#I saw this meme once and was never able to find it again

[anne-bsd-bibliophile]

[luffyvace]

HIHIHIHI TYSM FOR DOING MY REQUEST ^U^ I hope u Don't mind me dropping another one u :'))

Can I have kusuo reaction to Reader-chan being mostly know for her gore/angst/horror series but looks like nothing for a person to write this stuff (she looks absolutely innocent) yet having a (technically an old man) friend who is also anonymous writer for one of kusuo favorite series yet the said look absolutely opposite of it (the reader-chan and her friend are like Junji Ito and hayao miyazaki)

I'm sorry if u couldn't understand the request:')) my English isn't really the best-

HII DARLING! No problem at all! Of course I don’t mind! Request at any time as long as they say open <3

ohhh so she’s a horror writer :> OHHH I was confused at first but as soon as I searched them up and saw the memes I understood 😂💓

This is such a cute and funny topic! Enjoy your hcs anon 💖 ⚠️ Gore mentions⚠️

Kusuo isn’t easily scared.

there are very few things that actually do scare him, considering he can sense everything coming from a mile away

But shows and books are an exception (given he doesn’t stare at the pages to see through the book-)

he’s not normally into horror but your manga is actually very interesting to him!

seeing a bunch of mutilated corpses packed together is quite a gripping sight for him!

and honestly he is obbsessed likes normalcy but your case is a type of unique he doesn’t mind :)

it’s funny since you have this friendly and kind personality and your work is the exact opposite of that 🤗

it’s giving the cute core girlies!! (and guys!! <3) 💓💗💖🌸��💞🎀

he still gets the perk of reading the chapter before publish and giving small ideas for stuff

You once put his favorite character from another series in one of the manga panels and he when he noticed it he had a little smile on his face! 💗

he wasn’t excpecting you to do that at all and it was a pleasant surprise ;3

your introduced him to your friend and he also likes his work now!

Y’all are literal polar opposites- and ngl? He enjoys the balance!

like when he wants some exhilarating and goosebump-giving action he’ll pick up one of your mangas’

and when he’s feeling mellow while eating some coffee jelly on his bed his new (second) favorite author to read from is your friend!

His number one author is of course you ♥︎

would recommend his friends (specifically Kaido) one of your mangas to freak them out

they definitely won’t be expecting it seeing as though your such a cheerful person! 🌸🎀🌷

I feel like Torisuka would genuinely enjoy your manga as well!

he doesn’t get scared easily by creepy stuff for obvious reasons 😋

so you’ve got yourself another supporter !!

I have a feeling my girl boss Airua would get creeped out but 1) she wants to support you so she would probably buy and either never read or 2) read it anyway because it’s so interesting

like you captivated people with your work!

just as much as your friend does with more gentler topics

but in a different sense

You make your audience quite literally cover their eyes in fear yet still peak through they’re fingers with anticipation !

like that’s how good it is!

a “I can’t look away” type of thriller!

also you know that really talkative guy with the bob?

yeah he over analyzes your manga once he finds out about it

(which let me tell you- Kusuo tried his hardest to keep him away from it—but much to his luck- he got a hold of it anyway)

thankfully he likes it!

he’s scared- but once again- he just can’t look away :)

he comes to you and gives your extremely detailed compliments and (positive) feedback after each chapter is released and says he can’t wait for more

he also tells his expectations and predictions for the next one and hopes you’ll live up to them

so when your exceed them he’s more than thrilled (GET IT?? Ok..)

he’s practically able to predict every book or manga he reads because he analyzes everything

so when your able to surprise him he’s impressed!

after Kusuo he’s the first one to buy a copy

(cuz yk Kusuo gets those special you-get-the-first-copy-before-it’s-published-because-your-my-boyfriend-privileges)

LOL

the bob guy is low key jealous of him for getting it before it’s even PUBLISHED

tries to bargain you to get that too but it’s strictly reserved for Kuu ♡

okay I looked up bob guy’s name

it’s Akechi Touma (oops)

LOL “bob guy”

enjoy!! Pretty short but I think they’re a delight~

[gh0st-t0wn3]

Lmk ss edits + headcanons, Part 6 (Azure Lion, Peng, Yellowtusk)

(I originally made my own design of Azure and Yellowtusk but wasn't quite happy with how they turned out so I scrapped them, the designs for those two I used in these edits were made by @/erraday_ on twt, with a few minor changes, but Peng's design is my own :) )

- He/Him

- Pansexual

- Snores so loud, it's insane, Yellowtusk once thought there was an earthquake

- Feels bad whenever he's steps on a ladybug, butterfly etc

- Gives everyone and everything giant bear hugs because he thinks if Yellowtusk can take it, so can everyone else (They cannot)

- Mei once gave him catnip as a joke and he went fucking feral, he's not allowed near catnip anymore

- His hair/fur is actually very soft and curly

- Thought he saw an old friend while out in public and hugged them, it was a stranger

- Wakes up Yellowtusk in the middle of the night to ask stupid questions

- The Brotherhood asked to hear his roar but he got really nervous last second and it ended up being really meek, they never let him forget it

- Coughed up a hairball once and Peng refuses to let him live it down

- Has eaten cat food before and would do it again

- Cannot do the splits and is too scared to try

- Gets really confused by modern slang, MK and Mei abuse the hell out of it because it's funny

- Whenever he's rough housing with people he accidentally hits a bit too hard

- Whenever he walks past anyone playing a game that involves a ball (football, basketball, netball, etc) he somehow always ends up getting hit in the head with it

- If he wasn't sealed away and got a chance to babysit Redson as a kid he wouldn't know what the fuck to do and would be really awkward cause he doesn't know how to interact with children, he'd be able to bond with Redson better when he becomes a teenager though

- No one gossips with him because he always ends up unintentionally outing someone about something

- Ate moldy food once by accident and freaked out, he was absolutely disgusted

- Hates horror movies but loves slashers

- Drinks mouthwash

- Smells like catnip (trust me guys)

- Love language is words of affirmation

- Has horrible bed head, his mane gets tangled really easily and he tosses around a lot at night so his mane takes hours to brush out

- Absolutely refuses to wear shoes, they hurt his feet (paws?)

- The type of person to cry over a movie about a dog getting lost and then finding its owner at the end

- Can somehow eat an entire goddamn buffet and not gain a single pound

- His face always scrunches up when he smiles

- Lost his balance on a hill and fell down like a tumbleweed once, Peng still brings it up

- They/He (Canon, Peng uses They/Them in the show but is exclusively referred to w/ He/Him in the sets)

- Nonbinary (Canon)

- Starts squaking when he laughs too much

- If you throw a blanket over their head he'll immediately fall asleep

- "look behind you but don't make it obvious" Looks behind him in the most exaggerated, obvious way known to mankind

- Stole food from Wukong's private stash for several months when the Brotherhood was all still together, Wukong still doesn't know

- Wukong gave them cooked chicken once as a joke but he actually liked it

- Constantly argues with Wukong about Macaque not being able to hold his own, yes it got physical

- Their wings have a bunch of scars from the amount of weapons and shit they block with them. Has to consistently clean their wings in order to keep them from getting too damaged, yes this includes softening and preening his feathers

- If they weren't sealed away and got a chance to babysit Redson as a kid they would tape him to the wall like that one meme and call it a day

- Bit off a person's finger once just to see if they could

- Doesn't shop, just steals

- "I hate you so fucking much" as he's handing the person a gift

-  Tried to draw on Wukong's face once but got wacked with his tail

- Absolutely HATES beetroot, will actually gag if he smells it

- Kicks over kids sand castles at the beach

- Can't stand small buzzing sounds

- "I'm not that competitive" is that competitive

- Claims you can trust them with anything but will snitch the second they know it will benefit them

- Probably threatened to eat someone's baby once

- Goes to playgrounds to trip kids

- Smells like Lavender, it just feels right

- Love language is words of affirmation and acts of service

- Has tried sleeping upside down like a bat multiple times

- Hardcore wine aunt vibes

- Had a bunch of ducklings accidently imprinted to him and they followed Peng for hours

- You'd have to pin this bird down to get them to eat collyflower

- Jokingly pushed Azure off a cliff once then remembered they're the only member of the Camel Ridge Trio that can fly

- They have full on concerts at like 3 am, has woken up Azure on multiple occasions

- He/Him

- AroAce

- Is the calmest one in the Brotherhood

- He uses Peng's head as an armrest sometimes

- He and DBK were actually quite close, he knew and accepted that DBK was in love with a celestial but was very surprised to see they ended up having a child

- Very poor eyesight but doesn't like wearing his glasses because Peng made a joke about them once saying he looked like a grandma

- Uses ":3" and ":D"

- Loves soap opera's

- Hates seafood

- Peng once tricked him into eating fish nuggets once and he still hasn't fully forgiven them

- If he wasn't sealed away and got a chance to babysit Redson as a kid he would definitely be the most responsible one, and probably Redson's favourite uncle

- Eats a snack then forgets he ate it and will bet frustrated when he can't find it

- The therapist of the Camel Ridge Trio, and probably of the whole Brotherhood in the past as well

- Was the only one who felt bad about imprisoning the Demon Bull Family since he and DBK were very close

- He also reprimanded Peng for when they pinned and scratched Redson with their claws after they left the Demon Bull Palace (he's the protective uncle, trust me guys)

- Hates getting hiccups, he despises the feeling and it gives him heartburn

- Wakes up at ungodly hours just to raid the fridge

- Heard a story about a bug crawling in someone's ear while they slept and has worn earplugs to bed ever since

- Loves apples

- Smells like Lilies

- Love language is gift giving

- Is really big on safety, would be the type of person to make sure everyone is wearing their seat belts before the car is even turned on

- Actually really good at cooking

- Makes the best chocolate chip pancakes ever

- Is the kind of person who assumes everyone tells eachother everything and accidently exposes someone because he thought everyone else knew about it already

- Always hears things wrong but doesn't wanna ask anyone to repeat themselves

- Has the most elegant ass handwriting you will ever see, somehow

- The peacemaker of the Brotherhood,  they all would've disbanded way sooner if it wasn't for him

- Uses his trunk as a snorkle when swimming or sleeping underwater (elephants actually do this irl, I just thought it was cute)

[destinyc1020]

I feel like we all feel the same but I got the vibe when z and JE were together that they were kinda bored like there was no playfulness. All speculation guys but From Z’s side I think she thought he was hot but he didn’t understand her humor so she scaled back. Idk if he understood the people around her either like Darnell etc like i doubt he listens or cares for Beyoncé for example lol Hence why she was lurking on Tom shit on twitter because she was able to do those things with Tom. From JEs perspective I think he thought z was cute and she was fun to hang out with at first but he probably found her childish and couldn’t understand the deal with memes ( makes me sad because she didn’t go to a real school so she probably is online a lot lol) or maybe understand the people around her or her taste in music and humor and found her boring and even worse like too childish. He also probably hated her clean public persona and couldn’t deal. I think JEs true love was Kaia. The way his relationship with her was the most authentic to him. They were the most similar in personality and humor. They probably liked the same things. But back to z, the playfulness she has with Tom their entire relationship with lipsync battle them jumping up and down in the Beyoncé concert laughing and giggling in interviews that could never happen with JE. Tom understands her humor and even adds to it. I think you can only do so much with looks. And to the girls, guys will never give you the affection you need unless they really really like you. I think z wanted affection from JE and he was blah because he wasn’t into her like that. He just didn’t like her and that is fine lol the part that bothers me is I know z felt insecure because he was hanging out with Kaia while he was with her and she knew. Z was liking Kaia’s pics too imagine the questioning and insecurity the wondering too. And then to be proven right on your birthday with pics with the same girl you are keeping an eye on. And for all this to be public lol lawd

Yea girl, I def think TZ have always had something special, that they just didn't have with their other significant others and flings/rebounds. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I never felt that Z and JE's energy matched. For example, Z is way more light-hearted, fun, and loves to laugh and smile. Whereas JE always seemed sooo serious and seemed to take himself a bit too seriously?

Even the way he handled the paprazzi on their pap stroll in NYC was totally different (him flipping them bird vs her trying to put his hand down). 🥴

They just seemed to have some very different values.

I won't say that JE didn't get along with Darnell. Darnell seems pretty easy-going. 🤷🏾‍♀️ If JE clashed with anyone in Z's circle, it was probably Claire and Law lol 🤭

Law took that one trip with them to Greece, and you never saw Law with them ever again. And Law seems like he speaks his mind, and is pretty as fvk lol 😆

Claire seemed meh about him, and always preferred Tom over JE (that was pretty obvious 🤭).

The only thing I will add though is about the music thing.... You and your partner do NOT have to like the same type of music, movies, or even food. These little things are not what keep a relationship together. Yea, while it's nice if you and your bf both love the same type of music, I know of friends who are married and they always joke to me about how they and their husbands do not like the same joke at all lol. 😅

Those are very small things Anon lol.

Also, how do we know that JE doesn't like Beyoncé? We really don't know that lol.

But anyway, that's the only thing I would add to this.

To me, TZ are the definition of a couple that are soul mates. Meaning, they're not just dating each other, but they also genuinely LOVE each other as FRIENDS. THAT type of love with your partner is very hard to find. That's the type that only comes once or twice in a lifetime imo.

🥰❤️

[carnelianwings]

Since I'm not sure if I'll ever get the chance to properly touch on this in a fic because it's more character analysis than something I can properly include in dialogue/exposition without it being very awkwardly out of place and telling not showing, I figured I'd just dump it here. It's something I think about a lot whenever I write for post-Seed Destiny Athrun in a fic, because in so many ways, this is actually something of a non-magical "Ideal (Fake) Reality" situation that Durandal very nearly succeeded in pulling off, but ultimately failed at because Durandal overplayed his hand and underestimated Athrun's loyalty to his friends Kira, who was pulling triple duty opposing Athrun because Kira himself didn't agree with what Athrun was doing, protecting Cagalli, and supporting Cagalli at a time when she was powerless.

It's a trope I very much love in magical/sci-fi settings because it says a lot about the character and the lengths they'll go to get what they want (the willingness and determination to take the longer, harder path to make the dream reality vs the instant gratification option even if it's fake), and also just gives me so much to work with when I write when it comes to character motivation/dialogue/actions.

I feel like a lot of this gets missed in all the memes that he's (somewhat deservedly) suddenly a part of after Seed Freedom, because while Seed Freedom Athrun is very self-assured and confident in his course of action, he definitely took a long hard road (with more downs than ups, in my opinion) between Seed and Seed Destiny to get there.

(Rest behind the cut because there's a reason Athrun Zala is my favorite Seed character, and not just because he's got a lovely voice - thank you Ishida-san for that - and is easy on the eyes.)

When Athrun re-enlists in ZAFT and "continues" his life again as himself, he's given a choice thanks to Durandal's string-pulling: Resume the life that was planned for him by his parents and PLANT (his "destined" life, if you will), or find his way back to the life that he's chosen for himself (with Cagalli and Orb).

If he chose his "old" life, he would've had it all - the glory of being a decorated war veteran, a post as a FAITH member (resuming the role he'd previously gotten thanks to his father), a "Lacus Clyne" for his fiance, and the honor of being the pilot of the Legend (while being something of a "legend" himself). Durandal saw to it Athrun would've seamlessly resumed that life to all external appearances, even if it would've been an absolute sham behind closed doors. Athrun might be a decorated war veteran, but that came with a lot of trauma and grief - trauma from having to fight and kill at such a young age, grief at being the one to survive when those he'd called friends die around him, plus all the unresolved emotional turmoil and grief of having never been able to properly resolve things with his father and his genocidal ideals (because Patrick Zala, too, was a man who never got over his grief at losing Lenore during the Bloody Valentine Incident, and only became the way he did because of that). He might've had a highly coveted position within FAITH, but that power would ultimately be in service to Durandal (a head of state Athrun alternates between wanting to agree with and being directly at odds against). Durandal needed more capable "Yes men" ace pilots like Shinn Asuka to spread and enforce his plans, not people capable of thinking for themselves like Athrun (at least, Athrun got there after Operation Angel Down). The "Lacus Clyne", is, of course, Meer under the best cosmetic surgery money could buy, but she is nothing like Lacus Athrun knows and cares for as a friend and whose cause he had once lent his power to (and would again at the end of the Second War).

And the Legend? It might fit Athrun in name only (in the sense that he's the "legendary pilot who helped end the first Earth-PLANT War) but the entire suit (even if it had an updated OS for the DRAGOON system) doesn't even play to Athrun's core strengths as a pilot. It's almost comedic how Durandal didn't even bother tailoring the Legend to Athrun - the Saviour is more Athrun's style both as a spiritual successor to the Aegis and weapons load out, yet it's coincidental that it would end up in Athrun's hands. There's no way Durandal could've known and planned for the Saviour to go to Athrun, but Durandal arguably had that time with the Legend. In the episode where both the Destiny and Legend are revealed, Durandal made a point of telling Shinn the Destiny was fine tuned to him, but neglects to tell Athrun much about the Legend beyond the DRAGOON system and the updated OS for it (the closest Athrun arguably ever came to a DRAGOON system was flying right past Kira and Rau's duel in front of Genesis at the end of Seed).

On the flip side of that, there's the life Athrun had chosen for himself after the first Earth-PLANT War. It's not an ideal life, not by any means - the fact he's essentially a powerless civilian with no means to reach for his ultimate goal chafes him to no end, especially when there's the ever-looming threat of Cagalli getting taken away from him due to circumstances neither of them want nor are able to deal with. Cagalli can't get out of the arranged marriage, Athrun as "Alex Dino" has no claim to power and as "Athrun Zala" would only invite larger scale international problems - even if Athrun himself has no political ties to PLANT, his family name says plenty. Athrun is patient, yes, but even his patience has a limit, and seemingly losing Cagalli to someone he doesn't respect and she doesn't love (in a reversal of Athrun's situation with Lacus and Kira) pushes him to action out of desperation. And while it puts him at odds with Kira and Cagalli (including lashing out at both of them when Cagalli finally breaks down and gives in and gets coerced into going through with the arranged marriage), it does also get him to realize that he's not the same person he was before the war - he's no longer capable of living that same life he had before, where he would fight where his country tells him because that's the fastest way to end the war. The easy (destined, if you will) option is no longer an acceptable choice for him, because it's not the one that ultimately leaves him fulfilled and truly happy with the one he loves in the end.

And it's this that ultimately brings him back to Cagalli and the (Infinite) Justice, metaphorically reclaiming his sense of justice (ha ha). He's always going to be looking for a cause to serve, and a just cause by his own terms, because he's dedicated far too much of his life serving in the military to just stop doing that and he's spent too much time around Lacus to just mindlessly follow whatever the higher ups say, anymore. So this leaves the only way forward: serve under a head of state whose ideals he can agree with, with the freedom of choice to act according to his own sense of justice, and to that end, there's only one choice for him - return to Orb and Cagalli.

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Any thoughts you’d like to share on the other origins characters? Anything you like about them :)

Again, haven't played the game so these are my general thoughts based on a few romance compilations, YouTube Shorts, and memes. If anybody would like to rectify this, please Venmo me $500 so I can buy a PS5.

Shadowheart

Admittedly don't know that much about her other than the emos love her and she follows a goddess of loss. Looks like her arc is all about questioning institutions and her god, which I think is very sexy of her. If anybody has a quest line compilation video to recommend so I can see her whole story, please send it my way.

Lae'zel

The other origin character I admittedly don't know that much about. Still love an arc about questioning the system she was raised in and her god. Again, very sexy of her. Fish out of water stories are some of my favorites. Pair that with a hardened character learning to enjoy the gentler things in the world, and you've got yourself a banger. I should really look up her quest line at some point to get a full view of it.

Karlach

Best girl. Strong muscles, soft heart. I want her to be my best friend IRL. She deserves better and if there is any way to get a better ending that allows her to stay in Faerun, the studio needs to get on that ASAP. In the meantime, I'm going to stay in the part of the internet that says she's fine don't worry about it. I'm hugging her and there is nothing you can do about it.

Wyll

Sweet boy. A perfect boy who did nothing wrong ever. Yeah, yeah, sold his soul to a devil, but he had a good reason. Plus, he was seventeen. Nobody should let a seventeen year old make any decisions ever. I do need to find a good romance compilation. He needs more love. His friendship with Karlach is everything to me.

Gale

People really need to stop complaining about this man. I see too many being ragging on about how he's not over his ex and keeps bringing her up. "With you I forget my goddess?" That isn't him saying with you he forgets his ex, he's saying with you he forgets his god. How are we all not collectively swooning? And he's a nerd who will info dump about his passions? Sign me the fuck up. His comfy pjs and burnt out gifted kid swagger has bewitched me body and soul.

Astarion

Guys, you've seen my blog. I'm obsessed with him.

The moment I saw this asshole pop up on my dash, I knew I was going to love him. He was the reason I decided to finally look up a romance compilation once I realized my computer was too old to let me run the game. He's my type to the point of parody. Literally anybody who knows me, knows this guy would end up being my favorite.

His arc is about bodily autonomy and trauma. He's allowed to not be the perfect victim. He's angry and violent. He's selfish and terrified. And he is, sadly, one of the few characters who, as part of his arc, realizes he can say no to sex and he can be loved without it.

My point is, it should be no surprise to anybody that the ace community loves this man, and anybody complaining about it should shut up.

If you want to write your sexy Astarion fanfic, there is nothing stopping you. More power to you. I've seen the graveyard scene too. I recognize that regaining his autonomy and being able to have sex with somebody he cares about is part of the healing process.

At the same time, if writers want to interpret his arc is him realizing he never wants to have sex again, and that being okay; let them. We need this. There are so few characters like him out there.

At some point I do want to write an hour long video essay about his arc and how it's resonated with the ace community specifically.

Anyway, those are my general thoughts. I feel like I just swung a bat at a hornet's nest with that last bit, but what's life without a little danger?

[hyunnieshannie]

CLOSE | HJ ~ SMAU

Chapter 9: "A rabid Kitten whore, a monster and a feral fox" Series Master list | General Master list

FAIR WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WAS PROOFREAD BY A TEAM OF : 2 HAN QUOKKAS, 5 JINIRETS, AND 6 LEEBITS AND YOU CAN TELL IT WAS.

Word Count: 6.2k General Warnings: Strong Language, Mentions of alcohol, bar fight, mentions of blood, mentions of anxiety/panic attack, a lot of bullying. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction, this does not represent the idols mentioned in any way.

Hyunjin, Bin, and Jisung were walking out of Bin’s apartment when they ran into Liza outside.

“Oh, where are you going? I thought we were pregaming?” Liza whines, slightly pouting her lips.

“Yeah we had a few shots, but we’re meeting everyone else at their dorms.” Jisung said as he tugged his coat tighter around himself.

“Why didn’t you wait for me to do shots?” she asked, tilting her head to the side. Jisung saw Hyunjin roll his eyes.

“We told you to be here by 6:45, we were gonna be late if we waited any longer.” Bin said as he started walking past Liza.

“Well, can’t they wait? You’re the one who's paying to get them in, no?” Liza said, causing Bin to stop dead in his tracks. Jisung quickly interjected.

“Liza, let's just go, we’re gonna be late.” Jisung started nudging her forward.

The walk to the ‘Chaos-Dorm’ was all but pleasant. The air between everyone was tense, and awkward. Liza huffed a few times, clearly frustrated that she once again did not get her way. Hyunjin spent most of the time looking at his phone, amusing himself with whomever he was messaging. Changbin walked fast and ahead of the group as much as he could. Wanting to have enough distance between him and Liza. He had already been stressed out due to her joining, and for the first time ever meeting Felix. He wasn’t nervous for Felix to meet her, he was genuine and friendly. Everyone loves Felix, but Liza was stuck in her own world; unwilling to part from it. Surely she’d find reason to dislike him. Not only was Changbin upset about that, but upset at how she’d constantly pushed off the fact that Felix was indeed not female. He’d mentioned a few times of seeing a partner, never once mentioning a gender; though confusion might be understandable he thought it was obvious enough to the world he wasn't exactly straight. Gay? No. Bisexual? Yes, and he’d thought his friends would have the decency to have noticed. Only now, recently he started realising how ‘good’ of a friend Liza really was.

Jisung felt really uncomfortable the entire time. He was incredibly happy when they finally got to the chaos dorm, hopefully Chan would be able to diffuse the situation. He kind of doubted it though, considering how ridiculous Liza was being lately. He wasn't happy with her tagging along either. He was hoping the night would be more fun and stress free, yet here he is, full of stress and not having a great time, and it was only 7pm.

Screaming sounded from inside the ‘chaos-dorm’, as expected from a dorm room who named themselves that. Jisung smiled lightly, when he heard your scream coming from inside, followed by a fit of loud laughter. 

“What the hell is going on in there?” Liza grimaced. Changbin opened the door to the dorm quickly and shuffled inside, “They don’t lock their door?” Hyunjin rolled his eyes again and made his way inside.

“They expected us,” Jisung sighed, as he pushed past Liza. Before he could fully get through the door she quickly latched on to him, acting as if she were scared and shy from the new people. Which Jisung knew was all for show, to gain some sort of favour from them. 

“BINNIE!” Felix yelled, attacking his boyfriend with a hug, smothering his face in kisses. 

“YO, WHERE WERE YOU YESTERDAY YOU NEVER SHOWED UP TO WALK WITH US!?” You yell out, lightly smacking Changbin’s arm. Changbin let out a loud laugh, smiling down at you. 

“I had some things to finish up, I texted Lix didn’t he tell you?” 

“I forgor….” Felix pouted,

“Please stop speaking in memes, you're so cringe.” Minho laughs, 

Liza stopped dead in her tracks and took in the scene in front of her. Felix clinging to Changbin, as Changbin gave the widest smile; one she’d never seen from him, never been given to her by him, nor even knew he was capable of doing. Seungmin on the couch whispering into Mini’s ear as she giggled at whatever he was telling her. Her blood truly began to boil when she looked for Chan, who sat next to Kitty, holding her side as he offered her another shot of soju, a slight blush and a shy smile plastered on his face. Liza’s grip on Jisung’s arm tightened the more she looked around. 

“MY HUSBAND HAS ARRIVED!” Minho yells out, and the attention in the room finally falls to him, and Liza who stood nearly glued to him, 

“I’m your husband now? Did I miss our wedding?” Jisung laughs as he attempts to pull his arm from Liza’s grip.

“Friday remember, you called me your housewife, how could you forget already! Delete my number.” Minho stomps and crosses his arms over his chest, giving his best pout.

“I’m sorry my love, I was quite drunk. Could you forgive me?” Jisung laughs, softening his eyes, smiling from ear to ear. 

“How can anyone be mad at such a cute face,” Minho sighs, “bring it here.” Minho opens his arms beckoning for Jisung to come into them. Jisung tried his best to walk over to Minho, but was pulled back instantly by Liza. 

“Don’t leave me please,” she whispered shyly, a loud enough whisper for the people around them to hear, but soft enough to make it seem it wasn’t intentional. 

“I’m sorry love, we haven’t met!” Felix smiles, “Gather round heathens, we have a new one today!” Seungmin finally brings his head back up, looking towards Felix and back to Jisung and Liza. He hides himself behind Mini, letting out a groan before getting up.

You have been watching Jisung since he came in. The girl that attached herself to his arm was the very same girl that was judging you so harshly the other day in class when you were late. She looked absolutely shell-shocked and you really didn’t know why, but you could see her knuckles turning white as she gripped Jisungs arm tighter. Jisung didn’t look very happy to you, he looked… annoyed? Irritated? You noticed he was fighting to remove her hand from his arm. Honestly, Jisung seemed like having his girlfriend around was a burden. You felt slightly bad for her. 

“I’m Felix!” Felix squeals, as Changbin hugs him from behind. “I’m Binnie's boyfriend, as you may know!” 

“No, I actually didn't.” Liza sighs, “My name is Elizabeth. My friends call me Liza.” 

“Pleasure to meet you!” Felix smiles, how could anyone ever dislike someone with such a warm smile? Such an inviting personality? It just shouldn’t be possible. 

“Minho.” Minho shrugs, Jisung could sense Minho had already made a decision on how he felt about Liza. Maybe he could tell the shyness she wore was fake. 

“Ignore him, he’s always cold to new people,” Mini laughed, punching Minho in his arm. “My name’s Mini!” 

“Minnie? Like the mouse?” Liza smiled, 

“Mini like tiny.” Mini laughed, “A nickname, but I prefer it.” 

“You’re not very tiny…” Liza said quietly, 

“Precisely why they gave it to her, tall and scawy,” Kitty grinned, “Imagine you’re in some gang fight and they go ‘Get Mini. She’ll get rid of them.’ and out walks that fucking giant?” 

“I’m five foot nine. I am not a giant.” 

“Wow! You’re so tall,” Liza smiled, “I feel so small, I’m only like five, five. Ahh I’m so tiny!!” She quickly hid her face in Jisung’s arm. You noticed his look of discomfort.

“Kitty’s shorter, she’s five two…” Jisung mumbled

“I fuckin heard that, I may be small but I can beat your ass Han,” Kitty said as she pulled her fists up. Chan grabs her arms and pulls them back down, giggling at her.

“May be small, but she is mighty. Now where have I heard that quote before?” Jisung laughs, 

“Sorry, I’m Kitty,” she says as Chan makes her wave her hand towards Liza like a puppet. “Channie, seriously why are you like this?”

“Kitty? Your parents named you Kitty?” Liza asks

“It’s not my actual name, but it's a nickname I'm very fond of,” Kitty nods as she smacks at Chan's hands, grabbing one and placing a feather light kiss on it.

“I see.” 

Just then Jeongin burst through the door, panting as he ran to his room. A minute later, he came back out standing with the rest of the group. Liza’s eyes immediately fixated on him. Now this one isn't like the others. She thought to herself, no. This one is like us. Why is he here? Jeongin waited for a moment before walking up to Kitty, giving her a small kiss on the cheek, proceeding to do the same with Mini, and lastly you.

“Sorry I’m late my loves,” Jeongin smiled sweetly, taking a shot, “But I’m ready to go whenever,” he turned to face Liza, “Ah, hello.” 

“Hi,” Liza smiled, sweetly at him. Genuinely. 

“My name’s Jeongin!” 

“Liza, nice to meet you,” she smiled wider now, as Jeongin beamed at her before turning back around to make his way back to his spot between Kitty, and Mini. 

Kitty motioned to you, “you didn’t-”

“No need. I know who she is,” Liza said blankly, “Put on quite a show in class.” Liza scoffed, 

Liza looked at you with a slight look of disgust, Jeongin stopped dead in his tracks, his face quickly went from happy to annoyed, giving Mini and Kitty a look. A look that asked ‘what the fuck’. Mini shook her head slightly, letting him know to let it go for now. He took a deep breath in before settling in his spot, his face once more returning to the cheerful boy he was. 

“Now that we’re all introduced, shots, and then lets go!” Mini smiled. 

~ ~ ~ 

The club's music radiated through Jisungs body, the bass sending waves through him. The energy from the club, making him wish he could join his friends on the dance floor and join in on the fun, however, he was stuck at your table in the VIP section, babysitting Liza. He watched from the table, how his friends all seemed to be laughing and having fun.

The way Chan hovered over Kitty, slowly swaying to the beat of the music, clearly in their own world, and constantly brought her face in close to his every chance he could.

How Jeongin had managed to charm a girl at the bar, and they were dancing in the centre of the room. He watched as Felix and Changbin were physically glued to each other, lips always connected in a searing kiss that made Jisung blush when he caught a glimpse of it.

He watched how Seungmin wrapped his arms over Mini’s hips and pulled her close to his body, her back flushed against his chest, his head in the crook of her neck, as she reached her hands over her head, to play with his hair. All of them having a good time, he was too. Even if he was stuck with Liza, until he looked a little over to the left. Where he caught a glimpse of Hyunjin, pulling you into him. He kept a respectful distance, but the way you moved, the way he was the one dancing with you. Something about it bothered him.

Liza excused herself to the washroom for a moment, finally. A moment where he didn’t need to walk on eggshells. Jisung pulls out his phone and begins to type furiously on his phone, the image of you and Hyunjin burning in his mind. He looks around the room, four black walls; neon lights and fog machines everywhere.

The walls that were coloured are all black,

He wrote. Still. I can’t figure out what happens in the tunnel. Should I just erase it? He thought to himself, as he lost himself in his song once more. He looked up to see you smiling brightly at Hyunjin as he made a stupid face at you.

They were coloured by you,

“GOD,” Minho sighs as he plops back down on the couch, “You are the most boring mother fucker here you know that?” He laughs, 

“How do you figure?” Jisung smiles, as he raises his glass to take another sip of his beer. 

“You’re sitting here looking like the most miserable fucker on the planet, that’s how I figure,” Minho says as he steals Jisung’s glass from his hand and finishes off the beer.

“Shut up Minho,” Jisung laughs, “I’m good here,” he lied. Minho scowled at him for a moment, 

“You’re a terrible liar, get up and take your girlfriend to dance! Have some fucking fun, you weren’t such a square on Friday what happened to you? This is not the soulmate I married.” Minho said, as he motioned for a hostess to bring him another drink. 

“She’s- Liza?!” Jisung coughed, 

“Yes, who else?” Minho questioned, as he raised an eyebrow in confusion, 

“Oh god, you thought we were dating?” 

“I mean, anyone would with the way she clings to you.” Minho leaned back, resting his arms on the bench, 

“She’s not my girlfriend! We’re just friends!” Jisung half screams.

“Have you told her that?” Minho nods in Liza’s direction as she made her way back from the bathroom.

“She’s like that with all of us,” Jisung sighed, 

“Doesn’t seem like it,” Minho shrugged, 

“She’s acting like this because everyone else is paired off tonight, and Jinnie is mad at her.” 

“Why’d you bring her then?” 

“Long story.” 

“Mmm, well instead of being absolutely miserable here, go dance. I’ll bitch-sit for you.”

“I couldn’t do that to you,” 

“It’s chill, I need a break anyways,” Minho smiled, “Plus you don’t look like you’re enjoying the view very much.” Minho smirked, as he looked towards you laughing with Hyunjin. Jisung got up, making his way out of the booth, “Oh by the way!” Minho called out, “Hyunjin’s, nice and all, but not her type.” Minho smirked. 

Jisung was unsure as to why Minho mentioned it, but his heart seemed to have calmed down.

Something had to be wrong with him. 

~ ~ ~

You were lost in your own world. Hyunjin had you twirling around, dipping you, and showing you the proper twerking technique. You were genuinely having such a great time, and it seemed that all of your friends were too. Everyone was paired off with someone. You had noted that Jisung was sitting at the table with Liza, but when you turned around he was gone and Minho was in his spot. You didn’t pay it any mind and continued to dance with Hyunjin, twirling him like he did you.

“Hey,” Hyunjin leaned in, in order for you to hear him, “I’m gonna get a drink and sit down for a bit okay?” You nodded at him, 

“Sure thing chief!” you smile and salute at him, he lets out a laugh before shaking his head and walking off to the bar. You continued to dance on your own when you felt hands on your mid-back. Jisung leaned down to speak to you; 

“Where do you think those two are going?” he smirked, bringing your attention to Chan and Kitty walking off the dancefloor hand in hand towards a more private and darker corner of the club.

“I don’t want to know,” you laughed, Jisung still hadn’t moved. He had his head pretty close to yours still. Unknown to you Jisung was going through it. God, she smells just like the rain. “Jisung- are you okay?” 

“Huh? Oh. Sorry I got distracted.” 

“By?” 

“Oh god, this is gonna sound so weird, but what perfume is that?” 

“Oh Felix got me a new one, I was complaining that I wanted to bottle the scent of rain so he got it for me,” you smiled, “and no not weird. Just…okay maybe a bit weird.” you laughed,

Jisung blushed a little bit. Why the hell am I blushing over that? What’s wrong with me? He realised that the two of you were standing completely still in the middle of the dance floor. “Oh, uh, do you… wanna dance… together?”

You nodded and Jisung situated himself behind you. His hands sat respectfully on your waist. You two swayed and danced to the loud music. He occasionally twirled you like Hyunjin did, less coordinated but still executing it well.

The two of you were giggling and laughing with each other as you danced. You had turned around a few times to face him and poke at his cheeks and chest, and he would return your poking with light pinches to your sides and a boop to your nose. Jisung was situated behind you again when a more sensual song came on. You looked over at your table to see Liza staring daggers at you and Jisung. You suddenly felt incredibly self aware of how close you and Jisung were to each other.

“Isn’t your girlfriend gonna get mad with you this close to me…” 

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” 

“But-” 

“Liza is just a friend.” He smiles, 

“It doesn’t look like it from here,” you sighed, 

“Ignore her.” Jisung whispered, “She’s not my girlfriend, so let's stop talking about her and just enjoy being right here, right now. Together.” 

You were a little startled at his words but found yourself relaxing into him. He was still being so gentle and respectful of you. You felt safe around him, even though you haven't known him for long. You were so lost in your own world, you didn’t realise how much time passed. All you focused on was his body against yours, his breath fanning over your shoulder. His hands slowly moved further down your hip, his grip tightening slightly as he guided your hips against his.

“What’s wrong with me?” He hummed into your neck, but before you could answer, and tell him he was just drunk; he was being torn away from you. 

“My turn.” Liza said coldly, as she wrapped Jisung’s hands around her hips and she wrapped herself around his neck, tugging him close to her, smirking at you as she did so.

You looked at her in confusion, what the actual fuck? Before you could interject, Minho had swooped in front of you and grabbed your hands and danced with you. Jisung, despite being drunk, looked incredibly uncomfortable. He didn’t want to dance with Liza, he wished she would just go home. She hadn’t drank at all, she’d sat on the couch all night on her phone; and NOW she wanted to dance once he was finally having some fun? Worst of all, Jisung knew he wouldn’t be able to pull away from her. 

“What are you doing,” he finally asked Liza as she continued to glare in your direction.

“Hm? Oh, I’m just dancing with my Hannie,” Liza whined, giving him a smile

“You couldn’t have waited? Or like, danced with someone else?” Jisung groaned, “You obviously saw I was busy.” 

“I wanted to dance but I don’t know anyone else. Your friend that you left me with was so weird,” she grimaced.

“So why didn’t you ask to dance earlier? You chose to do it now when I was already dancing with someone?” 

“Who cares Hannie, it’s not like you two are anything. She’s just a person helping with Hyunnie’s project. And it’s not like it was gonna go anywhere. She’s not like us. Plus you could do better.”

“Stop.” Jisung said, pulling his arms off her body and harshly pulling her arms out from around his neck.

“I’m just saying Hannie, I’m right here, you don’t need to use the poor girl.” Liza said as she tried to reach up to touch Jisung’s cheek.

“Don’t fucking touch me, Liza.” Jisung sighed, 

“Hannie, don’t act like this” she said as she tried snaking her way into his arms once more; 

“No, Liza. I said stop. I don’t want you to fucking touch me or breath in my direction right now. Just fuck off.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Liza yells out, causing Changbin and Felix to stop their dancing and look in their direction. 

“You’re insulting my friend. You’ve actually been insulting all of my friends all night!”

“Because, they’re not fucking like us what don’t you fucking people understand!” Liza screams out, “Why are you lowering yourselves to their fucking level Jisung?!”

Chan and Kitty had made their way back to the table, but when they heard yelling from Jisung they quickly made their way over.

“LOWERING TO THEIR LEVEL?! DO YOU EVEN HEAR YOURSELF?!”

“Oh I get it,” Liza laughed, “OHHH I’m so sorry, I ruined your chance at an easy fuck didn’t I?” Liza smirked at she watched you, 

“Who are you calling an easy fuck?” Kitty ran over, getting in Liza’s face.

“I hope you have a fucking way to back that claim,” Mini said, standing behind Liza. “Don’t start something you can’t fucking finish girly.” Mini smiled, as always when she was pissed she was unusually calm. But all it would take is one off comment from Liza to snap her. 

“Channie, this is what I mean, look at them. Look at how this one acts like a rabid dog getting in my face while the fucking monster behind me tries to corner me in, do you see now that they aren’t like us? Help me!” Liza said in her sickly sweet voice.

“If you wanna see rabid dog, I’d be so fucking happy to show you and put you in your fucking place,” Kitty seethed as she got closer to Liza.

“Please, what are you gonna do about it?” Liza scoffed, “You’re in your last year. You can’t do shit to me unless you don't want to graduate.” 

“The question isn’t what am I going to do about it, it’s what EXACTLY will I do about it because I have MANY fucking options.” Kitty hissed, taking her long pointed nails and running them along Liza’s jaw, causing her to tremble slightly. Quickly Liza lifted her hand giving Kitty a swift smack.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” 

“Baby, let it go,” Chan whispered as he reached for Kitty’s wrist, pulling her back into his arms.

“Are you fucking joking? Baby? Who’s fucking side are you on? Your best friend of YEARS or some fucking whore from your class?”

“Who. The fuck. Are you calling a whore.” Jeongin glared as he made his way over. He had missed the first part, only to see Liza smacking Kitty, excusing himself quietly to the girl he was with before pushing everyone out of his way to get to her. “Touch her again, and I’ll fucking end you.” 

“So you are just as fucking crazy as the rest of them. A rabid kitten whore, a monster, and a feral fox. What a combination.” Liza rolled her eyes at Jeongin, brushing him off.

“Monster?” Jeongin laughed, “You don’t want to see a monster Liza.” Jeongin laughed, “Because you’ll be quite unhappy when you realise you labelled the wrong person the monster.” 

“Binnie, look at them, this is who your friend is friends with?”

“Excuse me?” 

“Your little friend, these are his people. So do something.” 

“He’s not my fucking friend Liza. He’s my boyfriend. For the love of fuck, stop misgendering and mislabelling him!”

“Look at him, not hard to think he’s a she.”

“I’m gonna fucking kill her,” Kitty said from Chans hold.

“Guys, just let it go, she’s not worth it,” you said as you pulled Jeongin back a few steps.

“Yeah see, Y/N is a nice one, Kitty needs to graduate and Jeongin won’t hit a woman, but you see; I have nothing to lose.” Seungmin looked to Mini both confused and slightly amused, as if he’d already known for a while what would happen. “You can insult me, you can say whatever the fuck you want about pretty much any of us. But Y/N and Lix? Off fucking limits.” Seungmin took a preemptive step back, knowing just exactly what would happen. 

“Mini,” you shouted sternly, but it wasn’t enough. You knew how’d she get, and this was no exception.

‘Some people need to be taught a lesson, whether they choose to learn it themselves, or I have to force the lesson into them.’ was something she once said, after a fight with a few seniors who had decided to pick on a freshman earlier in the year.

Liza had moved away from Mini in an attempt to get some distance between them. She tried to escape from their circle and move back to their table, but Minho slid in front of her, blocking the way with his arms crossed and a stone cold look plastered across his face. 

“Sorry, bitch. Not getting out of this one,” he chuckled at the fear on her face.

Liza had turned around and saw Mini standing in the same spot. Mini cracked her knuckles and her neck, obviously trying to scare the shit out of her some more.

“Minho don’t encourage her! Please!” You yelled out, as you moved to try and stop the inevitable, 

“Don’t get in between a fight, love,” Jisung said as he grabbed you, bringing you close to his chest, “What did I tell you huh?” when you didn’t answer he sighed, “You need to take care of yourself, getting in between people during a fight like this will only get you hurt,” 

“She shouldn’t be fighting her anyway, Jisung!” 

“I can’t say it’s not called for, but let Chan and Bin stop them. I don’t want you to get hurt.” he whispered, his arms tightening around you protectively. You didn’t answer him again and simply watched the fight unfold in front of you.

“Last chance to fucking either back what you said or apologize.” Mini had cornered Liza into the corner of your friend group. By now the rest of the club had stopped what they were doing, 

“Bouncers incoming,” Minho whispered, 

“You’re fucking psychotic!” Liza yelled attempting to throw a punch at Mini and missing horribly. She had grabbed a glass from a patron standing beside her and swung it towards Mini’s face. Mini was fast enough to put her hand up to stop the glass from shattering on her face, but when the glass made contact with her hand, it instantly shred the skin on it. She wretched her hand away from her face and hissed as the glass penetrated her skin. Liza smirked up at Mini, but Mini just smiled. Liza's smile fell immediately.

“Yeah… I am.” Mini’s devilish smile grew wider, she pulled at Liza’s hair, tugging it harshly to get her to stand still, she pulled her good hand back and swung, hitting Liza directly in her nose. Liza screamed at the top of her lungs and fell to the floor, clutching her face. She moved her hand from her face and saw blood all over her hands. 

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Liza cried as she sat on the floor, fumbling her phone as she attempted to call the cops.

“Go ahead call the cops, you threw the first punch moron,” Minho chirped,

“YOU’RE ALL FUCKING INSANE! CHANNIE, HELP ME, PLEASE!”

“Liz. This time, I can’t defend you.” Chan said as he squeezed Kitty tighter in his hold, she was clawing at his arm, itching to get to Liza.

“You’re taking their side? Are you joking? HER? Over me? She’s NOTHING, a NOBODY!” Liza screamed at him, causing Chan’s gaze to darken angrily. Liza had never seen him look at anyone like that, he’d never looked at her like that. Chan had lifted Kitty into his arms bridal-style and walked towards the exit of the club.

“Honestly, Liza.” Hyunjin said as he walked up to her, “I don’t see why I ever cared to be friends with you.” 

“Jinnie..” 

“Don’t fucking call me that,” he scoffed, as he turned to walk out. 

“Binnie?” Changbin looked to her, shaking his head and taking Felix’s hand in his, guiding him out of the club following Hyunjin. Mini walked past Liza, who still sat on the floor. Grabbing for her purse, as Minho helped her with everyone else's things.

“Made me get blood on a perfectly good outfit.” Mini sighed, Seungmin making his way up to Mini to grab her side, pulling her close to him as he examined her hands. 

“Tch,” Seungmin let out, “When we get home we’re gonna have to clean this fist up and wash the blood out.” 

Jeongin walked towards Liza and crouched down to her level, “Don’t fucking talk to my family ever again. Or Mini won’t be the worst of your problems.” He whispered in her ear, quickly standing up and stepping over her to walk to the exit.

“H-hannie…” Liza whispered, tears starting to well in her eyes.

“Was it worth it?” Han sighed, “Was it worth all of this? Was whatever you had going on in your head worth the fight? Worth all of your friends walking out on you? You couldn’t just be fucking happy for Bin? You couldn’t have just acknowledged Felix properly? You couldn’t just stop fucking talking? Or respected Chan, or my wishes? Just fucking ONCE in your fucking life!?” 

You could feel Jisung shaking as he held onto you tightly. You felt something wet drip onto your shoulder, looking towards it, noticing him crying. You wrapped your hand around his to try to calm him down, tilting your head up to try and look at him. He had his head buried in your shoulder, his hair covering his face.

“Jisung, you’re ok. We can leave… if you want,” 

“I got punched, and you’re-” Liza lets out a soft laugh, “And you’re the one having an anxiety attack? You’re a fucking joke, Han Jisung.” She sighed, getting up off the floor; dusting herself off, wiping the excess blood from her face. 

“He’s the joke? I don’t think so. We tried our best to be nice to you, to make you feel welcome. You judged us before you got to know us. No one else is a joke but you.”

“Shut the fuck up, and do what you want; you can have him for all I fucking care, he’s useless to me.” Liza spat, 

“Have him? He’s not a fucking prize to be won Liza! He’s a fucking person, not some possession you put on a shiny pedestal and use when he’s convenient for you.”

“And what's your excuse? Flaunting him like this?” Liza laughed, 

“Flaunting? I’m his friend, this is how friends should protect and respect each other.”

“Setting rabid animals on someone? You couldn’t fight for yourself so instead you let your loyal hounds to handle your problem!” 

“Please stop..”Jisung whimpered, 

“Loyal what?!” 

“Please..” Jisung hiccuped, “Stop please,” 

“CHAN!” Changbin yelled, from the entrance, “SOMEONE GET CHAN!” 

Chan ran in, rushing to Jisung, cupping his cheeks to look at him. Jisungs eyes were full of tears, glazed over, his breathing hitched and rapid. 

“Breathe,” He said, “Breathe, you’re fine, you’re okay.” 

“I can’t-” Jisung struggled to speak, his breathing erratic, heart racing. The fight itself would have been fine, he would have been able to handle that. It was the blood. The cut on Mini’s hand, the blood that came from it. “Is Min-” he hiccuped again, “Is Mini okay? She’s bleeding-”

You grabbed his hand and laced your fingers together, squeezing his hand tightly in yours. 

“Ji… we’re all ok. Can you look at me please?” you say softly to him, not wanting to scare him away.

He looks down at your hands, making sure you’re physically okay from the commotion and slowly looks up to you. You can finally see his face and all you wanted to do was wipe his tears away and hold him till he felt better again.

“We’re ok, you’re ok,” you said softly, moving a few pieces of his hair away from his face.

“There’s a car outside. Lix, Bin, Minho, Hyunjin and Jeongin, took one home already, Seungmin, Mini, and Kitty are waiting outside.” Chan sighed, 

“I really am nothing to you all.” Liza said, 

“Just go.” Chan said blankly, 

“Channie, I’m sorry…” 

“Not now Elizabeth, just fucking go. I’ll talk to you when I’m no longer fucking pissed.” She nodded, walking away. 

“Let’s go.” Chan said, as he guided Jisung out of the club, apologising to the managers at the door for the fight. You hopped into the back seats of the car, Jisung beside you as he attempted to calm himself down a bit more. Ultimately, he fell asleep on your shoulder, to the scent of the rain. 

~ ~ ~

“Is he gonna be okay?” You said, after saying your goodbye’s to Jisung, Seungmin had already headed up to your dorm to tend to Mini’s hand.  

“Mm, yeah. He’ll be okay, might take an extra therapy session but nothing too bad.” 

“Is he-”

“Mhm, just a bit of trauma- he’s not good with blood.” Chan sighs, “But he’ll be okay. He just needs a shower, and his computer for now.” 

“Computer?” 

“He thinks his best songs come from his emotions, especially when he’s hurting. It's also just a good distraction for him. Whether it be writing or just listening to music.” 

“What happened-” 

“It’s better for him to explain when he’s ready, anyways Y/N i’m sorry about tonight.” 

“Definitely not how I saw my Tuesday night going.” You smiled lightly at Chan, who was staring off into the car watching Jisung, who sat with his head hung low “Do you guys just want to stay here? I feel like none of us are going to class tomorrow anyways, Plus I’m sure Innie, Mini and Kitty wouldn’t mind. There's a spare bed for Jisung-” 

“Honestly, sure. I don’t want him to be alone tonight, gives me an excuse to have someone in the room with him. Also maybe him seeing Mini’s fine will make him feel a bit better.” you nodded. Chan told Jisung the plan, and he slowly hopped out of the car. 

~ ~ ~ 

“I’m fine, Jisung.” Mini smiled, raising her bandaged hand in the air, “Honestly, I’ve done worse.” 

“Let’s all just get some sleep yeah?” Minho sighed, “I’m sharing with Y/N and Innie tonight,” 

“Felix and Bin are already passed out on the couch so,” Chan sighed, 

“My room.” Kitty smiled weakly, “Thank you, by the way. For holding me back.” she blushed, and turned swiftly to walk to her room, Chan following closely behind her.  "Hyunjin, and Jisung; if you need anything, extra blankets, or just- anything let me know." Mini smiled, as she guided the boys into the spare room. Closing the door behind her when she left.

~ ~ ~

“What’s wrong with me” Jisung sighed as he lay in the guest room, 

“Nothing’s wrong with you Ji,” Hyunjin sighed from beside him, 

“I should have got her to quiet down Hyune.” 

“Nah, there was no stopping her. She has been going off the deep end lately, there really wasn’t anything we could’ve done once she started.”

“Do you know where my phone is?” Jisung sighed, 

“MM, lyrics?” Hyunjin asked, 

“Yeah.” 

“I really like that you write instead of isolating.” Hyunjin smiles, “Makes me feel a bit better.”

“Don’t you isolate?” Jisung tilts his head towards Hyunjin, who hands him his phone from the nightstand beside him. 

“Exactly why it makes me feel better. At least one of us has a healthy coping mechanism.” Hyunjin smiles softly, “I’ll go to sleep first. I hope the lyrics come out how you want them, night Hanji.” 

Jisung opens his phone to his notes, where he had the last lyrics he wrote while sitting in the club.

In the quiet tunnel…

The walls that were colored are all black

They were colored by you

Jisung sat in silence recounting his emotions from the night. Watching you dance with Hyunjin, and the odd jealously that came with that. 

I’m surprised by the feelings felt for the first time

Minho’s acknowledgment that he could very clearly see Jisung’s interest in you. He wanted to be in Hyunjin’s place, he wanted to know you more than Minho did.

Name, age, where do you live

Too many questions, I know I’m being rude

Boldly walking up to you and asking you to dance with him. Wanting to be close to you, not just physically, but emotionally, mentally. He wanted all of you.

I’ll cross the line just a little, as I finally

Avoided this road, I was walking on unsteadily

The two of you entirely in your own world, dancing together, blissfully unaware of the world around you. He remembered the first day you met, how fond he felt watching you standing in the middle of the street, letting the rain cascade down your figure.

I’ll look at you and rest for bit, I know I’m putting you out by doing this when it’s our first meeting

He remembers how inspired he was by your actions and your words that first night. He got so wrapped up in his song idea that you had gently fallen asleep on his shoulder, your features totally relaxed. He thought you were the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. This song was for you. He was writing it because of you, for you.

I’m rambling noisily, as it’s my first time having these emotions too, so I’m still

He was suddenly pulled from his remembrance as a sports car revved and zoomed down the street, the tires and echo of the exhaust loud enough to penetrate the walls and windows.

“AH!” Jisung yelled, quickly turning, realising Hyunjin was asleep. 

In the quiet tunnel, you with the sports car, the noisy engine blares

“Fuck that tunnel”

TAGS @https-skzology @chanlixiiee @channiesbub @silentcry01 @iadorethemskz @heavensheadbitch @maeleelee ♡ Thank you for letting us tag you

[guzhufuren]

hello hello not expecting u to 100% tell but also w he re do u find incorrect/text posts for ur meme gifs they are always so funny and on point(+if its by pinterest what do u even look it up as??) do have a good day week and job ur v funny and cool<33

hi darling!! thank you so much 🥺 my poor heart almost gave out on these compliments! yeah, it's no trouble, i can tell you how i find them!! basically i'm a professional tumblr diver but i'm gonna explain techniques in a more detailed way

technique 1. gold miners

you see a cool fun text post on your dash that has less than 5000 notes; you go in the tags and scroll to the very beginning of reblog chains; there you will find the people who somehow always find the best freshly birthed text posts; choose the people who tagged it as some variation of "#text post", "#txt" or they tagged it as "#x-character-core/coded" or even better, they tagged it as their oc - go to their blog and look through that tag, usually you will find a treasure mine of text posts; if all the posts you immediately see are well known and you saw them all over your dash already, then go back and start diving on the next person's blog through the tags and keep doing it until you are out of tagger rebloggers; when you find good text posts you gotta screenshot them (try to think ahead - maybe there is a show coming out in the near future that will fit this text post)

visual example: i always have various non-popular text posts in my queue that i will dive in later when i have the time. like these

technique 2. oc and character tags again

you find a post that perfectly fits your blorbos but it has much more than 5000 notes so it's impossible to check all the rebloggers - that's fine, once again go in the notes for blog diving; start from the top and find specifically someone who tagged this post as their oc or their favourite character - that's your new source; go through the tag and it will certainly have text posts/tweets that fit your blorbo as well

visual example: i found this post for Pete and his poor burnt balls, one day i'm gonna go through it to see other people's blorbos who have suffered in a similar way, and i'm sure there will be lots of petecore stuff on their blogs

technique 3. porn blogs are your best friend when it comes to mature tv shows

find one, just one, good funny very sexual text post and go in the tags for to see which mature bloggers reblogged it using a tagging system; it can be them categorising it as "#text post" or similar, it can be them sorting posts by kink so pay attention to tags like "#petplay" "#collars" and etc, you will be able to find lots of funny sexy posts the deeper you search through their tags

visual example: see, this post has only 1500 notes, so when i will go in the tags of it i will find approximately 10-15 people who tagged it well enough for me to scroll through their tagged reblogs and find other good stuff

technique 4. when you are done with any of techniques explained above, choose best blogs to follow

while you dive in random tumblr users' blogs you will for sure stumble upon blogs that reblog amazing rare text posts; follow them and see what other gems they can bring to your dash in the future

other tips for people who make text post memes

- THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE! make sure the text screenshot that you placed on a picture/gif is large enough to be readable both on mobile and on web. check it on every gadget. i have really bad vision and squinting my eyes at the phone makes my head hurt, so i never look at memes that i can't read right away without zooming in. make them easily readable!!

- choose one style of screenshots of the text posts. it can be web screenshots, it can be mobile browser tumblr screenshots, if can be tumblr app screenshots. choose one and stick to it always, it will make your memes look neat. i always make screenshots of text posts on the tumblr app, then i put them all on a 750 pixel wide canvas, scale them down to 360 pixel width and copy paste them to 540 pixel wide pictures of blorbos. so we get something like this:

have fun, please write me again if anything i explained is confusing, i'm not great with words <333

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Thinking About Tiffany Pollard Today

Tiffany "New York" Pollard. I know that a lot of people have a lot of opinions about her, but I, for one, feel like we "came up" together. I watched her from the time she was just some girl fighting for Flavor Fav through many twists and turns, some of which happened for all of us to see.

I remember whenever she was facing backlash for her transphobic statements and how taken aback she was by it while everyone pounced on her, and whenever I saw the interaction, I immediately thought, "Oh. She thinks that this is just part of the gig, because of how she was handled when she arrived on the scene." And. Ultimately, I wound up being right, like I usually am (TS Madison confirmed for me basically everything that I had said about the situation).

Tiffany was frequently called a man, a tranny, transvestite, and a drag queen, and it was something that I remember her embracing and never getting mad or upset, saying that these people are fabulous, just like me, etc. So, whenever she's asking that woman about being a man and having certain genitals, she quite literally thought that this is just part of people thinking/saying that you are or look like a man.

Maddie had to explain to her that the people who were speaking about her in those ways were also being transphobic, to which Tiffany was confused, because 'How can somebody be being transphobic to you if you aren't trans?' They are conversations that she didn't seem to have had before, and her trans friends got her together about it and she was able to learn moving forward. (As of now, I don't think that since then she has ever had a similar incident and she still seems to have the support and following of her trans friends and loved ones).

But, one thing that I think about every time Tiffany makes her way back into the spotlight is the fact that we are essentially the same age, but when I was spending my first semester in college, not realizing that I was wasting my time and money, she was getting started on her tract to becoming a "problematic fave" and resetting the course of reality tv.

She did so much that SHE was the star of Flavor of Love, and these were the days before they even CONSIDERED mental health or support. This woman, my age. Early 20s, getting into one of the most exploitative tv situations in history for a man twice her age, who embarrassed her on national tv TWICE, by loving all over her and then selecting someone else in the end.

The years following this debut as the HBIC of reality tv, we got to see a lot of her mom and their shaky relationship, we got to see her attempt to find love multiple times, and do various jobs. We got to see this woman who entered the business in the reality genre sort of stay in that arena for 2 decades. She has so many iconic moments, lines, reactions. There are people who have no idea what her voice sounds like, but they know things she's said because her face has been popular for memes for all this time. She even gets paid to do all of this.

But, she also always plays the villain role. She's always seen as a foe or an antagonist, because she was a hotheaded 23 year old when she first got on camera (maybe younger if it took them a while to record the show). And, I have seen over the years people trash her up and down. Yes, she has a very large fan base, as well, but she's gotten a lot of hate from then up until now, and I don't know if people actually think about the fact that she was in her early 20s whenever VH1 found her willing to pimp herself out to Flavor motherfucking Flav, who once again, is twice her age.

Even her moments of supposed healing (VH1's Family Therapy With Dr. Jenn) was put on TV for our entertainment. This woman really had a weird adulthood, because reality stars simply were not famous whenever she became a famous reality star, and reality tv was not as big or important as it is today. She didn't become rich from her Flavor of Love fame. She has what she has now specifically because she's always out there hustling and loaning out her personality/persona for her fame and fortune.

She set the bar for a lot of the reality tv tropes that we see today. Many of the girlies do not even realize that when they get on camera and they're tryna fit a certain reality role to get screen time, that they are simply emulating a woman who was just herself in her early 20s and was used as a formula that an industry was built upon. There were not many reality tv shows back then, but there were some and even though she wasn't the first, she is one of the first people who others after her decided that they would pick up characteristics from. She hasn't been able to be a full person in front of us and the moment she messes up, she is either met with people laughing at her pain or dragging her to hell for her mistakes.

Happy Birthday to that lady. She ain't perfect, but she has given us a lot and none of our asses ever really seem to want what's best for her. She's a character to most people. An avatar of reality that they watch to see what wild shit she'll do or say next. When, I know that there's a human woman there who I hope does have some grace in her life. Ionknow, Man. I just think Black women deserve some grace, even if they are imperfect people, but especially when their imperfections have been fodder for national audiences to laugh and chatter about, and for almost half of her life now. 

[pardonmydelays]

what did you post about before watching hamilton and entering the world of lmm? (apart from taylor swift) (yes ik this is a lot of tyler now but still)

great question! a little bit of poppy lore for you, anon!

ok, so i actually joined tumblr in 2019 and yes, it was because of taylor (to be precise, it was because of this post, i saw a screenshot of it somewhere on instagram and it made me laugh so hard i decided to create an account), but not because she was active here back then, mostly because i never felt comfortable enough on any other social media platform and i was looking for a place to actually be online and talk to people, not just lurk. i remember i was also posting a lot about bastille, imagine dragons, lorde, once upon a time (tv series), it was a little bit of everything, honestly. and also a lot of memes. and it was chaos for such a long time, i wasn't even using tags back then so i don't think i would be able to find those posts now. then i changed my content completely in 2023 and i started posting about lmm/musical theatre in general and i believe i met most of my online friends during that time. then again i changed my entire personality in may when clancy came out.

i think the only sign of me being a clikkie was maybe one or two random twenty one pilots posts i reblogged back in 2022 after my concert. like i said before, i was never really loud about them online, i guess only 2-3 people actually knew i loved their music.

[official-megumin]

Hey, I saw your recent post about how you're struggling. I know you don't know me, but I just want to tell you that you're not alone. There's a lot you said you're struggling with that I've gone through as well. I understand. I want you to have some solidarity, even if it's just because a stranger chose to share a piece of their story with you.

When I went off to college, things were fine at first. I went through my first semester with flying colors. Second semester started the same, but deteriorated quickly. I fell behind on homework, so I didn't understand what was happening in class, so I stopped going to class as much, and this spiraled until I stopped going to class all together. I spent most of a semester either in bed or *shudders* on League of Legends, only leaving my dorm to eat at the dining halls. When I failed all my classes, I was invited to never return. It was very much a dark place to be, and I can only hope that you're not stuck in as bad of a mental space as I was.

Of course, I don't know the full severity of your mental health, and I don't expect to either. I'm sharing this next bit of wisdom in fear of the worst, in fear that it's as severe as mine was: Find a reason, any reason, to stick around, and latch onto that. For me, that was my cat. I saw a meme once where the poster shared they were only sticking around cause their pet wouldn't understand why they were missing, and why they never returned home. Point is, the reason doesn't have to be something grandiose. No matter how trivial a reason may seem, like not ever tasting ice cream again, or not being able to see a new season of an anime, or even just cause of a meme, it's always a valid reason to not give it all up. Find what that reason is for you, and latch on tight.

I'm sure you've heard "things will get better," a million times, and I understand just how hard it is to believe, especially when depression takes hold. Instead, know that no feeling is final, and there will always be a tomorrow. Your mental state does not define you, and there will always be time for it to change.

Take care.

thank you so much for the taking the time to respond.

I'm no longer a student, I haven't been for years. But back when I did go to school, I also started off with near perfect attendence(granted I couldn't keep up even at the start) but as time passed and my mental health worsened, I started not completing homework and just staying home from time to time. I did end graduating, but only barely. And without covid and a hospitalisation that stopped me from going to exams, I wouldn't have passed at all.

Since then, I've been on sick leave. And it's been over 3 years by now, first year I spent just trying to get the doctors to listen to me telling them something was wrong. And in the process I tried to end my life a time or two and I was admitted to the hospital 3 times.

End the end I came in telling them about my experience with "Hearing voices" really it was just my alters, but still I was granted 2 years of intense therapy.

Now those years are over and I still haven't really improved much, my depression is as bad as ever, so is my BDD.

The only thing that has improved is my social anxiety. Which I am thankful for. But really it's not enough of a change to really make a difference.

Luckily I have grown older and wiser over these past 3 years, I haven't tried to kill myself for over 2 years for once(apart from one time this week where I was very close to attempting it) and I have learned the importance of having something to keep you going just like you said yourself.

I'm not really good at talking about this sorta thing, but when you sent this ask yesterday. You did it at the perfect time, I was very very unhappy when I saw it, and it cheered me up a lot.

I know that it to you probably didn't seem like that big a thing to do. But it was, it genuinely was.

I'm also really sorry if I caused you any sort of worry, my intention with that post wasn't to ask for help really. I think at least.

But more to show that there is more to my life, and to so many other trans people out there than just happiness. And that it's not a failure to not be happy all the time, even if it seems like everyone around you is doing great. That was what I was trying to do.

I hope you have a good day, and a good rest of your week. And that you feel like you made even just a tiny difference in the world.

I hope you feel like you have the strength to help others, as well as other people may feel inspired to reach out to others whom they feel could use a hand.

The world needs more light in these dark times, and honestly this interaction with you has been a highlight, thank you

[dxfiedfxte]

Random Dialogue Sentence Meme || No Longer Accepting

@chibitantei sent: “How can you stand this place?”

Now this was a place he never imagined he'd be staring at again, never in a million years did he think he would find himself back here in the Yamanashi Prefecture, a part of Japan that was home to one of the most haunted outdoor locations -- a location that he was all too familiar with. Aokigahara Forest, otherwise known as the Suicide Forest, it was a dark location that was full of Paranormal Activity as well as unexplainable phenomena. Minato was originally here to do an interview on his experience inside there for a local magazine company that talked about things involving the Paranormal. The interview lasted just over an hour before he finished.

Minato was about to leave, when he received a call, checking his phone he saw it had been none other than Naoto who heard Minato was nearby. Apparently, there was a little girl who went chasing after her red ball that had bounced into the forest, this little girl hadn't been seen in about twenty-four hours, and because it was the forest that she had gone into, many others were skeptical on going in there to search besides a few local police officers who never came back out. Someone had apparently contacted her in hopes she would be able to find the girl, because of Minato's experience navigating the forest, she was asking for his assistance in going in the forest with her trusting that he knew the correct paths, and he did.

Understanding the dire situation, Minato agreed and postponed the next thing he had planned, a podcast appearance in Hokkaido, and they didn't mind once he had relayed to them what his reason was for postponing. With everything taken care of, Minato went to meet up with the detective at the entrance of the forest. With a wave, he approached her.

[{ 🦋 }} - "Hey Shirogane, been a while, a shame we're not meeting under better circumstances, but I came as soon as I got your call."

Minato planned to return here one day to investigate again, as for right now, he'd put his main focus on trying to locate this girl, even with his familiarity with this dark and dreary place, finding the girl wouldn't be an easy task, but with the two of them working together, he had a feeling they'd be able to find her and bring her back safe.

[{ 🦋 }] - "So, we're looking for thirteen-year-old Haruka Seiko right?, went reported missing yesterday around five-forty-seven pm." He read the report just to confirm, once that she confirmed it with him, he nodded.

[{ 🦋 }] - "Okay, one thing you should know about the forest, is that it has a very unnatural and eerie atmosphere. With its dark history, we're bound to encounter some of the spirits inhabiting this forest, and they will try and confuse us, and throw us off our path, so if you think we're going around in a circle, we'll need to stop an asses our directions, anyway, are you ready?"

[northropi]

ACVI is probably the widest disconnect between the degree to which I feel good at the game and the degree to which I like the overall feel of the game I've ever experienced, with Ultrakill as a runner-up.

I've only just gotten to the end of Chapter 1. I got bopped for getting greedy in CH2M1 and going for combat logs on those Tetrapods while being too scared to take resupplies out of fear that I'd get locked into that room before finding everything, and haven't really attempted that one since because frankly I'm gonna need to devise a build with more ammo first, while also just buying out half the shop in general so I don't get stuck without an easy way to overwhelm a boss again. ("oh look at me i beat Balteus with shotguns you don't need pulse weapons to do it" well i didn't have those either, genius)

Now factor in my job, the fact I'm going for a trip this weekend, and my sheer executive dysfunction, and I don't anticipate to get anywhere close to the end for a few months.

It makes me think about why I tend to shy away from games I know to be hard, you know? One definite factor is that beating something hard is just not satisfying to me. The way people describe the feeling of a boss being a pain in the ass enhancing the feeling of winning is alien to me. I feel bad during the attempts and I almost feel worse when I beat it. I get mad and cuss it out as it goes down, far from the usual reaction you see from people who like that sort of thing.

On top of that I'm never sure if I got good or if I got lucky. I don't think I'd suddenly be able to do what I did again- and I swear I straight-up glitched Balteus because while it brought the flamethrowers out at 50% HP the winning run didn't see it pop assault armor until it was at like 25%, and I two-cycled the thing. Ultrakill, Claire de Soliel on Violent, my approach essentially got patched out with the harder weapon freshness rules now. Marauder, all that time ago, yeah I ate too many hits, with only a few successful attempts at sidestepping as I stood at optimal range with the SSG out- would not have flown on any higher difficulty. At least ACVI doesn't make me have to wrap my brain around constant weapon switching, though, but the fact that I tend to play all at once without taking breaks until I'm done, out of fear that I'll forget tricks I do pick up, probably also isn't helping my performance or my mood. I stayed up for like three hours on Balteus, it just wasn't fun.

After the AH12 I felt great, that was like three attempts. Juggernaut went down in two, that optional Tetrapod was like three, and I was shredding every conventional AC I found. I kinda joined into the meme of "the Souls fans don't know how to comprehend a vertical axis." That, I feel, is kind of true. Flight is an adjustment that came naturally to me because it's just part of the games I play the most. I felt vindicated that a group I saw as acclimated to hard games was hitting a rut when they encountered a challenge I dealt with on the regular. But from everything I hear, it's almost like having an easy time with the Helo and Juggernaut, and even Sulla, who I chewed up and spat out in a matter of seconds, is almost an indicator of how bad you're gonna do on Balteus.

It's here that it all caught up to me. I can flaunt how the movement fits me like a glove, but anyone who's just used to hard games in general has a lot that I don't. Reaction times, adaptability, planning, tilt-resistance, and, of course, fucking mindset- the ability to enjoy the gauntlet, or at least to walk away and come back refreshed.

I don't have these, and I don't think I can learn them.

This is kind of where the shitty difficulty discourse we've been in for ten years breaks apart. Souls games initially seemed like a mix of just not looking like my type of game on a functional level, and too hard for me to approach, and with what looked like little reward for a lot of struggling, I simply didn't. With how popular they are, it eventually hit me that they actually do look really fun when they're not pushing your nose into the dirt. I wanna play them in some context where I can be kept from getting mad, streaming them with friends or something (unfortunate that the one that looks the most appealing to me is also currently the least accessible).

Here comes ACVI, which I knew was gonna be hard but, hey, at least it closes the other side of that equation, maybe I'll have fun losing or even "git gud" and have some talent to show for it. Then Balteus made me feel fucking ill and I just don't know anymore. I kinda just want to go back to drawing for the last few hours of this weekend, but I'm afraid I'll never finish it if I do. Maybe a more functional version of me would see that break as exactly what she needs to come back and crush it but with the brain I have here and now that's not happening and this is at serious risk of becoming a second Signalis situation.

[finalgirlminamurray]

while i'm here i might as well do something of an introductory post.

horror as a genre has been a big special interest of mine for a long time. i've always been kind of drawn to "scary" things out of...i don't even know, some kind of interest in why certain things were considered scary and an inherent fascination in things that were deliberately designed to be scary because of that. i didn't really grow up watching horror movies like some people did (because as a kid i assumed i wasn't allowed to watch anything r-rated and i didn't have a strong interest in seeking out movies that were above my age) but i sure did read a lot and there's plenty of genuinely scary kids' books out there, even before i read my first stephen king novel (misery, age 13, borrowed from my aunt-who-was-really-mom's-friend who knew i could handle it.)

anyway once i turned 18 and went off to college i took full advantage of being able to watch whatever i wanted and started watching every classic horror film i could find and never looked back. i like horror from all decades and subgenres - i like to think i have a good variety in my tastes. i'm pretty desensitized at this point so i don't often find that movies actually "scare" me; that's not the primary reason i watch them. it's just my favorite genre.

it would be impossible to list all of my "favorites" but here are some particularly special and important movies to me:

the texas chain saw massacre (1974) - obviously. i was fascinated with this one ever since i heard the title and my brain latched onto it and wouldn't let go. there's just so much there to talk about with it and i've found it an endlessly compelling setting to work with. i'm also very fond of the texas chainsaw massacre 2 (1986), which is mostly a more "fun" movie but i still feel doesn't get analyzed enough. i watch both every year on the 18th of august. i know there are other films in the series but. i don't care for them.

the wicker man (1973) - i'm a big fan of folk horror in general but this is the ur-example for a reason. the soundtrack alone would probably have pushed this into my top 10 and yet it's still an extremely well-made fascinating film. another annual watch for me because how else are you going to celebrate may day

black christmas (1974) - i don't really think of myself as a slasher fan but the ones that i like i REALLY like. i really feel this one does not get its due in terms of the influence it ended up having on the genre nearly enough. great characters great atmosphere great sense of dark humor while often being genuinely scary. also coming up on its 50th anniversary this year so we should do something to celebrate

a nightmare on elm street (1984) - another slasher i really like. when wes craven's films hit they hit. nancy thompson one of my favorite horror protagonists ever. strangely enough i often find i'm alone for liking the first film best in the series. i would probably like 3 better if nancy didn't die. sorry!

re-animator (1985) - this is what i think of when i think of 80s horror. again the perfect combination of good characters great practical effects and an excellent dark sense of humor. it just suffers from regrettable treatment of its only female lead character but there's also always bride of re-animator which ups the wacky frankenstein nonsense without any scenes you have to warn people about before they get into it. jeffrey combs' herbert west one of my favorite little freaks in horror fiction.

american psycho (2000) - if you don't get the satire of this one that's on you. i just enjoy this one so much. it's brilliantly executed (ha!) i did read the book but i think the film does a very good job distilling and presenting its ideas in a more marketable but no less effective way. i really hope it doesn't develop the reputation of being an overplayed Meme Movie because it's such a good film.

the ring (2002) - okay i don't know if i'm putting this here because i think it's a great movie or if it was just such a formative experience for me but i'll allow myself one nostalgia choice. this was the first real horror movie i ever watched (anyone else's middle school have a pre-halloween event night where they'd have costume contests and show spooky movies? well we used to have one pg-13 rated film each year and this was the one that made an impression on me.) normally i hate 2000s horror remakes and this one does itself no favors by being an american remake of a foreign film (it does have more in common with the film adaptation of ringu than the original novel) but it's probably the best you can get with one of those. i was obsessed with this for a year after watching it and it's probably what actually kick-started my horror film interest. i went down a rabbit hole of ringu lore on my own at age 12-13 and sadako yamamura ended up being the first horror villain i really loved as a character in their own right while everyone my age made a big deal out of being terrified of "the ring girl". that might say something about me or it might not.

that's a brief tour of my horror history i guess. there are so many more films (and books!) i love and i'm always looking for more. my favorite decade of horror is almost definitely the 70s but there's something to love in every era (there are trends but they're not monoliths) and i love seeing new stuff. i can be pretty opinionated and can get a little pretentious, in a way, about my chosen genre so be assured it all comes from a place of love. i like more things than i hate, i think.

i'll be using this space to drop my thoughts about various scary movies and books i've seen and read recently or not so recently. i'm just glad to have a repository for All Of My Opinions.

final note: it's horror if i think it's horror based on vibes. hope this helps

[nebulations]

[ID: The first two images are excerpts of Faulkner's speeches from The Silt Verses's transcripts.

1.

It's not...it's not the forgetting that frightens me, you know? It's the going back. It's the idea that you might have made so much progress in life, that you could..have come so far, yet still find yourself reduced to one terrible moment when you were young and helpless. To become trapped as a frightened child again, and never to be able to move beyond it.

2.

That's it, Charlie, that's right, just don't let up now. not when you're so close, don't surface, we're SO close, you and I, we're almost there, we can almost hear the music, and once we hear the music Ne'll understand what it was all about, we'|l finally understand, and all the pain will be worth it everything will be worth it- -and we'll be reunited in a better place, Charlie, all of us down there together, Dad and Eddie, you and me, and Carpenter. You can meet her, she's our sister, you'l like her, she's got a sharp tongue in her head, and we'll all laugh together, and we'll all be happy- -and we'll plant a beautiful garden together, a garden below like you never saw before, and better things will grow there, better things will grow- -and we'll laugh, we'll find a way to laugh about all of this.

The last image is a meme of a cow standing in an ocean with a desolate aura.

[maifrenthebesto]

The events of the planet Namek saga within universe 7 were both significant within the realm from which the series follows the plot, however as we move forward in the story, we see background characters reacting appropriately to the environmental changes brought up by the Z warriors and those who their strength attracts.

In the DBS Super Hero movie, we see the aftermath of the Namek saga brought back to the foreground as a plot element to link the main story yo events that were hypothetically brewing in the background, as this serves the explorative writing structure of Toriyama, and makes it easier to introduce fighters to fight in the Shonen.

The Gammas came as a response to an insignificant moment to the world's plot (in-universe) being given significance through the story's need to have Hedo on the villains side, and I argue that once the plot resolves, we will see a plot line coming out of the aftermath of the change in status quo after news broke out that Frieza was able to be defeated.

From a galactic citizen's perspective, the existence of the Frieza clan is just a reality they need to live around, either as customers or subjects. However the news of Frieza's failure of the overtaking of Namek would not be associated with the Dragon Balls, as that would be classified information from the force, but the knowledge of their "Excursion To Namek" could be heavily propagandized, and failure could have been felt similarly to US in Vietnam.

We have evidence that Frost was running similar propaganda campaigns on universe 6, however I feel like the bureaucratic side of the empire would be ran similarly, while the force itself is the brutal army that is depicted in the series, something that you don't see as a galactic citizen in the series.

The Granolah arc brings some insights as to the lives of those very same citizens, living in a bubble, unaware of the majority of the decisions that come before a settlement can be built on a planet. I argue that several of the plot elements established in this arc are foreshadowing for what I allude to here.

The Heeter clan is an example of the power vacuum created by Frieza'a absence, and is only a small fraction of what surely remains unseen as resistances rose, and how morality must have dropped for those holding out hope when the emperor of the universe returned.

Now I argue that while the training goalposts will be surpassing Black Frieza, we will come to find him beaten to a pulp by another party before he can properly take the antagonist role again.

I also argue that Frieza may know something the readers don't, and that his display of strength was meant to push the monkeys further, because they will need to combine forces again.

I don't think the evil angel plot is that farfetched as it was meant to appear through the ToP extrapolative memes, so when associated with Gohan Blanco (which became real) it seemed silly.

There is enough secrecy and elements pointing towards something in that realm of existence for fighters to pursue, and I also think Frieza might take on a permanent ally role due to Frieza growing as a fighter and reaching similar conclusions as the main cast through training.

But he is racist enough to not care despite making these conclusions, and is staying a hater that fills in the role of Majima prompting random brawls to occur through provocation rather than through threats, but I never see him sparring with the core sayain team unless specifically training as a team for another tournament of power style event, which I think is in the future.

Crisis on infinite earths kinda deal bridging/overlapping all universes and causing chaos, with a central force overtaking Zeno's power to interfere through sealing the God room, potentially as a rebellious angelic takeover.

We saw an interest in recruiting Frieza for something similar before the ToP, but it was vague at best.