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theemporium · 8 months

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sugar daddy charles concerned af when he doesn’t hear from his girl but she keeps pulling all nighters for uni and she is crashing and burning so he jets over to sort her life out

listen this just happened and i don't even know what to say for myself but anyways🤠

“Charles—”

“Shhh, baby, it’s okay. That’s it, mon amour, just like that,” he cooed softly as he ran his fingers gliding up and down your thighs. “Just let go f’me.”

“I-I can’t,” you whined, shaking your head as the tears began to well up in your eyes. It was too much. Far too much, and still a part of you craved more. “I need to—”

“You need to listen to me, amour,” he murmured against your skin, pressing light and soft kisses along the inside of your thighs. “And I’m telling you to relax.”

It wasn’t unusual for you to not answer your messages straight away. After all, Charles himself got caught up in meetings and duties, and it sometimes meant that he wouldn’t be able to reply for a few hours. He knew you were in a similar position with lectures and classes and meetings with your professors.

But it was different.

Usually it was just a bad day here or there, but this time it had been a few days in a row and his concern was growing. You barely replied to him, and even when you did, your replies were sporadic at best. When he looked at the shared location you both had, his worry grew tenfold when he realised you hadn’t left your flat in days. But his breaking point was when he sent someone to deliver food at your door, and despite the insistent knocking, it went unanswered.

You weren’t taking care of yourself, and he didn’t like it at all.

Charles pushed all his meetings and duties back a week. They still had a fortnight until the next race weekend and they could cope in Maranello alone without him for a while. They would have to. He called the company to have the jet waiting for him at the airport as he drove over, and he hopped on a plane straight to you.

And when he arrived, Charles realised he was right.

You were overworking yourself. You were barely eating or sleeping or drinking enough water. You probably had more caffeine in your body than a human ever should have. You looked exhausted and he could see the toll it was starting to take on you, and yet you still insisted that you needed to study for your exams that you had in almost a month’s time.

You weren’t taking care of yourself in the slightest, and his heart broke. You were his: his love, his equal, his partner, his to take care off. He wanted nothing more than for you to be happy and spoiled like you deserved to be, and instead you were working yourself to the bone and he didn’t think you even realised just how far you were pushing yourself.

So, Charles got you to relax in the only way he knew how.

Maybe it was a little manipulative to say he just wanted to hold you, that he wanted to be selfish and enjoy just laying down with you before you started studying again. But you were too tense and too tired and too overworked, and it was Charles’ job to take care of you so that’s what he did.

“Hmm, my girl wants to come again?” He questioned, his hands pawing and squeezing the fat of your thighs as he pulled your legs over his shoulders. He had you sprawled on the bed for the last forty minutes, made you come at least twice on his tongue, and he had no interest in stopping. “Say it, amour. Tell me what you want.”

“You,” you gasped out as your fingers fisted the sheets, a choked out moan leaving your lips as he licked a thick strip up your soaking cunt. “Charles, I need you. Please.”

“That’s it, amour,” he groaned happily as he nuzzled his face further against you, kissing and licking and sucking until his hands were pinning you down to the mattress. “You need me, and I’m gonna take care of you like I always do, yes?”

“Yes!” You whined, your back arching off the bed as his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked hard.

“Good girl,” he groaned as he lifted his head, his lips and chin glistening with your release. “Gonna make you come one more time and then you’re gonna dress up all pretty so I can take you out for dinner. Do you understand?”

“Mhm,” you hummed, a little high-pitched and a little too dazed to say words right now.

But Charles grinned in response anyways. “My perfect girl.”

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kayrrhin · 1 year

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hello!

i saw your commissions were opened after a fic i read, idk if you write for multiple characters but i’d like to request for robin, law, cora, yamato, and ace, with no peculiar pronouns for the reader, it can be fluff or nsfw, as you feel more comfortable with!

feel free to add more or not write for some ofc, no pressure it’s totally understandable, don’t overdo yourself, please and thanks!

I'm going to be honest, you made a commission which literally features all of my all time favorite babies so let's goooo, i also assumed it was all separated since there were no specification, good reading!

3am baking

characters: Robin, Law, Corazon, Yamato, Ace

fluff, use of pet names, ft. teenager law in Cora's part

Reader's gender is not referred so it can be any gender

Warnings: use of swear words, a bit suggestive at Law's part, french

Robin:

"wow, so far it looks good!"

You looked at the cupcakes you and your girlfriend were making, so far there was only the dough but wow it looked good.

"I'm amazed that we're able to make such good cupcakes at this time of day, at least so far the dough is good!"

You grin at the archeologist and wipe some of the flour off her nose.

"Thanks, love."

You smiled and began to put the dough into the moulds, putting them in the oven.

"Now all we have to do is wait!"

Robin put her arms around you from behind and kissed your temple,

"I just hope Sanji doesn't take this the wrong way"

You chuckled a little

"The only thing Sanji might do is cry because we made it ourselves and he didn't cook it for us, or be amazed because it's going to be super good!"

You kissed her cheek and smiled proudly.

"haha, I guess you're right, I have to say though, what a strange urge to want to cook at such an hour, darling"

"Yes, I know, but at least we'll have snacks to read"

She smiles sweetly and kisses you, her soft lips resting on yours.

"Actually, I just hope they're still good tomorrow"

You looked up in a thinking manner for a bit,

"aaah you're right...it's probably going to be a little drier depending on how it goes..."

Your lover chuckled and kissed you.

"Don't worry too much, with a bit of tea it's going to be great, love"

After a little while you finished the cupcakes and boy were they good, as was the sleep you got afterwards.

Law

"You're messing up your sleep schedule right now."

Your boyfriend said, watching you make cookie dough,

"Oh, you're one to talk! At least it's not to overwork myself but to make cookies!"

You smile and continue to work on your work of art, but you feel someone approaching you.

"Let me help you at least, it might be fun... I guess."

He seemed a little embarrassed but helped you with the cookies anyway,

"Aaaw, thanks, love!"

You smiled at him and continued to bake, when the dough was separated, the surgeon put them in the oven, setting the temperature correctly.

"Can you put a timer on please?"

"Yep, I got it!"

You set the timer and start waiting, Law lifts you up to sit on the counter and kisses you on the forehead.

"I'll never understand how you can cook for ten people in the middle of the night"

He then kisses your jaw and puts his hands on your waist,

"I'll say it's my will to eat that gives me this strength, or a mental breakdown"

He chuckled and kissed your lips, slowly moving down to your neck, kissing it and leaving a few marks here and there, he started to get a little more impatient only for the timer to remind you both that the cookies were still in the oven,

"Yes! My cookies!"

You got off the counter, took out the cookies and turned off the oven.

"wooow, these look dashing!"

"Yes. They are."

You laugh, seeing your boyfriend a little frustrated by the sudden stop,

"Come on, sweetheart, we can continue where we left off for a few minutes, the cookies still need to cool."

"I don't know if I love you or hate you, [Name]-ya"

Corazon

"I'm surprised we made it this far without burning the kitchen down!"

You've finished putting your mixture on the plate to put what will soon be brownies in the oven,

"Me too, you've really taken the easiest thing to do"

Your lover wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his giant body.

"Yeah, I figured at 3am, burning the house down wasn't the best way to make something"

You laugh, nuzzling your face into his chest, him, resting his head on top of yours.

"You're right, I'm not sure Law would like us to set the house on fire."

He pulled his face closer to yours and kissed the tip of your nose, then your temple, and lips.

"He'd probably kick our asses if we did, I wonder who the real adults are"

You both laughed and stayed like that for a little while, to be fair the reason he hadn't set the kitchen on fire was because you were making sure he wasn't near anything that could catch fire, mainly his coat which was left in the living room for that specific reason.

"I think the brownies are good, let me turn off the stove"

You did so and smelled the brownies,

"wow, that smells really good, mi vida, we did a great job!"

He kissed you on the cheek and stumbled, causing you to lose your balance.

"OH FUCK—"

You looked at the brownies that were about to fall out, but they were replaced by a pillow.

"hah?"

"Can you be careful??? First I wake up because you can't keep it down, when I get up you're immediately about to injure yourself, and you're the adults here?"

"Right! Sorry we woke you up..."

"and thanks for saving us from a third degree burn!"

The teenager looked at you both and sighed.

" It's okay, plus it smells good, it would be sad to let it go to waste"

You look at your partner and both laughed

"Well, I guess it couldn't have gone without at least one little mistake"

Yamato

"Woooh! [Name], look, it's growing!"

You giggled at your golden retriever boyfriend who was looking at the gateau au yaourt in the stove.

"Yeah, that's the baking powder, baby"

Your boyfriend looked at you in awe, it was the first time in a long time he'd cooked in a real kitchen, so when you said you wanted to make a cake at 2:56am, he looked at you and instantly got up, already jumping towards the kitchen.

"This is so cool! And it smells so good too! My love, you are so good at baking! You are a god/goddess!"

Your boyfriend lifted you up in his arms, you laughed at his gesture.

" Pretty boy, I think you're over-reacting, I only have basic cooking skill"

He laughed and peppered your face with kisses, which made you giggle.

"Love, can you put me down? I need to turn off the oven"

"Oh yes, sorry!"

He puts you down and lets you reach the oven, you turn it off and take out the chocolate cake, the smell of the cake reaches your nostrils, but you smell something else, like vanilla.

"Wow, that smells good, you know why it smells like va...ni...la?", Finishing your sentence, you turn your head to notice the empty bottle of vanilla extract on the counter.

"Um... it smelled good, and like vanilla so..."

"Please tell me the bottle wasn't full."

You prayed for a second, imagining that the strong taste of vanilla was too much for your taste buds and mentally cried, but your boyfriend assured you that the bottle was almost empty when he did so.

"Ok, time to try it then, I really hope you're not lying because it smells like vanilla hell right now".

You took a bite and ate it, it was indeed very good and the vanilla taste wasn't overwhelming, which reassured your taste buds, you kissed your lover and took the cake to bring it in your room.

"Ah! I told you I didn't put it all in!"

Your boyfriend exclaimed, proud that he had not made a dumb mistake (for once).

"Yes, you did! I think it's time to eat it while reading about Oden, don't you think, big guy?"

"YES!"

Ace

"oui, oui, baguette ! Quoisan !"

Your boyfriend laughed as he helped you prepare the croissants.

"Ace, shut the fuck up, it's 3am if Tatch hears us, we're dead"

The last time Tatch caught you, you were punished by cleaning the bathroom for 3 months, but you both had a sudden urge to cook after a long make out session.

"Come on, this time we're doing a good job and the ingredients were paid by us, this time if he catches us he won't have anything to blame us for"

He smiles as he rolls the dough into a croissant shape.

"You're right but still, I'm not sure having two dumbasses in your kitchen at 3am is the best way to wake up, even if you just want a glass of water."

the freckled boy finished making the shape and placed a napkin on the plate to let it sit and walked over to you and threw his arms around your waist.

"But I like to cook at night with my dumbass and my dumber self"

He chuckled and kissed your cheek.

"Pff, you're so cheesy, what's happening to you so suddenly, love? A second ago you were speaking broken French if I remember correctly."

You look at him, amused by his sudden display of affection.

"Hey, it's not my fault that my heart races when I see you."

"Oh, you're in your flirty state again, finish the croissant, idiot, and kiss me afterwards."

You both chuckled and he put his lips to yours, he was so goofy, my Lord.

"You two again???"

"Fuck, Tatch, wait, we can explain!"

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pleaseeeimjustagirl · 4 months

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You Need A Resting Season

What is a resting season?

As women, we pour so much into others (family, friends, siblings, pets) forgetting about ourselves. We work ourselves into overdrive feeling empty like life is passing us by and we don't know who we are or what we want. And if you feel this way you need a resting season, a resting season is like going into hibernation pulling away from the world and all of the unnecessary stress that we put on ourselves. While in your resting season, you are going to be quitting a lot of the things you used to do. A lot of high-stress activities that aren’t a priority such as school and work. This is the time for you to rest and pour into yourself. Work on the issues you have with yourself maybe you lack self-love, self-esteem, self-worth, or confidence maybe you want to lose weight and better your skin. It is time for you to invest in yourself and fix the things you can change and not worry about the things you can’t change. For every woman a resting season is different so it is important to know your priorities, the improvements you want to make, and what your resting season is for.

Signs you may need a resting season

♡ You are burned out. Even though are getting a full night of sleep you have this never-ending feeling of being tired of life, your daily cycle, your environment, and so on.

♡ Life isn’t fun anymore. You feel like you are in a never-ending cycle going from school/work to home. You could be giving too much of yourself to others, leaving no room for enjoyment, hobbies, and self-care.

♡ You're always worried. You may be feeling overwhelmed by all the tasks and obligations you have in life. You constantly have too many thoughts circling in your head never giving you the time to think.

♡ You don’t know what path you're going down. Maybe the dream career you thought wanted you do not want anymore, you have switched your major a bunch of times and still don't feel connected to it.

♡ Social media Is taking over your life. You spend hours on end on social media watching and reading toxic content and you need to step away and reconnect with yourself and the real world.

♡ You want to level up. You lack self-love and confidence you don’t like the person you see in the mirror anymore. She is tired, overworked, unhealthy, and doesn’t take time for herself.

These are just a few but there can be so many more reasons why you need a resting season.

I am currently in my resting season

Some of the reasons above resonated with me a lot I woke up one day and realized I was burned out I was stressing myself out with so many requirements to be perfect, rich, and live a certain lifestyle by a certain age. I switched my major in college a bunch of times I plan on graduating in 2025 with a bachelor in science of psychology but after I'm going to accelerated nursing school. I felt like a failure for a little while thinking I wasted 4+ years of my life chasing a degree that I don't even want now. I didn't like what I saw in the mirror and I had a lot of negative self-talk. But then it clicked to me I needed to check out from life for a little while and focus on myself and work on me. I wrote out my goals, what I needed to fix about myself, and the women I wanted to be coming out of this resting season. And I started that day working on myself I have changed a lot. I'm still in my resting season working on myself, investing in myself daily to become that woman of my dreams this is why I made this blog<3.

You can work on yourself without being in a resting season but I recommend resting seasons because they are better for focusing with no distractions other than things you must. If you feel a connection to this post maybe it is time for you to get into your resting season

I'm open to any comments or private messages if you can relate and please let me know any further topics you want me to cover

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volturissideslut · 6 months

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Hiya, I love your writing so much :) Could I request some hcs of poly volturi kings with a reader who is rlly overwhelmed and stressed with work and school, thanks x

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 (𝕻𝖔𝖑𝖞)

Wow, two days in a row? Maybe I actually am coming back. This one turned out a bit Aro heavy, but Marcus and caius are still mentioned romantically.

A frustrated huff was all you could give as your hair fell infront of your face again

Your eyes were burning, strained from the textbook you had been staring at for - how long had it been now?

With a glance out the window you could see the clear starry night. It was a beautiful scene really. It would be nice to go and look at the stars with Caius again,he seemed to know them all, name; story; constellation.

Too bad

University was kicking your butt right now, and you couldn't afford the distraction.

With a sigh your hair was once again lipped back, pen in hand, textbook and notebook open and-

"Cara mia, what are you doing awake?"

What was most concerning to Aro when he walked in was the way you had to rub your sore eyes just to clearly see him. His darling should never be depriving herself of anything, and clearly he hasn't spoiled you enough himself if that hasn't gotten through to you

"I'll sleep later Aro, Right now I just need to-"

"No" There was no room for argument in his tone, "Nonsense. Off to bed now, my love. You should have slept hours ago"

And somehow he always has a way of breaking down your walls because without even knowing it, you find yourself crying.

"Aro- please. I need to get this done." your chest heaves as you try and breathe deeply despite the tight coil that finds itself around your lungs and throat

"Let me take care of you." he demands, and you can't help but find yourself giving in. "Marcus knows all of this. Whatever you need to know, hell teach you. Whatever you are doing now he'll help with, he'd do it on your behalf if that is what you wished. For now, let me take care of you"

With the minimal fight you had left in you, you gave a weak "I can't push this onto Marcus, that isn't fair. He shouldn't have to-" only to be interrupted once again.

In your sleep deprived state, your bleary eyes and overwork brain hadn't seen Marcus himself come in. "I shouldn't have to what, Tesoro? Help my mate? Share something that I myself enjoy with them? Listen to Aro, look after yourself. It'll be done by morning"

The stern look he gave you left no room to get in a word, only left to look tiredly back at him as he leaned against the walls, arms crossed and unimpressed

Fed up with you still not being in bed, Aro took it upon himself to just carry you.

"Just you wait until morning, when Caius hears what you've done to yourself" he chuckles to himself as he plops you down, beginning to help you undress and re-dress

"Im not getting let out of bed tomorrow, am I?" you groan, though it's obvious you're not really unhappy. Would a day of being pampered by him really be all that bad?

#twilight #volturi #twilight renascence #x reader #headcannons #twilight saga #hc #marcus volturi #caius volturi #aro volturi #marcus volturi x reader #caius volturi x reader #aro volturi x reader #volturi kings #volturissideslut #volturisideslut

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marauders-peace · 10 months

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Burning moon 1.

Summary: The reader is devastated at Remus nothing saying answer and thinks of it like an rejection. To overcome this they try to forget their love for him but is failing miserably. But Remus doesn't react to their coldness like they expected...

Warnings: self hatred, unrequited love?, angst, Sirius( jk I love him), over thinking, bad communication

~If you see this and haven't read Part 1 I advise you to read it before reading this so you understand what is happening. This part is simply a sequel to part 1 and isn't bound to the song like the first part

masterlist part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6

I was glad the year was almost over after... I confessed. I could go on with my life and go out of his way. Lily was trying to make me go out with the others, but I had plenty of reasons I could tell her why I couldn't go.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah Lily, my stomach hurts pretty bad and I don't think I should go. "

Of course after one week of excuses she would grew suspicioun, but the year was over.

I could go home. I would have some time alone.

It was like I had some luck in my misery.

I really tried to ignore my feelings. I really did, but it was like a really persistent bug that wouldn't fly away. Whenever I heard Remus' name my heart would beat faster. My cheeks went red, and my thoughts circled around him constantly.

It was disgusting. I was disgusting.

I didn't look at him. I didn't sit next to him at lunch like I always did. I didn't acknowledge his existence.

And still. He was still everywhere I went.

At the last day of school we were going to the train station like always. Of course with Remus. Their whole friend group said bye to each other including myself and Remus. It was awkward, really.

I had always hugged everybody and cried when I had to say goodbye.

Not this year.

The most I could do was to say goodbye to everyone.

"Is our little princess not sad she has to leave us behind, this year??" Sirius said with a grin, but he had this look in his face I couldn't read.

"What can I say? You are pretty annoying Sirius and I have to return to my kingdom!" I joked and tried to smile and laugh.

It was the fakest laugh I ever heard.

"Don't forget to write! It always gets so boring without you." Alice said. She was a really good friend and even tho she wasn't good friends with the marauders, she still came to them from time to time.

"Of course Alice! I can't ever forget to write you." I exclaimed and smiled at her. The train was about to start. I always sit with Lily and Mary in one cabin so we always said goodbye to each other before the train started.

Then Remus looked at me. His eyes seemed to bore through my soul and I felt like he saw everything that was going on inside of me.

And I hated him for that.

I hated his pretty eyes and how they made me flush. I hated that I couldn't think straight in his presence after everything I did to overcome him.

I hated that he still had control over me.

"I hope you have a great Sommer. Don't overwork yourself, alright? You can always write me too, if you want to talk." he said. He smiled at me and seemed so sincere.

And I just said :" Yeah, bye." and got on board of the train.

I know that was unfair. He was so nice to me and I just ignored his presence. I didn't even look him in the eyes when I said that.

But I was hurt. No scratch that.

But I was angry. Angry at him that he pretended everything was normal. But more importantly I was angry at myself. At my weakness for him. At my constant thoughts about him. At my love for him.

Lily and Mary followed me after they said goodbye themselves. I sat down inside of an empty Cain and waited for them.

I felt tears in my eyes. It was burning. But I swallowed them before the others came in. I just looked out of the windows while they put down their things.

There was a tense silence.

Mary broke the silence first.

"What was that?" she said.

I didn't look away from the window. I just replied :"What was what?". Even though I knew what she was talking about.

"Come on you know. That between you and Remus!"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Now Lily stepped in. "We are not dumb, Y/n. We know you are ignoring him. And that out on the train station? That was just cold." she said.

I remained quiet.

"Look whatever you are mad at, talk to Remus about it! He is really worried about you." Mary exclaimed.

They didn't know. Anger boiled up inside of me. It seemed like they made Remus the victim of this situation. They didn't know. They knew nothing about my pain in the last months.

The months I hoped he would answer me. The months I hoped for his love.

I wanted to Scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell them. NOW.

I smiled at them instead.

"It is really nothing. I just didn't want to miss the train."

Lily raised her eyebrow. " Yeah sure."

The tense silence was back and filled the room.

This time Lily broke it.

"Why... Why aren't you talking to us? Are you mad at us too?"

That caught me off guard. Was I mad at them? I realized that I was. Yeah, I was furious, because they didn't know anything. That they didn't look for me when we were at hogsmead. And I know that's stupid, life doesn't revolve around me, but we were friends.

Friends cared and looked after each other.

Like Remus did,because I am his friend nothing more.

The tears came back and I began to tremble. What was wrong with me?

" What is wrong? You know you can tell us." Mary said and her kind and gentle voice brought me back to reality.

She was right. I could tell them.

But should I?

They were also friends with Remus. I know we were good friends, but in the end they maybe would tell him why I was ignoring him. And I didn't want him to know.

I felt ashamed of myself. Of my weakness.

But in this brief moment I didn't listen to my thoughts. I just said :"I am angry at you, because you didn't look after me. In hogsmead."

When i saw Lily's wide eyes I immediately regretted what I said. I didn't want to guilt trip them. I was stupid, stupid, stup-

"I'm sorry."

What?

"Remus told us you weren't feeling well and that you went to the toilet. He told us he will stay behind and look after you."

Stop talking about him! Stop saying nice stuff about him!

"I didn't know you were having a tough time... But I should have at least asked after you. I'm deeply sorry." Lily said.

In this moment I couldn't stop the tears. I cried like someone died. And maybe someone did. I didn't even recognize myself.

They stopped asking questions about remus. I wasn't in the right state to tell them, but I would tell them eventually.

When the train arrived, I took my things and ran off the train. I could not see him again today. Not after this conversation. I ran away into the holidays. Away from my problems just somewhere else.

And the sun didn't see the burning look in the moons eyes as he saw his sun ran away.

Taglist:

@juleshadalittlelamb @fluffybunnyu

#marauders #marauders era #remus lupin #remus lupin angst #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #dead gay wizards

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littledigits · 10 months

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That time when working in animation made me realize I needed therapy

Since we're on the topic of overworking / being passionate in animation and blah blah blah. I want to share my story about working on the first season of Hilda (for context I was the animation director), specifically..how completely garbo my mental health got because

I INSISTED ON WORKING MYSELF INTO THE GROUND.

This is a story I've shared when I've had a chance to do lectures or talks, and if there is one really awesome thing that comes with ..weird ..animation clout, its that you can use those powers for good in terms of teaching people about the BS that comes with the job...anyway.

The reason why I like to talk about this is because I insisted on doing it to myself, and that was really got me thinking about the factors that do lead us into over working. Because heres the deal

Hilda season 1 was, without getting into too many details, a heckofatime...especally for the core crew. we were a small group, doing something new because most of us haven't worked on a show before that included pre production. My entire career up to that point had been working on service work for shows that were created in Burbank, so the new pipeline had a ton of challenges. We did all care, and we all believed in the project SOOOO much. I would tell people not to work over time, because I want my team to leave on time - but I was there...a lot. Leaving the studio by 11pm , working through the weekends..it wasnt an uncommon thing for me. sure , it wasnt all the time, but this stuff spans years sometimes so it went in waves. But whenever the challenges came up, i doubled down. because I super believed in it.

And the thing was - other people told me to stop. I had a lot of valid concerns given to me by my friends and team members who saw how I was burning myself out at both ends. And I thought like, well , its my *choice*. Its my chance to have a voice and be creative and try to do something different and we all have to push ourselves and yes its HARD but. THATS HOW YOU DO IT RIGHT? surely if I just make sure I’m the one overworking and my team isn't.. that's fine.

Well, no, I was immensely effecting my team maybe I wasn’t telling them to work late, but they were seeing me get more and more tired and stay later and later. I thought they would still approach me for help, or if they struggled. But the issues they had they kept to themselves without wanting to put more on my shoulders. Because they *cared* , just as much as I did ..and we all took more on our shoulders then we should have and there were a lot of things that I could have solved had I fostered a better communication environment. I became really resentful in my head over the smallest things, I actually saw myself becoming a more hateful person and easily annoyed. I came home every day rambling about the frustrations. Now, let me preface this by saying - my mental state did not only have to do with overworking. I had and have things still to unpack, but the control I had over work and the validation I got from it was a coping mechanism for me. I really didnt think i had any worth as a person outside of this job. It basically was a very nasty cycle that didnt stop until ...well I had gotten so bad I had to. By the end of the first season I was actually incredibly close to quitting . I was in big anxiety attack territory because I was so worn thin- I had started therapy but eventually moved onto getting medication as well and that was what allowed me to stick it out. ( I have the same therapist and I am on the same meds, it was very hard to do at the time, but i cant imagine my life now without making that choice ). After it was done I was immensely supported by the studio and worked part time as a trainer, which is what i requested to give my brain a break. (Only a few of my closer friends knew how bad I was getting but it was pretty obvious I needed to rest) I'm really proud of the work we did and we keep doing on the show, ..and some other people may have gone through something similar and found it was worth it, but thats not me. I still struggle not to fall back into that mindset, but it helps knowing that if i keep myself out of it , i can help my team out of it, because I know they care about this show just as much as I do. I’m not a martyr, I am a leader, and its up to me to keep myself healthy so I can keep my crew healthy. I always strive to be better, but i get to decide what that looks like - and for me ..better has nothing to do with the image on the screen. Its got more to do with the experience of the people around me. Readjusting those priorities has helped a lot with keeping my head above water and not add to the pressure that makes it so hard not to get sucked down in the first place. I do think its good to talk about though , how our passion and language and drive can lead to a lot of us being a part of this cycle. And if theres one good thing about the challenges, its sharing them so at least others can learn faster then you did ;) . take care of yourself friends.

#animation #animation industry #director talk #i still think of how many people told me to stop and how i didnt #i tell people to stop and they dont but i do understand why #thats why this shit is ingrained and its more then just words #here you go a big long animation ramble :D

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fic idea: George x Reader where Georgie has been so overworked recently and goes out on a case with Lockwood & Lucy so while they’re out reader cleans up the house as much as possible and does chores and bakes cookies to show appreciation for everything George does for the house <3

a/n: AHHHHH this is so cute yes!!! once again, this isn't overly long, mostly because i'm still working myself out of a writing slump, but i hope you enjoy!

warnings: none words: 965 taglist: @neewtmas @locklylemybeloved @aayeroace @gotlostinfiction @waitingforthesunrise @mirrorballdickinson @mischiefmanaged71 @magicandmaybe @wellgoslowly gn reader

For You - George Karim

By no means are you a good cook when it comes to dinnertime at thirty-five Portland Row, but you’re a hell of a good baker.

The smell of freshly baked cookies is still strong when you hear George trudge through the front door with his trademark huffs and scuffling footsteps. You’re still plating them up when he finds his way into the kitchen, covered in what looks like soot and ectoplasm burns on his thick jacket. You have to ignore the way his hair falls over his forehead in such an endearing way to be able to function.

“What happened to you?” you ask with a laugh.

“The ghost’s source was in the house’s very old, very dirty chimney,” he grumbles, tearing his jacket off. “Typical, huh? What’s that you’ve made? Smells good.”

With a grin, you turn and show him the plate of cookies. “For you,” you say. “Well, for Lockwood and Lucy, too, but if they’re all gone by the time those two get back then they don’t need to know.”

There’s a moment where George is silent, looking at the cookies as if they hold some otherworldly secrets, but then he wipes his glasses on his shirt and glances around the room. Apparently, he notices the lack of dirty dishes, rings made from mugs and glasses on the counter, and the absence of a perpetual burnt toast smell, because he nods in appreciation.

“You’ve cleaned up, too. Is that why you didn’t want to go on any cases tonight?”

“Surprise?” You place the cookies down on the table and wiggle your hands dramatically, which earns of huff of a laugh in return. “There was so much that needed done, so I thought I’d get it sorted. Especially since you’ve been working yourself so hard.”

“I haven’t been –“

“Georgie,” you say, “yes, you have. You’re out of the house by nine most mornings now to get down to the Archives, and you’re not back until right before dinner. And, believe me, I appreciate all of the work you’re doing, but I can’t take much more of Lockwood’s spag-bol. Either way, just wanted to show you that I’m grateful for you.”

Already, you can feel your face growing a little warm. What kind of friend cleans a whole house and bakes cookies just to say thank you? A good one, maybe. Or maybe not. You’re not entirely sure what constitutes as being a friend or what is more at this point.

“I washed your dirty clothes, too. They’re on your bed along with some of those pens you lost a few weeks ago. I found them stuffed between the cushions of the sofa. Oh, and –“

His hand reaches forward slightly, and your words come to a stop.

“Am I rambling?”

There’s a little shadow of a smile on his lips. “Yeah.”

And then his hand is on your face, fingers brushing your cheek so softly they almost feel like feathers. Your heart ceases all functions, and your breath stops short. He’s looking at you so tenderly that you fear you might implode.

When his fingers pull away, there’s a faint white dusting along the tips. “You had flour on your face.”

Immediately, your hand reaches up to your cheek to brush away any remaining flour, and George laughs, reaching over again to get the last little bit. Can he feel how hot your skin is right now? You’re not entirely sure of whether it’s from embarrassment or the fact that George Karim has just touched you so nonchalantly without knowing how much it sends your heart racing.

“Thank you,” he says, dusting his hand off. He shuffles back a small step. “You really didn’t have to. Especially not at two in the morning.”

You shrug to try and seem indifferent, but it comes off a little more clunky than you had intended. You are pretty tired, to be fair. “No fuss. I got bored. Besides, I had this recipe sitting around and I know it’s one of your favourites.”

There’s a faint glimmer in his eyes then. “You do?”

“Of course, I do. You told me ages ago, and it’s not something I would forget.”

He gives you a very George smile then – one that looks outwardly quite awkward, but you know is genuinely happy from the way his eyes crinkle ever so slightly. It makes your heart soar and your head feel a little light.

“You know you’re the best right?” he says as he plucks a biscuit off the plate. “Lockwood might pay my wage, but you’re an angel.”

The words take you by shock, mostly because it’s something you never would’ve expected him to say. Usually, he’s far too awkward to compliment you beyond telling you that you’ve done a good job on something or that the jumper you’ve chosen to wear that day is a particularly nice colour, so to hear You’re an angel leave his lips feels like some kind of fever dream.

Are you dreaming? Surely you are. There’s no way that any of this has happened.

But there he is, just a foot or two away, smiling in that unique and entirely enchanting way of his as he breaks his biscuit into small chunks to eat it. There he is, trying to decide whether or not he should keep looking at you or stare down at his shoes with ears that look curiously pink.

“How quickly do you reckon we could eat these before Lucy and Lockwood get back?” you ask.

George’s smile becomes a little bigger. “If we try hard enough, ten minutes.”

He hands a chunk he broke off, and you swear his fingers linger for a little too long to be considered friendly. It makes you grin as you take it.

“Bet.”

#george karim x reader #george karim fanfiction #lockwood and co x reader #lockwood and co fanfiction #lockwood and co #lockwood and co netflix #george karim #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #x reader #fanfiction #givemea-dam-break

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I Worked Myself to Death and Reincarnated as the Queen of His Majesty, Who is Younger than Me! - By Ononata Manimani (8/10)

I've had this on the back burner for a while. Yandere confirmed! This is a reincarnation story with some cuteness, some creepiness, ghosts and good art. It's a wacky story with alot of unexpected elements, like the ghost thing, which is a main plot point.

Emi is a painfully average office worker. She woke up sick then she went to work. She got sicker. She hasn't had a lover in 3 years, and she's not close to her family.

Her death is kind of brutal. She gets a sharp pain in her head after days without getting treated. She works for a "black company" that will fire her if she dares to go to the doctor. She dies with nothing but regret, and when she awakens she sees a handsome man.

It's her husband, King Theodore. Emi has been reincarnated into the body of Princess Emilia, Theodore's first wife. Emi crawls out of her coffin. Theodore picks her up, and he decides to use her. In this world reincarnated people are a sign of disaster. Emi will be burned to death by a mob if the truth comes out. She has to be a good wife or else...

Wait...Emilia is still alive...kinda. Emi got the body, but the spirit of Emilia is floating around her. Ok, so what does this mean? Emilia's spirit is a side effect. It's what happens when a foreign spirit like Emi steals a body. Emilia could turn into an evil spirit, and bring forth calamity. Theodore wants to destroy her, but Emi befriends her instead.

Theodore isn't a very romantic guy. He's a practical, workaholic king. His reincarnated wife is interesting, so he lets her live...for now.

Theodore softens up pretty fast, but he still isn't very romantic until like chapter 4. I wasn't sure if he was a yandere for a while. He's very childish around Emi. Emi is willing to be a good Queen in order to live a comfortable life, but that doesn't mean love is on the table. Emilia and Theodore were in a loveless marriage. Emi does not pursue Theodore. He eventually comes after her.

Sidenote. Theodore is the strongest magician. He has a ton of scary powers, but he's overworked. He will die if he doesn't learn how to let his guard down. Emi is pretty nice, and she can also see that Theodore is an effective King. She doesn't want him to die, and she doesn't want Emilia to become an evil spirit.

Emilia becomes her best friend by the way. It's kinda weird, but cute...Emilia is a brat though. I roll my eyes when she rants about men and romance.

There's a lot of culture shock in this. King Theodore rules over a polygamous kingdom. Emilia didn't have to be by his side. She actually wanted him to bring in another princess. Emi is more traditional. She never wants to fall for Theodore, because she doesn't want to share the one she loves.

(She is willing to be one of the queens and enjoy a wealthy life though lol...)

Theodore proposes once more after he promises to be faithful.

After the proposal Theodore becomes very jealous. He hates Emilia. He wants Emi to care about him. No one else. He even gets jealous when she compliments the servants.

It's easy to see why Theodore is a yandere. Emi is his friend. Possibly the first friend he has ever had fun with. He is a work machine, but Emi is able to break down his barriers. She knows how bad overworking is, and her earnest attempts to help him are pretty cute. Theodore also isn't an overly toxic yandere... mostly...they are married...and he kind of has a point...

Emi makes up a ton of excuses, but Theodore thinks a loving royal marriage will bring happiness and prosperity to the whole country.

...he's absolutely right. Emilia was a total brat content to hide in her personal castle. Emi is a dutiful queen. A love match with her husband can only be a good thing...but sigh...ugh...Emi is insecure because her previous life sucked etc.

This is pretty complex for a reincarnation story, and the yandere isn't a boring cookie-cutter villain.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #manga review #otome isekai #I Worked Myself to Death and Reincarnated as the Queen of His Majesty #Who is Younger than Me! - By Ononata Manimani (8/10)#Who is Younger than Me!

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January Drama Wrap Up

January was a month of ups and downs (and some very big let downs) but over all I enjoyed what I watched. I tried out a new country's dramas and discovered some classics at the same time and I've built myself a pretty solid Currently Watching List to take me into February.

📊 The Stats

Total Dramas: 12

Currently Watching: 3

Completed: 4

Dropped: 2

On Hold: 3

My To Watch List: 60

🎭 The Dramas

🤼💰 Like Flowers in the Sand - Currently Watching

Like Flowers in the Sand is going to be another one of those k-dramas I am never going to be able to explain to my non k-drama watching friends without sounding like I've lost the plot a little.

"It's a small town drama about a minor league ssireum team and a wrestler who's been in a years long slump. There's also an investigation into a murder linked to match-fixing but that's kind of a side plot and it's linked to the wrestler's childhood friend who's reappeared incognito after disappearing mysteriously many years ago ... I promise it's good!"

It's probably not the drama for everyone but as someone who has historically loved sports centered k-dramas and who loved When Camilla Blooms this drama ticks so many of my boxes. I'm very excited to watch the complex relationships and politics of small town life be put under a microscope and dissected and I can already tell I'm going to love how morally grey all the characters are.

It also doesn't hurt that the ML is the biggest himbo to ever ever himbo and I love him and his empty brain to bits.

Prediction: I become a ssireum fan.

🕹️💌 Love For Love's Sake - Currently Watching

I've been staying away from K-BL these past few months because I've been struggling with their short run time but Love for Love' Sake lured me back in like a moth to the flame and I have no regrets.

Is Love For Love's Sake Perfect? No, there are definitely some pacing issues that are leaving me feeling very temporally confused about how quickly or slowly events are unfolding and the lower than average k-drama budget does show at certain points but, do you what?

I don't care.

I wholeheartedly love this drama and it's going to have to mess up its last 2 episodes Last Twilight style to change that.

The relationship between the main couple? Adorable. The openly gay leader of the school delinquents? We stan. The oddball friendship group forming because they're all slightly crushing on the ML? Sign me up! The addition of a glitch in the game that's starting to mess everything up? Horrifying and I love it.

Prediction: A new favourite K-BL is born and it's all thanks to this mf

🩺😭 Doctor Slump - Currently Watching

I'm watching this because it's on my Plan To Watch list and Netflix started playing the trailer after I'd finished watching an episode of The Way of the Househusband.

I won't lie, this is definitely the drama, out of all the dramas I'm currently watching, that I'm least certain I'll finish but, at the same time, I was pleasantly surprised by the first two episodes. Yes, it does do that typical comedy k-drama thing of mixing ridiculous over the top laughs with some incredibly difficult topics (because who doesn't want to be laughing hysterically one minute and then doing some deep self-reflection the next?) but so far the balance and the boundaries between the two moods has been relatively well struck and only time will tell if it manages to stay that way.

I appreciate tackling the topic of burn out and depression in a country that still champions overwork and mental fortitude above all else and I'm interested to see where it goes with that part of its arc. The "being framed for murder" I am a little less certain about, but it has definitely added a layer of intrigue to a story that would otherwise be relatively mundane and by the books.

As I said, time will tell if I continue to enjoy Doctor Slump but I'd say my only quibble with the drama so far is that I'm not sure "accused of (and potentially framed for) murder" and "suffering from depression due to burn out and work place abuse" quite fit what is normally meant by the word slump.

Prediction: Maybe I won't drop this half way through like I thought I would.

👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨🎥 BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita - Completed

My first Japanese BL ever and it was a good one. Yes, it was 3 episodes long, but it used its runtime perfectly. All of the main characters felt properly fleshed out (and the side characters were caricature enough that you only really needed one scene to know who they were and what they stood for), the pacing was great (it couldn't afford to drag but it didn't speed through scenes either), and it found the right balance between BL shenanigans and forrays into deeper messages. This was exactly what I needed at the time and, for someone who doesn't normally like mini-dramas that much, I enjoyed myself immensely.

Verdict: 8/10, I also want a life-size cardboard cutout of Aoyanagi to cuddle and hide behind when I open the door.

✒️💕 Cherry Magic, Japan - Completed

I'm planning to buy the manga.

I plan to watch the film next month (I never watch films).

I may have even checked out the fanfic scene in a bout of withdrawal.

Anyway, what I mean to say is that I get the hype, I really really do. This drama is fantastic.

Cherry Magic is one of those classics that you watch as a newbie and go "oh yeah I get why everyone is obsessed with this". The premise is novel and well executed, the characters are oh so easy to love, the main romance is so incredibly shippable, and the friendships are just as endearing.

I personally love the role Adachi's mind reading plays in shaping his relationship with Kurosawa and how the way it's handled means the audience feels what Adachi is feeling right alongside him. How can you not be charmed by the inner monologue of someone so sweetly and respectfully head over heels for you? But at the same time just because you're charmed, does that mean you like them back or is it just because you can see them at their most vulnerable? And what about once you're in the relationship? Do you give up the thing you know made it possible? Or do you pull back so you can't mess up once the crutch you rely on is gone?

There was so much quiet nuance to Adachi's and Kurosawa's relationship to each other and those around them and, when I one day sit down for a rewatch, I'm looking forward to unpicking them all.

Verdict: 8.5/10, Adachi and Kurosawa are going to be one of those couples that's impossible to leave behind. This is going to stick with me for a while, and once it's unstuck I'll just watch it again.

📸🌦️ Welcome to Samdal-Ri - Completed

I know some people thought the premise of Welcome to Sandal-Ri was unrealistic but, personally, I found it hard not to draw parallels between what happened to Cho Sam Dal in the drama and what happened to Kim Seon Ho in real life. Yes, the situations may differ somewhat (Sam Dal faces false accusations of work-place bullying by an employee while Seon Ho was accused of coercing his girlfriend into getting an abortion) but there were enough similarities (the media frenzy and the sheer intensity of the backlash, the scandals happening just as their careers peaked, the gradual revelation of what actually transpired) that I would be very surprised if there was no link at all.

For that alone, Welcome To Samdal-Ri had my attention from the get go. If this story were from a Western perspective, I would certainly have been much more wary of a story tackling false accusations (looking at you Euphoria) but from a Korean perspective, where celebrity culture is far more intense and volatile and in which false accusations have happened before and cancel culture can indeed end a career for even minor infractions (like dating), I wanted to see how it would be handled.

Ultimately I was satisfied, not wowed, not disappointed, satisfied. The show didn't dig that deep into the subject (personally I would have appreciated Sam Dal's case juxtaposed against another case in which the accusations turned out to be true) but it handled it deftly enough and felt "case-by-case" enough that I didn't feel as though it inadvertently gave off the message of "not believe anyone bringing accusations against celebrities".

Other than my own personal interest in the premise, Welcome to Sandal-Ri did a good job of holding my interest. In terms of overall vibe, it felt like a mix between (perhaps unsurprisingly) Hometown Cha Cha Cha (the idyllic small-town community filled with friends and loveable elders) and Our Beloved Summer (childhood lovers unfairly broken up but still pining for each other after years apart). The pacing was good, the characters loveable (I am now in love with Cho Hae In), and each episode felt like sinking into a warm bath for an hour.

Verdict: 8/10, it tackled an interesting topic while providing its audience with plenty of comfort and heart. It could have done without the love triangle though, just saying.

📃👩‍❤️‍👩 Out of Breath - Completed

I don't have too much to say about Out of Breath given it was 3 episodes long and less than an hour run time in total but I'm glad I watched it. Firstly, because it was nice to watch a (rare) Korean GL and secondly, because it managed to fit a lot into its short run time. Two break ups, a love triangle/unrequited love, cute dates, commentary on living queer in Korea, commentary on being out in Korea.... This show really had it all.

It was short, it was sweet, and it had a lot to say. I can't say I'd watch it again in a hurry, but I would definitely recommend it to anyone looking for a realistic portrayal of queer (and specifically) lesbian life in Korea.

Verdict: 7.5/10, it unpacked a lot in a short amount of time, the couple was extra cute too.

🫂💕 Cherry Magic Thailand - On Hold

I realised very early on into watching Cherry Magic Thailand that I'd probably get a lot more out of it if I watched the original first. I'm not normally someone who says watching the OG is necessary to watch the adaptation (in fact I normally rebel against that idea with a whole lot of passion) but in this case it became very clear that without watching Cherry Magic Japan first, I was missing important reference points and comparisons that were pretty key to understanding and appreciating that plot fully.

Anyway, I've now watched and loved Cherry Magic Japan so Cherry Magic Thailand is back on the menu, I just want to give myself enough time away that when I go back to it, it's with completely new eyes (and I'm excited for when that moment comes).

Verdict: On Hold until I can give it a proper fresh start.

🩺🍲 Cooking Crush - On Hold

I watched this at completely the wrong time. I struggle with rom-com dramas at the best of times but by now I should know that I absolutely should not try to watch one when I am going through a period of high stress.

I am not kind to rom-coms when I am stressed, even the ones I might otherwise enjoyed.

As it is, I initially dropped Cooking Crush because I was struggling to stay focussed enough to finish an episode and the characters were grating on me. Looking back, part of me thinks that my lack of focus and general irritability may have had less to do with the drama itself and much more to do with the fact I could barely focus on anything during that time period and that I had barely any spoons left to give people in my actual life, let alone fictional ones.

So...

Anyway, Cooking Crush has continued to come across my dash in gif, meme, and analysis form and I've realised that I actually really like what I'm seeing, enough so that I've moved it out of the "dropped" pile and into my "on hold" list so as to give it a second shot in the not so distant future (something that doesn't normally happen).

I genuinely think I might like this drama, I just need to make sure I'm in the right mindset for it first to give it a fair shot 💪

Verdict: On Hold until my next holiday.

🐍🦅 The Sign - On Hold

On paper The Sign sounds like it's right up my street, after all what's not to love about star-crossed lovers doomed by the threads of fate and history to lose each other?

But that's the thing, "on paper". In real life The Sign is well, messy and a bit too cop-heavy for my liking. Sure there are some great moments, Billy and Babe's chemistry is on fire, and it may have one of the best and most artistic sex scenes ever to grace the BL screens of the world but sexy times does not a good show make and I've found myself torn about whether or not I should keep going or just give up at this point.

To help me decide I've taken the "on paper" part of The Sign very literally and bought the book to read. If I like the book (the translation is a bit choppy but I can overlook that if the story is good) then I'll finish the show, if I don't then into the land of the dropped it goes.

Verdict: On Hold until I've actually experienced it on paper.

🌄🖕 Last Twilight - Dropped (episode 10)

I won't lie, this is the second time (the first time being Only Friends) that I've ended up being grateful my busy schedule got in the way of my drama watching because wow this show really took a tumble at the last hurdle. There was so much Last Twilight could have done, so many societal boundaries it could have crossed and reshaped and re-imagined but instead it went with... well a literal "fix it fic" ending that fixed nothing but instead broke all it had built up beyond repair.

I'm not going to go into detail about how Last Twilight let nearly every single one of its principal characters down, about how Mhok was never allowed screen time to process his own emotional trauma, about how the show briefly touched upon and then completely glossed over the very different social and financial circumstances of the both couples and the effects this would have on their experience of the world, of how there was so much ableist messaging around both the treatment of Dad's character which was always lurking under the surface but which only really came to light alongside the ending..... All I'm going to say is that, up until episode 9, Last Twilight had a choice about what messages it wanted it's audiences to come away with at the end, and it picked the wrong fucking ones.

It could have been a challenge to the ableist and classist mainstream norm so often portrayed in the media, instead it perpetuated harmful and hurtful rhetoric and stereotypes against the very people it claimed to champion.

Maybe one day I'll watch it again, but only because I want to properly break down what went so wrong.

Recommended reads by people who expressed it better than me:

This Discussion under "Last Twilight, episode 12: final reflections" by @waitmyturtles

"Last Twilight: Ep 12" by @wen-kexing-apologist

"Last Twilight Episode 12" by @lurkingshan

This post by @simplemindedmockingjay

Verdict: Dropped for betraying it's audience and those it claimed to champion.

👨‍⚕️⏳ Triage - Dropped (episode 10)

This one hurts me.

This one well and truly hurts me.

Because, the thing is, I loved so much about this show. It does so much right and up until episode 10 I was preparing to rank it among my favourite BLs of all time; the plot was fast moving and carried you from episode to episode in a whirlwind of anticipation, the romance (although minor compared to most other BLs) was highly shippable, the characters had depth and flaws and strengths that made you root for them, and the time loop plot device was doing things that were genuinely new and innovative.

I was hooked.

And then everything I loved just disappeared.

I don't know what possessed the creators of this show to completely change the universe of the drama for the last 2 episodes, maybe they thought the old one was getting stale (it wasn't).

All I can say is I absolutely hated the new turn of events.

Familiar characters with entirely new personalities and character arcs who I was apparently expected to root for (I don't know who they are anymore), time travel rules thrown out of the window because the plot demanded it be so (I'm sorry but the notebook time travels now? And a kiss will bring back memories?), the entire premise of the show just dropped and never even properly answered (why did Tin need to save Tol????? What about his heart murmur????)....

No.

Just no.

I'm out.

Verdict: Dropped for becoming a completely different drama in the last 2 episodes

⭐ The Awards

I fell in love with a lot of people and things this month so let's talk about them

☺️ Smile That Could Launch A Thousand Ships

Yuuichi Kurosawa (and his actor Keita Machida) is, quite frankly, a ridiculously gorgeous man in the most normal of circumstances but his smile takes it to a whole new level.

Truly a sight that could light up a room (and the whole building the room was in), this smile is filled with such genuine happiness and love that it's hard not to smile right back just as brightly, whether you be a hapless audience member beaming at your computer screen or a flustered Adachi trying desperately to hold on to your heart.

What I also love about this smile is that it only comes out when Kurosawa is properly, over the moon happy. He's got other smiles for other occasions and they're all very pretty but this one? This one sits above them all and makes them pale in comparison.

🩷 Biggest Crush

I have a type and that type is Cho Mina (and quite possibly Kang Mi Na, I clearly need to work through her filmography for... science). But seriously, this woman is STUNNING and is made all the more so by her dedication to her daughter and her refusal to let society pressure her into being ashamed of being a young single mum. She's strong, she's kind, she's independent, she's beautiful both inside and out. I don't care if she got the least screen time out of all the sisters, she stole the whole show for me and I am smitten.

📃 Line That Hit Me Like A Freight Train

"I'm used to pretending to be normal"

"pretending to be normal"

I'm going to be forever grateful to Cherry Magic for giving me positive and thoughtful Ace rep in Fujisaki, for showing her happy and confident and unbothered by society's expectations that she should one day couple up and settle down, for giving voice to the Ace experience of "pretending to be normal" in simple line that holds so much meaning and so many layers.

I know it's not canon, but in my head Fujisaki does tell Adachi out loud one day, and she gets her response of "is that so".

🛌 Plot Device That Made Me Sit Up and Go "Yes"

I may have ended up dropping Triage but credit where credit is due, it did do a lot of things right and one of those things was its ideas around time loops/ time travel. The idea that where you fall asleep at the end of the time loop directly affects how far back you travel back in time for the start of the loop?

Genius.

Why haven't I seen this done before??? It's such a clever way to provide the loop-character with the agency they need to actually make changes without breaking the established rules of the time loop and it allows for each iteration of the loop to be significantly different depending on how early or how late the changes to the timeline are made.

It literally solves almost all of my usual issues with time loop narratives.

It was genuinely intriguing watching Tin try to work out where he needed to fall asleep in order to go back as far as he needed and it was such a shame that, as the show neared its end, that aspect of the time loop experience just sort of fell away.

I want more time loop ideas like this and I want them now.

🌄 Scene That Took My Breath Away

Last Twilight may have ended by taking this scene and its significance and flushing it down the toilet but you know what, the author is dead and I killed him. I'm taking this scene back.

Day wanting his last experience with his quickly disappearing sight to be a homage to the book that helped him come to terms with his disability and see the world anew, his description of the sunset he could see in his mind's eye that is far more brilliant and beautiful than reality could ever dream to be, his clear moment of realisation that yes, he could live without his sight and not only could he live without it, he could well and truly thrive, the last thing he sees being Mhok's face as the ultimate declaration of love....

The last twilight in episode 9 could have been a truly special moment and, taken in isolation, it still is. It's just such a shame that such a beautiful depiction of growth and healing and self-love and self-acceptance was ultimately papered over with an ending that didn't fit it at all, one that erased the positive and affirming messages this scene held.

#January wrap up #like flowers in sand #love for loves sake #doctor slump #cherry magic #i became the main role of a bl drama #out of breath #welcome to samdalri #cooking crush #the sign #cherry magic th #triage #last twilight #thai bl #kdrama #j bl

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lxstfathier · 2 years

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Good Girl

Master!Luke Skywalker x Padawan!reader

Summary: after some evening training, you end up being under the effects of sex pollen, and you’re too naive to even know what’s going on, but luckily master Luke is there to help with it.

Warnings: smut, sex pollen, outdoors sex, innocence kink, age gap, barely legal reader, p in v, unprotected sex, dub-con, creampie, praise kink, virgin reader.

A/N: English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes that you might find. Also, sorry if this sucks, I’m trying my best. But i hope some of y’all enjoy it <3

“Master?” You call out, eyeing Luke’s tall silhouette walking beside you. “I’m… not feeling well”.

Your training outdoors had ended just a few minutes ago and now both of you were walking towards the temple, following the path in the middle of all the greenery when suddenly you started feeling dizzy, your skin felt as hot as the sun and a weird tingle appeared between your legs.

For a moment, you thought it could be normal, maybe you had just overworked yourself… but then you remembered. In the middle of your training, you had fallen near a bush, hitting a strange plant which gave you a burning sensation on your elbow, but you didn’t mind until now, growing worried that it might have been a dangerous poisonous plant.

“What’s wrong, little one?” He asked, stopping on his tracks to look at you, seeing your little body shivering and your cheeks more blushed than usual.

“Uh… I don’t know, I think I hit a poisonous plant when I fell and now I feel weird” you answered, looking straight into his blue eyes. “My skin burns, I’m sweating like a wookie and I have some weird tingle on the spot between my legs”.

As soon as you told him your symptoms while obviously rubbing your thighs together, he knew it had to be the effects of the sex pollen, there was no other thing that could put you in such state.

“Don’t worry, it’s just the effects of some kind of pollen…”

“What kind of pollen?” You interrupted him, almost desperate because of your discomfort. “Is it deadly? Am I gonna die?”.

“No, you won’t die. You’ll be fine as long as you take care of it” he answered calmly, giving you a friendly smile.

“Oh, fine, I can do that. Do I need some medicine or…”

“It’s sex pollen, young padawan. You need to, you know, pleasure yourself a few times for it to wear off”.

“Pleasure myself? What does that mean?” You asked innocently, having zero clue on what that implied.

“It means you have to masturbate” he said, straight to the point, wondering if you had even done it before.

You grew up poor on a almost desolate planet, without much education of any sort, and master Luke hadn’t done much effort to teach you anything else besides Jedi stuff. So you clearly had no idea of what was going on with your body nor how to handle it.

“Masturbate? Uh… I don’t know how to do that” you told him. A few times you had overheard the other padawans talking about it, but you never knew what it involved and didn’t care, which you regretted now. “Can you teach me? master?”.

Luke could sense you were telling the truth. You truly knew nothing about sex, not even a bit, and he blamed himself for it. He could have taught you at least some basic things, but seeing you like that, innocent and pure, asking him for help to relieve the ache on your core with big doe eyes, made him grow aroused too.

“Of course, little one” he agreed, even though he knew it was wrong. You were younger than him, a naive little girl, and he was about to take advantage of it. But he couldn’t help it anymore. “But you need to be obedient and follow my instructions just as I tell you. Is that understood?”.

“Yes, master”.

He nodded and grabbed your hand, guiding you out of the path into the wilderness, soon finding the perfect private spot where you both could be surrounded by bushes and trees, out of sight for everyone. Then, Luke proceeded to take off his cape and place it on the ground, right where the grass was shorter.

“Take off your clothes and lay on your back with your legs spread” he instructed.

Of course you were nervous. You had never showed your bare body to anyone, but you trusted him enough to obey. He could never hurt you, right?, this was like any other lesson, so you started stripping till you had nothing covering your frame, enjoying the humid air hitting your hot skin.

And, without thinking it twice, you finally laid on your back on top of his soft cape, looking up at the evening orange sky while you opened your legs, revealing your already dripping cunt.

“Such a pretty girl” Luke praised, dropping to his knees to run his hands all over your soft thighs. Enough to make you squirm. “I will show you how to get rid of those tingles okay? just breathe and relax”.

You nodded, feeling his real hand travel all the way down to your pussy, letting out a moan when he finally dragged his thumb on your wet folds and rubbed slow circles on your sensitive clit.

“Does it feel good?” He asked, seeing how you arched your back in pure pleasure.

“Y- yes master, it feels really good”.

The movements of his thumb fastened and you whined loudly, soon feeling a knot appear on you lower belly. And, before you knew it, intense waves of pleasure invaded every inch of your body, bucking your hips and jolting like never before.

“I- maker… what was that?” You asked as you rode out the euphoric sensation.

“That, little one, was an orgasm” Luke explained, getting his hands off you to palm his clothed erection and quickly working on unbuckling his pants “do you wanna feel it again?”.

You nodded, consumed by the burning inside you. Then you got up on your elbows, just enough to watch him pull down his pants to his knees, freeing his bare cock. It was long and thick, with cute trimmed blond hairs on the base and a pink tip leaking a drop of a clear fluid, making you wonder what was he going to do next.

“Use your words, young padawan” he demanded, taking himself on his hand.

“Yes master, I need it, please”.

Luke couldn’t tease you anymore, he needed to have you right then and there, so he aligned his shaft to your entrance and pushed in slowly, almost cursing at how good you felt around him.

“Master, it- it hurts” you cried at the painful stretch, not knowing if you could take any more than half of it.

“Shhh, it’s okay” He soothed you with a soft voice while positioning himself on top of you, careful not to crush you under his weight, placing his strong arms on each side of your head. “Relax… concentrate on taking deep breaths”.

Of course you did as you were told, squeezing your eyes shut and breathing slowly, trying your best to stay calm. But you just couldn’t, not when all you could feel was his thick cock going deeper inside your tight little hole.

Once he got all the way in, he gave you a few seconds to adjust to his size and then proceeded to thrust, beginning with a slow pace.

“So fucking tight” Luke muttered breathlessly. “You feel so damn good”.

It didn’t took long for the overwhelming sensations to cloud your mind, making you unable to answer, becoming just a poor moaning mess as the pain was replaced with pleasure.

“That’s it. You’re taking me so well”.

He started thrusting even harder, hitting a new spot that had you seeing stars. And you didn’t know better than to hold on tight to his robes, whimpering onto the crook of his neck while you felt him slamming against your cervix.

“M-master I can’t- I’m gonna-“ you rambled, not knowing how to describe the explosive sensation you had felt before approaching you again.

“Just let go, little one. Come for me”.

Hearing his deep faltering voice, mixed with his brutal thrusts, sent you over the edge, achieving a second orgasm way more intense than the first one. So you let go just like he asked, screaming and squirming under him as you rode out all the pleasure, painfully clenching around him.

“Fuck” Luke moaned, his thrusts becoming erratic until he finally came, groaning in your ear. And you could feel his cock twitching inside you, painting your walls with thick ropes of cum. Claiming you as his own.

After coming down from the high, you both stayed still, panting, recovering from such a fervent moment.

And even when the effects of the pollen began to fade, you didn’t want the moment to end. You wanted to stay like that forever, with him between your trembling legs, only the two of you getting lost into each other.

Luke thrusted one last time, pushing his seed even deeper, and then placed his lips on your sweaty forehead, giving you a sweet reassuring kiss before making eye contact. And, for a moment, you could swear his eyes were pitch black instead of blue.

“Good girl. You did so well, my perfect little padawan”.

#luke skywalker smut #star wars smut #luke skywalker x reader

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sebsallowapologist · 10 months

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Little Bird || Part 5

Sebastian Sallow x F!MC - 7th Year

Rated: 18+

Warnings: cursing, being overworked, exiling yourself from your friends.

Author’s Note: it has come to my attention while re-playing the game that I’ve been spelling Garreth wrong, in my defense autocorrect also thinks its “Gareth” so I feel like I should have a pass.

Little Bird Masterlist

I took my sweet time getting ready that morning, brushing my hair and teeth meticulously before putting on my robes and leaving for breakfast. I’d hoped that by dragging my feet the dining hall would be mostly empty and I could just swipe a few things before going to class.

Of course - I was not that lucky, Sebastian was standing outside of the Ravenclaw dormitories, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

When he sees me talk out the door he stands up straight, moving his bag filled with his school supplies to his other shoulder. “I was beginning to worry I’d missed you.”

“Running late.” I mumble, not completely over the fight we’d had the evening before.

Sebastian easily keeps up with me as we walk down the stairs, “I needed to apologize.” He says and I blush, “I was the one who set the Undercroft on fire.” I sigh, embarrassed by my outburst.

“I deserved it. I had been pushing you too hard and I shouldn’t have done that.” He says, grabbing my arm so we stop walking down the stairs and he can turn to face me. “I’m sorry, Bird.” He says and pulls me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly. “I hate when we fight.”

Fighting seems to be the only thing I’m good at lately.

I want to give in, just squeeze him around the middle as tightly as I can and say it’s all water under the bridge, but his face last night, the pure fear in his features was burned into my brain. I’d never forget it.

“Sebastian.” I sigh and pull back. “I just. I’m running late, okay?”

“No.”

“What?”

“I said no, it’s not okay. It’s not going to be okay until I’ve made up with my best friend.” God he’s so fucking stubborn.

“We’ve made up, Seb. We’re fine. I just really am running late today.” I lie. “I told Professor Weasley I would meet her before lessons started today and I’m afraid won’t make it in time.”

“O-Oh.” He says, not really able to argue with that, even though I can tell he doesn’t fully believe it. I don’t often lie to him, and it’s making me feel a little sick.

“Maybe we can have lunch? Or do a dinner with the little beasties, yeah? Ominis hasn’t been bothered by the Nifflers in some time. I think we could go for a laugh.” He suggests, pulling at threads.

“Yeah.” I give a half hearted smile. “Maybe we’ll do dinner.” With that as my farewell I turn and start taking the stairs as quickly as I can without breaking out into a full run, and head to a floo flame.

To make myself into less of a liar I do go toward Professor Weasley’s classroom. Ever since Fig had died my fifth year, she’d become my confidant. She’d been a tremendous help my sixth year when I was stressed out about school, about trying to rebuild my friendships after everything.

I slip into her classroom and move to the back, knocking on the door. No one was waiting in the room so I assume she didn’t have a class this period.

She calls for me to come in and I crack open the door, walking into her pristine office. She was always so put together in my eyes, well for someone who was practically running the school without the title of headmaster. “Good Morning, Professor.” I smile lightly at her and she gestures to the little sitting area sitting by a window. “How nice to see you, how has your term been so far?”

I felt the immediate urge to lie, to tell her that everything was alright, that my year was going beautifully. I didn’t want her to think I was failing, but at this point I wasn’t sure what much of an option I had.

As soon as I opened my mouth the floodgates broke. I told her about me struggling in lessons, about not being able to contain my magic, or stop myself from fighting with my friends. My the end I had fully lost control of my emotions and I was just sobbing into the sleeve of my robes.

“Oh deary.” She sighs and comes around to sit on the same couch as me, putting her hand around my shoulders and rubbing my arm comfortably. “And on top of all of it.” I sob. “I’ve got bloody boy problems.”

She lets out a laugh that breaks me from my train of thought. “I know it seems silly, given the rest of it, but really these boys are driving me mad.” I giggle a little, wiping the tears off my face, taking deep breaths to calm down.

“I’m sorry to break it to you, but they never get better.” Professor Weasley smiles. “I didn’t think so.” I sigh.

“Does one of these mad boys happen to be my nephew?”

I blush, answering her question for her. “I can tell him to leave you alone if you wish.” She smiles kindly and I shake my head. “No! No- I think he’s actually quite... charming.” God was this awkward to talk about with his aunt. “But-”

“The Sallow boy?” She asks and my mouth drops open, I’m sure I look like a fish out of water. “How did you know that?!”

“As much as we try to act above it all the teachers do talk. We all thought you were...” She trails off and I shrug. “He doesn’t like me like that, and... he knows about my magic how I don’t always... act normally. It scares the Jesus out of him.” I sigh, “I can’t blame him.”

“I doubt that.” She sighs. I shake my head and stand up, looking at the time piece on her desk. I was already 5 minutes late for Charms.

I wipe my face once more. “Thank you... for speaking with me.” I sigh, I don’t know fi I felt any better, but it was nice to get off my chest.

The Professor waves her hand and a quill floats up, writing a note on a piece of parchment. “I don’t know how much I can help in the boy department, but let me know if you need help with any lessons, I’m always here. And I’m going to start looking for someone who might be able to help you with that ancient magic.” The note floats over to me and I grab it out of the air, just a pass for being late to class.

I nod, thanking her once more before heading off to Charms.

When I get to my class I slip the paper on the Professor’s desk and slip into my seat next to Ominis, Sebastian on his other side. I open my books and Sebastian leans over our friend. “You’ve been crying.”

I ignore him, now was neither the time nor place for this. “Bird talk to me.” He begs, leaning closer to Ominis. “Bird ple-”

“Sebastian I am trying to pay attention to this lesson can you PLEASE stop pretending I don’t exist.” Ominis groans, maybe a touch too loudly.

“Sallow, Gaunt. Am I boring you?” The Professor asks, the entire class turning to look at us three. I try to hide my red, puffy face from the prying eyes.

“No, sir.” The two answer at the same time.

“Five points from Slytherin, more if you continue to ignore my lesson.” He scoffs and turns back to instructing the class.

Thankfully, Sebastian drops it.

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floralbuckleyswrites · 2 years

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Burnt Out

♡ Pairing: Buck/Gender Neutral!Reader ♡ Genre: General, Hurt/Comfort ♡ Word Count: 870 ♡ Warnings: Dizziness, Exhaustion, Mention of Covid, Mental Health Struggles ♡ Summary: After spreading yourself too thin lately, a scare makes you realize things need to change. ♡ Note: Day 5 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge! I didn’t like the prompt, so I did a request by my lovely amazing boo @nurse-buckley! You are such a sweet angel and I want you to remember that I am always here. Ily ♡

A heavy sigh left your lips as you closed your laptop, having just spent the last two hours writing your last essay of the summer semester. It still needed to be polished, but at least you had it written out. There was still the end-of-semester quiz to take, but besides that, you were so close to finishing. You’ve never had such a difficult semester before.

You were seriously burnt out after getting covid, family drama, and constantly being buried under university work. There had been so many days lately where you truly felt there was nothing else you had to give, yet the world kept asking for more.

Your mental health wasn’t the best because of it and physically you were struggling too. A constant sense of fatigue made everything worse, along with some incessant migraines. You figured it would all stop if you just got a good night's sleep, but thinking about everything you had to do the next morning kept you up.

Letting out a yawn, you stood up to go grab a snack from the kitchen. You didn’t have dinner last night nor breakfast this morning but somehow hadn’t realized it until now. However as you stood up, your vision blurred and every part of your body seemed to give up on you as the world spun.

“Buck!” You called out in alarm, quickly sitting down on the edge of the bed, your hand flying up to your chest to feel your racing heartbeat.

Your boyfriend rushed through the door a few seconds later, his blue eyes wide with alarm at the tone of your voice. He had been in the living room watching tv to give you space while you finished your essay, as you had asked.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, rushing to your side and noticing how your shoulders sagged, your breathing was fast, and how dizzy you seemed.

“I… I don’t know, got so dizzy when I stood up,” you answered slowly, sounding disoriented.

Buck’s eyebrows furrowed. These were symptoms he had seen many times before and that had his instincts kicking into action.

“Has it been a while since you’ve eaten or had some water?”

You nodded, albeit reluctantly.

He let out a deep sigh. He had suspected you hadn’t been sleeping much, but he wasn’t sure as he had been working doubles lately. Every time he came home, no matter what the hour, you seemed to be up studying. The kitchen also wasn’t as stocked with groceries as usual either, but he just assumed you were ordering out.

This only confirmed his worries that you were overworking yourself. He needed to make sure you ate and rested.

“Alright baby, I want you to lay back and try to calm your breathing. I’m going to go get you something to eat and some water,” Buck said, as he helped you down, making sure there were pillows tucked behind you.

You did as he instructed, knowing that right now you just needed his help.

Buck spent the next hour making sure you ate and drank plenty of water. He kept an eye on your pulse and once you had calmed down, he wrapped you up tightly in his arms.

You were so thankful for him and didn’t know what you would do without him.

“How are you feeling now?” Buck asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Better, but I just don’t know what happened. I didn’t expect to get so dizzy, but I guess I just haven’t been taking care of myself lately,” you admitted with a sigh.

“That’s serious, ___. I know you’ve been stressed, but burning yourself out will only lead to this or worse. I was really scared for a second there. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you..”

You frowned at that, gazing up into Buck’s eyes and seeing the genuine fear and hurt. You know how he loved you and cared for you.

The last thing you wanted was to cause him to worry about you like this. Hell, you were worried about yourself. You knew things were bad, but you hadn’t realized how much you were neglecting yourself. It scared you too and from here on out you would do better. No more underestimating how important selfcare was.

Leaning up you pressed a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away and squeezing his hand, “I’m sorry. I’ll slow down, okay? I promise.”

“Dang right, you will. I already texted Bobby that I need tomorrow off, we’re taking you to the doctor for a check up just to be safe,” Buck informed you, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“I think I’ll be okay baby, but if it gives you peace of mind.”

“It definitely will, I just love you so much you know? I need to make sure you’re okay.”

“I understand,” you said, genuinely touched at his care and concern.

“Good, now it’s time to get some rest,” Buck murmured, pulling the blanket over both of you and pulling you close to his chest.

You nodded as you yawned and snuggled with Buck, ready to fall into a long peaceful slumber with him right by your side. From here on out, you would make sure to never let things get so bad again.

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thekatebridgerton · 10 months

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More Breakup au backstory

So this breakup au is getting away from me. So here's more backstory with the playlist of breakup songs that go with each character side of the breakup:

Kate : Mr Perfectly fine by Taylor Swift

Hello Mr. "Perfectly fine"

How's your heart after breakin' mine?

Mr. "Always at the right place at the right time, " baby

Hello Mr. "Casually cruel"

Mr. "Everything revolves around you"

I've been Miss "Misery" since your goodbye

And you're Mr. "Perfectly fine"

Anthony: Don't Speak by No Doubt

Don't speak

I know just what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Kate and Anthony broke up because Anthony told Kate, to her face, that he wanted to marry her, but he would never love her, knowing fully well that Kate was already inlove with him. Kate slapped him, and promptly dumped him. I can actually imagine Kate asking Violet directly, how is Anthony doing, after breaking her heart, because the last time she saw him, he looked perfectly fine. Meanwhile Anthony is not fine, he does NOT want to talk about it, so much he’s been avoiding his mother and family since forever, and holing himself up in the office, so nobody can see how much he’s dying on the inside. He is this close to collapsing from overwork. And the sad thing is that she still thinks he purposefully ignored her feelings for him, because he never cared.

Benophie

Benedict: Let Her Go by Passenger

But you only need the light when it's burning low

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low

Only hate the road when you're missing home

Only know you love her when you let her go

Sophie: Flowers by Miley Cyrus

I can buy myself flowers

Write my name in the sand

Talk to myself for hours

Say things you don't understand

I can take myself dancing

And I can hold my own hand

Yeah, I can love me better than you can

Talk about a major disaster. Benedict broke up with Sophie, because Sophie wanted stability in her relationship and demanded to know where Benedict saw their relationship in the future, but Benedict said he didn’t like labels, that they were just seeing where things would go, and that he didn’t believe in marriage, because he didn’t feel ready to settle down, when Sophie said she did, Benedict gave her the whole ‘I guess we want different things then, it’s not you it’s me’ ultimatum, Sophie called his bluff and accepted the breakup. Homegirl can and will build a stable life for herself without him, because he may not see a concrete future for their relationship, but she does believe she can build it for herself. Benedict is...well you heard how bad Benedict is doing

Polin

Colin: Nothing by the Script

And my mates are all there tryna calm me down

'Cause I'm shouting your name all over town

I'm swearing if I go there now

I can change her mind turn it all around

And I know that I'm drunk but I'll say the words

And she'll listen this time even though they're slurred

So I dialed her number and confessed to her

I'm still in love but all I heard was nothing

Penelope: Too good at Goodbyes by Sam Smith

But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry

And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry

And every time you walk out, the less I love you

Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad, but it's true

I'm way too good at goodbyes

Agh, I’m getting angsty in this one, Penelope broke up with Colin, because he took off traveling whenever things got uncomfortable in their relationship, and she was tired of it. So when a big promotion came up and the lease in their apartment was over, Penelope took the promotion, called Colin, broke up with him over the phone, dropped off his things at Violet’s and moved somewhere he doesn’t know (She’s renting with Genevive). Was Penelope harsh? Yes, Was she cruel? Yes, Was she terribly mean? Yeah pretty much. But she put up with a lot for Colin in their relationship, and he was in Belgium when her promotion was announced. What could he have done to stop her from walking out on him? Teleport?. And sure, ever since that phone call, Colin has tried to talk to Penelope, but she took a page off his book, and is never to be found when he tries reaching her, so he is and continues to be a wreck of a man.

Saphne

Daphne and Simon actually share the same song because it's a duet: Easy by Rascal Flatts and Natasha Bedingfield

It's easy going out on a Friday night

Easy, every time I see (her/Him) out

I can smile, live it up

The way a single (guy/girl) does

But what she, what he don't know

Is how hard it is to make it look so….Eaaaaaaasy

These two broke up because Simon did not want to have kids and Daphne did. So they called off the engagement over what Daphne defined as ‘the major dealbreaker’. Supposedly it was mutual. (Secret backstory, is that Daphne had a pregnancy scare and Simon majorly freaked out because that’s how much he doesn’t want kids) Now they are both pretending their engagement was a PR stunt with no feelings involved and that they are both very happy to be back into singledom. With Simon going to all the newest movie premiers in Cannes and Daphne filling her Instagram with #Single picks. It’s a lie, Simon cries himself to sleep and Daphne hasn’t stopped partying to hide her hurt.

Philoise

Eloise: Ps I'm still not over you by Rihanna

Don't you know I've tried and I've tried

To get you out my mind

But it don't get no better

As each day goes by

And I'm lost and confused

I've got nothin' to lose

Hope to hear from you soon

P.S. I'm still not over you

(Still not over you)

Phillip: You give Love a Bad Name by Von Jovi

Shot through the heart

And you're to blame

You give love a bad name (bad name)

I play my part and you play your game

You give love a bad name (bad name)

Hey, you give love, a bad name

I don’t even know why they broke up. One day everything was fine, the next thing Phillip knows Eloise is packing up, saying things are going too fast and that she needs space. Lots of space. Phillip is heartbroken, and justified in cursing Eloise name even tho he still loves her. And Eloise is guilt ridden because she knows she hurt Phillip, but can’t explain how her fear of commitment got the best of her. Because he was perfect and rather than waiting for things to get ruined, she ruined them herself. She still loves him, she misses him, she misses his kids. Phillip doesn’t know what he did wrong, other than maybe coming on too strong. He thinks Eloise was just playing with his feelings And he doesn’t trust that she won’t run out on him again if she feels things are ‘moving too fast’ in the future..

And well folks that’s the tea. See why Violet is extremely frustrated with all her kids.

#polin #kanthony #philoise #benophie #exes to lovers au

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