#I love these cheesy sappy men

[eukrasiancrisis]

- Do you not miss it most during these trips, Fyr?

- I know you're awake. - ...Aye.

- Tell me, do you not miss your open seas? Your ship? Your skies? - Aye, I do. Sure, I do.

- Miss me mates, too. Chrys 'n Wyse's boat. Old Mahi 'n his missus. Stinky. - ...Of course you do. Foolish of me to ask.

- A ship, though? That's just fer gettin' ye where ye need to be 'n gettin' ye home. I'm where I need to be. This is home.

- As fer the sea, well,

- I've got me own lil whorl right 'ere. Been a sight harder navigatin' her life than any seas I've sailed. All windward with her 'n no stars to guide me.

- A sight more rewardin', though. No, old lad. All me life's seafarin's been leadin' me to her. Just prayin' I get her where she needs to be too.

- You're faring well so far, captain.

[lees-chaotic-brain]

Which one of the JJK men/boys would grab your hand, wait for a bit and then raise it up to press a kiss to your knuckles?

this is very cute. it also got very out of control. and the haikyuu boys joined. i apologize.

How would/would he kiss your hand??

Bows with a dramatic flourish and takes your hand like he's going to kiss it. Instead he started chewing on your knuckles, ignoring your swatting and screeching in favor of gnawing and drooling all over your hand

GOJO, inumaki, toji (if he's in a playful mood), ATSUMU

The two of you are cuddling, your intertwined hands resting on his chest as he leans against your front. You're using your free hand to scroll through social media when he picks up your hand and presses your palm to his lips, lingering there for a moment. When you look down at him curiously, he just gives you a sappy grin and tells you he loves you.

geto, OSAMU, SUGAWARA, asahi, akaashi, YAMAGUCHI, YUUJI

Kisses your hands when you dance in the kitchen, or on romantic dates. Not an everyday occurrence, but when it happens it's always very sweet and tender. He's a gentleman through and through.

NANAMI, daichi, AKAASHI, megumi, kuroo (he tries)

Why would he kiss your hands when he can kiss all over your adorable face and lips???

BOKUTO, YUUJI, oikawa, NISHINOYA, atsumu, HINATA, INO

That's really cheesy and embarrassing. Why would he ever do that?

megumi, TSUKISHIMA, sukuna, SAKUSA

Maybe during quiet moments at home. He doesn't like pda, but he supposes it's fine if you're not in public.

MEGUMI, sakusa (if he knows your hands are clean), iwaizumi, kenma

Wants to, but he's too shy </3

YUUTA, YAMAGUCHI, ASAHI, choso

Too dense to consider kissing your hand.

KAGEYAMA, USHIJIMA

[aliesbienish]

Love at first swipe

Benedict Bridgerton x fem reader. Modern Au.

Warnings: Cheesy AF. Innuendos.

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Cute smile. Check.

Kind eyes. Check.

Well written profile with no misogynistic undertones. Double check.

This guy must be to good to be true. Definitely a bot. Or married and cheating on his poor wife. Plus what girl hasn’t been screwed over by a ‘Ben’, maybe he’ll be yours.

Still against better judgement you swiped right on Mr. cute smile, and then called it a day. Closing tinder and setting down your phone, reluctantly getting up to make yourself dinner. Honestly having a partner to share the cooking load was just as appealing as the romance at this point.

Basic spaghetti made and glass of wine in hand you plopped back onto the couch to continue your next rerun of pride and prejudice, the tv show of course. At least you could always day dream of life with Mr Darcy, and if he was always looking like he just emerged from the lake then so be it.

Grabbing your phone to enter into some simultaneous mindless scrolling you saw a notification from Tinder pop up. Oh boy a new match. Maybe you needed more wine.

Of course you couldn’t help being intrigued, so you opened it up to see a new message from the definite robot himself.

Ben: Good evening [y/n], to what do I owe this pleasure?

You: Bit early to determine I’ll be a pleasure isn’t it?

I’m actually only here because I am convinced you are a bot and honestly chatting with a bot is almost guaranteed to be more exciting than chatting with a man.

Ben: I’m nothing if not optimistic. I promise I am not a bot. And before you say it; I know that it’s exactly what a bot would say but it’s also exactly what a human would say.

You: Touché. Alright Ben, prove it.

Ben: Do you interrogate all your matches or am I special?

You: You’re special. But don’t get sappy about it, I’m just suspicious that your profile doesn’t have a photo of you fishing or in front of a car.

Through many years of observation I’ve hypothesised that each human man must show one or the other.

Ben: And have you hypothesised why that may be?

You: It’s almost certainly something to do with their hunting and gathering skills. That or compensation.

Ben: And how was this concluded?

You: Well fishing is obviously a modern (and frankly boring) man’s hunting and gathering.Least amount of work and blood involved. These men want to prove they can provide, but will likely never actually do the real hunting and gathering ie. Grocery shopping.

Ben: Science seems sound. And cars?

You: Well that’s obvious. The bigger and shinier the car the smaller the 🍆.

Ben: I quite agree…but that might be because I own a mud covered beetle.

You: Haven’t you heard it’s best to keep expectations low?

Ben: And risk losing out? No thank you.

You: If you’re real, which the jury is still out, I’m sure that’s not an issue.

Ben: Still? I’m flattered. And while it may not be an issue let’s say why would I settle for bronze when I can have gold?

FYI that’s me saying I think you’re gold

You: thanks for the clarification. You’re really into calling this early aren’t you? 10 minutes and you’re obsessed.

Ben: It’s actually been about thirty minutes if you count when I first came across your profile and haven’t stopped thinking about you since.

You: That is either incredibly honest or an amazing line.

Ben: Oh it’s both. But first and only time I’ll use it, cross my heart.

You: So what next?

Ben: Coffee, tomorrow hopefully if that’s not too soon?

You: Tomorrows great. Meet in the city? Say Leicester Square at 11am?

Ben: Done. I look forward to it.

You: You’d better be real or I’ll hurt you.

You were standing in the square outside of the cinema, your agreed meeting place. Despite the anxiety in you wanting to call the date off you’d made it. It was likely a good thing you only had 24 hours or so to think about it. Ben had been funny and endearing and so damn sure he wanted to meet you. He seemed so lovely that it defied belief, but you were willing to suspend reality.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, and you spun around to come face to face with Ben. In the flesh, as handsome or in fact even more so than his profile photos.

You meet his eyes and suddenly you felt lost in them.

“Hi,” You muttered, a goofy smile plastering your face. “I’m [y/n]”.

“Hi back. My real names Benedict. But Ben is fine. Long story. It’s lovely to meet you properly.”

“Thank god we’re both real,” you laughed.

“To be honest I never had any doubt. When you know you know.”

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Maybe I’m just trying to manifest my own luck on the dating apps 🤷🏻‍♀️

[twistedchatterbox]

New voicemail

summary: sappy boys being mushy over the phone for you. ft.Riddle, Cater, Vil, Idia tags. Female reader, No Spoilers, Fluff, Cheesy Sappy Lovey Dovey Romance, Slice of life, Spice of life, Smitten Vil, Lovesick Riddle, Cater sings for you, anniversary date with idia, copious use of petnames, no beta we overblot like men.

Wordcount; 1520+ | Masterlist & Taglist

Riddle has cleared his throat thrice, drank water and mentally rehearsed what he wanted to say for this voicemail; however once he hit record, none of that really mattered. "Hi," he whispered, the nearly overwhelming happiness in was audible, it nearly spoke for him. Thinking about the silliness of it, the dormwarden laughed, giggly at the mishap, it really was unavoidable anyway. Riddle took a breather, sighing in a relieved and relaxed manner, "Hi" he whispered with a wide grin, one you would hear vividly, openly adoring, "I missed you." "I missed you so, so much; I want to spend time with you- If you'd have me, we could study together once the exam subjects are announced, if you want to." Riddle murmured, twirling one of the longer locks of hair framing his face with his idle hand; eyes closed, envisioning it. "And then, we could go on a date." He hummed, would you like a cafe date? Karaoke? The aquariu- Well, maybe not the aquarium. Maybe he could take you out on a walk to the district nearby of the internships he picked out, but that sounded too serious. So, a cafe would suffice for now. He would check Cater's magicam page, namely his older posts to see some of the calmer, more relaxing places he could take you to. "What do you think? Let me know once you see- or i suppose hear- this, my lovely." "bye-bye, I love you." And suddenly, time couldn't pass fast enough. ...He supposes he could write his own written permit to stay over, it's not as if anyone could stop him; you had always been ecstatic to see him use the loopholes of rules to be a good boyfriend, after all.

Cater leap onto his bed, giddy and giggly, rolling back and forth while occasionally kicking his feet like a schoolgirl. Lightly smushing and slapping his face with both of his own hands to calm down, he sighs, hugging one of his pillows, looking idly around his room. A love song. He had been giddy and sappy because he heard a love song, it sounded so much like the essence of you. He has already begun memorizing the lyrics, so that he could sing it, maybe he'd learn to play it too. it made him so happy. You made him so happy. He loves you- and he sighs, you really ought to start paying rent someday for living in his head all the time, and his heart too. And then he thought, what if he.. sung, for you? Well that suddenly made him anxious, but ecstatic, he was such a nerve wreck. but it was good. and overwhelming. Cater curses the lack of logistics in him. He thinks back to the comment lingering in the back of his mind, he knows why he's even thought of this- "I love it when you sing" you said, cuddling up to his neck, leaning on him, on his bed, sitting on his lap while he sung a simple tune of a song as he was practicing on his guitar. It was his favourite, his sisters hated it. and you loved it. And Cater soaked it up like a sponge, like a golden retriever, if you will; fetching his phone fast, so that he could do this before his dumb insecurities could catch up to him. Sweater weather. "All I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beach But I stand in California with my toes in the sand Use the sleeves of my sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered Touch my neck and I'll touch yours You in those little high waisted shorts, oh-" Cater felt the song and your hands crawl up his body like phantom touch as he sung. it was ticklish, making him end the song halfway with a breathless chuckle and a dumb smile, he knew you could hear it in his tone, but he didn't mind at all. He hoped one day, you'd get to grasp how precious you are to him; he loves you, and he loves everything you love too, somehow inlove with the way you do too. The word doesn't make sense anymore, but it really does too. He feels a lot like love with you, yeah, Cater laughed; it really shouldn't make sense, but he's so thankful it does. Looking back at his phone, he records his final piece. "I love you, princess." Sent. ...And maybe, he grinned- "Meet me in my room for the full piece, maybe? I could pick you up~" Sent.

Vil laid down in bed, normally he wouldn't do so until it was time to sleep, yet he knew he'd cave into something far more off-schedule if he didn't. He laughed, it truly was bizarre; Vil Schoenheit, the renowned actor was missing his girlfriend. That, it was the entire reason. The cause of his simple complicated mood. Well, he knew that if he called you it could get you in trouble; perhaps you were in class, or working on something, he couldn't interrupt you without being a hypocrite. But. Vil eyed his phone on the night stand, maybe he could do something. A playful grin rose on his gorgeous features, mischief, rarely shown in a not overly elegant manner. Vil couldn't give a damn. He reached out and swiped his phone, opening it swiftly and admiring your contacts information. "The love of my life." it made him smile, he was so indecisive about what kind of nickname would fit; he did not want to jinx this by being overly cliche and being soft or off-character, until you so naturally, casually reminded him that for as long as he's off stage, then he's supposed to be off-character. No one besides himself, and you, that's all he really needs. He sighed dreamily, hitting record. "Hi, my beauty, my muse, my dove," Vil chuckled to himself, "My, my my, haa.. I missed your presence so much, if only you knew." He tucked a stray lock of hair behind his ear, closing his eyes, "Lets remedy this once you are available, okay? We could have a spa day, or, if you can, I can ask my management to pick you up so that you can accompany me for the entire day..." "It's been a while since we got to spend the entire day together, side by side" That was a goddamn lie. "Maybe you can make up to me by joining me on a day-long date and night time spa?" You slept in his room and woke up side by side every day already.

"Let me know when you're free, my dove; " He blew a kiss, a soft click of his lips, "I love you."

Idia sighed, drinking down the cup of water, staring at the mirror reflection of himself on the screen of his phone. "The things I do for you" he thought with a softened, pleased smile. Calming, it was accurate to describe the affect you had on him when he thought of you. Sure he flared up into life from the power of anxiety, love, nerves and his traitorous color changing flame hair the second you stepped foot into 6ft of his physical area of existance, but he had come around to relax so much more as your relationship developed. This will be just another milestone, he said, time will pass either way, he told himself, better do it now than miss a limited edition chance. Idia averted his gaze as he pressed the record button, "uh- Hey, hi, " he fake-coughed into his hoodies sleeves, tugging on the strings of said hoodie with his idle hand. "I missed you, so" He shrugged, mentally smacking himself upside down the head for doing something you had no chance to hear. "So i decided to leave a voice message- Come visit me once you can, okay? I'll order your favourites too, if you want. Or we could cook together, I dunno'," Idia glanced back, looking momenterily at your contact picture, it was one he took while you two were out on a date. Outside for your half-year anniversary, a year ago now. That gave him an idea, making him grin. "I know instant noodles aren't always your thing so I'll treat us to something nice," He 'hummed', pretending to ponder. "..I could take us to that ramen place, maybe? I..I-I think it was nice last year." Idia said, stuttering at the last bit, yet carrying on. "Let me know what you think." "I love you." He said, it was only natural, as everything lovely seemed to be when it came to you. Idia fist bumped the air, letting out a happy victory sound; that actually went perfectly?!- He couldn't help but laugh, loudly and absolutely thrilled, ecstatic. He jumps into his bed and screams into his pillow; Idia sighs, relaxing as if he just ran a marathon (his heart sure did, to be fair.) and a closed eye-d smile made its way to his face without any resistance "I love her so much.." You always make him so happy.

[deramin2]

Tonight I got to show my boyfriend Big Eden (2000). I love that movie so much. It's sappy and cheesy but no one had EVER made a gay romcom like like that. No queer movie had existed with that softness and living acceptance. It's 5 years older than the homophobic misery porn of Brokeback Mountain being held up as representation we should be grateful for. Big Eden broke as many barriers as Philadelphia (1993) or The Boys in the Band (1970).

Queer romcoms are only now becoming common 20 years later. Bros (2022) would have no queer Hallheart movies to simultaneously mock and long for without Big Eden. No The Way He Looks (2014), no Cloudburst (2011), no Fire Island (2022), no Spoiler Alert (2022), no Booksmart (2019), and no countless other films.

They exist because Thomas Bezucha said we deserve these stories, too. We deserve gentleness and love and small town crushes held onto for decades and someone who pours all their feelings into cooking for you and pretends it's not him because he's too shy. He deserve a Greek Chorus of old men who do nothing all day getting roped into it and hardware store lesbians and an old busybody playing matchmaker that realizes her errors. We deserve silly love triangles with gentle endings for everyone. We deserve the fantasy of it all. We deserve no queer people dying or being pressured by their family or corrected by anyone. Just love. Sappy, soft, gentle, healing, protective love. We deserve our own take on old tropes. And that's still something special.

[an-akward-ace]

I FINISHED IT AND POSTED IT

Falling (1845 words) by an_awkward_ace Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Jack Kline, Castiel (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Post finale?, well kind of during the finale?, it can be read either way, fic-it fic, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Jack Kline as God, cas has bees, Dean has kissed ONE boy, Dean Winchester is Bad at Feelings, hes emotionally constipated, heaven isnt heaven without cas, Heaven, First Full Fic, Sappy, Cheesy, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Gay Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, POV Dean Winchester, third person, no beta we die like men, Possible ooc Dean, possible ooc cas, pretty sure jack is completely in character, dean prays to jack, castiel has a little cutesy home, Love Confessions, exactly 1 swear word, i dont know how to end stories Summary: Dean is in heaven but something's wrong. Castiel not being there is just not right. So what's there to do but face his feelings and find him?

[wooahaes]

vibrance

pairing: non-idol!jaehyuk x gn!reader

genre: fluff <3

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: hes sappy!!! sappy and in love!!!

daisy's notes: men who seem so full of love fr. hes just so <3

Despite how badly Jaehyuk wanted to be cuddled up with you right now, he felt like he was okay with this. 

You had wanted to go for a walk through the park since the leaves were changing, and who was he to deny you when you were so excited? You had even packed your little sketchbook into your bag, smiling to yourself as you took his hand. Eventually, he would end up with either his head on your shoulder or in your lap as you painted. Most of your little nature dates with Jaehyuk ended like that: with you and your tiny travel watercolor kit, and him admiring you as you painted. But for now? For now, he would hold your hand as you talked about your classes and how they were going. 

Yet he couldn’t fight back the smile when he watched you purposefully step onto dead leaves, just to hear them crunch underneath your boots. Cute, cute—you’re so cute. How were you this cute? Jaehyuk’s friends teased him for how enamored he was when it came to you. It felt like he loved every little quirk you had, but he’d argue that he felt that way for pretty much all of his friends. He liked the little quirks that made a person them. 

“I have a test in class next week, actually…” You sighed. “I should probably be studying for it, but I didn’t really want to when it’s so pretty today.”

He nodded along. “Have you seen a spot you want to paint yet?”

A flustered look crossed your face as you fought back a smile, cheeks likely burning with embarrassment at how well he knew you. Why be embarrassed, he wondered to himself, to have a boyfriend that knew you? Then again, maybe you weren’t so much as embarrassed that he knew you so well, but that he’d pretty much pegged the thought that lingered in the back of your mind. You were on the lookout for something pretty that you could paint, after all… It was too nice out to not capture the scenery. 

“Not yet,” you mumbled, tugging your hoodie closer to you. 

Wordlessly, Jaehyuk pulled his hand free from your own. He’d reached up to unwrap the scarf he was wearing, bristling slightly at the chill in the air. 

“You don’t have to—”

I do, he thought to himself, because I care about you, and I know you get cold easily. He’d stopped you, wrapping his scarf around your neck before leaning in to steal a quick peck. “Better?”

Shyly,  you nodded after a moment. “Better.” 

With a chuckle, he stole another quick kiss from you. How could he not when you were so adorable to him? He slipped his hand into yours again, intertwining his fingers with your own. You could keep him warm that way (or, if he felt particularly cheesy, he’d tease you later by saying his burning love for you was enough to keep him warm). Besides, it wasn’t too cold outside. It was autumn, and it wasn’t the warmest, but he would be fine in the layers he already had on. 

When you stepped onto the grass, Jaehyuk knew that you’d found something you found pretty enough to paint. Now you just had to find a nice spot and work from there. He let go of your hand as you made your way over to a nearby tree, turning and chewing at the inside of your cheek as you debated whether this was the spot or not. After a moment you set your bag down, and sank down to sit at the base of the tree, already moving to get your supplies out. Jaehyuk didn’t mind these dates in the slightest: he liked being able to be close to you. He lowered himself onto the ground next to you, pulling out his earbuds before offering up one to you. You accepted it with a smile, and he snuggled in closer, resting his head on your shoulder as he watched you begin to sketch. 

Now that he was looking at it, he could see what you liked. The vibrant red and orange leaves that painted the sidewalk, the river in the distance providing a nice contrast to it all, and the way the golden sun painted it all in this warm glow. It was gorgeous, even if it wasn’t his favorite sight in the park (that would always be you). But he snuggled in a little more, smiling to himself as he watched you work.

“Are you warm enough?” You asked after a few minutes. “I can give you back the scarf if you want.”

He merely let out a blissful sigh, shutting his eyes for a moment. “I’m good,” he mumbled. He would always be fine if he was next to you. 

(He wouldn’t fail to notice the later sketch in your sketchbook, though, of his head in your lap, drawn after you’d finished your vibrant little watercolor painting.)

taglist: @twancingyunhao

[castlebyersafterdark]

I really do hope ur right too since you already gone thru something like this. also just how beautiful this is because they grew up together both probably had cute crushes. It’s like a fulfilling happy ending if those two got together 🥹 I just LOVE love

This is the whole thing!! For many of us here, at least. It's not really emotional investment for me per se - I am but a fly on the wall to love, and I really really love love. And I will very much admit the fascination with a twofold projection of character onto actor - the concept of childhood friends to lovers is just so sweet and intoxicating almost, you really want to root for a story like that. It's someone's real life, but the peeks and hints are what they are. Young love, young men discovering themselves and finding each other through this wild world of film making and fantasy and portraying these wonderful characters side by side together. It's a fairy tale, and it's cheesy as hell to wax on about them like this, but I'm willing to take one for the team and be the extremely bleeding heart sappy romantic - because that's authentically how I am. Real or not, together or not. We'll always have the possibility and the idea. And if true? Can't wait to share in realizing and celebrating that with you fine folks.

[capseycartwright]

so. i love the ao3 tags bot and every time i read their tweets i think ‘this would make a fun prompt list someone should make it’ and i haven’t seen it so i decided to make it myself. so. here we are. 

this is an ✨ ao3 tag bot prompt list ✨with some of the tags that made me honk the most and i think would make deeply funny ficlets. enjoy. 

yearning and horny, aka my only two moods

more tender handholding than anticipated

everybody is traumatised

just get a room

bros who fuck

hell someone give me a hug

trigger warning: gay little monkeys

being bad at understanding feelings pt.2555194815

this boy can fit so many cheesy tropes

basically losing my religion but make it gay

best friends (who kiss sometimes or whatever)

is it gay to marry your gay friend to save money on taxes? you're also gay too btw

peak romance AND peak stupidity

even though this is porn they’re still in love, so mark that down

there’s nothing platonic about it

so much gay panic that they just end up helplessly pining for each other

does it count as voyeurism if god is watching?

your honour, they're so gay

(lizzo voice) it's about damn time

choking, but not the sexy kind

stuffed animals as a love language

sappy to horny back to sappy again aka the cycle of life

its fake dating while being unaware that you are soulmates

what are the ethical implications of pretending to be engaged to a comatose man?

gardens as vehicles for realizing you have a huge crush on your best friend

he’s a lil pathetic in this ngl, but that’s how i like my men

copious amounts of dramatic bastard behaviour

just a hint of mommy issues but this ain't about that

the inherent eroticism of going to bed early

he's so dense, someone smack him in the head

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

This is just a general guide. I’m always open for discussion, but I kind of wanted to make something that could serve as a guide. I love shipping, and will definitely be up for discussing relationships! These are not hard-and-fast rules, but they are my default. Let’s chat if you’re interested in something!

Shanks:  Age: first appearance - 27, pre-timeskip - 37, post time-skip - 39 Pansexual Main ship: Makino. I HC that the kid is his, and so he’s loyal to her.  Ship w/ others: Yes, but if it’s current timeline I put it in an AU. If it’s before Romance Dawn/before Makino then all ships are fair game.  Benn Beckman: Age: first appearance - 38, pre-timeskip - 48, post time-skip - 50 Bisexual Main ship: None Ship w/: Anyone, but he is dedicated to the crew so it’s hard to get to his heart. He’s a challenge but 10/10 worth it. All fair game. He is always down for the meaningless flirting though.

Rockstar: Age: pre-timeskip - 28, post time-skip - 30 Pansexual Main ship: None Ship w/: Anyone. He’s got a little inferiority complex because of who his captain and crew are, but he’ll flirt and be open to anything. He’s more flighty, and less interested in getting into a serious relationship than someone like Roux is. Easiest to get in bed. 

Elia Ricci: Age: pre-timeskip - 19, post time-skip - 21 Pansexual Main ship: Emmy ( @seraphiixa​‘s minor Marine) Ship w/ others: Ships are all in separate verses, naturally. Elia likes the process of falling in love and he’s a sappy, cheesy, gag-worthy romantic and has no shame about it. 

Cherise P. Belrosse: Age: pre-timeskip - 23, post time-skip - 25 Bisexual - Prefers men Main ship: Zoro (all in her head) Ship w/ others: Cherise has a history of “falling in love” and leaving her boyfriends disfigured or as corpses. She’s not malicious or black widow type, she’s 100% Taylor Swift in Blank Space. Fun to ship with, but also be careful. Maybe a woman would be safe from her destruction? Idk what would happen if she actually met Zoro. 

Mercedes “Mercy” Abbot:  Age: pre-timeskip - 25, post time-skip - 27 Bisexual - Prefers women Main ship: None Ships w/: Anyone. She’s a soft brawler. Take it as you will. She’s got no relationship history save for sleeping around in ports.  

Smoker:  Age: pre-timeskip - 24, post time-skip - 26 Bisexual - Prefers women Main ship: None (Though I like SmoAce and SmoLaw) Ships w/: Anyone. He's super cute when in love, but it takes a moment to get there.  

Jessie: Age: 26 Bisexual - Prefers Men Main ship: James Ships w/: Anyone. She's often sad, often depressed, and often full of fight and sarcasm. She can be soft though.  

[empressburbey]

Mentions of sappy, cheesy and mental health triggers?

Don't take this post to seriously. One of the questions I wish I had an answer to, is why the fuck did I buy the Grandmaster manhua that day? No, why did I want to start reading mdzs in the first place.

Some background info: Just the idea of kind of consuming mdzs has been on my mind since 2019? 2020? but I never committed sit down and read or watch.

But one morning I just sat on the bus and decided, that now is the time. After like four years. I can't remember a specific catalyst.

Yet it still took me a while to reaaally get into the books from when I first started reading. I needed a few months.

To those who read this, I let you on a little secret.

I'm glad I only started reading mdzs 4 years after my first interest came to be. Because truth be told, I was borderline suicidal last year. Don't get scared. It's alrighty now, nothing to worry. And it also wasn't that bad, I just had a few thoughts flying in my head about ending things. Sort of fantasizing about it. And it couldn't have been that bad, because all it took me to read about ancient Chinese men falling in love to be fine again. If all it took was to do that, then how bad could it have been. (I also had friends who helped me overcome things)

But yet I still managed to read a few pages of Grandmaster. And I really enjoyed it, but commiting was so difficult at that time. Until one day it started sliding like butter. I couldn't stop. I scammed my homophobic parents to give me some money on the books, I sat through my bus rides, train rides home reading, while standing and waiting for the bus/train I was reading, I remember I even once walked and read. But why did I decide to even read it in the first place???

But it brought me so much joy. I was so happy following Wei Wuxian and seeing the romance unfold. The thoughts on how life is miserable and just minuscule thoughts of ending life kind of vanished.

My life was in general just got better, but Grandmaster kind of really pulled me out of it. It's indescribable how happy I was and still am when rereading chapters. The books took me back to my old hobbies I stopped doing like reading and writing fanfictions. Obsession got so bad, I decided in the coldest day of the year to take an extra stop to buy tgcf.

And now I've been getting attention on my head canons that I have finally started uploading. Given, I post mostly scumvillain because it's actually my favorite book. And the notes are not much and others might even get more attention. But to me it means the world. Honestly, I can show people my ideas, my thoughts and get positive feedback. All because of a medium that I really like. I can partially share my love for writing. Just my small ideas get so much positivity (I mean I do have a hualian fic on ao3, which is meant to be much longer.) .

With this, happy 10th anniversary Scum Villain Self Saving System, you a baddie. Keep slaying, and give me a second season to the donghua.

And all because silly me bought a manhua on a whim.

[tortoisebore]

i have the house to myself this evening & it’s chilly and overcast outside & i have good wine chilling in the fridge so it’s officially a writing night 😈

in the meantime for your entertainment while i write extremely sappy & cheesy gay shit:

my friends & i all made accounts on a dating app for shits n gigs this last month & we’ve had a very fun time sending screenshots of convos & comments & profiles back & forth. pls enjoy the top two worst comments i received before deactivating:

(‘you have a great set of teeth’ just say you want to murder me) (oh my god please what the fuck does “survive a harsh winter” mean. i cannot emphasize enough the extent to which i do not look “strong as hell” i do not bench i do not lift i barely go to the gym i have the shoulders of an especially petite twelve year old boy. what the fuck was he trying to communicate)

also enjoy these two men that employed very different approaches for cold opens and somehow still both came across as weird:

disclaimer: these are only screenshots of some of the interactions i had with men bc the women i talked to were cool & respectful and left fun comments on my profile like this prompt i have about my favorite cello concerto:

((i love women 🥰🤩💗🫶💞😍💖💕))

[weezeryuri]

gary i need genuine interaction that doesn’t feel like an awkward pat on the back because nobody knows what to do or say to me anymore gary i don’t wanna be fixed I want someone to hold my face and look into my eyes and tell me i’m good because i’m me and i don’t have to be anything else for them ever and that they’ll always love me and all that cheesy sappy shit i wanna know there’s a happy ending for me. gary i need effeminate men

[asdfghjklartblog]

Sure this is an art blog but is writing not just another form of art? Anyways take this it’s not finished but I think it’s cool!

Eustass Kidd x Usopp one shot fic, whole fic is in Usopp’s POV,

The idea of having four crews of the worst generation on one island was a terrible idea, however it couldn't be avoided. Sanji needed to restock on spices and meat, Franky wanted to dock somewhere to work on the ship and repair some things, even Usopp had things he needed to do on the island. But the thought of seeing Law's crew sounded like a pain in the butt while running into Hawkin's or Kid's crew sounded more like a fight waiting to happen.

"Usopp I don't like the sound of this either but the next island is about a week away, and unless you and Luffy can consistently catch a ton of fish. Luffy might start thinking about eating one of us."

"I would not!"

"Yes you would Luffy."

"Hihi! Yeah I would!"

"B-But, Nami... Please!!! I'd be fine if it was just Law's crew but-"

"Torao is here?!"

Nami turns to glare at Usopp. Shit. "That settles it! We're docking at the island then! That's alright right Nami?"

If looks could kill Usopp would probably be dead. Nami gritted out in a sickly sweet tone " Yeah, sure Luffy! I'd love to dock at the same exact island that three other dangerous crews are on!"

Luffy stared at Nami with a blank face, not quite getting that she was being sarcastic.

"..... Great?"

She sighs, she's been trying to help Luffy understand more social cues as well as when people are being nice versus when people are being rude. It looks like it's not working very well though.

Nami turns to Usopp, " This is your fault."

And truth be told, yes it was his fault that Luffy heard that Law was at the island but it was not his fault that they ran out of food to keep their ship crew fed. For the most part. Okay maybe he and Luffy one too many midnight snacks. Fine, more like 10 but who's counting.

Usopp heard a chuckle coming from Robin lying in the lawn chair and reading. " Well perhaps we'll run into a bit of fun? Maybe one of us will be framed for murder of a rival crew member?"

Franky comes out to the deck to reply, "Don't scare Nami and Usopp too much, plus I think it'd be a lot more entertaining if it actually was one of us! And it was like some kind of revenge plot or something!"

Robin looked at Franky with admiration and love, then proceeded to say "Isn't that a bit too cliche, Flam?"

"Well, I gues- wa-! Robin! You know I hate being called that!" Said Franky with a small pout on his lips. As Robin started to chuckle again.

"God they're so fucking sappy and cheesy, it's so cute and I'm really glad they're happy together but like god damn!"

"You're so right Nams, look at them all happy and shit. Absolutely disgusting."

"Girl, don't agree with me. I hate you right now, now we literally have to dock on this shitty island because you couldn't keep your voice down."

"You KNOW he has selective hearing, he would've heard anyways!"

Zoro interjected with "You know he wouldn't have heard anything if you both had shUT THE FUCK UP! NOW-"

"GO BACK TO SLEEP MOSS HEAD!"

"YOU SHOULD GO WANDERING OFF INTO THE DAMN OCEAN AND DROWN ASSHOLE!"

And Zoro immediately butt out of the argument as he got hit by both Nami and Usopp.

"Anyways, both of you are on dish duty for the rest of the week."

"You can't do that!"

"I DIDNT DO SHIT!!"

"Too bad, now get ready to leave the ship. You're also both on grocery duty."

The two men groaned as Nami walked away in a huff. Zoro looked at Usopp in the eye and sent him a little glare.

"Don't look at me like that. Look I'll buy you some good sake alright?"

"... I want two bottles of good sake."

"Ugh, deal."

With a little grin Zoro went back to relaxing, or maybe to maybe have a quick nap before going. Either way he was resting. Usopp walks down to his workshop to double check what parts he already has and which ones he needs and made a checklist of them. As he was about to go to ask Franky if he also needed any parts or what not he hears a knock on his door. Usopp opens it to find Sanji.

"Dish duty and grocery duty huh?"

"Man, shut the hell up."

Which earned a small laugh from Sanji.

"I'm gonna go wake the Marimo up now so you better hurry before we leave you."

"Wait, I gotta ask Frank a couple of things before I go."

Franky then pops his head from his workshop and proceeded to ask, "What do ya need to ask me?"

Usopp was surprised to see him there, not that it was irregular to see him in his own room. It was just that Usopp didn't expect him to be here. He thought he was still with Robin or something. He probably just didn't hear Franky coming down because he was so focused on his supply check.

"Since I'm going shopping I wanted to know if ya wanted me to get you any parts before they sell out of what we need or something."

"Aw, thanks little bro! I need like about 20 of the 35-67-20 seals and 10 of those 45-80-12 seals and about 100 or maybe even 200 nuts and screws of all the standard sizes and also three bouquets of Tulips, Rhododendrons, Zinnias, Plantain lilies and Day Lilies."

"Three?"

"Yeah, I looked for some flowers that were safe for deer and people and I'm giving one bouquet to Robin, Chopper and Nami to brighten their rooms a little!"

"Aw that's sweet! But don't you think Chopper might eat those? Considering that those flowers are safe for deer to eat? Although he isn't technically a deer but a reindeer."

Franky answered stood there in silence along with Usopp and Sanji. All of them ponder the question that was just asked. Franky then started to leave as he said to Usopp "So the seals, nuts and screws! Get 'em for me will ya? Thanks little bro!" And proceeded to go to the deck, probably to question Chopper whether he likes to eat flowers or not. Sanji then mumbled something under his breath.

"What was that Sanji?"

"Nothing, just wondering what I should make for dinner, anyways now that that's over with come on."

They walked out over to the deck to find Zoro, not where he was before. Or any of his usual sleeping spots.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!"

"God fucking dammit. He probably thought we left him or some shit. Fuuuuuck."

"That damned moss head, it's like he literally has moss in his head instead of an actual human brain. I'd say I can't believe this, but this is pretty on par for that dumbass."

"Should we split up and look for him before we go shopping?"

"We can't, we need to buy the groceries before the good shit is all sold out to the other crews, that fucking bitch is gonna pay if that happens!"

"Okay so what's the plan? Just buy the groceries?"

"Usopp look, I'm gonna need you to buy everything on this list I made for you. I'll handle half of the Marimo's list and you get the other half, can I count on you to buy the best ingredients you can find for as cheap as you can?"

Usopp smirked and replied confidently, " Nami ain't the only that can get a good bargain!"

"Hell yeah, go! Make me proud!

.

Usopp was arguing with a lady about the rice that Sanji needed him to buy. He heard from another vendor that he gets all his rice from here because her rice was high quality and delicious. So he did what he had to do to get the rice.

"My final offer! 10,000 berries for 160 kilograms of your finest rice!"

"Hah! The lowest I'll go is 16,000 for 30 kilos."

"What if I said please?"

"Hmm, 15,500 for 30."

"And if I said I'd help you repair your food stand?"

"Now you're talking! 12,500 for 30!"

"Deal! Pleasure doing business ma'am!"

"Like wise."

As Usopp shook her hand he felt proud of himself, he could understand Nami in a way. Getting a bargain did feel pretty good. But then he realised his mistake. He can't carry all this rice. Well technically he could, but that would take around two or three trips. Not only that but it's starting to get dark and he hasn't bought what Franky needs yet. He starts to think hard on what to do until he hears a loud yell from across the street.

He looks over and, oh. Oh no.

"Hey! You're the sniper for the Strawhats aren't ya?"

OH NOOOOOOOOOO

"Where's that shitty little kid anyways?"

This was not a good day for Usopp.

"Hey! You ignoring me or something you brat?"

"W-Who're you calling a brat! I'm only four years younger than you!"

Shit. As soon as Usopp finished his sentence, there was a murderous glint in Kidd's eye. He started to walk over to Usopp.

"Oh really? So you're the same age as that stupid captain of yours?"

"If you hurt me, uh. Luffy will come after you!"

He's getting closer he's almost right in front Usopp.

"Who cares about your captain? He ain't here now. What I wanna know is, what you would do."

What?

He leans over and whispers into Usopp's ear, "What would you do to me, huh?"

He then pulled away and smirked at Usopp. Taking in his flushed face.

"So you want help?"

"W-Whuh? Um. I-"

Kidd sighed and said, "THE BAGS? Do you need help with the bags? You know, the shit you have in your hands?"

"Oh! Uh I mean. I guess. Fuck! Yes, I mean yes I. Haha sorry. Just. Gimme a moment."

Holy fuck? What the fuck was that? What the FUCK was that? That was so fucking hot and terrifying holy shit what.

"Could you, h-help me with the rice? That'd be really helpful and um."

Kidd looks at Usopp, and asks with an aggravated tone, "What?"

"My name is Usopp. Uh, yeah."

Kidd raised an eyebrow and looked him dead straight in the eye. He laughed, and replied with a smile "I know."

This man is going to be the death of him. He didn't think it'd be this kind of death but nonetheless a death.

"So where do you need to go?"

"Well I need to go to the parts shop and maybe the junkyard if we have time."

"Sick. So which way?"

"Well a vendor I talked to before said that the parts shop should be further down a couple of streets and that I'd need to take a right turn at the red bar then proceed down that street and then we'd find it."

“Well then hurry up, I ain’t got all day you know.”

The walk was quiet, and quickly turning into an anxiety churning venture. He didn’t understand what was happening. Sure, he understood that he was shopping for groceries and then Kidd came into the picture. He invited himself in on this little adventure or whatever just as suddenly as he arrived. Usopp still wasn’t really sure what happened between that. That must have been a joke or something right? Or maybe this was a dream? Maybe he’s actually on the ship! Unconscious from Nami’s punch! Maybe-

[sunsh1n3s]

using this platform as an excuse to talk about books — so here’s what i read 2023 and what i recommend:

[ the storyteller: tales of life and music - dave grohl ] i am a huge foo fighters fan and grew up with my mom loving dave grohl, the stories he tells in this book are not chronological; but they are beautiful. it makes me admire this man more than i did, he’s truly inspiring. 4.5/5 stars, -0.5 because i could not retain as well when it would jump from year to year.

[ suicide notes - michael thomas ford ] i did not enjoy this book for as much as it was overhyped. i understood the plot, i understood the story, it was gripping but not generally moving. a common coming-of-age young romance with mental illness; not bad yet not the best. 2/5 stars, -3 because i did not like how slow and basic the storyline was, though i liked few of the characters

[ daisy jones & the six - taylor jenkins reid ] OH IM A TAYLOR JENKINS REID GIRLIE NOW. i had previously heard of evelyn hugo but at the time djats series had just came out, and i was curious to read the book. i watched the pilot and was sold, you’d think a hippie gal who loves rock bands would pass this up ?? TJR’s book style is so easy for me to get into too, i could NOT put the book down. greta writing and great storyline, forever a camila kinner and truther. -4.5/5 stars, -0.5 bc i HATED billy dunne and book eddie loving.

[ 11/22/63 - stephen king ] i read this for extra credit in my language arts class and when i tell you i’ve been DYING to read this book since i saw my mom read it. my roman empire is the JFK presidency and assassination, and i’ve always enjoyed stephen king… so this was just a chefs kiss. although, mr stephen king holds onto scenes a little too long and it could’ve been a 600 page book, not 800. so sometimes i caught myself snoozing, but i loved the concept loved the book. time traveling + historical + thriller + romance = 4/5 starred book, -1 only because it was longer than it should’ve been

[ water for elephants - sara gruen ] this book is one of those “it gets good at the end” books. i put this book down twice and it took me majority of the year to get into it. i did not enjoy the beginning, but over time and chapters it became better. true story on a circus with what i’m guessing are fictional main characters. either way it was good, good paced, and interesting. definitely makes you look at circuses or any animal show differently. 3/5 stars, -2 just cause the beginning was slow

[ intensity - dean koontz ] …. now wtf. i read this bc my mom recommended it… don’t read it. it’s good it’s crazy it blows your mind, but it is so so fucked up. it’s a murder story and it’s just gross and weird. intensity is the right title, it was very intense. i was holding my breath on so many scenes, yet it was somehow enjoyable just because of how much of a thriller it was. 3/5, -2 only cause i would never read it again, and it was gross.

[ red, white, & royal blue - casey mcquiston ] i noticed this was a movie so i thought why not watch it, i don’t tend to watch stuff before i read it, but i wanted a judgement on this book. i loved the movie just bc it was so cutesy and the characters were so in love. and i got that right in the book. definitely your typical cheesy teenage romance book with light smut, and very gay. so as much as people critique it, i enjoyed it and it was what i needed to read or have in that moment. just a sappy and cutesy love story. 4/5 stars, -1 because i wasn’t left as content as i thought i’d be

[ the seven husbands of evelyn hugo - taylor jenkins reid ] taylor jenkins reid the woman that you are. i understood the hype, i loved the book, it was written so well. there’s twists and just emotion and i loved it. i tabbed the book and everything. i just loved it, it’s truly a gripping and great story. fuck men, except for one he was a sweetheart. plus it’s around marilyn monroe/rita hayworth actress era and i eat that shit up. 5/5 stars, she’s just that girl.

[ the book thief - markus zusak ] :( i love this book but oh is it sad. i reread it for a school unit. liesel meminger you’re a remarkable girl. 4/5 stars, point off bc we had to do assignments on it and i hated one section of the book.

[ the complete persepolis - marjane satrapi ] during the iran revolutions and conflicts with the shah and stuff. it was okay, not my favorite but not bad. also a graphic novel!! autobiography also, pretty neat. 3/5 stars, not my cup of tea and we had to do stupid assignments on them that made us think too hard abt it

[moonglittering]

what sort of things does your muse look for in a partner?

what sort of things does your muse AVOID in a partner?

✨ @cantuscorvi. meme. still accepting!

+ virote likes his autonomy. he has a lot of hobbies and stuff... he loves his job, no matter the verse. he loves what he does and he loves having a curious little spirit, so he likes someone that gives him enough autonomy to explore those things without breathing down his neck—cuz he's not rly fond of super clingy, pathetic... men lgfdjglkfd. let him have his time pursue his passions and interests and causes!

he looks for someone that also has their own interests and their own life. and sure! he luvs spending time with his boyfriend, whoever he may be. and he loves learning things from them and him teaching and all this. you know, exchanging experiences and stuff! but there's a time and a place.

and sometimes he just needs to be alone and not have the other party offended by it.

ya boi has a fiercely independent spirit. :")

+ ... now for what he avoids. hes not really fond of men that dont shut up and by that i mean mfs who are all ' you're my moon and my sun and my flowers and universe ' it's like bruh if you don't stfu with that corny shit, he's gonna throw up. it's one of his biggest turn offs ldjldjkfsfs. that's one of his biggest things is that overly sappy talk. it doesn't feel genuine.

there's a term for that where he's from and its bpakwaan = sweet talker / sweet mouth. but he doesn't use it endearingly lol. because there's nothing endearing about that kind of stuff to him.

like... that may be romantic to somebody but it don't work in his neighborhood.

just tell him he has great taste in contemporary literature and say his ass looks great in leather pants and keep it movin tbh he don't need all the bloat and junk of high praises that veers into cheesy territory. he doesn't want worship; he wants something that feels simple and maybe even a little crude.

he has more love for men that playfully bully him cuz at least he can come back with it and make it a little game.