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#MY MAN X 10
slttygeto · 4 months
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hanma shuji as your annoying neighbor who always comes back home at unholy hours of the day, keys rustling loudly as he tries to find the keyhole in the dark. he’s drunk off of whatever alcoholic beverage he consumed that night, and for some reason the damn key does not want to open his fucking door—until it swings open and he almost falls face first.
“can I help you?” you, his pretty and adorable neighbor who always rolls his eyes at him, at his antics, at his disgusting habits of smoking at the entrance of building and smelling like beer every morning. you clearly hate him, but that doesn’t stop him from telling you you look good every morning.
“w- hiccup woah! did youuu finallyyy accept my confession doll?” the slur in his speech is evidence of his drunken state, and he watches as you sigh before grabbing your robe and placing your hands on his shoulders.
“that’s your apartment. now go.”
“…”
“go! what is it? you can’t open the door?”
he shakes his head almost like a lost puppy, but you know better than to ignore those intense and mischievous golden eyes. you still help him by unlocking his apartment door and helping him inside. you don’t ask if you should get him a bucket, some water and pain killers as you search his place, he is far too gone on the couch to realize that you were roaming his place freely. when you come back with what he will be needing in the morning, you make sure that he isn’t laying on his back and place his keys next to his head.
“goodnight, shuji.”
he heard it. he swears he can remember when he wakes up with a painful headache the next day, how you said his name so sweetly. you don’t hate him.
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vervainium · 7 months
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theodore nott headcanons pt 2
(bc u guys are sl*ts and wouldn’t stop asking me [i had one person request LOL])
a/n these are more like… romantic maybe? maybe even emotional? i like them tho i like them and now they’re all canon because i said so and the harry potter community basically created him out of thin air so 😁💁🏼‍♀️
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firstly i believe in curly haired theo
it’s common knowledge in my community that i believe theo is smart
i think he is articulated and he knows how to process his words
he could be a REALLY (hot) good english professor
my point; hozier type words
i think that he is a naturally deep lover
he is so emotionally raw and i think he writes it all down in this cute little note book that he keeps under his mattress
perhaps he even lets you read it or gives it to you, we will never know
i think that hes secretive with his love though
anyways um
i think he loves eye contact
it allows him to connect better with people
i think it would be his thing to talk with his eyes
his eyes can be very expressive i believe like super expressive
like you make eye contact with him and suddenly you know his every thought
i honestly love the whole selective mute thing
he values his voice and his pride and it’s almost like a sacred thing because he isn’t talkative at home with yk… the big ol man
oh this might be short okay speed round
a great baker
specifically pastries
loves a good fantasy novel
he would love game of thrones and the house of the dragon
secretly super passionate about muggle life me thinks
loves to sit alone with himself
i actually think he’s stable in his self image!!!!!
i know this is controversial but hear me out he has such an example of what he doesn’t want to be (his dad) and he also has good examples (his trusted teachers)
i think he has a very good idea of who he is and who he wants to be
as you read these again bc they’re so good, i know you will, listen to angel of small death and the codeine scene by hozier
bye!!!!
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luminique · 1 month
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Marks from the past
☆ wriothesley x gn!reader
☆ soft, fluff, mentions of him having scars (mainly had the one of his neck in mind) wc: 382, not proofread !
☆ wanted to write something more casual because i am sick for wriothesley. i think about kissing his scars so much. everyday, i wake up and do not see him in bed with me and i cry ╯︿╰ here is the long awaited fluff hehe (^人^)
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Wriothesley and his scars that he would adamantly refuse to tell you about. Even if you persistently asked him about it, after months of being together, he wouldn’t tell you more than a silly story like he always does. Not wanting you to be worried, why should you be worried over memories that happened years ago that seemed to never fade?
“My love, you know the cause for this scar. I told you already.” He’d tell you as you both lay in bed together. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned, as your finger traced down the scar.
“Mmh… perhaps a reminder is much needed.” Hearing your quiet response, he immediately let out a soft sigh. A gentle smile on his lips as he looks at you, so persistent in wanting to know.
A lightbulb clicked in his head. A tilt of your head upwards with his fingers on your chin and that handsome smirk of his. “A kiss for it. Sounds like a fair trade, don’t you think?”
It was so easy for him to exploit your love for him. Who could blame him? He’s just as in love with you as you were for him. As it goes below, so should it above. A payment for information, albeit a childish and silly one.
A sweet kiss on his lips then on his scar and he instantly loosened up. How could he resist your sweet kisses?
“Alright alright. This one was from serving my time in the Fortress. It was just from a fight to protect my vision, y’know how people can be when they see one. Power hungry, wanting control, I had to fight ‘em.” He said in a quiet tone, almost as if he was embarrassed and regretted it. Or perhaps he was reminded of that difficult time in his life. Either way, he believed you deserved to hear the truth. You were his beloved after all.
A sympathetic smile paired with another kiss on the lips from you. He deserves love after all those years. Even if he doesn’t want to remember, his body does. But he knows you’ll love him even if he was covered in scars and bruises and he’ll love you for always caring for him, even if the scar was as small as a paper cut.
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©luminique do not repost or copy ! thank you so much for reading <3
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agentc0rn · 1 month
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Here's some of the artworks used in my recent XY animatic!!
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in-hav3n · 8 months
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Okay! after I read about phone sex and I’m always thinking about Current James (I really need him)
Like surprise visit in backstage and… omfg Yummy!!!
𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓
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WARNINGS : NSFW - rough sex - sex scene - age gap
"James Hetfield's fitting room? You go straight and then it will be the second door on your left".
You thanked the crew member for his kind instructions and went to the direction he indicated you. Backstage were like a big labyrinth for you and without his help, you could have easily got lost. You could have asked James but this would have ruined your surprise...
Tonight they were performing the second night of the LA show and from the comments you could hear from the staff, everything went well. You weren't exceptionally attending this gig to prepare this unexpected visit you had planned.
You got this idea after the first show. And it appeared quite easily in your mind the night before, when your eyes couldn't stop looking at James. He was so damn hot, impressive and amazing on stage, walking, playing and singing. You felt something strong in your core, a hot desire burning into your lower belly as you were thinking this awesome guy was yours and you could have him whenever you wanted. And why not backstage ?
The paper "Jaymz fitting room" hanged on the door indicated that you were at the right place. You checked yourself one last time before knocking on the door.
"Come in", you heard James' voice from the other side.
He was already there as you expected him to be. Of course you had checked the timing the previous night to be sure you'd arrived on time. You opened the door and walked without hesitation. Nobody really paid attention to you since you were known now by the crew.
"Hey baby", you said with a casual tone when entering his backstage room. James was standing in his bathrobe, looking for something in his travel bag, exposing his back at you. You silently closed the door and locked it in behind you with a smile. He already showered after the show and was getting ready to leave soon. Everything was going on as you had planned.
"Hey sweetheart", he answered without looking at you, still searching for something. "Ha! There you go", he said to his deodorant as he spread some under his armpits, opening slightly his bathrobe.
Then he turned over and greeted you with a smile until he realized something was different. He put down slowly his deodorant on the coffee table and looked carefully at you.
"Going somewhere?", he curiously asked with a frown as he noticed you were wearing a trench coat and a pair of heels. That was definitely not the outfit you choose to wear two nights ago and you both never agreed on going out after the show. This intrigued him.
"Yes...here", you replied as you looked at him.
"Weren't we supposed to meet at the hotel?".
Oh yes it was your first plan but you couldn't wait till he arrived at the hotel and you wanted to surprise him. You smirked and walked slowly to him, making your way between his stuff on the ground until you arrived in front of his build. Your hands gripped the edge of his bathrobe's collar as you sensually licked your lips.
You felt the weight of his gaze upon you and his breath on your nose. Thanks to the heels, you were a bit taller and you planted a sweet kiss on his upper chest. James raised a brow like if he wanted a more precise answer and you gave it to him by slowly pushing him backwards. His body landed on the couch behind him. His bathrobe opened a little with the mouvement, exposing his chest.
You settled between his legs as you teased him with your coat now. You lazily untied the knot, before opening it slowly. You watched him and you could tell he was already excited by this play. His pupils were dilated, his breath was deeper and faster and you bet his dick was getting hard under his clothe.
"Hiding something underneath your coat, baby?". You smirked and bit your lip to tease him. "C'mon open it and show me your beautiful body...".
You do as he asked and slowly opened it, letting it slide along your shoulders until it landed on the floor. His eyes darkened more and he gasped of pleasure when he saw the black lingerie set you are wearing.
"You like it?".
"Hell, yeah...', he groaned as gripping your hips to push you on his lap.
"I couldn't wait for you to join me...so I had to come now to take what's mine", you giggled and fell on him, holding his shoulder to not fall when his head disappeared on your chest, kissing your stomach and breasts thought the fabric. His hands explored your back skin and soon, your ass.
"Jesus baby, you're absolutely hot, making me so hard...", he whispered through your skin as he kissed your everywhere he could.
"Show me", you gasped as pulling away to kneel down in front of him and watching as he rushed to open his bathrobe. His hard dick sprung free, resting on his lower belly and this simple vision made you smirk. You bit your lips as you grabbed it, your hand looking so tiny around it. You held it straight and caressed slowly his tip already red and swollen.
"See...", he said with his heavy voice, resting completely against the couch, "how hard I'm for you....", his hand would replaced yours as he lazily stroked himself in front of you.
You got up and started to play with the waistband of your panties, knowing this kind of tease was driving him crazy. "That's exactly what I wanted...", and while you're looking at him straight in the eyes, you pushed down slowly the fabric, letting it go along your legs until it landed on your feet.
"Ready for the ride of your life?", he joked as he kept pumping himself, waiting for you to sit on him. You smirked as you took off your heels and turned around. Carefully you placed your feet on the edge of the couch and adjusted your position on top of him so you could sink on his dick in reverse cowgirl.
James looked at you surprised but pleased. You never tried this and he was already excited just at the idea of you doing this. He optionally helped you, holding your butt.
"I hope...you're ready for the ride of your...life baby", you grabbed his hard dick to line it up with your entrance and you progressively sunk on it, stretching yourself at each inch, gasping to relax.
When you arrived at the base, you both moaned low, your legs even shaking a little due to the excitement. You were dreaming of this moment since yesterday and the anticipation made you wet all day.
James kept his hands on your butt and kissed your back, as a tender way to encourage you to move when you'll be ready. And after a few seconds, you started to move up and down on his dick, moving slowly first to stretch you more until you felt no resistance anymore and you could move a bit faster.
"Oh yes...mmh...feels good", you gasped as leaning a bit against James chest, your hands gripping the couch behind you, as his hands held your thighs to help you on your motions.
"Feels really good baby...all wet for me", he groaned, giving you a sidelong look and then looking down to watch how his dick were slowly thrusting hard into you with intense movements. "Move on my dick, c'mon".
You whimpered with a nod as you bounced a bit faster, knowing you sadly didn't have all the night to enjoy this. In ten minutes or less, his assistant would come and ask James to leave for the hotel and you didn't want to be disturbed.
"That's it baby", he commanded you with his hoarse voice, slightly panting, "enjoy my big dick inside your tight little pussy, feel how it stretches you out...that's what you wanted uh?". You nodded but he spanked your ass, encouraging you to move and use words.
"Say it!"
"Yes...I wanted your big dick so much James...", you cried out of pleasure and cried even more when you suddenly felt the rough touch of his index on your sensitive wet clit.
"You're so fucking wet baby, you dirty little whore...", he used circular motions around your bund of nerves, shaking it fast, "walking dressed up like a slut, craving for my old dick"
"Oh lord...", you panted hard, your head swinging backwards as you felt his member thrusting in you with a fervent pace, your pelvis moving frantically up and down.
"Are you gonna cum on me sweetheart?", he asked you with his guttural tone, feeling your walls contracting slowly around him. He could felt it with the rhythm you had chosen for bouncing on him and this encouraged him to rubbed your clit faster.
"Hum hum...", you only managed to mumble with a nod as you were breathing hard and quick. You didn't stop moving and the feeling of his tip hitting your spot mixing with the delicious feeling of his fingers on you guided you over ecstasy.
"Do it baby, I feel it's coming...I feel like how your tight pussy is taking hard my fat cock", he'd encouraged you with his dirty talk, "...fuck me...cum on me", and when you finally let go, the explosion came in a sudden.
The cry you let out was loud and high. You head felt backwards violently as your eyes rolled back behind your head. One of your hand assisted Jame's fingers so he'd keep his touch on you, you didn't want it to stop cause you were having a double orgasm. Something stronger than you ever felt before.
"That's it baby girl....", he'd praised you as didn't stop looking at you witnessing such pleasure.
The sensation you felt was thousand times stronger than usual and your legs started to shake but you succeeded to keep your balance till the end, moving slowly on his dick until the last drop of pleasure disappeared.
"Good girl", James chuckled erotically at you, slapping lovingly your pussy. You panted hard and just turned your head to kiss his temple, your body completely sweat. "You think you can handle it till I cum baby?".
You nodded, catching your breath the best you could, as you leaned more against his chest, your pelvis swinging backwards a little. You couldn't stayed on your legs anymore and you needed help. James moved a bit to welcome you on his lap and held your thighs so he could move beneath you.
"There you go...", he whispered as he started to thrust again, in slow motion this time, feeling he was already over the edge. He kissed your left side, his pelvis hitting your butt at each pound. He knew he could go too hard or fast now, you needed time to recover.
But you also knew time was running out and you wanted him to feel the same sensations you had. You didn't want this to be ruined by someone knocking on the door quite soon.
"Fuck me faster baby", you murmured, knowing he'd need this. James only groaned and thrusted harder into you, your wetness helping his movements. He closed his eyes and the movie of what happened started to play in his mind, arousing him and leading him to his own release. He saw you in this lingerie set, how this sexy underwear were looking good on your perfect body. He thought about your perfect tits he'd love to eat or you pleasing yourself on him...
"Oh god yes...", he'd mutter and you noticed he was about to cum soon, you could tell by reading his face.
"C'mon baby, I want you to cum on me", you whispered as kissing his cheek and temple. James turned his head and opened his eyes to look deep at you. "I want it...please", you begged and he simply nodded before a heavy and hoarse guttural sound came from his throat and mouth.
He quickly lifted your body to grab his dick, pulling it out to jerk himself off so he could cum on your pussy, his hot load being spit on you. You bent a little to take a look at it and moaned with him as you see how covered you'd be.
"God!", he groaned as the last drop of cum went out of his dick, landing on your swollen pussy as the rest of it slid slowly along your lips. You smiled and giggled as you looked at the mess he did on you. He panted loud, seeing stars as he recovered and you cupped his face with your hand to kiss his cheek.
All of sudden, you heard some knocks on the door. "Mr Hetfield, are you ready to leave?". You both jumped with the sound and then looked at each other with a knowing smile.
"Right on time", you giggled and kissed him lovingly...
A/N : Oh my god anon, yes that's absolutely yummy and sexy ! I really need him as well and I hope you'd like this one!! I think my brain took all control of me !
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carma-tjol · 11 months
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“To know you is to love you.”
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coquelicoq · 1 year
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i've been dying for a poll option ever since i saw my followers' answers to that text post from february 2022 asking people whether they pronounce beloved as "be-lov-ed" or "be-loved". many people were emphatic about only using one option, and many others use both but were not always able to articulate when they use 2 syllables vs. 3. so out of the goodness of my heart and my insatiable lust for knowledge i have gone through the notes on that post and written down some likely contenders! you're welcome!!!!
BEFORE YOU ANSWER! think about how you would pronounce beloved in the following syntactic contexts:
noun, talking directly to the beloved: hey there beloved
noun, talking about rather than to the beloved: my beloved lives in a pineapple under the sea
adjective in a noun phrase: my beloved x lives in a pineapple under the sea
verb participle: x is beloved by y
okay poll time! there are no wrong answers!! and apologies in advance if i didn't capture your truth, i only had 10 options and life is a rich tapestry!!
#oh man i could have easily come up with another 5-8 options but they cap you at 10. which is probably a good thing#one person said they say 'my be-lov-ed x' but 'my much be-loved x'. the only difference being the 'much'. couldn't fit that one on here#someone else said they use 3 syllables in a possessive noun phrase (my be-lov-ed x) but 2 if it's not possessive (the be-loved x)#one person said it depends on whether it's past or present & i wasn't exactly sure what that meant. 'x is beloved' vs. 'x was beloved'?#i also think there's likely a distinction for some people between 'x was beloved' and 'x was beloved by y' but couldn't get into that#oh and then there's 'beloved by' vs. 'beloved of'#and since some of these are syntactic distinctions and some are semantic or otherwise i'm sure there's a whole matrix of combinations#like '3-syll noun if it's a person but 2 if it's a thing. 2-syll adjective/verb participle for both people and things'#that was beyond the scope of this poll lol#but mostly why i'm so curious is because people will very emphatically say something that might not mean what they think it means#like for instance i got the impression that at least some of the people saying 'be-lov-ed when i'm talking to them‚ be-loved when i'm#talking about them' actually mean they use be-lov-ed as a noun and be-loved otherwise#and some of the people saying 'always 2 syllables' probably have exceptions that they weren't thinking of at the moment#in particular 'dearly beloved'#and i'm very curious to know if 3-syllable people still use 3 syllables in the construction 'he was beloved by all'#so i think people's answers might change when given a list of more detailed options#fun with pronunciation#prosody#my posts#also i stressed for so long about what to call beloved in the 'x is beloved by y' construction#but settled on verb participle because i think it's fairly descriptive and accurate#so hopefully that's not too confusing? like it is a verb participle but for a verb that doesn't exist anymore (other than the participle)?#and even in 'my beloved x' beloved is a verb participle being used as an adjective if you're thinking more etymologically#but a lot of people were distinguishing 'be-loved as a verb' from other forms and i assume what they meant by that was 'x is beloved'
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wen-kexing-apologist · 10 months
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Going Out
Whether you loved, liked, were neutral, or outright hated today’s Step by Step episode, I want to talk about one of my most favorite (and poignant) moments of today’s episode.
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This hand holding scene. 
But, wka, there are so many other scenes for you to focus on! You say. But, wka, there were multiple spicy scenes you need to do body language break down on. But, wka, last week you wrote a 20 page deep dive in to Pat’s psyche. Why are you hyperfixating on this four minute sequence???
BECAUSE THE SOCIAL COMMENTARY TEE AND THE REST OF THE PRODUCTION TEAM IS GIVING HERE IS BEAUTIFUL, BRILLIANT, AND LOWKEY MAKING ME EMOTIONAL GODDAMMIT. 
As someone with strong, deeply rooted beliefs in empathy, in connection, in harm reduction, I can firmly and sincerely say there are people who I consider a part of my community, who I care for deeply, who are my friends who are homeless, who are drug users, or who are homeless drug users. And having worked in harm reduction before let me tell you how truly wonderful and enraging it is to provide people basic services and treat them with basic goddamn dignity and respect and how genuinely surprised, uncertain, or overjoyed my unhoused and/or drug using loved ones are to have someone who actually cares about them. 
SO, I present those pre-emptive thoughts and personal background as proof of concept for what I am about to glean from this whole scene. 
The scene transitions from flirting to community service when Jeng asks Pat if he wants to come with him to give food to the homeless, and I don’t remember this but @bengiyo did but this is something Jeng has been doing since Episode 1, and it shows in the reception Jeng receives when he arrives to this spot under the bridge.
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The people who live here know Jeng, the people who live here like Jeng, he comes here often enough that he has established a rapport with their community and it is so so wonderful for me to see this nepo baby raised on rich bitch juice feeling comfortable and at ease with a group of people that society (at least Western society) almost always ignores, belittles, or downright dehumanizes. 
And if I wasn’t already impressed with how Jeng and Step by Step as a whole was handling its portrayal of cultivated relationships with unhoused people, Jeng takes this even further, when he hands the woman the rest of the food bags: 
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Now, this is a brief scene and we don’t get a lot of information at all about the people who are living here, but in my mind, or rather the indication I have for this interaction is that Jeng has identified a community pillar, trusts that community member, and is recognizing and valuing the autonomy of the community to distribute the rest of the resources they have been given. 
Most everyone Jeng handed food to wandered off and went about their night, leaving Jeng and Pat alone to sit and talk. Under a bridge. With homeless people nearby. Rather than leave. This is SO IMPORTANT TO ME. It is SO SO SO important to me that Jeng and Pat don’t just show up, hand out food, and immediately return to Jeng’s fancy car to drive back to Jeng’s fancy condo but that they stay and they talk here under the bridge, maintaining a respectful distance since Jeng and the rest of the people in this scene do not appear to have built a strong enough relationship to join them directly, but sharing space nevertheless.
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(I will not talk about barriers, I will not talk about barriers, I absolutely, positively will not talk about how Jeng has spent most of the show with a vertical line between him and Pat, and Put spent most of Episode 7 with vertical lines keeping him out of Pat’s world, and now that Pat and Jeng are an item, they are sitting together inside double barriers, boxing themselves in having a discussion on cruelty because they are still in the phase of their relationship where the two of them are in their own little world and hiding from the world at lar... FUCK I talked about the barriers) 
ANYWAY, I absolutely will not talk any more about the barriers and will instead begin my descent into madness in the form of The Proffering of the Hand. 
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The build up to this moment starts when Jeng and Pat settle down to talk. They are sitting as close together as they can be without physically touching, they are openly flirting, they are making prolonged eye contact. Basically, they are being very obviously gooey, and the community member who appears to be the closest to Jeng (this is the person who hugged Jeng when he arrived) comes up to him and Pat, and points out the drawing that he made and the similarities he sees between that drawing and the two of them. 
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The drawing is two stick figures of an undetermined gender (or if you want to read it this way, of a visually similar build [ie both people have triangle chests and short hair, no obvious breast tissue, no differentiation in color, they their faces are a little different but they are nearly identical] so you could call this a drawing of a same sex couple and it wouldn’t be wildly off-base, especially not with the original artist here telling Jeng and Pat they look like the drawing). For the sake of making me feel even stronger about my love for this scene, lets say this is a drawing of a same sex couple. 
Now the two lines this person says to Jeng and Pat are particularly striking to me: 
“This picture was drawn by me, you look the same” 
“It looks like us.”
Both of these lines are said by the artist. You can interpret that “it looks like us” line however you want to, but baby that’s queer to me. 
The artist walks away, leaving Jeng smiling softly to himself, thinking about it for approximately three seconds and then proffering his hand. 
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Now, Jeng and Pat have not…how you say….been particularly careful about maintaining appropriate distances from each other anywhere since they started jumping each other for sport, but the touches they give to each other in the workplace are secret, are hidden. Hands held between them on the computer in a cubicle where no one can see, arms pressed up against each other so they can be mistaken for just being cramped, footsie under the table away from prying eyes. 
Here, now, is the first time since they got together that Jeng overtly, publicly extends a hand to Pat in a move that cannot be mistaken as anything but romantic. Pat is, rightfully all things considered, a little apprehensive. 
“What is it?” he asks “It’s like the picture that he drew,” with a smile and a soft nod to his hand.
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Pat’s brow furrows, he looks to his right, where the people they visited are sitting, he looks to the left his eyes scanning for any other potential witnesses. Pat, who has been the person consistently approaching this relationship with the most caution, is initially hesitant to take Jeng’s hand; Is initially hesitant to confirm their relationship to one another with other people around. 
“No, people will see”
“No one will see” Jeng says, and I want to make it clear here that this is not a situation where Jeng is saying that the unhoused folks sitting nearby aren’t people. 
I interpret it more as there is no one around who would be unsafe for us to be visible to. 
Pat takes Jeng’s hand. Right here, out in the open, with people around him, he takes Pat’s hand in his outside of their houses, outside of Jeng’s car, outside. Outside. OUTSIDE. 
So why is this such a monumental occasion for me? 
I feel like I always say this, so eventually I have to make it happen, that I need to familiarize myself more with Thai social issues, because  I don’t know much about Thai homelessness, and which populations of people are disproportionately represented there. So when I saw this scene, the only way I could approach it was with a Western lens. And  I am comfortable running with my thoughts here using that Western lens because Pat references American homelessness in his conversion with Jeng. 
Which means, dear readers…
The first thing that came to mind for me when Jeng and Pat were visibly queer here was the disproportionate rates of homelessness in the queer community in the United States. 
Let me give you some quick (and very unfun) stats about homelessness and queerness in the United States:
40% of homeless youth are queer
Queer youth are 120% more likely to experience homelessness than non-queer youth 
In one survey, researchers found: 
8% of transgender adults surveyed had experienced homelessness in the past 12 months
3% of cisgender queer adults surveyed had experienced homelessness in the past 12 months 
1% of cisgender heterosexual adults surveyed had experienced homelessness in the past 12 months. 
All this to say, that there are close ties between queer people and homelessness. 
And there is something extremely, extremely powerful in Tee and co. recognizing and affirming that queer people can be safer sharing space with homeless people than they might be sharing space with salarymen at a corporate office. 
For a number of reasons, Pat and Jeng cannot come out at the office, even if that closet is glass. In huge part because a boss and subordinate relationship is a gross imbalance of power, but also because homophobia is rampant in that office. We saw it all the way in the beginning of the show, when Pat was asked if he was a top or bottom. We see it now, when Pat is overhearing his colleagues, his coworkers, that spent the beginning of his time at this office exploiting him to do their labor, saying awful, gross, disgusting shit about him and to him. 
“I didn’t think he’d be working on his knees” 
“Lick until you get your bonus”  These are things Pat is seeing, Pat is hearing in this place full of “people contributing to the betterment of society”, people who have stable housing, and cash to spare, and food to eat. People who aren’t looked down upon by society, people who reflect society’s current ideals and mindsets. The other queer people in the office clocked Jeng immediately, but Pat didn’t and neither did any of the straight employees in the office until Pat and Jeng started hanging around
each other more unable to turn off their heart eyes. Because Jeng is in a position of power, he dresses in traditionally professional clothing every day. Collared shirt of mild color, suit, tie, brown loafers. Compare him to Chot or Pat and you can see how Jeng blends in as straight to people who aren’t trained to clock that shit. Look at Jeng when he’s out of the office and hanging out around Pat, he is in denim, he is in white tank tops, he is wearing a chain. Jeng is putting armor on when he goes to the office. Pat and Chot don’t have that luxury. 
And as a result, Pat and Jeng can only be out and open at home. Until now. Until this moment.
Step by Step definitively established in this one scene, in under FOUR MINUTES that Jeng and Pat, two queer men were made to feel comfortable enough and free enough in this place in this space around people who are often villainized, who are often deprived of human rights, people who are often seen as deserving of their poverty and the treatment they get from others as a result, people who are frequently spoken about as being a negative impact on society (WHICH IS BULLSHIT BY THE WAY HOLY FU- *I am forcibly removed from my pedestal*) because queer people are often villainized, deprived of human rights, seen as deserving of the terrible treatment that they get, and are frequently spoken about as being a negative impact on society. 
And considering the statistics on how many homeless youth are queer, there is something to be said for the way the person who appears the youngest, or who at least is acting the youngest, is the person who initiates the interaction that signals to Jeng that they are safe here. That helps Jeng and Pat realize they can engage in a public display of affection here amongst people who understand. 
And that is one hell of a fucking statement to make if I do say so myself. 
Side Note 1: I was already leaning towards this show being a For, By, and About Queers show. This scene solidified that for me. 
Side Note 2: I am thinking about the BL trope of the BL Bridge, I think this was something that @absolutebl wrote about once, but please correct me if I am wrong. If you are new to BL or otherwise unfamiliar with the trope, it is essentially just a repeated theme in multiple BL shows where one of the couples kisses in front of famous bridges in Bangkok. It is notable that in a show like this that is For, By, and About Queers (and boy do I have more thoughts on when and where and how the connection between Jeng and Pat deepens over the last couple episodes in relation to the workplace and homophobia (see @bengiyo’s quick thoughts which will hopefully become bigger thoughts on queer people and corporate culture)) that Jeng and Pat’s first openly public display of affection happens not on the surface, not lit up by bridge lights, not where the whole world can see them. But underneath a bridge, hidden away with the rest of the people that society has shunned, looked down upon, dehumanized, ignored, and failed to support. 
(tagging @neuroticbookworm who is waiting patiently and @waitmyturtles because if I know one person on this website who is gonna add something incredible to a discussion of homelessness in this scene, it's gonna be my bestie.)
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utsukares · 1 year
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yusei and riku for anan mag
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kcuf-ad · 2 years
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I think I just found my favourite couple type.
One is a introverted badass that can not continue a conversation for more than 5 minutes and would kill anyone who even dares harming their loved ones.
And the other is an extroverted cute person, that can fuck up your shit, can be friends with anyone and loves their unsociable partner.
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eliseliedl · 1 year
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noweakergirl · 3 months
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dare I say... superior trope
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rainycat2 · 1 year
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Tidbits! I’m going through a backlog rn.
At request: trigger warning for blood, sword, blade, threat of death.
“Danny grinned, his teeth too sharp, blood and ectoplasm dripping through his lips as he faced the Joker, twisting his sword in his hand.
“You cannot kill me in a way that matters, Jack Napier,” he laughed. “You have millions after your soul, and who am I to deny my people?”
There’s a quiet over the comms in his ear, before Nightwing hesitantly speaks up.
“Did he… did he just quote Tumblr?”
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botanybulbasaur · 4 months
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how i felt reading Dreaming of Green Lake (https://archiveofourown.org/works/52123147/chapters/131832034)
(aka: stupid stuff from a story i really like that i drew at around 3 am in italy.)
YO DISCLAIMER!! ATTENZIONE!! This fic is really good and you should read it before you go into this :3 ALSO!! it’s part of a series, so you should probably read the first fic (also incredible) for context
that’s it man the goods are below the clip
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Escalation of Vertin’s sleeping place displacement was my favorite thing ever dude. 10/10 fic please read
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Since Young Royals is over I wanted to take a look at some characters and kinda explain how I interpret them as people. (this is hella long but I’m mostly praising the show and how they handled things cus I’m an optimistic girl who loves life)
First of all you have the students of Hillerska. Hated them.
Genuinely cannot stand most of them and I gotta be honest, I was cheering for the school to close down. The toxicity and pure classism that radiates of that school is sickening but I’m afraid not unrealistic. As Willhelm said it’s in the walls of that place, it’s impossible to get it out. Everyone in Hillerska loves to pretend everything is fine. As Wilhelm said EVERYONE IS FAKE. Not just Hillerska but the monarchy and that entire system is too. While there are most likely very close friendships in the school it seems like nobody really knows or tries to understand each other. They refuse to acknowledge the fundamental problems of the school and instead party and just see the school closing as a sad thing.
Vincent is a perfect example of that. I love how they showed that queerness never was a problem for him. Vincent was fine with Nils being queer cus it doesn’t directly effect the system. Simon being a socialist who can possibly talk about the issues of the school was. I also think that he sees August purely as his role. He sees him as a party animal and having connections to the royal family. That’s the role he fulfills so he’s confused as to why he wants to be more than that because position wise he’s in a perfect situation. Him not knowing what August wants as a person and not knowing his best friend was queer just shows to me how little they know each other. How superficial their friendship is.
Nils is interesting. He’s queer and him being a person of Color all give him an interesting position in the whole system. He probably has a little more empathy and is a little less out of touch than his friends (ex. he is the first person to talk about how fucked up their initiation was) but he chooses to ignore it. I think that for him the pros outweigh the cons because at the end of the day he’s still rich and at the top of the foodchain at hillerska so it makes sense that he has no desire to change anything. Which brings me to why I LOVE felice.
Felice is by far my favourite character (Simon is a close second). She very much could turn a blind eye to everything and be like everyone else but she doesn’t want to anymore. I think being a black girl in Hillerska gave her more sympathy and understanding of the problems but I think even then she could’ve dealt with it like Nils because lets be honest racism is everywhere. But she realises if it’s already this bad for her she can’t imagine how it is for the people of the lower class. It made her see how fucked the hierarchy is and realise how deep it is engraved in the school. She realises that not even her best friends want to truly understand her struggles because it’s awkward for them (I said in another post her friends weren’t as bad as Vincent but honestly they’re just as bad). That realisation made her not wanna go to New York. She doesn’t wanna ignore her problems like everyone else but face them head on and goes to Sara. The one person who at the end wasn’t fake to her.
Im absolutely in love with Sara and Felice’s relationship. They kinda parallel Simon and Wilhelm in a way because Sara was the first truly honest person in Felice’s life just like Simon was to Willhelm although Felice and Sara are the platonic version of that (and while I loved that it portrayed the importance of friendship, my lesbian ass was really wishing they would’ve kissed like the TENSION but that’s just me). I also think that’s why the betrayal of her with August was so painful. She couldn’t care less about August, she cared about the fact that the one person she thought she always could rely on did that to her.
I also loved Sara this season. She’s a very flawed person yes but you could always tell her apologies were sincere. You could tell she had strong feelings for August but she was able to put Felice’s, Simon’s and most importantly her own feelings first. I was really scared they were gonna make her and August get back together in the end (especially with the conversation about giving people second chances in reference to her dad being also possibly about August) but they made sure to stick with her character development.
That brings me to August. He’s a really interesting character to me and I never know how to feel about him. He has done some horrible shit and at first I wanted him to suffer or do something big to try to make things right and I didn’t like how he never truly got his karma but I like how open they left his character. He obviously has some issues (eating disorder, trauma from his initiation,…) but he doesn’t ever delve deeper into them. He acknowledges the things he does and is obviously very sorry but just like the rest of the people in Hillerska and the Monarchy he ignores the causes of it. He never acknowledges his eating disorder. He’s probably aware that he has a problem (cus Simon pointed it out) but ignores it. He ignores the reasoning Sara gives for them not working out and gives her solutions that in the grand scheme will not change things. He still has huge respect for Eric despite what he did to him and the fact that it clearly left lasting traumas and just brushes it off. He longs for the Crown Prince role not even thinking about the harm that it can cause him. I said that he didn’t get karma but that’s not true. I think that the Crown Prince title is a curse and even if Wilhelm didn’t mean it that way, I think he got his final karma at the end by passing that curse down to him.
I love how they handled Wilhelm and Simon. Wilhelm had just like the rest of Hillerska and the monarchy the tendency to ignore things. Simon was the one who had to give him a wake up call and break things off. Simon forced him to face reality. He didn’t understand why Simon saw the title of Crown Prince as such a curse. Everyone ( ex. His mother) around him kept saying how much of a privilege it was that he never took a step back to question if it really was such an honour. His mothers words were so deeply engraved into him that it took him a while to finally be able to hear Simon. Simon wasn’t the reason why he didn’t want to be the Crown Prince, he just made him realise he never wanted any of this in the first place. It was never about Simon it was the fact that Wilhelm as a person was never really for the Monarchy. He loves his mother and the connection to his brother but he finally was able to let it go. He knows his brother still would’ve loved him but the perfect image of his brother the Crown Prince is gone. I don’t think he’s ever gonna forgive August but he has let it go and given him the title he so desperately wanted. His hatred towards him is not strong enough to keep the title of Crown Prince. In the relationship he was the one who needed to change. Sure Simon also went through growth and had to have a lot of understanding but it was Wilhelm who had to realise his core teachings and the way he thought of life were very flawed. He had to be his own person outside of the system that held him down so desperately. And even the mother understands that. She will always be part of the monarchy but she acknowledges that it nearly destroyed her and realises that she doesn’t want that to happen to her son and lets him go.
Hillerska, the monarchy and the classist hierarchy is not gonna change. But some people can. That’s why I think in the end there was no song about revolution. They didn’t have one. Sara, Felice, Wilhelm and Simon were the ones who truly got away from everything. They were able to get away from the schackles of the system and leave it behind. Even if Hillerska did reopen I doubt they would go back. They didn’t revolutionise anything other then themselves. There wasn’t a revolution but an evolution of themselves.
I think that’s a beautiful message. You can’t always change the bad things around you but you can change the things about yourself that were caused by the bad things around you. You can do and be better even when the world isn’t.
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rarestdoge · 10 months
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@smoresthehalloweenqueen's Brutus has been rotting my brain I hate him so fucking much (affectionate)
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The Incorrect Quote Generator kept shipping them and it turned into this. They kith sock puppet style now 💙 Cam is collecting bitches like Pokemon cards and I live for it.
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