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neutrallyobsessed · 5 months

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I challenge you to make a tier list of your opinion on Ace Attorney ships >;)

Challenge accepted motherfucker >;))))

i did like 5 different lists cause not all them where complete enough to my tastes and then i found this MASSIVE tier list (with a lot of crack xdd) so i was able to do it, fortunally the nrmy week gave me some time to work on this and EVEN THEN some kinda obvious ones were missing so i had to edit them in from the other tierlists, plus stuff i made up lol

also, for it not be too long and mark very clearly my Heterosexual Bias, the list was divided in two, so let's start: (spoilers for investigations cause shih-na doest appear as shih-na)

The OTP category is very self-explanitory, so the second place is all other ships that i like and ship too just not as hard since i have OTPs for the characters already~~

Ohters I like and Im listening have varying degrees of crack but im still considering as potential ships to like seriously

the canon ships acting as a neutral divider, they are canon, you can't complain about that (or you can im just a tumblr post you can do what you want forever). if they arent higher is cause they are not as interesting or funny as the above ships, i still love them very much

then theres the absolute crack that i find amusing but couldnt take to ship it seriously and then ships that are either boring: too tame, lack spice, feel like avoiding being problematic was the priority instead of they'd be cute togheter; or ships that feel a bit too cruel for comfort and i percieve as no longer fun, but sad

this tier list didnt have ema/nahyuta but did have poly ships that included the three so there we go, the only het ships i dont like (2)

finally, the only gay ships i consider to be neat, silly funny friends-to-lovers not overly popular, very cool and epic

And now, the interesting one:

Rangu referenced and teased by canon joke ship goes first of course!

for real tho, there's friends to lovers OR rarepairs OR lawyer x assistant ships, being my go-to in het ships they'd rank higher here

Evil People In Love! What else can I say? When 2 people are down bad for each other and down for destroying everyone and everything whether for revenge or the lulz cause they're bad and they're doing it togheter it's just beautiful~!

anything crack or toxic in a funny way goes next

incest as a neutral divider since being gay is super normal thus uninteresting but adding the taboo incest spice that will NEVER be approved by society IRL will make me a bit more interested but like you know- neutrally

any boring crack or toxic in a unfunny way goes next

and finally we reach my real (yet still neutral) beef with the ace attorney shipping fandom, being the popular ships that get talked about ad nauseum and if you wanna talk about any other ship you get ignored at best or harrassed at worst. Overrated could be the perfect way to describe this ships as they're so oftenly rated over other ships when they're SO LAME AND BLAND AND BRING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. i am not criticizing originality, you know im unoriginal as well, but other fandoms have this something called ✨VARIETY✨ that EVEN IF the boring bland m/m ship still is number one ship of everyone and their grandmas, it'll still be in a relative equal number of fans and content (or directly opposite where Super Popular Ship has like 100 fans producing stuff and literally anything else has like <5, so you only have to block 1 or maybe 2 Super Popular Ships and then is smooth sailing full of variety~)

tl;dr they're annOyedTPs actually they're not bad, they are meh plus the over exposure can really grind someone's gears, second place being not AS popular thus annoying but still pretty much talked about and liked by many people as they are second places to ships in the normie zone

and finally finally what i actually dislike, shipping canonically het married characters with same-sex characters (and not in the funny way)(specially the gay best friend in love with their straight friend, my absolute belothed) or any flavor of enemies-to-lovers, whether it's a tame rivals-to-lovers or a legit hero x villian (stockholm syndrome can be fine but it depends on how its presented....or if it's... y'know funny) or same-age shipping where the characters maturity levels are SO DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT idk it feels kinda icky :////

In any case, i'm still answering asks for particular ships if y'all want a more in depth opinion ^w^

#ask #ahaha im not tagging the ships lol #shipping #ace attorney #aa #ship tier list

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seyvetch · 2 years

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Fuck Im certaintly not of like completely sound mind rn

The intrusive thoughts (esp self harm) and like anger issues are up and I think Im a bit delusional

Gonna be talking about those things further so if not a fan you should probably not read that and sorry idk how to do the under the line thing on mobile so yeah

Sent a meme into a meme chat themed to the campeign Im playing in DMs discord server related to a topic that was discussed in the vc during the session by the players which I thought was funny and DM was upset with it which is totally fair I wont go into details and gave my character a negative modifier to hit which wont impact the character too much but the whole situation just fucking making me go crazy a bit. Once again I didnt think things through and upset a friend. Once again Im making dumb mistakes and I hate myself so much for this it just makes me want to bang my head at a wall or cut myself or hurt myself in other ways bc intrusive thoughts and bc I feel so fucking pathetic and awful bc no matter what I do I always screw up no matter how much percieved smarts I have in some areas like programming Im still a moron. And then I hear my intrusive thoughts to get angry at my friend for that even tho I know that was fair on his part and that Im overreacting due to being in an unhealthy mindset atm and I hate myself even more for even thinking that.

Thankfully Im able to resist the intrusive thoughts rn Im aware enough for that but I dont think Im clear minded enought to talk with much sense cuz I also think Im a bit delusional rn and I cant articulate my thoughts properly as well.

Anyway I dont blame anyone but myself for this tbh I can recognise that Im in a bad mental state and am overeacting. So yeah if the DM is reading this sorry

I feel a bit better I just needed to vent a bit not to anyone in perticular just write down my thoughts, maybe organise them a bit, better understand what Im feeling and junk.

#vent

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yoongikisses · 3 years

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{MYG} My Pick-Up Note

Pairing| Yoongi x Reader

Summary| You get a Pick-Up note for your order as you missed the Postman this morning. As you pick it up at the post office, you notice it is not your order. But a guy's named Min Yoongi.

Genre/Warning| Fluff, oneshot

Note| I came up with it today and woke up way too early on my free day :,> so enjoy

Disclaimer| Authors note!

Please know that english is not my first language. I apologize for grammar/spelling mistakes and hope you can still focus on the storyline instead. All of the upcoming stories are only pure fiction from my daily ideas and imaginations and I'd likely want to share my passion with you.

If you have requests please always feel free to dm!💜

Much Love!

—Silvy🐱

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You groaned as you spotted the yellow pick-up note sticked over the top rim of your mailbox. You ordered a hoodie. A hoodie that would've been delivered and worn by you now only if you weren't that lazy to open the door for the postman just about twenty minutes ago. You rolled your eyes and went back to your apartment. You cursed at yourself under your breath. You've been waiting and all hyped about that hoodie for so long. And now, it is your fault you have to wait for even longer now. You looked at the pick up date, only to percieve the message, that your package would arrive back at the main post office two days later.

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Here you were. Standing in line to get to the shelter. You couldn't take your mind off of how good you would look in that new damn hoodie after a painfully long amount of pre-order waiting and shipping duration. Your head snapped up at the 'ding' and you stepped to the smiling lady at the shelter.

You handed her your yellow pick-up note and she nodded her head checking her PC.

"Just a moment miss Min~" you nodded and then frowned after she left.

"........ hah?"

She came back with the package and handed it over. Your face was the definition of happiness and your hands have already met the white box. "Thank you, have a nice day~"

The lady already pressed the button to cause another 'ding' to invite the next person to get to the shelter, as you jumped in "Wait!"

The lady snapped her head up at you.

"Th--this is not my adress!" She blinked and checked the yellow papers. "It's your pick-up number miss. It is truly the right package"

You looked at her dumbfouned. "Miss, this is still not my adress! I want my damn package!"

The elderly lady behind you started mocking in a high pitched voice to make you move out her way, impatiently wanting to hand in a letter.

The lady at the shelter sighed. "Miss Min, please. Contact our hotline about your issue. I'm just trying to do my job. Have a nice day."

You boiled in anger "I am not Miss Min! Arghhh!" You stumped out the Post office angrily and left. You entered your car and threw the box onto your passenger seat and left a bothered sigh.

After calming down you turned your face to the box again. It surely was the same brand you bought of. That's why the boxes must've been exchanged... you carefully scanned the box and looked at the adress. Maybe just the adress was wrong? But then the package must've arrived at the wrong adress and you would've never got that doomed pick-up note. You rolled your eyes annoyed. The only way to find out was to drive to that adress and ask the real owner. He probably has your package.

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You scanned the plate once again to make sure before you rang. "Min Yoongi" it said. It's the right thing. It only took a few seconds for the inhabitant to open the door after you rang. and he caught you off guard. Real bad. Here he was. A guy your age. Maybe just a year older. Or two. His eyes were hooded. His features were beautiful and skin really well taken care of and lips pouty. His black, probably freshly dyed hair was all over the place. His black plain shirt was hanging loosely from his shoulders, showing off his collarbones. His necklace was hanging from his neck showing a silver pisces pendant and the black baggy sweaters matched also to his black fila slippers.

After a few seconds of re-thinking your words you snapped. "Um-..."

He tilted his head at your unsureness. "Can I help you?" His voice was even more amazing. It was raspy. Probably still his morning voice.

"I-- had to pick up my package I ordered. But it's the wrong one. It's your adress." You looked to the box in your hands. Quite shy at the stranger. "So... I wondered if you possibly have mine?..." you asked shily and lifed your head once again to meet the strangers eyes again. He leaned agains his door frame crossing his arms and poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Looking up as if he's trying to remember something "Hm... could that be the Mastermind hoodie?" Your eyes got wide "Y-Yes!" The realization hit you "Y-You opened it??" That left you sink in annoyance. "Of course" he nodded simply. All unbothered and unapologetic. "I was expecting a package of the same shipper." You lifted your hands. "Correct. This one" he just nodded. Remaining in the same position. He caught you in confusion. "So...... can I have my package?" He lifted his eyes again as if he's seriously thinking about it. "Technically, what's lost, gets owned by the new founder"

you frowned, not showing mercy of being friendly anymore "what? Are you serious??" He chuckled at your annoyance. "I'm pretty sure you'd be happy with my purchase aswell." You boiled in anger.

"Yah! Are you seriously thinking anything you bought could exchange my Mastermind hoodie in collab with Vans??" He laughed at your passion about the fashion item. "Mh. I don't know. I'll think about it. Okay?~" he smiled and stepped in, grabbing the door handle. "W-Wait!" You placed your hand at his door nearly desperately. He lifted his head. Trying so hard to hide his amusement. "Do you seriously want me to pull up at your door again just to ask if you've changed your mind??" He shrugged.

"Hahh??" You frowned at him giving him a judging face. "Why not. Maybe I'd change my mind by evening" he smirked. A blush kinda creeped up your face as it kinda sounded like an invitation. You make your annoyance stand out more so he wouldn't notice your flustered face "ughh just you wait mister Min." He waved annoyingly and gave a cocky smile before closing the door.

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You entered your home nearly slamming the door and gripped the box in your hands. "This guy has the guts-" your gaze fell onto his box and you thought.... "Technically, he opened mine." A smirk grew wide as you did wonder what he ordered. You did not hesitate any further to open the package and it caught you by surprise when you saw his purchase. It was a fear of god hoodie... a heck lot more rare and expensive than yours. Why would he decide to keep yours? You threw his hoodie on without hesitation and scanned it in the mirror. It was obviously a bit over sized on you but honestly. It looked amazing on you. You instantly fell in love with the item. Not wrapping your head around the fact that he would ever exchange his purchase with yours. He probably gave hundreds and hundreds of dollars on it and probably waited a painfully long amount of weeks just like you. Wasn't he upset when he opened a wrong delivery?

Your mind reached to the possibility of him just hitting on you. But when you remembered his hot features you instantly shook your head off the thought. Impossible. He was probably just bored or wanted to annoy you.

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You rolled your eyes as you saw the name plate at the doorbell of his door. You rang it. Gulping for some reason. And there he was again. Still his fluffy black locks. Pouty lips and those narrow eyes. He wore a hoodie. Not yours in particular. And neither his. Which left you questioning how it would look on him after you tried it on. "Miss?~" you rolled your eyes once again. "My. Hoodie." You caught him lff guard. He was visibly surprised you did not mean to keep his hoodie, even though the worth was like five times the amount of his. Why didn't you? Well. Technically you could just keep his unbothered. Probably anyone would. Maybe... if there wasn't just his invitation that always sticked in the back of your mind for you to come back in the evening. That was like more of a reason you came. But of course, you wouldn't tell him that.

"Not satisfied?" You chuckled. "Funny one you are." He gave a cocky smirk. "Why don't we disguss that with a cup of coffee. Is probablx cozier than the hallway." Here it was. The 'hidded invitation' again. What was this guy up to? He let you inside. And you stepped in carefully taking your shoes off as you scanned his place. It was clean. Really clean.

There was a bottle of wine standing unopened on the coffee table. Probably his plan to consume it for the night as a weekend start on friday evening. There were art pieces hung up on his plain white and grey walls. The furniture were mostly black. It looked cozy yet modern and expensive. The apartment was dimmed with warm lights, the TV giving a better job of illuminating the living room area. "Thought you said coffee" your comment reffered back to the wine. He scratched his head "I did not expect you to come actually..." now it was his turn to blush. It was cute. It caught you off guard. "Pff." You rolled your eyes. "I'm no stealer. I dont need your hoodie" he smirked at one realization. "Good. Give it to me" it made your expression drop. "Uhm-........" he smirked as you noticed what he was reffering to. Yes. You didn't have it. The excitement and nervousness to know you were 'hiddenly invited' to a guys place made you forget why you actually came in first place. "You forgot it." You nervously snapped. "I--I really don't need it! I-it's yours really I just--" —"You forgot why you actually came here?" Yes. It sounded really dumb when he said that. But yes. He's right. You could not say a word as the blush on your cheek made it hard to do so anyways.

"....... I don't even really want mine anymore anyways......" you took a seat at the couch.

He looked amused at you. Letting your words sink in for a minute or two, that seemed like an eternity. The only thing that made sound was the two wine glasses that he got from the kitchen and the next sounds were his steps he made with his Fila slippers. He sat to you. Not really bothering to make an appropriate distance between your two sitting figures. It caught you in nervousness even more. You honestly did not even expect a guy like him to sit that close to you. He seems rather chill and distant. He placed the two glasses to you and grabbed the bottle opening it while piercing his gaze on you. "So.... why then" you lifted your gaze to meet his eyes. Hoping he would read your expression that clearly said 'Duh. You invited me'. He just chuckled. And it was damn attractive. "We can also just see this as an invitation." He said and back here was that annoying smirk. He got your message. You really wanted to change the topic to end the embarrassment of your poor actions. "You... got taste." He gave you a short glance with a low 'huh?' After pouring the dark red liquid into your glass, placing it to you.

"The hoodie.... you got good taste in fashion" He couldn't help but take advantage yet again to connect your opinion to the previous topic. "You mean you got taste now?" You got flustered and embarrassed. Leaving you give a "yah!" That made him laugh out loud. "I really don't need it! I forgot okay?...." he gave you a rather warm smile now. "Okay. Let's say I believe you." You frowned, as it sounded like he didn't. "What's the reason you forgot. You must've had in mind what our business was, as you prepared for tonight." You gulped. You did put in a bit more effort in your make up and hair to look cute. And you really looked stunning. "I'll bring it...." you lowered your gaze. The next thing you felt was his warm fingers lifting your chin and your heart dropped at the physical contact. "I told you. I don't need it. And as you said you don't need yours." It gave you the impression of him wanting to confess to why he made such a scene with the orders. "S-so... why......?" He smiled and took grip of the glass circling it to make the crimson liquid stirr in the glass. He sure was a wine lover. He brought the glass closer to smell it. His small actions and silence only making your interest rise in excitement, also making you more curious of his person himself.

"I took advantage." His lack of explanation did the same cause as his quiet actions did. "...... of?" He put the glass down, not even taking a sip and he smiled folding his hands as if he's having a hard time telling you the truth. "I came to return your package two days before you came to return mine" you blinked surprised waiting him to continue. "W-what made you stop?" He chuckled low. "I saw the pick-up note on your mailbox and knew, you would get my package. It....... sounds creepy but I saw you get out the apartment to grab your mail and.... you caught my interest" you blushed. You were really surprised at his statement and did not know what to say, making yourself repeat his words. "I.... caught your interest?" He nodded "yeah. So I wanted to see if your appearance and your type matched my interest aswell when you knock on my door asking me the favor of exchanging our packages." You stared. "So....... you invited me?" He nodded once again. "You were cute." He smiled at his own words. "So the next step was to test you if you're interested aswell in giving you two options" you frowned confused. "The first one being keeping my hoodie and never saying a word again,"

"You know...." you turned your head to him. Your face matching his state aswell. He leaned closer. Making your blush grow only wider as you could even smell his cologne mixed with the fruity scent of the high quality wine. He talked low. Almost seductively

"I do wonder what you look like in my hoodies."

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5-falsehoods-phonated · 4 years

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Sorry for bothering you, but I couldn't help but wonder, what do you think of Janus' playlist? After several days of analysing it, I'm so overwhelmed with all the emotions towards the snake boy! The character potential, possible development, ideas for fics are just bashing me on the head and heart! I would love to hear your thoughts on the matter. Lots of love and have a good day! P.S. Expect some requests for songfics for sure!

It's not a bother, thank you for asking! Oh I have many feelings, as I usually do for all the playlists but this one...man. Hope you like long answers XD

First just the overall impression is great. I love the sort of contradicting roaring 1920s nihilistic aesthetic. Makes me think of a tired anti-hero, their cape swirling behind them as they turn away from the chaos, knowing they'll have a mess to clean up later but for right now they would very much enjoy a glass of wine. Its smooth. Its jazzy. It's dark. Its nostalgic in a different way from Patton, where instead of tugging softly at your heartstrings it settles a weight on your shoulders. Not in a bad way, just like someone added an extra five pounds of awareness to what you were already carrying, if that makes sense?

He boils down to an emo with class for me and I love it.

I'm not gonna go song by song but heres a few thoughts.

I absolutely love Black Hole Sun being on it as a vintage cover. Soundgarden is such a good band and this song in particular is one of my favorites, right up there with Tighter and Tighter and Spoonman. It's a dark song that has contrasting themes and means different things to different people, which is perfect for Janus' outlook on life and Thomas. And of course the reference to the snake fits right in.

It Seemed The Better Way is one of my favorites on the list. The style of the song and Leonard Cohen's voice reminds of Mark Lanegan's style and is so soothing.

Talking at the same time just made me think of all the Sides talking through a dilemma but really just arguing and talking over one another, contradicting each other and themselves in the process. It makes me want to bang all their heads together and yell "COMMUNICATION BITCH" which I really hope season 3 addresses the important of good and healthy communication and it takes the last side to do it but I digress. It's a song that points out unfairness and frustrating contradictions and I love that the angsty snake likes this song.

Scarlett Johansens Trust On Me is one I'm posting a fanart of soon, it put such a clear image in my head of Janus smoothly talking to Thomas about listening to him and taking care of himself while below surface level hes desperately trying to hold this vision together of everything being fine while the world crumbles. It's just Tbomas walking along with his sides as they smile as the sunshine while Janus is stumbling behind with an old umbrella, batting away dead branches with his staff while everyone else is oblivious.

Mandy Goes To Med School. Janus canonically listens to the Dredston Dolls and no one else I've ever met listens to them or knows who they are and it fills me with unreasonable happiness that someone on the team got this song on the playlist. Many have interpreted this song as back alley abortions and illegal sex changes, both elective surgeries that have consequences if done improperly. I honestly think the bare bones of this song apply to Janus. Percieved "selfishness over selflessness" and the consequences being up in the air for both. A sort of damned if you do, damned if you dont situation, which definitely paints Janus, at least for me, as a world weary tired ex-optimist who's experiences have shaped his perception of the world in a way that can be hard for others to understand. I think this song fits him to a T.

Evil Night Together makes me think of him, Remus and Virgil just having a ball of a night causing chaos together and laughing all the way through. It fills me with a lot of happiness thinking of the idiocy those three got up to when they were on better terms with each other.

Dont Tell Mama...makes me way too excited fr the last dark side. I get this strong feeling from the song the Janus very much works in the shadows, to the point where hes even a bit secluded from the other 'dark sides' to an extent. Maybe the last one is someone who really tries to run the show and wouldnt be pleased with what Janus is trying to do. Not saying Mystery Orange is evil, none of them are.

I feel like You're A Cad is a comment on him and Virgils relationship. The way that they are now, secretive and closed off, a friendship cant really work between them but they keep coming back no matter how many times they broke eachothers trust. I don't think Janus and Virgil hate each other, I just think they need to communicate better like everyone else does but they kept trying without knowing how and hurting each other in the process.

As Far As I Can See feels like a self deprecating view point that all the "dark sides" have and it makes me want to hug not only him but Remus, Virgil and even Orange until they feel even a little bit better. In this house we love and appreciate our good bad boys.

Change. Okay first: the first line of this song is "theres something in the wind" and in Sally's Song on Virgils playlist the first line is "I sense theres something in the wind." Coincidence maybe and probably but I'm holding out for Remus' for the third. 'Lately, I've been thinkin' it's just someone else's job to care Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn?' is such an OOF I just cant. I strongly feel like this is Janus rethinking what his purpose could possibly be if no one is willing to listen. Could apply to Logan too but he has Erase Me already so.....

Come Little Children by Erutan. That's it, Janus also canonically also listens to the Willow Maid and cries the first time he heard no you cant change my mind. He also watches Hocus Pocus every year and loves it. Remus joins him. Virgil did when they were on better terms. You also cant change my mind on this. I think this song is just commenting on how Janus hides the truth for Thomas so he can see the world from a better perspective than what it actually is. Self preservation and lying to ourselves and all that.

Into The Unknown from Over the Garden Wall I think is telling us everything is changing and revealing itself the farther we go with Thomas' dilemmas. They're all stemming from somewhere so where will we end up? Who can say, but in the meantime aren't the lies we're telling ourselves pretty? Janus is observing everything falling apart and hoping he isn't lying when he tells himself everything will work itself out. Only time will tell. It's a sad, longing note to end the playlist on, but it's very fitting.

Overall this playlist cements the fact the the Angst Train really just said "Choo choo mothfucker" and steamrolled on regardless of the fact that were stuck on the tracks. And I love it.

Janus is a sad, angsty boy tired of everyone's bullshit and honestly just wants everyone to get along so he can finally sit back and play his game cube without his gloves on in the common room of the mindscape without being hissed or glared at, and is that really too much to ask? Also, he's crying in the art on spotify, with such a resigned look on his face and I just...my heart.

Sorry this is so long, like I said I have a lot of feelings. Add your own thoughts if you like, you and anyone else who wants to. This is my interpretation of only some of the songs so of course there are more and different things worth mentioning. This is a judgement free blog where all opinions are welcome.

#sanders sides #ask #sanders sides playlists #janus sanders #deceit sanders #janus playlist

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striptae · 6 years

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Scenario: Christmas with BTS

Genre fluff/smut

Warnings: smut

Im sorry this is late but my phone had some issues with tumblr. I hope you enjoy :)

Namjoon

You two had spent the day just walking around the city in the morning, getting a coffee at namjoons favorite coffee shop It was all great until Namjoon decided that he wanted to bake cookies. Since you were reading a novel and you really weren’t in the mood to bake you told Namjoon to just bake cookies by himself.

Later on you realised that was probably a bad idea as you had to save the poor boy from burning the whole kitchen down. Only 10 minutes after he was annoying you again with these cookies he wanted to bake. You looked up from the book, sighing “Is there any way to make you shut up about those shitty cookies?”. A smirk crept onto Namjoons face: “I do know one babe.” He took the book out of your hand placing it on the table behind him. “In fact I know something that’d taste even better than these cookies.” Gasping you stood up and hit his chest “You`re such a pervert!” Namjoon simply smirked and pulled you against his chest, clashing his lips onto yours. Only a moment later you were standing in just your bra and panties, your boyfriends lips attached to your neck, leaving purple marks all over it.

Seokjin

After you finished grocery shopping in the morning you two started to bake cookies in the kitchen. The situation escalated when Jin decided to start a foodfight, pouring the whole bag of flour over your head while you were rolling out the cookie dough. You screamed and then fought back by throwing one of the eggs at him. The whole kitchen was a huge mess after and you doomed your boyfriend to clean it up while you were taking a shower to get the sticky flour-egg mixture out of your hair.

Now the floor in the living room was covered in wrapping paper and the room was dark except for the sparkling lights on the Christmas tree and the light of the TV screen. Your families had already left an hour ago and now you were cuddled up in a blanket, your head resting on Seokjins lap who brushed through your hair with his long fingers, his concentration on the movie playing. Your eyes were fixated on your boyfriends face, admiring his beautiful features. Suddenly you sat up straight looking into your boyfriends eyes wich held a confused expression. “I love you Jin.” His expression softened and he pulled you onto his lap, placing his forehead against yours. “I love you too” his lips moved over yours and you placed your hands on his cheeks while deepening the kiss even further. Jins hands moved under your hoodie soon, undoing your bra while you moved your hips on his slowly hardening dick, your boyfriend moaning softly into the dark and quiet room.

Yoongi

You woke up due to light kisses that were pressed onto your neck. You tried to push your boyfriend away but he just tightened his grip around your waist. “I can’t, I really need you right now.” His voice sounded embarassed and when you turned your head half confused, half annoyed your eyes first fell onto the blush on his cheeks and then scanned further down until you percieved rather big tent in Yoongis sweatpants. The laugh that escaped your lips was soon muffled by his lips and that way the day was already off to a good start. Christmas was a rather lazy day for both of you, the Christmas tree had been set up already and you spent most of the time in your bed sleeping and making out some more.

“Aish, Y/N wake up!” you grumbled and pulled the blanket over your head. Yoongi sighed and all of a sudden he stopped shaking you and ripped the blanket off your body. “WAKE UP, ITS CHRISTMAS AND WE HAVE TO BE AT YOUR PARENTS HOME IN LIKE 30 MINUTES!!”

Hoseok

Snow was falling outside the window when you woke up on Christmas morning. After breakfast you two went out to go buy a Christmastree and some colourful baubles. As soon as you arrived home you two started to decorate the tree, hanging up the baubles and attaching a light string. Later on, Hoseok and you went to a nice little restaurant where you were meeting up with some friends, chatting and having dinner.

You got home pretty late but still decided that you wanted to celebrate Christmas together. Currently you were sitting on the fluffy white carpet next to the Christmas tree, unwrapping the gift your boyfriend had given you. A smile creeped up his face as he saw your face lighten up and a scream left your mouth. You jumped up, running towards your sitting boyfriend, placing your hands on his soulders and kissing him passionately. Hoseok seemed a little overwhelmed at first but then he returned the kiss with the same force and put his arms around your waist to pull you onto his lap. You were able to feel his bulge through the red sweatpants he was wearing and soon you were lying on the couch, moaning your boyfriends name while he thrusted into you.

Jimin

Both of you were digging that one TV series so you just had to finish that one season the night before Christmas. You really were bored the next day so you made Jimin go shopping for clothes with you. At first the poor, tired boy really wasn’t motivated but soon the both of you were trying all kinds of clothes laughing at how dumb the other looked and taking tons of stupid pictures. Jimin sent all of them into the BTS groupchat making the other members vote for the ugliest sweater of the day. In the end it was Hoseok, Jin, Taehyung and Jungkook voting for your sweater so Jimin had to buy you those sweets he really hated.

As soon as you arrived back home you started to decorate the Christmas tree while Jimin was wrapping his gifts in the bedroom. After you finished decorating the tree you went over to the bedroom, knocking onto the door. When no one responded you opened the door, catching sight of the wrapped presents on the floor and your boyfriend lying on the bed, sleeping. You silently approached him and crawled on top of him. Jimins eyes shot open the moment you settled yourself onto his lap. You giggled as you felt the bulge in your boyfriends pants while he just groaned. Smirking you started to teasingly move your hips and a deep groan left his mouth as he swiftly turned the two of you around, burrying your small frame beneath his bigger one.

Taehyung

The night before Christmas you two had watched two movies and afterwards Taehyung had forced you to play games with him. Most of the time he was the winner but it was still funny so you kind of lost track of time a little bit, resulting in you two oversleeping on the morning of Christmas.

Later that day you two got into the car to take on the two hour ride over to your parents. Taehyung got something to eat for both of you on the way there and you two were both constantly singing along to the Christmas songs on the radio so you had quite a fun time. You two were the last ones to arrive at the Christmas party, all your relatives already there. While you were talking to your mother in the kitchen you saw a smiling taehyung playing with your little five year old cousin a reindeer headband on his head. It was probably the cutest scene ever and you just had to record it. Your little cousin was running away, laughing of joy while tae chased after him. You put your jacket on the hanger and Taehyung put his black shoes next to his gucci slippers. “Im so tired” you yawned and turned around to walk into the living room. Your boyfriend stopped you by putting his hands around your waist and starting to kiss your neck. “Taee”, you whined, “i really am tired.” He ignored you and started to suck on your neck. You eventually gave in and laid your head to the left to grant him better access. “I am serious, i really want to sleep” you moaned half heartedly. Your boyfriend stopped. “Well then why dont you let me do the whole work?” He then picked you up bridal style and carried you through the living room before dropping you onto the bed.

Jungkook

You two set up the Christmas tree a night before Christmas, eating pizza while doing so. Somehow Jungkook had convinced you to go play bowling with him and Yugyeom the next morning and you just lost terribly in the beginning. Jungkook nearly fell off his chair because he had been laughing too hard at your failure and you hit him probably a thousand times while Yugyeom just looked at you two shaking his head, smiling. But you got better the longer you played and even managed to do a strike in the end. By the time that the three of you left the mall it had started to snow and after you bid goodbye to Yugyeom your boyfriend and you had quite a snowball fight, resulting in the both of you being covered in snow.

As soon as you arrived home, you ran through the falling snow almost slipping a few times. You arrived at the door before your boyfriend, taking off your shoes and hanging up your jacket. You were just about to walk off, turning around at the sound of the door shutting close behind your boyfriends back “Jungkook we still need to-” you stopped as soon as you saw the dark look in his piercing eyes, swallowing. He didn`t even hesistate to take off his jacket, suddenly pressing his hungry lips onto yours, your theeth clashing together. His tongue entered your mouth roughly, your hands entangled in his hair while he pushed you backwards until your back met the wall.

- Seagull 1

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wildgeese2017 · 3 years

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i dont know whether i want to hav sex with her like if i cud. i think that shes into me she smiles at me and she seeks me out and she laughs at my jokes and compliments my outfits? ive known her so long and i trust her kindness. i think shes cool and sweet and interesting and like she really listens to what i say and is childish like me like she isnt embarrased to act weird and silly and get excited about little things. she seems like she wants to be around me. and i hav convinced myself that i like her. for years shes been my go to crush. its just when i imagine being touched it makes me feel weird?? i know shes had gay sex b4 i think shes hot and pretty and i love her style. i wouldnt mind touching her but the thought of someone touching me in that way scares me i worry that it would repulse me. but i want it so bad. i want her to kiss me and rough me up a bit push her fingers into my thighs u kno stuff like that , is that what attraction is? my relationship to my sexuality and body even is so warped and abstract at this point so disconnected from what reality can offer me. i think she is closer than most people to what i cud actually even attempt to experience something with tho. like she gets me im afraid of men so women make me feel safer to try stuff with i only hav experience w girls anyway not that its actually substantial or like in that romantic serious context. i just i want to be wanted so badly i know that i have been at least once. i get so confused i cant possibly be that bad but noone has ever loved me for my body. i can timagine what its like to experience the reverse. sure i am granted the privilege of not bein specifically disliked automatically for my body but it isnt worth much more as social currency beyond basic decency (which everyone deserves but doesn’t get). maybe i need to be less in my head. but im scared ill try intimacy with her and i wont like it . and that will mean a few possible things which would fuck me up and scar my self perception. firstly, it could mean that im not capable of normal intimacy that i am really genuinely fucked in the head like the rabbit hole i fell down when i was 11 genuinely messed me up like i gave into some evil shameful thing inside me when i was a child and now i can never be acceptable normal healthy or loved securely. second it cud mean i dont actually like women ive been playing as part of the lgbtq community this whole time how can i face myself or my friends being straight is shameful to me its so lame and uncool i know this sounds so like weird and fetishistic or performative but thats exactly what im afraid of i dont want to see myself like this i wasnt ready to label myself but i did i labelled myself so young and now it feels scary it feels wrong for me to say i dont like it when people are like you;re bisexual right? i feel that thing when you share too much too soon like your skin is peeled off all raw and exposed. i hate that. what if im too messed up i dont know it for sure what if intimacy proves im broken. or at the very least very unique in a way that could lead me to living my life alone without partners or lovers i want so desperately to be someones favourite someone who makes me feel good when they touch me and anxious and annoyed. i want to care about someone so much. too trust someone to see my body like my weird moles and self harm scars my veins and hair and teeth i want someone to see me all of me and still decide they want me. that i am worth the effort that they would seek me out. i dont know if that will happen.

i drive myself crazy looking in the mirror in different angles wearing all these colourful frilly lacey outfits agonizing over how i must look. i make myself soft and sweet and loud and excited and loving so others will seek me out im like a duimb tropical bird and it hurts so much because it doesn’t feel like its working.

people say be true be authentic but they dont say how much it hurts to do that and not be idk rewarded? desired? like i am expressing myself and that is pushing people away even subconsciously? sure it would feel amazing for someone to see that expression and see that fragment of my inner world and think i love that i want that i want her i love her but it isnt happening not as far as i know not in a way which satisfies my lonely soul.

i just dont want to be disgusting i try so hard to smell good and look sparkly and fun and bright and loving i think the manic pixie dream girl trope really damaged my psyche

i think i like other people too i feel different when they touch me like it feels more intense more like its getting through.

as far as i can tell my type is funny, creative, nice boobs dark or curly hair usually, i like people who are kinda sad bc i think we are alike which sounds cringe but people who are just living in a way which seems at least to me in a non-judgemental way to be unexamined i just cant really relate to i cant open up to someone who wont understand. i need people to say the right things or at least say nothing and only respond with touch.

is it weird that i carry on asking myself if i was touched as a child ? like i dont htink i was but i carry on feeling like it could have happened or i convince myself i did and then i mistrust people for no reason. but something must have happened i had such messed up thoughts maybe it was all the sex on tv i watched as a really young kid my parents would show me stuff with full nudity and relatively graphic sex my relationship to modesty is confusing i think i find people more attractive with their clothes on? i just see naked people like ok? thats a body its normal i dont get porn.

one thing i regret was being drunk and telling M that i cant watch porn i like weirder stuff and she was like bdsm? and i was like no its so weird it cant be in porn but i didnt mean it like that i meant i cant just feel stuff from nudity without context and i am into weird shit i dont know why i think maybe my mums mental health issues which she projected on me im worried i was just made wrong like im just a bad seed like i was destined to want things which dont make sense. but then i consider my whole warped desire hinges on the way it could be percieved by society the way society views people and their intented state of being. i am attracted to corruption addiction to transformation to giving into desire to showing desire physically with your body in a way that everyone can see and you can no longer control.

everything in my life boils down to my relationship with control. maybe its because i felt i didnt have any control as a child. my life was shifted against my will and i have this learned helplessness both from having my needs met without asking and from having my needs ignored or at least met in a lacklustre way. but then i think who really had control as a kid? kids dont control their life they dont make the decisions that what a guardian is for ?? but maybe its because i felt as though i did have to make the decisions like i didnt have clear boundaries and i dealt with that by punishing myself for overstepping rules i made myself. bc i had no control not really it felt like nobody had control there was noone to blame so i made things up new problems i cud blame myself for or i saw the problems my parents had said to myself i have that problem too and punished myself for it with feelings or pain or exercise or silence. i couldnt trust anyone. or at least i loved people but i couldnt open up. maybe thats why im so weird and territorial i keep things secret i hide stuff in my cupboard its like i invent things to be ashamed of i create problems for myself to distract from the problems i didnt have control pver the conception of. when i think of my childhood i think of feeling bad and ashamed of myself for taking advantage of my father like he was vulnerable and all i did was take money and time from him and he was struggling so much financially but he would still spend so much on leasiure when i think of it now i realise that spending time with me and making him happy must have made him feel good i get it more now that i do that with other people but at the time i felt so guilty all the time for the price of my clothes my food my life. and my mum would always say how terrible things were with money how tired she was how stressed she was how it was affecting her body. she would talk about how much she hated her body her fat her sagging face her pale skin her poor health i asked her once what superpower she’d choose and she said i want to be healthy all the time and i was confused then but i get it now.

i just felt like i had to pretend to be happy or like i wasnt bored or the time like i didnt feel bad about how my stomach looked how yellow my teeth were how tangled my hair was the bags under my eyes and when i look back i realise no one was looking after me noone was making sure i brushed my teeth and hair twice a day i barely did it once a day i used to hate myself so much that i couldnt do my homework but nobody ever sat with me and made sure i did it past like the age of 7 . i remember feeling so scared of asking for help i remember having nightmares or being sick and standing on the landing listenning to my mother breather through her door being petrified of asking for help like she needed the sleep and i was a bad person for waking her up like i was lying and then i actually started lying bc she wud just accept it let me fester on my own in bed all day if i said i wanted to if i said it hurt too much. i just im so scared of feeling that way again of feeling so scared so tired so useless so guilty so dissapointing so stupid so dumb so shallow so selfish so unworthy so dishonest so lazy so manipulative i look back and i think how could a child have been so awful? how could i have been as bad as i thought i was? it doesnt seem possible. the point at which i became irredeemable seems to shoft forwards each year like its chasing me and i become more and more of a villain stealing a bright future from the innocent child i used to be. i used to fantasize about going back and doing it all perfectly. when people asked me about my choice of power it always had to do with avoiding the consequences of my mistakes either immortality or time travel to be able to change what i did or to be able to move on without losing my future without losing my finite time. i want to be free of these constraints that feel so self inflicted. i spend so long in these mind prisons i construct labrynths in my head and get stuck there all alone with no way of asking for help without admitting how i got there in the first place.

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automatismoateo · 5 years

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A long rant/story. Moral: A strict biblical interpretation can cause religious & cultural predjudices, academic closedmindedness, as well as falsely-percieved moral superiority among children. via /r/atheism

Submitted May 22, 2019 at 08:33AM by MuchosWaffles (Via reddit http://bit.ly/2X3DAAs) A long rant/story. Moral: A strict biblical interpretation can cause religious & cultural predjudices, academic closedmindedness, as well as falsely-percieved moral superiority among children.

Im on mobile, sorry for formatting.

So my one friend is a hardcore christian. He blindly follows what his religion and parents tell him and take it as fact without question. His views on questioning religion are kind of like a NAZI youth camp's views on questioning Hitler's intentions. He also pushes his religious beleifs onto everyone else, too. (I dont dislike those decent people who are religious. I just think that you don't truly have faith in your religion if you haven't fully questioned it. Once you've questioned each aspect of your faith and can support it, you really know that you believe it. I also don't think that you need to be a part of the next crusade.) But anyway, I recently found out he was a creationist. Honestly idk why I thought this, but I thought those were about as rare as flat-earthers among my generation because of the school's science classes that taught basic evolution at a young age, but aparently I was wrong, there's a lot at my highschool. He says he "doesn't believe in evolution". So I ask him what he means by he doesn't believe in it. Aparently discrediting a proven scientific theory based on a fairytale doesn't take much thought because he hadn't even considered the evidence for evolution. Aparently he's completely clueless as to what evolution actually is. He knows the very basics of what it is, but he didn't really understand how slow the process was or much about natural selection or really anything other than "monkeys became humans".

So I'm wondering how he managed to avoid actually learning about evolution four 15 years.

(He's not entirely stupid either. He takes the highest available classes for my grade. AP physics I, Honors English I, Honors Algebra II, etc. )

It turns out he didn't even know what a neanderthal was or how mutation works despite have specific lessons about evolution last year.

So I ask him what he believes, and ge gives me the basic genesis story and I find out that he also thinks Hetm created the sun and ALL that, too. He takes the whole bible as fact. ALL OF IT.

So I question him a bit more about what he thinks about the science that contradicts his beliefs and find out he knows practically nothing about the "big bang", cosmic background radiation, not even a basic idea of how planets and solar systems are formed, etc... NOTHING. His class had studied these at some point, but because he didn't believe in evolution or the big bang, he didn't care to learn them because to him, they were just false theories.

I know about both sides, the bible and the science against it. I don't just ignore that it exists because I don't believe in it. I took 8 long years of CCD/religious prep. I'm confirmed into the catholic church for my years of suffering. I was once religious, too and still have to go to church and pretend I believe that shit in front of my family.

The next thing I found out was that his mom is an anti-vaxxer. She "stopped believing in vaccines" right before he would've gotten his tetanus shots before 6th grade and his poor little brother wasn't even vaccinated as a baby.

His older brother, who I also know, pretty much gave up on his parents and practically disowned them. I don't blame him. He says that whenever he tries to explain how vaccines work and that they are beneficial, she doesn't listen, calls him disrespectful, etc... and acts as though he was directly insulting her.

I asked him who he believes goes to heaven. Of course, he says those who beleive in and accept jesus (not mentioning good people). So I ask him about Ghandi. And because the bible says so, Ghandi, fucking Ghandi, is apparently in hell. And he's fine with that. Completely apathetic. The "merciful" god of his is the most morally fucked up role model for any child if taken straight from the bible without interpretation.

His family also forces so many religious and cultural predjudices on him and his siblings. He grew up with parents with such a strict interpretation of their bible so he was given role models that reflect the culture from centuries ago and are prejudice against other beliefs and cultures from a young age. His parents and family are extremely racist and he doesn't even realize it.

I grew up with a looser interpretation of the bible because my parents understood that a lot of it was morally twisted and they believed that good people go to heaven and really bad people go to hell, regardless of religion. That's often what CCD/religious prep programs teach children because it takes away a lot of the "you don't believe what I do so rot in hell" aspect of religion and reinforces that kindness is rewarded.

I think that too many parents and churches teach children to look down on others and that Christians naturally have a moral highground, which often ironically leads to morally fucked and arrogant crusaders, not the "kind-hearted and merciful children of god" that they preach about. That's one of the main things that drove me away from religion. Everyone preached of a merciful god, but then showed all of these biblical stories of god not giving sinners a second chance and killing and punishing them. The people also pretty arrogant.

#reddit

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