#and canceled again for being on furry bullshit

[catcriestoo]

im trying so hard to go out or do anything

[some-triangles]

2023 IN REVIEW

So, the most important thing that happened this year is I got married. My wife likes to dress me up in extravagant outfits and draw me little cartoons. I am more content as a human being than I ever have been.

This doesn't mean my brain problems have gone away. If anything, the good stuff I have now has thrown the bad stuff into sharper relief, internally and externally. It's harder to ignore depression and anxiety when you're not by yourself. When the people around you aren't actively contributing to your agita and there are no more ambitions you got which remain unfulfilled (apart from the silly ones like being so rich you never have to work again) it kind of highlights how, y'know, the call is coming from inside the house, where the house is my body, and the gremlin living in the attic is my brain.

I am feeling less and less apt to tolerate bullshit. Maybe less willing, maybe less capable. This has unfortunately coincided with a significant uptick in bullshit in the outside world, as we continue our transition to an overtly scam-based economy and our sensible centrist president continues to fund genocide overseas. There don't seem to be any good guys left. I find myself unable to shrug and say that it is what it is with quite the same nonchalance as before. Maybe it's a product of getting old.

Oldness may also contribute to the fact that I no longer seem to be interested in listening to new music. My track of the year is 4Lung's "Sarab&e", which is a cancelled furry rapping anemically over a Satie sample - you gotta really kick me in the shins to get my attention these days. On the other side I find myself listening to a lot of jazz on the radio. Did you know Orville Johnson (that's right, of https://orvillejohnson.com/ ) put out a dobro-led cover of Gravy Waltz? And it's pay what you want on Bandcamp? Maybe there are some good guys.

In sum I don't care what band that sounds like one band but also another band came out with their music album anymore. Boards of Canada already solved music and that's fine.

Comics are still good. Gray Folie's "Idletry" continues to be completely fascinating. There seems to be an endless supply of good artists on Tumblr just making stuff and putting it out there for me to look at. Thank you to all of them. Also I hear a new zine from my favorite might be dropping soon - stay tuned for more on that.

All I read is contemporary SF for the podcast and that's also fine. Most of it. Apparently the new thing is books about raising autistic children or being raised by autistic parents or both, and that certainly works for me. My favorite book of the year is not about that, though, and instead asks what if the founder of the Ming dynasty was actually an ace AFAB transmasc with ADHD. It manages to achieve grand tragedy with this concept, particularly if you ignore the ending. (Also you have to read the first book first or it won't make any sense.)

My goal for the new year is that I manage to get the energy together to find a therapist or change my meds up or whatever. Things are good but they could be better, might as well try. I would also kind of like to move back to the east coast but we'll see. Maybe get a cat.

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 73 Xs1)

"Pittsburgh Proposals"

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📷 creds to @southsidequeenie

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS!!???" Ashleigh snaps the moment Luna and Colson hit the bus.

He's bouncing from the adrenaline. Walking straight into the back room, she's focusing on how to save her ass.

"That Motherfucker hit me and I LIT HIS ASS THE FUCK UP!!!" Colson beams as he plops down and grabs his guitar.

Strumming he raps.

🎶We didn't talk about it🎶

🎶We just got gully🎶

🎶I sized up his body🎶

🎶Put some white chalk around it🎶

"NOOOOO!!???" Slim's mouth drops as his eyes get wide.

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Luna calls Monica immediately. Explaining what happened and how she couldn't check for security footage.

"Fuck Luna, that's at least 3rd degree assault...." Monica sighs.

"I know... What was I supposed to do, Mon? That bitch would've jumped on me if I'd have left her hanging. You know how she is." Luna's rubbing her forehead as she sits on the bed.

"Fuck.... I hope I didn't fuck her face up." Is all she can think as she lights a joint.

"You could've just hit her..." Monica debates.

Using sarcasm to cover up her guilt, Luna replies. "I like props."

She puffs on the joint. Trying to calm her nerves. She doesn't know where her xanax is.

"Don't be a dick." Monica tells her curtly.

"I know. I'm sorry. I feel fucking awful. You think I should call Em myself?" She asks, having his personal number.

As it was said before, Luna and Marshall know each other. It's mostly professional but as with all of Luna's relationships, there's a personal lace to it. A genuine friendship. She has been in and out of Michigan for the last 5yrs.

"Absolutely fucking NOT. You call Mike, see if he can get me the tape. Then you sit tight. Where are you now?" Monica has a sterness to her voice.

"Uhhhh... Somewhere between Detroit and Pittsburgh." Luna answers, pulling on the joint.

"Pittsburgh. Then where?" Monica's trying to keep tabs on her client and also her friend.

Luna sighs, exhaling while thinking out loud. "CA, Philly, then DC. I'm pretty sure."

"Alright. Stay in touch with me. Call Mike. DO NOT call Marshall. Luna. Not even a FUCKING text. Do not incriminate yourself. You know you never admit fault." Monica advices her.

"I do, I will. And I won't." Luna tells her, taking her direction.

Hanging up with Monica, Luna finishes the joint. Looking for her xanax. She finds a bottle in her travel bag. Popping one she calls Mike.

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Mike is a Fixer. You have a problem, Mike Fixes it. For a fee. Whether base to base or annually. Luna met him during the 5yrs she's been involved with Flint's community. It only being an hour outside of Detroit, Luna has made a lot of connections through the years. Mike being an irreplaceable one.

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Placing the call she doesn't go into much detail. Just pleasantries and what she needs. Mike understands. Telling Luna he'll take care of it and get in touch with Monica. They know each and have worked things out on Luna's behalf before. He goes on to tell her to try not to worry about it until she hears from Monica and to take care. The old man liking Luna, never minding when she calls.

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Walking back into the main room of The Bus, Luna looks for her school bag. Her shoulder is killing her and she wants her percs.

Everyone is loud and rowdy. Still hype from Colson and Luna's antics. Joints are being passed. Hotel Diablo plays in the background.

Luna sits in between Ashleigh and Colson, once she pops them. Sinking into the couch, she hits the joint Colson passes to her. He rubs her leg, going back to his conversation with AJ. Ashleigh noticing Luna's mood, she asks her.

"So, no coffee, hunh?" Trying to lighten it.

Luna sighs as she exhales.

"Nah, man... That shit's all over Kim Mathers face. She replies, feeling awful.

Hitting the joint again, she won't even look at Ashleigh. Colson overhears her, whipping around.

"What!?" He asks her.

"Yeeeeah... She could be hurt and I could be fucked...." Luna trails off, thinking more of Kim.

"What do you mean? Explain."

Colson's confused. Not seeing anything Luna had done. She goes on to tell him how she had popped the top off of her coffee to threaten Kim from jumping in but that she'd tossed it on her to stop dude.

"Wait! You fucking hemmed up a DUDE too!?" Slim interrupts. "You're fucking monster."

They're all listening. Luna still feeling horrible over Kim. Slim hitting the nail on the head.

"He was going for Colson. What else was I supposed to fucking do?" She asks, shaking her head.

Looking down while running her hands through her scalp of her loose bun. Luna's tired and cranky. Her shoulder hurts. She truly feels like fucking shit and is genuinely worried for Kim. She doesn't even really care if she gets in trouble. Luna's used to fucking shit up, but this one doesn't feel okay to her.

"I need to take a nap before we get to wherever we're going." Luna leans up and kisses Colson on the cheek.

Knowing something's wrong, he only says Ok.

"Rage on My Dudes." Luna throws her fist in the air to The Boys as she heads back to the room.

They toss her Feel Betters to another one of her tossed fists.

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After a while of kicking it, Colson heads back to lay with Luna. With noise canceling headphones on, she's knocked. Before climbing in with her, he sits on the edge of the thinking about the things she said.

"Fuck... I hope she's not in trouble... I can't believe she did that... She really will do fucking anything for me." His heart pounds as butterflies flitter in his stomach.

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Once in Pittsburgh, things pick up in their normal chaotic way. Only worse. They're so late, there's only 6hrs to build the stage and rehearse.

Standing together, with their arms wrapped around each other. Luna's head rests against Colson's chest.

"I don't think I wanna perform tonight, if that's okay?" Luna says looking up at him.

"Yeah, Kitten... Are you alright?" He asks her, concerned.

Before she can answer, Don comes storming over to them.

Pointing aggressively. "You two. With me. NOW." He demands.

Luna and Colson look at each other with scowls on their faces. Taking her hand, they follow Don to the side of The Bus.

"I'm not going to be putting up with your fucking shit. I'm not gonna stand for the bullshit you two pulled today with the coffee. Making us late. You two are gonna get in fucking line and follow the fucki..." Don tries to tear into to the couple.

Luna isn't having it. She interrupts him quickly.

"Who the FUCK do you think you're talking to!? You don't fucking tell me what to fucking do and you SURE AS FUCK don't speak to Colson that way.  You must've lost your fucking mind. Anything goes down, it's OUR asses. NOT yours. Don't forget who signs your fucking paycheck, BITCH." She spits with venom.

"Actually I'm paid by the lable, Little Girl." Don snaps back at her.

Sometimes Luna has no self control. This is one of those times. Don's words release a furry. Without thinking, she kicks out the side of older man's right knee. He howls in unexpected pain, leaning forward to grab it. Luna uses this as an opportunity to slam her right fist into his face. Knocking him off his already unsteady feet.

Colson watches in shock. "THIS bitch is truly a fucking LunaTic." He thinks, unable to help himself from loving her even more.

Stepping over top of Don. Luna stares down. Very calmly and coldly, she states.

"I don't give a fuck about a lable. Come at my boyfriend or myself like that again and I will rip your fucking heart out and eat it for breakfast. BEFORE I leave you along the side of the highway for the vultures to eat. You. Don't. Run. Shit."

She stares at him for a long minute, eyes daring him to speak. He doesn't. Walking away, she grabs a Roadie. Pointing at Don, she tells him he needs a medic.

Colson looks down at Don and shrugs. Sucking his teeth, he laughs.

"You heard My Lady." He confirms before running off after Luna.

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Luna sits with Ashleigh as The Band rehearses. She's sipping on camomile tea and smoking a cigarette. Hearing what Luna did to Don, she asks Luna about it.

"You alright? You seem to be popping off today." She observes.

Luna takes a drag of her cigarette. Looking over at her, she lifts her sunglasses.

"I'm worried I fucked her face up." Luna answers honestly, referring to Kim. "Not because I could get in trouble but because it was mean."

"Why'd you do it?" Ashleigh tests her.

"Because I wasn't risking her hopping on me or Colson." Luna answers without hesitation.

Ashleigh knows it shouldn't but it makes her smile. Colson and Luna maybe crazy together but it's because they're crazy for each other.

"What about Don?"

Luna slides her glasses back on and into her seat. Sucking her teeth before inhaling again.

"Fuck Don." She says with no remorse.

Luna can be extremely sweet and then ruthless within seconds.

"Agreed... He's a dick." Ashleigh laughs.

Luna sips her tea, smoking away.

"You're not performing tonight?" Ashleigh asks noticing the change in the setlist.

"Noooo... I just... Today's already been a lot... And people kinda freak me out sometimes..." Luna rambles.

"I get it." Ashleigh pats Luna on top off her shoulder reassuringly.

Luna gives her a grateful smile as they continue to chat and watch The Band. It's another long setlist.

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Before the show, Colson's phone rings in his dressing room. It's Diddy on FaceTime. Sitting on the couch next to Luna he answers.

Diddy starts in immediately.

"Tell me WHY, TMZ has cellphone video of what looks like you beating the shit out of who they're claiming is Eminem!?! It is the THIRD day of the fucking tour!" He explodes.

"Yo Man, that mothafucka had it comen'." Colson shrugs.

"I TOLD you not to touch him." Diddy warns Colson.

"He fucking snuck him!" Luna pops her head into the screen.

"OOOOOH!!! You're there too!? Perfect! What THE FUCK were you thinking, Loons? And what the fuck did you do to Don?" He digs into her now.

"What was I thinking? I got him the fuck up outta there, was what I was thinking. And fuck Don. He needs to learn his place. What's Marshall saying?" Luna asks.

"What's Marshall saying?" Diddy mocks her.

"FUCK you, Sean. What's he saying?" She demands.

"Nasty." Colson thinks to himself with delight. Listening to his girlfriend battle his boss.

"Nothing. No one can get him on the phone. Right now you two are a pair of lucky fucks." He points at the screen.

"Shit DUDE, what if he's not reachable because he's in the hospital with her." Luna worries.

"He snuck him, Sean." Luna says again.

"I'm sure his bitchass did. But that's not what the tape might say. Don't sweat it, I'll take care of it. You owe me two interviews for this bullshit though, Luna. Tomorrow before you leave and then NY." He tells her.

"Fine." Luna agrees, rolling her eyes.

"ATTT!! Don't you roll your eyes at me Girl!! I'll make you do Philly too." Sean teases her.

Luna laughs. "Yeah. Get another fucking road manager. Don sucks."

Shaking his head at her, Diddy tells them both to do the Fucking Interviews. They say Yes Sir in unison. Looking at each other and laughing as Diddy hangs up on them.

"Are we out of trouble?" Colson asks, looking at her inquisitivly.

"I don't know... But Sean's not pissed so that's a solid. I wanna say it's gonna really depend on how much damage was physically done and how deep their pride runs. He may not want it out because you beat his ass while she may because she's pissed I hurt her... I really don't know." Luna looks worried.

Taking her face in his hands, Colson kisses Luna. Stroking her cheekbone, he reassures her that they'll Figure It Out.

Ashleigh pops in telling Colson 10mins. Luna shoots Monica a text asking her to please check Detroit hospitals for Kim.

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Sex Drive plays, hyping the crowd before Slim comes on to introduce Colson. The arena is pouring with overwhelming energy.

Colson has 27 songs lined up. The setlist only slightly changing from the night before. He kicks it off with Habits and Breaking News 2 again.

Luna watching and bobbing side stage with Ashleigh. Dancing with each other as they laugh and sing to El Diablo.

Loco, GTS and part of Wild Boy are played. Colson tearing up the stage. Running back and forth. Jumping on speakers. Talking to his family. As he rips through Let You Go, Luna's phone rings. It's Monica. She excuses herself from Ashleigh.

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"Hey!!" Luna shouts, trying to find a quiet place backstage.

"Luna?" Monica asks.

"Yeah, I'm here!!" Luna tells her as she closes the bathroom door behind her.

"Oh Good, I can hear you. I got the tapes. It's nothing. It only focuses on the register and counter. Wherever you were, was off camera thankfully. I checked the hospitals too. A woman came into Harper with minor facial burns. She was treated and released."

Luna let's out a relieved sigh.

"We look good but we're not out of the woods yet. They could still press charges or file a civil suit."

Luna understands. She informs Monica of the cellphone footage. She's asks if Luna's on it.

"Not that I know of." Luna tells her.

"Okay, I'll contact Sean. He doesn't know what you did?" She asks.

"No...." Luna trails.

"Keep it that way. I know you guys are friends but the less that can link you, the better. I'll take care of Colson too." Monica reassures Luna.

They hang up to Luna's immense gratitude and Monica's words of safety.

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Luna gets back SideStage as The Band is finishing up The Break Up. Luna presents Ashleigh a bottle of Jameson with a grin.

They happily swig and sing together as Colson nails his part of I Think I'm Okay before heading into Hollywood Whore. The riff always breaks Luna's heart.

He changes the lyrics. Rapping the words:

🎶Imma get me a wife🎶

🎶Because she's the baddest bitch🎶

🎶I trust🎶

Ashleigh looks over at a blushing Luna.

Playing Ocean Eyes, Colson glances side stage to find her. She's right there.

"She's always right there. With those beautiful fucking eyes. He thinks grinning at her.

See My Tears is next before Colson and Rook switch off. Colson slamming into the drums as Rook nails Shout At The Devil. For the second night.

Luna and Ashleigh lose it along with the erupting crowd.

The Band slams through Rap Devil, Till I Die, Golden God, Alpha Omega, Lately, Bad Motherfucker, Wake&Bake, Rehab, 27 and Sail.

The lights go down. The stage is black and silent for a moment. Colson catching his breath before he speaks to his family in the dark. Moving things around. Moving things around. Voice quieting the crowd.

"Being here tonight makes me miss my friend." He's referring to Mac. "You know you guys are my family. We're all family. If you're hurting talk to each other." Tears are welling in his beautiful eyes. "Talk to us because we love you. And we don't want to lose you too." The tears drop down his cheeks. "I've never played this before, but it means a lot to me. And I hope I do Clapton proud."

He laughs, wiping his tears as the lights go up. Playing the opening chords to Wonderful Tonight, he pulls up a stool to the mic beside his.

"Luna get the fuck out here!!" He calls.

Luna's heart is pounding. Tears falling from her blue eyes. Ashleigh takes the bottle from her and pushes her on to the stage.

"FAM!! This is my girl and I'm gonna sing her a song if you don't mind."

The crowd roars as Luna slides onto the stool. Still picking the chords, Colson leans over to kiss her red cheek.

🎶It's late in the evening🎶

🎶She's wondering what clothes🎶

🎶To wear🎶

Colson grins at Luna, recounting all the times he's watched her get dressed.

She harmonizes with him, asking.

🎶Do I look alright🎶

He answers her singing.

🎶And I said Yes🎶

🎶You look Wonderful Tonight🎶

Leaning in to kiss her through the chords.

Watching him, Luna can't contain herself as the chords rip through her soul. "Fuck, I love him." She thinks as tears drop.

Colson continues singing.

🎶We go to a party🎶

Remembering the night with The Paul Brothers, he chuckles to himself.

As she harmonizes with him again asking.

🎶Do you feel alright🎶

His mind floats to the moment she had asked him that during his birthday party.

Continuing to serenade Luna.

🎶I feel wonderful🎶

🎶Because I see The Love🎶

🎶Light in your eyes🎶

🎶And the wonder of it all🎶

🎶Is that you just don't realize🎶

🎶How much I love you🎶

Luna's heart explodes, right there on stage. Colson finishes out the last verse effortlessly. Leaning into kiss Luna as the crowd Awwws them.

Kissing him back, Luna grabs her mic as Colson takes off his guitar.

"Isn't he fucking wonderful??" Luna sniffles as she asks to the crowds cheers.

Walking around the stage, she agrees.

"He's pretty fucking wonderful, hunh? He's so wonderful that I got a Baaad Thing for him. Can I tell you about it?" Luna asks the roaring crowd.

Singing acapella.

🎶I know I'm outta my head🎶

🎶But I haven't lost my mind🎶

Her voice stops the crowd and Colson.

The range and strength of her voice is unbelievable. Colson picks his guitar back up as he kicks in with her.

Their sexual energy is undeniable. Luna snakes around him as they both weave around each other. Colson ripping his guitar through the air.

With her hand on his heart, they sing together.

🎶Tattooed you on my body🎶

🎶So I can take you wherever🎶

🎶Yeah🎶

The Band slams hard as Luna belts out the last lyrics, running her hand down Colson's cheek.

🎶I'm all in🎶

🎶There is no maybe🎶

He throws his guitar over his shoulder. Grabbing and lifting Luna up, he kisses her hard.

Grabbing her mic, he shouts "Thank You Pittsburgh!! WE OUT!!!!"

Kissing Luna again, he wraps his arm around her shoulders as they walk off stage. Her hand on his chest. Voice buzzing in his ear. The energy between them is insane.

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To be continued....

[baekhvuns]

Omg girl I was at a music festival last night then went clubbing I came back home 4 hours ago and realised "I didn't answer miss Baek" so here I am

I'll keep those songs in mind, I'm not really a fan of Dream, they have cool MVs bright and fun but something is off musically for me. I only really listen to Kick It by 127 and Universe by U - I didn't expect to like that one so much :o

The SVT tickets 😱 are they kidding. I would like to see them if they finally come to Europe... kinda whack the European tour was cancelled and now they're starting with North Am again 🙃 but the prices are a fucking joke, don't they get enough of our money??? Especially big companies, they need to get a grip. The concerts are usually poorly organised see Ateez so what the fuck are people even paying for

I don't know if Ateez ever goes truly dark, but I'm optimistic about their future sound. Especially with the rebellious teaser I think it's safe to say Halateez is back! I enjoyed Fever it has some gems, but Treasure is where my heart is at

Still no period, pros: well, no period cons: pain and waiting for for the doomsday to happen 🥴 at one point it's cool, because I can have a weekend without bleeding, but I'm tired of waiting and checking if the red scare is here or not... and I start reading smut at the end of the cycle as well hahahahaa

I can imagine bodyguard Seonghwa is in so much internal pain and conflict jsudueyeyshs man wants to explode and Y/N isn't helping, but he has morals or whatever stopping him at first. Cannot wait to read it 😭

Omfg really you wanna write it?! It was just a silly thought I had, but I just don't see bad character x bad character that often unless it's some toxic bullshit. They would compete with each other like "yikes you got 20%? I got 22% I won" idhsjsjjdndhs both fucking fail, but the competition is on. And I imagine the tension being VERY strong 👀

Right, no monster fucking or furries, cat boys only 🤗 and maybe some fox boys too

Some of the idols' parents are so funny and sweet I can't help feeling jealous, but it is what it is. Also the story about Seonghwa's and Hongjoong's mum's at their concert when Joong's mum brought a scarf(?) or something for Hwa's mum. 🤧 recently Felix's mum visited him and he took her to the airport because he wanted to be the last one she sees before taking off and Lix gave her his hat - what a sweet boy, her insta post about it made me uwu so hard

That Metro thing was a shit "job" well an internship only, I could never work in a gossip paper, because yikes the shit they invent. But it taught me a thing or two. We already talk about Seonghwa like it's our job so what's the difference 🤡

Lol one of my friends actually decided to add Seonghwa to their bias line after hearing him yell with that deep ass voice, it came out of nowhere?! He was smiley and then... ANGRY YELL and back to smiley

YOOOO THIS PROMPT MISS! Yes he's a pick me in a good way and Y/N's like "why do I like this loser?" then some bitches bother him and she's like 🥊🥊 "leave my loser alone!" <3333

To be fair one of my friend goes between calling Seonghwa her son and her husband so 🤔 we all have issues I guess. FBI agent don't interact pls

That b&w photo kills me he's the cutest boyo. The photo of YunWooSanHwa from Lotte World is so sweet too, Seonghwa's big ass sandals again iduksshshgagans. He looks like their dad tbh

Okkk wolf boy 👁👄👁 also are you a bit annoyed by the height gap between female and male protagonists as well? I know many people love that (size kink or whatever), but especially in anime the girls look like fucking children compared to the men (nvm that they sometimes ARE teenagers hanging out with 20+ guys 🥴) maybe it's because I'm on the taller side, but it's one of my pet peeves and sometimes the male protagonists are broad giants for no reason - DV 💖

hello hi !!

Omg girl I was at a music festival last night then went clubbing I came back home 4 hours ago and realised "I didn't answer miss Baek" so here I am

omg how did that festival go !!!! did u get drunk and have ur yn moment iN THE CLUB OR SOMETHING 😭😭😭

I'll keep those songs in mind, I'm not really a fan of Dream, they have cool MVs bright and fun but something is off musically for me. I only really listen to Kick It by 127 and Universe by U - I didn't expect to like that one so much :o

yes yes the r&b is so good in it! typical sm with the harmonies and stuff!! YEAH KICK IT’S SO GOOD o i haven’t listened to universe is it good 👁👄👁 highway to heaven will always be that bitch tho >>>>> without u is also rly good! early nct days before the noise <3

The SVT tickets 😱 are they kidding. I would like to see them if they finally come to Europe... kinda whack the European tour was cancelled and now they're starting with North Am again 🙃 but the prices are a fucking joke, don't they get enough of our money??? Especially big companies, they need to get a grip. The concerts are usually poorly organised see Ateez so what the fuck are people even paying for

YEAH 700$ FOR ONE PERSON BUT THEIR SILVER AND GOLD PACKAGES ARE 1K-4k ITS CRAZY HYBES GOING CRAZY,,, no bc they have so many versions to their albums and yet they still want the insane 500$+ for one person is kinda crazy me thinks

I don't know if Ateez ever goes truly dark, but I'm optimistic about their future sound. Especially with the rebellious teaser I think it's safe to say Halateez is back! I enjoyed Fever it has some gems, but Treasure is where my heart is at

sometimes i see them going like txt’s route, the rock, rebellious and hard hitting emotional stuff! but then they bring out the king and iM LIKE YES THAT IS YOUR SOUND LESSGO BRING IT BACK PLS I would beg for a wave album type of comeback esp utopia 😭😭 treasure no fr treasure & answer & inception sit on this throne where no other can reach

Still no period, pros: well, no period cons: pain and waiting for for the doomsday to happen 🥴 at one point it's cool, because I can have a weekend without bleeding, but I'm tired of waiting and checking if the red scare is here or not... and I start reading smut at the end of the cycle as well hahahahaa

BFMWDBQK NAURRRR 😭😭😭 at least it didn’t happen at the music festival!! pls drink loads of water as u get closer to it bc it rly helps take the pain out,, NO BC sometimes u think it’s time but it’s just ur stomach playing with u 🔫

I can imagine bodyguard Seonghwa is in so much internal pain and conflict jsudueyeyshs man wants to explode and Y/N isn't helping, but he has morals or whatever stopping him at first. Cannot wait to read it 😭

HES SO ANNOYING TBAKDHKWDHWK HE KEEPS REMINDING HER THAT HE CAN GET KILLED IF HE HOLDS HER AND SHES LIKE “noOoOo my dad would never” rbwkfbwk he rly rly wants to explode i just think yn puts him in his place, it’s like the personalities are reversed if u see bbhwa, hwa was the loud one this one has yn as that!! HIS MORALS?? THE MORAL IN QUESTION IS HER MAFIA DAD 😭😭😭😭😭

Omfg really you wanna write it?! It was just a silly thought I had, but I just don't see bad character x bad character that often unless it's some toxic bullshit. They would compete with each other like "yikes you got 20%? I got 22% I won" idhsjsjjdndhs both fucking fail, but the competition is on. And I imagine the tension being VERY strong 👀

I WILL WRITE IT !!! NO TOXICITY ONLY WHOLESOMENESS AND TWO MISUNDERSTOOD PPL <3 fbwndbwk LMFAOOOO THE 2% BOOSTS THEIR EGOS 😭😭😭😭 the teachers would be so tired of them and they’d laugh at it too,, oH OH TENSION EXTREME LEVEL 😮‍💨😮‍💨

Right, no monster fucking or furries, cat boys only 🤗 and maybe some fox boys too

Some of the idols' parents are so funny and sweet I can't help feeling jealous, but it is what it is. Also the story about Seonghwa's and Hongjoong's mum's at their concert when Joong's mum brought a scarf(?) or something for Hwa's mum. 🤧 recently Felix's mum visited him and he took her to the airport because he wanted to be the last one she sees before taking off and Lix gave her his hat - what a sweet boy, her insta post about it made me uwu so hard

cat boys supremacy >>>> FOX BOYS HELLO 👁🤚🏼👁 PLS 😭😭😭 THEYRE SO CUTE HELLO???? IM SURE THEYRE LIKE SO SMOLL TOO AND STOP THATS SO CUTE 😭😭😭 no bc why can’t our parents be like that 🤨 PLS HIS MOMS IG IS LIKE A SEROTONIN BOOST some real gems on there 😭😭

That Metro thing was a shit "job" well an internship only, I could never work in a gossip paper, because yikes the shit they invent. But it taught me a thing or two. We already talk about Seonghwa like it's our job so what's the difference 🤡

BRMWDHEK IF ONLY U WORKED FOR THE SUN 😭😭😭 the amount of ppl who would be suing left and right, no that’s so true it’s our job to talk about him but we just don’t get paid which is vile but i will do it for free <3

Lol one of my friends actually decided to add Seonghwa to their bias line after hearing him yell with that deep ass voice, it came out of nowhere?! He was smiley and then... ANGRY YELL and back to smiley

OHOHO FBKWDHWK RMR WHEN MINGI SAID WHEN HWA RAPS HIS TONE IS SIMILAR MINGIS 😭😭😭😩😩 ANGRY YELL BACK TO SMILEY THIS MAN IS THE EPITOME OF DUALITY also.

YOOOO THIS PROMPT MISS! Yes he's a pick me in a good way and Y/N's like "why do I like this loser?" then some bitches bother him and she's like 🥊🥊 "leave my loser alone!" <3333


yES YES I WATCHED THE MOVIE WILD CHILD AND FHWKFHWK IM SO VERY INTO THIS PROMPT SO BADLY !!! EXACTLY THATS HER LOSER AND HES “👁👄👁 i am????”

To be fair one of my friend goes between calling Seonghwa her son and her husband so 🤔 we all have issues I guess. FBI agent don't interact pls

That b&w photo kills me he's the cutest boyo. The photo of YunWooSanHwa from Lotte World is so sweet too, Seonghwa's big ass sandals again iduksshshgagans. He looks like their dad tbh

i pretend to never see those sandals. no uh. also bestie i, for the first time ever had a dream about wooyoung. so real. so real that i genuinely felt it and i cannot ever look at him the same way again. VEKWHELQHDKW HONGJOONG WAS YELLING IN THE BACK FOR FUN FBNW dil hwa era

Okkk wolf boy 👁👄👁 also are you a bit annoyed by the height gap between female and male protagonists as well? I know many people love that (size kink or whatever), but especially in anime the girls look like fucking children compared to the men (nvm that they sometimes ARE teenagers hanging out with 20+ guys 🥴) maybe it's because I'm on the taller side, but it's one of my pet peeves and sometimes the male protagonists are broad giants for no reason - DV 💖

yes 😭😭😭 YES YES I AM !!!! im in the average side so i just kinda roll with anything but in fics i try to make my yn’s taller esp the mafia one! she was tall! i think it’s mentioned in it too!

HRKWHDLQHELQHDLW NO BC THE “FRAGILE PETITE” THING IN THE SIZE KINK GETS ME FBWKFBEK bc why can shorter ppl toss u so easily 🔫 NO UR SO RIGHT IN ANIMES THE GIRL IS BARELY AT THE GUYS CHEST AND IM LIKE???????? IS THAT NOT A CHILD PERHAPS??? no that’s so true some r so insanely tall like pls at least choose a balance 😭😭😭😭

ur so very welcome <3

[loserkusen]

El Lamento 

I loved writing this request i’m just sorry it’s very late. If you’re seeing this, thank you for sending this in!

Hiii I LOVE your writing... especially your asensio imagines 😍😍😍 Can you please do an asenio one where you fight. (Pls include the fight) and u dnt resolve things and u both had planned to go out with isco and its awkward bt u resolve things in he end

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“All I want is for you to make a little more time for us, (y/n). It’s not such a big request.” Marcos voice grew inpatient. Who knew a simple question could turn their whole afternoon sour. Marco arrived home with unforeseen plans for a double date, which (y/n) wasn’t too exited about. Trying his luck at getting her out of the house was useless. Now they where left to argue once again for the same reason as every other day now it seems. 

He sat himself across from her waiting for her response. She focused on the textbook laid out before her, fingers moving quickly to flip the pages. “So now you’re not gonna respond?” She felt her own patience slipping by the minute. 

“Marco just hold on, please.” She continued trying to block out his frustrated sighs. 

“Why do I even bother anymore? All you do is dig your nose into those books as an excuse. You know, if you don’t wanna go out just say it! Don’t have me waiting—”

“Shut up! Marco, just fucking wait a second! I'm busy right now.” His mouth hung open, eyes trying to read her expression. Slowly, he got up shaking his head. 

“I guess I’ll cancel on Isco again then.” His voice echoed around the silent house before he disappeared towards their room. 

(Y/N) continued her search for answers aware of the timer ticking on the online quiz. She spent no more than 5 minutes before submitting her answers and shutting her laptop close. She headed to their shared bedroom with no anticipation or excitement at what she would find behind the closed door. The door creaking startled Marco who laid above the covers still dressed in his good clothes. (Y/N) headed to the closet pulling out a dark green, long sleeve dress along with some knee high boots. She slipped off her over sized shirt and tights before stepping into the lace covered dress. Marco’s eyes looked up from his phone, brows furrowing in confusion. 

“Can you zip up my dress?” Their eyes met for the first time since she walked in. Her small voice didn’t move a muscle in Marco’s body who instead remained looking at her with confusion. “Please, Marco. I don’t want to be late.” Snapping out of his trace, Marco pushed himself off the bed walking up behind her. Carefully, he pushed her hair above her shoulder and dragged the zipper up her back. The tension from their earlier argument lingered in the air like cheap perfume. She fumbled around for a hairbrush in her vanity, hands working quickly to brush her hair into a somewhat acceptable look.  

“I already told Isco we’re not going.” Marco’s low voice broke the uncomfortable silence as (y/n) applied some simple make up. 

“I know. I called him right now to tell him we’re back on. I mean,” Her eyes lifted from her reflection searching for his through the large mirror, “only if you still want to go.” Marco nodded his head reaching for his shoes. It was going to be a long night. 

They arrived at some fancy nightclub, whose name (y/n) had no interest in knowing, following one of the most silent and uncomfortable rides she’s ever experienced. She had no idea how they would keep up their act without ruining the night for the other couple. (Y/N) made her way inside, a couple of steps ahead of Marco, quickly searching for Isco and Sara. She greeted both of them before sliding in the booth leaving her stuck between the wall and Marco. As soon as he took his seat and placed an arm around her shoulders she began to regret her decision.  

 She was stiff and quiet trying her hardest to avoid conversation with Marco as well as limiting her movements to avoid more physical contact with him than necessary. Marco on the other, hand seemed perfectly fine. His words flowed out smoothly along with his laugh as the conversation between him and Isco continued. However, his great acting skills and bright smile weren’t convincing enough. It was obvious he was avoiding her as well. (Y/N) prayed it wasn't so evident, but one look of concern from Sara was enough to let her know it couldn’t be any more clearer. Thankfully, Sara switched her focus towards her and began chatting about nothing in particular, but enough to pass the time. At some point, when the conversation slowed down and (y/n) found no other way around the awkwardness, she decided to go get drinks for the table. 

“What do you guys want to drink? I’m going to the bar.” She directed her question towards Isco and Sara. 

“Rum and Coke, please. For the both of us.” Sara replied smiling. 

“The usual for you Marco?” She stood up quickly, waiting for Marco to reply and move out of her way. 

“No, just some soda will be fine. I’m still driving after.” She nodded making a beeline for the crowded bar, hoping to find a seat and be able to breathe normally for the first time in the entire night.

 She waited around 5 minutes for the busy bartender to get her order and was currently sitting at the same spot for almost 15 minutes now waiting for her drinks. She scrolled through her phone to pass the time when she felt an arm make its way around her middle from behind. Instantly, she knew it wasn’t Marco. Not only did the arm not feel as firm and Marco’s usually did wrapped around her waist, but she knew damn well they weren’t exactly in the best condition for him to get all touchy with her in public. She felt her breath accelerating and fear settling in, but quickly turned around to confront the stranger. He was tall and not much older than her. 

“Hey gorgeous” he flashed a smug smile while unashamedly scanning his eyes over her body “what you doing so alone?” The slight slurring of his words indicated his intoxicated state, as if the stench of alcohol pouring out of his mouth wasn’t enough. 

“I’m not alone.” Her hands worked quick to push his aside reaching for her phone laying on the counter. 

“I don’t see no one else with you sugar.” his arm inched closer to her once again. Quickly, she shoved her hand in his face showing off the sparkling diamond on her ring finger. The motion caused him to stumble back a bit before he began laughing. She took the opportunity to text Marco praying he saw the messages. 

‘COME HERE PLS’

‘SOME CREEP’ 

“You think that means anything to me?” She snapped her head up noticing he was closer than before “I’ve seen this trick a thousand times.” He circled his arms around her leaning closer. She didn’t know what to do. Panic began to settle and her brain rushed trying to find a way out. Luckily for her before he got any closer, he was being pulled back by none other than her fiancé himself.

“What the fuck man?” The guy gained his balance shoving Marco who stood firmly next to (y/n). 

“I could ask you the same thing! What are you doing?” His voice was growing more frustrated by the second at the man’s insistence. Noticing the few heads turning towards them, (y/n) stood up ready to go. 

“You come out like that pulling some bullshit on me man! What you touching me for!” She reached for Marco’s hand who looked ready to swing at the bastard. 

“Marco let’s go.” She tugged on his arm, but it was pointless. 

They kept spitting remarks at each other when suddenly the man send his arm forward. Luckily for Marco, but unlucky for her, his drunken state caused his fist to land on her cheek instead of Marco’s. Reacting quickly, she reached for both of Marco’s hands before the fight turned physical and managed to pull him back enough towards the entrance. Despite his protesting, they got to his car where reality set in for Marco. (Y/N’s) cheek was swelling up and he quickly drove home forgetting the argument, his whole mind focusing on her now. 

    Marco placed her on the counter, carefully studying her forming bruise before rushing to gather some alcohol and cotton pads for the few cuts left behind from the rings her aggressor wore. She saw the furry in his eyes, a look that hadn’t left since he read her messages, but also the concern. She had never doubted his love, it was hard to when he made her feel like the most valuable thing he’d ever known. But times like this, when the most unfortunate events set out to test them, is when the small pessimistic part of her began to stir. 

‘What ifs’ clouded her mind. 

‘What if this was a sign?’

‘What if this turned into a bigger argument they couldn’t control?’ 

She catched a glimpse of her sparkling rign reflecting the light above her. 

‘What if saying yes wasn’t the right answer?’ 

She felt tears gathering in her eyes as her thoughts spiraled. 

‘What if they ended tonight?’

“Are you okay, corazón?” Her head lifted slowly, eyes meeting his chocolate ones whose air of animosity they once held had morphed into pure care, worry, and love. She nodded her head, smiling slightly at how concern he looked over a couple of minor cuts. Marco stood closer between her legs warning her of the alcohol he was about to press over her wounds. She reached for his hand wanting to get closer to him, his fingers laced through her smaller ones reassuringly. 

They remained in silence for a couple of minutes while he cleaned her up and pressed and ice pack against her swollen cheek.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke the words lowly as he placed his freehand against the other cheek. “You were right. We should’ve stayed home.” She shock her head pulling his hands down and holding on to them gaining  his full attention.

“This wasn’t your fault, Marco. And none of us were right or wrong. This wasn’t supposed to happen at all.” 

“I know it wasn’t! But the moment we stepped out the house pretending we were fine we set ourselves up for a bad night. We should’ve stayed and fixed things instead.” He looked down as his voice lowered once again. 

“I just wanted you to be happy, and if going out with Isco was the answer then I was gonna do it. No matter what it took.” She lifted his head up meting his guilty eyes.  “I know I haven’t been spending as much time with you because of school, and it kills me. Please understand this Marco.” He pulled her closer pressing a kiss to her forehead as her arms wrapped around his neck. (Y/N) missed this, even if it had only been a couple of hours, she felt starved of his affection.

 “I’m working on making more time, but know I won’t be available all the time please. Even if I want to I won’t always be.” She dug her face into his chest breathing in the smell of his cologne as his hands rubbed slowly up and down her back. 

“Okay, Amor.” He pulled back pressing his lips against her own, hands running through his hair as he deepened the kiss. “Te quiero.” She smiled against his lips repeating the simple words back. 

[thewatertowernews]

big mouth: big strides, big controversy

by olivia gamsu

   My shitty high school sex-ed experience wasn’t exactly Mean Girls “if you have sex you will get pregnant and die” level, but, regardless, it was inadequate. Middle school was spent watching Degrassi and internalizing secondhand teen angst, while high school was all about the inner workings of boners, periods, and STIs. Really fun stuff that in no way instilled negative attitudes about the Perils of Sex! I was left to fend for myself, to stumble clumsily through puberty with equally misinformed peers by my side, dodging unrealistic expectations of sex thrown at us by the media and then desperately diving into the internet’s echoing abyss for more information– any information.

  The multi-layered world-wide web is how many unsupervised adolescents educate themselves about sex, sexuality, and gender. That’s because our school programs (and our parents, and the media, and pretty much every authoritative source) fail us. In 2014, only 22 states required schools to teach sex-ed. Only 19 of those states required that the material be medically accurate. The remainder of programs are abstinence-only; a teaching method that has been proven time and time again to absolutely, miserably, completely fail at preventing sexually-transmitted diseases and unplanned pregnancies. And, even within those programs like mine that were medically accurate, there is rarely any education on LGBTQIA+ experiences, consent, female-specific sexuality, masturbation, or anything outside of purely procreative heterosexual penetrative sex.

  So kids instead turn to other sources– like the internet. As we all know, the internet is an absolute shit-show. One second you’re googling what a monk fish looks like and the next you’re spiraling down a rabbit hole of erotic fan-fiction based off of Tony Shalhoub’s quirky detective drama, Monk. The probability of discovering accurate information while also avoiding the absorption of bull-shit theories churned out by bitter “friend-zoned” guys about female frigidity is an incredibly narrow margin.

  That’s where Netflix’s recently-released animated television series Big Mouth comes in. Following the trend of adult-catered animation, this raunchy, highly-explicit show tackles the rollercoaster that is adolescence and puberty through a cast of relatable pre-teens and the “hormone monsters” that lurk under their beds. And I don’t mean “monster” figuratively– these are horned, clawed, furry-eared creatures. The first, Maury, is the male-identified, hyper-masculine “Hormone Monster.” He terrorizes the boys with unexpected boners, lures the character of Andrew into a pornography addiction, and fuels unnecessary aggression and violence. Maury’s counterpart, Connie, is the ultra-feminine “Hormone Monstress.” Connie first pops into the life of the lead female protagonist, Jessi, when she gets her period for the first time. Connie explores other aspects of growing up, though– including the miraculous discovery of masturbation and female sexuality.

  Besides addressing the often-overlooked pieces of sex-ed that are so valuable to vulnerable pre-teens, Big Mouth is just really fucking funny. It’s packed full of well-known comedians; Nick Kroll, John Mulaney, Fred Armisen, Jordan Peele, Maya Rudolph, and Jenny Slate all voice major characters. Every single line is deliberate, clever, and worthy of gut-busting guffaws.

  One interesting consequence of being so extremely vulgar and explicit, of course, has been the backlash from conservatives. There are currently a number of petitions floating across our aforementioned pal, the internet. The American Society for the Defense of Tradition, Family, and Property is urging Netflix to cancel the show because it “encourages our children to sin” and supports pedophilia. Another petition with even more traction– it already has over 113,000 signatures– has been campaigning to pull the show because it includes “nocturnal ejaculation, crude depictions of menstruation, discussions of the normalcy of homosexual sexual acts, and a number of other horrors.”

  These fools can’t differentiate between real-life monsters and fictional ones (like ones that hide under your bed and whisper dirty thoughts into your ear until you cum, for example). The fact is that one of America’s biggest, most horrific monsters is Sex– we operate under a sexual taboo that saturates homes, televisions, classrooms, and basically every damn feasible place. But circulating dope shows like Big Mouth is a tentative start to flooding our media with realistic, accurate depictions of what it actually means to grow up. As for our enemies who want to squash science? Excuse my vulgarity, but fuck that FUCKING bullshit.