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soamericn · 3 months

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𝜗𝜚 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

🐰ྀི₊˚⊹ ‘ one night he wakes strange look on his face pauses, then says you're my best friend and you knew what it was he is in love ‘

𝜗𝜚… summary , ( f!yn x oscar piastri ) oscar piastri is head over heels for his best friend, though he keeps his feelings a secret. he wins his first race in f1 and after seeing her cheering him on in the crowd he can’t hide his affections any longer.

𝜗𝜚… type , irl

𝜗𝜚… faceclaim , up to your imagination <3

𝜗𝜚… triggers , there is none

𝜗𝜚… authors note , my first f1 one shot! I'm really proud ngl and it's as cute as I was hoping! hope ya'll enjoy!

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all he could hear was his heartbeat in his helmet; it flooded his ears like static on a radio. After getting out of the car without a thought in his head, he stepped onto the car in front of the halo putting both of his arms into the air.

Adrenaline flooded his senses, his colorful helmet shined under the night race lights. The cheers were overwhelmingly loud as each voice blended together into the sea of people.

Subconsciously so, his ears searched for one voice in particular, one that was soft and comforting. The one he’d share a laugh with until three in morning. Or would tease him inexplicably. But the voice was stirred in with the rest.

Oscar stepped down from the car, and the first thing he did was run into the ocean of papaya. Many hands covered him, patting his back or helmet hearing many compliments on his win. After a minute or so of drowning himself in the praise and affection from his team he stepped away removing his helmet and placing it on a pedestal.

He ran a hand through his damp hair, it staying in place as he did so. A hand landed on his shoulder and he turned, seeing a man in a matching suit who pulled him into a hug. “Mate you did great.” He complimented, his voice directly in his ear.

The Australian didn’t realize how truly speechless he was until someone directly spoke to him. The words formed in his throat but never made it out of his mouth.

Lando pulled away with a light two taps on his back. “Thanks, maybe not pelting me with champagne could be a good job present.” Oscar jokes.

The Brit lets out a small laugh and shakes his head, “Oh c'mon you need the full podium experience-” Oscar’s attention on Lando was cut off, the voice.

The one he’d scanned for, moments before the voice had made itself known. She shouted his name from behind the short fence with the rest of the crowd desperately trying to get the man she’d known for most of her life’s attention. Oscar’s eyes searched the crowd, until they found her, he could’ve picked her out in any crowd his entire being always seemed drawn to her.

“Oscar!” His best friend. The only one he’s ever really known. Always supporting him, even today adorning herself in all papaya wearing a jersey he’d known for a fact had a huge eighty-one on the back (and might’ve been stolen from his closet), all for him.

Oscar rushed over, as soon as he’d spotted her after the race, he just knew he needed her in the moment. The calm, composedness of his being suddenly dissolved into the smokey air. Still with a small fence between them he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her into a tight hug. Her arms naturally floated around his neck, they fit together perfectly like two puzzle pieces made just for one another. Camera flashes flooded their sudden embrace, and he lightly lifted her into the air as he tightened their hold on one another. They could’ve done the whole podium ceremony, everyone could have gone home and Oscar would’ve stayed here with his arms around her always.

“You did so well today.” Her voice was soft, the words only meant for him. She only wanted him to know how proud she was of him. How much her heart raced as he crossed the checkered flag, and how much support she’d carried with her for him through everything.

His impulsiveness took over as soon as he heard her speak, he wasn’t thinking about anything in that moment, not the cameras, the thousands of people that surrounded the pair, and certainly not the feelings he carried for her for many years; the feelings he kept deep down for too long, way too long. He only thought of her, the way her soft voice tickled against his skin and the flush it brought to his already red cheeks.

Placing a delicate but firm hand on her cheek which she covered with her own hand, her cheeks turning a light and kind shade of pink and a gentle smile formed from her lips. The lips Oscar just happened to notice how pink and heart shaped they’d been and how soft they looked compared to his own chapped ones.

Oscar slightly looked down and she’d looked up at him, her eyes seemed as if they were looking into him, as if she could’ve read his thoughts. Standing like this for a second, there was a moment where the Australian had contemplated, was he going to possibly ruin a friendship over his own feelings? Before he could even think about not doing it, her eyelashes fluttered warm and innocent and he filled the gap between them.

They were perfectly made for one another. They moved in sync, and she’d tasted of an orange mocktail and strawberry chapstick and everything that's made her, her. His thumb lightly stroked her cheek, and his arm snaked around her waist holding her tightly.

Both her arms ended up around his neck, smiling sweetly into the kiss and giggled lightly into the Aussies mouth. Not hearing the reactions from the crowd surrounding them.

When Oscar pulled away they’d both missed the warmth and comfort of one another. But realization hit him like a tidal wave, remembering all of his actions so clearly except for how her arms fit so perfectly around him, and the way she’d smiled at his affections.

His hand removed itself from her waist and mind started to race and he pictured missed calls, a missing eighty-one jersey in the crowd, losing the praise of a voice that motivated him to be better. He’d completely zoned out at this point and she’d used her hand placing it back on his freckled cheek and directing him to look at her. Of course she’d know what he was thinking.

She always did.

She’d looked up at him, a small glint in her eyes, that made Oscar wanna kiss her all over again but he held back, fear filling his chest so tightly he’d felt like he’d choke on it. He’d race cars at 300km/h without as much fear as he felt now.

Placing a hand on his other cheek, she stood on her tippy toes reaching his lips giving them a light peck. Her way of saying everything was gonna be okay. His cheeks flushed a deep shade of red and his arms comfortably made its way back around her waist and his hand slid up her back.

She looked up at him, anticipating him to make a move. Though she was impatient, she pulled his racing suit collar down and her lips landed on his once again. He gasped in between his lips, a small surprise of her sudden affection.

“I think I’ve always loved you.” He whispered into her mouth in between kisses, her heart shaped lips formed in a smile against his.

She pulled away, lightly biting his bottom lip, “you think I didn’t?” She grinned a light giggle leaving her lips.

It was like a candle had been relit in Oscar’s head, a candle that flamed only for her. A flame that reminded him how much he needed her, how much he’d been needing her. His arms tightened around her almost possessively so, he reveled in the taste and feeling of her, and how she finally knew that most of him was hers.

𝜗𝜚… tags , @whitcferrari @miguelasdr @lcvelctters @cedarbcws

#𝜗𝜚˖ ࣪₊˚ soamericns works!#friends to lovers is everything to me #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #formula one x reader #formula one x y/n #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x reader #lando norris #f1 fic #formula one fic #formula one fanfiction

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alternativesaga · 4 months

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Penny for ur brainthoughts on elemental? 👀🤲

I opened my laptop for this *cracks knuckles* oKAY I am so sorry for the ramble for what's about to come but honestly the reading is unnecessary I just need to ramble on what I can currently think of atm

I'm ngl, I was really initially hesitant to watch the movie. I didn't even plan to, but a friend suggested it while hanging out and watching a movie sounded nice to pass the time.

And I'm glad I did! The advertisement for it was truly atrocious.

I'm not gonna go into the worldbuilding aspect of Elemental City. It's nice, but honestly it's not what intrigues me about the movie. However, I do enjoy their color schemes especially at night with vivid dark blues and contrasting eccentric warm yellows and reds in Firetown!

My biggest love for this movie is the relationships between family (the dynamic with Ember and her father especially), and love (Ember and Wade). Which--cheesy, yes, but it was more than that! It had aspects of being a descendant of immigrant parents and what that means to the child, and the potential for culture clashes in everyday life, including relationships.

With Ember and her father, all throughout her life she's had this desire to prove herself to her family that she will be what makes them proud. To her, it's taking over her dad's store. It's not about being perfect, she understands her temper, but she needs to be better. And knowing that feeling all her life, that pressure never goes away. She wants to show that she's grateful to whatever they have sacrificed for her. She has to be a good daughter. Or else it'll seem as though everything she and her parents have done will have been for nothing. A failure. And because the pressure has always been there, it's understandable as to why she never fully questioned going out and doing her own thing because she figured there isn't a point in looking for more than what she has now. Growing up in a family with more traditional views, sometimes its encouraged to keep within the limits of what someone is already capable of. Or sometimes its just saying, oh, yes, you can dream, but don't dream too big! Ember didn't even let herself do that because she already sees how tired her father is. Therefore, it's practically the idea of sacrificing her own life to protect what she currently has--her family.

Culture in itself is a huge aspect of the movie. Peter Sohn, the creator of Elemental also supported this as he provided examples of his own life being first-gen from an immigrant family and what his parents had to go through while moving into a new country. And while its different elements of characters between water, fire, earth, and air demonstrates those distinctions to an extent, it's deeper than that. It can affect a person's way of life and their relationships. (I lied I'm going into the worldbuilding a bit) Element City is a great aspect of showing the accessibility available to the fire people. Each element is provided their own accessibilities throughout the city, but there is minimal for fire. So instead, they essentially have their own Firetown in the outskirts of the city. But also, you know, the topics of racism. It's there and apparent in the most simple way that the movie can make it. But ngl the think with what Wade's step-dad/uncle(?) says to Ember about speaking clear? I laughed because that does happen. It shouldn't! But it does! Without getting into too much detail irl I've been in similar situations and I like how the movie just addresses it so randomly.

As for Wade and Ember, upon watching it the first time, the relationship was cute, but wasn't entirely something I really cared about. It was mainly due to how Wade was so--Idk, bubbly that I was initially thinking like--"damn, really? We're sticking with this?" It's honestly not that deep. It bugged me at first, with how he pushed Ember about telling her father about everything. And to encourage her to leave her current life at her job just to follow an internship she just learned about! He, who moves from job to job just because he can, and her, who has worked her whole life--it wasn't just about culture as elements, it's even social class. I understood the apprehension and fear Ember felt and the anger of explaining that that doesn't just happen. It's not something that can be done on a whim. It's not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't. It's a damn privilege. At the time, it was like "leaving" meant leaving everything behind and essentially betraying her family to do something completely different to what she believed meant going against their dreams. And man, does that hurt. But Wade doesn't understand it. Which--unfortunately/fortunately, it's understandable. It's not something that just comes to be understood, it's just something someone can bear and grow with. Wade was one of the first things outside of Ember's life at home in which she wanted. She wanted the relationship. All her life, she has put up this front to be strong, show resilience, don't let anything hurt you. She's protective of her home, her mother, her father, her life. She's always happy and fiery in her personality until she just blows up because of all that stress and anger that's left to build up and explode! But then here's Wade, some fool, who the first thing he says after she explains her experience at the museum with her father, "You must have been so scared." Not even knowing her, or her life at the time to an extent, does he still manage to try to connect with her. And even after everything and the rejection, he STILL tries to prove to her that he's willing to try to understand. And they made it work even with all the apprehension!

In all honesty, a lot of the movie was something really relatable to me, and I see a lot of myself within Ember. Even with the temperament at times haha. I'm also glad to have watched Peter Sohn's explanation of the inspiration for it and his connections to it because he just brings in that perspective and representation of being a person from a family of immigrants and how it event affected his own relationship. I know I could probably say more but I'm just going to leave it as this haha Thanks for coming to my ted talk

#aaaaa #hi chaireem!!#thanks for the ask lol #chaireem #saga shush #the ramble is strong for this #whoops

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sporesgalaxy · 11 months

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you're not on t, right? would you like telling me why? (if you're not), I'm afab and still not sure if I want it or not, if I am fine staying like this for the rest of my life or if change (at some point) is necessary to make me happier.

There's a lot to consider and I doubt I have much more certainty about it than you! I'm happy to answer this though, because honestly I wish I saw more from nonbinary people like me, just because it would be nice to feel I'm not alone.

For many years I was not interested in T because I knew many of the effects (i.e. growing more hair) risked exacerbating my OCD quite a lot. The stress I felt from OCD far outweighed my relatively mild gender discomfort at the time so it was easy to dismiss it.

More recently, now that I'm on anxiety medication, I think in a perfect world I would like to start T now. I don't think the zits would drive me insane anymore, and facial hair even sounds kinda cool even if I probably wouldnt get much. And so on and so forth with the body changes just kinda Sounding Nice. Also hormones effect your brain, and I'm ngl the way I've heard testosterone affects your brain sounds like it would make me require less anxiety medication to function. I could be way wrong but like. It sounds nice. lol.

Oh AND I would benefit from lessened/none periods, because I have really bad menstruation symptoms that, like, severely fuck me up when Im unmedicated. Currently on birth control to deal with this but thats so many birds I could kill with one stone on T damn

It's been a long time since I watched it, but Leadhead's video about her transition really made me less, like...abstractly terrified of the idea of hrt.

youtube

But, once again, my gender discomfort is familiar and I have dealt with it for many years, whereas the potential reaction to more visibly transitioning is an unknown to me. Irl, in my immediate area, I don't know any medically transitioned/transitioning people.

So I feel comforted by being a risk-avoidant person. I think I'd be happiER on T, but I'm very happy being read as a 6ft tall woman who's Probably A Lesbian Or Something. "A little butchy," as my grandmother put it on one legendary occassion. I took a lot of baby steps to get even this far. I wasn't brave enough to insist on pants in semiformal settings until, like, this year. Jumping into things quickly has just never been my forte.

Lastly, my state is Not friendly to trans people right now, so it would be hard to get T anyways. More trouble than I want to go through right now, as a recent graduate who still doesn't have a long-term job (my current job has an expiration date at the end of the season, with no guarantee of rehire.)

#asks #syd writes an essay #gender

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ambrosialdesire · 1 year

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Congrats on 30 followers! :) Since you’re requests are now officially open I have oneeee.

Canon verse yandere childhood best friend Eren :) Maybe reader starts dating someone and Eren won’t accept having the love of his life be taken away from him.

(I’m not really sure if this is how to write a request btw.)

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18+ DARK CONTENT BELOW, MINORS + BLANK BLOGS DNI

pairing: s4 eren x fem!reader word count: 2k warnings + tags: general yandere and obsessive themes, unhealthy relationships, one-sided pining, childhood friends, kinda angsty at first ngl, implied non-con at the end, all characters are 18+ synopsis: you start dating and it's not the man that everyone had expected, the one who's been at your side since forever. love is a powerful emotion and eren has too much of it for you to ignore. a/n: thank you sm anon and this is a perfectly fine request! depending on how descriptive a request is somewhat affects the length of the fic :) btw this is pre-rumbling and pre-marley invasion (aka when eren was pretending to be a injured soldier). really bad and unreliable synopsis but hope this is a good read!! double posting today haha (mostly because i haven't posted in a bit lol) note: please keep in mind of the tags above and do not proceed if triggering or uncomfortable, especially if you are a minor!! do not read my or any other writers' dark content if you are underaged. this is a fictional work and does not reflect irl morals, do not believe this is how a real romance works or functions.

The sounds of cutlery hitting the plates and the wooden table caused your cheeks to flush more, a hand rubbing at your nape as you began to avert your gaze from the group. Wide eyes were staring at you, as if you said something that was a complete shocker. God, this had to be worse than actually fighting Titans.

"You're what!?" Sasha was the one that finally broke the silence, hands slamming on the table as she got up from her seat abruptly.

"And to who?!" Connie followed suit, slamming his hands down but instead hitting his dinner, gravy sauce going everywhere. His face cringed at the mess but he still stared at you with seeming horror.

"Guys, it's not that serious."

"Bullshit, it's not serious! You're dating—"

"—And it's not Eren?!"

Your body tensed up immediately, realizing that he was the only one that barely reacted to your confession, still focused on his dinner as his now long brown hair marred the side of his face. A part of you felt nervous not being able to really know what he was thinking, the other part of you felt worried. Jean slapped the back of both Sasha and Connie's heads, a scowl on his face.

"Knock it off you two! Of course she wouldn't date him, we're talking about Eren for God's sake."

They started bickering with each other and you tried to resolve it as always, but every single sound and word started to muddle together like his head was pushed underwater. His fist clenched around his spoon, to the point where he could feel the metal bend to the shape of his hand. You didn’t pick him. He wasn't as nearly surprised as the others, mostly because he had already seen it coming, but witnessing it come true was a pain that was utterly indescribable.

Out of everyone, they had to be some random civilian that caught your eye. Someone who doesn’t know the true horrors of the world out there, someone who never struggled the same way you and he did growing up. Maybe he'd be fine if you ended up with Armin or fuck, even Jean was a viable option but no. You went off and found yourself some guy who didn't come close to understanding you.

It didn't make sense, Eren's been with you since the two of you could walk. He was the one that saved you over and over again by those bullies that taunted you and Armin, never minding the fact that Mikasa had to save everyone at the end of it. He was your shoulder to cry on, especially after everything that happened back when everyone was still young scouts. He was the one who sacrificed everything for you. Everyone in the squadron knew that the two of you were inseparable, like two peas in a pod. No wonder everyone was surprised that you guys didn't end up together but the Paths denied him the end he sought out for years, even if he had only seen the flashing glimpses of the inescapable future.

"Er— Ere... Eren. Hey Eren!" You snapped your fingers in front of his face, his gaze latching onto yours immediately. You always had such a kind look in your eyes, he's glad that it never went away despite what you've gone through.

"Your spoon." He looked down and saw that he completely severed the metal utensil in half, the indentations of his fingers prominent in the silver handle. The others were looking at him, puzzled and confused expressions on their faces. He knew what they were thinking. Why didn't you take a chance?

There was no chance to begin with. Eren was on the losing side of the game no matter what.

"Must've forgot how to hold a spoon. Remember what happened the last time I held one like this?" He mused, placing the broken halves down on the table. The more they quietly stared at him, the more he wanted to run out of the room with his shattered heart pieces. He dismissed himself out of the mess hall, saying that he was exhausted. They knew that he wasn't but none of them mustered a word of any sorrowful condolences, his frame disappearing into the shadows of the hallway.

The pitter-patter of running came up from behind him and he felt the brush of a hand against his, heart pumping back to life as he recognized the familiar texture of your skin. Eren looked beside him and saw you, smiling at him like you had no clue what was running through his mind. Breathlessly, you asked him a simple question.

"Rooftop?"

He nodded, letting you lead the way for him. Rooftop meant that you wanted to talk in the spot that you found for each other back when you two started in the Survey Corps, a flat area at the top of the building where the night sky was all that you could see. The rules were that you weren't allowed to bring anyone else up there besides each other and that you weren't allowed to go there without one another. Eren wouldn't admit it but he did sneak there every once in a while, basking in the memory of you and him being young and slightly naïve.

"You're upset." You finally stated as you settled yourself down on the floor, an old blanket covering the rough ground.

"I'm not."

"I know you are, you get all awkward about it instead of bursting out your feelings." He grimaced, was he really that predictable as a kid? Eren leaned himself back on the edge of the roof barrier, staring up at the sky.

"Are you... happy that I'm dating someone?" He could hear the hesitancy in your question, curiosity and fear intermingling. His hands clenched against the concrete, the texture scraping his skin. If he knew that this is what you wanted to talk about, he would've avoided you like the plague.

He took a slow inhale.

"What do you want to hear, the honest truth or an honest lie?" Eren heard you stand up and walk closer to him, cautious hands grabbing his and pulling him towards you.

"The truth."

You've always looked so pretty under the night sky, the way your eyes reflected the stars and the way the moon shone down on your form. He never told you because he was so scared of ruining what the two of you have. This was nothing like what he felt towards Mikasa or Armin. You were special, you were his. Now that he knew what lies beyond the future, he should've said something before. Would that have changed anything now?

"The truth is, I'm not happy. There's nothing you can say that will change my stance about it." You frowned and squeezed his hands before letting go of him, your warmth escaping him.

"Eren, you can't keep disapproving every man I'm interested in."

"Yes I can and I will. You've always had terrible taste, remember how you liked Bertolt back in training?" You gasped in horror, hitting his arm.

"Stop! I never want that to ever be brought up again and I only liked him because he helped me out that one time with the chores," There was a flush on your cheeks, embarrassed about how you once was ever interested in a traitor. "But I'm serious this time, this relationship is serious."

In all of his years of knowing you, serious was never a word that fit you. Eren rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and leaning towards you.

"How long?"

"How long, what?"

"How long have you been seeing this guy?"

You started fidgeting your hands, your tell-tale sign that it's been a while and you're figuring out how to lie about it. You could never lie to him though, he'd always figure you out.

You finally sighed and relented, giving up on trying to say anything but the truth. "2 years."

"Fuck, so it was right under all of our noses huh?" His hand gripped against his sleeve, his voice almost shaking as he spoke. He thought that you trusted him with everything, whatever you tell him would be confidential. He would never snitch on you, he thought you knew that. Eren had to turn away from you because if he didn't, you would've witnessed the tears roll down his cheeks. He felt your hand against his back, slowly rubbing circles on his back.

He hated you. He hated the way you made him feel like a pile of mush. He hated how you pretended not to know that he loved you, not as the childhood friend but as the man who pined after you the minute he was able to comprehend what he was feeling towards you.

He hated your smile, that annoyingly beaming grin directed at him whenever and for whatever reason.

He hated your affection, how you pretended to truly care about him when you were off loving another man.

He hated your warmth, radiating like an everlasting sun and cheering everyone up as if you were a carbon copy of Historia.

With all the love he had for you, there was the same amount of hatred that came along with it.

Eren looked at you, turning his body towards yours and you looked at him. As if he was under a spell, he felt himself mouthing the words that he longed to tell you for years. Your reaction was unexpected, perhaps even completely expected. His cheek stung from your strike, your eyes big and wide as if a Titan just walked up in front of you.

"Eren, y-you don't mean that do you?" His hand rested on his cheek, his fingers digging into his skin.

"I meant every word," He uttered softly, suddenly grabbing your hands and pulling them close to his chest. "Do you feel it? I love you. I'll love you until my bones are nothing but dust, I'll love you until my lungs stop taking in air, I'll love you until the world falls apart. Please Y/N, I'm already forever yours. Will you be mine?"

There was only silence that came from you after his confession, the pounding reverb of his heart being the only thing he could hear. You pushed him away, a stunned and confused look reflecting in your moonlit eyes. He felt wounded, like you stabbed a blade even deeper into his chest.

"N-No, no. Eren, I'm already dating someone. You can't just say all of this now." Your hands gripped your uniform pants tightly, the fabric scrunching together. "You're too late."

He shakily sighed, pushing his hair out of his face. What he hated most about you was your ability to constantly deny anything that you didn't want to hear.

"I thought you might say that."

He was instantaneous, quick. You never reached the level of ability of being fast on your feet in sparring and you wouldn't ever beat him in it now. He pinned you down onto the old blanket, his hand gripping both of your wrists tightly together above your head as he rested himself in-between your legs. You fought back but he didn't budge, only pressing you harder into the ground. His other hand made quick work in removing your pants and undergarments, shoving your panties in your mouth to keep you silent. No one needs to know about the rooftop after all.

Eren's selfish, you've always known that he was. You just didn't know how deep it went, how his selfishness of what he had deemed was love for you dug in and rotted into his heart. You tried begging through the cloth, muffled and incoherent cries being the only thing that was heard. He clicked his tongue, dragging his thumb across your spit-slicked lips before giving you a light kiss on the side of your face.

"If I can't change your mind with words," Eren pulled back and drank in your partially nude body, admiring you as he watched tears form at the corners of your eyes. He placed his free hand over your mound, fingers barely inserting themselves into your folds, your body reactively shivering from his touch. "I'll fuck you over and over until you can think about nothing but me."

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thecoolerliauditore · 5 months

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hater hour 👍

i feel like... maybe this is just me but ive been noticing this weird kind of disturbing trend of people being way overprotective of the CCs whilst increasingly aggressive towards their fellow fandom artists/writers.

We all love gem on here. i think it'd be preaching to the choir to say she didn't deserve the hate she got for. Existing in the series or whatever people were mad about. but more and more people seem to think that any negativity is Bad and Affects The CCs and when they list examples it's all like. idk. ppl not liking the SL mechanic or the watcher lore or certain gimmicks (zombie apocalypse comes to mind) etc etc

while we are not owed any level of quality for entertainment getting put out by mcyters For Free, this is still a series that means a lot to me and most of the fandom take it seriously. so it can be disappointing when it feels like decisions are made for the sake of rushing things or forcing something specific to happen. Limlife is my least favourite season by a pretty long margin because i think it was pretty apparent the cast were very burnt out during it and I would like for them to make the series at their own pace instead of doing that. I still loved limlife and think it's super funny i just think it was weighed down by a lot of things.

when secret life came to close i loved the ending but the fandom space. scared me a little and it still does kind of reek ngl. i saw blocks of text telling people to shut the fuck up about their favourite pairings or characters because How Dare they not appreciate every other person just as much Alot. and now im seeing people say we should "know our place" as fans and never voice our "entitled" discontent because the poor CCs are just doing this for fun. as someone who tries to dig deep on every individual character and relationship it just all felt a little bit. Violent.

This + ive been seeing a lot more people recently who are like. very very mad about the way people draw the CCs?? i know i do my fair share of hating on hybrid designs and being the fun police but like. people are genuinely out here accusing others of being Evil for not drawing specific body types to match characters to CCs while in the same breath saying that character/CC divide is obvious. +people being mad about like. arghh ear wings are dumb!! everyone who draws [specific headcanon] should be melted into wax!! so on and so forth

can we please stop assuming that tumblr user 69 saying lmao watcher lore dumb is going to give martyn inthelittlewood depression irl and start thinking about the mental health of more inexperienced artists who straight up Don't Know how to draw certain features yet that they're the scum of the earth for it in a space that's supposed to be fun.

if you're asking for people critiquing the series itself (one of the most popular mcyt series as a whole right now) to do it more gently and politely the least we can do is ask the same etiquette for talking about fanwork pls. that's also yknow. made for fun and shared for free 👍

#random thoughts #discourse #look im not gonna pretend im not extremely parasocial #i love bee dubs and his clear irl character development.#i love scar and his genuinely charming and heartwarming personality #i love ren and how theatrical he is and how vulnerable he lets himself be in his videos #scott seems like kind of a loser ngl but i love him anyway #but god if i had to choose between them and my fellow fandom ppl i'd choose my fandom ppl in a heartbeat. i actually care about those peopl #where's that post like. what's ur opinion on em cee why tee. they can all die idc. that.

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borderline-gays-club · 9 months

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A question/invitation for conversation For pplw/BPD that have experienced obsession towards someone they admire:

How does the euphoria of the obsession affect you? Do you feel more hypersensitive in general? More hyper/alert? Protective towards that person(or even fictional character)? Etc etc. just curious how ppl experience this very intense fuckin thing.

Like rn I feel kinda hypomanic. But I’m 99% sure it’s not my bipolar symptoms randomly flaring up again. Not even bc I’m medicated but I do get really tired and I still experience hunger like usual. I feel like those two are the biggest red alert to a hypomanic episode: if sleep and food don’t feel necessary. But ngl still paranoid lol.

But ya I feel an immense amount of motivation and focus even. Also urgency I’ve mentioned before. And yes a part of it is I want this for myself but another big part is I want to impress the person I’m obsessed with. And mind u they are a celebrity so that’s a far goal. Which weirdly ends up working out for me. Cus I feel like if it’s someone I kno irl then that goal is closer cus I’m already one step in by knowing them.

Idk This is the first time in my life where an obsession this fuckin crazy in my head feels actually helpful for me in the long run. Im at a specific point in my life where I feel like I’m just in the beginnings of really blossoming into my fullest selves. Things are starting to click internally. Slowly but surely. I’m becoming more in tune with my identities even with so many more years ahead to work thru. Still have so much to work thru.

But ya anyway; I’m also feeling a time crunch cus I’m getting olderish and like shit is getting more and more fucked everyday. I want to live my life to its fullest especially bc my mental problems have not allowed me to feel the ability to do that. I want to feel freedom within myself. I want to feel all the joy and love I have to offer towards myself. I’m getting there slowly.

So yeah. Thank you to my current obsession for inspiring me so deeply that I’m striving to thrive and to explore my fullest and deepest potential. Even once the obsession passes, I’ll always b grateful

#actually bpd #bpd #bgc #bpd thoughts #quiet borderline #actually borderline #bpd shit #obsession

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beardisable · 1 year

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OHHHHHH MY GOD. ok so i was hoping and expecting that genloss would culminate in something correlating to like. audience expectations, live interaction obvs but also complicated feelings around streaming and being a celebrity online/irl, entertainment industry and shit and YEAH. THEY FUCKIN DELIVERED!!!! BROOOOOO THAT WAS SO FUCKING SICKKKKKK

i personally chose Die, right from the beginning bc well. he asked for it, it felt more merciful than letting them be reprogrammed to keep going. AND THAT SAYS SOMETHING ABOUT ME AS A PERSON!!!! if they didnt die they would have the oppurtunity to break out again and keep trying to find an exit, a way to escape this. i honestly suprised myself with the choice bc im always STRONGLY on the "keep going bc theres always a possibility to change things, if you stop then it all ends there" side about like all things in life but somehow rn i didnt??? think that way???? maybe bc i wasn't so affected by the progression and so suspended in disbelief as others? (im so sorry to everyone whos genuinely sad and negatively impacted by this outcome or their choice)

feel free to reply/rb with your choice and thought process, i think its fascinating ngl

#generation loss spoilers #genloss spoilers #generation loss #genloss #ranboo #ranboolive #thank you for the gay trans autism jesus #if anyone is actually upset w me choosing die btw then: this is a fictional show guys #also ive seen people say the last vote or the whole show was rigged #which is doubly interesting #bear.txt

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theyanderespecialist · 3 months

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this isn’t really a request since it’s a comment but I do wanna say

your username actually fits the style of your writing in a way. you tell people to be careful and to separate fiction and from reality as if you had a hand in this metaphorically

you also write the headcanons and durables in a professional sense not like a college student tryin to finish it like it’s his next exam or something but rather you write it like a journalist/author who wrote dozens of books like these(which you did in previous fics)

your writing is really refreshing ngl it made me feel like I was ascending into a bed where I’m in my teen years again

Thank you, and really it is years of practice. And yeah I learned to put the disclaimer cause some people get way into fictional characters and are like this is how they are, or This is their IRL boyfriend. Yanderes are fine to simp for in fiction cause I simp for them, but in real life, they are very dangerous and that is why I put the disclaimer. (I had been run off quotev for having children read yandere stuff) I also made a few mistakes when I wanted to be edgy. So I try and correct those mistakes. As posting on the internet you have to be responsible.

I also have had years of practice (over 15) in writing yandere stories and fanfictions. So if you ever seen my original stuff (which I hope no one does) it was trash. I enjoy writing these cause I have fictophilia (kink for fictional characters) and there is not enough content that I like with these characters so I just made my own.

I think people can tell when someone enjoys what they make because it is more fun! And you can tell they have passion for it (even if their grammar sucks)

for those who do not know I had MANY head injuries as a kid and ended up getting brain surgery. Something did not go right and it messed up my grammar, writing, etc. I can read and think fine in my head. But when I try and write, speak, type, or read aloud. I trip over my words, and have little to no grammar skills. Even rereading what I type several times (at least) I cannot pick up where I went wrong. Also it affects my spelling as I get words mixed up when typing (again I can read them fine) like for one example one word my brain cannot normally get is

smocking

it is smoking but every time I write it the first time it comes out as smocking.

and words that sound similar and look similar my brain just swaps them and no I am not dyslexic this is from the brain surgery I have that I now have a reading and writing disability.

But again! Thank you for this! It made my whole week!

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ryuseibutgayer · 10 months

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freckles, twilight and honey for the ask game 💛

Omigosh JULIIIIE 😭😭🫶 Thank you for the ask!! It means a lot <3 I'd love to hear your answer to these too!

Again, my apologies for talking so much, I try to be as thorough as I can with online responses as I'm normally silent in person and it's easier to express myself online

Freckles >>[Most Worn Article of Clothing]<<

Ngl this was tough 😭 I'm such a bum with clothes lmaooo I've narrowed it down to either my grey sweatpants thatre too damn big for me, a black t-shirt I got from my dad ALSO too big for me that has holes in the bottom but I wear it anyways cause ✨️comfort✨️, or my beloved black starry cardigan <3 I value comfort over everything so I'm always wearing star stuff, Sanrio stuff, oversized stuff, or some gay grunge emo weeb shit 💀😭 I also like masculine leaning formal wear sometimes but just like suit tops or plain button up shirts (I never wear a tie normally lmao) I definitely look like a character from tokyo revengers, I don't know how to explain it aside from black tees with chains, university jackets, and a sky freak

(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)(*^^*)

Twilight >>[Best Friend]<<

As MUCH as I have moved my entire life, I have known my dearest demonic amiga since the 4th grade. As the Mikey to my Shinichiro ass, I hold her dumb blonde self close to my heart as we've both been there for each other whenever bored and hyper to sad and lonely. My favorite memory with her was her entering a shared class during Christmas time as she was texting me about a fun hat she decided to wear to be "festive". I've never let it go since she typed "I have a soft heart" instead of "hat" and have always called her Softie ever since (as many times as she's punched me hehehe ✨️). I haven't seen Softie for over a year now since I've moved away, but we're still kickin it on ft at 3am :>

Ngl the only person I'd let think they could take me in a fight is her lmao

~👭~👭~👭~👭~👭~👭~👭~👭~

Honey >>[Favorite Term of Endearment]<<

I honestly don't know the answer to this as no one has shown me a lot of open affection irl, seeing as everyone assumes I'm not an affectionate person, (I swear I just have resting bitch face, cmon 😭 YES IM MEAN AND QUIET BUT I LIKE HUGS) so just anything that feels personal.

The usual "asshole" I experience as a term of endearment definitely feels personal 💀

~🍯~🍯~🍯~🍯~🍯~🍯~🍯~🍯~

#nani the fuck (人´∀`*)#Red Lives (゜ロ゜)#Julie! <3

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hecate-spawn · 2 years

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I'm bored and want to do this so my opinions on the Seven Brothers!!! (Feel free to add yours in the comments and reblogs!!)

Lucifer: 6/10. His voice is really hot, he's a character I could read a lot of fanfiction on (like bkg and Todoroki) and I can't hate anyone in this game. He also has his moments. What I don't like about him is the fact he gets physical with his brothers in a not fun way. Like, dude... I understand you have trauma and everything but seriously. I get your demons and everything but you don't have to go that hard with discipline oh my fucking God. Just take away their phone privileges or smth. I feel like this is kinda.... Abuse? Lucifer canonically hits Mammon and strings him up from the ceiling. That my good sir is how you get your brothers not to trust you with shit. Also you threatened my life at least twice so :/. Like at least Belphir actually had the nerve to kill me/hj but yeah mixed opinions on Luci because of the way he treats his brothers

Mammon: I love him. He's a tsundere yes but unlike SOME demons he doesn't harm us. And he loves us alot and that kinda does it for me like yes please fall in love with me <33 yeah he can be a little shit but he's my little shit. Also he basically has a kid so bonus points. But omg I feel so bad with how everyone treats him which is why none of brothers are a 10/10. But yeah tied with Belphie for third fav character

Leviathan: MY FAVORITE DEMON BROTHER <33 fell for him in 10 minutes ngl. He likes anime, I like anime, he's shy, I'm shy but I can probably help him with it. He's like, actually pretty nice (when he wants to be) like marry me please. Even as friends I'd love him. Honestly just, 9/10. Points get deducted for bullying Mams and hating normies

Satan: I am going to say it. Kinda boring. Like, I just, can't like him romantically. Like if this dude was my friend yes. Talk shit about the annoying kids in your class, go to cat cafes with me, study hangs, BOOKS! But I just can't get behind him in game. Irl? We'd def be friends if I wasn't scared of him

Asmodeus: I love him. He just- during lesson 42 (I think) he just made me fall for him so hard like dudeeee. Also high key aesthetically prettiest of the brothers. After you get past the narcissism and ego he's just really insecure and decently nice. Also he's an attention whore and I'm an attention whore we can give each other limitless attention and watch shitty rom-coms together. Also physical affection I'm here 100% for that give me hugs

Beelzebub: BABY! Omg he's so adorable and sweet. Nicest brother fight me. I don't mind the eating thing that much tbh. Also he's a himbo but he knows when to get serious. Love him

Belphegor: sure he killed me but I got to experience death so bonus points. But I love him. Tied with Mammon on how much I love him so I love him a fucking lot. He likes sleeping and will cuddle me. More bonus points because he likes games. Like Asmo I feel like I'd get a lot of physical affection and attention with him. Also he's kinda funny ngl

So yeah that's it. Don't slander me but I'd love to hear your own opinions (be respectful please)

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