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fishofthewoods · 4 days

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Oh my god I woke up this morning and my Stardew Valley meta post had almost 150 notes????? Hello?????????? Anyways I started writing this last night because @moon-is-pretty-tonight left nice tags on the original so thank you so much!!

We know from the starting scenes of the game that the farmer's grandfather loved Stardew Valley. So why did he leave? Pelican Town is a good place to grow old; George and Evelyn are just fine. It's a fine place to raise a kid, but maybe he just wanted to raise his child closer to real schools and other children.

Or maybe, just maybe, he understood.

Was there a day when he was in his thirties where he looked at his friends and realized they weren't like him? That he could run faster than them, work longer, explore deeper into the hidden places of the valley?

Was there a day when he went to the wizard to ask him for help, for knowledge if nothing else? Did he learn then that his family was different? Special? Chosen? And how did he react? He couldn't possibly raise a child in the valley if they would be as strange and fey as him. He had to leave. There was no other way.

But years later, on his deathbed, did he regret that choice?

Is that why he gave the farmer the letter?

Is that why they went back home?

When the farmer steps off the bus that first day, the valley is still on the cusp of winter, just barely tipping over into spring. The flowers are starting to bloom, but a chill still hangs in the air. As soon as the farmer's boots touch the soil there's a change. The air gets warmer. The trees get greener. Not by too much, not all at once, but it changes.

The junimos watch the farmer as they do their work. They're new to farming, but take to it with frightening speed; their first batch of crops is perfect. None of the townsfolk tell them that parsnips don't normally grow in less than a week, that cauliflowers don't grow to be ten feet tall, that fairies don't visit when the sun goes down and grow potatoes and beans and tulips overnight. The junimos talk amongst themselves in their strange, wild language, and agree: this is the one. They're back. The valley recognizes its own, even when they've left for a generation. The farmers have come home.

Things change fast in the valley. The community center, empty and decrepit for so many years, is rejuvenated. (Lewis says it was abandoned only a few weeks after the farmer's grandfather left. Strange coincidence, he says, that it both came and went with the farmer's family.) The mines and the quarry, similarly abandoned, are explored for the first time in ages. The town becomes cleaner, brighter, more vibrant, happier.

And it is happier. Not just the environment, but the people. It's the talk of the town for weeks when Haley does her first closet purge. Leah's art show in the town square is a huge success. Shane's smiling for the first time since he moved to the valley. All of them, when asked, say it's all thanks to the farmer.

People love to ask why Lewis didn't fix the community center on his own. Why Willy never repaired the boat to ginger island. Why Abigail or Marlon never went down to fix the elevator in the mines, or why Clint didn't fix the minecarts.

But isn't it so much more interesting to ask how those things were there in the first place? How they got so broken down? If the stories the townspeople tell are true, the valley was once a beautiful place, flourishing and full of life; why did that change? When did it change?

Was it when the farmer's grandfather, the locus of the valley, its chosen representative, left town?

And if so, what happens when the farmer comes back?

#lich says shit #stardew valley #stardew farmer #sdv #my writing #Hope y'all enjoyed!#I'm thinking about developing this into. Like. An actual Fan Fiction. Still sort of short-form but like with more detail?#LMK if you'd be interested to see that! Also if you want to be tagged in future installations of this please just let me know :)#I'm super into this version of the farmer as like. Blessed and cryptic child of the valley with all the strange behavior that entails #If i DO write a more in-depth version of this it'll be from the perspective of someone in town #maybe Leah? She seems like she'd be the one to notice the farmer being Odd. Either that or I'll do it from the perspective of multiple--#--different people to get their unique insights and stuff #I'd also want to dig into like #The family history of the farmer. And what that's like.#Because like why did grandpa leave?#He clearly loved the valley #So why didn't he stay?#Why did he give the deed to his grandchild and not his literal child?#And is it a coincidence that everything in the valley went downhill when he left?#I don't think so.

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breakbeatbun · 9 months

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y'all have gotta learn to act normal about other people's characters

just bc you think they're hot doesn't mean the person who made them wants to know if, or how, you'd fuck them. i feel like that's common sense. it doesn't make it OK now just because it's not a real person you're sexualizing. you don't know what they mean to the person who made them, and if you do, well what the fuck, then.

#please excuse me i've just noticed really often lately #the way people will comment nasty nasty stuff on art and i have to wonder like #are you sure that the artist is cool w/ that? are you sure already that the person who owns or made that character is cool with that?#idk i had to watch a couple people oversexualize the characters from a friend's very personal & emotional game they made about trauma #i posted a turnaround of a model i did for a friend in a discord server and someone called it “the boykisser” just bc it was a cat?#like. do you know who the character is? do you know who owns the character? do you understand the context they're from?#if not. why would you say that to/about them.#ik those instances occured on their own and don't really warrant a whole post #but I've been seeing some REALLY uncomfy comments thrown at people's art every here and there #and i think some of y'all are forgetting how to behave for real.#this post & tags are a little half-baked i'm just kinda sick of seeing it. be normal. leave a nice comment or something

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lynzishell · 4 months

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As summer turned to Autumn and the days got colder and shorter, Phoenix and Dawn found themselves shifting focus to their careers. They both earned big promotions that led to higher stress and longer hours. With less time to see each other during the week, they made the most of what small pockets of time they could… like their 15 minutes over coffee in the mornings.

Phoenix, who has been working for the San Myshuno Human Rights Commission, is now heading the Department for Housing and Community Development. At first, he was excited and had big plans for the future of the city. Unfortunately, it seems the more power he is given to make a positive impact, the more he runs into roadblocks and red tape. The stress and frustration started taking a toll.

To cope with the stress, he began spending more time in Mt. Komorebi where he’d go snowboarding with his friends the way he used to before Kiyoshi ever presented the idea of climbing the mountain.

Nothing like the rush of flying down the slopes and landing massive jumps to get your mind off things, I suppose.

Meanwhile, Dawn has been working for the Dreamer Foundation as an Event Planner. She organizes many of their fundraising events, and they’ve been doing so well that she’s started putting together more prestigious events for their larger donors. This, of course, comes with its own kind of stress and frustration.

Rather than take off for the mountains though, she felt like she needed to make time to slow down and breathe. So, she started getting into wellness activities like yoga and meditation.

Oh! Also, Atlas and Asher started coming over every Sunday to join them for dinner...

...and to watch the latest season of Somnium.

All four of them are now fully invested in the series. (how could they not be with a genius creator like @rebouks)

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#autumn #figured this was a good opportunity to give y'all an update on their careers #i don't talk about them much but they're each in different branches of the politician career #the details aren't super relevant to the story so just giving you the 'need to know' stuff #tho Phoenix's career will be more relevant a bit later #👀#ne way gotta love a somnium moment #do you know this scene?#do you know why phoenix is yelling at the tv?#also there are a few small details in those last two screenies that made me absolutely giddy #mostly because the parallels were unintentional lol #curious if anyone but me will notice #wow i don't think i've ever rambled so much in the tags #ok bye <3 #ts4 #ts4 simblr #ts4 story #sims 4 #sims 4 storytelling #sims 4 challenge #starsignchallenge #starsignlegacychallenge #gen1 aries #aries pt3 #phoenix realta #dawn stephens #atlas stephens #asher goode #somnium by rebouks

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gregoryeddiesgoldchain · 2 months

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just once this season i need to see barbara or ava defending janine to melissa cause it's getting on my nerves actually

#those are her main confidants when it comes to making fun of her so obv it would mean the most coming from them #like sure she can be snarky if that's her personality but i feel like the further along we go the more these janine digs are unwarranted #it doesn't even have to be a big moment i just want someone to be like #girl hush and leave janine alone #ya know?#epecially cause her and barbara have come so far in their relationship like stand up for your girl to your girl #idk i don't think it's unrealistic lol #like when melissa was like oh i was ignoring janine i didn't notice she was pregnant? even barb took a step back like girl HUH #just thoughts #anyway i was supposed to be asleep but i'm still up and thinking about this show lol #abbott elementary #abbott elementary spoilers #not really a spoiler but still lol just in case #not tagging melissa tho cause y'all be doing a whole lot #janine teagues #ae s3

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dragonsongmakhali · 5 months

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alright xiv folks I've made myself curious. what is your Thing in gposes?

Not necessarily what you're best at but like. What are you drawn to the most when you're looking at gposes? I'll go first.

Mine is expressions. I'm obsessed with expression work, like how the tiniest details can completely change the emotion you're trying to portray. I love to look at a face and try and figure out what gimbals OP has messed with to get it that way! It's a fun puzzle that can sometimes give me ideas to try when I go posing next.

What about y'all? What sparks joy for you personally?

#ffxiv #ff14 #ffxiv gpose #ok that's the organizational tags out of the way #runners up for me include lighting/color balance as well as overall composition. but expressions are my passion #since i notice it so much it's also a favorite compliment. a friend told me i do good expressions and i still think about it months later #definitely not going to use this as a way to focus things to compliment on for each of y'all's poses nooo #expect a timezone reblog or two for this guy i don't make the rules #the mun speaks

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finnpeach · 2 months

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Hunt

(T/HRONE OF GLAS$ SPOILERS AHEAD! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ PAST Q/UEEN OF SHADOW$ BE WARNED!)

My love for R/owan is boundless, and the series would be infinitely better if he was sick.

This is a multi-part fic of A/elin and R/owan training on a mountain and YEAH! HE HAS A COLD!

not much sneezing yet but it will come I promise

likes comments reblogs always loved and giggled over <3

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Aelin stalks through the underbrush with lethal silence. Leaves covered with dew from the early morning mist streak across her face, dotting her cheeks. Her prey, a mountain hare the size of her head, nibbles on the sparse grass a few yards away.

She knocks her arrow, slipping in a breath. She can’t wait to see the look on Rowan’s face when she brings back a hare this size. Slowly, she pulls the bowstring back, kissing against her face. The hare turns, startled, breaths coming fast. Now or never–

“hh’rZzSHHh’uh!”

Aelin gasps at the sound that echoes around the mountain. It cracks like a whip, scaring even the crows nesting in trees. The hare takes off and she desperately releases the arrow after her prey. The point finds its home in the thick trunk of a tree rather than the soft neck of the hare.

There goes breakfast. Her stomach growls pitifully. Seething, she rises from the brush and goes to retrieve her arrow.

Five minutes later, Aelin stalks back to the makeshift camp she and Rowan had assembled the night before. The Fae prince had forced her to run from the castle to these distant mountains, shifting in and out of her Fae form to master control, where he then informed her they would be camping for a week out in the elements. And she was to hunt their every meal in between training.

It was a pathetic time, especially with the rain that has settled across the mountain. Damp and cold to her bones, Aelin approaches their campsite. Rowan, appearing much drier than she, sits by the fire she had sparked earlier that morning. He looks oddly run down, like he hadn’t slept much the night before.

Aelin is sure he hadn’t. The mountains were too misty to sleep outside without waking up damp, so they had packed just one tent to keep their baggage light. Lying beside Rowan, last night she had been the private audience to his tossing and turning, grumbling, and finally his snoring.

“You fucking bastard. You scared off breakfast,” she hisses as she approaches, throwing her bow and bundle of arrows down by the tent. Rowan does not look up from the dagger he cleans in his hands.

“And how – snf! – pray tell, did I scare breakfast from here?” He grumbles. Aelin catches the way he sniffles thickly, his nostrils twitching up with the force of it.

She drops her satchel, full of only a bundle of pathetic berries. “You sneezed.” She tries not to give in the warmth that pools in her lower stomach at the memory of the sound. It’s the first time she had ever heard him sneeze, and she was not disappointed. “For someone so keen on silence, I expected you’d know how to sneeze more quietly.”

Rowan doesn’t even grace her taunting with a reply, or a snarl. He just continues rubbing a cloth down the length of his dagger. Strange. He must be feeling really tired if he didn’t bother to punish her for such a remark.

She sits down across from the fire, on a log they’d rolled over so they didn’t sit on wet grass. Feigning interest in destemming the berries she’d picked, she studies him through the crackling flames.

His white hair is loose around his shoulders, creating a curtain that shields the dark tattoo running along his tan face. The tips of his Fae ears poke out just behind the white strands. After weeks of training with him, sleeping out in the elements beside him, she’s learned that he prefers to tie his hair up. It’s so rare to see him with it down.

“More hand to hand combat training today, or magic training?” She asks, breaking the silence that is only marred by the crackling flames.

Rowan sets the dagger aside. “Your job was to hunt. And since you still haven’t caught anything, your job is still to hunt.” He settles his sharp green eyes on her, brows set. If he didn’t piss her off so much, she might actually tremble under his gaze.

She raises her palms in defeat. “Fine, fine. But if you sneeze and scare off my prey again, I won’t be sharing the catch with you.” Even if she’d very much like for him to sneeze again, she’d rather eat first.

In one swoop, she picks up her bow and arrows and satchel again before setting off. With her Fae senses, she could scent a herd of deer in the southwest. Now that would show Rowan. Perhaps she’d bring back a buck, and spear him with its antlers.

As soon as she leaves the camp, nearly out of earshot, she hears the same thunderstrike from before. Perhaps Rowan had been waiting for her to leave.

“hhzjHSHHhieWw!”

A shiver runs down her spine as more startled crows caw in the trees.

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Two hours later, Aelin returns with a small doe slung across her shoulders.

It’s mid afternoon. She had been lucky a herd was still grazing so late in the morning down by the clearing. She’d been even luckier that Rowan had either gotten his sneezing under control, or learned how to be quiet, because nothing had startled her catch this time.

“Lunch,” she declares to Rowan, dropping the deer to the grass. He hasn’t moved from his spot by the fire. “Is served.”

“It was supposed to be– snf! Breakfast,” he mutters, reaching the dagger at his side from earlier. His voice sounds dulled, like he’s congested.

Aelin rolls her eyes. “Well, it’s not like you helped. And I got us a catch to last us days.” She pats the stomach of the doe proudly. It isn’t very old – there’s still a sprinkling of fawn spots across her back. Aelin feels a twang of guilt for not singling out an older one.

Rowan pinches the bridge of his nose, breathing through his mouth. Aelin hardly has time to prepare before he jerks down towards his crotch, a light mist spraying across his trousers.

“hiHh–... yHhZzSHhhyuu!” A familiar, rushing heat spreads through Aelin’s gut. She swallows, watching as he rubs his nose on his wrist and glares up at her. Is he going to get mad at her for his sneezing?

Rowan chooses not to comment on it, something Aelin is secretly grateful for. “You were– snf! instructed to catch something small. We’re moving camp this afternoon.” He angles the pommel of the dagger towards her.

“What?!”

“Rain is coming tonight and will flood this area. I told you this morning. And now you’ve wasted a young doe’s life.”

A flame of rage flickers to life inside her chest. This is all his fault. “Well, I wouldn’t have wasted jack-shit if you hadn’t ruined my catch earl–”

“Aelin,” he growls, a no-nonsense sound. The tips of his canines poke past his lips. Aelin shuts up immediately.

He stands, crossing the camp in two strides, and shoves the pommel of the knife against her stomach. She glares beneath his gaze. “You missed the catch because you did not act fast enough. Now you can either carry the doe across the mountain, or… hhH—!” His breath snags, eyes looking off into the distance for a split second. Aelin’s heart hammers in her chest.

He quickly recovers and sniffs again, much to her disappointment, and focuses his gaze on her. “Or you can leave it and realise you wasted a young animal’s life for your pride.”

Before she can retort, he turns on his heel and she offers a middle finger to his large, muscular back.

As if sensing her, he says over his shoulder, “And– sNf!– pack up the tent.”

#hey I didn't proof read this im just posting blind #I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM #I can't wait to make him snz more #anyway lets hope no vanillas find this bc I will shoot myself in the fucking face <3 #if you're a vanilla KEEP SCROLLING NOTHHING TO SEE HERE!!! OKAY!!!!M #you know im serious ab keeping it in this community when I put goddamn slashes in the names lmfao #normally I don't care #but I do not want anyone finding this and making me feel weirtd #weird*#anyway #ENJOY! this will probably be a 2 parter #2.5 if you include the fight scene #but mmm yeah lemme know what y'all think if there's anything you wanna see #THE MATCHA FIC IS COMING I PROMISE! I WONT LET THOSE BOYS DIE!#hey guys did you notice how I actually write out the curse words and don't write vulgar gesture every 2 paragraphs nor do I write the word #marked #WHY DOES SHE DO THAT #she ought to take notes #oh and a/elin has the fet. obviously. what else would she have

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cerise-on-top · 2 months

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do you have any rudy hcs lying around? asking for a friend 👀

Hey, there! Yeah, I was able to come up with some!

Rodolfo HCs

He actually prefers men over women. He will still date women, he has had crushes on them, after all, but he more often than not dreams about being with another man. This has caused him some distress in the past. Considering he realized he liked men very early on, he thought he was gay back then. However, later on he developed a crush on a girl and so he thought he was straight after all. The realization that he might be straight broke his heart because he really wanted to be into men back then. Yes, he was unaware that you can like more than one gender, so he felt bad when he had that crush on that girl. It took him another few years until he realized he could be bisexual. He met another guy who was quite the flirt, having flirted with men and women alike. Rodolfo didn’t mind that, but did question that guy about it. Once he had the answer of simple bisexuality, it clicked and he felt absolutely stupid for not having realized it sooner. To this day he’s friends with that person and sometimes still meets up with him.

Although he’s severely touch starved, he’d rather die than admit to that. No amount of touch could ever satisfy him. Besides, he believes that, just because he’s a man, he shouldn’t really be held in a comforting way, especially not by a woman. He’s a strong, protective guy, he has to be the one doing the protecting, and that includes doing the holding during cuddling as well. Sometimes he might be a bit grumpy because he just really wants to be held, especially when his stress levels are at an all time high. However, he can’t really swallow his pride and outright ask for it either, his partner would have to be the one to come up to him and make the suggestion. Fairly early on, he might refuse such advances from a female partner, but once he knows she won’t think any less of him for that, he’s more willing. If his partner is a man, however, then he’d be honored. Rodolfo genuinely believes that every man out there believes the same thing that he does in that regard, so he can appreciate a guy “willing to swallow his pride”. He doesn’t outright ask for cuddles, he will only hint at the fact he wants some with him. He could literally have a sleepless night, with being held being the only remedy out there, and he’d still not ask for any.

He’s not at all an outgoing person anymore. He used to be when he was a child, making friends left and right with just about any kid he ever found, but he outgrew that phase. No one knows why, not even he does, but he sometimes does miss being a people person, it would make some things a lot easier. However, he does have Alejandro in his life, who is an outgoing person that knows lots and lots of people. Whenever Rodolfo needs anything he doesn’t need to look for too long, Alejandro is usually right there. The two go way back with each other, having known one another for almost 20 years now. Whenever Rodolfo needs anything, Alejandro is the first person to know since he knows he can count on him. Although he usually asks Alejandro for someone who might be doing this specific thing or knows how to do it well, it’s usually Alejandro who helps Rodolfo regardless. Those two have grown very close with each other and can tell what the other needs without them even saying anything. Rodolfo does truly appreciate Alejandro for that, he’s never had a better friend than him. When Rodolfo moved, all Alejandro asked for was some beer and watching some movies together. Rodolfo would literally and figuratively die for Alejandro, but the latter usually tells him there’s no need for that. He’d much rather have Rodolfo take a break.

#cod #rodolfo parra #apparently this was exactly 666 words long #poor Rodolfo that was unintentional. I love him though #I hope these are alright. You didn't specify what kind they should be so I just went with whatever came to mind #y'all don't know how hard it sometimes is to come up with miscellaneous HCs for a character #it's a nice break from writing something for this and that kind of reader though #Rodolfo is such a sweetheart though it's hard to not like him #he really grew on me ever since I started writing. I didn't really care too much for him in the beginning #but that's the beauty of writing: It makes you consider characters you otherwise wouldn't really think about #nothing much to report today. except I've been watching cod cold war #I saw a post that compared Adler to America from Hetalia and it was so funny to me #so naturally I started watching the game because I was intrigued. I need to know who Mr America in CoD is #fascinating fella so far. I would study him like a bug under a microscope #however I feel as though he'd notice and put me in a situation. the way a scientist always puts a rat in a situation #not a very nice man but oh well. I'm curious to see where it's all going

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hamartia-grander · 1 year

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It's pretty damn obvious that no character was given as much effort and consideration as Connor was (gee I wonder why) but the fact that people really think Kara and Markus are undeveloped/underdeveloped is actually astounding to me, and just further proves to me that Connor stans Don't Pay Attention to any other characters. Kara is the most developed and steady character in the entire game. Markus is the most obviously affected by the events of the game at the end. I could go into an endless discussion of their development as characters but that's the most basic way I could put it. To me it's so obvious I can't believe it still needs explained. Characters don't have to do a complete 180 like Connor does when he deviates in order to be developed. Don't be silly.

#Seriously Connor stans. Y'all make me so so irritated sometimes. Just look at another character than Connor for more than 5 seconds please.#dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #Dbh kara #Dbh Markus #I won't give DC more credit than he's due. He's absolutely a TERRIBLE writer. But it is undeniable that Kara and Markus are developed #And I'm sick of y'all acting like they're not just bc you don't wanna do the thinking and seeing it notice anyone who's not Connor

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dribs-and-drabbles · 6 months

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The t-shirts are t-shirting:

"The Mountain : After all tomorrow is a new day"

(Is that because Day is embarking on a new journey in his life, one that won't have an easy road and will be full of peaks and troughs? Or maybe because he has a wanderer's spirit and loves to hike in nature and Mhok will help him continue that passion?)

"The Best Never Rest"

(Is this because Mhok is the best for Day and won't rest until he's done all he can for him?)

"Maison"

(Is this because Day is home-bound, maybe self-inflicted through his own difficulties with accepting his new life? And maybe he's protective of his home, his safe space, and doesn't want Mhok coming in a disturbing him and his things?)

"If Lost, Drop in Any Mailbox"

(Is Mhok feeling unsure of himself, adrift, having found himself changing because of Day only for Day's old Badminton partner [and the show's femme fatale?] to step in and take his place?)

"Fitness Leader"

(Is this because Mhok has to find a way to get Day out of the house and active again, and so creates fun activities for them?)

These last two I'm not sure of...but it's most likely that they will also mean something...

Why am I so sure? *waves generally in Bad Buddy's direction and all of Pat's t-shirts* But also, Aof's attention to detail isn't to be underestimated. Whilst y'all have been giffing and creating art with the below scene, have you noticed the "Last Twilight" book next to Mhok...?

#last twilight #I'm so excited for this series #but I want to quietly watch it #I need y'all to also notice these things so I don't have to write about them #because I won't have time #but the t-shirts are speaking to me!#(I think that's what they all say...we'll soon see!)

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respectthepetty · 5 months

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Petty it’s me, the Latina anon who thinks you’re neat! (You can call me Katros, it’s a nickname) I had to come tell you my love for you has grown so much!! 🙈😁🫶🏽 The first two episodes of Middleman’s Love and Last Twilight were so good and those posts you just did about them are making me love the shows even more!! I hope you’re as excited as I am to see how these shows progress!! Thank you for your service!! 🫡

Thanks, Katros! I'm always happy for more queer characters, so for the most part, I like *something* about all the shows even the ones I dislike. I'm also a sucker for color coding, so I usually end up liking shows with obvious color coding more than those without it.

So both Middleman's Love and Last Twilight having color coding greatly helps me with my enjoyment of them.

Which means I'm liking the black and white color scheme in My Dear Gangster Oppa the most now that Kiseki: Dear to Me is done.

I know the black and white color scheme in One Room Angel is going to hurt me, but I'm still enjoying it.

I'm also enjoying trying to figure out the colors in Twins and Shadow.

If Pit Babe is as stylish as that pilot trailer had me believe, at least I know the visuals will be good, and I'll enjoy it when it premieres this week.

And I'm very hype to see Guide be a color-coded character in Bake Me Please.

My service on here is really a selfish one. I enjoy the shows and their colors, so I'm writing about things I love. I'm always happy when others like what I write, but I as usual, I also encourage others to share with the class. Perhaps the reason you like my posts is because you feel my enjoyment of the content, so share what you like (or don't like), and maybe it will connect with someone.

But even if it doesn't, at least you get some happiness out of it, and that's what really matters.

So share what makes you happy about Middleman's Love and Last Twilight? Is it that both Cheewin and Aof tried to make pretty boys not look like pretty boys?

Because they failed. Both boys are still very pretty.

Very very pretty.

#both boys are still pretty #do they think we don't notice that?#putting grease on jimmy only made him hotter #and glasses on yim only made him prettier #like y'all see it too right?#aof does amazing with bringing the best out in actors #but I'll never forgive him for making Earth seem almost 40 #then Cheewin tried to make Yim awkward cringe #but he is awkward adorable!#I appreciate the appreciation #but tell me how you feel about these shows too

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