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biruesque · 11 months
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"I'm going to become a prince!"
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storge · 5 months
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From now on, let me teach you instead. I'll teach you how to love someone properly. Jiang Xuening... I'm yours.
Story of Kunning Palace (2023)
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hi. if you like weirdly intense mentor-protégé relationships, War of Faith (追风者) might be for you.
the protégé: Wei Ruolai, a little potato, a poor, brilliant, idealistic boy whose n:o 1 ambition in life is to... work for advisor Shen Tunan of Central Bank. apparently. as his personal assistant.
"My life is not worth much anyway," Wei Ruolai says,
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wow. ok.
and this is Shen Tunan, Wei Ruolai's boss and mentor. here he's looking at Wei Ruolai who has just said something very smart.
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i'm going to eat that little potato for breakfast —Shen Tunan, probably.
people. these two have Chemistry. Shen Tunan keeps looking at Wei Ruolai like he can't quite believe his luck at having found such a sweet potato and can't make up his mind about which part to bite into first. and Wei Ruolai is just *incoherent noises* he's just so earnest. he's quiet and smart (and also very stupid) and tenacious and a tiny bit of a brat, and he lights up under Shen Tunan's attention.
Shen Tunan: "You spoke well earlier."
Wei Ruolai, having looked bashfully away:
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ahem.
praise kink, anyone?
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elderwisp · 1 month
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Frances: You have it together. Any problem I’ve had, quickly resolved with a bit of advice. You always have a solution. What could possibly stress you out? 
Icarus: A lot of things, actually. 
Frances: Like what? A dog swallowed its chew toy again? Or a horse has fallen and it can’t get up?
Icarus: Is that all I’m reduced to?
Frances: Oh god, no, I-
Icarus: I’m sorry. I could have worded that differently.
Frances: Don’t apologize to me. What I said was cruel. I’m really sorry, that was so out of pocket. 
Icarus: … You’re sorry?
Frances: Very. As I’m sure you’re aware, I can be a bit much sometimes. I know I can be insensitive and I’m working on it… [ mumbles ] Yet here I am, doing it again. To you.
Icarus: Frances-
Frances: Don’t try to downplay it, I crossed a boundary this time and I am so sorry. I recognize you’re a person as well, with feelings.
Icarus: …
Frances: Icarus…? Please say something.
Icarus: I’m sorry, I’m a bit taken back. 
Frances: I said something wrong, didn’t I?
Icarus: [ shakes head ] No! No, lately a genuine apology is difficult to come by.
Frances: Well... I just think you deserve better. 
Winona: Sooo… What’s going on here?
Icarus: Winona!
Winona: [ snorts ] Wait til grandma hears about this.
Icarus: Please go away.
[ clears throat ] Anyways… The piece you played-
Frances: [ flustered ] Yeah total shit I know!
Icarus: Jesus Frances! I was gonna say let’s have you play it again so we can refine it.
Frances: TRUE! I have this idea… What if I added a little vibrato?
Icarus: What’s that?
Frances: OH MY GOD, we studied this!
Icarus: I told you! Musically inept!!
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miss-may-i · 1 month
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Miss May I: Season 4 Part 38
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Isabella: Hey Lippi, who was that guy just now?
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Lippika: That's Victor, Vivian and Julian's father.
Richie: They have a dad?
Lippika: If you use that word lightly. I haven't seen him in many years.
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enchantedmirage · 26 days
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YOU ARE NOT.
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angelsanarchy · 9 months
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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N Series CH 01 -> CH 02
"Having any second thoughts about staying in the house of horrors?" "I'm embracing the horrors that make up my life, remember?"
A year ago Jack was being checked into a mental health facility by his best friend. He didn't resist. He felt like he had lost his mind in the process of losing his parents, his childhood dog, his fiancee and the baby she was carrying, along with things that weren't as important like his home in California and his job for the magazine. He had officially lost everything and the only thing that was keeping him tethered to life was Shanda. She refused to let him off himself so the next best thing was to get him help.
Jack had received a few diagnoses during his facilitation. He learned some hard truths as well. His mother had perished in the car accident with his father, the "neighbor" Duncan was actually not real and the people who lived next door were all much older and retired without children.
Once he finally got around to reaching out to Cleo, she threatened him with a restraining order if he ever contacted her again. He knew he deserved that after letting her suffer from a miscarriage alone.
The doctors felt as though the repressed memories of his sexual abuse as a child would eventually resurface. They claimed it to be PTSD triggered by the sudden deaths of his parents. The mental break was classified as a psychotic disorder which made him roll his eyes.
"Oh just that?" He had criticized the doctors at how blase they had been when he explained he tried to murder the ghost of his mother in the place she had died in the car wreck. He knew he was psychotic, he just wanted to make sure he would be able to get cigarettes when they locked him up and threw away the key. However once he got an established therapist, a plethora of medications and a regularly monitored schedule, they felt he was ready to be released.
"Are you sure this is where you want to be? We can get a place here that's not this house or you can move in with Crystal and I?" Shanda had picked Jack up from the facility and he was determined to gut out the memories of his childhood home and start over. There was nothing left in California for him and currently this was the only place he could go that he knew and didn't have to pay for.
"I'll be fine. I'm sure you've already removed the sharp objects so what's the worse thing I could get into?" Jack joked darkly.
"I'm serious. I can stay with you if you want? Crystal will understand." Shanda pressed. Jack hadn't been alone since the day she dropped him at the facility. The idea of leaving him unsupervised in a place with so many horrible memories didn't sit right with her.
"I'm highly medicated and supervised by a licensed therapist almost daily. Fuck, they even have a care worker that stops by at least twice a week to make sure I'm not just sitting around drinking myself to death so I think your bases are covered, Shan." Jack knew the medications had terrible side effects but he can honestly say killing himself hadn't been on his mind in at least 4 months.
Shanda had visited him in the facility once a month and once he leveled out, his therapist had him write apology letters to all those he had hurt. The only person to reply was his old coworker who had sent a "Sorry about you getting fired after you lost your mind" text. Shanda got a letter but she slapped him in the forehead and said "I love you, you stupid fucker." He didn't expect Cleo to respond but he hoped that she was doing alright.
He had abandon all forms of social media during his rehabilitation and had zero desire to fire up any of those accounts now that he was out. There were moments where he wasn't even sure why they agreed to release him but he wanted to at least try and live as normal as possible.
Shanda pulled up to Jack's childhood home which she had made sure to run threw top to bottom almost as if she was child proofing it for Jack's brain to handle. He joked about the sharp objects but she in fact replace the cutlery with plastic ware just to be sure.
"Having any second thoughts about staying in the house of horrors?" Shanda asked pulling him from his thoughts as he stared at the house.
"I'm embracing the horrors that made up my life, remember?" Jack looked from the house towards his best friend. He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her into a hug inside of the car and feeling the bone crushing grip she had on him. He knew she was scared. He couldn't lie and say he wasn't either but he had to try. He couldn't live locked up forever.
They got out of the car and walked into the front doors. Things had been cleaned up. The window had been repaired and the floors looked polished.
"Jesus did you stress clean the whole house?" Jack teased tossing his bag on the floor.
"Fuck no, I called a service. I'm not Mary fucking Poppins, bitch." Shanda shook her head. Jack smiled at his friend and gave her a playful shove. He walked through the first floor of the house, into the kitchen and noticed the plastic ware.
"So who do I call when I need a can opener?" Jack tapped the top of some spaghetti-O's with a plastic knife.
"Try Ramen. It's in a package and you can tear it open with your teeth." Shanda had apparently gone grocery shopping too. The pantry as full of snacks and things for him to prepare that require minimal effort.
"Oh so you prefer I die of heart failure from the sodium instead of driving a corkscrew into my neck, I see." Jack tossed the package of Ramen on the counter. Jack's jokes about death or killing himself used to bring humor to their conversations but Shanda found it hard to hear him joke so freely after watching him go through his breakdown.
"Hey, I wouldn't be back here if I didn't think I could handle it. I promise to call you every day. I have my therapist on speed dial and I will talk to one of the neighbors about being my life alert or whatever if that will make you relax." Jack put his hands on Shanda's shoulders and rubbed hoping to ease her anxiety. She threw her arms around him to hug him once again. This time he hugged back with the same force.
"I love you, you stupid bitch. Don't you ever forget it." She said into is hair.
"I love you too, you whore." She had saved his life. It was time he started making something of it again so it would be worth it.
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onedragonaday · 3 months
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2/7/24 Falkor from The NeverEnding Story
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coconut530 · 17 days
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sisaloofafump · 3 months
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Dead... :/
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fun times in Batman #5
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hazelek · 5 months
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I can't believe Arthur assigned John a minor
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palms-upturned · 1 year
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Society has progressed past the need to celebrate Christmas we should be celebrating Himemiya Anthy freedom day instead. 25 years of shining together babey. I was going to try to think of some kind of funny punchline to end this post with but I actually got too emotional imagining Anthy and Utena as happy 39 year olds. Ough. They’re free…
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cream-and-tea · 3 months
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finally listened to the newest silt verses eps.
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evienyx · 9 months
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Fractures, Chapter Thirty-Eight: Cold Stone and Colder Eyes
'Sometimes, the only thing that can be done is to push through. There's not much more than that.'
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It's short, I'm well aware. Take it anyway, you hungry, hungry children. The next one is already 2k words in, so we can pray, but, as usual, I make no promises.
Anyway, enjoy!
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butwhatifidothis · 10 months
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It was funny realizing that Yuri's backstory is extremely convoluted, but had it made me wonder, if you were Yuri's writer. How would you rewrite Yuri's backstory?
There's actually one really simple way to fix his backstory that requires little straight up rewriting: double his age.
Some things that happen after his backstory will have to be reworked or discarded entirely - pretty much all of his support relationships would have to be changed in some way - but the fundamentals of his backstory work infinitely better on a much older character. I can far more readily believe that a 38-43 year old man is as experienced with such drastically different lifestyles than a damn 19 year old, especially with it being the case that so much is pre-baked into his character (aka an older man could more realistically have been all of a street rat, adopted noble, assassin, spy, and gang lord off rip than a teenager could ever be).
Plus it would've given the player an older male LGBT+ option to romance, bumping it up from the... none that we have available in reality lmao, so that'd be a nice bonus
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i-am-a-fan · 6 months
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back on my 70+ layer bullshit
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