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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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grimme-and-specs · 24 days
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You know I had to do it to 'em too
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Bonus:
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EDIT, 2024-4-5:
If this gets to 213 notes before 4-13 I will personally redraw this earlier than planned.
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ecoamerica · 21 days
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sinnamonpork · 1 year
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bnha is really out here furthering the blonde x brunette agenda:
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special mention for my babies because i can't just leave out my favorite blonde and im not really sure what shouto even is:
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cacaocheri · 7 months
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little doodle i did for myself bc when i got home i was so fucking drained
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thatonechocogirl · 8 months
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“this doesn’t make any sense!”
“nah you just suck at this ga-“ *starts choking*
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azuzula · 9 months
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ghoulsghoulsghouls :>)
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frankie&clawdeen
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I think I've already said this once before but I really wish there was a feature in Wizard101 where important events, lore, and dialogue in the game were documented somewhere so we can view them whenever we want. like unless we video record the events while it happens, take pictures, or just go through the whole entire fucking plot with another wizard character there's no way to ever revisit those moments and that SUCKS??????? like wizard101 has some of the best lore ive ever seen and I don't wanna have to level up my wizard all the way to level 100 just to see that iconic grandfather spider scene or grind through azteca just to find that one epic fourth wall breaking moment 💀 i want to revisit all the incredible and funny and weird shit we've all gone through Immediately. Like damn remodel the library so that it actually keeps records and dated films of the things we've gone through so it can actually be useful instead of it being Just A Building (rants about this for so long that even Jesus smacks His lips)
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euphor1a · 4 months
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Bewitched (iii)
↬ pairing: bad boy!yeonjun x good girl!oc
↬ characters: loner bad boy!yeonjun, heartthrob!soobin, best friend!beomgyu, female oc (can be read as f!reader too) + a few supporting characters.
↬ genre: college!au, bad boy!au, slow burn, drama, strangers to lovers, smut, a bit of unrequited love.
↬ summary: After starting college, you never really imagined that you’ll cross paths with Choi Yeonjun — the loner bad boy with influences. But life is full of surprises, ain’t it?
↬ rating & word count: 18+ ; ~3.1K
↬ warnings: profanity, mentions of anxiety, bullying, explicit sexual content; manhandling, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm denial.
↬ disclaimer: this is fictional and doesn’t reflect any of their actions or personality!
↬ previous 𓍯 series masterlist
↬ a/n: thank you to anyone who’s still interested in this baby of mine, i appreciate you a ton <3
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You’re supposed to vacuum the apartment today, but you can’t seem to focus, at all. And honestly? It sucks. The more you’ve been trying to move on and be grateful to have dodged a bullet like him, the harder you’ve been thinking about the culprit nonstop.
Three days have passed since you found out a very shocking fact that has left your poor heart in a whirlwind. But you don’t know which is more terrifying — the fact that Daniel is Yeonjun and he lied about his identity, or the cold, harsh truth that you’re still insanely attracted to him. 
A dreary sigh escapes you. Life is not favoring you at all. It’s become such a pain in the ass at this point. Why did you have to fall for someone like him? It would’ve been so much easier if you had feelings for someone whom you know and trust, someone sweet and caring, like Soobin, or even Beomgyu.
Plopping down on your couch, you close your eyes. Things are looking very complicated right now. Not only the thought of that lying bastard has plagued your mind, but also, it’s hindering your daily life. You’ve been extremely unmotivated and anxious ever since the truth unfolded. You wish you had the power to fix everything, but alas, you don’t. 
You remember how Yeonjun looked at you under the moonlight, the way his soft lips devoured your mouth. Are bad boys really capable of such gentleness? You don’t know… from the start, you’ve stayed away from the problematic people, like “bad boys”, just as your parents instructed. And guys like Yeonjun, if you’re being honest — you still prefer to steer clear out of their way. Not the devil himself, though. He got you addicted so fast and so hard that it’s difficult to back out now.
As if to distract you from his thoughts, your phone rings loudly. You squint your eyes, letting the sound bring you back to reality. Soon after, you inhale sharply and reach for the device, your heartbeat picking up with stupid hope.
Turns out it’s Soobin. With a gentle smile on your face, you answer the call, his soft voice cooing in your ear.
“___, just wanted to check in! How are you holding up?” You calm down almost instantly, grateful to have someone like him in your life.
“I’m… alright, I guess. How about you, Soobs? Anything interesting going on?” You speak softly, not keen on making this gentle giant worried in any way.
“Ehhh, what a lame way of trying to change the subject. It didn’t work. You better be taking care of yourself, miss lady, or I’ll–” 
You cut him off midway, reassuring him. “Oh god, of course I am taking care of myself! Don’t worry!” 
“Hmph.” Soobin grumps on the other side. Even if he tries to come off as threatening, he really just ends up sounding adorable.
“Oh, come on now, don’t be mad at me…” your voice is adorably childish in the end, making him sigh. Why do you do this to him? 
“I’m not mad at you. But you do need to take care of yourself.”
“Did you really call me to lecture me about self-care?”
He groans at that. “So, what if I did?” 
You pout, trying to change the subject. “Soob, can I ask you for something?” 
“What is it?”
“Where did you meet Yeonjun that day? Just curious.” 
There’s no answer.
“Soobin?” 
He clicks his tongue. “At our college.” 
“I know that! I mean where at the college?!” you whine, clearly displeased.
“I can’t tell you.” 
“Why?” 
“Trust me, I’m doing you a favor.” 
“I didn’t ask for your favor, did I?” 
He ends the call, leaving you frustrated. Before you can call him back, you see a message pop up in your notifications.
Soobin: i think ___ is genuinely going crazy
Soobin: beomgyu, we gotta do something
___: Soobin… 
Soobin: gyu? this is urgent! 
Gyu: uhhh what now..? 😭
Soobin: she wants to know where i met yeonjun.
___: 😶
Gyu: girl why are you asking for trouble 
Gyu: if it’s something important we can talk to him about it 
___: Do I look like a five year old to you?
___: Why would you talk to him instead of me?
Soobin: you don’t understand, do you?
___: Understand what? This bs?!
Gyu: ___… 
Soobin: see, this is why it’s so hard to communicate with you 😔
Gyu: soobin! don’t! 
___: Wow, okay. I’ll leave you guys be.
Gyu: nono princess 🥺 don’t listen to him!! soobin is out of his mind!! 
Gyu: you can’t just leave us :( 
___: Damn right I can 🥰
Soobin: NO ONF IM SO SORRY 😭😭
Soobin: *omg i was just emotional and said whatever came in my mind i’m sorry
Gyu: this is such a mess 🥲
Soobin: don’t leave us 🥺🥺🥺🥺😔😔☹️☹️😢😢💔💔
___: Yeah whatever
Gyu: why do you want to meet yeonjun, anyway? 
___: *sigh*
___: It’s personal.
Soobin: uhm that’s suspicious 🙂
___: And you asking the very same Yeonjun for “help” isn’t? 
Soobin: ouch 🤕
Gyu: this guy… how many times do i have to tell you to watch your damn mouth 😒
Gyu: ___, i understand that it’s personal. but, as everyone says, it’s better to stay away from him.
___: You two don’t understand 😞
Soobin: i give up 
Gyu: soobin 😬
Soobin: i’ll text you the wing, floor and room no. 
___: Thank you, I guess
Soobin: you’re welcome bb 🥺
Gyu: soobin, you’re a whole goose 🙄
___: Huh? 
Soobin: GYU 🔪🔪🔪
Gyu: nothing lol
___: Okay 
Soobin: 🥺🥺
Gyu: 😧
___: ??? Bye
Gyu: just promise that you’ll be careful! 
___: Promise 🥰
Gyu: 😘
You smile as you notice Soobin’s direct message shortly after. Instantly giddy, you sent him a bunch of heart emojis.
It’s official. You’re gonna confront Choi Yeonjun. Face to face.
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Next monday,
So, today’s the day. You’ve thought it through several times and took your time. Beomgyu did try his best to scare you off, but you’re not afraid of Yeonjun. Not at all.
Maybe because you know that he has a weakness for you. Or probably because the urge to meet him is too much and it’s numbing any other senses. Either way, here you are, walking through the hallway that leads to where he usually hangs around.
Tall, scary looking fellas stare you up and down, whispering to themselves as you walk up to the empty classroom, also known as his den. 
“Hey kitty, where are you going?” An edgy looking girl stops you, regarding you curiously. The unsolicited nickname throws you off, but you refuse to let that be visible. 
“Isn’t it obvious?” you shrug, hoping to appear nonchalant. They are kinda scary… 
Another guy comes up, his voice mocking, “This place isn’t for you, cutie. Go back to your class or something.” A bunch of other guys agree, laughing at you. 
Their ridiculous behavior makes you sigh. This type of people are the last ones you wish to deal with. “And who are you to tell me that, exactly!?” you state firmly, crossing your arms around your chest. 
A bunch of them chuckle, drawing more attention. “Aww look, she’s trying to bite back. How adorable.” 
“Really? Is that a way to treat someone?! If I’m here, that surely means that I have business with him, don’t you think?” you hiss in anger, glaring at everyone who gathers around to see the show.
Your words and attitude only fuel their laugh. A person from the crowd remarks, “Look, this little nobody thinks she has business with ‘him’, apparently.” 
More people join in to laugh at you, various remarks being thrown around carelessly. You start to feel cornered and humiliated, your hands turning into fists from frustration. 
“Why the hell is there so much noise? Do y’all want to be sent back or what?” A deep, commanding voice shuts everyone up. You turn around with bated breath, your body freezing immediately as your eyes register the familiar face. 
It’s him. The demon that’s been haunting you for weeks now.
Yeonjun seems pleasantly surprised when he sees you, but he quickly replaces it with his cold demeanor. “What was happening here?” 
The girl who approached you comes forward. “This… this kitty was trying to get into your office. So, I stopped her and asked what she was here for. Guess what? She was trying to be all sassy as if she’s the one in charge. Obviously, she got destroyed… hence all the noise.” 
His expression is unreadable for a second, and you wonder if you’re gonna be sent back empty handed. But then, Yeonjun glares at the gathered crowd menacingly, a hushed silence falling across the hallway. The ones at the front immediately lower their heads. “Judging a book by their cover now, are we? I don’t keep you guys around to assume if a kitty has business with me or not. And, last time I checked, stopping someone doesn’t include ridiculing them in front of everyone just to feed your petty little egos.”
“Jun, but–” one of the guys start, taking a step forward. 
“I don’t have time for your hollow excuses, get out of here immediately, all of you.”
“We’re sorry!” Several of them chime in, dispersing without looking back. But some throw you suspicious looks, earning another glare from Yeonjun. 
“My, my. Rebelling much? If you have a problem, then come over here and talk to me.” His raised voice booms through the space, making everyone leave with mumbled apologies. Once everyone is out of sight, he turns towards you, his eyes earnest. “I’m sorry for how they acted. They’re not used to seeing pretty, little, goody two shoes like you around here. But still, they were rude, and I apologize.”
You nod in acknowledgment, rolling your eyes. For some reason, his words feel insincere. But you have other things to worry about. Like, confronting him for his actions.
Before you can do or think anything further, Yeonjun grabs your wrist, gently pulling you inside the classroom. You gasp when he presses you up against the closed door, his body caging yours, a bit too close for your liking. 
His brown irises study you with curiosity. “Why are you here, ____?” 
You struggle against his grip, trying to move your hands away but failing. “Ugh– let me go!” Being so close to him makes you feel all mushy, and you don’t want to deal with that now.
Thankfully, he untangles one of his hands from yours, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t answer my question.” 
“Pfft— Shouldn’t I be the one demanding for answers, Daniel?” 
Like the maniac he is, Yeonjun chuckles at that, shaking his head. “I see. What answers, if I may?” 
Is he kidding with you right now? What the hell is this attitude? “Why did you lie?” 
He stops at that, regarding you thoughtfully. “I had my reasons.” 
His monotonous reply pushes you off to the edge. Failing to hide your anger, you jab a finger on his chest, demanding clarity. “What reasons, Yeonjun? That you had to lie and play with my feelings for a day?”
Yeonjun grits his teeth, his grip tightening significantly on your wrist. “I did not play with your feelings, ___.” 
“Liar.” punching him on the chest, you try to take your hand away, but it backfires. He traps you inside his strong embrace, his hot breath fanning over your head. 
“What are you doing–”
He tips your chin upwards, his pupils dilated as he looks at you with a burning hunger. “You enjoy testing my patience, don’t you?” 
Your body shivers involuntarily, your lips just inches away from his. Swallowing nervously, you look away. But he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
Yeonjun leans in, dangerously close to you. “I’m warning you, don’t play with fire. You’ll be suffering and I hate to admit it, but I’d be damned if that happens.” His whisper is hot against your lips, a weird feeling coiling in your stomach.
What the hell is he talking about? Why does he sound like he’s from a cliché forbidden romance fanfiction? 
“Well, what if I want to play with fire?” You suppress your wish to cringe, eyes challenging him to reply. A strange wave of emotions displays in his brown irises, his free hand forming into a tight fist. 
“Don’t blame me when you get burnt.” His lips crashes against yours swiftly. Yeonjun lets go of your arm, and you curl them around his neck, instinctively pulling him closer. He smiles in the kiss, as if victorious, his hand grabbing your ass and squeezing the flesh briefly. The stinging sensation makes you moan. 
Yeonjun grazes your lower lip with his teeth, asking for permission to ravish your mouth — which you gladly provide. His prying tongue slides past your lips, meeting with your tongue in a passionate kiss. You gasp in pleasure, pulling onto his hair when he starts trailing kisses down your jaw. Yeonjun backs you up against the only table in the room, his voice a growl. “Why do you do this to me? Fuck!” 
You look at him, your chest heaving as you try to process the mind-blowing kiss. But alas, he’s not done yet. 
“Are you here for this, huh?” He reaches to drag his thumb over your chin, forcing your gaze up to him. “Wanted my touch that bad? ___?” 
Liquid heat rushes through your veins when he moves his hands all over your body, brushing against your sensitive spots. He squeezes your breasts, enjoying the perky nipples that he feels through your clothes. “Tell me.”
“No!” You choke out, “I came here to ask you why you lied about your iden– ahh, god!” 
Yeonjun lowers his head to your neck, dipping his tongue to lick the sweet spot. You melt under his touch, both pleased and bewildered by the fact that he obviously hasn’t forgotten your most sensitive spots. His eyes are fixed on you as he brushes both his hands beneath your skirt, tracing them up to the edge of your panties. 
You throw your head back in pleasure, your knuckles turning pale as you grip on the edge of the table. “Please… ” you mewl, looking at him desperately. 
Yeonjun smirks, brushing your inner thighs. “Please what?” 
“I need you to touch me.” You sigh shakily, your eyes pleading with him. Apparently, he’s beyond teasing, because as soon as he reaches your soaked pussy, he pulls the piece of clothing to the side and pushes two of fingers into you.
“Yeonjun…” your head falls on to his shoulder while he pumps you gently, a groan escaping him. 
“Fuck, you’re drenched.”
He picks up pace, not giving you a moment to breathe. You cry out when he curls his fingers inside you, hitting your g-spot. His pace gets rougher, clearly fueled by your moans. 
When his thumb finds your clit, you clench around him, your breath coming in short gasps.
Yeonjun smiles complacently. “You love this, don’t you?” The pressure on your clit increases slightly. “You love that I’m the one doing this to you.”
Without waiting for an answer, he draws his now slick digits away and puts them in his mouth, depriving you of an orgasm. 
You whine, biting his neck from the frustration. Yeonjun makes you look at him, his voice dropping by an octave, “Bad girls don’t get to come.” 
You try to rock your hips, craving any type of friction that can satisfy you. But he stops you, growling in your ear, “It’s time to go back, sweetheart. I have work to do. As much as I’d love to do you instead… I can’t. Not now.” 
You look at him with dazed eyes, your voice a whimper, “You always leave me high and dry like this. I came here to confront, but you–” 
“Shh. I told you; I had my reasons. I was simply trying to protect you.” 
“Protect me from what exactly?” 
Dropping a kiss on your forehead, he retracts. “I’ll tell you the next time we meet, ___. If I find it feasible, of course. You should probably fix your clothes though…” 
You look at your disheveled state, sighing. “You’re not trying to get rid of me, are you?” 
Yeonjun looks offended. “You clearly don’t know me yet.” 
“But–”
“No buts. Don’t you have classes or some shit?” 
You yelp at that, suddenly remembering where you exactly are. Quickly climbing down from the desk and fixing your clothes. While you finger brush your stray waves, he regards you intently. 
“Like what you see?” 
Yeonjun chuckles, nodding. You walk up to the nearby window to see your state, the dusty glass surprisingly reflecting quite well. “Tsk, thank god I wear a transfer-proof lip tint. All of my lip-gloss is gone however, and it looks weird.” 
“You don’t have a bag with you, though. How are you gonna reapply?” 
You sigh. “I left my bag with Soobin. I’ll just reapply later.” 
“Wait.” Yeonjun walks up to you slowly. “Won’t it look suspicious, though? I have a lip balm, does that work?” He offers you a small tube of strawberry scented lip balm. 
“Well, it won’t look the same but obviously it’ll be somewhat glossy.” 
“Then take it.” 
You quirk an eyebrow at him, gingerly taking the tube from his hand. His eyes follow each of your little movements as you part your lips a bit and apply the lip balm, pouting at the end which makes him chuckle. 
“Thanks, here you go.” You proceed to give it back, but Yeonjun shakes his head, throwing his hands up. 
“You can keep it for yourself. It suits you so well.” 
“Oh?” A bit surprised, you look at the cutesy tube of lip balm in your hands. “Thank you…? Won’t you need it though? Your lips look a bit dry, even now.” 
“Are my lips dry? Hold on.” Yeonjun leans in for a peck, his lips firmly landing on yours. Your heart skips a beat from his sudden action, butterflies in your stomach. Why’s he so??? 
He pulls back soon enough, rubbing his lips together. “Thanks, baby.” The glint in his eyes indicate that he’s enjoying this exchange very much, only causing your heart to go mayhem.
Nodding, you start to walk away nervously. You cross the room quicker than expected, hand resting on the lock of the door.  “We are not done yet, Choi Yeonjun.” As you look back one last time, you feel a strange sting in your chest. 
Yeonjun tilts his head, smiling, “Oh, trust me, this is just the start.”
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thank you so much for reading!! it’s been a while but i hope this was a fun read! 🩷 sorry for any mistakes left in there!
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grantwilsonenjoyer · 2 months
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wowza! look at that its my favorite Average Teen normal oak swallows garcia marlowe swift li wilson the unworthy
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A few pen doodles of normal as i work on figuring out the teens' designs!
His design is not very finalized yet. I am unsure if this will be anything like my final design, for him or if it will be exactly the same. Who knows! I do have a lot of fun with this design though. He lives in so many of my lecture notes rn 😭😭
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jaqdawks · 2 months
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This is Barry my Madoka Magica OC
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twpsyn-who · 5 months
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I love the idea of Marco having lots of siblings. Him talking about them to Jean, getting letters from them with all the silly things they have been doing in his absence ; just him being a big brother you know? And Jean always being a little jealous of those letters because he only has his mom and her letters are nothing short of embarrassing.
And and Marco mentioning Jean so often in his letters that at some point they began writing to him too.
And and you know them still writing to Jean even after Marco's death. The Bodt siblings slowly loosing contact with Jean, as he's too busy with the consequences of finding about the outside world.
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Jean showing up at the Bodt residence once everything is over. All the siblings getting excited over seeing Jean, happy to see him after so long. Them talking over each other while trying to get Jean's attention. Jean looking at them with a soft, tired smile on his face and thinking of Marco.
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ecoamerica · 21 days
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purplecladmerchant · 22 days
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I don't need you to be different... I don't need you at all.
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dear-ao3 · 5 months
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How do you decide what to respond to when it comes to an ask? I imagine you guys get unhinged stuff all the time. I’m sure you have generally agreed to avoid things as a group. But as individuals what makes you interested in responding or not responding to asks?
if it’s funny or i can make it funny usually
or i can use the ask to keep talking about something, if it’s generally unhinged, or invokes a story time
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presiding · 5 months
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you'll never guess which level we're up to in this dishonored 2 rewrite
#if i haven't stuffed up my timezones this post should land on thanksgiving so here's somethin' to read to go with your food coma#dishonored#dishonored shitposting#emily kaldwin#billie lurk#dishonored fic#interesting the way the resurrection was handled - rock up to aramis stilton's powerpoint presentation basically#does anyone else think it would have been cool if you had to do the duke's palace first.#grab delilah's mortality and give it back in the past. like while she's vulnerable#kind of makes sense too from an emily character perspective#because she shows SO much character growth in stilton's manor#and then goes to the duke's palace next and IMMEDIATELY says the dumbest shit she says all game re: her entitlement and obliviousness#stilton's manor: wow ive learned so much i finally get it now!#nek minnet. emily misunderstands class warfare so bad she thinks she needs to sharpen her dads folding blade. emily. no#and if you think about it the duke's palace would have made a lot of sense for an earlier level just from emily's perspective.#hes very clearly her enemy compared to meagan's vague idea of where sokolov might be. a darker timeline perhaps#lovely Off_Topic mentioned hating time travel as a plot device and i have to agree. here's my take on that level anyway#also big thank you to RoseEll (<3) for saying it parallels the limitations of the game's mechanics interestingly ♥#using this meme template was like. 'oh hey lingering hatred for jeremy clarkson i forgot i had you'#making the badly photoshopped heads too big. my beloved.#ah crap rambling again
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bombpunk · 17 days
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brooooo the way some be/nji shippers completely disregarded the importance of darius's character in favor of pushing their own ship was actually so infuriating. maybe if they only did it with the monorail scene it wouldn't bother me so much since kenji was shaken up by ben's "death" but no they did it with EVERYTHING. "kenji spent every day and night dreaming about ben" this and "kenji would have dragged ben back to the boat if he tried staying behind on the island" that. yeah you mean like darius??? you mean like the literal main character of the show??? ERGH it'll never not drive me up the wall
i am SO GLAD other people have noticed this 😭 me and my bestie have been bothered about dinotwt’s behavior for YEARS.
personally it’s the monorail scene itself being turned into a ben/ji moment that bothers me most. because darius is the only one who tried to save ben from falling. DARIUS. darius is the one who couldn’t save him. DARIUS. but noooo they focused on how… *checks notes* kenji fell to his knees during a quick shot instead.
i’m not sure how the shippers are on this site because all my interaction with the jwcc fandom was solely on twt, but i find it Very interesting how important moments in darius and ben’s relationship are taken from them and pushed onto ben and kenji instead. darius unable to keep hold of ben? let’s make it about kenji instead. darius having nightmares about ben? no, obviously that was kenji having those! if they weren’t so obsessed with claiming benrius is problematic, they’d clearly be fans of the ship. that’s why they take all its material and give it to be/nji 💀 it also feels weird to me that they were so intent on demonizing a queer ship that involved a black boy, but maybe i’m just reaching there. i dunno
putting shipping aside, it is just downright antiblack to take pivotal moments of the black mc’s development and make them entirely about a nonblack character. why are you so allergic to letting the black character have focus? when black people already have such small amounts of decent representation in media, especially as main characters? it angers me so much.
tldr darius (and benrius) deserved better from the fandom (and the show, but that’s a convo for another time).
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realsafari · 28 days
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i forgot that certain types of jokes REALLY arent funny and i made 2 yesterday after being told the first time that it wasnt funny uhhh...
yeah um.
this week is not going so fun.
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