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nrdmssgs · 6 months

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Can you do a soap fic where a new girl gets transferred and she’s also a sergeant and she’s short and really bitchy, soap flirts with her and she never fails to reply within an insult or a snarky comment?

Masterlist Pairing: SoapXReader TWs: no AN: I took forever, I know, sorry.

The first thing, you thought of, seeing how people gather around Soap, how attentively they catch every bit of phrase covered with thick accent, how eager are they to become part of the next mischief, his mind plotting, is a Kelpie. By no means you were superstitious, but you remember well, what your granny told you: these Scottish demons are nothing but deception, temptation and constant shapeshift, hiding under calm water surface and dragging anyone, reckless enough to trust them, to the depths of cold northern lakes.

You had enough of 'shape-shifters': you were fed up with friendly looking lads, being all sweet around you, only to find out your soft spots and use them against you. So when his smile sparkles too close to your secluded corner of a bar counter - you frown automatically

"Oi, wee-one, what are you doing here all alone, while all the fun happens elsewhere?" That shit eating grin is too familiar. It only portends lies and mockery.

"Daydreaming of your smooches, Sergeant." You know, this man will start flirting with you today sooner or later: after all, he always does. So instead of fearing it coming - you decide on leading this train wreck.

"A'm sa-a-a-a-ae flattered." Johnny can speak British, very much so, when he needs it. But he must be too used to everyone falling for his accent. So he decides to torture your fogged mind with his gibberish.

"And a`m sa-a-a-a-ae lying." You can't hold back a little aping to make this moment even more harsh for him. But that'll teach him.

From your very first day on the base, this man decided, that his holy duty from now on was to haunt you with his flirtatious comments and stupid jokes. You ignored him once, then twice... on his fifth 'strike' you decided, you had enough and fought back. None of Johnny's line remained unanswered by you ever since.

Your rebuffs usually helped for some time. Today it won you fifteen minutes of peace. Because after that Soaps face reappears on the horizon with a jolly 'Anyway, Sg, hae any plans for t`night?'

"Oh, I have one plan, buddy. The first part of it is to not share the other part with the people, I don't want anywhere around me. So lemme guess, this is the moment, you are asking me about the second part?" You talk loud enough, so that not only Johnny, but the whole group of dumbheads enamored by him, hears you.

"I guess, nae, but if you want me to... What's with the second part?" Slowly but surely the damned accent leaves his speech.

"I can't, love, I'm tied up by the first part." Any person, not familiar with Soap would shame you for such a strong reaction. But you knew better, and soon he only proved you right.

"So someone is into restraining? Ah kin just happen tae know a thing or twa aboot this..." You are in mere seconds from snapping right back at him, but he manages to switch your attention to some completely unrelated question.

And just like that you lose concentration for a moment only to find yourself walking down the street with MacTavish and his company. His speech is all honey and velvet with notes of cheerful laughter. Man shouldn't possess so much charm - it is simply unfair. Yet, here he is - all bubbly and so tempting and warm.

Your group turns onto a quiet road, lit by one streetlamp. "Hey, look up!" calls the voice of one of the soldiers, and you lift your head. There is a soda can on the flat lid of the lantern. God only knows how it got there. You're not even surprised when Johnny asks right next to your ear who's ready to knock down the can on the first try. You just turn to him and clarify, “If I do this, can I ask you for anything?”

Soap nods enthusiastically, and before he can add something about the fact that you can always ask him for anything and without any bets, you pick up a pebble from the pavement.

"Watch and learn, Sergeant." You smirk and throw a pebble. The sound of an empty can hitting the asphalt echoes down the street.

Others cheer your victory, when Johnny leans closer and nods with a face of a defeated one.

"Sae what shuid it be, darlin'?"

That smirk. He is trying to look happy even after he lost. Lying scoundrel. Oh, you'll wipe that smirk off his face.

"You seem very proud of your country?" You can't help, but smile, as Soap nods and moves even closer, invading your personal space. So you go on.

"And very proud of that hairstyle of yours... How about we combine your two biggest sources of pride, Johnny." Some soldiers start getting your idea and you hear a few muffled laughs. But Soap doesn't get it till you specify, "Lets paint this mohawk. Blue and white sounds patriotic enough for you, MacTavish?"

If anyone asked you to name the highlight of that day - it was it. Shining smile disappearing from Soaps face, his head ducking, his eyes looking for something under his own boots. He looked lost... But only for a moment.

"Aye. Will need yer help though, wee-one."

For some time, you forget about this evening. Work and duty are quite effective at helping you to put aside any life outside debriefs, trainings and missions. That is, however, only until one late evening, when Soap appears on the threshold of your room with a towel and a pair of tubes of hair dye.

"Sergeant MacTavish keeps his word. Always." These words you hear from a tiny bathroom, where you wash your hands.

He welcomes your return to your room with a bare torso. You try to not look, but one brief glance is enough for his sculpted six-pack, ribs covered with a thin web of scars and tanned broad shoulders to be forever ingrained in your memory. Scoundrel. Seducer. Kelpie. You turn away almost immediately.

"Out of my room. Now!"

"Naw-naw-naw-naw, ye got me wrong! Ah juist dinnae want ma tshirt to get goosed!" He started babbling as quickly as if his life depended on it. So you take a deep breath and nod.

"Ok-ok, calm down!" You come closer to him and brush your fingers through Johnny's dark hair, trying to understand, where should you begin.

It's so strange to see his face not somewhere above, not even on your eye level, but somewhere below. For the first time, you notice the faint freckles on his face, the dark edges of his incredibly blue eyes, the small wrinkles. That all brings you a very strange thought: maybe there are people out there, who know soft and vulnerable Johnny, maybe there are people, whom he will never fail, never betray. You personally can't have a luxury of trusting your colleagues so much as to let them be close to you. But maybe there are people, that trust these eyes and find comfort in these arms.

Your hands fall down. "You know what, Johnny, consider the deed done... To hell ruining your hair, your self-esteem. Forget, we even had this bet, it's stupid."

"Whaaa? Naw, bonnie, it is hilarious! I want this! With ye only! And ah trust ye." He catches your hands and eagerly places them back into his surprisingly soft hair, making sure, your fingers drown in the mohawk fully and touch his scalp. There is not a single note of mockery in his voice - only plea to keep going and trust, endless trust in you - the person, who always had a few sharp words ready for any his attempt to approach you.

You feel guilt stinging you from the inside.

"Ok, I'll do it. But I must warn you - I don't have a single idea, what am I doing. And this will probably turn out ugly."

Soap only keeps nodding, not looking away from your eyes for a moment. His eyes shine with obedience and anticipation.

Not knowing it yet, you are slowly drowning in deep waters, dragged by a Scottish demon. Your very own Kelpie.

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faeriekit · 4 months

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I have an MLIS and I am trying to find a job in a library - how did you find yours?

Hiya! Sorry to say that I'm probably the worst person to ask, because I had a library job before getting my MLIS. Like a lot of people on the shelf of what to choose to do professionally forever, I signed onto a shelver/circ desk part time gig when I was vaguely interested in library stuff, and then started looking for a MLS program I liked. That gave me access to the internal job board for some upwards mobility once I was into my degree program.

Advice other people have told me before, however, constitutes this:

Your state library association may have its own separate job board. Go to that one. Use the newest job postings; some old ones may be posted but already internally filled. There may even be a routine— I know our state's updates a specific day of the week, every week. If there's a state border by you and you don't mind working there either, check and see if you can access that too.

Apply anyway. The job you get at first might be bad but job searching with an income and experience is so so so much easier than applying without either.

NETWORK. OH MY GODS HALF THIS JOB IS NETWORKING. Joining your state library association might be expensive but if there's any library organization you can latch onto, do it. That's how you find out about jobs before they're even posted and find out who's interviewing and what they like to hear and what they're looking for in a candidate and what the job environment is like... Make friends with every librarian.

It's easier to do this part when you're in school, but walking into your local library and asking questions about library topics and environment questions helps you ingratiate with the local library professionals community. Having an ice breaker like "I had this question for my essay... can I interview you?" Makes this a lot easier, but it's not like AS doesn't automatically get job board questions all the time anyway. Network network network.

If you had a library you worked with during your practicum, continue to foster those relationships with the staff. Email them questions. Ask for advice. Ask for resources. They may even have a public lending access for library journals you can scour. Call and see if the local universities hire non-students. Ask them the same questions— it's not like they won't answer non-student questions, they just can't lend you anything without an account or alumni account. Hell, email your old advisors at the school you went to and ask them where to look. It's pretty bleak to be out there with an MLIS and no idea where you're going, but there are opportunities available. Most of them are just...really really annoying to find.

I should know. My boss's boss once insisted on posting our job openings to the local community "only on facebook, since they should be internet proficient enough to use Facebook at least."

Yeah. At least she seems to have figured out that the local community uses WhatsApp since then...

Good luck!! 🍀🍀🍀🤧🍀

#library posting #faer winds

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harley-sunday · 2 years

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i would die for a soft!max taking care of the reader when they have a panic attack and he’s the only one that can help calm them ooofffff anything w/soft max is an automatic win for me

Babe.

I don't what happened but I couldn't get this out of my head and so here we are. I hope I did it justice. And that you like it 😊

🧡

Pairing: Max Verstappen x reader (f)

Warnings: language.

Word count: 1k

AN: Ok. So. Wrote this when I couldn't sleep so bare with me on this one. Also, I don't usually take requests but this was too good to pass up and not really a request anyway so 🤷🏻‍♀️ and soft!Max really is everything...

Your breathing is shallow. Uneven. This- No. You know how to breathe, come on. In through your nose and- What if it's not enough? What if this is how it's going to be like forever? What if your body will never breathe on its own again? What if you'll always have to actively remind yourself how to breathe? That's not- You can't live like that, can you? Why would you want to live like that? How-

"Just calm down, sweetheart. There's nothing to panic about."

The unfamiliar voice sounds distant and distorted, like you're underwater and someone's trying to- Are you underwater? Are you drowning? Is that what this is? That gulp of water you accidentally took in while doing laps in the hotel swimming pool this morning, is that- Should you have gone to the hospital? Secondary drowning is a thing right? You've read that somewhere or maybe-

"You're safe. You know that right?"

Another voice, female this time, a little louder than the last and the accusation in their tone not lost on you. Are you safe though? Is anyone ever really safe? With the current state of the world anything could happen. Not to mention you're at a fuckin' racetrack, where the likelihood of something bad happening is tenfold. Is that why he isn't here yet? Did something happen to him? Oh God, what if-

"Oh Jesus, really? This isn't real. Snap out of it, will ya?"

Impatience. That's what you're picking up on this time. And you get it. You get that this is not how they imagined spending their time after the race. After all there's a podium ceremony to get to and sponsors to woo, and- Anything but this. Anything but you taking up their precious time with something none of them can even help you with. Great job, you think to yourself. All these people, all having somewhere more important to be. It's your fault they're here. Stuck with you. Missing important-

"She needs like a bag or something to breathe in, right?"

God, no, not the bag. You let out a frustrated moan but immediately feel ungrateful because at least this last voice sounded kinder than the others.

"No, what she needs-" Oh. Oh. "-is for you to all step back, give her space, and shut up."

This is good. You know this voice. You trust this voice. It belongs to your boyfriend. Oh. Shit. What if someone went to get him? What if he was doing press and- What if he was on the podium? Did he end up on the podium? You don't remember. Jesus, what a horrible girlfriend you are, not even remembering where he finished. He must hate being dragged into this-

"Hey," he sounds close but in a good way. Close and kind and- What if it's all just an act? What if-

"Hey," he says again, the back of his fingers ghosting over your cheek, "I'm here."

He is. Here. But there are other places he must be. Other places that are more important than here. Than you. You don't want to keep him. You don't-

"She's been like this for a while now-" Jesus, again with the accusation, you think, even though this is a different voice than before.

"Mate," Max warns whoever it is that spoke up, "step back." He doesn't stop caressing your cheek, doesn't stop touching you and for the first time since this started you feel like maybe you're treading water instead of drowning.

"Yeah, but-"

"Leave," Max all but growls, his hand moving to your shoulder as some sort of lifeline, anchoring you to him as he turns away from you ever so slightly. "You are only making this worse. Fuck off, all of you."

There is a hushed silence as his words land but then the crowd starts to disappear and it feels as if you're finally breaking the surface now that it's just you and him.

"Hey," his voice is much softer now and there's a slight increase of pressure on your shoulder as he squats in front of you. "I'm here."

You no longer feel like you're underwater, it’s almost as if his voice has guided you up from the depths of the ocean and you take a big gulp of air, your lungs filling and your vision clearing and-

"There you are," Max whispers, almost as if he's scared you'll disappear again if he's too loud. He drops his hands to your lap so he can take yours in his, thumbs rubbing soothing circles over the back of your hands.

You blink a few times, his blue eyes finally coming into focus, almost like a beacon guiding you back to safety but then a ragged breath escapes you, your head still swimming as you ride out the waves of this panic attack.

"I finished first today," Max says then and the smile tugging on the corners of his lips makes his eyes crinkle, "but I think maybe you saw that?" He doesn't wait for you to reply, knows it's best to keep going, to keep distracting you now that he's almost got you to shore, "Ferrari put up one hell of a fight, remember? Checo held them off though-" He shakes his head, "Fuckin' legend. If we make it out of this on top, this championship is as much his as it is mine. Honestly."

"Can't believe they had us wear those stupid suits though," he continues, his tone light. It helps. It always does. "I'm all for doing something special for the team's home race but I don't ever want to see the guys in lederhosen ever again-" He pulls a face and pretends there's a shiver running through him, "Or Checo."

You can't help but let out a laugh, remembering then what Red Bull made the team wear today, and immediately Max's smile grows wider.

He lets go of one of your hands so he can cup your cheek, "Hi."

"Hi," you croak out, closing your eyes as you lean into his touch.

"You're back," he simply states but there's no escaping the relief you hear in his voice.

You open your eyes and find his, "Almost." You mimic his gesture and put your hand on his cheek, the stubble of his beard rough against your palm, "Thank-"

"Nope," he shakes his head, effectively cutting you off. He puts his hands on your knees for balance and leans forward, brushing his lips against yours and simply says, "I love you," as if that is enough.

Then again, maybe it is.

#Max Verstappen x reader #F1 Fanfic #Max Verstappen fanfic #MV33 #F1 drabble #Harley answers asks #and writes a drabble #Harley Sunday x Max Verstappen

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merakiui · 1 year

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Are there characters you see who just can't be yandere-ified? Like making them a yandere goes against their character or something like that? Genuinely curious. Also love your blog and hope you have a great day

Ooh, I feel like any character could be written as yandere if you try hard enough, but I think the effect it will have differs based on certain factors (such as if said character would play complex mind games or if they don't have any terrible bones in their body in canon). Or maybe I just prefer writing and reading the characters who are already villainous and work extremely well when written under the veil of yandere because they can be written to display the more messy, immoral sides of the human psyche. Characters like the Octavinelle trio and any of the Harbingers work so well as yanderes because they are already evil in their own ways, and so when writing them as yanderes you can take all of their worst traits and make them even more unbearable and terrifying.

Cheerful, sunshine characters like Kalim or Itto could work as yandere, but Kalim is still just too sweet (and Itto is really just a fun-loving himbo of an oni who could never hurt his darling or do anything remotely mean to them). The most Kalim would do is be an overbearing presence in your life who'd spoil you rotten, confine you in his very wealthy estate and call it your forever home because he's deluded himself into thinking this is what you want and this is what's best for you, and not truly hearing or seeing you when you try to voice your displeasure. And while that still makes for a good, classic yandere, I feel like it might lack the high stakes that might come with other characters (like Azul or Riddle or Scaramouche).

Now if you add Jamil into the mix and he plays the role of puppeteer behind the scenes, yandere!Kalim automatically becomes even more sinister because Kalim will see Jamil's actions as completely okay and valid because he loves and cares for you. And since Jamil always knows best, there shouldn't be any issues! Kalim even makes you believe that this is all fine and that he has your best interests in mind, and because he says it so confidently and happily you'll come to believe him. And it's much harder to escape Jamil when he's always two steps ahead of both you and Kalim, thus making escape a very tricky feat to accomplish. And his UM is literally hypnosis... orz that adds so many stakes because Jamil could very well hypnotize you into returning Kalim's (and even his) affections tenfold and you'd always be trapped and dazed in a relationship you were swept up into.

But I like to challenge myself when writing, so I would like to draft a surprising plot for characters like Kalim or Itto to really see how much they can be written as yanderes before the characterization falls apart! >:D

#twisted chit chat

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gofancyninjaworld · 2 years

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OPM Manga Update 211 Review

It's evident that I'm not going to get any peace until I write this review, so here goes.

Long, also contains gore.

Story

So you may have been wondering about all the radiation allegedly flying around, it didn't seem to be having much effect on the people watching. Wonder no more... it just took a moment. One by one, first the children, then the adults, the witnesses are dropping, noses bleeding, hair falling out, worse soon to come unless help comes really, really soon.

I don't think I'll ever get over how cute Zombieman's hands are

Meanwhile, Bang has managed to stagger to his feet and faces the still-approaching Garou. Bang shouts at whatever is in Garou to give Garou back, but it has about as much effect as you'd imagine it would. Garou tells Bang that no, this is his own doing. Blast does one of his cool-ass appearances and interposes himself between old man and abomination.

Since Garou is still himself, Blast tries reasoning with him, pointing out that his continued presence is literally killing everyone around him and offering him passage to another dimension in the interim. After all, this can't be what Garou wanted, surely? Blast hopes to avoid a fight as it could get ugly fast.

But there's a problem. Garou may not have wanted God's help and may only have touched Him lightly, but this Divine Power shit? Garou likes it, oh he really likes it. Worse, he loves the idea of people automatically prostrating themselves before him.... someone should point out to him that dead people can't be afraid. It's a poor Symbol of Fear who kills everyone.

Bang continues to approach Garou, asking him to start by killing him first. And Garou pauses, contemplating how it's not necessary for him to be understood after all. He'll kill the old man and distance himself from Tareo, forever. @koumbaya has a very nice annotation on how the pronouns Garou refers to Tareo by go from close ones to distant ones as he talks about the boy (check it out here).

Speaking of Tareo, we find out what happened to him. An escaping Manako starts feeling the effects of the radiation and collapses, but not before noticing a small figure face-down in the rubble.

...oh no...

The tense standoff between Garou, Blast and Bang is broken by a voice ordering Bang to get out of the way as Genos rockets past to ram Garou. Saying that there are other heroes resistant to radiation, he tries to push Garou back. It's futile as Garou grabs him by the hair and picks him up, but that's not the bad part. The bad part is that once again, unknowable information comes to Garou and he clocks that Genos is Saitama's apprentice.

Oh no, pt 2: Genos gets that Garou knowing this is Not Good

Blast takes advantage of the opening and attacks Garou with his dimnsional portal, trapping him in another dimension... briefly. Garou works out pretty quickly how Blast is doing it and pops back into this dimension, wielding the same gravitational fist Blast was. He launches a series of nuclear fists which Blast fortunately ports out into the distance to explode as air bursts (fortunately from the perspective of present company not being vapourised, not fortunately for the planet).

Blast realises pretty quickly that if this goes on much longer, there'll be no life left on the planet and starts thinking how he might prioritise getting everyone he can out. But Garou has other plans. He praises Blast, saying that the latter's number one status is not for show. However, it doesn't look like the old hero has anything new to teach him. On the other hand, the bald guy has plenty left to show him. If only he gives him the right incentive...

*no picture here -- easy enough to find*

...and with that, Garou commits a hideous atrocity. He punches straight through Genos, ripping out his core. A spatter of blood lands on the rubble, joined by the heavens opening to seemingly rain more blood as the dirt starts to land.

I hate to dwell on gore, but the skill with which Murata has differentiated between the thickness and the way blood runs and the way the rainwater lands and runs is masterful. Also, sad.

And with it comes Saitama, black rain cascading down him like blood. Garou sneers, saying isn't he a little late as he tosses him an object. Saitama catches it, and yes, it's Genos's core.

Saitama looks around. At Genos. He remembers the latter remarking on how it was amazing that Saitama always arrived on time, like a true hero and his demurring. He looks at the other heroes, collapsed where they were. King had tried to shield Fubuki, who had tried to shield Tatsumaki. Sekingar and Zombieman had tried to shield their charges. Flashy Flash is just about conscious, trying to prop himself up with his scabbard, but it's clear he's not long for this world either.

pathos, personified

And then Saitama throws a serious punch at Garou, which the latter looks to copy.

We close with Blast looking on in horror. At this rate, the planet itself might be shattered.

Meta

Well, I guess this is what we call crossing the moral event horizon. Garou has hurt a lot of people. He is hurting a lot of people now, but he's never deliberately killed someone and that's been the basis for him being worth redeeming. It's been the basis of our going 'hey, for all the evil you're purporting to be, you're just performing'. It's been the basis of us looking forward to what it's going to take to make Garou reconsider and realise for himself that the reason he's just performing at evil is that it doesn't sit right with him and to listen to what he truly values. Even in this chapter, we could see that part of him still wanted to be understood, even accepted.

That was then. Killing Genos for defying him would have been bad, but it'd be understandable, straightforward power-tripping. Oh no, he killed him just so he could satisfy his ambition to acquire Saitama's power. That's truly evil. God may be influencing Garou, but he's ultimately in control of his choices. That's the trouble with playing at something: at some point, it stops being play. It's not going to be long before there's not a thing worth redeeming about Garou. You better stop him fast, Saitama.

Part of me started to go ' well, Genos could still be just about alive. We learned from the giant meteor incident that his core being out of power doesn't mean losing his life support and he's probably partially buried in the rubble which is why it looks so bad.' Then I look at this picture again and go, 'Nope, not kidding myself. He's bought the farm this time.' Garou didn't just rip out his core: he threw Genos down so hard he smashed.

To say that this is a shame is an understatement. We know that Genos had so much more story to experience and potential to become. But then again, this is also One-Punch Man where lives are cut short for no reason. So it goes. On a related note, I guess too that this development is why it was so important that Saitama recognised that his disciple really was a hero and not just a guy picking fights to get stronger as he'd previously thought.

Ship-minded people might aww at Saitama holding Genos's heart even as he battles Garou, but there's a far more important callback. It's to Beefcake opening up his fist to look at the chemistry goggles and scraps of lab coat that are all the recognisable remains of what used to be his brother and despairing at what his quest to be the strongest has led to him losing.

@inigollorentemartija has written on it better than I have, but Saitama's biggest problem is his carelessness. When he chooses to take a situation seriously, he resolves it quickly and with little collateral damage. When he doesn't, watch out around him! We wouldn't be here if he'd taken Orochi seriously instead of splashing around in a magma pool. We'd most certainly not be here if he'd taken Garou seriously from the get-go.

The term Saitama uses as he looks around at all the fallen heroes is “tsukuzuku” which is both 'to realise' and 'to be pierced through by something' (h/t @koumbaya) as it hits him just how lightly he's taken his hero work. It doesn't always just work out anyway and the people paying the price for his carelessness aren't faceless strangers whose plight he'd never get to know about.

Since chapter 16, Saitama has been musing that there's been something not quite right about the hero he's become. It's a topic he revisited in chapter 76 when he thought that he felt that he'd forgotten something really important.

I think the first shoe has dropped now. What he's been missing. The other shoe? Well, that we'll have to see.

Not that Tumblr attracts powerscalers and cock-fighters, but you might wonder why I'm not het up about Saitama fighting Garou? It's simple: he is the One Punch Man. It's never about whether or not Saitama will win. It's about the fallout and what happens next.

#OPM #review #update 211 #Garou #Saitama #Bang #Blast #Genos #man this chapter is tragic #also I'd liked that ONE didn't fridge characters but he's gotten a taste for it recently!#do. not. like. that.#I'm sure that most of the characters are alive and will pull through #but things aren't going to be the same #how widespread the damage #what can happen next #how is this going to change Saitama #all of those are up in the air #I'm fairly sure that Garou is both going to survive this arc and be forgiven of sorts -- he's good at landing on his feet that way

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akirakirxaa · 11 months

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neck kisses! I'll let you choose the ship this time :3

[Prompt list here! After much consideration, this one will be Akiraha. <3 Takes place at the end of 5.3.]

Akira was terrified.

What if it didn't work? What if, when she woke him, he knew nothing of their time on the First, the events that brought them together? What if he didn't even know her, different as she looked from the first time they'd met? She clutched the crystal to her chest, forcing herself to remember Lyna's tearful vow that the whole Crystarium would be praying for his safe journey. If prayer and faith could give rise to primals, surely they could also ensure this would work. She told herself this over and over as she climbed the stairs, her grip so tight it hurt, one hand on the crystal holding G'raha's soul, the other running her thumb over the surface of the Azem crystal in her pocket, as if to soothe herself with its presence. She didn't know if it's magic could do anything like this, but if the soul transfer crystal didn't work she would try anything.

She wasn't entirely sure where the younger G'raha would have bedded down when he decided to stay in the tower. She certainly didn't remember anywhere looking particularly comfortable for a magical slumber. She decided to start at the throne room and go from there. When she entered and saw the bright red hair and the curled up form on the over large throne, she froze at the entrance, as if she just stayed there, it would spare her from hurt. But, of course, that was ridiculous, and she slowly began her approach.

It was as if he had been kept in stasis during his slumber, not looking a day older than she'd left him. She wasn't entirely sure what to do, but Krile had placed the other crystals next to their respective scions and the soul transference seemed automatic. With shaking hands, she placed the crystal on the throne next to him and waited.

And waited.

It seemed like forever, or maybe it was only moments, when the crystal finally did something. It glowed, like an aetheryte being attuned to, a cloud of glittering motes floating between the crystal and the slumbering miqo'te. She held her breath as she jumped up, moving closer as she fought back the fearful tears and the thoughts of it's not going to work it's not going to work. After what felt like an eternity, ruby eyes blinked open, and at least one anxiety was eased.

"What do you remember?" Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper, as she tried to hold her panic together. If he didn't remember she would just have to tell him everything, the whole story, she would tell him however many times she needed-

But he took her chin in his hands and pulled her close, pressing his lips softly against hers.

"I remember everything," he replied, barely parting from her, and her relief was so that she clambered up onto the throne with him, clinging to his hair as she kissed him with the enthusiasm of a drowning woman finally breathing air again. He pushed her against the throne's back, lips falling to her neck as he ran his tongue over the scales there, teeth lightly grazing-

"Oof," his weight disappeared and Akira blinked her eyes open to see he'd fallen over on his side, his face bright red in embarrassment.

"I think you might need to rest a few days," Akira couldn't help her chuckle; as much of a shame as the interruption was she was just delighted that he was here to even have the chance at recovering. "It's been some time since you shut yourself in here."

"I suppose..." she almost laughed again at his disappointed expression, planting a quick kiss on his forehead before helping him down, letting him lean heavily on her when she noticed how his legs shook under his own weight.

"Don't worry, I'll be right here to pick up where we left off when you feel better," she held him close, his weight nothing compared to the greatsword she normally carried, and he leaned his head on her shoulder, ears giving a happy little flick as his tail wrapped around hers. "Dog's at the gate, he'll get us back to the Rising Stones, and we'll have Krile check you over."

She teleported them together to the bottom, thinking G'raha might not want to climb down all those stairs. Probably a good idea, considering by the time they'd reached her lilac chocobo he was leaning heavily on her, and she was pretty sure she wasn't imagining his hands shaking. She lifted him onto the bird, Dog crouching down to make it easier, then climbed in front, pulling G'raha's arms around her to make sure he was still seated as she urged her chocobo towards Revenant's Toll.

#final fantasy xiv #wolraha #wol x g'raha #patch 5.3 spoilers #shadowbringers spoilers #oc: akira kirxaa #ship: drunk on stars #i've been neglecting this ship for a while so we gonna fix that #Thanks for the prompt!#my fanfiction #prompt fill

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stormblessed95 · 2 years

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Hiya!!! It's been a quite a bit since I have sent in an ask to one of the blogs I follow. I hope you don't mind me and my questions 😅. I've talked to you in DMs before, so it wouldn't bother me if you wanted to talk about this there instead of bringing possible drama to your blog! Welp, let's get to it! (Sorry if it is long and goes off topic. Hard to organize things in my head 🥲)

I know you are and probably will forever be into books and sometimes anime, if I am correct, and I felt you were safe and knowledgeable to come ask about this. (I don't know if you have talked about fanfiction, just in general, but I feel like you have made passing comments about it but I can't remember exactly what was said.) My opinions are still coming up and trying to settle down and due to that I would like some other opinions on this.

Anyways! I recently came across a TikTok about fanart of an anime, specifically a male (bestfriend if I am remembering this right) duo holding hands and, well, it looked sweet (it showed nothing sexual, only a type of love that could be read as either platonic or romantic depending on the viewpoint of the person). One of the first comments (a pin of shame really lol) was about how disgusting people are for fetishizing these two men, and essentially all male duos in any anime. Furthermore, the commenter stated that those who only read things or write fanfiction (or anything really) about two men are fetishizers as well. And this made me pause and made me feel weird? in a way. People were trying to correct them by saying to learn the difference between shipping and fetishizing and that confused me even more I think. Because why was the original person so heated about this (and it kinda seemed homophobic in a way? Because some people like to automatically assume people who haven't come out are heterosexual and when you try to suggest otherwise, they get mad and defensive over it. Kinda suspicious and weird)? Additionally, someone brought the point of them and others only getting mad about people shipping, reading, writing about, etc. two men and why didn't they get angry over the people who only do the same to a man and a woman? (Also, I would like to know why people get so heated over something they never had to comment on. If they don't like it, then just leave instead of showing what your true colors are like. Furthermore, why are people so worried about what others they do not know read or watch, when it has nothing to do with them. Sigh.)

Anyway, back to the questions! I am kinda confused over this because I do read quite a lot of fanfiction and books (I wish I could read more books 🥲) that include LGBTQ relationships. How does one differentiate between shipping two male characters and, well, fetishizing them? Actually how does one differentiate between the shipping or fetishizing of any characters (whether they be best friends, rivals, or even strangers) of any gender really? Does only reading books or fanfiction about LGBTQ relationships make someone a fetishizer? And if so, how? What are examples of someone who fetishizes these relationships? Why do people like to throw this term out willy-nilly anytime they don't like something? Isn't that only diverting attention away from serious issues of fetishizing?

I would like to apologize in advance because I absolutely know this is a lot and you may not want to touch on it. I would also like to say thank you in advance, even if you don't want to touch on it. Just writing my thoughts out to someone really helps a lot.

Welp! Please keep up the great work on your blog and I hope you know that me and I am sure others love your blog. (Also, I loved your post the other day about The Legend of Korra! It brought up so many memories of watching the show and falling in love with the characters.) Have a great day or night!

Hi Mae, it's nice seeing you in my inbox again! Although it's definitely a heavy topic this time. Lol and yall know me, I write essays! (Also yes, I do read lots of books and I'm newer to anime, but loving it basically this past year) To start this all off, I'm just going to address your brief question over a previous fanfiction post. I do have one, it's basically just an ask over someone asking if writing/reading real person fanfiction is okay or crosses boundaries in my opinion. I briefly mention fetishization in there, but I can definitely break that down more in this post. But that FF post is here:

I'm also not really going to address the comments about how someone saying fanart of 2 male characters holding hands is gross fetishization or that it's a bad thing to do/draw/read about, whatever. That's just homophobia, plan and simple. We all know what it is. I'm currently watching Naruto for example (for the first time none of yall better spoil anything!!) and if someone is going to pitch a fit over Naruto and Sasuke (my partner's ship lol) being a popular ship or someone making ship art but would be totally fine with TenTen and Neji being a ship and/or ship art even if they don't agree with the ship. That's just plain 100% homophobia since neither of this ships are actually canon (or end up Canon to my knowledge, I'm only halfway through the show so.... lol) that person is just using a word they've learned about in an effort to shame other people for something they don't want to see, because they are a homophobic asshole.

So cutesy ship art of two people in a depiction of a queer relationship is not fetishization. Especially if you don't know these characters sexual orientations. So then, what is fetishization? Fetishization is the reduction of a person to aspects of their body, identity, or relationship structure. Basically you find this person attractive (or other things) simply because of this one characteristic, and it wouldn't otherwise matter who that person is. Such as their queer, or their race, or any number of things. As well as feeding into harmful stereotypes of that community in an effort to feed into your own entertainment or kinks. Such as sometimes when men want to date an Asian women simply because they want a "waifu." And their interest in this woman comes solely from her being Asian and nothing else. In the queer community it is huge. Gay fanservice on stage in kpop and the cishet straight girls losing their shit over it for the fantasy, is fetishization. Because ask those girls if they think their idol is gay and their answer is no. They like it for the fantasy. And this is actually also a huge issue for a lot of cishet men and the wlw community. It's straight people (usually) using queerness to fuel their own sexual fantasies. For a personal example, I briefly dated this guy before my currently relationship. I was not out. And yet, when he learned I had kissed girls before him... he never once thought that meant I was anything other than straight.... lol it just made him "love me more" and constantly talked about how "hot I was for kissing girls" etc etc etc. He 100% was fetishizing wlw relationships and I'm not sure he ever put it together that my having kissed women in the past wasn't in an effort to provide him with sexy stories in the future. 🙄🌈

Another way the fetishization happens of queer relationships is the constant need by cishets to put them into a box that makes sense to them. This is done in just general ways they talk about our relationships, or in fiction and media. Well which one is the "man" and which is the "woman" of the relationship? Unfortunately, jackass, a lesbian relationship isn't going to have a "man" in it at all. Thank you, next. A fictional romance story that features a queer relationship that views and promotes this relationship as basically nothing more than sexual, is people using their queerness to get off on. And that's fetishization. It's viewing them not as real people (or protrayls of real people) snd only seeing them as sexual objects. It's the obsessions with knowing "who's the bottom" and either making one hyper masculine and the other hyper feminine. It's the people who go "ugh, I don't think BTS are gay/BTS acting gay makes me super uncomfortable, ugh fanservice" while at the same time turning around and shipping two of them together. It's okay as long as it's your dubbed gay fantasy ship. Otherwise, keep the gayness away from where people can see it.

Or in another way bts ships are fetishized, in regards to JK at least, is changing aspects about him and his tattoos in an effort to promote your ship in your art. This is once again, fetishization because you are detracting who Jungkook is a human being and a real person, to nothing but the other half of your queer fantasy ship. Because once you start changing things to make it how YOU want it instead of how it is, its nothing more than a fantasy. And that's not okay. Artists are @/jjkwifeplz and @/humanlouvreart please block them if you haven't already. Both has a history of similar fetishization depictions in their drawings and the later also is biphobic on top of them both changing JKs tattoos.

Another way that queer people get fetishized is the way people view queer relationships ONLY in terms of sex. It goes hand in hand with homophobia. Cishets fetishizing queer relationships is part of the reason why they have a hard time separating talking about sexuality with talking about sex. It's why you see bitches kicking up a fit about a same sex couple sharing a small peck in the newest Disney movie, saying they don't care if you are gay just don't shove it in kids faces. But have zero problems with all the kisses shared between straight couple in Disney movies. Even the INCREDIBLY problematic ones, such as Snow White where the prince is in his 30s and is kissing the 14 year old unconscious princess. But no issues showing that to our kids? Who cares about consent as long as it's not gay? Like really? Good lord. Someone's queerness is not a kink nor should it ever be.

So to wrap up and try to answer any questions of yours I might have missed in the mess of my rambling before this.... lol Does only reading LGBTQ+ fiction make you a fetishizer? No, but also intent, impact, and what/how you are reading it does matter a bit there too. But if I'm going to read a romance book (which is not my main genre of books i tend to pick up but still), 90% of the time, it's going to be a queer romance. I like the characterizations and pacing better normally and I enjoy reading about queer joy. I also enjoy the tropes more usually. (I just read Icebreakers if anyone wants a rec and it was adorable!)

Why do people just throw this term around willy nilly anytime they don't like something? They learned a word and are trying to use it to shame people to make them stop doing something they don't like. Even if it's not accurate. It's also likely their homophobia or any of the other -isms/-phobias out there. Isn't that just diverting attention from actual issues of fetishization? Yes. Yes it is.

I understand this is kind of a rambled mess. Im sorry! Here's hoping I've sorted it all into somewhat more cohesive mess and it makes sense and answered you. And i hope you (and others) find it at least a little helpful. If there are any of these questions that I didn't answer or missed or didn't fully cover or if you have any others, let me know! And I'll do my best to explain it if i can. 💜 thanks for the ask!

#idk how to tag this lol #non canon queer ships are just as valid as any other ships #just stay within boundaries

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finnishwhiteboy · 8 months

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WARNING!!! Long, complicated rambling about time and stuff written by a dude with autism. Prepare to be (potentially) confused.

One thing that has always felt a bit strange to my autistic brain is the fact that the "present", the moment you are currently living in, is so mathematically tiny, short and insignificant that when you compare it to the immense scale of the past, the things that have happened, it just doesn't simply matter at all. It just is one tiny "blip" that happens and instantly becomes a part of the forever-increasing concept of the past.

In addition to the fact that the present is an unimaginably short moment we don't know the actual size or scale of time, whether it even exists, is there also a "future" in addition to the present moment and the endless past. Because if there really is a future, and you could theoretically go and see it, it would rule out all essence of free will and that everything will happen in a specific way, in a specific order and that there truly is an "order" in this cold universe in which the only thing that matters in any scale is entropy, that will eventually cause everything to enter it's optimal for in the heat death of the universe.

What about time travel? Time travel has been the focal point of many a sci-fi book about this and that. Could time travel be possible and in what direction? Technically, time travel is already possible, since time is affected by gravity and speed so if you moved fast enough you would literally move faster through time (or something I'm not a physicist). But if you can move forward in time could you move backwards?

If you could move backwards in time, what would happen? Well, first of all, you would cease to exist in the present since you literally are in a different time. But when you are in the past, are you in the "the" past or just in the "a" past? Because if it is "the" past, do you then have free will? We always like to believe that the past is solid and unchanging but what if it wasn't? If you went into the past and did something, would it change the present or had that thing happened anyway? If you travel to the past and you are unable to change it by for example stealing all of Napoleon's clothes the day before he would have been crowned an emperor it would imply that we don't have free will. You couldn't change the past since it has already happened, but for you, the past was the present. So in your present (in the past) you wouldn't have free will. But both of these would be impossible to prove since if you'd move forward in time, you would only shift the point of your present forward, and not move to the future.

But what is free will anyway? We as a species like to think that we are special just because we can think about what we are thinking about in a certain specific way. But is all of that thinking manual, happening at that moment or just retroactively added to the memory of that moment by your brain? And decision-making. Do you think "I should take that mug and pour some water into it and then drink the water"? Most likely not. You just know that you should drink and then it almost automatically happens without you caring about it. Is doing things basically automatically really intentional thought and free will or is it just random mental "noise" that is interpreted as something meaningful? Or what if you aren't choosing nor thinking about doing what it is you are doing but blindly following a premarked trail that started the moment the first thing that could be labelled as "you" came into existence and ends when "you" and anything left of it ceases to exist.

But even then, is there anything that decides and "orders" that things happen in a certain way? Why is it, that something is while something else isn't? What caused it? Is it intentional or just happenstance of random noise and entropy that will eventually happen?

Because on our human scale, everything appears to be logical. But on a smaller scale, things will start to get weird. Everything we know turns upside down and we are confused and scared. Eventually, we will come face to face with the truth, almost everything that we know and even more that we don't know is 99.9% nothing. On the scale of the atom and the quarks that make up the atom, the smallest things that we can measure, there is a tiny amount of stuff. Of a "thing". There is the nucleus, which is tiny and far, far away from it are the electrons, themselves so miniscule that they are on the same level of scale as the quarks. These electrons move around the nucleus so fast that it is impossible to perfectly measure making them appear as a cloud around it. So the atom is formed by a nucleus, which is in turn made of quarks, and the electron cloud. Everything between the nucleus and the cloud is empty. A void. Nothingness. And everything between these tiny things almost completely made out of nothing is almost completely surrounded by nothing themselves.

So, everything is made up of nothing, and nothing makes up everything. But does the fact that when you touch something with your finger, the atoms that make up both the finger and the thing you are touching don't touch, matter? Does anything matter since even though things feel real, they are mostly nothing and turn to pure cosmic noise thanks to entropy? Yes. A lot of things matter. Not on a grand, universal scale, no. But on a smaller, personal scale. Who cares that eventually everything will be pure nothing and noise since it doesn't affect your daily life at all? The things that truly matter are other people and how you spend time with them. Because what is the point of trying to figure out everything, if you don't have anyone to share your findings and experiments with? On our simple, human scale the most important things that will matter are other people and our experiences and relationships with them.

Or everything is just a social construct I dunno.

#196 #r/196 #/r/196 #r196 #me #autism #ramblings #rambling #time

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marypsue · 8 months

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Hhhhhn I’m glad you put your pinned post back bc i missed a few sneak peeks!! First of all, I love the ominous suit baddies and a new introduction for Erica Sinclair bc she honestly would be a child detective and rabble rouser! Also I love that Erica has heard enough about Lucas’s connection that lets him sneak into the movies that she goes to Steve when she feels unsafe! Tbh I feel like it’s a crime that we never got a scene of Lucas braving about his cool older friend who lets him go to movies for free and drives only for Erica to call Steve a loser but clearly note down that he’s a trusted adult ( let thé Sinclair siblings bond!! Let them be children and shit talk but also care for each other deeply! )Also truly such a joy seeing your impeccable sense of dramatic tension bc that scene sucked me right back in and left me excited about stranger things again . The blend of character work and plot has really gotten so good and it’s fun seeing how your style changed since the first installment!! Also belatedly, the age swap fic (another beloved marypsue AU that is always rotissering in my brain alongside body swap) with Nancy detectiving and a fun twist on the classic Hopper finding the government conspiracy beats of ST1.

Hello hello! Thank you so much! I'm thrilled to hear that the tension is good, and that the plot and character work seem to be working together well. That's all I ever want.

I love Erica and I want her to have all of the screentime! All of the sibling relationships on Stranger Things are so interestingly set up and I just want more of all of them. All the time. Forever.

I feel like the setup in this AU allows for a little more cross-generational interaction in general than the show itself implies. That was one of the things I really liked about s3, the way it put together the Scoops Troop instead of just splitting everybody up into three groups based on age again. It worked really well in s1 because, obviously, they were riffing on three different genres aimed at the three different age categories, and also because none of the characters knew anything, including that the others were involved. The more everybody knows, though, the more you either have to come up with external obstacles to separate them out and not have them share what they know with the others, or you gotta play with and shake up that structure a little. (I'm having some fun with it with former heroes right now, and I hope you'll like how it turns out!)

It's funny that you should mention the change in style, because it's something I've been thinking about recently. Part of it is definitely that the first installment in this AU is canon divergent after all the canon setup and everything, so I was able to lean a lot more heavily on what I could assume the audience already knows. I liked that a lot, and I'd like to try to pull that stylised, storytelling-style voice back into it more. But the changes in the s1 and s2 fics have enough knock-on effects, and I'm also changing enough things in the plot, that I can't lean so much on what people already know about s3. (Although I'm definitely having fun using some of those expectations!) I want to make sure everything's set up well, clear, and makes sense, and I'd like to do a little more of that highly stylised stuff again. Hoping I can strike a balance there.

Also, just so you know, for when and if I change the pinned post again (which will happen when I have a new fic to post), there are a few ways to see only the samples on my blog, other than the pinned post. I am from the Ancient Times, before tumblr decided blogs should automatically open in the dash, and my pinned post is actually just a roundup of the links in the header that you can see if you go to my public-facing blog page! (This page also has the added benefit that you don't have to be logged in to tumblr to see it. Technically, every blog has a URL like this, but I believe that if you use the default tumblr theme, it forces you to go to the blog-in-the-dashboard version automatically. I'm not sure, though, I haven't changed my blog theme in something like a decade.)

I also tag for organisation, and I find it's easier to find tagged posts in the [blog].tumblr.com view than the blog-in-dashboard view. On marypsue.tumblr.com, if you click on a tag, it will show you every post tagged with that tag, in chronological order. It won't catch posts that use the same phrase in the body text, only posts that have been tagged. But it will bring up every post with that tag, and it won't show you duplicates of the same posts (which I find the search often does for no apparent reason).

All my fic samples and fic posts are tagged with the wildly imaginative this is mary's fic tag. All my original writing is tagged with mary writes. I've also tried to start tagging by WIP name. So if you're, say, in the mary writes tag, and you read and enjoy a sample from Fearleading Squad, you can click on the fearleading squad tag on the post and it will show you more samples from that WIP. Or if you're looking for samples from the upcoming final installment of the Hawkins, Indiana psychic baby boom, there's a tag for that too.

(If you already knew all of this and just found the pinned post more convenient, I hope you'll forgive me. I just realised as I was reading your ask that tumblr goes out of its way to direct you to the blog-in-dashboard view, and I don't know how common knowledge it is anymore that there's another option.)

#chatter #one day I will not write a novel in response to every ask. today is not that day.#sorry it took so long to answer this I have been. a jelly

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courtzlou07 · 11 months

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My girl

Jj being protective of reader

being the younger sister of John b Routledge wasn't easy, for example he has a set of rules. even tho I'm only a year younger he treats me like I'm 5. his rules 'are to keep me safe' well at least that's what he says, his rules are:

1. no going anywhere without telling him or one of the pouges

2.no drinking unless were at a kegger or a party

3.no hanging out with kooks

and 4 no flirting or dating JJ Maybank.

now you may think there'll pretty easy to follow well 1 - 3 are but 4 is the only I struggle with. I mean if your big brother has a life long best friend who is hot as hell with blue eyes, blond hair , rides a motorbike and is the coolest person you know you tell me how easy it would be not to fall in love with him.

its true that I have been in love with JJ since forever but because of John Bs rule I can't do anything about it. not like I would anyway because there no way he feels the same.

so because of that I have decide to try and get over him by dating and so far it hasn't worked, I've realised that most people on this island are rude and don't care about anyone but themselves but that doest stop me from trying. which leads me to tonight I'm going another date John B is at Sarahs house so I decided this would be the best time to sneak out with jb knowing.

I got ready for dinner with Zac he's a toron here for 2 months he's nice not bad looking and he isn't super rich like kooks but that doesn't matter just means he's not snobby, I put on my little black dress which I know is JJs favourite but its not about him, I put a bit of make up on do my hair in lose curls put on my heels and I'm out the door.

I walk to the wreak which is were one of my best friends Kiara works but I know for a fact that she's not working tonight or else I wouldn't of chose the wreak.

I sit waiting for Zac, he gets there 5 minutes late but he looks very fancy in a white buttoned up shirt and blue jeans with his brown hair slicked back.

"hey y/n" he kissed my cheek and sat down

"hey Zac, how are you?"

"I'm great what about you ?" I answered good and we started to get ready to order. it was going really well other than he was very touchy he kept touching my hand or brushing his hand over my thigh but I didn't think to much of it so we continued with dinner.

"so y/n how about after desert we go back to my place?" he grabbed my hand from under the table and brang it to his mouth and kissed it.now he was making me very uncomfortable so I excused myself to the bathroom.

I really wanted to go home Zac was freaking me out he wasn't like this the first few times we hung out and I didn't want to walk home alone and I couldn't call John B so I had to call the only other person i could think of , JJ.

"please pick up , please " the phone rang a few times before he picked up

"hello, JJ "

"hey y/n are you ok?" I explained to him what was going on with Zac all the touching and the invite back to his.

"ok wait there ill be there in 2 minutes" he hung up and say in the bathroom for a minute and thought I should go and get my things from the table. I walked out and could see JJ parking his bike I walked towards the table picked up my bag and began to walk out when I felt a Han grab my wrist really hard.

"where do you think you're going where not done with our date yet" he held on tighter and trie to pull me closer when I felt and arm around my waist and and Zac's let go of my wrist and I automatically knew it was JJ.

"ever and I mean ever touch her again and I will personal send you to hell" JJ pulled me behind him and looked at Zac like he would kill him if he even moved, honestly it was really hot.

"alright man she's all yours " with that he walked back to the table

“Are you ok ?” His eyes raked over my body

" y-yeah I'm fine thanks" he grabbed my hand and led me to his bike and gave me a helmet, I put it on and got on the bike behind him;. it wasn't a far drive back t6o my place and normally jj would be staying there but his dad has been put back in jail so he is at his own house.

I held on to him as tight as I could holding on to his tank top, he reached behind me and put his hand on my lower back making a warm feeling go throughout my body. I put my hands under his shirt on his abs and layed my head on his shoulder I felt him tense up at my actions but I didn't care I just loved the feeling of being close to him, you could feel the tension between us by the time we stoped all I wanted to do was kiss him.

I looked up and opened my eyes to see JJs chateau not my own.

"JJ this isn't my house" I looked at him in confusion not that he could see my eyes because of the helmet, he walked towards me and reached for the helmet and took it off my head and through it across the yard

"you can't touch me like that and then expect me to just drop you home, can you ?" he cupped my jaw with his hands his rings cold on my skin, I felt like my skin was on fire as he leans closer to me.

"y/n I have loved you for all my life but because of John Bs stupid rule I couldn't do anything about it but seeing you with that douche bag tonight made me realise I don't give a shit what John B or anyone else says, I love you and I hope you love me to" he looked deep into my eye and I was almost in tears I tired to speak but no words would come out so I did the only thing I could think of.

I pulled him by his shirt and kissed him as I hard as I could never wanting the feeling of his lips on mine to end.

I pull away even though I don't want to "I love you JJ I always have and always will" I watched the smile grow on his face, he pulls me in by my waist and kiss me gently.

"i'm so happy I really thought you were gonna say 'sorry I don't feel the same' and leave me here like an idiot" JJ says with relief while hugging me with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"seems like you're stuck with me for a while now huh?" I smile up at him kiss him quickly

" I guess so " he kisses he again then leads me inside of his chateau.

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queenofbaws · 2 years

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Okay since Lisa already asked about your horror faves… top 5 NON-horror movies/books?

ohohohohoOOOOO!!! don't mind if i doooo ;P

rebecca by daphne du maurier (book). this one i know i've mentioned before, but it just holds such a special place in my heart T_T it was the first, like, "grown-up" book i read, and it's just sort of cemented itself in my perennial list of faves. it's a mystery, it's a romance, it's got twists and turns out the wazoo, it's just delicious is what it is.

hannibal by thomas harris (book). i know a lot of the hannibal fran...chise? is that the right word for it??? a lot of the hubbub surrounding hannibal lecter the character sort of gets slotted into horror automatically, but i personally tend to feel like the books are more thriller/crime novels than out and out horror. i love the whole series, but hannibal is particularly at the top of the list because it features two of my fave antagonists ever: mason and margot verger. idk what it is about murder siblings that gets me every single time, but like. it sure does.

the green mile by stephen king (book). i cry every time. every single time. i have read this book at least ten times, and every time i do, i tell myself THIS IS THE TIME YOU'RE NOT GONNA CRY!!! and then i weep like a baby.

the phantom of the opera (2004; movie). yeah, okay, this one also...just lives in my heart, lmao. my mom and i have watched this movie together more times than i can count, so it's gotta rank pretty high :P plus, i'm a sucker for fancy masquerade balls and old-timey romance, so really, the first time i sat down to watch this, i was pretty much hooked forever.

hot rod (2007; movie). look. LOOK. as a general rule, i do not like comedy movies. i just don't. when something is TRYING to be funny, 9 times out of 10, i just...don't like it. but hot rod makes me pee my pants every goddamn time. this was my friends' and my go-to movie in high school, and i'm almost positive i can still quote the whole thing by heart, if pressed. it's such a stupid movie. all of it. but it makes me laugh until i cry literal tears, and now there's nothing i want more than to go and rewatch it NOW skdlfjlksdjfklsdfj

ask me my top 5 anything!

#clumsybookworm18 #asks #sometimes when we're all in the same room my brothers and i will do the two of hearts dance from hot rod and our mom will just like #stare at us #two of hearts. two hearts that beat as ooooone.......#okay no now i really am just devolving into quoting hot rod #BABE NO. BABE WAIT. BABE. BABE NO BABE. BABE!!! BABE WAIT! BABE WAIT BABE NO! BAAAAAABE.#ITS SO STUPID!!!!!!

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merihn · 2 years

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88 + lalexie in a 'Luke definitely has no feelings for his ex and his ex's new boyfriend, nooooooo, none at all' way? <3

This got a little long, and a little spicy, so I put it under a read more. Nothing really happens but there's spicy talk and thoughts.

Willie looks far too amused, and Luke hates the way that makes him feel, like he has to prove himself.

"I'll kiss you right now to prove I don't feel anything for you," he declares, watching Alex's face turn pink. Willie raises an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Will you?" he murmurs, and Luke feels his face flush.

"Well, what do you want from me? I can say it until I'm blue in the face and you'll just keep looking at me with that stupid expression on your stupid face." Luke swallows against the rage rising in his chest. He shouldn't have to say any of this. It's completely ridiculous. Willie has no idea what he's talking about.

"I—Um," Alex stutters, shoving his hands in his hoodie pocket, "do I get a say in any of this?"

"Shh," Willie hushes him with a glance. Luke hadn't realized the weight of his gaze until it was gone. He inhales sharply.

"I suppose you'd better, then," Willie says after a long moment, pinning Luke with his stare again. Luke is reminded of the butterfly exhibit they'd gone to once, hundreds of tiny bodies skewered into display cases. Trapped forever.

"I—" he can't back down now, but his whole body is tensed to run, begging him to get out of here, to get as far away as possible. "Alex?"

Alex looks back at him, and for what feels like the first time since they became friends, Luke can't read his expression.

"Fine," Alex says, resigned, and more than anything, that spurs Luke to step forward. He'll prove it to both of them and then Willie can shut the hell up.

His heart is pounding so hard he's starting to feel a little sick with it, but he forges on anyway, reaching up to curl his fingers over Alex's cheeks.

Alex automatically grabs his hips, and Luke is forcibly reminded of the last time they did this; he was sad and heartsore, and Alex looked so devastated he almost couldn't go through with it. That last soft kiss stayed with him, tucked somewhere under his heart. But they finally agreed that it would be best if they went back to being only friends.

Luke shakes that away and stares Alex determinedly in the eye, then presses up onto his toes as he drags Alex down and connects their lips.

For a brief moment he's sure he's right, there's nothing here but friendship and he can't wait to throw it in Willie's stupid smug face, but then Alex's fingers are hooking tightly around his hips and yanking him closer, his mouth opening to send a wash of his sweet breath over Luke's lips, and Luke doesn't even register opening his own before Alex's tongue is in his mouth.

He should be pulling away, this isn't meant to be happening. But he's powerless, surrendering under the weight of Alex's clever mouth. He knows every inch of Luke, knows just how he likes his bottom lip nipped before it's kissed better, soft and slick. Knows how Luke likes the pain of too tight hands on his skin as Alex's fingers dig bruises into the space between his hip bones and spine. Knows how Luke melts when Alex pushes his tongue in deep, like he's trying to fuck him with it, like he's doing right now.

Luke could still brazen this out, even though he's making undignified noises straight into Alex's mouth. He can pull away right now and tell them he feels nothing. Alex is a great kisser but that's it.

But he can't seem to make himself let go and step back, can't stop his hands sliding into Alex's hair and holding on tight, keeping Alex's mouth on his. Can't stop sucking on Alex's tongue like he wishes it was something else, letting Alex guide his hips into a rolling rhythm against his own.

Alex is the one that finally breaks the kiss, and he's panting like he just run several miles, his mouth shiny red and swollen, his irises the barest thread of green around his blown pupils.

"Holy fuck," Willie breathes, and Luke jerks back, his fingers tangling in Alex's hair as he tries to get away.

"Ow, fuck. Stop moving," Alex orders, releasing Luke's hips to reach up and untangle his hands. At least it gives him a moment to compose himself, to remember why he was kissing Alex in the first place, what he has to prove.

"Fuck, are you really going to try to tell me you feel nothing more than friendship after that?" Willie says, and Luke can feel the heat of him as he steps up behind Luke, placing his hands exactly where Alex's were just moments ago. He squeezes and Luke hisses.

Willie nuzzles at his throat and squeezes again. "I think you know you made a mistake when you pushed Alex away. I think you've been hoping and wishing all these years that you could go back and fix it. I bet it kills you inside to see us together."

"Fuck you," Luke spits, and his fingers are finally free from Alex's hair, but Alex won't let go. His fingers are tight bracelets around Luke's wrists.

"I'm not trying to hurt you, Luke. I just want you to admit it."

"Fine. Fine. I love him and I miss him and that was the best kiss I've had in years."

He stares at Alex's fluttering pulse point so he doesn't have to see what's going on in his eyes, and Willie makes an approving noise and slides his fingers over Luke's jaw to turn his head.

"It was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen," Willie murmurs. "Can I kiss you too?"

"Fuck," Luke grunts, and he's trapped between the two of them, he can't turn around. He twists just a little more, and Willie's mouth is skidding over his, and his fingers are too tight on Luke's jaw, just the way he likes.

Then there's a hot mouth on his throat, and Alex's big hands are on his hips again, and Willie's pushing his tongue into Luke's mouth, and it's just so much.

He groans into Willie's mouth and presses his hips against Alex's, and his hands are clutching at Alex's shoulders, hanging on as best he can.

"Fuck Luke, will you stay? Will you stay with us?" Willie bites the words into Luke's mouth, nips at his lips and leaves the words in the impression of his teeth.

Luke can't breathe, can't think, can't even begin to process what Willie is saying, but he says yes anyway, reaching back to grab a fistful of Willie's hair, yanking him over his shoulder to deepen the kiss.

"I should have never let you do it," Alex is mumbling into the thin skin of his throat, scraping his teeth over the tendon before biting down sharply. Luke cries out, muffled by Willie's mouth. He wraps his leg around Alex's hips and rubs against him, frantic and messy.

"Fuck. Okay, stop." Willie pulls back, tugs Luke with him until Alex releases him. "We can't do this here."

Luke looks around; he'd forgotten where he was.

"Why not? We used to do it in here all the time," Alex says, and Willie groans again.

"Yeah? Did you fuck him on that couch, Alex? Did he get on his knees behind your kit and suck you 'til you came down his throat?" Willie's voice is transformed by lust, throaty and deep, and Luke is overcome by the need to know what he sounds like when he comes.

"Yeah," Alex breathes, and Luke shivers in Willie's arms.

"Show me."

#julie and the phantoms #slightly spicy #willex #lalexie #my fic #jatp #different kisses prompts #this got to 1200 words even though i gave up on trying to write a proper beginning #wtf

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akookminsupporter · 2 years

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Hi Rosie! Did you watch JK's live? If you did, was the live a mess for you too? :/ For me it kept crashing, and when I tried to load it again it took forever, it muted itself automatically, I couldn't even see the chat (I was watching it on PC so when I clicked fullscreen the chat disappeared anyway but I couldn't see it before) and was just generally bad. I was so happy when Jungkook went live but then I got a little disappointed when I saw it was a weverse notification and not vlive, because of the subtitle situation. 😅 Which is not Jungkook's fault of course, I'm guessing with the merge they were asked to use weverse live instead? Maybe. We don't know. I just don't understand why the staff or company (I'm not sure if weverse is an independent company or what) is so silent about everything. I really don't want to sound demanding and I know this merge is still a work in progress, I just don't understand 1, why they started the merge if weverse live is so unstable (maybe this is how they test it out..? But it has been months and multiple lives and nothing changed) and 2, why they can't say anything about the subtitles. BTS is not the only artist using weverse for lives now, but even if they were the only ones, they have a huge international fanbase, who at least rely on English subtitles. Since Run BTS has them, I'm assuming it's possible to put subtitles on videos, hence why I don't understand why they wouldn't sub the lives. Do you think they are working on it? :/ It's been more than 2 months for the group who did the first ever live, and they still hasn't gotten it either. And this is not the first time a live was like this, I couldn't watch it when it aired, but I know lollapalooza was crashing a lot too. How do they expect to live stream the Busan concert, when weverse can't even support a smaller live? :/

I watched the last 30 minutes of his Vlive unfortunately, so I don't know what happened. From what I saw he also had problems and restarted the Vlive a few times. I don't know if WLIVE won't have subtitles at all or if it's a process, from what I've read it will take a while for the two apps to fully merge so I imagine it will all take time. The instability of the app currently, especially when there are literally millions of people watching WLIVE, I want to believe that eventually, this will improve. Anon, merging two apps that big doesn't happen overnight, I'm no expert but what's happening makes sense. As for the Busan concert broadcast, hopefully, things have already improved a bit for that day, I think they are perfectly aware that MILLIONS of people will join that stream.

#anon #ask #wlive #weverse

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samboverse · 1 year

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tell me about ur ocs. especially the one w the pink hair n the good fashion. please

aww im so glad ur interested!! this makes me a little giddy ngl

adding stuff below bc this ended up being longer than i thought

okok so! before i get into anything, i need to specify that (like anyone with 100+ ocs) a lot of my ocs' stories branch out differently.

The story Harper (the fashionable pink haired one) is in usually focuses on this guy

his name is Richard Chatham :] he is more or less the "protag" of this story.

He's 7 years older than Harper but they've known each other since childhood. They used to be neighbours and became friends quickly :] he's like a big brother to her.

Now--Harper herself. She's 19, uses she/her, and is a second year architecture student. She's half Sudanese from her mom's side, Japanese from her dad's, and has lived in the UK most of her life. She also has a twin brother who she fights with every 5 minutes (hi Harrison).

Personality wise, she's a very expressive person :] she isn't scared of showing her anger, sadness, excitement, etc. She also isn't scared of calling out someone's flaws in front of them (which usually doesn't end well, but that never stopped her). I think these descriptions aren't good enough though dlfkhjdoksg so I'll just send this desc I wrote for her two years ago

'She usually has a "cutesy" persona on when in public, having herself be overly friendly, although it's usually only towards those she views as potential friends or acquaintances. She's easily annoyed, too, and is pretty hot-headed, even when she tries not to be. Her anger, however, is something that leaves easily, especially when her attention focuses on an interest or, well, anything cute.'

'She always makes sure she looks her best whenever she's outside, as--to her--appearance is a big descriptor of personality. It's because of that thought process that she automatically dislikes anyone whose appearance is a disheveled mess.'

For her backstory, she lived a regular life. The biggest highlight was when she ended up in a car crash with her dad when she was five (he didn't survive #rip).

She used to be close to her dad and still owns a few of the clothes he wore. In fact, her fashion taste was inspired by him :] he was a hugeee lover of pink and cutesy stuff and wanted to let his daughter dress up in clothes he knew he'd never have the chance to wear. I think her attachment to the style could be her own way of remembering him too.

For current story. Well. I will be honest with u, I still don't know what the current story should even be (yes I've had these ocs for years yes idk what their story should be). It would probably involve her discovery of her own sexuality + acceptance of the past and focusing on the future of some sort. Also her learning to stop judging others for surface level stuff and actually forming new bonds :DD but for now though... my brain is empty

Little extra facts also:

She has a pet rabbit (named Yuki)

Cosplays as a hobby

Her favourite anime is Tokyo Mew Mew :]

Allergic to strawberries (she will forever curse her immune system for this)

Terrible at singing (she'll never accept this though)

also, have this two year old doodle of her that i still like :]

#car crash mention #Harper Takagi #Richard Chatham #ive been waiting soo long to post something about this man i hate him. so much #my blorbos.... my found siblings.........#so sorry to mr harrison takagi i promise ill focus on you in another post #also since im in the tags i think i should mention this. but she was originally a fandom oc #for a killing game n stuff #she was one of the survivors :D i never rlly saw her as a character who dies yk #if u know what the fandom is then... well rip #although i feel like its very obvious what it is LKSDHJLKDSG #anyway anyway #!!! thank you sm for this ask :((#i saw ur rt tags and they made me sooo happy DSFGLKDHSG im so glad ur enjoying my little scrimblos #its making me even more motivated to post oc content tbh #also sorry if this isnt good SDLSDLKJ im not used to posting oc info #hopefully u enjoy though!#samborambles

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kimarisgundam · 1 year

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Kima/Mako I promise you things will be better if you just come clean. You have chooms who actually give a damn about you now. Arasaka doesn't care about you. I can't say much about your father , but you mentioned he never formally adopted you and your bro. Doesn't that show you he thinks you're disposable? You don't need to drop a truth bomb. Just slowly try revealing who you really are. Starting with your real name.

I can't reveal my real name >_<! Are you nuts??? People will realise who my bio parents are and I may become a walking target >_<

My Netrunner and her big bro haven't used their real names since like forever >_<

Even during my introductory/backstory RP session, I used a fake name when enrolled in Arasaka Academy >_<

I actually took so long to answer your ask cos I took your advice and causally tried to subtlety imply I'm closer to Arasaka than they think I am on our group chat...

I was just like "Hey guys. I'm so adamant about accessing that node even though it may kill me cos of personal reasons.

You know Tanaka-san from Arasaka..? What would you guys say if I told you I may have worked for him before..?"

Even though I downplayed my involvement with Arasaka/my sponsor, I lowkey made things worse for myself 😭

I have determined I can never say the truth cos it'll put my best choom on a warpath with my sponsor 😭

My friend/her Rockerboy character automatically assumed my Netrunner was being threatened by my sponsor 😭

I feel so guilty now cos instead of being angry with me for possibly backstabbing him, he's threatening to go burn down my sponsor's/dad's office 😭

He thinks I was forced into working for Arasaka and Arasaka is after me now cos I tried to get out 😭

Like no!! I can't say this, but I wasn't forced! I did this cos it was my giri. I willing served cos it was my duty! Don't frigging burn down the office of the man who saved me from poverty omg 😭

My big bro is going to seriously kill our Rockerboy this time if he dares to try anything against our sponsor 😭

And my friend who plays the Exec literally DMed me to say "WTF". She/he are mad at me/my Netrunner for revealing info 🥲

#this is the last time I take advice from tumblr >_>#I'm so dead now #what the frig even is my character's life in Cyberpunk #personal #ask

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