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goodluckclove · 24 days

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When readers insult writers: yeah man it happens

When career writers insult career writers: professionally inappropriate but honestly potentially enticing in a gossip-y sort of way

When career writers insult new writers: wow what a doofus move

When new writers insult new writers (directly): I Am About To Commit A Crime

#genuinely enraging #no excuse #i will personally fight you #i will open your heart with my bare hands until cracks form and kindness gets in #you dingus #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing community #writing #on writing #writing support #writers supporting writers #actually writing

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theriu · 2 years

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Van Helsing: Wow, Mina Harker is truly the smartest and most helpful member of our team! Time we immediately sideline her in case she can't handle the strain.

The Four Other Guys: You're so right.

Mina: I hate being kept in the dark, but if I make a fuss, it'll make things hard for my sweet traumatized husband. Better if I also don't share distressing information that probably isn't important.

Dracula, thriving on the sheer power of well-intentioned but stupid lack of communication: I am gonna have such a great time.

#dracula daily #just beating my head against a wall #van helsing literally every decision except MAYBE the one with Mrs Westenra that involves 'leave the women out of it'#has ENDED BADLY #you DINGUS #And you're leading all of the other dinguses into the same bad example!#mina harker

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sparkymalone · 5 months

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Something about the concept of movie nights really lends itself to friends-to-lovers ships, I think. Anyway, I'm writing some more nonsense. Enjoy?

They were on their third movie at this point, and the evening had reached that perfect level of delirium, when you're so tired you aren't making any sense, but you're too giddy to sleep. That heady sensation that only comes from being alone with your best friend for hours.

They weren't allowed many comforts in the Future Foundation recovery facility, but apparently DVDs were fine. Hajime wholeheartedly questioned that decision, since a DVD could easily be broken and used to cut-

He quickly shook away the negative thoughts, focusing instead on the good fortune of having something to do. Having access to DVDs meant that he and his friends could watch movies together. (The Future Foundation didn't allow them to have internet access, after all, so streaming was out of the question.)

Hajime wasted no time in trying to get the others to agree to movie nights. He gave up on the idea of a group activity pretty quickly - there was still too much tension between some of his classmates for that. And who could blame them, really? Asking someone to make nice with their own killer was a bit naive.

Instead, he opted for one-on-one movie nights, singling out whoever he thought was most likely to have a bad night and keeping them awake with cheesy movies and microwave popcorn. It seemed to be boosting morale, at least a little, so Hajime kept it up.

After a while, some of his classmates began asking him for these movie nights. He was always happy to acquiesce, just glad that his classmates were beginning to recognize their own needs. He would spend the night laughing and joking with them over comedies or bad horrors, or crying with them over dramas or romances, or sometimes just watching in silence, just keeping each other company.

But, if he was completely honest with himself, his favorite movie nights were the ones with Fuyuhiko. The yakuza heir was arguably one of the most well-adjusted of the former Remnants, and as such, didn't need that much attention. But Hajime always found himself working Fuyuhiko into his movie night schedule anyway.

It was more for himself at this point, as much as he didn't want to admit it. He spent so much of his time taking care of everyone else that, sometimes, it was nice to spend time with someone who was actually doing okay. Or at least seemed like he was doing okay. Hajime suspected that there were feelings Fuyuhiko wasn't telling him about, but he couldn't bring himself to dig.

This was one of those movie nights, the highlight of Hajime's week. He and Fuyuhiko were sprawled across Fuyuhiko's bed, laughing about some cheesy romance they were watching because they had run out of action movies. It had to be close to three in the morning. Both of them were exhausted, but neither felt capable of sleep.

"Jesus, this is lame," Fuyuhiko snarked, waving his hand at the TV. "Why did you pick this shit?"

"Me?" Hajime laughed. "You were the one who brought this trash."

The blonde squawked indignantly. "The hell I did! I brought that stack over there." He pointed to a small stack of DVDs near the foot of the bed.

Hajime snorted. "Yeah, and that's where I pulled this one from."

"Well... Why the fuck did you put it on?"

Shrugging, Hajime leaned back on the bed. "I don't know. It was something different, I guess." He turned to look at his friend. "Do you want to turn it off?"

Fuyuhiko stared blankly back at him for a moment before turning back to the TV. "...It's fine, I guess."

They watched the movie in silence for a while. Hajime glanced occasionally over at Fuyuhiko, just to check on him. The blonde was beginning to drift off, golden eye slowly closing before snapping open as he tried to stay awake. Hajime smiled at how cute it was.

The film neared it's conclusion, the hero rushed to catch up to his would-be lover in a field as rain poured down on them. He monologued about how much he loved her and they kissed.

Hajime must've been more tired than he thought, because the scene was actually starting to get to him. He turned to make a remark to Fuyuhiko, but stopped when he realized that the other boy was fast asleep.

He smiled fondly at how peaceful the surly blonde looked while sleeping. It was easy to forget all of the horrible things they had been through when he looked at that soft, freckled face. He leaned over and raised his hand to gently brush against Fuyuhiko's cheek, but paused before he actually made contact.

What the hell was he doing? He may not have had a lot of friends before all this weirdness, but he still knew that stroking someone else's cheek was a little much. And sure, he and some of the former Remnants tended to be a little more tactile than regular friends, given all the trauma they had endured, but this felt different.

The way he wanted to touch Fuyuhiko's face felt... intimate. And Hajime wasn't sure what to make of that.

He pulled his hand back, watching the other boy sleep. Maybe he did know what to make of it. Maybe he had known all along, but he had just been pushing it down all this time with the rest of his own wants and needs.

With a jolt, Hajime realized that he wanted Fuyuhiko.

Somewhere along the line, between being trapped in a killing game together, bonding over losing loved ones, waking up and facing the apocalypse they created together, he had fallen in love with his best friend. His feelings for Fuyuhiko were almost overwhelming, and he was honestly shocked that he hadn't realized sooner.

Well, that wasn't so surprising. Since waking up, Hajime had become very good at compartmentalizing his thoughts, locking away his wants and needs in favor of focusing on the wants and needs of his friends. He never really stopped to unpack any of his own feelings or desires, but something about being here, with Fuyuhiko, made him feel comfortable enough to finally take a look at himself and realize what he wanted.

And what he wanted was Fuyuhiko.

He felt an overwhelming warmth spread through his chest and he gripped the front of his shirt. How the hell was he supposed to deal with this? He couldn't tell Fuyuhiko... right? The yakuza heir would probably kick his ass, telling Hajime not to waste his feelings on him. He might not want to see him again, might cancel their movie nights, might refuse to be around him at all.

...But he might not. As sure as Hajime was that the other boy would react badly to a sudden confession, his logic dictated that there was still a chance that he would react positively. He might turn him down politely, or... he might even feel the same way.

Half of Hajime's life belonged to him, after all, so who's to say he didn't want the other half?

Hesitantly, Hajime reached out again. His fingers made contact with Fuyuhiko's cheek, stroking gently against the freckled skin. He slowly let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

The blonde's eyelid fluttered, but didn't open, and he made a soft noise in his sleep. Hajime's lips quirked into another small smile. The other boy looked so peaceful like this. He looked so... pretty.

Against his better judgment, Hajime slowly leaned down and pressed his lips softly against Fuyuhiko's temple. His heart leapt at the warm feeling of the other boy's skin, and he momentarily considered trying to kiss him on other parts of his face. As he pulled back, however, he realized that that would be a bad idea.

Especially since Fuyuhiko's eye was open and he was staring at Hajime in shock.

The taller boy felt his blood run cold. They stared silently at each other for a long time, both of them blushing deep red.

Fuyuhiko finally broke the silence. "What the fuck?" he hissed.

"I... uh, I can explain," Hajime told him, voice low.

"Then fucking explain," Fuyuhiko growled, rolling onto his back so that he could see Hajime better.

The other boy swallowed, trying not to think about the boy he loved being on his back beneath him. "...I thought you were asleep."

"That's your explanation?!" The yakuza heir crossed his arms self-consciously. "Do you kiss fuckin' everyone when they're asleep?!"

Hajime quickly shook his head. "No! Sorry, that was a bad explanation. I, um... I was..." he stammered, not sure how to salvage the situation.

"...So you only kiss me while I'm asleep?" Fuyuhiko asked, some of his venom draining away.

Furrowing his brow, Hajime responded, "Y-Yeah... I haven't done that to anyone else, if that's what you're asking..."

The smaller boy was still glaring at him, cheeks still glowing red. "... Okay, so... why me?"

Hajime winced, not sure how to answer that. Was there even a way to respond other than I think I'm in love with you?

"You just... looked really cute." Hajime knew it was a risky move, but it was one that felt easier to recover from than the truth.

Fuyuhiko blushed darker, glaring up at Hajime. "What the fuck did you just say about me, you bastard?" He sat up and grabbed the front of the other boy's shirt.

Hajime couldn't help but laugh at his friend's reaction. "I said you looked cute. You still do."

The yakuza heir gritted his teeth, glaring into Hajime's face. "Well, if I look so fucking cute, why don't you kiss me for real?!"

They both froze. Hajime's eyes widened as he realized what Fuyuhiko just said. The smaller boy looked mortified, but he didn't back down.

Slowly, Hajime moved closer, leaning towards Fuyuhiko's face. When he felt the other boy's breath on his lips, Fuyuhiko jolted and squeezed his eye shut, but he didn't move. Finally, Hajime allowed his own eyes to slide closed as their lips connected.

The kiss was tentative, testing. When Fuyuhiko didn't jerk away or shove him, Hajime allowed himself to press closer, kissing him more firmly. Gradually, he felt Fuyuhiko's lips move with his, cautiously kissing back.

Hajime started to pull away so that he could tell Fuyuhiko the truth, but the blonde yanked him back into the kiss, lips parting invitingly.

...Well.

Hajime obligingly kissed back, tongue venturing slowly past Fuyuhiko's lips. The yakuza heir let out an encouraging moan and Hajime couldn't help but give in. He wrapped his arms around Fuyuhiko, kissing him deeper, swallowing the soft noises he made. They kissed for a long time, slowly getting bolder and messier.

Before he realized it, Hajime was on top of Fuyuhiko, pinning him to the bed as he licked into his mouth. Fuyuhiko was apparently fine with it, if his legs around Hajime's waist were any indication.

The taller boy finally pulled away enough to speak. "Hah... Before we... If we... I have to tell you something," he panted. "I have to tell you how I feel."

Fuyuhiko stared up at him, flushed and wanting. "Well, hurry the fuck up."

Laughing breathlessly, Hajime cupped the other boy's face in his hands. "...I think... No, I am. I'm in love with you."

The blonde tightened his hold around Hajime's shoulders. "...Thank god," he mumbled. "I was afraid it was just me."

Hajime's eyes widened. "You mean you...?"

Fuyuhiko glanced away shyly before forcing himself to look Hajime in the eye. "...I'm in love with you, too."

Warmth exploded in Hajime's chest and he dove back into the kiss, eager to feel as much of the boy he loved as possible. Fuyuhiko moaned into his mouth as he happily kissed back.

I don't know how to end this because I don't even know why I wrote it?? Like this is so similar to the other one, wtf.

I kinda want to make it smut, though. Maybe I'll come back to it. Should I make it smut?

#fanfiction #kuzuhina #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #hajime hinata #danganronpa #sdr2 #more random drabbles instead of doing my actual job lmao #also #SPARKY WHY ARE YOU WRITING THIS AND NOT THE ACTUAL FIC YOU SHOULD BE WORKING ON #YOU DINGUS #sparky writes

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musecheerios · 1 year

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...Curiously licks a spider’s eye.

VIOLENT GAGGING

#Kakarot {Goku}#you dingus

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i-am-a-fish · 9 months

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NEVER feel bad for doing jack shit. if you didn't get anything done today, that's wonderful. and I love you.

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words-writ-in-starlight · 1 year

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listen I expected literally Nothing from the D&D movie okay, like I can't make it clear enough that I expected the most soulless money grab with a good cgi budget imaginable, I went in having already gone through every stage of grief and landed on acceptance and LISTEN

I fucking CRIED during this dumb RPG movie. it wasn't just "not terrible" it was objectively good with a clever plot and compelling characters and sincere emotional beats. this movie loves D&D so fucking much and it NAILS the "a bunch of goobers try to be cool and accidentally discover The Power Of Friendship And Also Great Violence" classic D&D party vibe. their barbarian's last name is fucking Kilgore and my entire family cried in the theater.

I hope they make twelve of these motherfuckers.

#honor among thieves #dnd #dungeons and dragons: honor among thieves #holga kilgore #she is a BARBARIAN whose name is KILL GORE like who among us has not been in a party with this exact character #some new player who picked whatever they were told was the easiest class and gave them a name that is 98% a joke #and just piggybacked their backstory onto the most experienced player's as like rp training wheels #and then smash cut 60 sessions later and we're all getting choked up over john dingus or whatever #do you motherfuckers know how rarely i cry????? about ANYTHING?????#god it was so good #i am going to watch this an unhealthy amount #i want a separate movie for every red wizard and also one about xenk's backstory #his name is X E N K with an X these writers have played some fucking DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS #do i have to buy dead in thay now?????? i think i have to buy dead in thay now #i literally ran dnd on friday and this movie put me in WITHDRAWAL i want to play some dnd Now

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a-heart-of-kyber · 4 months

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The way many in the bg3 fandom go:

Astarion: Abused/Traumatized

Shadowheart: Abused/Traumatized

Lae'zel: Abused/Traumatized

Karlach: Abused/Traumatized

Wyll: Abused/Traumatized

Gale:...is a wizard.

Will be part of my villain origin story, cuz y'all the point was apparently like 12ft above your heads.

#GALE IS ALSO TRAUMATIZED YOU DINGUS #in case you missed it the point is that they're All abuse victims #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #Mystra IS a Predator in BG3 #regardless of what other lore surrounds her she is still a predator with a canonical Pattern/Type #gale is a victim who is literally just learning he was a victim because that's how warped their 'relationship' was #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate spoilers #spoilers #if you defend mystra...don't

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egophiliac · 9 months

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Did. Did you see Ortho's Broomquet preview? The fact that his broomquet is mostly white like Kalim's, Rook's and Silver's and that we know by now that Idia's ideal dreamworld involved OG!Ortho being still alive and a student at Royal Sword Academy is killing me. Twst is throwing hints left and right that OG!Ortho was meant to be a light magic user heroic character just to tug further at our heartstrings with his death and IT'S WORKING. I'M IN SHAMBLES.

as much as I am rolling around on the ground waiting for more of Silver and Sebek's Excellent Adventure, I am also SO desperate to see the resolution of Idia's dreamworld and, fingers crossed, more of dream!OG!Ortho. and I don't know how it would be physically possible, but I would LOVE the Orthos to actually meet somehow! bonus points if there's some kind of very confusing confrontation!

but I do really like the three-way contrast between OG!Ortho, what Idia thinks OG!Ortho would have been like, and humanoid!Ortho. especially since Ortho's post-episode 6 arc is all about becoming independent and his own person! I want to see more of it! and I can't really put it into words very well, but, like, I would LOVE this to be the resolution where Idia finally manages to come to terms with OG!Ortho's death -- man heard "niichan" once and immediately ran down a billion flights of stairs to throw himself into Metaphorical Hell, he needs something big like this.

(if the September schedule comes out and there's still no more main story, I am going to be DESPONDENT) (I mean I will be understanding because production takes time, no one should be subjected to crunch to meet arbitrary deadlines, a good product that takes longer >>> a rushed product that is out sooner) (but I shall also be despondent)

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #as someone who is hideously into both the diasomnias and the shroudbros episode 7 has been SUCH a treat #adoptive family meets DIY family #and then it turns into 'an absolute dingus of a fairy is forcing us to confront uncomfortable emotional truths' family #that can totally be a thing what do you mean #also lilia eats a frog #(on which note the weirdest thing so far about episode 7 has been that they acknowledge the master chef events)#(smash cut to me furiously rearranging my red string to figure out where events fall chronologically)

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pokimoko · 7 months

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The fact that Main-verse Ooo is as good and as kind as it is (relative to the other universes shown so far, at least, it's obviously not perfect) all because of the same character that starts off as the OG series' antagonist, the person we were made to see as the bad guy (albeit an often ineffectual one) for several seasons, is making me lose my mind.

Imagine finding out the guy you spent your childhood beating up and saving princesses from is in fact a driving catalyst behind you being able to exist, and not only exist but also live in a world that knows what kindness is. All because that man, the same man who you've witnessed do terrible things, once met a little girl and taught her how to be good.

Simon's story really shows us that even if you lose your way and forget how it is to be good yourself, the world keeps the memory for you. That act of love Simon showed Marcy by protecting her and seeing her as more than the monster she thought herself to be created ripples upon ripples, small at first but eventually enough to help give their wreckage of a world—a world that easily could have been forsaken, its goodness overlooked because of its inhospitable remains—a chance to grow into something beautiful. Because of those very same ripples Simon created, the people of Ooo grew up in a world where they know enough about kindness that they were able and willing to spare the 'bad guy' some, to see beyond the wreckage and allow him to grow too.

In saving Marceline, Simon helped to not only to save the world, but also himself.