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simpjaes · 2 days

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I honestly can’t remember if you’ve done this I think you might have I tried checking but my tumbler is kinda a fit funky but like basically it’s like what kind of content Enhypen would post on their twitter with their girl

hyung line + posting nsfw with u on twitter

☆ jay:

faceless fingering and spanking videos. caters to those who want to imagine whoever, but also doesn't want everyone getting off to him or his girl. just wants people to get off to what the two of you do that no one else knows about. he doesn't talk in the videos but definitely lends little grunts if you start moaning. never any full penetration, mostly, probably, just clips of him holding you from behind to reach around and finger you with your legs open. And ofc, videos of you bent over his lap as he swells those cheeks up under his hands. That good shit, that teasing shit. probably drives the followers fucking insane with it too. also, he doesn't follow anyone back lol and occasionally will tweet daddy-like things but they're more towards you than the followers, he'd never tell them that tho.

★ jake:

solo moaning audios and jerk off videos at first. when he gets with u and starts posting full on, full-length fuck videos with you, his fans get like, rly mad lol. which would only make him post more with little captions like "jealous :P?" they stop being so mad when he posts pussy eating videos, or videos where you're letting him hump all up on your thighs. 100% all the femdoms follow you guys, praise you, degrade him etc. honestly, he's probably more of the focus in the videos than you are, until his friends get a hold of it anyway and start making anonymous burner accounts to request seeing him spit in your pussy lol

☆ sunghoon:

rarely videos, but almost always still shots. aesthetic shots in the early morning sun or vibe-lights late at night. His hands always groping a fleshy part of you for all of the pervs to wish the image was a video. Pics of his cock splitting your pussy lips open, even more pics of the lower half of your faces drooling all over each other. he posts that passionate shit, the ones people rt with a "me and who??" if he were to do videos, it would be 100% thigh fucking, blow job, head pushing, and maybe a few of raw pussy on cock grinding. those would probably be more for special occasions, like holidays or follower milestones. def doesn't make money off it tho. prides himself in knowing everyone wants to watch him and his girl play <3

★ heeseung:

he would have no shame. posting tweets like "send me money and ill post my girl struggling to take it all" and posting pics with his dick on your tongue, with you all covered in cum :/ would probably post full on videos but only previews. like 10-15 second clips that loop to get people to pay for more. would probably fuck you in ways people ask him to in private. like the two of you would 100% make money together on twitter, re-making accounts every few months bc people keep reporting the account lol doesn't hide his face either, or yours. humiliation and praise is probably huuuuuuuge. he def blocks ppl if fans ask him to be submissive for once. real life friends def know about the account too lmfao, he does not care if his bros see how he fucks his girl

#enhypen smut #heeseung smut #jake smut #jay smut #sunghoon smut #enhypen hard hours

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evilminji · 2 months

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*evil grin of The Ponderings™*

You know who DEFINITELY would have Unfinished Business?

Heroes. Professional "If I could just MOVE, just fight a BIT LONGER, save ONE MORE PERSON" Heroes. It's the ultimate and unending Unfinished Business. To protect people. Not just their friends, their co-workers, but the innocent people around them.

That kid, stuck crying in the rubble.

That business man, screaming in pain, caught in the cross fire.

The People NEED them. They SWORE. Their very SOULS burn with the NEED to help. But... the flesh gave out. Injuries. Age. Quirk overuse. They knew... they KNEW, this was not a safe line of work... but... but! Please! Just one more person! Why can't they just make their breaking, dying, bodies MOVE!

Of course they refuse to move on.

They are needed HERE.

Yet? Their hands pass through. Their voices do not reach. A hell of their own, unknown, making. They can't let go, but they can't HELP either. There isn't enough Ectoplasm here. The walls of their reality overly patched up, since that unfortunate leak a few centuries back.

After all, the Zone had dumped near lethal quantities of unfiltered Ecto into the atmosphere. They're STILL dealing with the mutations and fall out, aren't they? At least, they are according to the Zone. (Wtf is a "Quirk"?) And, yeah, someone should PROBABLY do an assessment on the ecological recovery of the Reality. But like?

Do you have any idea how few people have an Obsession for stuff like that? Wait your turn! The list is long and you're not fuckin special, okay? The agents are BUSY.

Now, you might wonder? Wait. If they aren't moving on. Are DEFINITELY Ghosts. Starving as they are. Refusing to die as they may be. Wouldn't... Wouldn't that leave the whole ass area around their Reality an ecological dead zone? If it got over patched and no Ghosts LEFT, thus noticed, and started to try and work on it from the outside? Assuming the COULD?

Yeah. Yeah it would be!

It's called the "New Wastes"!

There used to be some cool Lairs around there. But there was a turf dispute. Someone DID something. Punched a HOLE. And everyone re-died. It was fixed but never quite re-healed. Portals... don't show up there? For some reason? Meh. Wanna brawl?

No. Danny's curious. He wants ANSWERS.

It's his fatal flaw.

Well... that and his inability to keep his mouth shut. But he likes to think he's funny. So... off he goes! And MAN! Does it feel funky out there! Weird textures. Mmmm, Don't Like THAT ™. It's probably a King thing? The Zone here... FEELS wrong.

Not... the way it's SUPPOSED to be shaped, if that makes sense?

And? It feels... if you sorta squint? Like... a LOT of people AREN'T where they should be. But aren't gonna leave until they're READY. Ooof. Great. Someone messed up again. Why does he KEEP FINDING bits and pockets that need straightening out? Unruffling? It's like he has to keep smooth out this giant peice of fabric with all these stains on it. Clean the messes on it.

He feels more like a maid then a King.

Maybe he is?

Pretty sure he's more of a nanny, since the Zone is more of a whiny yet excitable toddler then anything else. Alright, let him in. And fix... whatever THAT is.

So he steps into the Reality and? Huh. Japan. Neat. He always meant to go, never got around to it. Why is that man an otter?

.......oooohohooo, this place was HELLA fucked up by Ectoplasm, wasn't it? This is multi generational exposure. It's in the air. The water, ground, buildings. But stale to the point of stagnation. That can't be healthy. At least a few people he sees have developed ecto-resistance, thank the Ancients.

Danny discovers there are? "Superheroes"? Or just... heroes, apparently. They sell shampoo lines and athletic gear. Villians are petty criminals and psychopaths. All lumped together. He gets fuckin CHASED by the COPS and half the cities spandex patrol, called a "villian" (you know, like the purse snatchers and the DUDE WHO TRIED TO OPEN FIRE ON A CROWD) for flying around trying to assess the situation. Not speaking Japanese fast enough.

Soooorry! He TRIED to answer your confusing barked demands! This isn't his native language! He's translating through Ghost Speech! He knows it sounds unsettling to the living! It's the best he's GOT, man! (Asshole)

He escapes, obviously, because he's not 14 anymore. And honestly? He could top 200mph or so AT 14. He's only gotten faster. Intangible flight means no wind drag, motherfuckers~! OR need to dodge buildings! HA. Try to follow him through THE GROUND!

A few Blob sucked (to remove the ectoplasm) bits of treasure later? And he leaves a pawn shop with local currency. Thank YOU shady pawn shop! Ask him no questions, he'll tell you not lies. Enjoy Pariah's gold.

He does tourist things. Buy foods he's never tried, wanders around. Sees what's needed. Noticed a lot of people struggle with some aspect of the ecto-mutations brought on by the extreme Limnality. Need accessibility aids.

.....well, he IS a Fenton. His parents would disown him on the SPOT if he left with out at least TRYING to help. So he tracks down one the local ghosts. He'll need a guide or two.

He? VASTLY underestimates how desperate a sea of Obsession Starved Hero and Vigilante Ghosts will act, the INSTANT, they realize not only someone can see them... but it's? Their "Boss"? They aren't sure HOW they know that. But they DO. It's THE Boss. Here to help them! Asking for HELP ™ from THEM!

Yes

YES THEY CAN DO THAT

He gets swarmed. Hundreds of ghosts fighting over each other. Shouting. Turning on each other like rabid animals. All worn down and ragged by their Obssesion starvation. He's forced to shout over them.

And? Holy shit, these are only the ones from THIS CITY, too.

Thank Zone, again, he's no longer 14. That he has friends who are Rulers ™ that taught him HOW to Rule. To delegate. Pretend he TOTALLY knows what he's doing. That every action is on purpose.

It takes less then two hours, with all the experienced Unground Heros help, to make himself a Real Boy and buy a building. Put himself into the correct databases. He officially has licenses for things he's never studied. Is a tax paying citizen. Even belongs to several local clubs.

Over the next few days? He sets up his new... oi! Quickdraw! What're they called again? Right. "Lifestyle Support Company" which? Is a dumb name. But, Fenton Works is Fenton Works. Somehow he always kinda knew he'd be inherenting. It's in a cruddy part of town and the prices are cheap as he can safely get um.

He already had two customers, even though half the building isn't even fully set up. Which? I mean... he gets it. Poor guy. Knives for hands. Sharp ones too. The other guy's Obsession made him emotionally react to colors and like three different ones were ruining his life. So, hand Prosthetics controllable by knives and color filtering wrap around glasses.

Took him a lunch break or two.

Changed THEIR lives.

Suddenly his shop is packed. Schedule screaming for relief. And the ghosts? Getting more tangible by the day. See, his work shop? Ecto proofed. Let's him relax. But it ALSO let's him radiate fresh, clean, Ecto out into the air. And as King? With a direct line to The Zone? He puts out a lot.

There start to become Sightings.

People who SWEAR they saw long dead Heros out of the corner of their eyes. Dead vigilantes. That was who through that bottle. Who tripped that thug at just the right moment. Who unlocked the door. The SWEAR. They aren't crazy!

And... at first? Brushed off. Stress does a lot of crazy thing to a person, ma'am. But? How do you brush off, making eye contact with your dead best friend? Your old mentor on the other roof? That vigilante, who you WATCHED bleed out? Can you brush them off... when a vigilante from the dawn of quirks, punches some two bit villian on live television? Calls the Heros on the scene gloryhounds? Goverment dogs?

Runs from the cops and vanishes into thin air?

When this shit KEEPS HAPPENING?

Is spreading?

Are... are you supposed to arrest them for illegal vigilantism? How? They're THE proto-Heros! You don't want your name tied to that! The HPSC is furious. The goverment is uneasy. There are like... 6 dudes and a lady, openly stalking some kid in UA. Trying to mentor him. He looks moments away from a nervous breakdown.

Us too, kid. Us too.

All? While Danny? Is just sitting in his lil shop. Tinkering. Not HIS problem. Gotta let the ghosts here get it out of their system. Get their Obsession's full. Then it's all aboard the Zone Train. He's just here to make sure no one does anything "Too Crazy".

What's HIS definition of "too crazy"?

Wouldn't YOU like to know, weather boy~☆

@hdgnj @lolottes @nerdpoe @babbling-babull @mutable-manifestation @spidori @the-witchhunter @legitimatesatanspawn

#dp x bnha #minji's writing #just here for moral support au #ghostly Heroics au

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tgcg · 6 months

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listen here on youtube

so first of all thanks for 3,000 followers. holy shit. thats 3000 more than i expected so thanks

i really didnt think this blog would get to this point when i made it. and im never gonna get over how kind and encouraging you guys have been for me. unending respect & gratitude guys.

we're closin in on the end of 2023 now and im resolving to keep doing right by you guys and having fun running this blog with yall 🙂 thanks forever

i wanted to do somethin special for it and i thought id share one of my biggest inspirations for interpretin davekat. which is music i think they'd like. when you routinely blast davekat doodles onto mspaint canvases at 2am you need a backing track and these are common choices for me

3 songs for each dude for 3k fwlrs. man thats crazy...

tracklist + lil commentary under readmore

dave zone

1... 21st century pop song -- hymie's basement

this whole album i associate with dave a lot even tho its very depresse mode. i have way too many plays on this song. that beat is so real.

2... vice principal -- why?

that record scratch bit got me bouncing&trouncing manm. ive been listening to this song since i was a lil shitty kid. this voice is my headcanon voice for dave

3... re-do -- modern baseball

get a load of them lyrics son. passage of time, dinosaurs, trouble sleeping, watching movies, fear of death, love of life. recent fave, big fave.

KARKAT ZONE

4... i see failure -- antarctigo vespucci

another new beat 4 me but damn its an anthem. love dudes who shout. self fulfilling prophecies of relationship failure are peak karkat 2 me

5... the minors -- kawai sprite

i have never played friday night funky. i found this album by pure fuckin chance and its great, if you like this song give it a shot. sounds adult swim-y. i associate a lot of songs from this album with kk its a very distinct sound that i just connect with him fsr. the bittersweet sad anger of it

6... exactly where i'm at -- ween

this is a certified karkat classic 4 me. "look at yourself your lips are like 2 flabs of fat, they go front and back and flappity flappity flap". one of my fave things about ween is they have really vivid lyrics and rlly consistently hit this cool spacey, semi-aquatic vibe. i think this is because of drugs that they are awesome, so lets all do more druggs today

#davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #homestuck #playlist #goddamn... take care everyone

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novaandmali · 2 months

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ARTISTS WANTED!

We’re making a new book filled with pulpy sci-fi illustrations based on classic artworks (pre-1800), and, as always, LGBT and POC inclusive <3

Applications open March 25th at noon - the application will NOT be available before that time and will be removed after apps close. HUGE shout out to @ Nukeillustrate for this absolutely stunning piece, lovingly borrowed from “And They Were Monsters.”

The application will NOT be available until that date - we will post it here, instagram (nova_mali), bluesky, and tumblr (novaandmali). The application will be open for five days (March 29th) or until we hit 1000 applications. Please be sure to set an alarm and get your application in ASAP - we will not be able to take any applications through email, dms, or after they close.

A tentative schedule:

Results emailed by April 3rd - everyone will get an email! Sketch due May 15 Final work due June 15 Kickstarter runs July 1-31

We are looking for 50-60 artists (who MUST be 18+ years old by April 3) to join us to create a piece of digital art and/or merch. Traditional art is also accepted if scanned/photographed at a professional level.

We're looking specifically to increase the diversity of our artists, both in regards to race and gender - we want to be including all kinds of voices. Same thing with our art - we're looking to increase the variety of cultures, body types, and disabilities represented.

This is a PAID job. We’ve paid in the range of 200-300 for similar projects in the past, based on a set contract amount plus anything left over after production and shipping, split between everyone. Example: $150 in the contract and $100 extra per artist share. The additional amount will depend on how successful the Kickstarter campaign is.

I’ll post more later this week but first and foremost, get ready to go looking for interesting classical art to re-do into pulpy sci-fi! Your app will ask you what you’re thinking about creating. This is not a final answer but we want to know what vibe, what era, etc what you’re thinking about.

We’re asking for art pieces that are pre-1800. I want you to really get digging and find some epic cool old stuff, particularly from more women artists and artists of color. Non-Western art is very very much included in our scope of work - we can’t wait to see your ideas!

I know older art tends to have weird people or weird perspectives - that doesn't need to translate to your final art. Just get funky with where you're finding inspiration! We will discuss this in more detail once we’ve hired everyone.

We really want to play with the idea of taking something very very old and make it very very futuristic - it should be funky and fun, and of course full of delightfully gay art <3

I’ll post exactly what questions the app will entail later this week.

The application will include things like: a link to your portfolio (instagram and twitter are NOT accepted as a portfolio) and an idea of what art pieces you’re thinking about and how to transform them.

We also ask for a short artist bio, like twitter style - short and sweet. Please don’t talk down about yourself or your skills - talk yourself up! Make me excited to see your art!!

About us: we’re two non-binary lesbians who really love cats and gay art. We’ve enjoyed our work as a queer publishing house and can’t wait to do more! Some of our previous works include classics but make it gay, And They Were Monsters, and Cover Me Queer.

Check out our work at www.novaandmali.com .

#scifiart #scifiedit #art history #lgbtq books #lgbt art

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porcelainseashore · 5 months

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Teenage Headache Dreams (1)

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Pairing: High School! College! Leon Kennedy x Dancer! Fem! Reader

Summary: You’re a bored, but ambitious high school student who can’t wait to escape small town life and make it in the big city. You thought you had it all figured out, until you unwittingly befriend the resident golden boy, Leon. A series of events beginning from junior year to college until Resident Evil 2 Remake.

Warnings: 18+ Swearing, Recreational Drug Use, Eventual Smut, No (Y/N), Ambiguous/Open Ending

Content: High School AU, College AU, Pre-Resident Evil 2, Fluff, Romance, Cliche, Friends to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Lack of Communication

Author's Note: This is my first RE / Leon fic, but I wanted to try my hand at writing this little self-indulgent and potentially clichéd series. As you can guess, I love dance and high school dramas. I also created this with a sequel in mind, which will take place post-RE4R and involve more horror and mystery elements.

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Chapter 1: An Unexpected Friendship

It was one of those beautiful late summer days with endless light and clear blue skies overhead. You leaned back against the bleachers, feeling the sun cast a warm glow on your face and the sultry breeze against your skin, sighing in utter bliss. The football field and the running track surrounding it were completely empty, just how you liked it, silent except for the relentless trilling of insects and the occasional bird that flew by. No one in your face, no one judging you or telling you how you should be like, no one you had to put up a front for. Just peace and quiet. A place where you could sit alone with your thoughts - and you had a lot of them - mostly about leaving this goddamn small town with its insular, mind-numbing inhabitants.

A trail of thick smoke wafted from your mouth as you took a drag from the joint you had been nursing for awhile. You weren’t exactly high as a kite, but you were definitely feeling some of its effects. You chuckled and gave a wry smile as the thought of being caught red-handed visualized in your mind. Sure, it was highly illegal what you were doing, much less on school property, but you were always a bit of a rebel. And frankly, you couldn’t give a shit. It was already August, but most students were still away on holiday. Not you though, you had to work on your extracurriculars. That’s what you had put your mind to this summer. No fancy beach getaways like the rest of your cheerleading mates had jetted off to. Just a grueling dance intensive and showcase you had auditioned successfully for in one of the larger cities nearby, as well as a bunch of campus visits. You needed to perfect your performance technique for that arts college application coming up in about a year’s time. You started way earlier than the rest even thought about it, because you knew you only had one chance for a one-way ticket out of this hole and you sure as hell weren’t taking any chances. Well, except with that funky smelling thing in your hand.

No one would be here anyway, it’s a Sunday for crying out loud! You shook your head in exasperation. Besides, you needed to relax and take the edge off a little.

Just as if you jinxed it with those thoughts, you heard the gate to the field unlocking and creaking open behind you.

Shit, shit, shit! Your eyes darted around frantically, but your movements were just so slow. Why the fuck would someone be here now?

Before you could drop the joint and stub it out with your shoe, a mop of dirty blonde hair and what you made out as someone dressed in a blue tracksuit with a duffel bag slung over his right shoulder entered your peripheral vision. It was soon accompanied by a sharp twist of his head in your direction, bangs falling over his deep blue eyes and you knew he had found the source of the offending smell, probably even from a mile away. His gaze trailed their way from your startled face to your joint hanging limply at the edge of your fingers and then back to your face again. His expression turned from confusion to a frown and then into a knowing smirk as he crossed his arms and leaned against the bleachers.

“Oh, hello. Didn’t expect to see you here. You got cheer practice or something?”

God, he was teasing you. At least you hoped that was all it was and not some form of blackmail. Well, no point hiding now.

“I’m off-duty,” you retorted. You tried to jog your memory of the boy standing in front of you. You were social, or at least you had to be with the rest of your girlfriends to keep up appearances, but you never really bothered with the people here beyond superficial conversations. Then you finally found it - a vague recollection of last season’s track and field meet. He had been one of the better sprinters, maybe the best even, you can’t really remember. There was an afterparty, and you congratulated him, but you doubt there was anything more substantive than that.

“Leon, isn’t it?”

His eyes perked up slightly and he smiled. “In the flesh.”

You snorted at his cheesy reply. What was he pulling?

“They gave you the key?” It almost sounded as if you were jealous.

He uncrossed his arms and placed his duffel bag on one of the benches in front of him, rummaging through its contents. “Yeah, I got a comp in the new term coming up.” Every now and then he glanced up at you, as if he wanted to ask something, but stopped himself.

A sense of boldness surged within you, as you felt like evening the odds a bit. “What? You want some?” You waved the joint in his face.

That certainly caught his attention. He stared for a good moment, before giving another one of his playful smiles and shaking his head. “Maybe after practice.” He unzipped his jacket and put it away. It was warm enough to train in his sports tank and as you admired the lean, muscular structure of his arms and shoulders now bared open, you couldn’t complain.

“So, how did you get in?”

Fuck. You snapped out of your reverie. He got you there, but you didn’t feel like lying. “Jumped the fence. You should try it some time.” You replied as nonchalantly as possible.

“Didn’t know you had it in you,” he laughed.

“Oh, you’d be surprised.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Will I now?” The way it rolled off his tongue felt like a challenge and you secretly enjoyed this banter going on between you, as if you had known each other for years.

Shrugging your shoulders, you took another hit from the joint and let the calmness envelope you. “I never disappoint.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Leon flashed a wide grin that made you feel a knot forming in your stomach, but you didn’t know why.

He started to move towards the tracks, but stopped short, turning back to meet your eyes again. “Look, you don’t have to worry about all of that.” He gestured to what you were holding and the general surroundings. “I’m not going to tell.” With that, he made a sign that resembled crossing his heart. “It’ll be between you and me.”

You would have thought it was a joke if not for the sincere look he gave you, before heading off to train. That, and the fact that he did indeed take up your offer to join you afterwards in sharing what was left of the joint. You didn’t expect someone like him to. He seemed a bit too much of a straight-laced, golden boy for that. But then again, life was filled with surprises and you quietly scolded yourself for playing into stereotypes again - something you despise others doing to you.

It prompted both of you to converse even more until the late evening where you even missed your dinner. The questions and responses just flowed.

It turned out that you would share a number of classes together in the new term, specifically Math, History and Biology. Leon was a real earful when it came to his “insightful” one-liners on the teachers, which made you bury your head in your hands and groan. You never realized he would be such a goofball, but you found it somewhat endearing.

Like you, he was popular at school, but unlike you, he seemed to enjoy the company and appeared to be an open book. He would say it how it is, sometimes to the point of being blunt to a fault. Still, you guessed people found him rather easy-going and likable, in a non-threatening sort of a way. A part you wondered if chance meetings like today were how he made most of his friends.

Leon didn’t really have a plan for college yet. He just knew he wanted to do something good and help other people. You had a word for it - “idealistic”. He just shrugged in response, eyes downcast, until you assured him that it was an admirable quality, and you were the jaded one. He made a toast to your future in some arts college in the big city with his water bottle, remarking with a hint of self-deprecation that he wished he had a clearer idea of what he wanted to do with his life.

In turn, he asked you about your dealer. You had to stifle a laugh at that one. Generally, you weren’t as big into smoking up as he thought, but this time you bummed it off one of the seniors as a favor he owed you for hooking him up with one of your cheerleader friends. It didn’t stop Leon from calling you the “high school’s little pothead” every now and then though. He peered at you intently with his lip curled in amusement, as you rolled your eyes each time.

It had been such a long time since you could joke and speak your mind with someone this way. There wasn’t that suffocating nausea of pretending to be someone else around him and he had been so relaxed with you too. You could finally breathe again, and you’d like to think it wasn’t just the weed talking.

Whatever it was, you guessed this was the beginning of a real friendship - one that happened out of serendipity, but made you feel like you weren’t going to rot away in this small town. Well, not alone anyway.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy smut #high school au #college au #re2 leon #re2 remake #resident evil 2 #resident evil #porcelainscribbles

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snapscube · 5 months

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Hey Penny! Saw on twitter you talking about it so was curious if you are playing ff7 with any mods? Been meaning to finally play it for the first time as well and looking for any recommendations

yes actually!!! i'm running FF7 through the 7th Heaven mod loader (on my Steam Deck which is possible and wonderful) for my first full playthrough and i'm really loving it. there's some great quality of life stuff in here, BUT do note that all of my mods are purely presentational. increased FPS, higher res textures/FMVs, character model tweaks/upgrades, added field ambience and sound effects. ive done nothing to the game balance or any of the actual gameplay content, as again this is my first playthrough and i didnt want it to be too intrusive. just wanted to play a sort of accumulative Unofficial Remaster.

this is my current modlist

each of them have been configured to my liking with the "configure mod" options so if u do 7th heaven yourself id recommend making sure to tweak those

and heres a quick peek at what it looks like generally

i would show off more if i had some better save files to work with LOL

some of the upscaling on backgrounds and FMVs can look a bit funky at times if you're really paying attention and especially if ur playing on a monitor and sittin close enough to notice. but, like i said, i'm playing on Steam Deck mostly and the overall increase in clarity is really nice so i was willing to make the trade-off.

so far this has been a FANTASTIC way to play through the game for the first time, i'm really happy with the experience so far as someone who has quickly bounced off of FF7 multiple times previously. i've made it further than ever before, i even passed the cutoff point where Remake stops and i'm still going strong!

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ellecdc · 28 days

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Mother, serious question mainly for my own self-esteem 😮‍💨😅

How do you think the boys (any of them really) would view a partner with like all sorts of facial piercings and like rat tails in their hair and funky colors(truly best describes as a queer little gremlin lol). Cause I know Marlene and Sirius have an alt rock aesthetic (I don't think I spelled that right) but as much as I love these characters I never feel like I would have fit in with them if I was really there ya know?

Idk it's kinda stupid but just curious on you're thoughts on this. They're just so cool and I would hope they would like me enough to at least be my friend if they were real 😮‍💨😖

okay first of all, love the title queer little gremlin; let's all capitalize those letters and add them to surveys when they ask you how you identify plsss??

Here's my take:

James:

I love (and follow religiously) the headcanon that James is pansexual but I believe that expands beyond just gender identity, if that makes sense?

It doesn't matter if you're male or female or anywhere in between or beyond or both or all

and I feel like it doesn't really matter what you look like to him

I feel like he loves people for their hearts, their minds, their interests, etc

I feel like he'd maybe be worried because....those had to hurt??? you do that on purpose? doesn't it hurt terribly? his poor sweet angel????

I also see him as the type of bf who would be like "oh! are we changing colours? which one's? can I help?" and will dutifully like, adorn gloves and sit in the bathroom breathing in dye fumes and chatting away with you while the two of you talk about everything and nothing - I think he'd love spending that time with you and it would be special bonding time

(also, have you seen the James fan art with him with a nose ring??? fuck me sideways)

Sirius:

you're so right re: alt-rock aesthetic etc

I think he'd find the facial piercings awesome tbh, you might even have inspired him to get one or more of his own

I think he'd make it almost a competition of who can dress the most grunge that day hahaha - but the two of you would make quite the couple

also? you look like the kind of person his posh, prissy, stuck up parents would hate seeing him with - that's totally a bonus

I see this guy as someone who loves hair care and would be horrified at how much/often you change your hair colour and would insist on helping you/buying the more expensive products/ensure you're doing it right to save your hair from too much damage

that's the only 'problem' I see him having

Remus:

idk, I kind of see him a little bit like James tbh; looks would be a little less important to him? like he doesn't care how you express yourself in terms of style and clothes

what would be important to him is that you're kind and patient, that you're openminded and considerate of others

I mean...he's littered with scars, is he not? He doesn't exactly look "normal" (derogatory) and would probably feel very similar to what you've described; like he doesn't feel he particularly 'fits in' with his friends

I see him having like, not long hair but like a decent head of curls, and he'd totally love if you braided a few little pieces of his hair like your 'rat tails'

I think he'd find the hair fun; you'd show up one day with new colours and I could see his face lighting up like 😃 "that looks great love; so fun"

Regulus:

he's tricky because he's so posh and stuck up lmfao

BUT

people also ship bartylus and I see so much Barty fan-art somewhat similar to how you've described yourself and if Reg likes Barty - he'd certainly like you too

Barty:

as mentioned above, I could totally see him having like a green streak in his hair or something

perhaps some piercings (I think he'd get piercings down below.....), tongue piercing, nose piercing, eyebrow piercing - I feel like he'd be down for it all himself, so he wouldn't mind it on you at all either

and again, as a guy with daddy issues, he'd be a lot like Sirius and think the better chance he has at dating someone who would sooooo piss of his dad - the better!

thanks for your ask babes <3

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is-the-snake-video-cute · 11 months

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Snake FAQs: Eating Questions

Some of the most common concerns I get are "hey, is it normal for my snake to do x while eating?" I wanted to make a quick cheat sheet for new snake keepers who might be concerned about their snake's behavior while eating!

Is it okay if my snake tries to eat their rodent backwards/sideways? Yes! This is a very common mistake young snakes make. They will figure it out!

My snake is a constrictor, but they didn't wrap their meal. Are they okay? Yes, most constrictors will wrap most of the time but some won't. As long as your snake is eating, there's no concern!

My snake dropped their rodent and can't find it! What should I do? The best thing you can do is leave them alone for a bit! If a snake is actively looking for their meal, they're very likely going to find it again and finish it. Taking it out and re-offering can break their concentration or frustrate them, so just give them space to figure it out on their own!

Should I be worried if my snake swallows some substrate? Not at all. Impaction caused by substrate ingestion in healthy snakes is a myth. Your snake will be fine!

I heard a noise while my snake was eating! It's not unusual to hear pops or squeaks as your snake eats, especially for larger snakes eating bigger meals. Sometimes you will hear gas being released from the dead rodent as your snake eats. If you hear the noise only while your snake is eating, it's nothing to be concerned about.

Is it normal for eating to take a while? Yes! Constrictors can take their sweet time. Don't be concerned if you check back in half an hour and your snake hasn't finished their food yet.

Is it normal for my snake's head to shake as they eat? Yes, actually. As your snake eats, they'll often pick up the rodent and lift it so they can use gravity to help slide it down. It can be a heavy weight to lift with their little necks, so a bit of shaking is normal. If you notice shaking at other times, that's concerning, but it's normal during eating.

My snake's jaw looks crooked after eating, are they okay? Again, perfectly normal! The bones in snakes' jaws can move independently of each other, and they will need to stretch their jaws and re-align them after eating. It's perfectly normal for them to look a bit funky after finishing a meal!

#not a rating #snake feeding #snake faqs #pet snake advice

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Yo, I'm writing a pre canon fic in which young fanboy Vox gets assigned as Alastor's assistant by Lilith, any tips for characterising him?

I think you have a lot of room for leeway and playing around since you're working with pre-canon, but the main points that I tend to at least personally keep around as a scaffold for writing Vox are:

He's got a Charisma modifier of, like, +4. This doesn't mean he's always suave - in fact, he's pretty pathetic around Alastor in particular! But he knows how to put on a performance that appeals to his intended audience, whether that be a customer base whose trust he's winning over, or a fellow Vee that he's trying to wrangle into behaving. He switches between ridiculous showmanship and collected CEO, and this works for him despite both personas being rife with overcompensation.

Every single one of the Vees including Vox thinks they're the only normal, reasonably-behaving person in the room, it's wild.

He's smart, he's capable, he's manipulative. He's good at knowing what people want and how to leverage that to sell them those things. The general population thinks he's #goals thanks to the image he puts forth.

He's a piece of shit that has no qualms with Valentino's behavior with Angel Dust, Velvette selling date rape drugs, or abusing his own hypnosis ability to manipulate people into buying his products (which include spyware literally advertised to voyeurs). This is part of the fun of this character!!

I think he has a lot of very fun physicality to him (as do most of the Hazbin Hotel characters), and I really recommend re-watching some of his scenes to get the hang of how he moves and interacts with people physically because you'd be surprised at how much that can add to characterization even in a non-visual format like writing.

...I also genuinely think he's kind of a horny bastard, to whatever extent and rating your story could even use that, but that's me extrapolating from his behavior around both Alastor and Valentino. It's just a fun cherry on top of the "low impulse control around Alastor" thing, because he's got so much going for him on the intelligence front that it's really funny to me when he tangibly switches to thinking with his dick.

And, of course, on the subject of Alastor in particular:

He's obsessive, and Alastor makes all of his impulse control go out the window. I started using the "Vox's One-sided Psychosexual Obsession with Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)" tag for a reason, and it's that I think it's in fact really funny how much evidence we get in canon that Vox doesn't just hate Alastor and want to dominate him, he'd also probably roll right over into the affectionately wheedling persona he uses with Valentino if Alastor suggested he'd take it well.

We don't just see Vox wanting Alastor dead, we also see Alastor telling us that Vox first asked him to join him; the torn-in-half photo of them standing together; and Vox pretty much popping a boner over Alastor getting wrecked by Adam, nevermind how manically he jumps around to get a word in before Alastor even shows his face during Stayed Gone. Even his little "Fu-uu-uuuuuck!" at the end of the song is like 50% actual despair and 50% :pleading: emoji. He wants Alastor, obviously, and I think a lot of the anger that he's projecting at Alastor in canon is specifically anger at being rejected, which is frantically covering up the fact that he is still desperately, embarrassingly into the radio deer. If Alastor won't join him, Vox has to beat him.

Anyway, I love this funky little TV. This was by no means a comprehensive guide or anything like that, but I hope it helped share at least some of my personal thoughts on writing him!

#ask #personal #Anonymous #hazbin hotel #vox #hazbin hotel vox #meta #my writing

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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tbh whenever i think about ur tiktok saga i think about how erica’s a senator and how to everyone else in the party she’s literally their baby sister?? like she’s the youngest of all the kids and was in grade school for ALLLL of the upside down stuff, and like yes. she is now a full blown adult with a VERY important job and a lot of power and influence. but in my heart of hearts i think that steve has seen her as “the baby” for so long that by the time she’s an adult and making moves it’s just. she’s still the youngest of the pack, forever the baby sister, only holly comes close to competing except holly wasn’t involved in any of the stuff and so is family but not Party. and i just think about eddie filming steve getting all excited and cleaning their house and baking with captions like “the baby is coming to visit and mama bear cannot wait” and the thought of like. their fans’ curiousity and confusion around WHO is this person who steve is so excited to see??? what baby??? and then the absolute anarchy that follows eddie posting a video of US senator erica sinclair petting ozzy in her pantsuit with a caption like “the og baby & the oz baby”

Steve is proud of all of the kids but there is a special place in his heart for The Scoops Troop. You spend all night in a funky Russian elevator and you’re bonded for life, and that’s just how it is. Steve always knew that Dustin and Erica were going to accomplish everything that they set their minds to, but he is so ridiculously proud to see it happen.

It’s kind of embarrassing sometimes.

They don’t even live in Indiana anymore, but Steve will still stick one of her signs in their front yard. He films her political ads when they air on tv and then play them for people. Steve’s not very political but he does watch Erica’s debates and the only person tearing apart her opponents more than him is Erica.

Erica started her career as a Republican but switched parties when her values (and competency) no longer aligned with the shambles that is the Republican party. Everybody was saying that she was not going to win her re-election, but Steve never doubted it and Erica won.

Sometimes one of those smear campaign websites will run an article about how Erica can’t keep her assistants and it’ll use a picture of Erica out to lunch with Steve. In the photo, he’s holding her briefcase, her files, her sunglasses, and her coffee while she looks for something in her purse.

Erica’s just like ????? “That’s my dad.”

Erica still to this day refers to Steve as the only bitch she’s ever respected.

I absolutely love the idea of Eddie filming Steve be all excited that their kid is coming home for the first time in FOUR months and then later it’s Steve full picking US Senator Erica Sinclair off the ground to hug her and then Steve is getting her ice cream because he does uphold his promise as best he can.

#I think Erica would have been a republican but a republican that supported gay marriage and then switched parties when Trump ran #Steve votes but pretty much only for people Eddie and Robin tell him to vote for because he doesn’t really follow politics #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #Erica Sinclair

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iknowyuu · 1 year

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study, study, mwah

kdrama! sieun x extrovert! affectionate! reader

// reader gets a terrible grade and seeks out the smartest person they know to help them study. studying is boring though, “can we do something else?”

tags: studying leading to making out, the events of weak hero one class don’t happen AU, sieun sitting on reader’s lap, whiny & bold reader, neck kisses, hickey mentions, sieun bites reader too hard on accident, sieun has never kissed anyone, reader and sieun become physically affectionate really fast in a short period of time (i.e. they make out almost right after the first kiss lol)

note: as you can tell, i like writing about neck kisses 💀 this was meant to be like 300 words max BUT I COULDN’T STOP 😭 ENJOY LMFAO. stream funky glitter christmas by NMIXX!!!

♡

“ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders.

sieun is not the type to indulge in physical affection of any kind, really at all. so, how did he end up in this situation?

it started in the classroom. “ohhh myyy goddd,” your forehead hit the paper on the desk, disappointed at the low score you got. “how did i fail again!?” you sighed as you moved your head to the side, looking at your best friend sitting next to you. she laughed at you, “well maybe if you actually studied,” you squinted your eyes at her, “you’d get a good grade.” she held up her high score, smiling at you. “ugh. really? what do you take me for, a rocket scientist or something?” you moved your head to the side. “…how would i even start doing that anyway? i know nothing about studying.”

“just ask sieun then.” she stated matter of factly. “what? you’re joking, right?” you lifted your head and laughed at her suggestion. you didn’t have anything against him, it’s just.. he was very antisocial.. and frankly, you were kinda scared of him. “no [name], im not. he’s really smart and always gets a perfect score.” she gestured in his direction and you both looked at him from your desks in the back of the classroom.

it was lunch time and he was still studying?? who even does that?

you contemplated her words before nodding affirmatively. “okay. okay! you’re right. lets do this.” you stood up and began walking to his desk before turning around when you saw she wasn’t coming. “umm.. are you coming?” you asked.

“HA, no! that’s your grade. not mine,” she shrugged before turning around to one of your other friends to talk about.. whatever they were talking about.

you deadpanned at her and sighed. she’s right, this is on you. if you wanted to step things up, you’d need to do this yourself. taking another deep breath, you prepared yourself and walked up to his desk at the front, not realizing how quiet the classroom got when you tapped on his shoulder. “hey.. sieun?” you looked at him as he slowly turned around, taking out his earbud. “so, i know we’ve never talked, but i wanted to ask if-“

“can you hurry up? im busy.” he scrunched his eyebrows at you, waiting for your response- meanwhile, you swallowed at how blunt he was. honestly.. it was kind of hot. but mostly rude. “oh, okay.” you responded instinctively, feeling hurt by his words, but knowing you needed to ask if you wanted better grades. “is there anyway you could help me study for the next test?”

he blinked at you. “no.” he turns around and puts his earbud back in, continuing to write. you stared at him, shocked. “ooo..kay.”

that was not the first time you’d ask him. yeah, far from it.

when you walked into class the next day: “please, sieun? just until the next test!” “no.”

when he was walking to cram school: “sieun!! hi! how are you?” “if you’re asking me to help you study, the no.”

several days go by of you asking him the same question, him responding negatively each time. you were read to give up, but one evening you saw he was on his usual route home, so you caught up with him after seeing him from the convenience store window: “siiieeuuunnn!! i bought you onigiri and some matcha tea! it’s good for studying, it helps your brain calm down and focus.” you stretched your arms out, trying to hand him the bag full of goods. “oh.” he looked at you, and he blinked, seemingly confused by your gesture. “thank you.” he hesitantly takes the bag from your hands, making eye contact with you, then bowing, you following suit. he then turns on his feet and begins walking home.

“wait! let me walk you home,” you catch up with him, waving goodbye to your friends through the store window. “so.. you just came from cram school?” he sighs and removes both air-buds from his ears, placing them in his pocket. “yes.” he answers bluntly. “oh, is it good? i really need to start.. y’know, actually caring about my schoolwork.” you glance at him. “it’s fine. it’s a nice place to study.” he slightly shrugs, not sparing a look in your direction. “that’s good!” you smile at him, happy that you’re finally breaking through his shell, even if it’s just a little bit. a silence followed you the rest of the way to his house, and you both stop at his apartment door. “are your parents home?” he looks at you as he unlocks the door knob, “no.” you beam at him, “oh, then if you’re not busy, can we study together? please?” he looks as if he’s gonna say no, but you interrupt him. “pleasepleaseplease! i’ll stop bothering you during school, i promise! and i’ll buy you whatever you want from that convenience store next time we meet!”

he stares at you for several seconds before finally speaking up, “okay. please don’t think this means we’ll be studying together often.” he lets you in, taking off his shoes and stepping into his house slippers, glancing behind him as you cheer, sarcastically remarking "wow, love you too." and step inside, closing the door behind you.

with time, you find yourself sitting next to sieun at his dining table, your notes and previously failed test in front of you, while sieun is writing down what seems to be practice english. despite what sieun said about not making your study sessions a normal thing, you find yourself at his home at first twice a week, then three times, then four, and eventually it becomes a total of five times a week, not counting the times you convince him to go with you to random places like a park or cafe. you both become good friends, and even though you promised not to bother him during school hours, you discover that you enjoy his company whenever you want to just chill. as the weeks turn into months, you became more and more casual and as a result, affectionate with him. words of affirmation was the way you expressed your appreciation and love for the people around you, and sieun was no exception. the first time you told him "i love you," he was.. startled to say the least. you asked him if that was okay for you to say, only as friends of course, and he agreed. nonetheless, you don’t feel the need to be perfect or completely likeable or 100% positive whenever you’re with him. his lack of expectations from you is.. freeing.

it was the last day before finals, and you had prepared. oh boy, you’d prepared so hard that you believed you would get at the very least a B+ letter grade. all the stress and studying will defientely pay off, you thought, and you felt you deserved a treat and a break. so did sieun.

but it seems he didn’t feel the same. “sieunnn, pleaaasseee,” you whined as you laid completely flat on the ground in front of the table, pouting as he didn’t even glance up to look at you. “we deserve a breakkk! we’ve been working our asses off, and plus, i heard that you shouldn’t cram before a test because it stresses out your brain and makes you forget what you learned!”

he sighs and mumbles. “that’s not true, and you know it, [name].” you close your eyes and sigh “i knowww,” you mumble to yourself, sighing with discontent. “i just want... i just want us to take a break,” you sit up and move to sit as close to him as humanly possible. “you’ve always worked so hard, and you deserve a break. a good, long, and satisfying break.” you reach over and hug his waist, leaning over slightly and resting your forehead on his shoulder.

he’s used to your overly affectionate demeanor at this point; he’s seen it time and time again in the classroom, in the cram school you joined to help your grades (and to be with him), and when you both went out together, you routinely and quite casually saying "love you," or "i love you," or some variation of the sort. he never returns the words and he pretends to not care, but in reality, he likes it. just a little- he would never admit it to you, though.

he glances at you but pays your words no mind, continuing to write on the paper in front of him. “sieun!! if you don’t stop studying right now, i’ll.. i’ll do something! something shocking that you would never expect, and then you’d be forced to stop. so, you better stop now on your own will.” you remove your arms from him and sit up straight.

you don’t catch the air that he forcefully exhales from his nose, “like what?” once again not sparing you a single glance.

oh. you didn’t think that far ahead. “you didn’t think that far ahead, did you?” how did he read your mind!? trying to think fast before he makes a fool out of you, you do the first thing that comes to mind- what you’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.

you lean towards him, slightly moving forward to kiss his cheek. he stops writing, and his head slowly turns to yours, making eye contact with you. your heart, aching for more since when you first started crushing on him, take the chance to lean forward again and place a kiss on his lips. as you’re pulling away, you smile as you notice his eyes are closed. “is.. is that okay?” you smile as a timid and small grin appears on his lips. if you weren’t looking at him as intensely as you were, you would’ve missed the single nod he gave to you.

“i have an idea,” you place your hands on his knees, “you’re always teaching me things and helping me study- now it’s my turn to teach you.”

you moaned quietly into his mouth as you continued to kiss him, gently rubbing his thigh. the two of you were now in his room and on his bed, lips swollen but still hungry for more. after teaching him the basics of kissing 101 ™, he quickly got the hang of things. turns out studying is better for more than just good grades.

you pull away, and idea popping into your head. “wait,” you giggle at the way he slightly moves forward, chasing your lips. “i wanna try something, if you don’t mind.” he looks at you with curiousity. “what is it?” “can you.. sit on my lap?” you quickly continue upon seeing the look on his face. “i mean, only if you want to of course, i don’t wanna move too fast or pressure-”

“okay,” he cuts your rambling off and stands up, gesturing for you to move back onto the frame of his bed. you beam and move to the affirmentioned spot, avoiding eye contact as he climbs onto his bed, and into your lap. he looks down at you, getting used to the elevated angle. “like this?” you nod excitedly, not wasting time before you made kissy-lips at him. he takes the hint, barely hesitating before he leans down, lips meeting yours.

now, you’d taught him about other places people would kiss during a makeout session, like their cheek and jaw, but you did not expect him to try and go for it on the first day. he breaks away from you, his kisses moving from your lips to the corner of your mouth and lower, eventually reaching your neck. on instinct, you let out a quiet “ah!” eyes shooting open before closing just as fast. you feel as he kisses and kisses your neck, and you feel like you’re in heaven. his lips are so soft, and they feel so good, you don’t ever want him to sto-

“ow!” you yelp as he immediately stops his assault on your neck. “did i hurt you?” he looks back into your eyes, concern on his features. “no, no, it’s okay, i just wasn’t expecting you to.. bite so hard.” you reach up and run your hands through his hair. “keep going, please,”

you smile and close your eyes as he leans down, this time nipping and biting much softer than before. “ah,” you whine, “love you, love you,” you bring him closer to your chest, and he re-adjusts his legs to either side of your body, his hands tightening on both your shoulders. it feels so good, he feels so good.

minutes go by as the both of you take turns kissing and giving each other hickeys, deciding to slow down when it nears time for you to go.

your phone on his bedside table buzzes once, than twice, then three times. his forehead is resting on your shoulder as you tap him. “okay, i have to go sieun.” you smile at the soft sigh he heaves as he climbs out of your lap, going over to his desk and closing his books.

time goes by as you go back out of his room, taking your time packing all your study equipment before heading towards the door to take off the (favourite color) slippers sieun got specifically for when you visit, and putting on your regular shoes. turning towards him you readjusted the bag you had, smiling at the boy in front of you. "i had so much fun, sieun," you open your arms out and pull him into a hug, enjoying the way he gently hugs you back, almost as if you were made of porcelain, not wanting to hurt or break you, ever.

he doesn't respond as you lean your head onto his shoulder, deeply sighing and closing your eyes, not ever wanting this moment to end. alas, he pulls away first, looking at you with those pretty eyes of his, "you should.. you should come back tomorrow."

the smile that appears on your face is incomparable to any smile you've ever had. the warmth that floods your body is enough to satisfy you, and for the first time with him, you become shy and look at the ground before turning back around to open the door. "i will," meeting his eyes for the last time tonight, you wave at him before two words instinctively leave your mouth; "love you!"

he smiles the tiniest smile and quietly responds, "love you too."

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post story note: omg when i tell you i sat down for an hour and literally wrote half the story last night SJJSSJ I LITERALLY COULDN'T STOP. what did you guys think?? im thinking of writing a part two, but im not sure yet. i hope sieun didn't seem too ooc, i had trouble writing him during the makeout session 😭. let me know what you guys think! here is part two btw!

#sieun yeon x reader #sieun yeon imagines #sieun x reader #kdrama x reader #kdrama!sieun x reader #kikisficz #weak hero class 1 x reader #weak hero class one x reader #weak hero class 1 fic

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tenpintsof-sundrop · 5 months

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Okay again with this whole 'AO3 needs an app' bs - people are saying that one of the best features of fake unofficial apps they have used is that it keeps track of fics you have already read.

1) AO3 highlights links you have already clicked on before (this does expire after some time, and it differs between desktop and mobile, but it's something).

2) Why the fuck do people act like it's such a crime to click on or re-read a fic you have already read before?

This is just a huge problem for me as a fanfic writer, and it does fall in line with people constantly asking me for sequels to fics or asking me to make fics longer when I have a huge backlog of similar fics or fics with my similar style - you don't constantly need a stream of brand new fics. You don't.

Most fanfic readers today are spoiled brats.

Having thousands of people on the internet at your fingertips who enjoy the same show you do and enjoy the same characters you do, actively providing you with hundreds of thousands of words of fiction for free - it is a privilege.

You would not have survived in the days when people had to mail each other hard copies of fics or when most of the fics on websites were one or two chapters in and then abandoned forever and you were lucky to find a fic that was finished. But even then it was probably riddled with grammar errors and funky ANs because it was written by a middle schooler. Because every single fanfiction writer was a middle schooler back then.

Please, please - learn to reread old fics without complaining about it. "Ugh, that feeling when you click on the perfect fic only to find out partway through that you have read it before."

If you are reading so much fic that you can't even tell them apart in the first few lines or paragraphs, that means you are blindly consuming fics rather than appreciating them. If you think that finding out you have read a fic before is a disappointment - you are a problem.

If you get partway through a fic and find out you have read it before, fucking enjoy it. Leave the author a nice comment telling them how much their fic captured your attention.

Fanfiction authors do this for free. And you eat up all their work so quickly and then ask for more, and then have the gall to complain when you 'accidentally' click on the same fic twice. Please - check yourself.

You don't need an AO3 app, you need to gain some patience and understanding and appreciation for the people who make your favourite form of entertainment in this mass consumption tiktok era.

Also, just in case I have to say it - reading and commenting on really old fics is not cringe. AO3 and even Tumblr is not fucking Instagram - if you go back and comment on someone's work from six years ago, you won't seem like a creepy stalker, you will seem like a cool explorer. You will make the author's day bright. So please, please - I dare you to go into your favourite AO3 tag, and go all the way back to the oldest page, find something you like - and leave a comment on it. Read older fics. Please!!!

#sundrop speaks #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 app #archive of our own #eddie munson x reader #jason todd x reader #ellie williams x reader #spencer reid x reader #mike schimdt x reader

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