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flowerprose · 2 years

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PERSEPHONE

flower maiden & queen of the underworld

from namesake, a hades and persephone myth retelling in which hades is a skeleton, stripped of his godhood and powers, and persephone is a young flower maiden in search of her missing mother.

Role: Protagonist and POV character

Character Snippet: below the cut

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He wants her to call him husband, yet she cannot even think his name, like planting it will seed into something sinister and root into a permanent, festering shame. He knows little of her, except from what he spied in the shadows. Beautiful girl, he whispered from his hell-brambled chariot.

Beautiful girl, she was.

A girl once petaled in love, ruler only of rosariums and a nursery of deer. Obscured from men and war and glooming darkness, until even the earth sundered to their will, and plunged her down to the boneyard palace.

Kore, they marvelled, a God-grown wonder.

She studies her glove-cloaked hands, adorned with opalescent pearls. A gift from her captor; a token to appease her anguished heart. She has known only to obey; yes mother, no uncle, of course, certainly! When her captor displayed the seed-heavy fruit and gutted it with a knife, she sucked back the seeds with fervour—thank you for taking care of me.

A once-girl now thorned by womanhood, made anew when her hymen tore and a veil of silvery webs, latticed with bone, crowned her pink mane.

Persephone, they sentenced her as queen.

Marriage isn’t a love-woven contract; she knew that much from her days in the sun-washed meadow. Her captor ruled a plain; he was a queen-maker, like her father, like the sea-faring Poseidon. When he sits upon the bone-stitched mantle of his throne, she tries to meet his gaze. Sorrow is the same as mirth to him, so all he can manage is the flex of a waning smirk. His eyes eat away the dull glow of the candlelight, drowning them as shadows do.

“You can make hell a darling place,” her now-King offers. “Fix it to your liking.”

Grow an eden over bone and rot and carrion flowers. Garden the dead. Tame them as her mother weaved grain, commanded the crops to prosper, noosed the reigns of life around her delicate wrists.

She could feel her mother’s despair even now; like how twins could sense the other’s sorrow, tethered by fate’s thread. It mirrored the dread storming in her lungs. Every breath eclipsed by barbaric sadness, hinged on a bone-sunk sob. Kore was dead: and whatever corpse she left behind knew little about how to live on.

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kumquats-are-gay · 5 months

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sparing with Johnny, and you pin him down only to find that he's rock hard, maybe some teasing/sex? idk idk

(TF YOU MEAN “idk”?? THIS PROMPT IS HEAT AND I’M ‘BOUTTA COOK!! 🔥💯😤)

Johnny Cage x gn!reader (SFW/NSFM)

NOTE: This will be a two-parter because I just couldn't wait to post what I had already, lmao. This first part only has sexual themes and foreplay, while the second part will have actual smut (also, while this first part is totally GN, the second part will be mentioning afab anatomy, but I will still be using GN pronouns). I'm sorry this took so long to get to; I've been working almost every day for the past two weeks and ya girl is tired, lol. Was super excited to write for this though! :D

ALSO I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE HOW ACTUAL FIGHTING WORKS I JUST MADE SHIT UP LMAO PLS DON'T COME AT ME

Pasted straight from Google Docs and NOT proofread, so please excuse any grammatical/continuity errors/syntax and formatting. I am also still VERY much an amateur writer so pls go easy on me <3

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51869623

Come On With a Come-on

For a ‘professional’, Johnny Cage is about the least professional person you’ve ever met. Propriety must be a foreign concept to him with how frequently he flirts with you, especially on set—you know, in front of all of your colleagues and crew? The man was shameless in his relentless pursual of you, like a goddamn dog with a bone. And worst of all? You liked it, and this fact frustrated you to no end.

How could you possibly be attracted to someone who is so insufferably arrogant, loud-mouthed, and impossibly far up his own ass? An ass that, admittedly, you find yourself staring at whenever you think he isn’t looking. But, because you’re an actual professional, you’ve rebuffed his every attempt to seduce you thus far. Plus, you had a reputation to keep and dignity to hold onto; you weren’t sullying either when the likely outcome would involve your face and name on countless tabloids.

Without warning, his stupid, smug, and incredibly handsome smile invades your mind, and you suddenly find yourself wanting nothing more than to punch it off of his unfairly chiseled jaw.

…or maybe kiss it off.

“Grah!” you abruptly shout while burying your hands in your hair, momentarily tugging at the roots in annoyance. God, you had a problem.

Bzzt.

“Huh?” You look down at your hip where your phone had just buzzed in your pocket. You pull it out and flick your finger across the screen to unlock it, then tap on the messaging icon.

Johnny Cage: Hey, wanna spar later? 👊👊

You raised a brow. You and Johnny worked in the same sphere for a reason. Action films were your guys’ bread and butter since the both of you knew how to fight as well as do your own stunts.

You and Johnny hung out casually here and there, but the two of you had never sparred before. You sensed an opportunity in his proposal, though: an effective way to get your frustration out on the source of said frustration. Shrugging, you figure, ‘why not?’

You: Yeah, I’m down. But I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into b/c I won’t be holding back!

Johnny: Woah, don’t go threatening me with a good time ;)

Your stomach twirled in unbidden delight at the cheeky response, and you internally chastised yourself for being so easily affected by this man. You and Johnny sorted out the details of your meetup—his place, late afternoon—and returned your phone to your pocket. You would just have to kill some time until then.

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“Of course you would have your own gym, and of course it’s fuckin’ huge,” you joked with a bit of sarcasm, yet enough lightheartedness as to not offend. Though, you doubt Johnny could be so easily offended; he’s got way too much self-confidence (for better or for worse) to be put down that easily.

“Oh, honey, you haven’t seen ‘huge’ yet,” he boasted with a smirk. The wink that followed did nothing to abate the heat that was slowly taking over your body, but you did your best not to let the effects show. Since when were easy, immature innuendos such a turn on for you? You just closed your eyes and shook your head.

“Alright, I am definitely knocking you on your ass for that one.”

“Hah, see if you can, sweetheart!”

The two of you stood in your respective corners and took your stances. One quick little countdown later, and the game was on.

You knew Johnny was a very good fighter being a martial arts expert and all, but you didn’t realize he was that good. In all honesty, you figured he was more bark than bite, and that you’d have no real problem going toe-to-toe with him. Unfortunately, it seems like you may have underestimated him. It turns out that Johnny Cage was one of the rare few you had met who could back up their arrogance. Bully for you.

Furthermore, this shithead was fighting dirty! Well, okay—technically he wasn’t fighting dirty. He was just talking after all, and there’s nothing wrong or “illegal” with that. But it was a dirty tactic regardless, and it only infuriated you further with how helpless you were to try and block him out.

You pivot sharply on one foot and use the momentum to lift and swing the other around, aiming the kick at his head. You expect him to duck under such a high-reaching maneuver—maybe he’d follow up with a low sweep with your single foot planted on the ground—so you prepare yourself to counter this. See, before you went into acting, fighting was your primary activity; you won many tournaments and managed to make a decent living off of it. One of the main things you were known for were your notoriously powerful kicks; few would risk trying to outright block them rather than moving out of the way.

You must have forgotten who you were up against; that was the only reasonable explanation for your short-sightedness. You were not distracted by him or anything like that, thank you very much. Johnny-fucking-Cage just lifts an arm and grabs your leg. With one hand. Like it was nothing.

The impact creates a loud smack! that briefly leaves you dumbfounded; you felt the force of that blow against his palm, and it was enough to leave the skin there tingling unpleasantly. Johnny didn’t look phased in the least bit with a crooked smile dancing across his handsome features, just gripping your ankle. Casually. Like you weren’t currently being held in the near-vertical splits.

Johnny took this fleeting opportunity to give you a quick once-over, and his smile only grew. “Nice legs,” he quipped, “bet they’d look a lot nicer over my shoulders.” You openly gaped at his brazenness, and he used your shock to his advantage, flipping you in one fell swoop. You grunted when your back hit the mat underneath you, but the heat that overwhelmed your person (caused by your anger and fury, obviously) had you back up in a flash.

“Best two out of three,” you nearly seethed. Johnny had the audacity to appear as anything but intimidated. In fact, he seemed rather amused.

“You know, you’re like, really hot when you’re mad.”

You nearly flung yourself at him in a mindless bout of rage, but caught yourself only a split moment before you could make such a devastating mistake. A delightful idea quickly sprang to mind—two could play at this game.

You kept up the facade of indignation and outrage in order to trick Johnny into thinking that you actually were going to make that blind charge at him. You stepped off of your dominant foot, using the momentum to make a lunge for him. He braced himself to counter your head-on attack, but you feigned right at the last possible second, swiftly gripped his shoulder with your left hand, and brought your right leg in against the back of his knee to buckle it. Johnny was quick to recover, though, keeping enough of his balance to twist and grapple with you as his leg nearly gave out.

Ah, so it was time for plan B.

Before he could finish off the move, you brought your face right up to his, making sure that the two of you were making eye contact, and looked at him with sensual purpose. It was almost enough to disarm him, so to ensure you had the upper hand, you threw him another curveball with a breathy, “I wonder if you fuck as good as you fight.”

That did the trick. Johnny’s mind was sent reeling with your seemingly out-of-pocket comment, and you jumped at the chance to knock him flat on his ass. Johnny got the wind knocked from him as he landed with a resounding thump. Not wasting a minute, you straddled yourself across his hips and held his wrists against the floor mat. While Johnny had more raw strength than you, you hoped that the KO would leave him dizzy enough to keep him subdued.

“Ha! Gotcha!” you barked out in triumph. Johnny just blinked up at you in a daze as his response. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the taste of your own medi-” you had cut yourself off when you felt something stiff beneath your pelvis. ‘What…? Wait, is he…’

“Are you hard right now?!” you squawked incredulously. Johnny just shrugged his shoulders and gave you an audacious smirk, as if to say, ‘Uh, yeah I guess so. What about it?’ You were flabbergasted. “I can not believe you right now!” You released his wrists and made to get up, but he grabbed your hips before you could get away. Damn it, his body was so warm, and…holy shit he felt big.

“Woah now, hang on just a tick,” he spoke like he was trying to soothe a startled horse. This fucking asshole! Why, just why did you have to fall for him? “It is very difficult not to pop a boner when I’m getting up close and personal to the most gorgeous person I know,” he spoke with an immense amount of charm and a surprising measure of sincerity. Your eyes widened comically before you squinted at him with a healthy amount of suspicion.

“Oh, really now? And I don’t suppose you’ve used that line with every other person you’ve taken to bed, hm?”

Johnny just sighed like he was the exasperated one here. “Darling, I’ve been laying it on thick for half a year now. There’s no way I’d still be after you just to get into your pants.” He looked at you with this sort of ‘duh’ expression on his face, like he couldn’t possibly understand your confusion. “I mean, don’t get me wrong: you’ve got just the kind of body that I love,” he added, and you nearly clocked him then and there, but you relaxed again as he spoke further, “but I’ve come to really like spending time with you. There’s never a day that I don’t look forward to working with you on set, you know.” And, just like that, you felt like the stupidest person on the planet for denying yourself something that you evidently could have had for a long time now.

You hung your head low and shook it from side to side in disappointment of yourself. You fool. You buffoon. You absolute imbecile. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me.” Johnny took this the wrong way, looking offended, and opened his mouth to say something. However, you were quick to shut him up with a short yet firm kiss of which he wasted no time in returning. He ground his hips against yours in short, desperate thrusts like there would never be another chance to do so, and you eagerly mirrored his movements like they might be your last. Without warning, he rolled the two of you over to flip your positions. Sprawled out beneath him with your hands held beneath his own, Johnny thought you looked like a dream.

“By the way, I think you’ll find that not only do I fuck as good as I fight, but I fuck like I fight, too—hard n’ fast,” he intoned in a voice nearly an octave deeper.

You squirmed in anticipation at his words, and retorted with equal huskiness, “let’s see it then.”

#mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage x y/n #johnny cage x you #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat x y/n #mk1 #mk1 johnny cage

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caseyqdilla · 10 months

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Always Prepared

A/N: I tried to stick to the way @oneforthemunny wrote Mafia!Eddie as much as possible. I hope y'all like it!

CW: mentions of smut, a few smooches, and fluff. I think that's all.

WC: 1,461

🌊- you. Eddie. water balloon / water gun fight. How does it start? choose your weapon lol. Who wins? what’s the prize ;) ? Is it just you two or others?

You’d heard Eddie on the phone, with who you’d assumed was Wayne, as you woke up and made your way to the bathroom.

“Yes sir, I’ll be there in about 15 minutes, I just have to finish getting ready and say goodbye to kitten.”

Your assumption was proved correct as you heard his gruff reply though the speakerphone, “You’d better hurry boy, don’t wanna lose daylight.” before he hung up abruptly.

Eddie rolled his eyes, knowing that Wayne meant that he most likely wouldn’t just be making improvements to his trailer, but probably to the whole damn trailer park. Not that he minded, not at all; Eddie remembers where he came from and he knows that everyone in the park takes care of one another. He just wanted to spend one of his rare days off with you.

He met you as you exited the bathroom, a small sleepy smile on your face that warmed his heart. “Good morning kitten.” he cooed as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I’m gonna go help Wayne, and probably the rest of the park,” he added with a huff of laughter, “but I’ll be back as soon as I’m done.” he promised with a sweet peck to your lips.

Your smile grew at his tenderness, “Okay my love, just be careful.” you both hugged for a moment, not wanting to leave the other’s embrace, then he reluctantly made his way to one of his many cars.

You eagerly waited for him to pull out of the driveway before you jumped into action. You’d convinced a very bored Jeff and Freak to join Eddie at the trailer park to help Wayne and the rest of the park. Saying that you knew Eddie and Wayne would need help, regardless of their protests. Then there was Gareth, the most stubborn of Eddie’s right hand men. You and Gareth don’t always see eye to eye - mainly cause of the off handed comment he made about your cookies, but you definitely don't hold a grudge…like at all - but you knew he had a soft spot for your sweet angel babies. Your boys, so you asked him to take them on a looong walk; he’d jump at it. So now that Eddie’s allies were out of the way, your plan could commence. You donned the cute camo outfit you’d put together along with a battle vest that matches Eddie’s, then set out to put your arsenal in place.

Normally it was you and Eddie against the world, but today he was on his own; whether he knew it or not.

See you weren’t allowed, and truthfully didn’t really want to be, around while he worked and made plans for work. However, Eddie liked to make sure you could take care of yourself should the need arise. He also took extra precaution to make sure that you’d never have to use this knowledge. He made you feel safe and loved, but a part of you wanted to show that you had been listening to everything he told you; despite the fact that most of those impromptu lessons ended with you bent over his desk, on your knees, or him between your legs.

You had it all planned out, took in every possibility just like he taught you. Your ammunition, the dozens of water guns that you’d bought along with the arsenal of water balloons, all put strategically where you knew you’d be posted however the scenario unfolded.

Knowing what Eddie would likely think or do, you’d put decoy weapons in place. These being, for lack of better terms, water cannons that were bone dry. At the bottom of the buckets they were in though, the smallest water pistols you could find which of course are the ones that are filled. Safe to say, you were downright giddy ready to ambush your lovely boyfriend. You couldn’t help but worry though that he’d react poorly, knowing he always expects the worst; which in his line of work you know is hard to get out of that mindset. You just wanted him to have a little fun though, he needs it every once in a while and you’re gonna make sure he gets it dammit!

As you put the last bucket of water in place, you heard the sound of gravel crunching as Eddie and the boys returned from helping Wayne.

“I feel like that's a little suspicious, that she went out of her way to convince you guys to come help Wayne and me.” you heard Eddie voicing his skepticism.

“Hmm, maybe since he thinks I’m up to something, this won’t go poorly.” you thought to yourself.

“Maybe she just wanted you to finish faster so that she could spend more time with you.” Freak added sweetly in your defense, you smiled softly; he’s such a romantic deep down.

“Nah, it’s a lil sus dude.” Jeff agreed with Eddie, having you stifle a laugh. Just then, as you hoped it’d plan out; Gareth arrived with your boys back from their walk.

After filling everyone in on why he took the boys on a walk, Eddie took this as confirmation of his suspicions.

“Alright no, she’s definitely up to something.” he determined after Gareth finished talking. Knowing his crew would be outside and ready in case it was anything different, he gave his piece and side piece to them and told them to wait outside while he entered the house, “I think she wants to play.” he thought out loud.

He thought about all the ways he’d ambush someone, the front door is too obvious so he’s for sure not going that route. He also is aware that you know he goes through the side door when he comes home dirty or bloody. He smirks as he thinks, the patio.

As he passed the side door and got a glimpse inside, his suspicions were again confirmed as he saw the huge water cannons waiting. “That little sneak.” he thought to himself as he carefully pulled one out of the bucket closest to the door without making too much noise. “She had to of heard the tires on the gravel, so she's most likely by the front door, just waiting.” grinning as he progressed further to the patio door.

Unbeknownst to him, he did exactly what you’d hoped he would. Using his own logic and slight paranoia against him you grinned to yourself as the patio door slowly opened then waited for him to get into your target area. Which was the specific area you essentially waterproofed knowing it would get drenched.

Before Eddie could call out your name, you’d unleashed your mightiest battle cry as you dumped the droves of water balloons on him, absolutely soaking him and turning his hair into a curtain in front of his face. You cackled loudly as you revealed yourself smugly, “Welcome home my love!” you’d said so sweetly from your dry perch on the stairs.

He parted the curtain of hair now in front of his face, he couldn’t lie he was kind of impressed.

“You did good kitten,” he said with faux sweetness as he lifted his water gun cannon, “but you made a rookie mistake, leaving a weapon where your target could get one!” he finished smugly pulling the trigger expecting you to be drenched in your cute little outfit…only for nothing to happen.

You smugly sauntered up to him, bucket full of water in hand and poured the ice cold water over his head, eliciting a sharp gasp from him prompting yourself to effectively run for your life.

“Oh that’s it kitten, it’s on!” he yelled through chattering teeth as you cackled running away. As usual though, Eddie was faster than you and he scooped you up and took you to the vat of water that you’d been filling your water weapons with and dumped you in making you squeal as you continued laughing.

You chased the others around after you’d called a truce between each other, your sweet angel babies had a blast running and being able to play with everyone. Jeff, Gareth, and Freak all had fun too, laughing till their sides hurt. You were happy to be able to have a little fun with them all, your family.

After you cleaned up the mess, showered, and got into bed he pulled you close and whispered with faux annoyance, “No more tactical lessons for you kitten.” you both giggled as your eyes got heavier.

“Thank you for today Ed, it means a lot.” you said quietly as you snuggled into his side with a smile on your face.

He smiled and kissed your temple as you settled in to sleep, knowing that you concocted today for everyone to have fun.

#munnysummergame #oneforthemunny #munnytalks #mafia!eddie munson #eddie munson #mafia!eddie munson x reader

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beautifulpersonpeach · 1 year

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Hi, I know you're resting now, I wanted to share my opinion about the album. I noticed that there are five tracks in Face and they are so similar to the 5 stages of acceptance. What do you think about it? Perhaps my question is incoherent, I am writing it through a google translate.

Ask 2: FACCE IS SAURRR GOOODD!! 😭😭😭 WHEN IS THE REVIEW BPP?

Ask 3: Which remix is your fav?? I think beans and toast won this won

Ask 4: Bpp Imma need to go to SK and hold Jm hostage…I need him to make more music…Im going crazy Hes not my bias or my bias wrecker but hes wrecked me…I cant believe that he made my soty my aoty…I just wish the album had more songs…Like crazy is crazy good!!!!

Ask 5: BPP, hi!

I was hoping JM would show us a bit of his true self in his new album. And did he, huh? That MV and song reeks of homosexuality. I know it's simething ARMYs do not talk about. But... What do you think?

Ask 6: So did Jimin really end kpop for you BPP? Which song is you’re favourite? ☺️ He’s blown my mind at least. It’s Instant AOTY for me!!!!!! I hope Like Crazy is promoted really harf because I think it has really good potential It’s my favorite in the album ☺️

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Hi Anon(s),

Before we get into it...

...I have a bone to pick with Jimin.

I don’t understand what Jimin thinks he’s doing not putting Letter on Apple Music or Spotify. Like, why does he think that’s a good idea? Does anybody know? This song is so perfect - Jimin's lush vocals harmonizing with Jung Kook's is beautiful - Letter needs to be available on as many platforms as possible. See, these are the kind of choices the tannies make that just causes me to laugh because yeah these hidden songs are 'gifts to fans' but it's also a crime against all that is good and honest in this world to keep it off channels those fans will gladly pay for? The fact Ddaeng is still stuck in Soundcloud purgatory is reason enough to kidnap Bang PD's nephew and sell him to the mafia, far as I'm concerned. The only reasons I haven't done it yet because kidnapping is illegal in my country, the Cosa Nostra require a blood oath, and Jin wouldn't like delays to his game update.

Letter is Promise all grown up, a little wiser and more developed, and I hope in every subsequent album Jimin releases for the rest of his career, that there is a version of Promise, a song that feels like Jimin - comforting, easy, warm, simple, and beautiful. Listening to it I'm so thankful Jimin exists. (Yes Jimin, I'm that fan who is simply happy you're alive - Pixid reference, so for anyone who hasn't watched it yet I've linked it here).

FACE is a solid 8.1 / 10.

(Are you streaming?)

It's a great thing Jimin has been so forthcoming in talking about the process and his reasons for making the album, the songs on it, as well as how he had key input on the choreography. I strongly suggest everyone watch his live (linked here - I should probably also mention the English subs aren't up yet, just FYI). Jimin has been very clear about what he's communicating in FACE so I won't tarry on it.

My favourite songs in order of least to most:

5) Like Crazy

4) Face Off

3) Letter

2) Alone

1) Set Me Free Pt 2

Something about each song in reverse order with the exception of Letter - for Letter, see mafia case above.

Set Me Free Pt 2

This is the best song on the album.

Alone

There are two reasons why SMF Pt 2 comes out on top over Alone though Alone in many ways is the superior song. (1) The production (including the use of autotune) in SMF Pt 2 is incredible, and (2) because Alone ends on too disturbing a note for me to dwell on, knowing that it has come from Jimin.

Everything about Alone is perfect. The way the song begins with piano, then guitar, and then drums. Jimin’s voice. That man’s voice seriously fucks with my head. It’s the way I feel every time Yoongi twitches his voice when he’s being particularly nasty. Or anytime I hear Joon’s adlibs in a song. Or what happens in my head every time Hoseok slathers his vocal inflections with grit. I don’t know if I’m making sense, but what I mean to say is that Jimin’s voice during the entire song feels like a gift. It draws you in. And then you hear what he’s singing about...

It’s heartbreaking.

I can’t abide the thought that this is something Jimin went through recently, and that I relate in a very personal way. The emotions expressed in Alone feel too raw, too scary, and too real, and while that could point to a worrying state of mind in its author, I think Jimin’s idiosyncratic bluntness and clarity of speech in Alone shows the state of someone who still reflects often, is self-aware and also resilient.

Still, it’s a sad song to hear, an even sadder one to sing, but it is one of the most powerful and beautiful songs I’ve ever heard.

(He's a problem)

Face Off

I appreciate the vision Jimin had for this song. Starting with the gag of him playing the Flea Waltz in the intro - the song the members have teased Jimin with repeatedly by saying it's the only song Jimin knows how to play on the piano - Jimin used that common (good-natured) taunt and then weaponized it in a song putting those who have crossed him in their place. It's clear by the second verse when Jimin raps that he's pushing himself to express what he means in as many ways as possible. He's challenging himself and sending a message, and that I can respect.

Anon in ask 1 who talked about the album showing the five stages of grief, I agree sort of. If we were to assign a response to each song, I'd say...

Face Off is Anger

Like Crazy - Denial (though bargaining works too)

Alone - Depression

Letter - Acceptance

(PJM2 will be madness)

Like Crazy

This is my least favourite song on the album because it never really develops, but it's also not supposed to. Jimin has said he wanted to express a dreamlike state in Like Crazy, and he does that impeccably well. The song leans into its 80s groove, heavy padded synths, something reminiscent of if Foster The People and The Weeknd made a song together. The thing about dreamlike states is that they lull your mind, and one easy way to create that effect is repetition and monotony. Think about why someone trying to hypnotize someone else tries to keep their voice steady, calm, and monotone. So, many times listening to Like Crazy I wanted the song to go somewhere, to become fuller or less predictable, but that would kill the trance so it didn't. While it's not my preference, I can appreciate Jimin's commitment to the idea of the song.

It's a great track even then. I sometimes listen to it right after Big Man, Little Dignity by Paramore.

Speaking of Like Crazy, there's been much ado about about Jimin's sexuality, queer-coding, etc in the song and so Anon in ask 5, I see where you're coming from.

Jimin is queer. I don't know what else there is to say about it or why even the mere possibility of Jimin being queer should generate the amount of fuss/discourse it does. It's possible I'm wrong of course, but like you Anon I don't think I saw Jimin even stand straight once during the entire MV. There’s not a single straight thing about this guy.

For the sticklers, perhaps the more diplomatic way of saying it is, 'many of us strongly suspect Jimin is queer.'

(What a stunner)

Jimin seems very pleased with his first album and this is my favourite thing about the last few weeks. Watching him for the last nine years, it's gratifying to see how he has fully embraced himself, his limitations, his pride, his vices, his virtues... Jimin is a strong tenacious person and in making this album, he turned that intensity inwards, towards learning to love himself. The result is five great tracks, and I'm eager to see what more he will show us in the future.

#Anon in ask 3 my favourite remix is the UK Garage one #so you and me both #I always thought JK would be the first to wreck my bias list #then Jimin dropped SMF Pt 2 and he's come very close #but he's still got some ways to grow and improve #still #FACE is such an experience #I'm thankful for Jimin #jimin #park jimin #jimin FACE

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lily-orchard · 3 months

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So I finally started playing the Mass Effect trilogy after you spoke so lovingly about it. I just adore the series (I would die for Garrus and Tali). But there’s something that’s been bothering me for a while. Does it ever feel like the devs overestimated how much fans would really like Liara? I was practically blindsided with how she claims she has feelings for Shepard the second time I’d initiated a conversation with her. But then you turn her down and she keeps coming back, and it always feels like she’s just there wanting to bone Shep, even to the point that you can cheat on or with her with little no consequence from her. Her romance feels more fetishy than the others, and even their friendship feels forced.

Maybe it’s because I don’t find Liara particularly interesting, especially compared to other characters, but was this something you ran up on when you played the trilogy? It’s weird to me that she’s such a fan favorite with how bland her character is but maybe I’m being too critical of it.

There's a reason Garrus and Tali were so popular that BioWare made them romanceable in the next game.

The fact that Garrus, Wrex and Tali weren't romanceable meant that their banters with Shepard had to be based on something other than romance. So they actually got to discuss things without it always coming back to "Hey why the sudden interest, wink wink nudge nudge say no more?"

As a result, by the time they are romanceable, there's an existing friendship to build upon. Tali gets really flustered when she accidentally admits her feelings, and in ME2 even admits she had a juvenile hero worship of Shepard after she saved her on the Citadel, but that turned into genuine affection as they became friends and fought together and Shepard showed her genuine care and concern that Quarians aren't accustomed to.

Garrus is really forthcoming with Shepard in a way that makes people go "Oh... oh no he's cute." Especially since Shepard and Garrus are constantly using the worst pick up lines they can think of on each other, it's fucking adorable.

It helps that Garrus and Tali are the only two Squadmates who are on the Normandy in every game.

Liara really suffers from "Debut Game Romance Syndrome." ME3 characters introduced and romanceable in ME3 also have this problem. Because dev time is limited and every character is expensive to put on screen, characters have to get through as much potential content as possible in very little time. Especially in ME1 where the framework for the entire game had to be built from the ground up.

Liara, Kaiden AND Ashley all suffer from this, they all come on to Shepard rather quickly (there are literally only 4 mandatory story missions in ME1, reminder) and by the time the Normandy is locked down, your love interest is talking to you like you've been together for a while. So the pacing is completely fucked because there's a ton of dialogue that the game has to account for the player possibly missing and carrying on anyway.

But where Liara suffers is from marketing. Her entire reason for being in the game was to advertise "lesbian sex with sexy blue alien lady." So she's always signalling immediately to Shepard that she's interested. The hilarious part is that this crosses wires with Liara's dialogue about the Protheans, so it always feels like Liara isn't so much interested in Shepard as she is the Prothean cipher in her head. Like if she could extract Shepard's brain and fuck that, she would.

Certainly recontexualizes the way she's all woozy and light headed every time she mind-melds with Shepard. You're welcome for that cursed imagery.

Liara isn't much of a character beyond that. She gives expository dialogue, tells you to go to Ilos, and talks about how 'fascinating' Shepard is. She represents the problems with the way the Asari are designed and written as a whole. And she doesn't come into her own as a character until Mass Effect 3. Even in Mass Effect 2 she has to change personalities to become harsher and more openly pragmatic.

But honestly I don't think she's oversold. She's barely in Mass Effect 2, and BioWare tends to put Garrus and Tali front and centre over Liara.

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mihrsuri · 1 month

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20 questions for fic writers

I was tagged by @isagrimorie - thank you darling <3333.

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 234

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 364,199

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently: The Tudors (TV), Shadow and Bone/Grishaverse, Tamora Pierce (largely Tortall at the moment but also Emelan), West Wing, Hunger Games (mostly in the form of a lot of Fandom AUs set in the Hunger Games) and Narnia. But I’ve written for a lot of others including Criminal Minds, Pundit RPF, Band of Brothers, Scarlet Pimpernel (1998), Spooks/MI5, The Hour, Doctor Who (Nu!Who) and Star Trek Discovery.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Undertow (co-authored) (Criminal Minds, Rossi/Hotch) - The very short version: Dave gives Aaron a back-rub.

It’s not because of you (it’s because of me) (Ted Lasso, Jamie Tartt) - Brian Symonds was - fuck is one of the best youth talent coaches in the country it’s just he’s also been arrested and all Jamie can think is fuck (one take on Jamie’s backstory)

Five times out of many david rossi realised he was happily doomed (Criminal Minds, Rossi/Hotch) - Basically what it says on the tin. Five ways David Rossi knew that he was totally totally doomed in the best possible way in regards to the way he loved these kids

To dwell in enchantment (Criminal Minds, Rossi/Hotch) - It doesn't make the world any less messy, but it does make a balance, this family he has. David Rossi, coming home from work.

If i could go back (co-authored) (criminal minds/ncis/csi: ny, rossi/hotch) - It's the day of Derek's high school graduation, and Jason Gideon is standing at the bottom of the porch steps, trying not to hope.

5. Do you respond to comments? I do my absolute best (sometimes sadly spoons :/) but I appreciate every single one of my kind comments.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I think it might be Hope Deferred Maketh Something which features Jason Gideon/Toby Ziegler, an apocalypse set in a diner in New York (I actually think the larger world is hopeful but these characters specific corner of the apocalypse is Very Much Not).

Oh no wait also In Pardoning That We Are Pardoned which is a Spooks fic in which a certain episode The Thing Is Real.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hi Tudors OT3 Verse. Just in general. It’s not that there’s a conflict free path but it’s very very much a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Very little but I have, yes and I will be honest it did get to me. And I am still working through it but moderating comments has helped a lot. And it was honestly barely anything compared to what so many people have to deal with.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes and also kind of no. I used to write it more and then uh, Trauma Brain. I can’t have sex because of CPTSD reasons and apparently writing sex is also triggering except sometimes the fictional people (or the fictional representations of fictional depictions of historical people) still do in fact have sex and so I write it. But it’s Weird (I think I do okay for never having had consensual sex though).

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I think I actually write more fusion AUs than crossovers in some ways but I have in fact written a Sherlock-L&O: UK-Thick Of It-Pundit RPF-Modern Tudors-Criminal Minds Multiverse cc @bibliothekara

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? I was going to say I have but I actually don’t know/recall for sure so I’m going to say no. I have had podfic made of my fic though which is So Cool. (I would be delighted if anyone wanted to translate though).

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have! Fantastic experience. Also just tossing AUs/ideas back and forth in general is So Much Fun and one thing I really loved about LJ fandom.

14. What's your all time favorite ship? I mean there’s Faramir/Eowyn my beloveds.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Into The Fire (The Tudors Scarlet Pimpernel AU). It’s going to get so dark and I’m not sure I actually want to go there because a bunch of people are going to die.

16. What are your writing strengths? Characters and like, description and emotion.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Dialogue.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I’d want to double check really carefully with someone who actually speaks the language in question (I’m currently checking about thou/thy formal versus intimate usage and that’s for English which I speak) before I did.

19. First fandom you wrote for? The first fandom I published fic for was The Bill. It was, perhaps not surprisingly angst and whump centric (before I knew what that was but) and may survive somewhere on the internet via the Wayback Machine.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Several:

With Snow Far Below (Band of Brothers, Roe/Renee) - Renee thinks in terms of snow and chocolate

Monuments, Historical & Contemporary (Criminal Minds/Pundit RPF, ensemble) - How they could build statues and memorials and think that by paying homage after the fact, they were doing an honor.

I Am A Princess On The Way To My Throne (Skyfall 2012, Severine) -Severine. And the way it could have been (written because aspects of her story are mine and I unashamedly wanted a different ending for her)

Such A Time As This (Tudors, Anne Boleyn) - "You have come to your royal position for such a time as this" or a retelling of the story of Queen Esther with Anne Boleyn as a Mizrahi Jewish lady.

We Rise Together (TWW, CJ Cregg) - CJ was kidnapped, not Zoey.

Once I Fall In Love (It’s Forever) (Kushiels Legacy, Phedre and Delaunay) - She loved him as she did me. The realisation had come suddenly, a shock [AU mini fic for Kushiel's Dart]

Karma Is My Family (Grishaverse, Inej) - Inej smiles at her friends who are her family, warm and full of love. Smiles at her husband, who has never possessed her or owned her - has never thought of their love that way - only as two hearts shared. [Inej and her power, her kindness, her love and the way karma comes for Tante Heleen]

Rewrite The Stars (Tudors, Anne/Henry/Thomas) - In another world this is how it might have gone between the three of them. The story of how the love between three extraordinary people change the world for the better and made it the kindest. The story of a fight for a fairytale. [An expanded version of the Tudors OT3 verse fic Rewrite The Stars]

Tagging: If you want to (and if you want to do consider yourself tagged): @bessemerprocess @endoftheworldhere @unseenacademic @emilykaldwen @shes-a-voodoo-child @onekisstotakewithme @claudiajcregg @holy-ships-x-red-lips @quillington @theladyelizabeth @naurielrochnur @eidetictelekinetic @dr-dendritic-trees @boleynecklace @nocompromise-noregrets @herawell @sarking

#meme

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ghost-proofbaby · 5 months

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I'm asking this of several people because I'm curious about the general consensus on the topic. The general consensus for Eddie is that he'd absolutely be down for being involved romantically with a plus size girl.

What do you think Steve's take on it would be?

Any thoughts as to Billy's, Hopper's, and Enzo's takes on the same subject?

as a plus size girl myself, i think my answer is always going to be yes. idc if that’s biased or not.

with steve, my biggest thing is it’d probably be post season 3, maybe season 2. king steve in season 1 gives me the vibes of some guys i know from high school who would only hook up with plus size girls, but never be caught dead publicly dating them lmao 💀 we all know the type. BUT post season 3? oh fucking absolutely. he reminds me of trevor wagner (i think that’s his name?) on tik tok. finding every reason possible to go to the gym and build muscles until he could absolutely throw you around like a rag doll. if you made comments on your weight, even small things like refusing to sit in his lap because you think you’d crush him, he’d take it as a challenge. steve harrington’s ridiculously competitive nature would come out in full force, and he’d prove you wrong by all means necessary. i think he’d only have to be crushed by your thighs one time, and the man would be a fucking goner. always thinking about soft curves and the way he just wants to fucking worship you, to learn every curvature and line of your body so carnally. steve is just a massive simp in my mind, and again, i might be biased as a plus size girl myself, but i don’t think weight can change that.

as for the rest of the stranger things men, it’s still a resounding yes. especially for the older men. especially hopper. i also, again, am biased because i know between the fact that hopper is a bigger man himself and is very tall, so his clothes would actually fit me ‘huge’ unlike eddie’s or steve’s 😭

also just a small headcanon i learned from my guy friends that now lives rent free in my mind — you know how thigh highs sometimes squeeze thighs, and like, the fat spills over? you know how it sometimes makes us (or maybe just me idk) feel uncomfortable and a little self conscious? apparently a lot of guys go fucking nuts over that. they see that, and aren’t all grossed out as i get with my body about it, but instead just become fucking horn dogs for it. hence why some guys love thigh highs.

eddie, steve, and hopper share that sentiment. anything that might be a source of insecurity for you (and me!) actually drives them insane. they aren’t looking at your body with that judgmental gaze that’s been ingrained in us: they’re looking at it as just a body, and fuck, do they love your body. and even more so, they love the person that resides in that body.

at the end of the day, i think they’re all grown enough that they don’t care. like i said, season 1 steve might have a fear of how he’s perceived with a plus sized girl, but current steve? eddie? hopper? nah. it doesn’t even cross their mind. they’re just simps. all they know is they love you, and they’re damn proud for a 10 like yourself to have chosen them.

anyways. this might be a longer answer than necessary but i just. i’d really like these fictional men to worship my body while also simultaneously still treating me like a human being. asking for a lot. i know. they would, though. i know it. i feel it in my bones. 🥲

#i have thought about writing something since learning about that thigh high tid bit #it’s haunted me because i refuse to wear thigh highs due to how they squeeze my thighs lmao #to know some men go feral over it? insane #this is also heavily based on *my* experience as a plus size girl #thank u ily #they’d just be proud to love you and honored that you reciprocate

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 11 months

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I really REALLY like your locorro Hunger Games au I can’t stop thinking about it 247 I’m so obsessed i dreamed about it my head in the clouds every seconds!! So i have to personally write to you here cuz it just BLOWS my mind like????✨💞✨ my god you made me want to watch hunger games again.

Btw i was thinking of another idea, what if spider and lo’ak are from different districts? Like complete strangers with connected history(their dads)?? I don’t know, maybe Spider could be from d12 and Peeta-coded. while Lo’ak from either d1,2 who, like your idea, was trained especially for the games by his fam?? Or vice versa?? And they met in the games and the history between their dads almost repeated? I imagine Quaritch a peacekeeper who may accidentally killed Neteyam(for angsty, his team did out of his order) And Jake(former victor) almost got his remaining kids killed by attacking Q? With this beef Spider and Lo’ak met in the game, i think Lo’ak would try to avenge his bro and the boy is wild(with his blicky esp lol) but Spider who is Peeta-coded doesn’t have a single bad bone. Imagine the irony when Lo’ak injured himself and the ONLY one who actually help him is his enemy. Or so he thought.

In the end Spider and Lo’ak become Katniss and Peeta and survived both??? I’m a happy ending kinda guy so I can’t handle one of them die when they started to get along well. Anyways! What’s your take? This just some thoughts I wanna share<3

AHHH I'm so so glad you liked it so much!! I get caught with certain au's playing in my head 24/7 all the time, to have inspired that is so exciting.

OH UR VOTING FOR CAREER LO'AK or Spider, I'm intrigued. I personally vibe much more with the Sully's being from district twelve. District twelve is pretty racially coded, and Katniss herself is supposed to be indigenous. The vibe of her having been trained naturally for the games with skills she learned and honed from being part of her culture just for survival fits so well with Avatar that I really can't part from it. That's why I love that idea of Jake and Neytiri planning and training the kids; I can't see them not doing that.

So I would lean career Spider. One of the most interesting parts of The Hunger Games is the careers, and the fact that even as the villains in the first movie and book, you quickly grow to see them as the victims they are. Katniss hates the careers up until she sees Cato's reaction to Clove's death, and she realizes that Cato and Clove were kids with feelings who were forced into this just like her. That Cato and Clove might have been hoping to somehow live together just like her and Peeta. The career districts are just setting their kids up for the best chance to live, and pitting the districts against each other is the best way for those in power to stay in power. SO, I think career Spider would be a fun idea (as much as I prefer when the kids all grow up together).

Spider's been pushed to be the best possible career he could his entire life. Quaritch, out of an abundance of fear for his kid but also knowing what is gained if his kid wins, makes like a 24/7 hell for Spider. Training does not stop when he leaves the facilities, no, Quaritch keeps it up at home. Never a second of peace. I think Spider is a naturally empathetic person, but watching the Games keeps him that way. He sees the kids he trained with die year after year, and instead of hardening him it makes him sad. He does not enjoy hurting people, and takes more naturally to the physical strength and endurance parts of his training. He's not really sure what else he'd even be of use for, he doesn't have any friends and his dad sucks, and his life is really pretty shit, so he figures he'll volunteer and make sure at least one other person doesn't have to go die that year.

Totally Lo'ak wouldn't trust him as far as he could throw him, which is not that far at all because Spider'd be tall as fuck and all muscle if he's been trained 24/7 by QUARTICH his entire life. So, Spider's fucking around the arena just vibing. He probably had to kill a person or two at the cornucopia and he was Not happy about it, but he kept that shit pretty visible because his dad says sponsors in one and two would hate a pussy and now he can actively spite his dead because he'll never see him again so who cares. He just kind of mentally breaks and experiences every single emotion he's never had before like, all the time. He's free for the first time in his life so he's just kind of enjoying himself even if it's in a death area, he doesn't know how to turn it off.

Unfortunately, letting himself be free and feel emotions comes with emotional growth and learning that is really really misplaced. He runs into Lo'ak by a stream and just freezes as he comes to the realization he's gay and attracted to that kid across the stream. He is processing this, mouth open staring at Lo'ak, when Lo'ak tries to shoot him in the face with an arrow. He only misses because he gets knifed in the back by another career who thinks Spider is all team career but comes to realize Spider would rather explore suddenly being gay then let someone who'd stab someone from behind live.

Cue the Peeta and Katniss injury healing in the cave bonding shit. Lo'ak is VERY mouthy and rude for someone who's life now depends on Spider, but that's fine. Once he decides Spider didn't save him for any shady reasons, Lo'ak becomes a pretty good bestie. He has extensive plant and forest knowledge that Spider soaks up like a sponge. Lo'ak tells him about his family, his life, and gets SPider to talk about himself and what he likes (nothing, he doesn't know, he has two things on the list; tree climbing and men). Eventually, one night while they stargaze in a tree Lo'ak showed Spider how to climb, unsocialized freak Spider tells Lo'ak he'll go kill the others in the area and then come back and let Lo'ak kill him so he can be the victor and get back to his family. He says this all matter of factly like he's telling him something they both already knew. Lo'ak fREAKS OUT and they have a big fight that results in them splitting up for the night.

Spider is distracted by losing his first friend, his first gay boyfriend (jokes lol), and doesn't notice anyone sneaking up on him until much too late. Lo'ak saves him from gettin' fULLY bludgeoned at the last second, he just got a nasty smack on the head. Lo'ak informs him it's really rude to die for people, and that Lo'ak wants him around and would like him to live. He argues if Spider has nothing going for him, neither does Lo'ak. He's the fuck up child. So Lo'ak talks him into their death pact that results in their double victory.

It's a beautiful idea and I love it. I hope this did it for you again, anon, lol.

Oh, and I'm 1000% sure if he lived Neteyam referred to Lo'ak's life being saved by his INSANE RIZZ all the time. And Neytiri and Jake were oBSESSED with Spider, who wanted to literally die for their son on national propoganda TV. They are his biggest fans, they love him more than Lo'ak sometimes it seems.

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iwanthermidnightz · 2 years

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Well hi.

I want to say thank you to Bart for introducing me in such a generous way and i want to say thank you to the NSAI for getting us all together for this event. For me, tonight feels brimming with a genuine camaraderie between a bunch of people who just love making stuff. Who love the craft. Who live for that rare, pure moment when a magical cloud floats down right in front of you in the form of an idea for a song, and all you have to do is grab it. Then shape it like clay. Prune it like a garden. And then wish on every lucky star or pray to whatever power you believe in that it might find its way out into the world and make someone feel seen, feel understood, feel joined in their grief or heartbreak or joy for just a moment.

I’ve learned by being in the entertainment industry for an extended period of time that this business operates with a very new, new, new, next, next, next mentality. For every artist or songwriter, we’re all just hoping to have one great year. One great album cycle. One great run at radio. And these days, one song that goes viral on TikTok. One glorious moment in the sun. Because on your next project you’ll probably have to invent a new thing to be. Think of all new things to say, and fresh ways to say them. You will have to entertain people. And the fact is that what entertains us is either seeing new artists emerge or established artists showing us a new side to themselves. If we are very, very lucky, life will say to us ‘your song is great’. The next thing life will say is ‘What else can you do?’

I say all of this because I’m up here receiving this beautiful award for a decade of work, and I can’t possibly explain how nice that feels. Because the way I see it, this is an award that celebrates a culmination of moments. Challenges. Gauntlets laid down. Albums I’m proud of. Triumphs. Strokes of luck or misfortune. Loud, embarrassing errors and the subsequent recovery from those mistakes, and the lessons learned from all of it. This award celebrates my family and my co-writers and my team. My friends and my fiercest fans and my harshest detractors and everyone who entered my life or left it. Because when it comes to my songwriting and my life, they are one in the same. As the great Nora Ephron once said, “Everything is copy.”

Twenty years ago I wrote my first song. I used to dream about one day getting to bounce around the different musical worlds of my various sonic influences, and change up the production of my albums. I hoped that one day, the blending of genres wouldn’t be such a big deal. There’s so much discussion about genre and it always usually leads back to a conversation about melody and production. But that leaves out possibly my favorite part of songwriting: lyricism.

And I’ve never talked about this publicly before, because, well, it’s dorky. But I also have, in my mind, secretly, established genres categories for lyrics I write. Three of them, to be exact. They are affectionately titled Quill Lyrics, Fountain Pen Lyrics, and Glitter Gel Pen Lyrics.

I know this sounds confusing but I’ll try to explain. I came up with these categories based on what writing tool I imagine having in my hand when I scribbled it down, figuratively. I don’t actually have a quill. Anymore. I broke it once when I was mad.

I categorize certain songs of mine in the ‘Quill’ style if the words and phrasings are antiquated, if I was inspired to write it after reading Charlotte Brontë or after watching a movie where everyone is wearing poet shirts and corsets. If my lyrics sound like a letter written by Emily Dickinson’s great grandmother while sewing a lace curtain, that’s me writing in the Quill genre. I will give you an example from one of my songs I’d categorize as Quill.

“How’s one to know

I’d meet you where the spirit meets the bones

In a faith forgotten land

In from the snow, your touch brought forth an incandescent glow

Tarnished but so grand”

Moving on to Lyricism category #2: Fountain Pen style. I’d say most of my lyrics fall into this category. Fountain pen style means a modern storyline or references, with a poetic twist. Taking a common phrase and flipping its meaning. Trying to paint a vivid picture of a situation, down to the chipped paint on the door frame and the incense dust on the vinyl shelf. Placing yourself and whoever is listening right there in the room where it all happened. The love, the loss, everything. The songs I categorize in this style sound like confessions scribbled and sealed in an envelope, but too brutally honest to ever send.

For Example:

“Cause there we are again in the middle of the night

We’re dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

Down the stairs, I was there

I remember it all too well

And there we are again when nobody had to know

You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath

Sacred prayer, and we’d swear to remember it all too well”

The third category is called Glitter Gel Pen and it lives up to its name in every way. Frivolous, carefree, bouncy, syncopated perfectly to the beat. Glitter Gel Pen lyrics don’t care if you don’t take them seriously because they don’t take themselves seriously. Glitter Gel Pen lyrics are the drunk girl at the party who tells you that you look like an Angel in the bathroom. It’s what we need every once in a while in these fraught times in which we live.

Example: “my ex man brought his new girlfriend; she’s like ‘oh my god’ but I’m just gonna shake and to the fella over there with the hella good hair, won’t you come on over baby we can shake, shake, shake.”

Why did I make these categories, you ask? Because I love doing this thing we are fortunate enough to call a job. Writing songs is my life’s work and my hobby and my never-ending thrill. I am moved beyond words that you, my peers, decided to honor me in this way for work I’d still be doing if I had never been recognized for it.

Lately I’ve been on a joyride down memory lane. I’ve been re-recording my first six albums. When I go through the process of meticulously recreating each element of my past and revisiting songs I wrote when I was 13, 14, and 15, that path leads me right to music row. How my mom would pick me up from school and drive me to my co-writing sessions with dozens of writers (and some of you are in this very room tonight) who 15 years ago decided to give me their time, their wisdom, their belief before anyone thought writing with me was a productive use of an afternoon. I will never forget you, every last one of you.

Part of my re-recording process has included adding songs that never made the original albums, but songs I hated to leave behind. I’ve gone back and recorded a bunch of them for my version of my albums. Fearless, my version, came out last year and as I was choosing songs for it, I came across one I’d written with the Warren brothers when I was 14. I decided to record it as a duet with the brilliant Keith Urban. When I called the the Warrens up to tell them I was cutting our song 17 years after we’d written it, I’ll never forget the first thing they said. “Well, I think that’s the longest hold we’ve ever had.”

In 2011, just over ten years ago, my trusted collaborator and confidant Liz Rose came over to my apartment and I showed her a song I’d been working on. I was going through a rough time (as is the natural state of being 21) and had scribbled down verse after verse after verse, a song that was too long to put on an album. It clocked in at around 10 minutes. We set out editing, trimming, cutting out big sections until it was a reasonable 5 minutes and 30 seconds. It was called All Too Well. Last year when I re-recorded my 2012 album Red, I included this 10 minute version with its original verses and extra bridges. I never could’ve imagined when we wrote it that that song would be resurfacing ten years later or that I’d be about to play it for you tonight.

But a song can defy logic or time. A good song transports you to your truest feelings and translates those feelings for you. A good song stays with you even when people or feelings don’t. Writing songs is a calling and getting to call it your career makes you very lucky. You have to be grateful every day for it, and all the people who thought your words might be worth listening to. This town is the school that taught me that.

To be honored by you means more than any genre of my lyrics could ever say.

Thank you.

#taylor swift

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thessalian · 1 year

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Thess vs the Bank of England

So the Bank of England has now literally said, “Britons need to accept that they are poorer now”. Now, in very small fairness to them, they have stated that this means that companies should not be jacking up the prices on everything in order to maintain their profit margins. However, it’s also being used to beat the drum of, “Stop asking for wage increases”, and it’s flagged up that a lot of the main companies found that higher prices boosted their sales revenue this year and we’re looking at nearly 20% on food inflation. That’s not even counting the bullshit with the energy companies.

Keep in mind that this statement came from the Bank of England, who is run by a man who makes nearly £500k per year. Said governor, Andrew Bailey, was the first one to say that we have to stop asking for pay rises. The chief economist, Huw Pill, makes nearly £200k per year.

Median salary for people in the UK? £32,300.

So the words, “Easy for them to say” ring rather loudly.

Now, if they were explicitly saying, “Look, companies cannot stunt their staff’s wages to increase their profit margins this way because you will end up with no one being able to buy anything and everyone loses, so suck up the reduced profit margins, for fuck’s sake”, that would be one thing. But of course, that’s not how the economy works anymore. All that matters is that the numbers are higher than last year. There’s nothing backing this money ... except other people’s hard work. And companies are abusing the fact that no one really seems to understand this ... or, if they do, are called socialists or communists or worse if they call it out.

The fact is that people’s labour hasn’t been valued properly in a very long time, because corporations have been devaluing it for decades. We’re more productive than ever, and we have less and less to show for it. We deserve pay rises more than these ultra-wealthy jackasses need a new boat. And people on six-figure salaries have a fucking nerve telling people who are barely surviving (if they are indeed doing that well) that “you have to get used to being poorer now”. Those people this shithead’s talking about? They were already used to being poor. And no one should have to get used to being fucking destitute.

I own my privilege in that my mother took full advantage of every opportunity to get financially ahead in the 80s and 90s and is now reaping the benefits, and is at least understanding enough of current circumstances to help me. I’d be boned if I didn’t have that financial safety net. I mean it - I could not manage. Even with that, there’s a reason I took more hours at work, that reason being I can’t really afford not to. I want and need to manage on my own as much as possible, but it’s difficult because, you know, disabled. The extra five hours a week were a mistake. I am already feeling how much of a mistake that was. But I haven’t really got a choice, so I’m just going to have to spend some of that lovely extra money on painkillers and carry on. Because it’s only going to get worse from here.

So ... yeah. Here’s me, with my fibromyalgia and my dietary restrictions and all of it making life difficult financially. If I had to pay rent, I’d ... I just wouldn’t be able to. If I can barely manage a six-hour workday when I don’t even have to commute, I can’t imagine a standard workday. (I’d say 9-5, but I don’t know if that’s even standard anymore; somehow it feels overly generous for the world today.) Add a commute into the equation on top of that? I remember how it was before I went on long-term sick leave to pursue a diagnosis on all this; how I ended up spending almost half my day near or in tears from the pain. And I think how lucky I am, because without support, I’d still be doing that, and I wouldn’t be living in half as nice a place. And even with that, I’m still pushing myself harder than I should to manage all the stuff that isn’t rent.

And these jackasses with their six-figure salaries are telling people like me - and more to the point, those who are worse off than I am - that they have to get used to being even poorer?

Part of this is being hangry, I admit. Dinner’s in the oven, and tomorrow’s online grocery shopping day, and I am going to arrange my purchases so I have the fixings for quick lunches that I can eat at the “employment” side of my desk. And then I will get in the habit of actually bringing those to my desk first thing so I don’t forget while in The Zone. Anyway, part of this is hangry, but most of it is just ... there’s not even a word for what it feels like to live in this country anymore. There’s anger and there’s sadness and there’s blind panic and creeping terror and this miserable resignation and ... it’s all bad, put it that way.

At least I will feel better after I’ve eaten. I’m just tired of having to feel this fortunate to be eating at all. It’s more than a lot of the people who’ve been told to “just accept that you’re poorer and stop asking for a raise” can do today.

#Thess on economics

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howl-at--the-sun · 2 years

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Ooo, maybe 5 and 26 for the writing game? With Wars and someone else? ( I don’t care who, surprise me!)

(Also your writing is great! I haven’t seen a ton, granted, but what I’ve seen has been great!)

Holy shit, I am so sorry this took this long

Anyways heres the fic! The prompts were "Are you crying" and "Breathe with me. C’mon now deep breaths"

Title: blood and comfort

Relationships: Hyrule & Warriors

Description: Warriors calms Hyrule down from a panic attack

TW: The first paragraph describes beheading, and it is fairly gory

Warriors’ sword sang as it swept through the air in a clean and precise motion, guided by a well trained hand and a well trained eye. Its polished chorus was cut short with the messy sound of a blade hitting its mark, and its steel medley was drenched in a bloody black shroud. The lizalfos’ head went flying as its body collapsed, black blood pouring from its neck. The severed head rolled to a stop a few feet away, the red, reptilian eye still rotating in its socket.

The brutal scene wasn’t anything new to Warriors, who was more accustomed than most that he knew to the horrors of combat. But it certainly wasn’t anything pleasant, as exhibited by the stench of rotting lizard and the black blood staining the upper half of Warriors’ tunic. Luckily, none of it got on his scarf.

A smile rose to Warriors’ lips as he imagined what Legend would say to that thought. Most likely something incredibly witty and sarcastic, or one of his patented EyeRolls. Whatever reaction, it didn’t change the fact that Warriors was going to have to do some laundry next time they found a river.

With that grim reality to weigh time down, Warriors turned back to the way he had come, helpfully marked with a trail of black blood from when he’d chased the wounded lizalfos in its retreat from its now destroyed camp. If something hadn’t gone terribly wrong, Hyrule should be back at the ruins of that camp, finishing off the rest of the enemies. It was imperative that Warriors make his way back as soon as possible, as the sun was already dipping below the treeline and the hero’s camp was a good walk away.

With a grimace, Warriors sheathed his bloody sword and started on his walk back to the camp. His legs were already aching from the stress of battle, and avoiding the numerous piles of slowly rotating black blood wasn’t an activity that Warriors could say he enjoyed, but he did make it back to the ruined clearing with all of his limbs attached and his footwear spotless.

The camp was even more destroyed than when Warriors had left. The lone tree that had held the lizalfos’ camp was barely a burnt stump, the wooden platform it had held was broken in half where it lay on the dusty ground, and lizalfos corpses were scattered around the clearing in various stages of dismemberment. The entire area smelled like smoke and the dying trees surrounding the clearing had scorch marks on their trunks. Clearly, Hyrule had made good use of his fire spell.

As Warriors’ gaze drifted to the edge of the clearing, his mind began to piece together what he was seeing. Hyrule was on his knees in the dirt, bent over as his hands did something to the dirt below. The analytical part of Warriors’ mind wondered what he was doing, but the protective spirit inside of him, the one that had watched as his men fell to one monster after another, that had watched his brother bleeding out from a wound they had barely managed to heal, screamed that something was very wrong.

Moving on instinct and adrenaline rather than conscious thought, Warriors dashed across the clearing, his boots kicking up dust with every step. Dropping to his knees next to Hyrule, Warriors searched desperately for any sign of a wound, any crimson stains or protruding bones to give away the severity of the injury. But there was nothing. Hyrule didn’t appear to be injured in any way. That realization took Warriors out of his own head, allowing the world around him to sink it. Dust clouds had formed around his feet, the air still smelled strongly of smoke and a weird noise was coming from behind Hyrule.

Calming his mind and listening closer, Warriors could discern two very important things. Number one: the sound was being produced by Hyrule, and number two: it sounded like sobs.

“Are you crying?” It came out disjointed, an awkward mix of practiced calm even in the most dire of situations and the hero’s spirit inside of him looking for a way to help. Hyrule didn’t react to his words, his shoulders continued to shake as he drove his hands into the dirt beneath them. It was only then that it occurred to Warriors to actually look at what Hyrule was doing. In his hands, Hyrule held a bloodstained scrap of fabric that looked to be torn from the edge of his tunic, and from what Warriors could discern from his frantic motions, he seemed to be trying to bury the fabric in the dust. His frantic movements were unsuccessful, but it made Warriors realize what was going on. Hyrule wasn’t hurt, he was scared. Warriors couldn’t be sure, but there was the likely possibility that Hyrule was having a panic attack.

Just like that, all the stress and gore of the battle melted away and Warriors could only think about helping Hyrule in any way that he could. He had calmed his men down from many a panic attack, both in the din of battle and after the fighting had ceased.

Slowly, so as not to scare Hyrule, Warriors reagusted himself so that he was fully sitting in the dirt, disregarding how dirty his trousers would be after he got up. Then he slowly reached out to place a steadying hand on Hyrule's shoulder. For a couple seconds, Hyrule didn’t seem to notice the touch, until he slowly turned his head to face Warriors with tears in his eyes.

“....Captain?” His voice was faint and hoarse from crying. It broke Warrior’s heart seeing such a young face in so much pain.

“It’s okay Hyrule, I’m here. The fight is over. Nothing is going to hurt you,”

That was clearly the wrong thing to say. Hyrule broke free from Warrior’s grasp, panic overtaking his face as he frantically began to scramble at the dust with the cloth once more.

“They’ll find me,” Hyrule panted out, a sob hardly hidden in his voice. “They always do. They’ll find me again and-”

That was all that Warriors needed to hear. Moving on instinct rather than conscious thought, he wrapped his arms around Hyrule and pulled the crying hero to his torso so that Hyrule could bury his face in his chest.

“Shhhh,” Warriors said softly, running his hands through Hyru;e’s hair in the way he used to do it to his siblings when they had nightmares. “It’s okay. I’m going to need you to breathe with me. C’mon now deep breaths. In, 1-2-3-4, out 1-2-3-4,”

Hyrule’s chest began to rise and fall in that steady pattern, and his sobs seemed to fade away as calm returned to the younger hero’s mind. After a long period of no crying, Warriors unwrapped his arms and pulled Hyrule away just a little bit to ask:

“Are you okay?”

Hyrule nodded, eyes red and puffy from the tears. A hand snaked up from in between their chests and Warriors saw that Hyrule was still holding that bloody scrap of fabric. ‘

“What’s going on with that?” Warriors asked in the gentlest voice he could muster.

“It has my blood on it. I need to get rid of it,” Hyrule said matter of factly.

At first, Warriors desperately wanted to ask a few questions, but the look in Hyrule’s eyes and the definitive way that he stated it, like it was a fact that everybody should know convinced him not to. As far as Warriors was concerned, that fabric had Hyrule’s blood on it, and needed to be destroyed.

“Let me handle that for you,” Warriors said softly, rising to his feet. He walked a good couple yards away and laid the scrap of fabric down on the dust ground. Then he pulled out Legend’s fire rod, spun it around a few times for dramatic effect, and vaporized the fabric with a point blank ball of flame.

“There,” Warriors said, looking back at Hyrule with a smile. “Now you don't have to worry about it,”

“Thank you,” Hyrule said, and Warriors could tell just how much he meant it.

“No problem,” Warriors said, clapping Hyrule on the back. “Good work with the rest of the camp. Now, let's get back to camp before the Old Man has both of our heads for staying out this late,”

#oh boy this fic fought me #i really dont like parts of it #also bad title and description #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu hyrule #levis speaks #levis writes

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le-duo · 2 years

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NSAI 2022 speech

Well hi.

I want to say thank you to [Bart Herbison, the NSAI’s executive director] for introducing me in such a generous way and I want to say thank you to the NSAI for getting us all together for this event. For me, tonight feels brimming with a genuine camaraderie between a bunch of people who just love making stuff. Who love the craft. Who live for that rare, pure moment when a magical cloud floats down right in front of you in the form of an idea for a song, and all you have to do is grab it. Then shape it like clay. Prune it like a garden. And then wish on every lucky star or pray to whatever power you believe in that it might find its way out into the world and make someone feel seen, feel understood, feel joined in their grief or heartbreak or joy for just a moment.

20 years ago I wrote my first song. I used to dream about one day getting to bounce around the different musical worlds of my various sonic influences, and change up the production of my albums. I hoped that one day, the blending of genres wouldn’t be such a big deal. There’s so much discussion about genre and it always usually leads back to a conversation about melody and production. But that leaves out possibly my favorite part of songwriting: lyricism.

“How’s one to know

I’d meet you where the spirit meets the bones

In a faith forgotten land

In from the snow, your touch brought forth an incandescent glow

Tarnished but so grand”

For Example:

“Cause there we are again in the middle of the night

We’re dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

Down the stairs, I was there

I remember it all too well

And there we are again when nobody had to know

You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath

Sacred prayer, and we’d swear to remember it all too well “

Example:

“My ex man brought his new girlfriend; she’s like ‘oh my god’ but I’m just gonna shake and to the fella over there with the hella good hair, won’t you come on over baby we can shake, shake, shake.”

To be honored by you means more than any genre of my lyrics could ever say.

Thank you.

#nsai awards 2022 #nsai 2022

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jasper-lily · 2 years

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Sasuke Sarutobi NSFW headcanons

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Sasuke is a complete sweetheart overall. Big spoon vibes. Would shower any skin he can reach with small kisses and praise you for how well you did.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favourite body part of himself is his abs honestly. It may seem a bit shallow but it shows the strength he’s gained in this era and how he can protect you. Plus you think they’re hot

His favourite body part on you would be your collar bones. Just seeing them littered with bite marks and hickies is a massive turn on, and if they’re not marked up they soon will be.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Prefers to cum on your back or tits. Just seeing you covered in it is so attractive to him. Especially if you put some on your fingers and lick it off-

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Really wants to gag you and tease you. Also thinks getting walked in on would be hot.

“What’s all that noise for now huh? I put this gag in so you’d be quiet, baby. You want everyone in Kasugayama to hear you huh?”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not too experienced but oh my god he figures it out quick. Every night he methodically goes through every pleasure point he knows of and teases you til your begging for him to ‘please touch me Sasuke, please, I need it’

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves when you ride him, a bit basic, but him having to stop himself from cumming instantly when he sees your tits bouncing while you’re clenched around his dick.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

We all know he’s a nerd, would start off serious but will crack jokes if he finds a good opportunity. 100% will be some that’s what she said jokes

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn’t really do much, the lack of experience means that he never really felt the need. Plus the equipment for shaving during the era was a little more risky than a disposable razor-

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

The first few times he’s definitely romantic as anything, he wants to make you feel as good as possible in any way he can but if you prefer it a bit on the spicier side he is more than willing

“You fucking slut, was my dick not good enough before? You’ve got to have my hand around your throat don’t you.”

I stand by the fact that he is a hard dom in the moment but soft Dom anywhere else.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Whenever he’s horny and you’re not around. Or he’d find you along with the nearest semi private place. He’s used to doing it himself so he will if he has to but you ruined masturbation for him since he knows he has you waiting for him later.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Degradation 100%. The sweetest and softest man out there would come up with the filthiest names for you. Cock drunk slut, filthy whore and my pretty needy slut just to name a few of his favourites

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere he can with a few exceptions. For all he is a private man, when he’s horny, he needs you right now. He, again, enjoys the thrill of being caught so anywhere kinda public is still fair game.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It doesn’t take much to make him horny, but he does love it when you wear perfume since he’s so sensitive to smells. Also when you look innocent, he just sees you and instantly thinks how cute you’d look while getting railed or bouncing on his cock.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Not into anything like food play, just not his vibe. His scientist brain doesn’t allow him to ignore the hygiene issues.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers giving but doesn’t mind receiving occasionally. When he’s giving he would 100% continue till you’re gripping his hair tightly and begging him to stop or keep going till you pass out. Receiving on the other hand would start gentle but always ends with him fucking your face.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough for definite. He can be slow and sensual if the mood is right but when he’s horny he needs you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves them, anytime, anywhere, if he needs you he’ll drag you to the nearest unused corridor or storage room and fucking rail you. Sometimes he just wants to taste you though, so you end up with him on his knees in front of you. If he’s feeling particularly mean he won’t let you cum, leaving you needy for him all day.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s always down to experiment, he studies science and he knows that for the best results, all variables must be tested. So he’s basically down for anything you suggest

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He normally aims for 3 rounds but if he's teased you all day you both go longer just to satisfy the neediness that had dragged throughout the day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He tends to use toys on you rather than himself, especially in the future. He absolutely adores seeing the way your eyes glass over when he has his fingers in you and he runs a vibrator on your clit

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s definitely the biggest tease. The way you get desperate for him is adorable according to him but enjoys getting teased too but either leads to you both trying to outcompete each other till he drags you somewhere for a quickie

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is relatively quiet compared to the other warlords but doesn’t mean he isn’t using his mouth. He generally tries to muffle his groans by biting and giving you hickeys.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Kinda wants to fuck you on Kenshins futon but knows the false god would probably find out and actually try to kill him.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He has a dick, what else were you expecting?

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very fucking high. His stress has to be dealt with in some way, I mean Kenshins constant assaults have gotta be taxing so he ends up railing you instead killing his boss

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He will normally stay awake until you fall asleep first because he wants to make sure you’re satisfied and comfortable until he himself can rest

#ikemen sengoku sasuke smut #sasuke #sasuke sarutobi #ikemen sengoku #head canon

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so……that was a lot…..,,.need to find a way to transport myself into the slwy universe so i can knock some sense into everyone that’s being mean to yn. i love that you used sorry i love you lyrics as the title. i think the song as a whole really encompasses what hyunjin and yn are currently going through

first of all, hana i have a bone to pick with you girlie. i just need her to fuck off for a bit and focus on her own issues (bc CLEARLY there’s a lot) instead of always meddling in yn’s damn business. don’t even get me started on felix he’s so 📈📉📈📉 at first, i was happy that he came to the store to apologise and you could tell that it was genuine as he’s never come into the store before. but then ???? boy started acting like a bratty child when yn didn’t instantly forgive him after his shitty apology (if you can even call it that) i REALLLLYY hated hana and felix for (once again) painting yn as selfish and disregarding her feelings. and also the fact that everyone assumed yn was in the wrong and that she would apologise ??? leave my girl alone wtf ?? they claim to be her best friends yet continue to perceive her as this placid one-dimensional person they can step all over. eagerly waiting for the day yn gives them a piece of her mind 😌 yn said that they like the monotony of daejeon, and i think this is reflected in their desire for their relationship with yn to go back to the way it was before. they hate anything that disrupts their routine (and in felix’s case this can also be applied to hyunjin)

3RACHA AND YEONJUN MY BELOVEDS aka presidents of the hyunyn fanclub !!!! “i can take the next flight to daejeon” CHANGBIN REALLY FLIRTING WITH HYUNJIN AT EVERY GIVEN OPPORTUNITY IN EVERY UNIVERSE 😭😭

talking w hyunjin makes her feel better no one touch me hyunyn soulmates confirmed 🥹🔮 play with fire has permanent residence in my mind so i’m not even going address the fact he answered the door shirtless otherwise i’ll start thinking about the belly button piercing and then i’ll lose my mind 😵‍💫😵‍💫 BUT HE FINALLY GOT TO SHOW HER THE PAINTING !!!!!! i loved his description and i adore that you incorporate things hyunjin has said irl (paints to avoid unhappiness and the vase of dried flowers) istg sometimes i’m half convinced slwy and irl hyunjin are the same. i wanna talk about art with him so bad pls we’d have the best conversation he’s so 😭😭 also how tf do u write him so well ??? like some of his mannerisms and the things he says i’m like “you mean he hasn’t he said this on bubble before” ??? bc how is it even possible to characterise someone so fucking well ?!!!

both of them trusting each other that they won’t be judged and feeling comfortable enough to discuss their feelings 🥺🥹 and 3racha love hyune so much i almost bust into tears when he was talking about his convo with chan. the fact chan told him to “go home” to daejon bc he knew that seoul had become stifling for hyunjin AND YN APPLYING FOR THAT APPRENTICESHIP LOVE THAT FOR HER NEED HER TO LIVE HER BEST LIFE IN SEOUL I NEED HYUNYNJUN TO HANG OUT THERE AND FOR YN TO MEED 3RACHA AJHDKSSM hwang hyunjin continues to be the epitome of love and the embodiment of boyfriend material 😭😭 he continues to raise the bar every chapter i fear i will remain single for the rest of my life bc how can i possibly move on when he exists. the pure domesticity when she played with his hair literally a scene out of a kdrama 🥺

and when he gave her the tickets despite being told it was a bad idea HE KNOWS HER SO WELL AND THAT SHE WOULD ENJOY IT 😭😭😭 them being the epitome of soulmates once again. funny how hana claims hyun hasn’t known yn/them for a long time yet he’s the one she feels comfortable telling about the chateau and apprenticeship

i just……i love them so much ???? i didn’t think it was possible to love words on a screen this much but you prove me wrong every chapter. “for trusting me enough to tell me the truth” “i could never hate you” “even if you were selfish, i don’t care. you can be whatever you want around me, and i’ll never make you feel bad for it” “what matters is if you’re happy. that’s what i care about” where can i find a hyunjin is he available on amazon

AJHDSJSKS AND THEN THE SUDDEN 180 GAVE ME FREAKING WHIPLASH IDK IF I WANTED TO BE YN OR HYUN DURING THAT SCENE IF I DWELL ON THIS TOO MUCH IM GOING TO GO INTO CARDIAC ARREST BYEEE lee minho ily but seriously u couldn’t wait 2mins we were so close to a kiss wtf dude. the slowburn is KILLING ME (in the best way possible) and just know that when they finally kiss, i’ll be typing from my grave

“you heard his voice, your favourite voice” and when i sue you for emotional damage, then what

him running after her in the cold to give her the tickets bc he was really happy she accepted and it was really important to him bc he now has a chance to hang out with her doing something they both love 🥲 i ADORED this chapter and i can’t wait for their date !!! lix has developed a nasty habit of interrupting them at crucial moments so if he shows up unannounced at the event, i will not hesitate

once again, tysm for such a beautiful chapter 💗💗 i went from wanting to beat the ever loving shit out of everyone being mean to yn to giggling and kicking my feet bc of domestic hyunyn to fighting the urge to scream/throw my phone when they were about to kiss. i’m super excited for the next chapter i know it’ll be incredible 💗💕

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hi ! wow. i loved this so much. i read it so many times :(

im glad you like the use of the song. i also think it fits hyun and yn, and what they’re going through almost perfectly 🥺

you’re so right :/ they love the monotony of daejon, and it definitely reflects in their relationship with her. and everybody assuming yn is in the wrong did not help how she already felt like she was at fault :( yongbok definitely came in genuinely to apologize, but once again, let his emotions get the best of them, especially when hyun came into the store.

3racha and yeonjun hyunyn shippers confirmed 🫡 oh but you should think about the bellybutton piercing and him answering the door shirtless, think about it some more. ☺️

thank you ! i love characterizing hyun, and sometimes the stuff he says on his lives resonates so much with the things i *think* he would believe. makes me smile so much that you think of them as the same person, and his dialogues in the story make you think he’s said it on bubble 😭

i love that you love them, and every scene between them in that part :( 3racha love hyune so much indeed, and im happy it resonated with you about why he came back home. ☹️🫶🏻

the epitome of soulmates, always. he knows her so well. i wish a hyunjin was available on amazon hahah, you made me laugh.

minho being a cockblocker but its okay :( because if they did something; its possible that they regret it. and yessss hyunjin’s voice is now her favorite voice and you can sue me for emotional damage go ahead.☺️

thank you for this review, it made me smile so much, and warmed my heart. i love you for sending me this, and for commenting on every single thing you liked ! when people point out specific stuff from my stories, it makes me so happy that they notice the details because i put everything with intention <3

#star lost with you #🎐 anon

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Jason had an issue with killing off characters. Killing some characters off is fine, but I feel like he was introducing and killing a characters every episode. He was doing it to be edgy at that point. So many of the people Jason killed off could’ve become interesting side characters - a story needs those. He also suffered from a more subtle version of what I call “Naruto Syndrome”. This is where almost all other characters are sacrificed for the empowerment of one character. Jasper should’ve been successful at Mt. Weather. That would’ve given a huge amount of growth to his character. Clarke doesn’t ALWAYS have to be the one to save everybody. Even if he wanted her to become Wanheda, Maya and the other revolutionaries didn’t have to die for that. Jasper could’ve killed Kage. Mind you, I didn’t even like Maya. Her character was meh to me, and I was rooting for Monty/Jasper. Also, the revelation of Maya’s mom being an activist was sloppy as hell. They should’ve had the activists giving subtle clues to Clarke and helping her escape from the beginning. Bellamy not letting the Grounders out as soon as he got there didn’t really make all that much sense either. There had to have been more Grounders than guards in that mountain. Jasper and The 45(?) not being able to defend that level made no sense either - they knew all the entrances and exits, had cameras in the hall, guns and other weapons. Furthermore they were facing an enemy who couldn’t risk killing them, and who there weren’t that many of. There were 358 people in that mountain, couldn’t be more than 100 guards at best. They were facing WAY better odds than they had faced at the end of last season against the Grounders. Also, why were they suddenly acting like they’d never been in fights before? Be serious. The fact that they didn’t just go to the damn door and open it was fucking dumb. That would’ve ended everything relatively quickly. Jasper might’ve wanted to save Maya but I don’t think the others would’ve cared. They could’ve even took their chances with the damn chute. But the biggest plot hole is the Grounders in the mountain. Why the hell couldn’t they just take bone marrow from them? How the hell did it take them 100 years to figure out Bone Marrow transplants? We have that now. We’ve had that for years. Very unserious. And back to Maya: maybe it would’ve been a good idea to give her a transplant when you saved Fox? Idk. I also don’t think sending Emerson back with that message was necessary, they weren’t really paying attention to the inside anyway. And even Rubicon/Resurrection - possibly my fav episodes - all the leaders were gathering in one place for a war. Clarke had already dodged an assassination attempt and they knew Lexa was a target as well. Heavily increasing scouts in the woods - specifically Skaikru - wouldn’t have been suspicious at all. They could’ve used that as an excuse to send someone to hunt and kill the spotter. Anyways, Jason put so much into Clarke and Octavia - my favs - that he ended up neglecting almost everyone else.

#the 100

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losthomunculus · 3 years

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Online Safety Relevant to the Current State of the Internet

On twitter I made a tweet about how online safety lessons in school can be very out of touch but that the advice of people who are familiar with the current internet shouldn't be disregarded. So here's my informal collection of online safety tips

Sources: unrestricted internet access since elementary school (not recommended), being a formerly involuntarily home bound person for several years that amassed way too much online experience

This could possibly hold upsetting reminders to people who had bad experiences online including mentions of grooming and emotional manipulation so please proceed with caution!

Information Sharing

Make an online pseudonym for public profiles and websites.

Don’t feel like you have to list everything about you for the world to see.

Sometimes it’s not a question of “can this information be used to locate and identify me irl?”, but simply “do I want this information publicly available and linked to my online persona?”

Unlike offline, being online leaves a constant trail of who you were accessible at all times. People are constantly growing and changing. Try to limit the information you share so you can ditch that trail and start over if need be.

Sharing information with people you make friends with and trust is a judgement call on your part, but always be on the safe side and be protective of your information.

Start as cautious as possible with online safety. Any risks or judgement calls can come later when you are 1. aware of the risks, 2. ready to address them if they occur, and 3. have gathered plenty of information instead of doing something blindly and hoping for the best.

Do not share your triggers publicly, they can very easily be used against you. Instead use websites with a large amount of filtering options to curate your online experience. If you are going to share them, only do it privately with people you trust.

Importance of Boundaries

It doesn’t matter how mature you are, don’t enter age limited spaces you don’t qualify for. It’s disrespectful to the boundaries of the people who made that space. Boundaries like this exist for the comfort of both sides involved.

Just because you can “handle it” doesn’t mean it’s good for you. Desensitization is not something to brag about.

Venting or making r18 posts as a minor on a public account is VERY dangerous. Intense emotional vulnerability is something manipulators will look for as a way to get to you. The same with sexual jokes to develop your comfort talking about those topics casually and eventually escalating the situation. If you are going to talk about such things please keep that in private conversations with people you trust in your age group.

Note the difference between public and private online space. Tweeting something on a public account is not the same as having a conversation in the cafeteria with your friends.

If an adult tries talking to you about r18, run the other way. Doesn’t matter how cool you are, it says something weird about THEM if they’re willing to talk to a minor about that stuff.

If someone( like 3+ years, honestly depends on how old you are) older than you wouldn't be comfortable saying what they're saying to you in front of other people (like a teacher or guardian), that's suspicious as hell. Run in the other direction.

The younger you are, the more age gaps matter. There's a bigger difference in development between a 13 year old and a 17 year old than there is between a 20 year old and a 24 year old. It helps to try to contextualize it with real people instead of numbers. Instead of thinking "oh just 4 years? that's not that weird" consider "oh. that would be like a freshman (13/14) dating a senior (17/18). yikes."

Be just as wary of people your own age talking about things that make you uncomfortable. Just like irl, sometimes you’ll meet people your age that are hurtful.

Friends complain to each other and talk about their issues, that alone is fine. But when people are doing it without permission, draw a line. When people are making it feel like you’re responsible for maintaining their mental health, you need to draw a line. When it starts to effect your mental health, PLEASE DRAW A LINE! I know it feels like your responsibility sometimes, but it’s not. You cannot be there for others if you’re not taking care of yourself first and foremost.

Don’t be afraid to block people. Even for petty reasons. It’s good to block people. Don’t force yourself to see stuff you don’t want to see.

Being Constantly Online

The 24 hour news cycle is not a good thing to follow 24/7. Taking social responsibility is a good thing, but your brain is NOT built to worry about every issue in the world at once. One strategy I use for staying sane is I try to only check the news once a day, and if something needs more attention to set aside an amount of time I’m going to focus on it before I need to take time to step back.

Touch grass. Not literally, unless you can in which case I highly suggest it, sometimes it’s just good to lay in a field. What I mean is you need to dedicate a good portion of your time to being offline (sleep does not count). What your offline time looks like is going to differ depending on your level of ability, but even if you are house bound it’s important to build some hobbies that don’t rely on the internet. Talking to people offline is also a good goal if possible, even just to your housemates.

Social etiquette greatly differs online and offline and sometimes the reminder that were all just Some People gets lost behind the numbers and the fabricated personas. Keep in mind the difference in how information is shared without forgetting that the fact we are all people remains the same.

Be generous with your etiquette. You will avoid a lot of stress if you conduct yourself with the same politeness you would have in an offline interaction. Master the art of "minding your own business" for your own sake.

Arguments and Competition

As soon as you can, you need to internalize the fact that leaving an argument is not losing.

It is inevitable you will be exposed to many people who disagree with you. Some people only want to argue to rile you up. Sometimes that’s not their intention, but it’s what they’re doing. You do not have to remain in conversation with people, especially if they’re not interested in actually coming to an understanding. Even if they are interested, sometimes they just suck!! Leave!! You can leave!!

On that note, sometimes you are going to get valid criticism and it’s going to hurt. That is part of learning. If someone says you messed up and did something hurtful, take a second to step back from your defensiveness and consider: intent ≠ effect. Apologize, repair what you can, and move forward with the ability to do better in the future. You’re going to mess up every once in awhile, it’s inevitable.

To summarize the past two points: don't waste your time on unnecessary hostility but don't close yourself into an echo chamber either. Debates should be about learning.

Sometimes people are not going to like you. This happens offline too but people tend to be a lot more blunt online. Sometimes people dislike you for no reason or for really petty reasons. That’s not your problem, move on.

Don’t actively seek out people you don’t like or who don’t like you to argue with. Whether or not your side is the “right side” doesn’t matter, it’s going to cause you so much unnecessary stress. Feel free to keep posting your opinions on your own profile but don’t seek out unnecessary conflict.

This is a different type of competition than previously mentioned, but be aware of the danger of comparing yourself to other people. Especially if you’re a creative or student, DO NOT GET SWEPT UP IN THE GRIND CULTURE. It’s more subtle in some places than others, but anytime you see the notion that you should be working yourself to the bone be VERY critical. Also be critical of any online cultures (such as gaming and art communities) that brag about unhealthy habits or act like it’s ~part of the culture~ (ex: all nighters, not taking breaks, getting hurt. Any activity that neglects health to work toward a goal).

Not just grind culture, any community of subculture that shares anti recovery sentiments is a huge red flag. Even if they're joking, it's not worth the risk of internalizing those statements.

Everyone’s social media presence is to some degree doctored because it’s a purposefully selected collection of what they allow you to see. It’s fine to like the persona you see being displayed, but never forget that it is not reflective of the entire person. Everyone online is JUST SOME PERSON. Do not forget that and start holding yourself to a standard you can’t even see every side of.

By posting online you are opening yourself to criticism. Whether or not it’s justified can vary, but either way it’s going to happen. Mute stuff, go private, disable comments, etc if you need to.

Misc Tidbits

these are technically just general info that is also good for offline but I have seen things that make me think people online need the extra reminder.

Learn what cults are, how they recruit, and what they do to their members. I'm not kidding. This is particularly relevant at the moment because of current societal unrest and widespread loneliness. No one is immune to cult propaganda, and not every cult is based on pre established religion or family. Many exist ONLINE and are able to manipulate people without ever meeting face to face. (learn more: Loneliness as a Pandemic: The Dangers of Online Cult

Familiarize yourself with the concept of pseudoscience. Please familiarize yourself with the concept of pseudoscience and then learn how to identify pseudoscience. (learn more: Karl Popper, Science, & Pseudoscience: Crash Course Philosophy #8)

Q. How do I know if a source is reliable?

Final Thoughts

It's important people of ALL ages learn these lessons, because the internet is constantly changing and we are all vulnerable when in the presence of other people.

Be cautious and stay safe

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