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#i imagine this take will not sit well with everyone but 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️
stevethehairington · 6 months
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i keep seeing people saying that they killed izzy for shock value a la game of thrones and i just— not every character death is there for shock value?? just because you don't expect it doesn't mean it's specific purpose is to garner shock value.
izzy very clearly represented piracy. he was steadfast and staunch in his ways and he held onto the traditions of piracy with a TIGHT fist throughout the first season and the start of the second. not to mention, s2 was ALWAYS leading to this theme of "the end of piracy". the clues were there the whole season!!! and by that logic, if izzy = piracy, then end of piracy = end of izzy.
im not happy about his death!! im disappointed hes gone!! i loved him, he was probably my favorite character this season!! BUT i do understand why djenks did it. and it was NOT a "for shock value" kind of thing.
some people are reeeeal quick to like get super defensive and jump onto this "omg it was for shock value! there was no other purpose! what bad writing! what a bad writer!" bandwagon when things they don't personally like or agree with happen on their favorite shows, but honestly not everything you don't like is "bad writing" or "just there for shock value" or "purposeless". maybe take a couple minutes to think critically about it and to like analyze the choice within the frame of the whole season and the whole show and its themes before making those kinds of (oftentimes baseless) accusations?
it's one thing to be upset with something that happened and to not like it, and it's another thing entirely to then blame it on bad writing or a clueless, vicious writer who doesn't care about their characters or their story or their audience.
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diordeer · 2 months
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౨ৎ HOW YOU GET THE GIRL PT.2
“remind me how it used to be, pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks… and say you want me” - taylor swift (smau)
contains: charlie bushnell x fem!reader (part 1 here)
description: i just watched an edward scissorhands ballet and its made me reminiscent of my dance days… why did angsty teen me quit!!
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yn.ln last little photo dump, with taylor stealing my phone and taking a selfie which is something i never thought would happen?!
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user1 charlies been REAL quiet since the comment
↳ user2 I dont think its awkward between them bc otherwise she wouldnt be posting them together
dior.n.goodjohn imagine having THE TAYLOR SWIFT hijack ur phone
↳ yn.ln ikr like i mean she can keep it if she wants idm 🤷‍♀️
user3 me trying to figure out if the post is from the mv or behind the scenes
↳ user4 yeeah like it IS a scene but from a phone camera… and they r pretty close
user13 HE WANTS U FOR WORSE OR FOR BETTER!!!!
user5 well, she isnt fighting the dating allegations is she
↳ user6 why would she have to?
taylorswift 😘😘😘
user7 R THEY TOGETHER??!!
↳ user8 i dont think so, just rly close
user9 why is it the end of the photo dumps 😃
↳ user10 probs bc thats all the photos she has from it 🙄
user11 ok NOW get her cast on percy jackson
user12 they better be dating or im going to kms
Direct Messages:
You: Heyy charlie, what was that comment about that walker sent?
Charlie: Ohh did u see that?
You: Yeah sorryyyy!
Charlie: No dont be sorry, it was just walker yk? he goes on about random stuff to annoy people a bit
Yn: So.. its not true?
Charlie: I think it was just a joke 😄
Yn: Oh okayy! Sorry! Are we still on for the weekend then? Maybe we can chat ab it
Charlie: Of course!!!! … whats there to talk about tho?
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yn.ln we in fact had A LOT to talk about
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user5 why do i feel like we missed a chapter
dior.n.goodjohn if i had to sit through one more session of you two yearning for eachover i might have gone crazy
↳ user6 why can i envision this perfectly
user1 talk about, or kiss about?
↳ yn.ln WOWOWOW
user2 HE GOT THE GIRL!!
walker.scobell i take full credit for this
↳ user4 everyone say thank u to walker!
↳ user3 thank u walker 🙏
↳ iamcharliebushnell thank you walker
↳ yn.ln aint no way charlie, u were in so much denial about his comment its embarassing
↳ iamcharliebushnell 😣😣😣
leahsavajeffries FINALLY!!!
user7 OMGOMGOMG
taylorswift i feel like im a matchmaker rn
↳ yn.ln you are, and a very good one at that
user8 ON VALENTINES DAY TOO? SOMEONE GRAB ME A GUN RN
user9 jokes aside her hairband is super cute
↳ yn.ln its my prized possession, i will wear it any chance i get
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yn.ln omgomg, still in awe that our how you get the girl music video won an AWARD?! It was all u taylor boo 🩷🩷
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user1 THE OUTFITS? THE HAIR? THEY ALL ATE SO HARD THERES NOT EVEN A KITCHEN ANYMORE
taylorswift all ME?! u ARE how u get the girl
↳ yn.ln STOP THIS MADNESS
↳ iamcharliebushnell what about mee?? 😣
↳ yn.ln oh! 😄 well ur a guy so…
↳ user3 me he heee
↳ user4 yns so real
sabrinacarpenter ahh congrats!! So well deserved!! 🎉🎉
user2 i cant believe this is real, yn, taylor, and charlie ?!?!
dior.n.goodjohn I WAS ROOTING FOR U!!
↳ iamcharliebushnell I WOULD HOPE SO?!
user5 charlie got the girl and got the award !
↳ user6 that was so cringey
user7 yn and taylor are my new fav duo
gracieabrams YESS!! WELL DONE 🥳🥳
taglist: @highfidelities @lostinhisworld @lizziesfirstwife @auttumnsayshi @silkenthusiasts @taygrls @kidkrowk @kanojous @niktwazny303 @m00ng4z3r
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world-of-aus · 9 months
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Live Now
Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (Male masturbation)
Authors Note: I am so sorry for the delay on this one, but this past week was my return to work with inservices, meetings, and a staff workday Friday. I hope this chapter is up to everyone expectations, as always happy readings Buns.
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“Siren, sweetheart when I imagined you making things hard for me I was imagining something different.”
You bite down on the grin that threatens to kiss your lips, schooling your features as you take in the man on the screen. There’s almost too much of him for that all to tiny screen of yours, you can’t place where your eyes want to land next. What part of him you want to drink in next.
“Fully clothed and I already have you looking dazed, can you imagine the day I have you under me?” your eyes snap to his grainy ones, narrowing as you give him an unamused look. “Someone’s cocky, I could just boot you, you know.”
The low chuckle that resonates from your laptop’s speaker has you clenching your thighs together. You’d never been more glad that they weren’t visible to the brunette. “You could, but would you want to?”
You raise a brow, “you think I won’t?”
You suck down a breath watching as he takes purchase on his thighs, biceps flexing as he leans in, “I know for a fact you won’t, now you under me what do you say?”
You mirror his posture, “I say, next time ask me nicer B.” He doesn’t have time to question your words before your booting him from the chat, his image leaving with a soft whoosh. Your phone goes off next to you, a notification from your website.
You unlock your phone your laughter bubbling up into the air of your room.
You’re being bratty tonight siren.
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You could have just been a good girl and used your words. Do you not want to be under me?
He’s right, you are feeling bratty, have been bratty since the night he confronted you about your set with Pietro. That night had also been the beginning of a back and forth friendship of sorts, you loved and hated it all the same.
As much as I would LOVE to run my mouth all over that body of yours I fear I’m not going to be able to handle you 🥲
Laugh it up sweetheart I’ll have tears running down your face in due time.
You bite your lip, thumbs running over your words.
You promise?
You leave him with that jumping over to the notifications that sit in your inbox from your sets. Many of the comments were wondering the same as the man in your messages. When were you going to collaborate with buckmeup.
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You knew the questions would be flooding your notifications the night you had released the set with Pietro, many of buckmeups fan’s in your live that evening to see what type of thank you, you had for them. They didn’t sign off that night disappointed, if anything you had fueled their desire to see you with the male cammer further.Your live and sets that evening had reached buckmeup as well, his name popping up in your inbox an hour after your live had ended. He had been sincere with you from the first message that night, immediately apologizing for his previous comment making you feel some type of way.
I’ve gotta apologize sweetheart, for my comment, thought I was being playful but I can see where it might have been misconstrued, just didn’t want to get tangled with you when I already had previous commitment with someone else. I wanted to be entirely free to you when the time came, you deserve that.
You remember the sheer panic that encompassed you when he liked your photoset, but it didn’t compare to when his message came in. You had tried to play it off, even going as far as to throw in a teasing line about him not sending his fans to you.
Maybe you should have left the comment about his live out.
You watched my live?
You had laughed the comment off sayin;
And what if I did? You telling me you never watched another cammer before?
His answer was an obvious yes, it’s how he chose the female cammers to collaborate with. It’s how he found you.
His comment that followed after surprised you,
Awe shit sweetheart that must have stung, me making my comment then you seeing that.
You had been taken back to say the least, you weren’t expecting anything from him, much less this, an apology. You didn’t know what to say. So he spoke for you.
Let me make it up to you.
Please.
Since that night you had come to learn that B as you had taken to calling him these past weeks could beg you real nice when he wanted, it was a surprise you had lasted this long. He was making it very hard recently inviting you to private chat rooms to speak with you and you alone. No wandering eyes hiding behind the screen of a laptop, no comments popping up wanting more.
You had never met a man more resilient and charming like B, then again how many men had you come across that did sex work as their job?
The answer?
None.
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A chime from your laptop is bringing you too, your eyes flicking over to message notification. You can’t help but laugh, ‘speak of the devil,’ you murmur clicking on your direct messages with buckmeup. It opens, a link to a private chat waiting for you, your brows furrow but you don’t hesitate to press the link.
A black screen takes over, a baited breath passes and he’s filling up your screen. An amused smile pulls at your lips, “you didn’t invite me just to boot me did you?”
“Now why would I do that?” he grins.
You raise a brow, “what do you want?” He laughs huskily, “why do you assume I want anything?”
You examine him for a moment, a chime goes off realization hitting, “are you?” the rest of your question freezes along your tongue. This is the first time you think you see guilt flash across his features.
He rubs at the stubble along his chin, “was gonna ask for help this evening but you booted me before I could ask, thought we could start slow, give you just enough to have you wanting more, what do you say?” It falls silent between the two of you, but neither looks away, the soft chime ringing in the background the only noise coming from your speakers.
Maybe your time had finally run out. You couldn’t avoid it forever, and this was your chance to build your following.
You bite.
You catch the wolfish grin that pulls at his lips when you get yourself comfortable. “You going to make my time worth my while? You know what I’m capable of.”
He chuckles leaning back onto his pillows, the hand you’ve imagined many nights wrapped around your throat coming into view. He trails it down to the lining of your favorite grey joggers on him, “something tells me you’ve seen just how good I can be sweetheart, not even going to think twice of clicking out." His gaze flickers off to the side, "Don’t worry guys, she’s not going anywhere.”
You laugh, “for now," you lean back agains the wooden frame of your bed, "you going to show me a good time B?"
You shouldn’t have been surprised, true to his word you hadn’t thought of exiting once since he began. You were in trance, and you were wet, thighs clenched aching for some kind of friction, anything to aide with the heat coursing through you due to the sight before you.
You had never wanted your lips wrapped around a cock more than you did now.
“Whats wrong siren?” he coos breathlessly, “that pretty pussy of yours aching for a touch?” You want to smack the grin off his plush lips, “touch yourself baby, fuck yourself on your fingers for me.”
Your hand comes into his view fingers swaying, “wouldn't feel as good as yours,” you pout, “I wanna feel full.”
He throws his head back in a low groan, fist going over his cock a little quicker now, “let me in siren,” he grunts fucking up into his fist, “I’ll fill you up just like you need, all you’ve got to do is let me in.”
You find the thought laughable because he was already in, you agreeing to this was that wall finally crumbling down.
He watches your hand fall onto your clothed chest, fingers dancing down your torso, "that's it baby, keep going," he breathes. Your teeth catch on your lower lip, fingers drawing closer to the tops of your silk bottoms. "Touch your pussy for me."
The walls crumbles to ash your teeth sink lower into your lip, your fingers dipping beneath the waistband till they're going over the curls covering your mound parting your slick folds. The hold your teeth have loosens, your lip dropping on a silent gasp, “that's my girl,” he husks, eyes locked on you.
Your touch is feather light, a low whine bubbling in your chest as you test the waters. "Don't be shy, touch yourself, make yourself feel good." Listening to his words your eyes leave his darkened ones trailing down his exposed stomach to where his hand is wrapped around his hardened length low grunts spilling from his lips as he works himself over. 
You dip your fingers a little further collecting slick as you drag back up to circle your clit, finding the spot that makes jolts of pleasure course through you. Pressing a little harder, working your finger a little quicker, your breath catches in your throat.
A breathy moan is sounding from your laptops speakers, in the form of your screen name, the sinful things you would do to hear that again.
"Feels so good B," you breathe, your body trembling as you work your fingers faster trying to match his pace.
“Fuck siren, being so good for me, a good girl aren't you?” he groans as he watches you pleasure yourself, his hands gripping himself a little tighter, pumping a little harder to what he imagines is the swivel of your finger beneath your silky night shorts. Your eyes slip shut, head thunking against your wooden headboard as you let the sound of him consume you. You’re close to the edge, the broken moans, and low grunts of your screen name have your head reeling, fingers circling faster. It’s not enough, the need to feel him growing strong, your hand itching to wrap around his hardened length. 
“Talk to me Siren, tell me what you need?" he grunts. 
“I need you” you moan, “want you here with me, want you to fill me up, want to be so full of you.” you whine. 
His mouth is dipped open in a low moan, eyes hooded over in lust, and you can’t bring yourself to look away. “I know sweetheart, I know, but you're being so good for me Siren, you're such a good girl.” he murmurs.
Your fingers match the rhythm in which he pumps at his cock, "I'd be so good, such a good girl for you," you moan, biting back the 'only girl'.
"I know baby I know, now why don't you let me see just how good it can be, let go for me."
You’re right on the edge, toes over the cliff and the thing to send you over is the growl of your name falling from his lips, his warmth coating his abdomen, spilling over his fist.  The first wave hits, your orgasm washing over you as your toes curl, finger stilling over your clit, a low moan spills from your lips, “That's it sweet girl, ride it out for me.”
You groan as you come down from the pleasure, a giggle slipping past your lips as you pull your fingers from your shorts. You slip lower into your sheets watching as Bucky shifts around on the screen cleaning himself up. He slips up his jogger composing himself before he begins his signoff. It goes like it does every night, with a promise to see them tomorrow. He signs off with a final wave, a swish sounding before his attention is focused solely on you, and you alone.
He gets comfortable against his headboard, "you feeling alright there Siren?"
You chuckle, "a little dissatisfied, but nothing my little vibe can't fix later tonight."
"A free show for a free show." he teases.
He's drawing another laugh from you, "I'll make sure to invite you to a private chat tomorrow, give you a free show and get my coin."
He chuckles the sound going throw you, "thank you for tonight by the way, I'm sure it wasn't ideal me throwing it on you like this - but I was running out of choices."
"Told you, you just needed to ask me nicely, I would have eventually said yes."
Your eyes track the way he runs his tongue over his lower lip, teeth catching, "thank you for giving me a chance."
"You keep it up and you'll be making due on your promises in no time B."
He grins, "I look forward to is Siren." The two of you bid one another a farewell, a promise on your lips to see him tomorrow before he's signing off, your screen going back to your website.
You go through some of the new notifications that popped in, setting up your new sets to upload before you're signing off for the night, laptop snapping shut as you push it off to the side. Slipping from your bed you grab your phone, night robe, and night ware intent on a warm shower before you call it a night. Making your way into you bathroom you set your things down on the counter picking up your phone to set some music.
Your search for music comes to a pause, a notification from cashapp vibrating across your screen. Brows furrowed you click the notification.
'Bucky Barnes' has sent you $500.
For a second you worry that someone has mistakenly sent you a large amount of money but as your gaze drifts further down the message that follows has your heart swooping in your chest.
"Thank you again for tonight Siren, hope you didn't think I was the only one making coin tonight, this is for you - buckmeup"
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antash · 3 months
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Everything to Somebody Else (Soobin's pov)
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Pairing: Non-idol! Soobin x reader, Non-idol! Taehyun x reader
Genre: Drama
Warnings: soobin's pov, toxic! soobin, bar setting, alcohol, mentions of taehyun not by name, soobin refers to taehyun as bastard (twice), mention of a crowd, implied influenced driving, possessive behavior
Synopsis: Soobin is not happy at the sight of Y/N with another man so he creates a plot. But he's confused when it doesn't go like he thought it would.
Note: i dont think you need to read the other imagines to understand; other than the original (reader pov) version. i highly recommend doing so either before or after this one. it was fun to write soobin's pov, though it wasn't originally to go as in depth of the bar night with tyun; buy what can i say 🤷‍♀️
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Soobin bitterly drank his drink as he watched Y/N interact with a brown-haired male from across the bar. He slammed the glass back onto the counter, not tearing his eyes away from the duo. Soobin hadn't talked with you since Halloween, which was around a month ago. He wasn't exactly sure what had the radio silence from Y/N, and he had become busy with his developing relationship with Moa. Soobin rolled his eyes, the mystery guy was obviously up to no good. And what kind of friend would Soobin be, if he didn't do anything. He downed the rest of his drink before another one; which he chugged as well and setting it onto a random table. He walked his way onto the dance floor, shoving past the crowd of people with his eyes focused on where Y/N was dancing with that bastard. "Y/N! It's been awhile!" he called out once he got close to the dancing pair. Soobin reached his hands out to grab at Y/N's arms, successfully pulling them away from the guy. And if the tall male internally smirked at that fact then no one needed to know. "Hi Soobin" they tried yelling over the music. "You stopped texting and responding to me!" he whined to them with a pout. Soobin knew that Y/N couldn't resist him sticking his lips out like that so he'd be driving off with them soon enough. "Yeah, I've been busy with work". He knew Y/N had to be lying. While he didn't know the extent of this type of job; was being a bartender really all that busy.? Soobin got pushed by someone in the crowd and he took the opportunity to further enter Y/N's space. He looked back in agitation partly from the action and partly from the bold-faced lie. "Are you okay?" Y/N asked, placing their hands onto the blonde's forearms. Soobin shook his head, pouting his lips out further, and adding an 'take me home' to sell the point. He couldn't help the teasing look in his eyes as the two friends had been in similar situations a few times before. Soobin would drink then Y/N would take him home and the two would spend the night together. "I can't. Where are your friends?" Y/N tried looking around the crowd on the dancefloor for his friends, who weren't there. Soobin just brushed the question off as he continued with his begging. It was odd to him that his tactic wasn't working. Before: Y/N and him would have out the bar door by now. They continued to deny each of his request to take him home even as they brought him back to the bar stools. ~ Soobin internally groaned as he saw the brown-hair male find him and Y/N at the bar. He gulped down the water that was handed to him before slumping onto the bar. Glaring at the shorter male as he talked with Y/N, the two of them acting like he wasn't sitting just some steps away. Soobin wondered how the guy had been able to find them, had he been waiting for them or had Y/N texted him. He was getting annoyed at how this night wasn't going according to his plans. ~ As Soobin was settled into the back of the taxi, he felt indignant. Y/N always took care of him, they always put him above everyone else, they always brought him back to one of their places. Who exactly was this bastard that Y/N didn't want to leave him for Soobin!? What the hell had changed in the month since Halloween!? Soobin huffed and crossed his arms as he fully sat up in the seat. He turned his head slight, only to catch the dark figure of two people hugging from the window. The sight managed to piss him off even more as he faced forward. "Pull over". "I'm sorry? What was that, Sir?" "Pull over. Or I punch the seats, the choice is yours?" Soobin said as he looked over at the driver. His eyes were cold as he stared at them, and his jaw seemed tense as he bounced his leg. The taxi stopped which allowed for the tall male to get out. He threw out a wad as he stepped outside before slamming the door. Soobin felt like he could barely hold back the anger that he was feeling as he walked back to the parking lot where his car was. He was not this development. Y/N was interested in him, Y/N was his, and Y/N was sure as hell not supposed to move on to someone else.
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mcity-xe · 10 months
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𝗠𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆 ✩ 𝗦𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗩𝗜
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♡︎ Ethan Landry x Chad Meeks-Martin
- also including; Scream VI; characters
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summary; Ethan and Chad confess to eachother one night and they become a couple - all pictures from pintrest requested; no! but I do write for both football players and any Scream characters so send in your requests!!! <3 info; all the ghostface killings didnt happen but all of them still have family issues 😻💋 as well imagine that sam and tara are twins 🤭 anyways- enjoyy x ALSO ITS NOT PROOF READ BTWW
Groupchat; failed abortions
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Mindy added 6 other people to "failed abortions"
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Quinn; what is this
Mindy; a groupchat dipshit
Quinn; well no shit but why did you make it
Mindy; 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️
Anika; hello!
Mindy; loml fr how you doin'? 😻
Sam; did you just use a Joey Tribbiani refrence???
Chad; you watch Friends?
Sam; you dont?
Chad; no 😹
Tara; @Mindy this is just gonna cause chaos
Mindy; ik thats why I made it
Quinn; oi wheres ethan
Mindy; idkk ask Chad
Chad; why me
Mindy; bc ur his boyfriend??? 🤨
Chad; HA?!
Chad; Were not dating
Anika; YOU ARENT DATING???
Chad; no why
Quinn; just as I tought my baby brother isnt a virgin, he still is 😔
Mindy; you want him being a whore like u hm 🤡
Quinn; kys IMMEDIATELY
Sam; now now lets be nice
Mindy; stfu
Quinn; stfu
@Mindy and @Quinn were muted for 5 minutes by @Sam
Anika; how?? u arent even the admin
Sam; I got my ways ;)
Anika; ..okay..
Chad; Sam is scary 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️
Tara; had to deal with her before u knew her so stfu pls 🤷‍♀️😹
Chad; why so mean 😭
Tara; funnsies
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"Chaaaaad!" the jock heard his name being called. "What d'ya want now Mindy?" he answered. Looking to his right he saw his twin sister come out of the kitchen where he and Ethan lived. Currently everyone from the group minus Ethan was at their apartment, haning out. They were all going to a frat party later, so they all decided to get ready and Ethan and Chads place.
"Do you have any eggs?" she asked her older brother. "Eggs? No, why?" he asked confused. Mindy just shrugged before sitting next to him on the couch. "I'm bored. Amd wheres Ethan?" she asked him. Chad shrugged as he continued to watch some TV-show that was playing. "Pretty sure his Econ class is until 7, why?"
"Well we got a party to attend!" Mindy exclamed like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Coudn't he just skip?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow. Chad just rolled his eyes. "Well first of all, his profesor would have been up his ass next class if he didnt have a writen sick note. Remeber last month, when we went to that caffe, and then what happened?" Chad asked her. Mindy only nodded.
As Ethan didn't have a writen sick note, the profesor as punishment made him write a 5 page long essay about some subject no one from the group knew about. The poor boy was dead by the end of writing it, and he was ready to kill his profesor with his own hands.
"Besides, no one is going to show up before 9, that when it gets dark. And you know Ethan hates parties, its a miracle Quinn and Anika got him to come." Chad added. Mindy just sighed heavely, drowning into the couch.
"Dose this look good?" a voice asked. The twins turned their head to see Tara and Sam in matching outfits. "Yeah." Mindy replied, giving them a thumbs up. Chad only nodded. Soon after both Quinn and Anika joined the four, and now they were just waiting on Ethan to come.
"Jesus its raining cats and dogs outside." Anika pointed out. Looking out a window, the group saw the rain pouring and it looked like there was a storm incoming. "Oh hell no, I aint going to the damn party. I dont got waterproof make-up and Im not planing to look like a soaked rat." Quinn said, before taking off her shoes and getting more comfortable.
"Y'know I agree once with Chucky-" "Hey!" "lets stay. Besides, im to comfortable now." Mindy said. The group murrmured agreements, and soon after they changed out of their costumes and into more comrotable clothes. Just as 19:45 pm rolled around, the group heared someone quickly entering the apartment.
"Jesus Christ-" Jack wheezed as he slid against the door. He was drenched, his hair as well clothes were stuck to him, his white shoes looked darker then ever (probally because of the mud as well rain) and his bag was making a puddle of water on the ground due to it being soaked. "Damn Sherlock, you good?" Mindy asked him from were she was sitting. "Peachy.." he rasphed out as he coughed.
"C'mon, you need a warm bath." Chad said as he got up and went to Ethan. Offering him his hands, the younger hold onto him. The jock swiftly liftied him up, and soon the two got into the bathroom that was in their apartment. "I'll put your bag into your room, and I'll get you a spair pair of clothes alright?" Chad said as Ethan sat on the toilet lid. "Thanks.." Ethan rasphed out. His eyes were half opened, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep any minute. Chad just ruffuled his hair before making his way to Ethans room. He put his bag next to the bed before going into the boys closet to take some fresh and clean clothes. He quickly returned to the bathroom, and there he saw an almost asleep Ethan. He was bearly awake. "Hey buddy." Chad said, shaking him very softly. "Hm..?"
"You gotta be awake man, c'mon just shower and then you'll be able to sleep, okay?" Ethan just nodded before carefully getting up. "Call if you need anything." Chad added, kissing his temple before leaving the bathroom. The little kiss left Ethan a blushing mess. The younger had a crush on Chad for a good while now, but he was to scared and insecure to ask him out even tho the other girls told him that Chad liked him. Hell, even Mindy confirmed it!
Some time later, the group heared Ethan coming out the bathroom. He was in an oversized sweather and he was also wearing some black sweatpants. All them could see him shivering as he aproached them, he even made sweatherpaws which Chad found way to cute and adorable.
As Ethan sat down next to Chad, Quinn quickly threw her younger brother a blanket. He immediately wrapped himself in the blanket and Chad coudnt help but to smile at him as he looked way to cute. "You good?" Chad asked him with a small smile. "I-I'm freezing." Ethan said, trying to warm himself. The jock put an arm around his shoulder, pulling him closer to his chest. "You'll be warm soon, I'm sure." he said. Ethan didnt reply, instead he relax more, cuddeling up to Chad and closing his eyes. The girls smirked at them, and Chad coudnt do anything exept roll his eyes. They all knew that the jock had a big crush on the brunnete but was to scared to confess.
Groupchat; Girlypop
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5 members
Sam; Samsie Tara; Twizzler Anika; Kpop Adict Quinn; Harley Quinn Mindy; geekyshit101
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geekyshit101; 😏
Kpop Adict; ???
geekyshit101; do you not see the lovebrids???are you blind
Harely Quinn; Anika your going to let ur gf talk to u like that 🤨
Samsie; *pictue of Chad and Ethan, Ethan is in a blanket cuddled up and asleep on Chads chest while Chad is a blushing mess*
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Twizzler; Sam the meance
Harley Quinn; aye aye
Samsie; shut up and watch the movie -_-
@Samsie was muted for 1 hour by @geekyshit101
geekyshit101; never use "-_-" EVER AGAIN
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As the girls stopped texting Sam sent Mindy an unamused look. The girl just shrugged and smirked at her before returning her focus on the movie.
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anika; *pictue of Chad and Ethan, Ethan is in a blanket cudduled up and asleep on Chads chest while Chad is a blushing mess*
📸 credits to Sam :)
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"Anika you little shit!" Sam whisper-shouted. Chad gave the two a weird look, but choose to ignore the two. Anika just giggled to herself before continueing to watch the movie. As time went on alnost everyone fell asleep. The all mutualy agreed they would crash at Ethans and Chads place, so they all scattered around. Mindy and Anika went to sleep in Chads room while the Carpenter sisters went into Ethans room. Quinn just decided to crash on the other couch next to Chad and Ethan, not bothering to go into any of the boys bedrooms.
The only person awake was Chad. He was watching some shitty sitcom on the TV with half open eyes as he coudnt fall asleep not when the most perfect person on planet Earth was next to him, cuddled up against him, asleep on his chest.
"Hey.." a voice whispered shocking Chad out of his toughts. "O-oh hey Eth.." he whispered, looking down at the boy that was alseep on his chest moments ago. "Why are you awake Eth, go to sleep." the jock said, pulling the younger closer to him. "Its kinda hard to fall asleep while sitting.. And why are you awake?" Ethan asked. "Coudnt sleep.."
Ethan nodded, laying his head onto Chads shoulder. "Hey Chad.." he whispered. "Yeah?" "I gotta tell you something, but you have to promise you wont hate me." with that statment, Chad got concerned. What could Ethan possibly say that would make the jock hate him. "Whats up E?"
Ethan took a deep breath before looking at the older, starring into his eyes. "I like you. Like like like you.." he whispered. Chad looked at him stunned, shocked. Ethan frowned, looking away. "I'm s-sorry, I should go.." he said, attempting to get up anr leave.
Keyword; attempting
Chad pulled him back down before he locked their lips into a kiss. At that, Ethan eyes widend before he kissed back. The two kissed paciontley before pulling away. "I like like you two..dare I say love you.." Chad boldly said. The brunnete softly smilied at him before pecking his lips. "I think I love you too.." "Yeah?" "Mhm.."
The two continued to stare at eachother, before Chad laided down and mention to Ethan to lay down on his. Ethan quickly complied, laying on the jocks chest. "Can we be boyfriends..? I-if you want to o-of course.." Ethan asked. Chad smilied at him, kissing his head. "I'd love to be your boyfriend Ethan."
And thats how the two fell asleep, cuddled up and consent.
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"Hey lovebird." a smuge voice said as Chad wakes up. Looking around, he saw that Ethan was still fast asleep and that the smug voice belonged to no other then Mindy Meeks-Martin. "Dont even start." he told her in a rough voice. Mindy giggled. "I suggest you take a look at our wonferfull groupchat."
Raising one eyebrow, the older carefully took his phone from the coffee table that it was on without disturbing Ethan before entering the groupchat.
Looking at it, he saw that Quinn took way to many pictures of the two toegther sleeping. "I'm gueesing your boyfriends now?" his twin asked him. "Yeah." he replied, nodding. "Glad to hear. And if you dont want for this to repeat I suggest you two dont sleep together next to Quinn." Mindy laughed, winking at him. "Oh fuck off." Chad replied with a small amused smile. He was so so happy and so so glad he had the chance to be with the most perfect person on this planet, and he woudnt change it ever.
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What is ur opinion on my son, sebek zigvolt :3
(I'm bored so heehee :3)
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I THANK YOU FOR BRINGING ME BACK TO LIFE WITH THIS WONDERFUL QUESTION AND SIT BACK BECAUSE THIS IS GONNA BE LONG
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sebek is just, wow. honestly, he's a really interesting character to me; most especially with his development since his debut in the game to what's currently happening in the main chapters. i can not fathom enough how much potential there is for sebek to just grow. and despite his strong mentality, loyalty, and perseverance, he's still young. i see his motivation to be so fruitful and raw.
but of course, everyone has their own flaws. sebek is a decisive man and has the tendency to be close-minded when it comes to certain opinions that revokes against anything when it comes to malleus. however, again, he can still grow. most especially when he really tried his best to go against malleus' ideals when he overblotted. otherwise, when it comes to objective topics, sebek is honestly a group member i'd like to have in a group project. he's just really, astoundingly, reliable. just a bit more work on communication and teamwork and he's ideal. and he's someone i don't want to go against with when it comes to debates KSJUDHIUHFJUIOSFH i feel like i'd CRY
in his personal story, i can tell he's good at listening when need it be. he's also a really good observer. he's the epitome of the guard he wanted to be but he can be blind and deaf at times. it's just something that makes him inherently humane of him. he brings out more of being a human than fae. he's also straightforward and honest, i find that a bonus. you can't catch this man lying at ALL.
i can also tell he's been raised really well by his parents and was really loved – and probably had a childhood he deserved. his parents would provide as much childhood they can give to him and his siblings. all his stories about his childhood just warms my heart so imagine how broken i was when he faced baul in that dream 😭😭😭. you can't tell me otherwise that he takes pride in his family.
speaking of which, i just believe that at first it would be awkward and hard to try and befriend sebek but as time goes by, i feel like he'd just keep someone in his life and treasure them wholeheartedly. like, quality time with him would be so sweet. quiet reading in the bedroom or library with him while exchanging opinions??? 100% it's beautiful. exchanging lil notes in class? PLEASE. he definitely needs someone to hold him down on the floor and make him LISTEN and GROUNDED – and silver and lilia are there and it's just UGH
when he sees potential in someone he really wants them to BRING IT OUT. MANIFEST AND CRAFT that talent or strength into something NEW. make it BLOOM. like if you want to take up something and you're hesitant and shy?? ma'am sir this man would MAKE you do it you won't have a choice and eventually make you see that you're BORN for it.
another thing is his denial for his emotions. it softens my heart when i see him cry and express himself because i know sebek is feeling something deep down about himself that he doesn't want to bring out. his fears and tribulations are there to sense. he won't speak it out – he most definitely won't even acknowledge it unless he needs to. when he cried about baul??? i wanted to just give him a hug. he really wants to craft himself into this perfect go-by-the-book knight and i know that someday it will eventually take a toll on him. stay strong sebek, you're always a step closer. but i think he needs to really take it slowly and acknowledge his emotions and weaknesses more.
just tone down the voice a bit croc boy you're getting there.
i have SO MUCH more to say about sebek you have no idea. i may not yell so much about him but he's just so important to me as the other casts. he's this friend that i really want to see grow and i know he'd make people proud. he needs more recognition,,, honestly.
+ he's handsome 🤷‍♀️
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@ofmdjanuaury day 12: Skating + Artist
Modern AU, featuring the end of Stede & Mary's marriage (and Ed, oblivious, in the distance) 🤷‍♀️
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They're sitting in the park sketching what they see; it's supposed to be about gestures, or capturing the essence, or something, but all Stede has managed are a few short, straight lines that look more like a forest after some kind of disaster than anything recognisably human.
It's all part of their marriage counselling. Dr Spriggs thinks they need to take interest in each other's hobbies to try to build some bridges over their complete failure to connect (Mary's words, not Dr Spriggs), and so they're both trying. Mary came out on the water for a day and hated every second of it. Now Stede's here, at Mary's art class, failing at that as well. 
"Great start, Stede!" says Doug, behind him, and Stede's shoulders tense up -- which is ridiculous, because Doug is lovely, but something about him makes Stede want to grow spikes and curl up into an unfriendly ball. 
"They're just lines," Stede says, clipped.
"Expressive lines!" Doug says approvingly, and moves onto the next student. 
Stede stares across the park, trying to find something easy to draw, but it's just a lot of grass, and some distant trees, and the skate park over to the right, with people drifting like clouds through it all. There's nothing Stede even wants to draw. The sunlight's quite nice, and there's been some gorgeous summer fashions paraded amongst the usual morning walk dullness, but all the interesting things move too quickly for him to even draw a single line. 
This is why everyone has camera phones these days! Just take a picture!
Mary, when Stede glances over, is frowning down at her drawing pad and sketching with considered strokes, occasionally glancing up at the view before she ducks her head again. There's a whole bench between them, because Stede sat here and Mary sat over there and Stede doesn't know which one of them is supposed to move. 
Dr Spriggs would say he should ask for her help, allow himself to be vulnerable, but Stede would rather eat this pencil. She would probably get angry at him for interrupting. She would probably just tell him he's not trying hard enough.
"Hi, Stede," Doug says, crouching down beside him. "Do you want to try a different exercise?"
I want to be far away from here, doing anything but this, Stede wants to say. "Mm hmm," he says, instead.
Doug smiles, bright and pleased. "Great! I'd like you to take your pencil for a walk across the page. Now, I know it sounds silly --"
"Mm," says Stede, because this is Mary's thing, and if he messes it up a lot of people will be angry with him.
"-- but what we're doing is freeing up your creativity. Don't look at the page --
"What? How I am supposed to know what I'm drawing?!"
"That's the freedom of it!" Doug says, with what appears to be genuine excitement. Stede will never understand the appeal of lines on a page unless it's something you already love. "Just draw without worrying about what you're drawing. How about you pick a person to focus on, and just let your pencil move across the page as you study them. Imagine who they are. Try to really capture not just what you see, but what you feel."
Out of place. Uncomfortable. Stupidly hot. He should maybe take off the jacket, but this waistcoat doesn't really work without it and the thought of sitting here being less than perfectly dressed is, somehow, utterly terrifying. 
"Keep it up!" Doug says, bright and nonsensical, and pats Stede on the shoulder before he moves away.
This is stupid, but Mary will be cross with him if he gives up after fifteen minutes, and obviously he wants their marriage to work, and he needs to try harder, so -- Stede sighs, looking up, and tries to find someone interesting to stare at. Someone far away, perhaps, so they don't notice him staring. 
The tip of his pencil is digging into the paper. He can't find a single person to rest his gaze on, because they all look so boring and indistinguishable and beige -- and then he glances over at the skatepark, and stops. 
It's the shorts, perhaps, that first grab his attention, the black leather above the long, muscled legs, the tattoos and the jet black roller skates -- but it's also the purple crop top, the bare arms, the beard, the hair; the way he's leaning his whole body into every turn, and gliding as easy as a yacht on the waves, his undeniable presence as he cuts through the streams of other people. 
Oh, wow, Stede thinks, and doesn't look away. He watches the way the sunlight glitters across the silver in the skater's hair, and the way his thighs are glistening with sweat from the heat of the morning, and the impeccable cut of those shorts, clinging so tight without restricting his movement at all. 
He looks so comfortable in his skin. Stede wants, without really knowing what it is that he's suddenly desperate for -- to be that free, perhaps. To move with such ease. To glide through a crowd and not want to apologise for your existence.
He is, Stede eventually remembers, supposed to be drawing, so he keeps staring and lets the pencil go for its ridiculous walk across the stupid page. He traces the lines of the man's legs with his eyes and (kind of) with his hand. He lets the pencil jump when he jumps. The skater almost collides with someone, an unsteady teenager on a skateboard, and he just spins off easily and the sound of his laugh carries all the way over here.
Goodness, it's hot today, but that's easy to ignore when his attention is so thoroughly occupied. Stede pauses to pick up his water bottle, switching hands so his pencil doesn't have to move, and takes a long drink without looking away because, honestly, what if the man disappears when Stede isn't looking? It would ruin the whole exercise.
He does run off the page at one point when the skater does some kind of trick, his legs going wide as he bends over and touches his toes. Stede's arm slips and he jerks forward, his heart hammering as he catches himself and sits upright again, and his face feels very warm. He hopes no one saw that. He was just trying to capture the inverted vee of the man's legs, after all.
Time passes. Stede lets his hand wander, thinking about how maybe he should take up skating -- it would be good to get out of the house more, and it's clearly done wonders for that man's build, so broad-shouldered and strong -- and where the skater got his clothes -- Stede's never been very into leather, but it's a practical material, it must be good for protecting him if he ever falls -- and if he comes here every Sunday -- maybe Stede could, too. To draw him. He's never felt so inspired. 
The skater weaves his way to the side of the skatepark, spinning a half turn as he sits down and then grabs a water bottle, his throat long as he takes a drink.
It seems like as good a time as any to finish, although it's oddly hard to drag his eyes away. There was something Doug said, wasn't there, about this being freeing? Which sounded like the usual arty nonsense but Stede gets it, now -- he does feel free. Unleashed and creative, his skin flush and alive with possibility. 
Perhaps there is something to this 'expressing yourself through art' idea. Perhaps he's unlocked a secret talent for it. Perhaps, he thinks, and looks down. 
Stede's drawing, when he looks at it, is fucking terrible. Louis could draw a more human-looking person and -- Stede loves him more than life itself, would throw himself in front of a train for him -- Louis is four years old and did not inherit his mother's aptitude for art. It's a mess of aimless lines, barely contained by the page. 
It's probably a good metaphor for something, but right now Stede just wants to slam the book shut and make sure no one ever sees it.
"Are you finished?" Mary asks, suddenly sitting down beside him. 
"Oh!" Stede says, and then, "Er."
"It's that man. The skater," Mary says, looking at Stede's sketchbook.
"Oh, can you tell?" Stede says, feeling suddenly quite warm and pleased. Maybe it's not that bad, if it's obvious who --
"No, I saw you staring at him," Mary says, and Stede deflates like he's been pricked. 
"He looked interesting," Stede says, defensively.
"Hm," Mary says. They're sitting close but Stede can't feel the warmth of her at all, and she doesn't reach over to take his hand, or say anything comforting, or inspire anything in Stede's heart but the want to go be alone with his books.
Mary sighs. "I want a divorce," she says. 
Be honest about what you want, Dr Spriggs keeps telling them.
Stede swallows. "Me too," he says. 
Mary reaches over, and squeezes his hand. 
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i do question mile's business sense a tiny little bit when i remember the tour is his idea lmao, i know he loves music and its basically his dream but to trust a brand new company to organise a tour and book the correctly sized venues was a mistake imo as is evident by the not so great ticket sales. im really hoping they just end the tour after the asia stops because it's just not working out how they probably imagined it would
You know, this is not an unreasonable criticism so I gave it a little thought.
Mile originally went to Pond to stand up BOC/save the KPTS because Pond had experience in event management. Mile trusted that Pond had enough experience doing event management he could do that, even though he had no directorial/production experience.
I mean given that Pond pulled off an entire series, was it weird Mile thought he could pull off a small tour? I'd say no.
Also, these kinds of fanmeet concerts for successful "BLs" are not entirely unprecedented (though not nearly as long or involved most of the time)
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CQL tour also came to Thailand.
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Whether or not KPTS had the audience to support the whole world tour concept is another question. Certainly enough for 2-3k venues in larger cities.
I will say 🤷‍♀️ it's kind of the management/event company's job to pull through. If Pond thought they couldn't, especially with the amount of work in front of them, it's his job to tell Mile no or negotiate with him in terms of size of venue, number of stops, etc. Mile is at most an investor and a talent, Pond is supposed to be the one running the show.
Additionally, whatever is going on with the KPWT marketing is tragic. They announced the KPTS Send Off on Aug 30, with the event happening on Sept 11. I remember remarking to several people on that day how that was embarrassing because when I did marketing for events, we always required event organizers to have at least 2 weeks lead time. But they have enough hometown fans who can drop everything with like 10 days notice to spend an entire day at event so it worked out.
The problem with stops like Korea not being sold out is also that BOC is not putting in any effort to promote the event and simply expecting fans to find out/spread it by word of month. I saw Korean fans were fundraising to get ads on billboards, fund tickets for people who wanted to come. That's not the fans' responsibility. This is a massive problem with BOC's marketing team.
As for the world tour ending after 6 countries -- well it's not worse than global auditions being 3 cities I guess. I do know some folks mentioned that venues in other countries have already been contacted, but maybe the contracts haven't been signed. They also haven't released those dates, and people need time to make plans to take off work/book accommodation. BOC are flying by the seat of their pants.
As for whether or not this reflects on Mile's business sense, uh... not really. I mean the world tour was announced in May, and now we're here mid Sept and BOC's marketing team are still sitting on their asses. I don't think it was unreasonable to assume that Mile thought the marketing team was going to do anything during that time.
But everyone loves blaming Mile don't they 🤗
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Sukunas Ryomen Love Interest or Type of Girl? (or could he) - Jujutsu Kaisen
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First, let's take a quick look at a few facts✅ about him!
Sukunas Character & Behavior?
What we know is: He is selfish, narcissistic, cold hearted, brutal, immoral, sadistic, looking for a good fight/opponent to entertain and enjoy himself. And all just for the thrill! He does what he wants, has his own whims, interests and desires. He never thinks about it or the consequences. He just doing it! But how does it end for him or others? Doesn't interest him! (Reminds me a bit of a snotty kid or a kid who likes to destroy around/toys, like this one scene with the girl and her phone📱or he just has no hobbies? Oh boy, what a lost child) 😂🤦‍♀️
Does Sukuna have friends or any affiliations?
What we do know is: He belongs to no one neither nor on anyone's side but himself! He is a true lone wolf & loner. Who loves to look down on everyone! (Like the way he always sits on his throne and looks down at Yuji or Mahito from above as annoying little tots disturbing his territory.) 😩😂 He's just a natural disaster like Gege Akutami mentioned!
What does Sukuna love or like/what are his interests or hobbies?
What we do know is: According to Gege Akutami, his only pleasure or favorite pastime is eating. He loves to eat! 🍽 But also making threats and mocking people. (Can this really be a hobby? Not really... but okay, whatever xD)
Who is Uraume and what kind of relationship do they have?
What we know so far is: that he or she is a human who has known and stuck with Sukuna for a thousand years ago. Sukuna gave him/her permission to accompany him and become his subordinate. Since Sukuna also eats people (seems to be an omnivore xD) they are difficult to cook and prepare. But Uraume has this ability! (Who knows? could be a family-clan of Uraume who are chef cooks or something like that? Idk) Or Uraume just had this good talent for it and was allowed to stay alive. (Can't imagine Sukuna just letting someone or everyone alive like that.) Well, no one knows their relationship to each other, neither is it clearly mentioned or the gender of this person. But one thing is for sure, for Sukuna only the good food is important and how it is cooked. (Otherwise that's it with you and you're useless!) 😬 
I personally think that Uraume is a man. Because of the male-like facial features, demeanor and clothes. A handsome, sweet-looking young man who looks like a woman. Like this one guy with this wild boar mask from the anime Demon Slayer 🤣👌
Does he have/had a wife or show any form of interest? 
The fact is: He has no wife 👰 or children 👶 in his previous life. Confirmed by Gege Akatsumi in an interview. What we also know about Sukuna by himself. He slaughters🔪 women and children and insults them as an insect - maggots. (Sounds more like a misogynistic serial killer?) Because it is. 
Although…🤔 not sure but I heard he likes strong women or women with strong will and dignity. Similar to DragonBall Chichi & Goku, Bulma & Vegeta etc (IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN xD). I somehow saw that briefly in a scene with Nobara, if I didn't misheard or misunderstood? 🤷‍♀️ Unless it was meant differently. Perhaps such women are best suited only to tease, to anger them, for his sadistic entertainment. 😤 
So what have we learned or discovered so far? 
Right. He doesn't show any interest! Not really...😑
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Okay, now on to another topic!
Now that we have listed some facts, the next question is.
Could he show any interest or fall in love? (Is it possible or is he capable)
The fact is: YES & NO!
Nani, huh? 😲🤨
I'll tell you right away: 
So it would be possible, but it also involves a high risk!⚠️ It will be very difficult and life-threatening to convince him. In any case, many who dare would fail in this attempt! Sukuna doesn't hesitate and makes short work (you'll be chopped into pieces)🔪 like the two girls from Geto. Especially if you bore, annoy or trying to flirt with him💋. You already robbed his time, neither will he fall for it!⏳ You have to be something special for him to get his attention. You would either have to be as strong as he is in order to surprise him, to make him speechless, so that he shows enthusiasm in you at all.😮 And he could suddenly, unexpectedly, develop some kind of interest that he doesn't know yet, neither understands but through his intelligence he may slowly begins to understand it? Or you're just as crazy as him and you know your way around wild beasts and you're a monster tamer or something like that xD (But even that wouldn't work! He can't be tamed, he hates orders). 😅 You should be stronger or smarter and more fearless than him so that he will listen to you or at least show you some respect. You would have to study him like a zoologist/biologist or go to geophysics XD😅 the easiest thing of all would be...just be MEGUMI. GOOD LUCK! 🤣🤣🤣👌 
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Psst...! If you are unlucky and things go wrong?😬 Then I hope for you, you can cook very well like Uraume (preferably better than he/she) to stay alive and at least be at his side as a last hope? See it as a second chance! Otherwise you unfortunately drew the ass card🃏🤷‍♀️
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can you tell us about the olli/aleksi dream, and/or the continuation chapter? 👀
I wish I could! Unfortunately, as it always happens with my daydreams nothing I write out of it can even come close to how good I imagine it. But I can try.
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So the first one is from this post and my mind just took and ran away with it. In my head it starts with them both in the bedroom and you know making out and getting there. I don’t know yet what exactly Aleksi said that made Olli agree with it but whatever. Clothes get taken off until they’re only in their underwear, and Olli wants to make it good for Aleksi and treats him nice and slowly, wanting him to just lay underneath him and enjoying it.
There’s no light on but the full moon shining into the room, so when Olli moves Aleksi’s pants out of the way he doesn’t notices anything first. He lets his hands wander over his thighs and he thinks the muffled sighs are from arousal, and he’s busy kissing Aleksi’s stomach and doesn’t see him grimace from his hands brushing over aching skin.
But then Aleksi makes a pained sound and Olli looks up to see him with eyes squeezed shut and trembling and he asks if something’s wrong, but then he notices the bruises on his own spread over Aleksi’s thighs from the light hitting the colourful skin just right, and he stops immediately, confused obviously, especially when tears start spilling over Aleksi’s face.
He gets off him to spoon him and asks what’s wrong and Aleksi can’t hold it in and talks about what happened after he left that last party he and the others had been at. How he had gone home with someone for a one-night stand only to regret it when he, saying that he doesn’t actually wants to go through with it anymore for whatever reason, the other guy keeps him pinned to the bed and just gets off anyways (the extent of it is left to imagine for the reader) and well holding on strongly to his thighs, that’s where the bruises come from. Aleksi waits till the other guy has fallen asleep to flee the flat, he didn’t dare to move beforehand, too paralyzed by fear to say or do anything further, not knowing what else the other would do.
Which takes it back to him making this preposition to Olli because he wants to connect sex to something good again and not be afraid of the act itself, and he trusts Olli a lot, so it was him he asked.
Of course he gets all the tight cuddles he needs while he cries his pain out. Olli then asks if it was one of their friends or people they know, but Aleksi shakes his head.
But then when they go to another party Aleksi takes Olli into a corner, pointing out a guy and saying it was him, but not wanting Olli to make a scene they just leave together, but one of the others or two idk realize something’s up. But from there on I’ve got nothing more. It could also just be the first scene🤷‍♀️
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tw for suicidal thoughts
Second one picks right up after the last chapter from this fic. Joonas had taken Aleksi home (because he wouldn’t have let him be alone in such a state) and he wrote the others they should come for breakfast the next morning because they have something to discuss.
The others at first think they will just discuss some band business over breakfast, everyone bringing something to eat, and they sit and talk as if it was every normal morning, Joonas waiting for Aleksi who was too exhausted after the evening so he slept in.
After he joined (surprised at first to find the whole band in his apartment, but then remembering what Joonas had told him about everyone helping), he lets Joonas retell the previous day while he lets his head hang, not really uncomfortable about the others knowing but overwhelmed generally.
It’s actually just that one scene playing in my head (with like everyone’s feelings about it but ahh I can’t write it down), and I don’t even have a full conversation in mind, only pieces that I’m not even able to pick out of my head, but Joonas choking on some words along the lines of “You told me you don’t want to live anymore, we can’t ignore it/play it down, idk something of that.
And everyone’s beaten by the situation, only picking at the bread now because how the hell do you react to your friend being that close to the edge. And I think it would actually be interesting to write it all from Joonas’ perspective to like show how the others are feeling about it.
So yeah, those have been my two most recent comforting dreams😅
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tetraquad3prosequi · 6 months
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South Africa
Will be responsible for the most deaths in human history.
Mark my words -- you will be complicit, an accomplice, an "accessory" to the worst crime against humanity ever recorded in history.
And it will be due to a bad decision your government makes.
If I'm wrong... well, then I take full responsibility for my words.
But we all know I'm not going to be wrong.
Let's be real now 🤷‍♀️
It will be something like the ultimate betrayal -- that will leave a horrendous mark on humanity and largely due to South Africa's incessant need to undermine others, obsess over colonization and think they have all the answers.
When they simply do not.
While your country obsesses over "colonization and racism" other countries are planning on strategic ways to stab you in the back in the worst way imaginable.
And they're doing this using your vulnerability around apartheid.
So just be mindful of that.
Remember -- other places, like Russia -- are only PRETENDING they care about apartheid. And it's because they have ulterior motives.
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So anyways, you can sit with your arrogance -- and stew in it. Because your arrogance is not going to change the trajectory of anything.
You can sit with thinking you know everything -- and stew in it.
You can sit with your inflated sense of superiority -- and stew it.
Rather, rot in it. And let's see how far that gets you.
You can sit with blaming everyone else for the problems in your country -- and stew in it.
You can sit with trying to "get one over" on someone else and plotting to see them "fall from grace."
I would be careful with that as well.
Didn't God say something about that? I'm sure he did didn't he??? About trying to "get one over" on someone else and how it never works???
It never ends well for the person or group of people who are trying to fuck someone else over???
🤔🚩😁👍👍👍
Romans 12:19
Never take your own revenge, beloved, but leave room for the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,” says the Lord.
🐑🤷‍♀️🚫🖤
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I hope you are doing good.
I agree with you take on Mick episode. I think it’s a going a bit too far to say that Mick only got Seb support. It’s DTS … it’s not a documentary. And on Ferrari side we don’t really get BTS so I don’t think we know what happened with the FDA. I don’t think that anybody said really bad things about FDA yet so I don’t feel like they are monsters.
Mick is not isolated, he is now in Mercedes so obviously there were talks with lots of people. Is Gunther a great manager ? I don’t think so. Haas is not getting anywhere despite being better financially. He is not someone who is amazing at nurturing young talent. I think his DTS popularity is helping him .
Now comparing Mick to Yuki… the team is harsh with Yuki. We had Marko telling everyone how lazy he was, that they had to make him move places to watch him, talks about questioning his place in the team too … Yuki is just not as well know as Mick. Zhou is different because he does not have the low lows Yuki and Mick had. He had a good rookie season. Not one to make everybody turn heads, but nothing alarming either.
We don’t know everything but Mick did not get the Williams or Alpha Tauri seat either. . I don’t see the outrage about that ? I get people saying they are all bad teams but having is a seat is always better than not having one even if it’s just one season. And Haas had a solid car at the start of last season. It was not a good look to see Mick being beaten by an older driver who was not trained properly and just came back because of circonstances. Maybe they could have given him more time ? Yes maybe that second part of the season was better. And maybe they had a different take on what he could achieve with the team.
I think Mick is not a baby and he knows how to play his cards (and Seb too, the guy is not a rookie he is loved now with some political takes but please remember him also as the 4 times WDC from RB days he had an interesting personality!) to have a great image and get a new seat soon. We must not forget he has advantages other do not to have that seat in the first place and to come back later. He has money and connections. Other young drivers have used DTS storylines before to come back : Ocon, Gasly. Ocon especially was helped by DTS to not be forgotten (and he his one of the guys that do not come from money). For Gasly I think RB could have lost patience way sooner if it was not for his DTS stories.
Before 2018 great drivers disappeared really quickly after 1 or 2 bad seasons. I actually think if drivers play their DTS card wisely they can buy time. There is only 20 seats, so lots of great drivers do not even get a chance, let alone a second one.
I think people are forgetting that DTS could have just as easily cut the episode to make Mick look awful -- like that is the power that the producers have. And that is why I think it's important to take DTS with a HUGE grain of salt because as easily as they did an episode in favor of Mick, they could have done one that flipped the script completely.
And I agree -- Mick will likely benefit from DTS. I agree with you that DTS has helped save recent drivers' careers. But beyond that, Mick has a very famous last name and all of the connections that come with it. I'm not going to sit and baby a grown-ass man who has more money and privilege than I could ever dream of having 🤷‍♀️ (and I adore Mick, let's be clear about that).
But also yeah -- comparing Mick to Yuki was laughable, I just didn't have the energy to expand on that point. I'd imagine that the first few years of F1 are hard for every driver because it's such a big shift.
I think a lot of this strong reaction is not actually a concern for all rookies or whatever because I don't think people would have blinked an eye if it was another rookie (or sophomore) driver. F1 is cutthroat, it doesn't mean it's right or good or healthy. But that's what it is. Mick knew what he was getting into. So yeah, these are essentially my thoughts on the Mick ep.
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I watch an anime called Food Wars and could only imagine Sunwoo’s moaning while eating sounding like one of the characters on there having a foodgasm lol
He needed a break from Minjee, so his eardrums could recover lol. I’m heartless and don’t feel the slightest bit sorry for her. Doesn’t she know?!!!…
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…actually! I think can. She just doesn’t possess the qualities needed to make Sunwoo wanna change, his hoe ways.
Sunwoo was honest from the start. Can’t be mad at him
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and can’t really blame her for catching “feelings” either.
I feel her wanting Sunwoo to move in with her, is partially down to dickmatization. But! Mostly not wanting y/n anywhere near Sunwoo, she doesn’t want them becoming closer.
For future reference Sunwoo needs to remember
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He needs to be more careful where he puts that thing 😏
‘You have a hard time picturing Sunwoo being lonely when his bedroom is practically a hotel, but you stay quiet.’
I couldn’t help but chuckle when I read that 🤣🤣 Y/n is failing to realise that it’s still possible to feel lonely, while surrounded by people.
He’s opening up pretty easily with y/n. He takes every opportunity that arises to spend time with her. She could actually be the one making him feel less lonely. She’s spending time with him, and not looking for or wanting anything in return. He’s a source of “entertainment” for a lot of people… well.. for women at least lol. So, getting to be with someone who doesn’t want anything from him must be freeing.
"Will you just be quiet and accept help for once?"
It’s hard to accept help when you’ve come out of a toxic relationship. Asking for and accepting help requires a level of trust and vulnerability that may be difficult to do for y/n, without thinking the person offering help has some sort of hidden agenda. Trust is hard to give and build when you’ve been hurt.
For him to notice this about her, he needs to have been paying her attention for way longer than they’ve been living together.
Glad to see I’m not the only one thinking the “wrong number” person is y/n’s toxic ex
As a black woman with very uncooperative, rebellious hair, having flour thrown at me. It would have literally been Sunwoo’s last day on earth! After murdering him, I would sit there a crying mess, thinking about having to deal with my hair again. I’ll deal with his body later… Priorities!!! 🤣🤣🤣
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My dramatic, angst loving a** can’t wait part 5
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Your reward for an awesome update. Enjoy 😉
I always look forward to your messages lol 😂😂 they're so fun and chaotic. I've never seen Food Wars, but now I suddenly feel the need to look into it lol
You really can't be mad at Sunwoo, bc he told her from the start that he didn't want a relationship 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️. Of course, she couldn't help falling for him, but she knew what she was getting into. She got dickmatized 😭😭 we lost another one ✊✊
How wild if she really did offer her place to him just to keep him away from oc!! That's such a horrible reason to have someone move in with you 😭😭
I'm glad you picked up on that hotel part!! Maybe the reason Sunwoo has countless girls over is bc he's lonely and is trying to fill that void 🥴🥴, and maybe now he doesn't need those girls bc oc is helping fill that void just fine 👀👀. She doesn't expect anything from him and that must feel super nice
Interesting point to bring up about Sunwoo watching her for longer than she realizes. How else would he know that she doesn't accept help a lot? That she'd rather do everything on her own, bc she feels she can only rely on herself?
I tried to keep the hair and the flour/water as generic as I could, but it was a little hard haha. I know everyone has different hair types and I almost scrapped the whole idea together, but it ended up kinda cute so I was like 🥺🥺... I like your priorities, though lol. His body can lay there for a few hours. There's more important things at hand 👏👏
The random Junho attack?? Please 😭😭
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I know this isn’t going to be popular, and it’s not entirely directed at you. But I see posts like the one you made earlier almost weekly, if not daily on here. And anytime people engage with it in a way that’s not entirely supportive it’s completely derided so I understand that people may not like what I’m coming to say, but honestly nothing’s changing. But when are content creators going to accept that the way people interact with content in hockeyblr has changed. Like anything, trends come and go, and you say that you receive more engagement now on shorter blurbs/prompts than you do full fics. So the trend seems to be that people want shorter, easier to consume content. But that’s not being provided by creators, so then they get mad when people don’t engage with the stuff they do put out. And you and other fic writers don’t owe anyone anything and can write whatever you want, but at some point you all either need to decide if it’s worth it or not, because it is true that people aren’t engaging the way they used to and all these PSAs aren’t doing anything to change that. Full length fics will probably come back en vogue at some point, but if people aren’t getting what they want to consume, they’re not going to react. And there are always going to be outliers, some fics will break through and take off, but I agree that I see more reblogs from shorter stuff now and that seems to be the way the trend is going. The option is to embrace that or continue writing fics but know you’ll not get the reaction you want from it 🤷‍♀️
Throwing this under a read more just because the ask is already very long but it’s a giant pity party under here. Thank you for this though because honestly the fact that you’ve offered actual reasons and a proper “argument” (which isn’t the right word but it’s nearly 1:30am) without being an asshole about it and just calling me (/us) entitled is helpful
Quick counter point: even the short fics don’t do that well. I scroll through the tags every other day and, while I’ve accepted the fact that I’ve also aged out of fic because a lot of what’s in there is for college boys or other young guys in the league, even the short fics aren’t doing as well as they used to.
I get that it’s annoying to watch people want the good ol’ days back, and that you want us to accept that that what we’re doing isn’t what people are interested in but man, it feels like every writer I’ve spoken to or seen is experiencing these same feelings. I don’t really recall any writers recently being guaranteed to get a big, consistent reaction on their fics. (Gonna pull the nostalgia card again) it used to be that there were authors posting fics and you knew it was going to be read… now literally every fic is running the gauntlet
Hockey fic is clearly not as enticing as it once was and I would give anything to know what came first. Did people stop reading first, or did writers grow away from hockey fic so readers left?
Personally I think the “imagines” element has taken over again, particularly smutty imagines. There’s every possibility that I’m like projecting because I don’t write imagines, nor do I write smut, so it’s easy for me to look at them and think about it all being magically fixed if I did both. I’d be interested to know if you think this plays a part in it in addition to the length.
We don’t owe anyone anything and nobody owes us anything either—I just don’t want to be done, and I don’t want to stop writing the ideas that I have but I don’t want to write them and have them sit unread. I also don’t want them to be posted and go unread by other people.
It’s also weird because this isn’t just a hockeyblr thing? Most of the “reblog fics!” posts that go around have made their way into hockeyblr from other fandoms and it’s an indication that tumblr really isn’t what it used to be—where did everyone go? Did people just stop reading fic? Tumblr is really the only place for imagines/reader/OC fic (ao3 is almost exclusively for slash or canon fic, Wattpad is a nightmare, fanfiction.net is… somehow still online) so idk where else they’d be finding this sort of content?
Maybe you’re right and maybe I need go just let it go and accept that my time here is done. Every post I make is basically me begging for something to change so that I have a reason to stay. At some point the end will come, though, and it’s looking more and more like that time is when the fic exchange is complete.
Idk how people abandon the writing part of their blogs and keep being active for the non-writing parts. It’s giving me anxiety just thinking about it.
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oediex · 4 years
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I did a thing for @dragonageden 🤷‍♀️
Soft side
“You cannot court me, if that’s your intention. It is impossible.”
Cassandra dropped her hands in resignation. Maxwell had just casually informed her that his flirtations over the last few months had been intentional and it could not be true. For days now she had been working up the courage to address the issue. Her heart had lurched as she had seen him walking along the upper gallery near Vivienne’s balcony and for a moment she had faltered in her resolve before steeling herself and awkwardly tapping him on the shoulder. She had stammered and stumbled, alternating between staring into the distance and focusing her attention back on Maxwell’s serious face. It’s not your imagination, he’d said.
Her awkwardness was now gone and in its place was utter disbelief. Had he forgotten that he was the Inquisitor? Why was he blinking so stupidly, as if the idea of him courting her was not the most preposterous idea he had ever heard? “You intend to properly court me?” She looked down as she contemplated the implications of what she had just said and felt hope rise in her chest. “You, of all people?”
“Is that what you want?”
She gathered her wits. “No.”
And she stalked inside with as much determination as she could muster.
It had started months ago, in Haven - the flirting. At first she was flattered, although she made sure not to show it, knowing all too well that it would not take long before her brashness would intimidate him. It had not. Maxwell Trevelyan - the Inquisitor - had surprised her in his tenacity, and as they spent long days traipsing around the Hinterlands, fighting off the rain in Crestwood, and clambering the hills that comprised the Storm Coast, Cassandra felt her respect for him grow. He was an earnest and faithful man who took his time in Haven to get to know her and her role in the Inquisition - as he did with everyone else, she noted. She could not help but admire him as he effortlessly took up the leadership position that had befallen him and carried the authority that came with it like a mantle he had been wearing for years. And he continued to flirt with her - something which, she assured herself, was probably not limited to her, even though that notion did not only sit badly with her, it did not suit the solemnity of his character either.
It was not until they found him, hypothermic and fatigued, just outside their makeshift camp in the Frostback Mountains after the destruction of Haven, that Cassandra had comprehended the true depth of her feelings for the Inquisitor. And on the long walk to Skyhold, she had decided that she would tell him - to stop. That he had been genuine in his advances was such a ridiculous idea that she had not even dared to entertain it and it had caught her completely off guard.
She had almost reached Vivienne’s balcony - thank the Maker the Court Enchanter was occupied elsewhere - when she realised that she had not matched Maxwell’s sincerity with her own. She turned around and marched back. He needed to understand.
“I want a man who… sweeps me off my feet.” She was certain he could hear the longing in her voice as she talked of flowers, poetry and candles, and he seemed to hang on her every word. So she pushed down the flutters in her heart as she told him that he could not be the man she was looking for - not when the future and fate of Thedas lay in his hands, literally. She felt vindicated when he expressed his surprise at her desires and tried to ignore the sadness that accompanied it. “I know what you see. I am a warrior. I am blunt and difficult and self-righteous. But my heart lies beneath all that. It yearns for these things I cannot have. If you cannot see that, then desist.”
The hope and adoration - and slight amusement, perhaps - that adorned his features when he declared that he could be everything she wanted him to, almost laid waste to her determination, but she pulled herself together and reminded him of the grim reality of their situation - the importance of the success of the Inquisition, and death around every corner.
“It changes everything.”
And then she left.
Maxwell smiled, folding his arms behind his back as he walked away, shaking his head in amazement. Cassandra had a soft side. It was unexpected, he had to admit, but he could work with that.
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fanfictionlive · 2 years
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Stop demanding and guilting your readers to share your work (rant)
There has been quite the rise of people on Tumblr making posts telling others to not only like but to also share fanfictions they enjoy. Not a bad message honestly. I don't think it's wrong to say that it would be best to share their work as well. I agree with it honestly. It would help and support us writers and our work and further motivate us to produce more. It's great to see such support.
However, I am not talking about people who make that point in a fair and good manner, I am talking about people who actually, literally demand for it. You know, guilt tripping readers and villainizing them when they only give a like to your work but don't share it, and then calling them ungrateful or inconsiderate.
For example, here is a post I saw today:
(Since I can't add any photos, I'll just copy and paste their post and tags and censor their blog name out with *their name*)
I just blocked well over 30 blank blogs, ageless blogs, and chronic like button only blogs...and that's just the ones I came across in my notifs.
...like...wtf?
Why make a blog and do fuck all with it?
And these blogs have fic after fic sitting in their likes from brilliant writers as well as content from amazing creators and it just screams to me that some of you really don't get the whole point of this site..
I done asking for help sharing my work. I'm just blocking ppl that don't deserve free content from now on. 🤷‍♀️
#*their name* is annoyed #if *their name* dont deserve reblogs you shouldnt be reading my work #yet i see you liking every single fic i post #and never sharing a single one #🖕🖕🖕 #content creators deserve better #writers deserve better #tumblr be better
Firstly, why are you blocking random blogs just because they didn't share your stuff? Unless, it is one of those weird bots, that just seems like such a pointless thing to do. Secondly, calling out someone for not sharing your work and telling them stuff like you don't deserve to read fanfiction if you don't share it and then giving them a middle finger is pretty disrespectful towards the people you are targeting, whom I don't think did anything that bad at all. Besides, I think you are loosing more readers by doing this than gaining, since you are literally pushing your readers away who most probably enjoyed your work, and taking away their ability to read your stuff.
Like, imagine if one of the blogs that this person blocked was one of those people with blank blogs who just doesn't want to reblog or post anything but just read and give likes. They genuinely enjoyed that person's work and gave it a like and were planning to read more. But alas, the author blocked you and now you sit there confused and maybe a little hurt that someone blocked you out of the blue and pushed you away even though you didn't do anything.
Listen, I understand that we all would love it if reader's share our stuff. It gives our work more recognition and attention, it motivates us to see that so many people enjoy what we wrote, it makes us feel supported and appreciated. I feel the same way too, I would love it if I see someone reblog or share my works. And I also make sure to reblog works that don't get many notes themselves because I just know the feeling and how happy it would make someone.
But at the same time, you can't guilt or force a reader into sharing your work. It's their choice. We can recommend it, tell people that "hey, shares do help us writers. So please consider sharing". But we can't insult a reader and treat them in such a way if they only give you a like. Even a like means something too you know. It means they enjoyed your work! It's not just some red circle with a white heart on it. A reader gives that because they most probably enjoyed it. Also, you can't demand and expect everyone to share your work either, some will share it, some might not. Not every single blog on Tumblr likes to reblog anyways. As I said before, some just like to keep their blog free of reblogs and posts and just read stuff and give it a like. I have tons of these types of blogs who like my works from time to time.
Don't guilt your reader's into sharing your works, instead, encourage them and let them know why it would be helpful to you and other writers. But if some only end up giving you a like anyways, take it! It still means something. Not everyone who interreact with your work HAVE to share it.
Anyways, I just wanted to vent about this because this is something that has been popping up quite recently for me. Even one of my favorite fanfiction writers always end their work with a similar message but in a way that guilt trips the reader instead of positively encouraging them which was kind of a turn off for me. And I just don't think it's a very healthy mindset to stay in if you are a writer, to expect a lot all the time from readers. Sorry if I sounded too mean btw.
And if the person who wrote that post comes across this: Hey dude, I don't mean any harm or hate or disrespect. From one fanfiction writer to another, I understand that readers sharing our work is something that is very helpful and impactful to us in a positive way. I recognize and relate to that. a lot However, I don't necessarily agree with the way you went about it. I think it's better if instead of blocking people, you should make posts encouraging your readers to share you work in a informative and positive way. But also don't expect everyone to follow it though. Cheers and best of luck in your work ☺
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