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#anyways i just have a lot of feelings about that movie
rainbowhao · 3 days
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kitchen ♡ yeonjun
genre: smut ⭒ word count: 0.5k
yeonjun chuckles. “this what you wanted?” he’s moving at a painfully slow place, cock hitting you deep with every thrust.
you're pressed up against the kitchen counter, legs forcefully spread. your head has lulled forward, body limp from overstimulation.
you've already come twice, once from his fingers and once on his tongue. the remnants drips from your folds, coating his shaft and sliding down your legs.
“you like it when i’m rough?” your boyfriend questions, words filled with venom as he switches to fucking you quick and sloppy.
“yeah.” your voice is whiny. drool threatens to spill out from the corner of your swollen lips. his words have your walls clamping down on him and he curses at the tightness.
his hand grips your inner thigh, pressing your leg further against the cabinet. your body shakes. if he wasn't holding you up, you'd crumble to the floor. your hips start spasming when he thumbs at your abused clit.
yeonjun’s eyes are transfixed on your tummy. he can see the outline of his cock with every thrust. sweat coats his forehead. he's been dying to get inside you since you'd watched that damn movie together.
“that turn you on?” yeonjun had joked when he noticed you'd fallen unusually silent during a raunchy sex scene, not so subtly shifting around on the couch.
“we could try it...if you want” you said quietly, cheeks flushed as you avoided his gaze.
the prospect of having you in the kitchen—of being a little rougher than usual—wasn't something he’d ever considered. but after seeing how embarrassed (and intrigued) you were by the idea, suddenly it was all he could think about. which is why he’d been worked up the rest of the night; walking in on you making breakfast in nothing but his t-shirt had been the final blow.
“open up for me, baby.”
he’s like a man possessed, suddenly gripping your chin, tilting your head back before spitting in your mouth. yeonjun groans when you swallow, index finger tracing your bottom lip. he whispers hot praises in your ear—how good you’ve been, how warm you feel wrapped around him.
“gonna come for me one more time?” yeonjun asks. his white tank droops down below his collarbones, thin material clinging to his skin.
“i’m close,” you tell him. your stomach is wound tight, his tip hitting your g-spot relentlessly. “want you to come inside.” you're practically begging him, breathless. your fingers dig into his shoulder blades. it's impossible to tug him any closer but you try anyway.
“shit.” yeonjun exhales. just imagining it has his hips stuttering. “i don't think i’ll want to stop if i do.” he looks down with heavy lids, cheeks flushed as he stares at where you're connected. “i’d fuck you all day if you'd let me.” he chuckles lowly. “til you're full of me.”
you're releasing without warning, broken moans filling the apartment. he sucks on your neck to try and work you through your high, placing sloppy kisses against the sensitive skin as he continues rocking into you. it's only a few thrusts later that his mouth stills, eyes squeezing shut as he fills you with warm cum.
“one more baby,” he pleads. he's still rock hard and nowhere near done. “i need you so bad I can't think straight.” yeonjun whimpers.
you're nodding rapidly. if you had known he'd react like this, you would have watched the movie a hell of a lot sooner.
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Follow You Anywhere 5
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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, obsession, controlling behavoiour, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You’re online existence threatens to leak into your real life.
Characters: Captain Syverson
Note: still sick but still craving dick.
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You drain the glass of water and cling to it. You’re at a loss of what to do next. You’re not just trapped by this man, you’re bound up in fear. It’s a real life horror movie. 
You stand and blink long and hard, trying to steady yourself. You turn, your legs stiff and straight, your movement slow as if walking through sludge. You stop and sway as you find Sy watching you from the doorway. 
No wonder you never noticed him before. He’s so quiet, you didn’t even know he was still in the room. Well, he is a soldier after all. That fact chills you more than anything. Even if you were more formidable, you still wouldn’t have a hope. 
He wears only a pair of thin gym shorts, low on his hips and displaying his thick stomach. He’s not really fat, just burly. He’s got hair fron chest to waistline, his stomach boxy with muscle but not perfectly defined. His arms are hug and bulge without flexing. 
You gulp and look down at the empty glass and walk forward. 
“I can get that, sweetie,” he offers as you come close. 
“No, it’s okay,” you murmur, “I gotta... finish up a few things anyhow.” 
He doesn’t move. His large body blocks the exit and you poke your tongue out to wet your dry lips. His eyes narrow on your mouth and he releases a heavy exhale. 
“Excuse me,” you voice quavers, “I’m just tryna... get past.” 
“Sweetie, you sound tired, maybe you should lay down,” he reaches for you and you flinch. You see him hesitate before he closes the gap, rubbing your arm with his large hand. “Hm, I could rub your feet, we could talk. We got a lot of catching up to do.” 
“I... M-maybe later, this project is a big one,” you lie. It’s really nothing. A sixty-dollar edit you could do in your sleep. “It’s a bit early, anyway, right?” 
His hand lingers as he looks down at you. His thick fingertips flutter up your shoulder and along your neck. He turns his knuckles to graze your throat before he frames your chin. 
“You’re much prettier in person, you know that?” He purrs, “especially when you smile.” 
Your lip quivers as goosebumps raise on the back of your arms, “thanks, Sy. Um, sorry, can I get through?” 
He rubs your jaw with his thumb and tilts his head. Finally he drops his hand and sighs, smacking the side of his leg as he backs up, angling to offer just enough room for your escape. As you step out, you can’t help but brush against him. 
“Mmm,” he hums, “you smell like flowers.” 
You grip the glass even tighter, “thanks.” 
“Everything about you is just so...” he trails after you, right at your heels, “perfect.” 
You don’t know what to say to that. It’s a sweet compliment but it really doesn’t feel like it. He follows you to the kitchen, once more planting himself in the doorway, his hand on the frame as he watches you. You cough and rinse the glass, leaving it beside the sink. 
You face him again and wring your hands. As you near, he moves without being told. You skirt around him and sit at the table. You try not to shake as you open the laptop. You pause but resist the urge to look around. Where’s your phone? 
You do your best to bottle up every thought. You don't want him to sense your panic. You need to stay calm until a chance comes up. You don’t know what or when, but it has to. 
You click onto Adobe Suite and reload the same project as before. He just stands there, by the wall. You're too nervous to check if he’s looking at you.  
You hear a peculiar tapping and Aika slithers past her owner. As she approaches, you swallow and brace yourself. She sits beside you and puts her head in your lap. You gape down, in relief and surprise, and daintily touch her head. 
“She likes you a lot,” he beams and walks around the other side of the table. He drags a chair out and sits, “I told her all about you. She was over there too. Sniffin’ out IEDs.” 
“Oh,” you glance at him over the laptop. “Wow.” 
A pang stabs your chest. For a moment, you feel bad for him. You can’t begin to imagine what he saw in a war. You presume being far from home is never easy but that’s all so much more intense. 
“Yeah, tough, but we made it through,” he proclaims, “easier to get on when you got something to come home to.” 
You nod and look at the screen. This is all sorts of messed up. How stupid are you? Why couldn’t you just keep a journal? Why did you have to stream your stupid life to the stupid internet? You just assumed that no one would care. Like usual. 
You drag your fingers around the touch pad, trying to focus on the actual work. That's the only real escape you have. You need to think about anything else. 
“I thought... I thought you made your money from your videos,” he says as pushes his shoulders back, his figure broader than the chair. 
“Mm, no. Um, you know, not many viewers. I edit for other people. Pictures, videos,” you answer. It’s easier to talk when you keep it clinical. “Weddings, stuff like that.” 
“Ah,” he sniffs, “well, not about how many followers you got, just that they’re good people, huh?” 
“Sure, uh, yeah,” you sputter. 
“You okay, sweetie?” His tone sharpens. 
“Sorry, I'm just... working,” your lip twitches. “You know, I just... wasn’t expecting... you. I usually work um, between videos, and I didn’t plan on doing anymore today.” 
“Huh,” he pokes his tongue into his cheek, “but you usually do one. One early, one late.” 
You shift and Aika nuzzles your thighs, huffing until your pet her again. You bite the inside of your lip as your face singes, “right, but I’m a little behind...” 
He’s quiet. You feel him staring. He probably can see right through your lies. 
“You’re a hard worker, sweetie, I woulda guessed so,” he stands and the chair scrapes loudly, making you wince, “let me get outta your way. I can wait a bit longer.” 
You don’t look up as his shadows blurs along the edge of your vision. You wait until it fades away before you dare to peek. The TV comes back to life and you exhale. It’s not exactly freedom, just room to breathe. 
🧸
You are anything but behind. You’re so desperate to dissociate, that you breeze through your current projects. In the background, Sy lurks, the couch creaking as he sits up, his footfalls against the floor as he paces, and the little clicks and clacks of his curiosity as he looks around your place. 
As your eyes begin to glaze over from the glare, he appears on the other side of the table, “hungry, sweetie?” 
You’re not. You shrug, not wanting to give the wrong answer. 
“I could order something. I know you just shopped and all but I don’t mind.” 
“You know, that’s nice but I’m still full from breakfast.” 
“Ah, yeah, that was a big one,” he agrees, “you know, those field rations made me a bit of a glutton once I got back to civilization.” 
“Oh. You’re welcome to cook for yourself or something,” you offer. 
“You gonna stay on that all night,” he points at the computer, “that sh—the light can’t be good for your eyes.” 
“No, um, I... just finished.” 
You close the laptop reluctantly. You hear the edge creeping into his timbre. He’s getting impatient. 
“Well, if you’re not hungry, how about I run you a bath? You’re tense, you should relax, sweetie,” his hands go to his hips and tugs up his shorts just a little. 
“Sure...” you murmur. 
He goes before you can say anything else. What else can you say? He’s crazy and it’s becoming more obvious by the minute. Maybe you are too for not screaming at him to leave you alone. 
Aika exhales and falls onto her side, stretching her long legs as she relaxes. Right, he’s not the only one you have to worry about. You get up and clasp your hands together. You walk around the table, once, twice, three times. 
You hear the faucet and shudder. You stop and look at Aika then the door. You could sneak out right then. Tell your neighbour there’s an intruder in your home. With all his things and his dog. And they would see him walking in with you on the cameras like everything was all good. 
Right. It’s an option but not better than the current one. You’re more likely to piss him off than get rid of him. 
“Got it running for ya,” he comes out and you push your hands down, fighting own your fear. 
“Thanks,” you say as you cross the room, “that’s so sweet.” 
“Yeah, sweetie, no problem,” he nears and you keep from shying away, “I’m just tryna take care of you.” 
“I... really appreciate it,” you eke out. 
“You just take your time,” he runs his hands up and down your arms. “Mm,” he bites his lip, “you’re just so pretty. I can’t believe you’re real.” 
Your chest wracks and your head swells. You can’t believe he’s real either. 
You force a smile and freeze as you sense him leaning in. He kisses the top of your head and purrs, “you just go get nice and fresh.” 
He releases you and reluctantly lets you go. You sidle past him cautiously. You don’t look back as you head for the bathroom. You shut the door behind you and let the air free from your lungs. Holy crud. 
You go to the tub and stare in at the rising water. You wait for it to fill up before you shake the daze. You undress and slide into the water. You lean back and grip the edges. The world is surreal. 
You’re too restless to enjoy the warmth. Usually you would find a bath soothing. You often take them with a candle burning and your favourite soap bubbled over the surface. You don’t think you’ll ever know peace again. 
You sit up and hug your knees. You sit like that for a while. You want to fall apart right there but you know you can’t. The thing that helped you so much has doomed you. 
You pull the stopper and get out. The water’s just making you cold. You dry off and wrap the towel around you. You pick up your clothes and go to the door, pressing your ear to listen to the other side. 
You turn the handle slowly and ease it inch by inch. He’s not there. You tiptoe out, vigilant as you cross the room. You turn into the bedroom and nearly let out a yelp. You didn’t really think he’d left but you could hope. 
“These are real cute,” he lays down the button up silk pajama shirt with the matching shorts. 
“Oh, uh, sure, um...” 
“Should be nice and comfy,” he faces you with a grin. 
“Well, uh, yeah, but...” you begin to argue. You don’t really sleep in those ones, you more lounge around. “Thanks.” 
You keep your arms across your chest, the tower firmly clutched around you. You look down at the set as he remains close. You wait. Is he gonna go? 
“Aren’t ya gonna put them on?” 
“Sure, uh,” you grab them, your other hand fisted around the top of the towel, “I’ll just go do that.” 
“You don’t gotta be shy with me,” he purrs, “but I guess you’re a nice girl, huh. You like to take it slow.” 
You press your lips together, “mhm.” 
You back away, wanting to run in the other direction. You turn at the door and leave him there. You can’t help but feel he’s already seen too much. 
You flit back to the bathroom and lock yourself in. You are about to combust. You tremble as you pull on the shorts, then the shirt. You hang the towel and linger by the door. 
He's really not going to leave. For whatever reason, you hoped he might call it a night and go. Why would he do that? He doesn’t do sane things. 
“Sweetie,” the knock on the door makes you jump. “Everything okay?” 
“Yeah, fine,” you squeak. 
The door handle wiggles. You flick the lock back and he pushes it open from the other side. He lets go of the handle and steps back, his eyes roving up and down your body. 
“Ah, sugar, you look... look real... good,” his voice is smoky as he spreads his hand over his chest. “Sweet little thing, just wanna eat you—up!” 
He surprises you as suddenly he has you off your feet. He has his arms around you as he lifts you and carries you away from the bathroom door. You yelp and hit his shoulder, wriggling and kicking. Oh no! 
“Sy, please, no,” you cry out but he ignores you, “no, no, no...” you panic finally overflow and your eyes glisten. He takes you into the bedroom and your heart pounds feverishly, “please...” you wisp before he tosses you on the bed, “don’t hurt me!” 
You bounce on the mattress and hold your hand up, bracing for his next move. When it doesn’t come, you part your fingers and look at him through them. He watches you with a line in his forehead. 
“You think I’m gonna hurt you?” He rasps. 
“I... you just caught me off guard,” you push yourself up on your elbows, “I didn’t--” 
“I was just playing,” he frowns, “having some fun with my girl. Wanted some snuggles, is all.” 
Despite it all, you actually feel bad. He sounds genuinely hurt. You sit up all the way and pout up at him, “Sy,” you utter softly, “I’m tired, I’m sorry.” 
He inhales so his broad chest rises and blows it out as he rubs his shaves head. He drops his hand and sniffs, “yeah, me too. Been a long day.” 
“So... so...” you quaver as you grasp at the last of your courage, “let’s just sleep it off.” 
His jaw ticks and he tilts his head until you hear a pop, “yeah, you’re right, sweetie. Think I just got overexcited.” 
You flutter your lashes as you hold back the wave of relief. It dissipates as soon as it rises. This isn’t over. You have a whole night ahead of you and brand new day. 
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seunmong-in · 2 days
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•Midnight sessions & Love Confessions🌙🤍•
Genre: Fluff, best friends to lovers, flirting, slight sass on Chan’s part, cursing (very minimal) Idol!HanxReader 
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A/N: This is my first time writing again in almost 5 years... Hopefully, you guys enjoyed this as much as I did!! If you guys want to see more of this please reblog/like the post or if you have any feedback please DM me!!
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“Okay Y/N, that was good but do you think you can sound like you're actually in love? You know, like how you are in love with Jisung.”
You glare at Chan while you mouth the words “Fuck you” to him. As Chan and Binnie start laughing at you as you simply roll your eyes. The boys have been teasing you about your crush on Jisung, the other 1/3 of the 3racha, for a while now. They accidentally found out about your feelings for him a few months ago during one of your usual movie nights at your place. Since then, they have been either making jokes or pushing you to confess your feelings to him. However, you have always refused, thinking that he doesn't feel the same way and you didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship with him. After all, Jisung has been your best friend for years and you both have been inseparable since you debuted together. You walk out of the booth frustrated and sat on the couch. Chan and Binnie at the same time turned their chairs around to face you. It was already 12:30 AM and you were exhausted.
“Why can’t you give this part to Lee Know or Seungmin, they can sing this better than I can anyway,” you say stubbornly, closing your eyes for a few seconds.
"Because I had you in mind to sing the girl's response to this love song, Y/n. Plus, Bin and I have been wanting you to sing this for the past year now. We've even discussed having you as our featured artist for this album so you really can't back out now princess," Chan responded with a smile.
You couldn't really argue with Chan about this because he brings up a good point. You and the boys have been begging management for a song collaboration for years, and as soon as they agreed, you all teased the collaboration to your respective fanbases. Scrapping it now would be a waste of time and bad from a publicity standpoint. Knowing you had no way out of this session for at least tonight, you groaned as you stood up back up from the couch and walked back into the booth, grabbing on the headphones that rested on the mic. Once you had the headphones situated properly and the lyrics in front of you, you look at Binnie for the next instructions.
“Okay Y/n, start from the top of the second verse until you reach the bridge. Remember, try to sing this as if you're falling in love. Put lots of emotion into this bunny,”
You nod while Chan signals to Binnie to hit the record button. The instrumentals start playing as you take a deep breath, closing your eyes, and trying to mimic the feeling of being in love. Instantly, you pictured Jisung in front of you, smiling ear to ear as he cheers you on from the other side. You couldn’t help but crack open a soft smile as memories of the two of you played in your mind. You start to recall all the times he saved you from bad blind dates and all the all-nighters you both would pull just because you both got heavily attached to some anime series that was 10 years old. You continued to sing into the mic, putting all the emotions you were feeling into it and not missing a beat. This was something you didn’t do in your first couple of recordings. You were so deep into your feelings, channeling that feeling of being in love, that you didn’t even realize you were hitting all of the high notes in the bridge that Chan originally took out because you couldn’t hit them. Once the music starts to fade away, the memories of Jisung and you fade away too. You slowly open your eyes to see not only Chris and Binnie smiling at you, but Jisung was also in the room, staring at you in amazement. He pushes Chris over to the side and speaks into the mic. 
“Damn Y/n that was absolutely fucking amazing!! Who knew you had that in you, Angel.” 
Angel... He just called you angel. He’s only ever called you Bubba or Bubbles but never Angel... You feel your face turning red as you quickly put the headphones back down on the mic and walk out of the booth.
Ignoring that you are blushing over this new nickname, Jisung attacks you in a hug as he whispers in your ear about how beautiful you sounded in your recording. When did Ji sneak in? Did the boys text him to come sit in as you sang? Did he see you blush when he called you angel? You were so deep into thought trying to figure out what just happened, that you didn’t hear Chan talking to you.
“Earth to Y/nnnn, did you hear anything I just said.”
“Huh, no sorry what did you say Channie?” You let go of Jisung's embrace, and as you turn to face Chan, you see him smirking. Unlike Jisung, he could tell you were clearly blushing over the compliments you were receiving.
“I said I think we finally got our take. If you want, you can go home for the night since I know it’s getting late, and we can play it back first thing in the morning for you.”
Sighing in relief, you agree while you pack up your things. You thank the boys for having to spend/ deal with you the last few hours, telling them you will see them in the morning, and start to walk out of the room when Jisung stops you. 
“Y/n wait up!” He grabs you by the arm, spinning you around. 
“Here let me take you home, it’s late and cold out.”
“Oh Ji, I don’t want to bother you with that! I was planning to Uber home anyway.”
“Well, luckily you aren’t bothering me with asking since I am also the one offering. Plus it is my civil duty as your best friend, so I am taking you home and that's final. Now come on, Angel.”
He interlocks his hand into yours as you both walk out of the company building and go to his car. You couldn’t help but look down as you try to contain your smile though this is something the both of you usually do consistently. Jisung walks up to the passenger's side of his car and opens it for you, bowing down and signaling for you to hop in. You giggle at his silly gesture as you playfully curtsey back to him and get in. It’s moments like these you can’t help but fall more in love with him. He closes your door and quickly runs over to his side of the car, turning it on. He puts on some random playlist and he puts the car in drive. 
“Alrighty, off to your house.”
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After 10 minutes of listening to music in silence, you finally arrived at your apartment building. You could see from above your sister’s lights were still on which means she was still up playing video games with Felix and I.N. As you turned to face Jisung, thanking him for the ride home, you noticed he was already facing you, softly smiling. 
"I know I said this earlier at the studio in front of the boys, but I really meant it when I said you really killed it with the song, Y/n. I can seriously listen to you sing all day." 
That compliment made your heart skip a beat. You couldn't believe what you just heard. Although you are very talented and often hear comments like that from fans, there was something different about hearing it come from Jisung. It made you feel all bubbly inside as if you had butterflies fluttering everywhere.
"I am being 100 percent honest, Y/n. Hearing you sing with such passion and emotion, I would be lying if I said I didn't fall in love with your voice. I mean, I am already in love wit--" Jisung stops speaking as he covers his mouth and quickly looks down.
You look at him, taking a moment to process what was just said. Han Jisung, your best friend and long-time crush, has unintentionally confessed his love for you. Now the car is now truly silent as the music stops playing. With some newfound confidence, you reach over and gently lift his chin. He looks at you with red cheeks, clearly embarrassed, and tries to avoid your eye contact. You couldn’t help but smile as you finally, say the words he's been longing to hear.
“I am in love with you too Ji.”
Jisung grabs your face and kisses you passionately, and within seconds, you feel a rush of sparks running through your body. It's the answer you've been waiting for after years of not knowing. As Jisung pulls away, he places his forehead against yours.
“I've been waiting to do that since we first met, Angel.”
“I’ve been waiting for the same thing Ji.” You smile at him as you kiss him again. 
After that night, the two of you officially became a couple. The boys were ecstatic to learn that you both had finally confessed your feelings to each other after almost a year of teasing. You also later find out that Jisung had actually written the song that had become a global #1 hit as a confession of his feelings towards you, not Chan and Binnie as you had initially thought.
So not only do you have the #1 love song trending worldwide, but you also got the best boyfriend by your side.
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bedsyandco · 5 hours
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— 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐤𝐞
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a = affection; is anyone more overly affectionate than the others? when it comes to physical vs verbal, who prefers what?
both violet and luke are very affectionate with one another. they’ve known each other so long and they’re very comfortable in each other’s space. and because of that comfortability it’s very rare that you will see one without the other nearby. usually when they are apart, it’s not by choice. I could see luke being the one who is more verbally affectionate (he’s a yapper😌) he just always knows what to say and he’s very good at showing his love for violet through words. anyone can realise how much luke loves her just by the way he talks about her. as for vi, it’s not that she isn’t verbally affectionate with luke (trust she loves telling her boy how much he means to her) but she’s definitely more of a physical affection type of person. (so is lukey, but between the two of them he’s the one who’s more verbally affectionate yk) ANYWAY point is, lots of affection going around in this relationship !!
b = bed; what’s the sleeping situation like? are there regular sleeping arrangements?
luke and violet have a few different sleeping arrangements. a common one they like is luke laying on top of her with his head resting on her chest (you know luke loves getting head and back scratches🤭) something that hasn’t been discussed a lot is violet’s love for luke’s chest. she’s obsessed. so laying her head against his chest (right over his heart🥺) with his arms wrapped around her is always a comfortable position for her. I think they’ll honestly sleep in any position as long as they’re pressed together. like no space. luke likes his girl close.
c = comfort; when someone’s feeling down, how does the other one look after them?
luke just wants to be held. he just wants to be close to vi whenever he’s feeling down or something’s wrong. she knows him well enough to know when he wants to talk about it and when he doesn’t so she always just holds him close and gently runs her fingers through his curls. luke will eventually discuss it but violet knows not to push before he’s ready. when violet needs comfort, she needs to talk. she needs reassurance that she’s not insane and her feelings are valid. and luke always listens so intently, running his hands soothingly up and down her arm or her back. and luke is very rational too, so she loves hearing his advice and perspective on whatever is bothering her. she knows luke 100% has her best interest at heart so she trusts what he says.
d = dates; what do dates look like? who usually plans them, or is it a team effort?
violet and luke have a good mix of going out dates and staying in dates but I think both of them much prefer staying in. ordering a pizza and watching a movie on the couch. Luke and violet are both big movie buffs and they both really enjoy watching movies together! I could totally see them having like a “Luke and Vi move tier list” and they rate it and everything. when they do go out I don’t think there’s one person who plans the date each time. They’re more of a we decide together, team effort kind of vibe. However I can see Luke taking vi out on a surprise date every now and then that he plans and puts a lot of thought into.
e = events; who drags everyone else to their family/friends’ events?
both luke and vi are very family oriented so to say they go to a lot of family events and gatherings together would be an understatement. Violet is really close with the hughes family, even all luke’s cousins. Like his whole extended family knows and adores her and she always accompanies him to every birthday, dinner, wedding, etc. even when her and luke were just friends, she’d always be the one going with him. and everyone would beg luke to bring vi because they just love her so much. and even when luke can’t go to some things like let’s say his little cousin is having a birthday party and ofc he can’t be there because he’s playing, violet will still go, take a present, spend some time with the family. and luke is just as close with her family, like we’ve talked about how close he is with violet’s brother, daxton. I mean luke and dax text almost as much, if not more, than vi and dax and they have a really good relationship. dax always comes to luke for advice. luke’s the one that influenced him to play hockey. luke is dax’s brother no matter what happens between vi and lu. and of course violet’s parents absolutely adore luke. her dad’s been calling him his son in law since he first met him, so they have a really close bond too. as for friends, vi and luke have the same friends. all luke’s friends are vi’s friends and vice versa. they’re that cute annoying couple in the friend group that always show up to friend events together.
f = fights; are arguments something that happen often? what are they over, and how are they resolved?
violet and luke don’t argue often. I think a lof of their arguments (the like two that they’ve had since they’ve started dating😭) is about the long distance. luke hates it. HATES IT. and he’s pretty upset that violet doesn’t wanna move to jersey until she’s graduated but he also understands why she doesn’t want to. he just gets these moments where he misses her so so much and he gets a little annoyed that she isn’t there with him and he’d make a comment or two about it and they’ll have a little argument but luke always comes to his senses and tells violet he supports her 100% and he knows how much she loves umich and how much she wants to graduate there and he’s her biggest supporter. I could totally see them having little petty arguments sometimes tho. maybe vi is a little sleep deprived and talked to him a little rudely and they’ll have a little moment but both of them always apologize quickly and work it out!! they hate fighting!! I will say I think fighting was a lot more common before they got together. especially in the vi and noah era.
g = getting together; how did it all come about? were there any pre-existing relationships between them?
this is kinda well known already. but luke and violet have been best friends since highschool. they’ve always had more of a flirty situation going on (iykyk) everyone has been waiting years for them to get together!!
h = hobbies; does anyone share any hobbies/passions? how do they include their partner in them?
luke’s hobbies are hockey, watching movies and building lego’s or little models of things. violets obviously been watching luke play for years now (she’s his #1 fan). and they love building little things together. i’ve said before that violet loves buying them as presents for luke but they build them together and he’s not allowed to even glance at it when she’s at mich and he’s in jersey without her. violet likes thrifting and I can totally see her dragging luke with her to the thrift store. he doesn’t particularly love it (or any shopping for that matter) but he does enjoy spending time with her so he does it happily. can also see violet being a little bit of a gamer 🤭
i = in sickness and in health - when someone falls ill, who’s the carer and who’s the germaphobe? is there anyone that resists being looked after?
both of them turn into little babies when they’re sick. luke gets all pouty and cuddly and won’t let violet do anything but cuddle with him. and violet is a little koala when she’s sick and she clings to luke so much. she’d pretend to put up a bit of a fight when he tries to take care of her bc she doesn’t wanna get him sick but vi hates getting sick, and luke’s cuddles make everything better so she’s definitely a little needy when she’s ill.
j = joker; who’s got the best sense of humour? do they like to tease and banter with everyone else?
they do love to tease each other. and I would say both of them are relatively funny, but they are EXTREMELY sarcastic. they can go back and forth with sarcastic quips for hours. and bless someone (it’s almost always dylan😔) when they decided to team up against you. luke and vi love to laugh and no one quite gets their humour like each other.
k = knowing; who can read their partners like a book? is there anyone who’s got their walls up, even around their partner?
violet can read luke really easily. every little expression, action, way he words things. she knows exactly what he means and what he’s feeling. he can never hide it from her, she just knows him too well. but violets also the one person he can 100% be himself with and tell and show everything so why would he wanna hide things from her? violet on the other hand can hide things from luke (not that she does) but she could hide it from him until she’s thought about a better way to talk to him ykwim. luke on the other hand… she’ll just see right through him.
l = lavish; is there anyone who really likes to treat their partner?
this isn’t something we’ve discussed a lot but I really do think that Violet loves spending her money on luke and buying him gifts. I would say both luke and vi love spending money on each other but they do it in different ways. luke loves spending money on things they could do together. trips, dates, plane tickets to games, etc. violet just loves buying him gifts. clothes especially but also little building models, sneakers, watches, etc. she loves spoiling her guy.
m = memories - is anyone more on the sentimental side?
again I think both luke and vi are sentimental just in different ways. luke likes to keep physical things from their relationship. the pencil violet loaned him on the day they met, his bracelet she made him that’s falling apart but he can’t get rid of it, violet’s ticket of the first game he invited her to. things like that he likes to keep in a little “violet box” violet on the other hand likes to keep photos and videos. she has hard drives with hundreds and hundreds of photos on it of the two of them over the years and she won’t get rid of any of them.
n = nights; what’s the nighttime routine like when they’re together?
when they’re together lu and vi have a pretty chill night routine. they’ll brush their teeth together, do skin care, luke will help braid violet’s hair (otherwise it gets tangled) then go to bed and talk for a little bit. it could be just a catch up on their day if they didn’t see each other a lot. or maybe it’s about upcoming trips either one of them have. or what they wanna do for their birthdays. what they’re gonna get a friend for their bday. just a range of different things until they both drift off to sleep.
o = open; how open is everyone with one another?
luke and vi are very open with each other. quinn likes to joke that they’re majorly codependent on one another and that he doesn’t know what they’d do if they were ever separated. (and they do find it really hard to be in a long distance relationship bc of this) but luke and vi have really great communication in their relationship. whenever something is going on or something if bothering one of them, they’ll tell the other person and they’ll discuss it. they know everything about each other.
p = pda; what’s pda like with them? is there anyone who loves it, and anyone who’s less fond of it? what actions/words does it manifest as?
luke and vi’s pda is definitely towards the high end of the spectrum. not heavy pda (unless they’re drunk) but they definitely display their affection quite publicly. luke always has a hand on vi. on her hip, waist, leg. and she’s always pressed against him. they also love the occasional kiss (what? your telling luke his girl is right there and he’s not allowed to kiss her?) violet’s hands are also always roaming luke’s body. her arms looped around one of his while they’re walking. her hand in his hair or at the back of his neck when they’re sitting somewhere. they’re definitely affectionate enough in public that you can tell they’re dating.
q = quiet; who prefers to spend their time with their partner out and about, and who likes to spend it at home?
I think both luke and violet prefer to have a night in. they do enjoy the occasional night out. most of the times it will just be a quiet dinner or a movie. or they do really enjoy going out with their friends or the team. but if it’s just the two of them, they prefer to be cuddled up on the couch or in bed.
r = romantic; is anyone a bit of a sap for their partner?
luke. 100%. I don’t think I need to expand on this a lot. he is so so smitten for violet. luke is the softest boy when it comes to his girl. and he’s not afraid to show it either. EVERYBODY knows how much of a sap luke is for vi and they all tease him for it😌
s = sharing; is there anyone who’s particularly territorial of their partners?
between luke and vi I’d say both of them are pretty territorial. violet maybe a little bit more. she’s a bit possessive over her lukey but not in a obsessive toxic way. more in a he’s her favourite person and she wants to spend all day everyday with him. (okay…maybe a tad obsessive but who can blame her??) luke on the other hand is more possessive and territorial when there’s a guy actively trying to get with violet. like they’re flirting with her, then his possessiveness comes out full force.
t = terms of endearment; nicknames! who’s crazy on them, and who do they make cringe? what’re the go-to’s?
luke and violet’s go-to terms of endearment are babe and baby. the overused and boring ones yes, but they make it cute🥰 the nicknames are the usual ones as well; lu, lukey, pretty boy. vi, vivi.
u = urge; who’s the most impulsive? who do they loop into their plans, and who entertains their antics?
I think Violet would be the one who is more impulsive. she’s more likely to do adventurous things and luke will 100% egg her on. violet is also the one person in the world who could get luke to do anything she wanted. like if she asked him to do skydiving with her, he wouldn’t even hesitate to go because that’s what she wants and it will be fun.
v = vacations; how do holidays go? are they big exotic trips, or the occasional staycation?
luke and violet do enjoy the occasional vacation somewhere tropical, or in europe. but I think their favourite thing is always going to one of their lake houses.
w = worthy; how are insecurities handled? is anyone more self-conscious than the others?
don’t know if this will come as a surprise to some people but I think luke would be the one who is more insecure. violet is very confident in herself and in their relationship. and while she does get possessive of luke, that doesn’t stem from a place of insecurity. more just the fact that he’s hers. I think Luke does feel a little insecure sometimes when he sees a guy flirt with vi or even all the close guy friends she has. the funny thing is in high school for example, that feeling didn’t exist. and I think it really stems from violet and noah’s relationship. I don’t think it’s been highlighted enough how much their relationship affected Luke and the way he thinks in his relationship with vi. Luke thinks a lot about what Vi’s life would’ve looked like if she ended up with noah, and if he would’ve been able to offer her more than he could. especially because violet is still at umich, with noah, while luke is in jersey. and while he knows, 100%, violet would never ever cheat on him, it bothers him more than it probably should.
x = xoxo; who checks up on their partners a lot when they’re apart? do they call, or are texts enough to make them feel close?
because violet knows how much luke misses her (and she misses him), she really makes an effort to text him a lot during the day. good morning texts, good night texts, little texts throughout the day. and they call each other every day. face timing if they can.
y = yearn; who misses their partners the easiest (ie, calls them to hear their voices when all they’ve done is run to the grocery store)?
luke. hands down. violet could get up from the bed and go to the kitchen and not even three seconds later luke would be up and following her. he’s a clingy bf but violet absolutely loves it. he just wants to be with her constantly🥺
z = zealous; who was especially eager in their pursuit of the relationship? was anyone more reserved in their want for it?
we’ve talked about this too but both luke and vi were a little hesitant to get together because both of them valued their friendship so much and didn’t wanna mess things up between them. both of them do wish that they put their worries aside and got together sooner though!! <3
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Me again (the one who inquired about Claudia's death in the books).  And Louis and Lestat just forgave him after that?!?!?! I get that relationships work differently in the TVC, and they will likely stick closer to the books than the movie for Claudia's death, but do you think they will make her death less graphic than the books or make Armand less at fault because they risk making Armand too unlikeable or too irredeemable to the casual viewer? I'm brought back to the podcast where Levin said that Lestat was not involved in Paul's death because then he would be irredeemable to most viewers.
I had the suspicion that the show would make Santiago look like the villain, and it would be a sort of plot twist that Armand had a hand in her death the entire time, but after watching the Jones cut, I'm unsure of what direction they will take Armand. He does appear remorseful and exceptionally doting. It'll be very interesting to see how that all plays out but that would be a satisfying twist for television. As a fan of the horror genre, I kind of hope the show remains true to text, but then again, I worry the majority of people outside of fandom and book readers who don't know this is coming are going to be shocked.
I don’t think they are going to soften anything or make anything less graphic or lessen Armand’s role in anything. I also don’t think they give a shit about fan reactions. There will be shock. There will be outrage. It’ll make Rolin giddy with glee. It is what it is.
But to your point about Lestat killing Paul? Lestat didn’t kill Paul, so why would they even consider adding that? He wasn’t involved in Paul’s death in the show, because he didn’t kill Paul in the book. He also never beat the shit out of Louis or choked Claudia in the book, which is interestingly one of the events confirmed to be revisited in the show (an element I’ve vehemently disagreed with entirely).
As far as Armand goes, unlike Lestat, they are not making him do anything that he doesn’t canonically do, and I think the Devil’s Minion arc will serve as Armand’s redemption like what it did for book readers.
The thing is, we don’t actually know if Louis ever forgives him for Claudia. It’s never outright addressed in any of the books. It’s only ever said that Louis knew all along Armand was the one who killed her, yet he still stayed with Armand (granted to self-punish), but I think that’s gonna be another thing audiences find hard to swallow. Of course, Louis doesn’t know the true scope of her death (i.e. the horrific surgery) until Armand divulges it to David in The Vampire Armand, but I digress. He knew Armand was the mastermind behind the trial and that he could have prevented her death. You know how one of the S2 episode titles is the “I could not prevent it” quote from Armand? Yeah.
Lestat forgives Armand (for more than just Claudia), because that’s Lestat. He forgives a lot more than he should just like with Magnus or Amel or Rhoshamandes or even with the way he continued to care for and provide for his abusive father and brothers. Lestat has a very complex “who am I to judge?” headspace wrt people doing him wrong.
Anyways, you’re actually inadvertently touching on an incredibly hot topic of discourse that’s been happening for the last year, and it has left the fandom divided. Certain ones feel certain book canon things won’t happen due to certain show-only factors, and it’s just becoming more and more blatant that couldn’t be further from the truth. Now whether people agree with this concept or not is another can of worms entirely, but there it is. They are doing the books “pretty religiously” according to Mark Johnson at TCA.
So no. I don’t foresee anything being toned down or softened and like I said, that within itself will cause a nuclear bomb explosion amongst the fandom. I’ve said it before, but this material is not for everyone. The books are full of some of the most horrific, graphic, uncomfortable, icky, blasphemous, grotesque pieces of writing. It’s not up to the show to hold the audience’s hand, and that applies to all of us whether we love every single thing about the show or hate the show or are lukewarm about the show. I mean, S1 should prove they don’t have any qualms about serving up the vicious.
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omg ok im on saltburn rewatch #???? and smth just hit me. weve all been sort of operating under the assumption that what olivers mum says about him is true. taking the idea that he actively avoided socialization, avoided friends, kept to himself, at face value. but honestly?? i feel like it was the exact opposite. bc the first time he sees felix (assuming that the first time WE see felix in oxford is in fact the first time oliver sees him, as olivers telling would have us believe) its not like, some romantic shot of just felix himself. its very specifically *felix surrounded by the people who oliver was preemptively rejected by, whom felix has obviously charmed*. and like. if oliver was in fact a willful loner, like micheal gavey (although even there, the willful part is debateable, given the bitter undertone to his whole rant about not being invited to the christmas party), then hed have no reason to be so....disgusted? by micheals embracing of his loner status? oliver really strikes me as the type who truly wanted connection, but was socially shunned throughout middle and high school, and lied about it to his parents so as to duck the humiliation of facing their pity. he got them to think that he *wanted* to be alone. just like he got them to think hes on the rowing team. hes treating oxford as a fresh start, but hes still in his old habits of lying to his parents, and he still has his old wants. the first time he walks through the archway into oxford, hes insulted by people who dont even know him. and then, alone, peeping through a window, he sees felix. surrounded by friends. which is to say, i think he first falls in love not with felix as a person, but with what felix represents to him: *acceptance*. i know theres a lot of arguement whether oliver wanted felix OR saltburn, love OR wealth, to be with felix OR be him, but i swear to god, i really truly believe that at its core its both. this entire movie is about oliver conflating the two. he is drawn in by felix's halo effect, not just as a subject of his gravitational field, but as an aspiring planet himself.
anyways. stream The Last Of The Real Ones by fall out boy its so cattonquick i wanna puke
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You could use a buddy~!
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Guys, you have no idea how happy I am that this is complete! You know I'm gonna be supper obnoxious now that I can turn into a demonic ghost with mommy issues. 🤪 Anyway, some notes and thoughts on this cosplay that no one asked for and no one wants~!
First and foremost, this cosplay is sort of a clonesona. I feel like (if given the chance), Beetlejuice would play around with how his clones look. Obviously on stage it’s impossible to find actors who look identical to the lead, but I like that the fandom has embraced BJ being unable/unwilling to create clones that are a 100% physical match. If that’s the case, I’m sure he throws in a more fem-presenting clone once in a while.
This doubles as a feminine-presenting form for Beetlejuice himself, too (Toonjuice has no issue changing his gender presentation at will in a bunch of scenarios, and I like to think that Musicaljuice would be the same/similar). I guess a version of Beetlejuice that’s female would be fun, but I prefer the idea of BJ shapeshifting to look and present the way he wants to (or to have fun with unsuspecting victims).
Even from the early development of this cosplay all the way back in October, choosing between a dress and a suit was like pulling teeth. I love the suit an unhealthy amount, but I wanted something distinct from other interpretations. That, and I was hesitant to lean into the hyper-sexualized looks I’ve seen from officially licensed offshoots of the character. Beetlejuice, while a self-proclaimed sexual being, doesn’t read as the kind of entity to go from generally masc-presenting all the way to hyper-sexual fem-presenting. Also, where the hell is the grime on all these fem designs???? Why does she look clean? Cowards!
I think BJ would settle on a fem-presenting form in a suit, but I also think he’s just as comfortable in a dress regardless of the pronouns/physical characteristics he’s using at any given moment. He likes his dresses and we love him for it.
Anyway-
I wanted a dress that felt “old” but not dated,so I settled on a shirt dress. They came about in the 1920’s, but didn’t become super popular until the 50’s. The cut of Beetlejuice’s suit is somewhere between modern and a style that would have been popular in the 50’s, too.
I also think shirt dresses are pretty “neutral” in that they aren’t form-fitting and they read more like a shirt from the waist up. I didn’t want anything dainty, but I wanted some movement to the fabric, and a dress does that a bit better than a suit imo. It’s why I love Beetlejuice’s first 15 minutes on stage in the trench coat. I know it’s a callback to when we first see him in the movie, but it adds a ton of secondary movement and looks cartoony when coupled with very exaggerated movements typical of a stage show. It’s why I love watching Collette especially bounce around on stage because istg he knows this (or that him growing up with the cartoon make him really lean into over the top body language and the trench coat just adds to it).
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Like, look at that! Are you seeing what I’m saying? If I could animate, that would be a dream shot!
Oops, can’t go 15 minutes without thinking of the silly.
All that is to say that movement and form in an outfit, especially one for a character as chaotic as Beetlejuice, was super important to me. It’s also why I settled on long, curly hair, kept the tie, and added a bow. All of that breaks up patterns, adds movement, and is something I can put moss on. Anyway, this cosplay has a lot of little nods to the musical, cartoon, and film (but is mostly based off of the musical).
Cartoon: bugs!! Toonjuice is sometimes seen with small beetles chilling on his suit (which he inevitably snacks on). I love the idea of Beej being covered in bugs, so I felt compelled to include them on the dress and hat. It's a subtle reference, but one that I really wanted. They’re made out of scrap polymer clay and painted. Here are a few:
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Film: The guide hat! It's iconic. I know that the hat made it into very early versions of the musical and promotional materials, but how it got thrown by the wayside is beyond me.
Musical: the grime and disrepair! I was heavily inspired by an early suit that is absolutely covered in moss!
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I also added a lot of grime to the shoulders and hem as a callback to later versions of the suit and especially the tour version of it. I also added some x stitches since I really like the way they look on the current tour suit!
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Oh, and the banjolele! Can't forget my favorite prop!
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Miscellaneous: I love giving supernatural characters pointy ears and fangs, so you best believe I’m going to do the same for BJ. Slightly related, but I love the tour makeup so much. The makeup artists really lean into Beetlejuice being corpsey and I’m here for it (I essentially combine the tour and film makeup to get the look I’m after).
Oh! And snap bracelets! I remember hardcore stimming with these as a kid to the point of destroying them (then it was goodbye snap bracelets), and you cannot tell me Beetlejuice, neurodivergent-coded demon ghost, wouldn’t be the same way. Full disclosure, I had to wrap them around metal bands because these snaps are rubber and the texture is a nightmare for me, but I was determined to include them. They’re also a substitute for Beetlejuice’s watches in the film.
God/Satan, that was a lot of rambling. If you survived all that, thanks for reading!
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Denji discovering your relationship with makima
This is kind of a sequel to this, like all of the makima posts that I will do
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"Is it just me, or does makima seem happier lately"
Aki almost immediately regretted starting a conversation with that question when he heard denji's answer
"I dunno but she's still as hot as always"
"I can't imagine what she would have done to you if she had heard that. What I meant is that she seems... more genuine if that makes sense, like something really good just happened to her. Before, she had this uncanny aura around her, but now she just feels happy."
"I believe I, the great power know the reason why"
"Oh really, why then?"
"I believe makima is in a relationship with someone"
"WHAT?"
After he heard that, denji immediately lunged at power and shook her by the shoulders.
"WITH WHO?"
"I've heard it's with a certain human called y/n l/n"
"Ah yes, I have heard of y/n. Apparently, they joined public safety just a while ago but have managed to climb through the ranks incredibly quickly, even reaching the rank of makima's most trusted subordinate. Some even consider them her right-hand person. I did hear rumors of them being in a relationship, but I never thought they'd be true"
"I'll fucking kill them, I'll slice them in half, no one steals miss makima from me"
Before aki or power could stop him, denji stormed out of the house and went to public safety headquarters, and entered makima's office and found you two......kissing.
"Ah denji, I thought I informed everyone that I was in a very important meeting, may I ask why are you here"
"Sorry, Miss makima i-i just"
"It's fine. I think I know why. Anyway, now that you're here, I should probably introduce you to each other. Y/n,this is denji, a member of Division 4 and the Chainsaw Hybrid. Denji this is y/n, my second in command and...... my lover."
Your heart skipped a bit. That was the first time she had called you her lover in front of another person. Meanwhile, denji could feel his own heart breaking at those words(poor pochita), and he immediately sprinted at you
"So it's true you're the one who stole Miss makima from me"
"I suggest you do not touch them, you might not like what happens if I find a single scratch or bruise on them"
Those intimidating words from makima were enough to make him stop.
"i-i'm sorry miss makima but could I ask why are you in a relationship with them"
"Simple, because I love them. They made me feel happy, and I eventually understood that it was love"
"I-i see sorry if I wasted your time, I'll go now."
Before he could walk out, makima placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait, denji, I want to tell you something. Even if I do not love you, I'm sure other girls will. Even with all of your flaws, you're a good person, which... is a lot more than I can say about the me from a couple months ago. What I'm trying to say is.. if someone managed to love and change me, then you absolutely have a chance"
She spoke with a sweet and caring tone devoid of any manipulation or evil. For some reason, she felt the need to comfort him... you had truly changed her.
Denji, after hearing that, immediately broke into a smile, showing his very sharp teeth
"Thank you so much, Miss makima I feel a lot more confident now"
He walked out of the building, leaving you two alone once again, makima walked near the window and looked at the sunset while thinking:she had helped someone feel happy, she had gained nothing from it and yet it felt so much better than when she manipulated people.
"Are you alright makima, you look... emotional"
Your words made it clear to her, Yes, emotional she was happy now, and she was emotional, and she loved this feeling.
"No, it's alright dear. I was wondering if you would like to have a movie date tonight?"
"Of course there's this new, really good movie everyone is talking about"
She turned to you and smiled brightly
"No, I was actually in the mood for a bad movie today. Is it alright?"
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Your TMNT fairies are so beautiful!! I have plenty of questions if you don't mind, sorry if it's a bother haha.
1. How did donnie damage his wings? Or did he appear with it damaged?
2. Did they come from the same laugh? (Probably, but since don's wings, I'm confused.)
3. Is it like the fairy camp situation with april?
4. Were they born at the same time? I mean, if they were born in the same laugh they can't be born at the same time, because it has to be a baby's first ever laugh.
5. What is Splinter's role here?
6. Like the lair games, do you think they participate in the yearly pixie hollow games?
7. Does donnie have his own workplace? Tinker fairies usually work in pairs or teams, right?
That's all for now! I'm so sorry if this is overwhelming, when I saw your AU I screamed because Tinkerbell is my favorite movie series and I love love LOVE the turtles so much and I was so excited and thought about all these scenarios! Sorry, I'm babbling. Anyway, I love these so much! No pressure though, sorry again once this gets to you. (Another apology because I feel bad)
Not a bother at all!! The fact that you're interested enough to ask me questions is a huge compliment 🥹🧡🧡 I'll do my best to answer everything!
Donnie was technically born with the damaged wing! The dandelion seed he was created from got attacked by a bird during its trip to Pixie Hollow, and as a result, his wing was severely damaged by the time he arrived. The wing brace helps him be able to fly, but he's still a much poorer flier than the abled fairies.
Yes, Leo and Donnie came from the same laugh! Hence why they're twins :D Their wing patterns are the same, but Donnie's is damaged on one side. Raph and Mikey, on the other hand, were born from the laughs of the other two babies! All four turtles were created from the same set of human triplets, just a different baby each time :)) Raph was created first, Leo and Donnie second, and Mikey third-- all on the same night!
I wouldn't necessarily call it a fairy camp? The four of them are just very adventurous, and ran into April a long time ago. She was lonely, and the turtles were curious about humans, so they all just kinda got along! And now they hang out in her garden a lot :DD
Kinda answered this one already lmao, but to recap, nope! They weren't all born from the same laugh! Instead, all four of them were created on the same night from human triplets :D Donnie and Leo are the only two who were born from the same child though.
Splinter is a bonafide rat in this au! He's kinda the turtles' surrogate father??? Idk, he basically just lives in the walls of April's house and occasionally goes to rescue them if they do something stupid while they're out on adventures lmao
I think Mikey and Leo would participate at the very least! Raph could also probably be convinced, and it wouldn't be too hard :D Donnie would probably be a lot more reserved about participating in front of people though :((
Yes, Donnie has his own workplace! He actually has two of them: one at Pixie Hollow, and a fairy-sized one in a corner of April's garage! She provides him with basically whatever human materials he needs (lots of paperclips lmao). And, like in the show, Donnie usually works alone on projects. He doesn't really have a "team", but he's not against working with other Tinker Fairies if they're having trouble with something, or if he finds the project interesting.
Hope that answers all your questions so far!! Feel free to send more if you have any, I'm having SO much fun answering these! No need to apologize ❤️🧡🩵💜
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Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 14]
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Joris's face here goes hard. His lifelong streak of being disappointed in everything begins here.
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I genuinely have no comment beyond wanting to hug him. And also the fact that the way he says "LEGENDARY BUT DEAD FATHER (derogatory)" is so fucking iconic.
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They're a lot alike. No matter how she feels about Joris, or her issues, she's not a fail-aunt.... shes the aunt that Stepped Up. She understands. As she understands, they both lost someone to Julith, and that unites them.
I like to think that, while their relationship post-movie is would probably be turbulent at times, — because they're similar, and hate themselves for similar things, but have different ways of processing these things, — that they were close.
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He put on a brave face. But Bakara knows him too well.
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I really doubt that Jahash and Kerubim had a close co-working relationship like Julith and Atcham seem to have.
Here's some conjecture/headcanons: I think that Bakara and Jahash's father has passed away at this point, which is why Joris was given to Kerubim. Kerubim was probably summoned to Bonta/went there to help people of his own volition, despite already being retired. Jahash just had no one else to entrust Joris to, — other than the kind, elderly man who always told stories as they walked to the battlefield during the war.
It's kind of sad.
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I wonder what Jahash asked of him. "Find him a loving family"? "Take care of him"? "Keep him safe"? Or was he completely silent?
No matter what he said, or didn't say, Kerubim has always wanted to be a father. Even if, in his old age, he has long accepted that it simply wasn't his fate.
I bet it felt like the world was making a cruel joke on all of their expenses.
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Kerubim knows what is going to happen to her, going forward.
Do you ever think about the fact that this was the last time Jahash could ever hold her?
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He was probably just as outwardly serene, yet utterly devastated, when she was a child, and he could do nothing but watch, as their father saved her from drowning.
As he said in the Julith et Jahash comic: It's why he learned how to help people.
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"Bakara, for her part, needed much more... with Jahash's departure, her world collapsed."
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He was so scared he couldn't even move. He could only clutch this child closer.
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I think it's easy for him to compartmentalize what happened to Kerubim, while realizing that Lilotte's life is at stake. It's not the time to be emotional. And, he and Bakara have a shared enemy, who killed people they love dearly.
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Another plea from Bakara as a person who is quite sure she was personally orphaned by Julith, to Joris as someone who was literally orphaned by Julith.
And a not-so-subtle implication of "and you have to be one too, this time," is here too, I suppose.
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If papycha was in this situation, he would have been brave too. There will be time to be sad, but not now.
When the push really comes to shove, he's pretty good at suppressing his sadness. We've seen this from his meltdown during the argument with Kerubim, and some select moments of Aux Tresors.
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Anyway, do you think Kerubim went back for his stupid hole armour when he could finally form conscious thoughts, and brought it back to Joris's horror, — or do you think that by that time, random other demigods have stolen it, and he had to go on a wild goosechase to retrieve it (so he could keep using it) (while not fixing the FUCKING HOLE IN THE CHEST!!!)?
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His 22 sons and NONE of his daughters. #misogyny
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Someone loved Kerubim as much as Joris does.
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What would you say is the main thing you look for in an anime? I love the medium of animation, but I've been disappointed/lost interest in most anime I've tried. I find one I really like every now and then, but there's little connection between them so I don't even know what it is I'm looking for.
I know them feels, man. I watched the first ep of something just the other day that I'd seen some buzz about, and bounced off it like legal consequences off a former President.
I personally look for adult storytelling these days. I want to see adult characters engaging in well-written plots. I've never been huge into swords and sorcery fantasy, so if it's a different world I want something with some kind of twist. The last series I really loved and still love was The Vampire Dies in No Time. It's straight-up silly comedy but the characters are all adults and the gags are pretty out of the box. Around the same time, I loved Blue Eye Samurai (which technically isn't anime, but close enough) and was really pretty impressed by the writing. Logistically it was about as silly as your typical anime but it had thoughtful character writing that's rare to find.
I've had some other series that really capture me at the onset, but then quickly devolve, like Dororo and Ranking of Kings. It seems hard for a lot of series to maintain their momentum and then, especially, to end well. I know being based on unfinished manga has got to be difficult to work with. There have also been some new series based on stuff I loved as a kid, like new Trigun and the Pluto series, that just did not grab me like they once did. The Trigun changes totally turned me off and Pluto didn't work for me as an anime the way it did as a manga.
Anyway, I can rec stuff to you that's really done it for me in the past. Gankutsuou, Last Exile, Berserk, Monster. I have a little more luck with movies than series these days. I think next up I'm going to look into that new Gegege no Kitaro movie, it's been getting a lot of doujinshi action and I always enjoyed the OG.
Good luck to you! There is a lot of anime crap to wade through to find the gems.
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elfqueen006 · 3 days
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Kiss and Make Up
Sunny Day Jack x Reader
Tw: post argument (after that one Jack audio), toxiiic, manipulation, cunninglingus lemon, dub-conny to enthusiastic
There was a knock on your door. You flinched not experiencing the sudden interruption of your solitude. You were still winding down after your argument with down after your argument with your “best friend”. Admittedly though, this was another blip in a long history of “shut-downs”. You did it with your parents, your boss, and Ian. It’s nothing special, but it doesn’t get any easier to work through.
“Shaun?” You called out tentatively. But of course, who else should answer but Sunny Day Jack? When he opens the door you check his body language - knit-brows, tense shoulders, and a grimace. He’s still upset, but not as much as before. Not angry. Still, you probably weren’t helping with bringing up the man that you both were arguing about. It was a knee-jerk reaction on your part, mixed with hopefulness and a fleeting callousness – not uncommon for your moods. But you knew better. Shaun wasn’t coming back for a while, as he was away for a meeting in L.A. with his agent, Olivia.
One might think being in either position would be a dream of sorts. But all you know is your college buddy is a big time director doing movie things, while you’re left here to stave off the remnants of your frustration in your ghost clown situationship.
You pulled your legs up to your chest as Jack closed the door behind him before approaching you. Thankfully, it didn’t close all the way. That gave you a sliver of relief. You didn’t want to be in a closed space with him right now; not after before.
He sat at the foot of the bed. You scooted up the bed further to where you sat on the pillows, subtly grabbing the edges as if they could hold you, keep you safe, free from this tension.
Finally Jack asked, “Are you okay?”
No. “I’m alright.” you replied.
“You sure? You didn’t come out of your room for a few hours.”
This is what I do when people raise their voices at me. “I just needed some time to myself…”
Jack nodded and gave an understanding smile. You resisted a frown, because for once the gesture made you upset. He didn’t deserve to be concerned when he got you like this. He didn’t deserve to be understanding as if you going through this had nothing to do with him. You smiled back though, you had to. You wanted the worst to be over even if he was acting like it was just a little hurdle. You always got over it before.
The bed creaked, snapping you out of your thoughts as you noticed Jack had gotten closer to you. Like right beside you. Tilting his head, he raises his hand and puts it just inches to your face.
“May I?” He asked. What else can you do but let him? You nodded, letting his gloved hand brush your cheek coming up to your hair before twisting your curls between his thumb and forefinger.
Softly, he spoke your name. You look at him, and the weight in your chest gets heavier when you look at those doe eyes. Big, brown, and wide, and pretty. With his eyes you think he’s saying sorry. You think, but his mouth will say something entirely different.
“You know, I care about you a lot right?” he asked.
You nodded slowly in reply.
“So I expect the same in return. And it’s not your fault, I know you do your best with… Shaun around,” his voice took on a dark tone at the mention of your roommate. “But I just feel so neglected whenever he comes around,”
“He’s coming between us.”
“I don’t mean to make you feel that way. And if I have, I’m really sorry.” you replied, “It’s just hard… balancing you both.”
“I know, Sunshine.”
And he smiled as if to congratulate you on your apology. Truthfully, you didn’t know why you did it anyway. It just felt like the right thing to say; it felt correct. It wasn’t as if he were asking for one, but it’s not like you could take it back now. It felt worse to have him angry and disappointed. And even if it made you upset now, when he smiled at you it was like you could accomplish anything.
“We can fix it, right?”
“Of course. Hey,” He took hold of your chin, “No time like the present, right?”
“...Right.”
You had a bit of an inkling where this was heading when he pressed his lips onto yours. There wasn’t going to be an I’m sorry to placate this. Soft skin moved together rhythmically in a sensual kiss. Jack slipped his tongue inside and against yours, licking your wet muscle, and you found yourself eagerly returning the gesture. When there was an opportunity to taste Jack again, you sure would take it. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Jack pulled you up upon his lap and held you by your waist. You began to feel his excitement through his pants, promptly rolling your hips against him to get friction. He pulled away, leaving a line of spit between you.
Though you whined when the kiss was broken, you let him ease you down onto the pillow behind you. Jack chuckled softly, “You have to be patient. Be patient for me. Can you do that?”
Fuck that. The primal part of you didn’t want to wait, it was just focused on chasing that high Jack provided. But as you were about to protest, a haze took over your mind, sedating you, making you pliant to whatever was coming. The ache was still there, but it didn’t burn as strongly.
“Okay,” you breathed out.
Jack ran his thumb over your cheek again before leaning down to kiss it. He kissed up your ear, nibbling on the lobe. The action made you squirm. Jack smirked at your reaction before working his way down to your neck. He suckled on the skin to ensure the hickies would be there come morning. It wouldn’t be enough though. He wanted to mark you all over.
He raised up your hoodie and shirt over your chest. He undid the bra remaining there and tossed it over the bed. A shaky sigh passed through your lips when closed his lips around your nipple. All the while, he worked your other breast with his free hand, kneading the flesh under his palm and fingers.
Jack grazed his teeth over your nipple, humming in satisfaction when you moaned. One of your legs propped on his hip for leverage as you subconsciously rocked your hips up to the air, desperate to feel something – anything. His ego was living for all of it. No matter what he did, he knew he could make you melt under his touch. 
He truthfully did feel sorrowful for what he’d said earlier. 
“Goddammit Sunshine! You are impossible! I do everything right!” he spat. You hurriedly stepped back with wide eyes but he stalked closer towards you. You had to hear this and really see how he was in turmoil over you. He cared so much for you and still does. He deserved your attention more than anyone right now. But here you were, worrying about whether or not your roommate was faring well in L.A. though he’d updated you over the course of the month too many times for him to count!
When you retreated into your room he was still fuming. But after a while he got worried and had begun to feel like he pushed you too far. It was a spur of the moment reaction after all. Maybe he should have taken the time to evaluate what he could’ve said before lashing out like that. But it was done, and no matter what the after effects had been, he would always make a point to have your best interests in mind.
He pulled his lips off of your breast with a pop and moved down to your pelvis. He took your pants off, pleasantly surprised to find you without panties. Your cheeks burned when he shot you an amused smirk.
“If I didn’t know any better… I’d say you planned for me to eventually find you like this.” Your skin trembled as he rubbed circles on your inner thigh. “It’d be poor form outside the house. Why, you never know who’s looking at your sweet body.”
Your breath hitched when he kissed your mound.
“It’s fine here though. Because it’s all for me.”
The lave of his tongue sent a jolt of pleasure through your body. Skillfully he ate you out, making you arch against his painted face. You gripped the sheets beneath to keep you leveraged while you followed the rhythm of his licks. Jack grabbed you under the thighs and pulled you close to delve his tongue into your entrance. 
Your mouth dropped in a silent Oh. How long was that thing anyway?
Jack watched you writhe from below, savoring every pleasured shift in expression. Your eyes and nose scrunched tight, the smallest hints of flushed red skin on your face, and your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. When all of this was for him, he could say with no ego, he was your greatest lover.
You reached out to grab him by his hair, but he was way ahead of you, pulling your lower body up as he stood on his knees continuing to pleasure you. Your upper half still lie on the bed, with you desperately grabbing whatever was beneath to keep you grounded.
“Oh, please!” you cried.
Jack paused in his actions but didn’t move his mouth from your labia. “Please…what?”
“Let me cum!”
You felt the twitch of his lips against your lower ones.
“On one condition… you don’t talk about Shaun the whole month he’s away…”
“...huh?”
Was he still on that? You’d long since forgotten with the way he was ruining you like this. You’d always be concerned for Shaun no matter how far he is… but thinking about it now, it seemed like such a silly thing to get in a dispute over. Shaun was a grown man. And you had to stop relying on his companionship, and focus on the one giving you the best head of your life.
“Yes. Yes, whatever you want!” you huffed.
Your high had ridden down, but Jack’s artful tongue only took a few more strokes to get you to climax. He’d have you all to himself now, with no outside influence or thoughts to get in the way.
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🎵all of this looove is... Toxic~ all these kisses and hugs is...not shit🎵 anywaaay~ hope y'all enjoyed! It's my first day back from spring break making this. not too shabby if I do say so myself!
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nom-nommmm1 · 17 hours
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Hi Oli,
I love your Lords Of Chaos stories so much, so could you write one for me? :)
I was thinking about Pelle x Fem reader, where she's Euronymous sister, and they have to keep their relationship a secret.
Xoxo and also I just saw that you write for some niche fandoms I really love, I can't wait for more stories to come
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DIRTY LITTLE SECRET - PELLE/DEAD
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AHHH HI ANON!! I’m so happy you like my stories! You’ll never know how much it means to me 🫶 also I’ve had ‘dirty little secret’ by The All-American Rejects stuck in my head FOR A WEEK truly amazing timing anon. But anyways, I look forward to see you request other fandoms soon. Also I didn’t know if you wanted to make this a smut or fluff so I’m gonna do fluff bc I’ve been in such a fluffy mood lol, request another if you’d like smut and I’ll gladly do it ❤️
Content warning !!: sweet!pelle x fem!reader, fluff?? There’s a suggestive part butt they don’t actually do it, kissing, hair pulling
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The doorbell rings as the tussling of keys can be heard from Euronymous’ hands. “I got it!” I shout, opening the door to see Pelle standing there awkwardly. “Hey Pelle! You’re just in time, we’re all about to head to the movies” I say looking at the blonde haired boy, his cheeks turning a slight pink tone. “Oh yea uhm..Euro texted me” he says avoiding my gaze. He shuffles away from the doorway, letting Euronymous and I out. We all proceed to get into Euros car. “So are Faust and the guys meeting us there?” Pelle asks after a few minutes of nothing but the sound of the radio.
“Yeah, they’re just gonna be a minute since traffic’s pretty bad on their side” Euronymous says, putting his foot to the gas as the light turns green. Pelle nods, staring out the window, looking around at all the passing cars. I look at Pelle, he looks..tired? “You alright?” I ask. The blonde looks at me, seeming somewhat surprised by me breaking the silence. “Yea I’m fine y/n” he says looking back out the window to avoid the conversation.
The car pulls into the movie theater parking lot, we all get out walking up to the register. “Hello, what movie are we seeing today folks?” The cashier asks politely. “Three tickets for the conjuring” Euronymous says, placing the money on the counter. “Of course, the concessions are inside” the cashier says handing us our tickets. Euronymous nods in acknowledgment, holding the door open for Pelle and I.
Walking up to the concessions counter Euro turns to us. “What do you guys want?” He asks pulling out a 20 dollar bill. “Popcorn and a slurpy?” I ask. “Sure sis, what about you Pelle?” He asks turning to the blonde. “Oh- I’m fine with whatever,” he says quickly, almost taken out of a trance. “Alright, you guys can sit down while I pay for this stuff” Euronymous says, pointing to the tables next to the bathrooms.
I nod walking over to the table, Pelle following close behind. We sit down. I look at Pelle, taking in his features as he refuses to look at me. “What’s wrong?” I ask putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Nothing y/n” he says moving out of my touch. Euronymous comes back with a handful of snacks. “Come help me get the rest guys” we all grab our own snacks and drinks. “Sorry you guys are going to have to share popcorn, I was two bucks short to get another” Euro said as we walked down to our designated auditorium. “It’s fine Euro” I say as we take our seats.
The theaters lights dim as music from the projector plays, the movie is finally starting after what feels like an hour of previews. I go to reach for the bag of popcorn accidentally putting my hand on Pelles, immediately pulling away. “Sorry” I say quickly before turning back to the movie. The movie continues on, the main character jumping out into the frame of the projector screen.
The audience chuckles as they say a joke as a criminal swings at them. I take a sip of my slurpy taking a brief glance at Pelle. I look away as I see his eyes look over to me. I lean to Euronymous, whispering in his ear. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, I’ll be back” he nods as I get up from my seat, walking down the dimly lit movie theater stairs.
I walk into the bathroom, splashing water in my face, starting to sob into my hands. After a few minutes I hear slight knocking on the bathroom wall, a figure slowly coming into my line of vision. The figure comes closer to me, rubbing my back. “I’m sorry we have to do this” the figure says. “What..?” I ask looking up, at first confused but soon my confusion is clarified as I see Pelle, still there rubbing my back.
Pelle frowns, wiping my tears away. “I can’t stand to see you cry, but you know why we have to keep this a secret, right?” He asks coming closer to me. I nod looking into Pelles warm brown eyes. “I know, Euro won’t allow it” I reply sniffling. Pelles frown grows and he wraps his arms around me, putting his head in my neck giving me a small kiss.
“Just wait a little longer, we can convince him” Pelle says brushing my hair out of my face. I nod again looking at him glumly. “Hey it’s okay, I promise” he says smiling, waiting for me to smile back but I don’t. Pelle then puts me into a kiss, my eyes widen in shock but I kiss him back passionately. I wrap my arms around Pelles neck. Pelle kisses me harder, putting his hands on my waist, picking me up. “Pelle!” I yelp feeling his hands on my ass, lifting me up.
Pelle places me on the bathroom counter, pushing me against the mirror as his lips attack mine. “I missed this” he mumbles into my lips, coating them with our saliva. I giggle pulling onto Pelles hair. He moans in my mouth, biting my lip and touching up on my body. He’s about to undo his pants before we hear a voice of a staff member. “Get out of there before I call your mamas!!” The staff member screams banging her mop on the floor. Pelle and I bolt out of the bathroom making out to our movie auditorium. “Remember keeps this between us” Pelle says before opening the door for me.
“Of course” I say walking in. “Alright, I’m gonna wait out here for a few minutes so they don’t think anything” he says giving me a quick kiss before shutting the door, smiling.
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What do you think would martlet, starlo and ceroba thoughts on finally seeing the surface and on frisk?
anon ily for letting me talk abt this …
i think before the barrier would be broken but after frisk falls in that they definitely get the news that there’s a human around. and i think they all get together and collectively agree to stay as away as possible because they don’t want a repeat of last time; they loved clover and their death took a TOLL on them. they don’t want to go through that again.
and then the barrier is broken. joy.
martlet to start out i think she’d be fairly eager to see the surface. i mean it’s the SURFACE so like that’s cool! and having more room to fly about would also be nice i think. as for frisk…
frisk reminds her of clover— and frisk reminds all of them of clover really but martlet takes it in a sense where she probably accidentally calls frisk ‘clover’ by accident sometimes. she really doesn’t mean to it’s just !! it’s just how it is. and therefore she’s a lot more open to frisk than she would’ve been had clover never came through (and obviously she would’ve been open, but i mean like. moreso.)
starlo is probably disappointed at first that he can’t actually ‘ride into the sun’ but that is VERY quickly overshadowed by the fact that HOLY FUCK THATS THE SUN!!!!!! and its a star!?!?!?? and also i think he’d be shocked that the surface isn’t like the movies. but its alright. he can jsut head over to texas or something.
he’s similar to martlet in the regard that frisk reminds him of clover but he acts different than her. instead he’s more like, hes friendly and all but he isn’t like all up trying to be best friends or anything. he sees the traits clover had in frisk and it’s really bittersweet. probably really lost on how to feel about it entirely though bc come on. who would know??
ceroba is probably the most reluctant to go to the surface— because like, her family never gets to see this but she does? she doesn’t know how fair that is but i think she does go up anyway because you know, she has more life to live and stuff with her friends and whatnot. so that’s the surface
as for frisk…… she’s definitely dead set on they’re going to die at first. and then she’s not. and then she doesn’t know what to do because she doesn’t want to get attatched to this random ass child but then the random ass child frees monsterkind?? it’s definitely confusing and she definitely tries to keep her distance at first but eventually i think she’d warm up to frisk :)
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junotter · 8 months
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All the jokes about Ken and horses are good but I just wanna say it's such a good parallel to how actual young men get swept into misogyny and the patriarchy.
Like they're told to believe it means men get to be cool and manly and have this power but with that comes extremely rigid commands of what they can be as a man and a cycle of self hatred for never matching those gender roles perfectly. Patriarchy tells men that if they just do exactly what is expected of them, then they get all the "cool stuff" that comes with. That doesn't work though when there's only a small group that actually gets that power, but men will keep trying to fit into those roles in hopes that they can.
In the end there are no horses or the myth men are told, it's just endless cycles of self hatred and ingroup fighting.
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I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :
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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )
#tumblr polls#hrmm... a little poll perhaps.. about a subject I find interesting.. since this image came across my facebook today#still really not feeling that well. no longer shaking violently and such but I still feel weird and weak much more than usual#They did say my markers for like infection or inflammation were elevated but that they werent sure of the cause so hopefully#it's nothing too serious. they did also say a lot of different things can cause that thing to be higher than normal but didn't go into spec#fics of what. maybe some of them are relatively benign or something. I still havent felt much back to normal since#I got really sick that one time though. I feel fine on and off but then little bouts of feeling weird and sick happen. hrmmm#ANYWAY.. looking for small ways to be productive. such as little doodles on evil ipad or editing game videos#or posting polls or cat pictures or some other like not very labor intensive things#I WISH I COULD FOCUS on writing HHRGGhh... I need to finish my game.. it would be so freeing.. a project that's been looming#over my head for like 5 years even though througouht that 5yrs I've probably spent a total of 3 months working on it lo.. ANYWAY#I still partially really cannot beleive that people CAN see stuff in their heads. There's always part of me that's thinking like. well mayb#e everyone DOES see the same exact thing but we just describe/conceptualize it so differently that we think we're talking about#different things when we're really not. But I have been assured by people I've talked to about it that they can GENUINELY really see#stuff in their heads like as vivid as an actual picture in real life or something. And the other senses are neat too. Like for exmaple I#can hear in my head much better than I can see imagery. I still CANNOT hear vividly like as if I were listening to actual music out loud..#but I think it's developed more than my sight. AND interesting how this varies the creative process. a friend I was talking to on the phone#said they write by literally just watching stuff play before them like a movie. where my process is COMPLETELY different. AND that affects#the content/what details we focus on as well as our individual styles of writing have differences that can be traced back to that.. hrmm
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