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naompspsps · 7 days

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How they would act when you fall asleep on their shoulder pt. 9

Part 8 (Riddle)

Summary: You had a long morning, and you didn't even get enough sleep so now you are very tired, Oh, but look! Royal Sword Academy students are visiting! You get to see them, So you forget about sleeping for a while and talk to them since it's gonna be the only time until the next event for Nrc and Rsa, but as they talk you find yourself falling asleep, your head on their shoulder.

Ft. Neige & Chenya x Nb!Reader [Seperate] (+ Dwarves in Neige's part)

Established Relationship w/ Chenya and Neige, Neige extrovert 150% mode, Fluff<33

A/n: This must be the most unexpected people huh, Ikr, I just randomly thought about it and was like hey, i should do that! So uh, for the Neige and Chenya fans out there, I got you all something 😉

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Neige

Neige would be very happy tbh, like omg theyre is sleeping!! so cute!!!! That he would even take a picture, if anything he'd post it. The dwarves are probably even the reason why you're sleeping on him.

You were peacefully sleeping with the tree behind you both balancing yourself, then they just gently push your head closer to Neige's shoulder. Thank the dwarves for this!!

Neige is talking to fast. What is he saying? You look at the birds on top of the well, to be honest, you can't see them, your vision is too blurry. You sigh softly. Maybe you should just sleep. You might regret sleeping later, but while you aren't in your senses, you might aswell just sleep it off. You rest your head on the tree behind you both, still trying to listen to Neige's babbles about.. Whatever, but it's about something. The Dwarves sit beside you, nodding and also babbling with Neige. Dominic notices the way you're sleeping, it's uncomfy for you to lay like that..

He walks closer, softly grabbing both sides of your head and laying it on Neige's shoulder. "Neige, please be quiet." Dominic mumbles. Neige looks over at you, eyes sparkling when he sees your eyes shut. "Oh my.. You- You're.. Sleeping on me!.." Neige smiles brightly. He takes his phone out, taking pictures. Shelpie looks at you and immediately hops towards you, taking his rest on your lap. Neige giggles, Oh you two. He places a hand around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him as he hums you and Shelpie a song. The other dwarves just rest on each other..

Chenya

We know absolutely nothing about this man, but he totally would tease you about it, even if you literally cannot hear his teases. Just once though. He understands you're really tired and you need rest.

But if others were to do that, He would tease them by disappearing at watching them fall on the ground. That's his way of loyalty. His tail can be what you can hug, he's fine with that. As long as it's you he's alright with it<3

Humming at every word Chenya says about Trey and Riddle, They must've had fun in the past together. Well, Or so you thought they did, Until Chenya mentions about Riddle getting caught and never saw each other again. Now that got you emotional. You were nonchalant from the need of sleep in your head, but inside you felt so sad for Riddle. If Chenya is bestfriend's with him, then you have to aswell. Plus, you never needed Chenya's help to get along with Riddle. Just introduce yourself as Chenya's lover then he'll be all 'have you eaten?' 'do you need anything?' mode. You yawn softly, your eyelids finally giving up as your head lands on his shoulder,

which caused Chenya to look at you. He gives you a little grin. "Oh- What happened to you? Did Riddle blast his anger?" He laughs at his own awful joke. He knows damn well it's not the case, Riddle would never towards you. "Oh wait! I think I know, Did Trey feed you too much sweets?" Chenya laughs softly again, and stops with a sigh. "I'll stop now." He whispers, kissing you on your scalp and takes notice of your arms wrapped around his tail. Oh, You adorable.. He softly pats your head, mumbling sweet words, which you would never know he acts like this when you're asleep. Maybe someday, You'll find out how cute he is when you're asleep..

Author's End Note: I went crazy on Chenya's, I need him to be a character card like Rollo please 😞😞 Anyways, That's the last part. Now time for other ideas!

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lovelaughsimp · 2 months

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ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᶠ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ? ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ? ☕︎

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bad mental health, low confidence, mention of suicide,sweet Gojo, Gojo being supportive,crying, comfort

Pairing:

Gojo Satoru x Reader

Summary:

Your exam is drawing near and your mental health is deteriorating, Your boyfriend noticed.

You had been ignoring him, your anxiety making you feel dissociate from everything. Horror filling your heart every few minutes, sadness and agony filling you whenever you think about the the negative outcome. Satoru could notice how your behaviour had shifted, from being your lovely self to something who was getting killed inside. Just like a flower– his precious flower, you were withering away. He wasn't dumb, even though he jokes alot, he knows. The way you were lost in thoughts, the way you were always biting your nails, the way you couldn't focus on what he was saying, the way you couldn't even eat anything, the way your mood would always shift, the way you couldn't even have a good hygiene, he noticed all that.

People think he's always joking, but even then he can notice, he noticed everything. Everything about you. You tried not to show your sadness—letting it eats you away from the inside, always taking all your burdens by yourself, always comforting other's but never getting comforted. Even if his six eyes were telling him that you are okay, his soul knows otherwise. "Princess, are you alright?" Satoru murmured softly, his hand grabbing your hand, looking lovingly at you. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" You smiled forcefully, even if your smile was wide his heart knew otherwise, he knew the twinkle in your eyes when you were genuinely laughing. He sighed, his hands drawing comforting circles on your fingers, "You know you don't have to hide your pain from me, I can see that you are hurting. So, tell me what's bothering you, my love?" He looked at you, seriously. He knew it was serious, the way you were losing your shine, the way his star was falling away. "' 'Toru it's really nothing, don't worry. It's not a big thing. Just me being moody I suppose." You laughed, looking at him trying to let him know that he need not worry, but how could he not when you are his life. "It is a big enough thing, if it's hurting you. If it's making you lose yourself, then it's a pretty serious thing. Everything that bothers you is a big thing, baby." he squeezed your hands lovingly, fingers tracing the tip of your fingers, as if urging you to tell what was bothering you— his beloved.

" 'Toru, I don't know. I j-just can't understand anything. It's making me feel so much, it's like my heart is always on fight and flight mode, I am always feeling anxious. Hell, I can't even sleep because I keep getting nightmares about it." you told him, you told him everything. Your eyes getting teary, a pained expression on your face. Satoru looked at you, his face bearing a sad expression, his heart was breaking up seeing his sun so sad. It's as if his sun is no longer shining. "Shhhh. Baby, I'm here. Tell me what's it about. I'll listen, I promise. I won't judge." His fingers reaching the underside of your eyes, touching your dark circles,"let it all out, sweetheart. It will help" his hands tracing your eye bags, his face still in sorrow."What have you done to yourself, baby. I promised to protect you, to hear you, to bear your sorrow on myself. I want to carry both your sorrows and happiness. How's that you are always comforting me, but never letting me do the same?it hurts to see you sad." His eyes gloomy, looking at you, your state, he wanted to hold you in every phase of your life. He wanted to make you feel happy.

A sob escaped your lips, looking down at your lap, your fingers fidgeting with each other, "My exam is coming but I can't focus on my studying, I can't do anything. Whenever I try to study, my heart starts beating like crazy, and when I don't study it still beats like crazy. I cannot focus on anything at all. Everything feels like a blurry vision, days are moving so fast. I have so much to learn, so much to do...and all these self doubts." Satoru was shocked, he knew your exam was coming and how much that exam mattered to you, but seeing this, that, that exam was hurting you so much, his heart felt heavy. He has never seen you so unhappy, his heart was breaking. How could his love be in so much pain and yet he didn't know? He felt guilty of not knowing before.

" hey, listen! I know you think it's too much for you, I know how much it hurts you, I know you feel like you are stuck in a cycle with no end. But trust me, you will get over it. You will." Satoru looked that you were hiding your face from him, looking downwards. "Hey, look at me sweetheart. " His fingers tucked under your chin, facing your face towards his eyes. His eyes looking like the sky, the sky you wanted to reach desperately from your pit of darkness. His gaze finding yours, as if trying to read your emotions. "Baby....my baby, why are you ruining yourself, my sweetheart. We will do this together. We will study together, should I stay with you and help you study, and it's just an exam how difficult it can be? I think you can slay the exam easily, exam should be scared of you not you baby, you are a demon slayer, you can go *slash slash* and win" Satoru tried to loosen by the environment, trying to act funny, to make you laugh.

"You do not understand Satoru, this exam means everything to me." You said bitterly, your emotions taking the best of you, making you be rude to him. He didn't mind, he knew you were mad, unhappy, stressed. His eyes teary from seeing you in so much pain. "I understand your everything, my love. I really do." He smiled, caressing your hair, his touch felt comforting, loving. For a second, you forgot about everything, eyes bursting in tears. He pulled you in a hug, his left hand caressing your back, while his right hand made way to back of your head, patting you. His hands cold, but yet you were feeling so warm. "Let it all out, baby. I'm here. Your 'toru is here. We will go to this together, your fights are not yours, but mine as well. Your pain is mine to share, mine to fight, mine to heal for. It all shall pass soon, my love. You will be alright." His words and hand comforting you, you were feeling loved. " 'Toru, I was so tensed, it felt so unbearing, it was to the point, I wanted to kill myself. The outcome scaring me, what if it doesn't work out? What if I'm not good enough? What if I am not made for this? What if I'm just a failure....what if you would leave me?" Your voice broke at the end, crying in his chest, letting all the sorrow flow in his shirt, as if your tears were reaching his heart. His eyes widened in shock,feeling a lump in his throat, his breathing hitched, you wanted to die? You wanted to end yourself? You, the person he loved the most in the world, the person he could follow everywhere, even to death wanted to kill yourself? The thought enough to make an unsettling sensation in his body, his arms visibly shaking around your body, his hug tightening, feeling nauseous at the thought of a world without you.

No, he needed to pull himself together, he needed to be strong for you. His hands pulled you back, looking into your eyes. "Look at me, baby. Please." He pleaded, his voice on the verge of shattering, he couldn't muster up any words, enough to make you feel heard. "Baby, you are going to study for it and you will succeed in it. I'll make sure of that. We will make sure of that. You are so smart, don't let your self-doubt tell you otherwise. You and I, we are literally the strongest together, you will win, baby. But even if, hypothetically speaking, even if, once in a million chance, you do not. We will try again. Okay? Cause you, my love, is so so strong, and hwo could you think, I would leave you for this reason? I could never leave you, baby. You are like a drug to me. Never even in my dreams I'll leave you. Don't you ever think about leaving me in this hell alone, baby. I promise I'll follow you everywhere, even death can't take us apart." He cupped your face, his lips kissing your tears away. His own eyes trying to hold the tears. He will do anything to make you feel happy. You will do it, he will make sure of that. He will do everything to protect you. He will do everything to make you feel loved.

Note: guys, I know alot of you are going through alot of difficult stuff in your life, even if everybody makes you feel that the thing that's bothering you is small, it is not. Your emotions are yours only and no one else can feel them. Don't you ever feel you are not loved, don't you ever belittle yourself. Even if you feel like you have noone by your side, you have God. You matter to him, your pain amd sufferings are his as well, he can feel for you, ask him and he will show you the path, that is why we have moon when darkness exist, a sign from nature that there will always be light, look for it. If you don't believe in God, then you have yourself. You shall be your own castle my love. Everything will pass and you will survive <3

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byunejoo · 1 year

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── two thirty seven

contents. smut minors dni, established relationship, hints of idol au, boyfriend!ej, perv!ej, female reader, somnophilia, unprotected sex, fingering, being woken up by sex, dubcon (kinda), tit grabbing/squeezing, usage of the word “noona”, usage of the pet name “baby”, creampie

word count. 2096

Euijoo doesn’t mean to be so late. He promised you that he’d come to your place after he finished work today, but he didn’t know that it'd run this far into the night. Surely, you’d gone to sleep by now. The thought made him a little sad, and he debated whether or not he should just head back to the dorm to not disturb you at these hours.

Ultimately, he decided he was going to keep his promise.

You were still awake when he got there, sitting on the sofa to await his arrival. It’d been a while since you’ve seen your boyfriend for more than a few minutes at a time, but he was going to sleep next to you tonight and he will have an off day tomorrow. Needless to say, you were excited. So excited that you jumped up from your seat and ran to greet him when you heard the lock turning at your entrance door.

He smiled at the sight of you, though he felt a little pang of guilt that you were up so late when he saw the time. Still, he greeted you with a tight hug and a tender kiss on the lips, all the while pushing the door closed behind him with his foot. He loved seeing you like this; you were wearing an old t-shirt that he’d left behind one of the previous times he slept over, which stopped just shy of your top-mid thigh, leaving it to the imagination whether you were wearing any shorts beneath it. Euijoo cut that thought short, knowing that he’d get himself into trouble if he thought much about it.

“How was work?” Your voice was relaxing and sugary, like a warm honey-sweetened tea, warming him from the inside out as he felt some of his worries washing away.

He hummed, and replied in a tone just as soft as yours. “Tiring. Did you wait long? I’m sorry for being so late.” You waved off his apology, assuring him that you didn’t mind waiting. “Why don’t I go shower and I'll join you in bed when I'm done?”

You agreed, shuffling off to your bedroom after whispering something about watching a movie together, even as late as it is. He sent you off with yet another kiss and turned on his heels to make his way to the bathroom. He wanted to shower quickly to get back to you as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he took a bit longer than expected. Getting caught up in scrubbing the dried sweat and dirt from his body, letting the warm water beat down on his skin as a makeshift massage, he didn’t realize how much time had passed when he got out. He glanced at the time on his phone and cursed, rushing to dry his hair and brush his teeth so he can finally join you in bed.

When he peeked into your bedroom, you were already sound asleep. He felt apologetic for taking so long, and a little upset, but it was understandable. The digital clock across the room read 02:37 am in big, bright red letters. Maybe he could climb into bed without waking you — besides, you have all day tomorrow to spend time together.

He gently pulled the cover back, intending to crawl in and cuddle. However, his plans were ruined when he glanced down. His breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of you; you’re laying on your stomach, one leg bent at an angle, causing the shirt to ride up. It was bunched up at your waist, showcasing your plump ass barely covered by the cute underwear you’d chosen to wear. They were cotton, pink with a strawberry pattern printed on them. They’d twisted, presumably from you moving around to find a comfortable position, and bunched up between your asscheeks.

His mind was racing, full of dirty thoughts. Thoughts of pulling your underwear to the side, secretly looking and sinking his fingers into your pussy clouded his vision. But he knew he couldn’t. He just couldn’t justify doing that when you were asleep, no matter how sexy you look. No matter how badly he wants to test the limits and see how long it takes of his fingers fucking into you to wake you up, he couldn’t. He was going to fix where they bunched up uncomfortably and sleep normally beside you. That’s all. Nothing less, nothing more.

When Euijoo's fingers hooked around the leg opening of your underwear, you shifted your hips. Shocked, he froze in his spot, still holding them away from your skin. He now had a full view of your pussy from where he stands, and he has to take a few deep breaths. He tries to calm himself down, but his dick hardening in his pants made it difficult to think clearly. All he wants to do is drop to his knees, bury his face between your legs and finger you while he laps up all of the wetness that drips down to your clit. It looked so pretty that he has to resist the urge to—

He touches you. His fingers slip past the fabric and just barely brush past your folds, cupping your pussy. You stir a bit, making his breath catch in his throat, but remain sound asleep. It was as if his hands had a mind of their own pulling your underwear down your thighs as gently as he could. With your bottom half now bare, his shaking hands run up your thighs to softly touch you more. Euijoo’s large hands timidly squeeze your ass cheeks, spreading them apart and staring at your holes in awe. They’re so pretty, you’re so pretty, and all his. He just can’t wait to stuff his cock in you. And he can’t help but wonder, would you still be able to sleep through that?

There’s a heavy feeling in his chest. He knows that he should ask permission to touch you like this, but he tries to reason with himself. You always said you were intrigued by the idea of being woken up like this, and you trust him, so is it really wrong?

As he let his fingers ghost over your skin, noting how perfect it felt in his hands, he couldn’t bring himself to stop. And when he shallowly pushed one of his fingers inside of you, he doesn’t want to. Even in this state, the tender touches to your body have caused arousal to pool at your entrance. It makes the slide of his finger so easy when he presses it further into you. He’s gentle with the touch, staring in awe when he pulled it back, seeing it shine with your slick. He spreads the wetness all the way from your entrance down to your clit, his touch still feather light until he presses two fingers into you. Which was still so easy with how wet you are.

He starts to thrust his fingers into you with a timid, shy pace. His fingers curled into you at an angle, brushing against a spot that he’s come to find easily in your relationship, causing you to shift your hips again. For a second, he halts his movements. But when you started to subconsciously angle your hips and try to grind them down on his fingers, he began fucking them into you. This time at a slightly faster pace. Heat bloomed from his chest up to his neck and face at the lewd noise from his fingers repeatedly plunging into your wetness.

What halted his movements entirely was when your hand grasped his wrist. You let out a loud whine, lightly digging your fingernails into the skin. His fingers stilled, buried inside you, as he watched your reaction. He had only a small peek of your face, but he could see that your eyes were still squeezed shut, and your eyebrows were furrowed. With his fingertips just barely brushing that spot inside you, your hips start to roll on their own.

“Wha…What are you doing, baby?” Your voice was groggy. Euijoo felt a wave of guilt wash over him after waking you up, and it was evident by your voice that sleep was still weighing heavy on you.

Though your vision is still blurred and your mind hazy, you can clearly see the sheepish smile and light blushing on his face when you opened your eyes. His eyes darted around, seemingly unable to make eye contact with you or dare to even look at your face at all. “I'm sorry, noona. I was coming to bed, but you just looked so pretty like this.”

You hummed. “I hope you were planning on fucking me properly. If you’re going to do it, do it right.” Your words were slurred together from residual drowsiness, but he understood them clearly.

Your words sent a rush of arousal straight to his cock bulging in his pants. His stomach felt like it twisted many times over, as if he was on a rollercoaster, and he could feel precum begin to ooze from the tip of his neglected cock. He hadn’t realized how completely affected he was by this entire situation, but now that he had become aware, it’s all he could think about. He just wanted to be inside you now. He wanted to release the pressure that’s on the border of becoming uncomfortable.

Taking your words as an invitation to continue, he stepped back and allowed himself to pull your forgotten-about underwear further down your legs until they fell to the floor. He then rushes to push his own down so he could step out of them. Still just as careful, he begins to gently turn you over to lay on your back. Your eyes had once again closed, head lolling to the side, still grasping at the edge of your interrupted sleep. He doesn’t want to move too fast and disturb you any further, so his movements are slow. His hand has a light grip on your ankle, pulling your legs apart enough so he can kneel between them. He now had your legs draped over his thighs, spread just enough for the dim light peeking through the window to catch and illuminate the wetness on your pussy and inner thighs. Using his fingers, he shakily runs them through your arousal once again, all the way from your entrance up to your clit, gathering a bit to use on himself as lubricant. He still had that heavy, sinking feeling in his chest, and a lump in his throat, but he pushes that aside knowing that you’re okay with this. You said so.

Euijoo lazily strokes himself a couple of times, spreading both your wetness and whatever had leaked out of him over the length to make the slide easier. When he lined the tip up, you shifted a little again, still in a sleepy haze. Then, he slowly started to push himself in. It was slow, almost an agonizing pace, but he didn’t want to jostle you too much. It’s not as if there was any resistance, none more than usual from the tightness of your pussy, because you’d already dripped so much arousal already.

He only gets a little more than halfway through before pulling out until just the tip is inside you, slowly thrusting back in, pushing a little more. The action makes you let out a little whine and loll your head over to the other side. After repeating that process a couple of times, he finally fully sheathes himself inside you and he feels like he can breathe. It was as if he subconsciously held his breath the entire time, almost like his usual shaky breathing would interrupt your in-between sleeping state.

One again, he pulls out almost entirely before thrusting back inside you, as deep as he could go. He sets the pace this time; it was slow, soft and gentle. Enough to feel good, but he isn’t sure it’s enough to cum. Still, he keeps the pace. Euijoo lets his hand gently knead the meat of your thigh, where his hand was resting, as he fucked you. He could hear your breathing become heavier, and he knew you weren’t asleep anymore, but he managed to keep the rhythm.

That was until you begged him “please, more.”

Euijoo sat up on his knees, changing the angle a little so he could reach even deeper. He leaned down to place a kiss on the corner of your parted mouth, almost giggling at the way you desperate chase after his lips. He sets a new pace with his thrusts this time. One that’s a little deeper, a little less soft, and one that makes you cry out and reach for his hands. Lacing his fingers with yours, he continues like that. He didn’t know where he should look—should he focus on your pretty face scrunched up in pleasure? Or should he watch where his cock slips in and out of your wet pussy, creating such a lewd sound that can be heard alongside the two of you’s moans? Or should he focus on where your boobs are bouncing under your shirt that he so desperately wants to take off?

He lets go of your hands, much to your dismay, and quickly started pushing your shirt up. He got it just barely over your chest before he grabs both tits in his hands, squeezing. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to use as leverage to pull you down on his cock in time with his thrusts.

“Noona, you look so pretty.” He hissed when your hands reached for his shoulders, lightly digging your nails into his skin. He allows you to pull him down to press a few small kisses to his lips, which he gladly returns. “I think I’m gonna cum soon.”

You nodded, silently agreeing. Wordlessly saying yeah, me too. Even if you tried to put it in words, you’re pretty sure it would come out as slurred, pathetic whines. Though you were awake, your mind was still hazy and even worse when clouded by a big fog of lust. There was a tight feeling in your abdomen, muscles contracting as your hips begging to gently rock up to meet Euijoo's thrusts and keep him as deep inside you as possible. You were so close, almost there, riding on the edge of orgasm until it hits you. Almost instinctively, your legs wrap around his waist pulling him closer until all he can do is rut his hips into yours.

At the same time, Euijoo can feel himself slowly losing it. He squeezes his eyes shut, vision having gone blurry, and tries to focus on your pretty sounds. But even they, and the lewd wet noises, fade into the background as he feels himself just barely touching the nose of his own orgasm. He almost didn’t hear your desperate plea for him to cum inside, baby, please. But he did, and he was glad for that, because he wasn’t sure if he could pull out when it feels this good. His fingertips dig into the skin of your thighs, where they had returned preciously, as he finally tips over the edge and loses himself in the feeling of you wrapped around him while he cums. He lets a few curses slip past his lips and drops his head down to your shoulder. His teeth graze the skin there, making you gasp and clench around him in excitement.

All too soon, though, both of you reached the end of your climaxes, riding out the high of your orgasm.

Euijoo lifted his head, barely, just enough to turn his face toward yours and lazily press his lips to yours. He could feel his stress from the work day evaporate as he steadied his heart rate, slowly kissing you. However, he could feel sleep catching up to him, so he pulled away. He needed to clean the two of you up before he eventually fell asleep while kissing you.

He didn’t miss the way you giggle and propose the idea of doing this again another time, though.

#&team smut #ej smut #euijoo smut #&team euijoo smut #byun euijoo smut #byun ej smut #&audition smut #tw: cnc #cw: cnc #tw: con noncon #cw: con noncon #tw: somno #cw: somno

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athousandbyeol · 1 year

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stray thoughts on forcebook's acting

honestly, i'm not an OG forcebook fan. i wasn't there from their enchante days. in fact, i started liking forcebook's acting three weeks after a boss and a babe aired. so, i don't know if i'm qualified to state my opinion (because i once posted this on my now-deactivated twitter, and the discourse wasn't pretty), but here goes nothing.

forcebook's commendable acting in a boss and a babe

so, after episode 9 of a boss and a babe, i now believe forcebook are capable of carrying heavy roles. they're dynamic actors, and now it's clear how many facades both gun and cher are wearing. even though i don't watch enchante, from the clips i saw here and there, they've improved tremendously. and kudos to them for their hard work.

gun gungawin, at the beginning of the series, is very stoic, strict and unfriendly. he shuts people down with his signature cold stare. he doesn't have a close friend. he's alone, and he prefers it that way. he overthinks but doesn't show. i personally think gun doesn't like skinship because it creates this bond, and he can't bear the thought of losing that someday (like how he lost thyme). yet, when he meets cher, his walls crumble. he becomes friendlier and happier. he doesn't care about what others think (contrary to how he was before cher). p'force portrayed him really well.

then comes the sunshine, cher saran, the bright and kind of idiotic intern (sorry, cher T_T). he's the mood maker. he's everyone's helper. very selfless because he has a gigantic heart. he ducks every conflict and traumatising emotion like a pro gamer. he cares so much about gun, but doesn't know how to show it with words. he's goofy and silly. and he keeps all the pain to himself. he hides them in the deepest part of his heart because he doesn't want anyone to know. he doesn't like talking about his struggles because that's who cher saran is. but you see the pain in his eyes when the light goes dark. and p'book's ability to distinguish the happy cher and sad cher so smoothly blows me away every single time.

episode 9 is a whiplash of pain, heartbreak, sadness, confusion, betrayal, loyalty, trust, disappointment, true love and sacrifice. i just want to say kudos to forcebook for bringing guncher to life. i shed so many litres of tears last night. i still will cry if i rewatch ep 9.

my bias towards p'aof's works

i'm a huge fan of p'aof (the director/screenwriter of he's coming to me, 1000 stars, bad buddy and moonlight chicken). i adore his works because of his precision in crafting the characters, choosing the most suitable bgms, his vision, the cinematography, the richness of symbolism and metaphor in his works, and his ability to bring out the best in his actors.

i'm beyond excited knowing my beloved jimmysea is now under p'aof's wings with another potentially heartbreaking series, last twilight, soon-to-be-aired this year (or early next year). i know p'aof will trigger all these emotions and potential in jimmysea, and i'm just ecstatic to see them nailing mork and day.

so, i posted this thought on twitter, and some didn't agree. i do understand that p'aof's works can be quite conventional and old school, but hear me out; even though it is, he's so good at it.

and it's funny how when i look at forcebook, i'm like— damn, p'aof really needs to give them a script. i've been manifesting a forcebook + p'aof collab ever since.

perhaps, i am biased. because i like p'aof's style, and i'm confident he has that freaking good script for forcebook somewhere in his stash (or his galaxy brain), and i hope god listens to my prayers. but as always, it's ok to disagree. this post doesn't intend to impose my thoughts on anyone.

so, yes. i just hope one day, forcebook will get a very good script to match their abilities, because god damn it, please don't waste their talents. i'll be furious.

and i hope only friends will be the beginning of forcebook's reign because these men know how to act, and they're nailing it.

#sorry for this word vomit #i have so much to say about forcebook but I better let this be the last #because as you can see; i'm not coherent #i'll never stop hoping one day p'aof will give them a script #that will be my happiest day on earth #these men deserve to have a good script to unleash their potential #good script + good directing and i swear forcebook will end all those potty mouths #force jiratchapong #book kasidet #forcebook #enchante #a boss and a babe #thai drama #thai bl #thai lakorn #random thoughts #(btw i apologise if anything i wrote in this post offended anyone)#na rambles

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animehouse-moe · 9 months

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Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Episode 3: Hidden Inventory 3

I'll be the first to say it, this episode is markedly better than the prior two. It's better in quite a few different ways, though is still peppered with quite a few complaints. Would I say that things are looking up? Probably not, no. Would I say there's a chance at this adaptation getting better as we go on? Quite possibly, yes. It's a very weird spot, but this episode does well almost because it doesn't try to be Jujutsu Kaisen, rather it tries to move as far away from it as it can, and it's in the pieces that are central to JJK that you understand something is wrong. Confusing yes, but hopefully I can break down my thoughts into more detail with this post.

I like to call what I've just described the "Tanya The Evil Effect". It's an aspect where the depiction of a story and its events ends up so far deviated in tone and experience, that when under good direction and work you can still value and appreciate it as something disparate from the source material.

The episode director isn't in over their head this episode, Gosso isn't hamfisting excessive and incoherent direction into the content at large, there's just a lot of stuff that greatly divorces this episode from Gosso's vision at large, and is part of why it remains successful.

I still think there's things that are silly and pointless changes for the sake of cutting corners, like this sequence of Kuroi and Geto talking where they're static in the anime vs in motion in the manga. It's just one of those simple things that provides context and agency to the situation. Why would Geto and Kuroi be standing still if Amanai is in danger?

If you take a closer look at the episode, it's actually quite odd. There's a lot of direction that's bog standard, just characters in frame standing still. But then you get random bursts of direction that are surprisingly solid, like this piece of Amanai behind the fence/bars, symbolizing her isolation and feeling of being prisoner to her role as the Star Plasma Vessel. Arguably one of the only scenes that makes proper use of the change of scenery from the rooftop rendezvous of the manga.

Anyways, onto Okinawa. I'm disappointed, but also surprised. Incredibly sad to not see Gojo's summer hairstyle on display, but I also feel like with a lot of these scenes, this is the closest we'll manage to S1/manga humor parity.

Alright, back into disappointment mode. Very sad that they didn't include this pose/panel for Haibara and Nanami. Why don't we just continue to strip the characterization and style of this cast more, MAPPA? Also, poor Haibara man. Nanami's already a lost cause sadly, but I at least had a bit of hope for Haibara in spite of the early showings of their character design. Even worse than I was expecting to be honest. The energy and slightly goofy nature just does not exist within him in the anime.

Have to shout out my boy Asta/Tadano though. Love seeing Gakuto Kajiawara getting more and more VA roles.

Where was I? Oh yeah, Okinawa. This is now a drama anime, plain and simple. The framing/layouts/etc are all very much drama leaning, and it's well done. It's just that compared to what the manga offers.... it's, well, decidedly not it. Also, unsure why, but random scenes in the episode are very low-res? I know Tumblr compression does not help at all, but this scene in particular is incredibly grainy and odd. There's also something wrong here in how dull Gojo and Geto's colors are in the shade compared to how vibrant the scene is in the light. I wouldn't call it bad compositing, but the color design doesn't feel quite right. I mean, the second image is of them in the exact same spot under the shade, but it looks so much better? The environment art is sharper in their vicinity, the character designs are more detailed, there's proper shading, and the colors seem way more accurate/realistic.

Maybe I've just gotten used to the poor compositing/coloring of the series to be honest, because at first glance I didn't actually think it was as inconsistent as I'm finding it to be.

Also, shoutout MAPPA hating on Geto again man. This dude is just stepped all over through these episodes and it hurts me so much. His expressiveness is totally stripped away from him and replaced with some hollow smile that I'm sure anime onlies can even tell carries no weight. Like please tell me, who are these two people in the anime??? It just hurts, and it's the tip of the iceberg for the issues with faces and expressions.

Personally speaking, I think this one is the biggest failure from MAPPA. They literally did this exact defeated smile Geto loves to wear in JJK 0, and they can't repeat it for S2? It's just so painful to see them totally mismanage the characters despite having simpler designs so they can "be more expressive".

That's enough bemoaning what's happened to poor Geto, allow me to return to why this episode is actually better (though it only really borders on good) than the prior ones: that drama feel. They extend what's displayed in the manga of Amanai and co's Okinawa trip, and it's pretty well done. I'd say as a manga reader though? I don't really care, and I don't think it adds a great deal to the experience in the first place with how they chose to add things. The scenes are pretty and some of the best displayed in the episode though, of course. The good old MAPPA special of placing insane effort into original pieces while giving the source material the cold shoulder.

Okay, one little piece of criticism (though it's actually sorta big). MAPPA just can't keep their little paws off of messing up characters for some reason. It's a simple thing, I know, but it's also why I'm complaining about it. There was no need. No need to have Amanai place her hands behind her back, to do something that her character never did even once in the manga. But they do, and it changes the tone of Amanai simply walking through an aquarium, to Amanai placing more thought in the experience. A very frustrating and needless change that weighs down the actual potential displayed in the sequence at large.

Anyways, what makes this piece of the original adaptation good? Well, the use of the symbolism of fish was already strong in the manga thanks to Gege, as its used to further show Amanai's isolation and the lack of a group that she can exist alongside/be with. That part remains clear in the anime thankfully. The piece that adds to it though is the parallel between the aquarium and its customers. They place the idea of Amanai's isolation compared to the fish on top of the people visiting the aquarium. Sounds a little odd maybe but I'm bad at explaining, but the point is to show the isolation Amanai feels from seeing the fish (and whales) in the aquarium as a palpable and noticeable thing that she actively experiences.

Of course, I'm not without complaints, but I feel like it's easier to let it slide if you don't look deeply at this sequence. If you see it as something untethered to Amanai's character, the weird extra cuts of the fish swimming freely in the aquarium is fine, but putting it alongside the context of Amanai's character it's pretty confusing and excessive. Why spend all that time fixating on the movements of the fish trapped in an aquarium, relegated to their current fate? Feels like a tone deaf movement for some odd pursuit of artistry that neglects the function of the sequence.

Alright, on to the next butchered character/sequence! Toji and Gojo. Man, I knew what to expect considering they showed viewers as much of the "good" stuff as they could, but I didn't think it was going to get this weak.

I knew Toji was going to suffer, but I mean, how different can you really get and still call it the same character? What a weird shit-eating grin in the anime versus the far more creepy and naturally twisted smirk that rests on Toji's face. It's just incredibly bothersome to see them fail so miserably with reactions that are so important to characters.

And I mean, they do it again, and again, and again. The whole flashback sequence is meant to be played off like horror, and up until the reveal is well done. It's got tension, a cheesy horror soundtrack. It's got the potential to actually do something with the appeal it's aiming for, but it ultimately fails because what is Toji's reaction here? It's supposed to be the thing that he fears/despises/disgusts, but all that shows on his face is plain surprise? Compare that to the manga, and you see how flat and lifeless this reaction is.

Okay okay last one before I move on. What kind of pose is this? He's so relaxed and standing like he's already superior to Gojo, like he knows he could win effortlessly. It is absolutely not the pose and expression of a man set to go up against arguably the most feared sorcerer of his time.

Anyways, action and stuff. I don't think it's terrible. As I'd already established though it's not JJK action. It takes well done choreography and layouts, and reduces it to flashy cuts that viewers can barely piece together in time. What's more worth talking about is how dim and over processed the sequences are. They just end up looking so out of place no matter what MAPPA tries to do. Also man, the S2 OST really does stink. Even in a tense action sequence there's just zero heart in it. Such a massive flop compared to the electric work on S1 and 0.

Okay, yes, Keiichirou Watanabe's animation for Gojo's Blue is well done. But, if the camera wasn't having a seizure I'm sure it would be better received. Of course, same issues in regards to the prior statement about action with the dimming and over processing too. Wastes a lot of potential that the cut had to be a genuinely great piece of animation in the context of JJK. It still undeniably is, beneath all of the additional oddities that bury it, but it's pretty far removed from JJK.

If you want to understand what I'm saying, take a look at Hanami vs Yuji and Todo (Watanabe did the cut of Hanami's massive branch attack). Yes, the compositing is better for Gojo's blue, but take a look at the camera work. How much effort it places into keeping the duo in frame, how hard it tries to keep things cohesive and easy to follow. It's a night and day difference that shows the importance of a director in delivering the best version of someone's animation.

Anyways, here's Gojo's Blue sequence, as a video. Too long to make into a reasonable quality gif, and also insanely flashy and all over the place so nicer than having seizure material auto-play in two places at once.

Alright, so uh, Gojo dies, Toji pulls up with the gat and domes Amanai right in front of Geto, following it up by announcing that he killed Gojo. And then the episode ends. Honestly? I loved the ending just cause I know it'll cause so much chaos for viewers.

The episode overall though? It's weird that I think it noticeably better than the prior two when I've complained about so much, but maybe it's one of those things where the closer you get to being correct, the more faults you find in the thing being examined. Regardless, it feels like Toji's been incredibly nerfed from a viewer's perspective compared to the manga (alongside Geto and plenty of others), and honestly I had next to no hype for their actual sequence because it all felt so disjointed. The pacing of it felt off, and the action just didn't grab me with it's super flashy, highly processed, up close and personal so you can't quite tell what's going on combat. I'd say it's still a flop compared to what S1 would offer in comparison for big moments, but it's also done better on average when compared to the prior two episodes.

Pacing is of massive concern now though. We're three episodes in, with a total of five. It took us three episodes to make 8 chapters total, and we've got 6 though more likely 7 chapters of content left to cover for this arc, with only 2 episodes remaining. "Oh that's not too bad", except for the fact that there's the massive upcoming fight alongside us still having to get through Toji vs Geto. Even with the 6 instead of 7 chapters, even if they don't add any original content, they're speed-running at a minimum of 3 chapters for the last two episodes, which is pretty damn bold.

Is Hidden Inventory/Gojo's Past going to hold on and make it to the end in its current state, or will it rush itself to an early grave? Next episode will certainly be the deciding factor, but whatever it is, I'm not exactly hopeful of where we're going to be left.

#jujutsu kaisen #呪術廻戦 #jjk #sorcery fight #gojo satoru #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #anime review #anime and manga #anime

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gingiesworld · 9 months

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Hello can I request Wanda Maximoff x GN Reader?

Reader is Wanda the first ever partner after years Vision dies, Reader always understanding that Vision is Wanda first love and the father to Billy and Tommy so they ok with Wanda still grieving about him.

But after years in relationship and they going to marry soon reader start feeling not enough, There a time where Wanda accidentally call them Vision and the kids don't really appreciate they effort to get closer to them even sometimes the kids tell them to stop because reader couldn't never going to replace their father.

Wanda didn't realise she being unfair towards reader until she accidentally heard reader crying talking to someone on the phone about it, At first Wanda mad because she thought reader promise to understand her but when going down the stairs she see how many Vision with the twins pictures still up none of them is reader picture even though this is reader house.

When days goes by she also see how her kids never appreciate reader like never even say hello, goodbye or thank you.

How do you see this going end? sad or happy it's up to you and sorry for long request 😅

Thank you buddy. This one will be out on the 17th. It will be called I'll Never Leave You. So please keep your eye out for it :)

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showfallmediamaintenance · 9 months

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[The video starts with a half blocked view of the interior of a car, the door opens and the two step out into the crisp night air. The car door shuts and Edgar thanks the driver as he speeds off. Leaving the duo alone in front of the looming abandoned office building.]

Mari: It's weird I've never actually been to an abandoned office building.

Edgar: Honestly, it seems like you would have at this point.

Mari: Listen, just because I set off 377 fireworks outside of a mall doesn't mean I randomly walk into abandoned places.

Edgar: Hm, yeah. It just seems like you would, though. Considering your horror series. Maybe I’m just thinking about it wrong. I don’t know.

[The ground sways as Edgar bounces from one leg to another, idly keeping himself busy.]

Mari: The only abandoned places I've ever walked into for a horror series, is an abandoned hospital and that school.

Edgar: Christ, you’ve been to an abandoned hospital? How much do you travel?

Mari: I'll be honest… I haven't been home in 3 months, so a lot ig.

Edgar: Huh. Um, I think we strayed a little off topic. Where do you think Mai would be in this building?

Mari: Whatever room has the most technology, mai always talked about those damn wires so that's the best bet.

Edgar: Yeah, probably, you ready?

Mari: Honesty? no, but I've come this far. It seems kinda dumb to back out now.

Edgar: Alright, let’s go.

[The camera angle changes from a half-blocked view of the floor to a full view of the front of the building, Edgar having put his phone in his front shirt pocket. The building looks unstable, and casts a large shadow over the two, blocking out the moon. They begin to move towards the entrance.]

Mari: This place is fucking creepy.

Edgar: Yeah, and very unsafe. We should try to be as quick as possible.

Mari: I mean yeah good point but how are we supposed to be quick in a fight?

Edgar: Hit first, hit fast. That’s what my dad taught me.

Mari: Nice…Um, anyway how are we supposed to find the room with the tech?

Edgar: Since it’s an office building, I’d assume there would be tech on every floor. Which actually makes this harder, damnit.

Mari: Wait… does Mai sing like a song or do something to taunt you? if so that could make this easier.

Edgar: Maybe? I– wait, hold on, did you see that?

[Edgars arm gestures to the building vaguely.]

Mari: See what? bro is your vision going out? no offence.

Edgar: Hey! Full offence taken! No, I’m talking about the figure that just ran by the fourth floor window.

Mari: Bro I didn't see shit I'll be honest.

Edgar: Maybe your vision is going…

Mari: Not scientifically possible.

Edgar: Mhm, yeah, alright. We should go to the fourth floor.

Mari: Alright, sure.

[The two enter the building, and begin carefully making their way to the fourth floor, taking the stairs very cautiously, so as to not get injured.]

Mari: Ok what now?

Edgar: Well, we find Mai. And we win. I… have to be honest, I had no plan, I know I said I did, but…

Mari: 1. alright how do we do that? 2. I'm gonna kick your fucking ass if we survive this.

Edgar: Well, strike first, strike fast. Also, not if I run away.

[Edgar chuckles, he turns to Mari, who does not look very amused.]

Mari: That doesn't answer the first thing.

[A faint noise can be heard out of view. Edgar gasps.]

Edgar: Shh… do you hear that?

Mari: Um… Oh shit yeah…… who tf is humming that?

Edgar: It’s her, she’s up here.

Mai: Dear Rose Was Sad She Knew She'd Been Had…

[Edgar tenses up, barely moving. The camera stays eerily still.]

Mari: AYO! That's not very nice.

Edgar: Oh, you motherfucker… Get the hell out here.

Mai: Ugh…. Fine.. Huh, I Guess Rose Was Foreshadowing Something With That Song, You Really Did Understand Mechanical Hands.

Edgar: I swear to god… Mari, could you hold on to my phone? I have a score to settle.

[The angle switches again as Edgar passes the phone to Mari. After his hands are free again, he rolls up the sleeves of his bloodied dress shirt and grips the crowbar in both of his hands, preparing for a fight.]

Mari: Shit alright!

Mai: Why Do You Have A Score To Settle With Me? I'm The Reason Your Idiot Daughter Isn't Dead On The Mall Floor.

Edgar: There were so many other options. I’m not going to listen to anything you say.

Mai: Oh Yeah Because You Did Such A Great Job At Keeping Rose Safe Didn't You? Leaving Her For Dead?

[Edgar visibly tenses up, tightening his grip on his crowbar.]

Edgar: Shut up! You don’t know what you’re talking about!

[Without another word, Edgar lunges at Mai, who had been expecting this. She swiftly sidesteps the attack, leaving Edgar stumbling forward into nobody.]

Mai: What? Do You Think I'm Just Gonna Stand There? Maybe If I Did You'd Actually Do Something Right. :)

[Mai kicks Edgar in the arm, knocking him over.]

Edgar: Fucking hell, quite literally kicking someone while they’re down. Not that I wouldn’t put it past you.

Mai: At Least I Didn't Leave My Daughter Who Trusted Me, Just To Go Save Two People. And After You Promised The Poor Girl.

Edgar: You’re a real A+ bitch, you know that?

[Edgar coughs into his arm, glaring daggers up at Mai.]

Mari: Um shit….. what to do, what to do…..

[Edgar stands, wobbling a little, he turns back to Mari and he begins to respond. Before he can, broken ceramic shards fly past his face, landing a few blows, he winces and whips back around to Mai.]

Mai: Aww I Missed. :(

Edgar: Well. Unlike you, I won’t.

[Edgar swings at Mai with his crowbar, Mai easily dodges, but Edgar swings back the other way, nailing her in the head, Mai falls to the floor.]

Mai: Huh… Maybe If You Did That More Often Rose Wouldn't Be A Monster.

Mari: fucking hell….

Edgar: I should really learn to ignore people while I’m fighting, but you’re really motivating me to win. Hopefully you aren’t too far gone by the time you reach the mall.

Mai: What Do You Get Out Of Killing Me? Think About It… The Only Person Who Could Maybe Fix Rose……. Killing Me Actually Wouldn't Bring That Brat Back.

[Instead of responding, Edgar grabs Mai’s shirt and shoves her into a wall, placing the crowbar horizontally across her neck. He pushes with increasing force.]

Mai: Haha I Knew You Didn't Care About Rose, So Do It… Kill Your Only Hope! Can You Bring Yourself To Do It?

Mari: Edgar, think about this…

Edgar: Fuck… I… you aren’t bluffing, are you?

Mai: Take A Guess You Fucking Idiot!

[Edgar pushes the crowbar further into her neck.]

Mari: Edgar, don't do this!

[Edgar pauses for what seems like an eternity, shaking slightly, he takes the crowbar off of Mai’s throat and stumbles backwards, he places one end of the crowbar on the ground as a support, he leans on it, just barely staying standing.]

Mai: You Really Are An Idiot. Just Like Your Daughter.

[Mai starts running away, stabbing Mari in the process. Mari yells out in pain as Mai stops near the stairwell.]

Mari: Fuck!

[The phone clatters to the floor, leaving the camera facing the ceiling in front of the stairs. Edgar shouts and sprints over to Mari.]

Edgar: Mari! Shit. Damnit. Fuck–

Mai: Perhaps We'll Meet Again Mechanic But Until Then, Enjoy The Show.

[Mai starts running down the stairs, holding her throat where the crowbar had been pressed to not moments before.]

Mari: shit….

Edgar: Mari, are you okay? Fuck, I knew that bitch was bluffing–

Mari: it wasn't a bluff edgar… At least i don't think so…. and I'm fine.

Edgar: You’ve just been stabbed, Mari. Where was it?

Mari: my shoulder….. and it's not like i haven't been stabbed before.

Edgar: No matter how many times you’re stabbed, it still hurts like hell. We need to stop the bleeding.

Mari: there's a jacket in my bag and a knife, cut up the jacket. It will work until I can get to a hospital.

Edgar: Alright, I’ll do that.

[Edgar wrenches the bag open and takes the jacket out, along with the knife, he quickly slices a chunk out and presses it to the wound.]

Mari: OW! that fucking hurt!...

Edgar: Sorry, I know… shit…

Mari: I'm sorry about mai escaping. I should have done more, i could have done more.

Edgar: No, you did your best. I should have planned this out, if I did, you wouldn’t have gotten stabbed, and Mai would probably still be in the building, I should have known.

Mari: You couldn't have planned for mai to say any of that.

Edgar: I… I could have, she’s been taunting me for at least a week, now. She tends to say things to get people riled up.

Mari: I don't think that was a taunt, I'll be honest.

Edgar: Hm. Well, we need to get you to a hospital. Do you think I should call another Uber?

Mari: Yeah…. I'll pay. I have some back-up money to my back-up money.

Edgar: Absolutely not, I have money. And I can earn it back. I’ll pay.

Mari: Fine then you do you, but after if they let me go home tonight when do i go? i don't trust my fucking house.

Edgar: Well, I have an apartment, but I’m not sure I can go there, my girlfriend might be there, and she’d send me directly back to the hospital to play angry birds again.

Mari: So I get in through the window? pretty fucking easy not gonna lie…. also what? angry birds?

Edgar: I fucking hate angry birds, the red one is so annoying. Um, sorry. I’m pretty sure you can just go into the apartment through the door, just don’t mention me. Kath wouldn’t turn you away.

Mari: That works I guess, what about you?

Edgar: … don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine.

Mari: I'm sneaking you in through the window, wouldn't be the first time I've done something like that for a friend won't be the last.

Edgar: You don’t need to do that, too risky for me, I’ll be okay.

[Mari takes their jacket off, they have on a t-shirt of a white rabbit mascot holding a knife. they also grab a mask and some sunglasses and hand them to edgar]

Mari: You’re not turning me down edgar.

Edgar: Hey, hospital first. We can talk about this after.

Mari: Ugh, fine, call the damn uber.

Edgar: Already on it.

[Edgar picks up the phone, and stares into the camera, his eyes widen as he sees the light flashing dimly on the top.]

Edgar: How long has this been…

[Edgar fumbles with the phone for a few seconds, and the video shuts off. Ending the video transcript.]

#showfall ask blog #showfall media #showfall #encoreverse blog #(ooc: WHEW. this was a long one! hope you all enjoy!)

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Some questions for something I plan to write soon, if you don't mind answering that is.

What types of personalities do you think would mesh well with each Archon? And in the case of Venti, Zhongli, Ei, and the Tsaritsa, what personality would they fall for the hardest?

How do you think the Archons would react to each of the current seven being sent a "companion" by the Creator?

Of course!! I'll try and answer as best I can.

Nahida: I think she'd mesh well with someone like Zhongli or Klee. (currently haven't finished the archon quest so take this with a grain of salt) But she isn't accustomed to the world or human emotions. She'd LOVE to hear Zhongli's stories. No matter what it is or who it's about. When she sees the sad and forlorn expression on his face she starts to understand empathy. She doesn't know what to do, nor the words to say, but Zhongli doesn't need them. He's come to terms with everything for a long time, so it's easy on Nahida. Same with Klee! Though Klee is a lot more for dragging Nahida around on her adventures instead of telling her stories, Nahida is all for it though! Meeting all the new people is a little overwhelming but Klee always seems to make it easy.

For Zhongli, perhaps someone like Hu Tao or Childe. A fun character that despite how seemingly different they are, they get along so well. Someone that doesn't mind hearing his stories but is also a little bit of a brat. Or like Guizhong! I know we don't know much about her but I imagine she had quite the quick wit to her and the brightest smile. I think he finds himself enjoying the company of these bright characters.

Venti feels like he just gets along with everyone! But I think in order to build a deeper connection with him, you'd have to find him when he's in his lowest. Venti has a showman feel about him, like he's never really off stage. If you can find him off stage, in his weakest moments, even if there are no tears, and still look at him the same, he'll build a strong connection. For example I think he'd build a strong friendship with Hu Tao but it would only be surface level. I think he'd build a deeper bond with the Traveler and/or Xiao (maybe? idk xiao too well) Because they can find him with his guard down and have the heart to understand, but also have the humanity to treat him as the same Venti. Hope that makes sense hdhahfsadf

Raiden Ei!!! Gets along with very few people. It's a very fickle process being friends with her, because she pushes everyone away but if you're persistent she'd just back away more. I think the only way she'd become friends with you is if you're a friend of one of her friends! So if you were introduced to her through Yae Miko! She'd be a bit suspicious (because Miko always has alternative motives) but she'd give you a chance. Or if it's pre-cataclysm and her friends have high praise of you she'd definitely give you a chance! Though I feel like she doesn't like leaving her comfort zone and strangers are number one on her do not approach. So she'd probably hang out with her in company of her friend(s) first. It'd be a slow process getting close to Raiden Ei but if you have the right connections and an iron will it's not.... entirely impossible!

TSARITSA!!!!!! Complete speculation bc. u know. she doesn't exist. BUT! As the goddess of love I think she has a big heart. It's dead and doesn't beat but u know it's there. Because a lot of cryo users are down on their luck, with Qiqi and Kaeya on the verge of death getting their visions. I think the Tsaritsa has an affinity for outcasts, especially considering those that she chose to be her harbingers. She's practically picking up strays from the street. So! I think that's what she has an affinity for. She relates to being in a bad place, and if she sees herself in you, down on her luck and broken beyond repair (and if she sees use in you) then she may just extend a hand out to you. An offer. It's not a good offer but it's better than being thrown out to the snow don't you think? Basically she's a shit person but if you look closely she's a lot... nicer than you would think.

As for who I think they'd fall for... def not basing this on my ships for them...

Venti would fall for a calm but bubbly type me thinks. Someone to balance his chaotic energy out. He feels like one of those dumbasses that fall for someone that shows 0 interest in him but he finds it endearing <3 But I also think he likes someone to be insane with him, but Venti's a leash kid and he needs someone responsible to hold him back.

I personally think Zhongli and Guizhong had a semi-romantic relationship. Ofc it's not canon but I definitely think there were feelings. So someone like her! Someone smart and outspoken, someone who could tell him all about all of their grand ideas and in turn he'd tell them his. Just. I think he'd want someone or something stable.

Ei... uh. Miko. HASLFJASFAS okay but definitely not to the DEGREE of. Miko. But Ei falls for someone she's known a long time. She doesn't fall for strangers or acquaintances, and she's not one for crushing from afar. She'd fall in love with her best friend because she likes the comfort of it, once again leaving her comfort zone is something she doesn't want.

Tsaritsa... Doesn't want to fall in love. So that'd be really difficult. In my headcannon of her ofc. But... the personality she'd fall for... it's difficult for me to say but I think it'd be either extremely innocent and naïve or the exact opposite. Though once again I'm not sure. I do like the thought of Tsaritsa picking up a piece of shit rat off the street and growing feelings for them. So imo probably piece of shit scumbag that she's like "goddamnit it's fucking cute."

"How do you think the Archons would react to each of the current seven being sent a "companion" by the Creator?"

Depends on what kind of companion you mean. If we're talking animal companion, something small such as the seelies or perhaps a little robot, or a human companion. My first thought was perhaps the au/brainrot where the creator is split into seven "forms" i suppose and spread across each nation of Teyvat.

However using the broad term of companion my thoughts are:

Tsaritsa tries to destroy it. Crush it like it's a spider in the shower at 2 am she's screaming "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT." presumably this companion is not too easy to destroy so she comes to terms with it. Tho she does try to like. barricade it in a room or restrain it.

Venti is like "damn guess this is my best friend now" tries to feed it, plays the lyre to it, I (and presumably the archons) don't know the level of intelligence or humanity this companion has. I think Venti would treat it as a sentient being (while tsaritsa treats it as a robot)

Zhongli is a little wary of it but ultimately lets it do what it wants. Not like it does anything weird or insane, and Zhongli has no qualms with its small requests. All of the requests have been just him helping it reach places, and its been only helpful and mostly out of his way. He's a bit wary when it follows him to his home but in the end if someone wanted to harm him they had plenty of opportunities. If someone wanted to spy on him then this was. quite a bizarre method. Not like Zhongli is completely helpless either.

Raiden Shogun tries to kill it too </3 Though I think Raiden Ei would be curious. Would definitely try tinkering with it but when it starts making distressed noises and running away before coming back she leaves it be. It's intents are a mystery to her and she does her best to get answers, but if she gets none she'll just. sit there with it ig. Like damn guess I got another kid. (she doesn't take care of this one either the most she does is try and feed it some spare dango)

Hydro archon doesn't let it close to her, just like pushes it away, runs through doors and closes it really fast hoping to lose it. It doesn't work.

Murata would love it, especially when she finds out its fire proof???? Bro they're besties going lava diving immediately.

SO SORRY FOR THE ESSAY I HOPE THIS WAS HELPFUL AND WASN'T TOO LONG I JUST... REALLY LOVE THE ARCHONS...

#choco.asks #as i get gayer the amount of exclamation marks in my speech grow #also for the record i don't necessarily ship zhongli and guizhong but I do think their relationship was somewhat romantic in nature #if that makes sense hhdhfa

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ooops-i-arted · 1 year

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@ofcoming4th said: Until this episode I didn't fully understand your dislike of this character - after watching I wanted to kick her very hard for being such an ass and so little help.

After her appearance on BOBF where she actively chases Din away from seeing Grogu and giving him the mithril, oops I mean beskar shirt? I now hate the unfeeling idiot. I'm surprised Filoni had the shirt passed on to Grogu, I'd assume he'd have his dream girl make a bikini out of it.

Lmfao I just spit out my drink at the bikini comment. I'll give Filoni this, though - once George Lucas wasn't involved anymore, Ahsoka suddenly got appropriate clothing.

I USED TO just be indifferent. Tried TCW, hated the way they treated my beloved prequel characters, found her underdeveloped and annoying but hey, I'll just skip it like I did the Yuuzhan Vong books! I watched Rebels instead and loved it, great characters, new perspective of the universe, tighter character writing, disliked Ezra at first but 5 episodes in I would fistfight anyone on his behalf because he had his character developed. Except.... Ahsoka kept showing up. Okay whatever. But then the season 2 finale. Rebels is an ensemble show of 6 characters. Only 3 were in the finale and those were SHOVED ASIDE SO AHSOKA COULD CONFRONT VADER AS A RESOLUTION TO TCW, ANOTHER SHOW. Which is still stupid because it's just a rehash, we KNOW Vader has issues with connections because of Obi-Wan and Padme, the real prequel trio already showed that. But by now you wouldn't know it because Ahsoka has fucking replaced Padme (even though no one in their right mind would've given Anakin an apprentice to begin with, the whole premise is contrived!). And even though one of the main characters of the show is blinded and the other blames himself, we get almost zero descending action involving them. But we have time for a long, sad shot of Rex mourning The Best Jedi Padawan Commander Who Left The Order But Also Still Totally A Jedi Somehow. I was so incandescent with rage I STILL haven't finished Rebels season 3 and 4. (And now we're only getting those characters again in her upcoming show.) (Did I mention she implied-died-maybe in the season 2 finale but was brought back with contrived time travel in a later season? And the finale of Rebels had her in white dressed up like Gandalf? Stay the FUCK away from Gandalf, you orange hobgoblin.)

She's there because she's Filoni's pet and that's it. Especially in BoBF when the conversation SHOULD HAVE been between Grogu's actual teacher, Luke, and Din. Because "are you doing this for you or for him?" could be a poignant character moment but all we got was Ahsoka dismissing a much better character with her smug-ass face instead of any actual reflection on Din's part.

(I'm also fucking salty because I wrote a Super Special Awesome Jedi Apprentice when I was 11. She was The Best At Everything and had Special Visions Of The Future and got Multiple Lightsaber Colors Because She Was That Cool and Obi-Wan (my favorite character) thought she was The Best Ever and His Favorite Person but.... I was 11. Filoni is getting bucketloads of money and his ass kissed for the same level of writing I had at 11. Except MY CHARACTER died in Order 66, and actually adhered to the Jedi Code instead of Ahsoka's Have It Both Ways schtick. Also she was apprenticed to Obi-Wan, since apparently Filoni missed Anakin graduating to Actual Child Murderer in AotC and that Anakin is not teacher material in general.)

This was therapeutic thank you for giving me a chance to bitch lol.

#this is an ahsoka hate blog #anti ahsoka #anti ahsoka tano #replies #ofcoming4th

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Amnesia - Harry Potter X Female (Gryffindor) Reader

Title: Amnesia

Harry Potter X Female (Gryffindor) Reader

Additional Characters: Hermione, Ron, Ginny, McGonagall (Mentioned), Madam Pomfrey, and Reader's parents

WC: 1,396

Warnings: The reader has a mother and father, a fear of heights, falling, broken bones, and amnesia

The Quidditch Match was rough. Slytherin and Gryffindor were tired, but they still managed to put up a good fight. You, as Keeper, made sure Slytherin couldn't get anything through the hoops. It was a hard job, being up so high, trying to pay attention to all the flying students and Quaffles. You hated heights, but somehow you were gifted with being an amazing Keeper, which surprised you a whole hell of a lot.

You had more fun playing this match than any other game you'd played before. The crowd was loud, cheering for both teams. You loved the energy from everyone else on your team. Though, the energy from Slytherin was deadly. They always tried to cheat in some way. It was quite annoying. You wished that they would just play the game fair and square, but they were from Slytherin. It wasn't going to happen.

You spotted Harry, your boyfriend, zip around below you, Draco Malfoy behind him, seemingly they had caught sight of the Golden Snitch. Holding your broom, you let out a breath as you felt a bit of vertigo overcome you. Letting out another breath, you fought off the vertigo, bringing your attention back to the game. Blocking another Quaffle, you smiled at your win of sorts. But, when Oliver Wood yelled your name, you had hardly any time to move when a Buldger hit you right off your broom. You went hurtling toward the ground, but there was no time to save yourself. You slammed into the ground hard, rolling over and over until you finally came to a stop.

The crowd screamed and people gasped, you hurt all over, knowing your arm was definitely broken. You looked over, seeing McGonagall rush over to you, and Harry, your sweet Harry, run to you, grabbing your hand gently in his. He was saying something, but you couldn't hear him. His eyes were wide, tears in them, and he seemed terrified.

"Harry..." You whispered, and he shook his head.

"S... Something's wrong," Harry said, looking worriedly down at your face. "I can see blood."

You shook your head weakly, taking a deep breath and trying to focus. But, you felt so tired. Your vision blurred, and you closed your eyes, blacking out.

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Waking up, you found yourself in the infirmary room. Madam Pomfrey was beside you, a small sad smile on her face.

"Good morning, dear. How are you feeling?" She asked, and you winced as you tried to sit up, but Madam Pomfrey placed her hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

"You need to rest. You had a terrible fall." She spoke, gesturing to your bandaged arm.

Eyes wide, you had no recollection of falling. "What?"

Madam Pomfrey frowned, "What do you remember, Y/N?" She asked and you furrowed your eyebrows.

"I... I remember I had just passed my O.W.L.S. yesterday." You spoke, voice a bit scratchy.

Madam Pomfrey handed you a small glass of water, and you drank it quickly. "I'm sorry, dear. But, you passed your O.W.L.S. last year. You are in your sixth year now."

You frowned, "That means... What? I still don't understand."

Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips, "I believe you have amnesia. You were playing Quiddtich and got hit, you fell and hit your head and broke your arm and leg."

Your heart dropped, you felt like you were going to throw up again. "Amnesia?"

Madam Pomfrey nodded, "Yes. And, you may have a concussion. Do you know what day it is?"

You thought about it, "I don't remember..."

She nodded, "Your parents should be here any minute. I'll bring your friends in too. They have been waiting to see you ever since you were brought in."

"My parents?" You questioned.

"They are outside waiting to see you."

You nodded, "Okay."

Madam Pomfrey left after giving you yet another glass of water. Moments later, your parents rushed in, kneeling beside your bed.

"Y/N! Are you alright? Pomfrey said you have amnesia. You remember us, right?" Your mother asked, and your father spoke up.

"You do remember us, right?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I do, mom and dad, don't worry."

Moments later, your friends came in.

"How is she? Is she okay?" Ginny asked, rushing over to you with Hermione.

You laughed nervously, "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just some amnesia."

Your mother smiled, patting your shoulder gently. "We'll let you spend time with your friends. Your father and I have to get back to work. Owl if you need us."

You nodded, watching as they left the room. Soon Harry and Ron rushed over, Harry moving over to sit beside you on the bed, taking your non injured hand.

"Are you alright, my love?" Harry asked, and you frowned slightly, furrowing your eyebrows.

"My love? When did that happen?"

Harry slowly frowned, "You don't remember us?"

You shook your head, "No..."

He sighed, "Oh."

Ron frowned, "Well, you're lucky your head didn't hit the ground, or you might not be able to walk anymore."

Hermione hit Ron on the arm, "Her head did hit the ground, Ronald."

"Oh."

You bit your lip, looking up at Harry.

"I'm sorry Harry... I wish I could remember."

He shook his head, "Don't be sorry, Y/N. We'll figure this out together. I promise."

You nodded, wiping your tears with your other hand, feeling a slight sting from the broken bone.

Hermione came over, "Do you need anything?"

You shook your head slightly, "No thank you, 'Mione."

"Alright then, Y/N. I'll see you later. Get better soon." She said, smiling at you, taking Ron's hand, and leaving the room.

Ginny patted your uninjured leg, "I have to go, but please get better."

You nodded, "Thanks, Gin."

"I'll visit you tomorrow, okay?"

You nodded, "Sure."

She smiled, waving goodbye to you before leaving the room.

Harry sighed, sitting back down next to you, taking your hand again, "So, what do you remember?" He asked, and you looked away from him, thinking.

You couldn't look at him, his eyes wide and full of sadness.

"I remember last year, the day after I passed my O.W.L.S. I remember getting ready to celebrate with you guys..." You muttered, staring at the wall.

You looked over to see Harry crying.

"Oh, Harry..." You whispered, "You're crying."

He nodded slowly, "I'm sorry, Y/N. I shouldn't cry."

You reached up, stroking his cheek softly. "It's alright. I will remember eventually. I mean, there has to be a reason as to why I fell for you in the first place. Tell me about us... Maybe that will help me remember."

His shoulders slumped, but he took a deep breath and looked up to meet your gaze. "Well, we met in our first year at Hogwarts. I was in the library, and you walked in. I thought you were the most beautiful person in the whole world. But, I was way too shy to say anything... For six years." He muttered, and you gently rubbed his hand with yours.

"On the day I had asked you out, we went to Hogsmeade, and I told you how much I liked you. That night, you kissed me for the first time."

You blushed, hearing his words, yet... None of it sounded familiar. It felt as though someone else was telling this story. It was like you were listening to your best friend tell you a story, when in reality, you were there. Your mind felt fuzzy, like you were underwater.

"Did you really like me?" You asked, and he nodded, "What else happened?"

He shrugged slightly, "We started dating, and after a couple months, I asked you to be my girlfriend. And, you said yes." He spoke, smiling, remembering the moment clearly. "Then, you asked me to marry you."

You blinked, "I did?"

He nodded, "Yeah, you were tired, delirious from studying all night, and you asked me. Obviously I said yes, but that we have to wait a while." He chuckled.

You smiled sadly, you wished that you could remember all of it. But, you knew you would. You just had to take it slow, and maybe one day, you would remember everything.

"We'll take this... One day at a time." You spoke, and Harry nodded, pressing a soft kiss to your hand.

"Yeah... One day at a time."

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #harry potter x female reader #fluff #cute #slight angst #harry potter fanfic #hp fandom #hogwarts #harry potter series #hermione #ron #ginny

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a-kaash-me-outside · 11 months

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Dear Tori,

I would love to give my utmost thank from venus to saturn, from my heart to yours that you have cooked the story so well I almost choked from my own giggles when reading ABD (Gosh, I'm such a…). I am writing this way due to how disappointed I am for turning into a whore for Samu, because fuck. Will I leave Tsumu for Samu though? I don't even want to know the answer for that. But both of them can take me anytime. Idc. I hope I'm able to recover once this series ends.

ANYWAY ON A SERIOUS NOTE THOUGH, I have read chapter 1 two weeks ago. I was about to send you this anon message (as per usual) but somehow I was tired from work, and when I have the time to express my feral emotions for him, somehow, some way, the tumblr app shut down on me and I think God don't want me to say anything I typed before and send it to you (although I stayed anon for a quite some time now).

I don't remember much what I wrote but I remember on how excited I feel when you're back and well, and posting the first chapter of ABD. Again, your writing is so easy for me to understand and capture the scene in my head (yes, even the smut. Can't blame me for being so turned on LMAO AKSJFBGUSGFUGFIUGAIF). I'm typing this using my laptop because HAHA I don't want the Tumblr app on my phone closing on me again because I have to retyped everything. Then, I wouldn't sound and look genuine enough because truly, I REALLY REALLY love your writing style. You could write a book/novel and I'll be there to pre-order it ON THE SPOT!! But I do remember that I relate most of your words to Taylor Swift lyrics from her latest album Midnights. "Just the stars aligning or somethin'" sjdbjsbdvjasivbisbjsdjsb MASTERMIND I SEE YOU (sorry a swifitie here). and for them to be in the same room at the SAME TIME (in the club). My HEART CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. (You should give it a listen or just read the lyrics if you haven't heard of it yet! I see the vision from there hehe :3)

Anyway, I'm glad you're back and healthy (hopefully you are boo), please do rest and drink a lot of water due to changes of the weather. If it's too hot, wear lighter clothes. If it's cold, wear something warm. Sorry, mother mode on. We all understand your situation no matter what Tori! if those who don't I hope they stepped on a lego and their socks are wet from within. Take ALL the rest you need Tori, we will still be here for you until you're back! <3

P.S: I hope Samu go down on y/n though, let him teach y/n what 'forever' feels like because the last chapter I was sooooo sad for Samu because he really want y/n SO BAD JISDBBSVIBISBVIB, God, the things I do for him. But then again, if it were REALLY me though? I would behave the same way because playing hard to get, being anxious, playing by the rules, and anxious……. is so me. But saying that y/n will also breaking her own rules is what I'm rooting for because FFFFFF YES YOU SHOULD DUHHHH!!!

P.S.S: Good smut Tori. I can rest in peace now. I love how this series are more like a slow burn but not so slow burn. First chapter already getting fucked. 5 stars. 10/10 review from me. Also, I'm sorry for the long messages. Have a good day/night Tori!!

-sn

OMGOMGOMG. this is so much /pos. T-T crying. ily ily ily. omg. these mean SO MUCH TO ME. love it. and aww ty for the kind words. i am feeling all better!!!!!!!!!!! so! no more worries there~! i am insanely busy for the summer with travel and BLAH. so i'll be a bit spotty with replies and stuff, but still here and reading everyone's stuff I love it

T-T

look i did say that its literally like full of smut. i wasn't LYING BABE.

#shut up tori #asks!#sn!#abd convo!

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truc0nfessionz · 1 year

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i feel really depressed today

i feel emotional. drained. empty. craving.

it's weird. i have the most perfect life, the life i always dreamed about, but somedays like today i'm really sad.

today, i feel lonely. my girlfriend is in san antonio today (where she lives) and the absence without her seems massive.

yesterday, we got in a disagreement unexpectedly.

and for those 2 reasons, i can't help but wonder if i'm putting too much into this.

i can't help but wonder if maybe i should keep more to myself.

i used to be a person with hobbies. a girl with goals, a vision, things to do.

and suddenly, i'm feeling like a lady in waiting.

when she's here, i'm great. i'm 1000%. i'm on my shit. but when she's gone, it's really hard to bear.

i feel empty. i feel lonely. i feel sad.

all i want is to be with her, and i feel like that might not be a good thing.

am i losing who i am?

what about me? the things i want, crave, and dream of?

i need to get back to being who i am - being a creative, being a nurturer, being a pioneer. i want to feel deeply connected to my being, instead of what's outside of it.

also, i can't help but feel pain about the fact that avia is continuously trying to reach out to me to speak. honestly, there's nothing that she could say that would posses me to hear her out. I completely understand that she was in a bad state of mind when she attacked me, and also, i'm not willing to put myself back into that situation when i don't think she's in a better state of mind now. honestly, i don't care whether she is or not.

she's basically lauren. she won't take my silence as an answer and wants to continuously push on other avenues to get me to engage in some way.

but for avia specifically, i will adamantly decline to participate, whether she's healed or not. the truth is, i did NOTHING but help this person. so i don't have space for them to tell me how 'terrible' it was to have been given a fucking shot in your career that you didn't deserve. i'm good. she can tell that to her therapist.

i am grateful to the universe for always removing the toxic people from around me that don't need to be there. as much as i want to scream obscenities about avia and wish her unwell, i'll let the universe take care of that for me. the truth is, i hope she gets exactly what she deserves. i hope that the energy she's spent pursuing and harassing me is returned to her in the way that the universe determines appropriate. and most of all, like everyone else who's ever harmed me, i hope she learns. i hope she figures out that when you spread hate in this world you will always lose. and i hope she relearns that lesson as many times as necessary for her journey.

i'm pained that even though i do my damndest to only give pure energy - to only give love and light - that i still find myself being taken advantage of and attacked by others. that hurts my soul because i know i don't deserve this. i wasted precious energy on these people, and they tried to drag me down to hell.

but i am thankful for the lessons i've learned on them. i don't owe anyone a second chance, a third chance, or a 33rd chance (in lauren's case). i determine when you've had enough of my energy, and for these two narcissistic, sociopathic drama queens - truly, i've given enough.

the energy these people contribute is evil. it's out of flow with the universe and it's energy i don't have time to absorb or entertain. i wish them the best, and i wish to never see or interact with them in any way again.

i also manifest purpose. i seek the signs of guidance from the universe. i wonder deeply if i'm on the right path, and maintain faith that if i weren't, i would feel it and i would know.

yesterday, ivy and i disagreed about threesomes. honestly, i was instantly defensive because it felt like B all over again. this is an experience i've never in my life had, and as i said out loud yesterday, agreeing to be with ivy means that i know i will never have it.

i told her i'm okay with that. and i'm fairly certain that it's true.

but do i wonder if someday i'll wonder? i really do. i wonder that a lot.

i understand ivy's perspective fully - she only wants me to want her, and i do. but i wonder if someday i may want to explore something new, and she is adamantly against that occurring.

and on the other hand, i'm also irritated by ivy's sudden interest in hanging out with her classmates - half of which (LITERALLY HALF) have a fucking crush on her. now they're doing lunches and the movies and shit. like, oh sorry, i didn't realize that suddenly these random 19 year old girls were so important that you're considering reducing your time with me to hang out with them....

yeah, not sure if i'm cool with that.

and finally, my sister really irked the shit out of me this weekend. she agreed to watch my dog, then proceeded to NOT pick up my dog's food and instead feed her some random shit all weekend. which is fine, except for the fact that I AM THE ONE who would have to deal with the dog having an upset stomach after the fact.

literally, she would never do that to anyone else's dog, and i feel majorly disrespected that she would pull that with mine.

i feel fucking taken advantage of on all of these fronts. i know i don't deserve any of this energy, and i want to fight against the slightest notion that i'll accept any of it.

and so, while i'll always carry a torch of light, love and growth - i won't be fucked with this year. i will adamantly decline to participate in spaces that don't have my best interest at heart. and i can't take anything less than that, because i don't deserve it.

weirdly, i had flashbacks about aziza today. i guess this is around the time where our situationship was pretty intense last year. i haven't envisioned her mind so clearly in my face in such a long time. it almost, for a moment, made me miss her.

and while our ending was bullshit, i truly and sincerely hope she's doing well. i hope she learned something from our encounter. somedays, i still wonder about the lesson i learned from her. but i don't dwell on whether or not i should have done so. that would be counterproductive.

but damn, all these little pains in the past few years sometimes feel like they compound down on me at once. how could so many people look at my face, feel my energy and proceed to give me their worst? what did i do in each encounter to deserve this treatment?

if i'm honest, that shit with aziza and with shawn hurt a lot. and obviously, i still have massive pain over B. massive, massive, massive.

i know that the best revenge you can possibly give is to have a fantastic life without someone, but damn, sometimes i want something more satisfying than that.

sometimes, i want to hurt these people the way they hurt me. but i know in my heart it wouldn't make me feel better. i'm not like them, and that's my gift. their curse is that they'll always be themselves, with this energy to give.

please lord and universe, give peace to my heart. show me the signs of where i should be. and support my success in each endeavor i undertake.

#self check #5.1.23

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oddidocx · 1 year

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dear, friend a

i've been wanting to write you a letter. of course, i would never let the wanting show. but i hate myself for not being able to greet you and hate myself even more when at the times it was so intense i also can't form a proper sentence–all there's left is just a helpless feeling with a grain of regret. i want to tell you how my year went as badly as i want to hear how yours went. but since you're not here to tell, then i'll share mine instead.

friend a, i think i had the better year of my life. this year was it–the happiness i've dreamed and once wondered if it would ever happen at all. i earned my degree. i landed on two internships at two respectable companies. i finally had enough money to buy things on my own; books, concert tickets, beauty products, clothes, and so many more. with that money, i was also able to bring my cats and the stray cats in front of my house to a better health. it cost a fortune, as you may have guessed, but i felt no regret. i felt so fulfilled and accomplished.

i went to four concerts this year, can you believe it? last year i didn't dare hoping to attend one, but i managed to go on four! and with my own money at that! those nights were arguably the best things that happened to me this year. even though i wasn't able to get out of bed the next morning, my body was all sore, and my mind was still somewhere else, they were still experiences where a new word of extreme happiness must be invented to be able to describe them. one of them, i had under the rain. it was practically a storm and my phone bathed in it. i think it's a miracle that it's still functioning perfectly until now.

i also went to korea this year. i observed how different they are from the people in our country. they walk so fast, friend a! their train and buses are always on time. the city is clean, the air is fresh, the wind is so chilly sometimes it feels like it stabs my eyes. and, oh, the beauty commercials don't lie, all of them have great skin. now i understand the beauty pressure they have to go through, because everyone is beautiful. i walked among the crowd and i wanted to dress myself as a mummy.

there was one time when i was waiting for the bus. this old man was sitting beside me and from my peripheral vision, i couldn't help but notice that something was bothering him. but since i wasn't in my own country, i didn't dare to look and decided to mind my own business. a couple of seconds later, the old man asked me, "dari indonesia?". and i was so shocked that he spoke in bahasa. i told him yes, and he asked when did i arrive and when will i go back home. he then told me his story that he used to work in indonesia for 9 years with his wife and that's how he learned the language. he said all of this with a very warm smile and we continued to have a short conversation in bahasa. i was very happy, friend a, to make acquaintance with the old man. moreover, i felt somehow honored and proud that he was fidgeting because he wanted to talk to me. to me, at that time, he was almost like a little kid. sadly, the bus came before we could continue. he bid me goodbye and wished me a safe travel. friend a, i had only known him for less than five minutes, but as i saw the bus drifting away, i couldn't help but feel a sort of loss in my heart, but at the same time hopeful for i didn't know what. perhaps it was because i knew that it was something that would only happen to me once in a long time and i felt sad that the moment has ended yet hopeful that something like that might occur again.

the next day i went shopping in namdaemun with my sister. it's a very popular shopping district in seoul. the street was filled with cute cafes, expensive restaurants, fashion boutiques, photobooths, everything. i was looking for some bucket hats when i turned around and saw that my sister was speaking to a shop owner. before i continue, my sister has been studying korean independently you should see her duolingo streaks. she was conversing with this very warm old man who owns the souvenir shop. he told her that she spoke good korean and turned to me asking if i knew korean too. i told him that i didn't know korean but i could speak a little japanese. and he suddenly spoke to me in japanese! i was startled i immediately lost every japanese word i had ever known and made a fool out of myself. he was only laughing warmly, not a slight mockery was found in his voice. he told me and my sister that we could come back again if we wanted to learn korean or japanese or if we wanted to look around. again, friend a, i wanted to cry at that very moment. don't you ever want to cry when someone offers you such kindness?

friend a, i've also been roaming around the internet. i made friends, some i keep very close to me. i went by another name–one you don't call me by–and chat more often with my internet friends than my real life friends. sometimes, i forgot how my internet friends don't know the name you know me by. sometimes i got embarrassed of that name. for some reason, the other name i was displaying to the internet represents a cooler, more social, and fun person. and i was afraid they will be confused on who i was when i was not the person who holds that name.

i have such a long time to contemplate about this. but friend a, i wish you met me now and not years ago. you would be proud of me. i wish you didn't have to see the ugly parts of me and only witness the me who have found pieces of peace little by little. maybe then i was able to call you without having my past action haunt me in the back of my mind inciting that i was being embarrassing. i couldn't even wish you a happy birthday because i felt like i had no more right to do so. i didn't know how our bond was severely injured. i wonder who did this to us?

so yes, this was the better year of my life, but it wasn't the best. for it to be the best, it needs to have you in it. happy new year :)

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you-rosy · 2 years

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Me and My Try-hard Era

If you're going to ask how's the life of every person born in 1999, and how they are 9months into 2022, one word that will immediately pops in mind is "what happen? Oh. Nothing is happening."

Because it is. I sadly write in my diary.

This year, I am already 23 years old and nothing by far huge and extraordinary has happened. Im still as stuck ad I am when I was 22 years old.

When I was 21.

When I was 20.

Not that we count all our days pointless. We are actually happy in school. School,albeit its ineffectiveness, my college days has been a blessed era because my class is cool. Everyone's funny and light and we all just socialize with real ease.

I can still remember how super nice my class is. We were all classmates since first year, we don't have that shuffle kind that happen in other colleges or in other school. Or in other countries. To be honest, I am not really that aware of anyone's system of things except the ones that I am in.

Now this is going to be a lot of blab and forgive me if it gets you bored. But, telling my once super nice era of schooling has been really freeing that my reality now, as of 2022 has been nothing but bitterness and jealousy, being closed inside house, no work,no friends, and above all daydreams that had stayed as daydream becuase time just stop caring about making our visions happen.

Maybe, we need to work hard first. That's the contract.

And I am super tired of it. And this is gonna be a rant!

But i dont wanna rant at the beginning of this book although i would very much like to do it all the wayy since i haven't seen any authors yet who writes full rant.

And Im going to be first. And i don't fucking care.

However,although I know that I like plain honesty and real life truthfulness

My life at 23 years old didn't go all bored and pathetic and nothing.

I actually did understand things from people's lives and behavior and us as a human collective. How we live.

Its just that.. I haven't gotten any job that lasted.

How come is that when we,as people readers think we're capable and yet when we go out there, we're going to face a hell lot of rejections

Although i am not sure if its me who is unreasonably picky in job salary but i wanted double the regular salary in my country. And i dont have any experience yet. What i have though is that, i believe there is a job that existed like that: something that will pay me double the usual rate we get from BPOs.

And BPO are call center agents. You know, those people who handle calls from angry customers 8 hours a day.

I want a job that's not bpo, but that pays atleast double the rate they are getting. That's my minimum. But today, I am starting to lose confidence in my belief of finding one and that perhaps I'm delusional. And that there's no work that works like that.

Universe wont let me walk the easy path.

'That's not how you learn about perseverance.'

And I am aware, that I, as a 23 years old is somehow stubborn to serve capitalistic organizations. I just feel that I shouldn't work for them. And that's where the wrong comes in. That's why I am not getting any work, and not saving up, becuase i dont want to suffer first.

Sacrifice I think.

But its hard when you already know what you want. And yet...

I still dont have money. I am thinking sometimes maybe i'll just start writing all my failures, and write every real life suck moments that happening in pursuit of dream, becuase they happen.

And that not all of Paulo Coelho's words in The Alchemist can be applied once YOURE on the start of your dream. Becuase even though people after people have said it and talk about it on social media, I'm still going to say it from my fucking perspective:

Living and trying a dream has some bonus of you,experience real shit. And not mere shit but shit that gets your confidence gone a little, that gets you from 'optimistic' to 'realistic',and you begin to become more and more sad in some days (which you dont do before when you aren't still looking for a job).

I begin seeing myself uncapable. That opportunities don't come to me because they don't see me deserving. And opportunities for me, are like these unexpected job offers or money-making that looks nice.

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Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Episode 6: Shibuya Incident

Trying to write this post while a weird pirate clown stares me down from the side of my screen is certainly distracting, but I'll get it done. Today's episode covers a "lost" chapter from the end of JJK S1, as well as 'A Taste of Things To Come' and the beginning parts of 'Evening Festival'. Not a lot to talk about, but I still think it's worth it to go through it.

First of all, what's with these character designs? They looked so much better in that final episode of Gojo's past than they do here. I'll admit that Nobara's eyes have something a little odd going on with the eyelashes, but it's rather trivial compared to the messy art of this episode.

Seriously, I had thought we'd have been safe with the pre-existing designs thanks to this, but at one point or another, not just the entire personality of the characters but the quality of the designs themselves are stripped. And I'm not sure why when there's not a massive amount of stuff going on this episode?

Like, Nobara looks really good in this scene, but then you take a look at this still from later on in the episode and it's just???

Now, I understand that she's further away in the latter scene, but she doesn't move at all during this sequence. Like, zero movement from her in this cut aside from her mouth, so I don't get why she looks so bad.

To cut a long story short though, this sort of on model trouble in the first episode back isn't the greatest thing to show if you want to have viewers be confident in the ability for the team to deliver.

What does inspire confidence though, oddly enough, is the added scenes and work in the front half of the episode. Todo and Mei Mei's ping pong match was stretched out surprisingly far (as well as the whole Yuko thing), but you don't really lose anything from it. I think there's some weirder moments, but overall the direction gets to comfortably play around with it and succeeds rather well.

And for anyone that's read any of my previous posts on JJK S2, I'm sure I've mentioned it at least once before. The direction for the added and extra scenes tends to exceed the ingenuity and creative vision for the adapted sequences. This production really values that more "art" approach, but struggles a lot when meshing it with the core of JJK.

I think a good example of trying to mix that art with the core of JJK is the Yuko backstory scene. Not the greatest segue, since it's not about direction but instead sound design/OST, but still. They play this warm and "emotional" track to try and emphasize the emotions of the sequence, but that's not the point.

The point is the simplicity of the moment itself. That Itadori didn't pick Yuko because of her looks or anything that really has to do with standards for beauty in society, but rather pieces of her character and personality. He didn't sit there thinking hard on it, he didn't say it like it was something profound. He spoke his mind and what he said struck a chord in Yuko's heart. They missed the tune and context of the interaction by trying to make it something bigger than it was meant to be.

Also, I'm just not really a fan of Yuko's character design. All of the new designs for this season have just rubbed me the wrong way and really feel like they don't capture the characters. Sure, Choso was an atrocity last season, and Megumi might have had those luscious eyelashes (which I loved, so sad to see them go), but on the whole? The S1 designs bring more of the energy of the characters to life.

I have a hard time explaining it, but it just feels like where S1 was able to capture Gege's energy, S2 falls rather flat on all fronts.

Past that? I'm not really sure to be honest, the episode doesn't really get that far into Evening Festival, so there's not a whole lot to comment on. I like some of the direction, it's less focused on that appeal to "art" and instead aims to heighten the experience of the moments. Maybe a hard thing to draw a line in the sand on, but I think a good example is how aware the direction is of space during the Geto/Mahito vs Mechamaru. It does a really good job of building the tension of the interaction up.

But.... that's about where my praise really ends for most of this sequence. The action sort of falls flat, and they commit to some of the most painful pitfalls of fighting a horde. I don't mind that they extended the fight scene, but I do mind that it was weakly choreographed.

Before that though, I just dislike this piece from the beginning of the fight. Like with some of the other pieces, the animation doesn't really "exist". Rather, it's just drawn out or left hanging for a while on the screen. But that's not actually the issue, it's how this one is drawn. The Mechamarus just sorta show up. Doesn't make sense, and doesn't at all take advantage of or understand the context of the situation. They were hidden in the coils and hoses leading to Kokichi, and as such climbed out from them to engage Mahito.

It's not the biggest thing ever, but it totally passes up the opportunity for some good looking horror, and glosses over the important notion that Kokichi had been preparing for this the whole time.

Anyways, cardinal sin of fighting in a horde, send one or two at a time instead of all at once to try and overwhelm your opponent. The scene is extended purely with this tactic, and it feels pointless when Mahito just swats them all away at the end anyways. Why entertain them when they're that weak?

Just to backpedal to Kokichi's pre-planning and whatnot, they seem to have a hard time with the significance of his character. I might be being picky here though, because it is shown, you'd just never know unless you were looking for it. When Kokichi is talking about having watched everything, in the manga it's Miwa that is center stage, not Mahito. Just kinda irks me when they move on to then play up Miwa's importance to Kokichi not long after. Just the sorta thing that has me wondering, "do you really get the point of it?".

Oh, what's that? You can just barely make out the Miwa sequence at the bottom of this image? Yeah, me too. On the first watch I thought it wasn't there at all, so I had to go back and check all the feeds to see if she was there. She was, just for less than a second and at the bottom of the screen.

Anyways, this is what was displayed in the manga. I think the anime visual is super cool, but I can't understand why the messed with the importance of Miwa in the first scene, but put even more focus in the next? The entire idea is that Miwa was his center of attention, that she's the one he was always watching over.

Also... I don't really want to be that guy, but I'm here anyways. Kokichi's first attack just ain't got it like the manga does. The pose and expressing just looks kinda goofy in comparison, and doesn't really sell the point that rather than controlling Ultimate Mechamaru, he's piloting it.

And that's where the episode ends. Let's about some loose stuff then!

The soundtrack. The good songs are re-used, the new stuff is not so great and has less of a style holding it together. Maybe as we get into the season we'll see better use of it, but the only really good track is Mechamaru's/Kokichi's prior to the Ultimate Mechamaru. The digital sound works well considering Kokichi's style and technique.

The animation was overall good, but compared to just Gojo's past is relatively lacking. Slow movements, limited layouts that constrict the flow of combat. It's not putting much on display at all really. I know it's most likely because they're saving it for later, so I really hope it's just a one off for the least important episode.

And now, the big fun one: the opening and ending. I can't say much because spoilers, but something was really bothering me while I watched both. They're good, the opening screams of Yuuki Kamiya like their work normally does, but overall I'd say it's inferior to OP1 for S2 (which they also did). But more than seeming like Kamiya's work with the opening, both reminded me greatly of the OP2/ED2 for season 1. Go back and take a look. The overall flow and style are very oddly similar, even with stuff like the endings both being about the daily life of the characters through the lens of a camera. Just something that struck me as very odd and repetitive, when the first OP/ED suite for S2 was rather strong and had its own identity. Anyways, I'll probably cover them in detail later/at the end of the season.

Overall, this doesn't really do anything to inspire confidence in me. I think in parts it does better than the previous five episodes, namely in how truthful it stays to Gege's style and appeal, but at the same time I feel like lacking with stuff like animation or overall consistency (which even though the designs were not good, they were at least consistent through Gojo's past... for the most part). We'll see what happens once we enter the Evening Festival in full with the next episode, but I don't have any words of assurance or confidence in how well things will go.

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