#FOURTH STORY
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tomorrowxtogether · 7 months ago
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bl-bam-beyond · 1 year ago
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MY UNIVERSE: ANTHOLOGY BL SERIES
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Episode 7
Story # 4: YOU ARE MY SOULMATE Part 1
Korn (MONTHON VISESHSIN aka MICK) has a dream of someone he doesn't know. His name is Bud (PIYAWAT PHONGKANITANON aka TOP) and the dream seemed less than dry (if you know what I mean...my interpretation)
Now Bud is the son of a fortune teller, so they believe in the mystical. Bud thinks should you meet someone unexpectedly three times in your life that person is your soulmate.
Bud has someone that he's not interested in chasing after him which he runs away from like a track star. Bud secretly has Korn in his heart (the guy that dreamt about him)
Korn and Bud continue to run into one another, but to Bud thinks it's a coincidence while his friend Emmy (the crazy girl from MARRY GO ROUND is back) thinks differently.
Bonus:
Bud in attempts escape the admirer he gets up close and personal with Korn...and Korn is fascinated.
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@pose4photoml @lutawolf
Curious @wanderlust-in-my-soul are you watching these stories?
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kpopmartcom · 7 months ago
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TXT - MEMORIES : FOURTH STORY ➕✖️➕
https://kpopmart.com/product-category/home/k-goods/official-goods/s-t-u-official-goods/txt-s-t-u-official-goods
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egophiliac · 9 months ago
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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ryllen · 1 year ago
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overblot grim with Yuu who accidentally get carried on his back
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yellowwwcrayon · 3 months ago
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Logan about his tatas:
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and Wade about Logan's tatas:
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bevioletskies · 2 days ago
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If God doesn’t want us to love each other, then what’s the point of having God in this world?
GEMINI NORAWIT & FOURTH NATTAWAT in TICKET TO HEAVEN (2025)
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hellspawnmotel · 1 year ago
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remember when I did this?
well I did more
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pitstopreality-f1 · 21 days ago
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nanstar200 · 8 months ago
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HI‼️‼️
MORE FNAF/SPAMTON!!! LOVE U GUYS 🫶🫶
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tomorrowxtogether · 7 months ago
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240508 'MEMORIES : FOURTH STORY' Highlight #1 #HUENINGKAI#투모로우바이투게더 #TOMORROW_X_TOGETHER#TXT
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evagelieneinthesky · 3 months ago
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Usually, when we talk about the most heartbreaking part of Fleabag finale, we talk about this:
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It is incredibly heartbreaking. But we all knew it was coming. And so did Fleabag. Which is why, even with the massive heartbreak, she accepts his decision. She knew he loved God, and no one will come in between that. She knew they could never be together. She had known that from the start. She neither expected nor hoped to be in a relationship. She just wanted to let him know, that she loved him. She wanted to let him know that he was loved. By her. No conditions. No matter what. Which is what makes this scene so heartbreaking.
But I think the most heartbreaking part comes right after:
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These four words are enough to break her apart. Fleabag had spent most of her adult life thinking that she was unlovable. And then there comes this man, whom she loved, despite her heartbreak, telling her that he loves her back. Something she almost never hears. And this too is coming from a man, for whom admitting that he loved someone, like romantically loved someone, was a big deal.
And at this point, everything that they have been through, just becomes infinitely more profound. This is the moment, we, the audience and Fleabag, realize, that she was loved. By the man who finds her in moments where she loses herself. By someone who made her feel infinitely better about herself. By the man who made her see life in a brand-new way, who made her see herself with more love. The full realization hits, and that is what makes her (and me) breakdown. She isn't sad because it didn't happen. She mourns, because it did happen. She was loved.
(I don't know if any of this even makes sense)
BONUS:
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The Hot Priest will never know that she saw The Fox, and immediately knew it was for him. He will never know, that the woman he loved saw something that apparently only he could see, and KNEW it was for him.
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krashlite · 1 year ago
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OK part 1 of how I think the curses work in the Life Series
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This is something I'm gonna come back and update over time :]
Part 1 (you are Here!) , Part 2
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possessedbymypast · 2 months ago
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and every day i contemplate this life i've made but i still long for better days <3
deluxe capacitor - hot mulligan
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thebramblewood · 4 months ago
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Everyone say congratulations to the new uncle! Thank you @itcrescentcrow for your lovely Veronica Aurelius, whose story inspired me to have Vlad start a vampire family of his own (for entirely unspiteful reasons, I'm sure).
P.S. Join the fan club if you haven't already!
Previous / Next
Caleb: [startled] Jesus Christ!
Vlad: [wryly] Guess again. I couldn’t help noticing you’ve acquired a new… houseguest. That girl is freshly turned. She has all the grace of a newborn colt. Your sister’s latest plaything, I presume?
Caleb: How many times have I told you I’m not interested in indulging your desire for gossip? Anyone with a modicum of social grace would have taken the hint by now.
Vlad: [continues, unruffled] The curious thing is I’ve seen her before, the girl, at your insipid little gathering of hedonists in the spring. Her cheeks were much rosier then, as I recall. I’m surprised Lilith offered her the dark gift so soon — or at all. Does she not expect to grow bored of this one? Or, I wonder, did something not go precisely according to plan?
Caleb: [defensively] Lilith didn’t turn her. She nearly killed her. I did it to save her life.
Vlad: [amused] Always the humanitarian, you — though it is strange you would choose to burden another with an existence you clearly detest. But I must admit I’m impressed. I wasn’t sure you had it in you. Frankly, I rather thought you’d be dead or driven to madness by now. [sighs stagily] At any rate, I wish you luck. If you’re hoping to raise her in your image, you’ll need it. I can’t imagine Lilith will surrender her easily. Alas, I must go. There are other matters-
Veronica: [snarls aggressively]
Caleb: Who are you?
Vlad: Manners, darling.
Veronica: Sorry, Uncle Vlad. My dinner almost got away from me.
Vlad: [strangely paternalistic] Isn’t she a marvel?
Caleb: Uncle Vlad?
Vlad: This is my niece, Veronica. Well, cousin several times removed, but that’s such a mouthful. I’ve been trying to introduce her for some time.
Caleb: I must have mistaken that for your usual garden variety creeping.
Vlad: We have a common ancestor in my maker, though the bloodlines diverged centuries ago and hers was thought to be quite diluted. You see, after generations of tamping down their vampiric nature, their powers had largely grown dormant. But Veronica is special. She tells me her dreams led her to me. Can you believe it? [chuckles] I haven’t dreamed since I was mortal. At any rate, I’ve taken her under my wing. I have much to teach her, and she is an eager pupil.
Caleb: Good… for you.
Lilith, looking out on them from the window: He has a WHAT?!?
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ofbreathandflame-archive · 2 years ago
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With the rise of booktok/booktwt, there's been this weird movement against literary criticism. It's a bizarre phenomenon, but this uptick in condemnation of criticism is so stifling. I understand that with the rise of these platforms, many people are being reintroduced into the habit of reading, which is why at the base level, I understand why many 'popular' books on booktok tend to be cozier.
The argument always falls into the 'this book means too much to me' or 'let people enjoy things,' which is rhetoric I understand -- at least fundamentally. But reading and writing have always been conduits for criticism, healthy natural criticism. We grow as writers and readers because of criticism. It's just so frustrating to see arguments like "how could you not like this character they've been the x trauma," or "why read this book if you're not going to come out liking it," and it's like...why not. That has always been the point of reading. Having a character go through copious amounts of trauma does not always translate to a character that's well-crafted. Good worldbuilding doesn't always translate to having a good story, or having beautiful prose doesn't always translate into a good plot.
There is just so much that goes into writing a story other than being able to formulate tropable (is that a word lol) characters. Good ideas don't always translate into good stories. And engaging critically with the text you read is how we figure that out, how we make sure authors are giving us a good craft. Writing is a form of entertainment too, and just like we'd do a poorly crafted show, we should always be questioning the things we read, even if we enjoy those things.
It's just werd to see people argue that we shouldn't read literature unless we know for certain we are going to like it. Or seeing people not be able to stand honest criticism of the world they've fallen in love with. I love ASOIAF -- but boy oh boy are there a lot of problems in the story: racial undertones, questionable writing decisions, weird ness overall. I also think engaging critically helps us understand how an author's biases can inform what they write. Like, HP Lovecraft wrote eerie stories, he was also a raging racist. But we can argue that his fear of PoC, his antisemitism, and all of his weird fears informed a lot of what he was writing. His writing is so eerie because a lot of that fear comes from very real, nasty places. It's not to say we have to censor his works, but he influences a lot of horror today and those fears, that racial undertone, it is still very prevalent in horror movies today. That fear of the 'unknown,'
Gone with the Wind is an incredibly racist book. It's also a well-written book. I think a lot of people also like confine criticism to just a syntax/prose/technical level -- when in reality criticism should also be applied on an ideological level. Books that are well-written, well-plotted, etc., are also -- and should also -- be up for criticism. A book can be very well-written and also propagate harmful ideologies. I often read books that I know that (on an ideological level), I might not agree with. We can learn a lot from the books we read, even the ones we hate.
I just feel like we're getting to the point where people are just telling people to 'shut up and read' and making spaces for conversation a uniform experience. I don't want to be in a space where everyone agrees with the same point. Either people won't accept criticism of their favorite book, or they think criticism shouldn't be applied to books they think are well written. Reading invokes natural criticism -- so does writing. That's literally what writing is; asking questions, interrogating the world around you. It's why we have literary devices, techniques, and elements. It's never just taking the words being printed at face value.
You can identify with a character's trauma and still understand that their badly written. You can read a story, hate everything about it, and still like a character. As I stated a while back, I'm reading Fourth Wing; the book is terrible, but I like the main character. The worldbuilding is also terrible, but the author writes her PoC characters with respect. It's not hard to acknowledge one thing about the text, and still find enough to enjoy the book. And authors grow when we're honest about what worked and what didn't work. Shadow and Bone was very formulaic and derivative at points, but Six of Crows is much more inventive and inclusive. Veronica Roth's Carve the Mark had some weird racial problems, but Chosen Ones was a much better book in terms of representation. Percy Jackson is the same way. These writers grow, not just by virtue of time, but because they were critiqued and listened to that critique. C.S. Lewis and Tolkien always publically criticized each other's work. Zora Neale Hurston and Langston Hughes had a legendary friendship and back and forth with one another's works which provides so much insight into the conversations black authors and creatives were having.
Writing has always been about asking questions; prodding here and there, critiquing. It has always been a conversation, a dialogue. I urge people to love what they read, and read what they love, but always ask questions, always understand different perspectives, and always keep your mind open. Please stop stifling and controlling the conversations about your favorite literature, and please understand that everyone will not come out with the same reading experience as you. It doesn't make their experience any less valid than yours.
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