#fun to write but utterly disappointing to read.

[cinnbar-bun]

Nasini El Donya (Make me Forget the World) [Crocodile x Reader]

Summary: You are his world. The place he's the most comfortable in. You are his sanctuary and his peace. Words alone cannot do you justice.

Notes: GN!Reader. MENA!Croc and Reader but this honestly negligible this is just me being self-centered. Features Impel Down Croc and after. Established relationship. Some fun Arabic translation notes at the end!

A/n: I cried twice writing this, don't look at me. This fic was inspired by the song of the same name as this fic by Ragheb Alama. It's a beautiful song I recommend listening to it while reading this.

Word Count: ~2.4k (not counting translation note)

You can read this on my AO3 here!

Locked away from the world, in solitude and in isolation, the once fearsome warlord was left alone to pay for his crimes. The famed and beloved hero of Alabasta had been exposed as nothing but a deceitful monster. Crocodile’s luck had run out as he was rendered to this dirty and depressing cell, a far cry from the luxurious rooms that were seized after his arrest. 

He had it all, once upon a time. Strength, wealth, and fame that allowed him the opportunity to rise to the top. It was so close. He was so close. 

But close was not close enough, and his whole life had crashed down. 

Impel Down was hell. The layers and levels in this prison were torture. 

Alone he stayed in Level 6- the “Eternal Hell”. The name didn’t do this place justice, he thought. 

He’d rather be burned, forced to do manual labor, made to run through the spikes and bleed. Instead, he was made to sit. Sit and do nothing. Sit and wait for death to claim him. Sit and wonder where you were. Sit and think about how you were. 

Did you escape? Did you manage to get to the hideout safely? Were you doing alright? Did you miss him as much as he missed you? 

Days of nothingness blurred together into a constant reminder of his emptiness without you. This wasn’t the plan. This was never supposed to be the plan. He was supposed to be out there with you, holding you, taking you as his partner, his lover, and making you stand beside him as you two were proclaimed the rulers of Alabasta. You two were supposed to make your Utopia together. 

He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes.  

“Crocodile,” your gentle voice called out. Logically, this never should’ve been possible. Yet, in his weakened state, he held out for the one chance that you were there, in front of him, calling to him. 

“Yes?” He swung his head to you, only to realize that no one was there. He swallowed roughly, his heart caught in his throat and his face revealing his disappointment and shock. The prisoner in the cell across from him gave him a sadistic grin, as if recognizing Crocodile’s condition. Crocodile snapped out of his thoughts and glared at the prisoner before turning his body around, letting his back face the prison bars. 

Damn it, he was losing it in here. His cuffed hands rummaged through his pocket, and he took out a torn and scratched picture one of the jailers had tossed to him from his wallet. He recognized that picture, of course. Crocodile had taken this beautiful, candid photo of you at a sunny resort. You were in your swimwear, the sunshine beaming down on you but still looking so utterly dull compared to the radiance of your smile. He could still smell the salt from the water and feel the heat from the sun. If he closed his eyes, he could pretend. 

He cradled the picture gently, careful to not let it be torn up even more. The jailers had treated it poorly, threatening to rip it in front of him before they cackled in his face and threw it at him, reminding him of the fact he’d never see you again. A sick, twisted ploy, but one that at least gave him a piece of you.

This was the last item of you he had. The only thing in here of you that he could keep, the only reminder of the outside world he would no longer be able to see. 

How he wished to see the sun again with you. How he wished to have lunch with you when the sun was at its peak. How he wished to enjoy a sunset with you and eat dinner together. How he wished he could have spent one more night with you, holding you, kissing you, loving you- committing you to memory so he could say sorry and kiss you goodbye. 

He gazes down at your picture and his face hardens. There’s so many things he wished he could have said to you. Death would be far more pleasant than this regret he feels piling up and weighing down his heart. 

His mind wanders. If he could see you again, what would he say? 

I miss you? Not quite. That’s nothing like what he wants to say. 

I knew I’d see you again? Even he cannot find enough strength within him to fake his bravado. He can’t do that. That can’t be what he says. 

I love you? 

I love you. I love you. I love you. 

But that’s not enough. “I love you” was too little. Too mundane, too simple for what he felt. 

You were life itself. The very breath he inhaled and the very beat of his heart. The energy to get up in the morning, the will to make something out of a new day, the light in his eyes. 

You were… everything. 

Seeing you in the photo again, his fingers lightly brushed over your cheek, as if it could replicate the feel of your skin. 

You were life. You were what made life worth living. What made loving worth it. Without you, life was empty, cold, and devoid of feeling, just like how he was before you had crossed paths with him. 

That day was beautiful, the day he had met you. He didn’t quite understand it back then, but ever since that day, he looked back on your meeting and was thankful he bumped into you. What an idiot he was that day. 

If he had known better- he would have courted you sooner. Bought you everything and more. Confessed and been more honest with you. Said “I love you” more. Complimented you more. Enjoyed dining and living with you to the fullest. He would’ve stopped working as hard, would’ve made sure to spend every vacation and break with you. Hell, if you asked, he probably would’ve even thrown out his plans for Utopia. What Utopia could ever exist if you were not a part of it? 

Rotting away deep in hell, he had nothing to show for all the work he had devoted the years to. All the plans he made were ruined and tarnished. Worst of all, he had no way to see you or even make sure you were alive. 

His eyelids felt heavy and weak as he pressed the picture to his chest, where his heart would normally be. He took a deep breath and tried to imagine you and remember the times he spent with you. At least he could have something to reminisce on when in here. 

His breathing slowed down as the thoughts of you made him grow more weary. His heart was heavy without you there to uplift him. 

Having lost everything and with nothing more to do, Crocodile pressed his hands together. 

For the first time in his life, Crocodile began to pray. Begging wordlessly to anyone, anything, if they could grant him some form of salvation and allow him to see you one more time. And if he were to be denied, then at least let you be safe, far away from him and his mess. 

When his eyes met yours, he has to check if you were real and not another figment of his imagination. He freezes. 

Please… don’t be another illusion. Don’t give me hope. Don’t let me imagine this-

“Crocodile!” You call his name, dashing to him with incredible speed. He’s trembling, stuck in the same place he was in as if his feet were in quicksand. You jump into his arms, causing him to nearly topple over as he wraps his arms tightly around you. He practically lifts you off the ground as he pulls you in closer, wanting to melt into you. 

“(Y/n)...” he whispers your name like a prayer. Crocodile takes a look at your face, those beautiful eyes that lead him astray every time reflecting his relieved self. You are real. You are alive. You’re here, in front of him, right now, right here. 

All the words he wished to say disappear and vanish from his mind. 

What words could he even say to accurately tell you just how much he missed you? What could describe the absolute hell he was in without you? Was there anything to relay how he was desperately wishing to see you and be yours again? 

He doesn’t know if he should say or do anything, but thankfully, you make the choice for him. You cradle his cheek in your hand and lean in to press a kiss to his lips. He can hardly recognize the feel of it, simply melting into your touch and your passion as he embraces you closer. His right hand trembles against your back as it slowly makes its way to your head to feel your hair. 

You’re real, my god, you’re real! The confirmation that you’re indeed real and touching him makes his heart jump. He finally feels light as he is reunited with you, the life he was deprived of in that hell and the war gone from mind. In his arms, there is only peace. Only you, you who nourishes his soul like a dehydrated man finally finding an oasis in the desert. 

You two break away from the kiss, the hand in your hair working itself back to caress your cheek with his thumb. He is lost in your eyes, not wanting to break away a single moment in order to have you in his vision for eternity. 

Crocodile lets out a shaky breath, shaking his head silently as he forgoes the words he was attempting to speak. 

In a weak voice, all he can muster for you, in his mother tongue, “There is so much of you in my heart.” 

Your eyes widen at what he says while his thumb continues to run over your cheek. “Dear?” 

“I dreamt of seeing you again and again, (Y/n). I was in hell without you every night,” he confessed. His jaw clenches as he tries to contain himself. “I thought I had lost you for good in there.” 

“You could never lose me,” you answer, your voice steady. 

“I’m grateful for that. I die in you. You hold my life in your hands, dear. Don’t let me live another day in this world without you.” 

You bury your face into his chest, his black suit getting wrinkled due to you clenching and tugging on his shirt. Your eyes water as you listen to his proclamations of love to you. 

“Crocodile…”

“You bury me,” he murmurs, his deep voice rumbling in his chest as you can feel the heavy thumping of his heartbeat against his ribcage. He is alive, he is here, embracing you. No more lonely nights without your husband. 

No more returning to that darkness, to that awful place that awaited you two before. He hoists you into his arms bridal style, careful to make sure his hook does not scrape you. 

“Where are we going?” You ask. 

“Anywhere you want. Name a place. The world is open for you to see, and I will take you wherever. You don’t need to even lift a finger or have a single worry in your mind. I will prove to you every day just how much I adore you.” 

You look gobsmacked after hearing his answer and think for a brief second. 

“I just want to go home with you. That is all.” 

“But you’ve been stuck there for months. Don’t you want to leave and get out?” Crocodile incredulously. You shake your head. 

“I have not been home since the day you left,” you reply. Your statement makes him nearly drop to his knees. 

“What have I done to deserve you?” He asks rhetorically. He cradles you in his arms and begins to take a step towards the house he had bought earlier to shelter you in case of any failed plans. 

The house was smaller than the one you two shared in Alabasta, back when everyone wanted to be on his good side and offered you two gifts. It was plain, still well taken-care of thanks to your efforts, but drastically plain. Yet compared to the travesty that was Impel Down, this boring escape house was practically heaven. 

“I’m sorry, this house is a mess and I didn’t decorate it like-”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead to quietly interrupt you. “I don’t care about the decorations, dear. I don’t care about that. I can’t care about it when I am finally seeing you again.” 

“You really don’t?” 

“No. I’d rather focus on you. You are what really matters to me. I spent months worrying if you were even alive while I was locked away.” 

He carries you to your bedroom, carefully laying you on the silk sheets he had procured for you. He moves to run his hook through your hair before you caress the gold object. He pauses as your fingers tenderly remove the hook from his arm, an activity granted only to you. His devotion and trust in you is known by how he relaxes despite you taking the large weapon he always has on him away. None are allowed to see this side of him but you. 

He presses more kisses all over your face, wanting to feel and capture every feature of you. Your eyelids, your nose, your cheeks, your forehead, your jaw- he can’t get enough. You have him spellbound and addicted to you. 

When it comes to you, he throws the world aside and casts his eyes only to you. There is no greater joy in his life than seeing your beautiful face and that lovely smile adorn your lips, especially if he was the one who caused it. There’s no one like you roaming this world, and frankly, he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Crocodile places another feather-soft kiss to your lips. 

“I’m home, my love. You’ll never have to have another worry in your life. I’ll do everything I can to make it right,” he whispers before diving in to kiss you again. 

His senses are overcome with your existence as he closes his eyes and embraces the feel of being reconnected with you. 

The outside world simply ceases to exist whenever he is in your presence.

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Translation notes:

So Arabic is a very dramatic and poetic language. A lot of the nuance isn't really captured in English but I'll do my best to explain some of these. I think "there is so much of you in my heart" is pretty self-explanatory so I'll skip that one.

"I die in you": Similar to something akin to "I love you to death", but more dramatic.

"You bury me": I know this sounds super depressing or kind of threatening (especially from Crocodile), but this is a term of endearment that we use. It's basically Crocodile saying he loves you so much that he wants to die first so he will never have to live a day without you.

Anyways, that's all for today! Thank you and I hope you enjoyed this fic and this mini Arabic lesson :)!

#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece oneshots #crocodile x reader #sir crocodile #sir crocodile x reader #x reader #reader insert

[suiseisyojo]

Hi! I read your love potion HC and it was so beautiful ❤️

Can I request the same but for Jamil, Rook, Leona and Azul? (If it's too much, you can dismiss the last two)

Thanks a lot for writing such amazing things, it makes me happy to read them, I wish you a good day 👋

a/n: hii thank you so, so much! i just did jamil and rook for this part, but i'll definitely keep leona and azul in mind next time~ ♪ i had a lot of fun writing this, i hope you enjoy!

「jamil viper, rook hunt x gn!reader」 ↳ in which you accidentally drink a love potion and fall for the one who’s always harbored unrequited feelings for you. [part 1 here]cw: angst, suggestive themes (all), reader is based off rajah (jamil)

[jamil viper]

Kalim had been extremely protective over you since childhood—treating you like a little sibling, considering you one of his most important treasures. And because of this, Jamil knew early-on that he could never pursue his feelings for you. It'd be an unforgivable crime if he and you dated.

Yet, even so, he couldn't stop himself from loving you. You were more meek than Kalim ever was, the type who could go along with the flow but needed downtime and preferred a more steady, quiet afternoon. The two of you were similar that way, and you were always attuned to his feelings. You noticed his mood shifts before he could even recognize them, for example; or you knew that he'd rather have more curry on his plate than anything so you'd share yours with him.

When Jamil heard you'd drinken a love potion, panic suffused through the fissures of his body. You never, ever were suppose to eat or drink something so readily from someone else without him—the appointed poison-tester—doing so first! What were you thinking?!

"Jamil, I just want to be with you. Can we go someplace to be alone?" you asked him pleadingly, evoking shock in both Kalim and himself. It appeared that he was the one you fell for, and you were being utterly stubborn over this. You even went as far as to swipe at Kalim when he tried to interfere and get you to go with him⋯ how troublesome. But the two of them decided it was best to follow your whims, both of them doting on you as usual.

Right now, you were so docile next to him; rubbing your cheek against his arm, selflessly conceding your affections and warmth to him as you nestled up close. It was everything Jamil had coveted—from since a long, long time ago.

Jamil was accustomed to looking after Kalim, and by extension, you, who constantly got whisked away in the aforementioned prince’s mania, and chaos was deeply integrated into his daily life. So, having you cuddling into him with a lovesick, dopey grin was a needed respite. All you were doing was showering him in your tenderness, a soft yet desperate aura emanating from your being.

“It’d be nice if you could be this obedient all the time. Heh, just kidding.”

Not once did Jamil ever have any intention of controlling you, even if he’d wished to do so. Receiving your love and praise bristled exaltation over his nerves in short, feverish bursts. Yet it was simultaneously being smothered as the thoughts of his master rolled over his thoughts.

Kalim was patently disappointed that you’d chosen to spend time with Jamil alone and not him as your self-appointed older brother. As a result, even now, Jamil was considering yours and Kalim’s feelings before his own. There’s no way the entirety of Jamil’s being wasn’t sweltering with the desire to sweep you up into his arms and kiss you—despite that, he’s not going to. He can’t.

Just as that familiar, ineradicable ache crossed his heart, Jamil felt you fluidly setting your legs astride his as you straddled him on the couch. You pressed your chest against his, the hum and vibration of your jittery lungs similar to a cat’s purr, and it shook Jamil’s body along with you.

Your arms twined his neck, fingernails scraping lightly at the nape of his neck. “What are you doing? Get off,” Jamil instructed you, hands seizing your waist and feeling how you innately scorched underneath his fingers. “⋯ You don’t want to? Listen, I wasn’t asking you to.”

Jamil watched as your lips twisted into a pout, clearly displeased with his refusal, and he felt your hands grasping at his vest; then his hoodie, anywhere you could. “Still into that habit of tugging on my clothes when you want something, huh?” he sighed, only to have his heart plummet into his stomach at the sensation of your hands dipping lower, past his navel. “⋯!! Where do you think you’re touching?!”

In a swift, hurried movement, Jamil gripped your frame and lifted you up before slamming you back down onto the couch to pin you there underneath him. Hovering above you with his chest heaving, cheeks burning with an accumulation of embarrassment and ire, he glared.

“You’ll regret this, you know,” Jamil began, stuttering breaths oozing his deteriorating restraint, “I’ve always wanted you. But as a member of the Viper Clan, I could never act this way towards someone the Asim Family considers precious. You understand, right?”

As your hand came up to cup his cheek, the final grains of sand descended to the bottom of the hourglass. “I shouldn’t worry about that, huh? Well, maybe you’re right. For now, let’s start with kisses⋯ if you’re good, I don’t mind giving you something more.” 

[rook hunt]

It was a known fact that Rook had a capricious heart; even he said so himself. He was always becoming enraptured by the boundless beauty of the world around him, leading him astray from monopolizing one certain thing. That was, until, he laid eyes on you. Everything retained their everlasting beauty, yet he found himself believing you were unparalleled. It was different for him, but it wasn't as pure of love as some might think it to be.

No, Rook only had pure, unadulterated love for the things around him. Not you.

Seeing something running away from him only makes him want to chase it, he was always telling you. And so, that's what he did. Stalking and following after you, memorizing every little detail there was to know about you. Rook was still insatiable, it was never, ever enough.

He knew the potion you drank was potent, judging from how receptive you were to him and the hearts fluttering off your lashes. Rook didn't mean to hide from you the way he did, he simply wanted to observe you at first; see the way you acted as you went for love. "Rook-san, where are you? I have something very important to tell you! I might die if I don't!" A laugh fell from his lips at your cuteness—until your foot slipped when you were going down the stairs⋯!

“You were so greedy for my attention, you wound up lightly spraining your ankle searching the campus for me, mon petit chou. That won’t do, you can’t run away like a proper prey now, can you?” Rook’s voice radiated dejection, yet you felt in your chest that it was modulated to sound that way. “Or perhaps, you were hoping to be completely trapped by me?”

Seated on the bed in the infirmary, Rook sat at your feet; delicately tracing his fingers over the lurid bruise blossoming as he held onto your sole and bandaged it up for you. There was a simper curved on his lips, as if he was calculating every step of this.

It was wrong of him, but your desperate and persistent efforts to find him only made him fall for you even deeper. You were absolutely breathtaking in love, how could he resist?

As he finishes tying your bandages up nice and tautly, Rook’s lips press careful yet alluring kisses over your foot—smirking against you as he espies the goosebumps rising to your heated skin. “Très bien! That expression is quite beautiful,” Rook chuckled jubilantly, “Won’t you let me see more?”

Rook could hear the tantalizing, yet subtle change in your breathing as he glimpsed up at you with a seductive gleam in his eyes. He’d be dishoring his code as a hunter if he didn’t gluttonize you⋯ or so he told himself, too charmed with your essence bared to him.

Beginning to leave kisses up along your leg, Rook brought his mouth along every inch of you until he’d climbed up onto the bed with you and had you instinctively bucking into him. He shook his head, clicking his tongue, “Non non, mon petit chou, you shouldn’t be moving around so much. Lay back, I’ll take care of you.”

You gulped as you did as you were told, flopping your head onto the pillow in sync with Rook gently lifting your legs over his waist. Your dizzy, yearning countenance was delicious—and he was going to drive you further into the throes of pleasure.

“Did you know? When you're tainted, you become a darker color, unable to return to pure white. There’s beauty in this sort of madness, too.”

#jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #x reader #gn reader #suggestive #love potion series

[kingofbodyrolls]

BTS fic recs: 2021

I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹

If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the original fics post 💜

Also, most of these fics are smutty as hell, so minors dni.

BTS fic rec index 💜

Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, personal favorites = 💯. 

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💜Yoongi💜

⭐The Landlord 💯 by @ppersonna

// myg x f.reader // landlord!yoongi // 🥵😂

📝 your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave.  good thing your hot landlord, Yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.

🗨️ HOT HOT HOT, fucking FIRE 🔥🔥🥵

💜Jimin💜

⭐No Strings [completed series] 💯 by @kpopfanfictrash

// pjm x f.reader // f2l // 🥵

📝 It started off as such a simple question. How to know if you’re bad in bed? Of course when you asked, you didn’t imagine Jimin would actually answer.

⭐Him After All by @mercurygguk

// pjm x f.reader // s2l // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 A guy you’ve never met before scoops in and saves you from a very embarrassing situation and you can’t help but notice how cute he is.

⭐Cherry Flavored 💯 by @ppersonna

// pjm x f.reader // office!au // 🥵🥰😂

📝 When a secret admirer begins to leave messages and treats on your desk at work, your mind runs wild with 'who-dun-it’s. you’ll stop at nothing to determine the identity.

🗨️ This is just utterly sweet! 🥰

⭐Physical 💯 by @ppersonna

// pjm x f.reader // fitness instructor!jimin // 🥵🥰😂

📝 You can't seem to escape the sexy fitness instructor that seemingly is everywhere you turn. it’s enough to make you irrational.

⭐Unicorn Ride 💯 by @missgeniality

// pjm x f.reader // s2? // 🥵

📝 Hunting men down at a club is inviting disappointment with open arms. But tonight, your body has been twisted, turned and bent on every possible surface, and you might be willing to reconsider. 

🗨️ I need to take a shower now ‘kay byeeeee 🥵 The dialogue, the writing, WORDS, smut – I… I’m slightly speechless. THIS IS FUCKING GOLD! If you don’t read this gem of a fic, I don’t know what you are doing with your life but then you are missing out.

⭐Chem Miss by @kpopfanfictrash

// pjm x f.reader // university!au, TA!jimin // 🥵

📝 “You’re my TA. I’m in your class. I’m sure you don’t want to spend your Saturday night talking to me about biochem.”

💜Jungkook💜

⭐Oh My God, They Were (Quarantined) Roommates 💯 by @ot7always

// jjk x f.reader // college!au, roommates!au // 🥰🥵

📝 What do you do when you’re quarantined for months on end with Jeon Jungkook - S tier cuddler, workout robot, and thirst trap extraordinaire? Fuck him, you guess.

⭐Mind in the Gutter by @kpopfanfictrash

// jjk x f.reader // bowling!au, workplace!au, romcom, s2l  // 🥵😂

📝 Starting over is never fun. Especially not when you decide to take the phrase fully to heart; new job, new city, new coworkers and new relationships. When you are dragged to a happy hour by your new co-worker, Taehyung, you end up sitting beside a (very) cute, (very) shy IT worker named Jungkook. Several drinks later, he mentions he is in a professional bowling league with his friends and you rather enthusiastically invite yourself along. As time passes and you begin to grow closer, you still find it impossible to read Jungkook. Working in the same company and seeing each other so often, it is only so long before one of you snaps. But who?

⭐Banana Milk by @kimnjss

// jjk x f.reader // s2l // 🥵

📝 Sent to the grocery store in the middle of the day, you’d never believe who you ran into in the milk aisle. 

⭐A Date with Destiny by @missgeniality

// jjk x f.reader // idol!au, s2l // 🥵🥰😂

📝 You are a boss lady in the tech industry traveling to world for work. He is a chart-topping artist touring the globe to perform in front of millions of fans. In the cosmos of life, you are not likely to cross paths. Luckily, fate has a different plan for you two.

⭐McD*ckin 💯 by @jinned

// jjk x f.reader // slice of life, fast food worker!jk, customer!reader, s2l // 🥵😂

📝 “So, if I’m so predictable,” you tease, running your finger along his clothed chest, “what am I going to do next?”

🗨️ I’d like to order a McChicken please 🙋🏾‍♀️🥵💦 this was funny, and actually made me laugh like a freak at some points 🤣 also the second hand embarrassment 😳🙈 It really cheered me up. I really liked the ordering menu when reader arrived 🙈🤭 also the ending, which was unexpected for me, but I quite liked it because it wasn’t “super happy and lovey dovey” like most of the stories I read, but still open 😊

⭐Caught Me 💯 by @jeongi

// jjk x f.reader // roommate!au, e2l // 🥵😂

📝 You hate your temporary roommate, jungkook and it doesn’t help that he’s been catching you at the most inconvenient of times.

🗨️ This is a fucking MASTERPIECE 💖 I love the banter and comedy, how JK gets on readers nerves 😂 I love absolutely every fucking thing about this and don’t get me started on the smut 🔥🔥 🔥

⭐Anpanman 💯 by @honeymoonjin

// jjk x f.reader // bf2l // 🥵😂🥰

📝 Your best friend jungkook finally convinces you to seek therapy for your failing mental health. the only catch? the one therapist that’s within your price range is an alternative marriage counsellor, jung hoseok, and the only way jungkook managed to get you an appointment was by saying the two of you were married. will couples counselling actually be useful for your wellbeing, or will something that runs much deeper rise to the surface instead?

⭐By its Cover by @gimmesumsuga

// jjk x f.reader // 🥵

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AN: I am posting this in august 2023, but dating the post back to some time in 2021 😆

Borahae 💜

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[pandoa]

"a founded soul"

you find one another, soulmate to soulmate

~soulmate au with floyd leech, ruggie bucchi, and general!lilia vanrouge x gender neutral reader~

warnings: angst and mentions of blood and death in lilia’s, i also wrote it based off how i think lilia would’ve acted like as a royal general; however, floyd’s and ruggie’s are completely safe and angst-free!

this is a repost! tags weren't cooperating earlier unfortunately

♡you and your soulmate feel each other’s emotions♡

You were convinced your soulmate had some sort of double personality disorder. Seriously. Because one moment you would feel as if you were the happiest of happy people in all of Twisted Wonderland, but then be completely and utterly bored the next. So what was up? Leaning on your table in Mostro Lounge, you pondered some more on your suspicions as you mindlessly sipped on your cup of tea in tranquility. Though, that moment of peace was then shortly demolished when the ear-shattering sound of a glass falling down to the ground harshly pierced your hearing across the restaurant.

“Oh Great Seven, I-I’m so sorry, Floyd! L-let me help you wipe that off-”

“Huh? What makes you think a scampy krill like you can spill that drink on me, wipe it, and still come out unscathed?”

A trembling cry from a student followed by Floyd’s menacing tone clashed and caught the attention of many people, filling the room with a distasteful energy. Observing the conflict unraveling meters in front of you, you suddenly felt a pang of annoyance strike you. Or rather, your soulmate.

“I could squeeze the life out of you right here, right now, if I’m up for it, hehe.”

Then, still sensing your soulmate’s emotions, you felt an overflowing surge of confidence.

“How’s that sound, little krill? Wanna know what it’s like being squeezed by an eel?”

Followed by aggravation...

“Floyd.” Azul swiftly halted his troublesome friend’s intimidating aura. “I understand your displeasure, but please do not start a fight here during business hours. I will take it out of your pay to replace that shattered glass on the floor if you do.”

And…disappointment?

“Eh~? You’re no fun, Azul.”

While the tense atmosphere seemed to diminish in the busy restaurant, you couldn’t help but notice the way your soulmate’s emotions perfectly matched the previous situation to a tee. From the vexed way a certain eel loomed over that poor, terrified student, and to the contrasting manner you sensed as your soulmate’s emotions seemed to calm themselves in the split of a second. It was all too coincidental. A terrible realization then boiled in your mind.

Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no. It couldn’t be…right?

Was Floyd your…

“…soulmate?” you muttered, eyes widened with astonishment. Interjecting your shocking discovery, though, was none other than Floyd himself as he made his way towards your two-seated table, as if he hadn’t just threatened a student for spilling their drink on him. A skip in his step guided him down to plop onto the seat before you. 

You then felt another emotion arise from your soulmate. Smugness.

“Oi, Shrimpy~,” a mischievous voice you knew all too well sang into your ears. “What’s gotcha staring all gooey and doe-eyed at me, hm?” An innocent look graced his face as he teasingly poked the side of your cheek. Though, something in the way his lips slightly tucked up into a sly smirk told you he wasn’t as clueless as he led on to be. “Hey, tell me, tell me~”

Oh, he definitely knew you two were soulmates. 

♡writing on your arm appears on the same place as your soulmate’s♡

“‘Things I need’,” you read aloud what appeared to be your soulmate’s grocery list on the inside of your palm.

“Lettuce, salad dressing, tomatoes, and…dandelions?” You said, glancing at your hand in confusion. Huh?

“I’m not one to judge, but why in the world would someone need dandelions of all things? On a grocery list, at that.”

“Your soulmate or whatever must have some great taste then!” the cat beast you called your friend cheered beside you. “I’d love to try some of that!”

You groaned at Grim’s gluttonous attitude. Of course he’d be interested in eating dandelions. Placing a disapproving hand to your forehead, you muttered, “You and my soulmate both, apparently.” Strolling on the grass-filled path on your way back to Ramshackle, you decided it was best to avoid any hasty assumptions about your soulmate’s unusual dietary choices.

You began scolding yourself. C’mon, (Y/n)! You don’t even know the guy, girl, or whoever they are! Stop judging!

“Uh, (Y/n),” Grim tugged at the cuffs of your uniform, trying to capture your attention. You, however, seemed to be sucked deep into thought as you paid no mind to the little beast pulling at the fabric of your clothes.

But really, what’s a person gonna do with literal weeds? Make wishes on them or something?

“(Y/n)?”

Okay, I’ll admit that those weeds can be pretty sometimes, but what the heck-

“(Y/N)!!” An echoing scream throbbed in your ear drums as your feline roommate pointed his furry paws towards your dorm’s garden area.

“Leona’s babysitter-assistant dude is picking at our yard!”

To your amusement, there in your garden indeed stood the hyena-like second year with a handful of golden-colored plants laying in a small basket near him.

“Hey! I’m not his babysitter just to make that clear! Anyway,” Ruggie continued. “Your yard over here was entirely covered with dandelions, so I thought you wouldn’t mind me just taking a few of ‘em, shyhehe.”

Your face contorted into a deadpanned expression. “Oh yeah, sure. Like picking up a couple of plants from a random person’s garden is totally not weird and totally not concer-”

Wait, did he just say dandelions?

Wanting to confirm your developing theory, you carefully walked up to the Savanaclaw student, with your ink-covered hand left by none other than your soulmate dangling at your side. “Uhm… Ruggie, call me crazy, but are you planning on making a salad with lettuce, salad dressing, tomatoes, and,” you swallowed a lump forming in your throat, “…dandelions by any chance?”

“Uh, yeah,“ the boy backed away with caution. “Exactly. It’s like you read my grocery list or something-“

“It’s because I did,” you interrupted.

“What?”

You lifted your arm to reveal the matching ink written on the palms of both you and Ruggie, effectively showing the second year what you had meant. A stunned look appeared on his face.

“Hello, soulmate. Now, I won’t question your odd choice in food, but you do have some explaining to do,” you laughed with a soft smile.

Ruggie returned your grin with one of his own.

“Heh, I guess I do.”

♡your soulmate’s final words are printed on your arm♡

“You and I are no different. Bear that in mind, fae.”

Those were the words engraved on Lilia’s pale wrist. They were also the very words his soulmate would say before they met their unfortunate end. A melancholic conclusion, really, he contemplated. To discover one’s fated partner only to perish shortly thereafter. The fae general had always thought this method of soulmate-searching was for naught as it only brought more misery for whoever was affected by it. 

Why was he thinking about this again? 

Oh yes, that’s right. Because from the moment he had knocked you over to the dirt-filled ground, sword in his hand, his soulmate mark had begun uncharacteristically burning up like a fire igniting within his skin. It was peculiar, to say the least. Unlike any sensation he had ever felt before. It intrigued Lilia, however, there was simply no time to waste during his current mission. The Queen’s orders had once again played in his mind whilst recalling why you, a human, had been laying down beneath him, defenseless to his threatening grip.

“General Vanrouge,” the fae queen’s intense presence stiffened the air as rage seeped out of her very being. The arising conflict between humans and fae alike had drastically heightened, leading to a now forming war centered around the two groups. It was no surprise the queen had been so distressed. 

“Reports of the human called ’(Y/n)’ have been submitted. It is said that they have been secretly observing our troops as a spy for the human race and must be disposed of immediately before they reach the humans’ base.” The queen paused for a moment, allowing her words to reach Lilia.

“You will eliminate them, General Vanrouge. Dismissed.”

Lilia, returning back from his memory, proceeded to aim his attention at your wounded frame. The fae truly did not wish to kill you. He wanted to believe that humans and magical beings such as himself could live together with no conflict at all. Though with Twisted Wonderland’s current circumstances and the brewing war arising, he supposed he was better off obeying the queen’s orders and eliminating you. Despite the fact that it pained his conscience immensely. 

With his blade still tensely pressed against your throat, Lilia spoke.

“Forgive me, human, but I must remain loyal to my queen,” the man kneeling atop of you whispered. “If you have any final words, I recommend you speak now for your time is limited.”

You sternly lifted your head up to your captor, fury evident in your gaze. “I only wish to say one thing.”

“Go on.”

“You and I are no different. Bear that in mind, fae.”

Lilia’s eyes widened in disbelief as you uttered the exact words imprinted on his wrist. He was left aghast. There was no way you had been his soulmate, correct? The very human life he was sent to end? The one sprawled all over the ground, covered in blood, bruises, and cuts?

His body acted faster than his mind. Raising his arms up above his head, Lilia gripped his glistening sword and pointed it towards your beating heart. 

I’m sorry, dear soulmate. Perhaps in another time we could have been what destiny had designed for us. 

With a final breath coming from your form, a sharpened blade gruesomely impaled your defeated figure.

 Lilia had slain his fated partner. 

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #twst floyd #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucchi x reader #twst ruggie #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #twst lilia #twst angst #gender neutral reader #twst imagines #♢the scribe♢

[loveephia]

*immediately bolted here as soon as i saw my favourite hq writer open these prompts again >:D*

"i cant get over how a few months ago i wanted to learn your name and now youre having breakfast with me in my sweater" + goshiki 🥹🥹🥹 (stay safe and stay hydrated phia love u <333)

#8'S LOVE STORY | goshiki tsutomu

prompt: "i can't get over how a few months ago, i wanted to learn your name, and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater."

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, goshiki gushing over you and perhaps getting distracted during practice while thinking about you, you're his upperclassmen (second year), tendō is a wingman and brownie enthusiast, you like baking, quite long.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: gosh this was so fun to write that it became a one-shot instead of a drabble. i've never gotten a goshiki request so this was a good challenge for me. i really hope that i got him and the rest of shiratorizawa's personalities right! TYSM AND ILY HIKARIII ENJOY READING GIRL!!! :D

"her name.. what's her name?!" goshiki tsutomu mentally groaned with furrowed brows, peeking out from his classroom door to look at you, his beautiful upperclassmen. you were a responsible girl who did everything at your own pace, hence the clipboard in your hands to check your schedule for the day. if the student council of shiratorizawa accepted second years, you definitely would've at least been the secretary.

goshiki heard your name once from a few of your friends, but he.. just can't remember!

so here he is, irritatedly sipping on his juice box while staring you down. although not on purpose, of course.

"what's up, goshiki! what are we lookin' at?" tendō appears out of nowhere, accidentally spooking the poor wing spiker. goshiki turns his head to look over his shoulder, "huh?! tendō, what are you doing here?! aren't the third year's classrooms all the way on the third floor?"

"what a smart little cookie you are!" tendō ruffled goshiki's hair. "well, y'know how shiratorizawa's annual bake sale is coming up? i'm trying to find y/n because i heard that she's handling the preparations this year. i wanna see if i can get some of her famous two-bite brownies in advance before they sell out again!" tendō hisses at the bitter memory.

tendō can still recall the stinging feeling of how he wasn't able to purchase last year's batch because a volleyball game overlapped on the same day as the sale, so by the time the team got back to shiratorizawa, all of the brownies were gone.

and, hold on..

"y/n!" goshiki rejoices as he was finally able to recollect your name, all thanks to tendō. "yes?" you ask, looking at goshiki with a confused look.

goshiki turns red. "n- nothing!" i forgot that she was in the same hallway!

something in tendō sparks, and he suddenly has the urge to help his underclassmen's love life. he can bring up the brownie topic with you later..

"hey, n/n! what do you think of our up-and-coming ace here? ain't he a real firecracker?" tendō suddenly compliments goshiki, even wrapping his long arm around the young boy's shoulder. goshiki widens his eyes, already wanting to hear more. "hm? oh, i haven't seen him play yet," and just like that, goshiki's ego has been cracked and bruised.

"but i'd love to be invited to the next game if that's okay with you, goshiki." you smile a pearly one at him, and goshiki's mood is turned right back around. "yes! please come, y/n! i won't disappoint you!" he exclaims.

you giggled it off and soon excuse yourself from the two.

"what a cute boy!" you thought with a faint blush on your cheeks.

goshiki looks at tendō, utterly speechless to the core, while the middle blocker only dusts his hands off as if he's just finished some heavy labor. "what can i say! i may not be the first to get married from our team, but i can be a good matchmaker!"

goshiki has never had more respect for tendō than he has right now.

time skip.

"oi! stop standing around like that, number eight! you look like a lost kid at the mall!" coach washijo scolded goshiki, who flinched. i was spacing out again! "s- sorry, coach!"

reon comes up to tendō and shirabu, "what's up with him?" he asks. shirabu sighs, "i don't know. but if he continues to do this, then he'll just drag the whole team down."

"oh, poor little shirabu! i can tell you what's going on in goshiki's head," tendō says, "our future ace has a crush on the sweet and classy y/n!"

"that doesn't matter. can't he just leave his personal feelings out of practice? prelims are around the corner, after all." shirabu stated factually. "it's not like you're capable enough to have crushes anyway, so the least you could do is cut goshiki some slack." semi poked fun at shirabu, as the older setter just so happened to overhear the conversation from a few feet away.

"what did you say?" a visible vein forms on shirabu's forehead.

tendō turns to reon while shirabu and semi bicker, "anyway, the kid is all worried about the upcoming game because y/n is coming to see him play for the first time." tendō whispers. "you think he'll be alright?"

reon looks at goshiki, who's physically trembling. there's even a gloomy aura around him practically screaming, "don't screw this up, don't screw this up, don't screw this up."

just in good timing, ushijima places his palm on goshiki's shoulder. "rest, goshiki. you need to be in good shape to practice." he states. "yeah, exactly! aren't you gonna be ushiwaka's successor? what'll y/n think when she sees you all shaken up on the court!" tendō exclaims.

ushiwaka's.. successor.. y/n..

goshiki's aura quickly shifts into one of fiery determination, ready to take on anything and everything. "you're right, tendō! i'll do my best!"

"it's really easy to get this kid going, huh.." the team thought simultaneously, sweat dropping in the process.

time skip.

it's the day of the prelims, and shiratorizawa was up against ohgiminami high. they're not a powerhouse that goshiki was familiar of, but then again, they're not be underestimated.

the starting line-ups are on court, and there goshiki was standing, being the only first year. that was something you noticed from the stands.

"he must be really talented to have been able to get that far.. i heard that coach washijo is tough on the volleyball club too." you thought.

the coin is flipped and shiratorizawa ends up serving first. ushijima hits the ball and there we go, a service ace. you're impressed to have seen the ball fly by that fast, but then again, it's ushijima. "if i tried receiving that, my arms would fall right off.."

goshiki sees your amused face from the stands, and he huffs. "wait until you see me score a point, y/n!"

a few rounds later, and the rotation is in goshiki's favor. he's up front. he can do a line shot, a move that he specializes in.

"make it a good one, goshiki!" tendō encourages the boy as shirabu sets the ball cleanly toward goshiki. even though he has two blockers against him, he was still able to make a beautiful line shot that granted shiratorizawa another point.

"what was that?!" you were shocked, to say the least. "tendō wasn't kidding when he said he'd be the up-and-coming ace.." you quietly mutter, referring to goshiki.

you watched the way that goshiki shortly celebrated on the court with each of his teammates giving him some heavy pats on the back. the moment was adorable.

goshiki looked up to see you smiling fondly at him. you send him a wave, and he shoots back a smile full of pride; a smile that says, "look at me, y/n! aren't i amazing?"

and only if you knew what it conveyed, you would've replied with a, "yes, goshiki. very."

time skip.

you yawn, clearly drowsy from the lack of sleep. on the table in front of you, was a nice breakfast whipped up by shiratorizawa's patient cooks; one omurice, a small bowl of grapes, and a cup of milk. but besides what was on the table, was what was across from you; goshiki tsutomu, your boyfriend.

it was a cold morning in japan, for spring had finally started. so here you are, all bundled up in goshiki's volleyball jersey.

he's seen smiling at you, and you tilt your head. "what's on your mind, tomu?"

"nothing, it's just.. i can't really get over how a few months ago, i wanted to learn your name, and now you're having breakfast with me in my jersey." goshiki says, "honestly, if it weren't for tendō, i probably wouldn't even be with you right now."

you perk a brow. goshiki panics, "d- don't tell him i said that though!"

"i wouldn't give tendō all the credit, really," you started, "i actually had already taken an interest in you when you were looking at me in the first year's hallway. it was only a matter of time until i'd have mustered enough courage to talk to you myself." you admitted.

is this what a heart attack feels like, because goshiki can feel his chest swelling in both love and pride.

this was a happy ending not only for the two of you, but for tendō too, since he was able to buy all of the two-bite brownies he needed.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x y/n #hq x reader #hq x y/n #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #hq hcs #tooth rotting fluff #hq #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #goshiki tsutomu #goshiki fluff #haikyuu goshiki #goshiki x reader #goshiki x you #goshiki x y/n #satori tendō #ushijima wakatoshi #reon ohira #shirabu kenjirō #semi eita

[high-dragon-bait]

Fenris and Zevran for the banter requests? Maybe even if Zevran is at the Warden’s side and Fenris romanced Hawke 👀

Hello I have no idea if this is what you wanted but it was so fun to write. It's shorter than the last one and it's kind of a huge shitpost but listen. I'm working on some weightier banters and wanted to do something light, but I'd love to do another, meatier one with these two eventually.

Enjoy!

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Zevran: Fenris, my friend, you must know how utterly blessed you are to be with someone as fine as the Champion, yes?

Fenris: I do know.

Zevran: Defeated an Arishok in single combat, lead a revolt against a madwoman's tyranny, all while as beautiful as a god. What a prize they must be.

Fenris, fondly: They are more.

Zevran: Of course... my Warden saved the world.

Fenris: Sorry?

Zevran: Freed a Dalish clan from a wolf's curse, slayed a darkspawn abomination in the heart of the deep roads, and buried their blade through the skull of an archdemon and they survived!

Zevran (Cont.): Oh, the love we made after that. If only I were a bard...

Fenris: Did you bring up Hawke only as an excuse to say this?

Zevran: But of course! You are more than welcome to share your own tales, however, I am ever so curious.

____

Zevran: Is it true you glow while in the midst of love?

Fenris: What?

Zevran: I had heard you glow a gentle blue while loving, I must know if it's true.

Fenris: Who told you I glow?

Zevran: Your dwarven friend's book of course, who else?

Fenris: Varric?

Zevran: I was so moved by how he described your light. You haven't read it?

Fenris: I might, after I slaughter that dwarf.

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Fenris: I do not glow.

Zevran: What? Certainly I have- ah, I see. That is disappointing.

Fenris: I don't leave Hawke disappointed.

Zevran: Oh! He has some bite after all.

Fenris: Hawke knows that well.

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Fenris: Varric never wrote I glow.

Zevran: Alas, he did not, but now I know you've read it.

Fenris: I have, and it's dull.

Zevran: Wait...really?

Fenris: I would've expected more of Varric. For all his spouting.

Zevran: You can't just say that, you must tell me more!

Fenris: I can. I won't.

Zevran: Oh, you are such a cruel man.

#Dragon Age #DA2 #DAO #FenHawke #Zevran #Fenris #Zevran/Warden #I do feel bad only giving you this but. Listen. The next two are gonna be LONG and I wanted a palette cleanser #sorry!!!

[angelsandarsenic]

I was reading a post about how “mystery meat” in horror is always human meat. No mystery even, and it’s not scary anymore and it got me thinking about how great a horror movie would be where the main character is well aware that they’re in a horror movie but finds everything so extremely tacky and underwhelming that they simply can’t be scared. 

But I don’t make movies, I write, so I thought this would be perfect for Cellbit

Imagine one dark and stormy night, Cellbit is home alone, maybe he’s trying to mess with some supernatural crap that he may or may not know is haunted. Everything is primed and ready for the beginning of a horror movie.

There are suspicious noises that he completely ignores. The house creaks, it’s no big deal. When a shadow is bearing down over his shoulder, he hardly noticed the intense feeling of dread and paranoia, nor the icy fingers tracing over his shoulders. Honestly, that’s a pretty normal experience for him. He has a Past and mental issues, he’s ignored worse. The lights flicker. Annoying, but he’ll just change the lightbulbs later.

That’s fine. The Horrors have dealt with plenty of oblivious or tough people. They know that when the Big Spook comes, he’ll still be running for the hills, crying for god and wondering if he even really saw what he just saw. Then the fun can really begin.

Except…at the height of the ritual, when doors are slamming and everything is rattling like mad and Cellbit looks up, he just…stops. And frowns. In all honesty, he looked disappointed, annoyed, and The Horrors are confused. 

“Blood in my walls? Really?” He asks. “You’d better not make me clean this up.”

All at once, everything stops. 

Cellbit’s brow furrows.

Then suddenly, something is thrown across the room at breakneck speed, slamming against the opposite wall.

Cellbit doesn’t even flinch. “Now that was just rude.”

He finished the ritual, but to his dismay, nothing more interesting happened. The Horrors are utterly perplexed. It- it must just be a one-off situation. If They keep trying, They’ll get him. 

But They don’t. It almost become a game to Cellbit, whenever it isn’t getting in the way. Meanwhile, The Horrors are getting more and more frustrated because who is this insolent human to make fun of us?!?! They try every trope and tactic in the book, to no avail. 

#Qsmp cellbit #horror movies #horror tropes #Horror au #angel writes #horror #cellbit

[sungbeam]

spread some love !

talk about your favourite mutuals and why you like them

hi anon! thanks for sending this in :') im always so bad at posting these things, but i can def do this one. i don't know if i would classify them specifically as favorites, but more so people i've interacted with the most 😭

@justalildumpling : i don't even need to go on besides saying that this woman is my soulmate. "in another life" but we're gonna beat the universe and meet in every life, type of connection. the girl who has seen me at my worst and has still treated me with as much kindness and compassion and care as she did the first time. i feel like in certain ways, we're kind of polar opposites, but also the same? i mean, on paper we can be so different, but when we talk abt what we like and dislike, when we laugh together, it all becomes something of the same and she restores my faith in other people again. she's the person who constantly makes me want to be a better person.

@ethereal-engene : one of my two beloved 姐姐's on this site skfnrknf but i remember talking to ash so many nights abt just any and everything. i am so happy that we're comfortable enough to be able to joke around, share our niche interests, have deep conversations, and even pen pal!! like i think it's crazy how SIMILAR our families are; we could legitimately be long lost sisters haha but also the blood of the covenant runs thicker than the water of the womb sometimes, so that makes sense. she's one of my comfort people, and honestly, i feel like we both come out of nowhere with some topics, but either person will hop right into the convo regardless and just vibe 🤧

@winterchimez : my second 姐姐 on this site !! my older sisters def take care of me well and i am so grateful for that :')) ally is always so supportive and yet so energergizing to talk to. she's def seen a lot of my brainstorming and i feel very comfortable bouncing ideas off her. she's always so generous with me too, like care packages??? RAH 😭 obviously, i love her for reasons besides the material goods, but it's a love language nonetheless. ally is prob one of the warmest and most welcoming presences on this hellsite tbh, so if ur ever looking for a new friend/mutual, she's the best.

@loveliestfelix : nana is another reason why im still around. i like to thank that beomgyu drabble every day for kickstarting our friendship because i have never met someone i have had such lengthy and fun brainstorming sessions with. nana is the type of person i would love to meet irl and just share stories over coffee with, though i feel like i always associate her with train rides and coffee now HAHA she's also one of my greatest writing inspirations, like i was and have always been blown away by her mind, and her word counts. i love calling her the queen of angst, and you will never be disappointed when reading something of hers.

@jaehunnyy : chip's been here for a really long time, like guys, no one can compete when she's been here since i had park jisung as my pfp and she had jeno as hers 😭 i think i really treasure our friendship and how much it's grown over the past two years :')) so much has happened over that time, and i think that if i met her in real life, i would just be blown away by how pretty she is like TT anyways,, i always love talking to her because of how much chaotic energy we create when we do, like i feel like we can power an entire city grid with how much chaos we make, and it's all the better for it. i love her very much, and i hope she understands just how wonderful of a person and friend she is.

@mosviqu : oh, my beloved bar, i love u to bits and pieces. i think recently you've become one of the few reasons why im still here writing and posting. like i am so utterly, from the bottom of my heart, grateful for all of your support and the love you've given and shown me. and even when we moved to dms to converse, i just realized how cool you are as a person, and how similar we are (in the best way possible). it's really nice to be able to connect with a person on multiple levels, and im really happy that was the case with us :') as soon as i saw ur love for tomorrow by chanyeol, i knew there would be something more to our friendship. i am so very fond of you, and your writing blows me away every time i read it.

@zzoguri : moni :( i hope ur doing well, friend, and i know you haven't been active here lately but i do wish you all the best. i love how passionate and committed you are to improving in writing and developing your own creative writing style, and it's so impressive to read your writing in general :') i love the confidence you advocate for yourself, and how real you are. thanks so much for being a friend; i just really appreciate all the support and hype you've given me during my time on deobiblr, like thank you for being such a thoughtful person.

@wuahae : cat and i have definitely interacted more off this site than on this site, but i felt that it was dire she was included here nonetheless. like bro, thank you for literally being the reason i come out of my apartment (or in most cases, invite people to my apartment), and for thinking of me! i think i once told you how hard it is to find friends in college, but you've made my experience here far less lonely. i love getting dinner with you, planning outings, and making weird animal noises together on the streets 😭 also, cat's writing is literally so poetic, and just her explaining to me her plot ideas tears visceral reactions out of me TT

@yunhoszn : i feel like me and fawn are low-key on the same wavelength a lot of the times, but in general, i think fawn's just such a rad person. i've told her once or twice before but i genuinely love her writing style because it has so much personality in it. it just makes reading her fics such a fun and enjoyable experience. also even off this site, i have so much fun interacting with her, like just commenting on her instagram posts like the gremlin i am, i know she's gonna hit me with the best response back skfnkejd (waiting for the day i go to where u r so u can do my makeup low-key... ur so fly, pls do my makeup...)

@goldenhypen : em, my lovely twin :')) i know our interactions have def decreased, but i don't think that's decreased the fondness we hold for one another. i remember when em first started interacting with my works and then followed me, i literally rolled off the couch cuz i started fangirling 😭 and she is one of the most genuine and brightest presences here. she is a follow forever, bro, you better follow her forever. i just adore her compassion for others and her absolutely adorable fic concepts, and omg don't even get me started on her work ethic 😭 i wished u the best everyday you had requests, i don't know how u did it. you are literally superhuman.

@hqrana : i haven't spoken with noa in quite awhile, but im guessing it's cuz she's girlbossing her way through to that nursing program 🤧 my favorite woman in stem girl in this hellsite, she is my beloved xnonie 😭 i think i just appreciate noa's undeniable presence and character so much, like she brings so much energy to my inbox whenever she's here, and her support of my ideas and fics just makes me 🙇🏻‍♀️ like thank you for being here. and to know we both love marvel and taylor swift? i feel like she has to be like,, my best friend? like she needs to be my best friend?? sending hugs and well wishes your way, always.

#sungbeam strikes again #moot ❧ #lovely anon <3 #most of these people arent super active here anymore but love to them regardless

[windswept-fields]

My favorites of 2023

I wanted to make little wrap up of 2023, so here are my favorite movies and performances from 2023

Top Five Favorite movies

#5 The Hunger Games: The Ballad Of Songbirds and Snake - dir. Francis Lawrence

I am a YA/dystopian boy through and through. I thought this was a very faithful adaptation and very visually stunning. The performances were all great and I just really liked it. However, I had my problems with the book itself and I felt the movie didn't do a great job truly villainizing Snow (I found him too likable until like the end of the film) All in all though a fun watch.

#4 Saltburn- Dir. Emerald Fennell

If there's one thing I'm gonna do on this account, It's support a boy's wrongs. This movie has so many visual details and story details, it truly blows my mind. The soundtrack? Banger after banger. I'd never heard Murder on The Dance Floor before this movie but now I want to dance around a mansion to it. The cast? I mean just look at them. I do think occasionally this movie occasionally felt like it was just being shocking for shocking's sake and I got a little tired of it.

#3 Spiderman: Across The Spider-Verse- Dir. Kemp Powers, Justin K. Thompson, and Joaquim Dos Santos

I love art. There's no other way to say it. I am in love with creativity. The amount of details that are in this movie are so utterly mind blowing that every time I read about a new one, I feel like I have to rewatch this movie. The first Spider-verse film is an absolute masterpiece and this movie was not about to disappoint it. From the voice performances to the bleeding-water color, to animating on every other frame, this movie just had me floored. I hope it wins an Oscar for best animated feature or I'm throwing shit. I do want the second part before I fully judge the story but so far I think this is one of the best superhero stories in a while

#2 Barbie- Dir Greta Gerwig

I have never cried harder to a Nikki Minaj song. But actually, this movie made me fall in love with the simple act of being alive. It's a movie about a doll and yet its about enjoying life and growing up and how everything's so messy and it's so beautiful and we're so beautiful and I just. I get it. I get why Barbie wanted to be a human. We are all so fascinating. The ending montage alone is enough to make anyone with a heart cry. I hope that one day everyone is as in love with the world around them as this movie made me.

#1 Asteroid City- Dir. Wes Anderson

If you don't know the I'm Wes Anderson's number 1 fan, I'm doing something wrong. Truth be told, I didn't get this movie at first. I left the theater knowing that there was some deeper meaning but...what? So I thought about it for two weeks and then it hit me. There is no clear answer. There's no clear answer because the actors can't find a clear answer. There's no clear answer because the in-universe playwright didn't write one and maybe Anderson himself didn't write one. The movie has clear themes of grief and love and identity but at the end of the day what you choose to make of it is all up to you. There's also a lot to be said about how the play is existential and about uncertainty in the future and I think that's another reason I liked Asteroid City. I'm always so worried about the future. It terrifies me. But what can I do. And with that I once again realized that Wes Anderson was truly genius, and I don't think I'll ever see a film quite like Asteroid City again.

Favorite performances from each film

#5 Rachel Zegler as Lucy Gray Baird

I never got the hatred for Rachel Zegler. She was absolutely phenomenal in the 2021 West Side Story and she ate up Lucy Gray Baird. I just felt through the screen that Rachel understood her role so well. She played Lucy to all her vulnerability and strength and goddamn I am in love with her voice!! The old therebefore gave me absolute chills.

#4 Allison Oliver as Venetia Catton

being complete honest she's who I wanted to be in like middle school. Allison Oliver managed to play her as both such a free spirit and then to haunted on such the drop of the dime. From her subtle emotions to her snapping at Oliver in the bathtub she had me eating out of the palm of her hand. She would've loved Tumblr.

#3 Shameik Moore as Miles Morales

He had me laughing, crying, cheering and getting goosebumps the whole time. The absolute power Shameik Moore gives Miles is truly what tie the whole movie together. I feel like his performance often gets overshadowed for some of the bigger names in the cast and I truly find that shame. He gives Miles such a powerful and realistic portrayal that I admire it so deeply. From "Nah, I'mma do my own thing." to his conversations with Gwen to arguments with his parents, Shameik Moore makes Miles feel like a teenager who's trying to figure out who he is and a superhero saving a multiverse from collapsing

#2 Margot Robbie as Barbie

I'm fucking sick of only hearing Ryan Goslings name mentioned when we talk about the BARBIE movie! It is Margot's movie!! SHE ATE THAT SHIT UP!! She managed to so subtly bring in the changes of barbie being only a doll to being a real person. She provides so much of the movies comedy too. Her laying down crying had me wheezing not gonna lie. But she also shows us that how strong Barbie is and how she's so multi-faceted.She is truly someone little girls should see and be inspired by. Margot truly brought Barbie to life in all the ways that the audience and the script needed. She had me laughing, crying and smiling so goddamn wide the whole film. Here's to you, Margot.

#1 Jason Schwartzman as Augie Steenback/Jones Hall

It was the year of Schwartzman and nowhere was the proved more than in Asteroid City. Here we see, Jason Schwartzman playing and actor playing a single dad war photographer. Schwartzman manages to play all these layers so well, letting them blend together through on intense common factor: grief. Jones' grief bleeds into Augie in such a fascinating way that you might not even realize at first. It's so subtle and yet, it complete makes the performance. When we see Jones on his own a few times, though Jason Schwartzman manages to make him feel like a completely different man than Augie. The entire scene from Jones walking offstage to us being returned to 'Asteroid City' is truly some of my favorite acting of the year. Even through subtle expressions, we can truly see everything that Jones is experiencing. It's just such a sight to watch and it blows me away.

Some honorable film and performance mentions

Oppenheimer- Dir Christopher Nolan. Good film but a little too long if you ask me. Sorry!

Fav performance- Emily Blunt as Kitty Oppenheimer. She might not have been in a lot of the film but she stuck with me

Renfeild- Dir Chris McKay. Sorry I like fun camp! sue me!

Fav performance- Nic Cage as Dracula. I'm sorry Nic Cage is just so goddamn funny

Poison- Dir. Wes Anderson. Maybe the real snake was the Benedict Cumberbatch we met along the way.

Fav performance- Dev Patel as Woods. Wes please cast Dev Patel in a longer on of your films he ate this up.

Five Nights at Freddy's- Dir. Emma Tammi. I wanted to like it more but it felt like 3 different films until the last 20 minuets

fav performance- Matthew Lilard as William Afton. I want Stu Macher back after this.

The Swan- Dir. Wes Anderson. (Last time I mention Wes in this post I swear.) Hey Wesley! Quick question! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?? Thank youuuu!

Fav performance- Rupert Friend as Narrator/Peter Watson. Yeah he was the only guy speaking and he carried! The one moment where he breaks the stoic delivery and truly pleads for them to not kill the swan? Wow.

Gaurdians of The Galaxy Vol 3- Dir James Gunn. I have never cried over cgi this hard in my life!

Bradley Cooper as Rocket. Just hearing him scream sob almost had me open mouth sobbing in public.

Scream 6- Dir. Matt Bettinelli-olpin, Tyler Gillet. Starting to get real pissed at radiosilence.

fav performance- Jasmin Savoy-Brown as Mindy Meeks-Martin. She's so funny, I love her.

If y'all want I also have a favorite tv shows of 2023 post

#shut up pretty boy #the balad of songbirds and snakes #saltburn #across the spiderverse #barbie #asteroid city #rachel zegler #allison oliver #shameik moore #jason schwartzman #lucy gray baird #venetia catton #miles morales #margot robbie #augie steenbeck #jones hall #oppenheimer #scream vi #fnaf #gotg vol 3 #renfield 2023

[trulybetty]

Sunday Week in Review X

No obnoxious coffee in the car this week for a little driveway session. BUT Mr. Truly did bring me back one with doughnuts after Lil’ Truly’s (baby Truly's older sibling) swim lesson and couldn’t understand how a box of doughnuts could make me smile so wide (looking at you @secretelephanttattoo & @morallyinept 🍩)

Really enjoying the October prompts I started - it's been a fun break to get into something with no pressure and to just write without worrying about anything. I can't believe I'm like halfway through and I've not thrown in the towel yet (I've been tempted to skip a few days). It's also given way to some inspiration for some ongoing wip's and populated some new ones (I see you Tim Rockford).

But because of this, it's not really left me much time to read - so another light week, but it's okay! It means my TBR list (it's a work in progress that I've been neglecting and there's so much missing) is bursting with some incredibly great fanfics to get my teeth into next month!

Also, I am LIVING for everyone's weekly rounds ups, no matter how you format it or what you share - it's such a joy to see them popping up and getting to learn a little more about the people in this community!

T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .

oct' x 08 - umbrellas (will miller x gn!reader)

oct' x 09 - ravens (maverick!frankie x reader)

oct' x 10 - oktoberfest (sequins!joel x reader)

oct' x 11 - pumpkin spice (marcus x reader) (parts II & III coming later this month)

oct' x 12 - cornfields(sequins!joel x f!reader)

oct' x 13 - black cat (tim rockford x gn!reader)

oct' x 14 - spooky (dieter x gn!reader)

W H A T I R E A D . . .

Fort Bravo (Dieter) by @secretelephanttattoo Of course our man Bravo would be building blanket forts in his walk in wardrobe this week. I very much would like to build my own to go hide out with and wouldn’t say no to sharing it with Dieter either. Medicinal Purposes (Frankie) by @grogusmum Ironic I read this at the start of the week and finished it with two days off of work for a migraine lol. Alas, I did not have Frankie show on my doorstep to offer his services - but this was a spicy read that I may have read a couple of times for educational purposes. 

PATS (Pedro Across the Street not RPF) by @oonajaeadira There’s a re-read this month, and not that I need an excuse, but it’s been fun dipping back into this world and reminding myself that I really should go book myself a massage. If you haven’t read this series I wholeheartedly recommend it, it’s top tier. It’s a comfort and a spicy read at the same time. 

Headshots | Chapter 3 (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo El has been making waves in the Pike Puddle™️ with her Marcus Pike offerings as of late and this third instalment to Headshots is makes no less of an impact. This is so Marcus and just so sweet. 

Salty & Sweet (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo I’m not the biggest fan of popcorn, but if Marcus Pike wants to eat it off me, who am I to say no? 

Swimming Lessons with Catfish (Frankie) by @avastrasposts Okay, aside from the jokes that this is the title of the sex tape could make of this fic, this is an incredibly smoke show of a drabble that I may or  may not have read a couple of times. 

Frankie to the Rescue (Frankie) by @avastrasposts Again, Avastra is just blowing it out of the water with these drabbles this week! The whole time reading this I was excited to find out how it would play out and it did not disappoint. 

Paranoid Heart (Javi P.) by @goodwithcheese I’m so behind with my reblogs this week (don’t look in my drafts) - but Megan comes in again this week with another fantastic instalment to this series and I’m falling for these two so hard. 

in another life… (Frankie) by @chronically-ghosted Speaking of being behind, I read this while on one of my sick days and I’d you’ve not read Taylor’s work, you’re sleeping on it and you should check it out. This here is a slice of life with Frankie that is utterly atmospheric and beautifully written. 

Bloom | Chapter 2 (Joel) by @wildemaven-prompts I. Am. Here. For. This 🙌 the little slow burn, Joel being a little awkward, the descriptions of the flowers 🌸 and most of all Ellie who almost manages to steal the show in every appearance. This whole series is a delight and we’re only two chapters in!

Unlikely Friends (Joel) by @sweetercalypso Despite having adopted Frankie Cat™️ last month I’m still not 100% on the cat train (don’t tell Frankie, she’s still bitching about the Andes man) - but this is incredibly sweet and I absolutely resonate with Joel trying to win over a cat (Frankie Cat may have just pounced at my feet from under the armchair that I’m supposed to pretend I didn’t see her under)

…assie (Frankie) by @frenchiereading I love everything Mel has been sharing with us from the Shared Breaths universe and this is just incredibly sweet. I don’t want to spoil anything, but my heart may have grown three sizes after reading the ending. 

Ring Toss (Frankie) by @morallyinept Okay, if @secretelephanttattoo hadn’t changed my perspective on doughnuts, then Jett has permanently altered all thoughts about them. This is is just, lustfully and sinfully indulgent and Frankie is just a menace 🍩

M E M O R A B L E P O S T S . . .

Megan's 1K celebrations, go drip into her Asks and repent to our Gouda Mother of Cheesus

Catfish PhD program had another assignment: Module 6 - The Licence Suspension

All of @wildemaven's moodboards, they're beautiful and such a mooood 💕

Three words, LAW. ENFORCEMENT. BALL. @sin-djarin threw out a thot and a hero came along and answered the prayer we didn't all know we needed, @for-a-longlongtime and presented us with a treat with this WIP

I did a bad job of tracking this week, there were so many more great posts this week that I got to be a part of and enjoyed!

B R O U G H T T H E J O Y . . .

Honestly? This community. I feel like I sound like a broken record on the topic now and that if I keep going on about how wonderful everyone is here it’s going to lose all meaning. But I’m getting to witness friendships being made through posts, a community being built in real-time and getting to know you all better is a real joy.

Having said that, despite the bullshit I put out - I am socially awkward at my core and trying to preach what I say and jump into more inboxes and DM's. But both of mine are always open if you want to drop down and discuss anything or everything 🙌

Also, if we want something superficial to balance that out, I’m almost finished with Sons of Anarchy season seven, finally (oh I have so many feels), and copious amounts of gratuitous Jax Teller nudity certainly never goes unwelcomed amongst the angst (Kurt Sutter knew what he was doing). I will be dropping into your Asks at some point @laurfilijames, be warned (also still thinking about the ask you sent me, is not forgotten!).

T H I S W E E K ' S J A M . . .

Adeem the Artist has been on permanent rotation since @goodwithcheese shouted them out and I love everything about this song. The feel-good beat, the voice and those lyrics? 🙌 *perfection*

Happy Sunday all! Wising everyone a good week ahead! 💛

#betty's sunday in review #sunday week in review #Spotify

[lelithamoon]

MC leaving Lucifer speechless after imitating him

This is my first attempt ever writing a fanfiction of Obey Me in english. I apologize as there might be mistakes in grammar or speech as this is not my native language. I prefer to write a female MC since I'm more comfortable and experienced with it. Nevertheless I hope you enjoy reading it!

I'm always open for advice as I seek to improve. Have a nice day! <3

"Damn… It's freezing cold… Why in whoever's name is it sooo cold?" You whine as you look around for something suitable to warm yourself. Your fingers brushed over something fluffy as you roamed through your closet. With one pull you tug it next to your chest just to see your beloved cardigan. It's covered in some sort of light coloured false fur and you can't resist the urge to nuzzle your face in its softness. A soft sigh escaped your lips.

"Yes. That is exactly what I was looking for…" You murmured to yourself before throwing the piece of clothing around your shoulders. Little did you know what your choice of apparel would cause.

You were on your way to the kitchen as you heard the sound of a familiar voice. 

"Yo Lucifer! would 'ya mind lending me some money? Need it for a school project"

You rolled your eyes. Did Mammon really believe someone like Lucifer wouldn't smell the lie behind that? Sometimes you were wondering what was going on in the brain of the Avatar of Greed. Was he really that stupid and naive? You kinda doubted that… 

"YO Lucifer! Stop ignorin' me, will 'ya?!" You were feeling a hand on your shoulder pulling you around. "By the way, why are 'ya that sma-... WHOA MC! Is that YOU?!" The demon screeched in shock. 

You lifted an eyebrow in disbelief. "Did you really think I was Lucifer, Mammon?!"

"It's not me to blame! I mean… YOU are the one with a similar outfit, human!" He justified. 

At these words you glanced at your outfit. You were just wearing some black trousers, a wine red blouse and your cardigan. It was not that similar to the first born's appearance, was it? Another call was gaining your attention. 

"Lucifer! I'm expecting some packages from Akuzon! Has it arrived yet? I can't wait to try this game about a hero who wants to save the princess but ends up falling in love with the enemy wich pretended to… MC?!" His eyes flew to Mammon in pure confusion. The older of the brothers just shrugged. 

The exact same confounding appeared to happen with Satan and Asmo as well, soon escalating into an argument with you in between. 

"HEY! The Great Mammon has a great Idea, 'ya will bet! As MC looks like Lucifer she should imitate him, what 'ya think?" He grinned proud of his idea, which even caused Satan to smirk a little. 

"Well. That surprisingly is not that of a bad idea" 

"I know righ- Wait! What 'ya mean by this?!" Mammon demanded to know but never got an answer as the others started to beg you. You sighed as you realized that there would be no way of avoiding this. 

"Alright…As you wish…" You removed your wonderful warm cardigan just to lay it loose around your shoulders. Exactly like Lucifer with his coat does. Next you crossed your arms in front of you and let your expression melt into one of annoyance. Glaring at Mammon as you raise your voice. "MAMMON! I hope you are prepared for the consequences of your actions!" You growled, almost killing him with your glance. The brothers started laughing as you tried your best in mimicking the firstborn going even further, getting lost in the act. "I'm utterly disappointed in all of you! Now I have to beg pardon from Diavolo because of your terrible demeanor!" 

Until now it was all fun. The demons almost rolled on the ground as they wheezed trying to catch just a little of breath. Until now. Suddenly the brothers grew silent. Staring behind you as you frowned in your tracks. Slightly gulping, almost not daring to inquire. "He is right behind me… Isn't he?" 

"Yes He is. What is That about?"

You could almost feel his daunting aura. It was like sitting in a cold bathroom. Naked in a bathtub after taking a cold bath. Your heart skipped a beat before it fastened. You tried to catch your breath. Force yourself to breathe deeply. You didn't want to give him the satisfaction of you being scared. You didn't exactly know where this sudden jolt of courage came from as you turned around to face him. Perhaps this was going to be your death nonetheless you uncrossed your arms. One fell to your side, hanging loose while the other rested on your hips. 

"Hello Lucifer! Well... It appears that your brothers mistook me to be you, because of my outfit. Seemingly I couldn't help myself to try feeling that power you always are radiating. Perhaps I've gotten a little lost in the process." Innocently smirking up at him, since he was taller than you. "I have to admit the way you wear your coat is somewhat aesthetic. Even if I would worry about it sliding down my shoulders all the time. But even so. It kinda fits me, don't you think? What does the Avatar of Pride himself reckon?" You turn around showing him every single angle of yourself. 

You could see his eyes widening and feel his aura vanish in confusion. He definitely didn't expect this kind of reaction. You left him speechless and even his younger brothers gasped in surprise. To be fair: it helped that Lucifer was taller than you. You had to lift your chin to gaze into his red orbs. It naturally gives you a lot more prideful posture, even influencing your confidence. On the other hand, he had to lower his chin, unconsciously bowing his head. Taking advantage of the situation you waved grinning at him. "Alright. See you later!" Rapidly heading to your room before Lucifer could pull himself together again. 

To be honest. That came even more surprising for the Avatar of Pride. Did you just walk out on him? That was a lot to process. He couldn't remember that anyone ever dared to do this to him. How could a mere human stir up these feelings within him? He blinked once or twice before he gathered his composure again and rushed to his room. The poor man was so confused he even forgot about his brothers. 

#obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me luficer #obey me mammon #obey me short fic #fanfic #speechless #lelithamoon #obey me lucifer x mc

[deepeststrawberrymoon]

I'm sick and tired of people acting like a ship has to be canon for it to be enjoyable!

No! It doesn't!

Sure, it might be an added bonus, but it's not the be all and end all of its enjoyability!

Please read below!!! vv

Chances are, if you go into it with the mind set "My ship has to be canon or else I will be angry, and anyone who disagrees is wrong", it's not going to be very fun for you or for anyone else in the fandom.

But if you go into it with the mindset "This ship is nice and I really think the characters should end up together, but I recognise that it might not become canon, and that's ok", then most likely it will be a lot more fun for you and anyone you interact with!

Also, the creators of whatever media your ship is from do not owe it to you to make the ship canon no matter how much evidence you have or how much chemistry you think the characters have, ok? They're just trying to tell a story, and getting angry with them is utterly pointless. At the end of the day, the plot is usually the most important aspect of any piece of media. I'd much rather have a satisfying ending to the plot than to see my ship become canon, wouldn't you agree?

Perhaps I'm biased since most of the media I consume is more focused on plot and characters/platonic relationships so there's next to no chance of any of my ships becoming canon, but that's ok!! I know that some ships mean a lot to some people, but I guarantee you that you will have more fun sharing theories and headcanons and fanart and fics or whatever with other people who enjoy the ship than you will ever have seeing the ship become canon.

And a lot of the time when a ship is made canon it's still disappointing because it didn't happen exactly how you expected or wanted it to happen. At the end of the day the characters' fates are up to the creators, so if you really don't like that a certain ship was/was not made canon, or if it was made canon in a way you didn't like, then why not try writing fanfiction? Or, better yet, why not try writing your own original story? That way literally everything is up to you!

I guess another thing I'm trying to say here is that fighting over ships is absolutely useless. It accomplishes nothing, and usually it's just a case of two people having different views on a certain character. But guess what? That's what's supposed to happen! It's fiction, which means none of the characters are real, which means everyone can interpret the characters and their actions differently! It's really interesting seeing everyone's different views and interpretations of the source media! And wouldn't it be kind of boring if everyone just had the exact same opinions on every character and ship?

Just because you believe a character has romantic feelings for another character, that doesn't mean that everyone else has to believe that too, and it doesn't matter if it's canon or not because it's your opinion.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, even if it contradicts your own.

To summarise:

A ship being enjoyable is not dependent on whether it's canon or not. Instead, it's totally up to you to make it as enjoyable as you can by interacting with others who ship it, or even by discussing it with people who have opposing views! And don't be upset if your ship isn't canon! :)

Also, don't start ship wars because they're stupid.

(I'd like to add that this isn't anti-any particular ship, this is a message for everyone)

#yeesh that was long :/ #ok i want to tag this with a lot of things but i'm kind of scared so pls no one be angry with me <3 #byler #mileven #yes i personally am a byler but i have nothing against mileven or its shippers ok? :) #jancy #stancy #steddie #tankana #inotan #zentan #zennezu #inoaoi #genshin chili #kaebedo #albecrose #sp stendy #sp style #xiyao #xicheng #xuexiao #rwby whiterose #rwby lancaster #rwby whiteknight #rwby nuts and dolts #lawrusso #samiguel #samrobby #c!tntduo #c!karlnapity

[readingwitharthur]

october 22, 2023

I just read the first chapter of the “axiom of equality” part of a little life and dude I’m really reconsidering the way I view life as a whole.

x=x, yes Jude, I feel you so fucking much, all my life I felt like I wouldn’t surpass this feeling of being wrong, the wrongdoings of my childhood, my mistakes and mistakes of others done to me haunt me every single moment of my days, maybe If I were funnier, maybe I if worked on my weight a little harder it would disappear, what did I do to deserve so much hate from others as a kid? to experience the heavy bullying? why should it stain my memory like a wine stained carpet? (you get used to it but it’s never really clean, this metaphor worked in my head so please bear with it). and Caleb, man I’ve met so many fucking Calebs in my life, people i trusted at first sight, thought it could work just to be utterly disappointed at the outcome.

“you’re not your past”, easier said than done.

it’s 3:15 a.m where I live as i’m writing this and I doubt i’ll be able to afford a good night of sleep due the mental state i find myself in. I haven’t cried once while reading this book, maybe it’s because I see so much of myself in these characters that I’m just perplexed and angry, at myself, at others who made me feel like a complete piece of shit my whole life, at the JB’s, cause we all have that one friend that, at some point, made fun of our insecurities and left us feeling like garbage.

read “a little life” by Hanya Yanagihara, i promise it’ll change you and the way you interpret life and others (and i haven’t even finished it yet)

#a little life #lispenard street #willem #jude st francis #jb #malcom #hanya yanagihara #much to think about #wow im sad

[peefartress2]

min needs glasses - butterfly soup one shot

"There’s no doubting it," Noelle stated matter-of-factly. “You need glasses.”

Min snarled back at her, deeply offended. "No, I fucking don't ." 

"Dude." said Akarsha, pushing a piece of paper across the lunch table, something written on it. Something nonspecific, that Min couldn't read definitely because Akarsha had shit handwriting and not because they couldn't tell what the pencil marks were supposed to be. Clearly, Akarsha was at fault.

"Can you read this?" she asked, her eyes narrowed, analyzing Min's reaction. Min themself scoffed.

"No!!- cause your handwriting is ass."

Akarsha and Noelle shared a look- Akarsha in particular having a bright, smug, I Told You So Grin.

"Noelle wrote it, actually.” Akarsha corrected. “And you know she’s a tryhard.”

“It’s not like her weird loopy cursive is any easier to read!”

“The Min I know would never pass off the opportunity to make fun of me for writing, in formal cursive,” Noelle cleared her throat. “ Boogers are a little more funny than pee pee, but less funnier than poo poo. End quote.”

Min snorted in amusement as Akarsha leaned over to say “I came up with that,” wildly grinning at the delicate, narrator-like way Noelle read the sentence. Noelle looked exasperated as Min and Akarsha high-fived under the table, as if she wasn’t right there.

“I’m beginning to think that this is more about making a fool of me than proving that visual aid would be useful to Min.”

“Nonono I would never do that!!”

“I doubt it.” The sound of Diya’s voice made Akarsha jump, because she swore that the girl just went to the bathroom. When did she get back?? Was she so stealthy?? What??

Min didn’t seem to notice Akarsha and Noelle’s surprise though, and turned to Diya like it was nothing.

“It would be so terrible,” Min told Diya desperately. “I refuse to be that nerdy Asian kid with glasses. Could you even imagine?? That’s Noelle’s thing, why doesn’t she get glasses?”

Noelle muttered something under her breath that implied there was some truth in that statement, causing Akarsha’s eyes to widen.

“But…” Diya frowned. “If you did have an eyesight problem… wouldn’t that affect how you play baseball?”

There was a helplessness in Min’s eyes as they looked at Diya like a kicked puppy, just utterly shocked and disappointed with how their eyebrows were pointed up. “No… NO…”

“No, no way I’m getting glasses. I’m just better I don’t need them I swear- and there’s also no way my parents care enough to buy me any, and I don’t care enough to ask them. And- ”

“If you talk to the school counselor or something and have the school approach your parents, there’s a chance they’ll be more open to the idea of getting your vision checked out,” Diya said lightly.

“You know you can get eye contacts too, if you don’t want glasses.” Akarsha pointed out, and Noelle nodded.

“Or you could wear sports glasses for when you play.”

Akarsha snickered. “Oh my god, those things look so goofy. I think Noelle’s right for once, Min.”

Min did not look pleased, their nose wrinkled. “This discussion is over.” 

Two weeks later, after refusing to wear the new pair of glasses they got, Min finally caved- now that their poor vision was acknowledged, it was more annoying to deal with. Thus, a generic looking pair of black glasses had found their way to Min’s face. Min saw Diya and Akarsha walking together, approaching the lockers, fully ready for Akarsha to clown on them.

“Eyyy!” Akarsha cheered as she walked over. “See!! Being visually impaired isn’t so bad!”

“Whatever. Even with glasses, I’m not as much of a dork as you .”

Diya smiled, taking her hat and placing it on Min’s head, the brim covering their eyes until Min pushed it up, looking at Diya with a grumpy expression.

“I think you look pretty fashionable,” she said.

“...Thanks.” Min mumbled, their face turning just a tint pink, eyes suddenly brightening when they remembered something.

“Oh!! So, apparently I’m farsighted or something? Which means I don’t think I have to wear these stupid things when I’m playing ball.”

“Aw man,” Akarsha sighed, shaking her head. “Was looking forward to watching you play in dorky glasses. It would’ve been great.”

“It’d also be great if I gouged your eyeballs so that even glasses couldn’t help you see.”

“ Min …”

“Right, right, sorry. Less violence. Yeah,” Min crossed their arms, looking up at Diya. Without her cap, the sun seemed to hit her wavy brown hair in a way that made it shine. Min enjoyed the way that hair always fell out of her ponytail, due to how Diya’s cut was just a bit too short to stay tied up normally. They tilted their head, peering at Diya’s golden-brown eyes. With their newly improved vision, things that were close were much clearer now.

“Hm. Only one thing I like about having glasses now, I guess.” Min said, and never elaborated no matter how many questions Akarsha asked.

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I haven't done one of the Chortle roundup posts in a while, mainly because I just haven't seen that many headlines on there that have particularly grabbed my attention. But when I opened the website yesterday, the two at the top seemed worth a screenshot.

What a combination. I have to admit I've dropped off from following The News Quiz lately, for the first time since I first got into it in about 2009, back in the Toksvig days. Followed it through the Miles Jupp days and into the Zaltzman days.

So you'd think I'd have gotten more obsessed with it as I became increasingly obsessed with Andy Zaltzman due to The Bugle, but it sort of had the opposite effect. The News Quiz feels like a somewhat watered down version of Andy Zaltzman, where I can hear him make a lot of the same jokes he makes on The Bugle that week (not that I blame him, he can't be expected to turn over two sets of material every week), but with certain parts cut, for time and/or BBC radio rules and/or format points. I'd rather hear him in the format where he's allowed to go on as much as he wants with fewer restrictions. And most News Quiz guests who are all that great get invited onto The Bugle anyway, so I hear them there.

In early 2023, I started skipping News Quiz episodes if they featured a TERF or a Tory. By mid-2023, I was noticing how often I skipped episodes, and realizing just how frequently they feature one of those was souring the program in my mind. It's worth noting that zero of the TERF or Tory guests have ever turned up on The Bugle, meaning it's not Andy's choice to have them on The News Quiz, I assume it's a BBC balance thing.

The final straw of a long loosening of that show's grip on me came when those quotes about Graham Linehan's book came out and we were all disappointed (but not, like, completely and utterly shocked) in Richard Ayoade, but Simon Evans had added a supportive quote as well. Simon Evans is one of the Tory comedians who turns up on The News Quiz fairly regularly, and I'd thought of him as someone who will make me skip an episode, but not that bad really, I disagree with him but he's not one of those really hardline right-wing horrible people. Is how I thought of him, until I read that he'd thrown his lot in with the absolute worst of them in the Linehan quote, and then I decided that his regular inclusion on The News Quiz is enough to make me not just skip his episodes, but not want much to do with the show anymore. Like I said, I don't blame Zaltzman at all (if Simon Evans turns up on The Bugle that's a different story, but I can't imagine that happening). It's a BBC thing.

Cancel culture, I know. Sorry, right wing. I'm personally canceling all of you by not wanting to take the horrible viewpoints I listen to every day in serious news and then hear them in my entertainment as well.

Anyway, that all makes that Chortle headline extra hilarious. Picking The News Quiz as their example of anti-right wing bias. I was about to write several paragraphs here about why that is bullshit, but actually it's 6 AM and I have to get up for work soon and I cannot be bothered. Everyone reading this already knows why that is bullshit, and I'm at a point in my life where if anyone doesn't know, I don't want to waste energy explaining it, I just want to not hang out with them. Cancel culture, I know. I'm a big fan of cancel culture these days.

Having said all that, that second headline is really worth a look. This is a bit of a ridiculous thing to say given the subjective nature of the genre, but that stand-up show - the tour that Nish Kumar's just announced (via his mailing list that the Chortle article pretty much just copy-pasted, everyone should get on his mailing list so you can get your comedy news from correctly spelled sources, usual disclaimer that I reserve the right to make fun of Chortle misspelling things even though my Tumblr blog misspells things because no one pays me for my Tumblr blog) - might be the best stand-up show. Like. Of all stand-up shows out there. It might be the best one. Nish might do his tour in late 2024 (following an Edinburgh run, that I desperately hope will include dates in the first week of the festival because I would love to see the finished show live) and then everyone might be able to just pack and up and say "Well, it's okay that the world's ending, because at least stand-up comedy has been done to perfection. We can all move on now." (I mean, except some people on some comedy message boards whom I'm pretty sure won't like him no matter what he does, and also I guess the Daily Mail won't like him no matter what he does for very different reasons, sorry he's not Fin Taylor and some people stand for something, also sorry for dedicating a sentence of my Tumblr post to responding to a message board post I saw last week for which no one on this website has context, I'd say about 5% of my posts these days are doing that.)

I realize this is a weird thing to say about a tour that hasn't started yet, and a show that hasn't been completed yet. But I've heard some of the WIP material, and if you put all that material together, and wrap it around some structure and stuff - which is what I assume Nish Kumar intends to do before touring it as a full hour - I'm pretty sure that's a recipe for the best stand-up comedy show I've ever heard. Absolutely everyone who has the ability to do so should check this show out. I think Nish Kumar's at his best ever right now, and that means a hell of a lot when you consider how much I've venerated his previous stuff. He keeps improving on perfection and I think everyone should just stop bothering making comedy after this one. After I get the chance to gaze upon the eighth wonder of the world in Edinburgh 2024, that is.

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🖤Monster Lover Book Recs🖤

Were you, like me, gaslit by booktok influencers into reading Ice Planet Barbarians? You may be entitled to financial compensation. Call 1-800-blue-peepee for more information. Not really BUT!!! Below is a list of passable monster fucker books I discovered after spite reading like 30 of these after being utterly disappointed by IPB and hellbent on find some that were at least OKAY. Better than Ice Planet Barbarians, at least

The genre being what it is, make sure to check on the content warnings linked on TheStoryGraph if there's anything specific you're worried about. Also there ARE some lgbtqa+ books on this list (you’re welcome).

🕸🕷️Ensnared by by Tiffany Roberts🕷️🕸 I read this so long ago, and I can barely remember it tbh. A big alien spider monster finds a human woman that has crashed landed onto his planet and is like: FUCK this mammoth spider queen hottie who wants me to be her king, I want this gangly little blonde thing I fished out of a dirty hole. Ok. Sure. Pros: This author is committed to the art of monster fucking. This is not just like a guy but furry. Or a guy but scales. This is a big ass spider fucking a lady. And that’s beautiful. Cons: You know that “born sexy yesterday” trope? Because of the communication/cultural differences it kind of felt like they were both each other’s sexy baby. I didn’t really care for the characters or plot tbh, I just persevered because I just had to see how those crazy kids made it work. I was like, “seriously what are the mechanics?” Turns out: webs!

🚀🐱Engineering Fate by Alexis B. Osborne🐱🚀 Sasha tumbles through a wormhole into a part of space uninhabited by humankind--and instead inhabited by sexy cat men (yay). This one starts with the “captured by aliens” trope à la Ice Planet Barbarians, but it’s not a weird, uncomfortable sex thing (yay). Pros: I loved how active the main character was compared to the protags of this genre. She murders soooo many people. I was cheering out loud. Kill those birdmen, girlboss. Cons: Did not really care about the ML or the smut at all. But if you are into breeder kink--or were one of those kids with a huge crush on Simba growing up--then you are in for a treat.  FYI, if you read this and like it, do not read the next in the series. It’s NOT good.

🦖🪐Heart's Prisoner by Olivia Riley🪐🦖Communication specialist studies dangerous--but totally hot--alien prisoner of war “Asset X”. Pros: campy action scenes which I always enjoy. A dinosaur wreaking havoc on a space station in my sex book? More likely than you think., but the ML was fun and sexy. No “soul mates” or “that’s the mother of my child” stuff as far as I can remember, which is always a plus. Cons: The FL has as much personality as an Austin’s sandwich cracker (fyi: that’s the worst kind of sandwich character). 

🐊🔮She Came From The Swamp by Darva Green🔮🐊 She was a girl, she was also a girl--but also a Ukrainian Swamp monster--Can I make it any more obvious? Let me tell you. It is already a challenge to find passable heterosexual monster smut. Sapphic monster smut? Oh my god. But this is cute and good! Pros: adorable leads, relatively simple story that focuses on what we’re all really here for. Cons: sometimes they did it while the swamp monster was in human form, and I was like. Why?

☢️💀Soul Eater by Lily Mayne💀☢️ Post-apocalyptic setting, but also there’s interdimensional portals that have appeared on all over Earth that aliens pour out of it. Aliens ranging from cute critters to blood thirsty monstrosities to shredded gay monster hotties. A supernatural monster dubbed “Soul Eater” slaughters a battlefield of men--leaving only a single soldier. What does the mysterious killer want with Danny? Pros: A bonkers plot with lots of action and violence? Check. A seemingly cold and scary love interest that is actually super soft and protective? Check. An author brave enough to actually write weird monster dick instead of just being like, “it’s big and blue!” Cons: having read a few books in this series the huge lack of meaningful female characters and non-white characters throughout is a bummer. 

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