#DONT SAY ITS NOT BIGGIE BECAUSE IT IS

[miss--river]

ok i know this is played off kinda light hearted because of how vash has his mouth stuffed with pancakes and he's laughing but like... this part feels like my heart is being ripped out! everything is so nice and then they pull out their guns like 'im sorry but please die' and he just says 'no biggie' ?????????

its understandable that they want the bounty because they need it for the town BUT MY HEART!!!!!!!!!!!

[muckyschmuck]

ultimately!

[its-no-biggie]

hey guys who was gonna tell me that bocchi the rock contained the single most autistic scene in anime history

[beancalzone]

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[gamblersdoll]

𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂!- 2

the words with the question stuck out more than anything. ‘are you in a relationship?’ rung through his head for weeks at a time. he could have just said no, but then, couldnt it be disrespectful to you?

shit, now he sounds delusional since you aren’t dating him.

he sat in his office most of the day, just pondering on the question and the fact that he couldnt even respond right. he also fucked himself bad when he clicks on your ‘Instagram’ and sees you in your pretty bikini top.

only just the fact you had your arm around some other man, who just so happened to be a classmate. no biggie right? couldnt be.

yet, he kept staring at you. he stares at the birthmark right on your sternum, the small birth mark in your arm and throat. he’s seen them before, but its so much different now.

shit, he was off the deep end for you. and the whole thought process of how youre only a little bit younger than him, and the scandal he could put you in since you were in a mentorship with him. he needs to save people, he wants to. yet, he’s debating on if they mean that much like you.

he also hated how hot it can get in japan, weather sitting at a ninety nine degree temperature at night. both you and him were patrolling since tokoyami was underage and couldnt be out.

thank god that he brought water though, the good kind at that.

“so uh, how was the beach, little one?” hawks mindlessly asked, looking around while you did the same.

“it was fine, it was just somewhat crowded and hot. i dont even know why i went.” you say, you reminded everyone that depending on what temperature it was outside, you could go. heat wasnt one, you hated it.

“ah, well, it is a beach.” he replied back, gathering himself back next to you. “any fun this weekend?”

“i dont know yet. probably not.” you say, shrugging it off and walking beside him. the cool breeze goes through your hair, you sighing in relief that you could at least feel it through your clothes as well.

shit, she’s free this weekend? he thought to himself, ever so occasionally side eyeing you to see if you were looking at him, were you looking at him? no. damnit.

his hands get sweaty in his gloves, him feeling like some highschool kid in love with the popular pretty girl who just so happened to give him a chance. he clears his throat and looks away from you to see anything else.

fuck, you were actually shorter than him, so you were actually a little one�� which only turns him on more. he wasnt a big build, but he was still somewhat bigger than you.

“you wanna.. grab something to eat?” he asked, pointing to the ramen shop up the street and smiled. “its on me this time since you basically saved my ass yesterday.”

but you practically saved him in general.

“yeah, sure!” you say, cheerful that they’ll have so much air conditioning inside the shop. plus, youre craving a good ramen.

he also gathers that you do a little ‘happy dance’ when you finally get food. you wiggle side to side in your seat, a relaxed sigh in your throat and, your mood increases. do you even know you do this? probably not. shit, you probably do, you do this just so he can say something about you.

the fuck is wrong with me? he questions that daily, and he can only think about that one question until your body spray wafts into his nose, causing a dopamine rush to his brain and he has to stop himself from his eyes rolling back into his head.

fuck, was he some damn addict?

there’s hints of some fruit, he doesnt get what though. he also smells coconut and now hes only curious, pausing on eating his food. hes gotta know what it is, he had to. he cant just ask you because thatll seem weird. it seem creepy for your mentor asking what body spray you use.

was he actually going to find a time to sneak in and find out for himself later?

[poppy-metal]

thinkin abt you getting hurt super bad protecting jordan in a battle or smth like that and you're on the ground, just about to succumb to the overwhelming urge to close ur eyes, but then they're there--holding your face and cursing under their breath and pulling you so, so gingerly into their lap, trying to pretend there aren't tears running down their face.

they r trying to stop u from bleeding out n they're panicked beyond belief but they're still talkin to you all sweet, chastising you for getting hurt for them, mumbling "why would you do that, baby? you know i can't live without you." and "you're gonna be okay. shh, it's gonna be okay." through shaky breaths and when you look up at them n force out an "i love you" they can't bring themself to say it back--just feels too much like a goodbye.

lmao that's so much heavier than i thought it would be 😭 n the injury probably s no biggie they're just freakin out over a big cut or smth

i wanna cry not the "why would you do that, baby?" they're rocking you back and forth lips pressed to your forehead, trembling, feeling like the world is ending <//3

when you get healed up because thankfully it was nothing serious the switch is instantaneous. from big worried cow eyes, to dark as flint because they are angry as fuck. "what the fuck were you thinking." they snap, hands clenching and unclenching at their sides, "jumping in front of me like that. are you stupid? you could have fucking died."

the contrast from how tenderly they were holding you in their arms to the venom in their voice makes you lower lip tremble. "you were - you hadn't shifted and they. they were coming after you-"

they were only indestructible in their masc!form and you'd acted on instinct. jordan shakes their head like this fact is minimal. "it wouldn't have hit me as bad as it hit you."

"so i was supposed to just let you get hurt for me?"

"fucking yeah!" they yell, and you flinch. "jesus. baby, you're not - you're not as strong as me. you know that. i need to know you're fucking safe and behind me or I'll-" they run a hand through their hair in stress, making the hair stand up. "you can't fucking do that shit to me."

tears fill your eyes. you feel chastised n scorned. you look down at your hands in your lap.

"you think I'd be any better off if you were the one in my place..." you sniffle. you know they're just scared, when jordan gets scared they get mean. still, it hurts.

you feel the bed shift as they sit down on it - a hand comes up to cup your cheek, thumb wiping under your eye, swipe away the tears. "hey," they sound much gentler now. they turn your chin till you're looking at them, "I'm sorry for yelling I just-" they sigh, looking down at your lips. you see their eyes melt, "i thought i lost you for a second. and I can't fucking - i can't fucking deal, if you're gone."

the hand moves till its cupping the back of your neck.

"i need to be the one protecting you," jordans thumb is doing that thing where it rubs into your skin like you're a cat. has the same effect, makes you want to start purring. already you feel more relaxed. "I know its not healthy and toxic or whatever, i dont give a shit. i need you to be okay."

you want to argue, you want the same thing. but you know they wont hear it. know this means alot to them, being able to protect you, taking care of you. putting you first. so you just nod, looking up at them with big apologetic eyes and you see the moment you have them.

eyes softening they lean down to brush their lips to yours. two hands cup your face like you're made of glass as they coax your lips apart.

"c'mere," they murmur against your mouth, hands reaching down to your waist, gently maneuvering you until you're on their lap. wrapped in their arms. "my fucking hero." they allow, kissing down your cheek, your jaw, feathering kisses all over, "dont ever do that shit again or I'll beat your ass."

[teddykaczynski]

overall i think it as a concept is bullshit like if we’re talking ideologically. and most days i dont wanna think about it all like i wish this world was so much different so other people didnt make it such a big deal for me. and i believe that my actions have an impact on others so especially because this is such an important thing to me i choose to… not do certain things that a part of me would want to do otherwise. when im around most of my friends its no biggie cause we’re all women and know it and can say it but like other female trans people thinking im “”cis””” makes me so fucking. uncomfortable.

[burnyouwithacigarettelighter]

Omg I’m so happy you replied!! I definitely have more questions.

1. What Cillian character do you like writing about the most and why?

2. What story from your master list are you most proud of?

3. Do you personally have any fic recommendations/ must reads? Other sites included.

4. What gets you inspired to write? Following that question have you ever abandoned a fic?

5. What do you think made you a better writer? If you have any doubts about your work, how do you get past it enough to continue?

6. Is there a Cillian character that you just don’t like, or aren’t interested in watching/ writing about? (Sorry if that’s a loaded question)

omg thank u so much for this!!! i srsly love interacting w u guys, tysm for the thought provoking questions😄🙌

i think i like writing most about robert fischer:) ik it probably doesnt translate considering ive written most for jonathan crane but robert fischer is just such a little sweetheart to me,,, and can go both ways in being a sassy dom douchebag or being a sobbing daddy issues sub darling LOLLL i just think he has a lot of duality to delve into and develop (which ive definitely not done so far☠️) and it helps that his characterization in inception was also very surface level— i have a lot of wiggle room y’know??

i think im most proud of “dine & dash” which im aware probably no-one has read, but getting chris o’doyle’s sassy little dialogue down was like taming a wild beast,,, otherwise, considering my more well-known work, i rly liked writing “honey, i’m home”. i go crazy for the unhinged readers (if u couldnt alrdy tell lmaooo) and seeing jackson get messed with like that was a real treat.

i seriously just recommend anything by @mypoisonedvine,,, they’re literally genius & are the reason i started writing for cillian:)!! other mentions include kitten fics by @pictureinme and, a personal fave, @floralcyanidee’s jackson rippner mile-high club fic!!! these writers are all incredibly talented and im just blown away at their work every single time🫶

my thirst is such a big motivator for writing LMAO😭i wrote “guinea pig” ‘cus i wanted to absolute wreckkk jonathan crane and have him be a sub, and i got a 6.8k words long fic out of said thirst! music & book quotes motivate me a lot too— i spend sm time digging thru my pinterest for a good quote for the beginning of my fic its actually insane☠️and yes,,, im ashamed to say ive abandoned fics numerous times,,, but thats because they were series’, not oneshots. i get bored of series’ pretty quickly, ‘cause i feel kind of trapped by the initial dynamic or mood set in the first chapter. with oneshots, its like writing one long chapter of this trope and this kink or whatever and then its done, and i dont have to exhaust myself going back to tropes or kinks or storylines ive already done.

i think reading made me a better writer. expanding my vocabulary through the words of others was a biggie; seeing something be described in a certain way in someones story had me thinking of out-of-the-box ways to describe another thing (that doesn’t make much sense but lets pretend it does😭). i have many, many doubts about my work, like constantly, but i usually just suck it up. i sound like an attention whore but seeing the reposts & comments & tags on my other work reminds me people like what i’ve written before and certain people will enjoy what ive written now, so i should just finish my work for them. i also take like 100 years rereading my stuff until i think its good enough lmao,,,

ive kinda watched his whole roster of films (atleast ones i could actually find on the internet and not gone missing as a lost piece of media lmao) and i could probably write for any cillian character given i had a good idea and proper motivation. writing for certain characters is definitely harder for me to do though, so its likely i wont write for them/will take a long time to do so. an example is lenny miller— anna was such an insufferable movie to me, and lenny’s screentime wasn’t long at all, atleast not long enough for me to properly grasp his character. he just felt like a horny hardass fbi goof the whole time i could not take his 5’7 ass seriously😭cillian is smexy as hell in anna tho, so we’ll see😈another would probably be robert capa from sunshine,,, hes beautiful and deliciously musty in that but the whole spaceship setting kinda freaks me out (considering i know 0 zilch nada about space, spaceships, or anything of the sort, so it’d definitely be inaccurate). an au with him id definitely do, though! (with that hair of his my mind is already forming a 90s band au, guitarist!capa x singer!reader story…)

again thank u so much for these questions!! i feel like i rarely get to chat to u guys so this was well appreciated😄🫶thank you so much for reading, for sending these questions in, and for being an overall sweetheart, anon!

[djhamaradio]

I do not have a brand because I am not a corporation.

I lost my job recently and had to log back into my LinkedIn account. The whole thing felt forced and weird because I never use the app and I never post anything and suddenly I posted an alert showing I was open for work. The whole process felt weird because everyone in my network seemed to be confused because everyone on there is an ace at networking and using their personal brands to show people what they have going on in their work lives and I felt like a faker. Same way I feel when I am told I am not effectively branding my radio show and my escapades in the record digging world to become a vinyl influencer (not sure if that exists). The whole thing has me depressed because I get the feeling my inactivity is not helping with my job prospects. And no matter what advice I read on Forbes or whatever blog about personal marketing I’m never going to be good at it. I lack the brand consistency or whatever it’s called because ultimately I am not that committed to this world of personal branding. The article above from the wonderful folks at Vox reminds me that this is one of the legacies of late market capitalism everyone is merely a sellout but we don’t have interests or passions anymore everything we do or say has to be leveraged for likes and followers. The thing I find most intriguing about this world is the pervasisveness of hucksterism, and just pure fakery. I find people employing awful vague corporte phrases like maximizing productivity to describe their day to day lives.I find people posting shit about how one can leverage their brand to build a following that will lead them to make a living off social media. it is all disgusting but more than anything speaks to just how much consumerism, and capitlism in general has infected every sacred facet of human life. We have all become brands, and as brands your ultimate goal is to sell, sell and sell. Sell agressively, sell even if it means lying and sell with your consumer in mind. I look at myself I truly joined social media to connect with friends, at some point I left Facebook because my conservative family had joined and thewas now on they had an issue with my Halloween costume (Me dressed as a member of De La Soul and my girlfriend at the time in. slutty Nun costume), so I deleted the account and stuck with IG. On IG aI liked sharing music banter, odd ball humour and rap references with my small cast of friends who get it, and I use it to let people know when my radio show is on. My show is decently popular and I dont make a living doing it, I do DJ gigs on the side and I make decent guap doing it but would absolutely never do that for a living. The DJ gig funds the record collecting, and the radio show is a creative outlet that is all it is. I dont give a shit about branding, even though in a sense I am acting like a brand but I am not selling you anything. I put myself out there simply to say hey check out what I am doing and let me know if you fuck with it other than that no biggie. I aint out here saying if you listen to my radioshow your dick will grow bigger, all the chicks will like you and I am offering somekind of solution to one of lifes ills. My purpose is simply to say hey dont know what you doing but tune into my non-commercial uninterrupted absolutley amteurish radio show where you get to hear me play funk, soul, jazz and african music, for its on sake and not to sell but plugs or lawn mowers. The branding shit is particularly insidious because it makes us forget that there was a time when people congregated because they shared deep interests outside of the capitalist objective, think about stamp collectors, book clubs, bowling leagues and in my case a group of guys who drive around the midwest frequenting record stores spending huge amounts of hours scouring dollar record bins for prized records (This is also a dying art but I digress). I think at the heart of it social media has democratized aspects of the creative world. I just want to live in a world where I am not a brand.

[bedforddanes75]

saw someone say "dont make decisions when in your luteal or follicular phase" or something then bitched when someone (admittedly a trumpie i think) said "so how do you expect women to do good jobs in power" like you brought this on yourself. its YOUR fault youre getting misogyny because Believe It Or Not women are not completely controlled by their hormones ?? yeah i feel like shit during whatever fucking phases of my cycle but good LORD dont start up on your "dont make decisions!" its sooooooo stupid. oohhh poor women baby waby cant make decisions because her Emotions are too biggy wiggy :(((( SHUT THE FUCK UP

[hballegro]

chapter 8. the biggie. part 1.

it is now i reveal a terrible secret to you all;

you can ctrl+f this chapter and compare it to If-- by Rudyard Kipling. and you will find that every god damn word in that stupid poem appears at least once. there are also a few paraphrased lines in there that you might notice.

WHY???

[i am very bad when it comes to gaging ppl's knowledge of poems i think everyone already knows, so yeah, the poem they're sharing is If- by Rudyard Kipling. easy for me to recognize personally because my mom memorized it all in school and would say it to me sometimes]

this process included me writing the whole thing out by hand, ctrl + f for all of the words, highlighting the ones that i had yet to use, and then keeping the list next to me while editing the first draft

and if you didnt notice this fact at all. that means i did a GOOD JOB!! cause its SUPPOSED TO BLEND IN SEAMLESSLY!!

yknow. its the moment hawkeye fell head-over-heels. and bj too, maybe. so ofc i had to include it in the chapter where they finally Kiss. they havent worked it all out yet yeah but. cmon. i cant just not. my options were to either have one of them reference it directly [im bad at that, and would be ham-fisted], or do this insane strat. and i picked the worst option. fuckin Knaves i hate you rudyard kipling for this and other reasons

also; shouted out in the ao3 endnotes but ill do it here to all sneaky-like, shout out to serpercival for both motivating me to put trapper in this chapter via loving the guy a lot and for letting me use their marvelous brain to pick out some subtle nods to Trapper John MD. i dont wanna @ people but hehe i can still link their page >:]

anyway: the painting peg talks abt being erin's favourite is California Spring, as she says, and here it is

folks i can finally use this meme i made back before i even finished chapter 4

shoutout to this video for being great to have in the bg underneath my sad love music to really set the scene. Loon moment

if you liked how papa Daniel Pierce acted in this, good! hes based off my childhood best friend's mom! she was very intimidating and always had this serious look on her face but the very first time i went over to their house she went 'psst. [best friend]. hball. come over here my husband is gonna come up the stairs and you should jump out and scare him' within the first 20 minutes!!

so basically hes stern/serious/intimidating [formal letters, the kind of man to not want to worry his son, idk just feels right] but goofy as shit and its all a facade [had hawkeye so he gotta be a lil silly, dinner table talk in Sons and Bowlers]

if you liked how i described hawkeye's childhood home GOOD!! i was describing my grandmother's house the whole time and you didnt even know. that ugly sofa is a thing my grandpa did. get pranked. always draw on experience when possible folks

i plan to have the next chapter out two days from now. THREE at the LATEST. and tomorrow i plan to publish the next Operating in Limbo chapter ~sometime~ before midnight [my time. central time.], or like 1am at the latest since i can stay up late tomorrow. unless the Troubles.

reward for scrolling this far; my saga of proto-names being shit like 'ooga booga' continues in the form of this being the working title for the Big Conversation chapter;

[ef-1]

🚩👹❤️❌️🆘️🚨💄💋🌹🍒!

sooooOOooooOOOOooo I'm 21, my friend is engaged, this is my first experience with one of my direct friends actually going on a wedding journey or whatever the fuck you call it, until today I thought the bridzilla thing was like a myth or a joke or mayhaps a boomer thing I don't fucking know what I thought but like. what is this truly. how many times can one person say "but it's my engagement party" before it's socially acceptable to hiss at them.

It's literally so bizarre. I know this is a stressful time. I understand the urge to want everything to be perfect. I know you want the support and help of your friends but maybe? Don't? Be? A? Cunt? I've known her for years, she's always been so sweet???

She made our other friend cry bc she wanted him to pick up the wine and he replied "sure! I'll head over at 3pm (party was at 7) after lunch with my bf" "ITS MY FUCKING ENGAGEMENT, CANT YOUR LUNCH WAIT" ¿¿¿ ???

I picked up the hors d'oeuvres, she changed the order from the catering company last minute so there was an extra charge, no biggie, I paid for it, didn't mention it to her at all. Picked up her dress. I booked & paid for her hair stylist. We're the same shoe size so for a couple of weeks I went out, tried on a bunch of shoes for her and sent her photos until she found the one. Steamed her dress this morning. She's not too handy with makeup and she asked me to do her makeup, something I've done hundreds of times before to no complaints but today was"kate, you're not doing it right, I want it to look like yours" WE DONT HAVE THE SAME FUCKINF FEATURES IM NOT A FUCKING MAGICIAN. Her sister doesn't drive so a couple of weeks ago I made the 3 hour drive to her country ass town to pick her and her weird husband who would not fucking stop flirting with me up. My friend got his bf who's a photographer to photograph the party for free. I lended her my grandmother's jewellery.

Literally one thing about me is I'll never ever, ever, ever do anything for someone because I expect something in return bc I think that's a shitty way to approach life and you'll hurt yourself when people don't repay you for something they didn't ask for. So I'm not the type of person to regret doing a favour bc if I do something, I wanted to. I had no problem with doing any of the above bc I agreed to do it. I wanted to do it.

What I did not agree to is having to watch her scream at our friend for 20 minutes until he cried. Honestly this should have been enough, I'm not a timid person I should have told her to fucking cut it out and I'm ashamed I didn't.

My nervous system has been literally fucking eating itself. My leg has been completely numb for 2 weeks now. standing is fine, but I literally can't walk without a cane. It sucks. It fucking sucks because people look at you and they mean well always but they can't not look like they pity you when they do. And she'd been disgusting today. Like a genuinely horrible person. And it's her night, didn't want to ruin it so after 2 hours of formalities, when people started grinding on eachother like animals in heat and her sister's husband started eyeing me like the fucking weirdo that he is and i got my 8th "Awwwww Katherine you look beautiful, why don't you dance" of the night BECAUSE I FUCKING CANT MAYBE THIS IS A REHEARSAL FOR WHEN I GET PARALYSED FUCK OFFFFFFFF I HOPE THE SUN FALLS ON YOUR FUCKING HEAD

I went up to her and whispered "hey, I'm just going to head out, the fatigue is hitting hard and I hate when people ask me why I'm not dancing" which is something she knows. Something I've confided in her about a hundred times. When MS fucks my mobility I usually just stay at home until it boils over, she knows this. So imagine my surprise when she literally looks me in my dumb fucking eyes 🧿🧿 and says "kate are you serious? Can't you just hold on a for a couple of hours, what am I meant to do without you." girl at this point? die for all I care.

Her raggedy ass fiance, who I've advocated the dumping of a trillion times btw has the AUDACITY to chase me to the car when my flatmate comes to pick me up with "Katherine you're upsetting her" ¿¿¿¿¿¿ ¿‽‽‽‽‽‽‽‽‽‽‽‽

the wildest part is, this isn't even the wedding, this is just the engagement I just realised maybe despite knowing this friend for years maybe I didn't know her at all lol anyway I looked so fucking good it wasn't even close and I'm so glad I decided not to wear the expensive dress I'd planned on wearing, and maybe this is all a sobering lesson about socially sanctioned behaviour and not swallowing your tongue when someone you love is made to cry

[postdespair]

can't reply on the post or message you in chat but just wanted to say that makes sense! I was confused but the way you phrased it made me realize I completely forgot about that important element. there definitely is a bit of a difference between the two. thank you for replying to my tags you did not have to do that!

i didnt actually write the post thinking many people would read it so i maybe didnt word it well and i didnt know charli was half indian so my b implying shes white .. i do think a lot of her fanbase consists of white leftists that dont have the same sympathy for meg or beyonce and theyre getting criticized far more because they are black. we are having an open dialogue 🙂‍↕️ its no biggie

[all-doggirls-go-to-heaven-2]

Ok sorry girl you can't say people having problem with the prose in locked tomb is us being ""too weak"" for unsanitized queer rep. I watch Gaspar Noe films. I couldnt get through the third chapter of those books because the prose often left me disappointed and disoriented. I don't want to say "cringy" bc I dont believe in it, but it didnt take itself seriously enough for me to take it seriously.

Maybe theres some good querr content there. Maybe theres GREAT queer content there. But its written like a bunch of teenagers who spend too much time on pinterest and tiktok trying to recount the plot to a sci-fi movie. And that SUCKS to read through if youre not 100% on board with it.

The biggest takeaway is this: art that has queer things in it is often really bad. Sorry to say it. Ive been to enough indie film festivals to see alllll the gay short movies that just suck the life out of you (in a bad way). Because more often than not, being gay is 1. Not being investigated in any meaningful way 2.the people making it have about no money or expertise and/or 3.(and this is the biggie) they think simply because its gay it has enough edge. They think that outside homophobia is enough of a conflict. Or worse, they think that simply making something an A.I could write about space aliens but the woman in the cover has a cock is somehow good enough to be "good queer rep" and not bother to tell you a good story.

I remember being in my first documentary class. And my teacher, bless her soul, said something that will never leave my mind.

"When we put a character up there, we're representing them. And if we fuck it up, we smear their reputation. After all, someones gonna see that movie you made and ask themselves 'damn, why did x agreed to be in this? This sucks. I thought they had higher standards/knew better/were better than this.'. Thats your main responsabilty when youre making something about people you care about. Dont fuck it up."

And im sad to say but

Some of us are kinda fucking it up, and the rest of us are shutting our eyes and saying "it cant possibly be bad, its queer!"

[its-no-biggie]

hello biggie!! so your posts about orv have really piqued my interest and i’d like to read it!! only thing is i’m not quite sure where to start,, i hear there’s a webtoon as well as a novel?? if you have any suggestions i would very much appreciate them <33

AAAHHHH OMG!!!! so glad my orv propaganda is working >:3

i usually recommend reading the manhwa (read: korean manga i.e the webtoon) first and then the novel, especially if you arent familiar with korean media and like. genre conventions. it gets you hooked quickly and it sets you up well for the novel in my opinion. plus its still ongoing (and will be for like. 8 more years. no im not exaggerating) so it forces you to read the novel to see how it ends hehehe

but the novel is really the important one!! so you can completely skip the manhwa and start there if you want. in fact, im of the opinion that the manhwa is not a very good adaptation of the story, but that it kind of works as an introduction anyway? i have a post where i discuss it on my blog somewhere but either way. some would say dont read the webtoon at all but personally i like it i think it adds to the experience. so its up to you

ALSO!!! if you do start reading it you MUST block the tag 'orv spoilers' because theyre BIG BIG MAJOR SPOILERS. be very careful and try to avoid the fandom (even the wiki!!) as much as possible until youve finished it, bc theres a lot of really big reveals that happen toward the end and you dont want them spoiled. trust me

and for a little bit of extra context: there are actually 2 versions of the novel! it was originally published as a serial webnovel, and then later edited and published as an ebook. personally i would recommend the ebook bc a) the manhwa is adapting the ebook version, b) once you download the ebook you can have it forever, and c) i generally agree with a lot of the edits they made to the original. but i originally read the web version so i can promise you theyre both very good and very much the same story. theres just some mild discrepancies that you might run into in the fandom lmao

[urfavnegronerd]

Your argument is that he “fell off.” But considering he currently breaking records for a charting song proves other wise. Thats all I am saying.

tl;dr: i miss when jack harlow was on that dorky white-boy hip hop swag type shit, similar to mac miller, without being disrespectful

music brain rot because i'm teaching myself to learn how to produce music for college application purposes

okay yeah no i completely get that, he's doing really well music chart topping wise (is there an actual word for that idk), it just feels like the quality of music (from my standpoint, and i was also someone who could identify what pac and biggie sounded like before i knew wtf the alphabet was so i may full and well be biased) kinda declined. i feel like we watching a post malone type jawn all over again, like he kinda used the hip-hop sound to get recognition (?) and then kinda drifted into pop???? idk lovin on me is very shopping background music-y idk if that makes sense but that's just what it sounds like. like im saying mans occasionally drops something that has me like 'well... shit i guess white men CAN jump' (im sorry that was a bad joke but very much needed). like that whole luv is dro, already best friends, whats poppin era did him so good and i think that's an era that he needs to return to. like that specific sound did him so good like, he js has that dope-ass white boy swag that we ain't really seen since mac miller and boy do we need that back, and the sounds he was using (bass heavy type shit(i might be dragging it but yk what i mean), light synth kinda). and it could js be 100% that he was working a lot more w/ statik (hope he's doing better)

dont get me wrong i still stream the songs i like but he js isn't as appealing as he was w the records he's currently putting out. and its not to say that people shouldn't aim to express themselves artistically and experiment with who they are, its just (from my standpoint) that by going in the complete opposite direction rather than experimenting with different subgenres of hip hop (there's a lot, s/o my extra credit research paper) he lost a pretty big demographic of listeners

thats all :)