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polizwrites · 2 years

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WIP Update - 15 Jun 2022

Not as productive of a (creative) writing week, as I was tied up with working on a lengthy podcast script. I touched 4 fics (2 WIPs & 2 new works) for a total of 1637 words. @psychiccatpanda and I posted the fifth chapter of our WinterIronHawk ‘accidental demon summoning’ collab fic. I also posted a crossover Stucky --> Stuckony ficlet for last Friday’s @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt and a @stb-bingo prompt.

I’m sitting at 10 active WIPs (with a couple of maybe TBCs) with my current deadlines being the Steve/Tony/Bucky bingo, which wraps up the end of this month, as well as my A Warm Light ‘zine fic. I did sign up for the @starkbucksbingo - which is open for signups thru 22 June and the @tonystarkbingo which is open for signups through the end of June. (Yes - I like collecting bingo cards!)

On the crafting side, I have one Stuffed With Character commission slots open for July at the moment - am pretty busy with commissions & prepping for cons!

See below cut for the WIPs (arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc) I am working on - feel free to send me prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding any of these projects (or any other WIPs I’ve got out there) – they really help feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

The Devil Is in the Details (Sign on the Dotted Line)

This is the WinterIronHawk ‘accidental demon summoning’ fic @psychiccatpanda and I had So Much Fun with! We ended up with seven chapters of Tony and Clint and Bucky shenanigans - kicking off with Ty as an Awful Boyfriend before bringing in a couple more members of the gang! Chapter 5 posted last Friday and we’ve got 2 more coming - so stay tuned through the end of June!

A Warm Light Zine - Due 1 July

I got accepted as a writer for A Warm Light Zine - dedicated to 2012 Avenger era Stony and coming hopefully sometime this autumn! I was assigned the 2012 canon-compliant category for a 2-5k fic. While I can’t share much about it here, I do want to at least keep track of my word count. I did a bit of poking at this over the last week - currently sitting at 2593 words, with one big scene left to go. I am hitting several of the 2012 Avengers tropes along the way - hope it’s reasonably well-received.

Steve | Tony | Bucky Bingo Round 2 [STBB R2] (Runs thru 30 Jun 2022)

Eleven fills, and two WIPs. Taking advantage of the One Fill, One Bingo opportunity, and might get a Column G bingo as well. Will have to lean hard into this now that I’ve made good progress on AWL.

* B4 - Working Out - this came from a Bucky Barnes Bingo server party: Binging Avengers Exercises - the team posts their workouts online and modern!Bucky spends entirely too much time watching the channel - especially Captain America and Iron Man.

* N2 - AU: Western - crossover with MWAPB Next Door Neighbors – I have a decent idea for this one (semi-inspired by a recent re-read of Laura Ingalls Wilder A Long Winter) and finally got some actual fic words down. It’s sitting at 690 words and is maybe a third to halfway done...?

* O4 - Lazy Sunday Morning - have a smutty WinterIron idea for this one; need to get it jotted down - will most likely cross over with my BBB KINK: Edging square.

Did a major rehaul of my One Fill, One Bingo badge fic - combining B5 - “Aliens, again?”, I5 - Lifeguard, N5 - Barbeque, G5 - River Rafting, O5 - Wakanda. Avengers + Guardians in a partying mood = a huge headache for T’Challa. Still not sure I’m happy with how it’s going - sitting at 766 words with two more prompts from the list to squeeze in -- but at least it’s going, Current Last Line: “The super-awesome ‘we saved the freaking universe’ party, of course!” Peter grinned.

Avengers Bingo [AvB] (Runs thru 24 Dec)

Two fills posted and 0 WIPs - I decided to further challenge myself by pairing up each square with a unique combo of 2 original MCU Avengers! With the help of the STB Enthusiasts Discord folks - I’ve got all 16 squares planned out, at least in terms of who to write about, and half of them have some sort of idea or crossover square to go along with them. Feel free to toss other plot bunnies my way…

* A2 - On the Run - Natasha & Steve - crossover with MWAPB - Farmer’s Market? post CA:CW Wakanda ?

* A4 - Mutual Pining - Steve/Thor - crossover with MWAPB - Thor.

* A3 - Reunited - Clint & Natasha - Endgame Ronin scene?

* B1 - Death - possible crossover with MWAP Crying square – post Snap Bruce & Steve mourning?

* B3 - Road Trip - Bruce & Thor - Post Grandmaster, pre-Thanos space shenanigans

* C1 - Opposites Attract - Clint/Thor - there was a fun Tumblr headcanon going around about a Bumbling Foreigner whose ignorance of local customs results in him flirting with/proposing to the prince - this seems like a perfect matchup!

* C3 - Reincarnation AU - Natasha & Tony - post-Endgame

* C4 - Bodyguard AU - Thor/Tony - young!Tony - crush on Cap plays into attraction (obvious title - Thunderstruck) - holding on this til next round of TSB.

* D1 - Friends w/ Benefits - Clint/Steve - crossover with MWAPB Hawkeye/Clint Barton.

D2 - Romeo & Juliet AU - basic idea: Steve (jock) & Tony (geek) trying out for title roles in R&J - despite their respective friend groups thinking it’s a terrible idea. Both cliques end up becoming friends.

* D3 - Bed Sharing - Bruce/Natasha - AoU compliant.

Man With a Plan (Steve Rogers) Bingo [MWAPB] (Runs thru 31 Dec)

Four fills, 1 WIPs and several Vague Ideas/potential cross fills with other bingos. Prompts cheerfully accepted!

* B2 - Next Door Neighbors - see STBB AU: Western above

* B3 - Farmer’s Market - see AvB On the Run above

* B4 - Powerless AU - if Sunqueen and I decide to continue Wrong Number, Right Call , this would be a good fit.

* B5 - “I don’t really want to wake up just yet.” - this would probably be a good fit with Chapter 5 of Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’)

* I1 - Steve is here for TFAtWS - this might go well with my BBB “Oh, hell no" square - Steve trolling Bucky & Sam by sending the old man in with his shield? (moodboard & ficlet?)

* I2 - Found Family - see STBB One Fill, One Bingo above.

* I3 - Thor - see AvB Mutual Pining above

* I5 - Dogsitting - possible crossover with BBB “Run” square - Steve & Bucky dogsitting for Lucky? (moodboard + ficlet)

* N1 - School AU/Teacher AU - if I decide to continue on with Technicalities (see Stucky Bingo College AU above) - I could fill this square :: ponders::

* N3 - Online shopping - this might be fun as a crossover with BBB Thighs …? (even tho lingerie is a “nah” for me) Steve and Tony buying a new wardrobe for Bucky that show off his ass-ets?

* G4 - Canon Divergence post CA:TWS - possible crossover with BBB Kill List Bucky wreaking havoc on Hydra bases and Steve & Sam catch up with him

* O1 - Crying - see AvB Death square above

* O2 - Sex Pollen - Teenage Groot pollen = aphrodisiac hi-jinks. Quill & Gamora warn the couple (stucky)/throuple (Stuckony) ahead of time, so no dub-con.

* O3 - Hawkeye/Clint Barton - see AvB - Friends w/ Benefits above.

Bucky Barnes Bingo - Round 4 [BBB_R4] (Runs thru 7 Jan 2023)

Seven fills and three WIPs - looks like I’m already in good shape to start with a Row 4 and/or Column K bingo!

* B3 - Sam Wilson|Falcon - this would be a good candidate for a continuation of After One Or Two False Starts

* U2 - AU: Roommate - see WHB Huddling for Warmth above

* U3 - Steve Rogers - slating for Chapter 5 of Never More to Go Astray (Stuckony Star Wars AU) Looks like this will be at least 6 chapters to get through two rounds of POVs. Huge thanks to RudeArrow, who is doing an AMAZING job of brainstorming and beta’ing with me!! Chapter 5 (Bucky POV) is in first draft form sitting at 1066 words. Current Last Line: “Shards,” Djems cursed under his breath.

* U4 - AU: Arranged Marriage - will probably pick Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion back up for this one.

* U5 - Kill List - see MWAP - G4 - Canon Divergence. Post CA:TWS above

* C2 - “Oh, hell no” - possible crossover with MWAP I1 - Steve is here for TFaWS

* C4 - KINK: Aftercare - probably holding onto this until the TSB bingo 😁

* K1 - Thighs - possible crossover with MWAP: N3 - Online Shopping.

* K2 - Comics - sew the Stuffed Marvel Classic Comics Bucky Barnes I drew up last month.

* K3 - KINK: Edging - see STB Lazy Sunday Morning above.

* Y1 - “Do you trust me?” - Using this for Chapter 5 of Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’) - Mission Four: Pour Some Sugar: Part 2. Chapter 5 picks up mid-sexytimes with Steve and Bucky and is currently sitting at 705 words. Current Last Line: “Breathe for me, sweetheart.”

* Y2 - Never the fall that kills you - this might be the title for the remix I want to do of Seeds of Love (by the super-talented @hddnone) Holding off on this til I get my TSB card, as I wanted to carry over my Secret Admirer square for this as well.

* Y3 - “Run” - see MWAP I5 - Dogsitting above.

* ADOPTED1 - Peggy Carter - possible crossover with with MWAP - G3 - USO Tour (Peggy regaling Bucky with stories of Steve’s exploits while touring the US) or N4 - Soulmates (WW3some shenanigans!)

Steve Rogers Bingo - Round 2 (SGRB_R2) - Ends 31 Jan

One fill posted, 0 WIPs. I got my square swaps and have Grand Plans for crossovers with the upcoming @steverogersweek event - we’ll see how many of these I manage to get done.

* A2 - Team Cap - crossover with SGR Week: Day 3: Family or Howlies

* A3 - Domestic - crossover witth SGR Week: Day 2 Lost Items or Clothes

* D1 - Pre-War Era - crossover with SGR Week: Day 1 - Birthday Wrote up a Stucky Bucky POV ficlet for this last night - it’s coming in at 277 words and is kinda sweet if I do say so myself! It will post on 7/4 for the Steve Rogers Appreciation week event.

* D3 - Body Painting - crossover with SGR Week: Day 6 - Art or Pets

* D4 - Avengers Compound - crossover with SGR Week Day 4 - Food or Traditions

* E1 - Scars - crossover with SGR Week Day 5 - Touch or Shield

* E2 - Comics Nomad Steve - SWC sketch of Nomad!Steve

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On other creative fronts: I have a Una/Number One (ST:SNW) in progress with Argoman, and another two Grittys in the works. I currently have 1 July slot available. Am also gearing up for a classic monster/horror con in October and a superhero con in March - so need to build up stock for both.

if you’re looking for one of a kind gifts (for a friend or something for yourself!) you can plan ahead for the next holiday season and check out Stuffed With Character over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 80!). They’re mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design requests for any fandom!

#writing stuff #WIP Update #wip wednesday #Shameless Self Promo

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tokyyovie · 3 years

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hey!! i love ur work and i wanted to know if i could request another irl!dream x reader :0! maybe where he's doing a no mic stream and at some point he like leaves and the reader starts playing without him or stream knowing? and then he comes back n it's all fluffy :D

prince charming

+ (irl!dream x gn!reader) includes swearing, use of dream’s real name :] also nsfw reference at the end but not rlly

+ A/N: ofc! and sorry this took so long😭 i forgot ab this request also not proofread im lazy

“I’m gonna stream,” Dream mumbled into the crook of your neck, his arms loosely draped around your shoulders.

“What? Right now?” You frowned. You were sat in his lap, a movie playing in front of you, more as background noise than anything, because you two were never really watching. This happened quite frequently between the two of you, after you’d fight over which movie to watch, of course.

“Mhmm, I need to practice for manhunts. I haven’t practiced in ages, god.”

“So you’d rather stream and play a video game than watch a movie with me?” You put on a front, you knew he wouldn’t fall for it, but it was worth the try.

“Oh come on now! I’ve been spending time with you since we woke up. Also, we’re not even watching the stupid movie and you know it.” Your boyfriend sputtered.

“Hey! This movie is not stupid.”

“It is when you’ve seen it 3 times within 2 days, you idiot,” He chuckled, a knowing smirk on his lips. You looked at him with puppy eyes, trying a new approach to get him to stay. Honestly, you just wanted to see how much you could push him.

You could see the hesitation in his eyes and you tried not to smile. “Ugh, fine. Come on, you can stay with me while I stream. I guess I’ll just do a no-mic stream for you, you little brat.”

The last phrase came out in mumbles as you got off his lap happily. “What was that?”

“Nothing.”

He set up his stream, the viewers flooding in even if he wasn’t talking at all. You watched from behind him, smiling whenever he put a small ‘<3’ in chat, or when he’d fail a clutch and let out a frustrated sigh that only you could hear.

The chat was going really fast, but you could just barely catch some people bringing up dreamnotfound even if George wasn’t even there, and you held back a giggle.

He would try and explain how to land his clutch in minecraft to you, but you were listening more to his voice than his words. But you nodded anyway.

He finally landed it, and you clapped along with him. You admired how motivated he was and having to listen to his groans of frustration was way worth the smile on his face when he finally got it.

“Oh my gosh, I have to pee so bad, wait,” He got up, leaving his stream on as he quickly patted you on the shoulder, leaving the room to go pee.

You hummed, resting your chin on your palm. Chat was going wild, even if Clay had been afk for only a few seconds so far. An idea struck your mind, and you sat in his chair, controlling his Minecraft character. You knew things about the game, and you’d occasionally play it with him and sometimes his friends. You could never be as good as him, of course.

You made his bright green avatar crouch in third person, punching at the screen. Chat was going at 50 kilometers per hour (even at slow mode) and it was absolutely pointless to try and keep up. You honestly didn’t know how your boyfriend did it. You teleported back up to where he was attempting to do the clutch, and tried it for yourself. It couldn’t possibly be that hard, right?

Wrong.

Your lips went flat as you failed it, though it wasn’t a surprise to you. You were about to go attempt the jump again when-

“You suck at this game.”

Dream’s voice made you jump in your seat, as you went to turn around and face him. Your sudden movement made you fall over backwards, a squeal leaving your lips.

“Cl- wOAHHUA,”

“Oh my G- Woah, okay, I got you, I got you!” The taller boy quickly swooped down, impossibly catching you even if you thought you were about to break your spine from impact.

You felt like you were in some dramatic rom-com because your eyes connected for a few seconds while you were in his arms, really near the floor, not to mention.

Then he burst out in laughter, finally letting you get out of his tight, protective grip.

“You’re so stupid,” He wheezed. You rolled your eyes, though unable to stop the smile quickly creeping onto your features. Soon, the two of you were rolling on the floor laughing. (Yes, Literally.)

“Shut up! You fucking scared me!” You said between the uncontrollable laughter your voice was filling the air with.

You two would pause, finally stopping the hurt in your gut and cheeks from the laughing, and look at each other in the eyes. Just for you to fall back into uncontrollable giggles once again.

“A-are yo-you okay? You okay?” He snickered, finally stopping. (Not without a few chuckles leaving his and your mouths.)

“You ask me after I fall and almost break my back!” You spit, watching his cheeks glow red.

“Don’t worry, you dont have to fall for that to happen. I can totally do it mys-” You smacked him on the arm, your mouth gaping open at his words.

“Shut up, you’re gross!”

“What? You’re the gross one, I meant I could totally just push you off the- the bed!” He stammered, coming up with pathetic excuses as you two were breathlessly laughing once more, your asses hurting from still being on the floor for so long.

“Just kidding, princess. Your prince charming will always catch ya when you fall, hm?”

You grinned, rolling your eyes again at him as he lightly pressed his pinkish lips against yours.

Stream was probably worried, but that didn’t matter to the two of you anyway. You’d much rather spend time with each other.

#mcyt #c!dream #mcyt x reader #dream #dream imagine #dream x reader #dream x y/n #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken fluff #dreamwastaken imagine #dreamwastaken x reader

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telomeke-bbs · 2 years

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BAD BUDDY EPISODE 5 – A CLOSER LOOK AT THE FIGHT SCENE

The fight scene starting at Ep.5 [4/4] 2:22 was full of drama but also really disorientating (for me, at least). I found it so difficult to align with the characters’ emotions because all three entered the fray for different reasons. It’s only upon re-watching that their motivations and points of view become clearer…

Not surprisingly, Wai’s reactions during the confrontation were the most open and perhaps easiest to decipher. In most conflicts, when battle lines are clearly drawn, it’s easy (lazy, even) to want to portray things as falling neatly into binaries – good v. evil, black v. white, Archi v. Engineering, Montagues v. Capulets, Jets v. Sharks, them v. us… But just as the rivalry between Pat and Pran was a messy, man-made construct thrust upon them as kids, real-life conflicts are rarely all that clear-cut. Unfortunately for Wai, he was deep in the trap of binary thinking when he waded into the confrontation. After his gloating over the Engineering boys losing the song contest at Ep.5 [4/4] 0:27 (and not knowing that Pat and Pran were anything but rivals, let alone friends or more), from his point of view Pat was clearly just a sore loser looking to take out his frustrations on the winners. So of course Wai was aggressive but also befuddled, blown off course when he sensed (he’s a smart boy after all) unfamiliar undercurrents buffeting the PatPran ship, prompting him to ask Pran “What’s your problem with this guy?” at Ep.5 [4/4] 3:40, and “Are you sure there’s nothing going on here?” at Ep.5 [4/4] 4:42.

For Pat, the fight was the culmination of the mounting, bewildering realization that he had fallen in love with Pran. Pa’s love guru advice (starting at Ep.5 [2/4] 2.18) had comically shown Pat that he and Ink most definitely were not a match. And no one was more surprised than Pat when he – never one for introspection and up until then hilariously clueless at how to navigate his own feelings, needing his younger sister’s guidance – began to realize in the music shop starting at Ep.5 [2/4] 6.56 that it was really Pran tugging at his heartstrings.

But it was Korn’s advice (Ep.5 [2/4] 10.30) that truly hit home – Wai’s phone call to Pran at Ep.5 [2/4] 12.16 not only proved to Pat he was definitely in love with Pran, it also unleashed feelings of jealousy that he never knew existed.

Pat ALSO started becoming aware that his feelings for Pran were actually reciprocated, when he began reflecting on the songwriting process that they went through together in high school (Ep.5 [3I4] 0.25). Pran might have been thinking it, but in fact it was Pat who suggested out loud that the song be about their own relationship (Ep.5 [3I4] 1.35). Rather than rejecting the idea, Pran seemed to change the subject to writing about secret crushes. We now know he had instead combined the two themes into one song, about his secret love for Pat while they continued to live out their strange relationship of being not quite friends but not quite enemies either. The lyrics of the song were another of Pran’s cryptic ways to tell the world about his hidden feelings for Pat.

Watch Pat’s awakening during Pran’s performance of the song in the present day (Ep.5 [3I4] starting at 8.06) – with Pran’s voice sounding in his ears, declaring unrequited love with every line, he remembers their time in high school, writing that song together, and Pran’s surreptitious sidelong glances at him (Ep.5 [3I4] 8.32 and 8.36).

The realization about Pran’s long-held feelings for him dawns at Ep.5 [3I4] 8.43 (“This is not what a friend would do or say”). These are the words and actions of someone MORE than a friend who LOVES you, dude. 😊 But then he sees Pran smiling (innocently enough) at Wai mid-song (Ep.5 [3I4] 8.48) and remembers how Pran smiled at HIM when they first performed the song back in high school (Ep.5 [3I4] 8.55) – and the thought that he could lose Pran to Wai takes root at Ep.5 [3I4] 9.03. He then FEELS Pran’s devastation when they were first split up, via a series of painful flashbacks (starting at Ep.5 [3I4] 9.20) when their burgeoning high school relationship (little more than a platonic friendship for him at the time) was cut short, and he would surely have realized by then that in the present day all of these circumstances (new and old) combined could still drive him and Pran apart, as had happened before.

So when Pat waited up for Pran at the base of their dorm, bearing a little gift that was actually the fulfilment of a promise made at Ep.5 [2/4] 8.52, it was no wonder that the jealousy he felt in Pran’s room at Ep.5 [2/4] 12.16 boiled over into rage when he saw Pran arriving with potential love-rival Wai instead.

That’s why he was saying things like “Tell him!” (Ep.5 [4/4] 3:57), “It’s between me and him” (Ep.5 [4/4] 3:37), “Why?... …Are you afraid he would find out?” (Ep.5 [4/4] 3:14) and “Do you care about him that much?” (Ep.5 [4/4] 3:31), all utterances of a wronged, wounded lover tired at being kept a secret. Pat’s sarcastic reply “Defeated by that lousy song. Why would I feel anything?” (Ep.5 [4/4] 2:55) was particularly barbed, since he had felt so much emotion hearing Pran sing it, and he had also realized by then how much of that emotion was shared by Pran too. So Pat was motivated by jealousy, and the searing thought that their mutual love, that he’d only so recently discovered, might be extinguished before it even had a chance to burn fully aflame.

But from Pran’s POV – he didn’t know Pat had figured out his feelings and was also returning them. Pran may possibly have thought that Pat was upset he’d used THEIR song to win the contest (the surprise he expressed at this notion on the rooftop later – Ep.5 [4/4] 8:26 – seemed more of a taunt than anything). Anyway, he was also sticking to their worn playbook and their defined roles as chief Archi v. Engineering rivals (thinking Pat would co-operate on this), with Wai their unsuspecting audience. (He showed this at Ep.5 [4/4] 2:37 – an acting masterstroke by Nanon there – when he dropped his feigned swagger to risk a shiftily unsure glance at Wai, before climbing on-script again and asking Pat “Why? Is it so hard to accept defeat?”.)

But Pat was clearly in no mood for the dissembling theatrics, deflecting Pran's intentions and choosing instead to pretend about something else at Ep.5 [4/4] 2:44 – using sarcasm to suggest that he hadn't been affected by their song at all (Liar! 😉). Nevertheless, Pran had no inkling of Pat’s true feelings, as he thought that Pat was still interested romantically in Ink, after all. And so he read the “Tell him!” at Ep.5 [4/4] 3:57 simply as Pat urging him to tell Wai that their enmity was faked (not knowing Pat was in reality threatening to expose their mutual feelings of love). Pran was fighting – as always – to keep the truth hidden, just not the truth Pat was trying to expose. And just as Wai was confused by Pran's attempts to lower the temperature, Pran was also confused by Pat's angry refusal to play along at being life-long enemies in front of Wai.

So yes it was a confusing watch, but if you look closely there are signs of their inner motivations. Single-minded Wai’s were the simplest to read – he was just angry at Pat, clearly the enemy from Day One. But when Wai asked Pran accusingly if there was something more going on – watch the panic in Pran’s eyes, fearful of his play-acting being found out, during the long pause starting at Ep.5 [4/4] 3:41 (whose tension that dear Jimmy – bless him! – could not resist breaking at Ep.5 [4/4] 3:46).

When Pran grabs Pat at Ep.5 [4/4] 3:07 – he does it not to fight, but to stall Pat’s CLEARLY non-offensive, tentative and tender approach just a second before, and to whisper urgently “What’s wrong with you? It’s not the time to be silly, Pat.” And just look at Pat’s HANDS when Pran grabs him a second time in an effort to shut him up at Ep.5 [4/4] 4:01 – they’re open-palmed in surrender, not ball-fisted for a fight – he’s there to come clean with all his roiling feelings for Pran, certainly not to take him down.

TLDR… ;) The imbroglio starting at Ep.5 [4/4] 2:22 was perhaps more a confrontation than a fight scene – only two punches were thrown. Yet there was violence everywhere, under the surface, with deeply-felt passions raging concealed. All three characters had different motivations and points of view – everyone was looking at each other but seeing different things, and I think the resulting disorientation was intentional, emphasized by the shaky camerawork, shifting in and out of focus. Everyone remembers Episode 5 for the epic rooftop kiss at the end (and yes it is deserving of every accolade). I think we also need to offer up as much respect for this very powerful, carefully-crafted, hard-hitting scene here too. 👍👍👍

#bad buddy analysis #bad buddy fight scene #telomeke #patpran #bad buddy #bad buddy fight

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beevean · 2 years

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Just for shits and giggles let's give X6 some ratings :P

Plot: fuck you

Game: fuck you

Graphics: fuck you for reminding me of better games

Music: okay you can stay

0/10 i don't want to see your face ever again

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*sigh*

Story: 7/10. The general idea is fine. Gate is an okay villain, nothing spectacular in his motivations and I'm not keen on how he's evil because he accidentally infected himself, but I like that he's a disgraced scientist with ties with Alia. The worst parts are, of course, Zero's unexplained recovery and the fact that Gate just couldn't help himself and resurrected Sigma again. Whatever, not that people follow X6's story for its content :V

Graphics: 8/10. About on the same level as X5, maybe a little murkier.

Music: 9/10. As I said, I prefer X5's OST over X6's when it comes to PS1 games, but it's a very solid, consistent soundtrack :) Commander Yammark and Rainy Turtloid have soothing themes (CY reminds me a little of Crystal Teardrops from SOTN lol, mainly the piano), and Gate's Laboratory is peak hype.

Controls: 7/10. In theory they're like X4 and X5, but in practice they're lagged and gave me more problem than they should have. Mandatory reference to the fuckery that is performing the Sentsuizan when you're just trying to hang on ropes.

Level design: 3/10. Disgustingly incompetent and cheap, with enemy placement that will fuck you over out of spite, and many levels themselves are just short, bland and uninspired, relying on annoying gimmicks to last more than a minute - Shield Sheldon's three rooms of laser puzzles, Infinity Mijinion's straight line + annoying af robot and enemies, Blaze Heatnix's complete lack of an actual level that isn't fighting the same stupid donut... Really, the only levels that felt like real levels are Rain Turtloid and Gate's Laboratory, although the latter is just evil incarnate.

Bosses: 2/10. The Mavericks are boring. The Gate bosses are hair-pulling. Sigma exists.

Subweapons: I haven't played as X so I can't say. I'll just mention that I hate how I couldn't use the Charged Metal Anchor on the Nightmare Snake because the piece of shit kept attacking me and interrupting the attack.

Zero’s moves: 8/10. As I said before, the controls are lagged so I struggled to perform moves like the Rakokujin/Sentsuizan when necessary, but that aside, his actual moves are pretty fun. The Ensuizan makes quick work of the Nightmares that rush over you, the Hyoroga is an interesting idea, Yammar Option is actually an useful shield weapon, and the others are mostly taken straight from X4 and X5 so they're fine.

Parts: 3/10. Thank you game for making parts impossible to save, not that I was planning to play Gate's Laboratory as X anyway :^) "ohh but at least you can in theory collect them all unlike X5" fuck you, X5 had a horrible incomprehensible system but at least missing parts doesn't make playing as one character literally impossible

Difficulty: 2/10. Rage inducing for all the wrong reasons. And to all the people who say "well it's meant to be challenging" no it's not, because the bosses, Shield Sheldon's level and the final level are all pieces of cake. "wahh but you need to use everything in your arsenal to win" okay how do you explain the infamous gap in Gate 2 that is nigh-unbeatable as X (Shadow X to be more precise) if you don't glitch the game? Zero 1 was meant to be difficult and it shows, its difficulty is consistent since the second boss. This is just lazy, resentuful design.

Replayability value: 4/10. Why should I want to touch this game ever again? Just to make myself invincible and cheat the game? Yeah, that's what I call a fun game, one where the fun comes from nullifying the challenge by exploiting the laziness of the five (5) playtesters. X4 exists, go play that one.

Translation: thank you for being the funniest thing in this mess/10

#megaman #megaman x6

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ready-to-obeyme · 4 years

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[OM!] Reverse AU: Demon Brothers (+ Diavolo) Headcanons

- original idea came from this lovely post so please check it out if you haven’t already bc it’s so cute!! I couldn’t stop thinking about the boys collecting our character cards and desperately trying to complete events and chapters just as we are afjasldkfjasfjdts

Scenario: We’re the characters in the game and the demon brothers (or would they be human in this au??) play Obey Me! and collect our cards, play the events, etc...

Reverse AU: Demon boys collect cards of YOU instead of the other way around

Ranked from most invested to least invested in the game + headcanons on how they play (while stanning you ofc)

EDITED: there is also a related follow-up post of Reverse AU [here]

Leviathan

VIP VIP VIP

the man would die for every UR+

stans you so hard; cries whenever any new card of you comes out

a collectionist at heart, but he knows there's a fave in his otaku heart of his

every event holds a special place in his kokoro

Idk how he gets sleep grinding for all your URs considering how fast the events come and go without breaks in-between

If he had a terrible sleeping habit before, it’s WORSE now

honestly, this game right up his alley so he's an expert-- he's probably the one to rant about the game and convince his brothers to start playing too

"Add me so we can give each other AP!!"

he says, but he spends a lot of money to get all he needs so he doesn't really NEED his brothers to play with him

very happy when he gets to rant about the game with his brothers

Casually plays OSTs from the game, sometimes on blast and his brothers don’t even bat an eye because they all play the game hehehehe

cheers when he gets you as a surprise guest; uses wikis to make sure he does you right (he once made a wrong move and your dissent dialogue crushed his heart-- so never again)

never ranks below 100 during events

Mammon

baby tries really hard to save up for a good event card or UR+ but always ends up pulling desperately for your cards

relies on his luck to get what he wants, and when that doesn't work out, ends up putting money into the game

probably prays before each 10x pull and free draw

he's not rich enough to win aaaaaaaaa

fell in love with your character almost immediately and has not looked back since

you are Best Character; probably fights with Levi about who loves you more

gets pumped when he sees your cards; the other character are ehhh even though that's probably not the most strategic way to play

doesn't understand why he can't just have three of you on the dance team all at once

Screams whenever he loses a dance battle (“I’m so sorry!!!!!!’ he tells you as he quickly levels you up and throws a ton of glowsticks at you)

suffers when his brothers get the cards he wants-- though tbf he also brags about pulls he gets that his brothers didn't

when did this game become a competition?

Satan

f2p but he works really hard to get the cards he wants

diligently saves up and spends all his pulls on a UR+ card he absolutely MUST have

collects all the wallpapers, dialogue, and chats of every card he has of you

stares longingly at the URs and has to resist the very real urge to just buy stuff

invested in the story, the characters, the nuances, and the LORE

thinks of theories and ideas on how the world works and the facets of each character

probably write on blogs and posts fanfic

...his bros don't know about that part tho so shhhh

The animal event really grabbed him by the DICK

If there is a card of you with cat ears and a tail-- hhhhhhhh

Spends ALL his draws during this event and invests all his time and effort into unlocking the devils flower and regrets NOTHING (o´ω｀o)

Lucifer

tries to not get invested

then gets invested deeply in both the storyline and the characters that he completes all the levels asap and grinds everyday to fill out the devil flowers

Takes break between work by opening the game

Refreshed with you on the home screen

Feels like dying when Diavolo catches him SLIPPIN’ peers over his shoulder and asks him what game he’s playing

Also feels like dying when Barbatos catches him humming the opening screen song

tries really hard not to buy anything and he succeeds for quite some time but alas came the hydrangeas

he started off by buying some devil (human?) points… and it escalated

slippery slope-- recharge missions took him by the neck and then he gave in to being VIP (might as well, since he can afford it…)

outwardly calm about playing the game, enjoys talking with Satan about the possible lore and having something to bond with Levi

inwardly pretty invested: adores the interactions, remembers what options are best for each surprise guest dialogue

Asmodeus

posts about all his Good pulls, especially when he gets the new UR+/UR cards

the type to unlock all the devil flowers for the flex but also for the aesthetic

scrolls through devilgram (uhh human...gram? so instagram) and unlocks every story asap

thinks the game is adorable whenever he gets to interact with you as a surprise guest

probably doesn't have a high preference for any particular card but absolutely LOVES the pretty ones

love love LOVES the fan art that people draw of you

Hums to the opening screen song in the shower or even the opening video (that he voices hahah)

gets frustrated when the levels get hard and he has to grind but so far hasnt given into buying anything

Not as invested as his brothers but he does spend money just to get a REALLY nice UR+ card like the rain event

Water does wonders for aesthetics（=＾0＾=）

Belphegor

the game is too fast-- so many events for him to care about that he sometimes drops off the face of the earth to play it or drops the game and takes a break from it for a while

there is no in between with this dude

he can only invest in the game when he feels like it, if he feels somewhat motivated

thinks the dance battles are funny

slightly upset when he doesn't get the cards he want from gacha but it's too bothered by it

has like at least one UR of you from an event that he didn't expect to get and that's good enough for him

the bed head cards got him feeling some type of way ////

had notifications for his AP during that period of time; has never grinded harder

Beelzebub

what can i say? the man gets lucky from free pulls all the damn time

least invested, but does enjoy reading the story and the characters; just gets kind of lazy when he gets stuck on levels

does his best to level up enough to continue the story and unlock your gram stories but has a hard time grinding to unlock devil flowers

which is understandable considering the amount of URs he has

i could probably see his brothers fight each other to get his account when he thinks about giving it away

plays more often during events because he likes the extra interactions from the game with you

Bonus:

Diavolo

Lowkey does not know how to play for a while but does log into the game just to make sure he gets his free pulls

His knowledge of the games grows EXPONENTIALLY and by the end of the first week

he’a asking Lucifer to add him, what cards he has, should he invest in this event or not

Lucifer isn’t sure if he’s happy with this development or not

Definitely has Barbatos join in on the fun too :333

Barbatos somehow ends up being as equally invested as Levi but the only way any of them can tell is because he revealed himself to be top 10 at one event

Adores every UR card of you and asks Lucifer if he should just sign up and be VIP

Does get extremely lucky at times

“Lucifer, what’s the difference between a UR+ and a UR? Huh, why? Well, this card I got has a UR+ on it--”

Ranks probably above Asmodeus and below Lucifer in terms of how invested he is into the game

#obey me!#obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me asmodeus #reverse au #hahah #shall we date? obey me!#obey me reverse au

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that-gt-and-vore-stuffs · 2 years

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Tell us about the C3ll Bl0ck Tang0 girls' versions of the stories ft. vore :0

As you wish, Anon

Cw for talk of hard and fatal vore, gore and murder under the cut- buuut this is Chicago and Cell Block Tango we’re talking about so imma trust you knew that already

Liz (Pop):

If you know Cell Block Tango you know Liz’s story. One long irritating day plus a lazy mistreating man pushes her over the edge and she blows a his head off with a shotgun. Honestly, her story is one of my favorites and it’s not just cause I also can’t stand the sound of people chewing gum with an open mouth. Now when it comes to sprinkling in vore its rather easy with her. Gum….chewing….you see where this is going? She still fires the gun (because gotta pull police attention to get her arrested somehow) but it really is more of a warning shot, maybe grazing his ear or something. Bernie doesn’t listen, as per usual in her tale, so man gets himself shrunk and put in the mouth. Now if you really wanna make it dark and leave evidence for the police have her bite an arm off and spit it out somewhere/keep it as a trophy while the rest of him goes down. Just really be a petty murderess. With or without the biting there’s still vore and such, I’m fine with whichever way you want to see it. So yes, there’s Liz’s updated story

Annie (Six):

Another easy one to add vore to, thanks to a certain detail or two in the canon monologue. Anne, dated a man only to find out he had six other wives and poison him with arsenic in his cocktail. I want to keep her poisoning him with arsenic in the vore version, plus that can act as evidence against her to put her in prison. So yes, Annie still poisons her husband but before the arsenic can take full effect she downs him with a drink of her own. Boom, no more body to find. Only the arsenic is still there when the police come knocking after his….”disappearance”

June (Squish):

You know, it really is convenient how many of these mention food/drink/consumables. June! The woman who’s husband mysteriously ‘ran into her knife ten times’ after he accused her of sleeping with the milk man. This chick used a knife, was making dinner when her story went down- I mean who’s to say she didn’t add to it just a little. Shit- if she stabbed her husband ten times then she sure as hell has no fear of blood. So here’s how I see it going, in short. She’s working on dinner, per usual, in storms her husband accusing her of being unfaithful with the milk man. Personally, as someone who has played June, I believe she was and that was her motive for murder anYWAY- She does the stabby stabby, her man falls dead. What better way to get rid of the body? Just add it to dinner as a little addition. Can’t find the body if there is no body left. The evidence giving her away to the police, in my opinion, was a blood stain she missed while cleaning up. Under the cupboards, on her clothes- somewhere

Hunyak (Uh uh)

Ok see here’s the deal. Hunyak is portrayed as the one innocent woman among the merry murderesses and it doesn’t help that she can’t speak English. So personally, I don’t think any straight Vore is involved in her story. Canonically, she was charged for murder after being accused of cutting off her husbands head with an axe. I think if Vore has to be involved, then either his head or body was missing and blood was found on her lips, leading to the accusation

I’m going to skip Velma as I’ve already explained my base idea for her story

Mona (Lipschitz):

This one has to be the hardest for me to change as we get nothing in Cell Block Tango. Literally nothing. We’re told she had a man, found out he was cheating, and killed him. Problem, we don’t know how. At all. Nothing is said to hint at it. Hunyak gives us more when you translate her monologue. Velma gives us more when you hear the rimshot in the empty beat during her monologue (plus the movie opens showing us the gun) Mona….Mona we get nothing. And I like that. I like the mysterious aspect to her story it brings. So while I would like to say I have a set story as for what happened, I can’t say I do. I imagine she did something she felt could be considered ‘artistic’ but as for what exactly I’m not certain. There’s no set idea in my head like there was for the others. Id have to really think hard to set a story with Vore but know it’s there. Perhaps I could just leave it up to y’all, like the musical does with her usual monologue

And that would be my vore twists on the stories of the Cell Block Tango girls. Hope you enjoyed :)

#hard vore #implied fatal vore #it is Ch¡cago so please don’t act surprised #plus we are talking about the M3rry Murdere$$e$ sooooo #anyway here’s my Vore take on their stories #enjoy! :)

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naomibeetee · 2 years

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How To Survive Writer’s Burnout

We’ve all been there. Right in the thick of our writing adventure, suddenly our drive to continue goes missing. Maybe you are having a bad brain day. Maybe you are feeling a bit lazy and un-motivated. Maybe you are flirting with a spurt of writer’s block. However, a lot of the time, whether you realize it or not, it can be burnout you are actually experiencing.

Burnout is scary. You’ve pushed and pushed and pushed yourself so hard, and now you have nothing left to give. Burnout in writers can happen quite frequently, especially when we work ourselves to the bone, don’t take breaks, don’t do mental health checks, and don’t take care of our bodies.

The past several months have been particularly brutal for me. It was small at first, hardly noticeable. My drive to write became nonexistent. My desire to create was gone. My love of writing had been snuffed out, and my feelings of being a raging failure were gargantuan. I’d stare at my WIP and hate it, so I stopped staring at it altogether. Before I knew it, I was surrounded by a healthy dose of burnout. Let me tell you, it’s not a fun time. 0/10 do not recommend. I’m beginning to work through it, but every day is a struggle. Sometimes I win, and sometimes I don’t.

So, maybe you’re in the same boat. Maybe you’re feeling burnt out….now what? How do you get out of it unscathed?

Lucky for you, I’ve come up with these top 7 tips on how to survive Writer’s Burnout. They are my personal favorites, in no particular order, and while they may not work for all, they are still important to keep in mind.

Without further ado, here are my top 7 tips on surviving Writer’s Burnout:

1. Recognize the Difference Between Writer’s Block and Writer’s Burnout

No, they are not the same thing.

The main problem (and probably the most important one) you need to solve is figuring out which one you have.

Writer’s Block is where you are stuck. You want to write, but can’t. You don’t have a clear idea of what your next steps are. The words and ideas just aren’t coming. You are staring at your computer screen and being greeted with absolutely nothing. No ideas, no threads of dialogue, no plot points to drive the story forward. You look at your outline, at your previous chapters, at the numerous idea-scribbled sticky notes scattered around your office, but just can’t seem to formulate your thoughts into anything remotely coherent, let alone useable. It’s frustrating as heck.

Writer’s Burnout is where you are staring at your computer, and you want to set the dang thing on fire. You can write, but don’t want to. The ideas and words are there, but the drive, the passion, the creativity, isn’t. The thought of writing makes you die a little on the inside. Your creativity sponge is bone-dry. When you try to force yourself to write, your feelings of worthlessness are at an all-time high. You start to believe that you were never meant to be a writer, that all of your hard work was for nothing, and that you should just give up. The very idea of writing begins to stress you out, so you stop trying altogether. You are exhausted, overworked, and any form of motivation to do anything (not just writing) is nonexistent.

It can be easy to confuse one with the other. However, burnout is a much more lethal creature, and it has the added charm of lasting a lot longer than Writer’s Block.

When facing your computer screen, staring down your WIP, what’s going on in your brain? What are your thoughts? How are you feeling? What is your heart telling you? Are the ideas there but the drive isn’t, or do you just feel stuck?

Understanding what you are going through—be it Writer’s Block, or Writer’s Burnout—is the first step in making it out alive.

2. Don’t Lose Track of the Finish Line

What is your goal? To write a book? A short story? Poetry? To share it with friends and family, or the world? To self-publish, or go down the traditional route?

It is important to not lose sight of the goal. This can be difficult, especially when everything about writing has lost its shine, and you feel like the only way out is dropping the dream altogether.

Why did you start writing? What made you passionate about it? What kept you up at night with ideas swimming in your head that just wouldn’t shut up? What made you want to jump out of your comfort zone and share your creative genius with the world? What made you love your book baby?

You need to tap into that energy, that state of mind. You need to find out what set your soul on fire in the first place, and hold onto those thoughts for dear life.

3. Give Yourself a Break…Or Don’t

Confusing, right? Let me break it down for you.

When it comes to burnout, people have a lot of different things to say about how you should handle it.

Some say you need to take a step back, slow things down, and take the break you clearly need.

Others say you need to continue forward, driving your head against the problems you face in order to break through and come out the other side.

I think there are pros and cons to both.

Taking a break might be beneficial, but it’s easy to fall into a lengthy hiatus with no solid plan to hop back into writing in the foreseeable future. You may gain some of your sanity and mental health back, but if you don’t have a break deadline, you risk losing your drive, dedication, motivation, and discipline to continue. That has definitely happened to me a time or two.

Continuing forward with your writing might help you face your fears and problems, but I also feel like you run the risk of absolutely burning yourself out. It might leave you with feelings of resentment towards your WIP. Writers regularly worry about our work—whether or not it’s garbage, or if it’s good enough, if we are good enough—and forcing yourself to power through a burnout might exacerbate those worries.

There are compromises. You can give yourself a break by setting up a writing schedule. Stop when you are tired. Sleep until you are rested. Write when you can, and put it away when you can’t. Give yourself a break by not thinking about it when you are in your downtime and moments of relaxation (definitely easier said than done), and pushing through when it’s time to work.

Taking a break, pushing forward, or finding a happy medium…it’s a tough choice to make. But it’s one you need to consider. It ultimately boils down to you and what you feel will aide you in your journey through burnout.

4. Strategize

I find that when I’m in the middle of a burnout, the best thing I can do for myself is to strategize.

- When I am ready to write, where am I going to start? Where I left off, or somewhere new?

- Is my outline still ok, or does it need tweaking?

- Is my research up-to-date?

- Does my old writing schedule still work, or do I need to adjust it?

- Am I going to ease in, or go all in at once?

I like to figure out my next steps so that when I am ready to write, I have a plan; having a plan often lessens the overwhelming feelings of helplessness and anxiety I have towards writing. It creates a path, a start and a finish, and guides me to where I need to go.

I organize my planner, and set up a writing schedule. I plan out my writing sprints and give myself allowances when life gets in the way. I keep notebooks handy for the random ideas that flutter my way. I daydream about my characters, my plot, my dialogue, and the scenes I’m excited to write next.

Strategizing allows me to stay Writer Oriented and focused without the pressure and fear of actually writing. It also helps spark some of the excitement I might’ve lost along the way.

5. Rekindle That Spark

It isn’t uncommon for writers to lose their love of writing during a burnout. When that love fades, it’s easy to lose sight of why we write, why we were passionate in the first place, why we started, and what the finish line looked like.

In the depths of hopelessness, it is up to us to rekindle that spark.

If writing no longer makes you happy, if it no longer makes your heart sing, then you need to find something that does.

Try something new. Pick up a new hobby. Try your hand at painting, or knitting, or baking. Join a sports team, take up yoga and meditating, or break apart that mountain of TBR books at your bedside. Take singing lessons, host dance parties in your living room, try making soaps and bath bombs. Find something that will relight the spark within your soul, and replenish your creativity sponge.

Don’t allow yourself to feel guilty if your newfound joy doesn’t come from writing, and don’t feel bad if it isn’t writing related. You need to do something that makes your heart happy. You may find that as your creativity is revitalized, you’ll find yourself thinking more and more about your WIP. Your excitement to write, your eagerness to create, will slowly come back. It might take some time, but it will.

6. Be Kind to Yourself

Above all else, be kind to yourself.

Swallowed by burnout, it is easy to be cruel, to tell yourself that you are worthless, that your work is terrible, that there is no point in continuing.

I beg you, please please PLEASE don’t let yourself drown in these feelings of self-doubt. They are nothing but white noise and hurtful distractions.

Be kind to yourself. You don’t need to try to come up with excuses, or explain yourself, to others. You don’t need to apologize for your lack of progress, or for your sudden MIA from social media. What you are going through is hard, but it will eventually end. Don’t give up. Don’t lose heart. Don’t get stuck in the toxic cycle of angry thoughts. Remember that it is just a period in your life, a blip on your timeline, and that it’ll get better.

7. Talk to Others

I know you might feel alone in your sea of burnout, like you are the only one experiencing the exhaustion and pain, the only one drifting endlessly with no hope of staying afloat. But trust me, there are plenty of writers out there treading water right alongside you.

Reach out! Share your feelings with others. Take to Twitter, or Instagram, or Tiktok, or Tumblr. Talk to fellow writers about burnout and see how they work through it—some of their tips might help you. And, if anything, talking to someone who empathizes with your situation can be cathartic and validating. To know that they were (or are) going through exactly what you’re going through may offer the sense of hope, that what you are experiencing isn’t a forever thing, that there is an expiration date, that it will get better.

There is something to say about safety in numbers. You never have to feel alone in this.

And there you have it! Those are my top 7 tips on how to survive Writer’s Burnout.

This is something that we all struggle with, sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. You are never alone. We writers need to stick together, support each other through the good and the bad. The important thing to remember is that you WILL get through it. Things may look bad now, but keep your chin up. We can’t have sunny days without a couple rainy ones too. And even then, in the midst of those rainy ones, try to find the rainbow. Alright, that’s enough cheese for one day.

Be sure to tune in every Writerly Wednesday for new writer posts!

Come for the tips.

Stay for the awkward.

Until then,

May your inspiration never cease, and may your ink never smudge.

~Naomi.bee.tee

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Fandom: Trash of The Count's Family

Title: Tangled with Them

Premise: Cale had a peaceful and quiet life until suddenly two jobless wraiths annoyed him and nagging him to do this and that like annoying uncles they are.

Tags: Reincarnation, Senior High School AU

Relationship: Kim Rok Soo | Cale Henituse & Lee Soo Hyuk & Choi Jung Soo, Kim Rok Soo | Cale Henituse & everyone

Rating: Teen

Part: 1/?

Part 0

That morning, after waking up so early than he did all the time, Cale felt his head hurt with migraine.

He doesn’t remember his dream, he doesn’t know either why he felt like something weighted tons of kilogramme hammer stomping his chest abruptly, making his heart beat widely with heavy and irregular breath.

He tried to think about his dream for minutes and there was nothing clicking in his head. He had no idea what made him like this. His mind comes blank and his eyes spacing out without knowing what he should remember.

It’s weird, he frowns deeply.

His eyes vividly show that he was crying. His chest felt stuffed. He felt something he shouldn't feel just because of a dream. But there weren't any remaining memories in his head about the dream.

He sighed after a long silence filled his bedroom. Cale tries to slide his concerned mind aside and wipes warmth liquid that is still lingering in his corner eyes. It’s not like he will remember his dream either just because he thinks hard enough, (and deep in his heart, he doesn't want to remember what was the reason he cried in his dream).

So he decided to focus on the fact that it’s just a dream. A weird dream that is not worth paying attention to. It’s not Cale style to think about something troublesome too much either and it is still six in the morning when he looks at the clock. It’s too early to think about anything at all for Cale's standard.

He sighed and plop his head to the pillow again. Even if he couldn’t come back to sleep for some reason, he decided to just lie down there, trying not to think about anything while closing his eyes.

“Orabuni, good morning!”

A young and small child runs toward Cale instantly when he approaches the dining table. Lily, his younger sister, reached out her small hands to the air with a bright smile and dashing out that she almost stumbled on her own legs.

Cale flinched and crouched down instantly to catch the child's body. He sighed when the tiny figure safely landed in his hugs with two hands surrounded his neck. Felt his heart beat widely for a moment when he imagined that Lily would get hurt.

“Dear, you shouldn’t run like that. What happens if you’re hurt?”

Their mom, Violan, gave the child a stern stare. Dissaprove with her daughter's behavior before. Cale heard some groans come so close to his ears before the child who was still clinging to his shoulders muttering some apology.

Cale just shook his head twice before letting her approach their mother with a more calm demeanor.

“Good morning, Hyung-nim.”

A young boy with a calm and small smile greeted him and Cale answered with a nod. His hand automatically reached out to Basen, his younger brother, and ruffled his head a bit when he realized that the child who was 3 years younger than him was already carrying a thick book in his hand on the first day of school starting today.

Cale sure today would not be filled with any lessons unless the opening ceremony and other useless things, but he did not despise what his younger brother did. Now he really can save himself from being cursed to be an heir of their father's company and give it to his clever and dutiful younger brother.

That sounds so good, Cale's smile gets wider. That alone makes his day better and he thinks he can completely ignore the fact that he had a weird dream the night before.

“The weather felt very nice as it welcomed all of you to have a great day on the first day of your senior high school period today. I welcome all of you, the new student who is filled with a lot of dreams—“

Bla. Bla. Bla.

Cale yawn, left hand reached up to close his mouth and hide it from others. This is the third greetings he heard today and he felt like it’s already years. He sat down in the chair amongst other new students, tried to make his hurt back to sit properly but failed repeatedly.

With a small sigh, he gave up trying and let his back lean back to the chair. Try to do it smoothly, so there weren’t any teachers who spot his lazy posture. His face turned down as he blanking out to not hear more the speech or the cheering teens—especially from girls—who had the opposite reaction than his.

Surely, it’s not because the speech was so aspiring or motivating. It was because the one who gave the speech had a handsome face. That’s what it is.

Cale shook his head once before closing his eyes. Blonde hair, blue eyes, also with such a prince's looks and smile—that was a complete package to be own for just one person, and certainly enough to be able to make a lot of students give their attention to him.

But unlike the other, it just gave Cale a sore in the eyes to saw him. Those radiant-like vibe his sunbae had illuminated so brightly and successfully made his eyes hurt with just a few seconds stare.

Cale could notice the smile that this School Prince gave was a fake and actually a sly smile with a single stare, but it looked like the other already blinded to its shining radiant and get fooled. He internally takes a note to himself to not go near this boy often.

It is so much hassle to always be noticed by everyone for someone like Cale. And surely, it is supposed to be a very easy thing to do, right?

After all, there is a 2-year gap in their class. And as someone as pasif like Cale, who had decided to live a quiet school life with a lot of time trying to skip class so he can have a good sleep and even didn't plan to get any extracurricular activities, surely will not often encounter such popular and model students like him.

He nodded his head, agreeing with his own plan. A small smile formed on his lip. Just imagining about it makes him happy.

BANG!

He flinched after hearing the sound that broke peace in the school hall, the place they had an opening ceremony today. Cale looked up and scanned his surroundings. There were a lot of students that had already stood from their chairs, their eyes shook because of the shock and their gazes all turned to the right side.

Cale followed their stare and caught a figure black haired boy dragging someone with his left hand from the door he slammed before and approached the stage where all the teachers had gathered as he didn’t care about the gaze around him.

Cale’s eyes shook too after looking at the sight properly. That, is the one who that vicious boy dragging is death? Cale shook his head twice in denial.

That was impossible, right? After all, that vicious boy too wore a new high school uniform that was the same as him. Such a new high school student couldn't be very productive to beat someone to pulp in his first senior high school days, right?

Cale felt a chill in the back of his nape.

But different from the fact Cale wants to trust, he can see splashes of blood in the corner of both that boy sleeves, despite the other part of his uniform still neat, tidy and clean. Cale gulped. The teachers all had chaotic expressions on their faces as well.

The students had long gone to divide themselves into two sides; the one who crowded to the front to approach and saw more clearly what happened because of their curiosity, and the one who walked back down to the corner because they felt scared.

Cale, who was still in his chair, blinked several times. His brilliant but sly brain worked hard before he stood from his chair too. Different from his expression earlier, he has a wicked smile on his lips now. He unified himself with the student who was backed down and smoothly doing what he wanted to do from the first greet he heard; escape from this opening ceremony.

Cale had a satisfied smile on his curled lips as he walked away from the hall. Cale didn’t care what that boy's problem was. He didn’t want to know either. He just felt thankful to the vicious boy that made a perfect chance for him to escape and added that boy's face to the list ‘Someone Who I Shouldn’t Approach and Messed Up with’ in his head.

That day, he had a nice slacker day until the bell rang in his ears. Cale felt content. He didn't know that there were a lot of incidents that he would consider as unlucky fate had been waiting for him in the near future.

#trash of the count's family #tcf #lout of count’s family #cale henituse #lee soo hyuk #choi jung soo #alberu crossman #basen henituse #lily henituse #choi han #on #hong #raon miru #ron molan #baecrox molan #basically everyone in the time being

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timextoxhajima · 3 years

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Grounded: Level 4

Level 3 | Level 5

Member: Minho (Lee Know)

Genre: idol minho x idol trainee reader

Taglist: @jaehyvnsvalentine @licorice526 @lolwhatameme @felixn-recs

[A P R I L 2 0 1 9]

The date was the 4th of April, 2019. It’s almost like Yeonjun knew, and that was exactly the reason why he had invited you to go watch TXT’s Inkigayo stage.

They were used to it, being nominated for top two but never winning, even after two years. It sucks to watch them wait nervously for the results to come out, the thought ‘it won’t be us’ floating about in their heads despite those stage smiles and those strong fronts.

You were finally pulled to your feet with your hands over your mouth when the results were finally broadcasted, and Jisung’s face gave it all away. Then, there was your ex-classmate, whose lips were hung agape, and Chan’s eyes that were filled, not with surprise but with the sheer amount of gratitude he had for the job he was finally doing after 7 years of training.

You were here for TXT, but Yeonjun knew you were rooting for Stray Kids.

A frown comes over your face when the desire to just break out into ugly sobs overwhelms your entire respiratory system. The camera pans, and all you see is Seungmin jumping with joy with his arms around Changbin and Minho.

The smile on his face was irreplaceable. The same way Earth’s moon could never be replaced. Not by Jupiter’s Moons, not by Saturn’s moons, nothing. It’s like the stars aligned based off their hard work and God finally said, you all deserve to reap the rewards of your efforts.

The tears tumble over your lower lids when you see Chan cry, then Jisung cannot regain his composure, with Seungmin and Changbin following suit. But your eyes cannot leave Minho.

He is happy.

He is proud.

He is standing where he was born to be.

Each scene plays out like life was running in split seconds, and you could absorb every moment of it, and yet before you know it, TXT comes back to their dressing room where you were waiting.

It is written all across Yeonjun’s face that he’s just satisfied with himself that he didn’t invite you for nothing. But something surprising surges through you, and it motivates you to throw your arms around Yeonjun in a bid to express your gratitude.

“Whoa!” Your weight shoves him back a few steps, and his arms come around your shoulders. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Shaking your head, you can hear his racing heart beat from the adrenaline of being on stage. The other members are packing up, so you aren’t really bothered when your tears start to stain his shirt. “Just... thank you, for inviting me today.”

“Aw, come on. It’s nothing. I just had a gut feeling they’d win today, thought you would like to witness that for yourself.”

The panic starts dripping into the warmth he’s providing you. It’s the same feeling you got when Minho had encouraged you to persist on for your performances.

You pull away, eyes tilting upwards to meet his.

It takes you exactly two seconds to realise that you’re more comfortable looking into his eyes than Minho’s, which is alarming.

“But anyway,” He releases you, and the lack of physical contact sucks some disappointment out from you. “It’s time to go, unless you want to wait for Stray Kids.”

“I...” Minho has his career now. I can’t make him choose, right? It’s time to let go. It’s time to move on. It’s time to forget about him. “No, it’s fine. I can text Hyunjin later.”

“What?” There’s a gentle frown on his forehead; you already know what’s running through his head. “What about Lee-”

“I can ask Hyunjin to forward the congratulations to the whole group, it’ll be fine.”

It’s not fine. Because I know how much Hyunjin is going to hate it.

Back in the comfort of your bed (though you would very much prefer the one you have at home), you scroll through your chats, searching for Hyunjin, and unironically noticing that your chat with Minho was almost non-existent anymore.

You stare at the screen for so long, it blacks out, now feeding you with your own dark reflection. The light from the corridor that’s the only thing illuminating your room was a speck white in your irises, even in the reflection.

Shutting your eyes, you let the content of the texts sink in - who was Hyunjin kidding? Who were you kidding?

Had there anything between Minho and I, it would’ve happened, right?

Now that he’s an idol, there’s nothing that could happen between the two of you.

What’s JYP going to do if one of his newly debuted idols get into-

No.

It’s not going to happen. Because Minho doesn’t have feelings for me the same way I had feelings for him.

I don’t need Minho anymore.

You put your phone on airplane mode and await the next day. Training, training, and more training.

It’s not like he ever needed me anyway, right?

[J U L Y 2 0 1 9]

What the fuck am I even looking at?

Just what the fu-

What the fucking-

“y/n,” Soobin wraps his fingers around his phone despite it still being in your hold. “Can I- Can I have my phone back- Please-”

Just who does he think he is? Prancing around in that stupid white top to some deep jazz music-

He finally snatches his phone away from you, and you’re left with the rigidity of your knuckles folded and crumpled like you were still holding it.

[Stray Kids : SKZ-PLAYER] Lee Know "DAWN(새벽)"

“What, cat got your tongue?” Beomgyu snickers, just missing a harsh swipe of your hand from you.

“Cut it out,” Yeonjun comes from behind and shoves his head forward playfully into a head lock, ruffling his hair. The sight of both Yeonjun and Minho stirs the lazy, but very difficult-to-put-to-sleep creature in your heart. Though one of them was just dancing in a space in a video on the screen, it feels like both are yearning for your attention.

Of course, you’d never admit it to anybody. Not even yourself.

“No, I’m just... Surprised.”

Taehyun’s in a game with Kai, but he still manages that sneaky look at you above his phone. “Surprised that he’s got individual content or surprised that you still get affected by what he does?”

Kai sucks his lips between his teeth, the attempt to hide his cheeky grin futile. Soobin watches you roll your eyes and shake your head to yourself, empathising with you.

“I’ve got an idea-”

“I don’t think I want to hear it, Gyu-” Aggressively shaking your head, you throw him the meanest glare you can conjure from your eyeballs.

“How about you go to JYP and surprise him? Congratulate him on his individual content?”

It piques the members’ interest. Now, even Yeonjun was giving you those eyes that said “hey, that’s not such a bad i--”

“No,” The leather sofa creaks a little when you push yourself off it, removing yourself from the dressing room where they were having rehearsals for KCON 2019.

“Aw, come on,” Yeonjun’s groan sounds like a puppy begging to go on a walk. Ironic that it’s coming from an older boy that much taller than you, that much more respectable than you. “It’ll be fun. They’re going for KCON in LA in August and I’ll be back by then. We can bring them a basket of fruit or something.”

“I might just go with ‘or something’-”

“Let me rephrase that,” Yeonjun points to you with that mischief in his eyes, coming between you and the door of the dressing room. “We can bring them a basket of fruit, you can have a chat with Lee Know, wish them good luck on their trip to LA and we’ll be on our way. All you gotta do is order that basket and by the time we come back from KCON New York, we’ll be good to go.”

You squint at Yeonjun, slightly suspicious of how hard he’s selling you the idea, until you remember that he’s got a heart of gold, the kind that’s making you feel confused and at an absolute loss of words.

“I’ll go with you,” He leans forward a little, hands on your shoulders and slightly shaking your frame. “I’ll ask Changbin for this favour, tell him we’ll be dropping by and keep it a surprise for Lee Know, how does that sound?”

No. I don’t want to be in the same room as you and Minho, God damn it.

Your lungs deflate and your shoulders slump, gaze avoiding his for a split second before they resign and turn back to him.

“Yes!” Yeonjun clenches his fist and holds them before his chest, his head thrown back in triumph. “You’ve all seen it!” Suddenly acting like he was in a play, he wraps an arm around you and gestures out into the air, not engaging any of his members who were all occupied with their own phones. “On the road to redeeming your friendship with Lee Know!”

Finally releasing you, he runs his hand through his hair and struts across the room. The words reach you, despite him walking away and they still somehow sink into your bones, but you can no longer contain the whirlpool of emotions swirling around like a tornado in your gut.

“Man, y’know how frustrating it is to watch that conversation between you and Lee Know go down? Time to set this right...”

And his voice fades out slowly, only because you can’t help but compare the likes of Minho and Yeonjun. Both boys have your heart, but one doesn’t need you, and the other’s trying to push you to the latter.

What a fucking mess.

After TXT leaves for the stage again, you are left to return to BigHit to continue training - you scored an A for dancing the last evaluation round, but a B for rapping and a C for vocals.

Not a great start.

The trainee manager comes to pick you up, updates you on the progress your fellow trainees have made, but none of it gets into your head.

Your phone’s just given you a reminder of your private Instagram’s memories, and all you can process are Minho’s face appearing over and over and over again back when you were both back-up dancers for BTS.

First, the only thing that’s running through your mind was how precious memories are. Grains of sand that fly away in the wind or get washed away by the ocean when it comes by the shore - always existing but never always around. His little bunny teeth that shone under the light of the back-up dancer’s dressing room, and his habit of sticking a napkin to his forehead so his facial oil wouldn’t glisten with the sweat. He’s taking his time to munch on his burrito while scrolling through his Instagram, completely unaware of your mindless zooming in on his face - it’s something his members like to do now too.

When you see a picture of yourself on his back on the last day of being BTS’ backup dancer though, that’s when the tears start to gradually covet the surface of your eyeballs. The pinches in your chest present themselves as deeper breaths when you try to control and maintain your composure. The trainees’ manager probably going to look at you weird when he sees you crying at your phone silently.

But how can you not, when all the memories with Minho seems so far away, they feel unreal? They feel like dreams you had that were forgotten over time; they feel like cotton candy when they melt in your mouth. Sweet, then nothing.

Maybe he’s just another chapter in your life that’s ended. He was just here to show you what you could do, and not stick around to watch you succeed at it.

Maybe this was it.

[A U G U S T 2 0 1 9]

“Is that the one and only Choi Yeonjun standing in JYP territory?!” Changbin’s loud voice echoes down the hallway before your sunbae can complete his request to the lady at the lobby of the building.

“Having fun training for KCON?” Yeonjun pulls back from the counter, previously leaning on it.

“They’re with me, thanks,” Changbin leans over one of the barricades and informs the lady, who presses a button and the barricades whir open. “Tell me about it. It’s been such a busy year. How have you been? You just came back from...”

“New York.”

“Right, right. Ours is in LA so,” Changbin trails off as he presses the lift button before turning to you. “You are... Hyunjin’s classmate, right?”

“The one and only,” You extend your palm to Changbin, who takes it with some slight surprise.

“Do your members know we’re here?” Yeonjun’s innocent question was short of being interrupted by the lift arriving.

“Nah, you wanted it to be a surprise right?” Changbin grins at the both of you through the reflection of the lift doors. The plastic wrap of the gift basket in your hands crinkle under the pressure of your grip.

“Man, isn’t this fun? You get to show up, unannounced, give everybody something and then make up with Lee Know!”

“Lee Know?” The name draws a frown upon Changbin’s face. He looks lost for some moments before you can imagine the lightbulb that brightens above his head. “Ah- You’re that trainee that got casted by BigHit who was in the back-up dancer’s dance crew for BTS.”

A weak smile helps you ease his guess.

“Right, right, right, right,” He nods, eyes slowly gravitating to the ground, then the words are so low, you don’t think you were supposed to hear it. “Ah... so you’re her.”

The lift doors open to a floor where you can hear the booming - though muffled - music from inside a studio, and you can hear the makings of a group of boys trapped in four walls. Changbin had barely gotten the door open when you hear Jisung yelling at someone for pinching Jeongin’s cheeks.

“Oh!” The maknae was the first to see you coming through the door behind Changbin, and before Yeonjun. “Noona-”

“Surprise!” Yeonjun yells from behind you, raising both his arms into the air. “I hope we aren’t interrupting anything important. Changbin said today was just a more chill training day for you guys.”

Chan is the first one to greet Yeonjun. “No worries, we were just having a break.”

“This is y/n, in case you didn’t already know her. We brought something for you,” Yeonjun nods to the gift basket you almost forgot you were holding.

“Oh! Yes, right. This- This is for you to share,” Awkwardly handing the leader the gift basket, Felix and Seungmin come by to help with the gift, thanking both you and Yeonjun at the same time.

“You didn’t have to,” Chan watches his younger members scramble to the pot of gold. “I’m surprised you even have time to come here.”

Yeonjun grins and rubs the back of his neck with some slight exasperation. “No, we had time. It’s fine. Also, do you happen to know where-”

“Yah! I leave for 10 minutes and you guys just sto-”

The entire’s room attention is drawn towards the second door on the far left of the studio, and Minho enters with some bottles of water with Hyunjin trailing behind him. There is a heavy, awkward silence in the air when everybody watches you lock eye contact with Minho, whose feet are slowly but surely inching forward to the crowd.

“Hyung!” Changbin is the first to break the tension, dashing over and throwing an arm around him. “y/n and Yeonjun just dropped by to hand us a gift basket to wish us luck on our LA KCON trip.”

“You,” Hyunjin leaves the bottles of water on the floor and heads for you, pulling you into a head lock and ruffling your hair. “When were you planning on visiting?” He whispers into your head, only loud enough for you to hear.

“I didn’t know I was expected, dipshit,” You struggle a little before you feel his grip around your neck loosen, standing straight up again to comb down your hair.

Hyunjin crosses his arms across his chest and glances at Changbin introducing Yeonjun to Minho whilst Chan was busy handling the younger members.

“Well, for one thing, I know nobody was expecting Yeonjun. I can’t say the same for you.”

Your hair slaps your face when you whip your head to look at Hyunjin, whose attention is now smugly stuck on Minho.

The man did not look happy for some reason.

#lee know scenarios #lee know #stray kids #skz #stray kids lee know #skz lee know #lee know fanfic #skz lee minho #stray kids minho

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onyourzeus · 3 years

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11:48 am | pjh

title: 11:48am pairing: park jaehyung (of day6) & you genre: fluff, bullet style words: 2.1k

author’s note: mmm i’m kind of meh about this but i jus really needed to write so i don’t lose motivation, but this is just a short fic requested by this anon asking for a lazy day scenario with jae. hope it’s still an okay read.

any requests? check my pinned post if i’m accepting any at the moment, thanks!

once you receive a specific text from jae on a regular day

“whatchu doinnnn”

you know he’s wondering if you’re not busy, and if you come hang out at his place

which, for the majority of the time, you always tell him “not much. y?”

even though you’re 99% sure of what he wants out of you

you have already made your way to a coffee shop before he had replied

“same. wanna do nothing together? :)”

so u get two coffees: one americano and one vanilla latte (as much as you want to cut down calories here, there is no way you can drink just water and espresso by itself

you decide on getting two sandwiches as well, it’s close to noon and there’s a high probability that jae just woke up and he hasn’t even moved from the bed

you’re lowkey happy that jae texts you first (assumingly) during days like this because, honestly you miss the 6 foot lanky nerdy soft boy a lot

jae has a habit of keeping to himself during his downtime, especially now

but with him streaming and having new friends through the platform has helped him socialize and feel a sense of normalcy from the world, which you are really glad for

he’s mentioned how much he misses doing band activities but doesn’t really elaborate on them

he think he talks about it too much and that you wouldn’t want to hear his repetitive whining

you don’t have the needed bravery in your heart (yet) to tell him you will never get bored or feel burdened by his thoughts, no matter what they entail

so for now, when he asks of your presence in his lovely abode— you make time for him. always.

even if it’s just a lazy day of doing nothing

you knock on his door and text him at the same time. you look around his neighborhood and enjoy the peace and quiet outside. you wonder if jae’s soundproof walls work well enough for his next door neighbors this time. you had told him multiple times that sungjin wouldn’t appreciate the noise too much, and he if he wanted to play he can do so at your place

however you never suggested that last thought. it swam in the sea of your thoughts one too many times but it never came to shore. you thought too much about the implications of that idea

besides, what good came out of reminding him of his streamer noises is that he finally has an apartment of his own

and you don’t feel as shy or out of place whenever you came over to the one he shared with the boys

“oh hey, wasn’t expecting you,” jae had opened the door and you snap out of your wondering

he greets you with drowsy eyes, a full yawn and long strands of hair sticking out everywhere

you huff out a breath and show the goods in your hands. “you’re definitely gonna need this.”

his eyes light up as he recognizes the contents of the paper bag

“whaaaat you shouldn’t have, i was about to order for delivery,” he tries for an innocent tone but the goofy smile on his face makes that extra trip to the cafe worth it

“you’re welcome, jae.”

lazy days with jae come in two ways

number one: absolutely the title. you crash on the bed, he scolds you for it but then you feel his crushing weight on top of you for revenge or

you hog the couch, splay your legs until jae does the same thing and entangles all your limbs together it becomes a semi wrestling match

number two: he’d end up wanting to do something all this time, either jam on his guitar or play WoW with you in the background, just watching

commenting on things you have 0 knowledge about, and him dismissing every words you say with a random scream from his end

“you’re so bad at this lmao”

“NONONO STOPSTOPSTOP NONONO”

“is the riff supposed to sound like that? ew”

“you want your face to meet my guitar? :)”

yeah, banter between you can be brutal like this which is why it gets a little embarrassing to be your true self with him when the others are involved

today, jae seems to just enjoy sipping on his iced coffee while tippy tapping on the floor to sit next to you on the couch

??? how can a grown man do something puppies so effortlessly pull out… just as cute if not even better???

usually, silence isn’t how the two of you spend lazy days together. once he’s thought of a topic to talk about, however out of this world or mundane it could be— the conversations you share are what you cherish the most bonding with jae

“you ever think about the first piece of a roll of sliced bread?”

“you mean the weird looking pieces no one ever chooses first and leaves it there until there’s none of the good slices left?”

“the very one” “what about it?”

“you’re that slice of bread”

“well yeah? jokes on you, you’re the OTHER piece. there’s two in a pack dumbass”

one would mistake this as insulting, but this is how jae shows his affection to you, and you wouldn’t want it any other way

there’s a certain comfort in just.. not deliberating whether you’d overstep a line or say something that would be misconstrued. with jae, you appreciate the candid friendship you mutually benefit from

his sarcastic personality can be a pain at times when not needed, of course, but when you’ve missed him so much it just feels right

“jae your legs are too long for the couch get a new one.” he had taken over the other end of the couch with his legs over yours, and you’re trying your best to make the position comfortable

but being inches close to his socks and noticing that he’s intentionally moving his feet about just to annoy you

“you get me a new couch so we both fit here”

“bro do you know how empty my wallet is rn”

“as empty as your love life?”

“oh we’re talking about ourselves right now? ok cool”

he scoffs at your comeback, but he remains speechless and gives you room to breathe. you panic for a second thinking maybe, this is the unexplained boundary he has to draw a line on? love?

but he puts down his already finished americano, and looks back at you a deadpan expression

you sit up as well, nerves creeping up on your arm. you didn’t want to take it too far and in your defense, this isn’t the first time you teased each other about your, well, non-existent romantic endeavors

“jae, i—”

“oh my god did you see your face?? i was kidding chilllll” he starts to burst into a fit of laughter, the kind where he loses air and lolls his head back

this time you pout, reaching over to flick him on the forehead. his 6th sense had improved a lot overtime being with you as he blocks your hand away from his face, and sticks a tongue out

“you think i wasn’t prepared for that anymore?” he taunt, locking his grip around your wrist

“now you’re just making fun of me” >:(

“you get really puffy cheeks and look adorable when you’re mad”

“THAT IS NOT A VALID REASON!!”

eventually he lets you go, pats your head then proceeds to just ruffle it as messy as his, and in an instant your mood changes again

you shouldn’t lie to yourself anymore, you love jae’s company and it would kill you if he’d one day decide he’s too old or too “mature” for moments like this

you get winded up with denial of having a crush on your best friend, and you’re so sure he knows at this point

because he reels you back into the present and challenges you to a game os super smash bros

and when he loses, he does it again. and you win again, and this time he says it was just a warm-up and he shouldn’t go easy on you anymore

and then you win again, and you’re the one cackling in the air at his look of defeat as well as the 6 losses he had endured during the matches

“man you’re getting rusty”

“am not! i’ve just been playing WoW too much i’m not used to switch controls anymore…”

“sure buddy”

“HEY, 1v1 me in league right now, i dare you”

“no”

“WHY?”

“you only have one desktop, stupid. i didn’t bring my laptop”

“oh so by default I win :D”

nothing can ever get away with jae, he always needs to have the last laugh with you and at times it’s frustrating, but his carefree charisma has grown on you so much that you anticipate what else he has in store to give you a hard time

jokes on him, you fall for jae just an inch deeper the more he treats you comfortably this way

it’s only been an hour or two, but jae had decided that he’s done enough productive stuff for the day (read: losing too many times) and invited you over to chill on his bed

it’s not an uncommon sight for the both of you to lie next to each other, taking turns with queueing up music on spotify. songs you and jae love together, and those that are new to your ears

sometimes, you’d talk over the playlist— it becomes more of background noise as jae asks you about your day, the days before that, and what you’re planning on doing in the future

he doesn’t ask for specific answers, he likes to hear how you’ve been feeling, emotionally so

jae has always been intrigued by other people’s perception of themselves, of the things around them, and of what they think of the universe in the back of their minds

it was a little too much to handle, those questions of his, when you first were just getting to know each other

but he eased into it naturally, confessing about his love for the moon— its beauty in appearance, and the beauty of its purpose

which made you think… you’re in love with the moon too, not just what you see in the sky

but what you see right next to you right now

jae had given you enough time before to open up about your own thoughts, struggles, and share secrets with him. it didn’t take long until you found the trust between you and held onto it for dear life

lazy days with jae can be just that— lazy, loafing around the house, stealing a chip or two from each other’s bag, falling asleep to the sound of lofi music on the speaker

but it can go this way too: with jae explaining how good this one song can be, the metaphors every verse carries with the melody. “you’ve always heard of chocolate eyes or whatever, but blueberry? and to describe the setting sun as strawberry skies? amazing, GENIUS”

and you laugh, and listen to the same song over and over as per jae’s request until he overpowers the original vocals— and you don’t complain, there’s not a sound you love to hear on a lazy afternoon than his low register, the kind of singing he does just for the heck of it. he’s not exerting too much range, too much work on the words he sings— he’s just doing so to comfort him, to bring life to the room, to dwell on each poetic verse’s meaning

i’m so lost in your blueberry eyes

he finishes singing, and the playlist shuffles to an instrumental lofi track with an upbeat, charming rhythm to it

jae keeps his eyes closed, smiling to himself probably proud for his faux performance

“you done gloating in your head yet, jae?”

“shut up i’m feeling the moment”

you poke his shoulder with yours, and you’re suddenly hyper aware at how close the two of you are.. physically, right now

he turns his head towards you, eyes fluttering, lips slightly open. he catches you staring, and it’s too sudden for you to look away and pretend it’s not awkward at all

“what are you doing?” he asks, a lilt of teasing on his voice but his eyes never leave yours

“sh..shut up,” you quip in a small voice, looking down on your laying bodies before turning away, cheeks warm

“wait what? what i was asking a genuine question—”

“i was.. feeling the moment, okay? god jae you’re annoying” you mutter under your breath, a lousy response to cover up the pounding in your chest

“this moment feels really nice, doesn’t it?” he says next to you, quiet but gentle

you pause for a second, taking in his words and letting go of the smile you’re trying to hold off on

your heart is still racing, but there wasn’t a need to worry about stumbling with your feelings

if jae himself is enjoying your own company right now

“it is. if it’s with you, it really is.”

#day6 imagines #day6 scenarios #day6 au #day6 x reader #park jaehyung imagines #park jaehyung scenarios #park jaehyung x reader #park jaehyung au #day6 jae #dot series #by:jiae

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misterbitches · 3 years

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i had the misfortune of finally watching/getting through what happened in whatever episode where he gets raped so im gonna talk about it and tag it cos that's what a bitch fuckin feels like, got it? i do what i want aint no limit bad ass bitch aint never been timid. woopsie realized i got the nicknames confused oh well lmao

it's just logistically and plot wise like there's literal plot holes in this and i'm taking the production and set-up into account along with the actual content and development. im an ARTIST OKAY im jk i mean i am and i am pretentious and terrible but look. i didnt get that degree and im not in a house worth of debt for nothing ok. it's called writing on tumblr about my grievances of shows that dont matter and do not respect me as a fat black american woman either so it is my fault yet here i am.

anyway it was worse than i imagined and their talk after (with chengren) was even worse. that's what i mean about making the lines their own (the actors) bc teng teng sounded like a straight up motherfucking moron and im like

bECAUSE IT'S HIM EVEN THO IM LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DID U JUST SAY U STUPID BITCH? but then it's like awwww and they also care about his wellbeing obviously??? but no? but it's like ok still teng teng said it even if it's stupid because he is a character and charles puts that forth. the people that fail the most to do that are xing si's family but that's not the actors fault because it's the literal material. you're like wait what but you just said...?

so i know they have no script editors i guess i think i find this season ACTUALLY fascinating because of just how egregious it is. i also went back and watched history: obsessed which i thought i liked because of their chemistry even though god the production....but i tried rewatching it and i was like wow this is worse than i remembered and the production issues were even worse because some of the music was SO LOUD AND BAD HOLY FUCK and their whole rship isssssss a sight to behold lmao

so man i guess it really is the power of anson/charles. which is good cos we love to see it...sort of but also a lot.

i honestly....because i've been able to pay attn more to the aftermath of the rape going back and putting it into more context and focusing (just barely lmao) is hm even worse. the inconsistencies are insane. it's not even just about the act but the writers have zero idea where they are going because they have no interest in exploring it. but the way in which it happens is like fascinating. yong jie literally thinks he owns xing si and it doesn't matter if he was kissing him or not or asked for a kiss on the lips (which dude what the fuck? i'll get to that) because he was plied with "extremely strong drinks" and his mom knew about it....which girl congrats you're an accomplice to the rape of your son by your other son?

but first of all...the kissing thing. in what fucking world would he (xing si) want that unless he thought he (yong jie) was someone else. i can't say their attraction is evident because we are being lead by this team to think so; they create this false sense of sensuality already so to me that signifies that they never intended for them to have a bond as brothers. it just feels cheap and fucking lazy (which it is.) even if he did, which doesn't make sense considering the context THEY CONSTRUCTED, it wouldn't matter because he was so fucking drunk which.... at that point nothing is fun, you feel sick, who wants sex like that? does he not have whiskey dick? did they have a condom? was it not painful for him considering? even if this was something to easily get over like was the dick good? it couldn't have been. and then, on top of that, there's the fact that you can change your mind or whatever but also that people do get aroused in these situations bc it is human nature (that's if they can literally get aroused which if the drinks were allegedly sooooo strong that nigga would be out so....again like even practically here it doesnt add up. have these people ever been drunk? if not, write what you know girl. cos sometimes it's like i think some of u r trying to be cool when u dont have 2 b lmao)

so yong jie coming on to him previously may be seen as like push-and-pull but here's the thing. right after it happens (the rape and it's rape so call it that you'll be okay) xing si gets up and goes home and is terrified and upset. he acts like what we have seen or even felt after a violation. he's scared, clutching his bag, it's like...you know...decently coming off as truly distressing (the actor isn't bad at all and i like that he's dark. i just massively hate this for him but hey at least he can show some chops.) like honestly man that fucking sucks and hurts to see. if we've been there we feel it. or part of it is realizing belatedly what happened. a lot of times that drop in your stomach is the worst.

but somehow for some reason, to which i cannot understand, the three of them begin to talk as if xing si pressured him? which maybe i missed something and that is possible—dont feel like going back to look—but that also made no sense. like what kind of false memory is this? why would he think he wasn't willing? and if he thought yong jie wasn't and that he pressured him how does he remember like...anything about the sex?!?!??!? besides waking up and being with him. like i guess he felt yong jie's MASSIVE DONG imprint but ??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!!!!!

god then the logic of the top/bottom thing is like i said i wasnt going to get into it but it's actually really funny. this whole thing was hilarious. honestly because I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS. he could have totally raped him in that way but how did you get to this CONCLUSION FROM THAT??????? BY YOUR LOGIC THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS? IF HE IS THE BOTTOM AND PENETRATION IS THE ONLY FORM OF TRUE CONSUMMATION AND RAPE BECAUSE APPARENTLY, BASED ON ANATOMY, IF YOU HAVE A DICK IN UR BUTT UR A GIRL THEN HOW. DOES. THIS. MAKE. SENSE. AND THEN

AND THEN

this whole stupid conversation happens so we get to the conclusion that xing si violated him ok cool but that means that something is wrong. that is the CONCLUSION WE CAME TO A SECOND AGO?

also the other rapist is a villain and muren isn't in love with him so, once again, you're breaking the rules of your own world about acceptability which is why most of this is absolutely mind bogggglinG that iit's fuckign comical. like i actually when i can stomach it start laughing or my jaw is slack because it's so insulting as a viewer because there is like 0 logical followthrough.

because whatshisface barges in, kisses him in front of his friends without permission, then says whether you were willing or not which is hm. at that point how u gonna change that around but let's not bother with logic here. i am simply here to point out how this makes no sense according to the rules they set up even outside of the basic rule of life which is hm dont rape people maybe.

so now we know xing si was raped, they believe he was raped, he himself believes he was raped, and whatshisface literally says he doesn't care even if he was willing (he wasn't) so he admits to rape. i don't believe in the police and i hate them (BL industry needs the cops but dont get me down that road) but no one...thought to go?

because according to history 4 logic nothing matters so im sure if he went to the police you could handwave the homophobia since there's no actual context for anything besides their whimsy. but they dont want to do that because they aren't interested in an arc of growth; redemption isn't possible unless he is removed from the family but again no work on thinking this through or thinking about the victim's feelings. because gay sex? who fucking knows. supposedly progressive taiwanese writers of gay shit (like how supposedly progressive the world is. as in it is not and this behavior is the norm and bl perpetuates that) can't think of transformative justice?

and then they gave bad advice so we wont acknowledge that because teng teng doing anything wrong/stupid is frequent but hurts me and also that storyline is not real so i pretend they are not there outside of this post

so all of this is just straihgt up clownery now because it's fucking absurd like logically, practically, human-wise. the kissing thing is inconsequential but it was such a lazy cheap way out lmao cos they really wanted it to seem consensual but that's not how it works. on top of that their attraction makes no sense because whatshisface is just there. he is just there. he's nothing and no one so the sentiments are even more empty and on top of that he doesnt listen to a single request fucking obviously because the basis of their relationship is fucking rape so fucking listening and respecting his partner is not on his list of fucking priorities. he's literally so fucking annoying even without being a rapist it's like someone please beat his ass.

and then after all of that you want us to feel bad? with your horrible writing, poorly misplaced music, stupid costumes (those fucking SHOES THEY ARE HIDEOUS, AND MOST OF THIER CLOTHES DO NOT FIT IT'S LIKE WHY), questionable fucking editing. we're supposed to wnat them together? this sounds literally fucking crazy but bear with me lmao even with the rape they could at least have SOMETHING i mean like i cant believe im fucking saaying this. but like in addicted heroin which is fuckin tragic and awful at least there's a MODICUM of interest but honestly that show s a fucknig drag. idk they lookd good together? here we have 0. nothing. and it doesnt motivate. watching obsessed again i can see why i liked it in the beginning bc they have good chemistry but the acting and production adn like everything about it plus the rape-y vibes it's just too much. you need to pick one thing so if you're going to be a shit writer at least supplement it with something. this thing is nothing.

and even more nonsensical and what boggles my mind frankly out of all this is the mother's involvement and the father's final response. there are NO consequences? theyre all happy?

ok so lets go through this:

1. 2 boys grow up 2gether, one of the boys is fucking psycho, the mother knows but does nothing??????????????

2. one of the sons moves out so his father doesn't get a hint that's he's fucking gay. ok fine. he has 2 best friends, a job, an apt. he is fine.

3. aforementioned brother is obsessed with him for SOME REASON besides being crazy?

3.5 no one has done anything during him growing up to help him not be crazy?

4. mom says to husband who is their father also just in case we forget "im afraid he will lose his humanity"

4.5 again, do nothing. 0. just like oh man hes crazy. guess that's just our son ;)

4. who cares. plies him with alcohol purposefully to rape him. not even dubious (even though dubious is fucked and not okay or is just not. fucking real. these shows are contextless when they want to be or even movies or whatever so it's like largely not up to the task to understand complexity in human rships and then oversimplifies it constantly because that's what we do IRL. but people have fucking feelings you know and we realize when things don't feel good or right to us either very quickly after or having to process it. and once you're eyes are opened you may feel as something was fucking ripped away from you. for the modc couple this would be a very logical conclusion for the high schooler the thirty year old dated but again logic or feelings are up to their whimsy. no one cares bc everything can be counted as dubious so honestly it's a fucking stupid fucking topic like again why are we litigating what is and isnt consent when you could just like idk. read cues? consent? wait? not be a freak? like we all know what is proper human shit so even if we are watching this uncritically which u cant bc it's glaring and stupid it's just even more dumb) so it was honestly a rape plot like he literally planned it soooooooooo??!?!

5. aftermath of rape the victim is like literally fucking bereft and confused. and a rape victim. like that's what they are insinuating and what also he is to be clear.

6. boy tells him "idc if i raped u i luv u lmao"

7. mom ENCOURAGED THE BOY to get him drunk because her other son was too nice? she encouraged her adult son to rape her adult step-son (but her real son because she repeatedly says you are my son and the dad does too THEY GREW UP TOGETHER WHEN THE KID WAS IN AN IMPRESSIONABLE STATE) so THIS ALSO MAKES EVEN LESS MOTHERFUCKING SENSE

8. everyone finds out about his rape and he isnt mortified he's just concerned about himself being gay to his dad?????? except it's not really about his gayness bc now it's about his sudden love for his rapist brother? which? hm ok. understandable the dad is like wow i do not think i like this

9. dad knows all of it is fucked up, everyone does, knows the mother fucked up, knows he fucked up. doesnt like it because he is normal. so we know this is terrible? ok great so—

10. father says "i can't accept this...but i'm willing to give you my blessing" ok see here's the thing. when you write you have to think about the things you are putting on the page and what you have written previously. this quite literally made no sense how the fuck are you going to not accept them but give them your blessing? does this crew know what the fuck words are? i'm assuming they went to some sort of school to obtain jobs here bc there cannot be natural talent or experience. maybe most of them are rich. fuck i do not know but this also makes no sense. just the literal logic of it it's like fucking insane the whiplash.

10.5 apparently this father is also shitty. everyone here sucks and they are basically begging me to think xing si is a fucking idiot so i dont even want to look at him if he is an object he doesnt matter so now i want to kick him. thanks a lot you made the victim get absolutely fucking nothing

they KEEP PUSHING the brother thing it is so insane and it's liek GUYS WE GET IT WE UNDERSTAND THEYRE "RELATED" BUT NOT RELATED SO IT'S OK HE WAS "RAPED" BUT NOT RAPED but you're GOING BACK ON YOUR OWN RULES!!!!!!!!!! WE GET THAT THEY ARE BROTHERS!!! WE'RE OVER IT NOW BUT WHAT IS THIS WHEN WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED SOMETHING? I AM CONFUSION? they flip flop between my son, my brother my actual brother, and cannot fucking distinguish between love for your father and love for your romantic partner? so to me what i see is that the father wants to fuck the son. that's the conclusion i am garnering now considering nothing matters and his love for his "brother" is the same as his love for his dad lmao. they couldnt even do that in a way that made sense. like damn anybody can get anything. these ppl who are doing this have to be fucking rich and/or have connections.

also this guy sounds literally like a textbook abuser like he says constantly "im the best choice" is a rapist is awful holds capital (oh hees "saving" smh ur trapping her!!!!! RETIRE!!!!) also wears terrible shoes so i am like ur alllllllllLLLLL FUCKING CRAZY ur all literally crazy and then they are trying to set rules and boundaries in their fucking house like WHY ARE THEY LIVING TOGETHER EVEN? even tho oh my god they know he raped him and for some reason they are both allowing to live in the house but they dont want them to have sex??!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?! i get that this is their house but this is like at this point these ppl are writing anything and now whatshisface is acting like a 2 yr old again and we are supposed to find this cute? like it makes 0 sense why do u fucking care u literally encouraged ur son to rape him so they cant have consensual sex under your nose now and have to wait four years? this is coming from the son who couldnt wait until someone was sober enough to realize hes fucking psychotic and should be killed also the fact that they act like being 20 means u have no fucking brain like this kid is in med school supposedly how do we know like hes a liar and an idiot so. also wait do they mean undergrad? how are you in med school at 20? is he a genius? girl i dont care lmao i guess i missed that but it's not like it matters so whatever

even if we ignore the stupidity of the literal acts, the grossness of the content, the absolute inability to write coherently or even remotely in a way where we would even want to see them together which is like....u set it up at the beginning so he punches "the love his life's best friend" also holy fuck im sorry remember when he punches muren because xing si got too drunk. so i'm guessing whatshisface is that good of a bartender that he makes super strong drinks and gets xing si drunk but his alcohol is magical therefore it doesn't make him sick. his alcohol is the type that gets you drunk but somehow doesnt get to your liver even though that's how we get drunk but dont ask guys he's only in med school and a bartender so i think he knows best (seriously have the main writers had a day of fun in their lives? have they ever been drunk? are they toddlers? drunk babies could probably do better tho.) i get that he was also jealous but if this kid is SOOOOOO genius (he understands social cues lmao he has the cpacity to project onto his victim so im like miss me with the not understanding shit. go to a fucking therapist like seriously did no one care abt this kid? his mother thinks he's like almost a goddamn murderer. how is she not dead? how are they all not dead? how do any of them know how to drive with this type of brain?) then he would understand that they are very clearly friends since he watched them part in a very platonic way and since he apparently knows what love is cos he thinks....he can....make someone fall in love with him bc he loves them? again, i wouldnt know hes 20 and taiwanese and im 29 and black from AMERICA so im WESTERN* so you know. different life experiences i guess XD

even if we do mental gymnastics to get it to a place where they "had sex" and he didnt rape him there's 0 ZERO ZERO ZERO ZERO ties to the literal story they wrote and the rules they set up. i'm going ot assume they dont know wtf theyre doing and i know for a fact we all care more about their dumb show than they do but it's actually startling how piss poor this is it's like idek what to compare it to. the continuity is awful awful awful they needed a script supervisor majorly and they are making bank and are going to make fucking bank fof this shit. and itll just continue like that until IRL material changes and that's facilitated by these very same groups they choose to profit off of and exploit by propelling it into the mainstream and litigating homosexuality through capitalism. and i'm being specific with homosexuality. i dont want a GL market like at all and i know why we wouldnt have it either and that has everything to do with the nature of BL, capitalism, coercion, and the fanbase being young girls and women. i don't think in this day and age we can safely say all the fans are straight; i'm sure a majority but many women or people on the gender spectrum and sexuality spectrum also consume it. frankly, it's possible the women who write it could be or something too. i dont rly believe any1 is str8 lmao but im just saying it's not out of the realm of possibility. but it isnt about that at all. that's why we wont see "good" female characters (like well written) often that's why we won't see trans women or kathoeys or fat people or black asians in it. a lot of it is is a choice we participate in whatever. but holy fuck dude u could at least respect the audience's fucking intelligence. i'm talking about everything i think that is encapsulated in the project but it's even more jarring and worse because it's so insanely inconsistent and poorly done. like how we jump from one conclusion to another is wild to me. even their first "night together" and he wakes up im like girl....u no ur ass felt it. this nigga broke into his house and was like "im gonna have u" like it's getting weird

just make xing si suffer offscreen not us the stupidity is staggering, mind blowing, hilarious.

how wong kar wai, a straight man from HK (or at least married to a woman), or barry jenkins, a striahgt black man, write/do stories well about people they wouldnt knw about their experiences directly is....well thinking like using their brains and like knowing all types of people? the man who co-wrote moonlight is a hOMOSEXUAL, leslie cheung was fucking gay or queer (and he committed suicide and that's important also RIP homie) both are hailed as queer cinema like WKW wanted to do something else and invested time into it, changed the way he played around with structure, moved away from his crime oriented stuff. he THOUGHT about it and this film is about their reality. it's a harsh film, idk how i feel about it (but my fav movies of his are the crime ones or the messy ones where it's clear he didnt write a script lmao fallen angels is one of my fav movies its' abt assassins kinda) but i know it means something. and he didnt like what HK had previously wasnt enough. it is not the only cinema that should be shown since it's such a stark reality and depressing but it is a real depiction so we can have all sorts of stuff. no this isnt WKW level or moonlight level but i know for a fact these people think they are doing something because artists always do i say this as one and someone who is equally as useless. you're making a statement.

i also hate the westerner component of peoples analyses. first of all dont do cultural relativism. we can critique and respect. but second of all how are we going to keep saying "dont put western ideals on this" when that is what is happening anyway because that's part and parcel for soft power and capitalism. how about taiwan's history with the KMT? what about the regimes young people fought about? aided by US imperialism which permeates through society and affects material conditions, views, democracy, identity and that goes into culture and media. hm? what about that? is that reality too fucking western for people? that we are doing the same thing again now? is that okay to talk about or is that only on your time?

then there's the argument that this is just entertainment. yea no shit but the thing is if we r gonna talk about marginalized groups and watch bc of marginalized groups and then be expected to identify then i dont see why i cant put this in context. even if it wasnt fucking serious we'd still judge it. but it's so pompous and again like i wouldnt say EYE think it's art but it is "art" in the literal sense and no self respecting artist would ever go "man this means nothing." of course im not sure if they do respect themselves so hey but u cant just go oh man it's entertainment when it literally rests on the fact that HOMOS are MARGINALIZED. it literally rests on the fact that WOMEN ARE OBJECTS. you either want progress or you dont. i dont understand being so demanding but not beign specific in the demands and not trying to use your brain. if you dont want to use your brain don't. but if you are looking , engaging, and keep making these arguments or telling ppl it doesnt matter whilst complaining about how much others care is hypocritical at best, willfully obtuse at worst. both bad. :)

(also all this + another thing; it is insulting to have this like wedding happen based off of this stupid relationship when people fought so hard and had to push it. now they can use the material conditions to their advantage but it's so ridiculous. also because there is difficulty still in getting married in taiwan i'm honestly like....the boldness of the writers...)

#history 4 #history 4: close to you #*dont call me western ever #a thot

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SCRAPPED STORY CHALLENGE by @bugsims

01. Post a few screenshots from a scrapped scene / edit / story! 02. Share why you scrapped this specific thing. 03. Tag five friends, and watch the fun play out!

Thank you to @gilded-ghosts for the tag.

Because I wrote so much that you might prefer to skip, let me do 03. outside the cut. I tag...

@ladykendalsims - @jet-plane-sims - @boogey-studios - @pinkmonsimblr - @dynastiasimss

The above pictures (plus the related tray files) are all I have left of an idea that was half-formed to begin with and which never got off the ground at all.

01.

Depending on if you’re a follower of mine + how long you’ve been following me, you may have seen a few of these shots before but I’ll explain them anyway:

Set 1: The characters Charlie, Hick, and Craig, in their original states on the left and their enhanced, final states on the right;

Set 2: A few WIP pictures of the performance space/club/thing I built;

Set 3: A bunch of test shots I took to see how the characters looked interacting, what they did naturally, and how they looked when I ~directed them. I used these pics to try and find my editing style for the story. I didn’t find the style I wanted. Clearly.

02.

I scrapped this idea because it never came together; I didn’t connect with the characters; I didn’t care about the storyline; I’m not done with my new save so I couldn’t ~comfortably start telling this story when the rest of the world was/is disordered; and on and on. The point is, I wasn’t feeling any of this. Oh! And I hate the whole vibe and time period and aesthetic irl; what on earth was I thinking writing about it?!

So. What was this going to be?

[[Under the cut because this is... so, so long. So long.]]

Charlie, Hick, and Craig were

going

to live in Del Sol Valley in my new save, in the Pinnacles neighborhood, which I was

going

to turn into a Laurel Canyon-style neighborhood. An entire community of would-be songwriters/musicians were

going

to live in the two smaller lots and commune with one another and be the New Guard colliding with the Old Guard; the huge mansion lot was

going

to house an aging former film-current soap actor confronting his mortality and also hating the living shit out of these hippies whose existence he took as a personal affront--I digress. Back to the “story.”

Charlie, Hick, and Craig met after each arrived in DSV separately and they vibed and they moved in together, all in a matter of, like, a week’s time. Charlie and Hick vibed especially. So much in common! Such poor little rich [kids]! Both came from pampered environments in which their family money and respective fathers’ connections allowed them to skate through life and to play at being musicians because--despite crying oppression at the hands of upper class WASP-dom--they'll always have safety nets to ensure they’ll always be okay. Charlotte Grant graduated from her all-girls prep school and put on a floppy hat and became Charlie Grant; Richard Hickey (lololol) ripped up his acceptance letter to Britechester and grew his hair out and hitchhiked and told people to call him “Hick.” They’ve lived parallel lives and “recognize” one another as soon as they meet. They have an electric connection, but neither will verbalize that. Above all, they... really want to sleep together.

Craig grew up working class and has no safety net; he just wants a little adventure before he gets a real job/grows up/gets married (his gf back home is off to college; they’re long-distance; it’s... not going to work). He’s a good guitar player and he’s a good songwriter and that’s it but maybe it’ll be more? What do they say about the lottery? Can’t win if you don’t play? Charlie and Hick want to be famous ~rule the world. Hick plays guitar well and tries to write songs but they’re shitty. Charlie is passively learning the keyboard and writes songs that are not... bad...? Some are... good?

Charlie and Hick--can you tell they eclipse Craig, yet?--have weird sexual chemistry and tension: they tease, they flirt, they taunt, they enjoy one another’s attention but they never so much as hug. They both have cruel streaks as only disconnected, spoiled, emotionally stunted bluebloods can: the torture of their relationship/non-relationship gets them off more than anything else could and that thrill drives much of their behaviors: bringing wanton strangers home for one night stands, each hoping the other is watching/overhearing, fighting about little things, acting like inappropriately close siblings, acting like strangers. Craig suffers their whims; Charlie and Hick aren’t just united in their toxicity and their dreams of fame, but in how they make Craig into a third wheel or a--well, punching bag is too strong a term. Charlie and Hick think they’re teasing their bff but you know how it is to be teased allllll the tiiiiiiime and how it can make your head spin when people who can’t get along with one another join forces--without even having to discuss it--to turn on you. Their relationship gets patched up, you’re hurting, they insist it’s not a big deal and even that you even liked it. We’re all friends. We’re all best friends omg.

But sometimes they have fun together. They have a lot of fun together. Sometimes it all is everything each dreamed it would be. DSV is a wonderland and their careers are happening and life is happening and they’re best friends. They’re soulmates for life.

The three work on music, perform at clubs. Craig is starting to come into his own as a man. I hate the term coming-of-age but in the background of the Charlie & Hick Show, Craig is maturing. He has to, because C&H are fuck-ups. They jeopardize scheduled performances. They don’t know how to talk to club owners. They’re not interested in paying their dues. They are unable (or unwilling) to promote themselves without being obnoxious attention whores. They don’t practice or help write songs. They don’t take care of the house. Hick is late with his rent. Charlie thinks she can flirt her way out of everything. Craig is also the only one of them who works; he has a day job at a print shop, gives guitar lessons on the side, and makes sure the three get gigs and don’t get evicted. The only thing C&H put consistent effort toward is making the social scene or finding a party or scoring drugs or getting laid. As the group’s local star(s) rise, their fates start to change course which increases the interpersonal tension. Hick’s fun-loving nature is starting to turn into a legit substance abuse problem and he’s picking fights with the wrong people and socially devolving, his arrogance and issues and general laziness rendering him unable to relate to others; Charlie is getting a lot of attention from older men In the Business, who have the money and connections to make her a solo star, which she is shrewdly considering; and Craig’s resentment toward his “friends” and disillusionment with the superficiality of DSV is making him rethink his motivation for coming west in the first place.

Oh, and Charlie and Hick--again, as their paths change and as their weird tension remains unresolved--continue to take their bullshit out on Craig and now it’s not funny anymore, it’s not cute, it’s not exciting, and neither is it when Hick ruins a show by being too stoned to perform and neither is it when Charlie brings unsavory characters home who trash the three’s equipment and neither is it when C&H steal Craig’s songs and perform without him at a gig they didn’t tell him about.

What I intended was that the story would at first seem to be The Charlie and Hick Show, all about them, as if we’re supposed to root for them, but ideally, through my ~deft hand 🙄 the reader 🙄🙄 was supposed to be like, Um... hold on-- until it eventually was quite obvious that these two--though human; though in situations we could understand and empathize with--were captured at a point in their lives when they were Super Toxic Assholes, and what you were watching all along was Craig as Hero.

So I had ideas, but I didn’t know how to fit them together and I didn’t want a really long story and I couldn’t--I just couldn’t figure it out. I do know that the end was going to be Craig screwing them like they’d been screwing him, a final middle finger with consequences. I know that he and Hick were going to have words and Hick was going to try and fight him (such a loser) and Charlie was going to throw a Hail Mary of like... trying to seduce (lol) Craig into staying omg I always had a thing for you/we’d be such a great team/I always thought we could ~be something ~together uwu bullshit like that. Was this true? Was this true in her own mind? I think I was going to set the story up so that if you reread, yeah, it could be true, but she’s so flirty and manipulative and socially savvy and used to getting what she wants that who knows what her real feelings ever are? Ultimately that would’ve been irrelevant bc Craig never looked at her that way and hates her and Hick now; good going guys. It’s worth noting, I guess, that when I put the group on a test lot, Charlie was super into Craig immediately, went right to him, stood close to him, was eager to make romantic overtures; she went 0 to 60 in an instant and as so far as is possible in this game they had chemistry, but Craig was not feeling the romance. And no one was feeling Hick.

Anyway, Craig was going to move on with his life and Charlie and Hick were going to learn nothing and blame him, ~the end.

And then, as I continued to play my save and maybe tell more stories, there would be Easter eggs, references to Charlie, Hick, and Craig older/in the future and where they went in life in the background of other, unrelated stories: Hick’s substance abuse problems and rehab stints and going by Richard again and his eventual moderate fame and eventual sobriety and attempted comeback and his bad relationships with his exes and children; Charlie’s legit fame + marriage to a producer + eventual fade away + moderate comeback + solid second or third marriage and bff relationship with her children 🙄🙄🙄 and her palatial house on the coast and now she exclusively wears white and ivory and pampers her dogs and eats raw (but drinks wine) because it “cured” her undiagnosed, unnamed “autoimmune disorder,” which she wrote a book about resulting in a semi-comeback but as a Famous Person and not a musician. Craig going to college and becoming a high school English teacher who plays in a local band on the weekends and who has a good marriage (not to the long distance gf) and nice kids, one of whom would eventually have her own story where she pursued musicianship with her dad, which got him back into his first passion but it was a qt father-daughter project and not An Attempt to Be Famous.

So. Idk. That’s what this all would’ve been. But it wasn’t, and it won’t be!

#sims 4 #ts4 #scrapped story challenge

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