#also i'm almost out of school for break so i've got lots of free time for requests

[toskarin]

how did you get started making music, tools-wise?

I've talked about this a bit before and I don't necessarily recommend doing this, so skip the following two paragraphs and go right to the one under the break if you actually want the method I recommend

I lied to a girl I liked from my school and told her that, because I could play guitar I could also play piano, so I could teach her to play piano. both of these statements were lies.

I had to panic and learn both guitar and piano one week ahead of the lessons I was giving her as an excuse to hang out. so I self-taught in a haze of panic and "maybe she'll like me" (she did not) (but she kind of did) (but she was bicurious) (but she was wishy-washy on if she wanted to get together and her parents didn't like me) (and her parents were homophobic) (I think she might have texted me at one point years down the line to tell me she had a girlfriend but it was after I deleted our text history and I'm chronically unable to remember to put people's names into my contacts so who knows)

but that's all an aside. that's a bad method.

anyway if you want to start making music in earnest, doing what I did when I got serious about making songs instead of trying to impress girls whose parents wanted to destroy me with their minds here's a better answer

go acquire FL Studio. it's apparently really easy to do this because people have been acquiring it for years, or so I've heard. FL is good for learning because you've got 20 years worth of free tutorials available to you on youtube to dig through and plenty of stock vsts to play with out of the box

FL Studio is, realistically, the only tool you actually need to start making music. you could get away with less, but it's what I used, and as long as you don't pick up Specific Bad Habits, your experience with it will transfer to other DAWs if you decide to switch it later

that's all, really

if you go this route, the golden rule I'm going to impart on you right now is that you need to have a limiter on your songs. the default FL studio song templates have one, so you should keep it until you know enough to know why you might adjust something like that

it doesn't matter if it sounds fine in the editor without a limiter. everyone thinks it's not a big deal at the time, but as you get more experienced, there's literally nothing short of getting in legal trouble that you'll regret more than realising that your old work is almost entirely unsalvageable because you didn't put a limiter on it and now half of the audio is just lost data to clipping

I'm gonna put a few more recommendations for things I've used, just so you can consider them if you need something else to chew on. everything past this point is entirely optional and you'll do just fine with FL Studio alone. in fact, probably don't worry about everything below the line

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items marked with [F] are free.

DIGITAL AUDIO WORKSTATIONS THAT AREN'T FL

for tracker-based editing and chiptunes, use Renoise. you'll either love or hate trackers, and while they have a steeper learning curve than piano roll DAWs, they might come more naturally to you. I personally think that Renoise is a lot of fun to use. it kinda has an "addictive" quality to it, as funny as that is to say

for quickly sketching songs, use [F]Jummbox. it's an html workstation (multiplatform!) that writes your sketches to a url, meaning it's pretty easy to collaborate on musical sketches. Jummbox is good for making chiptune style instrumentals, but what makes it especially accessible is the fact that it works on a piano roll system, which will be familiar to you if you're working in FL

for writing sheet music, I recommend starting with [F]Musescore. I'll warn you right now that there aren't really any good notation editors and you're making lesser-of-evils decisions when you pick any of them, but it's probably the best compromise out there right now. it's the one I use when I need to hand something to a physical musician. you can also export pieces as midi, although there's better ways to do that lol

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VSTs

if you can acquire Pianoteq, do that. if you feel uncomfortable with acquiring it, [F]Keyzone Classic is free and can sound pretty nice with a bit of work, but you really have to learn to work with it

if your workstation can handle it performance-wise, go pick up [F]Vital - Spectral Warping Wavetable Synth. there's tons of free presets for this out there and it sounds good. cool synth. Serum: Advanced Wavetable Synthesizer is also good and has plenty of presets, but it's on the pricy side, so consider how comfortable you are with [finding a friend to buy it for you]

[F]Decent Sampler doesn't do much out of the box, because it's just a tool for playing sample banks, but if you go to [F]Pianobook, you can find tons of weird and fun sample packs of just about everything you can imagine. sounds derived from folk instruments, industrial equipment, lego sets, stylophones, choirs, whatever. incredibly useful.

Valhalla VintageVerb. this is the reverb plugin. you want this one. [F]Valhalla Super Massive is also good but it's more focused on alien-sounding reverb effects and enormous spaces, so it's kind of got a niche use case and you should be a little careful with it

if you've heard a lo-fi hip hop song on youtube, it probably used [F]iZotope Vinyl. this one can save you a lot of time if you're going for that sound because it comes with all the little vinyl flourishes outside of compression (like dust crackling) that you'd otherwise have to add yourself

[F]Genny VST is advertised as giving a genesis/megadrive sound, but what actually makes it shine is that it's an actual synth emulating the YM2612 and SN76489 sound chips. this means you can create your own sounds that work within those specs, which is a lot of fun! definitely beats just using samples, if you ask me

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HARSH VSTS THAT I PERSONALLY LIKE BUT WHICH ALSO MIGHT !!HURT!! YOU. SO BE VERY CAREFUL USING THESE.

[F]Tritik Krush is a bitcrushing plugin. it does a good job of bitcrushing and downsampling. I use it a lot in my songs, but you've really gotta know how to keep this one under control, because it's fully capable of making painful sounds on accident and can completely devour your mix

[F]FSA Latcher is a gorgeous noisebox. it screams in horrible ways and makes dying machine noises in various colours. this is the musical equivalent of working with radioactive material, so be extremely careful using this in anything you don't want to hurt the listener's ears

girlfriend just told me I have to recommend [F]Noise Engineering Ruina to you if I'm making a category with this heading. I don't personally use it, but she likes it (she's better at music than I am) and it's free, so you should go pick it up. "it annihilates sounds very deliciously" (maybe I should use it)

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hope that helps a bit!

[katzchai]

private session for free // seo changbin x reader

pairing: seo changbin x reader contains: fluff, personal trainer seo changbin, date invitation

"okay, maybe it's not that bad." i said to myself while looking at my reflection in the glass doors.

i've moved to a new city a month ago and i've finally built up the courage to get out of the apartment after work and try a new gym. back in my hometown, i'd visit the gym once a week for the fitness class and i loved it. perfect amount of a workout and fun.

if someone would try to call me a gym rat i'd laugh in their face. do i like going to the gym? like the actual gym? hell no. i always hated the PE classes at school and i still remember all the times when the coach would scream at us because we couldn't hit the ball right or run for longer than 5 minutes without a break. it wasn't until the coach got sick in the middle of the last semester and we got a new PE teacher that i started to enjoy something gym-related.

our new teacher introduced us to fitness and she would hold one class a week. that was the only time i had fun. after graduating and starting a job i decided to try fitness in my free time and it became a part of my friday. everyone would go to clubs on fridays but me? i'd get my bag and go straight to my favourite gym in the city.

now after moving for a new job, i had to find a gym in the city that's not only close to me but also feels good - the right vibes have to be there - otherwise it's not fun at all. i did my research on maps to see where the closest gym is and i found one 5 minutes away from my apartment so after work i went home, grabbed my bag and i came here.

now, as i'm standing in front of the doors i'm thinking if i'm at the right location. everything inside looks so - black and white. no character to the place and i'm rethinking my decision to come here. but hey, momma didn't raise a quitter.

as i'm opening the doors and stepping into the gym i hear lots of very upbeat music. "okay, i can still turn around and go back home." and as i'm about to turn around a lady behind the desk pops up. 

"hey! welcome to hitshOt, the only gym in the city where nobody judges you. is it your first time here?"

"yes, hello. i was thinking about signing up for the gym membership."

"awesome!" the girl behind the desk has a name tag and while i'm coming up to the desk i read that her name is dabin. "we don't offer any free trials but we offer the best equipment and the best personal trainers so i'm sure you'll find something for yourself here."

"oh actually, do you offer any fitness classes? i'm not interested in the typical "macho" stuff. i prefer something more... fun."

"i'm so sorry but we don't. we're in the process of firing more staff and maybe one day. but hey, you can go in and take a look around and if you decide to stay you can pay me once you'll be going out." am i disappointed? yes. this is the closest gym to me and the ratings were high but if there's no fitness this is not a place for me.

"well... i'm sure the gym is amazing but no thank you. i'm not interested. to be honest with you Dabin i hate working out in a gym because it seems like everyone is waiting for you to fail. i'll keep an eye on your website to see if there are any fitness classes in the future though."

as i'm picking my bag from the floor i can hear a strong voice behind me. "who said that the gym is only for the typical "macho" stuff? i'm pretty sure you can do anything in there and have fun." i turn around and see a very muscular guy who is definitely at the gym almost 24/7 - i mean who has arms like that and doesn't go to the gym? "do you think that maybe you could give the gym a chance with me?"

"and who are you?"

"changbin. i'm a personal trainer here and before you say anything - i'm willing to get you on a private session with me for free. i've got time since the person who was scheduled didn't show up and i can show you around and maybe you'll decide to stay with us."

"and what if i don't want to try out the gym with you?"

"i can take you out for a coffee and convince you that working out can be just as fun as fitness."

shocked i start to wonder why this guy is so keen on getting some one-on-one time with me. i won't lie he is handsome and i'm all for the meet-cutes but something seems fishy.

"i can see you haven't decided yet, so i'll be in the cafe next door," he says and walks up to me. when he stands next to me he whispers "the coffee and the private session will be on me, beautiful. no matter what time."

and what do i do? i say bye to dabin and walk out of the gym and head to the cafe. you never say no to a free coffee. and a private session with a "macho" like that.

#stray kids #seo changbin #changbin #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines #stray kids drabbles #changbin x reader #changbin fluff #stray kids x you #personal trainer seo changbin

[berry-loves-yandere]

Hiiii!!!

I love love love your content!

I have a pretty long request so feel free to ignore it!

Basically, it's a yandere romantic the black phone boys (Griffin is platonic and the rest are aged up to like 16-17) with a kidnapped female reader (who's 16 btw). Like it was 1964, she was 2 years old and the Grabber just kidnapped her as a test run on everything and planned on killing her almost right away. But he grows attached to her when she starts calling him dad, not knowing any better. He keeps her locked in a room upstairs and gives her lots of nice stuff. The Grabber begins kidnapping again in 1976, starting with Griffin but she finds Griffin and helps him hide in a secret room she found that was attached to her room that the Grabber is unaware of. Obviously the Grabber finds out and freaks out, he immediately thinks that Griffin escaped but everyone still seems to be looking for him, so he realizes that Griffin is hiding somewhere in the house. He gets angry with reader, because Griffin wouldn't be able to find any hiding spots without help, so the Grabber hurts her. She continues to save the victims, which causes her to get more and more hurt but after she saves Robin, the Grabber threatens that if she hides the next victim, he'll kill her. So instead, she secretly helps Finney without hiding him.

The rest is up to you! Have a great day/night!

Omfg. This is amazing. And turned out to be the longest oneshot I've ever written and it's gonna have multiple parts because this shit is long as hell. (also I'm gonna assume that Griffin isn't aged up)

(Here is your food my children, I haven't fed you guys in forever. Sorry bout that)

"𝐼'𝓂 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"

Yandere The Black Phone boys x kidnapped!AFAB!reader:

Warnings: kidnapping, abuse, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, unhealthy mindset, manipulation, The Grabber

(Y/N) was only 2 at the time, how was she supposed to know that this man wasn't her father?

And thanks to calling him 'daddy' (Not in that way you perverted freaks) and not being scared by him, he didn't kill her and instead kept her locked upstairs.

She never knew anything besides the house she lived in.

There were thick wood planks over the windows in her room, so she didn't even know what outside looked like.

The Grabber provided her with fairytales and taught her things other kids learned at school.

He allowed her to roam around the house but never, ever, go in the basement, the basement was always off limits.

(Y/N) abided by this rule, despite how curious she was.

But there were also times when she wasn't allowed to leave her room and it could be for weeks on end but the Grabber never told her why, he just expected her to be compliant, which she was.

As years passed, (Y/N) began to mentally question these odd rules.

And decided to break one rule, after she heard Grabber go in the basement quite frequently for a couple weeks.

She had basically memorized when the Grabber was out of the house, so when he was out, curiosity got the best of her and she opened up the basement.

Inside, she saw a young boy, one that she had seen in the newspaper that she secretly looked at.

The boy saw her and was shocked.

She waved her hand, as if to say, 'follow me'.

He followed her without hesitation, not wanting to be in the dingy old basement any longer.

(Y/N) carefully lead him to her room after closing the basement door properly behind the both of them, and opened the big wooden closet sitting in her room..

She shifted something around until there was a small 'click' sound and she pulled off a wooden panel.

An adult could easily climb through the hole, so someone as small as the boy had no problems with that.

"Stay in this room. I know it's not the prettiest but you're safer here. I'll bring you some food and water or a soda every night." She told him.

"Why can't I leave? I wanna go home." He questioned.

"He'll be back soon. If he sees you outside, he'll hurt you. I don't want you to get hurt. When it's safe I'll help you leave. But be very quiet, this room isn't sound proof." (Y/N) explained.

Hearing the front door open and Samson start barking, she motioned for him to move back, then put the panel back in place and covered it up.

She grabbed a book of fairytales and began reading, pretending that she didn't break one of the main house rules.

She heard the Grabber calling out to her, so she came downstairs.

"You called Daddy?" She answered as she entered the kitchen.

"Did you go in the basement?" He questioned.

"No. Why would I do that? You told me it's all yucky." (Y/N) lied, faking confusion.

"Good. Good. Now go back to your room." He instructed.

"Okay!" She replied before going back to her room.

Once she was back in her room, she quietly panicked while trying to read her book of fairytales.

What made it worse was that she was trying to read BlueBeard, where the maidens who went into the secret chamber got killed by BlueBeard.

She took in shaking breaths, reminding herself that it was going to be fine, everything was going to be okay.

Then there was a yell of frustration and the front door opening and closing again.

"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit." (Y/N) cussed over and over, frightened for herself and the boy she was hiding.

She took a few deep breaths while reminding herself that the Grabber probably thought the boy had escaped which meant he didn't suspect that he was in a hidden room.

But it would only be a few days before he realized that the boy was still in the house.

Since the door hadn't reopened, (Y/N) hurriedly went to her closet and opened the panel.

"You have to be super quiet for these next few days, okay? He's gonna be looking for you in the house once he realizes that you're not free. I'm gonna give you these snacks to eat since I can't give you anything else when he's looking for you. If I knock once on the panel, then you can quietly eat but if knock twice, don't make a noise." (Y/N) rambled as she handed him the snacks.

The boy nodded and grabbed the snacks before (Y/N) placed the panel back.

She covered up the panel and closed the closet right before the door was loudly opened downstairs.

(Y/N) back down on her bed, going back to reading the same sentence in BlueBeard, over and over again.

Then her bedroom door was slammed open, making (Y/N) flinch.

"(Y/N). Did you go in the basement? Or hear anything weird today?" The Grabber questioned with an eerily calm tone of voice.

"No. I told you that before, remember?" (Y/N) insisted with a shaky voice.

He clicked his tongue before turning away from (Y/N), leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

The next few days the Grabber was constantly checking the newspaper but there was nothing about Griffin's return.

And with that, the Grabber knew that Griffin was still in the house and became instantly angry with (Y/N) because there was no way griffin would find a hiding place without help.

He put on his demon mask with the frown on the bottom half and entered (Y/N)'s room as she was drawing princesses in a notebook.

He made sure the door hit the wall with the amount of force he used to open it, alerting (Y/N) that the Grabber was in her room.

He grabbed (Y/N) by her hair and dragged her off her bed.

(Y/N) yelped in pain but he paid no mind to it.

"Where the hell is he?!" The Grabber shouted.

"Who?" (Y/N) asked, causing her to receive a slap to the face.

"YOU KNOW WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT!" He shouted at her.

"I DON'T KNOW!" She yelled back, earning her another slap.

"YOU BETTER TELL ME WHERE HE IS OR ELSE YOU'RE GONNA BE IN A LOT OF PAIN!" The Grabber told her but she knew better than to tell him.

"I. don't. know." She replied through gritted teeth.

The Grabber then dragged her to the basement by her hair, ignoring her cries of pain.

Once they were in the basement, he began to kick, punch and slap her.

Her wails of pain being the only noise in the otherwise quiet house.

Once he was done taking out his frustration on her, he dragged her back to her room by her hair.

He threw her into her room then locked the door behind him when he left.

(Y/N) was shaking and dry sobbing, unable to move from the sheer torture of just being dragged up and down stairs by her hair, the punch, slaps and kicks just made it worse.

She ended up passing out from the pain.

When she woke up, the Grabber was standing near her with a tray of food.

She could only open one of her two eyes because the other was swollen shut from a harsh punch.

He saw she was awake and gently helped her sit up.

"I know it hurts but that wasn't me. I promise it wasn't." He told her as he placed the tray of food on her lap.

"and he was just a bit angry. I'm sorry. But I bandaged you up. And soon you'll be as good as new!" He said, pretending everything was fine.

(Y/N) instead just broke down and began harshly sobbing into her hands but that didn't stop the tears from landing in her food.

The Grabber tried to comfort her but the minute he laid a hand on her shoulder, her sobs grew more violent.

He decided that it was best to just walk away for the time being until she was calm again.

She kept on crying until she couldn't produce anymore tears from dehydration.

Her sobs turned into light sniffles and she began to eat her tear-soaked food, knowing that it was probably the only meal she would have that day.

She attempted to step out of bed after she finished eating but when she tried to stand up, her legs gave out from under her, crating a loud thud that alerted the Grabber.

He went upstairs to (Y/N)'s room and saw her on the ground, struggling to get up.

He carefully picked her up and placed her back on her bed as she heavily trembled.

This whole experience was terrifying but she knew she had to endure it.

Unbeknownst to her, she would have to endure it multiple times.

End of part 1

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere the black phone #yandere tbp #yandere horror #yandere thriller #yandere movie #platonic yandere #yandere the black phone x reader #yandere tbp x reader #yandere horror x reader #yandere thriller x reader #yandere movie x reader #platonic yandere x reader #the black phone #tbp #horror #thriller #movie #platonic #the black phone x reader #tbp x reader #horror x reader #thriller x reader #movie x reader #platonic x reader

[poohsources]

HELLO EVERYONE! as the year is slowly but surely coming to its end, and i'm now home for the holidays, i thought it was finally time to make another one of these. partially to give a little update on what's been going on in my life and partially as some sort of retrospect for this past year and a look into my plans for next year.

looking back, it's been quite an eventful year — especially when compared to the weird covid years we had to deal with previously. the biggest change was probably my dropping out of college to start a dual studies program in law. i did like my college program just fine ( until i didn't anymore ) but i really feel like law is my thing. and apparently everyone else in my circle of family and friends thinks so as well because i seem a hell of a lot happier than i did before. kinda unfortunate it took me seven years since quitting high school to figure that bit out, but hey, at least i got there in the end. it's been quite time-consuming, and i feel like in those past five months, i've already learned more than i did in all my years of college, but it's fun. i also finally got some new friends my age again. it's also strange to think back that just one year ago i was still struggling financially and just generally dealing with some bad mental health stuff.

i'm actually happy now.

in terms of tumblr and roleplaying, i gotta be honest that i have been sidelining it a lot over the last months. sure, i'm still around but it's not my primary focus, and i'm learning that it's okay not to be online all the time. it's okay to take breaks and focus on other things because as much as i love this blog, the community and tumblr, there are some more important things now. still, i am and always will be eternally grateful to every single person who supports me - whether it is by liking or reblogging posts, sending asks or messages, following me or using any of my stuff. it means so freaking much to me, and i always feel so proud whenever i randomly see my own stuff pop up on my dash because mutuals use it. thank you all so very much! in a similar vein, i honestly still cannot fathom that i almost managed to double the follower count this past year. i'm probably not gonna reach the goal i've kinda been looking at until the end of the year but that's okay. i am so incredibly grateful for everyone here anyway. no matter what.

as for next year - i'm not too sure what i'm gonna do. of course. i'm gonna keep posting memes, and templates and whatever other stuff i feel like doing, but i think my activity is gonna keep on being spotty. i'm also still tempted to do commissions one day ( and we're totally gonna ignore that i've been saying this for over a year now, okay? ) but with the amount of time i don't have, i'm not sure i'm gonna be able to deliver on that. if i do finally build the courage and self-esteem to do that, it will be like an occasional thing that might take some time. however, one thing i do wanna do more of is gifs. i'm not sure what kind of gifs, but i enjoy making them and it's been way too long since i did them so i'm gonna see how i'm gonna incorporate that. or if anyone has any specific gifs they want, always feel free to shoot me an ask or a message. maybe also some aesthetic-y stuff? after all do love making pinterest boards for characters.

maybe i'll also do a blog reveal once i finally set up my multi that i've been planning to work on for months now. since i'm gonna scrap my current main blog ( which i haven't really been active on in a while now anyway ) i'm kinda thinking of coming back to writing and who knows, maybe i'm gonna reveal it here in case anyone would like to write with me.

anyway, this was a lot of rambling, and if you've made it this far, i once again wanna thank you. i know i do this a lot but i really do appreciate you all being here so much, and even after two years of having this silly little blog, it still feels unreal to me that so many people here enjoy what i do.

much love and happy holidays, pooh 🧡

#pooh speaks. #pooh's (ir)regular updates. #long post tw

[airenyah]

QL Wrapped 2023

i was tagged by @nongnaos and @ranchthoughts thank youuu <333

i meant to upload this at the latest by december 31st, but the thing is when i saw the tag i was a little overwhelmed at first bc i didn't know how to fill it out and then once i had it all written out i had a super hard time deciding on what to gif and then it all ended up taking soooo much longer than planned. and now it's already 2024. oops. well, better late then never...

so without further ado:

You watched 12 QLs this year that's about 264 hours!

(i'm counting only qls that started airing 2023 bc i didn't keep track of every single show that i watched and it's a lot easier to count all the 2023 dramas on mdl lmao)

You primarily only watched QLs from Thailand

i blame my bachelor thesis for this which i was writing on the translation strategies of thai to eng and also the fact that i'm learning thai, so any time i watch a series i'm like "do i watch something from a country other than thailand tonight??" only for a little voice in my head to go "yeah but you COULD be spending your evening practicing thai listening skills" so yeah...

You spent way too much time thinking about these characters: Pat Napat Jindapat

listen. LISTEN. i know ok, i know bad buddy is from 2021 not from 2023. however!!!!! bad buddy was part of our skyy 2 and that included my boy pat and so i'm counting it!!!! i'm always thinking about pat napat jindapat ok bye

no for real tho. i am NOT kidding when i say i have spent hours on end thinking about pat in the year of our lord 2023, two full years after the show dropped:

maybe in 2024 i'll finally sit down and write that meta that's been in my head for two years now

Your favorite show was Moonlight Chicken

it's gotta be the chicken show for me. yeah. it just felt so... idk, real in a way. idk how to explain it. i'm not even obsessing over mlc all that much but any time it pops into my head i go all kinds of 😭😭😭 and 🥰🥰🥰

not to mention the firstmix

the heartliming

and most importantly earth and fourth as an uncle/nephew duo??

i am so🥺🥺🥺

special shoutout also to jimbo the cat (left) who looks almost exactly like coco, my family's cat (right):

Another one of your favorites was Last Twilight

just. the way p'aof shows relationships on screen okay. yeah.

i cry

You are still stuck in this hallway:

yeah i've been thinking about the yank-kiss-yeet scene from hidden agenda and joke breaking down afterwards in that very hallway for 19 weeks straight gay. bye.

The soundtracks you listened to the most were:

(according to my spotify wrapped top 5)

Just Friend? (Bad Buddy)

Our Song (Bad Buddy)

น้ำลาย (My School President Cover)

Secret (Bad Buddy)

yeah. i've given up on the "only 2023 media" thing. if we're talking songs only from series released in 2023 then i've got love love love (our skyy 2) on no. 32 and no more empty nights (our skyy 2) on no. 46 on my spotify wrapped

also if you're wondering what the 5th song (on no.3 in reality) from my top 5 was that's missing above where i only mentioned four songs, well, it's none other than tilly birds' same page? which yeah. is also bad buddy related. surprise surprise 🤭

Your overall bl mood was P'Aof

You created 15 gifsets (of which "only" 1/3 were about making other shows about bad buddy)

you can find them here

You shazammed 295 royalty free background music pieces/songs from thai dramas

fun fact: i haven't mentioned this publically yet but since thai dramas keep using the same music over and over again in various series i've actually started collecting the different songs/pieces and i'm planning on making a side blog about it. i just want to go through some more dramas first before i publish anything. so this is something you can look forward to in 2024 dkjfkfdj

currently shazamming my way through bad buddy (you may have seen my blorbo breakdown about pran in the ep4 sleepover scene the other week that was triggered by me shazamming all of ep4). next on the list: theory of love and the eclipse. it takes ages tho, so don't expect it any time soon

Your favorite acting pair was JoongDunk

(is anyone even surprised by this lol)

no but for real whatever these two have going on, i'm intrigued:

i just. i love their energy ok. they're fun. and they're clearly having fun

i couldn't decide on what to gif so here's a little compilation bc fuck it, this is my post and i get to do whatever the fuck i want

(actually there's more that i could have put in there but i didn't wanna waste any more time with posting this tag game and also i was trying to keep the compilation somewhat short lmao)

they are such silly little idiot boys ("little" says the 155cm tall short person about the 180+cm giants 🤭) and i adore them &lt;3

their energy is essentially this meme and i'm so here for it:

and they just communicate so well when they're performing and you never feel like either of them is "alone" on stage (doing his own thing in his own little bubble), it's SUCH a joy to watch!!!! once again plugging two of my all time fave performances that i've been rewatching over and over again for the last 3 months:

also dunk is just SO little brother-shaped to me idek!! looking at his face just makes me go into big sister mode. it doesn't help that he's only like a month or so older than my actual little brother. AND he reminds me a lot of one of my fave kids from my youth group that i used to go to for years. dunk natachai has klein-andi energy and you all don't know what that means but i know what that means as does my mom and she agrees. so.

tagging:

i feel so ashamed for not making it in time before 2023 ended so i'm not gonna tag anyone but if you see this and you really wanna do it bc you haven't done it yet then please do so and tag me because i say so!!

and mutuals, send me yours bc i'm not sure i saw everyone else's!!!! (@celestial-sapphicss @moonkhao @visualtaehyun @telomeke @waitmyturtles @dribs-and-drabbles did you guys do this already and if yes, send me yours? i must have missed it 🥺🥺🥺)

#my 2023 ql wrapped essentially boils down to ''p'aof dramas + joongdunk'' lmao #as i say in my blog description... i'm a bad buddy blog in its joongdunk era #fun fact: ohm pawat is also extremely little brother shaped to me and idk why #there's something about dunk and ohm that has my brain go #''is anyone gonna adopt these two as little brothers??'' and not wait for an answer #tag game #adrm #also the words ''youth group'' paired with that nickname could be very telling #imagine someone from said youth group also being in the tumblr ql fandom without me knowing and finding this and recognizing it/me #idk how i feel about this... but then again #girl what are YOU doing at the devil's sacrament

[lastoneout]

you absolutely do not need to respond if you don't want to but how does the "everything feels worse because i'm finally healing" differ from "everything feels worse because things really are that bad currently"? i always wonder if there's a way to tell them apart. glad you're getting recovering!

Imo the difference so far, is that back when I was still in an unsafe place that was making my trauma worse, between the hysterical sobbing meltdowns I just felt so....normal. I would freak out and break sometimes, but after that I would feel weirdly fine. Or even at times like I didn't have emotions at all? It was like my brain was going "there is no war in ba sing se" to protect me and keep me from freaking out too bad, and like it kinda was! My major coping mechanism has always been ignoring my emotions and shoving them all in a box until they aren't bothering me anymore. And when I was in those shitty situations that was helpful, because I needed to keep myself alive and I wasn't going to be able to do that if I was a sobbing mess all the time.

Also, the one time it got really, really bad, like I was so deep in a traumatic situation it was clearly just completely destroying me, I really did feel like that part in Inside Out where Riley's console just goes dark and none of her emotions can press any buttons. There was this overwhelming sense of dread and misery, and I could barely take care of myself at all. I stopped going to school and showering and I barely ate anything, I didn't talk to my friends, and tbh I did some stuff that I am SUPER not proud of, bcs my brain legit wasn't working at all, and it wasn't until I got out that I started feeling like a person again.

The pain of healing never feels like that. Yes, I am in a bad mental space a lot of the time, I'm depressed and I have nightmares that make me legit so depressed I spend the whole day crying, but there's like...idk this undercurrent of function and focus that wasn't there before. I can keep doing things WHILE being sad(for the most part), instead of only being able to function when I am repressing everything. And tbh it really does feel like I don't have a choice in the matter, which sounds bad but it's kinda nice? Like my brain is done repressing things and isn't going to let me do it anymore. Every time I try it's almost like there's a firm but kind voice in my head saying "no, we can't do that anymore, you have to face this, it's okay".

It's kinda weird too bcs the deeper into healing I get the less my old coping mechanisms help. Hell most of them don't even work anymore. As an example my mom got into a car wreck recently and she was in the hospital for a while, and when I found out I tried to go into my "no feelings no nonsense we have to be strong now" mode, but it didn't work?? I spent the whole time I was there crying, and like!! I actually was happy I was crying!! Because I've never been able to do that!! It's such a weird thing to be happy I'm upset but like, it means I'm making progress.

And that makes every single moment of misery bearable because I know I need this. I've needed this my entire life, and it hurts and is scary, and sometimes I do have to just zone out and play video games or spend a day in bed being sad, but I just...know it's the right thing. Idk how else to explain it, I just know.

It also helps that now I know what a happy, safe life looks like and I know it's there waiting for me. I know this work is worthwhile because I don't want to live my life the way I used to. And I am in a happy, supportive relationship that actively inspires me to work on myself and be a better person. I know not everyone has that, but framing it in a way where I am trying to be better not just for myself but for the people I love helps give me that extra bit of strength I need to keep going.

Anyway this is kinda rambly, sorry, but I did want to answer. If anyone else has any advice for anon feel free to add it on!! I have to go to therapy now lmao but when I'm done if I think of anything else I'll add it!

#long post #ask to tag #personal #okay to rb

[andreal831]

The pacing for season 4 and especially season 5 seemed extremely rushed to me. I’ve always thought the show could’ve used a season in between season 3 and season 4 to pace it better.

What are your thoughts about this? What do you think would’ve and/or should’ve occured had this of happened?

I couldn't agree more.

In fact, all of the fics I've written in the TVD universe have been fixing that period, (subtle plug for my fics) so I can tell you exactly what I would have done. This will have spoilers for my fics so feel free to go over to AO3 or Wattpad and read there first!

They could have done something so amazing. As someone who watched the shows from a young age, it almost felt like we grew up with the TVD gang, and then were watching Hope grow up which would have made Legacies so special to watch her come into her own. But we didn't get that. Instead, Hope grew up in the blink of an eye off screen. For a show about family, it seemed to constantly put the family aspects on the back burner.

They did all of these major time jumps simply because Julie Plec wanted to move on to Legacies. She liked the idea of what I just described but didn't have the patience to actually do it effectively. From what I've heard, The Originals was supposed to be like 6 or 7 seasons. Instead, we essentially got 4.

If they wanted to shorten the seasons, I would have scrapped season 5 completely. It was honestly a mess and didn't add much to the overall story. If you want to read how I would do that, I've written a story called The Last Sacrifice which shows season 4 as the series finale. SPOILERS for my story. Essentially, instead of splitting the Hollow in four, Elijah takes it all and sacrifices himself. To me, this gives Elijah a kind of redemption arc while allowing his family a chance at happiness.

Now my current work in progress, The Great War, starts in the beginning of season 3. I love season 3, but I think this is where things start to get messy. We see these constant character arcs and then destructions throughout this season. Deep traumas are brought to light and then quickly moved on from. The characters are all going through massive trauma but as an audience, we don't have a second to truly feel the impact because the next thing is already happening.

Then the show does a 5 year time jump and we don't even get flashbacks of Hayley trying to save the family or raising Hope on her own? It wasn't just the Mikaelsons missing out on Hope's life, but the audience as well. We finally get them reunited for about a week and then they are all forced to go their separate ways. And they cave in so easily. The Mikaelsons I know, especially after being separated for so long, wouldn't have gone down without a fight. Hayley sending Hope off to boarding school makes no sense. She fought so hard to keep her child with her only to send her off? Also, why couldn't Rebekah and Marcel have stayed in New Orleans than since Hope would never be there? Or Klaus for that matter? Elijah erasing his memories made no sense. Freya not working endlessly to destroy the Hollow and reunite her family for 5 years made no sense.

Then finally we get the mess of Season 5 and they all just give up. There's nearly no fight in them. Why can't they all just split up again? Why can't they send the Hollow to another realm? If you want to see how I would have written season 5, check out Don't It Just Break Your Heart. Essentially, how did Klaus not just force Elijah's memories back when everything started falling apart?

The last few seasons were rushed and poorly written because the writers were done, the actors were done, and Julie Plec didn't care.

But if you're interested, The Great War is planning to follow a lot of the cannon events but slowing things down a lot. I do have an added character to try and control the Mikaelsons slightly, but I'm trying to keep it true to how I see the events actually taking place if the characters are staying true to their character arcs.

As for the season between season 3 and 4, this is a little bit of spoilers for TGW, but yes, there definitely needs to be a season there. The time jump is ridiculous and we miss so much good character development.

Thanks for the ask! Sorry some of this is vague but I don't want to spoil TGW too much!

#fix it fic #season 4 and 5 are a hot mess #but seriously the writers just didnt care #i blame julie #long live the mikaelsons #tvdu #the great war wp #the originals #the vampire diaries #the mikaelsons #wattpad #tvd #anon ask #fandom asks #tvd anon ask #tvd ask #fandom answers #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #hayley marshall #hope mikaelson

[scarletsaphire]

*slams hands on the table* CHALLENGE MODE SAM/EMBER GOOOOO

Sam sat on the sofa, one leg folded under her and the other on the ground. The sofa was uncomfortable, the one that her parent's used for important, stuffy guests they wanted to impress but didn't want hanging around too long. Normally, Sam avoided it, and her parents in general, like the plague, but right now her hard work was finally coming to fruition. She could deal with some minor back pain to watch the fireworks.

"So," Pamela asked, her voice strained and her face frozen in her practiced facsimile of perfection. "How did you and our dear Sammikins meet?"

Ember, who was lounging on the sofa next to Sam with her feet propped up on the expensive coffee table, didn't answer at first. She was busy picking something out of her teeth with her finger. It took Pamela clearing her throat two separate times for Ember to answer her, and that was mostly because Ember had finished getting whatever it was free. Sam was glad her parents had hammered in how to keep a perfectly pure smile on her face from such a young age; Ember was playing her part magnificently, and Sam needed to act none the wiser.

"Oh, I like, mind controlled her whole school. And most everyone else in the town," Ember answered. "Surely you've heard of me. I went through a lot of effort for everyone to remember my name." Ember gestured to the guitar laying across her lap. Sam elbowed her in the side. Despite the fact that it didn't hurt (Sam had seen Ember get thrown through multiple walls before. Sam might have been strong, but she wasn't that strong) Ember made a show of rubbing her side. "Aw, babe, what was that for?"

Sam was looking at Ember, but she kept her focus on her parents out of the corner of her eye. She didn't miss their flinch at the pet name, and she had to fight to keep her genuine glee from showing on her face. "You've been hanging out with Danny too much."

"Yea, well, it's your fault for introducing us," Ember said. "Can't blame me for liking him, kids got good taste. He was chasing after you for a while, after all."

Pamela inhaled sharply through her nose. Jeremy's eye twitched. They were small signs, but Sam knew them well. She was wearing down their nerves at record breaking speeds, and she wasn't about to stop now. Not when the plan was working so well.

"Yes, the...Fenton boy," Jeremy said. "Surely, someone of your...status wouldn't be interested in hanging around his type?"

"Oh, you mean cause I'm a ghost?" Ember said. Sam noted the tightening of his grip on the arm chair. "Nah, I've seen the ghost hunters around. I could blow their asses out of the water any day of the week. Honestly, its kind of rude that you think I couldn't. That's like, rule number one of ghosts, y'know? It's kind of like prison, if prison was cool and came with laser beams. Survival of the fittest and all that jazz."

Pamela opened her mouth to speak. If Sam had to guess, it would probably be asking if Ember had ever been in prison; she wouldn't ask about the ghost stuff where Ember could hear her; not only was her parents still scared of ghosts, they also refused to be considered knowingly rude. At least, to anyone with sway. Ember may be dead, but she was famous, at least around Amity Park. That counted for something in their eyes. Whatever Pamela had to say didn't matter, as Ember swung her feet off of the coffee table and started talking again.

"Speaking of jazz, you got some cool vinyls in here! I'm sure you don't mind if I play some of them? I'm kinda big on music, if you couldn't tell." Ember didn't wait for permission, grabbing one of the records (meticulously hung on the wall to give a semblance of culture and spontaneity to the room. Not that Sam's parents had ever listened to a single one of them; it was all part of posturing.) and slipping it onto the record player.

"Of course." Sam could almost hear the tension in her mom's voice, breaking through her carefully constructed softness. "I'm sure Jeremy will be happy to show you around our collection while I have a word with Sammikins. Out. Side." And there was the teeth clenching fury Sam had been after. She glanced at the grand clock in display on the fireplace mantle. It had barely taken four minutes from Ember's arrival to reach red in the face Pamela. A record by nearly two and a half minutes.

Pamela's fingers locked around Sam's wrist, hard enough to hurt but not hard enough to bruise. Sam struggled, but it was mostly for show. She could break the grip if she wanted to; her mother made it a point to be "feminine" which, to her, meant weak, and Sam was anything but. That wasn't the play here. No, she was following the plan, and the plan had her following. At least for now.

As soon as the door to the formal sitting room was shut behind them, Pamela turned on Sam with all of her carefully hidden fury unmasked. "Just what do you think you're doing, bringing one of those things into our house?" she hissed, not letting go of Sam's wrist.

"First off she's not a thing, mom," Sam replied, slipping venom into her voice. Maybe a bit too much venom, actually. That should be for later. Indignant fury would be better. "And she can hear you. Ghosts have better hearing than we do."

Pamela narrowed her eyes at Sam as if trying to gauge how truthful Sam was being. Finally, she dragged Sam a few doors down. "Do you think it," the pronoun was said with emphasis. "can hear us here?"

"Probably not," Sam lied. "I don't get what the big deal is! You told me that if I was to date someone of my choosing, then they had to be of influence, well known and well liked, and self sufficient! Last I checked, Ember ticked all those boxes."

"I didn't think you would go so far as to coercing with one of those things! Its dangerous and volatile, and dead! I know you are going through the whole spooky dead thing phase, but I thought you'd at least be reasonable enough to draw the line at speaking to one of them. And then you show up saying you're dating one of them?" Pamela dropped Sam's wrist in favor of pacing a small circle in the hallway and wringing her hands together nervously. "It tried to kidnap us! It tried to mind control the whole town! It admitted to it!"

"She," Sam said. Now was the time to add the venom. "is not an it. And how do you know she hasn't changed! It's not like she hurt anyone. It was all just..." One beat, two, three. Just enough to make it seem like she was searching for words. "...ghost fun."

"And what about when it wants to have this 'ghost fun' with you?" Pamela snapped, her voice ever so slightly louder than her normal speaking voice. Perfect. "Please, Sammikins. I'm just trying to look out for you. It isn't safe."

"No, I don't have to listen to this! I love her, mom!" Sam raised her own voice to just barely below a shout. That was the signal. "I love her, and there's nothing you can do about it! I tried to follow all of your dumb rules, and the one person I could find that actually gets me isn't good enough for you!" Sam felt the corners of her eyes prickle. She shifted her focus to meat plants, factory farms, and that one scene from Derrick Disassembled where the android was stripped for melting. The prickle turned to tears. Her mascara would run, but that was the point. It was more dramatic that way. "You can't control who I love, mom! So either let me live my own life without any of these stupid rules, or I'll..." She choked on her words. She needed to make them seem genuine, like this was a difficult decision. Like she wouldn't go back on them. "I'll run away with her! She can take me to the ghost zone, where you won't be able to get between us."

"Samantha Manson!" Pamela practically shrieked. "Think about what you're saying! You'd rather-"

Ember appeared to Sam's side, materializing out of thin air. "I heard yelling," she said, eyes narrowing and flame ponytail burning high enough to singe the ceiling. "Do you wanna get out of here?"

Sam gave one tense nod, before she felt invisibility wash over her. As soon as they were out of ear shot, Sam let her fake sobs turn into real laughter. Ember snickered with her.

"You did good back there! I didn't know ya had it in you!" Ember said after they came to a halt in the airspace above the Manson Mansion.

Sam wiped at the tracks of mascara on her face. "I've had a lot of practice. You did great too. I thought my dad might have an aneurysm."

Ember laughed. "You should've seen him after you left. I was poking around his vases and stuff and dropped one. Didn't break, but I think he was about to."

"Oh yea, that'd do it." Sam grabbed her phone out of her pocket. Already, she had three texts and four missed calls from both of her parents. She turned off the phone. "So, are we calling it a night here, or...?"

"Is there anywhere in this place that does karaoke nights or something?" Ember asked after a moment. "Not that I didn't enjoy this, but I think a proper night out might be nice."

"There's a place I know that does live slam poetry," Sam suggested. "Not quite music, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you brought your guitar up with you."

"Sounds good to me."

#danny phantom #danny phantom fanfiction #sam manson #ember mclain #sam manson/ember mclain #ask game #pamela manson #jeremy manson #somber sear

[random-imaginess]

OMG OMG so I found this amazing prompt list.

And I was wondering if you could write Ander Munoz x Reader piece with this one:

the couple have been dating for a while but try to keep it a secret from their friends because of how they would react (positively or negatively). ensues a lot of sneaking around, secret touches, and kisses when nobody is looking.

Please and thank you, love <3

This is really cute! There's so many different things that they could do and I can't decide which one I want to do more! Also, thank you so much for sending something in! I really hope I do him justice! I've thought about maybe doing like a continued thing with this pairing where I can post other drabbles that might go into more of their sneaking around. If that's someone people would want to see! I don't think there's any warnings, just fluff!! A bit of a disclaimer, I've only seen this show once all the way through so far, so I'm still not too familiar with how their school is run or how their classes work. So I'm just kind of winging that part... I'm going to be using one of the dialogue prompts as well! "We're supposed to be focusing." "But you're just so distracting."

The best part of your day was when you got to see your boyfriend, Ander. It didn't matter what time of day, you just constantly craved seeing that beautiful face of his. You had always hung out in the same circle, were always friends, but it wasn't until last summer that the two of you got even closer. You spent nearly every waking moment together, and if it wasn't for the fact that your bodies needed sleep, you would have probably spent those hours together, too. It was an incredibly hard adjustment when school started back up again. Right before you both had to come back to reality, you agreed that you would keep your relationship a secret. It wasn't that you were embarrassed to be seen around each other, that part wasn't anything new. But you both knew the shit that your friends would give you if they found out you were dating, and neither of you wanted to deal with that yet. You liked the bubble that you were in and you wanted to stay in it a little bit longer. So the agreement was, when you were at school or a party or anywhere you could be seen by your friends, you kept things on the down low. That didn't stop you from sneaking around and spending a few minutes together before classes. Or quick kisses in the hall when the coast was clear. It was also a bit exciting, sneaking around. The adrenaline of trying not to get caught fueled a lot of heated moments when you were hidden away in the boys locker room during lunch. The second best part of your day was when you were in the same period together. It was almost like a study period where you were able to work on homework, and it was four people at a desk. You and Ander always sat adjacent from each other. Every now and then you'd feel his shoe nudge yours, other times you would initiate the foot flirting. On this particular day, it was hard for you to focus on anything you were supposed to. You wanted class to be over so you could meet at your regular spot and be held by him, and you honestly wouldn't care who saw. You just wanted to be enveloped in him. Ander could feel you staring at him while he worked. It wasn't until the other student who was seated at your table got up that he acknowledged you. "We're supposed to be focusing." He said quietly, not looking up at you right away. You ran your foot against his ankle, a mischievous smirk threatening to break free. "But you're just so distracting." You whispered back. He looked up at you then, fighting to hide the smirk that spread across his face. He looked at the other student as they returned and sat back down, looking at his work again for a brief moment before stealing another glance at you. The period couldn't end fast enough and both of you were growing inpatient. Ander was the first to leave the room when the bell rang, the unspoken understanding of where you were both going to meet up at. You took your time just a bit before finally arriving at the secluded area behind the school. He was standing under a tall tree, his shoulder pressed against the bark.

You kept your eyes locked on him as you got closer, taking in the sight and the feeling it gave you every time you looked at him. Stopping in front of you, you both stood there silently for a long moment. It wasn't until you saw a smile breaking at the corner of his mouth that you broke your gaze to take a quick look around before smiling wide and wrapping your arms around his waist. His arms wrapped tightly around you and you nestled your head into his neck. "It's so brutal not being able to do this whenever I want to sometimes." You said, breaking the silence. His grip around you tightened as he kissed the top of your head. "All the sneaking around isn't fun for you anymore?" You smiled at the thought of all the shenanigans that you two got up to and you let out a laugh, shaking your head no. "Of course it is," you looked up at him, seeing the smile on his face. "Sometimes I just want to be able to grab your face and give you a big ol' smooch in front of everyone. I want to walk hand in hand proudly down the hall, and who cares what anyone says." "Mm, sounds pretty nice. You know I'm not opposed to it. But are you ready for all the taunting and jokes our friends are going to do when they find out?" You let out a quiet groan as you rested your head against his shoulder again. "Not really, no... but can you imagine the looks on their faces when they do finally find out? Their brains will probably explode, and all the teasing will be worth it." You both laughed at the idea. "That's probably true. But...." he placed his hand on the side of your cheek to get you to look up at him and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. "I've been enjoying keeping you all to myself." There was no denying that all of the sneaking around was fun. There was a thrill in knowing you were the only ones who knew about this secret. The knowing looks in the hall when you pass by one of your spots and your friends are none the wiser. "I have too," you kissed him again. "Alright, fine. We'll keep our secret a little longer."

#I feel like the ending was a bit rushed #I'm sorry!!! #ander munoz x reader #ander munoz imagines #elite imagines #aron piper imagines #aron piper x reader

[your-greatest-queen]

I know a lot of folks don't like ADHD meds, for a variety of reasons, but oh my god. Oh my motherfucking god. These are a godsend for me.

I've been on concerta for about a year now (lowest dosage) and it's helped improve my focus and has lowered my depression. I thought it was amazing. Recently, I got my dosage upped.

My bedroom was a high level depression pit. It was nasty. I haven't actually slept in my own bed in months because it was covered in stuff. But it was so overwhelming to look at that it triggered executive dysfunction with just a glance, and so I never could clean it. My room is now clean; reorganized, dusted, vacuumed, disinfected, redecorated- it's been YEARS since it looked this nice.

I'm in grade 12.5 because I was so dysfunctional in grade 11 that I dropped out halfway through. I spent grade 12 making up for it; but even then, on my first dosage and doing better, I wasn't doing great. I haven't taken notes in years. I have winged almost every test I've ever taken. I wrote every essay the night before it was due. Rough drafts who? I managed to pull decent grades, sometimes even pretty good ones. But it was never ending stress because of my habits and I was almost always behind.

I'm ahead in my classes now. I'm doing assignments the day they're assigned. I'm writing notes and brainstorming pages of ideas and breaking things down for myself. I'm getting straight 90s. I haven't felt this confident and secure in academics since middle school.

Our house was never totally clean. The basement (my charge) was always a disaster. Having people over was at best a little shameful and at worst downright humiliating. My mother cleans, but the messes she makes outweigh it. It was my job to handle the basics, at least, after school every day. I couldn't. I could do a few things, but I got burnt out or bored too fast to complete a day's work. Small projects were put off for months.

I come home from school now and within a couple of hours, I've vacuumed upstairs and downstairs, I've done the dishes, I've taken out the trash, I've brushed the cats, I've cleaned the living room and the kitchen, I've switched the laundry- yesterday I used the toilet and then just. Reorganized the entire bathroom. Today I came home and immediately untangled the huge knotted ball of my mother's necklaces that she asked me to fix for her weeks ago. On Saturday not only did I brush my cats, I also shampooed them, conditioned them, and clipped their claws.

I used to hoard clothing because going through them was the most tedious, boring task in existence. I've recently donated over six full garbage bags worth of stuff.

I used to have to write down every single task as soon as it was given, even if there were only two, because I'd always forget at least one thing. Now I can remember upwards of five things at once, even better than the person who assigned the task in the first place.

My moods feel more regulated, I'm socializing more, I'm advocating for myself in situations where I'd previously let people walk over me, I'm making goals for the future, I have more real free time, I'm less stressed- it's a little sad that I've spent almost a decade not getting this, but I am BEYOND thrilled that I get to have this now :D

Anyway, lil happy rant because I'm very very excited!! Thanks for reading, byyyye~

#adhd #living with adhd #adhd meds #medicated #i am living my best life #so far #it will be even better when i get out of my toxic living environment #but for now #i'm taking the win #!!!

[simm-mouse]

It's finally here! I've said before that I'm separating them into parts. I'm going to make it two, since there will be three more sims after this. I want to get the family with the most kids out the way first. Imagine this with three more sims, jeez. Took me a bit because I redesigned them for my drawings, so that is the reason why they look different from their in game counterparts

Tycho:

°He's the best at calming anyone down, so he's usually the one that'll break up a fight, and handle breakdowns between his sisters when their parents aren't home(Lilibet tries as well, but it's not as effective as when Tycho does it)

°A very smart independent dude, likes to work on things on his own. Which makes him not want to ask for help even when he needs it, as he doesn't like depending on others. Though he'll be told that it's okay to have others help you

°Almost Lazlo 2.0, nice silly chill dude

°Can't cook to save his life, he has burned food three times in my game. Also has no interest in food so he doesn't like to do it anyway. Lilibet would cook food if their parents aren't home. However, if she's not home he'll order some pizza

°Has interest in music, film, games, science, and travel

°Loves to play the drums, he's been thinking of forming a band

°Can easily make friends from his chill attitude, but likes to have his own small group of friends to hand out with

Lilibet:

°Pretty cautious, it'll take her a bit to get her used to something new

°Tends to overthink a lot of the time. If someone doesn't get her out of her head, she'll eventually end up having a nervous breakdown

°Says that she's a science baby whenever she's asked about how she was made(Though she's not wrong, but not in the usual way). Doesn't like to talk about it beyond that(Estella finds this sus, and tries to get her to say more about it. It never works)

°At first glance, she looks like she comes off as cold and distant, but she's known as the nice sister, almost as nice as her brother (Hella surprising considering who her parents are, yeah Pascal is nicer than Nerv but he's in the middle of grouchy and nice. So he can be a little spicy manlet sometimes if annoyed). She just can't help it with her resting monotonous face, especially with the dead ass eyes she got from Nervous. You'd have to know how to push her buttons to get her mad at you. Also used to being seen as a weirdo, so she only hangs out with Violet(Whenever she comes home and brings a friend over, it's always Violet. It's cute that she sees her cousin as her best friend, but also sad that she doesn't have any friends outside family members)

°Loves to tinker, and is the family mechanic if anything breaks around the house. Tends to make stuff at the workbench in her free time. A bit of a perfectionist, as she has very high standards for the stuff she makes at the workbench. Sometimes her breakdowns are from her feeling unable to make something "good enough" for her standards due to her overthinking

°Has interest in mechanical, music, literature, science, and travel

Jeanette "Jeannie":

°Biological parents are Penelope Redd and Giuseppi Mezzoalto(Both from the Sims Urbz, handheld versions), The result of a one night stand. Placed for adoption at age 2(Penelope was unable to take care of her due to her job. She was upset about it, but hoped she'd have a better home. Jeannie however sees it as abandonment, and resents her), and was in and out of foster homes up until she was 4 when she was adopted by Pas and Nerv

°Kitty 2.0 personality wise(No joke, they have the exact same personality), but have different interests (They only share interest in crime, and health)

°Interested in the abnormal, likes to explore around town and find weird shit(Sometimes with Estella)

°Also has interests in literature, music, travel, and film

°Very hot headed, gets into fights at school and argues with Estella a lot of the time. Somehow has a small group of friends she hangs out with

Estella:

°Biological parents are Misty Waters and Eddie Renalin(Both from the Sims Urbz, handheld versions), as a result of an accidental pregnancy before the two broke up for a final time. Placing her up for adoption was planned before her birth. Was adopted by Pas and Nerv 3 years later(Knows who her parents are. Doesn't give a shit about them, she already has parents who love her)

°The most social of all of them, knows almost everyone. However that doesn't mean she has a good reputation. Her friendships with others are complicated

°Extremely nosy, would listen in on anybody's conversation that's near her. She'd hide too if she's shooed off. She'd go up on the roof and use a telescope or binoculars to look around town to spot anything sus(Gonna be the shover of the new generation, Vidcund would be proud). She's the reason anyone looks around to see if she's there before telling anyone a secret

°Likes to annoy Jeannie, because she finds it funny how angry she gets(Estella has tried to with Lilibet and Tycho, to see what makes them tick too. So far it hasn't worked. Both of them know what she's doing, and are not falling for it)

°Interested in literature, film, travel, and fashion

Maeve:

°Biological parents are Diva Roma and Jimmy Two-Shoes(Both from the Sims Urbz, console versions) as a result of a short fling between the two. Placing her up for adoption was planned before her birth(Just like Estella). Was also in and out of foster homes, adopted by Pas and Nerv around the age of 5(Doesn't know who her parents are, Estella does but she won't tell her. How she learned about this information, who knows. She works in mysterious ways)

°Known as the shy sibling of the group, Doesn't really like to talk to anyone outside of the family(Except for one random sim that she invited over once, I think considers him a friend)

°An animal lover, tries to bring home any animal she finds outside and asks if they can keep it(Which is always a no)

°Nicer than Estella and Jeannie, but not by much. Annoyed by her sisters bickering all the time, sometimes tells them to shut up and will end up being part of the argument too

°Interested in sports, film, games, and painting

I'm letting you know now for those who haven't seen one of my previous posts. Tycho is the only one besides Johnny that's a boy. My game wants girls in Strangetown, No matter what I do. It's like a one in a million chance I get a boy. So after this there will be three more girls. Luckily my Nervous has overcome his fear of women, because I don't know how he would survive four daughters. Especially when most of them aren't very nice. Honestly he's also a reason why they're still like that. You can encourage your kids to be nice or not in two, so it's not like he's concerned about their behavior. The man has no nice points at all, he has been banned from stores, he'd probably be fine with what they're doing for the most part. Also I don't think he's the type of parent that would discipline. However it's not like they don't get in trouble, Pascal is the one that would scold them, he ain't letting shit fly. He said to not go out and look for bigfoot, and look what you did. Went out anyway. What did he say about having a coyote in the house? They belong outside

It's not always peaceful at the house, but everyone loves and cares for each other deeply. Though the younger sisters fight, they ain't letting anyone insult them. You can't blackmail my sister, that's my job!

#my bullshit #my art #the sims 2 #ts2 #strangetown #tycho curious #Lilibet Curious #Jeannie Curious #Estella Curious #Maeve Curious #I love them all #I can't wait to show the other three #Honestly never expected Lilibet to look like this #She won the genetic lottery holy shit

[always-andromeda]

hiii, different anon here but I also vote for some brian wilcox content and since you asked for a suggestion I was thinking, what about way out there for him? maybe with coworker reader and they actually pull off robbing the store like he talked about and they just flee in their car and are free together? ❤️ would love an afab reader, but I'll be happy with any of your amazing writing!!! congratulations again 🥰💖

Author’s Note | Okay, so writing Brian is kind of becoming very fun now. 🤭 he's just...so greasy and so gross and I've kind of fallen in love with his bitter ass. also, I got three requests for Brian. so I made them into like a mini trilogy!! this is part three of that trilogy. hope y'all enjoyed this little concept!!

Summer's ending. And your job at Mickey's is becoming more and more unbearable.

You're absolutely sick of dealing with indignant older customers and parents with children who make messes that you'll have to clean up. And you certainly don't appreciate the idiots from school who come in to leer at you in your baggy yellow uniform.

"It's all so cyclical," you mumble as Brian kisses your neck fervently.

Lunch breaks in the backseat of his car have become all too familiar. His dark hair tickles your neck and the way his hands wander make you shiver. You chuckle at how in just a few short months, he had already figured out pretty much exactly how to touch you. You'd expected him to be a lot more reluctant and selfish with his affection, especially since he isn't even your boyfriend.

Brian hums as his tongue works at soothing a bite mark. One that he's quite proud of. He knows that you'll cover them up once they get the chance to fully flush bright red.

You roll your eyes and repeat yourself, "This job...it's so cyclical."

Brian leans back and gives you a quizzical look. "Am I becoming so predictable that you're thinking about work during our break?"

You sit up properly and kiss his pert nose. "Nope. I'm just thinking about...what are we going to do after the summer ends? I'm going away for college and--"

"Ah! Remember, we don't talk about that shit." Brian interrupts you teasingly before attempting to lay another heavy kiss on your lips.

Turning your head away, you pout at him. "I'm serious, Bri. At some point we're going to have to talk about us and the future and..." you trail off, watching his eyes already begin to glaze over. You snap, "Brian!"

He sighs and hangs his head back, exposing the marks you'd given him a few days earlier. You'd wondered aloud one afternoon why he left them exposed and risked getting in trouble with Tony for them. And you can still remember the way his lips formed into a smirk as he spoke through his crooked teeth, "Gotta show Tony that I've got another part time position on the side."

But what if part time could become full time? After all, you'd spent enough time with him that you'd like to think you know him fairly well.

You know that he can't get by without at least three different energy drinks a day. You know that he loves wasting his paycheck on video games (so much though that he still can't afford to fix his car's air conditioner). And you know that he loves avoiding his problems like the plague. Sure, he'll have to worry about them eventually. But as long as he's got the cognitive dissonance, you know he'll run from discussion about the future until the absolute end.

"I just don't get why we have to complicate things." Brian finally decides on saying.

"Talking doesn't complicate things. If anything, it makes everything easier to figure out. Because right now, what I know is that I'm going away soon and I have no idea if I should be as into you as I am right now."

Brian's chest swells with a silly sort of pride as he fiddles with the hem of your uniform. The stench of oil that clings to both of you almost makes him sick to his stomach. Or maybe it's the moment of vulnerability.

"You know I like you." he mutters under his breath. "I just-- If you're going away, you're probably not going to want some broke moron holding you back."

You grasp his chin and make him look you in the eyes, "Bri, you're not just some moron. I think we deserve to give ourselves a chance."

"I'm not going to lock you with some long distance bullshit--"

"Fuck long distance," you exclaim. "What if we went away together?"

"That sounds like some Romeo and Juliet bullshit."

Shoving his shoulder lightly, you snort, "Don't jinx us, you dork. We could just go somewhere where it's just the two of us. It could just be us. No customers, no coworkers, no manager."

Your fingers dance up the middle of his shirt before you tap his nose. Brian scrunches up his face and replies, "We'd need to stay somewhere. And for that, we'd need money."

And just as quickly as your idea was born, it vanished with a snap. Minimum wage is nothing close to a livable wage for you two. But Brian tilts his head and squints, staring just past your head and out the window towards Mickey's.

"You know those robberies that have been going on?"

Brian doesn't need to elaborate too much for you to know exactly what he's talking about. You'd spent many nights awake wondering if your next shift would be the one where the perpetrators would finally hit Mickey's. You were too young to have your head blown off over a couple grand in cash. And based on the wicked smile that curls on his face, you already know what he's suggesting.

"Bri, we're not going to hold up the place at gunpoint. I think that might make us worse than Tony."

Brian waves you off with a scoff, "We don't have to hold the place up. Listen, between you ad me, we both know plenty to get ourselves in and out without anyone noticing. Now tomorrow is Thursday, right? Tony doesn't take shit to the bank until Fridays."

"So we're just going to grab the cash and run tomorrow?" You knew good and well that Brian could be impulsive. But this was an entirely different level.

Sensing your discomfort, Brian quickly lays a hand over your thigh and gives it a little squeeze before dipping his head to get at your level.

"We don't have to do it tomorrow. We can try next week. That way we have enough time to quit." He smiles slightly, "That sounds like fun, right?"

You perk up a little. "Quitting doesn't sound too bad."

"You're fucking right it doesn't. Then next Thursday we bust into that joint right before they open and we take them for all they're fucking worth. And we do whatever the fuck we want to with the money."

The longer the idea sits with you, the more you convince yourself that you could try. Maybe it's your youth or your inexperience that doesn't make you worry too much about the consequences.

Because as soon as you nod slowly and give him a coy, "Yeah, I think we could do it," Brian is back on you, spending the last few minutes of your lunch break showing you his excitement for the plan.

A week later, the job was quick and quiet, just the way he described. It's yet another reason why you can't see him being the moron he thinks he is. He's intelligent when he applies himself. And it's fitting that this is how he would choose to apply himself.

It's a punch in the face to every advisor you have met with in your desperate pursuit of a college career. It's a massive middle finger to Mickey's and it's a step in a direction that seems right.

The best part is burning those stupid yellow uniforms. You're surprised they don't burst completely into flames considering they're probably covered in grease.

Brian holds your hand and watches the fire intently as it consumes the uniforms, reducing it into an ashy, charred heap with a few half melted buttons sprinkled throughout. 

There's something liberating experiencing this with him. It makes your mind twist itself up a little remembering the person you used to be at the beginning of that bleak summer. It makes too much sense that Brian is the one that broke you from the cycle of working for nothing. In some strange way, he'd shown you that there was more to life than the never ending despair of the service industry.

You'd never thought you’d see yourself falling asleep beside him in a shitty motel, but for once, Brian wraps his arm around you without any leading touches at the end of it.

Curled into his side and head resting on the fabric of his undershirt, you ask into the dark room, "What are we going to do now?"

Brian chuckles, "Whatever we want to. Just stick with me and we'll figure it all out together, kid."

#strange trails milestone✨ #danonation #paul dano #danocel #fast food nation #brian wilcox #brian wilcox x reader #brian wilcox x you #brian wilcox x y/n #˚ʚ meda writes ɞ˚

[certifiedbitch777]

The Concept of Intention

Entry Date: 2/12/2024 2:52pm

Today is Monday, and I'm supposed to be working right now, but everything in my body was fighting me from doing so. I did what I thought was best and called out, and god, am I glad.

I hate my job. I hate corporate culture, but I'm stuck here since this is the only thing that allows me to pay my bills. I would love to just write for a living. I don't care if it's to be an author, creative writer for a magazine, songwriter, or poet - I want any and all of it. It brings me peace.

These past days of trying to break bad habits and being consistent have made me deeply introspect. All I've been pondering is my purpose and what I want my life to look like, and I just end up back in the same spot. 

I want the freedom to express myself. I want the ability to carve out my own daily schedule and to follow the beat of my own drum. I want to be authentic. I want to be happy.

I just want to be happy.

In the world that we currently live in, it almost seems as if those in power are doing their best to prevent this from happening, but it's all I crave. I do my best to find joy in the little things, but it's just not in my nature to settle for crumbs when I know I can and deserve much more.

Over the past 5 years, what I wanted to do and be in life has changed dramatically. I honestly feel like I choose and hyper-focus on a vocation every 2 to 3 months. If I'm being honest, in each sprint, whichever career path I chose was never due to my genuine interest in them. It was all due to social, family, and financial expectations and pressure. 

My interest in all things linked to healthcare and technology was due to my family saying that it would be a reliable source of income. 'There will always be jobs for nurses or cybersecurity.' 'It would be a steady flow of income.' Obviously, my studying in those things lasted only a short time. My reason for indulging in it wasn't sustainable.

I also majored in Psychology for about 2 semesters in college. I actually really love the concept of psychology. The complexity of the human psyche completely fascinates. As much as I loved taking classes on it, I eventually dropped out of college due to my school requiring my broke ass to pay out of pocket because I failed 1 class :|. I was devastated, but a part of me always knew I wouldn't stick with it for long since school was never for me despite my academic success in my younger years. For background, I dropped out in 10th grade and got my GED shortly after my 18th birthday without studying :).

Between all of this exploring, I worked in various retail and warehouse jobs. Honestly, I quit those jobs at the drop of a hat because the pay would never match the stress. One thing I did enjoy was the amount of free time I had. The schedule was flexible, and I could get a lot done in a day or week since I sometimes did double shifts to have more days off. As much as the scheduling for the job was compatible with my dream life, the pay and terrible benefits nowhere near offset the latter.

Last but not least, I currently work at a top corporate company. I got in due to an apprenticeship, and they offered me a full-time offer. I will forever be grateful for that, as I was sure I would be fucked as both a high school and college dropout. They've provided me with stability I could only dream of, along with excellent benefits. However, what makes me not willing to settle for this is the lack of work-life balance I have. I work at least 6 days a week and over 12 hours most days. I have no life, happiness, or drive for anything anymore. It's as if I had to sell and exchange my soul for this life. And now I live the life of a corporate zombie with my world being filled with black and white instead of vibrant colors.

Why am I giving all this context of all my different career changes? Because I was never genuinely intentional with each path I explored. As a result, nothing worked out the way I thought it would. 

I've been applying to random jobs with mid to high salaries for over 2 years now, and I've gotten a rejection for every single one. Although that could be a result of how terrible the job market is, the way I view it, it didn't work out for a reason. It wasn't meant for me, and I only applied to them for superficial reasons, not because I was genuinely interested in them.

I want to be more intentional in everything I do in this life. Whether it's the food I eat, how I present myself, my morals and values, or even the line of work I want to pursue. I want to be the best version of me and only me. 

This is why I want to write for a living. It's been a common denominator in my life since I was as young as 5. I've always loved writing. Whether it was storytelling, music, or even something as simple as journaling, I felt aligned with what I was supposed to be doing. Even when I am blogging to absolutely nobody, I feel happy. I feel fulfilled spreading my truth no matter how ugly or beautiful.

The concept of intentional living was spoken about long before my mother was born. I thought I was doing so, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I challenge and hope that anyone who comes across this post begins the journey of self that will lead to a life of fulfillment.

#self concept #growth #intentional living #healing #release #spirituality #spiritual disciplines #spiritual awakening #spiritualgrowth #black blogger #black girls of tumblr #black women #spotify #black tumblr #career #opportunity #writing #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #transition #holisticwellness #holistichealth #blog #self actualization #self acceptance #self accountability #Spotify #concept

[walnutmediocre]

What has happened ever since Saturn has entered my 12th House!

Let me give you some context about my chart, first and foremost: I'm a Virgo Sun, Aries Rising, and Pisces moon. My moon is in the 12th house, which opposes my Virgo sun. My Mars is also in Virgo, so that's also being opposed in this Saturn transit. Alright, lets continue..!

Gone To Therapy For The First Time: I hit a very harsh hurdle in my life. A lot of social circle changes were taking place, and things were indefinitely ending. I was extremely fearful of getting into therapy, but something made me bite the bullet. You'll read what exactly has changed for me in this post!

Started My First Ever Job: I was beyond scared to start my first job, since I was often fear mongered about the outside world.

Ended Long-Term Relationships: Specifically, I've ended two. One of them, 5 years, the other.. a year and a half... maybe? It was made clear to me through very uneasy feelings (such as fear and anxiousness), endless conversations with these two, and constant bickering that I should move on, and drop them both.

Created a More Solid Foundation With My Spirituality: I've been functioning with my spirituality out of truth, realism, and skepticism. Not that I haven't before, but its been more implemented in a way. My belief in spirituality, my workings, etc is more solid than ever!

Started Learning How To Drive: ...with no fear attached! I remember when I was 15 yrs old, I'd constantly have anxiety attacks behind the wheel, I wasn't ready in the slightest. Now though? Absolutely no fear. This was such a big milestone for me, along with me getting my first job!

Starting Thinking About Moving Out Seriously: In the past, I was extremely scared of the thought of moving out. Now, I'm suddenly more comfortable with it. I feel fearless to move in with my boyfriend!

Changed My Identity And Mission On The Internet: So, for anyone who doesn't know, I Vtube. I used to say "Im a Vtuber", but recently I've noticed that doesn't resonate with me anymore. I started showing my face a lot more, and let my real name be known. I feel this need to show myself to my full potential, and my full range. Btw, by "mission" I just mean what content I want to create :) This is also something I heavily feared.

Been Separating From My Mother a Lot More: Adulting is hard when you have a helicopter, or codependent, parent. I've been forcibly separating myself from my mom, teaching her that I'll be perfectly fine without her in all of my corners. This is yet ANOTHER thing I was extremely scared to do.

Seriously Thinking About How To Provide Solid Foundations For All Of My Projects: Almost, in a way, thinking about permanence? In terms of my future, specifically career. Thinking about especially the financial plan I have for my future business.

Seriously Thinking About Going To College: I've never been a very college-fond person. I've always despised school, however recently I've been thinking about what degree I want to MAYBE use in order to have a very solid career later in life, no matter if I'm employed under someone or I end up becoming the entrepreneur I dream of.

How Is This Accurate?

Saturn: - Restraint - Maturing - Lessons - Academics - Reality - Wisdom

12th House: - Endlessness - Dreams - Emotions - The Unconscious - The Creative Mind / Left Brain - Spirituality - Permanent Endings - Loss - Fear

The Constant Themes I Experienced So Far: - Breaking of ones fears. - Breaking free from restraint. - Truth seeking / Seeing extremely clearly. - Karma being served. - Maturing / Adulting. - Heightened intuition, more visions. - Clearer retrospect. - More healthy realistic thinking. - Learning how my energy alone can shift my reality. - More fearlessness in general, once I got the ball rolling.

My Conclusion:

When you put both of these together, the energies of the old collide with the concept of mature growth, aka the new. This Saturn in Pisces is extremely beneficial for anybody who is not resisting to Saturn's lessons!! And this is coming from a girlie who was born on their Venus line!! So yeah bitch, accept Saturn's movement!!! I've grown so much. In conclusion, this transit has affected me positively. The opportunities I was given were shown to me through my own efforts. I was shown what I can do, and more. I am STILL being shown what I can make, change, initiate for myself. Thank you, Saturn!!

#astrology #saturn #saturn in pisces #pisces #12th house #12H #saturn transit #pisces saturn

[dislifeismid]

Welcome

Edit: due to personal reasons i will be taking a break and answering stuff from the inbox when i have time and the energy to do it. Work and school got me dead.

Uhmmmm this is a Dislyte blog. I'll write about Dislyte. Send whatever in the inbox. Mostly a simp for the Tang brothers 💕 be horni, or be wholesome. Whatever you want. I'll also post ab other gacha like genshin n arknights and junk

I DON'T OWN ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS and i do NOT know all of their lore, so some might be OOC. I'll warn about that when you make a request. I also don't know all of their ages so if i put someone underage in a category that includes Nsfw possibility please tell me!! I'm also myself just. Only into men so i'm more attuned and used to writing for men which is why you'l find me never writing full fics for females

Characters in pink are ones i prefer and might focus on should there be multiple requests. I'm always gonna be more inspired for them and so write for em faster yknow

Will write anything for: AFAB reader, GN reader, fem reader,Tang xuan, Narmer, Li ling, Hyde, Lucas, Falken, Lu yi, Fabrice, Luo yan, Jacob, Long mian, Bardon, Hall, Unas, Tang yun, Leon,David, Odo [oc], Mori [oc], Kato [oc] , Ahmed, xiao lin

Will write anything for (arknights): Tequila, Silverash, Executor, Flamebringer, Hansel, (some more may be added..)

Will only write headcanons for; Jin yuyao, Sally, Sienna, Cecilia, Alexa, Heng yue, Chloe, Kaylee, Melanie, Berenice, Bai liuli, Xie yuzhi, Tang Mei

Will only write swf headcanons for: AMAB/male reader,Drew, Li ao, Q

Inbox open to requests,headcanons, fics, thirst rant, matchmaking...

I'll write for some AUs maybe

Fics take longer to write bare with me

I mostly base my stuff on the original illustrations and not the models because the models are painfully derived and like cartoonified (made softer/cuter, using an almost disney/pixar style) compared to the original art.

18+ content ahead probably most likely be warned. Actually it'd be better for minors to just stay off this blog altogether but i'll still put some warnings on each adult content post

I WILL write for dark themes i really just don't care i think i've lost sensitivity to every thing out there........ well maybe except anything to do with gross bodily fluids.

Uhhhh i dunno. Not much else of note.. be respectful, don't forget i'm a human being too.... don't be rude to others just because you don't agree with them or what they like. Also remember everything here is FICTION, not reality. And truth is a lot of people like things in fiction they would NEVER do or endorse in real life. So don't judge your opinion of someone based off what they like to read (well maybe a little).that's about it

Please specify AMAB/AFAB and or gender!! Otherwise i'll default to gender neutral which is fine for simple but it can be really hard to write for gender neutral when many words are, well, kinda gendered (especially smut) I don't mind writing for Gender neutral for those who identify as such but it really helps me to specify otherwise. I highly prioritize AFAB because that's what i'm used to writing and that's what i am. So i might back off when it comes to AMAB since i don't know much/ can't relate w that when it comes to reader. I also might just make something gender neutral if gender isn't all that important (i.e simple swf scenarios like stealing food from them or something, doesn't really matter what you got between your legs, you're just stealing food.)

Anyhow feel free to just ask! If i won't write for it, i'll just ignore it. I'll never kinkshame you loll

Masterlist

Here!

P.2

Currently writing..

Falken nsfw alphabet

Luo yan nsfw alphabet

Anon list

'6'3' anon

'Cuddles' anon

'Smut' anon

'Peony' anon

🍑 anon

🌾 anon

🍜 anon

🦐 anon

🌈 anon

🌸 anon

🍒 anon

🫐 anon

👺 anon

'Li ling' anon

Come back later!

#dislyte #dislyte x reader #tang yun #tang xuan #tang xuan x reader #tang yun x reader #dislyte fanfiction #dislyte tang yun #dislyte tang xuan #dislyte smut

[noomyart]

FINALLY ABLE TO FILL THIS

Tagged by @ca-van & @tropical-lycan!

Are you named after anyone Nope! But I got middle name from both my dad and my mom's side, causing people to think (And sometimes argue with me???) that my first middle name is part of my first name

When was last time you cried Them onions my dude. But from emotion? I don't really pay much attention to it. I cry a lot when I have a break down, but other than that I don't really do it.

Do you have kids? Nope! Don't plan to either, I do not think I'll be a good parent. But I'd love to be "relief family / leisure family". Don't know the correct English term or if it's normal other places, but basically where you help support parents who struggle by taking care of the children for some time during the week

Do you use sarcasm a lot I do a lot with people I know will understand and purposefully use very overdramatized tone, or when writing I tYpE iN veeeeeeeery clear way to signalize that I'm currently being a goofball. I try not to do it with strangers, and tend to not do it in a way that could hurt a person directly if they don't get the sarcasm if I'm not super fucking close friends. Like "Won't somebody think of the rich" (Which at most will warrant quick explanation if someone doesn't catch the sarcasm) vs "I hate you for this" (Which can be taken very personal by whoever it is directed at, if they don't catch the sarcasm).

What sports do you play/have played Played handball back in my days. Despised it. I do pole dancing now and weight lifting

What's the first thing you notice about people I am mostly face blind, so I tend to latch onto any very defining features like scars, birth-marks, tattoos, as well as what clothes a person is currently wearing, that will help me keep track of them and recognize them again.

What's your eye color: Green with brown central heterochromia, because something had to try to cancel out the gay (It failed)

Scary movies or happy endings: I like when horror can have happy ending, too. I'm a bit bored by horror movies that always end with everyone dead Any special talents I have extremely good intrapersonal and emotional memory and can remember most of my life from age 3 and up to the same degree of things that happened last year (i.e. I don't have full hyperthymesia where I can remember every single day chronologically and remember every conversation word for word, but anything that made a small impression on me will lodge itself and I can remember it). Also I have special talent for forgetting important shit despite this.

Where were you from Small ass farm town in Denmark. Yee-haw

What are your hobbies Entomology is my special interest. Please ask me about bugs. Other than that, drawing, gaming, reading, writing, embroidery. I love cooking, too.

Do you have pets Sadly none at the moment, but I've grown up with animals almost my entire life. Hope to get a cat soon

How tall are you 160 cm!

Favorite subject in school Biology

Dream job Well on my way to my dream job of web developer. But I would have loved to be an entomologist as well. I love working with animals Tagging @oddgreyhound @gamebird @rosewind2007 @theres-no-protocol-for-this and anyone who want to do it! (You're ofc also free not to do it and just yeet my mention to the shadow realm 😂)

#tagging game