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jjunieworld · 13 days

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𓍼 ˋ✮ TXT MASTERLIST minors dni with my nsfw works or you’ll be blocked!

key: fluff (☁️), angst (🌪️), smut (🥛), smau (📲), written series (📖), one shot (📓), drabble (📄), other (💬), ongoing (🎬), completed (📨), hiatus (📪), discontinued (🗑️) note: for my works, i consider drabbles to be under 2k words. ∿ [ continue on to . . . works in progress or request ]

𓍼 ˋ✮ OT5/MULTI

jjunieworld's 2024 valentine's day event having another member's photocard in your phone⌇💬,☁️ you called your pet "baby" and not them⌇💬,☁️ txt as mitski lyrics⌇💬,🌪️,☁️

𓍼 ˋ✮ YEONJUN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

romeo & juliet⌇📲,☁️,🗑️ the hybe theatre club has an unspoken belief, whoever plays romeo and juliet in the annual play each year will end up falling in love with each other. this year, you and the person you hate the most get casted together.

lip gloss!⌇1.9k - 📄,🥛,☁️ while getting ready for your date, yeonjun notices how you kept licking your lips after applying your lip gloss. let’s just say you don’t make it to your date as planned…

𓍼 ˋ✮ SOOBIN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

all for a bet⌇📲,🌪️,📨 choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. you... not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can't get you to date him in a month. unfortunately for you, you're a hopeless romantic.

the great bake off!⌇8.6k - 📓,☁️ spilt milk [part two]⌇4.0k - 📓,🥛 after getting fired from your job as a pizza delivery driver, you’re in desperate need to find a new job before you get kicked out of your apartment. that’s when you hear about the local bakery looking for employees. thinking, “why not? i’ve worked with dough before!”, you apply and actually get the job. that’s when you and the son of the bakery’s owner decide that it would be fun to compete to see who can make the most baked goods for a prize.

from the start⌇3.1k - 📓,☁️,🌪️ you never really understood the saying “you’ll always remember your first love,” but that was before you fell in love with your bestfriend soobin. now all of it makes sense. you notice everything about him, from his dimpled smile to the way he could go on and on about the things he loves. and that just makes you fall for him more. cupid has shot an arrow through your heart and you can’t take keeping your feelings for him inside anymore.

lather⌇2.5k - 📄,🥛 to help raise money for charity you and your friends make your way over to the rich neighborhood to handwash cars in your best skimpy bathing suits and clothing.

𓍼 ˋ✮ BEOMGYU 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

"kiss the prettiest girl in the room"⌇2.3k - 📓,☁️ you and your bestfriend beomgyu decide on going to a new year’s eve party so you’re not bored at the start of the new year. the party goers suggest that you all should play truth or dare. one of beomgyu’s friends decides to dare him to kiss the prettiest girl in the room, knowing you have a crush on him.

don't delete the kisses⌇9.3k - 📓,🌪️,🥛 two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu. two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends. now he’s an up and coming musician and you see his face and hear his music almost everywhere in your local town; not knowing that the songs he writes are about you.

more than this?⌇3.1k - 📓,🥛 when beomgyu asked you to be fuck buddies, you thought it was risky considering your already growing feelings for him. but, you just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be close to him in any way that you could. now you’re wondering if the two of you will ever be anything more than this.

𓍼 ˋ✮ TAEHYUN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

february 14th⌇13.6k - 📓,🌪️,☁️ this has to be the worst day of your life. and just your luck, the day keeps repeating. over and over again. and you don’t know why. you get to relive the same day where you finally garner the courage to ask your crush, kang taehyun, out and get to relive the part where he rejects you each time.

6:41am⌇0.9k - 📄,☁️ you’re awoken early in the morning from taehyun’s alarm to go to the gym and decide to go with him. you end up distracting him from his routine with your staring and decide to encourage him with kisses to help him.

meet cute⌇1k - 📄,☁️ you had a thought and a dream, you were going to be a magician. so you did what one who wants to be a magician does next, you went to a magic store. and what did you do? accidentally knock over a shelf of bang snaps and came face to face with an actual magician.

𓍼 ˋ✮ HUENINGKAI 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

stupid cupid!⌇6.5k - 📓,☁️ hueningkai, better known as cupid, is known for his art in helping people fall in love. shooting his arrows here and there, getting those who are meant to be together. what happens when after he shoots one of his love arrows at you, the other one somehow ends up hitting him?

spin the bottle⌇1.4k - 📄,☁️ you’re what people like to call a “wallflower.” your more extroverted friends have been doing everything in their power to try and break you out of that. so they dragged you along to a party and somehow you’re stuck playing spin the bottle with people you barely know.

a bed in your shape⌇1.4k - 📄,🌪️ a life in your eyes [part two]⌇7k - 📓,🌪️,🥛 for as long as you could remember, you’ve been in love with your bestfriend kai. the only problem is, he never loved you back. yet, you can’t stop imagining your life with him.

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humiliationstories124 · 4 months

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New college friends get a show

My junior year in college, I went for a study abroad program in Australia. This was a big step for me. I was a naïve farm boy from rural Pennsylvania. I had never been on an airplane before. My mom is afraid of heights; my dad is afraid of water. That combination meant that any family vacations were limited to short jaunts in the car.

My social development was a bit hindered by my upbringing. Growing up, my mom's best friend had been a duck. I, myself, wasn't quite that sheltered, but I still had missed out on many of the social opportunities of my peers. My mom was a neat freak, and thus never let me invite any friends over.

So, going to Australia was my first opportunity to escape the (over)protective wings of my mother. Maybe 10,000 miles was overkill -- but I had gone as far away from home as possible. The "you must be home by 9pm on weekends" and other assorted rules imposed by my mother would no longer apply.

Although I was now free of my familial restrictions, I was still a shy guy. I hadn't yet learned how to be comfortable in social settings with other people. For the most part, my Australian experience consisted of going to class, going to the beach (by myself), and teaching myself how to cook.

One thing I learned through my Lonely Planet Guide was that there was a nearby nude beach in Swanbourne. It was just a bus ride, followed by a short train ride, away. It became my escape. The farm boy in me loved nature. The introvert in me was uncomfortable among people. But, I could venture off to the beach by myself. The beach was never really that crowded, and I could set myself up on a towel and enjoy some solitude, either reading a book, watching the waves, or just taking a nap.

I really didn't make that many friends at university. A few times, people invited me out, but the shy guy in me said "no" even though I didn't have any plans.

Many of my classes were quite large; i.e. 200 students in a big theatre-type classroom. It was easy to blend into the crowd and go un-noticed. However, one of my classes (cross-cultural psychology) had just 15 students in it. It was a late afternoon class, and thus was probably half comprised of "non-traditional" students at the university, which did cater to a large commuter population (as opposed to residents like me).

In the class, we would often arrange our chairs in a circle and have group discussions. In my other lectures, I could safely avoid being called upon. But, in a class of just 15, you really couldn't hide. So, this was really the first opportunity that a small segment of my classmates had an opportunity to get to know me, as I presented my ideas in class.

Following one of the classes, two guys asked me if I wanted to go grab a drink. My brain was thinking "no", but for once, the inner introvert was overruled. I guess it was helped that these guys seemed "normal" in class, and so I conceded.

They took me to a bar in Freemantle. With a few drinks, the conversation began to flow a little more easily. It was obvious (from my accent) that I was an American, and they asked the typical questions about where I was from, how I liked Australia, etc. One commented on my tan and cautioned me about the hole in the ozone above Australia. I acknowledged that I was aware of the hole, but I just loved the beach too much. The other asked me what beach was my favorite. I replied, "Cottesloe."

"Oh, are you sure it isn't Swanbourne?" the other asked me.

"No, I don't go there," I said, blushing.

"Are you sure?" asked the other.

I don't know why they were pestering me with such questions. I was embarrassed to admit I went to a nude beach. I pretended that I had never been. However, for some reason, I sensed they knew otherwise. Maybe they were scholars of psychology and I was not a good liar? But, then I started questioning myself -- maybe they had seen me at the nude beach? Was that possible? I had no recollection of ever seeing them there.

It's probably no surprise, I was still a virgin at this point in my life. In fact, I really hadn't even contemplated my sexuality. I assumed I was straight. I had no experience to back up that assumption. I also had no experience in identifying if others were gay. Well, basically, I thought all gay men were like Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.

Yet, something about these two men from my psychology class made me start questioning. I ran through various scenarios in my head, and I concluded that these two men were boyfriends.

I really can't explain how the thoughts in my brain evolved. I was confused by the interest of these two men. Was it just the Australian friendliness, and I was reading way too much into it? No one had ever really gone out of their way to befriend me before, and while I was confused, I was also becoming aware that I liked the attention.

Sometime before the next class, I concocted a "scheme". Granted, it wasn't all that well thought out of a scheme. It was a chess game, and I was only thinking of my next move. That afternoon, I put on a scooped tank top. It was my favorite tank top. It was probably more appropriate for the gym than for a class, but then again, everything in Australia was so relaxed (many students even went barefoot to class). The deep arm scoops in the side of the tank top gave good visibility to the sides of my pecs when I raised my arms. And, although I was no muscle god, years of working on the family farm had given me a lean body that, admittedly, I enjoyed looking at naked in the mirror.

I also wore my favorite pair of umbro shorts. Designed to allow unrestricted movement while sprinting during a soccer game, the umbros had considerably wider leg openings than most shorts. I had modeled these shorts in front of a mirror many times before. I knew that, when positioned just so, it was easy to see up the leg holes of these shorts.

So, for that next class, I deliberately selected a seat in the circle sitting directly opposite my two new friends (they always sat side-by-side in class). The classroom was just a circle of desks/chairs, with nothing in the middle. I knew that the two guys would have the ability to take an unrestricted view up my shorts. But would they even look?

I can't even recall what that lecture was about. I was focused on my 'tease' of the two guys. I didn't feel threatened by them. I knew they were boyfriends, and thus they weren't seeking something sexual with me. But, if they liked to look, I was going to let them take a peek.

My suspicions were rather quickly confirmed. I would look over to either my left or right when another student was speaking, and when I returned my vision straight ahead, I would notice the two guys quickly looking away from me.

We went out to drink after the class and several that followed. These guys were becoming my first two friends. A couple times we went to bars, and I learned of the Australian custom of "shouting". Basically, if it was someone's birthday, they bought the entire bar a round. It was a nice surprise of getting a free drink and not even knowing the person.

However, my 21st birthday was approaching, and I was nervous. I was finally coming out of my shell. You only have one 21st birthday, right? But, I knew that I couldn't afford to buy a round of drinks for an entire bar. So, I was contemplating staying in on my birthday.

Ryan and Paul knew my birthday was coming up, and at first did not understand my apprehension about going out on my birthday. "Don't worry. It's custom -- but you don't *have* to do it," Ryan explained.

"Oh," I said, feeling quite relieved.

They arranged to pick me up on Friday night and take me out. Rather than the typical sports bar where we went and watched footy (or rugby), they said they had a different place in mind.

The first thing that struck me when we walked into this place called Connections was the drag queens. I asked Paul, "Is this a gay bar?"

"Yes, it's a gay bar. But, in Australia, it's not like America. Both straights and gays go to the gay bars. Straight people come here because they love the drag shows," Ryan replied.

Still, as I looked around, this bar seemed to be about 85% men. And some of the women -- I wasn't entirely sure they were women.

Perhaps I hadn't thought far enough ahead in this chess game. I had assumed that Ryan and Paul just had "friendly interests" in me. Why did they bring me to a gay bar?

So, we walk up to the bar. Ryan greets the bartender, who appears to know him. "Guess what, it's our mate, James's birthday," Ryan says.

"Oh, so a round on you, eh?" the bartender says, looking directly at me.

"No, no. I can't," I say, turning to my two friends.

"But, you have to. It's your birthday," says the bartender.

"I can't," I reply, beginning to think how miserable my 21st birthday was becoming.

Ryan turns to the bartender and says, "I guess we have to invoke the exception alternative for James."

"Alternative exception?" I ask.

"On your birthday," the bartender says, "you have one of two options. Either you shout a round for the bar -- or you strip to your birthday suit!"

"Wait -- what?" I stammer.

Ryan replies, "Yes, those are the two options."

"Oh shit!" I think to myself. I look around the bar. There's probably 150 to 200 people. But fortunately, I don't know any of these people...well, except for Ryan and Paul. I didn't have anywhere near enough cash on me to buy a round for the whole bar. It was apparent I had no other choice.

I took off my shirt.

"Wait," the bartender said, "You're stripping?"

"Yes," I replied meekly.

The bartender then turned around and reached up and rang a bell. "Birthday boy in the house!" he screams.

Oh man, this was way more attention than I had expected. Now it seemed like all 200 people were looking at me. Although, I guess at first, they were scanning the bar trying to figure out whose birthday it was. But, I presume that became apparent as I started taking off my shirt.

"Take it off. Take if off!" a few guys started chanting from a nearby table.

I can't say that I gave a seductive strip show by any means. Instead, it was really more of a 'get this done as fast as possible'. I unbuttoned my shorts, and pushed my shorts and underwear down. I was wearing flip-flops, and thus it was rather easy to step out of my shorts and underwear. I put my clothes on the barstool next to me.

I noticed Paul pick up my clothes and hand them over the bar to the bartender. For my safekeeping, I presumed, so that no one would steal them.

Not even Ryan's giving Paul a high-five made me realize that in fact, *they* were stealing them.

So, at that point, my hopes for my 21st birthday became 'sit at this bar, with my back to everyone, and drink until it's over.'

However, Ryan and Paul would have none of that. First, they insisted we play a game of darts. I couldn't help but feel that the patrons at the bar were taking more than the typical level of interest in an 'USA vs Australia' game of bar darts.

Then, they insisted we should dance. At first, it was line dancing, and I managed to hide near the middle of the floor. For some reason, though, the 1 or 2 lines of people in front of me would seem to fall apart as the song continued, and I found myself in the front line as we 'boot scootin' boogied' on the dance floor.

Ryan asked me what my favorite song was, and I replied, "It's Not Right, it's OK" (Whitney Houston).

Ryan went to the DJ and made a request. Next thing I know, "my" song is playing. Paul points to a box (a stage/platform) and tells me to hop up. "No, no. I can't," I protest. But, Ryan and Paul each grab me under one armpit and hoist me onto the stage. I can't help it; it's my favorite song. I danced.

For some reason, whoever was the lighting/stage manner at the club, instead of rotating the light around the dance floor like I had usually seen done, was instead shining the light directly at my box. It was kinda blinding, to be honest.

Then the unexpected happened. Well, I guess it shouldn't have been too unexpected. When I used to dance alone, by myself, naked in front of the mirror at home, as I would sway from side to side, my dick would become longer and longer, until it became hard.

Whitney was doing it to me again. The beat was too catchy. And I could tell that as my penis was flopping around, I had reached the 'point of no return'. As much as I was trying to mentally stop it, the floodgates had been released and inflation was a one-way proposition at this point. By the time the song ended, I was pointing nearly straight up (like 11pm on a compass dial).

I jumped off the stage, and Ryan and Paul caught me. Each one managed to catch an arm. At that moment, a young man walked up and asked if he could take a photo of the three of us. I started to say "N...", but Ryan had already said "Yes" to the guy. Paul was on my left; Ryan was on my right. The way I had landed, I had wound up with one hand on each of their shoulders. As I tried to move my hands to cover my privates, Ryan and Paul each gripped one of my arms pinning it to the back of their shoulders. "Oh my god," I thought to myself, "This stranger is taking a picture of me completely naked."

Then, Paul pulls his phone out of his left pocket and hands it to the stranger. "Can you take one with my phone, please?"

"No way!" I thought to myself. It was one thing if it were a stranger, but this is a person I know. These two guys -- my classmates -- are going to have photos of me completely naked. But, in a couple instants, it was over, and the phone was back in Paul's pocket.

I don't remember much more of that night. I know there were a few more times that guys walked up to me, or more often to Paul and Ryan, and asked them if they could take a picture of me. At that point, I had become numb to it. The alcohol had loosened me up a bit. "What, you've never seen an American dick?" I teased one guy as he stood taking photos of me.

When the night was finally over, I walked up to the bar and the bartender handed me my clothes. A young man sitting at the bar asked me, "In America, is it a tradition that a guy strips naked in a bar on his birthday?"

"No, not in America; it's not," I replied.

"Then why did you do it?" he asks me.

"Because it's a custom in Australia," I reply.

"No, it's not," the young man says.

And then I notice that Ryan, Paul, and the bartender have the biggest, shit-eating grin on their faces that I have ever seen in my life.

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quietpagan · 3 months

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Puss in Boots: The Last Wish and yes I'm late, so sue me

I wasn't going to watch any of the PiB movies but I heard 'Death' was a character, so

First two minutes: It's GORGEOUS and here's an entire post of me freaking out over the visual mastery of this film

If I'd seen this in theatres today I'd get kicked out for gasping so much

I can't even

The animation style is so beautiful I'm gasping out loud and had to stop three minutes in to begin this post, it's wild. The particles - !

LOOK AT THE TEXTURE OF THE LEATHER HAT. THE ANIMATORS ARE FLEXING AND THEY ARE FLEXING HARD.

Every single frame of this film is a goddamn work of art. Look at the stars on the wooden ceiling. Look at the lighting.

Even the reflection in the glass, holy shit

They need to stop flexing before I have a frickin heart attack here

Also thank you for putting actual blood and not just a reddish cut, actual dripping blood, thank you :)

This is such a love letter to animation and art and I'm here for it

The scene transitions are absolute *chef's kiss*

THEY ACTUALLY *BEEPED* OUT A SWEAR WORD it's a third of the way through and this is my new favorite movie

Each glitter particle glistens in its own moment, I cannot

I feel like a lot of modern movies have some weird fear of putting genuine color into a film. WELL NOT HERE FOLKS. ABSOLUTE PSYCHODELIC COLOR EXPLOSIONS THROUGHOUT.

What the fuck, that escalated quickly

SIR WHAT ARE YOUR QUALIFICATIONS?

THe dog has a potty mouth and every swear word is BEEP'd out and he swore a LOT

I love how all of the characters just rant the fuck off in Spanish when they get mad

I didn't see the other Puss movies but Softpaws?? Was declawed at some point?? That's so mean?? that's literally amputations omg her poor hands

And she left Puss at the altar at the same time that HE left HER at the altar, these assholes deserve each other at this point because absolutely nobody else will put up with either of them on a serious level

except for the dog, who deserves the world. LOOK AT HIM

Kitty wasn't going to wait for a egocentric asshat to put down his ego for her, YOU GO GIRL

somebody put the puppy in a sock and tried to drown him omg

he has the saddest backstory but he's just happy to have his life and his friends, whereas Puss had nine lives and didn't appreciate any of them, okay, I get it now

The dog actually calmed Puss down from a panic attack and you could hear his heartbeat calming and it was really sweet

The framing of this film is fantastic. Also, Death? Actual Death? The thing that Puss wasn't aware he was afraid of or even needed to be afraid of yet was running from his entire life? Such an incredible villain

I can't concentrate on anything else about the movie because everything is just so goddamn pretty.

The movements and the visuals are just a little bit choppy and a little unfinished, making every still look like a painting. It's so stylized and wonderfully so

jesus christ what a visual callback

Okay movie's done and I can talk now

THE CAT LADY i love her <3

I appreciate that Goldilocks finally accepted her family but it's okay to want other things, I think, as long as you're not taking for granted what you currently have. That said, they're definitely going to have to talk it out because stuff like that doesn't just go away with a quip and a new business plan

One that note, the fucking cricket was hilarious. John Mulaney's character was a riot and I appreciate the cricket giving up on him as a bad job.

I was worried about Death's defeat being a bit of a cop-out but it wasn't. Death was angry that Puss was given so many lives and appreciated exactly none of them, thinking himself invincible forever, not understanding consequences because they never really applied to him, so they decided to cheat and take his last one early. But Puss accepted his mortality and began to appreciate his last life properly, so Death let him live it. It was done well.

I don't really like the 'tough girl no trust femme fatale love interest' thing, I think it's tired and overwrought, so Kitty wasn't my favorite, but I liked her anyway. And I liked that she's able to poor-little-meow-meow Puss when he least expects it.

The doctor scene where we went through each of Puss's lives was storyboarded so beautifully, even the title cards were gorgeous

the fight scenes are so pretty

I can't do anything besides gush over how fucking pretty this film was, I'm useless

Anyway watch the film, it's just a masterpiece and the music was fantastic and I loved the whole thing

#puss in boots #puss in boots the last wish #dreamworks puss in boots #dreamworks the last wish

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mofffun · 7 months

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G-ROSSO Super Sentai stage show guide (7/2023)

Theatre G-Rosso is located within the theme park Tokyo Dome City. The theme park had a long history of Hero Shows running back to the 70s. The theatre was established in 2009 as a permanent indoor stage. There are 4 seasons each year with showings on weekends and holidays. Suidobashi station is a little closer than Korakuen/Kasuga subway. I visited it for the first time in July 2023.

Ticketing

Seats

Post-show activities

Merch

Review

TICKETING

G-rosso ticketing depends on which seasons really. Tickets should be plentiful for the first two seasons, especially S2/August when they show every day. S3 and S4 with the face actors might be harder but the show runs for 3 months too so it should be possible.

ticket types + availibility / show schedule

There are three classes of G-rosso tickets (single adult admission) :

Premium (¥2500): first 3 rows + special gift

General (¥1900): rest of the theatre

Free Seating (¥1500): same-day showings for the last 5 rows at the end of the theatre. cash only, vending machine at the door.

You can of course book online through a proxy (bypassing japanse phone verification) but I think you can save that fee especially if you're staying for more than a week in Japan. For S2, I was able to buy the last Premium ticket for the next day (Saturday), and there were enough general seats available. Can't say for sure the same applies to S3/4 with face actors. As a foreigner, the most convenient way is to buy a ticket is from the convenience store Family Mart. Find any store with the photocopier-looking machine and follow the instructions to choose the show times and pricing, pay with cash at the counter and the staff will print you a paper ticket. same go for photo ops and handshake.

(Free Seating vending machine, photo ops ticket)

CHOOSING A SEAT

The theatre is two stories high and you can see the seating plan here. I was in the third row mid-right. What surprised me was how close to the stage the first rows are, barely an arm's distance. At one point Kuwagata Ohger leaned on the railing of the first row. The actors would also walk up to interact with the audience.

I think if you want to enjoy the whole stage and not aiming at the special gift, you can skip the Premium ticket and get a few rows further back. Another recommended seat is Row L just between the two blocks. That's where Spider Kumonos descends UPSIDE DOWN from the sky right in front of your eyes.

If for some reason you g-rosso on a whim / sneaked it into the schedule, the free entry ticket is available only at the vending machine on-site with cash. It's designated to the last rows but staff aren't strict on you moving if the theatre is not crowded.

(view from middle block)

PHOTO OPS & HANDSHAKE

as you'd've seen in commercials, you can pay extra to take a photo (with red only!) (¥1100) and shake hands (with all six) of the heroes (¥600) after the show. The tickets for those are available prior online and in convenience stores too, but if you ask the staff, they'll let you buy one with cash on an old-fashioned vending machine. Since it's my first time attending G-rosso, I did the whole package with birthday perks (no id checked).

A new backstage tour is available since August. Lottery ticketing required.

(merch haul)

MERCH

The most iconic G-rosso exclusive merch is probably the hero hand light. I didn't really see a lot of kids holding it so I kinda forgot about it in the rush. the other true exclusive is a wooden plaque gashapon machine (¥300). There were booths for name badges for kids and you can get a bromide for ¥440. There was a cart selling DX toys and plushies. The special stuff is some toei online store acrylic stands, the muffler towel, cup and plate. Outside you'd find the food stall with collab items like popcorns and drinks with an original coaster.

(Collab menu with coasters, Exclusive wood plaque)

(kids play area, past hero show posters)

REVIEW

As a kid's show the japanese won't be too difficult but I was so captivated by the action I wasn't really listening to the words. The plot is easy enough to follow though, and the website says an English pamphlet is available for borrowing (but I forgot to ask). It feels so professional compared to park stage shows but so tangible compared to tv. They make good use of the space with an under-stage pit/trampoline and the high ceiling with platforms and wires. my eyes were busy darting when the action was in one corner and then next. childhood wonder!!

leaving the theatre is a row of gashapon machines and a kids' play area with all the DX toys (:( no adults) and when you go up the escalator, on the side of the theatre entrance is a wall of pass hero show posters!

(i barely have any coherent notes about this) the plot is there's a cicada MOTW and he is brainwashed to make the earth's temperature rise and make evil clones of the team. Rita, raised in the land of snow, is bad at heat and went to sit in a corner and covered their head with the mantle. When facing their/Gira's evil clone, they said 'i'll just cut down both of them'. My notes said 'someday Rita is even gonna plead innocence for the bugs'. six of them roll call together with jeramie!! i was watching papillon-sama's fight style the whole time. and there were trampolines and flips and cartwheels and white spider man falling from the sky while the digital background zooms in and out and legit tears when we started cheering for the heroes. it's an experience okay.

(outside the theatre)

#super sentai #g rosso #kingohger #ohsama sentai king ohger #tokutrip #mon mon #tokyo #japan #tokusatsu #had this written up mid aug tor dou yi ga sin post hehheh

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mothgodofchaos · 1 year

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I'm trying to get fics out before going on hiatus until a little after the first of the year (family vacation). So please enjoy soft jailbird.

Yancy x GN!Reader, TW: none Words: 1010

Yancy awoke on the couch, rubbing his face as he groaned. He lays there for a moment, angry at the world for his awakeness. He hears you back in your bedroom, which gets him to sit up. He’s been crashing on your couch for a couple weeks at this point, but he’s begun to feel like he’s overstaying his welcome, even with how much you reassure him that he’s welcome to stay. Frankly, he’s not used to this type of hospitality being extended to him, not with how long he was locked up for.

But you, you were the one that made all the butterflies in his stomach come to life. You were the one that opened your doors to him when he thought the world had turned its back on him. He hadn’t told you, and didn’t plan on telling you, but he applied for parole only because of your encouragement. He didn’t have any family, any friends in this world. Just you. You showed him that life is more than what he was given, and the circumstances that he found himself in. That the choices he made mattered. Life was his to choose.

He listened as you bustled about in your back bedroom, grinning to himself as he heard you softly humming, specifically one of the songs he had been writing. Between applying for jobs and trying to get connected in the community, he spent his time writing music for the local theatre program. With his criminal record, he couldn’t actually participate, but he’s working with a lawyer to have his record expunged. More things he didn’t want to tell you, just because he didn’t want to hurt you with disappointment if it didn’t work.

As he works on making the morning coffee, a flash of blue on his arm catches his attention. He grumbles, typically meaning that his tattoos have changed yet again, but his eyes go wide as he gazes over his new ink. A chickadee and a sparrow sitting, snuggled on a branch together. His blush thickens as he quickly pulls his sleeve down to cover it, hoping you didn’t see it.

You come out a little bit later, seeing the panicked look on his face as he quickly turns so the offending ink is out of your line of sight. You squint at him, getting closer as your hand rests gently on his shoulder.

“Sparrow, you okay, songbird?”

He coughs into his fist to try and hide his blush from you. You started calling him “songbird” due to his musical hobbies, his last name of Sparrow, and his time as a jailbird. It was fitting, and it took everything in him to not be consumed by his blush the first time you called him it. His pals back in the prison were worried that they were going to need to take him to the medical wing with how broken it made him after the conjugal visit.

“Yep, perfectly fine! Youse don’t needs to worry about mes, I’s all good. Just something in my throat.”

“Yancy…”

“I’s fine! Promise!”

Your eyes look over him as he tries to play it off. You can tell he’s lying, but about what, you’re not exactly sure, so you don’t push it further until you get more evidence. He seems to almost dance around you as you move through the kitchen, making your breakfast. As much as you enjoy his dancing skills, as you’ve seen his choreography skills, you can’t help but feel like you did something. Yancy, on the other hand, is speedrunning processing his feelings.

He never really would’ve called it a crush, but it’s also been so long since he had been this close to anyone in his life. All the things you did for him, he thought, were done simply because you were a good person. He admired your heart of gold, taking in a felon when you could’ve just let him rot in that cell like he thought he was going to. But he watched your eyes, the hint of pain as you studied him, his movements.

He’d hold himself back from hugging you, touching you in the way he wanted to. The closeness that he almost yearned for, but he didn’t want to push himself at you. He couldn’t hurt more people, not more people that he cared abo-

Oh boy, this was a crush. A big one. One he had forced down into the pit of his stomach that came back in the form of a slight blush and butterflies. His eyes met yours again, only for you to take a step away from him as he reached out his other arm for you.

Fuck.

“I’s sorry, chickadee. I- I’s didn’t mean to push youse away like that.”

“No, it’s fine! You’ve just been pushing me away for the past few weeks! Everything is fine!”

The pain in your voice is clear, holding back some tears in your throat as you make eggs on the stove top. This was the moment he realized how big he fucked up. He hurt you, in the one way he thought he was saving you. His hands ball into fists for a moment as he looks to the floor, thinking through all his options. Then one goes to the tattoo, covering it with his hand. The warmth creeps back up his face, and he looks back at you longingly. His hands move to hold yours, you looking up at him in surprise. His face is now soft with a smile, looking over your face.

“May I…?”

You nod, one of his hands moving to your chin, lifting slightly as his lips softly come in contact with yours. He moves in closer, hands moving lower to lift you up as yours move to his face, holding him there as it deepens. You’re both too caught up in the moment to notice a flash of pink on his arm, a little heart and a date appearing below the tattoo.

Seems like he chose to keep it, and you.

#yancy markiplier #ahwm yancy #ahwm #yancy x reader #ahwm yancy x reader #markiplier egos #gn!reader #strong songbird #chaoswrites

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virtual-winter · 6 months

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Frozen memories #001

My Frozen story - Part 1

It's the end of October which means it's time for me to reminisce about another year of experiences with the Frozen franchise. What's extra special this time though is of course the upcoming Frozen 10th anniversary as well as an opportunity to share it with more than just a few close friends 🙂

I never saw the original Frozen in theatres. Back then in late 2013, I was relatively fresh out of school, unemployed and didn’t have much time or interest to engage in media fandoms of any kind. Things got better the following year as I attended university, beginning my studies in structural engineering and urban planning. Despite having to travel a lot every day and trying to keep up with my studies, life was relatively simple. You did the same thing every day. I was not the most sociable person but I was making good progress getting to know and working together with my fellow peers. Most of them were fresh from high school while I had been studying a bit before applying for uni so I was a little bit older than most of them.

Being in my early twenties, animation or Disney wasn't exactly anything I was paying attention to. I couldn't remember the last time I watched a Disney movie and I think I was feeling a bit out of touch with fandom culture in general.

Entering October, I happened to notice that ABC's fantasy TV-series Once upon a time was coming back for a fourth season. This wasn’t anything out of the ordinary and I had actually never watched the show before (only briefly in an ad and I remember the CGI looked really bad 🤣) but thanks to my local newspaper, I learned that actor Georgina Haig was gonna play a new role in the show. I was very fond of this Aussie gal since her small role as Henrietta in the sci-fi series Fringe 2012-2013 so I was very excited to see what her new character was about.

With hindsight, I know for sure that without Georgina’s involvement, the show would have never caught my attention. And my goodness, did this change my life 😃

Oh, and that newspaper highlight? I rediscovered it a couple of years ago👇

For those of you who (shockingly) can't read Swedish, here's what it said:

Ask about TV Elsa, queen of ice, shows up and it gets cold in Storybrooke.

Will there be new episodes of the fairy tale series? In "Once upon a time" we got to know several fairy tale characters. In the last season, Emma and Hook travelled through time which messed things up for Snow White and the Prince, and Robin Hood and Lady Marion were reunited. When the series is back in Channel 11 on October 20th, a recap episode will be broadcasted at 7PM before the saga continues at 8PM. Queen Elsa of Arendelle (Georgina Haig) shows up.

I obviously had no idea who Queen Elsa of Arendelle was (I barely even knew what story she was from). I was aware that the movie Frozen was a thing and I had seen the teaser with Olaf and Sven around Christmas 2013 but it had left no impression on me whatsoever. I had a vague idea that the song Let it go had become very popular but I didn't understand the fuss behind it. Yet.

October 20th, 2014. My first introduction to the Arendelle sisters👇

It’s hard to describe exactly what my initial reaction to watching the first few episodes was. In general (since I had no experience with the show) I was of course confused about what was going on but the consistency of the Frozen-story definitely helped. Much later on, having seen the entire series, I understood much better how the characters and their story tied into the main plot and especially Emma Swan’s character development. But at the time, it was just cool to take part of some new and (to me) pretty unique fantasy storytelling in a modern setting. For any true Oncers out there, regardless of the quality of the show as a whole, I'm sure you would agree that it was a heck of a fun ride while it lasted!

I knew for sure that I had found something that I truly loved and that was pretty rare for me. Several years back I had been pretty passionate about other franchises like Star Wars, Stargate, Fringe and Hannibal but this modern fairy-tale world was truly something different. And I know a lot of that can be said to be thanks to the Frozen-story. No offence to the main cast, but I would be lying if I didn't credit Georgina, Elizabeth Lail (Anna), Scott Michael Foster (Kristoff) and Elizabeth Mitchell (Ingrid) as the true stars of the fourth season for me! They truly helped bring their characters to life and I still can’t picture anyone else playing them outside of animation (looking at you, Frozen live action-rumours). It should also be said that compared to the rest of the show’s characters, the Frozen characters did have a very strong presence on screen, a look and a feel that was carried over beautifully to the small live-action screen. I may not have known it at the time, but it would be equally true for the original movie.

About four weeks into the season, I knew for sure that I had found something that truly resonated with med and I knew I had to watch the "source material". But that will be a thing to cover in Part 2. 😉

See ya soon!

#Frozen memories #Frozen observations #Frozen #Disney Frozen #Queen Elsa #Princess Anna #Once upon a time #frozen fandom #personal #ouat elsa #ouat anna #arendelle archives #ouat #ouat s4 #Georgina Haig #Elizabeth Lail #frozen 10

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bylerbigbang · 6 months

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Theatre and Pom Poms

Fic by @arrow-of-ravenclaw | Art by @evolpollito

Teen | 14k words

Michelle Wheeler is one of the most popular girls in school. However, after she and a few friends are arrested over winter break, Michelle's Mom comes up with an interesting punishment: she has to help out during the school's production of The Prom. It's not the worst, right? Except that means she'll be close to her arch-enemy, Willow Byers. Things get more complicated when Michelle and Willow are cast as the show's romantic leads.

Homophobia, attempted gun violence

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Three teenage girls in cheer uniforms stood in a cell on a cold December night. The group leader, Michelle Wheeler, had her face pressed against the bars. Her two friends, Dianna Henderson, and Lucy Sinclair, sat in one of the corners. The three friends had been caught, TP-ing their school's drama teacher. Mr. Clarke. "We can't be arrested," Dianna said. "This will go on my permanent record! I'm applying to schools!"

"Permanent records aren't a real thing," Michelle said. "That is something teachers made up to scare students. Besides, no school is going to deny you for a minor crime. If they did, those schools would barely let anyone in." One of the officers, Jim Hopper, entered the room. "Ms. Wheeler," he called. "Your Mom is here."

"Great," Michelle said. I'd rather spend the night in jail.

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When Michelle arrived at the front, she saw her Mom was very not happy. Karen Wheeler's arms were crossed, and, if looks could kill, the look on Karen's face could've killed the entire population of Indiana. "I've got it from here, officer," Karen said.

"Alright, Senator Wheeler," Jim said. "Have a good evening."

Jim disappeared to deal with Lucy and Diana. "What were you thinking?" Karen shrieked. "Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? To have my daughter be arrested? Are you aware that this is going to harm my reelection campaign?"

"I'm sorry," Michelle muttered.

"Sorry won't cut it," Karen snapped.

"So, what?" Michelle asked. "Are you going to ground me? Are you going to take away my phone for the entire break?"

"Oh, no," Karen said. "Mr. Clarke and I have already planned your punishment. He loved this plan so much that he agreed not to press charges if we went through with it. Your cheer skills will be used for something new this semester. You're going to be the co-choreographer for the school musical. They're doing The Prom. I've never heard of it, but you better learn quickly."

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silverjirachi · 1 year

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pssst pssst pssst come here all my high school and college students and young adults and basically everyone trying to figure out their lives let me explain to you a secret thing nobody tells you to consider when planning your life:

Location and Lifestyle.

What do I mean by this?

Well, you see my friends, throughout your early life, everyone only asks you what? What are you going to be studying? What would you like to do for a living? What would you like to be when you grow up?

And full offense, while this is a very important question to be answered, I think it is a question that needs to rely a lot more on the answers to other questions as well.

Through my life, no one asked me how I wanted to live. Who I wanted to live around. Where I wanted to be. And this led to me having a very clear vision of What I wanted to be, (theoretically, though, now that I’ve been considering more the other questions, this is coming under scrutiny) it left me feeling unfulfilled and at a loss for everything else.

So, from one person trying to figure their shit out to another, if you find yourself in a time where you and everyone else are asking “What,” please also consider:

where you want to do it

who you want to be around

how you want to live

And how your “what” will affect and be affected by all of that.

Let me give you an example.

From a very young age I had a very clear notion that I either wanted to be a writer or a performer. I went to school for theatre because I thought it would be easier to weave writing into a theatre career rather than the other way around. And that all went very well! I genuinely enjoyed going to school for theatre and don’t regret my chosen career field.

However.

Even during my education, no one prepared me for the other realities that my “what” would entail. I knew about the shit pay and that didn’t deter me. But theatre artists are also freelancers. Independent contractors. Every month or every season they must constantly be looking to secure and book new jobs because they generally do not have one, steady place that money is flowing from all year. And conceptually, I understood this, but no one ever really encouraged me to sit down and think, “Yes, it’s what I want to do, but is that how I’d like to live?”

So I entered adulthood and entered freelance, independent contractor land. And while I was doing what I wanted to do, I fucking hated it. God, did I hate it. Why? Because I realized freelancing is not the way I wanted to live. And there is a whole other discussion to be had about the gig economy and the cost of living and what have you, but that’s tangential to what I’m talking about right now. I started the #giglife and realized that I absolutely could not stand the constant pressure to get myself seen, constant need to submit to opportunities, and constant uncertainty on where money was coming from. The constant balancing of multiple schedules. The constant juggling of previous commitments and missed opportunities. The constant holding of multiple jobs at once. And let me be clear that this is not the case for all people. While there are a lot of issues with the system, I do know people who genuinely enjoy freelancing and building their own career path. But I hated it. So if you find yourself in freelancing and find that you absolutely hate it, freelancing is not for you. At least, not full time.

And when I realized I hated it, I had to sit down and have a conversation with myself. Yes, this is what I want to do, but it is not how I wanted to live. And so I changed strategies. I applied to full time, 35 to 40-hour a week jobs still in the artistic field, but not in jobs that would require me to keep freelancing. And after months, I finally got one. And let me tell you, my life changed for the better.

I am happier. Calmer. I can visualize myself sustaining this lifestyle. And it helps that my bosses are also theatre artists and the generally coolest and most chill people ever, but the difference is astounding. Now that I’ve considered my own lifestyle needs, I am beginning to restructure and restrategize how I am going to do the rest of the “what” I’d like to do.

And you might consider your lifestyle and realize you actually hate your what and that’s okay too! And who knows, I might change my mind later, but I absolutely do not at all regret changing my strategy and even changing my “what” to a degree just to better align myself with the lifestyle I need.

But please don’t only think of the doing of things in your life. Please also consider the living of it.

I add location in here too because you should also consider things like if you’d like to live in a rural area or a city, how close you’d like to be to family, etc. The career opportunities in the area you choose. Because location also does make a huge difference. It’s similar to lifestyle as it does impact it but also distinct enough to warrant being mentioned on its own.

Either way, please don’t just consider what you’d like to do. Consider how what you will do will directly impact the way you then will be living your day to day life.

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wisheduponastar · 7 months

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My Juliet (my Romeo)

For Day 2 of @oumamiweek's Oumami week. This work is inspired by the prompt : Performance/Honesty

Rantaro waits for his boyfriend, eager to find out if he got the role he's been practicing so hard for. What is the play, you may ask? The perfect one for lovers; Romeo and Juliet.

No TWs apply

“So, how’s he done?”

Rantaro looked up at Shuichi, for a second only blinking as he registered the question. Then he smiled sheepishly, “I, ah-” he brought his hand to the back of his head, “-Don’t actually know. The auditions got delayed by an hour, ‘Kichi should be about half way through his.”

“Oh, sorry,” Shuichi looked down, “Kaede wanted to know. And, I did too.”

“Kaede’s being part of the band for this year's show, right?”

Shuichi’s eyes lit up at the mention of her, “She’s leading the group, actually. Ms. Shirley approached her after auditions.”

“That’s great!” Rantaro smiled, hoping his words showed that he was genuine. “I hope Kokichi gets just as good news.”

“He’s great at acting,” Shuichi declared firmly, “What role is he going for again?”

“Mercutio.” Rantaro supplied, “He’s great at it.”

“Careful,” Shuichi tried to tease, “You’re blushing.”

“I’m daydreaming,” Rantaro corrected, “He’s talented enough to go far, and he is my boyfriend.”

“I can tell,” Shuichi’s gaze fell on the bouquet of kniphofia, clutched tightly in Rantaro’s hand and accompanied by a love-y message.

“What can I say? I’m a romantic,” Rantaro looked down at them as well, “And they symbolise good luck.”

“Shouldn’t you have given them to him before the show?”

“Kokichi said I should save any Romeo moments for after,” Rantaro looked fond for a second, “And that he wasn’t auditioning for Juliet.”

“Wasn’t he planning to, at one point?”

Rantaro looked almost sheepishly down, “Only while I was thinking of being Romeo.”

“I can imagine you as Romeo,” Shuichi offered.

“I can imagine Kokichi as Juliet.” Rantaro said, “We really would’ve been the cliche theatre couple, wouldn’t we?”

“Well, you’re still preeetty much a theatre kid, ‘Taro.”

Kokichi’s voice sounded from across the room, with an almost forced cheerfulness that made Rantaro’s heart drop. Looking at his boyfriend, Rantaro saw his slightly red eyes - hallmark of crying, and recent crying at that. Moving forward, Rantaro tried to soften his voice, “‘Kichi, how was it?”

“It-it,” Kokichi suddenly broke off, moving swiftly into Rantaro’s arms and snuggling into them. Rantaro could feel his warmth, and immediately he closed his arms around his boyfriend - hugging him tightly, trying to protect him. Rantaro could feel his boyfriend’s warmth, his boyfriend sniffling, his boyfriend… smiling.

“You little-” Rantaro cut their embrace short, glaring down at Kokichi, “You got the role, didn’t you?”

“Yup!” Kokichi’s eyes were shining, and his smile was incredibly infectious, “Can I have my congratulatory kiss now?”

“Your-” Rantaro blinked in confusion, before cutting himself off. Just as he was about to try and say something charming, Kokichi suddenly leaned into him - pulling him down slightly and kissing him. Sparks lit up in Rantaro, and a feeling of pure happiness settled in himself - just as Kokichi’s kisses always made him feel.

Pulling away, if breathing slightly heavily, Kokichi looked up at him, “And that is why I wasn’t Juliet.”

#oumami #kokichi x rantaro #rantaro x kokichi #oumami week #oumami week 2023 #alternate universe #actor au

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direwolfrules · 1 year

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3 Mandos and a Baby AU: The OCs Part 1

I have a bunch of Mando OCs that I’m just throwing into this AU willynilly because I firmly believe New Mando society wasn’t just a bunch of identical tall blondes and like 1 red head. I’m not letting Clone Wars budget constraints also constrain my imagination. Plus I need competent people to replace all the corrupt folks that get taken down and more characters to flesh out the world. A little disclaimer: only the human/near human OCs on this list have portraits because I can’t draw so I’m using Artbreeder.

Harik Vhen:

I’ve finally given everyone’s favorite theater mando a name (okay, my favorite theater mando). Harik’s family were Haat Mando’ade from the planet Vanquo, which despite technically belonging to the Republic controlled Meerian sector, has a long history of being conquered by Mandalore. After the massacre at Galidraan his family integrated into New Mandalorian society so they could survive. What was left of his clan found work in the smuggling business.

Harik’s parents taught him the True Mandalorian way of life. They had to do it in secret, but they were adamant their people’s legacy, and the legacy of Mandalore the Reformer, would not die with them.

Though they weren’t important in the least, Harik’s folks managed to get him into the Royal Academy of Government on one of Duchess Satine’s culture scholarships. His obsession with musical theatre actually had a use, who knew?

Because the Academy’s administration is elitist as hell, all the kids from lesser clans seem to get grouped together. They get the crappiest dorm rooms, the worst class schedules, and depending on the professor, the harshest grading. Harik’s been passed over for staring roles since he was eight, and has to endure the mocking of his more “noble” peers. It’ll all be okay though once he graduates and gets a job in the Ministry of Culture. Then he’ll be able to afford a place in the Sundari mid-levels for his clan, and they won’t have to risk prision just to ensure the ad’ike won’t starve.

He’s a little betrayed when his friend and roommate Alrich Taldyn (Alrich needed a maiden name okay? It was bugging me not having a canon one) starts seeing the heiress to Clan Wren of Krownest, but what’s he gonna do? All his doubts about her vanish the moment the weirdly prescient heir to Kalevala introduces them properly and Harik gets drawn into the most mandokar plot ever.

Vel Batin:

After Korkie and company purge the corrupt from Mandalore’s government, their sector needs a new Senator. Enter Vel Batin, veteran of the Great Clan Wars, former Captain of the Ordo system Protectors, and three-term Mayor of the city of Keldabe.

She’s a certified badass with an axe to grind against the Republic. She lost family on Galidraan, two siblings and six cousins gone within a day, all because the illustrious Republic Judiciary Forces couldn’t do more than two minutes of research. When Mand’alor Kryze announces they’re going to be running the elections for Senator a bit early this year, Batin applies immediately. She makes it clear when meeting with the young Mand’alor that should she get the job she will take every opportunity to throw mud at the Senate. Korkie is ecstatic to hear this and endorses her for the position.

The Clone Wars break out right when Senator Batin is elected, and she gets the pleasure of spending time with Korkie and his friends on the journey to Coruscant. His plan for a clone freedom trail is particularly interesting to her, and they spend much of the flight hashing out the details. Whatever reservations she may have had about swearing allegiance to a 16 year old are quickly washed away by how competent he seems.

The get to Coruscant, Senator Batin is sworn in, and then she turns the pod over to Korkie. Vel has plenty she wants to say, but she figures she’ll get plenty of chances to tear into the Senate. Let the Mand’alor have this one.

She becomes an active participant in the Mando-clone freedom trail, and before the first year of war is over she’s already adopted like seven clone sons. Three of them are fully grown clone troopers, while the other four range from physically 15-ish to freshly decanted tubies. All of them have a “defect” of some kind.

Her three adult clone sons are Rex’s original batch brothers. They were split up when they were four (equivalent to eight standard) due to all of them having minor defects (for fucks sake Nala Se blue eyes isn’t a defect). Despite the longnecks looking for any excuse to kill them, most of their batch makes it off Kamino. Except for Farr, whose only crime was having hair that was a bit too curly for the cloners. While the Coronet Kryze-Kenobi holodrama is going on her and Rex are swapping stories and commlinks so he can talk to his brothers.

Solus Bralor:

The older of the two Bralor twins, Solus’s parents made the immensely creative decision to name her one, and her sister two. The twins have Barolian heritage, hence their offensively blue hair (well, hence Solus’s offensively blue hair. T’ad dyes hers).

She’s an angry edgelord of a kid. She’s totally bought into the propaganda that Duchess Satine is committing genocide against Mandalorian culture. She’s never even so much as spoken to a New Mando, but her buire used to say so, before they died in the 2nd battle of Concord Dawn. Now it’s just her, her twin, their older brother, and their little sibling.

Solus’s loyal to her family, Pre Vizsla, and the Nite Owls, in that order. In the last timeline, she was one of those who sided with Maul’s Shadow Collective. In this timeline, Bo-Katan manages to turn her against Pre with the help of foreknowledge.

In Bo’s last timeline the youngest Bralor, Tio, died because Pre ordered the younger cadets through a live fire exercise. Tio was only seven, and died because they were only seven. In this timeline Bo just happens to be drilling her Nite Owls near the range where Pre’s just straight up shooting children. A couple of daring jetpack maneuvers later and Tio’s being handed off to their shocked siblings while Bo-Katan throws every insult she knows at Pre.

Later, when Bo’s proudly wearing the shiner Pre gave her in response to her tearing him a new asshole (the Nite Owls know that’s not the only bruise she got, they all share a barracks), all four Bralor siblings basically consider her their new god.

T’ad Bralor:

T’ad has spent her whole life following her sister. One and two, Solus and T’ad. It’s just who they are. T’ad even died her hair to better match her sister. When her sister set her mind to joining Lady Bo-Katan’s Nite Owls, T’ad joined her in the training yard. When Solus volunteered for a mission, T’ad would be next to raise her hand. And when Solus sided with Maul’s Shadow Collective over Lady Bo-Katan, T’ad followed her. Followed her right into the grave.

T’ad is smart. Capable. But she lacks any ambition outside of following her sister. Their brother Tracyn worries about that, but she always insists she’s fine. Honestly, she does have a hobby that’s seperate from Solus. Tracyn doesn’t think that setting up a bi-weekly karaoke night for her unit counts as a hobby, but he drops it for now.

When Korkie takes over Mandalore he needs a PR department and Harik recruits T’ad to his staff. She tries to turn it down, she really doesn’t like to do something without her sister, but Harik tells her no. She’s his only other department member and he needs someone to sort through the eighty billion videos of Korkie being an adorable dork. This position is an honor for her, her clan, and anyone else would be chomping at the bit to get this job, so just take it dammit! (She takes the job)

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jjunieworld · 4 months

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─ 𖥻TXT MASTERLIST! ` ˖

key: fluff (☁️), angst (🌪️), smut (🥛), smau (📲), written series (📖), one shot (📓), drabble (📄), other (💬), ongoing (🎬), completed (📨), hiatus (📪), discontinued (🗑️)

note: for my works, i consider drabbles to be under 2k words.

𓊆ྀི OT5/MULTI 𓊇ྀི

꩜ jjunieworld’s 2024 valentine’s day event

꩜ having another member’s pc in your phone (💬,☁️)

꩜ you called your pet “baby” and not them (💬,☁️)

꩜ txt as mitski lyrics (💬,🌪️,☁️)

𓊆ྀི YEONJUN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ romeo & juliet (📲,☁️,📪)

the hybe theatre club has an unspoken belief, whoever plays romeo and juliet in the annual play each year will end up falling in love with each other. this year, you and the person you hate the most get casted together.

꩜ lip gloss! (📄,🥛,☁️)

while getting ready for your date, yeonjun notices how you kept licking your lips after applying your lip gloss. let’s just say you don’t make it to your date as planned…

𓊆ྀི SOOBIN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ all for a bet (📲,🌪️,📨)

choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. you... not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can't get you to date him in a month. unfortunately for you, you're a hopeless romantic.

꩜ the great bake off! (📓,☁️)

after getting fired from your job as a pizza delivery driver, you’re in desperate need to find a new job before you get kicked out of your apartment. that’s when you hear about the local bakery looking for employees. thinking, “why not? i’ve worked with dough before!”, you apply and actually get the job. that’s when you and the son of the bakery’s owner decide that it would be fun to compete to see who can make the most baked goods for a prize.

↳ ꩜ spilt milk (📓,🥛)

after a particularly messy competition week in the shop, you and soobin are told to stay after hours to clean the bakery up. with soobin winning the title of the best baker who ever lived, you have an idea of what his prize should be.

꩜ from the start (📓,☁️,🌪️)

you never really understood the saying “you’ll always remember your first love,” but that was before you fell in love with your bestfriend soobin. now all of it makes sense. you notice everything about him, from his dimpled smile to the way he could go on and on about the things he loves. and that just makes you fall for him more. cupid has shot an arrow through your heart and you can’t take keeping your feelings for him inside anymore.

𓊆ྀི BEOMGYU 𓊇ྀི

꩜ “i dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room” (📓,☁️)

you and your bestfriend beomgyu decide on going to a new year’s eve party so you’re not bored at the start of the new year. the party goers suggest that you all should play truth or dare. one of beomgyu’s friends decides to dare him to kiss the prettiest girl in the room, knowing you have a crush on him.

꩜ don’t delete the kisses (📓,🌪️,🥛)

two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu. two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends. now he’s an up and coming musician and you see his face and hear his music almost everywhere in your local town; not knowing that the songs he writes are about you.

꩜ more than this? (📓,🥛)

when beomgyu asked you to be fuck buddies, you thought it was risky considering your already growing feelings for him. but, you just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be close to him in any way that you could. now you’re wondering if the two of you will ever be anything more than this.

𓊆ྀི TAEHYUN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ february 14th (📓,🌪️,☁️)

this has to be the worst day of your life. and just your luck, the day keeps repeating. over and over again. and you don’t know why. you get to relive the same day where you finally garner the courage to ask your crush, kang taehyun, out and get to relive the part where he rejects you each time.

꩜ 6:41 a.m. (📄,☁️)

you’re awoken early in the morning from taehyun’s alarm to go to the gym and decide to go with him. you end up distracting him from his routine with your staring and decide to encourage him with kisses to help him.

꩜ meet cute (📄,☁️)

you had a thought and a dream, you were going to be a magician. so you did what one who wants to be a magician does next, you went to a magic store. and what did you do? accidentally knock over a shelf of bang snaps and came face to face with an actual magician.

𓊆ྀི HUENINGKAI 𓊇ྀི

꩜ stupid cupid! (📓,☁️)

hueningkai, better known as cupid, is known for his art in helping people fall in love. shooting his arrows here and there, getting those who are meant to be together. what happens when after he shoots one of his love arrows at you, the other one somehow ends up hitting him?

꩜ spin the bottle (📄,☁️)

you’re what people like to call a “wallflower.” your more extroverted friends have been doing everything in their power to try and break you out of that. so they dragged you along to a party and somehow you’re stuck playing spin the bottle with people you barely know.

꩜ a bed in your shape (📄,🌪️)

for as long as you could remember, you’ve been in love with your bestfriend kai. the only problem is, he never loved you back. yet, you can’t stop imagining your life with him.

↳ ꩜ a life in your eyes (📓,🌪️,🥛)

it’s been almost two years since your childhood bestfriend kai left you in your sacred shared field alone and your friendship ended. now the girl your friendship ended over is out of the picture and you saw him again for the first time since that field. try as you must, you just can’t stop the undeniable pull you’ve always felt towards each other.

𓊆ྀི THOUGHTS 𓊇ྀི

꩜ academic rival!taehyun (💬,📄,🥛)

꩜ your cat vs. beomgyu (💬,☁️)

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lleldey · 1 year

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Hello new reader here and I've been reading the broken vow. I must say that your work is making me feel like I'm riding a rollercoaster for all the emotions that I've experienced like damn! Lmaooo but I have a few questions in my mind and I'm not sure if the answer is in the story itself or it didn’t tackle in the story (I have a habit of reading too fast and not absorbing everything lol im sorry). How many years are they married before the accident happens? Have they tried to have a child? Does jk have a professional doctor that helps him mentally since he missed the 7 years of his life?

Hi!!

No need to apologise, I did not answer these questions in the fic, and even if I did, would not mind diving deeper into them ☺️

They were married for ~3.5 years, but! they married very young (I’m thinking 19). I envision them meeting when they were 15/16.

As stated in the story, JK comes from a well-known family, and I imagine them meeting in a theatre. MC loves the lavish life style, but she doesn’t come from a well-off family; she worked in the theatre, secretly snooping and watching the play from ajar door. JK is bored out of his mind, his parents forced him to come, so he’s strolling around the halls, waiting for it to be over, so he can finally go home. That’s when he meets our MC, and it simply clicks. From that they onwards he volunteers to every play, constantly checks the theatres webpage when new ones come out. ——— oh ma god, the ideas I’m having bcs of all the asks; someone please SAVE ME

That also ties into the children part - they were young, didn’t think that far ahead and simply enjoyed their life 🤷🏼‍♀️ Now, that they’re approaching 30, that probs should be something they discuss, but JK is still stuck in the mindset of his twenties. Although, I see him going through crisis, trying to make sense of where he’s at now. He’s probably having loads of contradicting thoughts - the idea of stabilising their relationship is very appealing, but on the other he wants to enjoy every adventure life gifts him with his wife.

One thing for sure, both JK and MC need to see a mental health profesional. I had an additional scene for TBV planned in my mind, (but the story was getting long, and I have a problem of writing extremely long stories. I mean, 2nd chapter of LIAG is 18k 🥲) that in the end I crossed out, of where MC and JK’s brother (Jin) text. When MC went inside JKs apartment, it was extremely dusty and messy - now, no one in their right mind would want to live there, but the idea was that JK refused to let anyone in, except, for his wife.

The same applies to psychologists and other mental health care workers; but, now, I think JK would still appose to the idea. In the previous ask I explained how JK refuses to accept his body is weak, and that he’s not able to take care of MC. In his mind, if he agrees, he admits he’s weak (which, btw, is complete bs, anyone who takes the step to visit any mental-health professional is extremely brave and strong!!!), and he’s not ready to acknowledge that. Perhaps when his body is stronger, but that will take awhile.

But as I stated, both of them need to. MC is not able to sleep, as every time JK closes his eyes, she’s terrified he won’t wake up. And JK ignores the trauma of missing 7 years, and acts as if it never happened? Yea, they need to figure it out.

Thank you for the ask! Have loads of ideas rushing through my mind now 😮‍💨

#TBV asks #insight how TBV couple met 👀

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spellbook-gayboy · 1 year

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20 with whoever you'd like :)

20.

"Y'know, there are a lot of situations that that phrase can be applied to, dear brother," Ian grumbled, "but one of the very few exceptions is the fact that you only managed to half-cut the rope that's still wrapped around the bloated corpse's neck."

"Okay, that's fair." Rex murmured in response. The corpse in question still dangled limply from its spot on the bare poplar tree, the thick yellow cord that served as a noose digging into swollen and purple flesh. A gentle wind set it in sway, the shiny white footwear attached to its feet occasionally clicking against each other. "Maybe we could find someone to help, or...?" The hero starts, his voice trailing into silence as something dawns upon him. His eyes, from behind the thick goggles, sweep the small backyard they find themselves in. "...where are we? Why are we doing this? This isn't a superhero thing, it's not even a 'Rex and Ian do crimes for fun' thing! Wha- why are we tryna cut down a body?! What the hell is going on?!"

Ian looks his brother over, recognising the expression that was currently stuck to his features. "Honestly, I'd ask the writer. Some of these prompts have been low-effort before, but this?" he declares, throwing his hands up in a display of useless frustration. "Thi-this is just a scene from Disco Elysium! Like a straight rip-off!"

"Disco... Elysium?" Rex questions. The specific combination of words rings empty in his mind, the two nouns sounding almost absurd next to one another. The gears within turn: could he be referring to some obscure police procedural from decades past, or a novel in his house's vast library? Perhaps something more current, like a film that just released in theatres, or even, God forbid, a trending topic on social media? Despite the absurdity, there is a pang of familiarity at the name, scratching at the edges of that pink wet sponge between his ears. He focuses, and focuses, until...

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Challenging: Success] - Disco Elysium is a video game, written and designed by the Estonian novelist Robert Kurvitz and a collective of fellow artists, musicians and creators, and is currently published by the games publishing company ZA/UM. It styles itself as a 'detective RPG', and features a distinctive painterly art direction, the brainchild of oil painter Aleksander Rostov. From what you've been able to recollect, there is also an apparent ongoing legal dispute between Kurvitz and shareholders of ZA/UM, and you have been advised several times to not the game legitimately, lest you contribute further to the practices of ZA/UM. The advice seems sound, and you already have the perfect method of pirating it on your games console. You will do it, once your curiosity tips you into morally justified piracy.

"Woah woah woah, stop that!"

I'm sorry?

"You! Yes, you! Listen here, Harry, putting us in a different setting is one thing, but subjecting my little brother to the game mechanics? Oh, you should be thanking your ancestors that I'm a fictional character, or I'd have ripped your fucking balls off by now!"

Okay, first of all, it's the new year, and I'm trying to spice up my writing a little. I'm sorry that being out of your comfort zone scares you, Ian, but you need to understand-

"I don't need to understand shit! Listen, Cape-Watch, the old man, everything up until now, completely fine! It's in-universe, so I don't have a problem with any of it! But this?! What's even the point? A funny reference? A fourth-wall break? Like, at least plan these out first!"

How am I supposed to plan these out? They're meant to be short little snippets where people can point and yell 'there's my little guy!' Nothing more than a little serotonin boost before the weekend. Were you expecting Shakespeare?

"Don't give me that! I've seen you write better than this, Harry! Don't you want to be... I don't know, a great writer? One of the greats of AO3, or whatever?"

Not really. Sometimes I write prose, and sometimes I write pigshit. At the end of the day, as long as I can still write, I'm happy. It's all words to me, Ian.

Ian sighs. He rubs exhaustedly at his brow, already tired of debating his creators' reasons for writing. "Fine, whatever makes you happy. Just take us home so I can wipe my own memory."

Rex was very confused by what he had just heard. "What the fuck."

#i hesitate to tag this as disco elysium cause of how little i actually referenced the game but. oh well #invincible #invincible show #invincible amazon #invincible oc #🔮🪄#ian cantation #rex sloan #rex splode #my asks #naturallyahoe #writing prompt friday

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revelmaven · 2 years

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im using my blog for its intended purpose now: dramatic teen girlie's diary

so this is what i realised today -

i dunno who put this there, but something in me still holds the belief that women can't have male friends without it being inherently romantic/sexual. (this possibly applies to all genders, but thinking about it in the abstract i think it's ridiculous, and it shouldn't matter, so im not sure what my subconscious thinks about it bc by that logic i oughtnt care about f/m friendships and apparently i ((that is the royal i, not my conscious self but someone internal who informs them, that is)) do)

the thing that's brought this up is that we're about to put on a show at my local theatre. the players in this scenario are myself, my partner who i'll call rose, and our mutual friend who i'll call tucker.

last week, rose and i were meant to go shopping to get him some stage makeup bc all of his is out of date. i was gonna help him get some new stuff. instead, i got sick, and that trip didn't happen. i figured vaguely he must've gone with our other mutual friend fay, since she'd offered as well, but i never followed up on that bc i forgot. (it turns out she did take him, on the day we'd planned and everything.)

until tonight.

so, tucker mentioned he didn't have any stage makeup either, and knowing he has tomorrow off i offered to take him in to get some bc we live near each other and he doesn't have a car.

(i should at this point pause to say rose did not take this badly in any way, so if you're here for drama scroll away. this is an internal zero problem, not an external partner problem. rose is the best partner i've ever known anyone to have)

so, after i made that plan with tucker i drove home and texted rose goodnight and that is when paranoia suddenly set in, and this is the part i'm curious about. as mentioned in the parentheses, rose is about the best partner anyone could ask for, and has never put a rules/punishment system in our relationship. but i have had relationships where that was the case (shitty father), And i grew up in a highly religious setting built on framing everything as a sin to keep control, AND i grew up with the stigma against m/f friendships (toddler boyfriend culture, if you follow), AND i'm autistic so there are all kinds of secret rules i have to be afraid of in neurotypical society.

so suddenly i was terrified rose would be angry i was going to go shopping with tucker for the same thing i was going to take rose in for but didn't get to.

(disregard i got sick and couldn't help it, disregard that fay already took him, disregard that tucker is significantly younger than me and rose and we both treat him as our kid brother and it's absurd to suspect i'm prioritising him bc i fancy him, disregard all of it-)

for some reason i was afraid i was going to be in trouble bc taking my mate shopping for supplies for a job could not possibly be appropriate bc everyone could only ever conclude that i was doing this bc i am secretly cheating on my partner with our mutual friend bc im doing an activity i said i would do with my partner - and no sane person would ever think it is anything but a cover for sexual infidelity bc tucker is male and im female(*)

alternatively, no one would think it's anything innocent bc i said id go with rose and then i went with tucker instead - all circumstances disregarded

so i think ultimately i'm trying to blame this on an outside force and Not the main toxic relationship from my childhood bc i'm tired of finding More ways he fucked me up and i'm tired of being upset by realising how toxic that relationship actually was

but frankly having written it all out i think it's pretty obvious this is a layover from my father again, bc one of his key habits is getting offended when people (specifically i) do anything with someone (regardless of gender, but usually male) that he thinks should have been done with him instead. he holds a belief that i find extremely creepy that rose "replaced" him in my heart, so now anything i do with rose is a direct loss bc without my partner i would have no reason not to spend all my time with him, my father who i obviously idolize. this applies to things that don't even relate to him, and he gets extremely upset when things that don't concern him are done without him or his input, and takes people doing things without him as a personal insult and throws tantrums about how he wishes anyone loved him. (i am aware all of this is astronomically toxic, btw. he terrifies me to the same degree i find him pathetic, and i don't excuse any of the shit he pulls. i was just a literal child for most of it and am only now realising the extent of the inappropriateness.)

(also if it needs to be said - yeah the replacement thing is creepy as fuck and i'll probably make a whole post about just that bc i have shit to say, but just in case anyone worries about this - in short no, my father never did anything to me that an intimate partner would. i wouldn't bother being diplomatic when speaking about him if that were the case. he just doesn't think id have a life where i did anything without him if i hadn't got a partner. i have no fucking idea why he thinks this; we were never close to begin with)

anyway to end the tale, i apologised to rose over text and scrambled to make up for doing this to him, to which he essentially replied asking what i was worried i had done and assuring me he doesn't take it that way at all and it's every bit as innocent as it looks

and so i am left to dissect this new fucked up aspect of my psyche and wonder who or what is responsible for this fear - society or my father

open to suggestions if you know me in person or have experience

#basically sibling could you weigh in and tell me if this is dad tantrum trauma #vent #personal #trauma files #im not editing this anymore bc it's late and i have work so if it stops making sense sorry #this is for my benefit really #i'm just starting to log these realisations as they happen to idk prove something??

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railroad-migraine · 2 years

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Hi, I really love how you write the Critical Role characters and it actually inspired me to begin writing my own Critical Role fan fiction. I'm curious, do you worry much about writing them out of character? I've found that although I love the characters and know a lot about them I don't feel confident in writing how they act and interact with others.

Hello lovely! Thank you so much, I'm honoured that I inspired someone to give fanfic writing a chance! 🥰 Good luck with your blog and I hope to see your posts on my feed soon!

Rambles ahead, so it's all under the cut!

Tldr: I do wonder if I sometimes stray into out of character territory. But it doesn't matter because all characters can be re-interpreted in different ways. Characters develop over their course of their arc, and fanfic is a way to explore that development even further but in new stories. It's a saying so often said that people brush it away, but practice does make perfect. Keep writing until you find yourself comfortable and content with characterisation, find something you like that works for you xx

I've been a creative writer for as long as I can remember, and I've done theatre even longer than that. I've always loved roleplaying and video games, spinning stories and just daydreaming in general. Getting into the mindset of a character is kinda my thing, but I do have blanks and concerns on whether or not I'm staying true to them from time to time.

I've seen posts where people nitpick and claim that fanfic writers portray Ashton too soft, or Molly too snarky, Geralt too gruff, or Yennefer too kind.

These people should have no say in how you write the character. Fanfic is a pastime, something you do for enjoyment, and can be helpful to train yourself to find a writing style you enjoy. Don't be afraid to go against the canon and online strangers' personal headcanons (as long as it is not harmful in any way). This is for you. You do not owe your readers anything.

My advice?

Keep writing. Practice makes perfect, but characters are also flawed little figments that can be interpreted and reshaped in many ways. Think of what you want this character to show/give when they are read by you or anyone else. I want to capture Caleb's hesitance to grow close to someone. This can be portrayed in different ways; physically, verbally, emotionally, etc - how do I want to do that?

Find a personality trait that you think strongly reflects the character. Try to develop it and apply it to different situations they might find themselves in. When writing Fearne, I keep her light hearted and kind, while not considering the good behind her actions. She just does it impulsively. Not necessarily because she is good, but because it's what she wants to do. She's displayed her unfiltered affection for others in EXU/C3 on many occasions. It's a core part of who she is.

Listen to music that you think the characters might enjoy! I do this all the time when planning stories for my novel - whether it's the song title, the lyrics or the music itself, I think "could this be a possible theme song for that character?" The Crane Wives have a vibe that just screams Dorian in my option - yearning, hope, feeling lost, giving and receiving love in unlikely places. *chef kiss* It him.

And lastly, don't be hard on yourself! As the writer of a piece of writing, you are super familiar with the words on the screen/page. You feel like something isn't right, or a plot point is predictable, or the dialogue might not flow - this is because you already know what's coming! We authors are our own worst critics. It's impossible to read your stuff with the same feeling and viewpoint someone else has going in blind. Be kind to yourself.

Whoop that was a lengthy post but I hope it will be of help to someone 😊 Trust the process, and don't ever give up. The end result will be totally worth it x

With love,

~ Poet

#mod poet #anon #anons #ask #asks #writing #writing advice #fic writing #fanfic writer #fanfic writing #writing tips

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zak-shit · 2 months

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march 1st 2024 9:14 pm

don't greatly feel like doing this rn, but i know I do need to.

brain is constantly racing lately. i mean constantly i really do.

the grief of losing lisa has been coming harder, i really miss her and i cant believe she is really gone. i will never forget that woman. lisa was truly my favorite person growing up. she's a real angel now.;/ Marisa Lynn just called me while I was writing the below stuff, she said new years eve was the best. I think about thanksgiving alot too, we had a all nighter, I'll never forget seeing Lisa on the back porch as the sun came up. and that was practically the last time I really saw her. Her health went downhill so quick after that.. I had the thought earlier like things just came together in a way, and that night was almost a send off for her. except nobody knew. it was really our fucking reunion., and it turned into our last night together.

tomorrow ive got to go to my brother casey's wedding ;| i haven't seen this side of my family in like nearly 5 years. i ordered something I really like to wear, something that is appropriate, but also boldly ME. It may not arrive in time, and I don't know what to wear in that situation yet, also don't know if what I already have that is appropriate is something i feel comfortable wearing/ me. :/ but its fineeeeeee this wedding will happen. i'm going to see both of my brothers tomorrow, my dads brother (he's chill) and my other niece's and nephews. just weird bc i don't know these people honestly. we have a zero on the relationship bar. idk that just makes me anxious, uncomfortable... shruggg. i just know when I have a life event I wouldn't invite them, but I feel obligated. however i do also feel immensely happy for Casey, the divorce of his first marriage im sure was extremely hard for him. i'm glad he has a great partner now, large happy family. he seems content the last few times I'd seen him. Casey is the only one I have seen in the last 5 years. My aunts funeral, fathers day like two years ago, and Marissas baby shower. He is a good guy, and he deserves to be celebrated and have who he wants to show up for him, show up. I'll also have Cece, and Marissa there to keep me company.

i feel alone. Wrote that before Marisa Lynn called me. Expecting and hoping she calls me back. Idk, its Friday night and I'm all alone, not much is stimulating to me. I don't have a hyper fixation right now, so its like I have nothing lol. makes me feel like a zombie just coasting through life. I understand why my comfort/ favorite/ go to people cant hang out tonight but idk I miss them. And I had to cancel plans with Alyssa for tomorrow bc I changed my mind on attending the wedding. Texted her asking about other days after we talked and she said she was soooo happy I was going. and nothinnnnnn. idk a little "let me seee" and then get back to me would be nice... i know shes got alot going on though. im not upset with her at all. but I miss her :( Ruby cant hang because her back is killing her :( also not upset with her at all, i see her all the time lol. but idk maybe i'm just a bit bored... I have decided to start working shows at the theatre again! maybe partly for a little stimulation. Its been so long since I've done a show! I used to think strongly that I couldnt do it because I'm not getting payed.. but I was never payed before, I always did it because I enjoyed it so much! Its something to do thats a passion of mine. also the sense of community is great and admirable. everyone who is there.. wants to be there! its not like at work where people are miserable. I applied on the website, but i think I'll draft an email to someone tonight. I wanna jump on this burst of energy for it before it goes away and I don't take it up again. plus I'd like to see how much I like it. Crazy being able to get back into hobbys. lol for so long I thought it was possible to make time for it. and hey with me being active there again, maybe it would be easier to also get Cece into it.

I also bought some adderal from Kerri, I think thats what has awoken quite a bit inside me. i really need this shit to be real human. lol especially the highted emotions. I've actually cried both yesterday and today. and its been so therapeutic. Lisa also took me to my first audition into the theatre, she sat there while I did it, she filled out the paperwork. I thank her for that. I wished I could in person because that really means alot not looking back and seeing how far that took me/ changed my life. it really did change my life. so did our pitch perfect binges. <3

my mom has been really good lately. she stopped drinking as much. like for a few weeks, maybe 2 weeks. she didnt really drink at all. shes been alot more active around the house, she said she would treat herself to it on saturdays. which is fair, thats cool. so yesterday, a thursday when I came home and I could tell she at least had a buzz going on, it instantly locked up. idk i was dissappointed, i was angry, I was sad. It triggered me for sure, because, for once I wasnt expecting it. at least on Saturdays I would expect it. I can clock when shes had a sip of alcohol better than I can clock probably anything. so she cant lie to me about it.. but also highly emotional on it because I've wanted the last few weeks to be our reality for so long, and so badly... she really seems ready to cut it down to one day a week. and I know she can do it, she just did it. she just has to stick to it. I have high hopes, thats why I didnt blow up or something about it, also because i'm smarter than that, i know time and place to be heard best. and after a drink its never there. I just mentioned it this morning. I think she had a tiny bit to drink tonight too.

currently talkin flirtin with trey <3 i want him :((

xoxo wasted a bunch of time its now 12:29 am need to try to get sleepy byeeee

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