#//also posting it here and not on Chris's blog since it has nothing to do with him

[sugrhigh]

BOY NEXT DOOR 3 - ( c.s )

part two

summary- you and your roommates live beside a bunch of senior hockey players, one of them being the infamous team captain chris sturniolo. he’s effortlessly flirty and undeniably attractive, but he’s also a pain in your ass. you find that you have to fight between lust and hatred as you finally get to know the boy next door, whether you want to or not.

warnings- swearing, a bit of drinking

neighbor/hockey!chris x fem!reader

a/n: part three baby here we go! hope you guys enjoy!! if i forgot a tag it either wouldn’t let me or i missed it (if i missed u pls comment and i’ll fix it right up). anyways kisses for u all i hope ur having a good day, my inbox is open for anything as always MWAH

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it’s been a day since the kiss, and you still haven’t told a single soul. for some reason, you’re way too scared to admit what happened to your roommates, even though you know they’d be the last to judge you for it.

and yet you just can’t, despite the fact that it’s been eating you alive for over twenty-four hours straight. saying it out loud makes it real, so you decided it was best to keep it inside.

however, you still need to give chris his jersey back, which you’ve been neglecting to do because you don’t want to see him.

or maybe because you’re scared.

it’s an involuntary thought, and it makes you angry. there’s nothing to be scared of, because he doesn’t have any power over you.

right?

you grab his jersey off the top of your dresser. it’s all clean, and it still smells like detergent from when you washed it yesterday. you’ve been putting it off all day, and it’s time for that to stop.

the sun is nearly gone, so you head down the stairs, silently thankful that ramona and cassidy are both are both runnings errands as you slip out the front door.

you’re in your comfy clothes, black sweats and baby blue hoodie that you stole from cass, and you’re immediately regretting the fact that you didn’t grab a jacket.

you hurry across the lawn, passing the cars parked in the driveway. there’s an unfamiliar red one at the end, and it almost makes you pause, but the possibility doesn’t fully connect in your mind yet.

so you head up the steps and knock on the door loudly, still very much so a woman on a mission.

it takes a moment, a long moment, before someone comes to open it for you. it’s connor, which is unfortunate, because you really weren’t prepared to speak with anyone besides the one boy you’re actually looking for.

he looks a little confused, but he smiles nonetheless. “what’s up?”

“i’m just, uh, trying to drop off chris’s jersey.” any bit of confidence you had is gone now as you choke on your words.

connor’s eyes widen a little as his grin fades, though you can tell he’s trying to play it off. “he’s a little busy right now, but i’ll get it to him.”

your eyebrows furrow as he reaches his arms out, like he’s trying to rush the process along without any more interrogation.

“busy with what?” you question, though you hand it over regardless.

he looks at you for just a half a second too long, like he’s waiting for you to piece it together, and then it clicks. chris is busy because he has a girl over, and that’s her car in the driveway.

you wish it didn’t phase you, but you can feel your face morphing into an emotion that borders disgust and anger.

“oh, i see.” is all you say, because you’re already fucking embarrassed beyond belief.

you turn and head back down the stairs, trying to ignore the way your stomach is flipping like you’re going to throw up.

connor doesn’t say anything. instead you hear the door close, and you feel completely numb as you walk back to your own porch. part of it is because of the cold, and part of it is because you feel so stupid.

you’re not sure what you were expecting, but that was exactly what you should’ve anticipated knowing chris.

you step back into the warmth of your own home, and even when you close and lock the door, a shiver chases you.

you head back up to your bedroom, kicking your shoes off by the door. you want further confirmation, so you peek through the curtains that hang over your window.

chris’s room, which is coincidentally directly across from yours, reveals nothing besides a dim light that peeks through the closed blinds.

you let the drapes fall back into place, still in shock. it was so ridiculous to believe for even a second that he was any different than he had been for the last six months.

you should’ve taken him at his word. he doesn’t date, and he’s not interested in you beyond teasing you or making you look like an idiot.

and you refuse to be taken for a fool.

you pace along the floor for a second until you decide you deserve some wine. you know there’s at least half a bottle in the fridge, and maybe it’ll help you calm the hell down.

a few minutes later you’re back upstairs, huddled up in your bed with a book you had started earlier in the day, sipping from your glass as you read.

it’s hard to fall into the fantasy world you picked out at first, but then you begin to feel your cheeks flush and your eyes are suddenly devouring the words.

you’re so enveloped in the plot, completely unaware that your roommates had gotten home until ramona walks in. it startles you, so much so that you lose your page.

she pauses to take in your state; the empty glass, the minimal leftovers in the bottle you brought with you, your droopy eyes.

“wine before 7 p.m. on the lord’s day? you’re crazy.” she jokes with a grin.

you shrug, also smiling a little bit. “felt like getting a little wild.”

mona puts a hand on her hip and nods toward the door she just entered through. “well, could i maybe convince you to take this crazy train downstairs so we can catch up on VPR? we’re like, three episodes behind now.”

you snap your book closed and roll out of bed, which you can tell by her snort looks far from graceful.

“all you had to say was VPR.”

you sit at your desk, gnawing on your bottom lip as you try to focus on the stupid online homework prompts that are due soon. the overcast afternoon light pours into your room, and you hear your phone buzz against the wood.

chris

still playing hard to get?

you roll your eyes before you can help it. the text doesn’t surprise you, because he’s been messaging you for the past few days, ever since he inevitably found out you stopped by from connor.

chris

that’s clearly a yes.

you wonder how many times he’s going to text you as you put your phone down to pull your hair out of your face, tying it up at the back of your head.

once again, you hear the device vibrate, and you flip it to glance at the screen.

chris

i can see you ignoring me you know

your eyes betray you as you glance out the window, just to find chris standing in front of his own. he’s pouting at you with his phone in his hand, hair all curly and damp like he just got out of the shower.

you stand up from your chair without a second thought and take a few steps so you can yank your curtains closed.

he might refuse to believe it, but you’re not playing hard to get. you just can’t fucking stand him.

chris

now that’s just cold

come onnnnnn princess

y/n

holy shit

do NOT call me princess

chris

you love it

y/n

i hate you

chris

if you don’t stop this i’m coming over there

y/n

i’d like to see you try asshole

chris

fine.

you pull back one curtain to call his bluff, and your heart actually drops when you see that he’s not standing there anymore. that just means he’s probably on his way over already.

you have no idea if cass or ramona are home or in their rooms or what. but you do know that you’re locking your door, and if he makes it through the house undetected he’s not getting into your room.

you sit on the edge of your bed for a moment, waiting because you don’t know what else to do with yourself. and then the knock comes, right before chris twists the handle and finds it locked.

“open up.” he demands, his gruff voice muffled through the door.

“no.”

“i’ll go downstairs and get cass if you don’t let me in.” he threatens, which doesn’t really scare you.

cassidy will kick his ass out if she realizes you don’t want him here. you’ll have to explain some things, but it’s probably time to do that anyways.

“you’re being a baby and you’re wasting your time. go home, chris.” you reiterate.

“come on, i just want to talk.” he wiggles the handle once again, like that will somehow open it.

“then call a sex addiction helpline.” you reply hotly, glaring at the slab of wood that separates you as if you can actually see him, though you’re glad you can’t.

“can you please open the door?”

“nope.”

“jesus, you’re so stubborn it’s ridiculous.” he groans, and you hear his forehead thump against the door.

he’s growing frustrated now, and even though you’re heated too, you kind of love it.

“so are you! how many times do i have to tell you to leave?” you shoot back.

it’s silent for a moment, which scares you. then you hear a small sigh.

“i didn’t think i would have to do this.”

the lock on the door begins to twist and turn rapidly, and you leap forward to grab it with your hand.

chris twists it hard and your fingers fumble to keep it jammed. your thumb is already in pain, and the harder he pushes the closer you are to failing. you’re finally forced to let go as chris comes shoving his way into your room a few seconds later.

even though he stumbles slightly, he looks so proud of himself, clutching the heavy duty paper clip he used to get inside.

“there, that’s better.” he says smugly.

you watch his eyes take in your room, covered in posters and full of random artifacts, and you hate it. for some reason, it feels deeply personal.

“holy shit, why don’t you just go home already?”

it’s impossible to keep your tone level anymore as you turn away from him.

“i’m here now, so you have to talk to me.”

“no, i really don’t.” you reply before plopping down onto your mattress, crossing your arms as you lean against the headboard.

“don’t be a brat.” chris follows your lead, even though you weren’t inviting him to join you.

he falls beside you, sprawling out on his back by your feet. his shirt raises over his sweats, exposing a bit of skin above the band of his boxers, and you have to tear your eyes away.

you can feel the warmth of his body, can smell his aftershave mixed with hints of some kind of fresh body wash, and all of it drives you crazy.

you curl your body into itself so there’s as much distance between the two of you as possible.

“why are you so mad?” chris turns his head slightly so he can look at you.

“i’m not mad, you just disgust me.”

this makes him smile. “i beg to differ, i think you like me.”

without hesitation, you extend one leg to kick him in his side. even though it’s not very forceful, he lets out a little groan of surprise, hand going to rub his hip as he frowns.

“you didn’t have to kick me, damn.”

“you deserved that.” you argue, tucking your knees back to your chest.

this time he stays silent and just looks at you. his eyes scan your face, darting down to your lips every other second, and you’re suddenly very aware of your surroundings.

“what the fuck are you staring at?” you ask in a brief moment of panic.

his eyes are so unnerving. it’s like he can see right through you.

“you’re pretty.” chris shrugs before averting his gaze back to the ceiling.

your face flushes, and you force yourself to remember the embarrassment from the other day, how stupid you felt after discovering that he’s still the same old player that sits beside you now.

“shouldn’t you be giving some other girl an STD or something?” you snap, and he huffs out a breathy laugh.

“first of all, i’m totally clean. and if you’d actually let me explain, you’d realize the girl that was over on sunday is just an ex fling who was picking up some old stuff.”

his clarification shocks you, though you still don’t necessarily believe it yet. he could be lying, even though it doesn’t seem like he is.

“you’re seriously telling me you weren’t hooking up with her?” you ask.

“it was strictly platonic. nothing happened.” he confirms, shifting to face you again.

chris lifts his hand to trace gentle patterns along your shins, and you don’t shy away this time. the feeling of his palms, even when separated by your leggings, is far nicer than you imagined.

“okay.” you mutter simply.

“you’ve been ignoring me the entire week and all i get is an ‘okay’?” he halts his movements so he can curl his fingers into air quotes.

“what would you like me to say?”

“an apology would be a nice start.”

you bark out a laugh. “an apology for what? for not talking to you? because i really didn’t take you for the sensitive type.”

he just shakes his head, nudging your legs with one of his knuckles lightly. “god, you and that headstrong attitude will be the death of me.”

“can’t wait.” you quip back, and now its his turn to chuckle.

silence settles over the two of you for a moment, and you’ve been far too close for too long, so you move to stand once again.

“alright, well, we talked. time for you to get lost.” you motion toward the door.

chris sits up, running a hand through his messy hair before he replies. “look, we don’t have another game until sunday, so we’re hosting at the house tomorrow. you should come.”

you raise an eyebrow and tap your chin, like you’re really contemplating. “i’ll have to think about it.”

“please? it’ll only be fun if you go.” he flashes you a charming smile, and you hate that it actually does kind of work.

“maybe i’ll make a special appearance. maybe.” you point a wary finger at him as he gets back on his feet.

“that’s what i like to hear.” chris says, making his way toward you.

you expect him to pass right by, but he lingers, like there’s something else on his mind. he stares down at you with those big blue eyes, and you can feel yourself slipping into dangerous territory.

“is there something else?” you ask softly, and the sound of your voice is maddening to him.

you don’t even try to tempt chris on purpose, he knows this, and yet everything about you is so enticing. not to mention he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about the kiss since it happened, or that pretty little mouth of yours.

but he shakes his head again, because the things he’s thinking about you so early on in this strange relationship frighten him.

“uh, no, sorry. i’ll see you tomorrow, hopefully.”

and then he blows right by you without waiting for a response, disappearing just as quickly as he arrived.

[christinescupofcoffee]

no idea why I never did a writeblr introduction post but better now than never!

the name’s Hannah, also known as nirvhannah, but lately I’ve been going by my middle name of Christine. My specialty is science fiction, but I’ve also indulged in erotica, gothic horror, and even shitty romance. My stories are complex and layered, filled with emotion and a very dry sense of humor—regardless of whether it’s fanfiction or not. My stories are getting more and more gutsy, in the humor and content, with the passing of time, too. My writing has also been described as “verbose” and I even had a teacher liken it to Gabriel García Marquez.

I’ve been toiling away at fanfiction since 2019 and aside from a couple of works, nothing I make seems to strike something with people. I actually got my start with original fiction, going all the way back to when I could pick up a pencil and when I could read. I wrote my first short story when I was 6, my first novella at 13, and I wrote my first novel at 24, in 2017, called “Black Rain,” which I wrote in memory of my fallen friend, Chris Cornell. Yes, THAT Chris Cornell.

I wrote so much after he died… 1+ million words to be exact. Then I started my ao3 account and I’ve now clocked in close to 5 million words. I developed quite the work ethic during quarantine and now it’s this pervasive itch, this desire I have. I have to write or I’m going to lose my mind.

I’m actually an artist, doing my own cartoon style since I was 13. I also have years of experience in the field of STEM, so I know all about the pretensions, the near-inhuman behavior, and the way they look down their nose at everything (“think outside the box”? pfff, not like that, you’re not). I used to be really fat, too—well, I used to have an eating disorder, I needed to overcome it somehow. But I’ve shed close to 100 pounds in the last 15 months as of writing, so I can actually say I beat anorexia and obesity (I’m still a little chubby, too—I actually don’t mind it, tbh). It gets really weird when I say I’m an award-winning baker: I won 1st place for my chocolate babka this year!

as for my writing, I have the usual grandiose daydreams about getting published but truthfully, I don’t see it happening. I’m too twisted, too “out there”, too spicy, too dry, and I tend to veer into burlesque territory at times and publishers are pussies now. Plus, I tend to inject a great deal of darkness into everything. But I’m here, writing things that range from a few hundred words to 1.1 million words.

I’ve got my masterlist. Currently, I’ve got nine passion projects and my ao3. I’ve got notes for original stories from years ago. I’ve got memories, I’ve got shit.

(I should also mention that this is a side blog so I can’t follow back)

[sarahowritesostucky]

It made me really sad that you read and liked my story but apparently it wasn't enough for a reblog. Please start practicing what you preach.

Since this is anon, I can't be sure what story you're talking about, but here are a few things I'll point out:

It's almost certainly in my queue, Honey. That's what I do: if I like a post I heart it, and add it to my queue for later reblog. My queue is 406 posts deep right now. So you incorrectly assumed that I wasn't reblogging.

You are not entitled to a reblog, or a comment, or a like. And any one of the three from a fan should be graciously accepted, not complained about. I myself get oodles of likes without ever getting comments or reblogs from that person, and I never go around to their account complaining that they haven't reblogged.

Sure, I'd prefer they did reblog, but the amount of hubris it takes for an author to go to someone's account and accost them for not being supportive enough in the way they want, is ludicrous.

I think you're the first person on the internet I've met who was 'really sad' about getting a comment/like on your work.

I don't always comment or like. And when I do comment or like, my habit is to also queue the post (usually with the comment repeated in the reblog as well). if I like something enough to actually heart it or comment, then those are the posts I'm also definitely putting in my queue for reblogs. The only instance where I don't reblog content I like is when it has nothing to do with the theme of my blog (i.e. if it isn't about Marvel, MCU, Stucky, Chris, or Seb).

And one further thing - though this doesn't apply to me because I'm loud and proud about the type of smut I like to read and don't care who knows it - but you should consider that some readers on Tumblr are shy, and they might feel comfortable showing their support through a comment or just a like, but might want to refrain from a reblog because the story contains thematic elements that they don't want other mutuals to know they're into that.

💖Sarah

[chrispykreme16]

🖤Welcome! 🖤

Alright, I'm not too good with introductions, so I'll get right into it x) Welcome to my art blog!

I'm Chris, I'm 21 on my way to 22 years old, I use she/they pronouns I've been drawing since 2017, and I consider myself an average artist. I'm not drawing for likes, attention and fame, I do it for my own pleasure and fun!

...some people may have known me as "Kuri-pomme" or "Kuri-ringo", so yes in case you wonder if it is the same person, yes it is me <x)

🖤What to expect from me?🖤

Well, as I've mentionned it earlier, this is an art blog, so I will simply post my own drawings and doodles here ^^

I'm mostly drawing Kirby Gijinkas (both my own and friends' ones), or my original characters, but if motivation strikes me hard I can sometimes leave my comfort zone and draw characters I rarely draw but as I said: rarely x)

I like Kirby (mostly gonna post drawings related to the Kirby universe), Hi-Fi Rush, Sailor Moon, Pizza Tower, VOCALOID, so this gives you an idea of the things I like :"D I also draw OCxCanon (...it's actually what I draw MOST of the time x))

🖤Rules of my blog🖤

Aaaaaalllllright, now for the rules.....

-You can ask anything but nothing too weird or too sexual. I may be an adult, but if you're being a weirdo or a pervert, I'll block you.

-If ANY of my lore or headcanons upsets you, just block me. Don't waste your time sending your hurtful opinions to me, I'll just ignore you and block you.

-I have comfort ships, yes. So if my comfort ship has Character A and Character B together but you prefer Character A with Character C, that's fine, but do NOT shove it down my face, it will make me uncomfortable.

-Any questions about me, my characters, Kirby Gijinkas, and etc are welcome, as long as you respect all the rules above!

...Alright that's enough for this intro x) I'll probably edit more as time passes but for now I'll leave it this way. Once again, welcome and I hope you enjoy my content!

[jaxt0y]

-- 𝙃𝙀𝙔, 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝘽𝙊𝘿𝙔, let's all take a peek at the 𝕋𝔸𝕃𝕃, ℙ𝕌ℝℙ𝕃𝔼 𝔽ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕂 - he's the jerk with the ＪＯＫＥ of the week . . . 𝑾𝑯𝑶 𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫𝑺 𝑯𝑰𝑴 ?

[ 1 ] :   INTRO.  hi! my name is mae, i'm 25, i use she/her pronouns & i go by est. this is my semi - selective, low activity rp blog for jax of "the amazing digital circus." icon border & psd are both by jessources. all graphics here are made by me unless stated otherwise.

[ 2 ] :   ETIQUETTE.  you know the rules.  no godmodding, bigotry, racism, forcing ships, or hate of any kind . jax is an ass who loves to mess with others for the fun of it, it's literally nothing personal against your muse, but i will never godmod. just be a decent person i don't do well with drama & i dislike callout culture & i won't be participating in it in any way. of course i want to know who to avoid, but i would prefer these things to be handled & discussed privately & maturely. do not follow if you are a minor or if you use/support: amber heard, gina carano, evan peters, chris pratt or scarlett johanson. if any drama occurs or has occurred with someone i know, i am open to discussing it calmly & in private.

[ 3 ] :   FOLLOWING.  if i follow you,  it means i want to write with you! . if not, it's likely because i can't see our muses clicking well or that i am unfamiliar with the fandom. i will soft block if you don't make an effort to interact with me ooc or ic for some time. i will block you if you break any of my rules.

[ 4 ] :   TRIGGERS & NSFW. triggers you might find on this blog include: themes of existentialism, dissociation, & some violent behavior. i will be tagging triggers as: "trigger cw" & will happily tag anything if asked. my own triggers include: dissociation/depersonalization/derealization, body horror, trypophobia, & eye gore. i'm happy to write nsfw themes so long as we've spoken beforehand!

[ 5 ] :   ACTIVITY & FORMATTING.  my activity is typically sporadic no matter the blog. i do have a life outside of rp & my own mental health to look after. sometimes i'm able to write many replies a day, others only one or none at all. patience in regards to replies is much appreciated & expected. my lengths are usually multi para but they can be shorter or longer depending. never be afraid to send random asks, multiple memes, or turn answers into threads! i love collecting a variety of prompts, but i’m privy to deleting them if they’ve been sitting for awhile or if i can’t think of anything good enough, same goes for threads. sometimes i’ll post one-liner starter calls, but you never have to match my length exactly but i do expect something to go off of. i use small, bold, & italic text. you also do not have to match my formatting & i implore you to tell me if you need it changed for accessibility purposes. my eyesight is not the best, so i ask you to please avoid screenshot-ed replies or using too much fancy text.

[ 6 ] :   SHIPPING. i love shipping with all my heart, exploring dynamics no matter what they may entail is my favorite thing, especially with a complicated guy like jax. he's very closed off & not the most in tune with his emotions, so good luck if you do want to explore a relationship with him (just be sure to talk to me first!). lastly, i ship funnybunny & bunnydoll, but if you write pomni or ragatha i will never expect you to ship with me unless, yet again, we've talked about it. i see jax as panromantic & pansexual.

[ 7 ] :   PORTRAYAL. since tadc is ongoing, my portrayal is subject to change as episodes are released. i know that jax is a jerkwad, but i love to see what makes characters tick, & as of now i don't see him as this irredeemable asshole, just someone who relies on self preservation to survive.

AFFILIATES: @pomniegranate

[majaloveschris]

What do you think about Lonesome saying they got video proof of the engagement?

You know that I don't talk about other blogs here; however, as I used to do in the past, I'm going to talk about the information they shared!

Disclaimer: Everything I say here is not about Lonesome but about their source. Do not use my post to send hateful comments or death threats to them. Do not repost my post with any hateful and disgusting comments.

I always try to think through things rationally and with all the possibilities, not only from a PR perspective.

So Lonesome mentioned that their source is somebody from Chris's side. I have the first and probably the biggest problem here. I don't think anybody from his circle would give away anything about him, especially not about his personal life. Who could this person be? Someone who is extremely close to him, like a family member or a close friend, who didn't just see the video and the photo but also has them. I can't imagine Tara, Carly, Scott, or anybody like that going online and sharing anything, but especially something so private and intimate like a proposal.

Another question: Why? Why would anyone from his side want to share this? What would be the reason? Why would they want to get this out? They clearly asked Lonesome not to share the picture or the video, but then what's the point in sharing the information? If they are a trustworthy source, if there are pictures or videos, and they aren't photoshopped or anything like that, why not give permission to share them? Giving information to someone but not allowing them to post actual evidence of it—and I'm not talking about anything personal—seems pointless to me.

So if they are truly together and they clearly want to keep it secret, since the source said nothing about the announcement but that it won't be the thing that comes in the next few months but the wedding, then why does everybody keep leaking and leaking everything about the engagement and the fact that there will be a wedding? There is no way they don't know; they don't want to make it public. And why would their families and friends make their private lives public, especially when they know they don't want it? Also makes no sense.

I don't trust nameless, faceless sources, especially when they say they know something so personal and intimate. No matter if it would support the real or the PR side. I can't believe them; I'm sorry. Especially when I have never even talked to them or known anything about them.

We have never ever gotten anything so personal out about Chris; nobody has ever leaked anything so private, except for his d pic, but that's on him. Even DM admitted that she has nothing on him since he has a really closed-off group of friends. And to me, it's so surreal to think that everybody would betray him like this.

So this is my take on the whole thing. Again, it's about the source, not about Lonesome. Do not go to their blog and leave hateful or disgusting comments, or do the same thing by commenting on or reblogging my post. I do not stand for bullying other people or blogs.

[zalrb]

y'know I've been seeing the phrase 'chemistry' thrown around a lot lately. like it happened with rob and Zoe with the batman (2022) which you already talked about, it happened with the little mermaid live action (which you also commented on), and now with that new hunger games movie -> everyone is raving about the 'chemistry' between the leads (I haven't seen so I can't really comment). but it just makes me think: is it 'chemistry'? or is it just two hot people on screen breathing the same air?

I think that the word 'chemistry' is overused, do the general audience even know what 'chemsitry' really looks like anymore? I mean yes casting directors still have their actors do 'chemistry reads' but...? I say this because I think back to the posts you made about both rob and Zoe, Halle and Jonah, and now tom and Rachel (from the new hunger games movie, not sure if you will watch). all those actors performed chemistry reads with another for their respective movies, and you would think since the directors saw that chemistry then they must have it right, but after going through your blog, I've been more confused. do directors really look for chemistry, or do they just say "these two look good together, that should be enough to sell the movie"? cause they kinda have a point if that's the case.

I'm sorry I know this ask is like all over the place, but your blog really helped open my eyes, I guess I'm just tired of seeing the word 'chemistry' be thrown around at every 'hot ' couple that graces our screens. guess I would just like to know your thoughts on how the definition of 'chemistry' has changed since the early 2000s media?

sidenote: idk if you're going to watch the new hunger games but, I personally don't think the 2 leads have chemistry. I've only seen clips but from what I've seen they're just mostly 'longing' gazes between them and heavy breathing? I will say that the guy that plays snow is doing the more heavy lifting in scenes with Rachel. for Rachel, this probably just me but I feel like she was miscast for the role (according to sources she did not have to audition, it was just offered to her). in some scenes it does look like she was trying too hard, like she was struggling with some of the emotional beats. its almost as if she was 'insecure' in this role, and that her acting ability was not strong enough to handle the emotional weight of this film, if that makes sense? I would like to know your opinions/thoughts if see the film or watch some clips

OK. So.

First of all, I would like to see the actual chemistry tests and wish they were available because when I watch Sam and Cait's chemistry read, for instance, I'm like, it's obvious that they were going to be lightning in a bottle. LOOK at them.

This makes absolute sense.

So, I wanted to find another chemistry read soI literally just typed it in on youtube and saw TSITP and how they did it over Zoom and then before I watched it, to make sure that that actually happened, I looked it up and the author was like,

"It was the first chemistry read I had done over Zoom and I was like, 'I don't know if this is going to work?'" Han exclusively told E!. "Obviously, it's more enlightening to be in a room with people and see how they connect and see how they look together and what the energy is. But when Han saw Tung and Briney together for the first time, she knew she had found her Belly and Conrad. It really felt like it was popping off the screen right away," she raved, "honestly."

and then I watched it and was like, OK if you think these people are your characters then who am I to tell you they aren't, you wrote them, but were they popping onscreen, though? Were they really? And watching this and then watching the show had me like, no wonder why they frustrated the hell out of me, there's nothing here.

The most I can say is that Chris seems to be a marginally better actor when he's not actually physically interacting with Lola and it actually seems like what was popping onscreen was that they were both exactly who she thought her characters would be like as individuals, but alas, that's just my interpretation of what happened there.

And then there's the chemistry read for To All The Boys I've Loved Before and I watched it like, Noah is charming in it and he's natural and Lana is... keeping up, they're comfortable enough but I wouldn't say there's vibing, it's pretty forgettable, which is what I said about their chemistry in the movies

so I was like, yeah this chemistry read makes sense for what I saw onscreen because it was fine but i wasn't great, it still felt staged and I forgot about them and the movie(s) right after I finished watching it.

So, when directors talk about the chemistry reads I'm like, I want to know what they looked like. Are they Outlander or TSITP?

but it just makes me think: is it 'chemistry'? or is it just two hot people on screen breathing the same air?

And this has always been something I've posed to anons when I used to argue about chemistry.

Do you just like the dynamic?

Are they just attractive?

Does she just have big eyes?

Those seem to be the three questions I asked a lot and I'm inclined to believe that now, directors look for the people who they think look good together and will sell their show/movie based on that because the internet's going to do the rest. Like, initium kept sending me these tweets about the AMAZING. INTENSE. HOT. chemistry between the Bridgerton leads

and I was like ... oh yeah, that fist bump screams sexual tension. Please be serious. Like, Tony and Kerry didn't have chemistry reads and they kind of just hoped for the best but when Shonda talks about how she literally had to leave the stage watching them film something

it's earned in what I'm actually watching onscreen.

I also feel like now, if one person has the intent, and if one person is carrying the dynamic, then that's considered chemistry and it's sufficient.

In terms of seeing the Hunger Games, I know my mom really wants to see it because Viola Davis is in it and I was like, you know she's probably going to be in it for like 3 minutes "I don't care!" so it's probably going to happen sooner or later. I can't find any clips of them just edits and I have a rule about edits.

[mercurytrinemoon]

Ok, I logged off, switched to my old account and scrolled through the blog that blocked me to see why was I blocked. I didn't find out but I saw this:

(posting a screenshot cause obviously I can't reblog an account that blocked me. I'm about to be as nice and constructive as possible. I really like starastrologyy's points and examples and how they put it but some here are clearly too ignorant to understand eloquent takes)

The pretentious and dismissive tone while being clearly misinformed is not it for me so I'm gonna use this opportunity to remind everyone that, if you're studying astrology:

you learn to understand that astrology has its seeds in, wait for it... divination and predicting nation-wide events and politics (used mostly for royals) through literal observations of astronomical phenomena. Without that you probably wouldn't even have natal astrology

therefore you do NOT act conceited and disregard the basis and half of the astrological practice that predictive techniques are

you do NOT undermine other people's beliefs about fatedness of their lives as the topic of fate has been strongly intertwined with the practice of astrology since its beginnings

in turn you pick up a book and learn the history and tradition of astrology because some of you are clearly lacking that knowledge yet you act like a total know-it-alls and the ultimate astrology gurus

also, a general life rule, if you don't understand and/or don't have the knowledge on something, simply don't speak on it and certainly do not act arrogant about it

If you so angrily stand for free will and nothing else then that just shows your hyperfixation over some inner insecurity that you have. You're in no position to criticize that some believe in fate and predeterminism. Do you also want to question the whole philosophical movement that stoicism is? Because that was strongly linked with astrology. Maybe some do prefer to lean slightly into that? That no matter what you do, you'll still end up in the spot you're supposed to end up in? That takes away so much anxiety and pressure - to just let go and surrender to what destiny has in store for you.

If you're not interested in predictive techniques for one reason or another, that's fine but saying that it's all bs and astrology has no impact on worldly events just shows your lack of knowledge and lack of respect not only for the astrological craft itself but also the incredible work of people like Richard Tarnas or for astrologers who do have the skills to predict very specific events.

What you CAN argue about is if the stars are causes or signs of events (which, most astrologers would agree that planets act like markers, rather than a literal provokers, but there are those who go with the causal notion and that's totally fine), you CAN even debate on the spectrum of determinism - both were the topic of discussions since the ancient times. But to disregard it completely? If you so religiously believe in free will ONLY then good for you, although I don't really know what you're then doing studying astrology if you're basically calling things coincidental or doing "pick and choose". If so, maybe just call the whole astrology coincidental as well.

Just to bring in a good quote on what astrology was always about:

"Astrology became known as a system, if not the system, that could be used in order to study one's fate. The astrologers themselves were clear that this was what they were doing with astrology. For example, Manilius speaks of our ability to use astrology to 'learn the laws of fate', while Firmicus constantly uses different variations of a phrase in order to say that the role of the astrologer, or the role of astrology, is 'studying the fate of men' or 'explaining the fates of men'. Valens once refers to astrologers as 'soldiers of fate', and elsewhere says that a good astrologer is 'a guide to life, a good advisor and an unerring prophet of fate.'" - Hellenistic Astrology: the study of fate and fortune, Chris Brennan

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Heavily inspired by Deep End. Uh probably the most toxic/unhealthy piece I've written so far so, fair warning. Also, Reader isn't a cheater (I would never). She's just casually seeing Seungmin.

Heads up: Lee Felix x Fem! Reader, mentions of Kim Seungmin x Fem! Reader, exes to sort of friends with benefits, Felix is unable to move on from Reader post-breakup, incredibly angsty, Felix is very self-deprecating in this, Sub! Felix, Dom! Reader, Mommy kink, dirty talk, nipple play (m. receiving), lots of begging on Felix's part, degradation (m. receiving), praise (m. receiving), biting (m. receiving), mild overstimulation (m. receiving), Possessive! Reader if you squint and handjob (m. receiving).

I will block you if you are a minor and/or have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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Felix felt like such a loser. No, scratch that. He was a loser.

The two of you had broken up 6 months ago now and yet here he is still plagued with thoughts and memories of nothing but, you. The way you used to hold him, that special smile only reserved for him, the first time he told you he loved you, everytime you kissed the very air from his lungs, the first time you two had sex. He can feel it all like it was yesterday.

You were the one who initiated the break up. It torn his heart apart. You just didn't love him the same way he loved you. You simply couldn't. You told him you still cared about him deeply but, that space would likely do the both of you immense good.

Felix is certain that if it wasn't for Jisung, Minho and Chris that he'd completely have fallen to pieces. They kept him sane.

It was still so fucking hard though. Especially since he's been hearing whispers of you and some new guy recently. Seungmin. Felix isn't proud of himself but, he looked up the man online on one of his lowest nights. He wishes he never had. He seemed put together and mature. The fact that he was handsome likely didn't hurt either. He thinks he gets what you see in him. What Felix could never give you. What he could never be for you.

Still, he can't help himself.

He gets out of his bed and begins to throw on some casual clothing. A familiar routine on nights such as ones like this. It's late. He knows it's late but, he has to see you. You've yet to turn him away any time he's shown up at your door unannounced so he hopes against hope that tonight isn't any different. He's already so delicate. He's not sure how he'd be able to handle rejection from you once again.

His heart is in his throat when he tentatively knocks on your door. This is stupid. It's so late. You could be busy. That Seungmin guy could be over and Felix might have just put you in an incredibly awkward situation.

He's so pathetic.

The racing of his heart is made so much worse when you answer. Your hair seems mused from sleep and you look a little confused, likely as to who had the audacity to be knocking at your door at this hour. Warmth floods his face when he takes notice of what you're wearing. The silk robe you have on is thin and barely passes your distracting thighs. He doesn't get why he's getting all shy and embarrassed. You both have seen each other naked numerous times.

"Felix? What're you doing here?"

Just hearing you say his name is enough to make his tongue feel like it lead in his mouth. It's been awhile since he's come to you like this so, he doesn't blame you for being confused.

"I- I couldn't sleep," is all his brain is able to offer. You understand though because of course you do. You can read him like the back of your hand. You move aside, an invitation to enter your apartment which he takes far more eagerly than he'd like to admit. Shutting the door behind you, you lead the way to your bedroom in silence and he follows behind you obediently. Determined to keep his gaze above your shoulder line as he does.

Even though it's been some time, both of you move seamlessly. He kicks off his shoes and socks and, shrugs off his jacket as you crawl back into your bed to wait for him to join you. Once again he forgets how to speak.

You've removed your robe.

Logically, it makes sense that you did. Who sleeps with a robe on? However, Felix is wildly unprepared for the sight of you in a tight-fitting sleeping gown. You've covered your bottom half with the blanket but, he can see the way it clings to your tits and your nipples as clear as day. He swallows before remembering how to walk and, making his way over to your bed and sliding in.

Felix doesn't even need to ask you. You move towards him and spoon him. Wrapping your arm around his waist and your leg around his hip. The silence that envelopes your bedroom is comfortable albeit a little tense with awkwardness. God, he misses when you two would fill the space with mundane, random conversation. You telling him about the bizarre dreams you had and him detailing a new recipe he wanted to try. Something harsh and painful grips his heart at the memories but, he's not going to cry infront of you. He's embarrassed himself enough.

"So, I heard you're seeing someone?" Felix resists the urge to cringe at the question that tumbles out of his mouth. So much for not embarrassing himself further in your presence.

You still behind him for a moment before relaxing and Felix is terrified that he ruined things once again. "Yeah, I've been talking to someone for a few weeks now. It's been mostly casual but, we've gone out a few times."

Bile rises to his throat.

Why is he surprised? He knew about the Seungmin guy. Hearing you confirm it just makes it sting just a little more, it seems.

"What about you? Been seeing anyone lately?"

How does he tell you that he that the last time he went on a date was with you all those months ago? That he still only wants you?

"No, still single as ever," he responds, trying to sound humorous and hoping you don't hear the crippling loneliness in his tone.

"I'm sure you'll find someone, Lixie. You make a great boyfriend," you say to him, giving him a squeeze.

The sincerity in your words makes his throat tighten. You genuinely mean all of that. You even called him by his pet name. He still wasn't great enough for you, though.

A barely whispered, "Thank you," is all he can manage at the risk of fully falling apart in your arms.

The silence feels the slightest bit less awkward and, Felix can appreciate that, if nothing else.

"Felix, could we cuddle another way? I'm kinda getting uncomfortable like this. Why don't you turn around to face me," you suggest nonchalantly.

Felix wonders if these nights that feel like a soothing balm for his shattered heart even mean anything to you. You seem so unaffected by him while he can barely manage to string coherent sentences together. Choosing to keep these thoughts to himself and not test what affection and time you readily give him, he turns around to face you.

God, you're still so beautiful that he forgets how to breathe for a second. You give him a delicate smile as you both settle into your new position, arms wrapping around each other and legs tangled in such a way that he struggles to tell where he stops and you start.

The only issue with this new position is that Felix can see and feel much more of you than before and, his body is starting to react without his consent. He hopes that you can't tell how red his face is right now. He's so fucking pathetic. How old is he? 13? Getting hard from cuddling with a stunning woman.

You're not just any woman though and, Felix knows that. His body likely knows that, too. Your mere proximity is enough to render him defenceless. Still, he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable or have you think that he just came over to have sex. He's not going to lie to himself and say he wouldn't readily jump at the opportunity, but that's not the reason he sought you out tonight.

Felix knows the exact moment you feel him because you immediately tense in his arms. An apology is on the tip of his tongue but, you beat him to the punch, "Are you...hard?"

He's never felt more mortified in his entire life. He's certain of that.

"Yea-Yeah, sorry," he mutters, studiously focusing his eyes over your shoulder.

"Why? We're not even doing anything?" The genuine confusion in your voice makes Felix shut his eyes in a grimace. He knew he was reacting no better than a teenager but, he didn't need you to vocalise it.

"Shit, I'm sorry, Lix. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I know sometimes bodies just react. I wasn't thinking when I asked," you say, sounding immensely remorseful. You never made him feel embarrassed or ashamed about anything. Felix knew that his thoughts were mostly self-inflicted. During your relationship and even now as you two lay here, you've always been nothing but, unconditionally kind to him.

That's part of the reason why he's so irrevocably inlove with you.

"It's okay. Yeah, it just kinda happened. It's been awhile for me so, I think my body just reacted to you being so close to me," he word vomits out to you. Wishing he could swallow the words as soon as they leave his mouth. You didn't need to know that hasn't been with anyone since the last time you two were here like this. He hasn't been with anyone else since he met you.

"Oh. Well, then it makes sense why you'd react the way you did. Why's it been awhile for you? Noone caught the eye of the elusive Lee Felix?" You joke, sending him a good natured smile to assure him you're only kidding.

How does he even begin to tell you that hasn't even entertained the idea of seeing, let alone sleeping with, anyone else? Anytime the desire to jerk off arose, his mind happily supplied him with memories of having his head squeezed by your thighs or you riding him until he'd been reduced to tears from the overstimulation. He didn't want anyone or anything else. He just couldn't.

"It's not like that. I just haven't been interested in seeking anyone out for stuff like that," he responds with a tone he hopes is neutral and believable. Your face shifts to a more pensive expression. He remembers you'd usually have that look when you were hyping yourself up to say something.

"You don't have to answer this is if you don't want to and I don't mean to intrude but, why?"

"I'm just not interested in anyone else that way. I don't want to do that with anyone else."

Your startled expression makes him think perhaps he's said too much but, he's so hard and he still fucking loves you and is maybe not thinking the straightest.

"May I kiss you?" He asks breathlessly.

If he wasn't so high strung right now, Felix would find it comical how you managed to look even more surprised by his request. He is, however, too distracted with the way your lips part and the feeling of your nipples pressed against him, even through your respective clothing.

"Felix, I don't know. I don't want to hurt you or take advantage of you. You know I can't love you in the ways you want me to," you say softly. He can feel your hands shaking where they hold him.

Felix has never been one for self-preservation anyways.

"I asked you. You're not taking advantage of me. I know what this is if we decide to go ahead with it," he responds and prays to whoever is listening that you think the shakiness in his voice is due to how much he wants you. Which is technically not a lie.

You bite your lip is contemplation then and he's thoroughly distracted all over again. Desperately trying to not press his hips against you in search of some relief.

"Okay," you say so quietly that Felix barely catches it before your mouth is on his.

Not that he's complaining but, Felix is caught completely off guard by how ferociously you kiss him. It's like you're trying to eat him alive. One of your hands moves to grab a fistful of his hair, the sharp sting he feels makes him moan into your mouth and grind his cock against you.

He tries not to flush too hard when he feels you smirk against him. You're always so kind and sweet outside of the bedroom that it still sometimes gives him whiplash how different your were during sex. However, Felix was more than happy to do whatever you ordered him to. He just wanted to be good for you.

"Still as needy as always, Lixie," you mutter against his lips when you two separate for air.

"I-I did say it's b-been awhile," he responds a little defensively, avoiding your gaze all the while.

"I'm not insulting you. It's cute. You're cute. I think it's adorable how much of a slut you are. Getting hard from just cuddling? Very cute," you say with clear amusement colouring your tone as you begin to kiss along his jaw and neck.

Embarrassment and arousal twist almost painfully in his gut at your words. All of them shooting straight to his cock, pre-cum smearing his boxers.

"I-I'm your s-slut. Only a s-slut for you," he whines out, shuddering as you kiss and lick and nibble along his neck.

You still at his words and Felix is worried once again that he fucked everything up. However, when he looks down to meet your gaze you look almost..feral. Before he can even process what's happening, you hastily shove your blanket off of the two of you and grip his jaw harshly, your nails digging into his skin, kissing him heatedly once more.

This. This is part of what he missed about being with you. You just got him. You never made him feel less than for his desires. If anything, you encouraged him to be the best possible boy for you.

Your mouth is back on his throat in an instant. Lavishing it with kisses and licks and soft bites once more and, Felix thinks he might lose his mind from your mouth on his neck alone. He tries his best not to shudder too obviously when your hand teases the hem of his shirt. "Still such a sensitive boy huh, Lixie," you muse against his skin as your hand reaches beneath his shirt to draw light patterns with your nails across his abdomen.

At that, he can't help the whine that forces itself out of his throat, his hips jolting up slightly in search of anyway to ease to throbbing of his cock. It's made worse when your hand reaches one of his nipples, barely applying any pressure to it as you brush it.

"Fu-Fuck, please. Please touch me, Mommy. I'll be go-good. It just hurts," he finally begs, his pride and ego aren't nearly big enough for him to be above grovelling for his release and for you to touch him properly.

Felix thinks something snaps in you then.

Your hands impatiently tug at his shirt and he eagerly helps you take it off of him. You look like you want to eat him alive. Like you want to ruin him. He would willingly let you.

You pounce on him then. Taking one of his sensitive nipples into your mouth while your hand reaches up to tug and pinch at the other. Felix couldn't keep his moans and whines down if he tried. Vaguely, he wonders if it's possible for him to cum like this but, you haven't given him permission yet so, he'd rather not entertain the idea. He didn't want to upset you.

His boxers are sticky and cling to him almost uncomfortably now but, he can't bring himself to care as your teeth graze his nipple and send him further into a frenzy. "Mommy," is all his hazy mind is able to conjure up.

You kiss your way up to his throat once more, your hand now dragging downwards towards the waistband of his sweats. Felix is torn between begging once more to finally feel your touch bare on his skin and, letting you do whatever you pleased. Luckily for him, you seem to want exactly what he does as you hastily tug his boxers and sweats down his thighs. He doesn't miss the way your thighs rub together out of the corner of his eye and, his cock jumps at the thought of you being just as into this as he is, how wet you probably were, how much you wanted to sit on his dick right now.

"My easily excitable babyboy," you coo against his throat, your index finger slowly dragging across his tip. Felix doesn't fight the shudder then, hips jolting up towards your hand. His face warm as he watches you touch him, "Mommy please touch me. I'm so hard for you it hurts."

"In due time, baby. It's been awhile, no? I miss playing with my favourite toy," you respond with an amused edge to your voice. He grits his teeth when your finger moves to drag from the base of his cock to the tip this time, glistening with his pre-cum.

Felix can't help the way his cock throbs and heart rate tick up at you calling him your favourite toy. You've always been good at reading him, and he's sure you notice how your words affect him.

He tries his best not to fuck up into your hand when you do finally wrap it around his cock firmly. However, moans and whines spill from his mouth freely. He can't help himself.

"You're so fucking cute. My cute, little slut," you moan against his neck, peppering the skin there with bites and kisses as your hand strokes him incredibly slowly. Both of you know that's not enough to get him to cum but, it's better than nothing as far as Felix is concerned.

"Yea-Yeah Mommy, I-I'm your cute sl-slut," he keens in response, feeling as though the air has been sucked from his lungs when bite down particularly hard on his neck and increase the speed of your hand.

"Are you going to cum for me? Gonna cum just from fucking my hand? Such a desperate boy," you coo breathlessly, making sure to grip him tightly and maintaining the pace you know will leave him in shambles.

His orgasm hits him like a punch to the gut.

He's bucking up into your hand and, his moans are whiney and high-pitched as you continue to stroke him through it. In the fog of his mind, Felix can distantly hear you calling him a good boy and saying how well he's doing for you. As much as he'd love to revel in your praise and affection, your continued stroking is sending him fast into overstimulation territory.

"Ah, Mommy t-too much," he heaves out, attempting to shift his softening cock away from you.

You give him one final stroke before deciding to let him catch his breath. He feels more warm and content than he's felt in longer than he cares to admit. Fatigue causing him to shut his eyes briefly while you shift around from what he's able to hear.

His eyes startle open when he feels you gently rubbing his cum off of his stomach and thighs, your face set in concentration as you do so.

Felix bites back the 'I love you' that rests on the tip of his tongue.

"There, all clean. Do you want anything? Are you okay?" You ask him once you've disposed of the wipes you were using. Your face showing nothing other than concern and affection for him.

"No, I'm okay. Um, thank you," he responds, feeling shy for some reason. As if this is something new for the two of you. Fortunately, you don't press him and move to cuddle him once more. Felix welcomes it. He'll always welcome your affection.

It's in the somewhat comfortable silence that you two find yourselves in that a thought crosses his mind, "Wait, what about you? You didn't cum yet."

"Oh, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I'm okay,"

"I want to though. I love being the one who makes you cum. I love watching you cum," Felix says in a tone that's perhaps the slightest bit too honest and vulnerable.

You seem to be taken aback by his candidness if the tensing of your body is anything to go by.

He really is the master of putting his foot in his mouth, hey.

"Okay but, only if you're sure,"

Well, maybe putting his foot in his mouth isn't always such a negative thing.

[dalkyeom]

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First of all, thank you so much for following me on my art journey! I wanted to do this when I hit 250 but suddenly there are nearly 300 of you and I need to do this before I hit 350 ;;; hehe don’t worry I’ll be doing another drawing/art related event soon

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@otlwoozi — oliveeer! Naur was so shocked to learn you were also @badhapple ‘s bc I adore your svt art when I see it make rounds on twt. I’m glad to see you around here too and I hope we get to interact lots more as well bc it’s been super fun when I read your tags hahaha and sharing svt - related dreams as well (manifesting you get more aside from the concert ones)

@ravixen @thepixelelf @leejungchans and @97-liners — another set of my favorite writers on this site and aaa— amg I find you all so cool, I’m glad to call you my caratblr friends as well <33 you writings always make me fall for ot13 deeper (amg especially for DOKYEOM AND SHUA MY BRAINROT NOW KNOWS NO BOUNDS! I am kissing your beautiful minds!) it’s always a pleasure drawing for you. If I had extra unlimited energy I would draw more and more bc your fics always serve as an inspiration

@lawleighette and @scoups-ofsuga — my cottage/outskirts friends oms it’s fun how we became a trio just recently but being your friend has been so much fun. Even if our convos are all over the place I’m glad that we’re strengthened by the bonon memes! And also some of the coolest artists ever like ??? sometimes I question why you were following me in the first place? I adore you lots though like you’re both my younger siblings <33 sending all the mwah mwahs and vernon memes later!

@shinstars @fenori and @zzzbookwormzzz — the og team! THE OG TEAM! It’s a wonder how we managed to stay connected for 5+ years like you’ve really seen it all. We still need to meet up at a cafe and draw together and that will be my lifelong wish granted! (you too Fenbro, tho we did went to a museum-cafe date already and it’s the most priceless memory I have this year) I love you three so much!!

@bedtimetelevision @mitchievousness and carloo (pls send help I forgot her tumblr) — my best friends in the entire world :(( I miss you guys everyday I hope we can see each other soon. I love you the most in the world even if our social batteries are the most whack! Lmao I live for our life updates every birthday. I hope we can do more adventures together when I get back there!! Love you love you love you more than 3000

to my anonies, I still think about you every day :(( especially Ash anon and 💝 anon (amg it’s been awhile since I went on my mocimori blog so I’m no longer sure if it was 💖 or 💝) and special mention @that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick tysm for sending me kind messages when I’m feeling down or simply to tell me you appreciate my art! They really make my days brighter <33 pspsps’ing my other nonnies without a siggy as well. I appreciate you guys sm!

My wonderful moots and friends from twitter! I hope to see you around here too:

@burabin @ilyarawan @remimilktea @wrenkkai @brwlvs @meiseos @kitsuunemi @silyue @champourado @goyangiprince @b3lchii @theooo-saurus @noisyspiritart @heartboiled-egg @shiohh

Special mention to these cc’s whose posts also never fail to brighten up my dash with svt-related content:

@shuatonin // @woozi // @97chwe // @injunnies // @caratonce // @scoups

[introvertedlass]

Here's my theory/ about the whole CE and AB mess.

I think CE and AB were nothing more than casual hook ups all across Europe for a few months, but then the European media(I'm including mainstream media, gossip sites, paparazzi, and tabloids) got wind of them hooking up and their respective PR teams and them didn't do much about it until the American media(Again, I'm including all media, blogs, gossip sites, etc.) caught wind of them hooking up, her name, her age and a photo of her and that's when their respective PR teams, especially his started pushing the year long relationship narrative. Enter that extremely awkward pap walk in NYC. In my opinion, it had been a couple of months or a little more since they had any contact before the pap walk and his anxiety level was off the charts, and possibly he was pissed off that he had to do the pap walk is why he looked so uncomfortable.

Also, In my opinion they are not in love. They are in like and in lust with each other, but definitely not in love.

Both of their teams are pushing the they are a deeply in love, happy couple way too hard. I believe it's because both of their teams know that at some point the mainstream media, sooner rather than later will stop buying what they're selling, that and not as many mainstream media outlets are covering the "happy couple". That is the reason for those dumb ass scare videos.

I believe the reason CE's team has gone along with this mess and have extended this mess is because it fits CE's cuffing season pattern. I don't think they'll be breaking up until right before Valentine's Day or shortly after because CE's dug his heels in because so many in the fandom have called him out his bullshit this time around and he's not used it.

I have so much more to say about Chris but I have to get my things ready for work tomorrow and myself to bed. I'll share more later this week or maybe I'll wait until the weekend. Thanks for letting post on here. I truly appreciate it.

#ask

[neptunevasilias]

Pinned post below 🌌💙

Basic info:

Chris, 20, he/him, transmasc/mlm/asexual, white, USAmerican

My main blog is @doctor-ciel

I don’t mind spam likes/reblogs, in fact PLEASE DO. I mostly reblog because I like to curate fanart. I do this for myself but also so that other people can look through my tags.

I used to have the url @/scathing-eyes, I changed it back in 2020 when the old owner gave it to me. That was so long ago that I doubt many people even recognize me as that url, but since I think the old owner of this url had at least a moderately sizable following(it’s hard to tell follower count on tumblr), I like to have this clarification somewhere that’s easy to see.

RWBY info:

Been a fan since the V4/5 hiatus

I am The Neptune/Seamonkeys/Team SSSN Guy. I know most people don’t care about or like Neptune, I’m fine with that

I haven’t watched any of the Justice League stuff, or ice queendom, or anything else that came out after volume 8 except for volume 9, the V9 animatic, and RWBY Beyond. I also haven’t read the manga or the comics. I haven’t finished Roman Holiday. I have, of course, read After the Fall and Before the Dawn, you could also call me The Before The Dawn Guy (that book sucks btw. I’ve read it several times)

Most of my blog is reblogs. I especially like to reblog old fanart and fanart of obscure characters/ships

On that note, I have a tagging system but sometimes I only come back later to tag posts properly. I’m on-and-off working through my archive and fixing everything, but there are upwards of 13,000 posts here

I use this emoji ☀️ on all SSSNN-related posts because I like being able to browse all the posts on my favorite guys at once

I’m not a RWDE blog, but I sometimes post and reblog criticism because RWBY, like any work, is flawed (although it is especially so). Blacklist the tag “rwde”

I don’t really interact with the larger fandom, and I don’t use any other social media, so a lot of discourse flies over my head. By nature as The Team SSSN Guy, a lot of discourse has nothing to do with me anyway

I sometimes reblog art of my boyfriend’s OC, Roan Wood, and their friend’s OC, Nicole Vermillion

Personal projects:

I run @rwby-heritageposts, but it’s on hiatus right now until I get a better idea of what I’m doing with it

Ever since 2020 (before then, really) I’ve been developing a fanfic for Team SSSN. It started out as a post-V6 fic, then when Before the Dawn came out it turned into a rewrite of the book, but it’s gradually become a rewrite/extended canon of SSSN’s entire timeline. God willing, I will publish it someday. If you want to see what it will look like stylistically, I’ve posted an excerpt here

Over the years I’ve also mentioned writing a meta about seamonkeys/SSSN. Nothing of the sort has been posted yet. I kept scrapping and rewriting it, then for a while gave up on it entirely. Now I’m compiling everything I’ve ever said about them on discord (and tumblr), with the intention to use it as notes to finally, for real, write The Big Seamonkeys Meta. As of writing this, that document is almost 200 pages long and I’m nowhere near compiling everything.

[mcfiddlestan]

I posted 9,799 times in 2022

92 posts created (1%)

9,707 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea

@bouncydragon

@thekaiqueen

@maeve-curry-writes

@clintfbarton

I tagged 2,079 of my posts in 2022

#loki - 177 posts

#tony stark - 135 posts

#tom hiddleston - 102 posts

#frostiron - 84 posts

#sebastian stan - 79 posts

#bucky barnes - 60 posts

#chris evans - 44 posts

#steve rogers - 38 posts

#the essex serpent - 32 posts

#moon knight spoilers - 29 posts

Longest Tag: 124 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I hope Sebastian Stan gets to hang out with his crush, Tom Hiddleston at the BAFTAs.

23 notes - Posted March 13, 2022

#4

I have been trying for about three days to write a smut scene between Bucky and Loki.

A lot of factors have contributed to this situation. My own frustrating block — I haven’t been able to write for the past three months. Lack of focus? Maybe. Mind blank? For sure.

Also since it’s smut, I need to be in a position to kind of picture it — like a movie in my mind (which, tbh, is how I write everything. I’ve had people tell me it’s easy to picture what I write bc of the way I write it. Now you know why). And that’s hard to do when parents are interrupting every five minutes asking for pills or help with making food/getting up/any mundane activity that they are both getting too weak to do on their own. And of course the nephew. Who just wants my attention. Because…I’m Nina and the closest thing he has to a Mommy.

Anyway….just thought I’d vent my frustration. Thanks for listening and here’s a snippet to what I’m working on…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Loki was in the middle of the living area, standing before a large easel, swiping a paint brush furiously across it. He was barefoot, his black hair pulled up into a messy knot on top of his head, his worn-looking button-up shirt and loose-fitting sweatpants splattered with various colors of paint.

Bucky watched him for a moment, mesmerized by the intensity of his movements. It was like a violent dance. If there had been a way to punch the paint on the canvas, Bucky had no doubt Loki would have excelled at doing it. After a few moments, he remembered why he was there and crossed over to the stereo, lowering the volume to a level they would be able to hear each other over. Loki didn't bother to acknowledge Bucky's presence; he barely paused his movements, continuing to add more colors to his creation.

“Hey,” Bucky finally spoke up. Loki didn't respond, so Bucky took a step closer, studying the painting over his shoulder. “What's it supposed to be?” he asked quietly.

“I don't know yet,” Loki muttered under his breath.

“Look, I know you're busy…”

“That I am.”

Bucky swiped a hand over his forehead, carding his fingers through his hair. “Could you take a break for a second?”

Loki gave the canvas one more violent swipe of a bright red streak before stepping back, looking over his work. Bucky wondered if it was done yet. Judging by the way Loki scoffed at it and dumped his brush in a cloudy mason jar of water, he thought maybe not. Loki grabbed a hand towel and a bottle of what looked like oil, dampened the towel with it then dragged a stool away from its spot by the table. He dropped onto it, and lifted his eyes to settle on Bucky's, as he began to scrub at his hands.

Unsure why, Bucky expected Loki to say something first, but instead, for a few long moments, they just stared at each other. Until Loki finally gestured at him.

“Are you going to speak?”

“Yes. Sorry. Um.” He cleared his throat and rubbed at the nape of his neck. “So, I owe you an apology. For this morning.”

Loki said nothing, and made no movement but to continue scrubbing at his skin. Bucky swiped at the hair falling over his face, feeling more anxious than he expected. Especially with Loki's unflinching gaze directly on him.

“I admit, I jumped to conclusions.” He shrugged his shoulders when Loki still had no reply. “Obviously, I understand now that you were just trying to help.”

“I did help.”

“Right.”

“I picked you up off the floor, passed out in a corner, and put you in a more comfortable spot – which is how you ended up in your bed.”

“Y…yes.” Why did he suddenly feel like he was being scolded?

“I made sure you were safe and what did I get in return? Accusations and assumptions.”

“I know! I'm – Jesus, Loki, I'm saying I'm sorry here.”

“But for what are you sorry, James?” Bucky wasn't sure he was supposed to answer that. Thankfully, Loki continued, answering for him. “Insulting me? Or embarrassing yourself?”

Loki was more observant than Bucky gave him credit for. There were not many in this world who could call him on his bullshit. In fact, before Loki, there had only been one. His jaw clenched while he worked up the nerve to answer, “Both?”

After a beat, Loki scoffed lightly, and looked away as he tossed the rag to the table. Bucky tensed more. “If you're done then…”

“Hey, come on.” Bucky rushed forward, drawing up short when Loki whipped around again. He swallowed. Something about Loki being angry was strangely…attractive. He shrugged his shoulders, unsure of what else to do. “Haven't you ever made a mistake? I'm owning up to it, aren't I? The least you could do is accept it.”

Loki took a step forward, and it took all of Bucky’s strength not to retreat. “The least you could do is tell me exactly why you're sorry. Are you that unused to kindness? I'm not often that nice to people, so I thank you for helping me regret it.”

For a moment, Bucky's words jumbled together in his head. “No, I’m not – look. It wasn't about you, Loki.”

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34 notes - Posted April 3, 2022

#3

WIP Game!

Post the titles of your current works in progress – then, if someone sends one of those titles to you, explain the concept or post a snippet!

Tagging: @rennemichaels @bouncydragon @slenbee @incredifishface @incubigirl and anyone else who wants to participate.

(I'm not including my ongoing challenges here, the 30 Day OTP Porn Challenge and 100 Ways to Say ILY challenge)

Fools Rush In

Just A Fool

Royals AU

The Flame

The House Guest

Untitled MaLoki fic

Untitled SamTasha fic

Untitled Post WS Stucky fic

Hurricane

The Christmas Date

All I Ask

Second Time Around

Whatever It Takes

P.S. Thanks to @mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea and @just-fandomthings for the tags! xoxo

35 notes - Posted July 26, 2022

#2

New header.

47 notes - Posted February 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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72 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

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[jcmarchi]

CSS Chronicles XLII

New Post has been published on https://thedigitalinsider.com/css-chronicles-xlii/

CSS Chronicles XLII

Remember these? Chris would write a post now and then to chronicle things happening around the ol’ CSS-Tricks site. It’s only been 969 days since the last one, give or take. Just think: back then we were poking at writing CSS in JavaScript and juuuuuuust starting to get excited about a set of proposed new color features that are mostly implemented today. We’re nesting CSS rules now. Container queries became an actual thing.

CSS was going gosh-darned hog wild. Probably not the “best” time for a site about CSS to take a break, eh?

That’s why I thought I’d dust off the chronicles. It’s been a hot minute and a lot is happening around CSS-Tricks today.

I’m (sorta) back

We may as well begin here! Yeah, I was “let go” last year. There was no #HotDrama. A bunch of really good folks — all in the DigitalOcean community team — were let go at the same time. It was a business decision, love it or not.

Things changed at DigitalOcean after that. A new leadership team is on board and, with it, a re-dedicated focus on re-establishing the community side of things. That, and Chris published a meaty post about the CSS-Tricks situation from his perspective. Coincidentally or not, a new job opened that looked a lot like my old gig. I had feelings about that, of course.

This little flurry of activity led to a phone call. And a few more. And now I’m back to help get the ol’ CSS-Tricks engine purring, hopefully making it the rich resource we’ve loved for so long. I’m on contract at the moment and feeling things out.

So far? Man, it feels great to be back.

What I did during the “lull”

I jumped over to Smashing Magazine. Gosh, that team is incredible. It tickles me that we still have Smashing Magazine. And here’s a piece of trivia for your next front-end cocktail party: Smashing Magazine was launched in September 2006, a mere 11 months before Chris published the very first article here on CSS-Tricks.

I also spent my time teaching front-end development at a couple of colleges that are local to me where I live in Colorado. I had already been teaching but bumped up the load. But not too much because I decided this was as good a time as any to work on a master’s degree. So, I enrolled and split my days as a part-time editor, part-time educator, and part-time student.

The degree went quicker than expected, so I used the rest of my time finishing up an online course I had started a couple years earlier and finally got around to publishing it! It’s probably not the sort of course for someone reading this post, but for complete beginners who are likely writing their very first line of HTML or CSS. You ever get asked how to build a website but don’t have the energy (or time) to explain everything? Yeah, me too. That’s who this course is for. And my mom.

I call it The Basics — and I’d love it if you shared it with anyone you think might use it as a starting point into web development.

What I want for CSS-Tricks, going forward

This site’s always been great, even long before I was brought on board. Historically, it’s been more of a personal blog turned multi-author blog with a steady stream of content. Nothing wrong with that at all.

What’s lacking, though, is structure. Most everything we publish is treated like a blog post: write it, smash the Publish button, and let it sit on top of the stream until the next blog post comes out. We’re talking about a time-based approach in which posts become a timeline of activity in reverse chronological order. Where do you find that one post you came across last month? It’s probably buried by this point and you’ve gotta either hit the post archives or try your hand searching for it by keyword. That might work for a blog with a few hundred posts, but there are more than 7,000 here and searching has become more like finding the metaphorical needle in the equally metaphorical haystack.

So, you may have noticed that I’m shuffling things around. Everything is still a “post” but we’re now using a Category taxonomy more effectively than we had been in the past. Each category is a “type” of post. And the type of post is determined by what exactly we’re trying to get out of it. Let’s actually break this out into its own section because it’s a sizeable change with some explanation around it.

The “types” of things we’re publishing

OK, so everything used to be an article or an Almanac entry. We still have “articles” and “entries” but there are better ways to classify and distinguish them, most notably with articles.

This is how it shakes out:

Articles: The tutorials that have been the CSS-Tricks bread and butter forever

Guides: Comprehensive deep dives into a specific CSS topic (like the Flexbox guide)

Almanac: Reference pieces for understanding CSS selectors and properties that can be cited in articles and guides.

Notes: A post for taking notes on things we’re learning. They’re meant to be loose and a little rough around the edges, just like taking notes you’d take from a class lecture — only we’re taking notes on the things that others in the community (like you!) are writing about.

Links: Things we’re reading that we find interesting and want to share with you. A link might evolve into a Note down the road, but they’re also useful resources that can be cited in the Almanac, a guide, or an article.

Quick Hits: I hate this name but the idea is to have a place to post little one-liners, like a thought, an idea, or perhaps some timely news. I’m openly accepting ideas for a better name for these. 😇

This is what we’re looking at right now, but there are obviously other ways we can slice-n-dice content. For example, we have an archive of “snippets” that we’ve buried for many years but could be useful. Same with videos. And more, if you can believe it. So, there’s plenty of housekeeping to do to keep us busy! This is still very much early days. You’ll likely experience some turbulence during your flight. And I’m okay with that because this is a learning place, and the people working it are learning, too.

Yes, I did just say, “people” as in more than one person because I’d to…

Welcome a couple of new faces!

The thing that excites me most — even more than the ice cream truck excites my daughters — is bringing new people along for the ride. Running CSS-Tricks is a huge job (no matter how easy I make it look 😝). So, I’ve brought on a couple of folks to help share the load!

Juan Diego Rodriguez

Ryan Trimble

I got to know Juan Diego while editing for Smashing Magazine. He had written a couple of articles for Smashing before I joined and his latest work, the first part of a series of articles discussing the “headaches” of working with Gatsby, landed on my desk. It’s really, really good — you should check it out. What you should know about Juan Diego that I’ve come know is that the dude cares a lot about the web platform. Not only that, but pays close attention to it. I’m pretty sure he reads CSSWG specifications for pleasure over tea. His love and curiosity for all-things-front-end is infectious and I’ve already learned a bunch from him. I know you will, too.

Ryan, on the other hand, is a total nerd for design systems that advocates for accessible interfaces. He actually reached out to me on Mastodon when he caught wind that I needed help. It was perfect timing and I couldn’t be more grateful that he poked me when he did. As I’ve gotten to know him, I’m realizing how versatile his skillset is. Working with “design systems” can mean lots of different things. For Ryan, it means consistent, predictable user interfaces based on modular and reusable web components — specifically web components that are native to the platform. In fact, he’s currently working on a design system called Platform UI. I’ve also become a fan of his personal blog, especially his weekly roundups of articles he finds interesting.

You’ll be seeing a lot of Juan Diego and Ryan around here! They’re both hard at work on bringing the trusty Almanac up-to-date but will be posting articles as well. No one’s full time here, me included, so it’s truly a team effort.

Please give ’em both a hearty welcome!

This is all an ongoing work in progress

…and probably always will be! I love that CSS-Tricks is a place where everyone learns together. It might be directly about CSS. Maybe it’s not. Perhaps it’s only tangentially related to web development. It may even be a rough idea that isn’t fully baked, but we put it out there and learn new things together with an open mind to the fact that the web is a massive place where everyone has something to contribute and a unique perspective we all benefit from — whether it’s from a specialization in CSS, semantics, performance, accessibility, design, typography, marketing, or what have you.

Do you wanna write for CSS-Tricks?

You can and you should! You get paid, readers learn something, and that gets people coming to the site. Everybody wins!

I know writing isn’t everyone’s top skill. But that’s exactly what the team is here for. You don’t have to be a superior writer, but only be willing to write something. We’ll help polish it off and make it something you’re super proud of.

More than 200 web developers, designers, and specialists just like you have written for this site. You should apply to write an article and join the club!

So, yes: CSS-Tricks is back!

In its own weird way! In my perfect world, there would be no doubt whether CSS-Tricks is publishing content on any given day. But that’s not entirely up to me. It not only has to be of at least some value to people like you who depend on sites like CSS-Tricks but also to DigitalOcean. It’s a delicate dance but I think everyone’s on the same page with a shared interest of keeping this site around and healthy.

I’m stoked I get to be a part of it. And that Juan Diego and Ryan do, too. And you, as well.

We’re all in it together. 🧡

[time4hemp]

Stop by often!

Take a 420 brake with us three times a week.

Thank you for taking Time 4 Hemp.

Hello and welcome to our brand new blog dedicated to exploring the wonders of the hemp plant! Here at Time 4 Hemp, we're passionate about all things hemp-related, from its incredible medical benefits to its diverse industrial applications. Join us on this exciting journey as we delve into the world of industrial hemp, hemp farming, hemp fuels, hemp foods, and a plethora of other hemp products.

There are many different ways to say high.

Get ready for a multi-sensory experience! In addition to our informative blog posts, we'll be rolling out new audio podcasts and video content to provide you with even more ways to explore the fascinating world of hemp. Whether you prefer to listen on the go or watch engaging visuals, we've got you covered.

This blog is proudly hosted on the historic Time4Hemp.news platform, a renowned hub for cannabis-related news and information. With a legacy of providing reliable and insightful content, Time4Hemp.news is the perfect home for us to share lots of news with views.

Behind the scenes, you'll find Casper Leitch, the visionary creator of this new blog. With a rich history spanning over three decades in the Hemp Movement, Casper has been a driving force for advocacy and education since 1991. From grassroots activism to pioneering online platforms, his dedication to promoting the potential of hemp knows no bounds. He continues to lead the way using all the new AI tools that now make it possible for Casper and friends to raise the dead....well, ALMOST anyway.

Voices from the grave.

Through this blog, not only will we be releasing new content, we will be releasing OLD content in a new way. AI now makes it possible to quickly comb through the more than 3,000 hours of archived material on this site and locate interviews with information that is still important for today's audience to see and/or hear. We will also use content from several hard working hemp activist who were interviewed for a broadcast and have since passed away and - with the magic of AI - bring them back to life and share their message with a new audience of hemp and cannabis lovers.

An example is the short video at the top of this blog post. It features Chris Conrad who (is still alive) was the very first guest on the very first show to broadcast January 5, 1991. Nothing has been done to it with any type of AI program, it’s just a 2-min clip from the show. If you’re really looking for a brief summery of the many different types of products that can be made from the hemp plant, this short clip is about all you need to see. With all the amazing editing that can be done quickly with AI tools, that video might get seen by more people and open more minds to the importance of the hemp plant: Mother Natures greatest gift to all of humankind.

Playing with new toys.

In the future, we will put a video like that through a handful of AI programs and jazz-up the presentation so as to get more eyes and ears to see and hear it. We will do a blog about Chris Conrad and his work as a hemp activists in a future post. I do encourage you to do a Google search on him and check out some of his books.

We will be experimenting and having a lot of fun with all the different kinds of AI video editing tools and art programs that we can get our hands on. We intend to use them in every and any way we can to raise the voice of the global hemp movement and educate the whole world about how HEMP CAN SAVE THE PLANET.

Please share us with your friends.

Get ready to embark on a journey of discovery and empowerment as we unravel the mysteries of the hemp plant. With new content added three times each week, you won't want to miss out on the latest insights, trends, and stories from the world of hemp. Stay tuned, share us with your friends, and let's explore the limitless possibilities of hemp together!

May your path through Life be filled with love and laughter.

[majaloveschris]

So a source told lonesome blog about the video beforehand and then also told them about AB being there with him during the video? Do you think she could have been there?

I've gotten at least 50 asks about this topic. Before I write down my opinion, I would like to ask everybody not to leave hateful and ugly messages in Lonesome's inbox and DMs. What I'm going to write down will be about the source, not about Lonesome.

So the source said that there will be something coming out of Chris, that it will have nothing to do with Alba, and that it will come out on Friday. However, the pottery video came out on Saturday (for Europeans, Sunday). It was already weird for me that it was only this video, like it's not that big of a deal, and that's why the source was so secretive about this whole thing. They could've given more information about it since it's not that big of a deal, or not any information at all since it's not that big of a deal.

Then the source said Alba was there, but she wasn't the one recording. Since they recorded the video in his house, I would assume the source is somebody who was there. So somebody from his inner circle, like someone from his family or his friends, has stated multiple times that he has a really close inner circle, so I find it pretty impossible that any of them would come up here and give information away.

Her location also changed from the US to Portugal to the US in like a half day. Maybe they wanted to make people believe she was in the US? So this source and those things on the table were trying to sell this narrative? Who knows. 

So no, I don't believe this story.

I would like to ask anyone once again not to send any hate to Lonesome. And don't use this post as a reason to send them any hate. This post was about the source and not about them.