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relatableblorbopoll · 5 months

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Round 1 of preliminaries, group 11

The first two places get a place on the bracket

Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket

Propaganda under the cut

Mae Borowski (Night in the Woods)

"Spoilers! She's a college dropout in her early twenties, who suffers from untreated mental illness and dissociation and had a complete breakdown at college, causing her to come home. Now she's living with her parents again, but life in her dingy little hometown went on without her. Her friends are adults now - in a relationship and planning on moving to the big city, or having to waste away in a dead end job instead of following their dreams. Mae is the only one without a new adult role in life. She's not great with people either - she's blunt and often doesn't think things through, and in many ways just doesn't get the world of adults. She's also prone to petty crimes and general anarchy. She's kind of lost and purposeless, and trying to find meaning in life by desperately clinging to the past. Her decision to drop out of college probably saved her life, but it's also put her family in a tough financial situation and is viewed by most people as her just thoughtlessly doing whatever she wants. She's also kind of shamed a lot about not having a job or other productive role in life, despite the fact that her untreated mental issues are actually disabling for her. She also plays the bass real bad. Anyway, i love Mae a lot. Playing this game as a college dropout in my early twenties, sitting in my childhood bedroom in my mom's attic, back in my dingy little hometown, desperately missing my old friends who have all moved on to better, resposible things in life... yeah, it felt like the game was pointing dead at me. Given tumblr's general demographic, i figure i must not be completely alone in this"

Shigeo Kageyama / Mob (Mob Psycho 100)

"autistic. likes milk. if we reach a certain level of emotion we turn into a psychic bomb. cool brothers :)"

Barry the Quokka (The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog)

"Their only skill is working the microwave, they're non-binary, when seeing a trash bin their first instinct is to look through it, they're always the most normal person in the room, they can beatbox, and they were only hired due to being the only one who applied."

Kaveh (Genshin Impact)

"In a fantasy world, be a guy with a regular profession losing his goddamn mind. Poor guy has a guilt complex, (so true) and a lot of deep embarrassment regarding his life.(ehe) He just wants to do what he's passionate about but capitalism is evil and also he keeps getting scammed. Claims to not want anyone to know Things, goes into depth about these Things anyway. Is probably most definitely gay. Can be found face down on a table lamenting his fate. Terrible sleep schedule. (HA) He is such a guy. Wants to believe the world is a good place and people are inherently good. And wants to help people and do good himself. It's just hard. [And he has a roommate. Oh my god he has a roommate]"

"He was, and still is, regarded a genius. He aced his Akademiya days, he has the admiration and appreciation of so many people because he is oh-so remarkable. But what for, when reality is that he sits at home depressed and with guilt consuming him, faking the image people have of him, not only broke as fuck but actually in debt, drowning his sorrows in wine."

Yusuke Kitagawa (Persona 5)

"highschooler who wants to spend the rest of his life doing what he loves. is obsessed with art and beauty and it's on his mind 24/7 received help from his now friendgroup to break from his abusive foster father who he still have complicated feelings with had to move into school dorms and am struggling to live independantly since he'd rather spend money and time on his art but he's still surviving and enjoying the good times id say also ends up saying whatever is on his mind and is pretty eccentric. very passionate about what he loves. doesn't want to do anything else."

Nanami Kento (Jujutsu Kaisen)

"Ex-salaryman, now jujutsu sorcerer. During one life-and-death fight, kept talking about how it was almost six pm with is when he is getting off work at 6pm no matter what because he hates overtime. While his opponent repeatedly almost kills him. Normalest adult in this shonen anime. Teen MC: "Let's go all out!" Nanami: "No. Where moderate effort will suffice, use moderate effort." Some of his quotes from the anime: "I studied at Jujutsu Tech and one thing I learned is that Jujutsu Sorcerers are shit! Then I worked at your typical company and one thing I learned is that work is shit! If both are equally shit I'll take the one I'm more suited to." "You've faced several life-or-death situations, but that does not make you an adult. Finding more fallen-out hairs on your pillow, watching your favourite stuffed bread disappear from the convenience store... The accunulation of these little despairs is what makes a person an adult." "I don't praise or disparage anyone. I adhere to facts and judge on that basis. That's who I am. There was a time when I mistakenly believed society operated the same way." "

#preliminaries #tumblr polls #tumblr tournament #character bracket #character tournament #mae borowski #night in the woods #shigeo kageyama #mob psycho 100 #barry the quokka #the murder of sonic the hedgehog #kaveh #genshin impact #yusuke kitagawa #persona 5 #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen

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heyftinally · 24 days

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It’s very hilarious because age wise Taylor Swift’s literally in the same age range as Adele, Beyoncé, SZA, Hozier… and Taylor’s discography is so juvenile. It’s like she’s so out of touch with reality that the only problems she can master in songwriting are romantic relationships. Her music as a teenager had more weight than the music she makes as a grown woman. And this isn’t even by the fact that she doesn’t have kids - SZA is right there!

Her latest albums sounds like it was made by a 19 years old. Which would be Olivia Rodrigo, Tate McRae, etc, like this woman is 34 years old and it’s talking about wanting to be touched by the hands of a gamer… be for real. And the “I’m having his kids, not I didn’t” is so corny that it produced me second hand embarrassment. And might you this song is about a racist she dated for like 2 months… And one of her songs being an exact concept of get him back by Olivia Rodrigo, who was 19 when she made that… I need her fans to be for real. this album is garbage.

Honestly, it's not even just this album. Like, you're 100% right, but let's go back even further.

"Look what you made me do" - it literally sounds like a child blaming someone else for their own mistakes. "You made me late to practice!!" says the child who refused to do their mandatory chores earlier, or didn't remember to give their parent the note about an extra practice. Because emotionally intelligent and mature adults recognize that it's a very rare situation that someone truly MAKES you do anything. And I find it VERY hard to believe that anyone truly MADE - as in FORCED - Taylor Swift to do anything.

"Bad Blood" - is quite literally about Taylor Swift throwing a tantrum because Katy Perry hired her dancers. Let me give you an insider look at how commercial dance works as a career. Let's call our fake dancer Katie. Katie auditions for Taylor Swift's tour and gets selected - she now has employment secured for the next 12 months. Anywhere between 3 and 6 months before the end of that contract, Katie will begin looking for her next audition/contract. Why? Because dancers are freelancers, so if you aren't working, you aren't getting paid. So if Taylor Swift wants Katie to be in her next project, she needs to have that contract ready to present as soon as she makes that decision, and the longer she waits, the less chance there is that Katie will not yet have signed a new contract. If Katy Perry reaches out to Katie's agent at the 6mo mark with an offer, and Taylor Swift hasn't offered anything after her tour, Katie is faced with this dilemma: take the Katy Perry offer - a guaranteed job - or decline and HOPE that something else comes along quickly. Dancers can't afford to gamble their livelihood like that, so Katie takes the Katy Perry job. If Taylor comes to Katie three months later wanting to offer a new contract, she's out of luck. Not because Katie was "stolen", but because she made an intelligent financial decision for her life and career.

"Better Than Revenge" - I don't care that she changed the mattress line, she was still a grown ass adult when she wrote it, and frankly the fact that she spends the entire song referring to the hypothetical guy as a "toy" is creepy and gross.

"What Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Want You More" - literally sounds like an obsessive teenager in a toxic relationship. So if he beats you bloody, you still want to be with him? No, seek help.

And the list goes on. SO MANY of her songs are these pedantic little 8th grade diary takes coming out of a mid-30's woman. Just compare Adel's "Someone Like You" to literally any Taylor Swift song. Has Taylor EVER wished her ex's "nothing but the best, just please don't forget me"? Because if memory serves, it's always either "I want you back wah poor me" or "fuck you you're a toxic piece of shit".

One of my favorite adult artists is Hilary Duff. She's been releasing albums since the early 2000's as a teenager, so she's roughly in the same situation as Taylor. However, Hilary's work very clearly aged with her. From one of her early albums, Metamorphosis, she has songs like Sweet Sixteen, Metamorphosis, and Working it Out, all of which are about different experiences of being young, recognizing you're still growing and becoming yourself, and the excitement confusion that often comes along with that. None of those three songs are about a boy, but do mention them as *part* of her life. As a young 20-something, Hilary released Reach Out, which is a spicy, suggestive party song. It conjures up images of dark rooms, loud music, and roaming hands. "It's like the prey playing games with the hunter, nowhere to run boy, time to surrender". It's notably more mature and suggestive than anything she sang at 16/17. Then several years later, in her 30s, we got songs like Confetti and My Kind, which are about finding people - romantically or platonically - that are "our kind" of people or who will "catch" us. Looking for stability and authenticity, people who are real and want to stick with you for the long haul because they like you for who you really are. No more flings and hook ups from her 20s, she's a grown adult who wants the people around her to be real, even when it's not what she wants to hear.

We don't see this kind of growth or change with Taylor Swift. She's still writing the same angry breakup songs we was writing at 17, and her lyricism hasn't even improved. If anything, I think it got worse.

Anyway, this got really long, but oh well. You're so right, anon, and it's WILD.

#ask #anon #anti taylor swift #taylor swift critical

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emmafallsinlove · 1 year

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saw a tiktok under which one comment said "jess looks at rory like she the only person in the world and logan looks at rory like shes his world". i cant wrap my head around it. Any thoughts?

i actually saw that tiktok video as well! i think people write stuff in the comment section based on what they want to see in regard to who they want to see rory with.

the thing is, to me, jess and rory never faked it and their chemistry were insane because milo and alexis was dating at the time. i saw another comment that said “logan looked at rory, milo looked at alexis” and i 100% agree with that.

while in rory and logan’s case, you can see their acting, but there’s no real… love there? like sure, there is for the characters and there’s a certain of chemistry that makes them work but.

but that moment right here, now you can argue of the fact that rory looked at jess that way so she was completely in love with him by than, but that’s the basket episode, she was with dean at the time.

so in reality, it’s alexis looking at milo. which i love and i adore because it gives us all of these little moments as this one right here:

now it’s really hard to catch and i had to watch it a few times but. he says i love you to alexis, trying to capture her attention, and maybe he succeed and we can’t actually see it because the camera is focusing on lorelai & luke’s conversation.

the way he looks at her here, the little softly “come here” before he kisses her again, you can’t fake it. it’s real. and as the audience you can feel it, you can feel they loved each other very dearly, whatever it was jess / milo looking at rory / alexis, it was real.

and by god how much i love this little scene right here

the little kiss on her head, the affection he gives her, rory hiding her face in his chest. logan never does that, never touch her like that.

and. that’s another point i’d like to make.

they’re always always holding hands!! always touching!! rory never had that with logan, at times I thought he just amused by her, find her funny and entertaining in a way but never in love with her. she was a challenge to him. you say i can’t be your boyfriend? fine, i’ll be your boyfriend!

that moment right here is when he says “okay, fine, i’ll do it” and he’s supposed to be madly in love with her? looking at her as she’s his whole world? well. it doesn’t look like a in love person to me, just a rich ass kid who got an ultimatum and doesn’t wanna lose whatever they’ve going on.

and here he is just amused by the fact she came to that party with robert.

and another point about jess and rory / alexis and milo:

they haven’t seen each other in maybe 1 - 2 years since they last spoke? look at their eyes. look how softly and kindly and completely in love they looking at each other. like no time has passed. like for reference – rory came home from being at the bar with logan and his friends but at this moment – logan who? all they can see is each other.

i’ve been sleeping so long in a 20 year dark night and now i see ✨daylight✨, i only see ✨daylight✨

#anyway sorry it’s a long answer but i had to vomit it out of me #this comment pissed me off as well actually #jess x rory #rory gilmore #jess mariano #gilmore girls #ask*

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twst-vision-of-the-crimson-rose · 5 months

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Vision Of The Crimson Rose AU

(Made by @klai-16xoxo )

Welcome one and all to the world behind the curtains of reality!

Would you like to accompany Kalim and Riddle to their adventure through what it’s meant to be hidden from the world? And unlock many roads and stories and meets new characters that may or may not seem familiar to you?

If that the case then let’s go! Firstly why not get to know the two main characters a bit?

{Riddle Roseheart}

In this au, Riddle had been raised extra strictly by his mother to the point that his mother had developed an unhealthy obsession of perfection and placed a lot of expectations on him. That why when he started to go blind she didn’t like that and viewed it as a huge flaw… in which she was willing to do anything to get his vision back. So kuch so that with some connection, a mysterious Doctor had offered her a beautiful crimson red eyes to be his, in which she happily agreed… not knowing the dark secrets and event that followed those beautiful Crimson eyes.

Riddle in this au kinda has Abathy. While he has shown fear,anger,compassion and happiness, these would be rare, fleeting and moderate. He dose not fake his emotions tho, so whenever he shows them, they would be 100% genuine, while if he faked them it would be painfully obvious!

{Kalim Al Asim}

Kalim’s past is unclear even for himself, all he knows is that he had been drowned and his eyes had been stolen from him, despite that he somehow able to still use his other senses to move around and interact with his surroundings. It is only when Riddle had claimed his eyes that he finally can see again but through Riddle’s POV, Kalim want to uncover more about his past and would do anything to achieve this goal!

As for his personality… well it is pretty much just like the one in the game, he such a kind soul and always try to look at the bright side of things but deep down there is more to him then meet the eyes.

{referring and small facts}

// this au is still under work and tbh I made it for fun and it story still being worked at, meaning I am just going with the wind! All I know this au is like a horror rpg games like pocket mirror, mad father and so one! Tho I had a lot of help from @sleepy-meep when making this au so thank you bestie🫶 anyway let me just attack ye all with random facts!

// as for the fact, there so many bu I would not say all of them but here are few!

Riddle in this au may have abathy but tbh he such a sweet heart and a lil silly but I like to imagine him like Rachel from Angels of Death.

Kalim actually basically fucking Paimon from genshin lol he make sure to guide Riddle around and tell him all he knows… which surprisingly is a lot.

In the au, the two would go literally behind the curtains of reality and to multiple realms that is ruled by different Wardens and each one had it different themed

There this one character titled as “The Archiver” and the most powerful character in the au that oversees everything in the realms (also he is my twst oc, Takara lol you can learn all about him from my blog @klai-16xoxo )

In this au, NRC dose not really matter that much at, since the boys didn’t even go to it soooo~ yeah! I am not even sure if it dose exist hahah

Kalim can beet ass and wouldn’t hesitate, keep ya hand off Riddle ò<ó

Sometimes I would open an event where a “Love DLC” happen where you can romance the characters that or have Riddle do it or any other characters you ship but keep in mind that some would not be answered if I find them inappropriate!

This blog is like a side blog for me and idk if I would be that much active in it but I would try my best!

I am not the best writers so if I wrote down some stuff they may not be that good so forgive me!

#TWST VOTCR AU #riddle rosehearts #kalim al asim #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland au #twst au

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saltypiss · 1 month

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What's strange to me is that some people have this idea in their head that somehow they're above propaganda because they listened to one side explain the other side's lies.

It's even stranger when the fat bulk of lies comes near exclusively from Republicans in basically every aspect.

If you don't want someone to manipulate you or have any control of your life, the first step is to find the truth, not the convenient opinion. Damn near 100% of republican beliefs are convenient opinions with no basis in facts but anecdotes and Larps. They're easy to spot, as they'll take any amount of nuance and reduce it to their limited perspective.

When a scientist or leftist can provide pages of proof with deep explainations, an R will be there to simplify it to the wrong description entirely, to suit their propaganda'd perspective. Leftists and science in general aren't so damn heavily biased in that aspect. If a leftist fucks up, you best believe a leftist will be there to kick them out. Not when R's fuck up however, they Never see one of their own fuck up, and WILL make excuses for them. Much like Leftists with Biden now-a-days. I miss when people weren't scared to criticize Dear Leader.

Seriously. Most leftists are left because the right is brutally dishonest. Many would be fine with alooot of horrid shit if R's didn't make cruelty look so damn stupid and ignorant. Example: Biden aiding Genocide.

That being said, when someone lies on the left, it will eventually come out, the truth. Same with R's, except it's always leftists debunking it, and the rare level headed R having some information they didn't decide was fake arbitrarily to suit new information that conflicts.

Point is: If you can explain your outlook and philosophy with soundbite sized explainations, you don't really believe in anything but the grift. You learn to believe in something when you're confident enough to be wrong and grow from mistakes, when you can list reasonings and examples instead of overly-simplifying everything too complex for you initially.

Because then you'll not only be prepared for new, conflicting information, but not allow yourself to be tied down to convenient opinions over objective reality.

When R's speak up, they're never confident in the idea of being wrong. Only confident in the idea they can change your opinions. This is why Youths don't listen, these people stopped growing and experimenting and learning, while Youths are actively learning about most of the world far faster than any boomer R ever could. When you're three layers behind, that's easy enough to explain, when you're 40 layers behind? It becomes Babysitting.

It's also why losers like Benny Boi Sharpie go to college campuses to "debate" teenagers. They aren't there to grow or learn, they're there to change opinions through quick and easy, convenient opinions.

Best way to put it: Republicans don't believe in Germs, because they can't see them without microscopes and y'know, science? While Reality was studied by Leftists, discovering germs, R's ignored that reality and then covid killed mostly R's because again, they're only confident in changing other's opinions. They will kill themselves in efforts to do so, much like priests of the plague spreading disease as hard as humanly possible.

Really, there's one thing leftists are confident in, and that's that R's are wrong. This was achieved through active efforts to understand, to keep qualities up, to keep spirits within reason. None of it worked. R's kept growing more white supremecist, kept being Dear Leader with Dump and his cronies, then J6th sealed that bag harder than the super glue and staples previously.

Then you look back at history and every point that the world got worse, it was an R. Anytime something horrific happens today, it's Republicans.

And then most of what you'll EVER see from them is Murderous Rhetoric. No, seriously, pull up a random conservative thread or post on any social media, within seconds, Murderous Rhetoric.

Occassionally you'll see it on the left. But you have to actively search, not pull up damn near any conservative thread, post, or profile page. Seriously. Ya'll are violent and cruel for no gain at all. Teenagers bullying kids online is the vibe ya'll gave off before J6th. Imagine now.

R's are R's because they aren't confident in being wrong, and thus, they're not confident enough to grow and learn, and that means, they'll forever be behind the times, and forever scared of every new evolution of humanity and it's technological, medicinal, or otherwise, advancements.

It really isn't left vs right, it's the ability to grow and adapt vs the inability to critically think. It's not even political, most politicians on the left are pro-genocide. The philosophy was confidence for leftists is simply more appealing than convenient opinions. This is why ya'll are shrinking further and further.

Ya'll are Larping. Leftists actually believe, and they believe so strongly because they were confident enough in potentially being wrong, to speak up and share information, debate and research, that when they were wrong? They listened, they adapted, they grew, and because of this: They never chose arbitrarily. They believed based on evidence.

R's "believe" in whatever talking head tells them to think. After every controversy there's moments of self-reflections that get cut off by the next speaking point someone else gave them. They never earned their opinions or beliefs, they only stole them. You cannot believe in another man's words unless you can back them up for yourself. And so far? It's a whole lot of Larping about Video Game Companies making women less polygonal and thus more realistic.

Again, I need to stress: The only culture war here is Republicans against Reality, new perspectives, new outlooks, new anything. Unless it's a get rich quick scheme, they'll deny it outright. Every time.

Really consider that most creators are Leftists. Ya'll lack nuance so hard ya thought Rage Against The Machine wasn't specifically about YOU. Seriously look up how much art you enjoy is Inherently Leftist. Why is this? It's because Leftists believe in hard work that spreads positivity to others, they have a message that comes from strife and experiencr to share. It's why LGBT stuff does well and Christian nonsense doesn't.

R's don't have anything in their philosophy that justifies or explains any of what's wrong in their life. They have experiences of oppression and other negativities, but haven't a single larger piece to connect it to. They weren't oppressed for being gay or black, they're oppressed under such a shitty government. They're oppressed with poverty. They're oppressed in disinformation. All of us are. But the difference is that their and our oppression makes 0 sense in their philosophy or outlook.

Leftists are primarily the oppressed, and thus their art has meaning, it came from reality and the philosophy was built out of trial and error, oppression, and active efforts to Truly Understand Why.

R's think America is dying from Socialism. and 1% of the population is somehow a bigger threat than school shootings. And "guns don't kill people" and "obama's wife is a man" None of these have a place in reality. They are simply Convenient Opinions. None of it came from experience, trial and error, it came from a Talking Head.

So, if an R has somehow read this far, the next time ya see a debate between left and right, do your own fact checking and watch as it's unequivocally shown that one side truly believes, while the other side is Larping. That one side is speaking from any amount of experience, while the other spits convenient opinions left and right incapable of changing anyons's mind hut those totally divorced from the discussion, randomly picking a side.

That's all assuming the R reading this isn't one that's purposefully spreading misinformation. For them, nothing can change that you will die with nothing to show for your life but a Larp that Will End.

Reality will keep chugging along, while ya'll act like Leftists from 2013.

#republicans #democrats #left vs right

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hologramcowboy · 1 year

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https://twitter.com/slabiscuit/status/1653858874754056192?s=61&t=kVyYZFyDcANVMAVTMNa5xw

Does this Redit user's account sound authentic to you? To me it somehow reads as inauthentic, but I’m not free of Danneel bias, so I could be wrong.

He went from Dean to Jensen in a blink? 🤣🤣🤣 This is fanfiction. Certain extreme Danneel stans make up all sorts of stories and sometimes even facts to pretend she is worth stanning. This anon doesn't have video or pictures to prove their encounter. It sounds entirely made up and written to make Danneel look good and seem important. If we look at reality, Jensen is always drunk around her, passive-aggressive and often even had outbursts that signal her to chill (like during the live with the morgans where he was so frustrated he yelled out "Calm down!" while they were on camera and even admitted they need therapy).

To answer your question, I don't go by encounters told or invented by her stans, because, often, they are as fake as her and, like her, they will lie to make her look good. (Look at danneel's past interviews and notice all the inconsistencies in her statements)

.I 100% agree with you, this is made up. Celebrities usually have security details when they go to clubs and usually end up sitting in the VIP area, no one can get close without getting cleared by security. The person who wrote that post clearly hasn't been to any relevant clubs since they appear to be clueless about the actual environment. Clubs can be a security risk even for regular people, let alone celebrities. Not that Jensen and Danneel are famous enough but they do have obsessed stans and that can pose a threat. Those creepy stans gushing about their relationship that would follow them around everywhere are potentially a threat.

Also, the person is judging someone's niceness by the fact that supposedly Danneel let her be around her and briefly interacted but brief interactions a nice person do not make. Being a good person goes much, much deeper than putting on 10 pounds of make-up and and greeting people when they greet you. I am astonished on a day to day basis how superficial and out of touch most Jenneel stans are. Just because you greet people doesn't mean you have a beautiful soul and chatting with someone for a couple of minutes will never give you a true insight on how deep, intelligent, capable or special they are. Let's stop making up fanfiction about these figures, they are human just like the people who randomly run into them at events.

As for Jensen, if he truly cared about Danneel he would have focused on making her into the star she wanted to be not limited her to being Mrs. Ackles. Also, if he were truly worried about her safety a security escort would be provided to her. The fact is no one cares about the Ackles outside of a few obsessed SPN fans(I am talking about the extreme ones) so there is no actual threat to Danneel as she is completely irrelevant. She made herself into a victim back then to reinforce the fact that she was with Jensen and get more visibility which translated into more roles. She choose to be in her spot, choose her role, antagonized and bullied people and then played the victim for attention. People are truly clueless if even now they cannot connect what danneel did back then and the motivationa behind it. Her fight with Ted was not about Jensen, it was about having the world recognize she exists. She used Jensen and rode his coattails and still does to this day and he let's her do that because he knows that without the benefits she would drop him. He thinks her toxic way of being is what women are like and that it's his job to keep her appeased. Women like Danneel have no soul, they measure a man by his wallet, connections and what he gives them and he's only useful as long as that keeps on coming. Watch how fast Danneel will divorce him once a bigger fish comes knocking. 🤣

#anti danneel

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plutobutartsy · 10 months

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You Mentioned OCs. (np)

oh di i'm so excited you asked about them i'm actually jumping up and down rn bc like,,, i've had these two for YEARS, i rotate them in my mind every single day and with all the media i consume i always think ok but what if the protagonists were ACTUALLY my ocs like i'm so mentally ill about them

their names are Briar and Evelyn (Evie for short) and they're both so silly and so disgustingly in love, think vincent and lovely but ten times worse

also this got like REALLY long so don't feel obligated to read it all lol

let's start with my boy Briar

his name frequently gets mistaken for Brian and it makes him so irrationally angry lol

he's a born vampire! so no old man activities this boy is like 17 as of now

he's the one who knows how to cook! he makes food for others as a love language

also fun fact there's like an actual vampire cuisine in this universe so vampires can consume food that's not just blood and still get nutritional value out of it

his family are part of the older vampire generation technically? what i mean is his family have been vampires for a few centuries now so they're kinda rich and well known

that said, his parents are for sure around 80-100 but him and his sisters are young!

as i've said he's only around 17 and he's the youngest out of his siblings

he has 3 older sisters (20ish, 24 and 28) and they're all very protective of him because omg!!!! that's their baby brother!!!

sometimes too protective to the point where they underestimate him and make him feel bad,,, woops!

he still really looks up to them and puts them on a bit of a pedestal, making him an overachieving perfectionist while he strives to get to what he assumes is their level

spoiler alert this results in a lot of angst and him not feeling good enough despite his parents and sisters never really pressureing him to do anything

he definitely tries to hide his insecurity by overcompensating and acting more arrogant than he is but his friends can read him like a book lol

"i had this leftover because i made too much on accident, eat it so i don't feel bad about being wasteful. honestly you should feel honored to be allowed to taste my cooking" translation: "you seemed stressed so i made you your favourite meal but please don't bring it up or i'll die. hope you like it ^-^"

terrified of bugs which is unfortunate since his 3rd sister loves them and keeps them as pets

when i said overachiever i meant it. student body president. excels in most sports. top grades.

he has to be perfect or he will literally die (real) (not fake)

oh he's also scared of dogs and he's very pathetic about it. i'm talking he sees a tiny puppy and he crosses to the other side of the street.

works at a convenience store because he doesn't want to end up being a spoilt rich brat stereotype lol the old ladies at check out love him because he always offers to carry their bags to their car for them

tries to act all serious and grown up when he's around his sisters to impress them but it's a lost cause

he's a complete sweetheart please tell him he's doing a good job and watch trashy dramas and reality tv with him

okie Evie time :3

she's a witch!! wohoo magic

she has like a billion siblings

jk just 5 but still

all of them are adopted and a different magical being (for example her older brother is a werewolf) simply because i think it's funny

listen hear me out: her dad is like fucking bruce wayne, adopting kids left and right, but he's just a regular schmegular human so i think it's hilarious that he adopts a new kid and he's all like "oh great they're just human phew no stress for me"

just to find out that no, this child is in fact NOT human, and on top of that they're an entirely different species than the rest of his kids so he has to learn about their specific needs and quirks and whatnot all over again

listen it's hilarious

okay anyways

evie stress bakes!! so she always has new stuff to give to others because WOW girl you're stressed beyond measure

brought 5 loafes of bread to school once to give to her friends. "thanks but you already gave me 2 yesterday my family really can't eat all of that :(" "girl PLEASE you have to help me i have 12 more at home and my dad is fucking PISSED he told me to get rid of them immediately."

if Briar needs to be perfect or else he will die, then Evelyn needs everyone to like her or she will die

she's honestly a bit of a pushover because of that but she's working on it and has made great progress (therapy queen)

fashion lover and lover of cute things

her outfits look like a claire's threw up on her

her magic manifested when she was like 5 when she got into a fight with her brother and she just. launched his ass into the sky lol

that accident broke his leg and made her resent her powers for a bit

like she wanted nothing to do with them and straight up refused to go to a school where she would learn about them. her dad was so worried because suppressing magic longterm makes you actually sick

that is until a friend of her dad explained to her that learning to control her powers would help her prevent any more accidents

that friend is called Makena and we love her! she's a witch as well and ended up giving Evie private lessons and also helped Evie's dad with learning about magic and how to care for non-human kids

at first Evelyn rly sucked at magic like REALLY sucked at magic and she was like, are you serious this is ASS

but she was just a slow learner and is really good now :)

works at Makena's cafe in an effort to help with her social skills

i have drawings of these two somewhere but it's been a while so i can't fund them 😭

#stella's horoscope #stella's super cool ocs #cosmic communication

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liana-kerzner-is-a-narcissist · 10 months

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Why is Liana Kerzner so obsessed with slandering Emily Schooley?

Since I've had a few of Liana's flying monkeys repeatedly try unsuccessfully to convince others that I am someone other than who I am, I am making this follow-up post to address the lies being spread by a jealous, malignant narcissist, which are a form of damage control, meant to deflect from and conceal her own abusive actions.

First, it's important to take note that Liana and her husband Steven like to blame literally EVERYONE who criticizes them on secretly being Emily, any time the person isn't posting under a handle they recognize. But what is more likely? That ONE single person would spend 15+ years obsessively spreading hate and lies on the internet, or that Liana has caused harm to MANY people over the years and that these multiple, independent accounts of abusive actions by Liana and Steven Kerzner are true?

Now, some facts. Emily Schooley is a successful working actor and filmmaker in her own right - and that information is 100% independently verifiable, even if Emily hasn't yet had a lot of public recognition or press for her work. For example, Emily is affiliated with the Canadian Film Centre. She has received multiple grants from the Canada Arts Council. A couple minutes spent searching this information will give reliable third-party evidence, and I imagine these are pretty substantial organizations in Canada that are hard to get into.

Given that Liana's own television career tanked spectacularly in the mid-late-aughts, and that Liana herself has acheived very little notable recognition or success without riding her husband's coattails or playing victim for attention while attacking someone more famous (Katee Sackhoff, Anita Sarkeesian, Hasan Piker, etc) it's not a far stretch to think she might be just a wee bit jealous of a younger redhead who was being cast in feature films and stage plays when Liana and Emily were supposedly IRL friends. Not to mention the number of times that Liana has since disparaged Emily as an "aspiring" actress, pretending that Emily only had unpaid extra work to her name when in reality Emily has a pretty robust IMDB credit page with a substantial variety of projects.

There's also the fact that Emily has provided multiple receipts across multiple forms of media that concretely prove Liana is lying about her. This here truthbomb is the big one, because anyone who takes literally five seconds to look at this information can see who is telling the truth here. Example: Liana claimed that Emily's ex (who is a friend of Liana's, fyi) had never been abusive. Meanwhile, Emily's ex himself admits openly in a text conversation to physically assaulting her, saying "I choked you because…" BIG YIKES.

Liana has also accused Emily of doctoring her receipts, meanwhile Liana only provided partial screencaps if any while Emily has provided both the full screencaps AND a video AND photos which would be a lot harder to fake. You see, narcissists will often accuse the other party of doing what they themselves have done as a means of deflecting from their own bad behaviour. Not to mention that it was only AFTER Emily started talking about her struggles with PTSD that Liana suddenly claimed to have PTSD as well. This is Liana playing the victim and DARVOing yet again, another thing that narcissists do when their bad behaviour is challenged or exposed to others.

Liana herself has also admitted (on video! on her Youtube channel!) that she is a violent and vindictive person, she even admits to physically assaulting her supposed best friend on prom night, for example. So, unless this information was another lie, Liana also has an established pattern of behaviour of attacking other women for perceived slights, going back many years. It's not a far stretch to assume that Liana did the same thing to Emily in this situation, but using toxic gossip and slander instead of physical violence. Given that Emily has been quite open, transparent, and vocal about holding the Kerzners accountable for the way they treated her and what went down between them, it's no wonder Liana has worked overtime to spread lies about Emily and ruin her reputation, because the one thing narcissists hate the most is having their bad behavior exposed to the wider public.

Now, my own reasons for posting about Liana as I have been are largely because I don't want to see her preying on and causing harm to more vulnerable people, like those in the trans and neurodivergent communities, as she is now soliciting people into paying for her "not therapy wink wink nudge nudge" bullshit. (Meanwhile, Liana is a university dropout with no professional credentials in this area, just fyi).

And, until Liana takes full accountability for the past harms she has caused to others and has apologized accordingly for her actions, I will continue to tell other people about her abusive and harmful behaviors as and how I see fit.

If Liana Kerzner didn't want her despicable and abusive narcissistic behaviours made known publicly, then she should have treated people better in the first place or take some actual accountability for once. 🤷‍♀️

#liana kerzner #liana k #toxic person #twitch streamer #youtubers #trans rights #narcissistic personality disorder #be warned #narcissistic abuse #youtube

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yugiri315 · 2 years

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LWJ Cosplay Log

Layer 0: Hair, Props, and Cheating!

False Lapels (假领)

I caved and made cheater lapels, a purely modern invention so you don’t die in your layers. In winter, I will wear my full undergarments. In summer, I will tie this fake lapel around my neck to ventilate and streamline the dressing process. Everyone be wearing cheater lapels now! Who cares about authenticity when you look good and aren’t overheating.

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Magic Weapons (法器)

As mentioned before, LWJ originally was a casual cosplay. Meaning I was just going to buy him and dress up but being the nitpicker I am, I was not 100% happy with the choices on Taobao (at the time). Hence, I made LWJ from scratch (what was I thinking, mistakes were made…). But I did buy Bichen to keep myself to task. Nothing makes you finish a cosplay like having a piece of it haunting you.

Made a foam guqin but was feeling burnout by then so didn’t put as much effort in recording the process. I mean, it’s printing scaled patterns, cutting them out, and then tracing the foam. Then it’s all glued together. Lots of glue keeping everything together. A lot like how I made Levi’s ODMG way back, so I’ll link that tutorial for anyone interested. Also, anyone can make a bag so nothing to say there. Tassels were dyed using the Koolaid method I used for the leathers.

Yugiri’s ODMG Tutorial: https://yugiri315.tumblr.com/post/647365286642712576/one-of-my-first-tutorials-i-made-odmg-so-i-could

Wig

Everyone in ancient China had long hair so gotta work it! Historically, adults put all their hair up in public. Any deviation from that would indicate anywhere from poor manners to foreign origin and was generally frowned upon. A man having his hair down and disheveled could even be judged a criminal on the run. Lan Wangji’s hairstyle would therefore be considered improper for a gentleman of his age and station. Sticking a guan on your half-topknot or slapping a ribbon on isn’t some quick fix that will make you instantly socially acceptable. You just look like a rich maybe-barbaric asshole.

More Info on men’s hair here.

Then film was invented and eventually wuxia dramas, a genre that often explored and tested cultural conventions and featured characters from the fringes of society like orphans, outlaws, and women prominently. Between the nature of wuxia and modern sensibilities, somehow the anachronistic half up-do was invented and accepted as “historical.” This happens in Bollywood and Hollywood too, where some anachronistic elements cement themselves as historical fact in the popular zeitgeist. So now hip, young gentlemen from fantasy China have this nice half-do or ponytail. Having a guan or just a hairpin or ribbon indicated which side of middle-class you’re on and only old, stuffy characters put all their hair up (sometimes).

BUT, I would like to propose a caveat. Wangji is a cultivator. In fiction that means he’s a martial arts wizard knight but they are modelled after actual sages and alchemists trying to achieve immortality in the mountains and mystical Taoist priests that Chinese writers simply embellished. In older fictions, you will see cultivators are more historically grounded and their powers are relegated to the improbable but humanly possible spectrum compared to their modern renditions, where one can be born with golden cores or immortality can be achieved easily depending on the writer. In some cases, actual famed Taoist priests make an appearance with OPed supernatural powers like Qiu Chuji in Jin Yong’s Legend of Condor Heroes. A note about historical Taoist priests and sages is as they have exited mundane society to be more in tune with the natural world or are considered eccentrics, they are often portrayed with their hair down similar to the style of CQL Wangji or with some more disheveled and flexible hairdos. So it’s possible the cultivator hair style popularized in modern media today is based after some historical reality but poor historical research, lack of accurate sources, and just preference has misplaced it and now it’s part of pop culture and could not be more natural!

That explains the back of LWJ’s head but as for the front and still sporting forelocks into middle age…as my Chinese friends put it, LWJ is a 坏哥哥 that makes WWX all hot and bothered XDXDXD.

So yeah, how should LWJ style his hair is a surprisingly complicated question. Do you go by profession, socioeconomic standing, sexual appeal, fantasy worldbuilding creativity license, his inner bad boy rebellious side? The anime may have truly captured everything about his character on the top of his head!

Our Hanguang-jun here may be a prim and proper killjoy but he is fashionable and sexy. Thus his beautiful, silky locks must be free!! (and what a pain it is to maintain and store him XD)

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For synthetic wig fibers, I wetted it with a homemade detangling spray and heat when styling. Usually, I finish wig styling with a hardcore, glue-like spray like Got2B, especially with a complicated hairdo like this. But I’m contemplating this as a generic cosplay or hanfu wig so want to leave myself an opening to restyle it if I’m feeling ambitious. We will see.　

DIY Wig Detangling Spray: It’s basically 1:4 to 1:6 dilution of lotion/fabric softener/conditioner in water

https://www.deviantart.com/stealthos-aurion/art/Tut-HOMEMADE-WIG-DETANGLER-252023136 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StFHQ0mPdY0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcyqp2iqk0g&t=175s

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munvermaniac · 2 years

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An AU where Eddie is accident prone and Jason is an ER nurse. It's the chaotic fluff that the ship deserves

The first time Eddie signs himself into the hospital he has a visibly broken nose and Jason’s been working for about three weeks straight with no days off. He says he fell down the stairs, tripped by his cat. Jason has better things to do than take care of this idiot, but gets assigned to him anyway.

He stays for only a day before checking himself out, but he’s back within the week; a minor concussion this time. After that, Eddie’s in the ER at least once a week. He insists his apartment is haunted, but in reality he’s just clumsy.

He’s a hospital regular by what’s about his fifteenth visit, and almost every time he’s there Jason is his attending nurse. Now, Jason fucking hates Eddie with his stupid accidents and his stupid face that totally isn’t attractive.

By his twentieth visit, Jason is assigned as Eddie’s personal nurse. His coworkers say it’s for simplicity’s sake because he knows his medical records by heart already (he can recite the whole thing verbatim). Jason knows it’s because his coworkers hate him.

Eventually, Jason gets used to the routine. Eddie comes in every so often, fucks up his entire set schedule, and leaves, only to come back five days later. It happens so often that Jason can describe the layout of Eddie’s house without even having seen it.

“Was it the loose kitchen tile again?”

“Nope, but good guess. It was the leak in the laundry room.”

“Ah, that explains the soaking wet clothes.”

About a year into their routine, there’s a point where Jason doesn’t see Eddie in the hospital for about a month.

This is a good thing, Jason tries to reason. There’s no one to mess up his schedule, and someone who’s getting injured much less.

But deep down, he’s getting worried. He’s rushing around the hospital overworking himself and trying to keep himself busy. What if he went to a different hospital? What if one of his accidents was a bit too serious? Where is he?

When Eddie finally comes in, Jason all but drags him into the check up room. His protective streak takes over and he’s expecting the worst, but Eddie doesn’t seem injured or sick at all. In fact, he looks a bit nervous.

Jason almost slaps Eddie when he tells him he was just moving in to a new apartment without telling him!!! . No loose tiles, no uneven stairs, no stupid, clumsy injuries to be had. Even more appalling, Eddie asks Jason out on a date. After disappearing for weeks.

Of course Jason has to say yes. Someone’s gotta take care of that clumsy idiot after all.

Alternate Ending 1:

Eddie still moves apartments, but for some reason he keeps coming in with weirder and weirder injuries. Hell, one time he even comes in to the emergency room because he said his head hurt. (Of course, Jason still checks him, just in case.)

Eventually, Jason’s manager has to call it quits. Listen, she says. It’s fine if your boyfriend comes in every so often, but please tell him to stop faking injuries. He’s costing us so much money. Please.

And Jason’s like what??? He’s been faking it this whole time???? He pointedly doesn’t say anything about the “boyfriend” thing.

Shenanigans ensue and yes, Eddie is 100% making shit up so he can see this nurse who he thinks is cute. Eventually they get together and it’s adorable and Eddie still comes in and wastes company time like the little bastard man he is.

Alternate Ending 2:

Eddie comes in one day with another injury, but there’s a different nurse assigned to him. He asks what happened to Jason, and turns out there’s been a pretty bad flu outbreak in the hospital. Jason’s been infected and put on leave for a while until he gets better.

The hospital workers know that Jason’s probably sulking in his apartment and not taking care of himself, so they ask Eddie if he’d like to go and check up on him.

So now it’s Eddie’s turn to take care of Jason. He brings him chicken soup and lots of blankets and plenty of cheesy slasher movies for them to watch together and it’s all very cute.

#munver #eddie x jason #jason x eddie #jason carver #eddie munson #munver prompt #stranger things #thanks for the ask! this was really fun to write!!#as always #feel free to write a fic of anything tagged ‘munver prompt’ or ‘munver prompts’

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wallace-wells · 1 year

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hi! i just want to inform you all that Goncharov is not a real film. with 100% sincerity and confidence i can tell you Goncharov is not real and is genuinely a work of collective fiction. stating the undeniable facts is not "ruining the joke", it's looking out for your psychotic peers.

i am psychotic, i have discussed this with multiple other psychotics, it's not fucking funny and it never has been. i have a friend who only found out two days ago it wasn't real.

"but that's the joke" you may cry! "you're ruining everyone elses fun due to your ailments!" buddy, let me sit down and tell you something;

I'm psychotic, I got diagnosed in 2018. i struggle with figuring reality from dreams on a daily basis, literally i only trust 1 person in the whole world fully. i assume most people are lying to make me look stupid or say something "incriminating" constantly. so, unless i hadn't seen a tumblr post that said it was a fucked up "meme" before i saw any of the meme posts themselves, i know for certain it would've actually and actively driven me insane. especially as someone who works with and studies lost media. because i would've somehow fooled myself into thinking it was lost media and, as shown by the amount of people on here actively gaslighting psychotics, i know for a fact someone WOULD lie to me about it and say its just that obscure and it would've like. more than likely triggered a break.

so from one psychotic to anyone who needs it;

it's not real, most gifsets and videos "from" it are stolen from The Godfather, a critically acclaimed and immensely recognizable pop culturally relevant film franchise.

The fact people are acting like people cant instantly recognize clips from said films is fucking stupid in the first place. when your joke doesnt even have a base to stand on in its "legitimacy" and said "legitimacy" is the whole punchline how do you fuck it up so badly?

the "joke" only works when people havent seen anything about it and only people discussing it like its real. but then that makes the joke "look at how we can make people not know whats real or fake". a struggle hundreds and fucking thousands of us go through every fucking day.

if you're not psychotic reblog but dont add any comments ty 👍

#goncharov #gonchposting #🖍️#you guys are insufferable

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icyspicy4u · 9 months

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take their love and make it burn for you instead (chapter three)

heyyyy. chapters one and two up on ao3. ao3 link!

[REVIEW: How La La Land Fails to Make ‘Contact’ With Reality] Posted 12/14/16 by admin katiehomophobia.

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pinkthingsoterrify: I cannot Jodie Foster this kind of behavior.

katiehomophobia [admin]: @pinkthingsoterrify HOLY MOTHER OF GOD.

Katya invites Trixie motherfucking Mattel into her home and turns her back on her. This is mainly due to the fact that she fears she’ll pop a blood vessel in her eye if she has to feign disinterest directly to the other woman’s face any longer.

“Sorry to interrupt your night,” Trixie says cautiously, followed by the creak of the door opening further—she must have accepted the invitation, then, stepped over the threshold. If Trixie is a vampire, Katya muses idly, she’s fucked.

“Not interrupting much,” Katya replies, still not facing her, electing to stub her cigarette out instead. Trixie Mattel is in Katya’s home. There’s still a fucking movie review with her name peppered throughout it pulled up on Katya’s computer. It occurs to her that she should rectify that, actually. “How can I help you?” she asks as she closes the tab of her broken website.

“Well, my name’s Trixie.” I know. “I’m subletting Kasha Davis’ place for a couple of months. She’s out for the night, so I can’t call her, and, um—” she gives a hissing exhale through her teeth, and Katya finally turns to face her, biting the inside of her cheek to keep herself from saying anything stupid — “my shower is broken, and I really need to fucking shower. She left your number, but I figured I’d just—” She makes a big, sweeping gesture that Katya can only assume is meant to convey come downstairs and knock on your door and absolutely turn your evening upside down because I’m Trixie motherfucking Mattel.

“Oh, the shower’s giving you trouble?” Katya asks, in a voice that sounds completely foreign to her own ears. She doesn’t fucking talk like this, like some extra from Grease. She clears her throat, adjusts her posture. “Sorry. There’s something wrong with your shower?”

“Yeah. Sorry, I know this sounds like an awful porn setup—I just figured I should consult somebody who lives here before I blow a thousand dollars on a plumber or something.” Trixie shrugs, and by god she’s beautiful, standing there in a floor-length gown like it’s nothing.

“I can come up and take a look at it, if you want,” Katya’s mouth says with absolutely no input from her brain. “The pipes can be kind of a bitch in this apartment. I assume that it’s the same story in Kasha’s.”

Trixie’s shoulders sink in relief. “Jesus, really? Thank you, I’ll owe you a meal or something—your name is Yekaterina, right?”

The full name makes Katya blink rapidly like she’s been struck across the face. The butchered pronunciation falling from Trixie’s mouth doesn’t carry quite the same weight as it did when her father yelled it in gruff, fluent Russian at her across the house, but even watered down, it has the same immobilizing effect.

“Katya,” she manages. “It’s Katya.”

Trixie nods, and although the twist of her lips tells Katya that she wants to interrogate that reaction, she doesn’t say a word about it. “Okay,” she says instead. It’s far too gentle for her to handle right now. “Katya.”

Instead of standing there dumbly for one second longer, Katya decides to grab her toolbox. It’s an old gift from her parents that she has never touched before, but by God, she will fake being butch for Trixie Mattel. She shimmies into some gym shorts and tightens her bird’s nest bun into something approximating secure, appraising herself in the mirror.

“Passable,” she says aloud.

When she strides back into the room, trying to project confidence and an intricate knowledge of shoddy California plumbing, Trixie’s standing where she left her in the living room. Her eyes are glued to the John Waters movie that’s still playing.

Katya allows herself a brief second to take it all in: there’s a gorgeous woman in a perfectly-fitted blush-pink gown standing at ease on Katya’s area rug, her mouth moving along absentmindedly to the filthy lines that Divine is spouting up on the screen, and she’s likely going to be nominated for a Golden Globe in a few hours.

“You a John Waters fan?” Katya asks loudly, startling Trixie and effectively shattering the beautiful, pink-edged peace of the moment.

“Oh, he’s my president,” Trixie says emphatically, to her credit seeming unbothered in the wake of Katya’s outburst. “I met him once at a film festival a couple of years ago and lost my mind about it.”

“Oh my god, shut up, oh my god. Shut the hell up. Really?” Katya asks, giddy and disbelieving.

Trixie grins, swipes her phone unlocked, and after a few navigational taps on the screen pulls up a photo of herself and motherfucking John Waters. Trixie looks young, wide-eyed and stunned by the flash but clearly over the moon to be standing next to her hero.

“I’ll be damned,” Katya says, shaking her head, and then grins toothily up at Trixie. “Nice peace sign.”

“Okay, whatever, I was nervous and—”

“You were a very entrepreneurial young woman making her way up in the world through the power of peace and excellent snuff film,” Katya says sagely, shifting the toolbox to the other hand.

Trixie rolls her eyes, which delights Katya to no end. She’s easy to needle, but is just as quick to give it right back, a relatively novel and exciting concept.

A lot of the time, Katya feels like she has to tone herself down when she first meets someone. Ease them in slowly to all of the barbs and the references and the flailing. Trixie is right there with her already—there is something wildly intoxicating about it.

“You got the tools,” Trixie notes, cutting a glance down to the rickety toolbox. “Instead of commenting on who I was meeting five years ago, did you perhaps want to actually do something with them?”

Katya snickers, but turns and lets Trixie lead her up to Kasha’s place, swinging the toolbox casually in her grip as they walk and trying not to objectify the next great star of America’s silver screen.

Because, well, wow. Mathematically speaking, Trixie is all curves. Bhaskara would go nuts if he saw the pink-clothed goddess his theories of sines and cosines had conspired to create. Her ass is at eye level as Katya follows her up the stairs, and she forces her gaze to her feet as her mouth goes dry.

She’s just here to fix a fucking shower (that she doesn’t know how to fix). She will put her metaphorical dick away for five minutes and muddle through this, so help her God, her unintentional months of celibacy and resulting pent-up arousal be damned.

Trixie swings the door open easily, having left it unlocked in her journey down to Katya’s place, and she holds it ajar so that Katya can follow her in.

Katya’s only met Mrs. Davis—Kasha, apparently—once or twice, but the interior decor of the apartment immediately makes sense with the personality she garnered from those brief meetings. It’s all extremely dated, gaudy pieces, once saturated with color but now more muted with age. The aesthetic of Kasha’s space seems like a hand-me-down sweater for Trixie—it doesn’t not fit her, with the blush pinks and ‘60s prints, but you can tell that it doesn’t belong to her.

She looks just a little out of place as she walks in ahead of Katya, sticking herself firmly by the pile of pink suitcases that must be hers. She points a finger over at a door with a big, garish LADIES sign on it, quintessentially middle-aged woman couture.

“That’s the bathroom,” she directs, shrugging. “I don’t know. You can give it your best shot.”

“I surely will,” Katya says, and turns her best, most winning grin on Trixie, just to see what she’ll do. She blushes a very pretty shade of pink and turns around, mumbling something about needing to find something in the myriad of suitcases.

Well. That’s an interesting response Katya doesn’t have the time to address right now.

She salutes and pushes through the door with the terrible sign, setting her toolbox down in the tub and flopping down to take a seat alongside it. She stares up at the showerhead. It doesn’t look like anything’s wrong with it, so that’s Katya’s first plan of action foiled, and when she stands up and taps it with her hand nothing magically starts working, so her second one is shot, too.

After about fifteen minutes of Katya engaging in a one-sided staring match with the faucet, Trixie shows up in the doorway sipping from a glass of wine.

“How’s it going?” she asks, her tone a little too amused for Katya’s comfort.

Fearing the jig is up, Katya purses her lips and decides to sell it even harder. Blaze of glory, and all that. “I’m going to be frank, this is worse than I thought,” she says seriously, pushing her glasses up her nose.

“Really?” Trixie asks, the teasing dropped from her voice as it’s replaced with real concern. “Fuck, did I do something to it?”

She looks genuinely worried, her brown eyes wide and fearful, so Katya gives herself a nice pat on the back for her own theatricality, which is rarely serviceable, and then drops the act to avoid fraying Trixie’s psyche further. “No, not really,” she says. “It’s just not working.”

“Jesus, don’t scare me like that,” Trixie says, grinning. Her tensed shoulders have gone slack in relief, but then she starts working her lip between her teeth as she realizes something. “I’m kind of fucked, then, aren’t I?”

“My shower’s open,” Katya offers, and then cringes a little bit at how that sounds. “I mean, you can borrow my shower tonight and I will make myself scarce when you do. If you want.”

“If I want?” Trixie parrots, mocking her with a wonderful, sly tilt to her mouth.

“I just figured you might want a chance to rinse off this cotton-candy coating,” Katya tells her, grinning at the banter, gesturing to the pink gown and pink earrings and pink detailing in her hair. She looks rosy and sugary-sweet in the lamplight of Kasha’s place. Delectable.

“Mm. You would not be wrong,” Trixie says dryly, cracking her neck to one side. “I… okay. If you’re serious, and you’re sure you don’t mind.”

Katya nods. “Wouldn’t have offered if I did,” she says cheerfully, because it’s true. “I’ll head out to the courtyard while you’re indecent, give you some space. Just stick your head out the window and shout when you’re done. Should be open.”

“I should ask you if you’re a serial killer, but you clearly are,” Trixie says carefully, and sure, Katya’s only known her for a little while, but she likes to think she can hear the edge of a smile in her voice.

She smiles back, the one that shows all her teeth, and cranes her head at a disturbing angle. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Tritzie,” she coos, and Trixie’s face scrunches up in disgust before she barks out a real laugh.

Katya hasn’t heard it before in any of the interviews she’s watched—this laugh is screechy and grating to the ears as it rises and falls like a wave. It’s such a perfectly distilled sound of human joy that all Katya can do is break right along with her, her awful smoker’s wheeze of a laugh folding in to Trixie’s scream.

“You’re a psychopath,” Trixie pants, catching her breath, holding her index fingers under her eyes to catch her tears from laughing. “Jesus Christ, oh my God.”

Katya, a little out of breath from laughing herself, just grins at her before hopping up out of the shower. “Come on, I feel like you might calcify to the floor if you stay in one place too long,” she tells her. “What’s all this for, anyway?” She gestures to the pink opulence Trixie appears to be draped in from head to toe—except her face, which is mysteriously bare.

Trixie was leading the way back out the front door, so when she stops in her tracks at the question it means she bumps into Katya. “Sorry,” she says automatically, reaching out a hand to steady her. It’s unthinkingly sweet. “Um. It was for a photoshoot.”

The walls that Katya could instantly sense when she opened the door and saw Trixie have clearly been thrown back up. She’s disappointed at first, but then a shiver of self-revulsion creeps up and down her spine at the uneven dynamic at work here, one that Trixie isn’t even aware of. Katya spent the whole day researching Trixie Mattel for her article—Trixie met Katya minutes ago, and has no idea who she is.

“Oh, cool,” she says simply, hoping the enthusiasm in her tone doesn’t come across as desperate, and drops it immediately, resuming the walk back to her apartment. Trixie will tell her if she wants to. If she doesn’t, that is none of Katya’s goddamn business. Katya already knows too much.

“Hold on,” Trixie says strongly, and it’s Katya’s turn to pause, keeping her feet rooted where they are as she turns her head around slowly like she’s in a screwball comedy. Her heart pounds. Does Trixie know too much? Did she see Katya’s computer? Does she know who she is? “Slow down. I need to find my shower stuff in these bags.”

“Oh,” Katya replies, more than a little stupidly. “Yeah, duh. Sorry.”

Trixie digs out no less than five different hair care products from one bag, then yanks a towel out from another, and then stands there working her lip between her teeth again until Katya figures out she’s probably trying to remember where her pajamas are.

“I have shirts,” she volunteers easily. “And pants, too, if you ask really nicely.”

Trixie snaps her gaze up, like she’d forgotten Katya was there. She laughs (not the same full-throttle cackle as before, which is extremely disappointing) and then releases a big sigh.

“Yeah, that would probably be easiest,” she says, pressing the heel of her free hand into her eye. “Thanks. I fucking hate moving.”

Katya almost decides to regale her with the tale of the time her mom had to move a sex doll out of her old Boston apartment, but then just as quickly decides against it. Probably not the time.

“Okay, here’s the shower,” she tells Trixie once they’re back in Katya’s apartment, the John Waters movie in the living room paused on a truly excellent expression on Edith Massey’s face. She points to the faucet, points to the showerhead. “It’s exactly like Kasha’s, but it works.”

“Mm,” Trixie says dryly, nods. She’s running out of humor, but so would Katya, if she had come out of a photoshoot of the caliber Trixie’s gown suggests and had to contend with herself to be able to take a shower.

“I’ll leave you be,” she promises, brandishing the pajamas she agonized over selecting for just a few minutes too long in her room.

Trixie snorts at the illustration of the Pan’s Labyrinth hand-eye monster over the front of the shirt Katya chose.

“Comfy,” she snarks, shakes her head, but a smile tugs at her mouth. “Thanks again, Katya. For all of this.”

“Oh, of course,” Katya says, waving a hand. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll be in the courtyard.” She jerks a thumb over her shoulder towards the window that looks out onto the pitiful little square of dehydrated grass. “Give a shout out the window when you’re done.”

Trixie nods again, then closes the bathroom door behind her. As Katya heads for the courtyard with her keys and a fresh pack of cigarettes, she hears the water start up, then the screech of Trixie’s voice: “Are you kidding me? It’s that easy?”

Katya smirks, shakes her head, then jogs down the stairs out to the front courtyard.

Sitting in the lone chair out here, lighting up a cigarette in the still of the night, makes it finally set in how fucking bizarre this all is. Katya feels like a witch. A soothsayer. She called out into the universe for Trixie, and now here she is.

She drafts a text to Willow.

So, a newly A-list Hollywood celebrity is using my shower, she types, then deletes it.

Trixie Mattel is in my home. Delete.

My pussy’s summoning powers are getting stronger, Mother… delete. She kind of stares at that one for a while, though.

She shuts off her phone without sending anything and takes an especially long drag on her cigarette. Telling anyone else about this moment feels like it’ll break it, somehow. This feels like a story to be savored, one that she should bring up on her deathbed at the last possible moment, having held it to her chest for decades but needing it to be spoken out into the universe. Once, oh, marvelous once… Trixie Mattel knocked on my door, and I lied about having plumbing expertise because I didn’t know what else to do…

Her first cigarette is dead, so she throws it to the ground, extinguishes it under her heel, and then lights another one.

The strangest part of all of this, really, after her obvious initial shock, is that it honestly doesn’t feel weird having Trixie in the apartment. She fits somehow, an impossibly tall Barbie that wound up among Katya’s матрёшка dolls and carved out a space for herself. She strikes Katya as someone who is used to that. She seems like she’s had a lot of practice carving out space for herself, in this world that doesn’t quite deserve her.

Everyone else in Katya’s life, when she first meets them, always feels a little bit like an invader. She spends so much time in her own head that real people take some adjusting to. But Trixie hopped over that hurdle easily, as if it didn’t exist, and now she’s occupying space in Katya’s head like she’s never not been there.

Is this comfort something to be concerned about? She pulls her legs up to her chest and crosses them at the ankles, puffs around her cigarette.

Addictive personalities are no joke, Mary. It’s something she has to be constantly careful of, lest she pull someone into her orbit and be unable to let them go. To extend the metaphor, it would only end in cosmic disaster—planets colliding, black holes being created, blah blah blah.

There’s a banging sound behind her that interrupts her thoughts, and when she turns instinctively she sees her window fly open to reveal Trixie. She’s lit from behind by the lamps in the living room, so Katya can’t make out her facial expression when she shouts, “Your water pressure sucks.”

“Yeah,” Katya yells back, not arguing. “Sorry.” It seems like the right thing to say, but she sees Trixie’s posture flinch.

“No, you don’t need to—that wasn’t a real complaint,” Trixie says hastily. “I—Jesus. Come up here, I hate yelling like this.”

Obediently, Katya stubs out the cigarette, wasting a couple hundredths of ounces of tobacco, and jogs back up the stairs.

“I was trying to be funny,” Trixie says petulantly as soon as Katya comes in the back door.

If seeing her in the gown, a red carpet glamoured vision, was a mindfuck for Katya, seeing Trixie Mattel in Katya’s Pale Man t-shirt that’s just a little too small and Katya’s flannel pants that are just a little too short is something else entirely. Something that hits her more squarely in the chest.

“Oh,” Katya says, intelligently. “I should’ve laughed.”

Trixie snorts, then. “You’re weird,” she says, uncrosses her arms and then starts to move before pausing where she stands.

Katya would like to kiss her, she thinks. Or ask her if that would be something she would want. She’s old, now, or older, and her methods of beguiling have dwindled to just point-blank requests.

Miss Mattel, care for a fucking?

That’s too much to say to Trixie, though, even for Katya, so instead they both just stand there, each seemingly biting something back.

“Do you like Pink Flamingos? I didn’t, really, the first time I saw it,” Trixie volunteers, still not having moved from where she’s standing by the kitchen table. “Too gross. I think I’ve only seen it the once.”

“Yeah?” Katya says. She feels stuck in a low gear, only able to supply simple one-syllable words. She clears her throat. “Wanna stay till it’s over?”

Trixie’s eyes widen. She smiles a little bit.

“Yeah, all right,” she says.

It goes back to being easy, after that one charged moment in the kitchen. Trixie sits on one end of the couch, both legs tucked under her primly, and Katya sits all splayed out on the other end. Divine stands disgusting and beautiful on the TV and bathes them in a blue-screen glow.

“Kill everyone now. Condone first-degree murder. Advocate cannibalism. Eat shit!”

Trixie mumbles the lines along with Divine from the other end of the couch, her eyes locked and unblinking on the screen. Katya giggles.

“So you said you don’t like this movie?”

“It’s fucking abhorrent,” Trixie tells her, shaking her head. “But you can’t deny that Divine kills.”

“Well, yeah, she condones first-degree murder. I know the line too,” Katya says with a smirk, dodging out of reach of the kick Trixie attempts to land on her. “How did you even find this movie? Film class?”

“No, no, there’s this film critic I love—”

Trixie sits up eagerly, her eyes alight, and hives instantly begin to prickle over Katya’s chest.

“She writes these reviews every week. Sometimes they’re for blockbusters, sometimes they’re completely off-the-wall hidey-hole flicks, and sometimes she just goes on a multi-day rampage where she watches movies by the same director for days at a time. Sometimes even the same movie.”

“What’s her name?” Katya asks, hoping her voice comes out right. She can’t really tell.

“Oh, the site’s called I Like To Watch, but she posts under Katie Homophobia—” Katya’s hives instantly get worse, she can feel it, and her cheeks flame. “Nobody knows her real name, though. It’s crazy. She’s bigger than the New York Times some weeks, and she’s completely anonymous.”

“So she’s, um. She likes John Waters, then?” Katya asks, nodding at the screen.

“Yeah, she loves the original Hairspray. She watched Pink Flamingos, too, but that one she branded as disgusting. Good, too, she gave it a good review, but disgusting—I was intrigued, so I watched it, and I agree with her. Still do,” she adds, flicking a look back up to the screen.

“So do you borrow all your film opinions from, um. From Miss Homophobia?”

Trixie scoffs. “No.” She smiles then, pleased with herself. “Just most of them.”

“I don’t really watch many movies,” Katya says abruptly, some dumbass part of her trying to push herself as far away from I Like To Watch as possible with maybe the stupidest excuse ever fathomed.

“Oh?” Trixie asks, amused, and Katya realizes that she’s looking around at all the vintage theater display posters, the original film reel of Silence of the Lambs, the tall stack of film books on the coffee table.

“New movies,” Katya amends, sort of desperately. “I don’t go to the theater much.”

“Mm,” Trixie replies, apparently satisfied with that. She opens her mouth, but then closes it immediately—something shifts in her expression, and she says nothing.

They settle back into mutual silence for the rest of the movie, Trixie occasionally making retching noises at the dog shit scene and Katya staring blankly at one part of the screen without really blinking.

Trixie Mattel is an avid reader of I Like To Watch. Well. That’s certainly something.

It’s obviously kind of terrible, another card on top of the rapidly growing stack of Things Katya Knows That Trixie Doesn’t Know and Maybe Should Share With Her, but all Katya can find herself thinking of is if Trixie has ever commented on any of her posts. If they’ve ever interacted before today.

I would’ve known, she thinks vehemently to herself. I would have felt—something.

Pink Flamingos ends, and the TV segues right into Hairspray on autoplay after the credits roll. Katya looks over at Trixie, who looks right back and shrugs before settling back into the couch cushions to watch the movie.

After Hairspray’s over, of course it’s Female Trouble up next, and then at some point while Divine is strangling her daughter onscreen over dressing like a nun Katya falls asleep.

When she wakes up, her wall clock reads seven in the morning, barely legible in the low light of dawn, and Trixie’s snoring on the other end of the couch. She looks sweet, Katya thinks drowsily.

A noise is blaring from somewhere. It’s loud enough that it makes Katya clap her hands over her ears once she gains enough consciousness to hear it and figure out where it’s coming from: the pink phone on the coffee table, presumably Trixie’s.

Trixie’s phone is doing that thing that phones do when you get so many texts that your phone can’t possibly make enough noises to notify you of them all. It’s ringing, it’s buzzing, it’s chiming, all at once, and Trixie is sleeping through the whole thing.

Katya glances over at Trixie, snoring like a train, and then it hits her.

The woman sleeping on Katya’s couch has just been nominated for a Golden Globe.

Nominations started just before six, the Best Actress category would be happening around now, it all makes sense.

Katya should wake her up, she should hold the phone to her ear, she should at least plug the phone in before it dies.

All she can get herself to do at this moment, though, is just kind of sit there in the knowledge that everything is about to change. The feeling of standing on a precipice that she had last night when Trixie looked her right in the eyes and told Katya about her own film site returns full force. It makes her dizzy.

She shakes her head in an attempt to physically rid herself of the feeling. It doesn’t work, but it loosens something enough that she reaches over to the other side of the couch and shakes Trixie awake, hard.

“Trix,” she whispers as Trixie’s eyes peel open, the nickname coming far too easy, “Trixie. Your phone’s been ringing.”

Trixie’s eyes fly wide as she scrambles to sit up, and Katya knows she figured it out, too.

“Oh, shit,” says Golden Globe nominee Trixie Mattel.

#zig writes #take their love #trixya #trixie x katya #rpdr fanfiction #rpdr

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꒰bad dracula !꒱

sumire is breaking the bias of vampires, one attractive fluffy haired boy at a time.

character x character ship

includes sumire & joker !

warnings : slight spoilers for p5r (kasumi // sumire) , might be a lil ooc (?)

word count : 1917

a/n : happy halloween ! ive been really busy this week so this is a bit rushed but i really wanted to get something out for spooky season !! definitely not my best work as i havent written char x char in a hot minute but i hope you still enjoy

the month of october is supposed to be the most important to those like sumire. but truthfully, shed rather it just didnt exist entirely. the holiday season was hardly a celebration, and the young vampire found herself leaving the castle much more often than usual.

it started out as just a distraction, albeit a bad one. staring longingly at the civilians below her, living her ideal life always filled with a sense of envy. it was unfair. why was she unable to be normal?

she had begun to memorize the silhouettes of the people who would unsuspectingly walk past the mountain her family estate looked out from. however, one boy in particular would always catch her eye. shed only caught a few glances of his face, but that was more than enough to prove that she wanted to get closer to him, and not just his backside.

maybe october wasnt all bad, at the very least sumire was able to blend in with those around her, just as long as her mouth was covered. but not being able to talk would make her seem rude, wouldnt it? that meant approaching the handsome stranger was out of the question, especially because every solution she could come up with was a dead end. this hadnt been the first time shed try to forcibly remove her sharp fangs, and she felt like a bit of an idiot for even attempting again.

one night while walking through town, she came face to face with the stranger, literally. without looking where she was going, she bumped into his taller frame, being launched backwards onto the ground. you know, when she was pondering whether or not she should come talk to him tonight, this wasnt what she had in mind. “oh, my bad! are you okay?” sumire is brought back to reality and realizes that woah, he is very close to her face and is criminally attractive. she almost entirely forgets the one rule she had set for herself, not to speak to anyone, and grabs his extended hand with the most awkward head nod possible.

“make sure you watch where youre going from now on, some people arent as nice when you bump into them.” he laughs, and there must be literal hearts in the young vampires eyes right now. she covers her mouth, muttering a small “youre right, ill be more careful.” before hes slowly getting closer again. “are you sure youre alright? is your mouth bleeding?” at this point, sumires nerves are on fire, and if this continues hes going to mistake the blush on her face for her running a fever.

“uhm, yeah im totally fine!” the handsome stranger doesnt seem convinced. “i dont think ive ever seen you around before, but then again im not really from here. im ren by the way, a second year.” sumire is about ready to hit herself over how easy it was to actually get to start a conversation with him, but the fact that she cant be normal is enough of a reason for her to lock herself in the castle for another 100 years.

“im uhm… sumire. sumire yoshizawa.” he laughed again, something sumires not sure her heart will ever get used to. “yeah, i know. this is yours by the way.” he holds out the id that fell out of her pocket when they bumped into each other. he looks at it once more before handing it to her. “didnt realize you were older than me, my apologies.” shes correcting him before she even realizes what shes doing. “oh! uhm, its actually a fake. im only a first year.” yeah, that sounded believable enough right? what difference is there really between being 15 and 1500? “is that so? well you surely fooled me, i guess it works.” she scoffs. “oh please, i clearly look way younger than you!”

sumires guard is down, and ren manages a glimpse at what she was so desperately trying to hide in her mouth. “hey thats pretty cool! getting your halloween costume ready?” her heart sinks, but only slightly. how could she be so stupid? of course people wont question it during the holiday season. “well now that you mention it, yeah! pretty realistic right?” “definitely! hey, if youre free, you should come to my friends halloween party!” a party? nobodys ever invited sumire to one of those before. she hasnt even had someone to call a friend before. she cant help herself but excitedly say yes.

they quickly exchange numbers, ren sending both the address and time, before they go their separate ways. those around sumire dont miss her overwhelming excitement for the next week and a half.

its the day before rens friend, ryujis party. hes asked to meet with her before the party so they can arrive together, and sumires heart is on fire. they meet on the hill in front of her familys castle, and calling ren intimidated was an understatement.

it was a silly idea really, he knew hed never be able to top how realistic sumires costume was, but he thought itd be fun to try anyways. he was not expecting sumire to appear in an extravagant dress, (hopefully) fake blood, and those same perfect fangs. “you really went all out, huh?” she nods. “oh, but dont worry, the red thing is just ketchup!” he smiles. “yeah i figured. whyd you choose a vampire?”

sumire was afraid hed ask that question. especially since she didnt have a believable enough answer. “...well, my mom calls me a bad dracula. she tells me to be scarier, but im a bit different!” “i think its clever to take a popular costume and make it different!” oh cool, hes clueless. that surely isnt going to get her anywhere.

the walk to ryujis is horribly awkward, for reasons sumire cant quite put her finger on. shes searching for anything to talk about that hopefully wont scare ren away. “you know, ive never been to party before, but i just wanna have fun dancing! especially under the moon like this.” “well dont be scared, some of my friends are a bit much, but i promise that theyre nice people. and im sure youll crush it on the dance floor, youre already dancing in my heart, after all.” there he goes again with that dreamy smile, the one sumire struggles to find the right words around.

her face reddens, and she finds herself hiding herself in his chest. if she werent undead, sumire swears that ren would be the death of her. he wraps his arms around her, along with his long black coat. “you know, its not necessarily easy to walk with you on me like this, not that im complaining or anything.”

in typical ryuji fashion, his party is a tad bit boring, and further proves you cant leave him in charge of anything. after about two hours straight of dancing, ren had decided to ditch the party, in favor of watching the moon. sumire found him on top of the same hill he had met up with her at. “it looks a little bit like youre stalking me.” “thats bold coming from you, since this is basically right in front of my house.” “i guess you got me there. what do your parents do to be able to afford a creepy place like this, anyways?” “well ive already told you dummy. were vampires.” ren laughs. “its almost as amusing as it was the first time. no, but seriously, are they like, in the mafia or something?” sumire shakes her head. “dont you think even if they were i probably wouldnt tell you?”

ren rolls his eyes light heartedly. “fine then, keep your secrets.” she goes to sit down next to ren on the grass.“its not my fault if you dont believe me. i really shouldnt have even been down in the city that one night we bumped into each other anyways.” sumire shrugs. “and why is that? were you grounded or something up in the big spooky tower?” “i mean sort of. my dad always tells me to be colder to humans, but then ill get a stomachache.” she lays her head on rens shoulder.

“.... if youre really a vampire, why havent you bitten me yet?” sumire sighs. “how many times do i have to tell you? im a bad dracula for a reason! i wont ever hurt you, im a vegetarian after all.” her breath on his neck should have been the warning to run, but he found himself believing her words. “its just a little hard to believe, you know? does that mean other supernatural beings exist?” ren got over his doubts and fears surprising quick, and sumire couldnt help but smile at the way his face lit up.

“i can neither confirm nor deny that. but see? isnt it so much better when you ignore the backend talk thats reflected by the moon?” she pouts. “everybody always paints us out to be so bad. i mean sure, some of us are, but then it makes it just that much harder for vampires like me. like, why do i have to wait until cold october nights every year just to go out? fake id and everything?” ren grabs her hand. “well i guess ive just never really thought about it before. especially since i didnt even know you were being for real until about 2 minutes ago.”

“you can feel my fangs if you want to, for you know, more proof.” she blushes at her own words. did she really just say that? ren nods. sumire moves from laying her head on his shoulder to sitting on rens lap, facing him. his touch is gentle, not like hes afraid of her, but more so that he worries any more pressure and shell break like glass. nobodys ever treated sumire like that before, like she was something that needed to be protected.

his hand rests on her cheek, thumb on her bottom lip. she slowly opens her mouth, attempting to put her fangs on full display. “be careful, theyre sharp.” she mutters. ren mouths an “okay”, before he places his thumb on one of the teeth. he strokes his thumb over it with stars practically in his eyes. “so cool!” he whispers, like anything louder would ruin the moment. sumires face reddens. ren rests his hand on her thigh.

“so.. hypothetically speaking, if you were to bite someone, does the blood go through the fangs like a straw and straight into your body? or do you still have to like… suck it yourself?” sumire blinks slowly. “that sure is… a first. no, theyre not straws…” ren snaps his fingers, a confident smirk on his face. “damn, looks like futaba owes me 20 dollars.” “did you seriously make a bet on that?” she giggles. “well duh, it was the only logical way to solve it.” sumire glares at him playfully. “okay, okay! my bad, dont bite me!”

she gasps, “i would never!” he pats her head. “i know, i know. im just messing with you.” sumire lets out a “hmph!” sound, turning her head away. “oh come on, dont be like that, im sorry.” he gently kisses her cheek, and as soon as its happened its over. ren cant help but smile at how quickly she whips her head back around, face bright red. he was about to apologize until sumire places a soft kiss on his lips.

“there… now were even.”

grrr why are endings so hard :sob: anyways fic is inspired by bad dracula by red velvet teehee im so tired ^^;;

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓#persona #persona 5 #shin megami tensai persona #sumire yoshizawa #ren amamiya #sumire x ren #violet persona 5 #joker persona 5 #persona 5 royal #violet x joker #kasumi yoshizawa #kasumi x ren

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🔭 The Visions: A Corrupted and Blinding Dream (Phantom)

A theory post discussing about what happened in WayV’s ‘Phantom’ music video and a its possible little connection with Ten’s Birthday.

(!) WARNING: This is a theory as it is not confirmed by SM entertainment nor members of NCT, so please don’t believe this 100%!

I have this little fear inside of me, what if a member will reveal a hint of the lore that happened in the MV :” It will either lead me into making a new post or... I don’t know this is just a theory anyways. But lets get started!

After rewatching the MV for the hundredth time (not just because I love it), I finally got what was happening. I sort of read some theory threads too on Twitter since there is a media reference to this comeback, which is the Phantom of the Opera that unfortunately I don’t really have much knowledge of. But first of all, I’m going to give you a link of the twitter thread I found that discusses the references to the musical, Tweet Thread Link. It actually gave me some ideas when typing this.

As for this post, I will be talking about the SMCU side.

“Ten the puppeteer, whose evil side is dominating him, nearly has the members in his grasp through a fake dream but Winwin is there to stop it.”

1. Ten’s Wish

You may also read more on this on Ten’s Birthday post.

Although it is still unknown of what he really wanted to fulfill, in both Miracle track video and Birthday MV, he was blowing a candle. Considering his solo title called ‘Birthday’, it is not far-fetched to be connected to the fact that we do make a wish before blowing candles during birthday parties. But this wish is nearly fulfilled and it is apparent by two things; the dream that they are in is an illusion or fake, and some members are affected by it.

“Like a phantom that be pulling my strings

Hey-yo hey-yo, the puppeteer tugs, and

In darkness, the world loses its way”

There were many scenes of Ten, he was even the first to appear in the MV and looked the most villain-like (in a way). Especially that one scene where he walks into the room that the others were already in, it seems he knew the place already. He is the main phantom.

2. Fake Dream

It has been mentioned multiple times that the dream they are in is fake.

“A vile night, but it can’t make real what’s fake”

“Dream is a trickster hiding what’s real”

The members realize that it is not real and the reason it isn’t is because they are wearing the masks.

“See through it all from behind the mask

Only I can see the truth so crazy

Look as if there is no mask

The light of truth was never lost”

“A hazy vision of the future feels only like Déjà vu

An absurd revelation of something fake” Read More at http://lyricskpop.net

“Through the chaos feeding on fear”

This dream they are experiencing too is somewhat dreadful to the members and it surrounds them with their fears. That is somewhat based on what I got from the lyrics too, and it is symbolized by the chandelier which I will be talking about later on.

The Phantom mask from the musical is known to only cover half of the face, and I think this choice is interesting since Ten has a history of being associated with one eye. But in here, the masks that are used cover both eyes which would function properly if its function here is to mask the members from the reality. Unlike in the musical where the mask is used to cover the weaknesses of the phantom, here it is used to blind the members.

3. Hendery

I believe that all members (except for Xiaojun), were already affected by it as seen in one scene where all members were holding Xiaojun in masks but Hendery was definitely the most suspicious one. From the last set of pictures, it was shown that only he and Ten has their pictures somewhat blurred. A theory I made about these blurred pictures from Jaehyun’s Forever Only post is that the member is not being himself or corrupted/ under someone’s control.

From one scene of the MV where there are black cat/panther’s eyes behind him (plus his odd eye), I theorized that it has something to do with Ten because in NCT2018 Yearbook, Ten was holding a black cat... This may need more backing... but another thought is that the animal could possibly have a similar role to the snake that has been around in SMCU. In the end, the masks on his face (oddly he has many) disappeared after Winwin rescued everyone, it may seem like he is the most influenced under the villain (whether it was caused by Ten or just the cat). I also have a speculation there is another story for him which involves Jalapeno... but only the SM staffs and Hendery know that...

4. Xiaojun

It has been theorized by people that Xiaojun has the role of the main protagonist of the musical. It was mentioned that the main protagonist saved herself by either lighting a fire or by a fire that happened(?) and people connected it by this one picture of Xiaojun who was holding some kind of lighter.

Initially I thought this was the same case as NCT127′s Favorite pictures and aespa’s Hallucination Quest pictures where they are in the villain (snake’s) area. However, now I see that instead of Xiaojun being in the grasp of the villain, he is protecting himself. This is pretty evident because he was holding the lighter himself unlike the 127 and aespa’s pictures. This is why he seems to be the only one targeted in the MV because possibly he was the only one left that is not that affected by the fake dream.

5. Winwin

Winwin was the one who break free from the dream, or was strong enough to take action. Something along the lines of that. He shot a dagger to the heart that was chained. There is a possibility that the heart belongs to Ten? If that is the case, does that mean he came back to normal? perhaps we’ll find out about this in the next comeback...

6. Chandelier and Moon

According to the musical, the chandelier is the metaphor of bad omen that surrounded the members with fears which makes this dream to be dreadful (citing this from the Twitter thread). As Winwin shoots the heart with a dagger, it fell to the ground and changed the entire atmosphere of the room. This reveals the real look of the room.

The place where the moon was present, could be a specific area in the Neos’ dreamscape. The moon was red because there was a presence of a villain and turned yellow, which means that it turned back to normal... I think.

The Ending?

It was rather confusing to me because in the end the members wore the masks again and stayed in the room. Unless that was just meant to be in between the scenes and just for a cooler ending, could it be that it ended well? Winwin and Ten were the only ones that wore this mask, so does that mean he’s in the side of good now?... we’ll have to see the next comeback.

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In the end, I love the MV BUT I still can’t believe they didn’t put a SINGLE MIRROR. It was only in Xiaojun’s teaser... and I thought it was the important element but here we are. We’ll see the next part of the story in their next comeback~

#wayv #nct #ten lee #qian kun #hendery #yangyang #winwin #xiaojun #kun #ten #smcu #kwangya #wayv phantom

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