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cass-foxx · 9 months
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Family reunion except it's just 2 besties dragging their partners with them when seeing each other
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At this point, Masc!Y/N (or me idgaf) is a canon game of thrones character to me.
Also decided to give Masc!Y/N a design because I kinda dislike the bland grey character. (and yes this design is based of me because I am the realest real person ever /j) Relationships, if you guys are interested: Tywin x Masc!Y/N : They're in a relationship and not interested in marriage. Stannis x Davos : They're husbands and no one can change my mind. Tywin & Stannis : They hate each other so much, it's a miracle that they didn't kill each other yet. Masc!Y/N & Davos : They are BFF and sometimes strangers believe they're the couple because how tf would 2 such sweethearts date men like Tywin and Stannis ??? Tywin & Davos : Tywin barely acknowledges Davos as he is from low birth. Davos doesn't really care. Masc!Y/N & Stannis : They used to be friends but Stannis became colder once Masc!Y/N started a relationship with Tywin. I realised that they have similar hairstyles so, if you want, you can see Masc!Y/N as a Baratheon :]
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foolsocracy · 2 months
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omg ally
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yeah so i'm falling for @weevmo's Guys... they're so neat! i dig their vibes and can't wait to see what Corduroy Stew is all about <3
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whumpshaped · 4 months
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"and im getting quality prompts too. why dont these ppl have their own blogs so i can follow them and rb all this premium stuff. "
Can't write unless I feel obligated to for the sake of somebody else :(
Scrolling through your blog and manifesting regular asks in 2024 to get me out of this hole 😭
NO BUT. OK. I AM GRABBING U LIKE THIS
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I HEAR SO MANY PPL SAY SIMILAR STUFF. AND HOW LIKE OHHHH I DONT RLY WRITE THIS IS NOT REAL WRITING.... POST THAT HALF BAKED SHIT. WRITE INCOMPREHENSIBLE PROMPTS. RAMBLE. SCREAM INTO THE VOID. thats half of what i do.
THERES TREMENDOUS VALUE IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!! if u guys posted all this stuff the community would be all the better for it bc theyre SO quality. i love u guys. if any of u ask senders ever make a blog to post these prompts or smth, or decide to start posting them on ur already existing blogs, whatever. just send me ur url bc i wanna follow. its such good stuff.
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steven-cartoons · 8 months
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one thing I feel like some of y'all tend to forget is that effeminate behavior =/= feminine presentation
a character may have effeminate mannerisms and personality traits while still being masculine in their clothing and overall appearance
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...aka....stede is the butch and ed is the femme !!
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sadandhornywhore · 12 days
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Library
The lines of the article in front of her kept blurring, and she was finding it increasingly harder to stop her attention from drifting someplace else. Even though the bar was scarce, there was still a low buzz surrounding her from the few people who did find themselves in this place, seemingly forgotten by everyone and anyone. She knew she didn‘t belong in a place like this; she probably stood out like a sore thumb. She couldn‘t find it in her to care; the libraries were all full, and more importantly, full of people she may know, people that would surely take her prisoner of their small talk about how it‘s going and what is new. Even a place too shitty to be called a dive bar was a better choice than that. And the girl thought the place had its own charm anyway; it may have been dark, old, lonely, and not too clean, but she found it kept her interested. Even though the thing that should have held her focus was on the table in front of her, forgotten. She tried to entertain the thought of trying to read it again, but after only a few words, her eyes were moving towards the bar, or the barkeep; she wasn‘t sure. She didn‘t blame herself for it, couldn‘t, really. Watching water boil would have stolen her attention from her work, and the man behind the bar was far more captivating than that. She was trying to be subtle about her observation, only taking peeks at him when she thought he couldn‘t notice. She thought it would be the most embarrassing thing if he caught her, some little girl, coming into kind of a hole-in-the-wall bar to supposedly study, even though the dim lights made it hard to even make out the words in front of her, and gawking and drooling about the barkeep, who must have had at least twenty years on her instead. But she couldn‘t help herself. She didn‘t know if it was him or if she would have given her attention to any man there at that time (she liked to think she wasn‘t that desperate, and the man‘s enigmatic energy was what drew her in). She debated if she should just leave, go to her car waiting for her in the vacant parking lot out front, get home, and ponder about the man in her shower tonight. She suspected she might do more than just ponder. Subconsciously, the young woman started fixing her hair and dress, and before she knew it, she was standing up and approaching the bar. When his attention turned her way, she realized she didn‘t plan this far ahead and was struggling to come up with something, anything, to say. She kept her eyes on his fingers, pinching a cigarette that was about to burn out, but she still felt his gaze on her face and, simultaneously, felt her cheeks burning up. God, she must have looked like a complete moron. She felt like the bar was turning red, her cheeks overshining whatever lighting there was in the first place. She should have just said she wanted a drink, a whiskey, whatever, but his stare had her throat closing up, and god, she didn‘t expect to react to him in THIS embarrassing of a way. She could see him putting his cigarette out and inching closer. Finally, she was able to lift her gaze up and meet his, and felt the wind being knocked out of her lungs again as she was met by the stare of his blue eyes, so distant but so inviting all at once. She was about to open her mouth, at last, muster whatever it was she was capable of coming up with, and bolt through the door as soon after that as was humanly possible. And then she heard his voice, low, slow, and deep: „It never occurred to me that this place resembles a library to some.“
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pbnmj · 11 months
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thinking of gwen and peter, who have been through so much of “spider-man”'s hardships, loneliness and particularly the loss and destruction they bring to their own, other's and loved one’s lives. and miles is excited to be spider-man (ripeter "but after everything, i still love being spider-man. who wouldn't?") so how can EITHER of them tell the kid who changed their lives for the better that his is going to get worse . like they talk to miguel about how to talk to miles !!! they try to keep the truth from miles while also wanting him to trust them regardless, and like every spider, they try (and fail) to do both. and yeah pretty much every meta post has said this already but that trying is what makes them spider-man
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sleepybluecyclops · 4 months
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SoN trio + reyna
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fluffs-n-stuffs · 5 months
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silly vampire costumes and their added benefits™️ (directly based on this)
#and just when you thought I wouldn't take an opportunity to draw fall alt Morty simply because it's not October - you f o o l s !!! /lh#this was actually quite an old doodle that I managed to finally get to as a treat for myself since work has been quite overwhelming skdjfns#I just wanted an excuse to draw Morty all flustered and shy really eeeeeeeeee (those lip stains are Eusine's ofc) 💕💕💕💕💕💕#I'll make a proper post for it later but I'll skip the comic update this weekend so that I could unwind and attend this con I've been eyein#(it's a local Pokemon Con where I plan to just - splurge my savings on merch really SKDJFSKJDFNSD bc I deserve it methinks)#(I have the update planned as well- I just don't wanna stress myself by rushing it --- I wanna make it the best I could hehe ✨)#I'll also !!! share that I've recently started the Magnus Archives and have been on . a MANIC binge on it since last week#(I'm clinically diagnosed as bipolar this is okay for me to saySKJDFNSJKFDSND)#but oh my god I've just been--so addicted to it - I've just recently started S4 and I'm Severely Depressed by it but god I am---#--loving each and every moment of it so much I am So Indescribably Insane about it#part of me wishes I started investing in podcasts sooner really - it fits my nature of work quite perfectly#I'm nearing the end (it ends at S5 - 200 episodes) so I'll finally be able to participate in fanworks after that wish me luck y'allSKJDFNSD#sacredshipping#morty/eusine#morty x eusine#gym leader morty#morty pokemon#mystery man eusine#eusine pokemon#fall morty#pokemon#pokemon masters#pokemon masters ex#pmex#pokemas
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k-wame · 4 months
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lol
[EDIT for context] Jacob may just have been teasing
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procuder · 5 months
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Let's see some of what they have sacrificed (a whole chapter lol I'm almost crying no I'm crying so hard rn I won't shut up about it) for that 'I want to be his friend' (my ass) scene! (I'm only choosing my favorite)
So, only after both of og lloyd and suho were on the train, before og lloyd got reincarnated btw ☺️ so we will see. What we were robbed just for half of chapter.
"Seriously? Are you still sulking?" Lloyd lifted his brow. "..." "What? Why? What? Don't look at me like that. Speak." "..." Ghost frontera didn't speak. But its gaze at Lloyd was distinctly different from a while ago. There wasn't anger, resentment, frustration, or any of the negative emotions that played across its eyes as it blewoff steam at Lloyd. The corners of Lloyd's lips rose slightly. "Hey, you're grateful but embarrassed for getting angry at me earlier, right?" "..." "I can see you flinching in guilt." "Oh, tsk... Come on." "If you're thankful, just say it. Don't curse me out."
And what's more funny is how suho cares for og lloyd lmao this is the proof that shows us how good person he is. And. You know. Yeah I'd rather not talking about how they portray his character out like that I cannot shut up.
"Hey, tell me if you feel motion sick." "Why?" "I'll remove the trap. That way, you can stick your head out and vomit." "I might as well just kick you out of the trap," growled Ghost Frontera. "Did you forget already how i beat you up after you tried to do that?" "No, I didn't, bastard," huffed Ghost Frontera. "Then let's just go reincarnate like a good boy. Anyway, how do you feel? What does it feel like to be the passenger of this monumental train?" "Well, nothing much." Ghost Frontera roughly scratched its jaw. "I want to get a drink. It's been a while."
Man...the more I write, the more sad I become when these good things are replaced with something. I don't know, you thought it was boring so you changed it? Even if it's just an unnecessary conversation but you know what? That allows readers to get to know the characters more. Get to know the character's attitude more. And can also relate more to that character...but...sigh. just. Sigh.
So I'm going to share my views on og lloyd right here. Tbh, he's a trash. Yes, he's inherently bad. And some people are just that bad no matter how good their family is. But if you try to analyze it through lloyd's pov on his home and his family. It's another kind. He finds his place boring and he is always dissatisfied with it. But with the little information we've gotten about what he was like when he was very young, and things he's noticed, even he considers them very boring. Of course, even though this bitch is a trash lol I never forgive him for what he had done (like-hate relationship for me and him lol)
Okay so. Hear me out. He did care for his family (*ahem* JAVIER EXCLUDED!!!!) but instead of changing himself he chose to let it be....yeah ykwim🤷‍♂️ As I've said before, he cares about his family and he knows he shouldn't have done that in the first place. But he was not the one to even say it because he thought he would do it in his next life. What makes you think that he'll do whatever tf he does in the webcomic? Lmao let me grab your collar and have some private discussion!!!
"You're heartless bastard. Don't you miss your family back there?" "No. My parents all passed away." Ghost Frontera paused for second before saying, "They say your family is always with you as long as they're in your heart. Cheer up, scumbag." "What are you saying?" Lloyd frowned with a smile. "Forget it. What about my parents? Are they well?" "Of course. They are as healthy as a horse." "Really?" "Yeah." Lloyd stared at Frontera. Then he continued in honesty, "Come to think of it, I'm relaying this news late. The Frontera family is no longer a barony." "What? What do you mean?" "It's county now." "Whaaat?" Ghost Frontera's eyes windened. "Surprising, right? I'm surprised too. Anyway, the count has resumed his hobby recently too." "Wood carving?" "Uh-huh. There are a bunch of wooden sculptures in the study already." "Then what about Mother's garden?" "It's still there. Oh, it has doubled in size. But I'm slightly worried about the count's back and knees." "What's up with that old man's back and knees?" "He's helping out with the gardening. He insists on crouching and giving a hand when he's not used to the work." "Tsk. I guess the man is still senseless as always." "Aren't you going to ask about Julian?" "Don't have to. He's a smart kid, so I'm sure he's doing well on his own."
And ;) they replaced these precious conversation with that. Changed long ass heartwarming conversation into 3 speech bubbles just to sped up the story and ooc'd literally every characters. I'm so okay sir. I'm completely okay.
This is just a part of chapter 243 you know TT you know how much we were robbed right? I am okay right now. It's not like I'm going to talk about how they manage to portray my king hellkaros like that too. Yeah I'm to tally okay with it!
Anyway, it's true that og lloyd cares about his family but, dumbass. he hated javier so much you know lee hyunmin-nim you already have read ch 408 how the hell did you manage to understand that 'wow this guy is actually a good person maybe he even wanted to be friends with javier too!' How????????????? He cared for his family, yes. And javier was there too? No. He's scumbag? Obviously. So he's a good person? NO DUMBASS. LOOK WHAT HE HAVE DONE TO EVERYONE AND TELL ME HOW.
Or are you just not good at writing complex characters? lol Not even mentioning what he was reincarnated as...
Qidjwkwiduiqoq I'm ; ;;; arugh. qidjqkqodk okay sir. well done.
I'll draw og lloyd and suho conversation soon ^^ watch me draw what it supposed to be soon! Watch me!!!!!!!
Also, how the hell again did you think he cared for his estate may i ask some simple question.
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kolektsiakomah · 5 months
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i am So Fucking Excited for epic the musical you guys dont even KNOW. genuinely cant contain my excitement and cant express it. this is so fucking peak im gonna cry
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sobashahzadi · 1 year
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reblog to tie up his hair, like to tie up his hair
baji wants u tie up his hair pls pls
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pls pls he really wants u to do it
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i added cat ears pls pls
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xannerz · 2 days
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i think vigo's heart failure is kicking in
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randomwriteronline · 1 year
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"Warden Melli!"
If Melli could have pretended not to have heard that, he could have just turned around and started walking extremely fast away from the Sitrus tree he had been harvesting berries from; but since it was absolutely impossible for anybody with mostly undamaged hearing to miss that shout, he groaned loudly and faced his Pearl counterpart as he clumsily slid down a small slope to come meet him.
"What is it now?" he whined snappily, glaring at the man through his narrowed eyes so venomously he could have overwhelmed anybody's blood with toxins.
Unfortunately, Warden Ingo had proved multiple times to be immune to poison.
So he stared right into the younger warden's pupils, not at all put off by the hostile look lodging itself into his haunted face nor seemingly recognizing the antagonistic tone: "I was hoping to speak with you," he answered candidly.
"Then be quick," Melli hissed as he yanked another berry from the tree: "I don't have time to waste with the likes of you."
"Oh, of course! I would not want you to run into delays on your schedule because of me - I will be very quick, I promise," Ingo reassured him. Before his Diamond counterpart could roll his eyes and scoff, he kept true to his word and got straight to the point: "I only wished to compliment you on your handling of Lord Electrode!"
Melli’s hand stopped halfway to the mostly full basket. He creased his brow, blinked, gripped the Sitrus in his hand a little tighter, and turned properly to the older man with a grimace stuck between confusion and distrust.
“What would that mean?” he asked.
Ingo adjusted his hat by th visor, a motion that would have conveyed his slight embarassment better if he had managed to wipe that frown off of himself: “Ah, I apologize, I recognize that was excessively vague - you see, I was warned before transfering here to look after Sneasler that Electrode was an extremely capricious Pokémon, capable of shaking the mountain to its foundations with detonations of great magnitude at the slightest hint of displeasure. “
The younger man curled his nose like a disgruntled Stunky and twisted his lip. Sure, the Lord of the Hollow was moody and powerful, but that was no way to talk about him.
“But despite having lived here nearly a year now, I’ve yet to experience anything even slightly close to such behaviour!” the other continued, speech suddenly turning emphatic: “In fact - and I hope you’ll forgive me for making assumptions based on my approximate knowledge on the matter - from what little I’ve seen of him on occasion, Electrode had always struck me as being mostly perfectly content and at ease! I can only attribute such a positive state to you working hard in order to make sure his every need is met! I would expect no less from a warden, of course, let alone one as fond of this Lord as you are, but the consistency with which you do so is quite remarkable - especially considering the challenges posed by his irritable tendencies!”
Almost in the same way one wakes from an unplanned nap, Ingo realized very suddenly that he had shifted his bright eyes to beam directly into Melli’s as he had spoken, volume of voice rising steadily, and that the other warden seemed now to make himself small in front of all this intensity, as if he were attempting to retreat in his own shoulders.
The foreigner quickly looked down to his own feet in mortification, pulling his hat lower upon his face to better relieve him of all that exhausting eye contact.
“Please forgive me, I... I got quite carried away for a moment. I only - I fear I was overzealous with my explanation, I did not mean to come onto you so strongly,” he mumbled, sheepish.
In the small bout of silence that followed he managed to mentally file a complete and exceptionally thorough formal complaint against himself for disturbance of the peace and catastrophic failure at what was supposed to be a simple interaction meant to form a positive connection with another human being - both equally unforgivable crimes that would have had to be rectified by either an entire day spent wallowing in mortification or a death sentence, the latter of which he would have very gladly accepted as his fate.
“Thank you.”
For a moment he did not realize that it was Melli who interrupted his stream of conciousness, because that voice so thin and weak barely resembled his.
When Ingo dared rise his gaze again (there was always the possibility that a lightning strike would have burnt him to a crisp to kindly let him known that was the wrong course of action) his Diamond counterpart struck him as suddenly looking incredibly young. Maybe it was his almost frightened expression, or the way his shoulders closed in on his chest, or how he nervously picked at his nails, or that strange tone with which he’d spoken.
Sneasler’s warden tilted his cap in a curt nod of aknowledgement before he could keep on staring any longer.
“I will let you resume your usual schedule now!” he excused himself quickly: “Once again, my honest praise for you well-done work. I apologize for having derailed the course of your duties. Have a good day, warden Melli.”
The younger man nodded quietly; he looked without a word at the foreigner speed away with an abnormally stiff gait, embarassed beyond belief.
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Iscan sat away from the trimestral celebration, enjoying some peace and quiet. Festivities got quite overwhelming for him - so nobody thought him rude for stepping out of the settlement for a breather every now and then during these occasions. Plus, it was a nice clear night and the air was just cool enough on his skin to give him pleasant goosebumps.
Quick steps made him turn his head back towards his home, and he smiled welcomingly at Melli as he took a seat beside him and scooted closer, leaning his head on the wide chest while the older warden wrapped an arm around him.
They enjoyed the chirping silence of the Mirelands like that, for a little bit.
Then the younger played with a lock of hair and mumbled rapidly: “He said ‘m doin’ well.”
“Hm?” Iscan hummed, not having been paying attention.
“The Pear clan’s foreigner warden, Ingo - he said he thinks I’m taking care of Lord Electrode very well,” his friend repeated.
At that he nodded, pleasantly surprised: “Oh! How nice of him.”
It wasn’t often that Melli got positive reinforcement, what with his insufferable charade of superiority usually grating everybody else’s nerves into fine dust and discouraging them from offering him any sort of kind words about his work since he apparently praised himself abundantly on his own anyways; so he was very glad for Ingo taking the initiative to do so even though, logically, he was subjected to the pompous performance the most out of anybody else in Hisui.
The sound of fingers fidgeting had him wait patiently for the overthought subject of the evening.
“Why would he do that?” the younger warden whined quietly, honestly distraught: his tone was an almost perfect replica of the one he used as a kid when crying about someone pulling his hair or tripping him into a puddle.
Iscan cocked an eyebrow: “You didn’t like what he said?”
“No - I mean - he’s right, no? He’s gotta be, since Electrode loves me--” (and the older man knew that was no exaggeration, but honest truth) “--But why?”
The warm dark hand on Melli’s shoulder squeezed it comfortingly as Iscan tried to figure out something the other would have accepted as a possibility, eventually settling on a tentative: “Maybe he just wanted to be nice?”
“But that makes no sense!” his little cousin argued, furrowing his upset brow enough to give himself a headache if he kept that going: “I haven’t been exactly nice to him, so why should he feel like he should be with me? And he’s never in need of anything, so I don’t know what he could want in return - maybe he just wants me to owe him something, so he can use that to get me to do what he wants when he needs it most?”
The long sigh that deflated the chest he leaned against instantly worried Melli with the horrid thought of having annoyed the only person who liked him.
But Iscan tilted his head and twirled a strand of lilac hair between his fingers: “Look, now...” he began very gently: “I’ve heard a little about Ingo from warden Palina, and if I can trust what she’s told me - and I assure you I can, because she was very honest with me - he’s exactly as polite and nice as much as he’s strange. So I’m fairly certain that he told you how good of a job you’re doing because he really thought that, and just wanted you to know.”
A soft hum rattled the thin frame under his arm.
“Even if I���ve only been insufferable?” his cousin insisted weakly.
“Maybe he said those kind things because of that.”
“What do you mean?”
“That he might have wanted to get some good blood flowing between you two.”
“You really think so?”
“I don’t see why it shouldn’t be like that.”
Melli exhaled quietly.
He curled a little closer to his only human confidant.
“I don’t know what to do about that,” he mumbled.
“Well,” the larger warden laid his head on top of his as he hugged him properly. “I guess it wouldn’t be that bad of a start to be nice to him back, no?”
Some Zubats screeched happily further away, and Iscan hoped with all his heart Ingo would have liked the candy truffles and Pecha berries his cousin would have inevitably drowned him in, as the only way he could be honestly kind without betraying his carefully crafted mask was through edible gifts.
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queen0fm0nsterz · 3 months
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Reading my fave thin man and lady fic. Kicking my feet a lot because tbh. Sometimes a sad man really is just a weird woman's science project in a way that is so homoerotic
#carols.txt#when i tell you i've been re-reading this single one shot religiously every single month for almost three years I mean it#《straight》 ship so good we call it queerbaiting#LMAOOOOOO#call it yaoyuri the way these old people r tragic and doomed by the narrative or whatever#listen as a bi person on the aroace spectrum whatever this fic was trying to convey really strikes a cord#while its not the same as my own this characterization of them is so intriguing. im so hooked on it#^^ one thing i think this person really nailed was thin man's immaturity (stemming from his emotions oftentime being too big to control) ->#and the desire of attention that comes with said immaturity while also having the lady be both cold (normal) and intrigued in a way that ->#that really fits her character. curiosity is one of the many facets that make up her character that don't get explored much and i think its#done so well here for like no reason💀 THIS AUTHOR COOKED TOO HARD YOU GUYS#like ofc she wouldnt send him away. shes studying him under a microscope. even though hes annoying as hell#thin man is plagued by sassy man syndrome in this which is really fucking funny cus it lasts a total of 3 seconds before she finds him out#PLUS THE TALK ABOUT THE TOWER AND THE WORLD... AUGHHH#i need this author to give me their brain NOW#AUGHHHHHAAGGGHEEHH#everyone needs to start doing thinlady the way this person was doing it#this is the biblically accurate old people (in case my theory abt baby lady having been in the pale city is wrong)#live laugh love. its my birthday. spoiling myself a bit. goddamn.
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