#recreation of the vibes of my walk today

[multifariousqueer]

All that remains

Summary: You notice Shuri's attention has been elsewhere and in an attempt to get it back, your plan backfires

Wc: 1468

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, edging, Dirty talk, nicknames???, ,manipulation, jealousy, overstim, face riding, language(although if you're reading smut with the intention of it being clean, you've come to the wrong place),

Song: Escape From LA- The Weeknd(specifically the beginning)

"sthandwa you're so fucking wet for me. You gonna be a good girl and cum for me yeah?" Shuri moaned in your pussy.

"mmmmm yes my queen" you breathed out.

The pleasure mixed with the brain fog caused by how amazing Shuri was enough to almost push you over the edge. Just as you were about to reach your high, you heard Griot's voice alerting your girlfriend of someone entering her lab. You instantly panicked thinking it was Okoye or the Queen but it was someone else:

"Princess? RiRi Williams is here to finish working on the herb and the Ironheart suit."

"Tell her to wait one minute."

"Yes Princess."

Shuri pulled her fingers out of you and gave you a quick peck on the lips:

"Get dressed, my love. We'll pick this up later." Shuri said with a smirk as she licked her fingers clean of you.

You groaned at the feeling of emptiness and a missed orgasm. All you could think about was that she stopped fucking you mid-orgasm. Sure, Shuri may have edged you on multiple occasions but she never and I do mean NEVER denied you an orgasm when you were that close. It felt like a slap in the face but you knew you couldn't dwell on it for too long, RiRi would be down any minute and you had better things to do. You put on some sweats and went upstairs to shower and go out when you heard Shuri and RiRi laughing and talking. It hurt your feelings a bit to know that Shuri was giving her attention to someone else but you knew it wasn't personal, it was business and RiRi was one of the only people who could help her recreate the herb and suit.

You layed out some lingerie that Shuri bought you with a t-shirt and jeans. When you got out of the shower and put the lingerie on, you made sure to take some pictures to send to Shuri later.

Wakanda was truly the most beautiful place you had ever seen and the scenery and botanical elements were truly one of a kind. Even after Namor's attacks, the place was still thriving and the people were still friendly. You bought some herbs and spices, as well as talked to some of the merchants and a couple even gave you a discount. You decided to walk by the water and send the picture of your lingerie to Shuri; normally when you did this, you would get a reply almost instantly and it was always something along the lines of "come home now." or "I can't wait to eat your pretty pussy 😍" but you didn't get that today; All you got was left on seen. You felt your chest ache so you left and went back to the palace. When you got there you dropped your stuff off and went on your phone for a while when an idea crossed your mind.

You shouldn't. Shuri's gonna destroy you. Buutt, Shuri's not giving you the attention you need rn but you know who will? People on Instagram. So with that, you found the photo least likely to get taken down and posted that with the caption: 4 Your Eyes Only.

You reposted it to your story and pretty soon, it racked up a lot of likes and reposts. Most from your friends, a few from random people; you got a lot of DM's from friends telling you how hot you looked and from random people telling you how hot you looked. You checked your story views and saw a random finsta and instantly knew.

Back in Shuri's lab:

Shuri was working with RiRi when they took a short break to just check social media and vibe. Shuri and RiRi talked about everything, from quantum mechanics to the Chicago bulls to even you at one point:

"So how long have ya'll been together?" RiRi asked.

"3 years-ish. We've been through just about everything together." Shuri replied.

"So did your brother meet her?" RiRi asked

"Yes. He loved her just as much as he loved me. He said that we balance each other out; that I need someone who will get me out of the lab every once an awhile when he couldn't." Shuri answered earnestly

"So do you love her?" RiRi asked.

"You ask a lot of questions." Shuri chuckled.

"Sorry it's just that, ya'll seem so happy." RiRi answered half-apologetically.

"We are. And to answer your previous question, yes, I do love her." Shuri replied with a half smile.

RiRi was about to say something when Okoye called:

"Shuri, you need to see this." Okoye said.

Shuri clicked on the link to see the post of you in the outfit(or lack thereof). Shuri froze and said:

"She's gonna get it."

You left your room and tried to come up with something to say when you suddenly felt Okoye's hands on your arm:

"Where do you think you're going?" She asked

"I don't know." You said shaking

"Well I'll tell you where you're going, your girlfriend wants to speak to you about that post." Okoye replied

"What if I don't want to speak to her?" You asked

"Than you should't have made that blasphemous post." Okoye replied sternly.

You felt your heart sink when you saw her sitting at the table with a picture of the post.

"Why did you post this? And better yet why did you use that caption?" Shuri asked tersely. It honestly made you feel better that even mad, Shuri still knew that you hated beating around the bush.

"You weren't giving me attention so I found people that would." You replied plainly.

"Y/n you know how important this is for me and RiRi. Have I ever done anything to make you question my loyalty before?" Shuri asked

"No but-" You were cut off by Shuri

"So why are you questioning it now?" Shuri asked

"Because RiRi is smart and pretty and she knows how to do the things you do and you guys have the same interests and stuff" You said, with tears in your eyes.

"Oh Y/n. I hope you know that I'd never be with anyone that wasn't you and that includes RiRi. I love you and I always will. Sure we have some stuff in common but we don't have what you and I have. Everything between us is strictly business and I know that you need constant love and attention and it's my fault for not giving you that. I won't make that mistake again. I love you and only you Y/n." Shuri said getting a bit teary eyed.

"I love you too. So much and I'm sorry for letting my insecurities get to me." You said.

"It's okay." Shuri said, embracing you and resting her chin on your head.

Y'all stayed like that for a while before Shuri pulled away and said,

"You know... we never finished our little escapade."

"Well why don't we?" You said with a smirk.

"Mmmmm that's my girl." Shuri said, rubbing your body down.

That was all Shuri needed to start kissing your neck and pull down your jeans. She rubbed circles around your clit through your panties and teased your dripping wet hole.

"Mmmmm this pretty creamy pussy. All mine." Shuri said in between breaths.

"all yours" You breathed out

"Shit you're so wet, I feel you through your panties." Shuri said, grabbing you and putting you on the table.

"Let me eat this pussy like I should've done this morning." Shuri said in your panties.

"Do whatever you want, your highness." You said with a smirk

Shuri took down your panties and stuffed them in her pocket before getting back in between your legs. She lapped up all of your juices in one lick. You moaned as she licked your folds and kissed your clit. She stuck her tongue inside of you and you felt your walls clench.

"Mmmmm fuckk feels so good baby" You said

"Such a perfect pussy. Who's pussy is this again?" Shuri feigned

"I- ahh- yours-mmm" You moaned

Shuri got up from in between your legs inserted three fingers.

"open your mouth" She said.

You did exactly that and she spit your juices and her saliva in your mouth.

"And don't ever forget." She smiled.

You felt yourself nearing your high and before you knew it you were on the edge. Shuri was sucking on your clit while finger fucking you when you felt your high approach:

"Cum for me, princess. Or I'll have to puni-" Shuri mumbled.

Before she could finish her sentence you had finished all over her fingers. Your juices coated her fingers and your moans were all that remained.

#mcu fanfiction #shurixpoc!reader #shurixfem!reader #shuri x reader #shuri headcannons #shuri #shuri smut #foryou #black panther wakanda forever #black panther

[dropintomanga]

Kowloon Generic Romance - A Perspective from a Cantonese-Speaking Person

After reading Mangasplaining’s great interview with Jun Mayuzuki and hearing a lot about the series, I jumped into the 1st 3 volumes of Kowloon Generic Romance. As someone who’s been to Hong Kong and whose mother lived there for a short while, the series’ grand theme about the persistence of nostalgia does make me think about Hong Kong culture.

The series focuses on a potential romance between two real estate agents who work together in Kowloon Walled City, Hong Kong. Reiko Kujirai and Hajime Kudou both live their daily lives working, eating, and contemplating the status of the dystopian metropolis they live in. What starts off as an interesting romance drama suddenly becomes an ongoing mystery regarding identity and what it means to live as someone who feels strangely out of place, but deserves love as much as anyone.

I won’t go into too much detail about the plot, but I will talk about the area that the manga covers - Hong Kong. I’ve been to Hong Kong twice and I find it to be one of the most interesting places in the planet. I went to Mong Kok Shopping Center for anime goods, walked around Kowloon (the Walled City is not there anymore), saw the Avenue of Stars at Victoria Harbor, ate at Causeway Bay and much more. Before moving to the U.S., my mom lived in Hong Kong for a period of time all while getting help from a friend. Although Mayuzuki hasn’t been to Hong Kong, her recreation of it in Kowloon Generic Romance does make it feel like I’m there - or maybe an old part of Hong Kong that’s trying to fight constant change.

An East Asian island filled with so many people living in tight quarters, all balancing the need to move forward versus taking the time to stop and connect with family and friends. For those who are unaware, Hong Kong was ruled by Great Britain from 1841-1997. From around post-WWII until the 1980s’, Hong Kong found itself and become a thriving country. It has a very interesting mix of East and West aesthetics. While one can argue Japan mixes East and West very well today, Hong Kong was the king of showing the beauty of both sides of the world. The Society for East Asian Anthropology has a wonderful essay about “Old Hong Kong” and the nostalgia for it.

What’s funny is that there’s characters in Kowloon Generic Romance that mention how people in Kowloon have nostalgia for it a la Old Hong Kong vibes. Like it’s the same as love. A while back before reading the manga, I watched a video of a woman who left Hong Kong and she talked about how much it’s changed. One thing from the video that stood out to me was the mention of the Cantonese Chinese dialect (which is widely spoken in Hong Kong) possibly becoming an afterthought compared to Mandarin Chinese (the most popular Chinese dialect and one of the top languages in the world). She said she’s committed to keeping the Cantonese dialect alive in the U.S, where she currently lives, for the Chinese communities there.

There’s a scene in Volume 3 of the manga where an antagonist character laments on how the citizens of Kowloon seem stubborn in promoting their traditions in the face of urban development. They think nostalgia as an emotion that’s annoying. I figure that this character would find the woman I just talked about who’s trying to save Cantonese out of a sense of nostalgia to be annoying. It’s funny because some people might argue “Why study Cantonese? Mandarin is spoken everywhere where Chinese is spoken.” I speak Cantonese conversationally, but I find it to be fun. I have fond memories of interacting with fellow speakers of the dialect. Once upon a time, I made some friends due to learning Cantonese from anime. Speaking Cantonese helped me get closer with my parents as well. Lately, the dialect has helped me come to terms with being a person of Chinese descent.

I think about my fellow Cantonese speakers all over the world. I wonder how they would feel if no one spoke it anymore. Would they fight to keep the dialect alive? Would they just don’t care due to the demands of modernity?

I’ve also thought about what Hong Kong residents felt during the 1980s’ and early 1990s’. I was exposed to so much Hong Kong cinema as a child, which was really popular around that time. Although I didn’t understand the themes beneath the surface due to my age, I got to see how filmmakers expressed their thoughts and views on life in Hong Kong before the big handover to China and shortly after.

Kowloon Generic Romance has taken me back to those films and an appreciation of Hong Kong culture in some way. The manga does remind me of the 1994 Wong Kar-Wai film, Chungking Express. Both are love stories based in Hong Kong featuring individuals struggling with loneliness, finding themselves and learning to cultivate love in a fast-paced world.

I’m nostalgic about many things - especially things from the 1990s’. But when it comes to anime and manga nostalgia, I remembered that I got into anime due to Hong Kong culture. I watched Cantonese dubbed episodes of Dragon Ball Z.  That’s how it all began for me. Chinatown was my source of video games in the late ‘90s as a teen and everyone selling them spoke Cantonese. It was also a source for Chinese-translated manga when English-translated manga was about to hit its boom. Reading Kowloon Generic Romance made me think about those days of discovering fandom in the Cantonese Chinese community. 

It also makes me wonder about my place in the Chinese hierarchy in the future. I already struggle with thoughts about belonging and now with so many Chinese speaking Mandarin as their main dialect, I feel like I’m being phased out. Maybe I’m Reiko Kujirai herself. 

I do know that a lot of propaganda use nostalgia for nefarious purposes due to its emotional nature. But I don’t think nostalgia has left me in despair. Some traditions definitely need to pass on to newer generations. Yet I never found myself trying to chase the past to a huge extent. Maybe that’s it. Let nostalgia come naturally. Be like the citizens of Kowloon/Hong Kong and don’t let an entire outside institution define nostalgia for you.

It’s important to have treasured memories that YOU own, good and bad, because they help to cultivate the person you want to be. I appreciate what I have now because of certain nostalgic memories that I personally chose to experience. They unlock our vulnerable selves and tell us that our experiences with our loved ones make life worth living.

That way, nostalgia can help you go forward, whether you want a generic yet satisfying life or a romantic one.

#Kowloon Generic Romance #manga #Jun Mayuzuki #nostalgia #Hong Kong #Hong Kong culture #psychology

[usedtobeguest123]

Encantober - Transformation

Hello, can I talk your ear off about the music in Encanto, specifically Bruno's instrumental themes????? What if I promise to give you some unsolicited character writing tips on the side....😁

So was on the struggle bus with my current WIP that focuses on Bruno, and wanted to reconnect with the characters in order to better ground my depictions of them. Rather than watch the movie (again), I decided to listen to the instrumental versions of Lin-Manuel's songs as well as Germaine Franco's amazing score, and wrote a little way longer than planned analysis to condense my thoughts.

I'm nerding out a bit about it all (okay, I'm nerding out a lot…), so I wanted to post it for my fellow Encanto lovers to nerd out with me. Today's Encantober theme is transformation, so thought it was a fitting day to post it :)

A rough musical analysis by a very non-musical music lover below the cut 😊

1) Songs: WDTAB/All of You

To recognize Bruno's main instrumental theme, it helps to start with the instrumental version of All of You. It's easy to pick out here, as it plays in the part where he is singing (and in one other place…more on that later). Listen in at 1:08. This is when Camilo would be singing "So, we're gonna talk about Bruno?"---and leads right into when Bruno sings for himself. His theme is a sort of boom dih dih dih boom dih dih dih boom dih…dih…dih (yes, those are the technical terms), a strong base hit interspersed with plucky-piano. 

What I love about this theme is how it mimics the movements of the character, and defines how he interacts with and perceives his environment.

Bruno often moves with big jerky movements sandwiched by small fidgets—hesitation, explosion, hesitation/doubt, explosion, very rat like. When a rat moves, it evaluates the environment, moves, pauses and sniffs some more, moves again. The tip-toe of the piano gives the feel of creeping or gingerly stepping, while the boom recreates the jerk into action, the push to make a big move, framed by caution. 

This says a lot about Bruno's perception of the world. He's grown to be wary of his environment, like a rat sensing out danger. If he's gonna move, better make it quick (maybe before he talks himself out of it!), and then pause again to re-evaluate if it's safe to keep going. He avoids detection, tip-toes, sneaks from cover to cover—you can almost see him moving when you listen, shoulders hunched, hood drawn. Bruno is wary of being seen, as being seen has meant danger to him in one way or another. Many fans have interpreted what this danger looked like in many different ways (from social ostracization to actual physical danger), but at the very least we can identify a high level of learned social anxiety that forces him to proceed with caution and keep a low profile when interacting with others (more on that later). Bruno has learned to tread carefully because of how others have perceived him, through the lens of his gift. 

Of course, once he's in the walls, fear of being seen takes on a whole new meaning. Discovery at that point would mean the consequences of discovery of the vision as well, and discovery of his shame—he never left/couldn't leave, and has been reduced to a rat in the walls of his own home.

When Camilo is singing, we hear a different feature associated with Bruno—the whine of a synth keyboard (I think?). It gives me major theremin vibes, and the song draws on that classic horror sound to drive home a "villain," seven-foot-frame image of Bruno, as portrayed by Camilo—-and, more importantly, as seen by the townspeople. 

Let's backup to WDTAB. If you listen to that instrumental version, you can hear that the synth sound picks up right away (on the line "Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin," no less!). It comes in and out, and even picks up a more complex melodic pattern here. It's the townspeople's fear—but it's not a horrific dread sound; it's actually a bit playful. Now, part of this is because it's a Disney bop, but I like to think that this also points to the nature of rumors—we get enjoyment from spreading them, and the Encanto-folk are clearly eager to dish. Listen to how creepy this guy was! Ooooo doesn't it give you the shivers?! It's like a fun ghost story around the campfire. This juicy piece of gossip is a favorite to share. 

BUT Bruno's actual theme—the one we hear when he actually speaks in All of You—doesn't appear until 1:33 of WDTAB. It's when the townspeople are sharing their grievances that we really hear his tip-toe, like he's tip-toeing through the minefield of their complaints. Now we can see the shapes he's learned to step around—you can almost see him weaving through their disgruntled narratives in the song. The music shows that here is where that learned social anxiety was formed.

Note that the theremin synth drops away when Isabela and Dolores sing their parts in WDTAB. When Isa sings hers, the plucked rhythm of the strings mirrors Bruno's plucked string style in his theme, though the melody changes. I think this speaks again to careful footing—they both share anxiety at being found out, being truly seen, and live life having to tiptoe their way through social interactions. Where as Bruno's plucked strings are jerky, Isa's are more graceful. When Dolores picks up, the plucked strings are replaced with a symphonic strings in a very romantic princess-esk style of longing. 

To tie things up, let's pull forward again to All of You. In this song, notice the theremin-synth sound also drops away as soon as Bruno speaks, and we don't hear it again. We are left with the real Bruno—meek, anxious, and full of nervous energy, the antithesis of scary. The theremin really only appears in Camilo's part, highlighting again the one character in the song who was really only there for the novelty of the rumor and the story telling opportunity, and had no memory of the real guy. THAT'S Bruno???

In the end of Bruno's part in All of You, the melody overtakes his theme, symbolizing his unconditional acceptance by his mother and sisters and his reintegration into the family. 

Also, let's not forget the nod to Let It Go! It's perhaps just an easter egg, but character-wise, I like to think it's also testament to his use of quirky meta-humor to deflect and avoid uncomfortable vulnerability. Does everyone in the room always get his jokes? Nope! But he can still disappear in the confusion!

Character Takeaways, for writing reference: 

When uncomfortable, Bruno often moves and speaks in quick, nervous bursts, interspersed with small fidgety movements.

Nervous energy reigns supreme. Bruno hides behind quirky, lighthearted, sometimes meta humor as a way to deflect and avoid being seen/made vulnerable.

Bruno has learned to literally and figuratively tiptoe around the townspeople, and eventually, around his own family. Post-movie/All of You Bruno is unlearning/releasing this social anxiety around his family through the experience of (unexpected) unconditional acceptance 

Isabela shares a similar underlying social anxiety to Bruno, though it manifests differently. They both have experienced having to tread carefully around other's expectations

Camilo is full of it. 😆 He feeds off of the environment to parody it, finding his drive in giving the people what they want to see—much like his gift. This can be a boon and a detriment to his character.

Knowing/hearing the real Bruno dispels the rumors that evolved in his absence

2) Instrumentals: The Rat's Lair, Tío Bruno, and It Was Me

I'm sure there is a lot more to say about these three pieces, but my main takeaway comes from the contrast between plucked strings/knocking percussion and wind instruments/bowed strings in Bruno's pieces, and how they reveal his layered character and his developmental arch.

In The Rat's Lair, we get Mirabel's (and our) first real impression of Bruno. Whereas the chase scene leading up to this piece is full of cacophonous, screechy strings (Chasing the Past), this piece has replaced those fearful sounds with plucked strings. We again get that image of tiptoeing, and it's playful. His room is full of mischievous rats, he's nervous and jumpy, and Mirabel is just trying to figure out what the heck is going on. We get a nice contrast between the expected Bruno (scary) and the real Bruno (quirky, but sweet and harmless). Also present are a bunch of percussive knocks, a nod to his superstitious/compulsive knocking.  

Contrast this with Tío Bruno. This piece plays when Mirabel first peeks through the crack to the dining room, finally getting a look at the real tragedy of Bruno's situation. Tío Bruno has the main Encanto theme throughout (we also hear it when the Encanto is being created at the beginning of the movie). It's a nod to the miracle, but it's mournful here, with parts in a minor key. The miracle has had tragic consequences for Bruno. Tío Bruno is full of woodwind instruments and bowed strings (as opposed to plucked). Rather than nervous tiptoeing, we get raw emotion, frequently underlined by a sustained guitar tremolo (??) that speaks to the familial tension driving it all. Tío Bruno plays when Mirabel gets past all the nervous deflection and connects with Bruno in a meaningful and vulnerable way. Under it all, Bruno is deeply sad, carrying the dismay of a miraculous gift gone awry and the tragic consequences of his last vision. 

Finally, we have It Was Me, which acts as a redemptive contrast to Tío Bruno. In this piece, the plucked strings return (he's nervous, confused by Abuela's unexpected embrace). It then transforms into a grand symphony as Mirabel, Abuela, and Bruno take off on the horse toward the ruined Casita, and then a chorus singing the Encanto theme when Julieta is reunited with Mirabel. It ends with the All of You theme. All of this follows the action of the scenes from Mirabel's perspective, BUT if we look at this from a Bruno perspective, apart from the scenes' action, we get a redemptive arc. 

It Was Me carries Bruno's nervous plucked strings (tiptoe, anxiety) to disappear in the Encanto theme chorus (miracle, hope). He is reunited with the Miracle (his family, the true gift) and the sadness of the Tío Bruno theme is changed into the hopeful chorus that the Miracle once was (major key?) as heard in the beginning of the film. From there, the song moves into the to the All of You theme as Bruno is finally on his way to being seen and unconditionally accepted, a true healing moment. 

Character Takeaways, for writing reference: 

Bruno hides behind humor to deflect away from those vulnerable places within him. Maybe it's painful, maybe it's an attempt to keep the burden from those he loves (a cool analysis on that here!), maybe he's afraid of being rejected for being weak. Regardless, he has a deep sadness hidden underneath the nervous, quirky exterior, and Mirabel is the one to break through to it

When Bruno's defenses are down, the music slows down, and so does the movements of his character. It's like the weight of it all catches up to him, and he drops his attempts to be upbeat and lighthearted. He eventually picks the jumpy style of movement back up again in the film, when Mirabel begins to feel the weight of the situation (OR NOT! It's a mystery, it's a mystery…). In sum, when he is nervous (most of the time), he is deflecting, humorous, playful on the outside, with a deeper sadness carried within.

3) WAIT WAIT MY FAVORITE PART as a FINAL note I swear:

Bruno's theme reappears in a strange place at the end of the movie, in All of You. At 2:56, he's no longer speaking; in fact, he's not even in the scene! What's happening in the song? It's none other than the moment that Dolores opens up to Mariano (I can take it from here, GOODBYE). Bruno's theme underlies Dolores' entire speech to Mariano, but then the theme transforms at the end, rising up and bleeding into the All of You melody.

Why bring him in here? I think it's a moment of redemption. Bruno's 'bad' prophecy for Dolores is cast in a new light. The time pining after the "man of her dreams, betrothed to another," has built up in her this momentum, manifested as courage to speak out and demand what she wants (Wake up and NOTICE me!). At the moment that Mariano verbalizes that he sees her, Bruno's theme transforms into the All of You theme. Dolores is seen, all of her, and the moment arises from the backdrop of her Tío's prophecy. Perhaps this symbolizes a freedom from the confines of the prophecy, but maybe...if not for the years of not having the love she longed for, would she have had the courage to seize the moment when it came? Bruno's prophecy comes true in a way they'd never imagined, and with that comes hope—the promise of transformation. 

End of essay 😁

People more musically inclined, please feel free to add to this! Also, please excuse any misuse of musical terms, my musical vocab is wanting. I am a non-musician in a very musical family, so when it comes to music, I often feel like I've missed something important… 😆

#my family is sick of hearing about it #so now you get to! #Encantober #transformation #music analysis #encanto music analysis #it really is an essay #oops #oh well #bruno madrigal #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #mirabel madrigal #camilo madrigal

[thatswhatsushesaid]

my feelings on mdzs cross-medium pollination are so context-specific and driven by what I am trying to achieve in a given moment, but terms like 'frankencanon' and 'medium-bleed' really do help

medium-bleed: a scourge, the stuff of nightmares, a wily bitch to deal with when arguing with anyone who drops their hot take in the tags only to add, either in reblogs or the notes, "admittedly I may be misremembering whether this happened in the novel or in the drama or in the animation" like!!! please god just double-check your work before you submit it to fandom turnitin.com okay. also if I'm reading a fic tagged mdzs rather than cql or the untamed on ao3 and the author starts referencing jgy's time in the cloud recesses babysitting nhs or minshan's demonic flute solos, I'm immediately annoyed no matter how good the rest of the fic is. because that doesn't happen in the novel! and I'm looking for novel fic! (in this example anyway.)

however!!

frankencanon: my beloved!! my self-indulgent brainchild made tenderly from the imperfect component parts of its disparate source media to create, exclusively for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of my good pals, a version of the mdzs jianghu where the vibes are just right for whatever specific feeling we're seeking to achieve (e.g., the novel canon beats of jgy's characterization paired with the on-screen emotional intensity and intimacy that zzj and lhk bring to the xiyao dynamic).

frankencanon is that joyous feeling you get when you and your besties all have a grand time at the renaissance festival, because even if some of you are dressed up as elves and your roommate's corset is anachronistic, you all know what you're there for, and besides there's funnel cake.

medium bleed is when you go to your city's new living history museum expecting to see exhibits and buildings that accurately (or as accurately as the profession allows for) recreate the period in time from the past that they are meant to be educating the public about, but the curator didn't do their due diligence with fact checking the exhibit placards, and the actor-educators can't remember whether they're supposed to be talking about the irish catholics or the pennsylvania germans today. in other words you walk away really confused and knowing less than you did before you showed up (and also you're probably chaperoning a bunch of grade school kids so, you know, my sympathies).

I forgot where I was going with this so I guess I'm done writing now!

#mdzs #mdzs meta #sort of #meta about meta #frankencanon vs medium-bleed #i qi deviated thinking about this for too long

[fantastickkay]

Album Review of the Week: Nobody's Angel (2000) ☆☆☆☆☆

In 1999, four girls made friends with each other as they continued to run into each other at auditions and decided to band together! This, I have learned from my current magazine journey. I have so enjoyed watching small articles about them pop up from time to time and I cannot wait to get into the year 2000 and see them even more!

In preparation for a review, I usually listen to the album once while doing the write-up. However, I was so looking forward to this one that I listened to it twice yesterday and now again today! Once I get a taste, I cannot stop with this album!

Nobody's Angel is the quintessential y2k bubblegum pop group. If you love the early 2000s you must listen to this album at least once! It is everything that y2k bubblegum should be. Nothing but fun, sparkle and energy. Not to mention the inflatable sofa on the front and back covers! Love the sandals as well.

Buckle up, baby, 'cuz here we go! We start with If You Wanna Dance, their lead and I believe most popular single. It is packed with so much energy that you cannot help to move and bop along. The chorus moves at lightning speed while the verses bring in a more mellow melody leaning almost into an R&B style - just in the vocals of course. The instrumentation remains extremely poppy in the best way.

I Can't Help Myself slows down the tempo but we still have the hard hitting beats behind the gentle guitar and vocals. This song shows off their gorgeous harmonizing.

Boom Boom is a funky track with a chorus with extreme sing-along-ability. I've been singing it the last 2 days! The melody and speed of the lyrics is so much fun to recreate and makes it quite the earworm.

Next Stop Heaven really brings in the groove with an energetic bassline, more harmonizing and another fantastic chorus! Their energy is just infectious.

Keep Me Away is another ballad and as much as I usually dislike ballads, those on this album got me bopping as much as the other tracks! This is one to sing while looking out the window on a rainy day. It is high drama with the heavy strings and pleading vocals.

With Right There Waiting, the instrumentation is a tad trite, but the melody is still really great with that energetic chorus. This is the type of song that would play in a rom-com when the couple are in their honeymoon stage. I can see the woman walk-dancing through the streets to this song!

Ooh La La has the classic answering machine interlude that you will find in many early 2000s pop albums (even Britney's Oops!...I Did It Again!) I know I'm saying the word 'energy' way too much, but every song has it! This song also has a really cool bridge that gives it an edge that some of the other songs don't have. There is also a little chatter part that I love where one of them just shouts 'do the washing machine! and an acappella outro to spice things up a bit.

Things get a bit sexier with Wishing On You. We have sultry vocals and darker instrumentation to illustrate this small pivot.

Absolutely Maybe put me in an absolute tailspin as an 8 year old. The lyrics are totally contradictory! How can you say absolutely maybe, I am sure I really think so although I deserve a week? Jokes aside, the melody is less "energetic" than the preceding tracks but not by much! Rest assured, we have yet another great song on our hands - especially with such clever lyrics.

Sugar Daddy has a funky 70s vibe that will get your head bobbing! Now, get your mind out of the gutter. He is sweet like candy!!!

Nobody is the best midtempo on the album. The solo vocals are pretty weird sounding but the harmonies are fantastic with an infectious melody. This one is sexy without trying too hard like Wishing On You is.

Despite being 12 tracks in, the album is still exciting with Cherry Crush. We're back to the quick as lightning vocal deliveries. This song is the most R&B-like of the bunch, very pop still but has elements of R&B of the time.

This masterpiece of an album closes with a cover of the disco hit, We Are Family, which begins with an interlude of someone flipping through radio stations - very fun and 2000s. The verses are different than the original, spicing it up with a rap-like delivery to bring the song into the modern times. Injecting new energy, some might say!

Obviously, I absolutely love this album and it is one of the essentials of the early 2000s.

#album review #nobody's angel #2000 #2000s #early 2000s #pop music #bubblegum pop #y2k #cd collection

[sheviolentlyher]

god bless the girls who can’t stop performing for the audience in their head

Hi.

Damn I felt so pretty today.

Nothing made me sad.

Nothing made me sad.

when they say it’s to good to be true that’s just code for “mania”

yes. sometimes I do get afraid that I have exposed myself too much.

however -

you are constantly recreating and morphing in the background that no one ne could ever know you

only you know you. not even my husband knows me. he is just know getting to know me, only because I started to get to know me. This particular part of this process helps me listen and learn about people better.

I like asking questions with sustenance. I lose willpower for your run of the mill questions. Obviously there are a million answers easily found on the internet. But who is asking questions? Never stop asking questions.

I saw the cop again today. I walked quietly behind him smoking a cigarette, but his instincts already knew that. I got to talk to him a little about being an officer. It was vibes. I love walking home with my neighbors. His wife might be a little PG for me but, she’s a sweetheart and I like her.

My rage has not shown its face,

and I’m proud of that. *audience claps*

for fuck sake I’m reading! Reading books! Good books! Drawing things I didn’t think I could draw- writing things I can write, no validation needed. My latest entries have been a bit more artistic I think. My creative mind is now starting to be able to create and creative life. I like the sound of having a creative life. I like the sound of me being the creator.

seducing. destructing. = new creation.

it’s fun being a woman. I have buried so much of my womanhood deep inside of me, for many years I’ve tried to think like a man. Many. Many. Years.

it absolutely destroyed me. I wasn’t thinking the way I was built. I had to let the old me rot and welt from me, like crisp petals, exposing the once protected softer, brighter petals. Ya know?

this exposer is keeping me alive.

it’s like I’m preforming a beautiful ballet in my head. alone. on the universal stage of nothingness. and I’m surrounded by love.

fin.

-x

#diary #tumblr diary #diaryposting #personal diary #poetic #writeblr #writing #writers and poets #poetry blog #poetry #deep writing #writblr #girl interrupted #thoughts into the void #Spotify

[dansnaturepictures]

21/08/2023-Evening walk at Lakeside, Winchester and home

Photos taken in this set: 1-4, 6-8 and 10. Views on an evening walk at Lakeside. It was so refreshing and powerful to be out in the enriching evening sunlight, feeling strong outdoors summer evening vibes. There were breathtaking scenes as the sun kissed the lakes creating lovely reflections and permeated through trees. On recent later evening walks I have reflected on how the lowering sun at that time of day recreates the scenery somewhat, I see views I observe often in a new way which is lovely. The wavy clouds in the sky was notable at home and Lakeside this evening too. 5. Great Crested Grebe, it was lovely to see these this evening. 9. Steeplebush looking glorious in the evening light with one bright pink flower.

Also of note at Lakeside was one Coot, the first I've seen here for months. Moorhen, Black-headed Gull and Woodpigeon were good to see too, with a stunning Speckled Wood view when cutting across Lakeside on my commute tonight. I possibly saw a Hornet Mimic hoverfly or Lesser Hornet hoverfly at Lakeside. Blackberries, acorns and sloes as well as red bartsia and bird's-foot trefoil kissed by the evening light, pineappleweed, water mint, great willowherb, purple loosestrife, dock, seas of ragwort, white clover and prominent broad-leaved clover were lovely plants seen at Lakeside this evening with hedgerow crane's-bill and another crane's-bill seen well as well as the masses of ragwort this morning. On an office working day in Winchester today I enjoyed glorious views of Winnie the Peregrine at the cathedral, a stunning bird I always find it mesmerising and surreal to see. It was also good to see gypsywort in Abbey Gardens one I've seen a lot of recently, hydrangea, cinquefoil and ivy-leaved toadflax at the Peninsula Barracks walking through on a lovely evening.

#photography #england #uk #earth #nature #birdwatching #happy #flowers #birds #great crested grebe #coot #pineappleweed #walking #walk #evening #lakeside #lakeside country park #winchester #winchester cathedral #world #outdoors #2023 #insects #flower #speckled wood #butterfly #europe #ivy-leaved toadflax #sun #sunshine

[whereareroo]

PORTOMARIN





WF UPDATE: DAY 10 (7/10/23).

Our routine continues to work perfectly. We hit the trail at 7:03 a.m. and we hit our new hotel at 2:00 p.m. We covered 15 miles.

GC1 says that 15 miles is the perfect distance for a walk. I agree with him. Anything less is too short. If you push beyond 15 miles (like we did on Days 4,5, and 7), at some point you start to wish that you had finished at mile 15.

On the trail today, the vibe was very different. Compared to our earlier days, it was crowded. It’s not swamped with Pilgrims by any means. We’ve simply become accustomed to an almost empty trail. The big influx of new Pilgrims who started in Sarria is very noticeable. The Pilgrim population has probably increased by 300% or 400%. There’s plenty of room for everyone, but it is unsettling to see so many other people.

The Pilgrims who started long before Sarria have different reactions to the sudden influx of “new” Pilgrims.

Some longer haul Pilgrims are annoyed by the new arrivals. They’ve come to view the trail as their own personal Camino, and they’re bothered by the interruption of the solitude. I know a Pilgrim who is quite annoyed. I won’t name him. Let’s just call him “X.” If you want the mathematical formula to solve for X, it would be something like this: X= GC5-GC4.

Other longer haul Pilgrims are absolutely fine with the influx of new Pilgrims. The Camino is for everybody! The more the merrier. It’s great to see so many people getting some exercise and conquering a challenge. It’s particularly great because many of them will also experience personal growth, spiritual growth, or both. I’m pleased to see a big crowd. It renews my faith in humanity.

I will admit that there is a downside to the larger number of Pilgrims. Unlike before, there are now times that we need to pass through a group that is moving too slowly. Unlike before, there are now times that we get passed by a group. Either way, it’s somewhat annoying because your pace gets disrupted. These annoying moments only happen a few times an hour. For the vast majority of time, we’re basically by ourselves and we’re not being bothered by anybody. It’s no big deal. I’m happy to suffer the minor inconvenience that’s caused by the fact that so many folks are traveling on The Way. After all, we’re all in this together.

Our home for the night is a city called Portomarin. It’s pretty standard for a Pilgrim town. There’s a Main Street with a pharmacy, groceries store, and oodles of places to eat and drink. There’s a big central plaza that features a big church. Here are two “fun facts” about Portomarin:

1. There are 15 Pilgrim dormitories here. For folks don’t want to sleep in a big room full of strangers, and who prefer their own bathroom, there are also a few hotels. Now that we’ve been joined by the “Sarria Pilgrims,” there will be more facilities in every town.

2. Portomarin sits on a river. In 1962 they built a dam across the river to flood the lower sections of the city and create a reservoir. Before the flooding, to the extent possible, they moved everything up a hill to the higher part of the city. They couldn’t move the big church that was at the bottom of the hill. It was unique in many ways, including the fact that it doubled as a military building. The roof of the church featured military battlements that allowed troops to watch for, and defend against, any enemies that might attack via the river. Isn’t that weird? Here’s what even weirder. They built an exact recreation of the church, including the military battlements, in the plaza at the top of the hill.

I gotta go. Time for GC1’s nightly ice cream. Today he’s already eaten two bananas, a yogurt, a chocolate pastry that he’s adopted as his “favorite,” a big empanada, a bunch of bread, a slice of cheesecake, two big ham and cheese sandwiches, and some cookies. He’s also consumed more that 2 liters of water, a yogurt drink, and a few Cokes. Doesn’t it make sense to top it all off with some ice cream?

Speaking of GC1, he had a close encounter with a bull today. A farmer was moving his herd along the trail. When the last encounter occurred, GC1 was a bit spooked. Today, he posed for pictures with the bull. Welcome to The Camino!

You better go have some ice cream too. We have another hike tomorrow.

[scarlethallow160]

the dopamine rush i needed: attending a con for the first time as jill

i went to my first anime/gaming convention today in my remake jill cosplay and it was so much fun! at first people didn’t really recognize me/thought i was lara croft but i was still having fun with my friends, but then later on i ran into some other re cosplayers!

i took pics with a HUNK cosplayer, on my way in a guy that thought i was lara said he was gonna be chris later on (i never crossed paths with him again tho lol), i saw a heisenberg and said hi but i felt too awkward to try and ask for a pic tho lol

we saw a super awesome aloy cosplayer (we told her she looked amazing but didn’t want to bother her to ask for a pic and i def didnt want to try and take one w/o her permission but omg she looked so good), i saw an advent children cloud cosplayer but same dealio lmao this rly nice person got excited when she saw me and asked for a pic, she said she almost came as ada 😭 apparently there was a leon cosplayer too but there was one point when we were all chilling in the hotel room for a couple hours cuz my friends were staying the whole weekend so i guess i missed him. :(

and then i got another compliment from another jill! or swimsuit version of jill lol cuz the con was at this resort that had a waterpark n stuff. she was telling me about the other re cosplayers cuz she saw an ada as well, and she said there was a carlos!! and apparently there was talk of all the resi cosplayers meeting and taking a group photo tomorrow but i had only planned on going today :( and initially we were gonna take a pic together i think? but we ended up just saying bye to each other lmao cuz i was telling her i was prob gonna have to miss it

at this point i thought abt maybe starting to head home since the rest of the group was gonna hang around and party and stuff since they were staying at the resort, but i decided to stick around longer and i’m glad i did bc lo and behold.....i found the carlos cosplayer!!!

he was talking w some other people so i got nervous trying to talk to him at first, but i really wanted to get at least one pic together, and thankfully he turned out to be super nice and was really excited by my jill costume lol! he was calling me supercop and stuff and it was so much fun. and another guy asked to take a pic of the two of us xD

we took pics and he got a video of us, he had carlos’ rocket launcher earlier in the day and we were joking we could’ve recreated the opening scene when they first meet if he still had it lol. and we were just vibing, it was such a great way to end the night finding the carlos to my jill. i really didnt think i’d find a carlos cosplayer 😩 i had my little carlos keychain attached to my costume the whole day lmao

i get off work kinda late tomorrow but i still thought of maybe still coming? but the pass for saturday is like 50 bucks cuz i think its the most popular day....so maybe if i can leave work early i’ll go, cuz i dont think 50 will be worth being there a couple hours since i do work kinda early the next day. so maybe sunday since its a little cheaper....

oh i also saw swimsuit version of vi, jinx, and caitlyn lol! and omg two of the people in my group were chica and roxy earlier in the day, and they both looked sooooo good! esp our roxy cosplayer, their wig was styled so well, so many people stopped to ask them for photos and stuff lol esp like the actual staff at the con

i also saw someone cosplaying as the cowboy hero in ovw but it got super awkward cuz when i was about to call out to him to say hi i almost accidentally used the old name.....and by the time i was going to correct myself we’d already walked past him rip

next time there’s a con i’d love to whip up jill’s og stars uniform, and go as tifa as well :3 i wish i’d requested off more/planned to go multiple days but i was saving my last vacation day for my birthday :\ but still, even tho this is one of the smaller cons it was such a fun experience. i didnt even care that much about events and stuff, it was just so much fun seeing all the different ppl and being able to nerd out with friends

(i also got an artbook of yoshitaka amano’s work, and this suuuper gorgeous ghost of tsushima print by seerlight, whose work i’d actually already seen before so it was a pleasant surprise to see the prints being sold!)

#after this extremely shitty past week or so #dealing with a number of different bullshit at work and in life in general #and therefore my mental health taking a rly bad dive #this was such a wonderful way to relieve some stress #things are still a little uncertain with my cat however #their examining her stool and blood #and in the meantime i have some different medication to give her #but rly hoping things turn out well or what she has isnt anything serious

[chroiagusanam]

me: :(

a bee: 🌸🐝

me: :)

#recreation of the vibes of my walk today #bee #amimals #good vibes

[madwoman14]

top 5 outfits worn by the gilmore women, ily💞

oh my gosh!!! i love this question, and its killing me...

okay im splitting them up because there's too many. out of the two of them, i vibe more with rory's style but i love lorelai's clothing sense too. disclaimer!! these are off the top of my head and will probably change within 5 minutes after i post this.

Lorelai

- her graduation robes!!- ik this is a cheeky answer, but really i loved that for Lorelai. her worrying about her curls being crushed or it being too hot, myyyyy heartttt. also i just think she's wanted that for like 16 years and she finally got her moment and yeah that moment just means a lot

- dress she wore to liz's wedding- the wispy dress, the flower crown, the dance with luke??? today was a fairytale vibes absolutely gorgeous

- dance marathon dress- they're so dorky i love that dress so much, the way she got vintage shoes for the dress, gosh i love lorelai

- late to chilton outfit- this outfit was ICONIC. emily's reaction, the headmasters?? the way lauren still pulled it off looking like a kickass cowboy. nothing but respect for my oversleeping queen

- calling off jess outfit- hated lorelai in this scene, but her outfit delivered.

the two looks in this picture. the coat, the hair the knee high boots?? lorelai girl you're killing us

honorable mentions: bridesmaid dress and anytime she wore a sleeveless turtle neck. i feel like luke listing every sweater of her wardrobe

nowwww rory!!

- the first outfit she wore when meeting dean, the black skirt, red sweater, and black tights... the vibes. i tried to recreate the outfit and my friends called me out on it. but hey! it's literally the comfiest nicest looking outfit i own

- the first episode chunky white sweater and choker combo- iconic, rory gilmore walked so chris evans could run. i dare anyone to change my mind.

to encompass the multitudes of rory gilmore i must also include

- the dress in you jump, i jump jack!! blue is her color

- blue is also the boat neck full sleeve baby blue she wore during "go be someone else's dad" and "shane as in come back?"

- and also the red velvet dress she was wearing in the hospital

style icons!! this ask made me so happy jo, hope you're having fun rocking around the christmas tree ily!!!

#johermione🌸💕📚 #gilmore girls #rory gilmore #lorelai gilmore #outfits #fashion #asks

[movedbl0g]

stray kids - reacting to you being an artist

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

🖤requested by @tayatubby

-> I hope you like it!!

(Gifs also belong to their original owners)

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Bang Chan:

Chan finally got a day off, he was spending the last days in his studio, busy with working on new music. So when you finally could meet again, you decided to go on a picnic date, bringing cinnamonrolls and a lot of other stuff with you.

After you ate, Chan laud down, his head pointing up while resting on your thigh, slowly drifting to sleep. You softly stroked his hair, when u had an idea. You grabbed your sketchbook from the bag besides you and you started to draw the peacefully sleeping man in front of you.

You were almost finished, just a few little details missed, so you were looking at Chan, appreciating his features in order to draw them right. All of the sudden, a little “hey! You’re staring!”, brought you back to earth, as you were completely zoning out. “Oh- I I’m sorry I just-“ , you stumbled nervously, but after your eyes met Chans , you both laughed it off.

Then, Chans eyes fell into your sketchbook. “What are you drawing?”, he curiously asked trying to peak on the page. You tried the close the sketchbook as fast as possible, but Chans fast reflexes already kicked in and he grabbed the book before you could close it.

As he saw your drawing, he immediately blushed and let out a small chuckle. “I didn’t know that you can draw that well y/n! This looks really amazing!! Why am I only seeing this now?? Please,,can tou draw something for me??”

Lee Know:

You were sitting on the couch in the large dance practice room,the room filled with the sound of music and Minho’s steps. He has been practicing for a while now, while you carefully watch every movement he makes.

After a while you decided to draw a little, you always had a sketchbook and a pencil with you (just in case), so you pulled it out of your beg and opened a free page.You started to sketch the different movements Minho did, analyzing his anatomy and emotions, trying to include them in your sketches.

Once you had the base of several movements and poses in the paper, you started working on the little details. You were so caught up in drawing, that you didn’t notice that the music suddenly stopped and that Minho walked up to you.

“I didn’t know that you could draw that well, y/n!”, he said and you clearly heard the amazement in his voice. “Thank you”, you said while your cheeks flushed red. “But no matter how good my drawing skills are”, you continued,” the drawings will never look as handsome as you do in real life”.

Changbin:

Finals week were coming up soon, but you just couldn’t concentrate on the school stuff in front of you. You tried listening to calm music and asmr, but nothing seemed to help. Your mind just kept swaying to other things or well...Changbin.

You started to mindlessly scribble on your notes,but after a while you started to draw an actual portrait from Changbin on your notes, trying to bring in all the details, like the sparkle in his eyes and cute dimples.

“I thought you wanted to study”, a voice behind you said, causing you to jump. You blushed and tried to cover the drawing on your notes but Changbin already laud his eyes on it. “Is- is that me??”, he asked,you were not able to tell if he liked it or if he thought that it looked horrible.

You hid your face in your hands, trying to hide the embarrassed look an your face. “Yes...maybe....”, you said slowly, waiting for a clear reaction. Changbin started to giggle, blushing from your cuteness “it really looks amazing, you could definitely sell this!”

You both started to giggle. “Well, maybe you should draw another one tho, because these math equations kinda kill the vibe”, he added,giving you a small peck before walking into the bathroom.

Hyunjin:

“You really think that you can draw better than me?”, Hyunjin asked teasingly. “I mean we could do a drawing contest and let the other members decide who won”, you answered confidently,raising an eyebrow at him.

What Hyunjin didn’t know,is that you always were good in arts and you even studied it for a while, before you decided to concentrate on other things. After you both agreed on a theme you both started drawing, a wall of arts supplies blocking you both from looking at the other’s artwork.

Time flew by quickly, you were both silent for the most time, concentrating on the drawing in front of you. “I’m finished!”, Hyunjin suddenly screamed, confidence written in his face and you can’t help but let out a small giggle.

Hyunjin eyed you offended “so you’re thinking your winning, huh”, he stated in a teasing voice, “then show me your drawing fir-“. He stopped in the middle of his sentence, as you turned around your artwork to him, causing him to gasp out loud. “Nooooo”, he whined dramatically,” how was I supposed to know that you’re THAT good at drawing....this is not fairrrrr”

Jisung:

It was the first time that you two went to your apartment. You had been together for a few months now, but you always met at different places and mostly the dorm.

The two of you had bags filled with groceries in your hand,since you were planning on cooking together this evening.After a little bit of struggle you opened your apartment door and held the door open for Jisung, letting him walk in, while his eyes explored your apartment.

As you put down the groceries in your kitchen, Jisungs eyes fell on the colorful wall in your apartment, it was filled with little drawing, landscapes, forms and a lit of different things, but somehow it all harmonized to one big picture.

As you catched your boyfriend staring at the wall, you walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his chest while pulling him close “Do you like it?”, you asked. “Are you kidding me??”, he answered, his voice excited while his eyes were still lingering on the wall, “this is one of the most amazing and beautiful things I’ve ever seen...I can really be happy to have such an talented partner like you, y/n”

Felix:

“Do you want to help me decorate this cake??”, Felix yelled from the kitchen,while you were busy scrolling on your phone in the living room. “Sure,,I’m on my way!!”, you screamed back, putting your phone down and making your way into the kitchen.

“The cake smells totally amazing!!”, you complimented as you pulled Felix into a tight back hug. The boy giggled,putting both of his hands on yours.”what theme do we want to go for?”, he asked while turning around, so that he can face you. “what about if we try to recreate the latest album cover and draw a group photo on it?”, you suggested.

“But isn’t that kinda complicated?”, Felix asked worried, but you gave him a reassuring smile. “ I mean yeah, it’s not very easy, but if we mess up we just have to eat the cake as quick as possible, so no one sees it” you said jokingly, turning to the cake to star decorating it.

After some time you were finished with decorating, the kitchen was a really big mess, but the cake turned better out than you expected. “Woahhhhh”, Felix let out as he saw the cake. “You’re talent is crazy...like wowww look at that.....”, he immediately pulled out his phone to take a picture of the beautiful decorated cake. “Now i really don’t want to eat that cake, because this artwork of yours is more than amazing”

Seungmin:

You were sick today, so you stayed at home to rest and get healthy again as soon as possible.But as time went by,you started to get really bored, so you decided to look up pictures from your boyfriend and decided to draw him.

Your bed was quickly filled with art supplies, your sketchbook on your thighs as you started to draw. You started with a simple sketch, but it soon turned into a detailed fanart and you even incorporated colors (what you usually don’t do).

After the piece was finally finished, you had to go to the toilet, so you put down the drawing on your bed and rushed into the bathroom. While you were away, Seungmin returned home, bringing your favorite take out food with him.

As he entered your bedroom, he saw the drawing of him on your bed and looked at it for a while. “Why did you print out a picture from me?”, Seungmin asked as you came back. “Huh...what?” You asked confused, until he pointed out your drawing. Your cheeks turned red and you started to giggle. “Minnie, that’s a drawing...”

Jeongin:

You came home from work and found your boyfriend in the living room drawing while talking to his fans in vlive. You gave him a small smile as a greeting and he immediately smiled back at you.

“Do you wanna draw with me?”, he asked while holding up a blank paper. You hesitated at first, but after he gave you a pouting-puppy-stare you gave in and took the paper from his hand, sitting dien behind the camera, facing Jeongin.

He continued to talk with his fans, peeking over to your drawing a few times, but he couldn’t really see what you were doing. Your mind was totally focused on drawing, you haven’t done that in a while,but now that you are drawing again, you remembered how much you loved it and how stress relieving it was.

“I’m done!”,you shout out after a while, holding your paper up to Jeongin, so that he can finally see your drawing,while waiting for his reaction. His jaw dropped open as he looked at the drawing. “Omg look guys!”, he stated while taking the paper from your hands and showing it to the fans,”I didn’t know that you could draw that well!!”. His eyes lingered over the drawing, appreciating every single detail in your drawing,while you were blushing at the cute reaction of your boyfriend.

🖤masterlist

#kpop fanfic #kpop imagine #kpop scenarios #skz fanfic #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #skz reactions #stray kids reaction #bang chan #lee know #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #kpop reactions #kpop #kpop fluff #stray kids #skz #fluff #insert reader #syray kids x reader

[cranetreegang]

Spoilers for Sage Route Chapter 6

Alright... I've been playing Sage's Route and lemme tell ya, I need to rant a lil.

Warnings: Cursing, Blood and Spoilers for Sage's Route below

So, here I am, vibing with my cat-wolf boyfriend by the lake side, all romantic and shit, when he just chunks basically the equivalent to a Epic Rarity Weapon with a 1% drop rate from the hardest dungeon in the game into the fucking lake.

Sage:

Me as I watch him yeet the sacred relic into the lake on our romantic date:

THEN DEER BOI McGEE shows up and LITERALLY STABS SAID RELIC INTO MY CAT-WOLF BOYFRIEND'S CHEST and kills the mood. (see above image of my reaction when sword is through my boyfriend's chest)

So, I've been chasing Sage across the entire continent after he runs away to brood. Like, he can't escape me I'm a persistence predator, I just speed walk after him until he's finally my boyfriend and wants to talk to me.

And you mean to tell me, the speed walk champ, that I don't walk TWO FEET OVER TO MY CAT-WOLF BOYFRIEND TO SEE IF HE'S ALRIGHT??? There's a literal sword through his chest and I am UNPHASED.

Granted, I would've walked over and been like, "Are you okay?"

Me after watching my Cat-Wolf Boyfriend get stabbed several times and I rush over to ask if he's alright:

I am straight up Stone Cold Steve Austin™ cause I don't even FLINCH or even cry out "OH NO! MY BOYFRIEND! HE'S BROKEN!" fucking nothing dudes. not even a "SAGE!!!!" or a "RIME!!! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS!" nothing. I think I'm more upset I got blood on my shoes than the fact Sage got stabbed.

What I wanted to say after Rime stabbed my boyfriend:

THEN!!! Rime is like "😊 im here for the artifact in yo chest gurrrrl 😊" and im like "come and get it coward 😜✌"

But then Rime doesn't try to come and get it???

he takes us through a rando portal, stabs my boyfriend, AGAIN, then I throw a pebble at him because NO ONE HAS TAUGHT ME HOW TO FIGHT OR DO MAGIC????

Live recreation of me helping save my mortally wounded boyfriend:

Then Rime just leaves after saying I'm making Sage worse by not letting him Hulk out and rip people's throats out. like bruh what. will anyone explain what the fuck corruption is or does?? no?? k cool whateves I guess.

AND AFTERWARDS, you would think, I, a person who just witnessed someone I care about get stabbed several times, would be like "oh bby are you okay? you got stabby wabby 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺"

OR EVEN after he's all healed up, "oh dang, the corruption healed you and that's not good. we should do something to help deal with your corruption!"

FUCK NO WE DON'T DO ANY OF THAT WE'RE Stone Cold Steve Austin™ AND WE'RE ONLY HERE TO SCRATCH SAGE'S EARS AND TELL HIM TO STOP DRINKING

We instead SPEED WALK after him to some s e c l u d e d p o o l s™

and I don't even go like "i almost lost you today." or whatever sappy bullshit. nah. don't fucking care. just toss his clothes in the water and say "'ight catch ya later in my room pspspsps ;) if you know what i mean."

whatever. It's cool.

I mean, it's not like the corruption is gonna turn him into a monster and he'll ask me to kill him to which I'll throw a few pebbles at him as he rips my heart out. No biggie! :D

So, let's recap:

Sage, my cat-wolf boyfriend, tosses his super weapon into the lake because... he can???? then Rime shows up and stabs Sage. Rime teleports us away to stab Sage again. I throw a pebble and Rime leaves after saying I'm turning Sage into a monster. then sage does what he do best and runs away. then i, the speed walk champ, chase after him to throw his clothes in a pool.

Sage as soon as he senses me wanting to talk to him:

END OF RANT

also, if i gotta chase down this man one more freaking time, im putting a restraining order on myself cause i feel like a creep running after him all the time.

my messages are open for anyone who would like to rant/discuss sage route because i actually do love this cat-wolf boy

#sage lesath #bruh if i have to chase down this man one more time #90% of our relationship is me chasing him down and forcing him to talk to me #shitposting #meme #last legacy

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Pity Prom? - Owen Joyner x reader (18+)

JATP masterlist

Requested: Can you write an Owen smut: you work on set of jatp and they’re filming a prom episode over lunch with your boyfriend Owen you end up admitting you never had a prom so he ends up asking you to come to his place that night and you’re dressed up and so is he and he decorated the apartment. While your slow dancing you whisper in his ear abt how you want the “full prom experience” and you take him to the bedroom and start grinding on him and when he’s had enough he starts to treat you (finger you)

Warnings: Smut, swearing, described depressive episode

Words: 1812

Summary: After learning you’ve never attended a prom, Owen takes it upon himself to recreate the most magical dance you’ve ever had.

A/n: I riffed on the request a bit. This could have been so much better than it was, but the longer it sat in the drafts, the more nitpicky I got and soon I’d have absolutely nothing after writing for so long. I may or may not post a part two of just a hella smut but I’m not in the mindset to write it right now. 

“What’s the question of the day today?” Madison asks me once I sit down at the collapsible tables set up for the cast and crew to have lunch. I remember my first day on set I sat at a table alone because I didn’t want the season 1 cast to feel like I was intruding. Madison as the ringleader, confidently sat across from me and soon the whole cast joined, making me feel right at home with them. Like I belonged there. And I asked each of them if they’ve ever had ghost encounters to fit into the theme of the show.

“Question of the day?” I quirk a puzzled brow, taking a sip from my water bottle.

“Yeah you always sit down at lunch with a question of the day, so what’s today’s?”

“Huh, I didn’t realize I did that.”

“You were just born a stellar conversationalist,” Owen pretends to flip imaginary hair over his shoulder before nudging it into my own shoulder.

“Okay. How about... your worst high school experience?” I spit back playfully, never tearing my eyes from Owen’s.

“Probably not going to high school,” he states in between bites of the catered street tacos from craft services, “But I did have this one teacher who just had it out for me, nitpicking at minor mistakes and messing up my GPA.”

“Tragedy. What about you Cheyenne? What was it like going to high school when the dinosaurs walked the earth?” The table collectively laughs at my antagonization. He proceeds to launch into a full story of something to do with a crappy lunch lady and running into bullies on the way home. I didn’t mean to tune out, but I got into my own head about what my worst experience was. I wasn’t cool by any means, but I wasn’t a target for bullies either. What was the worst part about high school?

Oh.

“What about you, Y/n?”

“Oh, um. My principal cancelled prom because someone’s senior prank was putting chickens in her office.”

“That is such a good prank oh my gosh.”

“Where did they get chickens?”

“Cancelled prom?” Savannah’s voice stands out among the overlapping chatter.

“Yeah. It was kinda sad at the time to be punished for someone else’s actions, but at the same time I’d rather they cancel prom than rat out the people who did it.”

“I hate that feeling. When something gets cancelled and then that entire day the vibes just feel off,” Jadah practically shudders, haunted by the feeling she has described.

Savannah goes on to tell us about how her worst experience also had to do with prom and how her friends ditched her last minute. I’m pretty invested in the story so far, and then I feel Owen nudge me to get my attention. He whispers,

“You never went to a prom?”

“No. Did you?”

“Yeah, my friends back home invited me to theirs.”

“Oh.” I sit back in realization. I thought Owen would be able to relate because of transitioning to online homeschooling, but even the online homeschool kid got a prom and I didn’t. For a short moment I’m spiraling into this thought, but before I venture too deep, he speaks again.

“What are you doing later tonight?” I blink pointedly.

“Nothing. Why?”

“You should come over a few hours after we’re off, say 8?”

“Sure.”

Wrapping filming for the day at 5 PM was a lucky break, but the meantime alone in my apartment got me pretty antsy. I texted Owen to ask what he had planned for the night but he refused to tell me. When I asked what attire I should wear at the very least, he told me to dress as formal as I possibly could, and my mind immediately began racing at the possibilities of what the evening might hold.

Though, I am exhausted from the short day at work, so I opt for attire that’s a little less than ‘as formal as possible’. I have a knee length black dress that I wore for a movie premiere because I look fantastic in it, so I go for the classic look. Jewelry of course because the glam of the dress is practically nonexistent. Having an extra hour of time to kill, I figure why the hell should I not do a nice makeup look? It’s been a minute since I’ve had time to just chill and wing some eyeliner.  

By 7:30, I’m ready to go and begin the commute to Owen and Charlie’s place. Why we’re getting so dressed up to meet at the apartment either means he wanted to ride together to wherever we’re going, or something’s going on that he’s not telling me.

Owen instructed me to text once I pulled up to his apartment, and about three minutes after I text, I see him outside and walking towards my car. His hair is still styled like Alex which I find adorable, but when he gets closer I see he’s also dressed just as fancy as I am in charcoal black dress pants, a white button up, and a black tie to match. So that’s why he told me to send a picture of the dress.

“M'lady,” he greets, offering his hand to me as I step out of my car.

“What is going on?”

“You’ll see.” Owen leads us back up to his shared apartment. When he opens the door, he gestures for me to enter first as usual and when I do my jaw slightly drops in awe. The entire living room is lit by string lights that dance across the ceiling. In the corner, there’s a record player emitting the sound of an Aretha Franklin vinyl that I got Owen as a housewarming gift.

“What is this?” I ask Owen in a whisper, unable to speak any louder due to how amazed I am.

“When you said you’d never had a prom I felt bad because even as the online school kid I still had somewhat of a prom and you didn’t.”

“Is this a pity prom?”

“...No?” I laugh at Owen’s wincing in preparation for my response.

“Holy shit, Owen.” Taking his hand, I look all around the room again, taking note of all the different decorations Owen’s put up just to make the environment as festive as a public high school could be. I walk him into the center of their living room, pulling him in close to slow dance to the talent of Ms. Franklin. He smells like mint and sandalwood against me and I’m taken back to our first date when he was wearing this scent on his cable-knit jumper; my head against his chest, we lay underneath the stars with a bottle of wine and dreams larger than life itself.

“Did you really do all of this for me?” I asked Owen, and after taking in the final lights across the living room, I look back into his eyes, not expecting my boyfriend to be looking down at me with such loving eyes. He nods yes with a small, nervous smile painting his face.

The sight nearly makes me burst into tears. I’ve always wanted someone to look at me with the utmost love in their eyes. If I could go back in time and tell my teenage self that one day, I would find someone who loves me more than I could ever love myself, I’d do it in a heartbeat. The nights spent crying in bed when I felt so low would never haunt me again as long as Owen is in my life. I can’t manage to say any of this to Owen’s face as I border tears, but I say as much as I can in three words.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Y/n.”

“I’ve never had anyone do something this thoughtful for me before.”

“You haven’t?” He asks, his brows knitting together in a somewhat disappointed expression.

“I mean, I haven’t had much luck in the dating department before meeting you.” Tears gather on my bottom lash line as I speak and Owen takes note of the emotion and tries to cheer me up.

“I couldn’t give you the full prom experience, but I did what I could.”

“And what does the ‘full prom experience’ entail, exactly?” I lace my fingers behind Owen’s neck as he places his hands on my waist.

“I mean depends how rich you are.”

“Okay...” I trail my hands down to rest them on Owen’s shoulders.

“The rich kids have limos and go to steak houses, but us poor kids would go get fast food and pretend to pregame with fake weed or something.” The imagery makes me laugh, and I move my hands down more to rest them flat against the surface of his chest, leaning in to rest my face on the fabric of his shirt.

“In movies they’ll go to a popular kid’s house and after party, is that actually real?”

“Well... yeah.”

“Why do you say it like that?” I ask, not moving from my position against Owen’s chest.

“Some kids after party, but some do... other things… I guess.”

“Other things. You paint a vivid picture.” I look up to meet Owen’s eyes and he casually stares back at me. “Some kids plan it to be the night they lose their virginities.”

“Oh bet.” We laugh a bit at my statement and then dreamily resume smiling at one another. “I mean, that ship has kind of sailed but… we could still have some fun.” Gauging Owen’s reaction, I’m not met with any with any sort of hesitance.

“Is Charlie here?”

“No, I kicked him out for this reason,” Owen admits cockily.

“So you were planning on fucking me?”

“You have no proof.” With a mischievous smile, I take Owen by the tie to bring him down to kiss me. He obliges and the heated kiss is anything but pure. Our kiss is hardly broken as we make our way through the apartment space, heading toward his bedroom. As I’m hurriedly removing my large jewelry, Owen is undoing his tie. His pursuit of the kiss pushes me to crawl back onto the bed. I’m leaning back as Owen crawls over me, and I reach up to begin undoing the buttons of his white shirt.

As the passion of our kiss deepens, I brush the skin of my fingertips down the surface of Owen’s abdomen. The movement makes him shudder and in turn, he moves the fabric of my dress up just high enough to hook his fingers under the waistband of my ‘sexy times’ underwear. I mimic his movements by reaching down to slide my hand over the bulge of his black dress pants.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers into my mouth, moving his hand below the hem of my ‘prom’ dress.

“Touch me, Owen.”

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A/N: this is really just so rough I’m sorry yall LMAO

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[theglowyscorpio]

all set | eren x reader

a/n: this is a story in the making, currently available at AO3 and Wattpad. If you like it, please don't hesitate to give me some kudos, leave a comment or maybe follow me on my social media! <3 Any feedback is highly appreciated since I'm just getting started!

pairing: eren yeager x female reader

tags: mature content, alternate universe (modern setting), college/university, recreational drug use, implied sexual content, M/F, F/F, the author is not religious lmao

word count: 4.3k

current chapters: 2/?

playlist: this one was made with a particular playlist in mind. they are really great songs that help to convey this chapter, so I hope you have a time to check them out! :)

a. slomosa - kevin b. upsahl - drugs c. rosenfeld - like u d. kaiba - overdose e. lil kapow - tinman f. bodega - how did this happen!?

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all set

I lost count of how many parties I went to this week. There was one at Shina, another at... Sasha's. Wait, was it? Or Ymir's? Honestly, both their houses look fairly similar and we always see the same faces over and over again, regardless of where we are getting wasted. Definitely two at my house. The timeline is blurry at this point. If my liver could talk, it would spit out "Screw you, Eren." and I wouldn't be able to disagree.

Classes will start next week so everyone is acting like we're going to stop doing all this for the rest of the semester. That never happens.

I barely enter Reiner's house and the music is already piercing my head. My ears will soon tell me to go screw myself too. The bass was loud. But it was good.

— Hey, finally — Reiner says, giving a hard slap in my back. I can't even get mad at him because he probably didn't mean for it to hurt. Fucking strong bastard.

— Sorry. Lost track of time.

— You know where the things are — he leaves me behind and disappears through the noisy music.

It's hot inside. August has been particularly cruel this year. I'm using a black t-shirt, which is luckily pretty thin, and my black Adidas pants that are somewhat breathable. My hair is in a bun. I will probably be sweating soon, though. Reiner's AC won't do miracles with this amount of people since it is specially packed today. I guess I might see some new faces tonight, huh.

This fact already makes things more interesting.

I walk through the room and then arrive in the kitchen. Connie and Sasha are there.

— Eren!! — I barely open my mouth to talk and Sasha is already giving me whatever weird drink they made. Their drinks sometimes are... unusual, for the lack of a better word. Most of the time they are simply pure shit. They call it scout's fuel, always the same name regardless of what's inside. Maybe that's why my liver hates me so much.

— Thanks — I'm already used to the goddamn gasoline taste — I guess you both want to get us wasted tonight.

— It's our personal mission, so enjoy the fuel — Connie says laughing, raising his plastic cup. I love this duo – who doesn't? – and I can't help but laugh with them, even though it tastes so bad — Everyone is already here, come on — I follow them and find all the familiar faces I've seen all week: Bertholdt, Historia, Ymir, Mikasa, Annie, Armin, Jean, everyone.

The girls look hot, even though I'm used to them. Either way, I avoid hooking up with my friends since the last time didn't work so well. It's better to avoid Mikasa today.

We all sit together while drinking. I light a joint I had already prepared at home and say — Am I crazy or is Reiner's party bigger than usual? —, releasing the smoke a few seconds after. This one is the best grass we could get around our area, I've saved it primarily for today and now I see that might have been a great decision on my part. I'm glancing through the room and looking for some girls, might share this shit with one - or a few - of them later.

— Thank god, I was tired of seeing your ugly faces every fucking time — Jean says. The girls look at him and he rushes to add — I mean, the boys, of course. It's always nice looking at all of you, ladies.

It's not enough to avoid Annie's kick anyway — We can say the same of you, horse face.

Reiner arrives at the perfect time and explains — Since the new semester starts Monday, news about today traveled fast and we got a lot more company than usual.

— Do you know all of them, Reiner? — Historia asks — I've talked to a bunch of them tonight and there are people from all over the campus and from all years as well — Historia always looks pretty, her blonde hair shining even in the low light of the party. Guys make a line to talk to her at all parties so there's no surprise that she's already familiarized with the whole scenario. I wonder what Ymir thinks of it. Probably followed her during this little field trip.

— Hell, no — he grabs the joint of my hand and sucks deeply — I know some of them and some are Bertholdt's friends but there are some random people.

— I bet Reiner knows a lot of the girls — I take my joint back from his fingers — I assume they aren't Bertholdt's friends, though — and grin.

— Hey, I don't see you with any new company either, dude — Bertholdt tries to grab my weed as well, but I avoid his advances. He instead grabs my cup and drinks all of it, leaving me empty. He makes a funny face at the taste. Suit yourself, man, I think to myself, laughing on the inside.

— Yeah, but I'll work on it in a sec — I tease him knowing that he can't handle much of Sasha and Connie's fuel. He always knocks out before everyone. I hope he realizes he needs to stay awake to try anything with Annie. Someday. He simply never gets there.

Hange arrives almost falling over Ymir and spilling her drink on the floor in the process — I think we should all make a toast and make this last party a wild ride!!! — her yelling stabbing us louder than the music.

— Bitch, you are this fucking drunk already? — Ymir says to her, holding Hange's weight on her back — What the hell did the gasoline duo do to you?

— Okay okay, enough with the questions, let me fill your cups because this is the night! — Sasha says, just pouring all that mystery liquid that soon will go straight to our heads — Also, Reiner, where's the food?

We raise our plastic cups and Connie yells — To the new semester! — and we drink, feeling the immediate burn on our throats. It's hard being a scout.

— I need to get laid today — Jean says as he lays his back on the couch — Gonna arrive for the classes pretty motivated next week — he then rests his left arm at the back pillow, behind Mikasa's head.

— You should start roaming, then — her cold delivery puts Jean's subtle attempt at flirting six feet under the ground, as usual. It was pretty damn quick, but I could notice Mikasa glancing at me and then looking the other way. Yeah, I think I need to start roaming soon, too.

— That sounds great, then let's do that!!! — Hange grabs Jean by the arm and they disappear amongst the crowd.

— When all this fun ends, I'll be the one who will probably have to take him home after he gets slapped by some girls — Armin and Jean live with me so we normally go back together. Armin is the responsible one between us, which is not exactly hard considering how Jean and I are — Gonna at least drink some beer before that happens.

— I'll go with you, this drink sucks — Annie says, finishing the drink anyway and following him. We always drink the last drop of it, we never learn.

The girls went dancing, the music was exceptionally good today. A lot of bands I already liked plus some I have never heard before. I need to remember to ask Reiner for this playlist later. Connie was already surrounded by a different group, everyone likes to talk to him. He is popular. The rest dispersed as well and I could hear Hange's screams far away. This is going to be a night for her, indeed.

I start walking around, meeting a lot of people from my classes and others from the campus in general. I talk to all of them and drink a lot in the process, which feeds my need for nicotine every time. I grab my pack of cigarettes and while smoking, I see Levi.

— I must be dreaming — I say, letting the smoke leave my lips with a smile. It reaches him and looks at me with a deadly expression. He is smoking as well, but he only admits one specific brand of cigarettes and hates all the others. Levi usually doesn't show up at these "brat" parties, as he likes to say, since he's a few years older than us. I normally see him at Shina's, which is a popular club slash bar near our university. He's the owner so we all met him there, after going so many times. Shina has the best parties and the best drinks of all the clubs near us. And it couldn't be any other way, since Levi is a perfectionist. There's also a small stage there, where indie bands perform from time to time. My band does some gigs there sometimes.

— Hey — he replies, as cold as ever. He's Mikasa's cousin, so they have the same expressions and hard-to-approach vibe — Already high, I see.

— Always. In fact, today I hope to be higher than usual. What miracle brings you here?

— Some people from the staff decided to come here today so there are fewer brats to piss me off — he drinks what's probably a high priced whiskey and continues — and there's a new girl at the club so we have been showing her the area for a few weeks now.

— There's a lot of new girls here today — although I know Levi doesn't give a crap.

— So? — yeah, he doesn't.

Levi is a pretty successful business owner and even I have to admit that he's hot – is not only common knowledge but a mutual agreement between everyone –, so girls are always trying to get him, but he doesn't screw most of them. He doesn't fuck brats, period. He says he doesn't have the patience. That makes the girls even more desperate. He has the highest standards of every guy I know. When he was still in university – the same we all go –, he screwed not only the hottest girls but also the professors - which went after him and not the other way around. At least that's what I've heard. I think Levi never had to actively look for any girl, to be honest.

I can only laugh at his reply. That's just so him.

— If you want more stuff than what's already in your system, Floch is over there.

— I want, actually. I was going to look for him — I see Floch's red hair among some folks. Floch is usually as busy as Connie but with less than half of the charisma.

He finishes his cigarette, blowing its last white smoke into the air, and we both hear a loud HELL YEAH!! coming from all the other way across the room — Tsk, is that Hange?

— Pfft, it was before, I think it's Sasha now — he doesn't laugh at my reply. He never does. I think hell would freeze while heaven catches on fire.

I think about the music again. It's so good today, what the hell — Hey Levi, don't you think this playlist is too high quality for a Reiner party? I don't get it, his music taste is always pure trash.

— That's from our new girl — he drinks the last drops of his whiskey and starts to leave — You might find her around here — he then suddenly stops and looks at me — Don't get your hopes up, though.

I am not able to ask what he meant by that because he leaves too quickly. Time to look for Floch.

— Hey, Flo-

— Here.

— You didn't even let me finish.

— I know what you want. You are not in the mood for cocaine so you want MD instead, blah-blah-blah-blah. Is that kind of night — he pauses for mere seconds — Am I wrong, Eren?

— Nope, right as usual — Floch is the main person you go to when you need drugs. I mean, good drugs. He looks like your standard rich boy – which he is, by the way – that can do no wrong, but you can get the best stuff from him. I've always found this funny. The weed I have today was his work. He knows my taste well.

Reiner's frat house is huge, so there's plenty of room to walk. I'm approached by a bunch of girls on the way but for some reason, none of them piques my interest. I am pretty set on going after something new today and I have no problem getting laid. It happened every single day this week and it truly happens anytime I want. Which, okay, boosts my ego a little bit. Maybe a lot. I might even have hurt some girls in the process. I was never slapped though, unlike Jean. So that's a win in my book.

I see a few of my friends again, mainly Historia and Reiner, and they are talking to a girl I've never seen before.

She has long black hair and short messy bangs, the kind that goes a little above the eyebrows. I didn't know black hair was my thing until now. Her face has the perfect features, at least for me. She's wearing a sleeveless white top that is so tight that hugs her figure perfectly and makes her breasts look amazing. That type of top that shows the girl's side boob, and I'm a total sucker for those. It is also short so you can see a bit of her waist. And I don't even have to see her ass because I already know it is probably too damn good. Her light blue ripped jeans are cool as well and she has black sneakers. I like her style. She has a bunch of tattoos - a lot on her right arm, one on her left hand, and probably some that I couldn't see because they were behind her clothes. I intended to, though.

Fuck, she's hot.

Historia looks mesmerized talking to her, which is a very privileged view from where I stand because, as I've already said before, she is also beautiful. But she isn't exactly hot. This girl is. Way too much. Oh, and Reiner is there too. Whatever.

I can see a lot of guys want to approach her but none of them do. I went for it. Wasn't this night supposed to be wild?

— Hey, Eren! Guess what, Y/N is the new DJ at Shina! I was telling her how we go there all the time.

— Hi, Eren, nice to meet you — she says, with that kind of smile that people who know they are hot make. I do that too.

— Hey, Y/N — I say. And as I told you seconds before, I'm good with that type of smile as well so that's what she gets — Levi told me he came with the staff and a new girl, so I suppose that's you.

— Yeah, I'll start there next week.

— I talked to him about the party's playlist because I knew it couldn't be Reiner's.

— Yeah, it's Y/N's. She prepared it for the party when I invited the guys from Shina yesterday. We were in the same high school. — Reiner says that looking at me with a face that shows "See that, dickhead? I've known her for some years now".

— It's pretty good! I can't wait for the next party at Shina's to see your set! — Historia was always an angel.

REINER, WHERE'S THE REST OF THE ICE, MAN??, someone screamed far away.

— Shit. Catch up with you later, Y/N.

Too bad, huh, Reiner? He gives me a look that I can't quite figure out what it is, but I know for sure it wasn't a look of support. In the fucking slightest.

— I think Ymir is calling me as well, sorry!! — It was painfully obvious that Ymir wanted to make out with Historia for some time now. They never did. I think only Historia hasn't realized yet that Ymir is thirsty for her for god knows how long.

After Historia left, there was only me and her — So, by any chance, do you go to the same university as us? You look our age but Levi said you are new here — I tried asking this without looking at her body, but looking at her face was even worse. Her eyes were piercing me in the best way possible.

— I'm not exactly new, I'm from the same uni as you guys, but I took a gap year — she takes a sip of her drink — You probably never met me but I'm in the same year as you all are now.

Since Reiner knew her from high school, he also knew she was at the same university all along and never told any of the guys. Smart fucker.

— So that makes you a year older than me — I smirk at her.

— I guess it does — she smirks back as she lights up a cigarette and blows the smoke at me.

Ok, looking good so far.

I'm pretty high at this point, the MD and the music are making me horny, so I don't even bother to pretend that I'm not looking at her body. I'm looking at everything.

— You took something, didn't you?

— Do you want some? I can show you later where to get the best stuff. Anything you are in the mood for.

— I'm all set — she shows me her tongue and I see the acid. The view makes my own tongue feel lonely, maybe I should use it to steal that from her mouth. I hope she's horny as well.

We talk a lot about music since it's something that we both enjoy. She's passionate about it, I can tell. She asks about my band with true interest. Doesn't sound like small talk. She touches her hair and it makes me want to stuff my face in it. She has the smile that makes you want more. Her voice has the same effect.

The loud music allows us to talk near each other's ears. I hope she moans as loud as her playlist. The girls usually love my hair for some reason, either if it's in a messy bun as it is right now or if it's loose. They all love my green eyes too. She can see all that with somewhat detail since we are so close, even though it is a little dark here. If I take you to a room you can see me better, I almost blurb it out. I can see her too and that kills me.

She looks receptive to me but normally at this point I would be already hooking up with the girl. This time it isn't happening. I never have to work so much. I think I understand why the other guys didn't approach her before. She's a little intimidating to talk to, and that comes naturally to her – it doesn't seem to be on purpose. I flirt with her the way I normally do but she is hard to get, she hits every ball I throw. I remember what Levi said before. Oh, right.

But I'm vibing way too much at this point, I think if I touch any part of her I'll get hard immediately.

— This gap year you've mentioned... Did you go anywhere specific?

— I know it will sound cliché, but I went to Europe.

— Where in Europe?

— Everywhere — she says — I went down — the corner of her lips forming a smile  — And up. Everywhere. — and I can swear she sounds flirtatious as hell. I want to bite her lip.

— That sounds... Awesome. — I think she wants to bite me too, or at least I hope she does — Was there any particular reason to leave? If that's not too much to ask.

— Hm, I was kinda... — she stops to think for a few seconds as she holds her hair up and makes a ponytail, looking at the ground, the cigarette glued to her now closed lips. Her neck became exposed, it looks soft as hell and I can't wait to bruise it. She releases the smoke, that flows into the room, and looks deep into my eyes, as deep as I want to be inside her right now — ...stressed.

I reach my limit at this point.

— I can help you with the stress if you want.

— Really? — she's looking at me with the same teasing look and I'm doing the same, so we both know that's not a question I have to answer. Her tongue quickly passes through her top lip, her mouth forming a little wet smile — I don't think I need any help though.

I threw the ball and she hit a home run. My team was out.

I was not expecting that.

We hear some of the guys from Shina calling for her — Oh, they are calling me — Y/N looks at me again and says — See you around, Eren — giving me the same fucking grin I wanted to bite before.

She walks away and I see that her ass is, as I suspected from the very beginning, too damn good.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

After this, some time has passed. I look at the clock. Yeah, maybe a lot. I couldn't tell before because I'm drunk and drugged. I see most of my friends, all fucking wasted. Armin is holding up pretty well, Bertholdt's is knocked down for God knows how long, Mikasa probably smoked way too much weed (who am I to judge?) and looks dead on the couch. I don't see Ymir, Historia nor Reiner - there are too many people in this house to keep count. Sasha's eating something in the kitchen, I can't see what it is, but certainly, she got hungrier than normal after smoking some pot Connie gave her. Connie always holds his drinks well, he's still talking to a lot of people. I pass in front of one of the bathrooms and Hange is there, getting everything out of her system. Oh, and Ymir. There she is, holding Hange's hair, looking as pissed as ever. Levi probably went home hours ago. Jean is making out with some chick, he's going to score tonight. To be fair, he always does, but never with Mikasa.

I saw a lot of pretty girls today and I went for none of them. They tried and I shut them down, even the ones I normally fuck. There's someone I want to taste tonight and she's nowhere to be found. The guys from Shina are missing too, so I know I won't see her today anymore. Damn.

I'm not pissed at her but I'm pissed at the situation.

— Armin, I think I'm going to take off, are you coming?

— Yeah, I'm already pretty tired — he gets up — Jean's probably going to stay here.

— Yep. Probably. — Am I pissed that Jean's getting laid? Even though I could have as well? With someone else, at least? My mood feels off.

— I'm going with you too, I've lost count of how many assholes I had to shut down today. I think I even punched a few — I don't have to look to know that's Annie speaking — You were right, Eren, is it especially crowded today. In the shittiest way possible.

— Then let's go.

— Wait, I need to get my bag first, I left it in Reiner's room.

— I can get that for you, wait up.

— It's a black one. Small.

I sign a thumbs up for her and climb the stairs. I am hundred percent sure I'm going to see someone fucking there but that's the usual. I'm pretty sure I've already seen some people screwing in the corner of the living room minutes before. No one cares.

I open the door and see Y/N in her underwear, putting her white top back on. She does indeed have other tattoos.

— Hey there! — she says smiling, as she also puts her jeans back up, making little jumps so they pass through her ass. Her hair is not in a ponytail anymore.

I say hi in a confusing way.

— I came here to get my friend's bag — I look around for milliseconds like I don't know where the hell I am until I see Reiner lying - clearly naked - under his sheets. Can't be anyone else, with that bleached hair and huge biceps.

What? Ahn?

Hey... Wait a second.

Historia? Clearly naked as well? What. The. Hell. I guess she's not exactly the angel I thought she was?

They are sort of awake, sort of sleeping, kinda like on a different planet. You know, the type of thing that happens after a really strong fuck? That sort. They look exhausted. They look destroyed. And not in a bad way. AT ALL.

— Oh, I saw a bag before. Here you go — she gives me Annie's bag. She's all dressed now. She notices my confusion, I'm too high to act any other way — I've told you I don't need any help — her eyes piercing mine for the hundredth time tonight. Her smile hurts now. Ouch.

She grabs her sneakers and walks towards me and the door:

— I'm all set.

She leaves the room as I hold Annie's bag.

Yeah. I was not expecting that.

***

Thanks for reading (if there's even anyone here lmao). Chapter 2 will be uploaded later but it can be read now at AO3 or Wattpad.

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(未定事件簿) EVENT! 「眷然恋影」 [Tears of Themis] EVENT: Zuo Ran Birthday 2021- Days to Re-Live Forever (4.26: Birthday Celebration)

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On the day of Zuo Ran's birthday, I asked sister Zhao Xing for her help beforehand to arrange his schedule so that he got off work right on the dot.

And, using the reasoning of "The volunteers need more hands to finish setting up the set", I invited him to the Film Museum.

I explained what I did as a volunteer along our way there, doing my best to avoid the topic entirely, for fear that he'd pick up on my intent.

Very soon, we found ourselves at the Live-action Studio.

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Location: Live Action Studio

Zuo Ran: Is the place that requires help still up ahead?

MC: Yes. Soon. We'll be there soon, just a little more!

I did my best to suppress the nervousness that nagged at me, turning at the curb together with him up ahead before reaching a did. I knew that what laid behind the door was none other than the set that I'd painstakingly decorated.

▷Choice: Push the door open

Tugging at his hand, I took a deep breath and opened the doors.

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Location: Set

MC: Happy Birthday, Lawyer Zuo!

I cheered right as we entered.

Zuo Ran: You… This...

All we could see around us were the streets that gave off a foreign vibe, the light shining through the windows comforting and warm.

This was the set I chose— This was where Mary and Tim had their first date after he'd time travelled.

In the film, Mary stood in front of the shop's entrance after dinner, asking if Tim could see her off. This was also where their story had truly begun.

Be it the signboard atop the entrance, the hanging plants, or the colourful street decor, it all made people reminiscent of that one beautiful, destined night.

Zuo Ran: This is the Restaurant on the corner that Tim and Mary had their first date at?

MC: That's right, I knew you'd recognize it at a glance!

Of course, I'd also done a couple of adjustments to the set itself by adding a couple of birthday decor.

For example, the row of lights hanging from the roof, the colourful flags the spelled "Happy Birthday", and the many gifts stacked beside the coffee table.

And hidden among those gifts, was the "Collector's Edition: The World-wide  Film Script Collection".

This made Zuo Ran, who'd remained calm and unfazed in the face of all that has happened, express a rare moment of surprise.

Zuo Ran: So, that's why you...

I knew that it was going to be hard to explain everything to him immediately, so I decided to sit him down first.

MC: Okay, okay, I know that you must have a truckload of questions; but first, have a seat and try the desserts and coffee that I made.

MC: I'll slowly tell you about the secrets of this place after that.

Zuo Ran: So, you recreated the scenes in the movie "About Time" because you saw how much I loved it…?

Zuo Ran's expression gradually grew fonder as he heard the reasoning behind how this set came to be.

MC: That's right! Besides, birthdays are meant to bring happiness to the birthday star, so obviously I'll have to choose the movie you love best!

Zuo Ran: Thank you.

He surveyed the surrounding decor, gently stroking the shop window beside him that had been fully decorated with plants.

Zuo Ran: Tim invited Mary away from the boring party, bringing her to this restaurant with a transparent window instead. 

Zuo Ran: Here, they had dinner with each other, shared their most heartfelt sentiments, and walked along this path after.

MC: Yes, that's a classic, and very memorable scene!

Zuo Ran: Even the small chef miniature on the storefront looks almost exactly the same. I never thought that you'd manage to recreate even that— To such perfection.

MC: You'll have to thank the Film Museum for those. They were the ones who made replicas of the original; all I did was to exchange for them with the points I earned.

MC: Oh yes, I've got another special gift for you apart from all of these. That was one of the main reasons why I'd decided to become a volunteer in the first place.

I handed him a small booklet.

MC: This is what the guests of the Film Festival have said about "Robin".

After obtaining permission from the Film Museum, I picked out all the answers pertaining to Robin from the survey and bound it into a small booklet as a special gift for Zuo Ran.

And now, I was eagerly anticipating his reaction to this gift.

Zuo Ran: ……

He tensed a little at the mention of "Robin".

Zuo Ran: "Robin"? Why are you giving this to me?

MC: Well… I felt that "Robin" was different from the other Film Critics out on the net that you'd probably find a little distasteful.

MC: His reviews all give off a vibe similar to your own. So, I think you're… Probably acquainted with him?

Zuo Ran: So you're saying that you really like this guy?

MC: Yeah. I've reread all of his reviews a good many times now. The only unfortunate thing is that he never did share anything about his person, and neither did he leave any contact details.

MC: And even though the organizer wants to invite him for the closing ceremony if the Film Festival, they have no choice but to attempt contacting him through online means. Otherwise, I'd really have wanted to know his true identity.

I scrutinized his expression, trying to find any tells that he might show when trying to debunk my guess about his other identity. But who would have thought...

Zuo Ran: ... I'm Robin.

He'd admitted to it, unwavering, driving his point straight home.

MC: So..  Does this mean that you admit to it?

Zuo Ran: And I'm presuming from your reaction that you've already long since guessed it?

MC: Yeah, I did.

Zuo Ran: Sorry, I should have told you earlier.

MC: I probably guessed it back when I saw the picture of the shadow puppet that you sent out.

MC: And then, I slowly came to realize that you and Robin happened to coincide more and more frequently, so much that the answer to it all was pretty much already set in stone.

MC: This present is the reason why I specially added questions about Robin into the questionnaire, and also because I wanted to know a little more about you.

Zuo Ran: You're the first person...

Perhaps it was the trick of the light, but Zuo Ran's face had a faint red tint to it.

Zuo Ran: You're the first person to have gone through so much trouble for me. This present gives me innumerable joy.

MC: Yeah, I'm glad you like it...

His eyes appeared soft beyond words, unconsciously sucking me into it's enchanting depths.

Zuo Ran: It was never my intention to hide it from you, but I'd rather my Film Reviews to be just that; a pure and unhindered exchange of personal opinion.

Zuo Ran: And that might be harder to achieve if my real identity becomes associated with my identity as Robin.

Zuo Ran: ...I've always thought that I managed to keep it well under wraps since I've never let anything slip with my real life, and neither did I post any personal info.

Zuo Ran: Even acquaintances. It’s hard to find even a single connection between any of us even if you tried.

Zuo Ran: I never thought that you seriously re-read everything I wrote over and over again that many times...

MC: I just...

Zuo Ran: I suppose that’s why you’re probably the only person who’s capable of finding out my other identity.

MC: Don’t worry, Lawyer Zuo. I won’t tell anyone about your identity as Robin. Just treat it as our little secret, okay?

Zuo Ran: Okay. Our little secret.

Suddenly, he gently held my hand.

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Zuo Ran: Thank you for preparing so much for me, for my birthday.

Zuo Ran: Recreating a movie, preparing presents, carefully planning everything up till today… I really like this surprise of yours.

Zuo Ran: It is only thanks to you that I truly know now, what “Every moment in life brings innumerable joys” really means.

Zuo Ran: “Every day of our life is a journey in time. All we can do is to do the best we can to cherish this beautiful and wondrous journey of ours.”

That was the same exact line of the movie that he’d just murmured ever so softly.

MC: Isn’t that Tim’s final monologue on “About Time”?

Zuo Ran: Oh? You still remember it? He finally had an epiphany, realizing the value of an ordinary life after his countless journeys through time and space.

MC: I remember. He finally understood that time-travel was not the most important thing in the world; but what was most important, was for him to cherish everything he currently had,

Zuo Ran: That’s right. Even if living life like this will give birth to some regrets.

Zuo Ran: I watch this movie several times a year; and every time, I’ll get a new experience through these lines.

Zuo Ran: I too, once longed to Time-travel just like the hero; to change the past that could no longer be turned back in time.

Zuo Ran: But I don't think so anymore. Especially ever since I met you.

His ears were slightly red, but the sound of his voice that had reached my ears were firm and as clear as the day. I felt my cheeks warm.

MC: ……

Zuo Ran and I both immersed ourselves in the scene of the foreign street that we were in for a while. The night waxed, the colourful lights shining bright.

And he'dheld onto my hand throughout it all; across the stars and till the end of time.

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Location: Home

After the Film Festival had ended, the popular and renowned Film Critic among the masses, named "Robin", turned down the interview for the column and ended up not showing for the closing ceremony.

But he'd still heeded the organizer's request, releasing a long article to express his thoughts about the Film Festival and its many different movies.

I carefully read through this article; and unsurprisingly, I spotted a particular line.

"Every moment in life brings innumerable joys."

So, "All we can do is to do the best we can to cherish this beautiful and wondrous journey of ours.”

MC: (Yeah, I'll do my best to cherish what I have now too.)

My eyes lingered on this line for a long while, my lips curling into a knowing smile.

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Previous Part: (4.24: Exchanging Movie Reviews)

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