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sams-selfship-madness · 2 months

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The OG request was given to @cypheroo by their star anon; I’m just stealing the prompt and mixing it with the prompt I got from @. musezip

The fic is under the cut.

The sun is blinding. My eyes, if they could, would be writhing to escape my skull; but all the muscles behind them are holding them firmly in place as I hear the jarring beep of Laurance’s alarm. How he sleeps through it, I will never know. I slowly sit up, even as my body complains silently. Today is the day, it’s just a few hours then I can go. I just need to make it through an afternoon with those who are family, if only by blood. Just a few hours then I can return to-

“Hun? Where are you going? It’s only… seven. Why are you up..? Did my alarm wake you?” Blue eyes met mine as he gently held me in place by my forearm. I sigh, falling back onto the bed, causing both of us to smile softly “today is that.. gathering.. remember?” I said, feint annoyance seeping through my tone as he groans into his pillow. “You don’t need to-“ he began as I shot him a glare “yes, I do, Laurance. Even if it is to avoid a struggle later.” He sighs as he sits up “if you say so..” he mutters, as I sit up as well; before planting a chaste kiss to his cheek. “Do you want to shower first or do you want me to, so the sleeping beauty can get extra sleep” I tease, laughing softly as he rolls his eyes. “You go first, I’ll start breakfast.” He says as he stands, stretching until his back pops; I nod, collecting my change of clothes from the shared dresser before going to do my morning ritual: shower, brush teeth, brush hair, get dressed, eat breakfast. Once the dishwasher was loaded with our dishes from the small fruity meal and any spare dishes scattered about; we were in the car, on our way to my ‘family’s gathering.

I never thought I would be standing outside these glass doors, the black paint chipping from decades of coming and going. “Are you sure you want to be here dove? It isn’t too late to go home” Laurance asked, interrupting my thoughts. All I could do was nod, before knocking on the door and watching the ghost of my father rushing to the door, before the door swung open and I was collected into a bone crushing hug; it no longer offering the same safety nor warmth it did when I was little. “Ah! [name]! We didn’t think you would make it!” My father’s voice boomed as my aunt and uncle peered our way, faces morphing into something that resembled smiles of greeting. “Oh, my little pumpkin finally found someone to put up with their.. eccentricities!” My father said, smiling at Laurance as if he just said the funniest thing in the world. “Oh! Where are my manners, please come in!” My father said, letting Laurance in then myself. We kicked our shoes off just inside the door and went to greet the rest of my relatives. “Oh! [name]! You finally got here, thank god. I was thinking you wouldn’t show.” My mother said, perched on the light blue loveseat in the living room, only showing the most basic of courtesies before continuing her chat with my [sibling]. Laurance gently gave my hand a reassuring squeeze as we moved to sit at the dining room table, even if it made us seem as if we were only here for the mediocre food. A few dirty looks being shot at us but nothing too out of the ordinary. Laurance kept shooting me worried glances as each time I tried to strike up a conversation, it would only last a few words before everyone else got bored, but heaven forbid Laurance closes his mouth for more then a minute. My father clears his throat, calling everyone’s attention to him so he could inform everyone that lunch was ready and for people to go wash their hands. As people trickled out of the room to the singular washroom, I tried to follow, only to find Laurance’s hand in mine. “My love, are you sure you’re okay being here? You showed up, we can go now if you need” he suggested, his eyes holding blue pools of pity and worry I could easily drown in if I was not careful. So all I did was nod, “yeah, let’s just see it ou-“

“[NAME]. HANDS.” my mother bellows as I flinch from the sound, having forgotten what it was like to be yelled at like I was a misbehaving dog. I nod, leaving Laurance to wash my hands, him following close behind. As I approached the table, I noticed there was only one seat left. “Oh, uhm Laurance you can take it, it’s o-“ I’m cut off by my father. “Oh, so you only show up for the food and hide away when we want to talk to you?! God you never change.” My shoulders drop as I struggle against tears; Laurance puts his hand down a tad harder then he meant to onto the counter, resulting in a bang. “Not once, have any of you actually tried to talk to her, you excluded her from the seating orientation for fucks sake and now YOU are mad she has nowhere to sit, and lets the ‘guest’ sit with the people of this house?! Your joking. Right?” Laurance snaps, before he quickly composes himself with a glare to them before turning to me and saying, just above a whisper “come on hun, let’s go home”.

My first ever fic is done! I’m not the most proud of it but, it’s something and I made it, so I’m proud lol

#laurance zvahl #mystreet laurance #Laurance zvahl X reader #took out musezip's @ so that nobody from their system sees it #skskxkwk #as much as im friends with like- 3 of them (i think)#dont want them seeing this crap #eeewwww #EEWW SELF INDULGENCE #CRINGE #idfk why i even wrote this #some1 kill me pls/j

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ilycosy · 2 months

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could you maybe do more drug dealer luke x reader?

i think u have the wrong blog !!! ive never written drug dealer!luke but im totally down 4 an actual req ??

#🎀 asks #some1 pls tell me who wrote this tho bc it sounds so yum

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yaboyimo · 6 years

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my literal only tru wish in life is that other people never have 2 feel how ive felt, that they never have 2 feel worthless, or empty, or like lifes not worth living. i dont want any1 2 hate themselves in this way bc ive been there and even at my lowest points somehow i always end up rambling that i dont want any1 2 feel this way bc its that horrible. like im not better yet, i still hate myself and it sucks but ik that no1 deserves 2 feel this way, not even me. ik people are reading this and thinking yeah, but not me i deserve 2 feel like this. no. no you dont. when i say no1 i mean no1. so if youre ever on the floor in the bathroom crying 2 yourself and feeling so bad you want to claw your insides out, remember that you dont deserve 2 feel like that; you deserve to be happy, and you can get there. dont give up yet bc you deserve the world and 1 day its going to come to you. im telling you right now, yes you, that you deserve the very best.

#ok to reblog #in fact pls do #i wrote this after cing all the drama w my boy hyunjin #got me thinking abt this again #pls love urself even if its hard #suicide mention #death mention #gore mention #if any1 needs 2 talk just hmu #im open 2 whatever #if u just need some1 pls try talkin 2 me #im here 4 u #i have no dreams or whatever except this #so im not bullshtting #this is my genuine emotions on this

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vynseducationalflagpole · 2 years

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Caring for your CEO

" Being a CEO, a Student and a Painter, Marius von Hagen was still able to hide his true self. Being his significant other, you knew that the playboy persona he puts on everytime you're outside is all a giant hoax."

Marius x Reader

Gender neutral

Warnings: Spoilers for new Tears of Themis players regarding Marius' Personal story.

Genre: Hurt-Comfort, Fluff, really tiny angst

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(is hurt-comfort etc. a warning or a genre idk)

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Being alone was indeed hard for someone such as yourself. Having to live alone and not being able to socialize that much with your family members. It was hard but manageable. Everything in your life was going smoothly until this childish CEO barged in. Although, with his company, your life wasn't that boring anymore.

You enjoyed conversing with him despite his immature behavior. I mean, being 21 and already managing a whole company? His behavior was completely acceptable. Back then, you only perceived him as young and cheerful CEO. Until you started living with him. Despite being a top student and also a very talented one, it's hard to keep up with studies when you're trying to multitask between three things.

Every night, you'd see him on his desk working and studying whilst maintaining his image as the mysterious painter Z. Of course, naturally, you took care of him. Reminded him to eat breakfast and get some rest every now and then. Until suddenly one night. He was at his breaking point. While you were sleeping under his warm embrace, he bolts awake. His fast paced panting shot you awake. You turn to him just to see his panicked face. Sweat dripping down his face appearing like a smooth diamond.

His purple eyes was filled with fear. You wanted to hug him but you were afraid that if you merely even touch him, he'd break.You try to talk to him about his troubles. You never knew he held in such many problems within him. While you were thinking of words to say, his wall breaks down. He gets closer to you and hugs you close. His muffled sobs stabs you in the heart like a sharp sword.

You couldn't do anything else other than be there for him and let him let go of his thoughts. I mean, as he said himself, with you by his side, he can acheive anything.

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A/N: Two posts in a row? 2?2??1 I have an exam tomorrow but I'm over here posting stuff how do I tell my teacher that instead of studying, I wrote a story about some1 who doesn't wven exist (Ik the truth is painful) also if yall think the font in my stories are too small pls tell me<33 (im kinda near sighted and the letters r small af)

Thank you also for reading<333

#marius von hagen #marius x reader #marius von hagen x reader #tears of themis marius #tears of themis #why is he so perfect #hes so talented #he deserves the fucking world

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moonkvu-archived · 7 years

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“ don’t you think it’s odd ? that they’ve been ... you know, going at it for a while now, ” moonkyu murmurs towards his companion as they sit idly in one of the common rooms in the dorms, the other trying to help on a couple of homework assignments –– but instead, had been getting an EARFUL of the dorm above them and their constant ... floor banging at best. he’s tried to ignore the constant repeat banging but then the eerily cheerful moans had started to filter into room which immediately had moonkyu’s fingers still on his pencil in midst writing, a deep flush surfacing on his cheeks in secondhand embarrassment. he’s NOT a shy boy by any means but it’s the fact that he’s with a companion and that the couple above them had been doing it for a while now –– he’s just a very surprised male, that’s it. a soft chuckle escapes his pinked lips before head ducking lower, unable to stare at anything but his incredulous writing beneath him. “ i just –– i just don’t see the appeal of it, you know, sex ? i don’t see why they have to ... go at it for this long ? ”

#♤ *:･ﾟ ’ —— ⟨ WE’RE LIVING LIKE ART | INTERACTIONS. ⟩#busan.starter #hello !! i realized i needed more starters 4 my bab here so :~)#have this :~)#im sorry it sucks i wrote this in 5 secs fljasdkfjsadkf #pls some1 dont make fun of my shy boi

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ghossstguts-blog · 7 years

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i may be a wreck but at least im pretty 🌹

#literally im having such an awful day #its 2am here lmao #im exhausted #i overwork myself to put off confronting problems and im Dying #also #as i once wrote in a diary at age 12 #can i shove a broom up my mental illness' ass?#lmao some1 feel free to message me and validate my sorry ass pls ty #i took these selfies a month ago this is ridiculous #anyhow #goodnight night vale goodnight #my face #flower crown #aesthetic #cute gay needs attention

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cs-discourse · 5 years

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here we go

https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179953845684/uuuuwuu-every1-whos-concerned-abt-biased-judging

ok this attitude has been pissing me off long enough that it's time for one of my Big Ole Posts (tm) about how shitty this is! thanks.

uuuuwuu every1 whos concerned abt biased judging in comps is just soooow entitled !!!1 i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11 bc artists Never weigh in on other artist's comps, so obviously thes ppl just want fwee merc designs !!!1!!1 also my last braincell just died pleas h

so here's the og post in question for quick reference

i honestly have no idea why people keep bringing up this idea of bias in judging competitions because, while i do think there is a type of bias that certainly exists, i think a lot of so-called "bias" that people have is ... not whatsoever like what people think it is lol. artists are people and there's always going to be SOME kind of bias no matter what you do, because it's literally fuckin impossible to NOT be biased. by that i mean:

your taste in plots/types of characters/medias influence your judging

quality of writing or art can influence your judging

the person who's applying for the adopt you may have previous judgement about

even if you say you aren't biased, you STILL have preferences and tastes in things that you prefer more than others, which in of itself is a kind of bias

people who know you (friends for example) will naturally know what your taste is.

a competition is judged based on what form the artist thinks is best, right?

NEWSFLASH EVERYONE'S IDEA OF "WHAT'S BEST" IS DIFFERENT FROM PERSON TO PERSON ..... "BEST" is literally the most subjective thing there is, and while i agree that there are certain aspects of art and writing that you can use as objective measurements of tangible skill, it's... still subjective. what people think is "best" will vary from person to person because we all have different tastes. so, essentially, this boils down to the idea that the winner of an adopt competition will ALWAYS be the form the artist liked best, because that is what the artist perceives as best. so like. when people appear biased in adopt competitions towards friends or certain circles, it's probably because they're literally friends because they have similar tastes in things, and therefore the form the artist likes best is naturally going to be from someone who shares similar tastes.

so whenever i hear about """bias""" in competitions i just kind of roll my eyes tbqh because it's usually followed by complaints of "BUT I PUT IN SO MUCH EFFORT" or "I WROTE SO MUCH MORE THAN THE WINNER" uhhhh. if adopt contests were won by effort alone it wouldn't be a contest, it'd be an endurance test lol. literally just "who has the most time to waste writing out 60000k words of absolute meaningless fluff"... because, i hate to break it to you, but ANYONE can write 5000 words of mindless drivel that has literally no substance to it.

now in caps for emphasis. takes a deep breath

THERE IS NO SKILL NEEDED TO BLOAT YOUR WORD COUNT.

YOU DO NOT NEED TO KNOW HOW TO WRITE WELL TO WRITE 5000 WORDS.

YOU JUST NEED TO KNOW HOW TO TYPE AND PUT SENTENCES TOGETHER.

quality > quantity, always. like, i'm sorry you put in so many hours of effort but, those people who win with MUCH smaller wordcounts... did they not work to get as good as they did with writing? you put in 5 hours into one tryout. but others, take me for example: i have been writing for over 10 bloody years. i've worked hard to improve my writing, so you can't tell me i "didn't put in as much effort" as you because i did. i put in YEARS of work to get better so doing simple things would take me LESS time now. inb4 IT'S UNFAIR! dude, the literal definition of a contest is for the best to win. it wouldn't be a contest if it wasn't like that lol. it'd just be charity. what you should be doing instead of complaining about it is ASKING FOR CRIT and WORKING TO IMPROVE like a good sport? i get that it's discouraging but you should be prepared to lose when you join a contest. it's valid to be upset about but the moment you say you deserve it more than others JUST because of your effort, then i have a problem.

and you know, there's gonna be times where i think a comp winner is objectively less skilled than other tryouts. honestly i just kind of shrug that off on account of different taste lol. sometimes that's just how it be, bc of those predetermined biases i mentioned before, and maybe a judge and i are just in completely stages of life so what i call quality might not appeal to the judge. that's also fine. anyway this really got off on a tangent but i'm leaving it in bc i think it needs saying. back to the og post

> i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11

wtf didn't i address this in a different post

here let me link it for you

https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179841459154/post179838988303-the-difference-is-that-you-have

which was replying to this: https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179838988303/179837734509-idk-anon-i-kinda-agree-with-the

i said it once but i'll say it again: artist entries aren't main adopts lol. people don't work for artist entries. all you fucking do is post on one like "can i have this pls" .. there is... no effort put into that lol. main adopts you WORK for. it's a CONTEST. claiming an artist entry is NOT a contest. if a bunch of little nasty gremlins come running up to me like a hungry horde trying to be the first one to claim my design, i think giving friends first pick is COMPLETELY FINE, BECAUSE WHAT DID ANYONE ELSE DO TO "DESERVE" THAT DESIGN? nothing. you did. nothing. you're literally coming here with this attitude that NOT GIVING THINGS AWAY TO STRANGERS FOR FREE SOMEHOW EQUALS BIAS? i literally do not understand your logic whatsoever. like. i'm trying really fucking hard. at least with main adopts the "payment" is the effort you put in trying to answer the artist's prompt. i know i sound super dumb repeating myself but i don't know how much simpler i can make this concept tbh

and this is EXACTLY why i say ya'll are fucking entitled because merc and any of the kal artists could be making REAL $$$$ selling their own designs and adoptables and art and NOT deal with all the bs ya'll throw at them. they're literally here because the ENJOY MAKING ((( FREE ))) CONTENT for you, and they're not obligated to do this. they can stop whenever they want. if you had to pay per hour for the length of time collectively worked by ANY species artist staff, the lot of you would be fucking broke. i'm actually constantly shocked that species artists work like, 8 hours or more on some of these gorgeous designs just to give them away for free in a contest.

so, yeah, as someone who hasn't spent my entire life on CS (i've only been here for a year and a half), ya'll seem pretty fucking entitled to me lol. the world outside CS rarely gives out such gorgeous designs in write-to-adopt contests so i'm honestly baffled at the amount of bloody entitlement i see

>bc artists Never weigh in on other artist's comps, so obviously thes ppl just want fwee merc designs !!!1!!1

this part i don't actually understand what you mean. do you mean they... help judge other comps? or like, enter them? i don't get what you mean by "weigh in" but listen, lol. just because something DOES happen doesn't mean it gives you a good reason to assume the worst. i mean... of course it happens. it's statistically impossible for skewed contests and bias to NOT happen, because there's always going to be cases of it happening. but like, what proof do you have that merc will be biased lol? like, real proof? because your main point i've basically debunked and don't believe in at all. do better than "i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11" because this doesn't make any sense to me for the reasons i already listed above lmao. if artist entries were supposed to be contests they'd be contests. what the hell makes you important enough to get first dibs on a stranger's work. ARTIST ENTRIES AREN'T EVEN MADE TO BE GIVEN AWAY, THEY'RE MADE AS ARTIST ENTRIES.... LIKE.... JESUS i struggle to understand ya'll

anyway im done here, if you wanna actually talk and debate this hmu on discord at lysander#9229 bc if you actually talk to me instead of spew this hot mess on the blog i might actually listen to you and change my mind and be nice about it instead of being a condescending bitch.

wait one more thing

>also my last braincell just died pleas h

yea clearly

p.s., why do you ppl keep going to the blog to give critique on merc's designs when on literally every other design merc makes there's this:

https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=38&t=3950980

here i even linked it for you. idk why it's so hard for yall to give constructive crit like decent human beings

#cs discourse #submission

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thevictoriousdory · 4 years

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sabaw thoughts alias catch up posts

look

how inactive am i

:/// i am ok tho im just not my 'artsy' self lately or maybe because i lowkey forgot updating here coz currently i have a planner and i wrote the stuff there.

last time i posted here is when i celebrated my 19th birthday (9 months ago O.o) and new years 2019. bc of that, here's a timeline of my 'ganaps' during those times that i've missed!!

march - because of the mumps, and some sickness i felt during feb, aka occuring wisdom tooth and fever), i wasnt able to catch up really really well in my zoology. i exert extra effort for me to pass, and luckily, i did!

april - i went to baler, aurora for vacation with my college friends. that place took my heart, so bad. "home away from home", indeed #iwentsurfing. also, i kind of joined my father during the photoshoot sesh of ms sta elena candidates (quite having a dilemma if im gonna be on some pageants as well, or not.).

may - my first time to vote!!!! also, me and my family went to bag-angan resort. it has a pool, and a river with balsa. next, wr went to my cousin's wedding and weeks after that, i went to calaguas island with my elementary friends (and kinda with my parents and cousin , since they're accomodating on an area which is a little far from our tent.). that experience helped me have fun even without internet! hahaha

end of may, we celebrated fiesta too. while we bought some ingredients for our dishes, there's a little story that happened. the store owner introduced me to his son, which is, coincidently, studying in our neighbor school (tamaraw!!!). i've had a crush on him, i guess, until october of 2019??? HAHA.

june - before being a student once again, me and mum went to perez, quezon with her high school friends. those days, i became friends with her friends' sons as well. a little one of the boys moment again. teehee.

2nd yr bs psychology student 🖖 it's not really that hard adjusting from a different section to another with only 1 person whom your close with. especially, most of the people are approachable and awesome (not saying that C isn't awesome, but I felt more happiness and sincerity in B, so, #NoRegrets !). in the succeeding months, we became close with our previous classmates, and eventually called ourselves, SALAZARs (the og plot twist of 2019).

july - kind of heartbreaking because i saw my first love after 5 years in sm manila with his girlfriend. other than that, all is well. baby caileigh blythe was born!

august - i guess nothing really memorable happened here. random walks at quiapo, random walks along morayta and our official rebranding as the salazar family.

(WOOOP I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING MEMORABLE IN HERE. I MET HARVEY PAGSANJAN FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!)

september - uaap season!!!!! was able to see, ricci rivero (oo na, ive uncrushed him naman after the uaap :(() , tyler tio, ildefonso bros and my ue mbt!! this season is important for some1 who doesnt love 3rdy ravena, then being suddenly "wowed" by him during his games (thats me!!).salute to mr ravena, huhu ang humble. also, first official photo with my baby, harvey. baby rigil kent is born!!!

a love-hate relationship with this month. love dahil puro basketball and boys, hate kasi ang daming beer nights and i gained weight!

october- continuation of my uaap pagtataray and the sembreak season c: uncrush-ed tamaraw guy, finally.

november - (current month) went to the beach before classes and our first undas with papa willy not being the one who's puyat, but the one who's pinagpupuyatan. i guess it would be a long time before we got used to that kind of undas set up.

also, #RoadToWhiteUniform passed! It looks like it's going to be a tough sem. HUHUHU i dont wanna die yet pls. i guess, that's all yet since this month isn't finished yet. i'll update once in a while. xx

another also, #NewSemNewCrush 😜 heart's for Cholo muna, bye bye, other crushes. HAHAHAHA all my kalats are on my 2nd twitter!!!

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suicidalthot · 7 years

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so like i wrote a poem a few years ago and it’s probably one of my favorites and i finally want to share it but also am v v scared to so some1 give me courage pls

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intoxicatingswift · 4 years

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the 1:

God the line if my wishes came true it would've been you OK THAT HIT

this feels like a iftye but like folklore version

UGH THE BRIDGE ACTUALLY HIT why was this my exact mood yesterday I already called it I knew I needed this album

cardigan:

can i just say im here for taylors lower tone

A FRIEND TO ALL IS A FRIEND TO NONE ok facts

the Peter losing Wendy line really got me cuz that used to be a thing w me n some1 *cries*

chasing shadows in the grocery line nooo

this is like an other side of the door but folkmore IDK IT JUST REMINDS ME OF IT

the last great american dynasty:

god i had to restart it 3 times my fam r so noisy pls.

i really feel like the stripped back style of production really allows taylors lyrics and storytelling within songs to shine. like ive got the maddest mental images of screaming matches between Rebecca and bills family and small town style rumours passing from someone to another

mental music video basically and also u can see the strength of rebecca which is only paralleled by smth ive experienced from books/TV? imagine the skill it takes to tell such a story in a few minutes that people see in 358 pages or 12 1hr installations

EXILE YES BON IVER:

can u tell im excited for this one

ughhh his harmonies are always *chef's kiss*

side note this rly is pushing me and giving me a better sense of identity for the sort of music I want to make thank u Taylor 🥺

god taylor urs and bon ivers voices go together so beautifully u both know how to make a harmony so good

the metaphors are so.... UGH I LOVE

my tears ricochet:

im in love with the vocalising in the intro omg

if I'm on fire you'll be made of ashes too yes hunger games let's go (no for real I just re read it and loved it again so)

ok no the lyrics on this one just HIT me particularly even tho I'm gonna say that on every song OK

I feel like theres a lwymmd ref in here 😶

the line I didn't have it in myself to go with grace spoke to me like i feel like that was extracted directly from my brain

still can't believe we actually got a whole album wth

mirrorball:

MIRRORBALL U COUNTRY BEAUTY

this song just feels like calm vibes as a blanket, stolen kisses

bro.... i literally wrote half a song with the lyrics that have the same gist of the bridge the whole idea of the circus no longer existing and yet u still feel like u have to perform for that one person cause u need to prove that they made the wrong choice leaving i

seven:

God her voice is hauntingly beautiful here

and though I can't recall your face I still got love for you what a beautiful way to express that you're always loved by someone even if you're no longer close, you live in memories and that's 100% enough and you're enough

THE ENTIRE SECOND VERSE IS ME AND MY FRIENDS AS TEENAGERS? God that hurt especially bc the sentiment of my prev things applies to those same people

SHOUT OUT TO INDIA TAYLOR I FEEL SO SEEN RN LMAO

august:

ahhhhh we had cruel summer and now we have august

"lost in the memory" is one of my favourite lyrics anyway and now taylors used it i

did taylor find out like the story of my life 2016- present bc like this seriously hits the "you were never mine" and the emphasis on August i

OK THE BRIDGE WAS MEEEEEE OH MY GOD how do i write my shitty album when this *gestures to entire folklore aggressively* exists.

oh the outro :( whoever said this is taylors melodrama was onto smth fr

this is me trying:

just looking at the lyrics is this ootw; the next chapter 👁️👄👁️

this is so beautifully sad

you're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town okkkkkkkkkkk wow 🥺

illicit affairs:

why do i feel like this is joe and tays story post met gala👁️

YOU SHOWED ME COLOURS IS SUCH A METAPHORICALLY DEEP AND BEAUTIFUL LINE HI OOTW REFERENCE

invisible string omg OK I claimed this one pre listen:

oh crap the colour references already spoke to me bc long ago I had a concept to link songs to colours

also the idea of storybook romance as well with the "used to think I'd meet somebody there"

i love the invisible string theory also oh my god

BAD BLOOD OMG this is such a random detail abt how Joe heard bad blood the first time he was in LA and I love it

LMAO not taylor getting recognised on their anniversary trip 😭

also can i just say the plucking strings keeping the same rhythm/volume the way through somehow contributes to the invisible string theory i loooooveeeeee the lyric/music matching here (did i just somehow compare this to vq matching? think so ok maybe there's hope for me as a medic yet 💀)

taylor rly said fuck adam tom and whoever else Joe is it

OK THE REFERENCES TO GOLD HI DWOHT

ALSO PURPLE PINK SKIES HELLO INTHAF AKA MY STAN SONG WHICH EVERYONE SLEEPS ON

safe to say i made a correct choice stanning this song pre listen ahahaah

mad woman:

the chords on this i am in love, the chaos of the string instruments yessss

here for the strength lol

this is i did something bad but quiet scary angry version

CALLED IT HELLO IDSB REFERENCE

ugh the delicacy in how the words are pronounced in the second chorus shows how hurt and strong u can be simultaneously

mirrored ofc by the soft piano and percussion of hand claps ugh taylor im so happy u made this album

epiphany:

im getting let it all go vibes from this also bon iver

oh it's coronavirus :( yeah

side note wear a mask this seriously was unprecedented and ik at my work (icu) while I was FT we had a couple boxes of antiviral ppe and I did a shift just as things got bad here and it was all completely gone. at the time we'd only had a couple query covid cases so pls. WEAR A MASK ESP U LOT ON THE TUBE/TFL RAIL

i feel like this song reflects how slow the pain can be when ur losing someone like literally watching their breaths slow and also the emotional pain.

betty:

omg this is one of the teenager love story three aaahhhhh it's so cute BUT I SERIOUSLY REMEMBER THE TEENAGE ANGST oh man i Really do

also hello country tay

ugh all ur stupid friends it seriously sounds like 17 year old boy 😭

peace:

LOVE THAT GUITAR RIFF YES AM SO HERE FOR THAT

I made good choices in the songs I chose pre listen all of this is literal poetry and I'm so glad I can focus on the lyrics more because of the production yes i know I already said that

DREAMSCAPES I LOVE THAT WORD I WAS JUST THINKING I NEED TO INCORPORATE IT INTO A SONG

the i-i-id in I'd swing with you for the fences, the delicacy in "give you a child"

now I see your brother as my brother hello paper rings reference (it's not even but yall know)

the rain (paps/media) can well and truly fuck off

"would it be enough if I could never give you peace" actual poetry.

hoax:

i love the dainty piano ugh that HIGH night

the octave differences on the chorus

don't want no other shade of blue hello paper rings

OK this one has a lot to unpack tbh i probably will pore over this like the English poetry i missed out on by choosing stem

also fuck kimberly lmao

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hi how are you 🥺 i just wanted to pop by and tell you i've reread boys of fall (not exaggerating) 8 times, and that was just before the new update. I reread the whle thing again when you updated so 9 times. the new chp was soo perfect and ur writing has not detered at all, so pls don't feel bad abt it. idk if its bc some1 told u something bad abt ur writing recently tha tmade you feel that way but don't listen to them!! ur writig is so unqiue and is so good at conveying moods and, 1/2

emotions. i LOVE the way u characterized tae and guk like its so different and refreshing? also their development of their relationship from NO kissing at all to kissing somethings to kissing ALL the time and then BAM. kissed in front of every1. it flowed so naturally that while i reread the whole thing again i was like woah. a masterpiece?? i also love how there's like also other pieces of the plot coming together like tae's parents or jk's family and i can't wait to learn more abt those too omfg. 2/3

also i realized i named the first one /2 but it was supposed to b /3 bc i have more to write but. i pretty much said all i wanted to say n i hope i didn’t bore u to death. i love bof so much. my absolute top 5 tk fics of all time. also u seem like a really sweet person too and not a dick to ur readers which is why i wanna give you 1000 kudos and message you all the time. i hope everything has gone smoothly in 2020 so far and hopefully writing becomes fun again for you bc you are so so good at it. 3/3

alsdjflksajdflsdf T____T omg okay so let me start off with my reply to this message by saying that im a literal scum bag for not replying to all the people who’ve sent me messages here on tumblr im a horrible person IM SO SORRY ill try to reply to some now!

first of all thank u thank u sm i think u sent me like 3 different parts to this message so i just posted them all in here and i’ll try to reply to everyting?. i can’t believe you’ve reread this absolute shitshow of a story 9 times like that’s just crazy to me. i can’t even reread my writing once before i wanna chuck my phone across the room so like, im so frickin honoured . there’s so many fantastic taekook stories on this site n the fact that you love mine makes me so so happy!! and ummmsdfh no nobody really said anything, idk know what it was but i reached like a really low point & i had weird thoughts like omg there are other ppl who write so much better than me so what’s the point u kno? but despite all tht i always wanna put out my best work for u guys to read, which im glad ppl like! so yeah that’s why always so happy to hear people like my writing bc i do work hard on it and to know that ppl actually like it is an amazing feeling ;_____;

and AHHHHH YES! ok if there’s ONE thing i could say that im proud of in the way i wrote bof is the way i made them slowly start kissing & acting domesty with each other lmao like that was my number 1 goal until one of them blew it. tae and kook’s parents will play a bigger role after, probably when they get their relationship shit together bc how else are we gonna throw some angst and a break up in there? im kidding. who says they’ll even be together .

stop i could never get bored of these and i would never be a dick to my readers D: the only thing is that it does tkae quite a lot of effort/time to reply to a message bc i /would/ feel like a dick if i just replied “wow thanks for reading love u!” to this and all the other long beautiful comments ppl leave on ao3 but im never ignoring u purposely! i really appreciate every single comment/message so thank you to you and everyone who leaves me something i love you <3

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Brother Samson And Sister Debbie’s Story continues

Sista Debbie writes, "And I slept in his room for the first time". (June 16, 2013)

On the day some graduates who are jobless wrote an employment exams @ a nearby town did I went 2 my love's shop. I prepared his delicious meal, which is pounded yam with melon soup...He did not like engine grinded pounded yam, he says dat d so called engine pounded yam is not usually soft n well articulated 2geda like d 1 pounded in a morter by pestle...such engine grinded boiled yams do have lattices n inter-callaces, spaces, d atoms and ions are scattered, dey do not form a good compound, its cohesive forces are not strong...it does not form a good ball, good morsel,, when rolled 2geda by d fingers b4 dipping into d soup b4 going into d mouth 4 onward swallowing...it is essentially not a good representation of pounded yam, although it is fair, manageable, but nay good, if some1 has ever tasted such b4...so my love said...

Having felt his pulse on this, and having understand my one and only one...I decide 2 pound d yam...it was smooth, soft, succulent like a baby's ear-lobe...Before I did dis, I have grinded pepper, tomatoes, onions, locust bean, I added cray-fish and melon, all these were grinded on d ancient mortar...People, expert women in cooking, say dat pepper grinded using ancient stone mortar is usually sweeter than d ones grinded by engines, d new technological inventions...Afta I was thru with dis, I have gotten other additives like vegetables, dry fishes, lungs and liver of animals which I have cut 2 small sizes,...all these r going into d grinded melon n others...On d 2nd kerosine stove, I boiled d meat, cow meat, whose nearly dried boiled water shall also serve as other additives to d melon 2 be cooked...Afta dis I fried d meats and a little pepper which i shall add on d melon-vegetable soup afta it is done...At d expiration of d soup did I peeled d Yams and put it on fire...Washed d mortar

And psetle...getting set for the pounding...Afta all said n done, I was thru with all...Afta I took my bathe, arranged d foods in order...off 2 my love's office cum shop...As usual, he was busy in his office, preparing some notes, I guess he shall be ministering 2moro @ d church or perhaps he had an impromptu message 2 deliver @ a place, because he looked subsumed in his thoughts and writings, but I am yet 2 be fully briefed of what he is busy doing in his office...I entered, genuflected few millimeters off d door frame as I stepped into his office...dropped my bag on a settee...and said, "ẹ ku isẹ oni o", I did not wait 4 his response as I walked to his side hugged him and pecked him on d right cheek...took about 3 steps back and dropped d container containing his cooked food @ a corner behind where he sits...""O se o" , but u are a bit late", he replied. "Ẹ má mà dami lohun", I said, as I was dropping d bag. "What is it that has kept u back all dis while?" He asked, as he continue

Writing. "Se ẹ nisẹ fun mi ni?" I asked. "Oh yes. Oh no..." He paused 4m what he was writing, I guess he has muddled up some points...he then speaks loud, ostentatiously not to me, that, ""...As he journied on, he stopped...He will also stop to answer you today and now in Jesus name..." I said "amen". He was quickly writing this down 4m dis I discern dat I am disturbing d flow of "stuffs" which I guess is spiritual, then, I excused myself 4m his office as I said, "My love, am so, so sorry to disturb you, let me go and join the sales staff @ sales department, and when u are thru u can call 4 me". "Oh, thank you dearie...I am sorry 4 the inability 2 attend 2 u now,...I shall soon be through with this section and I will come over and meet you there", he said, dropping the ball-pen, resting his back on the chair and looking directly @ me..."It is no problem "mai" lord, take good care of yourself and do the right justices to the outlined points, as we also continue with the other aspects,

Division of labour "sé", (he nodded his head in affirmative) selling the stocked goods", I said... ""Ẹ se o", I should be thru soon..." he said, half of this last statement I didnt hear because I have already opened d office door, so d noise of the office door as it moves on the hinge dat fastened it to d oda part of d structure shielded his words 4m my hearing...I also gave d sales department staffs their foods, I wrapped their pounded yams in a leaf, "ewe iran" as it is called in our Island and I put their soup in "take-aways", a combustible bowl like structure. The sales staffs are doing justices 2 d food one afta anoda...They did not eat d food @ once dis is done so dat there shall be free staffs to attend 2 customers...Afta a while, every1 has eaten his/her portion...we continued selling things @ d sales department/outlet, but when there is no customer, we resort 2 gisting...we are also taking note of the goods that are out-of-stock, those that are few copies left...so dat "mai"

Lord be intimated of what is left in stock and he wil place orders for more copies as soon as soon can be...I got to d shop @ 14:30 hours the Island's time, but as @ 15:30 hours "mai" love is yet 2 come out...he though sends messages 2 update me through facebook...@ 16:15 hours, he finally came out of his office... ""Se ko si "problems" pẹlu awọn "customers" o"", he said as he walked 2 where I am, placed his 2 palms on my shoulders, becuase I was facing outside while I back d office, as I felt his palms on my shoulders, so I felt his lips touching my head, because my hair was plaited and I had no scarf or cap on...he kissed my head like the Europeans..."I think i love this", I said 2 mysef...""Ko si" problems sire", a staff replied.... ""Agbara Ọlọrun ka awọn to wa "sire", another staff added...""To ò, ẹ ku isẹ o", he said...After he has answered them, he spoke 2 me in a hushed tone, ""Ẹ ku ijoko, se o binu pupọ?" he asked....I shook my head for negativity, ""rara o". Why would I be

Angry? With whom shal I be annoyed? How shall I be miffed?" I asked....He has now put his hands by d arms of d chair, his right hand on d right arm of d chair while his left rests on d left arm of d chair, as he rested his chin on my right shoulder...Just then, one of d staffs looked back and said, ""ỌGA",I like this posture "o"" the other sales staffs looked back and they started commenting, as if we have posted a comment on d facebook, "me too sire", anoda staff said, ""Eleyi ko" bad "o"", anoda staff yet added...."Let us take the picture sire" a staff said and they all chorused thus, "Yes. Yes. Yes. The picture, it shal be good for your profile..." They did not even wait 4 a reply 4m any of us as someone out of them took my fone 4m d table and took the picture...afterwards he said, ""Ọga, look at it, isnt it lovely?" Turning 2 me, he said "abi anti? Isnt it innovative and enthralling?" My love took it 4m him looking @ it he said, ""Ẹyin lẹ mọ̀, se bi ẹ ti yà á tan"".

"No sire. Not a matter of "sebi a ti yà á tan", to be frank and sincere sire, pass comment", a staff said. "Hum... Well...I think so", my love said.... ""Mo mọ tọga bẹ́ẹ̀", I think "nã ni" always", anoda staff enthused. "Ok. What do u want me 2 say, "ẹyin ọmọ yi"", my love said. Anoda staff replied, "With all sense of humility and respect sire", bowing his head, "we expect a nay or yea answer 4m you sire. Isnt this picture respledent, lovely, gorgeous, inspiring, enthralling, tantalizing,..." My love interjected, "I think you have made millions today...or what really happened? Because all of you are joyous", he asked. "We bless God 4 today's sales "ná ọga", as you all know no dull moment with us here, because the joy of the Lord is our strong room (someone among them said "Yes o") but that apart sire, isnt this pics inviting?" the staff concludes. Another staff said, "This pics shall hit the enemies @ a dangerous place sire, when they see it on air". ""O dara nã", it is fine. "Kilẹ fẹ

Gbà nidi ọrọ yi?" My love said.... They all clapped their hands, as if they have re-hearsed it before they chorused, ""Oluwa seun". That is what we wanna hear", a staff added "1st time in history "ọga" conceeds d discussion 2 us". My love pulled me up 4m where I am sitting down as if glued by something 2 d seat watching the master-servant season movie part 8..."Please let us go into d office, because "awọn ọmọ yi ko ni jẹ ka gbadun ọrọ wa nibiyi o"" he said as he helped me 2 my feet with his right hands around my scapular. As I was standing up, someone said, "Please "ọga" on behalf of all", we are both standing now, with his hand yet around me, listening to d staff, "I want u 2 help us thank anti 4 d delicious meal she gave us today o, "mo wi ire tabi ngo wi ire"?" He enthused as he faced his colleagues waiting 4 an answer. They all chorused the answer, "O wi ire". "Ọga", my love said, ""oun na ti ngbọ bayẹn", pls let us go jare"", he added. ""A kì í dupẹ ara ẹni", I said as he allows

As he allows me 2 walk ahead, placing his palms on my shoulders like Island's children while playing games in d moonlight... In his office he told me how pastor phoned him dat he shd prepare 4 message 2moro bc God laid d burden on his heart...He said he has texted me 2 Intimate me dat blessed devpt, but I have not received d text till i got 2 him, all these network problems... Afta he ate his food...He gave me money 2 go n buy oda fudstuffs n prepare soup 4 him...dis also shal afford him d opportunity 2 complete d msg he was preparing... Afta I was tru @ d market, I got 2 his room in a "face me I slap you" house in d Island around 18:45 hours...prepared d foods n soups...He got home around 20:50 hours...2 minutes afta rain began...A heavy rain...it rained 4 an hour...d streets are deserted...I wasnt too sure of how intact d adjoining bridge dat was constructed by communal efforts dat linked my street with d main street shall be, bc well b4 dis heavy rain, erosion has been washing away d edges...so we, my one and only and I, concluded dat I shd sleep in his house dat nyt...

Afta eating, bathing, changing and prayers, I lay on bed...so furtunate 4 us dat d electricity providers of d Island didnt switch off d electricity 2 d island dat day...it was a rare occasion in d island, having electricity during rain...we bless God 4 dat... As I laid on d bed, he returned 2 his writing desk, "wont u rest a while?" I asked. "I shall do but not now", he said. "This man must be a "work-a-holic", what some psychologists called type-A personality", I thousght... As a solemn christian worship song was coming out of his DVD player...I was following d wordings and the rhythm, I did not know when I slept off... @ d midnight, 00:15 hours, I opened my eyes only 2 find him sleeping on a mat on d floor..., "this man "shá", wont he have body ache 2moro? Sleeping on mat? I cannot remember when last I slept on mat...as I think of dis, I fell asleep again...by 04:00 hours, I come out of sleep again...he was awake praying..."Huh, my one and only, broda Samson! Is dis his life-cycle?" I questioned myself. I also attempted praying some silent prayers as he was doing...but I couldnt sustain it bc my eyes were heavy with sleep thus I fell asleep again...around 05:30 hours, I felt his hand gently tapping me..."wake up and let us pray", he said....

DIFFICULT WORDS MEANINGS

*Sista Debbie writes, "And I slept in his room for the first time". (June 16, 2013)

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"ẹ ku isẹ oni o", (translation how is work oh)

O se o" , (translation thank you oh)

"Ẹ má mà dami lohun", (translation don’t mind me)

"Se ẹ nisẹ fun mi ni?" (translation do you have work for me? Or do you want to send me an errand?)

"sé", (translation is it) (he nodded his head in affirmative)

""Ẹ se o", (translation Thank you oh)

"ewe iran" (translation is a characteristic big leaf in our land that is being used to wrap things. Hawkers in the olden days and presently in the rural areas use it to wrap things for their buyers

""Se ko si "problems" pẹlu awọn "customers" o"", (translation I hope there is no problems with the customers oh)

...""Ko si" problems sire", (translation there is no problems sir)

""Agbara Ọlọrun ka awọn to wa "sire", (translation The power of God is able for all who come (it is a way of saying with the help of God we have been able to attend to all the customers that come here today, that is the way the Yorubas speak)

To ò, ẹ ku isẹ o", (translation Alright. Weldone)

""Ẹ ku ijoko, se o binu pupọ?" (translation.i hope you are not annoyed for keeping you sitting all this while?)

""rara o". (translation no, not at all)

""ỌGA", (translation Master)

""Eleyi ko" bad "o"", (translation This is not bad or this is good)

""Ẹyin lẹ mọ̀, se bi ẹ ti yà á tan"". (translation That is left to you. Have you finished taken the picture?)

"sebi a ti yà á tan", (translation have we finished taken the picture)

""Mo mọ tọga bẹ́ẹ̀", (translation I have known our master for this)

"nã ni" (translation I think is what he would only say)

"ẹyin ọmọ yi"", (translation You these children)

"ná ọga", (translation in a way master)

""O dara nã", it is fine. "Kilẹ fẹ Gbà nidi ọrọ yi?" (translation okay now, it is fine. What do you want to be given for all these?)

""Oluwa seun". (translation Bless the Lord or Lord be blessed)

"ọga" (translation master)

"awọn ọmọ yi ko ni jẹ ka gbadun ọrọ wa nibiyi o"" (translation These children (or my members of staff) would be disturbing or interrupting our discussions here oh)

"ọga" (translation Master)

"mo wi ire tabi ngo wi ire"?" (translation Have I spoken well or not?)

"O wi ire". (translation You have spoken well)

"Ọga", (translation Master)

""oun na ti ngbọ bayẹn", pls let us go jare"", (translation she is hearing what you are saying, don’t mind them, please let us go)

""A kì í dupẹ ara ẹni", (translation You are welcome)

"face me I slap you" (translation this is a room by room apartment in the nation where a room will face another room, it is not a self-contain room, but rooms in a row without partition but separated by passage where those inhabiting the rooms will have access to the same toilet, bathrooms and toilets. Just like an office that face another office, that is some buildings are in the country

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