boyfriend knew there was no way convincing you out of this one—but, he’ll definitely try.

Stepping forward, his arms wrap around your waist in an almost territorial manner, a contrast to how his words soon come out. With a pout on his lip, your boyfriend puts forth his puppy dog eyes. "How can I possibly let you leave?" he then coyly whines, "can't we stay, hm?"

The lips grazing on your shoulders was tempting, but you manage to simply give him a sweet smile through the mirror as you put your last earring into place. You knew well a wolf hid behind that puppy façade.  "We can't, Tae," you tell him, wordlessly handing him the necklace. "We promised we'd attend on time."

In spite of the pout on his lips, Taehyung abides by your silent request and drapes the pearls around your neck, the diamond heart resting just right in between your collarbones as the gold chain that accompanies it hangs idly by. The proud grin on his face couldn't be helped—he had given this to you after all. 

This moment of triumph however was thwarted. It was hard not to when you caught the sneaky hands that were trying to slyly make their way down your hips. You thread your fingers together, locking them in front of your middle to keep them from wandering off. "Behave," you softly chastise, turning your head to shoot him a warning look. 

Alas, he only wolfishly grins, not at all threatened by your scolding, but he nonetheless indulges. "If I do, will you reward me?" He muses, nose skimming along your cheek as his breath fans your skin. 

You hum, turning back to press your lips in a short but sensual kiss. "Maybe," you say, pulling away from his embrace with a teasing smile. "Come along now," you sweetly call, "they’re already on their way there. We should be, too."

Taehyung almost growls at how easily you could walk away from the moment, but he composes himself. If he couldn't tempt your lust, then he knew it was best not to tempt your wrath and obey—for as long as he can, at the very least. 

After all, good boys get rewards, and Kim Taehyung loves such luxuries. 

Well into the night, the dinner party was in full swing—and yet, he would really rather be home right now.  

Taehyung watched as you talked with Jimin and his girlfriend, perhaps something about her job and the latest project she was working on. The amiable smile and sweet gestures that encompasses you makes the atmosphere light, easily easing the newest addition to Bangtan’s world—something that Jimin has once pulled you both aside and immensely thanked you for.

For Taehyung, it was expected, of course. After all, it had been your own curious courage for a conversation that sparked a bond between you both—you, with your kind gaze making him fall in love with you—and when it did, it burst into a never ending flame. 

A ghost of a smile lingers on Taehyung’s lips, but the icing on the cake is the fiery heart eyes he was making. One would argue that this softer look on the mafioso’s face was a sign of weakness—his heart bared on his sleeve in all of it’s vulnerability. After all, your constant presence has gotten rid of that terrifying glare he unconsciously does.

Such softness, however, mustn’t be taken advantage of. You, after all, had been taken in under Bangtan’s wing—trained by him, Jimin, and Jungkook themselves. You will never be caught so easily, and even if you would’ve been, there’s no way he’ll just stand there and do nothing.

As Jimin's girlfriend takes him aside to the buffet table, Taehyung seizes his chance to fill in your company. “Care to dance with me now, sweetheart?” he murmurs against your ear, as you idly sipped on a cocktail. 

You hum against your glass as you lean into his hold. "One second," you chuckle as you down the rest of your glass, setting it down on a passing waiter's tray. Fully facing him with a smile that nearly compels him to do the same, you link your arms with his. "Shall we?"

Taehyung straightens his posture as his eyes dance in playful joy. "We shall," he muses back, leading the both of you to the dancefloor where other couples have gathered to the music performed by the quartet. 

The sway that the two of you easily fall into made more time for Taehyung to engrave you into his mind—your eyes shining in awe at the chandeliers overhead, the constant beginnings of a smile that settles on your lips, and, of course, the love your soul bears as you finally turn your attention back to him. 

"What is it?" you lightly snort upon noticing the dreamy haze his eyes cast onto you. "Something on my face?"

Shame doesn't make it to his face, a proud, flirtatious smirk tugging at his lips. "Have I ever told you how absolutely breathtaking you look tonight, my dear?" Taehyung purrs, head playfully tilting as you did. 

From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he thought you were so beautiful—a butterfly he was so hesitant to touch in fear of it flying far away, but you stayed. As he became yours, you became his—his beloved butterfly.

Again, you laugh—such music to his ears. "Only about a dozen times on the way here," you muse, jokingly leaning in as if your words were a secret no one else should hear. "As you should, of course."

Taehyung chuckles. "Mhm," he agrees, "feel free to smack me if I ever lack in that department."

You endearingly roll your eyes at his teasing, knowing full well he never holds back with his compliments. "Just dance with me, will you, Kim?"

Your boyfriend pulls you closer without any further complaints. "With pleasure," he croons, standing tall with the pride of being with a beauty such as yourself. Oh, how he loves you. 

BANG!

Alas, there are things in his life that put his beloved butterfly at risk. 

The sound of gunfire pierces the paradise he's crafted for the both of you, the noise ripping a startled scream from all around him—including you. Immediately, the gentle, warm hold he had on your waist protectively tightening around your waist like a boa constrictor. 

Who the fuck decided to ruin such a good night?!

Scouring the ballroom, he spots multiple gunmen surrounding the room as people begin taking out their hidden guns too. He turns to you, seeing you sneak your own pistol out. "Jagi—"

You interrupt him with a chaste, shaking kiss as you put up a brave front. "I'll be fine," you tell him, already readying to join the others. "Let's get out of this hellhole, hm?"

Taehyung could barely nod at your words, instinctively shooting at a bastard he saw point a gun towards you both. The two of you move almost in sync towards an exit, the panicked crowd nearly separating you two once or twice, but Taehyung never lets his eyes lose sight of you. 

"Taehyung over there!"

His head whips towards where you nodded your heads towards—a set of revolving doors where Hoseok and Jimin held their stance as Namjoon guides Jimin's girlfriend out with him to safety. His hyung, too, sees you two. "Taehyung! (Y/N)!" Hoseok calls, "come on!"

Running. 

That was all you could think of. 

You ran so much, your calves were aching to no end. It's most definitely a bad day to wear heels. Taehyung's half tempted to carry you over his shoulders, but neither of you could afford to stop, not when there were bullets chasing after the four of you. 

At some point, an intersection presents itself, with enemies in the hallway in the way of the two of you crossing over to where Hoseok and Jimin had managed to cross. The two of them cover for you both as you hurried over to them on the other side of the hall, Taehyung’s large frame hovering over as if to shield you. 

“What’s the plan?”

There was a note of urgency in his voice, his grip tightening around your hip as he gently moved you away from the corner. With Taehyung on your left and Jimin on your right, you check your bullets as the men think about the next course of action. 

Before you, Hoseok grunts as a bullet nearly pierces him when he turns to peak around the corner. “The parking,” he then tells your boyfriend, “get the cars, and the others if they haven’t made it there yet.” 

As soon as the four of you gathered your bearings, you all immediately fell into a system of pairs—Jimin and Hoseok, and, obviously, you and Taehyung. Taehyung covers for you from behind whilst you manned in front. You manage to shoot two men down on your way to the venue’s parking lot.

As Hoseok and Jimin crouch towards Jimin's car, you and your boyfriend head to a different part of the parking lot for his. “Fuck,” you hear Taehyung lowly cursing under his breath, making you follow his line of sight, where you soon see that near his car were the some armed men looming around. 

 Fuck, indeed. 

The two of you hid behind a pillar as you thought of the next move, which, fortunately, came to you. "I think there's about four of them," you note, "if we take down two each, then we’ll have about a few minutes until their backup arrives, right?"

Taehyung nods, though the rough layout of the plan doesn’t do well to assure him. Fishing out the keys from his pocket, another problem presents itself—there in the faint reflection of the car the two of you were hiding behind, he sees another man sneaking behind you.

Without another thought, Taehyung shoots him in the head. A bold and great move, had it not been for the fact that it attracted the attention of the other men in the area and unleashed a whole fight.  

The two of you curse under your breath, as both sides tried to stick bullets into one another. One would say this is no fair fight—two against how many is a sure sign of being outnumbered—but this was Kim Taehyung, one of Bangtan’s best sharpshooters, and you trained under him. 

Still, they kept on coming as the two of you tried to crouch closer towards his car—which hopefully doesn’t have too many holes in it to not work, otherwise this’d all be for naught. The rising tension is surely getting to you both, especially with the worry gnawing on you both about each other.

Yet, in the midst of the adrenaline rush, pain shoots through your body, an unexpected casualty considering that there's something sticking out of your shoulder —a throwing knife and not a bullethole. 

“(Y/N)?!”

Ahead of you, Taehyung calls out for you, frantic to realize the two of you have been split from the other—perhaps because right now you were ducked behind a different car, trying to process the fact that a knife was thrown at you. You debate your options, pulling it out would make you bleed out, but you need it out to move more and shoot these bastards down. 

It was then, another knife lands a nasty dent on the car behind you, missing your head by a couple of inches. You barely have the time to be shocked, forced to aim your gun at the bastard and shoot the last of your bullets on him, putting a bullet to his hand and neck. 

Looking at the empty gun in your hand, you curse and tuck it back beneath your dress. You don’t have much time, this you know as you peeked over and saw your boyfriend occupied in between shooting, taking guns from the dead men around him, looking around for you, and getting close to his car. That’s it. 

Taking a deep breath as you hold on to the knife embedded in your shoulder, you nearly make your lip bleed from biting back a scream. The grip you have on the handle is tight even as it shakes, and you use your other hand to apply pressure on your bleeding shoulder. 

You waste no time catching up with Taehyung, sneaking past the bullets as best as you could under the disadvantage of only having a knife to your defense. Easily, your boyfriend frowns in fury at the sight of you clutching your injury, shooting the assailants around you to clear a path for you to make your way to him. 

Too busy, ensuring your safety, he forgets his own, leaving you to notice the weakened bastard a few feet away, dying but not dead yet, aiming a gun his way. In that instance, your feet pick up their pace, sending you practically crashing into your boyfriend and Taehyung welcomes it, not knowing what was going on.

Two bullets lodge themselves into your back, while another grazes his arm. Only then did Kim Taehyung realize what occurred, the world around him turning deathly silent in spite of the fight still ongoing. Almost automatically, his eyes lock on the man, firing a bullet right between his eyes.

Sliding behind a car, Kim Taehyung tries to breathe, but even with his wrangled breathing, all he could say was your name. “(Y/N)?” he whimpered, his breath staggering just as much as his steps were from the impact. Looking down at your frame in his arms, he watched in horror as the blood bloomed across your back, the red butterfly ever so cruelly taunting him.  

He pulls back to look at you, praying the blood was someone else’s from somewhere in the commotion. Still, he couldn't will himself to move in any bigger motions, hands shaking at the thought of making things worse. 

All the while, however, you seemed to be grappling with reality, processing what had just happened. A soundless hiss leaves you at the pain lighting your body on fire. You can’t breathe—could hardly breathe—but you have to leave. You have to—

Your thoughts come to a halt upon realizing that Taehyung’s car is right before you. You made it.

Barely hearing him call your name, you lightly push him and yourself up. “Drive,” you urged him before he could utter any protest. This, your boyfriend obeys immediately, fishing for his keys and opening the car for you both, the bulletproof windows providing some coverage as you finally made it inside.

As soon as Taehyung reaches the driver's seat, he instantly revs the engine back to life, and plows through the gunmen trying to stand in your way. In that moment, a call from the others comes in from the burner phone hidden in the dashboard. It must be one of the boys. 

Did they all make it out?

You could barely make cohesive sense of the conversation they were having, barely even register the twist and turns that Taehyung was making to lose track of any bastards that could be tailing you. By the minute, your consciousness slips from you, no matter how hard you wrangle it back into your hold. There’s a bitter taste of blood in your mouth, and it dribbles down your chin. You’re bleeding all over the place and everything hurts like a bitch.

Next to you, your boyfriend’s heavy stare catches your attention. Your eyes meet, your dazed gaze with his teary, furious ones. “Why did you do that?” he weakly hisses, before glaring at the road before him. It's almost terrifying just how fast he was driving. 

Leaning your head against the window, your eyes flutter close as you try and gather your bearings. “Because I would die for you,” you tell him, laughing a little at the memory of him saying those very words to you too. Funnily enough, he, too, had caught a bullet for you then, and you had spent the whole week both scolding and pampering him. 

If it was the same this time around, Taehyung would gladly take it—pray for it to be the case instead of the worst. He would take the heart attack over the heartbreak any time—would rather spend weeks, even months fussing over your bullet wounds than have you go now.

Mustering some strength, you reach to weakly squeeze his shoulder. “I’m sorry,” you mumble, as you wipe away at the blood tainting your lips. “I did it without thinking.”

Either of you barely hesitate with one another, that much he knows. His eyes fall shut for a moment, just as a frustrated sigh falls from his lips. His heart hammers as he takes the car en route to the nearest trusted hospital. "Stop talking," Taehyung sternly commands, taking your hand in his. "Save your strength."

You know well how hard he’s trying, and while you put all of your faith in him, he’s hardly stable at the moment. It hurts to breathe, but you put on a mask of calm collectedness. "Keep your eyes on the road, Tae," you then tell him, "Focus."

Taehyung’s breath shakes as tears run down his cheeks. "I can't," he admits, stealing a glance at you. The color on your face fades, but he hangs onto the traces of your bright spirit. 

“I love you, Kim Taehyung,” you tenderly tell him—just in case.

The frown on his face is immediate. “Don’t,” he curtly tells you, almost pleading, “Don’t say it like that.”

You softly smile at him, your poor darling, knowing that beneath this jaded front was a man who gave you his heart, the world, and more. 

Taehyung skidded between the lines of hating the damn smile and indulging the very warmth it radiated. Perhaps, it was fortunate then, that his eyes blurred with even more tears. 

No. Taehyung soon retaliates with himself, turning his focus on the road just as you said. I want to see her. Keep an eye on her. I have to get her to a doctor.

All the way there, his hand doesn’t leave yours—the faint warmth and pulse giving him a sense of hope as he drives. He doesn’t let go—not until the nurses held him back from entering the emergency room, not until he was forced to wait outside, not until another doctor forced him to get his own bullet wound dealt with. 

Now, he’s left alone with his terrible, terrible thoughts. 

Kim Taehyung shakes—with rage, with fear, and with hurt—even as Jimin and Yoongi came to sit with him, and assured him that the doctors will be doing the best they can, he couldn’t pay them any mind. His head bubbles with the ugly thoughts of blame, resentment, and vengeance.

“Mr. Kim…?”

Hours of what like forever later, a doctor finally came to him, approaching nervously. Kim Taehyung, being the intimidating force of nature he is, looms over the man with an eyebrow cocked, daring him to deliver bad news. 

“We’ve done the surgery to the best of our ability,” the doctor stammers, “but…”

Taehyung’s blood ran cold. “But what?”

“She… she already lost a lot of blood, sir…”

Then and there, his world crashed.

Next to him, Jimin holds a tight grip on his arm, both to comfort his old friend and to hold him back in the case of an outburst. “Taehyung…” he calls for his name, but the man doesn’t give him any response. Taehyung was clenching his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into the palms of his skin, drawing blood.

Without another word, Taehyung pushes Jimin away, storming out of the hallway, but his two hyungs catch him in time. The two of them hold him by the arm, wrangling the young man as best as they could. “Taehyung, that’s enough,” Yoongi scolds him, the older man struggling against holding him back. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

But the man in their arms could barely think anyway. “Let go of me!” he bellowed, chest heaving from the sobs that escaped him. “I’m gonna kill them! I’m gonna fucking kill them!”

Bystanders look at the commotion, shocked by the profanities being screamed—unaware that the grieving man was an actual criminal. “Calm down first!” Jimin yells as the two of them drag Taehyung away from prying eyes. “You need a plan to think things through. You’re going to get yourself kil—”

“I don’t care if I get killed!” Taehyung bites back, “I don’t—”

A slap renders Taehyung speechless, the sting on his cheek waking him up for a second before he glares back at Yoongi who now holds him firmly by the shoulders. “(Y/N) wouldn’t want you dead, Taehyung,” he tells the young man, “think and focus.” 

At the mention of your name, he stops fighting back, head hanging low as sobs wrack through his very being. He plays the last of your words in his head.

I love you, Kim Taehyung.

This dawns yet another revelation to puncture another crack in his heart. “I didn’t…” he whimpers, letting Jimin pull him into a hug, “I didn’t tell her I loved her back.”

His best friend rubs circles on his back, heart breaking for the loss of a friend and the heartache of another. “She knows you do, Tae,” he assures him, “She always does.”

And Taehyung knows this well too. That smile you gave him was everything he could ever need to remind him how much you love him and how much you know he loved you too. The thought alone soothes yet burns him all the same. 

Anger fades from his eyes, but so does every other emotion. His beloved butterfly, crushed under the cruel boot of fate while the bastards that started all of this are out there. “I’m gonna kill them,” Taehyung swears on his life, carving all of this in stone, “all of them.”

And like the butterfly of fate itself, your death unleashes a storm. 

𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 : @mwitsmejk​ @dreamamubarak

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[rosemaze-reveries]

During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.

this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.

🔗⚰️📰🔮❤️‍🩹💉🌪️✂️🍀🩰🔫🪡🤹🧲🦋🐍

Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?

🔗 Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.

⚰️ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."

📰 Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.

🔮 Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.

❤️‍🩹 Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."

💉 Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.

🌪️ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.

✂️ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.

🍀 Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was the—" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.

🩰 Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."

🔫 Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.

🪡 Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"

🤹 Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean it—they've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?

🧲 Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.

🦋 Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."

🐍 Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.

Part 2

#again this is super experimental but U__U im interested in doing the rest of the cast maybe #identity v #idv x reader #identity v x reader #norton campbell x reader #ithaqua x reader #eli clark x reader #matthias czernin x reader #mike morton x reader #vera nair x reader #martha behamfil x reader #margaretha zelle x reader #aesop carl x reader #yidhra x reader #jack x reader #emily dyer x reader #lucky guy x reader #emil x reader #alice deross x reader #ada mesmer x reader

[luvvixu]

sinner and saint

content: fluff, modern!au gojo, lowkeybf!gojo, this was written like last year so it's kinda forgotten but whatevs, im sure he's that guy who would do crazy things like that

a saint and a sinner. that's how people would call a trope like you two have.

you, y/n l/n, a saint—who grew up in a secluded family who thinks morality, being demure, and growing up like a holy being matters the most.

he, satoru gojo, a sinner—who grew up in a harsh environment but that did not stop him from being himself, a reckless little one, a total opposite of you.

but there was something in him that caught you head over heels. you couldn't even describe him properly on how you fell in love with him because your mind is a mess when his name reaches your brain—in a good way though.

all you can say is that he kissed you one time, and there you knew, and there you have it, love blooms whenever he goes.

meanwhile, from his perspective, it was different. satoru thinks you're way too out of league for him. but that does not halt him, either you, to show your full adoration towards each other. being with you is like a grace from above, he did not pray for it nor manifest it, you just came into his life and he found a reason to continue.

"come on, y/n. it'll not be that bad." a voice whispers from your windowsill. it belongs to your lowkey boyfriend, satoru, who snuck out from their house just to have a late night walk with you.

"hush! are you even aware what time it is?!" you whispered-ly yelled, worried for satoru that he might get caught. knowing that you grew up in a strict slash religious slash mentally draining household. of course, discrimination has no escape in your family.

your lover took a glance at your analog clock by the wall, he glanced up to you with a coy smile, decorating those luscious lips. "it's 11:37 pm, my love. you never told me that you do not know how to read an analog clock." satoru said with full cockiness in his tone.

a glare was sent towards the latter's way as you escalated a sigh at his silliness (you admire him for that). how did you even go in this situation? simple, he was reckless and you love him.

well actually, it all started when he passed you a note during school time. the paper itself looked like a contract more than an invitation, it stated that he was hoping you would join him in a late night walk around your neighborhood's vicinity.

you and your boyfriend live nearby each other. that is why everytime the school ends, you two would always go home together (with matching holding hands, of course). thankfully, the gossipers in your town did not suspect the two of you at all. with extreme carefulness and instinct, the two of you manage to hide your relationship from everybody.

and occasionally, he would steal a kiss from you when it's late and no one was nearby. this always never fails to make your stomach feel like there's a whole sanctuary of butterflies dancing inside.

"i did not even agree with this thing you're saying." back to the present, satoru has been nagging you constantly about this late night walk he's been excited about.

"but you did not disagree, either. So, i guess now that I'm here, you could make up your mind?" satoru planted his hand on his cheeks, looking at you so innocently.

did I mention that he was still literally dangling outside? like his feet were still planted on the roof that he climbed just to be here in your room.

"what if we got caught?" you mumbled, slowly walking back and forth, a habit of yours whenever you feel anxious.

"oh sweetheart, come here." he made you kneel by the window. his warm hands made you feel secure as he cupped your face, looking dead straight in your eyes.

"listen, you know that i would not do anything that will put you in danger, am I right?" you nodded, making satoru smile before planting a small peck right in your nose. "if we ever got caught, which i don't think will be happening in this current situation, i would be fully accountable and i would face the consequences alone."

"don't say that." your eyebrows immediately submerged into a frown.

"say what?"

your fingers reach for his face too, delicately caressing every inch of the face you love. "it's unfair that it would be only you who is at fault. i now want this too. don't taint your name alone with the mistakes we both make." there's a hint of pain and upset in your voice, which did not go unnoticed by your lover.

satoru immediately places a kiss on your forehead to cease the frown forming in your frame. "hey. i'm sorry, okay? i didn't mean to invalidate you. i just want what's best for you." he noticed your tense muscles suddenly came to loose, kind of relieved from what he said to you.

"you're the best for me." you let out your sweetest smile that even ants might get diabetes. you could also see your satoru blushes as his cheeks in your palm suddenly become more warmer and the tip of his ears are visibly red.

"ooh~? someone's blushing?" you teasingly said. the gentleman in front of you chuckles as he takes your fingers and kisses all of your fingertips.

"mmh…i am, indeed." his voice is so sultry that it was your turn to blush—maybe harder than he was earlier.

the couple giggled to each other as they continued to exchange endearing words and sweet little kisses. teenage love is really sweet. for sure when they grow up, this kind of memory would be stamped permanently in their brains.

"this might sound cheesy to you but whatever, i'm just going to say what I want to say."

"alright, but first, why don't you come inside? i'm worried you might get a cold from hanging out there…"

"eh, this is more convenient since you're coming out with me." he just offered you a thumbs up before proceeding to his next speech. you waited for him patiently with a gentle smile decorating your lips.

"as i was saying, whenever you would run your fingers through my hair as we watched the lights of the city go wild, you kept your eyes to me—only to me. at first, it feels wrong but you make it enough just to make it right."

"because i never thought that i would end up with you. a living goddess, a saint, a careful daughter—you're way too opposite of me. but, whenever i see you smile, i...i can see the sparks fly."

"i remember it all, that summer afternoon of July 7th—you held my hand and led me towards the staircase of our classroom building. you whisper my name ever so slowly and softly, and then you say you love me. god! that made me get so captivated by you, everything blooms like a fireworks show."

his blue eyes dived deep inside your own, swimming further as he got lost by your warmth. it held pure praise and adoration for you, and only you. every inch of his body screams that you only own him. That applies the same to you as to satoru.

"so, my love, would you like to go out with me?" your lover lends out his hand, encouraging you to join him into a reckless adventure. with tears slowly formulating in your eyes, you manage to let out a contented laugh—clearly touched by his confesst.

"do I really have to say anything when you literally told me a while ago the reason why you have decided to stay there by the window is that it is more convenient since you're coming out with me?"

satoru blushes slightly. "oh shush! don't make me embarrassed and just say your answer."

your eyes disappeared as you gave her your signature eyed smile, something you would only do when you feel extremely happy.

"whenever there's you, i will always follow you."

"is that a yes?" sometimes, your boyfriend is a big mood killer with his stinky ass jokes that make you want to throw him into the ocean and feed to those little fish who need his nutrients.

"do you not hear what i have said?" your eyes squint over his mischievousness.

"said what?"

this mother—

"okay, i changed my mind. goodnight." without a second thought, you turned your heel away and started to lay down on your bed.

"wait! No, no ,no! my love, i'm just joking—like really! i am just so happy you accepted my offer." you saw satoru struggle to stop you through your peripheral vision, it makes you smile but you remembered that you're annoyed, so you stop yourself.

"hmph! let's just go, we still have class tomorrow." he smiled at your answer before helping you to sneak out through the window.

mumbling some careful words, both of you successfully touch the ground without making any noises. a harsh wind of the night blew within your skins, as you were only wearing a thin fabric of your nightgown.

"here. good thing i bought you some of my extra hoodies." you grin at your boyfriend's caring attitude as he even helps you wear it.

the walk around your subdivision is just perfect and calming. just you and satoru, walking hand in hand, swaying your collided hands occasionally. the moon and the stars above are twinkling, serving as your light along with the light posts near the sidewalk.

"i've always wanted to do this, walking alone with you. i like it that it's just the two of us, i could kiss you anytime i want." you punched his arm weakly and told him to cut it out, but satoru was serious with his words.

"i love you—"

*drip*

"it's raining? damn, i should've checked the weather first." you man mumbles under his breath and was about to pull you to the nearest shelter when you held his hands. stopping, his blue eyes trailed at you with confusion.

"let's just stay here for a while."

"but baby, you might get sick."

"i won't." you let out a laugh as you pull satoru in the middle of the road, inviting him for a waltz. his hands slowly trail on your curves as you wrap your arms around his neck.

two eyesights are swimming to each other's gaze, drowning themselves with love and neverending adoration.

both of your foreheads are leaning to each other, still swaying and hands are clasping. satoru blew a peck on your nose, he could feel the coldness from the rain—but it was just right because of how the distance of your bodies brings warmth to each other.

"y/n, can i kiss you?" satoru's blue eyes bore into your own orbs, filled with extreme love and adoration towards you.

"you don't have to ask me." answering with the same loudness and softness, you smiled at your lover.

gently, satoru adjusted his grip on your waist before slowly capturing your lips with his. the dynamic rhythm of your kiss matches the dampness of the rain, creating a romantic air within your vicinity.

this is perfect. you couldn't ask for more, he couldn't ask for more. once again, teenage love is indeed very sweet when you're with that one memorable person. in this case, you and satoru are that memorable person.

who knew that a sinner and a saint had this fascinating chemistry?

©luvvixu2023

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk satoru #jjk #jjk x reader #luvvixu #fanfic #fluff #anime #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x y/n #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo fluff

[fluffykiddosstuff]

what is loves ? (nines x gn! reader part2)

Okay so in this story Connor and Gavin are a couple :3

L/n : last name

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Nines pov :

As I sent the message to Connor, I waited a bit before getting a response

C : what do you mean?

N : it's for the case, maybe it was something love related so I need to gather more information, detective l/n left so I can't ask them.

It was half true actually, but Connor didn't needed to know what happened with his software earlier.

C : can't you research it?

N : I did but the definition is incomplete and doesn't help, why would humans have butterflies in the stomach? Can androids get them too?

C : it's an analogy - anyway, in some cases, love can make an another person do crazy things like kidnapping their lover so they can only see them, killing an "opponent" to keep them or even killing the loved one if they can't have them, do you understand?

N : yes I think so.. It's unpredictable like deviants right? But why people like love so much if it hurts?

C : well.. Nothing is all black or white in a relationship, it's more Grey, and sometimes it gets darker or lighter, for example, when hank found out I was dating Gavin, he got absolutely crazy and pursued him in all of the office, hank and I have a "father and son" relationship, he thought he meant well but ended up hurting my feelings, so he apologized and accepted Gavin, well sort off.

N : I think I understand better now, thank you

C : no problem, good night

Many days passed since this night but the "feelings" Nines was experiencing, we're getting bigger and bigger every time something happens between both of you. Even if it was something very little. On the good way, you all almost got the case clear, you all just needed to go to the suspects house and interrogate them, easy right?

Nines knocked on the door, Connor was on his left while you and Gavin were behind them, hank being at the station for something else and would come later.

"anybody home!?" screamed the Rk900, at first nothing, but you all heard shuffling inside, Gavin drew his pistol out and so did you, the androids broke the door and you all started to search the house after your suspect.

You got downstairs when Gavin searched at the kitchen, nines got into the rooms and Connor made sure the suspect couldn't get away, there was a 50/50 chance that the suspect would be armed, but oh nines was wrong to let you go down there alone. The three of them heard a loud scream and shuffling coming from the basement, the upgraded android was faster to get down and reach to you, there was no much light but with his advanced optics, he could see many pictures on a board, some crossed with a red X or a big circle also in red, all of them being android-human couples. The next one was a picture of you and him, going out in the park and talking about some personal stuff, when did that happened? Why didn't he noticed him take a picture?

But that wasn't the more alarming thing, he had you under his gun, yours being far away behind, he scanned you and saw you had a broken arm, due to fighting against this monster. His fists clenched and he lowly cursed.

"STAY WHERE YOU ARE OR I'LL SHOOT THEM!"

Nines searched all the possibilities, you had a chance of survival of 20%, he had to save you. He couldn't lose you.

He contacted Connor to tell him to stay upstairs and call backups, as much as he despised this man, he tried to talk with him to gain more time.

"why do you do this, killing these couples?"

"IT'S NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUISNESS GOD DAMN MACHINE!"

Chance of survival : 10% ⬇️

"we aren't even a couple, juste coworkers, if you hate so much androids I'm the one you should kill not them."

"Nines no-"

Chance of survival 30% ⬆️

"yeah you are right, androids always fucks up everything! I had a wife, and kids! This bitch cheated on me with him! Heck even my kids doesn't speak to me anymore saying he is a better dad than I am!"

"I-I understand your hatred towards us but why do you kill the humans too? Don't you want to protect your own r-race?" you managed to say, even if it was hard to breathe with his arm around your throat.

"I-I guess I wanted to get rid of the people who thought they were alive, so no one would think like them anymore and see they were only machines.. Only big ass roombas doing the chores!"

Chance of surviving 50% ⬆️

you started to cry, having the man's arm under your throat and all the  stress was making you crazy, you  looked at nines with pleading eyes.

"i'll take their place as the hostage, let them go"

the man grinned and looked at nines 

" oh no they are more valuable than you, you can get easily replaced right ? they can't"

that's when a sound was heard behind the man's head, a pistol where you take the safety off, there  was hank, he appeard through the big window in the basement and stood behind the threat.

"hands where i can see them, no sudden moves" 

hank got upstairs with him so the other officers could take care of him. you dropped on your knees, crying, the rk900 came closer and stroked your cheeks, taking the tears away.

" are you alright ? no other injuries ?"

"no i'm okay..thank you nines, you saved me.."

the android's LED spinned yellow and red at your words, why did you thanked him, it's hank who saved you after all.

"i didn't do anything i-"

"no that's not true, you are the one who runned when i screamed, who gained more time and contacted the others, if you weren't there, i would either be dead or a threat to the others, so thank you for that"

you took his hands in yours, he then did the thing you didn't know he could do, he hugged you, tightly but not too tight to cause any discomfort to your broken arm. tears of joy started to make their way on your cheeks and you hugged back.

"why did you wanted to sacrifice yourself nines ? i want to know.." you looked at him in concern

"because..you are the most amazing human i know, i can't take it when you are hurt, and i can be easily replaced after all"

"no don't say that i..i don't want an another rk900 sent here i...i just want you"

you stroked his cheek and started to get closer, nines came closer and kissed you on the lips tenderly. you separated and connected your foreheads together.

"you broke protocol didn't you ?"

"yes, only for you"

that's when the basement opened to a worried connor who smiled when he saw both of you in each others arms, the funny part was when gavin poked his head to see what was going on and screamed at the top of his lungs :

"ARE YOU GUYS GONNA COMME OUTTA HERE OR FUCK ALREADY !?"

you both laughed as you got upstairs, nines putted you in the ambulance and waved as you got away to get taken care of, he turned to a smiling connor holding his boyfriend hand, who was muttering god knows what and was red as a tomato.

"i wish you to be happy nines"

both of the rk units smiled and the predecessor got in a car to go back to the dpd, making reports with his partner, the rk900 looked at his hands then at the sky, smiling

many adventures awaits both of you, hopefully for the best

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(1314 words)

#x reader #detroit become human #fluff #dbh rk900 #dbh #dbh gavin #dbh gavin reed #gender neutral reader #dbh hank #dbh nines #angst with a happy ending #light angst #angst #connor rk800 #rk900 #rk800 #dbh rk800 #nines rk900 #reed800 #gay couple #gay #gavin reed dbh #gavin reed #rk900 x reader #nines dbh #dbh nines x reader

[just-a-torn-up-masterpiece]

hihi!! can I request joyce byers x fem!reader where they're oblivious to eachother's feelings. they're going to save hopper with murray and he's fed up with them not realising their feelings for eachother so he comments on it. later on he walks in on them kissing :))

murray knows best

Pairing - Joyce Byers x Reader

A/N - sorry this took so long, hope this is okay :)

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“Listen, if we’re gonna save Hopper we can’t do it with all this weird sexual tension in the air.” Murray spoke, gesturing his arms wildly between you and Joyce. You both only looked at him with confusion plastered over your features.

“What sexual tension is in the air?” Joyce returned.

“Murray, do you have the hots for Joyce?” You teased, desperately trying to deflect his words. You were aware of how he somehow sussed out the feelings between Nancy and Jonathan and you’ll be damned if he exposes yours. “Oh God, you don’t have the hots for me do you? Y’know I love you as a friend but-”

“No! No, no.” He interrupted with a sigh, looking at you as though you were crazy. “It’s like you’re both completely blind - I have never seen anything so clearly.”

“What do you mean?” Joyce questioned and you missed the nervous shuffle of her feet and the way she picked at a loose thread on her shirt sleeve. Her eyes quickly darted to your face and back to his, seeing the disbelief you looked at him with, it only made her more insecure in her feelings for you. Of course you didn’t like her back.

“I’m an expert at these things, okay? I know a sexual tension when I feel one.” He answered. “And this air is thick. It’s like Cupid threw up everywhere and then mixed it all up in syrup and then turned that into air.”

“What?”

“Don’t judge my analogies, alright? Now, I am shutting this door with me on the other side of it and if when I come back it’s still weird as shit in here, I am rescuing Hopper on my own. Understand?”

“Murray, we don’t know what you’re talking ab-” You began to protest before being silenced by a raise of his hand.

“You have ten minutes ladies, keep it PG.” He winked before leaving with the familiar sound of the lock clicking shut behind him.

The silence was painful as you heard his footsteps retreat and you cleared your throat awkwardly with a nervous scratch to the back of your neck; Joyce avoided eye contact with you with flushed pink cheeks and more focus going into her nails than anything else.

“So, uh, he’s weird right?” You commented, scuffing the toe of your boot along the concrete floor.

“Yeah.” She nodded. “Yeah, yep, totally weird. I don’t even know what he’s talking about honestly.” She shrugged, flicking her brown eyes in your direction quickly, inching herself nearer to you just to feel your presence.

“No, me neither.”

You smiled at her when she perched beside you, it was hard not to feel the tug of your lips into an upward curve at the sight of her. She’s so beautiful after all, making your heart skip a beat as cliche as it sounds, filling your belly with butterflies.

She nudged your shoulder with hers and you caught the scent of her floral perfume with her proximity. You nudged her back and she laughed, letting her hand fall between you with her pinky finger brushing against yours. It was a silence that followed, one less awkward than before, both of your minds working on overdrive.

“What if, maybe, he wasn’t talking complete shit?” She practically whispered, shuffling her hand closer to yours, overlapping her little finger with yours in a perfect warmth. “What if, maybe - hypothetically - he was right and Cupid really did throw up everywhere?” She added, grinning at the laugh you huffed out.

“I think that, hypothetically, I would say that Murray was right.” You muttered back, daring a glance in her direction only to find her eyes already trained on the side of your face, instantly locking with yours. “I would say that I have these feelings for you, love feelings, and that you give me butterflies and all I wanna do is know what it’s like to kiss you. Hypothetically, of course.”

“Of course.” She laughed and as if you were dreaming you caught her leaning closer to you, felt her cupping your cheek with the softness of her palm to pull you close. “And perhaps in this hypothetical scenario I did this…”

She whispered before pressing her lips to yours with the taste of her raspberry lips balm on your tongue as soon as she kissed you. It was everything you could’ve imagined and more, the way her lips moved so heavenly against yours and how her waist felt underneath your hand.

You didn’t ever want to pull away, you never wanted to spend another moment not in this perfect embrace. You couldn’t have guessed how amazing it’d feel when the kiss with Joyce deepened and her teeth tugged at your bottom lip and her tongue licked into your mouth with all the passion she could muster.

And just as she pulled you ever nearer with your arms draped over her shoulders and hers around your waist, chests and hips flush together, Murray waltzed in with all the smug confidence in the world.

“I told you there was sexual tension - unless this is platonic of course.” He mocked with his arms crossed over his chest as he leant against the door frame. His entrance startled you apart but Joyce never took her hold away from your waist. “C’mon, where’s my ‘thank you Murray, you’re the best’?”

“You could’ve knocked.” Joyce grumbled.

“And miss my perfect ‘I told you so’ moment? I don’t think so.”

“Go on then, say it.” She sighed and you smiled at the annoyed pout on her pink swollen lips.

“I could never be so cruel.” He grinned. “Sometimes oblivious idiots just need a push in the right direction. I’m just merely the modern day Cupid, watch me soar and scatter little raindrops of love atop your precious heads.” He added with a flourish whilst the pair of you just stared back in amusement.

“Wow, I didn’t think you’d be that mature.” You smiled. “Although I’m not sure that spiel was overly mature but I definitely expected you to sa-”

“I told you so.” He interrupted.

“There it is.”

#joyce byers #joyce byers x reader #joyce byers x fem!reader #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #robin buckley x fem!reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

[tasteofgummies]

hi! so i was wondering if you could do one those jotaro x you hcs, any part is fine! (both sfw and nsfw 👉👈)

physically im small built, and have long brown hair. im quite pale and have dark eyes.

tho i look lowkey fragile im told im persuasive and usually like to lead, but im very soft spoken and gentle.

i really like philosophy and psychology and would LOVE to hear the one and only ocean man rant about his favourite subjects too.

Jotaro x you ✨

This will be fairly neutral, but reader would be a bottom, if this is something you're uncomfortable with, tell me and I'll change it

Also this leans more towards college!Jotaro? In the space between part 3 and 4, after Egypt, before Morioh

*Jotaro is the blue text

>To Jotaro, you kinda look like a doll

>He's huge compared to average person, so he isn't new to towering over the others

>But you look honestly like a bunny and he's kinda wary not to break you when you two meet

>He notices how your personality is strong without coming off as aggressive in the process, you're gentle, but you can stand out for yourself without help

>He's not really the social butterfly type, so I think you become part of the few people he can tolerate having around him

>Until he notices people flirting with you and realizes he doesn't want you as just anyone else, you're special to him

>But he won't do anything about it, and if it wasn't for you taking the lead, it would have stayed that way

>He probably realizes he crossed the line between "I kinda like them" and "I'm in love with them" when you showed genuine interest in what he likes, and add your own knowledge to the mix

> He was focused on a project, specifically about Eels

> "Did you know Freud was obsessed with proving male eels existed?"

> "Sounds rather unproductive, they're genderless most of their life"

> "Yeah, but he didn't knew that, maybe he wouldn't have killed so many if he knew"

> "He still would have done it." Jotaro's response surprised you, you would have expected the conversation to end after that, specially because he sounded, philosophical? Was he actually listening to you all the time?

> He continued "He knew eels reproduced sexually, because he knew females existed. He didn't want to prove they existed, he just wanted to find one to feel better, when you're researching something you love, the last thing in your mind is to kill them. People just can't accept some creatures want to be left alone"

> He sounded rather serious, you felt uneasy thinking that may be a hint, Jotaro knew you liked him, and he seemed to reciprocate, but you were at that situationship stage right now, so you were straight forward

> "Do you wish to be left alone?"

> "Most of the time, yes. I don't want to be dissected so people can say they know things about me for the sake of knowing, without any concern for how they get it"

> You just muttered a apology and tried to left, embarrassed

> Jotaro panicked. "I wasn't talking about you..."

> "I really want to get what you're saying, but the eel analogy is confusing"

> "I'm- I'm saying you care about me in a way people don't tend to care. You like me how I like starfishes" he blushed, it's honestly funny how socially awkward a guy like him can be

> "And do you like me like that?"

> He nodded, without taking his eyes out of the papers he was working on

> And that's how you get a marine biologist boyfriend

Nsfw ahead

CW: oral, handjobs, dirty talk (kinda?), rough sex, cum in reader's body

>Despite the fandom's tendency to put him as a hard daddy dom sex god, I think he was a virgin for a long time

>He was never really interested in other people, he always felt like they cared about him like a social commodity rather than a human being

> People got close to him to say they fucked Jotaro Kujo, whether it was for his looks or reputation

> So when you told him you were ready to take things further, he was nervous

>He wants to be in control, but if you're eager enough, you can make him take a more submissive role

>Isn't really loud, but his panting and heavy breathing is hot enough

>Made the cutest sounds when you gave him a handjob for the first time

>"Wait, that's- ahhh~ ♡"

>Shies away from penetrative sex for quite a while, making you cum with his fingers and tongue is enough for him

>Even without his dick, you do get overstimulated quite a few times in your sessions, the first times it's accidental, and you have to reassure him you like it

>Doesn't always indulge you when you plead for more, thinking he can hurt you and you won't realize being too deep in subspace

>The first time he gets his cock inside you, wants you to be on top of him

> Has a size kink he won't acknowledge

> Grips the bedsheets impossibly tight to stop himself from grabbing your hips and bouncing you on him

> You're so tight around him, and even on top of him, you just look so small:(

> If you do want him to berserk on you, just tell him, and then annoy him while he's working

> Will bend you over his desk and ram into you from behind while groans in your ear

> "Do you really think I can deal with you being a brat? Right now?"

> Cums in your asscheeks, hot and sticky, then he slides off you and leaves you there while he starts running a bath for you

> You can feel the bruises forming on your hips, and your cum from multiple orgasms dripping down your thighs

>But you don't regret a thing

#relationship headcanons 🌼 #jjba headcanons #jojo headcanons #jotaro kujo smut

[butterflyeffectiveless]

rambling, random, ship

I have no idea why i am talking about this but had random impulse to say anything. I don’t think what i’ll be saying is actually what I believe in, maybe it’s a random thing, my mind is always wandering. Maybe some people will judge me but i no longer care tbh.

Reasons why I ship Ludoffee:

- Nostalgia. Perhaps my longing for old days and that ships takes me closer to those days that felt better back then. Pretty much personal selfish thing. It’s like keeping an old stuffed animal from childhood , to give the analogy.

- Both are villains whose stories were not fullly realized in canon.

- A cool composed and self-restrained man in a suit likes a short and emotional awkward guy - it’s kind of cute. (ok not “kind of”.. deep down I like this dynamic because that difference is kind of wholesome)

- Many ways to explore the dynamic in unusual ways (aka the “stereotyped as incompetent” guy turns out to be more emotionally mature in ways the cool guy isnt and can do great things which impresses the “cool” guy)

- Its pretty much Venomous and Boxman but as monsters.. (if they were not the way they were in canon)

- There was a lot of canon detail in season 1 (confirmed liking from Ludo toward Toffee. But uh, it wasn’t actually great tbh (including Ludo’s attitude; if Toffee were not manipulative and geniunely worked for him Ludo would be the problematic one I feel))

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I kinda ship Eclipsafee, but the reason I do is probably because I thought that Eclipsa would date him and her personality would go in interesting ways with his. It’s also kind of a “sweet x goth” dynamic which is like a blueprint for a cool ship (”is toffee the goth and Eclipsa is sweet or Eclipsa is sweet and Toffee is goth?” - yes) .

- They Both give off a vibe “cool uncle or aunt”. Both are grown adults who seem mature (but aren’t)

- Making up their banter and dialogue would be fun (one is gloomy and other is sassy)

- A “used to know each other in teens years and met again years later and found out how much they changed” dynamic is cool. + Potential for writing: changes caused them to develop new perspectives on one another.

- Dark purple + dark purple

- Eclipsa could bond with Toffee because she was seen as monster too

- A dynamic where they don’t end up together because Eclipsa has her true love Globgor sounds interesting as well. All hail lone Toffee (a cool mysterious man in a suit who is not married and is single and likes it that way but sometimes stares at a lady he used to love and her husband being happy.). Also it’d be bittersweet to headcanon (in an au, Not canon) that Eclipsa does have some feelings for Toffee despite her living her new life fully.

__ Moontoffee

I used to avoid it at all costs for reasons i have already said in past. Mainly bc of second had embarrassment and fear that it will sink. But after everything ended I felt more free in trying to look at it.

- I wouldnt ship them as a royal Butterfly family but I would ship them as rivals from different peoples who stayed that way but somehow changed their views on one another.

- I would rather ship them in an au where Toffee didn’t kill Moon’s mother. But still.. I may be hated for this but I’ve seen dynamics where one character killed other’s parent and still at the end they made amends and worked out as a team. So I don’t know. I understand that in Moon’s case her mother’s death greatly affected her and I have hard time seeing her ever forgiving that so its better to make an au where Toffee had nothing to do with it.

- The fact that Toffee can be drawn in Moon’s color palette is kind of sus.. Their palettes are almost the same..

- I always liked to associate Toffee with the moon (not Moon Butterfly but.. moon, the moon) and water. And knowing that water is associated with the moon, it feels almost symbolic in my imagination that he would look interesting with Moon (even as a platonic duo)

- They are.. pretty similar (both are leaders who are ready to become the devil for their own people and who want to keep their status at all costs). Also in canon they turned into less likable characters at the end.

- Funny headcanon of mine: Many monsters liked to call Toffee “Moony” and that caused a lot of confusion and some monsters ( and Toffee  as well ) thought they mockingly called him after Moon Butterfly - a princess they all hated. But in reality “Moony” among monsters means “Lunatic who is dependant on the moon”, so they mockingly called him a lunatic who is obsessed with Moon (by obsession I mean that Toffee couldnt let go of resentment and remembered what Moon did to him)

“Oh hello general Moony”

“It’s Toffee. I am Not like that mewman princess”

“No, I dont mean Moon. I mean Moony.”

- In all honesty I dont want to ship them in canon universe. I’d ship them if they were not as violent to one another and had to unite against greater threat. (i.e. they both disagreed with their bosses and superiors and bonded over that. Also a nice potential for them changing their views on each others’ kind and learning that the other is not evil)

- I think I would ship them platonically, as friends. Enemies to friends. It’s kind of hard for me to imagine them as a romantic pair who’d caress another’s cheek.

#ship cw #personal #shipping #opinion #headcanon #au

[art-question-mark]

creators notes on every belliveau episode so far: episode 4

i LOVEEEE this episode it turned out so good and i was so proud of it(and still am!)

the opening panel is the best i’ve ever drawn stef and eliza. ever. they look so good

the blood at the crime scene will forever look like strawberry jam i’m sorry idk why it looks like that. but it does. and i can’t not see it

THE ZOOM IN PANEL/ELIZA FOCUSING was SUCH A BANGER IDEA FROM ME. it turned out sooo good i love it so much that’s gotta be one of my favourite panels

the bubbles for stefs dialogue is just random nonsense and my commentary on it. i forget exactly what i wrote but it’s something along the lines of “this is just stef’s random nonsense he doesn’t ever make any sense… he’s still going…and going…” and then the one on the crime scene panel says “stefs random nonsense again, wow.” because i accidentally didn’t blur it as much, you can still read it😂

the text of eliza’s thoughts being analog is another favourite detail of mine for this episode. it’s one way we get to see inside her head and hints at her character a little more and it just looks cool

stef has absolutely no balance. none whatsoever. he is clumsy and for what. he’s supposed to be an assassin

eliza is queen of being done with this man and i honestly respect it

eliza: don’t touch anything!! also eliza: immediately starts touching things

i have a stash of paper butterflies i’ve made over the years(like. 10+) and it came in super handy for this episode (and others) i will forever keep butterflies on hand

“there’s blood on these” YEAH. WE SAW ELIZA. WAY TO STATE THE OBVIOUS?

this is an absolute bagel for real. also him saying that implies he hates bagels. what did they do to him

my favourite part of the whole interaction is eliza being confused and stef being like “wait that’s not a normal thing to say retract retract move one move on”

i remember screaming over the last panel because it LOOKS SO COOL the blur of the boxes ?? i was so proud of it i love it so much it’s so cool

and our first cliffhanger!!

tis the end

read le comic it’s still not letting me link it at all

#i’m actually really proud of the crime scene background #it’s really silly #stef and eliza’s detective-ing is unparalleled #belliveau #belliveau comic #ocs #original character #webtoon canvas #webcomic #webtoon #webtoon artist #murder mystery

[the-hoziest-archive]

if i say that i think “monogamy conflicts with the inherent nature of human beings” it does NOT mean that i think it’s a Bad and Unnatural thing. it literally links back to our whole, We Are Social Creatures DNA thing im always talking about. this is gonna get long but i am trying to make a point.

why is it considered “cheating” if you meet someone who gives you a little bit of that ~ butterflies~ feeling? the idea is that if u have my boygirlfriend and u meet someone who gets ur heart racing? ur not allowed to even feel that kind of physical attraction for anyone else bc it's Cheating. im sorry. WHAT. it makes no sense whatsoever. as an analogy, if u have a sex dream about whoever, would it be okay for someone to make you feel bad about it? about things your unconscious mind came up with in a dream state? no bc thats not how it works.

but this is my logic here.

when i told my friend, “it’s okay you can have a little attraction to men...as a treat....” like whats wrong with that? nothing? doesnt make you any less lesbian! bc its so not in the way str8 dudes fetishising wlw think their magic dick is whats missing from ur life. easy there mr testosterone u can be replaced by a zucchini.jpg (sigh. i have to say it im sorry. please do not put any fruit or vegetables or other edible phallic objects in your private parts. there are toys. there are many many safe to use toys). and not in the way that “sexuality is fluid” or “its a spectrum” or “everyone is a little bi” NO shut up. maybe its that ur attracted in the ‘gender envy’ way or the ‘platonic crush’ way or even the ‘your vibes are so sapphic’ way lmao. like why is half of hozier’s fanbase made up of wlw???? he has the vibes idk what to tell u its pretty soft boy syndrome thats my type anyway 😌

so if i were to say “its okay you can have a little attraction to a pretty person...as a treat..” in that youre not doing anything wrong, it doesn’t invalidate your exclusive/monogamous relationship or identity, and im not talking about it in the sense that you would act on it or are fantasising. i just mean in the way that you have eyes and you experience attraction (romantic and/or sexual) and trying to deny yourself that is only gonna result in more repression and guilt? what are you, catholic? (for legal purposes this is a joke) (or is it?)

some people just radiate the kind of energy i am drawn to. some people have the physical attributes of the people my gay ass 6 year old imprinted on. in the healthiest relationship i have ever been in, to a guy who wasn’t ever actually interested in Men, i had maintained “if you wanna go fuck a guy, im not stopping you. i have none of the physical attributes you would be looking for, hypothetically speaking,” etc etc like. it’s kind of the opposite of the Straight Fear "my bisexual SO is gonna leave me for [person of same gender as them]” and this is just me, because i dont care. there wasn’t any infidelity but i’d openly gush about girls even from the beginning and he dgaf lmao i love his apathy sometimes go girl give us nothing! we were the blueprint idc

there’s just. this idea. its the way the straights (eh, or at least, misogynistic brainwashed incel type men) have been talking about "im fucking my SO but thinking about other people" like thats just the message ive been getting. correct me if im wrong. pop culture and all. uhhh. cant.. relate? just because someone else made u HORNY???? if ur horny, look at ur right hand. now look at ur left hand. now look at the technological advancements of our time. ur welcome. sorry im not into using people to scratch the itch! if i wanna fuck someone its bc theyre hot and im into them! im not gonna be secretly thinking about getting railed by rachel weisz. and no matter what anyone says there is intimacy!

im saying that its completely normal to experience that ‘alterous attraction’ and hey maybe it is my primal-evolutionary ADHD brain but if it is, it is Correct. that you can ‘look respectfully’ and you can feel your feelings (even if said feelings last two minutes or a week or a year or two) i’ve been saying “i love too much care too much feel too much” (derogatory) but then i turned around and said “i love everybody because i love you” (affectionate)

its the “i fall in love a little ol' little bit every day with someone new” and “i love you” / “it’ll pass” and “nothin' lasts forever but this is gettin' good now” and “you are my favourite what if / you are my best i’ll never know” and “wanting was enough / for me it was enough” and my personal favourite peak lesbian brain experience “i see girls in my building / i see girls on the train / i've got the girls on my mind all the time” im sorry but have you SEEN women? exactly.

this idea that promiscuity is okay for men, but definitely not for women, and you’re not allowed to have sex or even want to have sex with people. plural. people. just. because. its fun. holy shit. we are, the entire world, fucking repressed. we can talk about it like when you're in the beginning and ur all over each other bc it's new and exciting and it's infatuation! there's something fun about that! it’s the Primal Instinct and idk why we’re meant to deny that either. because it’s not just that. its not just the dopamine.

why do we form bonds with the people we fuck when our brains are like, “fine. here, you can have a little oxytocin... i’d rather you do it in the house bla bla bla” as if we’re gonna sit here and pretend that it doesn’t get better anyway???? you become physically familiar and it's in the same way we talk about love languages “we’ve had one, yes. what about second love language?” and that’s the physical one akdgjakgh IM SORRY. we learn about each other’s love languages and sex languages. it checks out idk

but back to the main point, that We Are Social Creatures.

i mean, even if are monogamous by choice, because we evolved in the way that both parents take care of the children - but so do their neighbours and their siblings and friends like this is the ‘destroy the nuclear family norm’ essentially and its such a westernised concept. it just doesn’t make sense to me!! and im not trying to push a non-monogamous agenda or whatever, as with everything in life, it is about freedom of choice (without judgmenent, risk of physical/mental harm, etc etc)

but we’re talking about queer history and gay pride because homosexuality has existed for centuries. sorry the straights whitewashed history ig. but why is it far-fetched to say, actually, what we call now ‘queerplatonic relationships’ or ‘collectivist culture’ or that proverb about how ‘it takes a village to raise a child’ like. im pretty sure these things have also existed for centuries. we’ve just been brainwashed into thinking. that they’re unnatural, immoral, or otherwise Wrong and Bad.

but in the way i was rambling and talking about why are we going against our nature and i said “what. its like there are rules for human beings that were not created by a human being. im sure im onto smth here 👀🤭” without realising where i was going and im like. ah. yes. religion. excellent.

what can i say, im a rabid anti-christian hopeless romantic sexual deviant<3

#emma.txt #the qtp essays #its just a tag let it do its thing #the polyam agenda is actually the opposite of christian missionaries #get in loser we're healing from church-enforced cishetnorm culture no more internalised lesbophobia/biphobia <3 #idk what the mlm are doing i dont go there

[jaeyunmocha]

i'm in a field of dandelions - jaywon

800 words, fluff, no warnings. a lil drabble/excerpt from dandelions

"Close your eyes and I'll lead you. Do you trust me?" Jay asked. 

Jungwon wanted to reply with "with my life", but as much as he tried to keep that from escaping his lips, it did, and a hot red tinted his cheeks. 

Jay wasn't intending on holding Jungwon's hand and leading him; he thought he'd just use words, but he couldn’t reject the younger’s outstretched hand covered with his adorable orange sweater paws. A woozy smile on his face, he picked up Jungwon’s hand in his and walked, occasionally reminding the younger boy to watch his step. 

“Open.”

To say Jungwon was mesmerised momentarily by the view in front of him would be a massive understatement. His lips parted as his mouth fell open. He felt Jay’s soft palms and fingers give his hand a gentle squeeze. 

“What do you think of it?” Jay asked, smiling softly, inhaling the soft spring-summer air. 

“It’s so beautiful…” It felt like home.

It was home. 

“Don’t be shy, walk into the field,” Jay urged, stepping through the narrow little dirt path between the earthy white and green mosaic. Jungwon followed close behind, running an outstretched arm through the flowers to his right, since his left hand held something more precious than anything, ever. 

Jay’s hand.

After a while, they reached a little rectangular human-sized clearing in one edge of the field. There weren’t any tall flowers there, just a little patch of fresh grass and a couple of minuscule flowers just about the size of Jungwon’s pinky. Jay sat down on the grass, and Jungwon mirrored him. 

“Isn’t this nice?” Jay sighed, just thinking aloud. It’d been a while, and in all honesty, Jay had missed this feeling immensely. 

“It is,” Jungwon smiled, moving his lips in a silent murmur and apparently calling a damselfly to sit on his knee. Jay noticed, and watched, intrigued at how the damselfly didn’t so much as flutter its wing when the boy stroked it’s body gently. 

“This may seem like a stupid question, but can you talk to animals?” Jay asked, shifting around on the grass.

“Yes and no. Only when I’m around flowers — dandelions, in this case — I can talk to creatures in general,” Jungwon said as he gently swooped the damselfly off his knee. “Do you want one?” 

Jay didn’t really have time to answer, because before he knew it, Jungwon’s lips morphed into that murmur again, and he guided a tiny yellow butterfly onto Jay’s nose. The latter’s eyes widened as he stared, cross-eyed at the butterfly on his nose. Jungwon murmured once more, and the butterfly lifted off of Jay’s nose and landed on his arm instead. 

"Why did you say 'in this case'?" Jay asked, watching as the butterfly’s wings opened and closed on his arm.

"Because you wished for me on a dandelion flower."

Holy fuck. Things finally made sense.

“This is an even stupider question, but, are you a dandelion?” Jay nearly screamed from how idiotic he sounded.

Jungwon laughed a little before responding. “Well… not really. I’m not human, not a flower, but I have a little “dandelion DNA” in me, sort of. It’s just an analogy; I don’t know how to explain it. Basically, I told you there are hundreds of people like me who get sent to earth to fall in love, right? All of us come from earth-people’s wishes. Sometimes they wish on a shooting star, and we come down with some “star DNA”. ”

“Star DNA… that’s really cool.”

It is, and that’s a story for another time.

The whole time, Jungwon’s eyes were transfixed on the boy in the green t-shirt with a butterfly on his left arm. He felt warm and fuzzy inside, like something bubbled in his chest. 

Did he really just fall in love with Jay? After forcing himself not to? After repeatedly telling himself he had lost the ability to do so? 

Screw all of that. Yes, he did. His heart beat for Jay, and Jay only, and somehow as if Jay had read Jungwon’s mind, he looked up and smiled. The older boy moved closer, beckoning for Jungwon to lie down on the grass along with him. The younger boy obeyed. Initially, there was more than a foot’s gap between them, but slowly, as both of them edged closer and closer to each other, the gap was reduced to nothing. The sun warmed their eyelids and the intoxicatingly sweet breeze tickled their noses. There was a strong connection between the two, as if nothing could pull them apart. 

This is when Jay turned around, reached over and planted a little kiss on the side of Jungwon’s forehead. The younger boy’s side profile was very pretty, and even more so when his cheeks tickled red and his lips formed a smile that exposed his adorable little dimples. 

#jaywon #jay enhypen #enhypen jay #enhypen jungwon #jungwon enhypen #dandelions #enhypen

[the-firebird69]

These people are a pain I just want to know what to do and want you to tell them and she's not really that attractive and think she is but for her people she is a lot of Corky's love her and stuff but we don't he looks a little odd but really the max are having him do this to test it and they have to run some kind of matrix on the foreigners and it doesn't seem to work here but they've always had that in mind and they need to do it and in California people were fighting more but her husband wants it to happen because he's a delusional freak and thinks he's arming things with AI and just does not have the savvy. She's encapsulating bees in a glass like substance and it looks gross it is gross but that's what she's doing. There's some people think it's a religious thing and it kind of is I think it's cuz he got bit by a b and the sting is gone and when they get a bit it's around for a day or two it wasn't a b it was a wasp down here they're deadly and she said why the hell is this happening so you ain't seen nothing yet my babies are radiation absorbent.

And yeah the foreigners are aware of what the max want and they want our son out there anyways so it's a little craziness but that's what it is and a lot of morlock think it because they get protection from the empire from the foreigners and they hold off the field from both the pseudo empire and the empire and it would start trouble and that's for sure it really is kind of obvious it's a rebel area including with Tommy f but the max thing they can get people to fight like they do before but really it works out for us when he's in California and Florida a little bit it's subtle and they missed it

Thor Freya

These are already gone but he says that's not why it's gross and please please I get it too it's gross cuz they're gross looking insect usually and they are as big huge bumble bees look crazy I did try one of those and people liked it a lot better because it looks harmless people don't get mad about honeybees and I started to see that too so I decided to try that being huge ones and those are bumblebees and some sort of analogy you can use against yourself.. you said that last part it's probably true they're hard to find and rare and they're huge it looks very bizarre the people stare at it even when it's around your neck and they want to know what it means and it's not tuna that comes up a lot so I started doing it a little and it is well lights and there's some other insects like it that look funny and it's fun to do too and small butterflies are tough but boy people like that so I did a little and it came out pretty good I'm going to tell you that's really unique and people will buy that and he says watch out for the monarch they're different colors and I said wow that's stupid so I might not do that. I'm starting to get the point the corners have you out there it's to come in and beat up the Max and they did it before and these guys the max try and ride them it also draw attention to them and they're just not coming here at all and no they're coming here but not that many probably fine they can't defend himself and causes the war when you're here in California California goes the other way and the furnace would be thinking of trying to take over everything and we sort of figured that out

Sarah

So you can give it to him but we give a damn and we get it

Jet li

We have seen this before and it is true and it is about Friday and Chinese food and been trying to pretend they're foreigners and their assholes and Garth is up to it and it says he's a foreigner anyways sort of and he's an a****** did a good job. Ken is saying yes and clapping an approval and all of the Africans are saying that's terrible but keep it up and we don't know why or what side you're on and it's going that way so there's a bunch of people that want to put them in California probably Hera to try and kidnap him

He said she can kidnap him anytime she wants just tell him try it millions of times a day like John remillard and he's dangerous and she gets it so not using him and she says at all and she's holding on to me. There are a couple things going around one of them is isn't taking his vitamins and he knows what he's doing for real there are a couple things going around

-the most of the people say that these people are nuts and there's something very wrong with what they're doing and they don't want them doing it and they're angry with them and want to stop them from doing it and don't seem to know what to do so they are moving out now to put some effort into it and meaning we don't want you driving through here we don't want you saying these days and making war in our area and all that good stuff and it's really b******* it's the max and it is the pseudo empire and they're both fighting them to stop them and it is working they're getting stopped in several places and they're fighting and that's happening right now

-the other thing is these two have been working their butts off and it's making us move and it's making us work and we are working tirelessly on it and it's going on right now and it is necessary so we are going to get into high gear now but these things are starting to happen and tonight will be a blockbuster evening the Eastern hemisphere has had some more developments the second grouping caught up with them last hour and they are both wiped out and the second grouping was about 1.5% the first grouping was about 1.5% and there was not a group that went North it just went to the desert and there is a group that went North from the northern hemisphere and that's how I was working for the most part and they were about 1%. What they didn't have a loss both groups were hit and mostly gone 2.5% is pretty close to the 3% that they announced and yeah Trump was most of it at about 65% and he was right you guys are losing and they are proceeding to attack now it was the second 1.5% in the southern hemisphere and another 1% in the northern hemisphere another 2.5% is attacking the pseudo empire in both North and South hemispheres at the Northern areas pseudo empire bunkers would start you think Star wars would start but they're not small yet when both groups get small the movie begins and it's bizarre. We think it is the empire saying goodbye to their mess

So another 2.5% which would be 5%, roughly 2% would be Trump and 3% BGA and they argue about it that's usually right and that would be coming off the 25% down to 20% on and off Island and we can expect the same kind of performance in the West although in the west they lost 1% last night so it's 19% and that leaves about an on the islands are about to 14.9% roughly between the two but really just Mac morlock or 14% which only leaves 5.5% roughly off Island and if they send this huge group up there from this side there aren't going to be that many left instantly these battles and wars are huge they're they're gigantic so and the numbers are a little high but not that high mostly they lost about 3% overall as PGA said and they regrouped today and they're sending more up there but they're not there and they haven't engaged but still we're right this is a hypothetical and hypothetically the 2% that they sent would make 5% and it would bring it to 19%. So yeah after tonight here the numbers would be very bad and they did lose that many and it happened before so they think it's fine

Thor Freya

Olympus

We see the math and also South America is forming up about 3% and they did form up overseas about 2% but they have not proceeded North so really we're back at 22% and if they lose here it's at 20% still that's only 5% in the general population and they're getting beat up already tomorrow would be another two or three percent heading north both have both North and South continents in the Eastern hemisphere would be about 2 or 3% but that's abysmal and it only have one or two more shots and it's out and then it's the islands and it's going to be a war there shortly at sea and in space and they will be deteriorating each other until they're both gone towards the end of this. At the same time the foreigners are at the clones and they're at the max and they're both deteriorating the max are getting ripped a new one they're losing questions of their people and bunker areas and once they breach the bunker they're going to have a field day. And there are other things happening but this is Major news those Max bunkers in Europe and Northern Europe are weakening and in parts of Russia and they're not very strong there and there are other ones too the upper Midwest was taking a pounding in the pseudo empire gave them a break and they're moving north tonight to attack the pseudo empire and they're both ridiculous people here to our my husband and it will change and the empire is mean and stuff but they have a plan

Hera

It's going to be close no it's going to be abysmal for these people they don't have a prayer there's a lot of death coming up in the next few days and they're going to be reduced in a very serious way they are not going to have much of a chance if they continue you did say it last time and they feel compelled to do it because they think that they're being attacked and have to say what they think because it is but there's going to be a lot of damage from this particular assault and they are going to be in trouble and I don't want to pay for any of it I don't think my husband is responsible for them family they started this war between them and this guy John remillard is what I'm doing it and he's running around saying that he has the mega AI and they admit it and say he's mentally ill if that's not all of it he was friends with David Odette and he needs to be investigated to see what he's doing and why he's doing it he made everybody who's in warlock and do a huge pain in the ass my husband saying someone do something and it looks like all of them when it's him and he's still arming Tommy Allen's people with AI and they look terrible too those things need to be documented and a case needs to be presented in other groups should do it to try and save themselves but like the minority morlock then he's probably going to try and blame that's what I'm saying

Hera state of the bottom part of the paragraph above and she's very correct now this is a very tough time for our son and he is busy doing things and he knows how it goes and says they've been listening to him do that for several years now and watching him even if they are not more luck and we have to counter it with power that's why he's not worried we are proceeding to other things in a moment

Thor Freya

I'm checking it but it does make sense we have to proceed we're going to proceed and this is how they respond and they've been doing the whole time and it's getting more fierce than they're keeping up with it that's why I need to know and I do appreciate everybody including you the suspect it says it's not funny I'm always a suspect and it isn't funny and you are

Hera

Olympus

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[translationandbetrayals]

Movie review: Hakujaden (1958)

A little history and context first. Also titled in English as "the legend of the white snake". is the first feature film (in color) and also of the theatrical type created by Toei Animation and released in 1958.

It is also important to mention that a restored version of this film was screened in April 2019 at the renowned Cannes Film Festival. So, it keeps being relevant and important for the culture. 

Toei Animation Co., Ltd. is a Japanese animation studio that has produced numerous series, many of them world-renowned, such as Sally the Witch and Gegege no kitaro. Their most recent production is elemon (in case that you're looking something to watch).

So, the plot of the film in question tells the story of a boy who once had a pet snake in West Lake until his parents forced him to give it up. Years pass and during a violent storm, the snake magically transforms into the beautiful princess Bai-Niang. Bai-Niang finds Xu-Xian, but the lovers are separated by a local monk, Fa-Hai, who believes Bai-Niang is an evil spirit. Xu-Xian's two panda pets, Panda and Mimi, try to find Xu-Xian. In the end, Bai-Niang gives up his magical powers and remains in human form to prove that his love for Xu-Xian is genuine. 

Now, at this point of the post it's important to mention that I've never been a fan of  Oriental productions. To give you an idea, the only series I have seen on this subject was "Doraemon". 

As a consequence of this, my knowledge is pretty basic, so, when it comes to describe or give an opinion on the film I would stay related to images, sketches, colours and the plot (especially the plot). 

Of course that before this course I have never heard about the movie neither the producer, but, after watching it and doing some research on it, I find it important to emphasize on the historical aspect of this. I mean, a lot of people doesn't feel amazed by the plot or the characters (even tho they made characters that are not really evil, cause they tried to give an example for the kids) they aren't really that impresive. The thing is that is very well know for being the first feature film in color and especially, in being the first production on the area (even before the URSS).

I really liked the love story between the characters (yes I know it's weird to fall in love with someone who was a snake, but what can I say). Panda reminded me of Mushu (Mulan's dragon) and I really hated the priest or monk who tried to blame Bai-Niang and make her a liar. Still, I would have enjoyed it much more if the woman in the beginning was a butterfly or other animal, since I don't like her being understood as a snake or other analogies. Actually, I didn't really enjoy the dialogues (because they were out of sync) but as a child I watched movies with bad internet so it wasn't that annoying. If I had to choose between recommending it or not to a friend, I would, but only if, like me, he/she doesn't know much about this kind of productions and is looking for a first encounter.

In broad strokes, the film has everything, a love story with an antagonist, it has great historical merit, it is digestible and keeps you attentive, it is also beautiful and has good songs in my opinion. The characters are well constructed and consistent. So, thanks for the recommendation, I will continue to delve into this world :)

--- Francisca Tamayo Honores

[epicfranb]

warning: long rant/ramble under cut (i jump from topic to topic a lot)

I need to watch more Sausage vids so i can write him BUT lately I'm so tired from mcyt cuz it's basically the only thing i watch, i wanna read comics and watch shows again i miss it but i only hav minecraf on the brain :( my attention span is GONE (not that there was much in the first place but. I could easily binge an anime season or 2 in under a week. I can't watch a single episode a day idk why)

This is what I'm complaining about?? Really??? If i complained about the actual serious stuff that worries me you'd hear no end of it lol. It's kind of in the background, anyways looming over me (the anxiety) im kinda used to it but it shows itself in the little things that seem unrelated.. like that fact that i can't seem to do the things i actually wanna do anymore. It's called AVOIDING. im scared of failure, im scared of making myself upset, so i start avoiding it even if i like it and wanna do it. It's silly bc in this case it's literally about WATCHING COOL SHIT??? i don't wanna have another kagepro or winx club or naruto on my hands where im so unbelievably upset at the source material that o have this urge to complain about it ALL THE FUCKING TIME but i don't have it in me (maybe i have the skill, but not time and not motivation) to make rewrites for all of them that'd be fucking impossible, especially seeing as they're not exactly short stories or easy to write and structure and REwrite and REstructure n all that.. i have my own fics and stories to worry about BUT I'M NOT WRITING THEM EITHER honestly i thought graduating high school would make me better it made me worse actually. In some ways it made me better. Maybe it's just maturing (a little bit) but worse i mean that 1) I'm drawing way less 2) I'm not developing my original stories at all 3) i don't see comics anymore 4) i don't fucking go outside 5) i don't socialize 6) i rot at home all day IDK im trying not to say that i feel like a failure bc that's not exactly true?.. maybe i don't feel this way cuz im avoiding thoughts like this (im good at avoiding lol) and that's good. Cuz objectively I'm not a failure. I'm still creating, even tho slowly. I think I'm in my transitional point between like.. a worm that i was at school, just creating things with no real purpose, to bring a butterfly who creates more thoughtfully and is able to self express deliberately, because i know what i like and what i want to do now (moreso than i did before at least). Not a fan of an insect analogy but here ya go. Optimistic ending to my little rant at least.

Honestly i wanna do a series of complaining at stuff that i kind of hate-love. I have the most to say about kagepro probably, since i was into that for like 2 years, or maybe winx since I'm into it rn, and it has far more source material+ has a bigger world and now characters.. but i thought about it far less so far (i need to write down my thoughts more..) i really really want someone to talk with about it.. either winx or kagepro, idc. It would be funny to tell about kagepro to a person who doesn't know about it (it's still fresh in my mind... *shudders*) but when it comes to winx I'd rather talk to another fan honestly. So yeah.. rant over bye bye

#life updates #also i didn't proof read this so it might have stupid auto correct stuff.. #bye bye

[hopeonmyphone]

On j-hope’s street

A review of on the street (with J. Cole) [2023.03.21]

A street is a means by which we move to different locations. The traces of your movement as you change coordinates form a street. Plenty takes place not just at your departure point and destination but while on the street between them too. In art, streets symbolize many different things. The street is a very familiar metaphor—one whose subject matter can take many different forms. Not surprisingly, the street in j-hope’s new single, “on the street” (with J. Cole), symbolizes many things as well. The street is the stage he got his start on with street dance, the transitional phase between the work he’s done up to 2023 as a part of BTS and as a solo artist and his entrance into the military, a mutual understanding between himself and fans ARMY, and his continued life journey as an artist.

As many people know, j-hope got his start in the world of music through dance. As he mentions in the lyrics to “Chicken Noodle Soup” (feat. Becky G), he grew up dancing on Choong-jang Street. In his second year of middle school he became the youngest member of local dance crew NEURON and went on to scoop up awards at several dance competitions. He was already considered a dance maverick in the area long before he ever became an adult. As revealed in the track “Hip Hop Phile” off BTS’s first studio album, DARK & WILD, j-hope was listening to old-school hip hop and other pre-2000s music from the time he was dancing boogaloo and King Tut. But it’s an understatement to say he was simply listening. He necessarily listens to everything in the music—from the beat to the lyrics—very thoroughly, and it’s fair to say at this point that he’s soaked up the music so completely that it’s embedded itself into every corner of his mind and every inch of his body. He also started rapping once he began training as a singer. It was at that time that he discovered J. Cole. j-hope shows his love for the rapper in “Hip Hop Phile,” where he dedicates more than two lines to him.

j-hope has also given “on the street” to ARMY as a present before he goes to the military. The artist applied for the termination of his enlistment postponement in February and revealed he will soon enlist. As j-hope walks carefree down the same street in New York that J. Cole does in the music video for “Simba,” a song off his 2007 debut mixtape, he sings, “For the path I’m on to become one of hope,” and, “To repay you even from afar, just like a butterfly.”

His butterfly metaphor harkens to similar imagery he’s used involving fish (“Daydream,” “MORE”), submarines (“Hope World”) and airplanes (“Airplane”). They all float about serenely, changing their positions in three-dimensional space, carving out their own paths in the water or in the sky—perfect analogies for j-hope’s stage presence. Perfected through years of practice, he seems to move with such ease as to defy gravity. Dance is an art form expressed through the body in three dimensions. The more skilled a dancer is, the better they are able to determine the exact positions in space they must reach in order to achieve their desired effect. The fact that the titles of his mixtape and album specifically suggest something spatial would seem to reflect how the artist is deeply engaged with his relationship with the physical space we all inhabit. Although I wrote that he appears to defy gravity, he must have worked to fully grasp his own movements and the space he moves through before that could have happened. Although he sings of a life of going with the flow in the song “Future” off Jack In The Box when he raps that he “can’t be the salmon swimming against the current,” to look at his interviews or his documentary, it seems safe to say that j-hope is the type of person who’s always ready to put in the necessary effort and has reached the point where he can make what he does look easy.

The lyrics to “on the street” make it clear right from the beginning that the street is paved with ARMY’s love and belief in j-hope and that he wants to repay them by leading them as a beacon of hope as they walk together. j-hope is the captivating fairy tale character in BTS’s song “Pied Piper,” leading them with a whistle and movements that make him seem light as a butterfly; he talks about how free and happy he is to the sounds of CB Mass’ “Whistle”; and he leaves an afterimage that keeps people missing him, leaving the street in Kim Kwang Seok’s song “Where the Wind Rises” as he suddenly says, “While walking down whistling I think of you.”

I was curious how j-hope, who got his start as a dancer, came to like J. Cole, himself famous for his lyrics. But seeing how even today j-hope uses an old-school sound and writes introspective lyrics, I think it’s perhaps not so surprising after all. J. Cole is a jack of all the music trades. Originally a producer, he then wrote lyrics chock-full of rhymes, poetry and spiritual reflection and put them over his own beats. j-hope has said how much he respects J. Cole and is quickly becoming as well-rounded as the artist he looks up to. j-hope was already dancing at a professional level, but he’s since polished his rapping, songwriting and production skills through “self-learning for 11 years,” as he sang in “MORE” (meaning 12 years now). He said in an interview with GQ Korea that he imagines himself on stage and writing around that right from when he starts making a song. He may have started as a dancer in Gwangju but he shows his versatility as an artist as he continues to draw from that experience.

The undisputed high point of the “on the street” music video is J. Cole’s 32-bar rap and j-hope’s accompanying dance. j-hope’s physical expression of J. Cole’s rap is perfectly timed to the beat as J. Cole flows perfectly in his style. The lyrics reveal a lot of the early days of J. Cole’s career that j-hope has admired from the time he was young. Through his lyrics in the song, J. Cole revisits his past and how hard he had to work to make money off his music, but also asks himself if it isn’t time to let it all go. Yet somehow it seems as though his artistic ambition hasn’t yet died down. Both the part where he takes a Christian view by talking about the universe, volcanoes, birds and nerves in the human body, and where he compares letting go of music to a father letting his daughter go at her wedding, show how emotional and lyrical the artist can be.

J. Cole has periodically hinted at his own retirement, citing a writer’s block he hasn’t been able to overcome since 2018. That year, he released a song called “1985” and gave it a subtitle: “Intro to The Fall Off.” This has led some to speculate that his final album will in fact be called The Fall Off. In a song called “Adonis Interlude (The Montage)” that J. Cole wrote (sampling Dr. Dre) for the Creed III soundtrack—a movie that came out the same day as “on the street”—he again mentions The Fall Off, asking listeners if they’re curious whether or not it’s the end of a chapter and saying he bets this will be the year he ends his hip hop reign. It almost feels like the shadow of, or evil twin to, his verse in “on the street.”

Although j-hope was positioned as a rapper when he debuted, he had never been a rapper in any meaningful capacity prior to that. But that has actually given him unbridled ambition and clarity to be free with his musical pursuits. As I wrote in a column for SisaIN in 2018, j-hope doesn’t really owe the Korean hip hop scene much because it isn’t where he got his start. He has since said with confidence that his musical roots are the 1980s and ’90s hip hop that he grew up dancing to. Jack In The Box and “on the street” back up his claim. “MORE,” released in advance of Jack In The Box, expresses his thirst for achievement, and the album’s closer, “Arson,” shows he wants to keep trying new things even though he’s aware of how dangerous ambition can be. J. Cole’s lyrics in “on the street” are a look back that leads him to feel “a strange type of hunger” and they overlap interestingly with j-hope’s musical ambitions to use Jack In The Box as a way to let others know who he is and what just what kind of music he makes. j-hope is underground as he dances in the music video and makes his way all the way up to the top of a building where he finally meets J. Cole, and seeing them collaborate for “on the street” proves they share something in common. In the end, they both want to create music that’s worthy of praise and they love music to the point of obsession.

In the documentary j-hope IN THE BOX, j-hope describes the promotions behind Jack In The Box, like his appearance on IU’s Palette, the album’s listening party and his performance at Lollapalooza as scoops of ice cream that finally became a cone. We can glean a lot about who j-hope is as an artist just by looking at how he goes through his process step by step and how much importance he places on things like practicing and rehearsals. A street is more than simply a path from one point in space to the next. Time passes and people grow on the street. j-hope’s street still stretches out further into the distance—a street full of things he has yet to do and parts of himself he still wants to improve upon. I’ll be waiting eagerly for him to come back and take his place on the street.

Source: Weverse Magazine

#jung hoseok #hoseok #jhope #정호석 #호석 #제이홉 #방탄소년단제이홉 #방탄소년단 #jhope news #BTS

[lakelandseo]

Three Irish Small Business Ideas that Could Be US Hits

“Knitting the Islands”, by Miriam Ellis

A happy and lucky St. Patrick’s day to all my readers! I’ve seen it again and again that small and local businesses became successful due to a great inspiration and some little happenstance bit of luck that got them noticed. Today, I’d like to celebrate with you by offering a shamrock of three ideas I’ve seen taking off in my mother country of Ireland. You may not replicate the exact business model, but do take away the underlying concepts which I strongly believe could succeed in the US. I’ll also point out how you can help luck along with a little creative marketing. Share this article with your team for brainstorming new campaigns, or with anyone in your life who wishes they could start a small business

Finding the "grá"

Ever wondered how to say “I love you” in Irish? One way is "tá grá agam duit" (taw graw ah-gum duts/ditch). It’s not uncommon to hear Irish folk saying they have a "grá" for something when speaking English, and to me, the word not only conveys love but a kind of longing. When people have a "grá" for some really good bread, or a trip to the seaside, or a warm coat they saw in a shop window, it’s what we might call “consumer demand” in American marketing lingo. Pay attention right now, and you may be starting to notice people in the US and elsewhere expressing a special kind of "grá" for a different life. Recently, such a thread stood out to me on Twitter, started by author and founder Dave Gerhardt.

Software, of course, isn’t going anywhere any time soon, and the more we see of the current state of AI chat, the less many analysts are convinced that it’s going to be a major disruptor at present, but what I observe in this tweet and the replies to it is that people are starting to get tired of the one-dimensional confines of too much screen time. Wanting a satisfying local life and community “IRL” is a great "grá" statement. Americans are deeply attached to our tech, but more and more, I’m running across peers talking about having an “analog life”, wishing their kids would become “luddites”, or wondering how an off-grid life would feel for their families. More simply put, many people would like to experience more satisfaction in what is right around them.

This dynamic is, in fact, tailor-made for small business entrepreneurs, so let’s look at these three aspirational concepts to see if you or your clients have got a "grá" tugging at you for any of them.

1. Be about life

Within living memory, it was the mark of respectability to have your little weedless patch of green lawn. You constantly cut the grass to keep it under tight control. You yanked out every dandelion - or worse - poisoned your own nest with herbicides. Think things never change for the better? I hear you, but check out TheIrishGardener because now, instead of rolling out bundles of monocrop sod, the Irish are carpeting the outdoors with native wildflower matts. One dimension isn’t enough anymore - folk want flowers and bees and moths and butterflies and bugs and more of everything alive. Yard by yard, they are reinvigorating essential ecosystems. Clever wildflower seed sellers are now marketing their products like seed matts and seed bombs not just to homeowners but as wedding favors, holiday gifts, classroom projects, and more.

There’s been such a base trend in US marketing in which we try to sell things to our neighbors by scaring them. Our ads are full of guns, screaming, threats, panic, anxiety, and danger and it’s very weird contrasting this with the ads I listen to on Irish media which seem to be largely focused on green energy, eating nice things, and enjoying the arts.

Could your great small business reject fear-and-shock-based marketing and instead hinge on beauty and satisfaction in life? We do have that old adage of drawing more flies with honey than vinegar, and if you can align your business with the very strong yearning for life to be abundant, varied, diverse, interesting, healthy, and fun, I think you’re moving away from the old lifeless lawns to the new thriving garden.

2. Be about locality

There’s only one place you can get real Irish seaweed - from the coasts of the country, of course! WildIrishSeaWeeds.com is one of those rare businesses that has seen the potential in a gift of nature that many might pass by without noticing. Seaweed is practically a miracle - you can eat it, bathe in it, and use it as a very carbon-friendly fertilizer that elders have always sworn by. What was once mainly a snack remembered fondly by children is now becoming a serious green industry in Ireland, and not far from where I live, I see a Californian company testing whether they can latch onto a similar demand in the US.

What is overlooked where you live? Is it something that can only be gotten in your local area? Something people used to love but are forgetting about now? Maybe it’s a local food source that’s starting to disappear because no one is using it anymore, or maybe its a skilled craft like basketmaking in a local style, baking or brewing a regional speciality, knitting or sewing a heritage garment, compounding an old-time remedy. Maybe it’s reviving a tradition that used to anchor your community. Could your great small business idea simply be about reconnecting neighbors with what’s special about where you live…a place that may have started to have vanished in our collective consciousness because the screens are blocking the view?

3. Be about people’s simplest pleasures

Our SEO lives may be consumed with ChatGPT right now, or GA4, or what will happen next on or to Twitter, but Padraic Óg Gallagher is up on the balcony of his restaurant, growing real Irish potatoes for his Boxty House in Dublin. If you’ve never had the luck to eat boxty, it’s a delicious potato cake, beloved enough in Ireland to be the inspiration behind a restaurant that’s seen such success, it was able to open a second location. Boxty is not fancy. It’s something your mother would make you from leftovers, something treasured from childhood, the memory of which warms your very soul.

If we look again at Dave Gerhardt’s Twitter thread, he’s not longing for a yacht, nor a manion, nor a pot of gold. He just wants the simple pleasure you get from “building in your community.” Most of us can be plenty happy with just enough, and rather than creating a business idea around elite luxury, consider what you might offer that actually delivers human contentment to the most people. A basic kitchen good that isn’t made well any more? A handcrafted walking stick? A cozy bookshop, a guided tour for visitors, your grandmother’s pecan pie, a wooden toy, a cloth doll, a sturdy garden implement, a bayberry candle, a regional herbal tea?

The simpler and better quality your idea, the more of a welcome change it could be for customers increasingly expressing fatigue from low-quality, mass-produced, and very limited options. America’s Vermont Country Store has been outstandingly successful in helping people relocate fundamental merchandise they can’t find anymore. Study their approach.

Creative marketing of your small business idea

What can you do to catch the eye of your audience? You’ve probably guessed that I’m going to say that, no matter how small your local business, you’ve got to have a website and local business listings. 30 years ago, I would have said this about the telephone book, and however much we may long for more off-screen time, we’ve got to concede that the web makes it so easy to be found! So yes, publish the best website you can budget for, build out your Google Business Profile and other listings, and invest all you can in learning about digital reputation management. It will help you achieve your goals.

That being said, the room there is beyond the web for creative marketing could fill all the pages of the Book of Kells. If you’re starting out quite small, try these low-tech approaches to getting the word out about your new business idea in your community:

Ask an established business owner to host you as a pop-up shop inside their store, perhaps for tourist season or the holidays.

If you produce enough volume, meet with local shop owners to discover whether your product could win a permanent place on their shelves.

Approach local reporters with the most succinct, newsworthy angle of your business to seek press.

Real-world community message boards still exist in some towns. Use them.

Put a sign outside your house or in the window of your apartment. No room? Ask local officials for permission to put a sign in a vacant lot or on a street corner where you’ve seen other signage posted. Be ready to sell them on how your idea benefits the community.

Research local regulations regarding hanging fliers around town.

Research whether there is an opportunity for you to be included in existing print catalogs. 90 million Americans purchase something from a catalog annually, and even as the Internet has become so established in our lives, catalog shopping has continued to trend upwards.

Found or join a local business organization for brainstorming, networking and cross-selling.

Coordinate with other micro-business entrepreneurs to host a shared party in a local park, acquainting your community with your presence and offerings.

Sponsor local teams, events, and people and be cited for it both on and offline.

If your community still has a local radio station, try to get on it, either with an ad or as a guest, to reach 82.5% of US adults.

If you live in an area favored by tourists, contact the local visitors’ center to see how to get listed in their publications.

Advertise in the mailers and bulletins of local houses of worship and schools.

If what you produce relates to any type of food, music, art, cultural, or local festival, participate in it.

“Little as a wren needs, it must gather it.”

I’m closing today with this famous Irish proverb, because it seems right for this moment in America, where the myth of endless growth and the dangers of an unchecked appetite for luxury have done no favors to the economy or environment our whole people must live in. The Irish phrase, “Cé gur beag díol, caithfidh sé a sholáthar,” has traditionally been used to remind us that even the small wren has to work hard to provide for itself - a scenario every small business owner and local business marketer will easily relate to.

But I’m starting to see a double-meaning in this phrase, and new business trends in Ireland are helping me to see it: a more sustainable way to found a venture may be in asking not how much you want, but how little you actually need to be satisfied. SEOs everywhere already know it’s a best practice to get clients to define what success looks like before a project begins so that all parties can see when a goal has been attained. For most small business owners not seeking to become big business owners, achievement will simply mean something along the lines of being able to pay themselves and their staff enough to have a modest, good life. To me, this recognition matters right now, because most customers are in search of the same thing - having just enough.

Whether it’s through thrifting in Ireland or thrifting in America, re-storing in Drogheda or re-storing in Simi Valley, eating local and organic at Moyleabbey Farm in Kildare or at Waxwing Farm in Washington, or preserving traditional crafts that last on that side of the water or on this, tandem trends are indicative of a search for a simpler, better life. 57% of Americans say they shop small to keep money local, and there is no overstating how much both nearby economics and the global climate benefit from this approach. If you’ve decided 2023 is the year to lean into the new/old ways by starting or marketing small businesses, I’d say the luck may be on your side!