#I'm just not interested and there was a lot of it on my dash a while ago and it just was too much scrolling

[raycatz]

I'm not including a situation where someone might be injured because in that case I'm thinking the bed goes to them by default or they are nominated for it. anyone who wants to be chatty goes to join the living room floor gang.

What are your thoughts and headcanons? Do you have thoughts on how the boys tend to approach assigning beds in inns? Who do the chain choose to sleep near when camping and why? What are their dynamics like when settling down for the night and getting ready for the day?

In "Mirror Vs Open Closet Door: Fight!" by Gintrinsic (here) Four refers to the chain's decision on how to split up between inn rooms as the "Link-per-room ratio" which I find very funny. He, Sky, and Time also talk about their thought process behind why they do or don't want to sleep in a room with some of the others which I find fun and interesting.

So! If you have thoughts and want to share them! *gestures to the post!*

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #alrighty! now for my answers- #for the ranch question I think it varies which is why I'm asking in a poll. What do you think happens most often though? #each answer is a fun scenario so it's difficult to choose #but I think they'd try to act politely around Malon and Time for the first couple visits with straws or rock paper scissors #or showing generosity by offering the bed to someone else. (I bet Malon saying they're charming is quite the incentive #for more possible compliments. The chain as a whole would want to prove her right xD ) #Once they're more comfortable in the house though I can totally see Wind and Legend making a mad dash for it while Wars yells after them xD #Wind probably ends up sharing with Four a lot since they're the littles #or Wind snuggles in with Wars Legend Wild etc #Wild and Twi/Wolfie have claimed the spot on the floor by the fireplace. #For inn rooms / castle rooms / camping - I tend to group them by how they're grouped a lot already #but a lil mixed up #Time - Sky - Wars are the good rest trio. they want a good night's rest please let them get their beauty sleep. often joined by Four #Wars goes between this group and wherever Legend is depending on how chatty he is that night. #Twi - Wild - Hyrule are snuggle/proximity buddies #Legend is attached to Hyrule's hip or sets up near Warriors to gossip and gripe. I can also see him setting up near Wild #in the eye of the storm as it were or just an interesting place to be. Wild and Hyrule can get to chatting about everything and anything #so if Legend wants background noise (Hyrule and Wild podcast omg)- #or a conversation he can be half a part of and jump in and out of while getting ready for the night or in the mornings- #this is a good place to be. add Wind and things get a bit more chaotic. #Wind gravitates to Wars and Legend too when curious and chatty. He gravitates towards Time when he wants something calmer. #Four tends to be near Sky or Twi or to Legend's group for the same reasons #I can see Four and Twi having a little book club going during downtimes where they talk about what they're reading. Sky likes to listen. <3 #Wind thinks they're nerds but so is he and he can't resist a good story so he orbits and sometimes settles in and peppers questions. #it's funny that Time Sky and Wars want to sleep the most but Legend follows Wars to chat (and ends up bringing people with him xD ) #there could be some conflict there oooo #Twi is by Time #it's almost a circle but with clusters of sleeping bags near on top of each other and filling the gaps

[vi-enti]

school’s over so back on the fanfic grind (a grind i have not openly shared on the internet since like. 2018), unsure if this is an idea to continue but i am thinking so hard... about the difficulties of the healing process. really gotta purge that poison

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“Hello, this is… Hajime Hinata. The date is… I have no idea what the date is. It’s been 14 days, 9 hours, 47 minutes and 24 seconds since we woke up from the Neo World Program.”

“…I don’t know why I said it like that. It’s been about two weeks.” 

“Uhh… I’m not sure what to say here, really. Naegi—Makoto, that is—told me this would be a good way to get my thoughts down. That way if there’s anything I forget, or anything I want everyone to know after… Well, I don’t think I can really forget anything. Even if I wanted to, I don’t think I could.”

“Sorry there are so many quiet gaps. I’m trying to think about what I want to say... I guess I’ll start with the facts, and we can go from there. I was the first person to wake up, and then Sonia. Kazuichi took a few hours longer, he was so… his limbs were so scarred. I could barely tell the healthy tissue apart from all of the burns and cuts. When he got out, he just kept screaming and crying, he just kept—“

“Akane was next, but she was barely a shell, too weak, so Makoto put her back under for a few more days before waking her up. She wasn’t in the pod though, we—they moved her to a hospital bed in a different room. This facility really has everything. You wouldn’t believe the scale of the medical equipment, Tsumiki would love it—“

“Basically, Akane woke up a week after Kazuichi, technically, and then we put her into a medical coma for a while. We as in… I didn’t do that. I mean, I did, but it didn’t feel like me.”

“Actually, I never feel like… me. I don’t know who me is supposed to be now. I’m still him—I mean, I’m still me—but I’m not me— fuck, this doesn’t make any fucking sense, I just can’t— Sonia, don’t touch me—“

“…”

“…I want my mom. I don’t remember the last time I wanted my mom. I don’t even… remember my mom, anymore.”

“…Patient 5, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko. We plan to wake him from his induced medical coma today, following complications from his enucleation operation directly after awakening from pod sleep. There was an infection at the area of operation and I deemed it too dangerous to continue until it was cleared. Naegi had some objections, but his background is not medical, and does not always need to be taken into account. Patient 4 will simply have to wait.”

“He still has the damn thing.”

“…they all do.”

“Alter Ego, end recording.” Hajime slumped back against his chair, bringing a hand up to push his hair back. It was a newly acquired habit, one always accompanied by the feeling of missing something, like there wasn’t enough hair to run through his fingers. He hated it. Hated thinking that it wasn’t newly acquired at all, that whoever he was in the past few years did it all the time. 

That hadn’t gone nearly as well as he’d liked. These voice diaries were supposed to be records so they could explain things easier to the others once they all woke up, something to jog their memories. Privately, he was sure that Makoto had asked him to make them more for his own sake, as if they’d help somehow with all of the different thoughts running through his brain all of the time. If he spoke them out loud, then somehow they’d disappear. It was the compromise they’d settled on after Hajime had refused to attend Future Foundation-provided therapy. Most of the time they turned out exactly like this, not suitable for anyone’s ears except his own. 

Makoto was an idiot. Talking about it wasn’t going to stop the constant streams of thought in his brain, analyzing every thing and every action around him, picking apart the movements of his friends and their slight changes in tone, detecting every potential threat and every potential weapon for killing someone—fuck.

He was so tired of dreaming up all the ways people could die. His rare moments of sleep were already haunted by spears and giant Tetris blocks, by fire and poison and terrified faces. He didn’t need more deaths on his mind, constant echoes of terrors of his own creation. 

Sitting up properly, he stretched his arms out before standing up to examine his half of the room. At least two people kept watch in the pod room at all times, waiting for anyone to wake up next and making sure nobody died. It reminded him of the hospital in the simulation, someone always watching over Akane and Ibuki and—

An alarm beeped and Sonia, on the other end of the room, startled awake in her own chair. She had stayed on that side after Hajime shoved her away earlier, eventually drifting to sleep by Gundham’s pod. It was the one she stared at the most, blue eyes alight with grief and fury, even if she wouldn’t admit it. She was better off than Hajime, at least. One of his eyes stayed empty. Makoto had warned him that she shouldn’t be allowed to spend so much time with Gundham, but he could never bring himself to pull her away. Clearing his throat, he waited for the former princess to look up towards him. 

“Shift change. You should go sleep in an actual bed, I can wait for Kazuichi and Makoto if you want to go on ahead.” She shook her head, fingers trailing over the glass coffin holding the Ultimate Breeder. 

“No, that’s alright. You’ve been here long enough, you need to rest before Fuyuhiko. It’s only a few more hours away. Besides, I…” Sonia trailed off, gaze shifting to the pod next to Gundham’s, covered with a sheet. Everyone had to be checked on, but there was just one person Hajime couldn’t stand to see. The only person in the room that caused his dead eye to come to life. 

He couldn’t identify the emotion, but it had to be hate. It had to be, right?

At least he knew he wouldn’t be judged for it. Everyone had someone they couldn’t look at in this room, couldn’t face directly. Hajime was just the only one weak enough to require a sheet covering the pod. The only one who couldn’t be controlled if he had a fit of anger, or worse—one of despair. 

Swallowing back bile, he nodded, making a quick exit from the room to the quarters right next door. A large room had been set up with beds and necessities for them, the six that were here and constantly switching out. Kyoko had suggested separate rooms, but after multiple nights of Kazuichi sneaking into his room or Sonia screaming in her sleep from across the hall, Hajime had fought for them to all be together. Makoto, almost with a child-like excitement, had insisted that he, Kyoko, and Aoi stay there too. 

The lucky student in question had been sitting on the floor cross-legged when he walked in, laptop resting on a knee while he glared down at the screen. A glare from Makoto wasn’t usually all that effective, but whatever he was seeing seemed to be genuinely pissing him off. If Hajime had been anyone else, he wouldn’t have bothered disturbing the younger. Still, someone had to go fill in for him with Sonia until Kazuichi took over for her. The mechanic was nowhere to be seen—probably sitting at Akane’s bedside, as usual. Tapping Makoto gently on the shoulder, Hajime waited for him to look up from the email he had been so focused on. 

“Oh, you’re back! Has it been six hours already? I didn’t even notice.” It wasn’t a long time to spend watching the pods, but Aoi had insisted. They had three pairs switching out, and she didn’t want anyone spending more time in the pod room than they did outside of it, in the fresh air and the real world—or so she said. Hajime was sure it had more to do with her growing concern for the five of them, Kyoko and Makoto included. While they hadn’t been in the program nearly as long, they still seemed just a bit too pale to her. As for himself, Sonia, and Kazuichi… Aoi had never known them before, but worried nonetheless about irreparable damage. 

“Yes, I’m back. Will you find Kazuichi and tag Sonia out? She’s just finishing check-ups.” The shorter nodded, shutting his laptop and standing from his seat on the floor. “Everything alright?”

“It’s just Byakuya, he’s facing some problems bringing the medical equipment we need over to the island. The Future Foundation doesn’t see the need to care for some of the pre-existing conditions your class has, they’re just barely allotting enough supplies for taking care of the… last bits of Junko. It’s like you aren’t even humans to them, they just have no empathy!” Makoto rubbed his temples, forcing a weak smile onto his face. It hadn’t escaped Hajime that the bright-eyed boy that they had met in the final trial and the tired man before him right now seemed so far apart from each other. Because of us—because of me. 

“We aren’t human to them.” He placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to offer some comfort. “But we are to you. You’re the best of them, Makoto. I know you’ll work things out.” The younger’s smile twisted, not exactly happy, and he nodded in response. 

“Right. The Ultimate Hope, that’s me. I have to be able to fix this.” Hajime raised an eyebrow, not meaning that at all, but Makoto was already walking out of the room to take over watch duties. That had gone… stunningly bad. Whatever part of his soul had been able to produce hope for the others in the Neo World Program had been hiding, his mind and body too used to the actions and words of another. Another who had no idea how to give someone hope for the future, much less comfort someone just the slightest bit. All Hajime seemed to be good at these days was making things worse. 

A warmth squeezed around his hand, like someone urging him to stop thinking, and he yanked it away from—from nothing. There was nobody there. He just needed to get some rest before Fuyuhiko’s surgery today. 

Two beds remained empty, waiting for their last members. Akane was awake, but still too weak to leave her hospital bed, and Fuyuhiko would join them today. Hopefully. Sitting on his own perfectly made bed, he wondered if all of the remnants would end up sharing a room for the rest of time. The three of them awake so far had their nightmares, some worse than others, and it was impossible to imagine the rest being able to sleep easy after all that had happened. It was too easy to imagine everyone around the room, as if their spaces were already there waiting for them. Glancing around, Hajime could imagine each and every one of them smiling at him, if he could just bring them all back, if he could just wake them up. 

A flash of pink and white hair danced at the corner of his eyes, a gentle smile and a false one, and he slammed his head down on the bed, covering his vision with a pillow. Sleep now, hypotheticals later. Hypotheticals that could never, ever be reality anyways. It was dangerous to get lost in thoughts of a happy ending. 

He didn’t deserve an ending just yet. There was too much to fix. 

#me and my fucking em dashes #anyways i'm just sharing this to see if it's?? interesting?? #i've been writing hella fanfic but i'm always very hesitant to put it on the internet #but i've had soOoOOo many worms lately thinking about facing trauma and healing relationships and how that process is just so bumpy #i have a whole lot more that isn't hajime pov but this is all i'm sharing ATM #i just really want to put these folks in therapy. and that begins at the beginning! #moon babbles #danganronpa #i GUESS #cw surgery #cw medical #just in case #hajime hinata #sonia nevermind #makoto naegi #dr2 #moon writings

[troublcmakcrs]

//i respect literally no one on tumblr except my mutuals on this blog specifically i'm so serious

#misc :: ( ooc ) #//I LOVE YOU ALL YOU MAKE THIS DASH SO COZY #//I NEVER GET SICK OF HANGING OUT HERE #//you know those people who are like. ''you can't write with my male canons if you don't write with my female ocs'' #//never understood them until now. so tempted to do that with this blog LMAO #//sorry you don't follow the south park blog so you get NO onceler and NO arcane! #//whenever i follow someone from all my blogs and they follow back every one but this one it immediately deletes my trust in them #//LIKE I HATE YOU I HAAAAATE YOU #//jk hate is maybe a strong word BUT I REALLY DON'T LIKE YOU A LOT #//i'm having a moment dw abt it #//half tempted to go on another blocking spree on the rest of my blogs DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT #//me @ my mutuals on other blogs: you can come back / get unblocked when you follow craig & tweek like you're supposed to #//jk (mostly) LMAO #//I JUST LOVE THESE LITTLE GUYS SM... ;; #//sometimes i doubt whether or not i'm actually autistic and then somebody refuses to engage with one of my special interests #//and i have such big intense violent emotions about it like okayyyy bitch calm down 😭 #//if you ghost me when i bring up my special interest or don't follow my special interest blog #//or tell me to my face (DMs) that you ~don't fuck with it~ then i don't like youuuu!! I DON'T LIKE YOU!! #//which is why everybody on this blog is safe and i am giving you the biggest gesture of affection you are personally comfortable with #//on the scale of respectful fist bump to tongue full in mouth you get to decide 🥰

[figureofdismay]

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#i have blocked/unfollowed 99% of f/1blr because they were the main ones incapable of not putting N*tiveN*ws & H*ritageposts et al on my dash #just like shamelessly and frequently handing around inflammatory misinfo and acting superior about it #so honestly i have no idea how i'm going to follow the fan side when the season starts up in the spring #i was left with so few people to trust in a lot of fandoms honestly #but somehow f/1blr was the most concentratedly worst by a long way #idk maybe f/1 reddit is interesting enough to overcome the fact that. reddit lol #i watch with family but they're generally antimax which is :///

[imwritesometimes]

blorbos from my notes I am boopin' you one million times to signify that, while we may not be mututals, I see you and appreciate you and value you!!! 💜🐾🐾🐾💜

#as always... it is not *personal* if I don't follow back. truly! #I only follow 50 ppl here! if our interests don't seem to match up on a lot of things I may not follow back but it's not because #I'm grumpy and don't like you! I just try to keep my dash really tailored to my niche interests #so to blorbos from my notes and new followers I have picked up today during boopin' time - HI!! #if I don't follow back it's not personal I promise! if you pop up in my notifs often I'll see it and appreciate you #and will probs check ur blog out from time to time!

[solarisgod]

Me being :3 realizing I've been feeling much more happier and at ease this week so far than I was last week.

#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ OOC . › #[ idk what was going on with us internally today but today was definitely like one of the nicest days I can get honestly ] #[ kept getting these bubbles and waves of joys or contentment and it's interesting ] #[ I'm not one to feel much of anything usually 'cause of emotional detachment so it's a pleasant change ] #[ also I did have a lot of fun on this dash today ] #[ just being my sillah lil' starry self so I highly appreciate everyone vibing with me and my silliness! ] #[ going to bed now. have a lovely timezone everyone and thanks for being cool folks! ♡ ]

[tachiisms]

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#on like strictly an ooc basis though i know i haven't been here in a while and randomly just popped on to shitpost #'cause laura's post made me laugh (ty! ily!) #but i'm still mostly over on my other blog. i've had a lot going on and like being with my soft girls right now #and also star wars hasn't really been sparking joy recently and it's been making this dash feel claustrophobic in a way idk how else #to really describe? like it's nothing to do with the actual people or characters on this dash it's more just that it's almost all star wars #if that makes any sense at all? #(which is probably stupid because no one really cares about the muses on my other blog so i'm only playing myself here lmao) #(but idc they make me happy and it's fine that they aren't popular) #but i also find that it can be kind of hard to branch out from star wars to get a wider range to rp with on siri #'cause it's mostly just modern type or crossover type verses #and that's been feeling Hard lately just because of the star wars stuff i just mentioned #but i do have a star wars related project with a friend that'll be...sometime upcoming? so i'm hoping that it will spark the joy again #but for now i'm mostly over on my other blog but since i follow a lot of the same people i sometimes see things and pop over here lol #anywhomst if you're at all interested in sigrid from the hobbit or susan pevensie from narnia (or breha who's also star wars) #(idk i'm not having the same problem with breha as siri probably because she's on the multi? anyway back to the point) #then feel free to go follow my other blog which is @viaminvenia but no pressure!! sigrid and susan don't have star wars verses #ily all you're all so talented and such good writers and just *chef kiss* all over the dash #ooc

[peninkwrites]

I saw your rant and I’m confused but I can share this pic of a genuine Hellenistic boar rattle?

Oh my dearest teen wolf mutual. You're so wonderful. Genuinely this almost made me cry (happy tears!) I love it so much. I love old human creations!! I appreciate you coming out of the woodwork, zero context, and just being very kind <3

#if you would like a shred of context. a very big person behind the story I've been obsessing over for ages turned out to be a creep. #(specifically sending inappropriate messages to younger fans.) #a lot of folks are leaving the fandom (which is fair!) but also very saddening. #i have never experienced a mass exodus from a community on this scale before. huge members of the fandom just gone overnight! #it's very jarring. #i'm so glad you're still around even though my interests have changed wildly. seeing you on my dash always brightens my day <3 #asks #rhyslahey #dream situation #<- (just in the tags but gonna tag it just in case)

[jlf23tumble]

“louis slipped something else into that interview that the never broke up squad #are all confused about #but that seems hella obvious if you rub two braincells together” are you talking about his comments on harry jen? or something else?

(this is for you as well, dead curious anon!) No, not the obvious comments on Harry, it's when he mentions the band breaking up as feeling like "another loss," and at that point, he hadn't yet lost two vital members of his family, but in my own head canon (my own spicy UO, so don't at me about it), that's right around/just after I'm thinking h/l had some kind of breakup (and it's after/around when he broke up with his proxy [Eleanor] the first time, too, which goes unsaid by the interviewer but not unnoticed by me, lmao)

#seriously that's my own head canon #i think they've had a really messy on again/off again thing #believe what you wanna believe #but it was an interesting thing to say given timing #and i think it's hella funny when the hashtag they never broke up crowd is out there not getting it #because of course they don't! #hashtag they never broke up #they only fucked one person ever--each other!!! #HANYWAY that interview was an interesting goldmine of negative space #with a lot of room to hang a lot of things #the bad faith read of it being bad is just so fucking dumb #but whatevs #i don't see that take on my dash--i only see it when lurking #i'm so glad to have clear thinking/no rancid handwrings from 'exhausted' people #my dash is an oasis of thoughts that make cents #but i do enjoy a quick lurk of people who are so confused when they're literally not on the payroll #yet feel entitled to a whollllllle lot of shit and not at all curious about what he's actually saying

[musette22]

Hi Minnie, sorry to bother you but do you or any of your followers know if there's a way to stop seeing posts from a blog who you don't want to unfollow or block?😅

Sorry if it's a weird thing but these people, I kinda talk to them on another platform but I'm really fed up with their posts as of late(being overly critical of a certain someone) and I don't want that kind of negativity in my feed. I do sometimes think of completely cutting them off but I just don't wanna get into drama 😭

If I cannot do any of that I'm permanently moving to another new blog and will use my current one as an archive only 🥲 (tbh even reblogging posts feel strange now because these people are generally friendly but so bitter and negative about this certain meatball and I don't wanna call out their behavior and start drama blehghg)

Hi lovely! I'm sorry for only replying to this now, but you sent this right before the Big Evanstan Deluge, so it got a little snowed under!

But thanks for your message, and I'm sorry you're seeing so much negativity, I will never understand why people feel the need to be *like that*🙄 I totally get you wanting to protect yourself from that while not wanting to cause any unnecessary drama, so good for you for trying to take steps to curate your fandom experience.

And yeah, what you ask is absolutely possible! If you're on desktop, go to the little person icon in the top right corner and click it, then go to 'settings'. If you scroll down a bit, you'll see a section called "content you see", and there you can filter both post 'tags', and also 'post content'. If you put in the names of the blogs whose posts you don't want to see anymore in there and hit enter, then it'll filter those out on your dash, and you'll just see something like this:

Only it'll say 'this post contains filtered post content'.

As far as I know, you can only filter tags on mobile, and not post content, but if anyone knows more than me, please let me know! But yeah, if you do it on desktop you should be able to.

I've got a LOT of tags filtered, and some post content too for things I really really really don't want to see but that people frequently don't tag for, or for blogs that I'd rather not see the posts of but can't unfollow for some reason. You do still see the posts on your dash as shown above, but you won't see the content of them. Please be aware that it's not 100% foolproof and sometimes something slips through because of tumblr being tumblr, but 98% of the time it works like a charm! Hope it works for you too, honey! <33

#nothing against stranger things btw lol #I'm just not interested and there was a lot of it on my dash a while ago and it just was too much scrolling #minnie answers

[bendro-pascarnes]

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#it sucks to pull out of a fandom and therefore lose interest in 90% of what your mutuals post #so you un-mutual-ize yourself because as much as you want to support them #seeing the content on your dash just means you sigh a lot #and now you're stuck in the small fandom that is quiet af or filled with genuinely not that great of content #i did this to myself #i'm aware of that #but i miss having mutuals come into my inbox to scream and talk #it just doesn't happen no matter how much i try to do that for others #i guess i'm not worthy enough of a content creator to be interacted with

[skyborneveggie]

lol now that i have all the supernatural and percy jackson tags blocked, my feed has become like 30% blocked posts

#i am exaggerating a little; it's not quite that much; but it feels like a lot #no shade to percy jackson i just personally have no connection or interest in it #as for spn... well... #lol spn was like a jumpscare on my dash before i blocked it #sometimes i do click thru to the post on spn tags if i'm in the right headspace #but i wanna be warned so i can emotionally prepare myself for wtv it is i'm about to read

[astriiformes]

Genuinely fond of the booping mechanic as a way of getting some playful interaction with some of the folks who follow me that I am fond of and always appreciate seeing in my notes, but for whatever reason aren't currently mutuals. I tend to keep my dash fairly small and curated, just for personal reasons, but I truly am very fond of many of the people who've been following me for years, or who clearly share a number of overlapping interests, or who think of me fondly even though I'm a relative stranger, and it's fun to have a cute little way to poke those people throughout the day.

(This post is also my way of saying I appreciate a lot of you, whether you've been here for years or are a relatively recent follower; it's nice to have a little corner of the internet where I can be truly weird and I'm glad you're here)

[gaytomwambsgans]

Ok so my thing with what Pedro wore, it doesn’t match like at all. At least from my POV, it also doesn’t look very premiere worthy, he has done red carpets…even past Mando premieres where he loooed amazing and “put together” the pants are to big and the sweater is to small

For something as important and as big as Mando you think he would have dressed a bit nicer…I love Pedro, and I love his style of relaxed…but this, this isn’t it.

yeah i think maybe my personal fashion taste is just different from the people making these posts so that's why it's confusing/annoying me so much? the outfit doesn't look mismatched to me like, red and brown dont clash imo and the individual pieces are just pretty basic i don't see how putting them together is such a fashion crime

also okay i don't know a lot about fashion so i could be wrong here but i thought the trousers were just a wide cut, not too big. and similarly the cardie just looks like a short, fitted style not actually too small for him. but yeah i could be dead wrong about both these lol

also like you said, maybe people's problem is more with the outfit not being 'premiere worthy' than i realised, not the actual fit itself

idk maybe it's the phrasing that's annoying me like. you said 'from my POV' which is cool like we all have different tastes so obviously we won't all agree on what is a nice outfit. but the posts i was seeing weren't really 'i don't like this outfit' they were like 'his stylist should be hung drawn and quartered' (exaggeration) and it just kind of pissed me off that people were treating their own clothing tastes as gospel.

i've looked in the tag a bit and there are people who like his outfit too so maybe i was a bit hasty in making my post but i still see a lot of criticism with no awareness of the influence their own tastes play so idk. defending weird clothes is a hill i'll gladly die on basically

sorry i know this answer is so long already but i'm realising that the hyposcrisy might be pissing me off more than just 'people disliking a fit that i personally like' like the general attitude on my dash (which is where im seeing the posts i'm complaining about) is people defending weirdness and praising going against mainstream style, but then i see these posts like 'ew that outfit is weird wtf massive L' and it disappoints me a lot more than i think hearing those comments from people who haven't previously claimed to love and support weird and wacky expression. but i can see i'm falling into the trap of treating my dash as one homogenous being instead of thousands of individual people with individual opinions

sorry that this answer is literally hundreds of words long oops lol

#i'm just not in a great mood today and i will defend the weird and strange until my dying breath #also i still think what i said in the tags of my original post regarding how people talk about men's red carpet fashion is relevant tbh #if anyone is reading this i would be really interested in your experience of #whether it's a general attitude on tumblr to defend and praise weirdness and eccentricity #or if that's just the people i follow #because if it's specific to my dash then a lot of what i've said here is pointless lolll #anyway #mine #ask #also like surely a premiere outfit is professionally styled #so i find it hard to believe that a stylist would put him in clothes that are the wrong size #okay i'm done now

[changbinlov3r]

You are my favorite

Pairing: Lee Know x afab!reader

Part 2 of Can I be your favorite?(Recommended to read the first part for context)

Genre: smut, fluff, angst(the tiniest bit)

Summary: you let your insecurities come in between your new relationship with Minho, luckily for you though, he's not gonna let you run away so easily.

Words count: 3,076

THIS CONTENT IS +18, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: oral(f. receiving), unprotected piv(wrap it before you tap it ffs), creampie, marking, hickeys, dirty talk(barely), Minho is possessive asf(is it even my fic if he's not possessive?), reader is insecure

You were sore when you woke up the next morning — or should you say, afternoon? It was already 2pm when you opened your eyes, finding Minho's place empty by your side.

You look around the room, now there's enough light coming from the windows for you to be able to see the room. You don't know how to explain it but it fits Minho perfectly, the decoration is discreet but not basic and it shows a lot of his personality, more than you're aware of.

You get up, not really sure what you're supposed to do. So you collect your things and start getting dressed, tying your hair in a ponytail to try and conceal the mess.

When you open the door, you look around before getting out, not sure if you're going to find someone and a bit embarrassed to be going away at this hour. You get down the stairs, walking past the kitchen at a quick pace but before you can turn the knob, you hear a voice behind you.

“Minho, your girl is trying to escape”, he yells, making you spin on your heels quickly looking at the telltale just to find a boy, who you're sure is Jeongin, the youngest of the frat house.

“Never thought you would be the type to smash and dash”, your crush says, popping out of the kitchen.

“I'm not!” You defend yourself, crossing your arms.

“That's not what it looks like to me”, he shrugs.

“I was just looking for you”, you lie and he scoffs, walking towards you.

“You shouldn't lie, princess”, he leans closer to you, making you gulp. “I don't like liars”, he whispers. Smirking when he sees your breath quickening and the way you lick your lips nervously. “Anyways, you can go if you want. I'll pick you up at 8”

“F-for what?” You ask, trying to recompose yourself.

“I told you I was going to take you out for dinner, didn't I?”

"I can't believe you're really going on a date with Minho”, Jihyo says, clapping excitedly while she searches for something in your wardrobe.

“I don't why he wants to go on a date with me”

“‘cause you're hot?” Your best friend says, as if it's obvious.

“He has a hundred other hot girls to take on dates”, you scoff, making Jihyo throw a pillow at you.

“Stop with the self depreciation, he doesn't want the other girls, he wants you. So get your ass over here so I can help you with your makeup”

You were hopeful but didn't think Minho would actually do as he promised. At exactly 8pm, you heard a knock on the door and Jihyo squealed, giving you a thumbs up and sending you to your date.

Minho was looking exceptionally handsome in all black, hands tucked in the pockets of his pants. He stares at you up and down with a grin on his lips.

“You look good”, he tells you, enjoying seeing your cheeks turning a dark shade of red.

“Y-you look nice too”, you say, stepping outside and closing the door behind you.

You are seated in front of him, not really sure what to do next, you two ordered your food and some expensive wine that you never heard about. The ride to the restaurant was a bit awkward, you felt the need to say something but didn't know what to say so you talked about the weather not realizing that he liked seeing you trying, nervous like a bunny being hunted by a predator, him.

“So, what's your major?” He asks, taking you out of your thoughts. He's resting his face on his hand while watching you fidget on your seat.

“Engineering”, you answer, sipping on the glass of water the waiter poured to you.

“That's interesting”, he smiles. “I'm a dance major”, he tells you.

“I know”, you say without thinking, covering your mouth immediately. “I mean, everyone knows”, you smile sheepishly.

“Ah, yes. You like me, right?” He smirks, proudly, making your face turn as red as a tomato.

“Please, stop saying that, it's embarrassing”, you hide your face in your hands.

“It's embarrassing that you like me?” He chuckles, tilting his head.

“You were not supposed to know that”, you clarify, “it's pathetic that I have feelings for someone who didn't even know I existed until last night”, you sigh.

“I clearly knew you existed, since I knew that you like me”, he teases. “I don't think it's pathetic, the heart wants what it wants”

“Is that why you dated all those girls?” You ask, naively, making his eyes grow wide. He didn't think you'd be that straightforward.

“No, I'm not one to rejected a nice looking girl”, he shrugs, “they just didn't manage to be more than that to me, but I'm sure they can be something more for someone else”

“Ah”, you nod, feeling awkward.

“Do you want to date me?” He asks nonchalantly like he's asking how was your day, making you choke on the water you just drank.

“What?” You ask, shocked.

“I think I was very clear”, he answers, scowling.

“Why would you want to date me?”

“I guess you heard me well”, he teases, “you're my type”, Minho clarifies.

“I don't think I'm, though”, you oppose.

“I think I know better than you who is or is not my type”

“I mean, I'm not pretty like your other girlfriends”, you push.

“Firstly: why would I want someone just like the people I broke up with? Second: I think you're pretty”

You feel your whole face hot, covering your mouth instantly so he doesn't see the stupid smile you have on your lips.

“Also, I like fucking you”, he ruins the moment, smirking, “I wanna keep doing that”

“What a gentleman”, you roll your eyes, ignoring the heat growing on your lower stomach. He doesn't need to know that you'd give anything for him to fuck you right now on the restroom of the restaurant.

“I can be one”, he stretches his arm, grabbing your hand, caressing it. “Or I can be the opposite of that, it's your call”, he shrugs.

That's precisely how you ended up fucking on the restaurant’s restroom. He pulled you inside the confined space, bending you on the sink and before you could prepare yourself his cock was inside of you.

“Fuck, kitten”, he groans, covering your mouth, not slowing down his thrusts. “You have to be quiet if you don't wanna get caught”, you nod, crying out, seeing his smirk through the reflection of the mirror.

You ended up dating him. It's not like it's a sacrifice for you or anything but you couldn't wrap your head around the reason that the Lee Minho would want to date you of all people. People's reaction was different from the one you expected too, they didn't really care, thinking he was going to dump you in a week.

However, to their surprise and especially yours, he didn't. Minho never even brought up the idea of breaking up and when you realized, two months had already passed.

After two months you still couldn't believe you were dating him and how hot he is, you always thought he was the most handsome man you ever saw but dating him hits differently. Now you can see him after a shower, coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his hip, his muscular chest bare for you to drool over. He cooks for you, making your favorite foods or some you never ate before. He brings you snacks and makes side dishes for you to eat at home. Minho picks you up before class and takes you back home after or he invites you to sleep over at the frat. You're already acquainted with all his friends, they even come looking for you to show you things when you're in the house. It makes you wonder if they acted like that with all of his girlfriends. Two months of the sweetest romance and the best sex you've ever had.

At least it was. You're not going to deny it, you're insecure. Minho is someone you never thought you could reach, so to be his girlfriend? It's something you never imagined. As he told you before, he has a great number of options, so the possibility that he'll replace you anytime, scares you.

You try forgetting about that, try not to overthink, until you find him at the library with a girl all over him. She's beautiful, perfect skin and shiny hair, she's hanging too close to him, touching his arm and throwing her head back in an exaggerated laugh. She's actually touching him at any chance she gets and you're there paralyzed like an idiot, watching it.

You feel the tears brimming in your eyes and you turn around and walk to the opposite side. You are his girlfriend, you should definitely step in, but in all honesty, you are too scared. Scared he'll look at you like you are nothing, that he's finally going to look at you with cold eyes like you have been waiting for it to happen.

You don't talk to him for days, avoiding meeting with him and ignoring his calls. You know it's childish to just ignore someone like that but you just needed to prepare yourself for the dreadful conversation you were about to have. It's going to be for the best if you two break up, he can go back to the way he lived before and you can stop worrying about when he's going to get tired of you.

It's not a surprise when Minho shows up at your door, you expected that to happen but wasn't expecting his appearance. He has his hair disheveled, deep eye bags under his eyes and he looks furious.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asks, angrily, not even greeting you and storming inside your apartment like a hurricane. “Why did you disappear?”

“I needed to think”, you murmur, closing the door behind you.

“Think about what? You should at least have answered my texts”, he huffs, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the couch.

“About us”, you answer him, making his face soften a bit.

“What about us?” He asks, tilting his head in confusion.

“I think it's best if we break up”, you tell him at once, not really capable of dragging this conversation for too long, it was already so hard to say that sentence, you are about to cry at any minute.

“What are you on about?” He frowns, taking a step closer to you, but you take a step back.

“I'm trying to make the right decision for the both of us”, you sigh, “it's not like this is going to last anyways, you should go find someone who's on your level”

He scoffs, breathing a laugh. You expected any other reaction of him, but that one was not included.

“So that is what this is about”, he starts walking towards you and you start stepping back, until you bump into the kitchen table with nowhere else to run. Minho gets closer to you, looking down on you as he cages you between the table and his body.

“My kitten is insecure, is that it?” He asks, making you blush with the pet name. Minho never gets tired of making you flustered.

“I'm not”, you lie, avoiding his gaze.

“You know I don't like liars”, he tells you, “but I guess it's on me, if I did a better job as your boyfriend you wouldn't be feeling like this’, he pouts.

“You are a great boyfriend”, you murmur, trying not to look into his eyes, he's too close.

“Hm? I am?” He teases. “Then what's it, kitten, did you find someone more interesting than me?” He smiles, it was supposed to be a joke but the way your eyes widened with that simple suggestion makes him a bit mad. “Is that it?” He asks, narrowing his eyes to stare at you.

“No, there's no one like that”, you tell him.

“Then why did you hesitate?”, he raises his brows in questioning. You were just too shocked to answer right away but he doesn't let you tell him that. “Nice way to make me angry”, he scoffs. “I told you I can be a fucking gentleman so why do you always make me be the opposite of that?” He asks, taking a step closer to you and pressing his body against yours. His hands slide around your waist, caging you even more in his hold.

“Minho, I-”, you try to speak but he tsks, interrupting you.

“You need to learn a lesson”, he tells you, leaning closer and brushing his lips on your cheek, trailing it down to your jaw and then your neck. “You are mine”, he whispers before attaching his mouth to your neck, biting on your skin so hard you whine with the pain.

His hands slide down to your ass, squeezing it and pulling you up, to sit on the table. You were on your pjs already ready to sleep and that makes his access to your body easier, the thin fabric of your clothes can barely block the warmth coming from his body to yours.

Minho pops open his dress shirt, letting it slide and fall on the floor, watching your reaction to him. You bite on your bottom lip, staring at his muscular chest. He always looks so good, you feel like moaning just by looking at him.

“Min…”, you murmur, spreading your legs wide for him. It's not like you can resist him anyways.

“There you are”, he smiles, unbuckling his pants and letting it fall down at his feet, “my needy girl”

You avoid his eyes, pulling your shirt off to reveal your bare chest to him.

“You look so hot, all spread for me like this”, he smiles, getting on his knees. Minho pulls the waistband of your shorts and panties down, watching your glistening cunt in excitement. “Is this because of me or are you thinking about someone else?” He pushes, finally seeing you look at him, shaking your head frantically.

“It's all you, the only one I think about is you”, you confess, feeling your cheeks hot.

Minho grins, putting your legs over his shoulders and kissing your inner thighs. He licks your pussy slightly, just teasing you, making you put your hands on his head to force him against your core.

You can feel him smile, licking a long strip between your folds, attaching his lips to your clit next. Minho slides his hand between your legs, inserting two fingers inside of you, going in and out while he sucks your aching core, grunting and groaning with you pulling on his hair and he watches as you become undone in his mouth.

You can feel your orgasm coming, your toes curl immediately and you buck your hips against his mouth desperately, chasing your high and when the knot on your lower stomach finally explodes, you moan loudly, trembling in his embrace.

Minho stands up, cleaning around his mouth with his fingers and then licking on them.

“Still my favorite taste”, he smirks. You look stunning with your soft lips parted and hair disheveled, your chest rises and falls in a fast rhythm.

“This is going to be the last time I'll let you have your way”, you try looking the least bit believable while stating that, but that only makes him chuckle, stroking his cock a few times before he comes closer to you.

“And that only proves that you still haven't understood the situation you're in”, he tells you, teasing your entrance with the head of his cock while he waits for you to stop him but you don't, you want to feel him inside you so fucking much that it seems like you're going crazy. He pushes in, feeling your cunt squeezing him deliciously. “Fuck”, Minho murmurs. Your arms wrap around his waist, burying your nails in his skin, the snap of his hips against yours making you breathless.

He kisses you, feeling your sweet lips against his only adds to the building up of his orgasm, you look so pretty, you're perfect for him, your pussy is perfect for him, he won't let you end things with him that easily.

He pulls away from you for a moment, your mouth is parted and your eyes are glossy, he wants to hold you forever.

“I'm in love with you”, he confesses, thrusts faltering a bit. Your eyes grow wide to his sudden revelation. “You won't get rid of me that easily, kitten”, he groans, pressing his lips against yours one more time.

That's enough for you to cum, squirming and trembling in his embrace, while you watch him breathlessly thrust inside of you, eyes locked with yours.

“Do it inside”, you cry out, overstimulated after your second orgasm. Minho groans, bending towards you and kissing you, spilling his hot cum inside you while he bites on your lips.

He rests his head on your shoulder, breathless, trying to recompose himself.

“Don't ever talk about breaking up, ever again”, he pulls away to look at you, finding your eyes brimming with tears.

“But I saw that girl hitting on you the other day at the library”, you pout, making him sigh, cupping your face with both of his hands.

“Yes, she was hitting on me but I told her I have a really smart, hot girlfriend and that I was not interested”, he tells you, making you feel like the greatest idiot in the world.

“I'm sorry, I should have checked with you first”, you say, “I just love you so much, I'm scared you're going to dump me”, you confess, making him chuckle. His heart beating like crazy, it's the first time you openly say you love him.

“Y/n, you're stuck with me for a long time”, he gives you a peck on the lips, “I won't ever do anything to hurt you, okay?”

You nod, feeling warmth spreading all over your chest.

“Now, you better prepare yourself, ‘cause you need to receive some punishment for disappearing and making me worry”, he tells you, showing you that devilish smirk of his and before you can run to save yourself, Minho is picking you up and dragging you to your room.

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Oh?

A whopping 4 notifications? I saw two earlier on my phone, I wonder what the other two ar-

What else would it be...

bit of an update/rant in tags, though I don't expect anyone will read any of it let alone this post itself to be honest

#I've really just not had any drive to be on here lately #part of it's because of issues that were already happening like how little anyone seems interested outside of a small handful of people #and how whenever I do come on here I just see everyone on my dash getting all kinds of interactions and I'm just left sitting here #and it just makes me wonder what I'm doing wrong and if I should even bother trying honestly #but then the other parts of it are just that I've been enjoying myself a hell of a lot more while playing games this past while #so my whole day ends up just wasting away because I've been gaming and then I'm watching videos or anime at night #I have started writing on discord with one friend and I enjoy that a lot especially since I've been able to write an older character again #but I want to write more with Kyuushi Axel and Hotaru so badly #yet I just can't think of anything to do on here because I just know anything I put out will be dead on arrival #and it's ruined my muse for a lot of threads too to the point they're just sitting in tabs on my browser waiting for replies #I want to enjoy myself on here #but I can only do so much on my own #and I've tried multiple times in the past to do everything that I alone can do #only for nothing to come of any of it