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cloudy-em · 8 months
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Hi, that's me again😅
So... my other idea for Lip is: (again with relatively shy reader, because I love the thrope a lot) the reader and Lip are already in a relationship, one day someone teases her a little too much on the sexual theme (they haven't had sex yet so she's a bit insecure about it) he notices, he defends her, and once they're alone he starts to joke around, teases her in a sweet way, to make her feel more comfortable to talk about it. (She is not a virgin, she's just not that experienced)
Hope you like this one, if not. It's okay, I promise😂
another great idea! <3
personally i don't celebrate thanksgiving but i remember an episode from one of the earlier seasons of them doing a thanksgiving meal which is very convenient for this so it's loosely based on that
warnings: sexual comments, innuendos, Mickey's kinda being an ass but his comments aren't ill-intended
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The Gallagher household was bustling with activity. Fiona and V were in the kitchen, finishing up some last minute food preparations while Kevin was entertaining Carl and some of his friends in the yard with games. Ian was fixing drinks for everyone, desperately trying to find Debbie to figure out what she wanted (she was in her room, Mandy braiding her hair for her so she could impress Little Hank). Lip was finishing up a project for some sophomore who'd offered to pay him $100, and Liam was sitting patiently in his high chair. Y/N did her best to help out by setting the table, ensuring there were enough chairs and that everyone had all the proper utensils.
Mickey walked in the front door, beer in hand and flopped down, watching as Y/N reached across to the other side of the table to put a fork next to the plate. Mickey whistled like a boy in a 60s tv show.
"Damn, I bet you're used to that position," he quipped, taking another swig or his beer. Y/N looked at him, furrowing her eyebrows.
Mickey shrugged. "You know, cause I'm sure Philip bends you over pretty often." Y/N realized his implications, blushing and looking away. Mickey laughed, much more comfortable on the subject of sex than she was. "I'm sure Fiona's had to schedule time out of the house with the rest of the kids just to give you two some 'alone time'!"
Y/N grew increasingly uncomfortable. She wasn't a virgin or a puritan, but she and Lip hadn't had sex yet. They hadn't had a conversation about it or anything, but she wanted to wait a while and Lip had never brought it up with her.
Mickey laughed, "Look, kid, don't have to hide anything, we've all walked in on Lip with one of his hookups before." He paused for dramatic effect.
"Besides, it's always the shy one's who are the kinkiest!"
Y/N looked away, trying not to pay him any more mind and focus on her task. Lip walked down the stairs having finished with the sophomore's project, and immediately noticed something was off. His girlfriend was shy, sure, but she never bowed her head as low as she had.
"Hey, Lip!" Mickey called, teasing. Lip looked at him, eyebrows raised in expectation. "Maybe you should go out back and have quickie with your girl, get 'er to stop bein' such a priss." Lip realized what was wrong, walking over to his blushing girlfriend and placing his arm around her waist.
"Fuck off," Lip sighed. "Y/N isn't a priss, she just doesn't think the whole world needs to know about her sex life like you and Ian seem to."
Mickey raised his arms in surrender, "'Kay, fuck, Gallagher, it was all teasing, no harm meant!" He got up from his seat and went to the kitchen, presumably to grab another beer.
"C'mon, baby," Lip said softly, squeezing Y/N's waist and guiding her up to his room. He sat with her on the edge of Ian's bed, holding her hand and rubbing his calloused thumb on the back of it.
"I'm sorry he was messin' with you, baby," he whispered. "I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. Anything I can do for you?" He emphasized his apology by pressing a soft kiss to her temple.
"No, just," she paused, thinking about how she wanted to phrase her next sentence. "Do you ever, I don't know, feel like I'm holding you back?"
Lip had a puzzled look on his face. "Whatd'ya mean, hon?"
"Well with like, you know," she sighed, pulling her hand away from Lip to hide her face. "We haven't had sex and I feel like that's my fault." She heard him chuckle quietly, her embarrassment seeping into her soul even more.
"Baby," he cooed, wrapping his arms around her in a hug as she continued to hide her face. "It's nobody's fault. We haven't talked about it yet! That's the most important part of any relationship, and that's taken me a while to learn. I figured you'd bring it up when you were ready. I didn't want you to feel pressured."
She looked up at him, eyes wide and glazed over, on the verge of tears because of her embarrassment. "Really?" she asked.
"Really," he nodded like he had given an order to the universe.
"I thought that maybe you weren't attracted to me or that you thought I wasn't good enough," she whispered.
"Me? Not attracted to you? Aw babe!" he laughed, nose touching hers in a loving exchange. "A pretty thing like you deserves to be worshipped. When we have sex, I'm takin' my time with you."
She giggled at his compliment, rolling her eyes in disbelief.
"Oh, what you don't believe me? I've wanted to sleep with pretty girl forever, I just wanted to make sure she's ready for me," he smiled at her. The more he complimented her, easing in sex references, the more comfortable she felt on the subject. He had waited for her! He didn't think she was a prude or anything, he just had respect for her; he cared for her. She felt warmth in her chest as she processed the conversation. Lip kissed her nose briefly, helping her stand up from the bed.
"And try not to let Mickey get you down. He's just like that and assumes everyone else is comfortable talking about their sex life the way he does. I'll warn him to dial it down when he's around you, though," Lip told her, looking into her eyes to make sure she knew he was serious.
"Thanks, Lip. I love you," she told him, hugging him again.
"I love you, too, Y/N. Now, we'll talk more about us and our boundaries and moving forward later," he told her, trying to help her be more comfortable discussing sex with him. "But right now I think we've got a dinner to be at."
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thanks for reading! sorry about me projecting a lil bit in lip and reader's conversation lol, i just think it's really important to have these conversations with your partners and i think lip, despite being all tough and "not sappy" (but he totally is) really cares about discussing boundaries with his partner
have a great day!
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nightgoodomens · 1 month
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Oh lol I didn’t know about that. To be fair I wouldn’t blame her if she was annoyed because I would be too. Especially since AL is so blatant with it. Some people wouldn’t care or feel it’s like a compliment, I’m the type to get annoyed so I can see it 😂
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Hello and thanks for writing in 😊 I’m glad you’re enjoying the asks and answers! I always find it curious to read what others think, whether fully agreeing or not.
1. I don’t fully agree with this one, and it’s because you’re comparing fans’ obligations to partner’s obligations. Fans are judging public figures in their safe space, AL is writing as public figure’s partner on Twitter where her words will be picked up by the people she’s writing about. A fan retweeting “for fuck’s sake it’s Michael Sheen” will do zero damage to Michael. Michael’s public partner saying that and talking about enduring them is a huge faux pass that can cause damage to him.
I don’t need to respect her because maybe he loves her but she needs to respect what he loves since she’s his partner. At least respect it publicly. Or just don’t let everyone know she doesn’t.
Every public figure should be judged by their actions not by who they’re related to. It makes zero difference to me whether Michael loves her or not - I judge by what she does.
However! If you mean basic respect by not attacking her directly by writing to her then of course. But nobody is a hypocrite because they expect her to not crap on her partner publicly while disliking her for exactly doing that.
There is no reason to wish her ill though of course.
2. See I had my crash with reality earlier so I matured a lot earlier too. There is nothing wrong with making mistakes though, I’m sure we all do them. She didn’t do anything horrifying - it’s just her constant small faux passes are what makes people not too keen on her, I believe.
3. I think there’s something about the fact that even if connections help you in the beginning, but you show you are good anyway, people quickly forget that perhaps the career began easier for you because of the connections. If you prove your worth, it doesn’t really matter in the long run.
So I believe people’s frustration with AL (and GT) is that over many years everything they’ve done was somewhat sponsored by their men and they’ve never been picked up for anything out of their sheer talent.
When you think of all the talented people who are trying to make it being ignored but over and over again AL and GT are being pulled into projects because they’re related to Sheen and Tennant even though their talent is clearly lacking which is clear by them never getting any other offers… it’s angering.
4. Yes I fully agree. It is heartwarming to watch someone basically find their other half out there, not many are lucky like this. DT is fantastic with PR. He’s been showing it especially recently. They both share hobbies and are intelligent men, it’s no wonder they clicked so nicely. The fact that five years in, their relationship only deepened as well… When I kind of went through the timeline I decided they should make a movie about them because that’s some destiny at work there 😂❤️
Thank you for writing in again!
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ellieslittleburrow · 10 days
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Hello my love 💓 I have a few tlou options 4U :3
So number one being smth you might not write abt. Which is totally fine ofc, boundaries. I don't know if you write for reader with a disability. So if you don't, ignore this please
So, reader has POTS and joel and ellie don't know yet. Should be a little while after tess expired. So it's way too hot out, and they had been walking for several miles. Readers never fainted yet. She's Dizzy, lightheaded, her vision is Fading now, her heart is beating out of her chest, and she's starting to feel a little nauseous. Then wham she faints.
Joel whipping around clutching his rifle cause he thought it was an infected. They both say like oh sh!t at the same time 😆 blah blah blah, they wake her up. Then comfort after. And more damn breaks lol. Maybe a Lil nap 4 reader, ellies idea <3<3<3
AGAIN, IF YOU DONT WRITE FOR THIS STUFF PLEASE DONT I HAVE ANOTHER IDEA
anyways reqs no.2 being another clingy cuddle reader <3 readers still 13. So, joel takes 1st watch and comes to let reader or ellie take 2nd.
But instead he finds his daughters- I MEAN ACQUAINTANCES, cuddling. Like, as closely as possible. Reader clearly just clung and ellie had to deal
But anyways he either wakes them up, or doesn't cuz yk he's joel.
Low key awkward morning. Just like, "ahh what a beautiful mor-....joel help me shes doing the thing again" -ellie. "The thing" being clinging and not letting go.
Omg imagine joel "helping ellie" by taking reader and her clinging to him instead. Joel sucking it up cause he couldn't find it in himself to wake up his baby while she like this 😫
Sorry this was kinda long, but I hope you have a good day my love 💓 and good luck with university 💗 (uni is university right? Or am i dumb?)
Anyways bye babbyyyy
NO ITS COOL I ACTUALLY REALLY LIKE THE FIRST ONE!!! I MIGHT WRITE THAT ONE
Ill totally tag you ❤️
Also yes uni is university. SAME HAPPENED WITH ME WHEN YOU SAID REQS. i had to research it a million times to understand and even when i did i still doubted it 😂😂😂😂
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widowbitessting · 2 years
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i think trigger warning?
How would they react to scars from fights like maybe r got into fights when they were younger for whatever reason ill leave that up to the imagination
TRIGGER WARNING 18+ ONLY ABUSIVE PARENTS - DO NOT READ IF ANYTHING LIKE THIS TRIGGERS YOU. 
Please look after yourselves. 
Baby’s parent’s are not nice in this. They’re the antagonists of the series. They’ll make Count Olaf look like a saint. I personally hate them😂 
I’m serious, PLEASE do not interact with this if anything around parents being abusive and general disgusting people offends you. Nothing sexual happens. Just Dark themes. This is completely fictional. 
Background into Baby’s childhood.
TRIGGER WARNING 18+ ONLY ABUSIVE PARENTS!
Growing up in your home was...hard. Beyond hard; difficult in fact. To the point where you ran away countless of times but sadly you was always brought back to them.
To your mom and dad.
You have no idea why they hated to you so much. Their own flesh and blood. Their first born child. Yet they did. Loathed you in fact you’re surprised they didn’t kill you in your sleep.
They hated each other too. Only got married because their parents made them when your mom got pregnant with you, which you guess explains a lot. “You ruined my fucking life kid.” You’ve become so numb when your dad tells you those words. 
So, regarding the scars on your body - the ones you know about are all from you being clumsy AF. Tales past where you tripped over your own two feet and injured yourself. You can talk about those scars for days. 
It’s those few scars that you have that you can’t bring yourself to talk about. Especially not with the Trio! not yet. Your folks ruined your childhood, you refused to let them ruin your adulthood too. 
There’s a small one on the back of your leg that you received from your Father. During one of his many drunken blind rages, he and your mother argued and shouted way past your bed time, and as a result, little seven year old you had ended up meandering downstairs to find out why mommy and daddy were screaming at each other. Your Father had ended up launching a glass ash tray - one stating #1 Dad! - right at your mother. It had missed her and instead smashed on the wall, sending shards flying around the room. You ended up with a large shard sticking out of the back of you leg because you had chosen to run. By the time you had returned from the hospital, carrying a huge teddybear gifted to you by your mom, your dad was nowhere to be seen. The broken ashtray crunched under your shoes as you slowly limped your way back to your bedroom, hugging the bear tightly as you heard your mom sob downstairs. 
The other scar is your right earlobe. Fast forward your childhood to your 16th birthday, where you decided to get your ears pierced as a treat. Your mom was furious with you. The second you got home she was shouting at you. Demanding you take the earrings out and when you refused, your mom, the woman who birthed you, slammed you into the wall and screamed right in your face. When you still refused her hand latched onto your ear and pulled. You fought back; yelling back at her, telling her how much you hated her and wished she had died when she managed to rip out an earring from your earlobe. In retaliation, you had smacked your mother back before fleeing to your room and locking the door behind you; clutching your bleeding and throbbing ear in your palm.
Your granddad, and then later MJ, were the only reasons you survived your childhood. 
When you finally let the Trio! in and tell them, they’re understandably horror stricken. And vow to never let these people near/hurt you again. 
Phew! That was so tricky to write! I love you all, stay safe and strong. You’re all awesome. 
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nsmhrniki · 2 years
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✰ omegle, the dark web 2.0!,,
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WARNINGS: omegle, nothing too explicit but i mightve described omegle a bit too dramatically scary 😭, curse words
PAIRING/S: clyde, tolkien, kenny x reader [ platonic // romantic ]
GENRE: crack
PRONOUNS: gender neutral
REQUESTED: yes // no
" just finished hopping on omegle... umm .. never again!! 🤗 clyde, tolkien, and kenny, seperately and platonic, going on omegle w/ reader to make me feel better bc i didnt have anyone else when i did that.. "
– anon
A/N: oh my gosh i'm so sorry,,get well soon 🙁 /hj i took some omegle videos off of tiktok for this because they were funny ash
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donovan, clyde ✰ !
first of all clyde turned down your offer immediately. he didnt think about it, immediate NO.
he was like "no dude. 😧 do yk what type of stuff goes around in that website???"
"yeah? so?" "SO??!"
"what are you a pussy 🤨 its totally ok ill go get your blankie if we see something absolutely atrocious 🥺🥺"
"..."
and now infront of you both is your laptop and omegle on your screen.
"dont worry dude, im sure nothing will happen"
very very very wrong 😂...🙂
but aside from the... toe curling, gruesome, eye bleeding, earth shattering, blood curdling, spine chilling things you've seen on your laptop. some people were nice
you two however did not reciprocate the energy, you two outwardly BULLIED the people😨
who could blame you two? 🥺 its how you cope /j
oh yeah clyde cried maybe once or twice,, or 6 times
black, tolkien ✰ !
"no." "b-" "NO.!!"
"do you want to be traumatized for the rest of your life??" "tolkien i'm sure it's not that bad.."
you eventually got him to give in though!!! unfortunately...
worst mistake ever and tolkien almost left your ass to deal with this yourself
however, fortunately for you, he's a good friend!!
he only stayed because things were getting funny LMAOAO
"you look like bella hadid! on the left 🙂"
"me?" the person on the fucking left asks 😭
"nnnot you... the one on the le-" they click skip "ohh- 🙁"
"i said the one on the left!!! 🙁 why did she try to take credit UH UN"
🍊 ⊹ mccormick, kenny ..,
said yes immediately LMAOOO
said live your life to the fullest i guess 🤷‍♀️
said that you two are living on the edge! 😋 however!!! you wanna go back to the middle 😍!
because the FIRST thing that comes up is a lady doing..... showing....... and you didnt like it, kenny sure did though 🙂
whats worse is that it went on for more than one minute like press the fucking button plz,,
after a few skips you two came across an 11 yr old holding up her crusty white dog
"oh no sweetie 🙁 im so sorry"
🙁??? was the little girls face LMAOAO
"theres no need to deny it, we all know you have the perfect family but theres a deep deep dark secret and somebody's cheating!! on somebody in the house!!" *frantically nods head*
the two of you skipped her without another word and went on completely gaslighting everyone
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cauliflowereater · 6 months
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Pairing: @entidlm X meglepetes😳
Halloween Sweets
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Theme: mild smut (mdni bocs)
Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, fingering (f receiving), piv, unprotected sex (wrap the willy silly!!) semi-public, mentions of butt plugs, dirty talk, eniko doesn’t say anything but it’s all consented
Lmk if I missed smth!😜
As soon as October hit the calendar, your friends couldn’t keep their mouths shut about Halloween. You were everything but excited for the cold and windy month with the annoying pumpkins on everyones front porch. Especially with all these college parties going on with the drunk teenagers grinding on you.
“Sooo what should we dress up as??” Your dearest college roommate asked excitedly. “Wait no no no. I’m not dressing up as anything. This month is gonna be horrible enough as it is, I don’t need a costume for it.” You grumped. “Oh come onnn Enikkoru!!! You’re always like this. You just need a good halloween party to get rid of all this stress!” Your other friend Lisa added. “Yes!! And gues what.. I heard Sunoo will be there.” Hannah whispered and winked at you. “Ugh fine. I guess I don’t have anything better to do anyways.” You finally gave in. “Ughh finally thank you!!! And now, what do we dress up as?” The question came up again. You certainly didn’t want to dress up as anything cringe since you knew there would be cute guys there. You’re feeling sick of the thought of dressing up as cartoon character. “Um guys we could be like disney princesses maybe?? But like in a sexy way?” Somi asked. “Ew there is no way!! I don’t want to embarrass myself.” You said frowning. “Okay chill.” She rolled her eyes at you. “I have to go anyways. Text me if y’all find something cool.” “Ok will do.” Then you quickly slip your shoes on your feet and head to the door.
Later that night.
You were peacefully scrolling on your phone in your bed, cuddling with your plushies under your giant blanket like every other night. Somi was out tonight, obviously. She barely stays here anymore since she got a boyfriend. Anyways, you decided to look for halloween costume ideas since you had nothing better to do. You opened Pinterest hoping to find something cool you could wear to the party with your friends. You found nothing to your liking. How surprising! So you kept scrolling..scrolling. Scrolling. Then you came across Regina George from the movie “Mean Girls” dressed up as a bunny. So revealing, you thought. You imagined how guys would stare at you in that costume. A tear ran down you thigh as you thought about Sunoo complimenting you. Okay you had to do something? You went to the group chat.
You: girls i found smth. *picture*
Bangh💥: oh my. I LOVE THSISSS
jeon somi💋: girlllll. could use a buttplug for the tail😜
You: very funny haha
Ladyboy🐞: love the costume nikoy!!!! sunoo would totally eat you up
You: thanks lisa😘😘
You: ok we should go shopping for this tmrw???
Jeon somi💋: ill get the plugs
You: we dont need plugs thank you.
Ladyboy🐞: actually…
Bangh💥: i could use one tho..
You: no way you guys r trippin fr😂😂👎
Before the party
“Dawg we look hawt” said Hannah. “Your ass soo good in this even your brudda would fuck you😂😂” Lisa joked. “It’s prob because of the plugs” added Somi. “what the fuck” you cursed confused. Your friends were acting up real bad. “Y’all let’s just go i’m getting sick of you guys.” You said. “Nah not until you put that plug in.” Somi nagged. You put your bunny ears up in your hair real quick then you ran out the door as fast as you could. This party is making your friends go wild. You were afraid you’d end up like this too.
Your friends finally caught up with you and you guys walked in the house. Almost immediately, your friends ran off to find their guy, leaving you all alone once again. Great, you thought. You went over to the bar to grab a drink.. alone. Until Sunghoon came up to you. “Hi enikkoru.. looking….good. Nice costume.” He said while eyeing you up and down, stripping you with his hungry gaze. “Oh t-thanks?? Are you the host?” you muttered. “Oh yeah.. you like? Must be boring here all alone though. Wanna come play spin the bottle with me and the bros??” He shouted, since the music was really loud. Obviously. It was a party what did u expect😂 “Okay sure i guess? Must be better than sitting here drinking alone.” You agreed. “Okay great!” He grabbed you wrist and started dragging you right through the crowd. You held your breath and you didn’t want to inhale the warm and disgusting air other people produced. Then you finally arrived to the basement. You coudl finally breathe. There were some guys and there was Somi making out with his boyfriend. Oh and also some other girls. But one person caught your eye. Sunoo in his vampire costume looking fine af. You rubbed your thighs together in excitement. “Ok just sit somewhere and we’ll start in a minute.” Sunghoon said and walked off. You took you chance and squished between Niki and Sunoo. “Oh hi nikoy you look awesome.” Niki complimented you. “Yea, you look really delicious tonight” Sunoo added. You swore you could feel your pussy throb at their words. “O-oh..thanks. You guys look great too.” You tried to keep your cool but it was so hard. Especially, that more people joined the circle, and you were practically squished between them like a sponge. “Shall we start?” The host asked. Everyone cheered and you quietly nodded yes.
A couple rounds went by, then it was your turn. “Ok spin the bottle enikkoru.” So you spun the bottle. You were so scared that you closed your eyes in fear. The bottle stopped. Everyone cheered loudly. You slowly peeled your eyelids open. Your eyes widened in shock, you were in trouble. Sunoo looked at you and smirked. He patted your thigh and got up. “Come on, we gotta get into the closet, let’s not waste our time.” You quickly got up, your cheeks red and flushed. You put your hand in his as he guided you to the closet. Then they closed it. You had 7 minutes in a dark closet with the boy you were dying to fuck since the beginning of the year.
He grabbed you and caged you between him and the wall. He leaned down to your ear and whispered “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to to this.. and fuck..this costume” then he smashed his red plush lips against yours hard. Your tongues rhythmically moving against each other, fighting for dominance, which he obviously won. While still kissing hungrily, his hand came down to the black leather bodysuit you were wearing and tucked it to the side down there. He quickly ripped a hole on your white leggings so his hand could get access to your pussy. “so wet for me” he smirked then started rubbing circles on your clit and slipped two fingers inside you fast. “so tight and warm inside” he praised you. He was rough. So rough that you started moaning loudly. He smacked his other hand on your mouth to keep you quiet. “Stay quiet or you’re not getting my dick in your pathetic little hole tonight” he whispered as he continued pumping his fingers inside you in a rapid pace. You tried to tune your moans down but you miserably failed. You whimpered as you felt his fingers scissor. His skilled fingers felt too good inside you. “S-ah-sunoo… s-so g-goood” you whimpered under him. He smirked and reconnected your lips once again. Unfortunately, he foudn you g-spot which made you scream into his mouth. “Right there?” he asked and smirked once again. You physically couldn’t reply but the way you were squirming under him, he knew what you felt. You felt the knot building up inside you. “F-fuck..” you moaned one last time before you came all over his hand. Well, you didn’t just cum. You squirted all over him. You hid your face in embarrassment as you realised what you just did.. “Damn I made you squirt just with my fingers? You’re not even gonna be able to take my dick” he chuckled at you. He quickly licked your arousal off of his fingers while you fixed your bodysuit up. “Time’s up!” Jake said and opened the door before you. Everyone looked at you guys. “Did you have fun??” They asked. “Oh the fun is definitely isn’t over yet” Sunoo answered and wrapped an arm around your waist. “I’m getting tired. We’re going upstairs.” he said. Everyone knew damn well you wouldn’t be sleeping tonight. You waved your goodbyes then you let Sunoo drag you upstairs.
When you got upstairs, he pushed you into Sunghoon’s bedroom and locked the door behind you. He threw you on the bed and pounced on you. He started aggressively kissing you then biting and marking all over your neck. He pushed his groin into you so you could feel how hard he was. You gasped at the feeling and started grinding against him. “S-sunoo ah..” you whimpered while taking all the marks he gave you. “Yes princess?” He asked “i-i need you…p—pleasse” you sobbed and begged for him. He gave you a smug grin and stopped sucking on your skin. He peeled the bodysuit off of you and tore the rest of your leggings. Now you were under him, only left in your panties. He impatiently tore his own shirt off so you could admire his toned chest. You brushed your hand across his stomach. Your eyes trailed down to his thighs, which were begging to escape the tight black pants he was wearing. They were so thick. You’d love to ride them one day. Your thoughts were interrupted by him undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. You saw the huge bulge in his boxers and you got shy. You weren’t sure you could take him. You hid your flushed face behind your hands before he peeled them off your face. “Come on nikoy, don’t be scared now..” he pulled his dick out of his boxers and have himself a few pumps. He was painfully hard and already leaking. “Sorry I got no condoms on me. But I’m willing to pay child support.” he whispered. You were too mesmerised by his beautiful cock to tell him that you’re actually on birth control. He was glad he didn’t have any condoms because he was dying to feel you raw anyways. He aligned himself with your hole and slowly pushed it in. “Oh my… you’re so tight baby..” he groaned. You couldn’t say anything. A tear escaped your eye from the sting but he couldn’t care less tbh. He started moving in a very fast pace without giving you any time to adjust. You were screaming his name. That was all you could do anyway. He leaned down and started devouring and licking your chest. You definitely didn’t need the extra stimulation. You were so overstimulated that you squirted on his cock. He couldn’t take it anymore. You looked so good under him, taking him like a good little kitten. He couldn’t last so he came seconds after you. You felt the warm liquid escaping inside you. He pulled out of you and cuddled you into his chest to calm down. “You did soo good enikkoru..i would love to do this more”….
Oke nem birom tovabb vege😜
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If you dont mind me asking
I think I may have missed it but why do you think Namora works for her personal gain?
I thought Namora told Namor to attack Wakanda because she cared about the Talocans too. She acted on impulse . She was angry that they killed the two Talocans.
Both Namor and Namora thought about their people and their protection which I don't think is wrong? After all they are in war?
Or maybe I have missed something( I watched the movie only once so its quite possible) I liked all of you analysis, so I thought maybe you can explain it a bit better?
Sorry if I offended you in any way
I'm not offended at all!! Please ask me questions haha I love analysing scenes. The whole topic on Namora stems from how she was just presented to me when I saw the film.
Namor and Namora are cousins according to the comics and they do have that ease of conversation in the movie. The first scene we see her is when they sink the ship in the Atlantic, and then see looks up at the sky when the helicopter takes off. Between Attuma and her, I feel like she's the right hand or more closer individual to Namor. Attuma is the muscle brains (as Okoye says 😂).
The next scene we see her is on the bridge, and the impression I get from her is that she's just ruthless. She's on her task and precise too, she immediately takes on the task of killing the witnesses. This contrast is interesting because when Attuma fights Okoye, she drops her spear and could have eliminated her then and there but instead he kicks it back to her. I derive from that scene, that the Talokans in a way are bound by honour. They do not kill unless required or their opponent has to have the weapon or should have been defeated in battle. When Shuri asks to be taken, Attuma asks for council from Namora again hinting at their power play? She says yes and takes her. From those scenes alone I felt like she had a scheming personality. It's these little connections in the way she holds herself that I found interesting to deconstruct her character further. She definitely feels like someone who works based on a motive.
Then in the cave sequence, she's rather suspicious of Shuri. And that's fair because she's the princess of Wakanda, but Namora keeps a close eye on her interactions with Namor. In his little hut when they were speaking, I'm 100% sure she was posted outside his door and could have been privy to their conversation. From what I've seen from Namor so far, he's a regal ruler. He has one motive, it is to keep his people safe, whatever the cause. His downside is that he's impulsive, but given the fact that he wants to keep their existence a secret from the whole world, he doesn't have much to work with.
The other interesting parallel in his character is when Nakiya talks to the indigenious woman and she says that those with ill will in their hearts do not return from meeting Namor. So I like that he has a great discernment of character and maybe that's why he's taken by Shuri. She's noble and because of a shared trauma, wants vengence to some degree. But he makes demands and likes for them to be met, he's getting frustrated with the nosy surface beings sniffing around his home. Now the whole point of the war tips on one factor. One life to keep the peace , and in enter Riri Williams.
I love the shot of the final moment in the cave. Shuri listens to him and I feel like shes the first person to do so. He entrusts with her his fear and his ambition, his heart is tainted with hatred for the colonisers but I'm sure his interaction with Shuri would have made him pause to reflect on his idea of "all surface people are bad", he depicts or portrays mild mannerisms where he looks like he could be open to change. He admires wakanda but I'm sure he wouldn't have wanted to invade cause that would go against his core ideal of losing a home. He only wants to be sure of security and an ally in destroying his enemy and now wakanda's enemy, the United States so far. Shuri and him are engrossed in conversation, he gives her his mother's bracelet almost like a peace offering before the conversation tips but even then I feel like they were arguing in the most royal sense. The conversation was not about them or their needs but about their people. Now in between this, Namora pops up. She sees this dynamic and having been close to Namor she can tell he would have been enamoured with Shuri, so this could have been working in her head.
Now all this goes on and then Nakiya tips the tension by killing two Talokans, whom Shuri tries to save to prevent war but also because by this time she actually has compassion and empathy for the Talokans. Just before Nakiya enters, you can see her interact with the Talokan lady. With Namor distracted, he would have come back to a scene and it's enraging him. He hold the lady as she passes and the last thing she asks is if he can save her. But in this scene, I feel like he's absolutely pissed off with Ramonda. She threatens him just a second ago and then this happens, so he's starting to see red. In that moment, if the council he received at that moment was like, we need to take time to react I believe he would have waited it out to attack wakanda but instead (OMG THAT SHOT IS BEAUTIFUL) We see the camera focused on his face, you as a viewer already know what's running in his mind, but that's when Namora steps in. She knows him well enough to echo his thoughts in such a way that it will tip him off. She also constructs that conversation around Shuri, about how she could be this vile person who could leak their secret. She's basically accusing him of having a soft spot for her and now she's a witness who should have been eliminated.
This wreaks havoc, she infiltrates the river city along with the army and then if I'm not wrong points him the direction he needed to go. To do the deed, I'm not saying Namor is a mindless fool but the guy is basically in rage mode. He will at all costs not have his people be revealed, so he goes after Ramonda. Now I do believe, if Shuri was in the room with her mother and Riri, Ramonda would not have died, she would have been spared and this attack would have been a warning. But he then sees Shuri crumble, his rage fades and it sort of strikes him as he sees Ramonda lifeless. This guy has a strong connection to mothers so having him be the cause of Ramonda's demise did not really sit right. So when he's about to leave he instructs Shuri or advices her to let go and move on but importantly says that's she's queen now. I feel like he wanted her to be queen because she knew his secret and now she could do better than Ramonda. It's messy, brutal and complex.
We don't get much of Namora in the fight sequence but I get the vibe that when Namor and Shuri fight, she was hoping for Namor to kill her this time around. But instead they become allies on the battlefield and that outcome is not what she's looking for. So Namor goes back home and is healing and commemorating this pivotal moment of Wakandan and Talokan history when we get the final scene. She walks in telling him that what he did was wrong, that she was wanting to fight beside him, that the very thought of him kneeling down to Shuri is not setting well with her. But Namor looks at peace for once just like he had been when he was with Shuri, his people our safe, what he wanted to happen has happened, he's now allies with Wakanda. But Namora comes across as impatient that she wanted to burn the world more than him. That dialogue of hers made me feel she harboured even more hatred than Namor. He convinces her like a child saying she'll get the war she wants. She also operates with a power dynamic, so in her head she might feel she's the closest to Namor, having Shuri there will seem threatening to her. But Namor plays into that unknowingly, he's fangirling about the Black panther while I'm pretty sure she's not getting his attachment for her.
Anyway, I have once again rambled 😂 she may not even be the villain and neither is Namor but she seems fishy (pun intended) to me. She's a chaos child and everyone's pointing fingers at Namor, I want to say that he didn't act alone. But this was how I interpreted their relationship and dynamic.
I believe the true enemy to Wakanda and Talokan is the actually the world and that depends on if these guys are going to leave well enough alone and stop digging for vibranium. But you know colonisers are always on the look out for new places and resources to conquer, so the world is going to dig and it will strike up a war with Wakanda.
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Looking for new au ideas you say??? (I saw those tags!) 👀
How about NFL player Jake and Ronnie (who works for the team in some capacity that's NOT a cheerleader) and the "we had fun" prompt.
I also wouldn't be mad if you made Jake play for the Indianapolis Colts. Just sayin'.... 👀😆
(I will question our friendship if you make him a Patriot! 😂)
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oh fuck now this is a concept (and ofc he's on the Indianapolis Colts who do you think I am GO COLTS BITH!!!)
Jake would make such a perfect hot-shot tight end who won a heisman or some shit at Texas while in college
and no i don't want Ronnie to be a cheerleader either. too cliche.
but like the thought of her as a coach?? like one of the first female coaches ever and she's worked so fucking hard to get where she is.
she's not one of the Big Three in coaching or anything (maybe Brad is), like she's the Tight Ends Coach or something. She is competent and good at what she does and the Colts took a huge gamble on her.
everyone looks down on her cause she's a woman, and doubts her ability and if the season goes poorly they've all decided exactly where the blame is going to be put. It's a lot of pressure, but she knows that she's good and is determined to prove everyone wrong.
ah but then she starts fooling around with one of her players: Jake.
the first time was probably like, the boys begging her to go out for drinks and she agrees reluctantly (again, she has to be SO CAREFUL with everything she does). aaannnnddd she accidentally drunkenly goes home with Jake.
and of course they can't get enough of one another. ronnie is so worried about someone finding out. the season is going well so far but.....if she screws up even once she's so fired.
but then she gets pregnant
and if that doesn't just throw a wrench in EVERYTHING
she holds Jake back after practice under the guise of talking through a play he can't seem to get right.
but then she drops the bomb on him
and he reacts with the prompt "Look, we had fun. It was good! But, you know...I didn't sign up for this. I'm not exactly cut out for the parenting life."
"And you think I am?"
she is set to get an abortion. quiet and simple. she'd get to move on with her life and focus on her career and forget about Jake. goes so far as to go to the clinic. but she can't go through with it. she just can't.
a few weeks later jake probably asks her quietly if she handled "the problem"
without even looking at him, focused solely on the drills the guys are running. "I'm keeping it."
she probably waits until she literally cant anymore to say something to the head coach and general manager because she's terrified of getting fired. they ask who the father is but she refuses to tell them, that that's her business. they decide to keep her on, the season will be well over before her maternity leave, and they'll wait to see after that.
of course she tells brad who the father is and he is of course pissed that Jake isn't taking any responsibility for it. but Ronnie is okay with it. he didn't sign up for this.
she doesn't tell her players in exact terms that she's pregnant. she just doesn't know how to tell them. the guys love her (probably like Javy and Reuben), think she's the best tight end coach they've ever had and they will fight for her to stay as much as they can. but it's just....awkward cause jake knows and he wont stop staring at her.
they know she was sick for a while, working through the illness cause they're in the middle of the season and there's no time to be sick. she literally just carries around a bucket during practice lol
then she walks into practice one day and...she is clearly showing and they're all like "omg you're pregnant??? why didn't you say anything? that's so exciting!! who's the father?"
"there's no father."
idk something something Jake struggles with his emotions and is just generally a jerk for a while until he gets his shit together. cause he does care about Ronnie. both professionally and personally. he thinks she's one hell of a woman and if she wasn't his coach he probably would get into a relationship with her. but that's a relationship that's never been done and is just assumed isn't allowed.
an interesting scene, and probably the one that makes jake get his shit together, is during a game an opposing wide receiver and a few defensive players collide with the Colts sideline and of course Ronnie is there. she refuses to miss a game even in her condition (at this point i'd say she's probably twenty weeks??)
she doesn't get hit directly but she does get knocked over in the chaos
she's so embarrassed that the game gets put on timeout for medical to come get her. and she can just see the headlines now. but she is also terrified cause she got hit pretty hard and what if she lost the baby? she'd gotten attached. she looked forward to being a mom. she loved the little bean already. she couldn't lose them.
as soon as she's down jake rushes over to her and carries her away from everybody, through the tunnel and into the locker room. he talks to her to distract her from everything that's going on. but the baby's not moving and ronnie is so so scared.
"She's not moving - I can't, I can't feel her - "
"It's a girl?"
Ronnie just nods, she hates that she's crying. but she's glad no one else followed them in there.
"Can I?" he asks, hand raised tentatively towards her belly. "M-Maybe I'll be able to feel her moving."
"Okay."
It takes a minute, but eventually, he feels the baby moving around in there and they both laugh in relief.
He says that he's sorry for being an ass. She can't just forgive him like that, but she's willing to give him a chance. For their baby.
Then the emts show up with the gurney and he helps her on, watches her get pushed away. Reuben runs in to tell him they've gotta go, game's starting back up.
anyway after that they're pretty sweet on one another, but NO ONE can find out about their relationship or the fact that he's the father. she is staying in his very, very nice house in Carmel though (shout out to the roundabout hell).
the rest of the season goes well, they go to the Superbowl (a girl can dream) when she is about to pop. they end up winning (again a girl can DREAM OKAY?) and Jake gets so pumped that he kisses her on the sidelines.
it's such excitement and so much emotion that her water breaks and she gets rushed to the hospital to have the baby
obviously it gets out that jake's the father, but goddamn if ronnie's work on the team wasn't what got them to the Superbowl so...they get to keep seeing each other and she's promoted to Quarterback Coach.
She brings little baby girl to every practice in one of those little chest carriers. all the big football players are so cute with her. i can't.
uh anyway.....i may or may not be in love with this concept.....
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Welcome back Acacia, I hope you’re doing well and that life has been kind to you 🥺💕! For your ask game how about Langris and Finesse, or maybe a platonic one for Ezio and Altan please 🥰? Sending you hugs and love 🫂💕!
Aww thank you so much, Lyra! Life has been a bit rough, but I am hanging in there. Thanks for the well wishes! 💕I hope you are doing wonderfully and congratulations again on your new milestone event (very exciting!!) 🥰
Thank you so much for your ask and for playing my song + headcanon game! It's so nice to play an ask game again, and I was so thrilled to see your ask about Langris x Finesse! Have I converted you or are you just indulging me by asking about one of my favorite pairings? 😁😂 Also, the cousins too! Aww that's so sweet! 🥰
I've put this all below the cut because I ended up rambling a bit (sorry about that 😅). Thanks again for your ask, dear! Sending you lots of love & hugs as well!! 🫂💕
Langris x Finesse--dear goodness do I love them! Just thinking of them rekindles my passion for Black Clover! Criminally underrated ship, in my opinion. I have an entire Spotify playlist about them, so I will admit it was a little hard to narrow it down. In the end I've decided on a Finesse song since I feel like most of the time when I ramble about this pairing it's always very Langris-centric (i.e. his feelings and his devotion for her) so I don't talk about Finesse's side of things too much. (Sorry Finesse). The song "A Quiet Thing" really captures how I imagine Finesse's love for Langris would develop as a very slow burn and dare I say "quiet thing" over time, really building on this quiet, steadfast devotion that endeared me to this pairing in the first place. I love this song for them since it's really about how some love (like the love I imagine Langris and Finesse would have for each other) is "a quiet thing," and even if it's not the flashy, grand "fireworks" kind of love we tend to think of from epics romances, it's still really beautiful in its own way.
A Quiet Thing (Live) - YouTube
And here's where the headcanons come in:
Langris and Finesse both are very "quiet" in the way they show their love, neither one of them are going to plan the big romantic gestures or have these huge over-the-top love confessions, but they are both very devoted and steadfast people. They love spending time together, really just enjoying each other's company in these everyday moments as they have tea or tend to her garden together. Langris might not have the romanticism of someone like say Finral (those big "band" or fireworks"), but he takes care of her. He listens to her and remembers all these little details about her and her life. He pulls weeds from her garden when she mentions she's worried about it but too ill to tend her garden herself. He surprises her with a few of her favorite flowers or her favorite soup when she's feeling down. It's in these moments that Finesse sees that despite his somewhat frosty exterior, Langris really does have this soft side and cares very deeply about "his people." It's his soft steadfastness and devotion to her that really leads her to really fall in love with him. And when she does, she is a little shy about it and skirts around the topic, but ultimately, she is the one to confess first.
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As for the Altan & Ezio cousin friendship part of the ask... It's so wholesome and makes me so happy that you care about my oc enough to ask about him. I like to imagine they would get along well and be good and supportive cousins and friends for each other so perhaps a bit generic (but one of my all-time favorite songs) I've chosen "You've Got A Friend" by James Taylor (the Carole King version is also excellent).
You've Got a Friend (2019 Remaster) - YouTube
Related Headcanon:
As the older cousin, Ezio has always tried to look out for Altan, in a similar way to how Finral always tried to look out for Langris, but in this case, Altan has always felt comfortable coming to Ezio if he was ever in trouble or needed help. In return, Altan always tries to cheer Ezio up when he's feeling down (or heartbroken). He'll make a warm, comforting cup of tea for him (something he learned from his mother, Finesse) and is a great listener when/Ezio ever needs to talk about his troubles.
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js some thoughts
bunny is a huge pillow princess and won’t have sex with rafe anywhere else than the bed
idk why but i see bunny as a picky eater
rafe loves teasing/humiliating bunny till she’s crying and begging him to stop
bunny wears those high knee socks and cute cotton panties and not lacy lingerie ect.
rafe presses bunny’s tummy bulge when he’s inside her 😮‍💨
rafe takes care of bunny when she’s on her period
rafe always showers with bunny
Rafe kills spiders for bunny because she’s probably to short to reach them and she’s scared of them
bunny loves reading and listening to music (she’s such a swiftie in my eyes)
bunny barely gets mad , but when a girl is all over rafe? Mamas mad
bunny loves doggy, missionary and cowgirl
bunny loves it when rafe chokes her
bunny always fidgets with Rafe’s rings and she always put them on and they’re way to big but oh well
And bunny loves holding hands with Rafe
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The way I went through the whole spectrum of human emotions oh my GOD - I hope both sides of your pillow are cool and you never step on another plug or Lego again!! I've missed your mind anon!!!
Yes! Comfort and safety is a big thing for her when being vulnerable like that - he's teased and edged her at parties before but they always have sex at home, in their bed
She probably is! Maybe it's a texture thing or maybe it's just she's never been exposed to new foods like she is with Rafe but he definitely helps bring her out of that and expand her pallette
Yes yes yes!! Until she's begging! (Unless he accidentally takes it too far then she's tapping out)
Knee highs and cotton panites?!! 🤤🤤
THE TUMMY BULGE ILL NEVER NOT SCREAM ABOUT THE TUMMY BULGE OH MY FUCKING GOD -
Taking care of her on her period 🥺 he's so good to her honestly and maybe she gets brave enough to ask for period sex one day when she's over feeling so icky and gross
Always showering together!! It's a must! She doesn't feel safe/comfortable without him around and being in the shower is no exception
Spiders? It's the chivalrous thing to do (and he loves the way she clings to him whilst watching him reach up and catch it, makes him feel like such a hero lmao
She's a bookworm and a swiftie! Absolutely!! I feel like she probably reads fantasy novels or those spicy dark romances (which Rafe finds adorable)
Other women all over her man? Not happening she's getting ready to FIGHT unless they walk away 😂
Doggy, because she likes the way Rafe tug's at her hair and grips her hips, missionary because of the intimacy and closeness and cowgirl because it's the one position where Rafe let's her set the pace 😵‍💫😵‍💫
She CRAVES Rafe's hand around her throat, during sex, when they're making out, it just gets her weak in the knees and wet in the panties yk??
The rings and hand holding definitely go together!!! Twisting and turning his rings and occasionally slipping one off to try on her own dainty finger, only for it to fall straight back off (but Rafe knows one day he's getting her a ring that fits perfectly 😉)
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fayesdiary · 6 months
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oh you found a really good FE ask list, but since it would be a bit crazy to ask for every question let's go with...13, 24, 25, 31, and 37
Thanks Lore, made it myself😂
13) What do you like most about Fire Emblem?
Oh, that's... suprisingly hard to say because Fire Emblem's one of those series who's more than the sum of its parts.
But then again, I think I'd say the fandom. Or at least the niche circle I found here on Tumblr.
I found a lot of new friends here and really helped me open up at least in this space online wish i'd work irl too, but most of all... this series really opened my creativity in a way that no other piece of media ever did. Something about it feels... really approachable from a transformative standpoint.
Thanks to it I opened this blog, which led me to make lots of new friends (love you Lore btw <3), made some essays and thought pieces and most of all, I wrote fanfiction and art! Two things I always thought I was too talentless to make! And no matter what, Ill always be grateful to this franchise for me, despite how much the mainstream fandom sucks ass. Fuck 'em anyway, ignored them ever since before 3H release.
Speaking of this franchise inspiring creatvity, I always admired from afar the lovely folks at Feuniverse. The amount of hacks and fangames is astounding and I can't believe how many people made straight up fully fledged games from hacks! Maybe one day I will join her if I ever feel motivated enough. Maybe. I want to play more hacks at the very least, especially because FEE3 is one of my favorite fan events.
24) An FE title you wish would be remade?
Geneaology would be the obvious answer and don't get me wrong, I absolutely do want to see it remade and believe it inevitably will one day...
But if I have to be honest I want a rerelease of the Tellius games first because they're the hardest to play even through... illegitimate means if you're say, like me and only have an old laptop to emulate them with. Whether they'd be remakes or simple remasters, I don't really care as long as they play as they should.
25) Any general or specific headcanons you have?
Dragons have a lifespan of 100 times that of the humans.
It's never stated how much longer dragons live compared to humans, but given that Tiki is 1000 years old as a child and 3000 as an adult, i find the 100x multiplier fits really well and helps keep track of dragons' age more clearly, even if Fòdlan and Elyos dragons do seem to live longer than even that.
So by that logic in dragon years, Tiki is 10 in Shadow Dragon and in her thirties in Awakening, Nowi is 12 and Myrrh is 14.
Doesn't completely fit, but it sure helps visualize things more clearly.
31) Some moments of Fire Emblem you keep thinking of?
Speaking of the new things, um, the Twisted Joke, Engage ch11 and 17, most of the Engage endgame really. And Slayde bravely taking on a bunch of children in the Echoes prologue traumatizing the shit out of them and still getting his ass kicked (by Mycen, but still)
37) What's a weird theory or headcanon you have?
Rhea copes with her daily life through recreational drug use given that quest where she gives weed herbs to distressed students
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unioncolours · 8 months
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Majsasaurus - A self reflection
One thing I am allergic to is when others talk ill about their own writing, chapter lenghts or their own personal way of producing a labour of love. It makes my skin crawl, and I cannot understand why they choose to publicly hurt something they made out of love. I also see it as an offense to their readers, and I would never offend my readers in such ways.
My thoughts about this makes me reflect too on why I never do that or feel that way.
This post will be a personal self-reflection on why I love my own writing beyond any self doubt. Please do not see me as an arrogant person. See me as a person who has good self-confidence and has the right to have good self-confidence. See me as someone who from a young age learned that my writing is worth love.
Read more if you are interested. If you want to argue with me, do not read. I don't want to argue with anyone. I just want to reflect on a personal matter.
I, like most of other writers, started young, from the moment I held a pen - or later handled a keyboard to write on Word, which we had easily accessed since my family have had PCs ever since PCs came into commercial production.
I, Bex, was writing a book at a young age, like many other children! I was maybe seven-eight and wrote a book about my toy horses, with an insanely big cast (I collected toy horses....). Every chapter was 2 pages long, font size 18, row spacing 1. For every chapter I finished I asked my dad to beta read it for me. He did. The book was at least 50 pages long when it was finished (and yes, I finished it... took me along time though).
My dad helped with grammar, and most often I heard praise about my plot. He beta read the entire thing and helped me edit it. This meant I got used to having my works read by someone else from a very young age, and got used to someone who was willing to put down their time to read and value my art. The "book" was called "The Horse Moor" 😂
I started very soon to get praises in school. The praises were for my plots, for my creativity, for my vocab. For a child my grammar was immaculate and I never recieved any critisism. I was beaming. I got to know I was good. The entire class got to know I was good, since the teacher let me often read my own stories out loud to the entire class. I stood in front of everyone, reading my own stories out loud, and my friends and enemies had no choice but to listen to me, haha. I got used to advertise and push my own stories onto other people.
When I was 8 my mother put me in acting, one of the best choices she ever made for me. The shows were seasonal each summer, and my mum came and watched every single show (they were fifteen in total each season). This made me feel like I was worth a lot, that I was loved and my mother used fifteen of her evenings each summer for five years to watch me act the same show over and over again. This taught me that my art (in this case acting) was worth people's time. It was worth my mother's fifteen evenings. I was worth time and space. (When I was fifteen the news paper even wrote a review of the current show and wrote that I was one of the best actors on stage. Imagine that boost for a fifteen year old.)
My self-confidence was so high. It even got to the point I was in school asked to write my own show to show to the parents, which I did when I was eleven years old. I wrote my own show, and solo acted in front of the entire school and everyone's parents and showed now strangers my writing.
Up until my teenage years no one had ever, ever, said a bad word about my writing or any of my art in any capacity. It didn't even cross my mind that someone might have any critique towards my stories ever. At the age of twelve I won an award in school for my stories, and recieved it in front of the entire school and everyone's parents. I got it confirmed that I was the "best" in my class. And I truly felt like the best in the world.
In my country, creative writing is not part of the curriculum and after the age of thirteen we never had creative writing again in school. I sought out a little creative writing club - we were three members of it. During the club sessions we gave feedback to each other, but never on the actual writing styles such as sentence lenghts, choices of words, or anything of the likes; we fed each other positivity like drugs, we loved and held each other's writings - and so did even the teacher. I have never in my life had the experience that so many on tumblr talk about, the "evil" English teacher who put their own creative writing biases into the kids with thesauruses and the likes. I have just learned to keep on going with my own writing style. I got grammar corrected, but never artistic choices, ever. It taught me that my writing style is good as it is and to never compete with my other writer friends.
I wrote a lot at home, three entire novels between 14-21, whereas one never got completed, the second is completed but will never be read by anyone because it was mainly a practise (which I saw as practise, I didn't write that novel for the sake of numbers, or praise or anything. It's around 70k just Bex practising writing a novel from start to finish) and the final one is bookbinded and "published". I have a fourth one unfinished at 80k from when I was 21-23. (The reason it's unfinished is because I started writing fics instead haha). The bookbinded novel was the one I let friends read (aka, I pushed the novel onto them), five in total, and every one of them told me they loved it. Lies or not, I beamed. And I believe them. And I believe myself.
In 2014 I found a new group for playwrights who had a chance to become professionals, and I joined. I have gone to those meetings and lessons for nine years now. I thrive. I get critique on my stories, and I correct them, and I grow and I get love and support and amazing feedback. I have seen my plays been put up by professional actors, including a very profilic one here who acted in my play Kiss of Death. And for every damn show I have worked in for nine years, my parents and grandparents have been there rooting for me and giving me flowers and chocolate. For nine years my confidence has grown and my plots and writing techiniques have too.
At 24 I started writing fanfics, in English, and opened up my words for whoever stumbled upon them. Of course I was nervous, but due to my background I had already finished an entire long fic before posting a single chapter. Of confidence and knowledge in my own worth I did not really focus on the kudos or lack of many comments. The writing and journey was more important than the goal (praise and comments) for me. The journey IS the goal. Sometimes I get a lot of kudos, sometimes just a handful. But the most important thing for me is that I have done it. I have written. I have walked a journey, however hard, and that is damn magical.
That is also why I would never disgrace my own journey of writing. You will not see "crying in writer"-posts from me. Talking ill about the journey is like shooting oneself in the foot, like putting a noose over one's own head!
Ranting online might the chararctic for some, but ultimately it is damaging the culture of (fan) writing and is killing the magic. That is how I see it. Pride feeds magic. And oh, how I wish everyone can feel that magic. (As you might sense, I have acted as "therapist" for other fan writers and I have developed compassion fatigue when it comes to this part of community).
Is confidence part of the inheret personality of a person, or is it the result of the circumstances? I don't know. But I know that I will do anything to my future children to make their confidence just as strong as mine. If they become a creative person I will read, praise, watch, and listen.
This self-reflection might not make sense and it is fine. What I want is other writers to find joy in the process and not kill the magic around them. Find the magic in plot, sentences, metaphors and Chekhov's Gun. Find the magic in scenes and character development. Find the magic in the process and in your words.
A final word. I am not arrogant. I know my own faults and places were I can improve, am well-aware. But I will fake until I make it and I will not show my weaknesses. I don't kill magic.
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dragonlord-emrys · 7 months
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Hi, it’s the doggie anon! Thank you for such a kind, generous answer 🥺
I’m working on a (highly scientific) theory that every dog has a personality that matches with a character from Winnie the Pooh, and mine was a Piglet all the way: small, sweet, gentle, affectionate, loyal, and very timid around anything or anyone new (also cutely round in the torso and skinny in the legs).
She was meant to be my mom’s dog, but she sort of picked me instead, although she loved everyone in my family. There was and is something really precious about that to me, being chosen. I’ve never been anyone’s favorite, except hers.
At first she slept in my parents’ room, but after they went to bed she kept sneaking out through the dog door and coming around to the sliding glass door in the kitchen, where I’d hear the tap-tapping of her little nails politely asking me to let her in. She started sleeping in my room after that. She was my buddy and I got so used to hearing the pitter-patter of her little feet following me around the house that I think I took it for granted sometimes.
One of her funniest habits when she was younger was doing these loud, high-pitched shrieks of excitement when we came home from being out. She was so happy to have her family back home again. (She also did this when my dad played the harmonica.) Another funny habit of hers was jumping onto a kitchen chair, and from there onto the table, and helping herself to any food or crumbs she found there. I still remember that image, walking into the kitchen to find a small, suddenly guilty-looking poodle on the middle of the table, licking a plate. She was a silly girl, but such a good one.
Thank you again for inviting me to talk about my dog. If you feel up to it, I would so love to hear about yours too 🌼 Hugs!!
Thank you for sending such a kind message in the first place 💕 And I love hearing about your dog! She sounds like such a sweet and fun little lady! 🥰🥰🥰
Oh yesss, being chosen by a pet is a hundred times more valuable even than being chosen by a human. A feeling better than winning the lottery. Hehehe, the cheek of her to wait until everyone was asleep to sneak out <33
(I know exactly what you mean about missing those little tip-taps of claws on the floor. My dog developed separation anxiety as he got older, so I was being followed around constantly. It's very strange now. And the nights have become eerily quiet. Where's the snuffling and the snoring 😔)
Hahaha, that's so adorable that she shrieked when your dad played the harmonica! Do you think she was happy about the music, complaining about the noise, or trying to join in? 😂
I adore your theory about dog personalities. But I'm afraid I can't really place mine ? Probably because my knowledge of Winnie the Pooh characters is lacking. Maybe you can do a remote diagnosis :D
My little Benny was full of mischief. His first act of deception? Transformation! When we got him as a puppy, he was pitch black with brown paws. One year later he'd turned silver grey with light beige paws. No one wanted to believe that it was the same dog. Absolute rascal!
We always teased him for being a little drama queen. He hated water. When it drizzled he would take two steps outside, do an immediate u-turn and try to get back into the house. No matter how urgently he had to pee, it could wait. And I told him, after he had braved the rain, what a poor little guy he was for getting wet and toweled him off especially well, which he relished in. He loved getting pampered.
He had the soggiest, wettest poor-little-meow-meow look on his face when he had a tiny little boo boo or had to endure something that made him uncomfortable, but whenever he had an actual reason to be mopey, illness or injury or post-operation, he was really brave and would bear it exceptionally well. No massive soggy eyes. (These last few days of his especially he was so brave and strong <3)
Normally, he wasn't the brightest cookie in the jar, but he could be really cunning when it came to stealing food. Once in the middle of feeding time, he walked to the front door, started barking like mad as though someone had rung the doorbell, so my other dog shot out to the hallway to join him. He quickly stole back into the kitchen and ate all her food. Creating a diversion to trick my other dog to leave her bowl was a feat we hadn't thought him capable of, but clearly we underestimated his intelligence.
Another time he stole my greatest culinary creation, a waffle tower (several waffles stacked on top of each other with layers of jam in between). I left it on the coffee table, walked away for 20 seconds, came back and the entire massive thing was gone. Only thing left was Benny, gulping down the last bits of waffle like he was a snake trying to unhinge its jaw to eat a cow. He definitely knew to pick his moments of opportunity.
When he was younger, he loved to play with scrunchies, loved to pull them out of our hair when we were lounging with him on the floor. We'd make a big show of telling him off in a silly, exaggerated voice, which only increased his joy of stealing scrunchies and shaking them in his mouth, throwing them in the air and chasing after them.
He had a spot on his forehead right between his eyes that always smelled like powdered sugar. Conveniently also the best spot to dig your nose in cause the fur there was just sooo soft <3
He was such a sweet cuddly dog, inquisitive (to the point of being nosey - he literally had to poke his nose into everything to investigate, probably checking whether it was edible lol), < insatiable, a bit clumsy, loyal and affectionate to boot. He always did a tippy tappy dance with his front paws when he was excited, which happened so very easily.
Aaah, I waffled on and on. If anyone is still reading this, hee thanks. I'm rewarding you with a picture - evidence of mischief caused.
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Can you see how utterly innocent he is? It seems the pillow jumped on its own.
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wooahaes · 1 year
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What about a Dino Royalty au 👀 I imagine him having 12 older brothers who tease the heck out of him 😂
prince dino and his 12 useless hyungs. i got rly distracted looking up bar..bie in the 12 dancing princesses for a second ill b honest (i misremembered the title as "and" instead of "in" and was like wait were there 12 in total or her + 12... its 12 </3 heartbroken now)
anyway
chan is the youngest prince among the 13. dont ask me how they're all royalty together, i'll probably say adoption or something. but he's the youngest among them, and therefore he's just... kind of the person who gets teased the most. they tease one another, sure (they all goof up too often to Not give one another shit) but he's the baby, time to bully him--
except for you, his personal guard. you've known chan pretty much ur whole life, and while you can gently tease him a little sometimes, you care a lot for him. not that his hyungs don't--he knows they do--but its nice how much you look out for him. he's caught you gently shutting down someone's teasing when you know he's having a bad day, or seen the way you always have a watchful eye on him when he's with the others. maybe its because ur both the same: you're the youngest among the royal guards. like him, you show a lot of promise. so you were tasked with keeping chan safe by watching over him.
unfortunately, the downside of being royalty is tht there's a target on his back and he has to be careful. he can handle himself pretty well, but it doesn't mean things don't happen. so when he wakes up in a holding cell the night after a ball, wrists bound, he knows bad shit is going to go down. he finds out he's being held for ransom (but suspects they'll kill him anyway once they get what they want). chan remembers when he hid from you once with the others--he was younger then, and jeonghan had talked him into it. he remembers the call of your panicked voice, but the way you seemed to find him with ease (before you chewed him out for the one and only time you've done it) while your eyes were still glowing, a strand of his hair still stuck between your fingers.
see, the thing people don't know about you (that he and his brothers have sworn to keep secret) is that you're magic. you told him you hide it so people don't think you're overly reliant on it, because you've trained hard to earn your position. but you tracked him with a spell then, so chan just kinda kicks back and waits knowing that you'll do your magic and find him again. the only thing he's actually afraid of is the fact you might straight up bring an army.
(you do. they give you time to go into the fortress on your own, but they'll storm it once they have a solid plan. cheol is sure of that since there was literally no way u were going to come here without him)
you show up, you straight up kill a guy in front of him, and then waste no time literally melting the lock to free him. and then you immediately call him an idiot for accepting a drink when you weren't there to watch him and then wandering off, only telling mingyu that he started to feel unwell. he expects you to rant a lil longer, about to tell you to save it until he's safe at home, but then you hug him tight and tell him you were terrified you really lost him this time.
(and then he realizes all the teasing about how oblivious he was to someones reciprocated affections made sense.)
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airlocksandaviaries · 6 months
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Ooh 6, 8, 11, 20, 27 for top gun asks!!
YAY LOTS OF QUESTIONS
6 - If you could be any character for a day, who would you be? I already answered this in my other post but i'm gonna answer it Again. Iceman is gender goals. If I could be him for a day I would be over the moon. Buff enough for me to pick up and hug my friends. Charismatic enough for me to love Mav forever. Masc enough for people to actually see me as a man for once 🥹 that'd be very nice
8 - Favorite plane used in the movies? Idk anything about planes but I have an affinity to the f-14 tomcat that Mav and Rooster stole from that base and busted the hell out of 😂 she was Loyal she was Faithful she was broken and old as hell but she Did Her Job (kept my boyos safe)
11 - Favorite song off the soundtracks? THIS IS EASY. PLAYING WITH THE BOYS. IT HAS LITERALLY EVERYTHING. ITS FUN ITS HAPPY ITS UPBEAT IT'S SO SO SO GAY IT MAKES ME THINK OF THE CUTEST AND HAPPIEST SCENE IN THE MOVIE WHEN ALL THE FLYBOY BESTIES WERE BEING ADORABLE AND MAKING GAY CINEMATIC HISTORY. GO READ THE LYRICS RIGHT NOW IT IS SO GODDAMN HOMOEROTIC AND IM IN LOVE WITH IT KENNY LOGGINS THANK YOU
20 - If you could re-design any helmet or design your own what would it look like? OOH! This is fun. I know Mav's is iconic but I would want to change it only to add more sun/fire motifs and shape language into it. Yknow, to contrast perfectly with Ice's. And about mine... well. I'd probably have to make it ocean themed now wouldn't I. Sea blue waves maybe.
27 - Do you want a third movie? What would the plot be? HELL YEAH I DO. TOP GUN PHOENIX BABEYYY. It's top gun but with lesbians. Phoenix tries to make her way as a pilot and has to learn to lead a mission of her own. Mav is there too but for emotional support. There are so many women. Halo is the main supporting character. She and Phoenix get to have their little end mission hug just like Icemav before them, there is a lesberotic softball scene on the park by the beach where all the pilot women are in their shorts and sports bras while sliding around in the grass all sweaty and- okay sorry ill shut up now
THANKS SO MUCH. PLS SEND ME THESE BESTIES. I LOVE DOING THIS. SORRY THIS ONE TOOK SO LONG.
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thisandthat-whatever · 11 months
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How many times have I blocked you, leech? Me not posting your incessant messages which you continuously send with your vile shit is not “hypocritical” when I repeatedly told anons to not send me stupid shit.
But you are like a chewing gum stuck under a shoe, useless, worthless and hard to get rid of because you have no self dignity and you still keep sticking around places where you are told you are not welcome (get some self-respect , ffs. And stop trying to use my dog’s death against me because it makes you look not only gross but also weak since it shows you have nothing to argue with me , so you resort to these made-up scenarios about my dead dog (what is next, my mother’s death? Go on, make up shit like how I killed her or was horrible to her even though I was not, but truth never stopped your lies, so go ahead and lie about that too while you are at it).
My dog was not “sad” looking, you dipshit. He was a gorgeous senior 15 year old, so of course he looked his age. Let me see you when you are 80 and rank your “sad look”. He still had his puppy big eyes full of life in that photo. The only difference between his young self and that photo was his brown bits of fur around his face became white, and that is called natural aging, you dumbo.
Also, I didn’t “refuse” to give him an honorable death. Our last visit with the vet we had no such convo about euthanasia. He had had a heart disease for the last three years but was still managing well. When I recently told you on my blog that he lived beyond his breed’s life expectancy, you ignorantly and ill-intently made up a scenario in your head where I supposedly “refused” an “honorable death”. Lie much?? First of all, who are you to decide what constitutes an honorable death to begin with for you to assume mine didn’t have an honorable death. Maybe you are sending your pets to an unnecessarily early grave when they still have quality of life and happy days left in their lives. I pity any pet that may come across you. Your intentions are so evil that your home would not be a safe place for any pet.
Now stop being a disgusting garbage and using people’s dogs’ deaths to try to “hurt” them. And doing all this while you are a scaredy-cat grey face. 😬 This look is bad for you; do you not get it? 😬 You are so desperate to “hurt” me that you are reducing yourself to sub-human levels. This is you looking like a shitty person. It has nothing to do with me or my dog. The more you go unhinged and send me ask after ask (through VPN no doubt since I blocked your ass at least four times), it is safe to conclude you just have no self-value because you can’t let your resentment towards me go unless you say disgusting (and untrue to boot) shit anonymously (coward on top of everything. Do you even have ANY redeeming quality? Seems not).
That last paragraph of yours is not for me to get attention or sympathy, but for you to show your true evil colors which don’t take much to get out of you apparently.
I would say “get a life”, but I don’t see any hope for you, since you are someone this vitriolic just because I said Timmy looks like a rat .😂😂🐀
I will keep on blocking you, but go ahead and send more shit if you like which will promptly be blocked again. This was the last attention you got from me. Sorry, but your time is up here which means you will need to showcase your sickness elsewhere.
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