#You know... it just makes me think about all of the examples of love I've been shown in my life

[marsprincess889]

Astrology observations

Part 10

1. An interesting difference between Rohini and Mrigashira that I have not seen pointed out is in what they enjoy (in any way): regarding food, for example, Rohini might go for heavier food, meat, sticky sugary sweets, lots of fats, things that are rich with ingredients and are generally of that nature. Mrigashiras might prefer leaves and salads over meat. I think they like dairy but love moderation, and eat way more lightly than Rohinis.

Rohinis don't have much morality when it comes to enjoyment (generally), that might manifest as them not being ashamed to indulge in stuff that might be considered ulhealthy. Mrigashiras, being extremely alert and sensitive to things that Rohini just takes in, wants to analyze what they take in. That's why they might go for "the healthy" options. They also love feeling "light" in a sense of feeling free to move how they want to. That lightnes can sometimes make them feel anxious though, and then they start to crave stability.

2. Jyeshtas are very pure-hearted (let me explain).

As we know, it's a discharging and active placement, so it's free from the "extra" and the unnecessary. It's one if the nakshatras that can be considered "pure" due to its self-reliance and refusal to depend on others. There is a sharpness and a mobility to their essence that stems from deep within their souls, and everything that they touch has that "epic " feel to it.

I'm personally a big fan.

3. To return to a point from my previous observations, Jupiter and Ketu nakshatra people need to be wary of getting swept up be their own "grandiose", especially in serious subjects like guidance, morals and spirituality (in any sense of the word), especially because people tend to naturally listen to and trust them.

Jupiter nakshatra natives love everything "big" and meaningful. Even if they have the best of intentions, they should be mindful to not throw big statements around. They might love to attach meaning to everything, and I mean, anything. Jupiter is endless growth, which can be dangerous when not checked, contrained and/or directed. They are also the "supporters" of others, and their acceptance might lead them to support faulty things.

Ketu people might be prone to ignorance and similar to Jupiter people, they have people looking up to them. While Jupiter is endless growth, Ketu is an endless void. That unwillingness to see past their judgement gives them a self-posessed energy that can be interpreted as superior by the masses, they are often put on pedastels. As always, other influences in the chart play a huge role, as this tendency is significantly reduced when a Ketu person also has Venusian influence (Venus is the materialization of Ketu's spiritual essence, making it grounded and of value), while it can be increased with added Jupiterian influence (this is based on my observations of real-life people).

4. Tiger yonis should try to control their impulses and preserve their energy more. I don't know what the coorelation is, theoretically, between them and that behavior but I've seen it many times in real life. I'm not even saying this in an accusatory tone, because that harms tiger yonis themselves, first and foremost. They might be scattered and all over the place, not knowing what to do with their energy. They're not geared towards natural integration, energetic stability and unity like cow yonis, so they should use their drive to build to control their own impulses. If implemented, I think that they can achieve a lot (they have a drive to provoke, change, build or fix things).

5. Speaking of Cow yonis, they are more sensitive than it looks. They are naturally stoic and self-reliant so you won't notice it unless they casually reveal things that confirm that, because of their own natural tendency to be honest.

6. I've seen Ketu nakshatras really hyped up, whether in online spaces from astrology accounts or in real life. And people really like to talk about them and pay attention to them. I though, this can't be a coincidence, and here's my two cents as to why this might be: I think it all comes down the very nature of Ketu, which is absorbing, heated, passive, unresponsive and unaware. As I've said, I think that inspires admiration from the masses because they're percieved as superior, and when I say "superior", I mean that they get admiration because of anything and everything, not just because of one thing. And while many people might disagree with those who admire them and pour energy into Ketu individuals, it's not a question of whether they're actually deserving of it (they may or may not be, I've seen it go both ways), it's about what makes Ketu people get that kind of attention in the first place. Absolutely crediting Claire Nakti here, because she was right when she said that individuals who are not really integrated within themselves tend to rely on and worship Ketu people. Ketu, as a force, can be really dangerous, and I think people tend to ignore that very real danger. This is not to scare anyone, obviously, but I think if you attribute all kinds of positive or important things to one type of energy you might want to think if that's really true, and why you are percieving it like that.

7. Shravana people are interesting and I think that is not recignized enough!! I think their intellectual and intrapersonal or interpersonal abilities are ignored.

[renkyol]

This might have already been said but:

As much I'm loving all of The Pitt fanfiction, I've noticed a lot of people don't seem to understand how the med school and residency system works and it's annoying me. The basic order goes med student->resident->fellow->attending.

If you are a med student, you do not yet have your licence to practice medicine and have not matched to your specialty. If you are working, then you are completing a rotation, which is usually 4-12 weeks, depending on the specialty. Other healthcare disciplines (physiotherapy, occupational therapy, respiratory therapy, etc) refer to these as work placements. You do not get paid for these placements; actually, you pay to complete these placements. Whittaker and Javadi are med students.

At the end of your fourth year, in the States, you would write the United States Medical Licensing Examination(USMLE). In Canada, you write the Medical Council of Canada Qualifying Examination (MCCQE). The USMLE is completed in three steps. Steps one and two are typically written when you are a med student; step three is written at the end of your first year of residency. Provided you pass steps one and two, you are now a resident. Residents are doctors. Residency is a three to seven year training period in a specialty, e.g., emergency medicine, psychiatry, pediatrics, etc. You are matched into your specialty. Matching is, to my understanding, just the most complicated job hiring system in the world. The most important bit to know from a writers perspective is that there is a really good chance that a resident does not have a say in their specialty. A person preparing for residency will go on interviews and rank their preferred specialties and workplaces (meaning the hospital they complete their residency at), and then the hospitals and the departments decide to accept them or not. If you do not get matched, you can go through a process called SOAP, which places you with positions that did not get filled. The only way to change your specialty is to re-start the residency process from scratch. Santos is a first year resident, meaning she would have only passed the steps one and two of the USMLE that spring. This means she is most likely matched into emergency medicine. Although I learned recently that some surgery residencies have their residents complete a year of emergency medicine before starting in the OR. My personal headcanon is that Santos was soaped into emergency medicine, and that is why she was like that in the beginning. Mel and McKay are second year residents, which means they have been working as doctors for at least a year and already have emergency medicine as their specialty. They most likely would have completed all three steps to the USMLE It is mentioned in the first episode that Mel did her first year at a VA hospital which is apparently a common thing to do in the states. Mohan is a third year resident. I think this makes Robbie's comments to Mohan about switching to psychiatry really mean cause he's basically telling her to consider re-starting her residency when she's more than halfway finished. Collins, Langdon, and Garcia are fourth year or senior residents. Emergency medicine has a four year residency, so this means that they are almost done with their residencies. Surgery can have a five year or longer residency, so Garcia might still be a resident in the next season. Due to Langdon having to take most of the year away from work, he will have to re-start his fourth year.

After your residency is completed, you have the option to complete a fellowship. Not all specialties require a fellowship. These are take anywhere from 1 to 3 years. Emergency medicine does not require the completion of a fellowship, although there are a lot of options available. These are basically highly specialized training on topics in your specialty. For example, John Hopkins offers a fellowship in combat medicine for those specializing in emergency medicine.

After all of that: congratulations, you are now a doctor in attending aka an attending doctor. This means no more exams, just a re-licencing test every 5 years. You can take on residents and med students of your own to supervise, or not. No one is going to make you. You can also easily move now as you do not have to stay with the hospital you matched to for your residency. Getting a job goes back to the much more normal and not as stressful process of a job instead of the hellscape that is the residency matching program. Robbie, Abbot, Shen, Parker, and Walsh are attendings.

(Edit: Parker is a senior resident. I think I saw Parker's energy and assumed she was already an attending)

[remember-the-fanfics]

You didn't know?

The long awaited 'Welcome to Heaven' with Genz!Overlord!Reader.

"Please don't try and fight Adam, (Y/n)."

"I will try not to but I can not promise that, you know that." Said (Y/n), with their arms crossed as they tried to look not guilty.

"That's all I can ask for." Said Charlie, packing her many bags. "So I have my warm weather clothes and my cold weather clothes. I have a light jacket, flak jacket and rain jacket- wait, does it rain in Heaven?"

"Take a jacket that does it all." Said (Y/n), with the only bag they have which was mostly snacks and a stun gun .

"Charlie, the two of you are only going to heaven for a few hours." Said Vaggie

"Vaggie, we are only going to heaven for a day. And I just want to be prepared! It's our last chance to convince heaven a soul can be redeemed." Said Charlie before motioning towards (Y/n). "(Y/n) will be an example for who wants to help with the hotel, who believes in what it could do."

"Well  I wish I could come, sweetie, but I have that…thing." Vaggie said earning confused looks from (Y/n) and Charlie."

"What thing?" They both questioned her.

"The thing with the.. thing uhm.. fuck, gah, I'm such a bad liar." Vaggie confessed and Charlie took Vaggie's hand.

"Vaggie, you're my partner, I need you there with me. Also because as much as I trust (Y/n)..." said Charlie looking at (Y/n), who was making sure they actually packed everything. "They aren't the greatest with people, mostly the people they perceived as a problem."

"That's true and I will make my opinion know to everyone up there if they-."

"Fine, mostly to make sure that they two of you make it back in one piece." Vaggie said interrupting (Y/n).

"Yes!!!" Said Charlie hugging Vaggie and kissing her on the cheek.cheeks.

"Then let's go to the lobby, love birds."

-

As the three entered the lobby, the wall exploded.

"Argh! What the fuck is with that wall?!" Yelled Angel Dust who was on the couch.

"Husk! You owe me five dollars!" Said (Y/n) leaning on behind the couch as a female sinner appeared from the smoke.

"What up, hoes!" She said while laughing.

"Holy shit! Cherri Bomb?! Long time no see, baby!" Said Angel Dust, excited to see his friend.

"Angie, ya bitch! You been texting me depressin' shit all day! Figured we could tear shit up like old times. It's been fucking forever!" Said Cherri Bomb seeing Charlie approaching from behind her. "Here, hold this." She said giving Charlie a lit Bomb to hold.

"Oh shit!" Said (Y/n) watching Charlie play hot potato with before Vaggie thrown it out of the newly broken wall, letting it explod safely from the hotel.

(Y/n) watched as Cherri Bomb convinced Angel Dust to go party then Charlie intervening in the conversation and then convinced Cherri Bomb with cash to take everyone with her. (Y/n) getting their five bucks from Husk when him and Niffty joined the group.

"Make sure they have fun. Anyway the portal of Heaven should be opening right about.." said Charlie before said portal appeared. "..now!" She grabbed Vaggie and (Y/n) and throws the two in the portal. "Bye!"

-

"You packed all those bags and left them." Said (Y/n), getting up from being thrown. "Luckily I have a backbag and it was on me when someone threw me."

"Sorry, I got really excited." Said Charlie helping Vaggie up before the three took in the view infront of them. "Look at this place! It's so clean, isn't that amazing?"

(Y/n) looked at the Pearly Gates that they remembered their grandparents told them about as kid.

"Eh." They said shrugging their shoulders. "I think it was anticlimactic with what I've heard."

"Yup, super cool. Heaven. Wow." Said Vaggie being sarcastic as the trio walked towards the desk and then man, well angel appeared from behind it.

"Hiya! Welcome to Heaven! Can I get your name, please?" He asked

"Oh uh, Charlie Morningstar." Said Charlie before the two had a debacle about whose name and why they are there.

"St. Peter. We can take it from here. Greetings, daughter of the Morningstar. I am Sera, the high seraphim of heaven." Said the taller of two angels coming from above, the shorter one squealed and laughed in excitement. "You are gifted to be here."

That last part rubbed (Y/n) wrong and put them on edge.

"Hi! I'm Emily, the other seraphim, though you can call me Em! Emmy, E, whatever you want, I go by whatever. *giggles* Welcome to Heaven!" Said the shorter one, seeing (Y/n) and somehow smiling more. "You must be (Y/n)! I've heard so much about you!" She said grabbing (Y/n)'s hands.

"What do you MEAN-"

-Welcome to Heaven with (Y/n) being dragged by Emily into flying with her.-

As Emily showed the trio around Heaven, passing many winner and angel, with a few noticing them.

"And i want to introduce, well reintroduce you to someone (Y/n)!" Said Emily, getting confused looks from (Y/n) and concerned look from Charlie and Vaggie.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Emily, There you are! What did you want to...-" said a man's voice, behind (Y/n). They knew that voice even if it sounded a bit more mature than the last time they seen him. (Y/n) turned around to confirm what they thought.

"Freddy?" They said looking at their younger brother, Frederick, in Heaven which means that he had died. (Y/n) took a cautious step closer to him. "Why are you her-." They didn't get to finish before Freddy lunged at them and pulled (Y/n) in a very tight hug.

"I've missed you." He said before pulling away and looked them up and down looking for injuries before meeting (Y/n)'s eyes knowing their questions. "I lived, I died from old age. You saved me." He told them seeming to tip their emotions over and (Y/n) started to sob.

"Oh thank God." Said (Y/n) pulling him into another hug. "I didn't know what happened after... you know."

"He got arrested, life in prison." Freddy told them. "I turned my life around, started a charity in your honor and I helped alot people who was just like me. Had a family and lived a life you should've had (Y/n)." He said comforting them.

"You know I would have done it again and again if it ment you were alive." Said (Y/n) pulling away looking at Charlie and Vaggie, "But I made alot of new friends and we've been trying to do something so much more."

Charlie who was teary eyed started to cry on Vaggie's shoulder. "It's so beautiful, Vaggie."

"I know, hun." Said Vaggie, patting Charlie on the back.

"Well then tell me all about it." Said Freddy.

-

Emily and Freddy promised to meet the group at the Zoo after they got to their rooms.

"Emily." Said Freddy getting the Angels attention as the two walked. "I am.. saying this not in.. questioning Heaven. But why isn't (Y/n) in Heaven? They were the most well behaved of the three of us, they died protecting me. So why did they go to hell?"

Emily thought about it. "I'm not sure, I'll ask Sera about it when I see her, I promise. Just enjoy the time you have with them until then."

"Okay."

-

(Y/n), Vaggie, and Charlie enter the hotel room they were given. Heaven somehow got the luggage that Charlie left and Vaggie sat all of it down.

"Okay, I love Heaven! Did you see the ice cream shop? They had sprinkles made of rainbows!" Said Charlie, sitting on the bed.

"Those are just rainbow sprinkles." Said Vaggie.

"Emily's going to take me and (Y/n) to a zoo where all the animals are actually soft! You coming?" Said Charlie, standing up not being able to stay still.

"Uh, I need a break. But hug a koala for me."

"O.M.G! Can you imagine an actual koala?" Said Charlie squealing in excitement.

"She will do that because I remember reading about koala on earth so no but I'll pet anything else in thought of you." Said (Y/n) leaving with Charlie.

"See you later." They both said before heading out the door.

Vaggie laid on the bed and sighed before someone knocked on the door, getting up and opening the door to see Adam, who just blocked the door.

"Hey there, Vag-asaurus!" He said entering with Lute behind him.

"Charlie will be back soon, you need to get out, now." Said Vaggie point at the door.

" I'm not looking the Blonde or even the kid, babe. I'm looking for you." Said Adam.

"Why?"

"Maybe 'cuz you left the band. You tried for a solo career, or I guess it's more of a... duet." Adam said

"I don't know what your talking about."

"Do you really think I wouldn't recognize one of my top girls just cuz you're out of uniform?" He said and Vaggie went pale. "You were on the front lines, I wouldn't forget a bad bitch like you. It's why I named you after the best thing ever. Vaggie."

"Actually, it's pronounced Vaggie." Said Vaggie

"Hmmmmm- no. Anyway, you sure fucked up, didn't you?" Said Adam with flashback of Vaggie sparing a child and Lute taking her eye and wings with Charlie showing up afterwards with bandages.

"To think someone as worthless as you landed Lilith's little hottie. 'Grats on that I guess. You even got a kid along with the whole thing." Said Adam

"Their love is vile and blasphemous." Said Lute, "They are even trying to influence the young."

"Do you mean (Y/n)?" Asked Vaggie.

"Yes the kid, surprising that they've been in hell with vile creatures and still be enough to get into Heaven." Said Lute.

"But you relationship is hot as fuck though. But I wonder what your bitch would think if she found out you are actually one of us, hmmm? Or that her only good shot of even having someone go to Heaven, should have been there to begin with?" Said Adam.

"What do you want?" Said Vaggie knowing he wants something.

"Simple, you work for me again and at the hearing, you're gonna help me shut this kindergarten snowflake bullshit down for good."

"Never!"

"Oh yeah, you know, that's totally cool. I guess I'll just tell little miss butterflies and rainbows that she's been fucking someone who's killed-- thousands of her people. I'm sure your relationship will be fine. See you in court!" He said before Lute and him left the hotel room.

-

"What the hell do you mean I don't count as evidence?!" Said (Y/n), already done with this 'court' if you can even call it that. "I'm great evidence for the hotel!" They said, never thought they would say that.

"Well we have Angel Dust-."

"Oh yeah, the porn demon, definitely worth being redeemed." Said Adam, blowing a raspberry at Charlie.

"Do you even know what get people then if you so sure about this?" Said (Y/n) with Charlie agreeing with them.

"Uhmmm... well.. uhh." Adam was lost for words.

"Is everything ok, Adam?" Said Sera.

"Yeah, give me a fucking minute, okay?" He said before writing something down on a peice of paper before sending it to Charlie, (Y/n), and Vaggies table.

Vaggie picked it up and read. " 'Act selfless, don't steal, stick it to the man'. Are you fucking serious?"

"You don't have an actual fucking system for people to go though?" Said (Y/n), pissed that there is know system for the one thing that decided people place after death. "You just hope the book at the gate has someone's name? What if people have the same name? Or-." Charlie put her hand on their shoulder to calm them down. (Y/n) took a deep breath before looking at Charlie.

"Meaning humans souls have been putting their faith or trust in a faulty system if you could even count it as one." They said just to Charlie and Vaggie.

"Yeah, sure got me here didn't it? Right Sera?" Said Adam, looking up towards Sera.

"He was the first human soul in Heaven..." said Sera and (Y/n) remembering what he's done just in the Bible not count what he could've done not written or when he got into Heaven.

"Either with what (Y/n) said, I bet Angel Dust is doing all those things right now." Said Charlie.

"Then let's fucking see it bruh!" Said Adam, snapping his fingers and a orb appeared show what Angel Dust is doing.

" Your honor, may I present: exhibit A 2.0." Said Charlie

-

After seeing Angel Dust give in to Cherri Bomb pressure to drink and do drugs.

"Heavenly people, what more do you need to see? The porn star chose a night of debauchery. That's not a soul worthy of being in Heaven!" Said Adam

"Objection! Have you ever heard of peer-pressure?" Said (Y/n).

"And Are you really telling me you've never had a drink with friends at the end of a hard day?" Said Charlie.

"Uh, we don't have hard days? It's fucking Heaven, bitch. You seriously gonna sit there and pretend like this behavior is ok?" Adam said, ignoring (Y/n)'s question, Charlie growls at his response as Adam focused on Vaggie. "What do you think?"

"I have to go to the bathroom!" Said Vaggie before rushing out of the courtroom.

"What? Vaggie, can you hold it?!" Said Charlie watching Vaggie leave, groaning in frustration. "Angel will make good decisions, come on! We have to keep watching, Please?"

"Yeah! Please?" (Y/n) agreed.

"Yeah, I don't know." Sera said with a sigh.

"Let's give him a chance, Sera." Said Emily, convincing Sera.

"Very well, the court will allow it." Said Sera.

"Fuck yeah!" Said Charlie, earning shocked look from everyone. " I mean… heh… thank you."

"Well I'll mean it for you." Said (Y/n), holding their hand up for a fist bump which Charlie gave.

-

"See! He did everything on your checklist. He was selfless, he stopped Niffty from stealing and he stuck it to that moth man!" Said Charlie, with (Y/n) cheering in the background.

"Uhhh… well, uh… Then, then why isn't he here then? Hm?" Said Adam which sadly had a point.

"Yeah, why isn't he here?" Asked Emily.

"Wait... none of you actually know what gets someone into Heaven?" Said Charlie.

"This questioning stops now-." Sera began.

"No!" Said (Y/n), getting out of their seat and jumping over their table.

"(Y/n)." Charlie hissed at them but they didn't look at her, landing on the other side while clenching their fists.

"No, you don't get to decided when this end because you are uncomfortable with the questioning." They said staring straight at Sera.

"She's the judge, of course she can." Said Adam.

"Because it's not right thing to do!" They said, unknowingly that their wings coming out with a flar. "We are already backed into a corner before this has even started! Courtroom is suppose to have a impartial Judge and jury." (Y/n) said seeing Adam. "If your response is remotely close to 'its because we are in Heaven' I'm-."

"(Y/n)! No threatening!" Charlie interrupting and reminding them.

"Fine!" They said. "Number one, you obviously have no system to where souls go. Number two, from what I see you go off vibes only which is concerning without everything else. Number three-."

"That's quite enough, (Y/n) (L/n)." Said Sera sternly before softening her eyes on (Y/n). "We understand you have- misjudment of Heaven with who you've been around but that does not allow you to interrupt me, are we clear?"

"I only wanted you to know what someone whose from Earth in the recent-ish times.." said (Y/n) side eyeing Adam. "..opinion on this because it effects everyone I've known while I was alive or dead. But I am sorry for being rude to you, Seraphim." Said (Y/n) before scurrying back to the other side of the table.

They realized their wings being out had just folded them to their back, would have standed next to Charlie but had to sit since the table seems to be made for taller people and wanting to be atleast somewhat eye level with Charlie.

"You are forgiven since you just wanted to enlighten me, then this questioning stops now. We know when a soul arrives, we know when they pass divine judgment, it is our job to ensure these souls are safe." Said Sera

-the dramatic You didn't know, showing winners don't know about extinctions including Emily. (Y/n) be including with Charlie and Emily on the orb.-

Why hide the fact that you're an angel, Just like us?" Sang Adam and Charlie fell to her knees in disbelief with the orb showing Vaggies past as an Exorcist with (Y/n) trying to comfort her before getting pulled away by Lute.

"And don't think I forgot about your kid over here." Said Adam as Lute dragged (Y/n) towards him.

"(Y/n)..?" Said Charlie trying to look them in the eyes.

"I'm not a kid!" (Y/n) said response to Adam before looking at Charlie. "I have know idea what's happening, honestly."

"Come on did you ever really think that this 'sinner' is just to good to be true?" Said Adam pulling (Y/n) into a side hug before the orb showed everyone something that (Y/n) had wanted to be forgotten and no one else knew. "Did you ever think that this sinner would actually be a winner?"

A less worn (Y/n), defending a young Frederick from an unknown man with a gun, pushing Frederick back when it got violence. (Y/n) taking three shot, and bleeding out in Frederick's arm then dying.

A silhouette of them and another person at the pearly gate and (Y/n) being the one to fall into hell.

"Yeah so miscalculation on our part, not our fault that we picked the wrong (Y/n). How we were supposed to know?" Said Adam. "Don't worry tho, me and Lute took care of the problem."

"I'm sorry... but this court finds that there is no evidence souls in Hell can be redeemed." Said Sera.

"Oh, FUCK YES!! I WIN! Suck it bitches, You better save the date cunts, 'cause we're coming to your hotel FIRST." Bragged Adam still have a hold on (Y/n), who was grabbing something from their bag. He summoned a Portal that went back to Hell.

"What... No No! (Y/n)! You can't-"

"You.. motherfu-." Charlie and Vaggie Started and never finished before being sent back to Hell, (Y/n) taking the opportunity and who had their stun gun stab Adam with.

"Fuckin shit!" Yelled Adam letting (Y/n) got and they booked it towards the portal. "Didn't think you would do that, so I guess we'll be do this the hard way." He said.

They looked back at him and flipped him off. "I would say go to hell but that is where I going so stay here asshole." Said (Y/n) going though the Portal.

-

"Adam."

"Look when we go there and kill those fuckers, I'll drag them back up here whether they kick and scream, right Lute?"

"Of course, those Vile sinners and hellborn will never be able to influence them again afterwards."

-

"Emily trust me, that Winner isn't Fallen just misplaced we are trying to correct that, I promise.

"I understand, Sera."

-

(Y/n) looked at the state they enter the Hotel with Charlie crying on the ground and Vaggie keeping her distance but wanting to help her girlfriend.

"Oh fuck there's emotional issues in the air."

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Got back into Hazbin Hotel, work on this all day. Love yall

[azaharinflames]

I didn’t start my day planning on being mean, but a certain portion of this fandom decided that they couldn’t keep Lou’s name out of their mouths so now I have thoughts.

We have RG brought on as a main, but frankly Eddie as a character has never gone anywhere. I was never much of an RG fan even before the unsavory things he said, but from what I have read, he hasn’t seemed to have brought much to the role beyond what was in the script. And yes, I get that he’s not a writer or the show runner, but Tim has shown himself to be amenable to good suggestions from the actors (which is why JLH ended up with Chim instead of Eddie, a decision from which his character never recovered).

Then you have the string of unsuccessful (potential) love interests who were all recurring. Similarly, I get that as a recurring you have even less agency than as a main and that’s even worse if you are a woman. All the same, the actors who played Ana, Taylor, Marisol, Lucy, and  death doula whose name alludes me but I’m too lazy to look up, brought NOTHING to the role outside of what was on the page. Granted, these characters were all written in way that made them doomed to fail, but if any one of them had brought something to the table to endear them to the GA and make the narrative work, they would have lasted/had the potential to be endgame level love interests. But it was early in the show’s run you say. Big deal. There are plenty of examples in television where a character was brought in for a handful of episodes early on and they either were kept (or else brought back) as a significant cast member.

And then there’s Lou. Looking back at the season 7 interviews, there is a clear gap between how Tim originally envisioned Tommy compared to Lou’s head canon. Tim saw a happy go lucky starter relationship guy with a hot and heavy make out session in 7x4. Tommy saw a protective guy with layers and past trauma who would deliver a tender 7x4 first kiss. Tim may get some things wrong, but he’s not such an egomaniac that he would go with the worse idea just because it was his. We will never know, but I don’t think Tim committed to making Tommy a significant/possible endgame LI until late season 7 or even while writing 8a. If Lou had done what RG or any of the actors who played Buck/Eddie’s past LI had done, i.e., read the script as is and contributed NOTHING, then Tommy would have been long gone. All this is to say that complaining about Lou having thoughts about his non-main character is tantamount to complaining that the man showed up and did his damned job to the best of his ability. The fact that he has clearly done so much work despite being really good looking in an industry that strongly favors attractiveness gives him extra points my book. Instead of hating on him, maybe they should be asking themselves why their guy didn’t do the same. 

I think you make an excellent point, Nonnie, and I love the way you put it.

At the end of the day, a big reason why we all love Tommy (and Bucktommy) as much as we do has to do with Lou (and with Oliver as well, when talking about the couple). Because Lou took the time and care to create Tommy and make him a bigger and deeper character than what the script said. Because he took so much care and advocated for what he thought made more sense for the character (i.e. their first kiss). It makes us love the character, and love him after seeing how much he cares, and ultimately it reflects very positively on the show.

I do think RG has given his input here and there (it was per his insistence that Marisol came back in S8), but it does feel like he rarely digs deeper into what he's given. At the very least, that's the impression I get (so anyone can disagree with it, that's fine!). I've never particularly connected with Eddie, and I am personally frustrated with the missed potential he has. If he stays, I honestly wish for the writers to figure out what the hell they want to do with him long term.

Anyway. I get your frustration, Nonnie. Bobs have been utterly insufferable since the interview, and the accusations I've seen coming from them? Ngl, there aren't words in the English language to describe what I think about them.

[redux-iterum]

how does one come up with a plot. im worldbuilding and character building but im struggling to make an actual plot

the only thing i got are themes of the fear of death and religious trauma :shrug:

This may be a pointless ramble, bear with me.

There are a couple different ways that people develop stories. I've heard some folks like to decide on a message they want to send and build the plot, characters and world around that (environmental opinions, questions about how handle grief healthily, etc). Others take a setting they've developed and make a plotline out of the natural issues that come up from that setting (severe class divide, elements of nature going out of control, etc). There's also people (like me) who start with one of the three factors of a story (plot, characters, worldbuilding) and sort of build them at the same time as each other, so they're woven together.

But for actual ideas...I can't really speak to your sort of creative mind, because I don't know how your brain functions, but I'll describe how my stories come to me. Hopefully it'll help you.

My favored path to a story, setting, or character is inspiration. I'll see something I really like that speaks to me (or is just plain fucking cool) and I'll take it and develop how I want to do it my way.

For example, I really love the concepts described in Downtrodden (which you all should look at, it’s so sick): small animals in a world with beasts much larger and more dangerous than them, having to rely on their own cunning and abilities to survive, complete with an interesting culture and unique interpretations of other animals for different races. So I took that and ended up making multiple settings with my own personal spin on them - one with bipedal cats as the dominant race but every animal, including their livestock, is still the same size as in our world; one in a book I’m working on now with regular prey animals in a redwood forest; and one with unicorn-people who have to destroy corpses so they don’t automatically come back as shambling zombies thanks to the earth’s desire to negate death. The materials and coats of paint are entirely different, but the core inspiration is still there. I just saw something I liked and said, “Now, how would I do it?” In the process of molding it to my liking, it changed enough to not be just a repeat of something someone else did better.

The same is to be said for story ideas. While it is just a fix-it fic, for Iteurm, Lynx and I saw Warriors as it is, used the plot as a baseline, and ended up coming up with things that are a far cry from canon (which you’ve seen in the worldbuilding and will be seeing a lot more of in the third arc’s plotline). One original project, Seeker, was inspired by Moonstuck, Prequel and all of MSPaintAdventures – I liked the idea of interacting with player commands, and worked that into the story as a major plot point. In every instance, I wanted to play with a concept someone else did, and it became its own unique thing by virtue of being done by a different person with different opinions, ideas and desires. It can follow beats or slither the same general pathway of a movie I watched (or whatever), but it’s still its own thing, and you didn’t have to claw at your brain trying to figure out something “new” and “original” (which is the most blatant lie artists tell themselves – there is nothing new under the sun, and trying to go so different to everyone else will just fuck you over).

The main key for this method is that you are saying it with your voice and your interpretations of the world around you. A lot of people just blatantly copy something someone else did without thinking about why they were so inspired, and what specific themes and concepts lit a fire in them. Taking from multiple stories helps with this, because in order to make them fit together, you HAVE to say it your way.

I recommend watching this section of C-Puff’s video about My Adventures With Superman, because she says a lot of this way better than I did, and it’s a good place to start thinking about stories in general.

I have no idea how helpful this will be, but it’s about the best I could do. Feel free to send something in if this failed to answer anything.

[forsaken-headcanons]

Hi! Its 02 Anon again, I have some thoughts regarding how Roblox works in canon that i've been stewing over for my oc's story.

Cough, anyways, so, 'Spawn' is technically a real thing, but its not just a plate with a symbol on it, no no, its a giant fucking orb. Yep. That's it, a spawn is just.. ORB.

Every Spawn is held up by an Atlas, a machine that holds the code and programming for that designated Spawn.

Woah? What do you mean 'every' Spawn? Theres multiple!

Yess Socko, there are multiple!

Okay, lets say every actual game in roblox is a special world in 'canon'. (We're using Meepcity as an example) Spawns listen to something called a Base Instance* or a B.I.

*A base instance is the basic layout of the code that an Atlas feeds into a Spawn. the information every base instance contains is basically just the code that the developers updatein Roblox studio.

So you're a Robloxian who lives in MeepCity, right? We know meepcity has thousands of players on it (I think it still does?) So how come its not full to the absolute brim?

Well, Spawns have the power to create other instances of the world, or servers. Each server is called a Platform, and has a designated Mod* and Spawn Shard*. So you could be living on Platform A-73* of Meepcity, and your friend could be living on Platform X-52 of Meepcity.

*A Mod is basically Roblox's version of civilians working in government jobs, and are chosen by the Spawn for every platform to maintain that platform's piece or fragment of spawn. Without it, a Platform can decay and just..not exist, and eventually infect the main Spawn, killing it.

*Platforms are labeled Alphabetically with two numbers following it to make it easier for the Admins. Usually a platform will be put into files with the following template: MeepCity, H-27

Hackers usually hack Platforms rather than base instances, as its easier and harder to notice. Sometimes, there will be Hackers who use Platforms to get to main instances however. C00lkidd for example (because he used Client-side hacks) ruined platforms and their shards of spawn, rather than the entirety of the Base Instance.

All Spawns are connected to the Main Spawn, or Respawn. Only the Admins know where the hell it is, though there have been hackers who have tried using Base Instance Spawns to get to Respawn.

Heres how it works,

Respawn > Spawn > Spawn Shards

Uhhh, I don't have many other thoughts right now, but i'll probably come back with some drawings to show what i'm talking about better :3

-02 Anon

..also it would be cool if people used this idea too, but uh, I dunno I would like some creds kek since this is more world building than headcannon. I work under @praisebethespawn if anyone wants to listen to me yap about roblox world building more lol.

This is so well thought out oh my goodness... The names the worldbuilding the t God I love this so much I can't put it into words ahhjsdhjdshfkhkjsdhfk

You absolutely cooked 02 anon, you cooked.

[wildsaltair]

not just a snack but the entire five-course meal plus coffee and dessert. I'll have mine in my room

[ilovecoffeeandchemistry]

ooooh i woke up in a bad mood and it's so hard not to be a bitch about it

[thebeautifulfantastic]

<3

[mountain-lion-gremlin]

so after some contemplation (and a nice, very warm shower - along with decompressing by watching some Laat Week Tonight lol) I've decided that it's probably best for me to stop overthinking and letting myself fall into a mental spiral from the whole situation.

Because I was.... heavily unregulated and sort of unreasonable over the whole thing. I have incredibly bad anxiety, and it got to the point where I was imagining that he was forced to do things (such as change his discord settings and stop talking to me) when in truth that is highly unlikely.

I cannot put it aby better than I was spiraling, and needed to find stability.

Like how the hell am I supposed to know? How am I supposed to know what's happening? It doesn't help me to be so attached and so incredibly worked up from everything I notice and see. I felt like I was being almost downright creepy. I was driving myself into a very bad mental state, and i need to step back.

Stop being so incredibly attached to something I simply do not have control over.

So, obviously i will continue to be here and wait for when he returns. But I need to detach from this idea that i actually know him and his whole life, down to everything happening in his everyday life and that this is incredibly "abnormal". I simply need a break from this, it's too much mental strain on me and probably even him.

I sent a message asking if he was okay, and that's all i can do. Spiraling out of control won't help me or him at all.

[light-wrath-paradise]

*takes a drag of cigarette* I need to reread Monster by Naoki Urasawa

[spotforme]

it's very stupid

[queervegancryptid]

Part of what Cory Booker is doing with this filibuster is reading things into the record. Sometimes when people do a filibuster, they just say shit. I think one time Ted Cruz read "Green Eggs and Ham" into the record. Another dude sang the Mets theme song or whatever the shit.

If you actually have substantial things to say, you don't have to do that. I mean, not for nothing, but what we're watching here is a man doing the job he was elected to do. Our public officials work for us, the people. It's nice to see some of them take that obligation seriously.

Booker is standing there with a binder that he's not even halfway through reading. *Over 42k people are watching it just on YouTube. I haven't watched the news yet today, but I've got the live feed of this open on my computer.

I hope he has a catheter and/or a diaper on. He said he'd continue as long as he's physically able. Probably he's been on a liquid diet for a day or so. I would plan ahead for this.

If Republicans are going to refuse to do the work, if they're going to refuse to take up serious business and would like instead to fuck shit up... Well, we've got a choice to make, don't we? I don't know what the long-term solution looks like. But we can and should talk about it. We can and should take steps to make sure the public record reflects reality to the extent possible.

Really, if we want to come back from this, we have to talk about it. And we know that the official records during this time especially will be, shall we say, less than reliable. So there is value in speaking the truth into the public record.

I'm not in love with the Democratic party as an institution. But this can also be energizing and inspiring for people. He's setting an example, and hopefully his example will shame others into growing a backbone. Hopefully.

I really don't have any hope for Schumer. But Booker, along with folks like Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, AOC, and Jasmine Crockett, are doing what they can do, and I respect it.

This is definitely a coordinated thing, though. Finally, Dems are showing that they have some strategic ability. Booker is the main speaker, but other Dems are asking questions, while allowing him to retain the floor. In this way, it's clear that they're working together, and several people in the room have jobs to do in support of Booker's efforts. They're expanding on his points and doing a call-and-response thing, which is an effective tactic in more ways than one, and it allows him to rest his voice for a few moments at a time.

So I'm not becoming a cheerleader for anybody yet. But what he's doing is important, even if it doesn't change anything directly.

Miss me with bipartisanship talk though. I really can't see that as a viable option at this point. Unless something radical changes, I wouldn't trust that at all. So anytime somebody like Schumer talks about Republicans coming to the table, I can't be bothered to listen. They have repeatedly shown us that they have no intention of doing that and that they further do not care about right and wrong at all. Or if they do, they think their actions are right, and I'm not sure which is worse, but in both cases, I would not call them trustworthy. Their priority is being in lockstep with Trump and the prescribed agenda of the party, not the American people.

At least Booker is trying to do something. Shit.

* When I started typing this, the number of viewers was just over 42k. Now it's over 45k and climbing.

[sheeezu]

What to do if you have not shifted for +++years

(Most of my anons were along the lines of this same issue, I want to make a common post for them. I won't be telling you "you're already there" or "persist" I'm going to have a heart to heart conversation with your mental health in mind, this will be a long post)

First and foremost I have to say, this post is very heavily opinion-based. Alright, I'll divide it into topics, and two categories: before shifting and during shifting.

Before Shifting.

Determining the laws of your reality.

This is where you've got to do most of the work. (Don't worry, it won't be 7 hour subliminal listening sessions) now let's present a very important note: I don't know who you are. But most importantly I don't know what you believe in. Shifting isn't a known set of rules, Shifting doesn't have a single method, it does not have a wikihow page. Everything that exist is because of you. Therefore there are differences in my reality and yours. What you believe in is acting out in reality. LITERALLY.

So first you need to ask yourself some questions, with full honesty, oh and don't apply the thoughts you have by certain reprogramming affirmations, don't force yourself just because you have to persist.

"What am I?" What do you believe you are? Currently, are you a soul, a human? Or you something greater, seek within yourself to answer what you believe.

"What is reality?" How is everything working around you? Why are you here.

"Who is in control?" Who makes you shift. Who or what makes everything happen.

"How to shift?" Self explanatory. If you write with utmost truth on what you think shifting is like and when and how it happens; you'll basically have the code of how reality works for you.

Relax.

After you've gathered your research sheets. Take a breath, since you've got all the answers you need. Now, close your eyes, whenever you like. Imagine a serene atmosphere, for example, sharp sunlight falling on your skin, warming you up, or the rain droplets drowning your senses, as you run across a forest. Tell yourself, "this is what shifting is" , and "I've shifted." That's all it is. You feel some you get some.

Some important realizations,

• Time is not linear.

• Failure is a perception.

• You're not beneath anyone.

• You don't need to prove yourself to anyone.

• you'll survive, you'll be alright.

Don't. Kidnap. Yourself.

The title sounds weird, but it is regarding heavily applying the principle of assuming until you have it, to EVERYTHING. Idc if people come after me. I don't want anyone to suffer by stamping their foreheads with "persist!" Even if it works. I love loa, until it crosses over into toxic positively. Don't just put yourself in a coffin; don't become a prisoner to your thoughts! Don't make it feel like there's an angry witch in your mind, who will scream at you if something goes wrong, the problem is! Something might go wrong and you'd end up highlighting the idea that you are being forced to assume against something. Don't feel forced. Simple. (You can still use loa, if you like)

Declutter your mind.

I said it before. and @ilovecatfr explained this here, there's so much in your mind. I can tell. Each and everyone has their own unique spin on shifting. That's great and they put out advice to help people, similarly you... also have it within you. Afterall, these bloggers, big well written and decorated posts are the projection of your assumptions. I'd like to say, majority of the bloggers are kindhearted with the aim to help others. Although for some, you being desperate in their asks is an ego boost, nothing is wrong with feeling good about yourself for your knowledge, but you the person at the other end of this screen, are not a pawn, not just another anon, alright? you know how to shift, look back at what your answers were to the questions.

Control your emotions towards this reality.

I've always wanted to discuss this. Emotions are the puppeteers of this show. They're a grounding mechanism of any reality. If you feel something deeply, you're angry at circumstances you form an attachment to this reality, it keeps you here. Think about what happens to a person when they get disassociation. Similarly belief + emotional investment = reality. Its a code. I can confidently say anyone who has not shifted (... not targeting anyone, genuinely trying my best to help; ty ty back to the text) is because they're giving too much emotional importance to this reality. This can be in the form of stressing that you have not shifted, being worried that you're not in your dr, putting much focus on the "What ifs" of if you wake back in this reality.

But we can't just go BLANK. we're still humans who feel deeply (for now huehue) so what's the solution to this non-issue? Direct these feelings towards your destination, your intended reality! This would mean feeling like your dr self, if you're experiencing negative emotions you can last second convert them to any scenario related to your dr, emotional investment there pays well, here? It just wastes time.

Don't let feelings get the best of you and keep you here; you're their creator after all.

(Optional) Create a homey dr.

This comes from personal experiences. If I don't mention this I won't be completely open with each one of you. I shifted through intense love and reverence for my home. I knew that each and every second spent in this reality led up to me shifting to my home.

So for ease later on when you can't decide between drs, it'll be comforting to have a reality you can call home and choose over and over again.

Rewire.

This is where you come back to what you answered to the questions. Do you like your response? A human is living in a reality, and your answers are the universal law there. Will they have an easy time with shifting? If you think so, then choose to not do any "rewiring" and act upon the answers you wrote, shifting in accordance to them as they have become the pillars of your reality. If you think the person's reality's laws regarding shifting are complicated, then you can choose to rewire them. This can be a simple manifestation. As it has no basis in the 3D yet, you will manifest it within seconds. You can either write it down, listen to a subliminal, or simply think of the new beliefs in your head (eg "I shift in seconds") and let go. Stop.

(Severely optional) strive for spiritual awakenings

*shrugs* I thought I should mention based on personal experience.

During shifting.

Confuse your logical brain

You don't have to give it validation. Instead, just make it unable to predict the next move of it creator. Its built to look at everything with skepticism.. but it has nothing when you don't give it the chance. For example, the anti method by @hrrtshape is the best example. I like that you can do this, pre-method like a little warm up. (You can also manifest to not think logically)

Know your game

To act like you're in a battle field is not the way to shift. You don't have to give the actual practice of shifting much or any importance. You know how to shift, then why is there a need to have plan B's and checking your own environment? You are the commander in front, you're the one switching the reality, your reality is not the one switching.

Senses shift last

Explained by @stilljuststardust here.

Be blind and deaf to each and everything other than your intended reality

...and be so obsessed with your intended reality. Live out entire days, you're there, no, time is not passing by, the previous reality has disappeared by your hyperfixation on your intended reality. Ever done that exercise where you stare at a dot for so long, everything around it disappears? Well then, EXACTLY. Make it dissapear. Make it dissappear by not giving it any more of your energy. ....how I shifted. This is based upon being your dr self, that's snatches away the spotlight from this current reality.

Keep yourself comfortable

All of you are experienced enough to know, you don't need to lay in the starfish position. But remove the unnecessary thought that if you dare move your finger you might mess up the whole attempt (This is a subconsciousness belief) here's how to not worry about your 3D: again, senses shift last, Your current reality = intended reality.

It is about breaking free from human functions

Your software is set to being an earthly human. This is why acting like your current reality (the noises from the environment, physical annoyances) are from your intended reality, helps. This allows you to trick your human brain and move forward. The more you try to make sense of shifting, the more less it'll make sense. You don't have to know everything about shifting. The point is to be awfully natural about it. Just like how you wake up in this current reality without any requirement. You don't overthink it, then why overthink shifting.

Hope I cleared everything, I spent 5 hours on this post. If anything is not clear, please send in an ask, I am 100% avaliable to answer anything amiss.

Now let's see how much time I take to actually make this post aesthetically pleasing, so people don't have to bleach their eyes or ruin their blogs with this.

Dedicated to @lilyblairkinda who gave me this idea, once.

[vetyr]

hi, i ireally love your work and i don't know if you've answered this before but, what kinds of studies do you do or how did you learn color theory? i wanna get better at rendering and anatomy but im having trouble TT TT

Hi! Long answer alert. Once a chatterbox, always a chatterbox.

When I started actively learning how to draw about 10 1/2 years ago, I exclusively did graphite studies in sketchbooks. Here's a few examples—I mostly stuck to doing line drawings to drill basic shapes/contours and proportions into my brain. The more rendered sketches helped me practice edge control & basic values, and they were REALLY good for learning the actual 3D structure behind what I was drawing.

I'd use reference images that I grabbed from fitness forums, Instagram, Tumblr, Pinterest, and some NSFW places, but you could find adequate ref material from figure drawing sites like Line of Action. LoA has refs for people (you can filter by clothed/unclothed, age, & gender), animals, expressions, hands/feet, and a few other useful things as well. Love them.

Learning how to render digitally was a similar story; it helped a lot that I had a pretty strong foundation for value/anatomy going in. I basically didn't touch color at all for ~2 years (except for a few attempts at bad digital or acrylic paint studies), which may not have been the best idea. I learned color from a lot of trial and error, honestly, and I'm pretty sure this process involved a lot of imitation—there were a number of digital/traditional painters whose styles I really wanted to emulate (notably their edge control, color choices, value distributions, and shape design), so I kiiind of did a mixture of that + my own experimentation.

For example, I really found Benjamin Björklund's style appealing, especially his softened/lost edges & vibrant pops of saturated color, so here's a study I did from some photograph that I'm *pretty* sure was painted with him in mind.

Learning how to detail was definitely a slow process, and like all the aforementioned things (anatomy/color/edge control/values/etc.) I'm still figuring it out. Focusing on edge control first (that is, deciding on where to place hard/soft edges for emphasizing/de-emphasizing certain areas of the image) is super useful, because you can honestly fool a viewer into thinking there's more detail in a piece than there actually is if you're very economical about where you place your hard edges.

The most important part, to me, is probably just doing this stuff over and over again. You're likely not going to see improvement in a few weeks or even a few months, so don't fret about not getting the exact results you want and just keep studying + making art. I like to think about learning art as a process where you *need* to fail and make crappy art/studies—there's literally no way around it—so you might as well fail right now. See, by making bad art you're actually moving forward—isn't that a fun prospect!!

It's useful to have a folder with art you admire, especially if you can dissect the pieces and understand why you like them so much. You can study those aspects (like, you can redraw or repaint that person's work) and break down whether this is art that you just like to look at, or if it's the kind of art that you want to *make.* There's a LOT of art out there that I love looking at, probably tens of thousands of styles/mediums, but there's a very narrow range that I want to make myself.

I've mentioned it in some ask reply in the past, but I really do think looking at other artist's work is such a cheat code for improving your own skills—the other artist does the work to filter reality/ideas for you, and this sort of allows you to contact the subject matter more directly. I can think of so many examples where an artist I admired exaggerated, like, the way sunlight rested on a face and created that orange fringe around its edge, or the greys/dull blues in a wheat field, or the bright indigo in a cast shadow, or the red along the outside of a person's eye, and it just clicked for me that this was a very available & observable aspect of reality, which had up until that point gone completely unnoticed! If you're really perceptive about the art you look at, it's shocking how much it can teach you about how to see the world (in this particular case I mean this literally, in that the art I looked at fully changed the way I visually processed the world, but of course it has had a strong effect on my worldviews/relationships/beliefs).

Thanks so much for sending in a question (& for reading, if you got this far)! I read every single ask I receive, including the kind words & compliments, which I genuinely always appreciate. Best of luck with learning, my friend :)

[dokyumms]

don't say "i do"

one year ago, your parents made you and wonwoo break up for the sake of an arranged marriage and he left your life with a simple click of the front door. one year later, you're finally getting married, and you're already regretting every decision you've ever made. the worst part? you bump into a familiar face right as you're about to walk down the aisle. ♫ now playing: "try again" - jaehyun, d.ear

pairing: ex!wonwoo x fem!reader

genre: fluff, comedy? idfk

word count: 2.1k

cw: arranged/forced marriage, cursing, original male character, mention of drinking/alcohol, running away, kissing

a/n: a request for my lovely moot @jjjjeonww! inspired by a reel she sent me, but then i lost it so i'm just going off of what i remember... if this looks rushed, it's probably bc it is 😭 (i've been working on this for days ok) also changed my formatting AGAIN but ANYWAYS enjoy kings

dividers by @/saradika-graphics

when you made the choice to send your ex an invitation to your wedding, you didn't think he'd even receive it.

it was an irrational decision, one you'd made after a few too many drinks with your friend.

"won't your parents be mad though?" she asked, watching as you finalized the decision, sloppily writing down his address on an envelope on your living room floor. you really did save an extra invitation just for this, but you were too scared to really do anything with it until that moment, too intoxicated to logically think this through.

"eh, they're already making me marry some rich asshole, the least they could do is just let me invite one person." you shrugged, tossing it somewhere on your "to mail" pile and leaning back against the base of the couch.

this was all really dumb, it really was. there was exactly one week before your wedding, yet you were drinking cheap soju in your living room at 4 am and making bad decisions. inviting your ex to your wedding was a pretty good example of one.

at least your friend not only has a higher alcohol tolerance than you, but is also better than you when it comes to wise decision making.

"i don't know, wonwoo most likely believes that you broke up with him because you fell in love with someone else. i wouldn't show up if i were him."

you groaned, she was right. when you refused to break up with wonwoo for the sake of some money your parents would gain from a marriage with some rich guy they knew, they took matters into their own hands. they had a whole professional letter writer (whatever job that was) analyze some essays you'd wrote for college and write a letter to wonwoo, saying that you two should break up because you lost feelings for him and found someone else.

the letter was planted in your kitchen for him to find, unknown to you. so when wonwoo confronted you about it, you had no idea what to say, but he took your speechlessness for an answer and left. you couldn't even blame him. the letter was written with your exact handwriting as well as your tone of voice, you would've thought you'd wrote it as well if you weren't, well, yourself.

that day, you lost the love of your life and learned that your parents were crazy lunatics.

"well, this might not even be his address anyway, mingyu probably sent me the address of a dumpsite."

"you seriously asked his best friend??"

"who else was i supposed to ask?"

"yeah, there's no way that's his address then. he also must think you dumped wonwoo, remember?"

"well, i rented him a camper van in france for a week and basically paid for that whole trip, so he sent me that."

"are you kidding... rich people are so stupid. so stupid!" and the night ends with laughter, the letter long forgotten.

but before you know it, it's your wedding day, or what you've been calling it: doomsday.

you didn't even write a vow because who even was this guy? exactly. you hardly even knew him, let alone enough to write a whole vow for him. thinking about kissing him was just making you gag.

whatever, at least you look pretty. the one good thing to come out of this wedding might just be your dress, but it's not like the one guy you actually want to marry will see it, so now you're just sad again.

your heels click and clack as you make your way toward the doors leading to your demise. it's okay, just close your eyes and pretend he’s wonwoo. what was his name anyway? you're pretty sure that it was jaewon or something- or maybe jaehyun?

well, you don't have time to contemplate the groom's name anymore, because you're literally right in front of the doors now. the typical wedding music is playing, awaiting your arrival. you take a deep breath. your dad wasn't even considerate enough to actually walk you down the aisle, so much for being so eager for you to get married.

okay, you actually have to go now, but you start to second guess yourself. after this, you might just be bound to some barely known rich guy for life. the exit door is so close, why don't you just run away?

you turn to look at your hopeless escape, but instead of a door you see... wonwoo? a very good looking wonwoo at that.

he's standing kind of awkwardly, looking at you as if he's in some sort of daze. he's dressed in a suit and wearing a new pair of glasses. other than that, he looks just about the same as you remember, and for some reason, you're relieved.

when he notices you looking at him, he coughs, shaking his head.

"sorry, i was looking for the restroom,"

you almost want to tease him for the lame excuse, but you’re probably not in the place to do so. looking around, you try to locate a restroom, but to no avail. you’re honestly still in shock that he’s even here.

“um, i don’t really know my way around here either, sorry…”

he chuckles lightly, “it’s okay, no worries, y/n.” he says, adjusting his glasses before speaking again.

“you look beautiful, by the way.”

it’s barely above a whisper, a voice he only used when you’re both in bed and he’s feeling particularly flirty, peppering your face with kisses and giving shy compliments against your skin.

you begin to forget that you’re not actually getting married to wonwoo, but reality hits when you take into account the situation you’re in. you’re talking to your ex right before you’re supposed to get married to another man.

he seems to notice your dilemma, rubbing the back of his neck. “you should probably go in soon, you know? can’t have them waiting on their bride forever.”

you wait for a minute to answer, “…but what if i don’t want to?”

wonwoo furrows his eyebrows, confused. “what are you saying?” you can barely hear him over the pipe organ that begins to replay the wedding song; you’re running out of time.

is this really worth it? losing the love of your life for some cash? no, it's not, and you're definitely not missing the one chance you have at this moment.

it's not like your family really needs it anyway, you think.

“fuck it,” you mutter, kicking off your heels and taking a hold of his wrist.

he watches you, even more bewildered than before. “y/n, what are you doing-“ and you’re making a sprint toward the exit with him in hand. you’re well aware that he has more than enough physical strength to hold you back, but he doesn’t, just yelping after you as he tries not to trip.

this was nowhere near what you'd thought escaping a wedding would be like. when you day-dreamt about it, it'd played out as something cringey, like wonwoo busting through the door right before you say "i do" or something. right now, you absolutely have no idea what you’re doing, dragging wonwoo out of the wedding venue with no plan whatsoever.

"y/n! what about your wedding?" he asks as you both step out of the emergency fire exit (yes, you seriously used the fire exit as an escape. that's what it's for... right?). you don't answer his question, waiting till you're both a safe distance away from the venue.

you learn quickly that taking off your shoes was the best and worst decision of your life. you know you would've tripped if you tried to run in heels, but the feelings of gravel against the bottom of your feet might just be worse than that.

suddenly, wonwoo abruptly stops, making you turn around. you're both still in the middle of the parking lot, not nearly as far away as you would like to be, but you stop anyway.

"if you really want to run away from your wedding for some reason, can we at least take my car?" he offers, catching his breath while pulling out a pair of car keys from his pocket. in the distance, you hear someone or two call out your name.

"yeah, that's probably a good idea."

so now you two are in wonwoo's car, driving to what seems to be his place. his car hasn't changed in the last year, the familiar scent of his air freshener gives you some sense of nostalgia. the drive feels like old times, like when wonwoo would drive you to your university or when he'd take you out to the museum in another city, soft music playing as you two sit in comfortable silence.

but unfortunately for you, there's not exactly time to reminisce because you have a lot of explaining to do.

"so, why'd you back out of the wedding? wasn't that the guy you, um... left for?" he asks. you can tell he's trying to be cool about it, but the way his grip on the wheel tightens just a bit gives him away.

you grimace. yeah, it wasn’t your fault, but you still feel a pang of guilt surge through you at the mention of of the break up. slowly, you begin to tell him everything: the letter, your parents, all of it.

he still looks skeptical, but you see the tension in his shoulders fade as you talk. before long, you both arrive at his place.

"wait for a moment," he says, getting out of the car. you think he's going to get something, but he simply walks to the other side of the car and opens your door.

"thanks..?" you tell him, sort of stunned at his courtesy. he just smiles at you, standing there for another moment. "well, i was going to carry you, if that's okay."

you swear you feel your eyeballs bulge out of your eyesockets as you stare at him like he just asked you to do a backflip. he laughs softly at your expression. "your feet- they hurt, don't they?" he asks, gesturing to your feet that are littered with little specks of red and debris from the pavement you ran on earlier.

"it doesn't really hurt that much won-" you try, getting up from the seat, but wonwoo gently pushes you back. "just let me, shouldn't i take care of my bride?" he argues, scooping you up with ease and kicking the car door shut with his foot.

you squirm in his grip as he carries you through the entrance of his place, only letting you go once he seats you on the couch. like his car, his apartment looks relatively the same as you remember, and it honestly still feels like your second home.

"do you have anything on you? like your phone?" he asks, sitting down beside you. you shake your head, all of your belongings are still at the venue because as stated before, you did not think this through. it suddenly dawns on you that you might be screwed. "it's okay, at least no one's going to barge in here." he laughs, trying to lighten the mood a little, but he sees that it doesn't do much.

"hey, look at me," he urges, tilting your jaw so you're making eye contact with him. "i promise you, it's going to be fine. we'll work this out," he assures you.

"i just have one question," he starts again, "do you still love me?"

you swallow, hard because yes, of course you still love him, but would he even forgive you for leaving him? it wasn't exactly your fault, but you feel guilty about it anyway.

he waits patiently for your answer, keeping the eye contact between you two as you respond.

“well… yes?” you say hesitantly, scared of his reaction. he wouldn't throw you out of the house or something, he's definitely not the type to, but it's still nerve-wracking: confessing your feelings to him all over again.

he smiles softly at your answer, leaning in a little. "so you wouldn't mind if i did this, right?" despite having some clue on what he's about to do, you raise an eyebrow before he gently presses his lips against yours.

your eyes close at the familiar contact, god, you missed this. it’s short and sweet, wonwoo breaks the kiss before you become too engrossed in his lips.

“well? don’t leave me hanging,” you pout. he thinks for a moment, trying to figure what you’re talking about before he makes a noise of realization.

“i love you too, was the kiss not enough to say that?”

you smile at him; he smiles back. yes, you just ran away from your wedding and people are probably looking all over the place for you, but who cares? certainly not you.

“let’s get married,” he suddenly decides, “we’re already dressed for the occasion anyway. you think the venue is still open?” you know he’s probably joking, but you look at him and seriously consider his suggestion.

“wait… maybe it is. let’s go check!” you bounce off the couch, dragging wonwoo with you. “wait, y/n, you’re not wearing any shoes!” he shouts after you.

—

“you really forgot my address? it’s been the same for years, y/n.”

“what? so i spent all that money on mingyu for no reason?”

“ah, so that’s the emergency fund he used to go to france.”