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greenishghostey · 1 year

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Prompt lol

"Are you humping me?" "...maybe."

The good shit right here 👌

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Most people would look at Eddie and assume that he was a slob. The town’s running theory about how he lived was close to that of a feral raccoon in a restaurant dumpster.

However, that could not be further from the truth. Eddie was messy - who wasn’t at the best of times. But he was never dirty. He always made sure to do the dishes, hang up laundry and vacuum when needed.

Eddie “domestic goddess” Munson. That’s what you liked to call him while he dashed around doing chores because you showed up to his trailer too early.

There was something oddly attractive, almost sexy, about watching Eddie clean. He usually changed into comfortable clothes that he didn’t mind getting wet. An old Slayer t-shirt and navy pyjama pants with one of the back pockets missing. The pyjamas hung low on his hips and shifted perfectly when he walked.

After a magnificent spaghetti and meatball dinner, Eddie insisted on doing the dishes because you were the guest. He always seemed to forget just how much time you actually spent at his.

With his back to you, Eddie hunched over the soap-filled sink. The muscles in his back moved as he scrubbed at the dried tomato sauce on the bowls. His hair was loosely tied back so he wouldn’t need to keep shaking it out of his face.

The guy was obscene. And he was doing the dishes. It amazed you just how effortlessly alluring he was. Even in the most mundane moments, there were little flecks of saccharine intimacy.

The sweetness of the situation was comforting, and calming too. But you had a much better method of expressing just how much you appreciated his domestic efforts.

“Babe, can you bring the glasses over too?” Eddie asked, gesturing behind his back at you and the dinner table. You were already silently on the prowl towards him. He wouldn’t suspect a thing.

“I’m gonna leave mine out. Need more lemonade.” You replied, keeping your voice quiet to imply distance as you closed in on your target.

“You've had two glasses already! I only got like half of one because you had to take a leak-" Eddie was just about to turn around to point a soapy finger at you, but it was too late. You had launched your attack.

Your arms snaked around his waist as you pulled yourself impossibly close to his back. You reeled your hips back and started humping Eddie like some feral animal in heat. Exaggerated moans and groans were also included - it added an element of dramatic flare that he would no doubt appreciate.

"Are you humping me?" Eddie laughed, standing still and peering over his shoulder at you. He was glad that you could be such a little weirdo with him.

"...maybe." You did your best to imitate his sex noises - groans and a wonderful amount of whimpering. "You're so wet, couldn't help it." It wasn't a lie, his hands were dripping, and some of the water had gotten on his t-shirt.

"Uh-huh, all for you," Eddie whined, trying his best to imitate your sex noises. Douchebag that he was. "You wanna feel how wet I am?" was he actually getting off on this? He couldn't be.

Eddie wasn't getting turned on - well, at least not entirely. He had about a half-boner going. The moment that you started to slow down in your thrusts against his ass was when he struck. A pile of dish soap bubbles were pressed into your chest as Eddie cackled like some mischievous gremlin thing.

"God, you bitch!" You shrieked, swatting at Eddie as he continued to basically massage your boobs. The ulterior motives were all too clear.

"Yeah, call me that again. Fuck, I'm gonna cuuuuuum." He moaned and giggled, now humping at your thigh with a firm grip around your waist - you weren't going anywhere.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson fic #this likely isn't even close to what that prompt is aiming for but I can't pass up writing silly stuff #eddie #fluff #smut adjacent #fic #my writing

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respectthepetty · 10 months

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Well well well well!

I have seen you being asked about your fav TW BL dramas. but I’m here to ask about…… your top 10 (or however many you want tbh) BL thai dramas!

Teeheeheeee!!

Ps: can someone else pop up and then ask you too Korean BL dramas? *wink*

Anon, I think YOU will have to come back and ask about my top Korean dramas because after people see this list, they will realize how trashy I truly am and never seek a response from me again. I've already written about my Top GMMTV Actors, my Top GMMTV Pairs, and my Top Five Taiwanese BLs, but this requested list will really show people that I am a dumpster fire, so let me present my

Top Ten Thai BLs

Before I start, I need to list my personal preferences since I have watched over 150 Thai BLs (if not 200), with a third coming from within the past year and a half alone. A show must meet at least two:

Don't bury the gay (MANDATORY!)

Be gay. Do crime! aka "Eff the police" (literally or figuratively)

I'm a messy bi, and I'll cry if I want to

Adulting is hard like my sexual attraction for you

Vice Vers(a) - Flipping the norms and changing dynamics

Next, I need to establish some ground rules:

The series must have completed prior to June 1, so Step by Step, Be My Favorite, La Pluie and other running shows cannot be considered.

It had to be marketed as a BL, so 3 Will Be Free, The Warp Effect, and Great Men Academy cannot be considered.

I could only pick a pair once, so most of GMMTV shows couldn't be considered if I picked another show the pair was featured in.

It couldn't have hurt my queer feelings, so My Only 12%, Until We Meet Again, I Told Sunset about You, and 180 Degree Longitude Passes through Us were cut for rubbing salt in real-world wounds.

A third of the final list had to be BL shows that aired prior to 2022.

Narrowing it down with those two filters, here are a dozen shows that didn't make the cut with a brief reasoning:

The Eclipse - pair already picked

Triage - the gay died each time the clock reset

Ghost Host, Ghost House - not within my personal preferences

Never Let Me Go - aired in 2022. Sorry Jojo!

My School President - pair already picked

Secret Crush on You - aired in 2022

Bad Buddy - it knows what it did to me

Together with Me - pair already picked

Lovely Writer - not within my personal preferences

A Tale of Thousand Stars - pair already picked

Between Us - it knows what it did to me

My Ride - not within my personal preferences

One more thing before I give you the list -

Honorable Mentions

To Sir, With Love

I was raised on soap operas and telenovelas, so this lakorn was seventeen episodes of blissful drama, yet served one of the best pairings and family members of 2022. It was also a historical drama, so the ending being happy was unexpected, but much appreciated.

Destiny Seeker

All the shows on my list have color coding, but this show wins every color-coding award I can give. As a self-proclaimed color demon, this show fed my soul and my heart with its color exchange between two great characters who were just trying to unify the Pretty Boys and the Jocks in a tale as old as time, yet more colorful than ever.

Now, the actual list

Top Ten Thai BLs

#10 - Dark Blue Kiss

Pete and Kao went from a bit toxic in This Kiss series, to a solid couple trying to navigate the difficult situation of having one person in a relationship still in the closet. The reason was realistic as well - career. Kao coming out could have not only hurt his future, but his mother's job as well, and the socioeconomic difference between Pete and Kao was front and center during these discussions. Mix all of that with the addition of Sun and Mork and their dynamic of light enemies to lovers, and this ended up being a surprise favorite. It also had beautiful cinematography at a period when the production value of BLs was being elevated which is greatly due to director/screenwriter Aof and cinematographer Rath.

#9 - Big Dragon

If someone would have told me during the first episode that I would like love this show as much as I did by the end, I would not have believed it, but here I am, in love with this show. It started off with two idiots being at their peak toxic level, yet ended with the softest men in love. The cinematography was beautiful, Mangkorn and Yai had a natural chemistry when teasing each other, and the music was good, so good that I actually listened to the lead sing his love confession…twice! Mos and ISBANKY made me excited to see what else Star Hunter has in store, and that was a door I had closed long ago. Big Dragon 2 when?

#8 - Bed Friend

Much like Big Dragon, I showed up for a raunchy series about fuck buddies, but ended up witnessing two men work through trauma and showed that with support, healing is possible. King was the biggest green flag that has ever graced my screen, and the way Net's big brown eyes portray lust, love, and devotion is a skill that only matches James' embodiment of a sex kitten. I watched them in Catch Me Baby, but Bed Friend brought an entire new level of chemistry from them that balanced the heavier aspects of the show in a way that any other pair would have squandered. Because of NetJames, this show will remain in my tops for years to come, and makes me even more excited for Love Upon a Time.

#7 - You're My Sky

We, collectively, did this show dirty. As BL fans, we did not appreciate it enough, and still don't. Because it came out in 2022, a year stacked with excellent BLs, it was pushed to the sidelines when it should have been at everyone's top for any number of reasons like the pairings were solid (childhood friends, senior/freshman, pseudo-enemies to lovers), the plot was consistent, and the cinematography was beautiful. We have a few sports-related BLs which do a great job of discussing the connection between toxic masculinity and male-dominated sports, and although this series didn't lean all the way in, it gave us a glimpse of what men must sacrifice in order to be considered the best in such an environment, especially when it comes to love.

#6 - Not Me

Every character is shippable with every other character. That is the power of this series. Yet, because I’m petty, I’m still holding a grudge not about GramBlack (Eugene/Gene, really?!) BUT that ToddBlack did not happen! In a show that was queer in several aspects (marriage equality, society’s disapproval, found family, etc.), it was strange that it didn’t deliver on the Black front examining how power dynamics, socioeconomic inequality in regards to privilege, and performance of masculinity affect queer experiences (all possessed by the ToddBlack pairing), but what it did deliver was a great premise about fighting back against oppression (labor discrimination, educational gaps, monopolies), which is why even though the ending was shaky, it still deserves a top spot for existing.

#5 - KinnPorsche

As much as I wrote about this show, I’m shocked it isn’t #1, but sitting through the final episode’s credits believing what I believed about Vegas left me feeling a certain type of way that I’m still not over. It had all the elements I love: Be gay, do crime, messy tears, vice vers(a), and the cinematography was perfection. Symbolism and foreshadowing were intertwined into every scene, so watching each episode was an experience and the aftermath was devouring hours of meta analysis. This was the first series I was excited to watch live unmuted and at normal speed, and I liked each pairing, plus rooted for others who were never going to happen (Big & Chan, Khun & everyone), which made this a fun journey even after the final credits finished (World Tour, anyone?!).

#4 - Love Mechanics

I LOVE MESS, and this show gave me ten glorious messy episodes of the messiest mess. Much like the chokeholds VeeMark excelled out, this show had me by the throat (implication intended). I was shocked when it was announced En of Love: Love Mechanics would be remade and extended from four episodes into ten. I liked the original, but the basic plot (drunkenly having sex right at the beginning – how very Together with Me of them) did not sit well with me the first time around, yet once I saw the remake’s trailer, I WAS SOLD! Look at the angst! Look at the pining! Look at the chemistry! Look at the same steps and dorm from Together with Me! I could write forever about this show because it is better than the original, it was so similar to Together with Me that I had to squint to make sure it wasn’t, and the happy ending with Mark’s tears, although never doubted, feels like a personal win, which is why it was my number one of 2022.

#3 - Manner of Death

MaxTul own me. Every couple I watch gets compared to MaxTul and the chemistry they bring. Together With Me is a favorite, but when Manner of Death aired, it spotlighted the evolution of MaxTul in the most beautiful way imaginable. The dark plot of drug and sex trafficking was difficult for most, but both of these characters' commitment to finding the truth in their own way while taking on the ACAB attitude even towards the one police officer they did like was a buffet that just kept serving me. I was truly worried because of the nature of the show that a happy ending wouldn't be possible, but not only did the show end with vows being exchanged, but the promise of another season as well. TRANSPLANT WHEN?!

#2 - Moonlight Chicken

This was an adult show and toes the line of being truly queer media rather than a standard BL. I felt seen every time Jim sat silently examining his life and his choices. His hesitation to open his heart again to another person after being hurt in such a realistically queer way in a country that doesn't have marriage equality almost made me cut this show due to hurting my queer feelings. However, if I was willing to give up three pairs (FirstKhao -The Eclipse, GeminiFourth - My School President, and EarthMix - A Tale of Thousand Stars) for this one show, I knew it had to included. Aof working around the grief of losing a parent while examining gentrification and generational trauma all through a queer lens is a feat most would fail at, but this show shines, literally and figuratively thanks once again to cinematographer Rath.

#1 - He's Coming to Me

I must end where I began - Aof, the director and screenwriter, changed the Thai BL game with this one, and hasn't slowed down since, which is why two of his other pieces are in my top ten, and several others are featured in my short list. Cinematographer Rath has also made his mark on this list, and it all started with this one for me. No other BL series has stuck with me the way He's Coming to Me has. Not one element of this show doesn't work. It's cohesive. It's emotional. It's everything to me. I cannot give this show enough praise. It created a unique magic in eight episodes that hasn't left my heart for four years.

And probably never will.

Now, who wants to ask about Korea?

#top thai bls #he's coming to me #moonlight chicken #manner of death #love mechanics #kinnporsche #not me #you're my sky #bed friend #big dragon #dark blue kiss #to sir with love #destiny seeker #thai bls

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ghostboybrainrot · 1 year

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Out of Touch Part 3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, AO3

Edit: I'm starting the process of transferring these to AO3. Click the link above to subscribe and get updates more reliably! (But don't worry I'll keep posting on Tumblr, too.)

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Martha saw the shadowy figure falling from the sky. Its form stuttered as it fell. Suddenly, with a flash of light it changed. It was more solid now but it was still falling too fast for her to be able to see clearly.

It hit the ground with a soft thud. And she realized what she was looking at.

He couldn't have been older than 16. He was skinny. Too skinny. His black hair was messy. He wore a ratty dark blue hoodie and jeans. His shoes were held together with duct tape.

Her core lurched at the sight of him. He looked so fragile. For a moment she worried he'd lost consciousness. Had he hit his head? A weak groan escaped his mouth, pulling her from her thoughts. It was raspy and dry. Not a noise she expected from someone so young.

At least he was awake. That ruled out anything too serious.

He was trying to stand but was struggling. He'd injured his leg. She saw him wince with pain.

When he finally pulled himself up, he needed to hold the wall for balance. She expected him to start walking toward the exit of the alley but instead he made his way deeper, toward a dumpster.

He looked back scanning the alley. His eyes swept over her hiding spot but didn't seem to register her presence.

Satisfied that he wasn't being followed he crawled behind the dumpster, and out of sight.

Slowly, she closed the distance between herself and the dumpster. She stayed in the shadows but angled herself so she could get a glimpse of him.

He'd made a makeshift blanket with some garbage that had been lying next to it. His eyes were closed. She could see his chest rising and falling slowly. She wasn't sure if he'd fallen asleep that fast, but judging by how exhausted he had looked she wouldn't be surprised.

Her core tightened in worry. This boy shouldn't be left alone. Especially not here. Not in this alley. It wasn't safe. She glanced around, nervously. No one else had seen the boy yet, but she didn't want to risk it. He was tucked away but anyone who spared more than a passing glance in his direction, could spot him easily.

It was late autumn and the air was cold. It was likely to get colder before morning. People froze to death in nicer weather than this. She had to do something. He needed help.

Maybe she could find him a blanket or a coat?

She didn't like the idea of leaving him alone. She worried someone would find him if she took too long. She would just have to be quick.

She gave the sleeping boy one more glance before she floated off.

There was a general store near here right? At least there used to be. She headed in the direction she thought it had been. She didn't couldn't find the shop but she kept going anyway. She had to come across something eventually.

She couldn't remember the last tile she'd been down this way. Had it always been this run down?

It was late which explained the lack of people but the buildings were falling apart. It looked like no one had lived here in a long time.

She had to travel several blocks before she found anything that looked like it was still in business. The small gas station stood bright against the darkness. There were no cars at the pumps and the small shop attached to it looked closed. But they might have some emergency supplies.

She floated through the locked double doors. She scanned the shelves. There were a variety of items a person would need on the road. Motor oil, washer fluid, ice scrapers. There were also plenty of snacks and cooler on the back wall was full of drinks of varying colors and sizes.

She found what she was looking for at the end of an aisle. An emergency blanket. She knew people kept these in their trunks in case they got stranded in the cold. It didn't look comfortable. But hopefully the material was warm enough.

She reached for it but her hands passed through. It had been a long time since she'd tried to interact with the living world. She'd been able to move small things but never something like this. And she'd never carried anything so far.

She kicked herself. What had she been thinking? She couldn't help that poor boy. He needed someone who could be there. Who could hold him. Comfort him. Talk to him. Someone alive.

How could she hope to help like this?

She thought back to the shadow that had flown overhead. The flash of light and the fall. Maybe the boy wasn't alive either. At least not in the way most were.

She shook her head to clear it. She could worry about that later. She could do this. She just needed to focus.

She closed her eyes as she concentrated. She tried to imagine what it would feel like if she could reach out and touch it. She reached forward and her hand met the fabric. She ran her hand along it. The material was as scratchy as she imagined, but she could feel it. Really feel it. She smiled as she tried to scoop it up.

It took some time but she was able to lift the blanket off the shelf. She had dropped it a couple times but each time she picked it up again it had gotten easier.

Encouraged by her success, she looked around to what else she could grab. She settled on a bottle of water, and a prepackaged pastry. She had to take extra time to balance them on top of the blanket. She managed to roll the food and drink into the blanket, to keep them from falling as she flew back.

Phasing through the doors with the items proved challenging as well but she had started to get the hang of it.

Finally, she exited the gas station arms loaded with her spoils.

When she arrived back the boy was still where she left him. Carefully, she set down what she was carrying. He was still breathing. Slow and steady. If she wasn't sure before she knew he was sleeping now.

She considered the best way to get the blanket around him. She decided to move the cardboard and plastic. She spread the blanket out over him attempting to tuck it underneath him to help keep in the warmth.

She tried to replace the plastic wrap and boxes to provide him with cover.

Suddenly, his eyes shot open. He focused his icy glue gaze on her and she gasped.

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Notes:

Thank you for reading! It's a little on the short side. I have another part after this almost finished but it wasn't quite ready so I split it in two and posted the first half! I do plan on posting to AO3 in the near future as well. (GhostBoyBrainRot on AO3 as well if you wanna subscribe.)

To everyone who guessed Jason. Don't worry Danny is going to be running into the batfam soon! >:)

But until then enjoy Martha! She's a little lost but she's got the spirit xD Hehe

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jahayla-parker · 2 months

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Reparations : Freddy Carter x Reader

Description: Part 3/ Fluffy make-up conclusion to Catastrophic Blues. Angst, breakup, heartbreak, post-breakup, longing, sadness, etc.

Warnings: I advise you re-read (or read) parts 1 and 2/Catastrophic Blues and Hits Different first! Other warnings: reference to warnings of other parts including drinking, Angst, breakup, heartbreak, post-breakup, longing, sadness, vomiting, crying, etc.

Catastrophic Blues Hit(s) Different : Freddy Carter x Reader Mini-Series Masterlist

Freddy’s breath caught in his chest as his tired eyes landed on her. He’d been walking around to clear his mind and was just returning to the apartment complex when the sight of y/h/c y/h/t caught his attention. He willed his now shaky legs to take him to her. His steps were nearly robotic, but he was still getting closer. Perhaps if he showed y/n he was willing to talk, they could work it out. Or at least he’d be able to know if she had moved on by now. That way he’d know if his longing was as one sided and futile as it seemed.

Freddy hesitated in his approach. Maybe it was best not to be the one to initiate the conversation. After all, y/n had asked for space. Approaching her now would not be a way of giving her space.

Freddy was about to turn around and walk away when he caught sight of something peculiar. He squinted and unconsciously took a few more steps towards y/n. She had emptied her garbage into the dumpster, but only tissues seemed to come out of it. Had she been crying? Thanks to his unconscious approach, he was able to see the trail of dried tear streaks on her cheeks from here. She had been crying. In fact, now that Freddy’s focus shifted off of if he should approach her and onto whether or not she was okay, he noticed several other details he hadn’t before. Her hair was pinned up in a messy bun but was clearly tangled. Her lips were present in a frown. Her eyes were bloodshot. And the shirt she had on… He recognized that shirt. It was his shirt.

Freddy wasn’t even aware he’d made his way over to y/n until he heard himself speaking. “Is that my shirt?” He asked quietly, his eyes scanning her. What was she doing in his shirt? And why did it seem like she’d been crying? Were the two related?

Y/n gasped and spun quickly, her hip smacking the side of the dumpster as she unexpectedly came face-to-face with Freddy. “Oh,” She mumbled. She frantically fumbled around as she tried to clean her face and fix herself somewhat. She hadn’t expected to run into anyone while emptying her trash, much less him. Realizing her attempts were unsuccessful, she bit her bottom lip and stared at her slipper-cladded feet. “Let me go ch-… umm, sorry. Yes, sorry, it is. I’ll go change and set it by the door,” she offered, voice shaking in embarrassment. “Or, uhh, I can wash it for you first if you-“.

Freddy shook his head, brows burrowed. “That’s not why I was asking,” he admitted. He sucked in a painful breath when her eyes looked up and met his. Normally her eyes brought him such comfort and warmth. But the shimmer of unshed tears that were currently present in them broke his heart even further; which he didn’t think was possible.

“W-what?” Y/n squeaked in confusion.

“I don’t want it back,” Freddy explained, shaking his head lightly.

Y/n pursed her lips to keep them from trembling. “Oh, you don’t?” She nodded slowly. “Then… why-?”

“I…,” Freddy mumbled. He nervously licked his bottom lip. “I… I’ve dreamt of this,” he admitted breathily.

Y/n’s eyes widened and she took a tiny step back in surprise. “Y-you’ve dreamt of this?” She asked.

Freddy nodded. “Of seeing you again, yes,” he explained slowly. “Of talking to you, seeing some semblance of us,” he added, waving at his shirt she had on, “yes, I’ve dreamt of this”.

Y/n tried to steady her breathing. She couldn’t believe Freddy was here, talking to her. Much less that he had wanted this. Dreamt of it. Her mind was racing so much she couldn’t respond.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,” Freddy sighed. “Can I ask you just one question?”

When y/n nodded in acceptance, Freddy took a deep breath. “Why are.. Why did you choose to wear it?” He asked.

Y/n glanced down at Freddy’s shirt. “I.. actually, because I miss you,” she admitted quietly. His silence made her heart beat rapidly in her chest and made her queasy. She quickly spun on her heels to leave.

“Don’t you dare walk away,” Freddy rushed out. He shook his head, eyes pleading. “Not after saying what I have wanted to hear ever since that night,” he murmured.

“You… what?” Y/n paused as she faced him.

Freddy frowned. “Did you think I’d forget about us and just move on?”

Y/n broke eye contact and stared at the dingy dumpster. “I mean… you never came back,” she pointed out.

“I thought you wanted space,” Freddy defended.

“I didn’t mean to say that,” y/n pouted.

Freddy sighed. She had meant it, he knew that much. She didn’t need to lie to him about how she was feeling. “Y/n,” he frowned.

“Okay,” y/n mumbled shyly. “Okay, well I did… but I was wrong,” she argued.

“Y/n, I’m not going to force something upon -,” Freddy began.

“You’re not,” y/n rushed out, shaking her head rapidly.

Freddy looked away, unable to calm himself down while looking into y/n’s far too familiar eyes. “I can’t do this. No more beating around the bush…” He prompted, closing his eyes. “Do you not love me anymore?”

Y/n choked on a deep breath. “Of course I do,” she replied.

“Then we can talk this out, we-“ Freddy began to beg.

“F-Freddy, do you?” Y/n asked, cutting him off frantically.

“What?” Freddy questioned.

Y/n timidly met Freddy’s gaze. “Do… do you think you can love me again?” She wondered.

A small smile formed on Freddy’s lips. “Again would imply that I stopped.” Seeing y/n’s silent uncertainty, he hummed. “I never did. I just wanted us to work through this,” he stated.

“Not going to say anything?” Freddy inquired as y/n stood there silently.

“No,” y/n creaked.

Freddy’s brows furrowed. “Why not?”

“Last time I was this scared, I pushed you away and it ended,” y/n rushed out, looking away from Freddy.

“W-what?” Freddy mumbled, tilting his head to try and see y/n’s eyes.

“But, I also can’t risk agreeing only to have you leave again,” y/n rambled anxiously.

“Y/n,” Freddy cooed, “stop, go back”. He sighed softly. “What do you mean you pushed me away because you were scared …?”

“I …,” y/n cried. “Freddy,” she whispered, voice breaking.

“Can I…?” Freddy asked vaguely as he held his arms out in the shape of a hug.

“Yes,” y/n nodded. “P-please,” she whimpered, stepping closer to Freddy.

Freddy immediately closed the distance between then and took y/n into his embrace. Bloody hell, how long had he been waiting for this moment? He smiled lightly to himself when he heard her drop her garbage can to the ground as she gently rested her head on his chest.

“You were scared?” Freddy whispered in y/n’s ear. He frowned in concern when she nodded against his sternum. “About what? About living with me?” He inquired. When she simply nodded again in response, he carefully leaned back so he could look into her eyes. “I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did, we don’t have to-,” Freddy began to offer.

“No, I-,” y/n gushed. She shook her head and bit into her bottom lip. “Freddy,” she sighed, “it wasn’t that I didn’t want to… it’s just.. I was… s-s…”

“Scared?” Freddy finished for y/n. As she nodded and continued to stare at her feet, he used his thumb to tenderly tilt her chin up so he could see her eyes. “Of me?” He investigated worriedly.

“No…,” y/n trailed off, her head lightly shaking side to side.

“Then…?” Freddy pressed.

“Of me..,” y/n confessed quietly. She fiddled anxiously with her fingers.

Freddy stood silently for a moment, collecting his thoughts. “W-what?”

“I was sc-scared that if we lived together, I’d become too much,” y/n admitted with a sigh. “That you’d see something that would scare you away. That things would become too real and you’d leave, or-,” she began to ramble.

“Y/n,” Freddy hummed, tenderly taking hold of her hands to stop her fidgeting. “Nothing you could do, say, or show me, could’ve ever made me leave,” he attested.

Y/n nodded hesitantly. “That…That night..,” she mumbled.

Freddy sighed in regret. “I only left because I thought you wanted me to go. That’s the only circumstance in which I’d leave, is if that’s what you wanted,” he defended softly.

Y/n nodded. “I didn’t handle it well,” she acknowledged. “I did need… I needed a moment, but not… not this long,” she told Freddy.

Freddy nodded sympathetically. He hummed and delicately pulled y/n back to his chest. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“No, I’m s-,” y/n protested.

“Mmm, we could go back and forth for hours,” Freddy hummed. “How about instead, I grab us some y/f/d from the cafe down the street, and we can talk this over more on where we want to go from here?” He suggested nervously.

“I’d love that,” y/n admitted as she smiled softly.

“So would I,” Freddy grinned. He pressed a featherlight kiss to the top of her head. “It’s a date,” he beamed.

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musette22 · 20 days

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I've woken up very in my Stucky (and Chris & Seb) feels today (when do i never?!), and i knew exactly whose inbox to slide into to gush about the boys! 💜

I just......is it possible to feel homesick for a fictional couple? 🤔 Or for a irl super (not so) secret couple? Because thats that it feels like. Its such a deep, viceral yearing that i just kinda want to sit and stare at a wall and cry about it. But like....in a good way? Sorta? And i keep thinking back to TWS and CW era Chris & Seb and i just......I just miss and love so much, y'know?

I'm going to blame my messy feelings for the boys today (both the fictional ones and the rl ones) on my hormones, and we can just pretend that this dumpster fire of a message never happened.

I just love then so dang much, ok? 😭

My love, hello! 💜💜💜 Oh, I absolutely think that's possible because I feel it too, that homesickness and yearning, so that makes at least two of us who feel that way which has to mean it's real 🥺

It's very intensely achy, today even more so than usual for obvious reasons (happy birthday tws <33), but also kind of wonderful, right? It's just all so beautiful, Steve and Bucky's love and Chris and Seb's connection and the whole era that brought us so many amazing things and SO many feels... I miss and love so much, too, darling ❤️ There's so much joy and love all tangled up in those boys for me, and for you, and for lots of other people, and I really think that's beautiful even if it also feels a little bittersweet sometimes. And it brought us all together!

So yeah, I feel you, boo. I'm also feeling very mushy and gushy about them today (and every day) so you're not alone! Sending you all of the hugs, mwah! 😘😘

#stucky #evanstan #chris evans #sebastian stan #minnie answers

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murasaki-cha · 3 months

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So I read Serena.... wow. I'm gonna make a long post expressing my opinions because THERE ARE A LOT!! (there's pictures too!)

These are going to be just my thoughts and how I understood the story + characters so if anyone disagrees, sorry but our vibes don't match, please don't come at me.

Now first of all can they adopt me??

Ok going to be serious here (not for long) this manhwa is so good!! I have read another manhwa of Ina-nim, the author/artist, called "Black Winter" (it's amazing go check it out) so I knew this was going to have layers upon layers as a story. AND IT DID!!

The story is so complex, everyone is scheming something, no one says the full truth and you never know when you might get stabbed in the back.

I'm going to be honest, I've known about Serena since it came out and I didn't want to read it. Not because I thought the story was bad or anything, since I knew how great this author is already thanks to their previous story, but because I knew it was going to be messy. Super messy. And it is, it is a hot dumpster fire mess. And I didn't really want to deal with it since it would have been exhausting and I would have dropped it or put it on hold. But by now (chapter 72 as of the latest update) I think that it has become more "stable" to say and I found it easier to enjoy the story since I read it in one go.

I particularly loved that none of the characters were good. No one. But no one is exactly bad either. Everyone here is just gray, they're flawed, they do bad stuff, they hurt each other. No one is right or wrong. We see things form their perspective and we see their reasoning but whether we sympathise with them is up to us because, let's be real, even their thought process can be fucked up at times.

Besides Victor. Victor is pure evil. If we throw holy water at Victor he will start melting. Victor should be burned.

Now moving along let's talk about the main characters.

Starting with Serena. First of all MOTHER!!🛐-

Now Serena is the type of fl I expected to get lots of hate(and she did). She had a lover while she was married, she was way too stubborn, she thinks she's better than everyone, etc. And yeah she did all those things. She's also a very traumatised little girl who had her entire world shattered at the age of 17, had to marry a stranger and feel her worth slip through her fingers. Serena is constantly paranoid due to her past experiences and the way she's been treated. She's desperately grasping for whatever little power she can have in the begining.

Now that is not to say she's never done anything wrong. Her using Fredrick as merely a way to destress and a shield, her prejudice against Eiser simply because of his family, her thinking she deserves to be in charge even if she is unexperienced simply because she is a Serenity, her refusing to see anything from anyone's perspective but hers. She's too prideful, too stubborn, too guarded.

But she's a great businesswoman, she takes her tasks seriously and she's super intelligent. The moment she started working on the hotel she changed because she was finally in her element. That spoiled, angry Serena in the beginning was simply what the isolation had done to her, the way it had fundamentally changed her. She started seeing everything in a new light when she started learning how to manage the hotel and being more open minded while still being guarded. Serena is a perfect morally gray main character, she's flawed, she's human.

Next we have Eiser. DADDY-

I swear I'm not being biased when I say I loved Eiser SO MUCH! First things first, he is an asshole. Not gonna sugar coat it. In fact that is the sugar coating. He is quite possibly the most secretive man alive, we know exactly 3 things about his past in the last 72 chapters and I'm not even being sarcastic, that's the total amount. And that is probably what makes him so interesting as a character to me at least.

One of my favorite things about Eiser was that he didn't have any feelings about Serena in the beginning. Yeah he mostly saw her as a means to an end and felt a smidge of responsibility because of her brother, but that was it. He honestly did not care about what Serena did or thought. Eiser's only objective is to save Serenity hotel, probably fuck up his family along the way because screw them and the rest is an enigma. He doesn't do feelings, not anymore at least.

We learn from the beginning that he's not a "good guy", he's not Male Lead™ that's mean to fl to protect her or to not get close to her and his whole world revolves around her etc. He's not just this guy meant to be a love interest, he's a whole other well constructed character. He has his own goals (which we never know what they are because his thought's are more secretive and guarded than the Vatican Apostolic Archives), he follows the most efficient way to achieve those goals and that's all that matters to him. He recognized Serena's skills all along yet still thought of her as a spoiled little princess because he didn't care about knowing her, didn't need to, that wasn't going to help him.

There really isn't much development about Eiser aside his relationship with Serena (but that's a talk about further below), but that's kind of on point for him. Unlike Serena, Eiser has been doing business for years now, he knows how to run things, he knows how to work with people, he has experience and skill and friends (surprisingly). Eiser's role is more of a mentor for Serena than as someone who also needs to learn.

And last Frederick (gonna hide behind a chair real quick)

Don't come at me for this but to be 100% honest, Frederick was as interesting to me as a white sheet of paper. Most of the time he was just there. That's it. Look the man is mysterious I agree and his character would have been so so interesting but he literally gave me nothing. I swear I'm being unbiased, even if Eiser didn't exist this man would have done nothing to impact me as a reader. But I think that shows how important or how much impact he made to Serena's story.

Frederick is interesting in the fact that we don't know his role in the story. He says he's doing everything to help Serena yet will that make him an antagonist or not is yet to be revealed. Also Frederick isn't even his name??? so there's that. Unlike the first two, he appears too few times and we don't really know what's up with him. So far he has made it his main objective and like basically his personality to protect Serena from his employers.

I liked that it showed he came here with impure intentions and his own goals but ultimately he just made his entire world revolve around keeping Serena safe and that kind of bumped me. The most interesting thing about him so far right now is the mystery of his past (who he killed, what's his true identity) and whether he'll be an antagonist by the end or not.

And now we move to the most dreaded thing. The romance.

I'm gonna say it straight up, Serena x Eiser for the win. Enemies to lovers has gone and done it again and by god did I EAT IT UP!! They were mother and father fr!!

Now let me express my opinions on both couples here with actual words.

First I want to talk about Serena and Frederick. From the beginning this story did not have a love triangle, at least for me. Serena and Frederick always looked like a relationship born out of necessity (which Serena later on confirms that that's what it might have been all along). Serena craved for whatever warmth and protection she could get and Frederick became kind of a safe place for her. She essentially used Frederick as a distraction, a means of relaxation and someone to just vent. She never properly saw him as his own person or equal but as a means of escape from her struggles.

Meanwhile Frederick himself didn't exactly love Serena in a pure way. He loves her yes, but he's also obsessed with her. He feels the need to make her need him so he can stay by her side. He wants to be the only one seeing her weak and vulnerable, caging her and himself in this relationship. And the only way he knows she will be by his side is if she uses him. And the more Serena takes charge of things as head of Serenity and builds herself up, the more Frederick notices that she's slipping away from him so he desperately clings to the mission of protecting her from his employer. He even admits these himself:

Perhaps they did have something beautiful in the beginning but it slowly developed into a relationship that caged them both.

Now sit down because I'm gonna be talking about mommy and daddy (I unironcally call them that no I'm not joking) and this talk is going to be a loooong one *cracks knuckles*

Serena and Eiser were never the picture perfect couple, furthest thing from it and they were not planning on trying to change that anytime soon. They were toxic, they hurt each other and they didn't care about each other. To Eiser, Serena was just the girl he was supposed to marry to save Serenity and to Serena, Eiser was the man that took Serenity and might kill her in the future. None of them saw each other in a good light and none of them bothered to understand the other. Eiser was completely indifferent towards Serena and Serena just wanted to hurt him. Off to a great start because they were already at rock bottom so the only way to go is up!

The way their relationship developed was really natural and well paced. Everyone knows that the beauty of a good enemies to lover is the slowburn AND THE SLOWBURN WAS SLOWBURNING HERE LEMME TELL YOU! They first needed to see each other in a new lighting as equal business partners to go any further into their relationship or start trusting each other. They're both very calculative people and Eiser did see that, has always seen that, so he resulted to manipulating Serena into "competing" with him to give her the chance to properly work in the hotel. And Serena took the bait but never played right into the palm of his hand and always took charge of things her own way.

It was important for them to recognize each other's full capabilities, not just with the veil of "Grayan" or "Spoiled little princess". Most importantly it was essential for Serena to see that Eiser is in fact truly helping her family without any ulterior motives (that are harmful to her family at least) and never had any plans of taking over and eliminating her. And while Eiser was always aware of Serena's abilities and respected her as an individual, he always too disinterested in her to see how fully capable she is. One of the funniest things in my opinion was how Eiser was showering Serena with praises in his head 24/7 yet verbally he would break out in hives before complimenting her. (Istg the communication in this household died back in that carriage with Serena's family)

And that was the biggest wall that blocked them from going further with their relationship, so as soon as that was gone, well would you look at that, they can actually get along just fine and decently! And the romance just came along to them naturally.

Eiser was always drawn to Serena since he first saw her, he was always intrigued by her actions even if that left him puzzled. He always read people for his benefit, but Serena simply caught his eye every time by pure curiosity. He enjoys seeing her expressions and reactions and her journey to rising to her rightful place. Plus, Eiser always felt a kind of kinship with Serena. He saw the loss, betrayal and devastation in her and recognized it as the same as his own. The fight Serena put all these years to try and keep her place and protect what's hers is what he wished he had done all those years back and what someone had done for him when he was at his lowest. It was only after he truly got to know Serena that all these feelings started to subconsciously transform into something else, something even he isn't truly aware of.

Serena surprised me by being the first one to recognize(?), in a way, she had fallen but I'm not complaining, it was beautiful. Serena's main problem with Eiser was that she couldn't trust him, for very obvious reasons, that mans true thoughts are locked in a safe inside a safe inside another safe that happens to be inside a warehouse in Antarctica. I think the most important thing for Serena was to get to realize that Eiser was trying to truly help her family and the hotel. To me there were 3 major moments where Serena's feelings for Eiser changed: When they went to visit President Harol's mansion and he took the peaches and also defended her, when he said he'll build another hotel by the seaside during their date and when he told her he didn't hate her. All these moment helped Serena see that she had made a wrong assumption about Eiser and even though that wasn't enough to dispel all her suspicions towards him, rightfully so because Serena isn't an idiot, it made her trust him a bit more and be more comfortable around him.

Also their backstory, with Eiser being Serena's "prince" was so freaking cute. And the way she always looked for him when she went to those masquerade parties as a way of comfort, sobbing on the floor. If you go back and reread, you'll see that Serena has always been conscious of Eiser from the very start, albeit subconsciously. She always described him touching her like "The spot where he touched burned even after he had let go", or how she was conscious of being dressed "thinly" in front of Eiser but never in front of anyone else, not even Frederick. In my opinion, she had recognised Eiser as the masked prince at the time or knew subconsciously, but because of the animosity between him and her prejudice against him because he was a Grayan, she didn't want to admit it because that would admit that Eiser was anything but a simple marriage and business partner to her.

And now with the release of chapter 72, I am dreading the road in which their relationship is heading and how far back it may devolve. Like I don't blame Eiser because 1) he doesn't know about Serena's trauma 2) he saw red after seeing the way that man was hurting his wife I support the Grayan in him taking over at that moment. But unfortunately for Serena he just proved her greatest fear when it came to him, that he's still very much a Grayan no matter how much he despises them. Her reliving her childhood trauma and seeing Victor in Eiser could revert her to earlier Serena where she was always paranoid and scared of Eiser, but now with proof that he is in fact just as dangerous as she thought him to be. Worse thing is, she can't even go to Fredrick for comfort because she's suspicious of him too so she's truly alone (she has Sui but Sui was there before too and we saw the state in which Serena was in back than). This is a very complicated and simply put shit situation for them, it could possibly be one of their roughest patches in their entire relationship and it's going to take understanding from both Eiser and Serena to get over it and possibly, hopefully, truly trust each other after this. Please Ina-nim please I'm putting my trust in you!! (Ina-nim played us all like a cheep kazoo with chapter 72 like I could not have been more wrong and thank fuck for that! Never have I been so happy to be so incredibly wrong about something! War is over people cheered everyone cried tears of joy!!)

And lastly, thank you for coming to my ted talk, this entire post was just a way for me to vent all the thoughts this webtoon gave me and If you read it, good for you, I love you. As a reward have this collage of chibi mommy and daddy being silly goofy because my chosen career path requires me to have adobe illustrator and I never use it responsibly

#serena #selena #serena webtoon #serena manhwa #serena serenity #eiser leinz grayan #frederick bloom #serena x eiser #manhwa memes #manhwa #webtoon

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ozwuv · 3 months

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I would like to draw more but I find myself overthinking it and then losing motivation. So, I was wondering if you ever had a similar issue and if so what do you do to stay motivated and not overthink?

Really good question actually!

What nipped the overthinking for me was just completely dropping the planning stage of drawing. I don't put much thought into composition, colors, etc. I don't have any solid ideas of how I want things to look before I begin. Obligatory disclaimer that this is from my perspective as a hobbyist and therefore not practical for an aspiring professional, & this is gonna sound like BS but hear me out lol

Most of the time the only things I have in mind are 1. What character(s) I want to draw and 2. A vague idea of the atmosphere I want the finished product to convey. And "finished" can mean a lot of things -- a messy sketch can be finished, a fully rendered piece I spent an entire day could be finished. A common pitfall people fall into is having an impractically rigid idea of what a "finished" drawing is and subsequently what they want their art to look like, all the bells and whistles etc, when realistically your art is never going to look exactly how it did in your head. But is that really such a bad thing?

I guess the overarching concept is to just fall in love with the process and enjoy the journey rather than the destination. This obviously sounds easier than it is in reality, but imo people focus way too hard on what they're producing rather than how and why they're producing it. Other people loving what you draw and praising it is wonderful, but if you don't enjoy the process, what was the point? Drawing (and I would venture to say most other forms of art in general) becomes a chore with that mindset applied.

A lack of planning may very well mean you wind up drawing a lot of stuff that doesn't seem interesting, maybe haphazard, difficult to parse, etc, but this is all your perception. It's cliché, but there is always going to someone out there that adores something you think looks like a dumpster fire, and that applies to the things you draw too. Over time, just doing whatever you want and enjoying the process has this trickle effect that will improve your output. In the same vein, constantly overthinking will also inevitably trickles into your output. You can often tell when someone enjoyed the process of something they drew vs when it was just a slog for them to get through (at least relative to their other works).

I would venture to say that you could spend your entire life studying and could be the most technically knowledgeable person about illustration ever in the world, but if you don't genuinely love the process, your work will never be as good as it could be if you did.

If you finish something and think it looks like shit that's always a bummer, but if you had fun with it, I think that was time worth spending. I've said this before, but most of the time I only truly dislike something I've drawn when I spent any part of the process frustrated with how it was going. It's counterintuitive, but I really think that placing so much emphasis in how you want the finished product to look is what ultimately is going to make it look like shit to you.

All that being said, once you do get past that initial overthinking phase, you can start to get more specific with planning and whatnot. The key is to just stop holding onto the idea of what you want and allowing things to develop as you go. Your art will naturally improve this way since you're actually enjoying it. To me, that's what people mean when they say they can tell something was made with love.

Side note: Let go of the need to be consistent/have a developed style. Just let yourself be inconsistent. You don't need strict consistency unless you're like an animator who needs to keep characters on-model or something. Experimenting is not only way more fun, but leads to improvement and discovering new things to implement into your process/style at large.

Tl;dr just get a lil silly w it :3c

#hope this made sense i feel like it sounds like mumbo jumbo but it works for meee #yip yap #if you saw those typos no you didnt

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positivelybeastly · 2 months

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💖 Bobby Drake

How likely they are to enter a relationship with them:

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

(This is one of those things that kinda depends, waxes, and wanes, because the times when they were closest and would have been the best match for each other were also the times they were least aware of their feelings and what they meant. I think if ever there was going to be a time for it, it would have been right at the start during the O5 era, or pre-Utopia. Maybe the 90s.)

Would they…

Make the first move? Yes | No (When Hank and Bobby are friends, Hank evidently treasures that friendship with Bobby immensely, and I don't think he'd go for it - and that's assuming he's aware of his feelings! These two blockheads are so incredibly dense.)

Say “I love you” first? Yes | No (Honestly, I'm kinda surprised they never did say it to each other - as FRIENDS, yeah, right, but then again, Bobby's ability to be gay appears to be inversely related to how well Hank is written, so maybe they're just cursed.)

Cheat on them? Yes | No (Hank doesn't cheat. I refuse to believe that it's within his character.)

Be the jealous type? Yes | No (I could see it becoming a bit more of an issue with Bobby than others because Bobby was Hank's best friend before he was anyone else's, and that rigidity, that claim, could get territorial. But Hank's reasonable most of the time, so I don't think it'd be a real problem.)

Plan the dates? Yes | No (Hank has the brain cells - usually - so it's him. I could, however, see it being that Bobby's the one to push to go out more than Hank is, but Hank's the one to turn that desire into a date.)

Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No (Hank doesn't initiate. Initiation of romance is scary. This scares the Beast.)

Remember anniversaries? Yes | No (Hank will remember and he WILL tease Bobby about forgetting.)

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

(They were literally roommates, by the way. Literally.)

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

Do they stay together?

(I could see this going either way, depending on Bobby's emotional maturity when they enter a relationship. Hank can be tough to handle, his brain is his worst enemy and his best asset, and that can be hard for someone to manage at the best of times.)

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

I would like it to be noted that Hank canonically almost always calls Bobby Robert, and I write it that he drops down to Bobby if he's annoyed or feeling like he wants to put some distance - because no-one else calls Bobby Robert. That's HIS name for Bobby.

Bobby already calls Hank Hankster and Gorilla of my Dreams (gay, gay, homosexual), and I don't know what he could do to top that, tbh.

#Anonymous #less spicy shipping meme #outofmuffins #The Icebeast agenda continues!

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4-leaf-cloverr · 9 months

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omg i saw u guys allow anons.

i want to be 🧃 anon if u will let me! i like aple jose

anyways i came here to request prsk males (sorry for asking for all!) with a s/o that is similar to/siblings with mafuyu (even if not siblings w/ mafu they still act like her)

-possible 🧃 anon?

Welcome 🧃anon!! I'm so happy we're getting anons here! I also think aple jose is on top 😼

《☆ TSUKASA ☆》

○-> literally the definition of opposites attract, he's so cheery and you're empty

○-> tsukasa will definitely hug you (if you let him) while you vent to him

○-> he loves you so much he's your hype man, probably one of the reasons you're not a complete dumpster fire

《♡ TOYA ♡》

○-> if you also have family issues, you guys go over to the others house if a fight happens

○-> he listens to you vent quietly

○-> yea I can't really think of what else to put bc out of all of them toyas the one I know the least about- but yea y'all are trauma bonding 😍😍

《 ♤ RUI ♤》

○-> he invites you over to his house to stay the night if you've had a rough day and need to have a safe spot but you aren't the biggest fan of his messy room...

○-> makes you silly little contraptions to put in an aquarium (if you have one)

○-> he's also pretty smart so he knows a thing or two about the pressure that gets put on you; definitely helps you calm down before tests

《◇ AKITO ◇》

○-> prolly like rui with the aquarium thing, but he buys you stuff for it

○-> he's definitely gonna act like he's not about to burst into tears every time you vent he's literally one of those people who start crying if someone he loves starts crying imo

○-> if you don't want to help him it's fine, but he needs you if he wants to pass a test you're so smart 💀

#hoshii writes #pjsk x reader #project sekai x reader #project sekai fluff #akito shinonome #rui kamishiro #toya aoyagi #tsukasa tenma #pjsk #akito x reader #rui x reader #toya x reader #tsukasa x reader #I'm not mafuyus biggest fan but I relate to her in some ways so I hope this looks good #Aple jose 🧃

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inklessletter · 9 months

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I am polishing both my general art account and my personal one (this is going to be come an emotional dumpster, I already know that) and I hope I can share the blogs this week with you.

I am so excited about this, I will finally manage to organize my posts. It's going to give me mental peace, I just know that.

At least I won't judge my messy ass so hard all the time.

#inklessletter #sideblogs #art account #personal account

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thegirlwhorideslikeasamurai · 5 months

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Writing in spite of everything

I had planned to post a writing update earlier, but over the weekend, I had several days in a row where I couldn't focus and only squeezed out a few messy scenes and ended up feeling miserable.

Granted, the lack of focus resulted from factors I could hardly influence like my last day of work before two weeks of holidays and watching a nail-biting figure skating competition (Cup of China 2023) that tore a hole of several hours into my writing schedule as I had to watch the events while they happened. Not to mention the hours afterwards until I had calmed down and could at least try to write again.

On those 3 days, I wrote in total about as much as I would write on a day of complete hyperfocus. We are talking about word counts, which for most writers would be like a lot. For me, if I have the whole day for writing those numbers are a sign of abysmal focus, which means that writing turns into an ordeal. I'm the kind of person who can go into hyperfocus and see the scene I'm writing in its entirety and live inside the characters, the next scenes and the whole grander scheme of things and go crazy with it. On such days, I can write 10k+ and feel refreshed, elated, and as if I've just woken from a dream when it's over. It's THE writing experience for me.

At least it was until a few years ago. Changes in my day job, social media, and the almost always present weltschmerz of this world having turned into a dumpster fire of hatred and ignorance have destroyed that ability for me. Ironically, in these times, I need to be able to focus like that more than ever in order to stay mentally healthy. Staying focused at a moderate level is already a battle I don't tire to engage in, hoping to eventually experience hyperfocus again (the good news for neurodivergent folks is: you can relearn it!).

It's less the lower word count but the lack of focus that messes with me and bothers me so much. On days where I write only a fraction of what I can create in hyperfocus, my brain is a fragmented mess and my texts have poor characterisation, poor prose, no details or context, and lots of redundant dialogue. Or in other words: it's a mess and I end up being frustrated because I couldn't tap that well inside me that releases that which makes the magic happen.

This NaNoWriMo, my main goal was to regain that focus to somewhat degree. Although setbacks are to be expected, they upset me as they pull me back to a place where I mentally don't want to be. And even worse, in those situations, I'm more vulnerable and more aware of my weaknesses as a writer. So, it's no surprise I started feeling again that my writing is inferior trash that people forget once they're done reading if they are reading it at all (I'm not talking about drafts but completed and fully revised stories). I am keenly aware that I'm not the kind of writer whose writing is well-loved because my stories lack a certain indefinable something I was never able to figure out. (I'm not even sure of that as I have only one completed story on AO3 and it's not the one I love most and I still haven't processed the fact that it was the first that made readers stay until the end whereas for my two most loved stories readers dwindled away or stayed away completely) And as I wrote before in a different post, this creates a feeling of isolation as I connect with other people through my stories which are written with love. In addition to that I had to read another take that made me feel invalidated as the kind of writer that I am, and voilà--the shit hit the fan.

The last two days went better and I'm feeling a bit more confident now, although far from great. This NaNo feels different from all the NaNos I did before and I believe that this plays an additional role. For now, I will continue writing and removing sources that distract me and train my brain to stay focused on one thing for a longer period of time again, and see if this will improve things.

#jen's mind vomit

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kindan-no-kanojo · 8 months

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(@bluebird-dolly-bride)

A Less Spicy Shipping Meme

Send a 💖 and I’ll tell you what a relationship would be like with my character

How likely they are to enter a relationship with them:

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Scarlett doesn't actively seek a romantic relationship, but that doesn't mean she will avoid it when she inevitably finds herself stuck in a wave of Feelings™. She's just a little (very) reluctant about it, and I can see her constant playful teasing towards Cassie eventually stop being all fun and games lol. If you give her time to understand what's going on and come to terms with it, she'd likely be in a relationship with Cassie. It's at 7 and not higher because if by then things don't look very bright or Cassie is too confused, she just wouldn't push it to save both more pain. In short: she would if she's certain none of them will regret it 😔

Would they…

Make the first move? Yes | No

Honestly, Scarlett would probably make an accidental move that triggers a spark and then she will panic when she doesn't know how to put out the fire JDSJJS.

Say “I love you” first? Yes | No

She definitely shows her love in other ways, but it will take her quite a lot of time to say the words.

Cheat on them? Yes | No

And throw everything they worked for away? Nope.

Be the jealous type? Yes | No

Scarlett is possessive by default LOL So while she wouldn't make a scene in public out of jealousy, she would make herself present if someone looks into Cassie's direction or tries to make a move on her, to let them know that she's taken.

Plan the dates? Yes | No

It was going to be another yes and no but after Cassie's birthday interaction I think she'd end up choosing herself when Cassie can't decide or has many ideas at once JDKFJF.

Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No

Surprise? At this point in time, Scarlett is able pick up the hints that suggest that Cassie is one of those. One of those people who actually consider kisses meaningful and important, like a freak (?) JDKDK nah but basically driven by the fear (or maybe just unnecessary anxiety) of being rejected, she will wait for Cassie to either initiate or allow it.

Remember anniversaries? Yes | No

Another case of after all they worked for!? The least she could do is make the date special. Also she literally can't forget anything so (?).

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

Cassie and her gay panic and Scarlett and her love panic will make this VERY complicated JFKDNF and the star-crossed lovers one will make sense in the last point.

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

Do they stay together?

I'M SORRY FOR THE SUDDEN ANGST and it doesn't have to end like this but hear me out. 1. Scarlett doesn't necessarily have to snap, but if she does (like from feeding off Cassie several times, if that ever happens), her presence could be dangerous (and triggering?) for Cassie, and the backlash of her realization could be shocking too. This can be avoided ofc but also, 2. Cassie is still a human and Scarlett doesn't age 😭 so eventually the angst of every immortal x mortal relationship may sink in. Though maybe we won't be here to see it (?). That's why I thought about the star-crossed lovers possibility, but at least they will have some peace (someday) after the hell they went through before they met ;_;

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

Scarlett's boring ass considers that calling her 'Cassie' is already affectionate as opposed to 'Cassandra' lmao. Other than that she would use traditional pet names (dear/sweetie), or just playfully calling her lady/girl/missy. ...With a 'My' before it 🏃🏻‍♀️

And Cassie calling her Letty is so cute T_T idk what Cassie would call her but for some reason I imagine her using food nicknames like pumpkin or peachie JDKDKS

#📭asklett #scarlett wakahisa #cassandra bleucœur #bluebird-dolly-bride #i pray for the day these girls get a break 😭#you did the wholesome spicy version i do the angsty one 🗿 (?#🐤. bluecrow #🎀cassie #💖Ships

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saccharii · 1 year

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My Opinions on Dream’s Canon Romantic Relationships:

(Spoilers) (Don’t take this too seriously)

Nada - A dumpster fire that lasted like, what, a day? Two days? Nada lost her whole damn kingdom, fucking died, and got sent to hell for 10,000 years when Dream went full Nice Guy and couldn’t accept her rejection. Basically a woman gets punished for a man’s shitty behavior. I’m glad she slapped him. At least the sex was good? 😐

Calliope - Seemed to be a decent but not great marriage for most of it. Ended messily. Fortunately it was the normal kind of messy divorce and not, you know, being thrown in hell. She’s the mother of what seems to be Dream’s only child, and disagreed with his parenting. Probably for good reason. No idea how a Muse/Endless union produced a mortal.

Killalla of the Glow - Dream’s oldest known relationship. They seemed to be pretty happy together, though Dream was waaaay more into her than she was into him. Shockingly, Dream wasn’t responsible for this relationship ending. In contrast to Dream’s other exes, her life after Dream was pretty good.

Alianora - While we don’t actually see why they broke up, I’m gonna go ahead and believe both Alianora and Desire when they say that it’s Dream’s fault. This woman was literally hand picked by Desire for Dream and saved Dream and the Dreaming, only for Dream to be a shitty boyfriend (husband?). At least she got a skerry and a dreamstone out of it. That’s kind of like alimony, right?

“That female on—what’s that pretty plane with all the twinkly lights? You know where I mean.” - Never shows up in the comics, but Desire says “what [Dream] put her through wasn’t pretty at all” and, yeah, that tracks.

Thessaly - Thank fucking god we didn’t have to see this relationship on page. Thessaly is a fascinating character but an awful person. They were apparently sickeningly in love, but Thessaly was smart enough to realize that the relationship was Definitely Hurtling Towards Something and bounced. The real victims here are the residents of the Dreaming. They had to put up with post break up Dream.

HONORABLE MENTION:

Nuala - Girl, you are so lucky Dream never returned your feelings. You dodged a bullet. There is no way that relationship would have ended in anything but disaster.

#the sandman #dream of the endless #nada #thessaly the witch #alianora #killalla of the glow #nuala #calliope #nuala is on this list because I love her #in conclusion:#if your relationships are so bad that literal laws are passed to mitigate the damage #maybe you should look inside yourself #tldr dream’s a bad boyfriend avoid at all costs #no wonder desire doesn’t like dream

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thesmokingguns · 2 years

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Dumpster (short)

MINORS DNI. 18+

“Y/N!” You heard Nikki calling you from the back of the tour bus and frowned, not really wanting to know what he wanted but knowing he’d keeping yelling for you until you came.

Pushing yourself off the couch yoh made your way to the back of the bus, regretting coming into Nikki’s bus for this leg of the tour. You had been invited with Tommy’s wife but you were sick of hearing him fuck her every night so when Nikki offered you to stay on his bus you gladly accepted.

The only problem was that Nikki had been non stop hitting on you for the last three weeks and you had walked in on him jerking off at least twice during that time. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind he was going to make a move tonight.

“What Sixx?” You pushed open his door where you saw him, legs spread, stroking his cock as he looked at you, “Fucking really ?”

“Cmon. I’m gonna blow my load. Put your mouth on it for me.” Your nose crumbled and you shook your head at him.

Nikki waited for you to walk out but instead you were standing in the doorway, eyes watching the way he was stroking himself. The attention making it harder for him not to cum.

“Let me fuck your.” You shook your head no again and he growled, the feral sound making shivers run up and down your spine as you made eye contact with him. “At least pull down your top and let me cum on your tits!” He was growing desperate, the top of his cock aching red as he knew he was about to cum.

“No. That’s too messy.” He was surprised you answered but that just gave him more hope.

“Get on the bed and bend over. I’m going to put the tip in and cum in your ass.” You blinked, cheeks pink as you got on the bed, shifting your pajama bottoms down.

Nikki couldn’t believe you agreed but was quick to bend you over. The warm spit hit your ass and you felt his thumb, roughly pushing in like crude lube towards your hole.

He was smirking at the gasp of surprise you made as he grabbed your ass, dick between the cheek as she he fucked them. His balls dragged across your cunt as you laid there on hands and knees at his mercy.

Finally he shifted, tip of his cock pressing into you as you shifted. Nikki’s hand went to your hip, steadying you as he watched the tip of his cock vanish into your tightness.

“That’s a good girl.” He praises, rocking slowly so just the tip of his cock is inside you.

He’s using you like his own personal cum dunpster and you don’t have to wait long for the feeling of his cum, to warm and sticky filling you. It’s embarrassing how turned on you are as he’s moaning as he sues your ass, pulling his cock out to wipe it like a towel on your ass.

He’s pulling up your pants, smacking your ass as you finally get the hint and get up.

“Y/N.” You turn in the doorway, feeling the cum start to leak out of you now as you try to clench it inside. “Tomorrow morning, I’m fucking your pussy.” He says it matter of fact and you just nod your head.

“Goodnight Nikki.” And you close the door, waddling to the small bathroom to clean up, wishing you had went into his room sooner.

#nikki sixx #Nikki Sixx fanfic

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wordsvomit101 · 1 month

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7. Crooked ribbon

(1 year after the death of Mr and Mrs Lee)

After a long and dreary winter, spring finally made its welcome arrival, and the month of March ushered in a new start for both Minhyeok and Raon in middle school. As the days grew longer, the skies that once held the dull gray of winter now cleared up, allowing the warm sunshine to peek through.

People left their heavy winter coats as the temperature rose, and the air took on a refreshing crispness. The sound of birds chirping joyfully in the trees provided a sweet melody, while the sight of flowers beginning to bloom painted a stunning picture. It was as if new life was breathing into everything around them.

Minhyeok couldn't help but feel energized by the atmosphere of it all, the last year had been rough on everyone around him after, well, the loss of the two people he could consider as second parents.

Raon had and still has a hard time dealing with the absence of her parents but thankfully she seems to get better from handling the loss as life comes back to her eyes more lately.

"Minhyeok, please go and bring Raon downstairs if you both don't want to be late," his mom called out. She was preparing some light snacks for both of them. Minhyeok had already turned off the air conditioner and opened the curtains in Raon's room, but she might still be curled up in her blanket.

"On it!" This is not the first time he has done this. He knew Raon all too well, and her sleeping habits were nothing short of abysmal, she would likely get herself in more trouble with the school if Minhyeok didn't always drag her out of bed on time.

At least his efforts keep both of their academic records blemish-free.

Minhyeok pushed open the door to Raon's room and was surprised to see her already dressed in her school uniform, with her ribbon half-tied.

The early morning light that filtered through the window cast a soft glow on her face, which still looked sleepy and barely awake. It was a beautiful sight, and he wouldn't deny that his heart skipped a beat at it.

It doesn't stop him from teasing her though, "Wow, someone's feeling quite energetic today, isn't she?", he said as he approached her bag to check if she had everything ready for the day.

Raon, with heavy eyelids, shot him a sleepy glare as she continued to brush her hair. Her movements were sluggish and lethargic as if the simple task was taking all of her energy.

"I know you set up multiple alarms in my phone, you asshole", she mumbles grumpily, glaring him down as if she is being generous to a peasant. Minhyeok let out a laugh as he remembered his little antics last night before giving her an insincere apology.

"Sorry, sorry. It certainly did make you wake up, isn't it? Besides, did you enjoy yourself with that new 'horrible' novel you found?", he checked it out later, and apparently, it was mostly a drama and romantic comedy story with a bit of sci-fi time travel element.

"You know me and my brother can hear your profanities through the wall tearing the poor author down", he can still hear the stream of curses from last night as he tried to hold back his laugh with his brother shook his head and chuckled fondly at the girl's colorful use of words before going back to his studies.

Raon seems to be awake right away at the mention of her new fixation of the week as she finishes pulling her hair up in a messy bun and now focusing on her ribbon. Not a bit of regret that she wasted her sleep over it. A stubborn trait he wishes she could change but can't help but find it quite cute.

"Ha! Calling it horrible is too weak of a word for that dumpster fire! I still can't believe that the so-called 'clever and insightful' heroine would choose to break things up with the man, who is CLEARLY, head over heels for her, just because he had an ex-fiance whom he broke out of the arranged marriage FOR HER! Stupid! Absolutely Ridiculous!", more awake than ever, the girl went on even more tirades and insults at the author and the novel while angrily trying to tie her ribbon properly.

While he wouldn't mind listening to her rage-fueled criticisms, it best that they reserved it for another time.

"Be gentle with the thing, or else you might tear it off", he gave her an amused look and finished checking her bag, putting in another notebook for her just in case.

When Raon saw herself in the mirror, she looked at herself in annoyance and planned to just let her crooked ribbon be, not that Minhyeok let her, "Come here, give me the ribbon, we wouldn't want to show the school your funny look on the first semester", she huffed and handed him her ribbon.

Reaching over her shoulders, Minhyeok carefully took the ends of the ribbon in his hands and brought them together, his fingers deftly moving as he created a perfect knot. Raon watched, her eyes wide with wonder. For a cynical person, she is adorably easy to be impressed by many things, even by this, despite years of him doing it for her.

Her expression did make him a little proud of himself, the activity is repetitive, but he enjoys doing it till now. Minhyeok's movements were fluid and graceful, like a dance. As he tightened the knot, he gently tugged on the ends of the ribbon, creating a neat bow. It was the perfect finishing touch to her uniform.

"Done, now let's head downstairs," he said with a smile. "Eomma is already making breakfast and some light snacks for us. And my old man will be driving us to school today. Also, Hyung left earlier this morning"

As they made their way downstairs, he took her bag and carried it with him out of instinct. Raron's eyes were still fixed on the neat bow that Minhyeok had tied for her, something she had been trying to replicate on her own but had not yet been successful at doing. The bow was perfectly symmetrical, with each loop and knot crafted with precision.

When they entered the dining room, the air was filled with the delicious scent of miyeok guk, banchan of doraji namul, gosari namul, and sigeumchi namul along with kimchi. The table was set with two small bowls of rice, utensils, and glasses, all neatly arranged. Mrs. Kim greeted them with a warm smile.

"Good morning, dears. Also, Raon, you're up early today!" she said cheerfully. "Breakfast is ready, so take a seat. Be quick now, your Appa is waiting for the both of you." "Thanks, Eomma" "Thank you, Ajumma"

As they settled down in the union, Minhyeok and Raon savored their breakfast in the cozy embrace of the morning sun. The soft, golden rays filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow that enveloped the room, creating a serene and inviting ambiance. Amidst the peaceful surroundings, both of them exchanged pleasantries and engaged in light conversation, enjoying the peaceful start to their new day.

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End notes:

Miyeok guk is a traditional Korean seaweed soup made with miyeok (also known as wakame in Japanese), a type of edible seaweed. Miyeok guk is commonly consumed in Korea as a comfort food and is especially popular for its nutritional benefits, particularly for postpartum mothers due to its high content of vitamins and minerals. It's also enjoyed as a simple and nourishing dish for any occasion.

Banchan refers to a variety of small side dishes served alongside cooked rice in Korean cuisine. These side dishes can range from pickled vegetables, seasoned greens, kimchi, tofu, fish cakes, and more. Banchan is an essential component of a Korean meal, adding a diversity of flavors, textures, and nutritional elements to the dining experience. It's common for restaurants to serve several types of banchan, allowing diners to customize their meals and enjoy a wide array of tastes.

Doraji namul, gosari namul, and sigeumchi namul are Korean side dishes made from vegetables like bellflower root, fernbrake, and spinach, respectively. They're blanched or stir-fried, then seasoned with soy sauce, sesame oil, garlic, and sesame seeds. These namul dishes are commonly served as part of banchan, offering a variety of flavors and textures to complement main dishes and rice in Korean meals.

"Appa" is a Korean term that translates to "dad" or "father" in English. It's a warm and affectionate way to address one's own father or to refer to someone else's father respectfully.

#what in hell is bad #whb #whb minhyeok #whb mc #whb oc #a nice break from the angst tbh #these two are in middle school this time #idk much about minhyeok's older brother in canon but I headcanon him to be at least older than minhyeok and raon by 3 years #minhyeok and raon are currently 14 in this so this which make minhyeok's brother 17 years old by the age system in Korea

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rissararity · 1 month

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Mercy Rose - (Steve Rogers/oc)

Chapter one:

Word count: 806

Fifteen year old Mira covered her ears as she listened to the neighbor get beaten up by bullies again. She wished she could help like Bucky but she was far smaller than the boys at least two years her senior that assaulted her wispy friend.

When the scuffle finally ended and the rowdy boys left, she scuttled over as fast as she could without drawing attention.

Her lips turned down as she found Steve half conscious, and hanging out of a dumpster he was too short to get out of alone. His face was swollen, lip cut and he was getting a black eye.

He squinted at the his younger neighbor as she approached, “You should really wait for Bucky to get out of work before you go startin’ trouble.” She scolded, stepping onto a ledge on the dumpster to get closer to his face.

“I’m fine, I could do this all day.” He lied.

“I can’t get you out of here, but I can get in.”

“W-wha?” he quickly closed his eyes as her skirt rose up her legs, keeping them firmly shut until she hit the trash beside him.

“Now we’re b-both stuck.” He looked dizzy as he mumbled. In a blink she was pushing herself under his shoulder, easily taking his minimal weight and helping him ease down to sit on the trash before he fell over.

“My aunt is spending the day with the Gals, won’t be back until later. I heard something in here and I knew it was juuuust slightly bigger than a raccoon.” She teased, getting a weak grin and eye roll.

“And I came prepared” she showed him they grey, cloth purse she wore across her body. “But first, um…want some…help?” she wiggled her fingers, making his injured lips quirk up a little. “I didn’t want to ask…but yes, Darlin, I do.”

She blushed as he called her that, leaning forward and very gently placing her thumb over the slit in his lip, closing her eyes to focus.

Steve closed his eyes before the pink and silver light of her magic made them sting. It always flared when she started, then it would lower to an appropriate idle.

He couldn’t help the small whimper of relief when she took her hand back. “How about I work on that shiner?” she asked.

He didn’t say anything but turned his head for her to place her palm delicately over his bruises. A sigh passed through his lips as the painful throbbing in his eye and head stopped. After taking her hand back, she passed him an old but clean Whiskey bottle filled with water- taking the cap off first as he would likely struggle.

She was young- her magic was limited to areas she was making physical contact with so his body still screamed at him.

Still, he couldn’t have been more grateful for Mira. They’d grown up together as neighbors, most of the kids refused to play with sickly little Steve, or eventually got bored that he couldn’t run or climb and ditched him.

But Mira McPherson was always there.

Bucky lived a bit farther away, and split his time somewhat equally between the two groups of kids before eventually picking the little blondes that needed him.

Mira was two years younger than the boys, though that didn’t stop her from mothering them the best she could. She always kept tissues, a sewing kit and a first aid kit in her purse, scolded Bucky for his messy hair and straightened Steve’s tie.

She lived with her spinster aunt who never had a child of her own, two houses down from the Roger’s family. They moved in when she was seven, and the boys were nine and ten – friends ever since.

Mira watched Steve drink and put the bottle on his lap, a gentle look in her eye. His eyes were glassy, cheeks pink with embarrassment. The bags shuffled as she got on her knees on one to be over him and began to pick the leaves out of his hair. Soon she was just running her fingers through it, scraping his scalp in a way that sent tingles across it.

His eyes slipped closed as he focused on that feeling instead of the bruising forming all over his body.

“Here, let me-“ she helped him scoot a little and slid to sit between Steve’s footprint covered back and the dumpster wall.

“But your dress-“

She shushed him.

“Rest for a while, Stevie. I’ll wake you when Bucky gets here.”

She lightly guided him to rest his head on her chest, ear over her heart. Both of her arms wrapped around the frail boy, resting her cheek on the top of his soft hair while using her powers spot clean any visible bruises she could reach.

#marvel fanfiction #captain america fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x oc #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers fic

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