#and if I am honest it's not a question of IF I will have to leave early but WHEN

[mywritersmind]

WE’RE LIVE. - LN4

summary : he tries to kiss you on camera, just some bits of you two at the f1 live event with cute couple vibes.

listen up : i kinda hate this. short but cute!

words : 730

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“I’m reporting live from the first annual F1 launch event! I’m so excited to be interviewing and speaking to all of your favorite drivers and influences in the sport!” My smile is award winning, my posture straight, and my dress perfectly fitting my body.

I’m so distracted by Lewis Hamilton arriving that I don’t even see the bomb running up to me. I’m met with Lando Norris’ smiling face, coming straight for me.

He’s coming straight for a kiss I realize and dodge him immediately. His lips collide with my cheek as a small laugh breaks out of me, “Norris!” I eye him, his eyes a bit dimmer after my block, “We’re live!” My words slip out as his eyes widen.

In a second, his confused face turns to a masked smile, “And I'm so glad we are!” His eyes catch mine again, making me smile softly. He looks good, like really good.

In a suit, his shirt unbuttoned, and his hair perfectly curled, he looks like a disney prince. One that’s smiling at me in that slow easy way he does.

“You got questions for me, little miss reporter, or are you just gonna stare?” He’s such an idiot for saying that live, the media will eat him alive, but I'll kiss him until he can’t breathe so he’ll ignore it.

“I would say I'm surprised you’re here but we all know you love an opportunity to dress up.” I hold my microphone tight in my hand.

He tilts it towards him to answer, “Well, I heard you were gonna be here and had to look my best.” Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. It makes me smile anyway.

“Stop flirting with the reporter, Lando!” A voice calls out from the red carpet, we both turn to see Lando’s other half and his girlfriend.

Oscar Piastri is quiet, but never around us.

Lando tries to lean into me but I push him away gently, “You want me to ask you the real questions or would you like to greet your twin?”

He turns back to me, his hands in his pockets, “I’d like to keep talking to you.”

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He finds me again in the hallway. I've been searching for the entrance after going to the restroom and getting completely lost.

“You look edible.” Is what the romantic and heartthrob, Lando Norris, says to me just as his hand meets my waist and he pulls me in.

“That is not earning you a kiss.” I put my hand on his chest as that same cheeky grin arrives.

He pulls me in a bit tighter, whispering in my ear, “You look fucking beautiful, Y/n. You always do.” That, earns him a kiss.

He pulls away which doesn’t happen often, “I can’t believe you dodged me earlier!” I laugh and push him away, walking ahead as I hear his dress shoes on the tile. “Can’t a guy kiss his girlfriend on live television?”

“Can’t a girl do her job and not get fired?” I look at him and am not at all surprised when I see his soft smile and stunning eyes shimmer.

“I love you.” He slips his hand into mine in such a soft and honest way that it makes me blush. “I love that you love your job and I love that you get to be here with me and I really love that dress on you.”

I roll my eyes at the last bit as if I don’t know he’s going to be the one taking it off of me tonight. “I love you too. Even if I have to be surrounded by orange every day of my life-”

He scoffs, “Hey! It’s-”

“If you say papaya I might slap you.”

“Can’t mess up my face before I go on stage love…” there’s a glint in his eye now, “But you can mark me all you’d like later.”

I kiss him again. Because we’re alone and because I truly love this complete fool of a man.

“Go change, Papaya man.” I drop his hand when I see the entrance, “But make sure to come home in that suit.” I wink as he raises a brow.

He doesn’t let me go until he kisses me one last time, just outside the doors to his whole world, and perfectly private for us.

[ozzgin]

Welcome to the first round of Monster Dating, where five creatures compete in order to become your forever mate! For our Valentine's Day special - and given the festive occasion - we won't have anyone eliminated...yet. You can, however, vote your favorite of the round, which earns you a special date with the winner.

Get to know the participants in this little introductory round.

[Monster Dating Show Series] | [Participants Intro & Art]

Participant A: Exes? I couldn't care less about other monsters. I don't know, I guess I'd ghost them, or something? Look at me, I can just vanish the hell out of there.

[The camera zooms in, giving the audience a closer view of the pair of pants sitting on the chair. From the pocket, a small keychain dangles outwards: Human fucker for life.]

Mr. Host: Say, you're a bit of a human weeb, aren't you?

[The invisible hands are shoved inside the pockets, and the participant's chair groans lightly]

You: ...A what?

Participant A: I can't tell if you're trying to mock me with that kind of wording, but I'll let you know I'm a proud human fucker indeed! Why else would I be here? My beep only goes up for those sweet, little furless creatures.

[You look at the camera with an awkward smile as Mr. Host shuffles his papers and whispers another lecture about obscenities and lawsuits]

Participant B: How I deal with exes? Oh, I just devour them, really. How else would I maintain this?

[She leans sideways in her chair, pinching her plump thigh to prove her point. Mr. Host gestures at the cameraman to wipe the drool and zoom back out already]

Participant B: But you don't have to worry about that, (Y/N) darling. I'd never eat you! Well, not in the literal sense, anyway. [she glances down at your groin and smirks]

Mr. Host: Hey hey hey, behave yourself! [he snaps his fingers in front of the demoness]

Participant B: Of course! I wouldn't just jump out of my seat and actually act on it. Who do you take me for?

[After a short pause, she lunges at you, and you both tumble to the floor. Mr. Host begins screaming about etiquette, waving his arm at the camera crew and signaling for an ad break]

[The screen plays an advert about the latest flavor of monstrous instant noodles: Hellish Fires]

[Minutes pass. The channel finally switches back to live. You're sitting in your chair, legs squeezed shut and face flushed red. The succubus stares ahead with a smile and wet, glistening lips. Mr. Host is checking the remaining questions with a defeated expression]

Participant C: Oh, well...To be honest, I've never actually...

[The drider begins to fidget, avoiding the camera. You place a hand on his arthropod appendage]

Mr. Host: Right, you spent most of your life collared up, eh? Is that your thing, or...

Participant C: I didn't really...have a choice. [he scratches his cheek, searching for words] Anyways, I guess I'd-...Hmmm...strange. I can only picture myself as the ex. Which is probably the most realistic scenario. I mean, look at everyone else. What am I even doing here? I don't have any special powers - have I mentioned I can only create barriers? - and I'm rather plain-looking. You'd probably break up with me. Would I accept that? Sure. What else could I do? Don't get me wrong, I'd never move on. I'd mop around for the rest of my life, miserable and alone... [he continues rambling about his misfortunes]

[Mr. Host frowns at the camera crew, tapping his pen against the stack of papers. This guy's a special kind of pathetic, he thinks with pursed lips. Should they cut his interview short? No, not yet. There's some charm to it, after all. It'll tickle the sympathy of the audience. Poor, sweet boy, they'll think with shy tears. Hell, they might even watch merely out of pity! One can almost discern the dollar signs reflecting in the gorgon's eyes]

Mr. Host: Fantastic thing you got going there, boy! Save some of the sob stories for the later rounds, though.

Participant D: ...A what?

Mr. Host: You know, an ex-partner. Someone you're no longer dating.

[His screen goes black, and the eldritch creature begins computing]

Participant D: I'm afraid I've never 'dated' anyone. I have only existed within the void.

[A moment of silence. You glance at the camera, and Mr. Host flips through his pages. Clearly this wasn't part of the plan]

Mr. Host: Alright, let's put it this way; if you had a partner, and you broke up-

Participant D: Nonsense.

Mr. Host: Excuse me?

Participant D: I would not engage in any kind of courting unless I was certain of our compatibility. There would be no break up. [the TV head turns towards you, glitching eyes multiplying on the old screen] Rest assured, my dear (Y/N); I am not here out of some whim or mere desire. I have determined, with statistical accuracy, that we are fated to be together.

Mr. Host: A lot of confident contenders here, huh? We'll see how your math does in the next rounds, my man!

Participant E: What a puerile kind of question. Is this how you plan to gain viewers?

Mr. Host [visibly annoyed and insulted]: It's a preliminary round, boy. The audience - well, (Y/N), I mean - needs to know you, build some rapport with you! Are you to be trusted? Do you keep your previous partners around? These things matter, you know.

Participant E: Complete fodder. [he sighs, then leans back] I don't waste my time with romance. There's no "exes" to be had. [he looks at you with a determined gleam] So don't bother worrying; once you're mine, there's nothing coming in between.

[You turn away from the camera, a faint blush on your face]

Mr. Host: Now wait a moment, no time for romance? Why the hell are you here, then? It seems to me that the human is some sort of treasure to be won and displayed, the way you put it.

[Mr. Host leans into his microphone and whispers something. The audio team plays a fake track of people gasping in shock]

Participant E: Call it however you want, it doesn't change the fact I'll win this foolish game. [he crosses his arms, unbothered] Mark my words, human. There's no one better than me here.

[Mr. Host opens his mouth to speak, but reconsiders it. He glances at the camera mischievously. Should he tell the proud naga that there won't be any battles, just 'foolish games'? No, he'll realize it himself very soon...]

Special Guest: If you ask me, there's no place for friendship once it's over. I go for a clean cut!

Mr. Host: I see your point. What if you meet them spontaneously, though? Say...on the street, out in the world.

Special Guest: Huh? No, I don't keep them around. Why would someone else take them?

[The mantis creature considers the question again, then looks at you sheepishly]

Special Guest: Unless you want to have them?

You [shuffling in your seat]: Y-Your exes?

Special Guest: Their heads. Oh, I'm sorry, perhaps I wasn't clear; I behead them. I could offer them to you as trophies, if you'd like.

[Your hand involuntarily wraps around your throat, protectively]

You: No, thank you.

[The mantis lifts a bladed arm, demonstrating a swing]

Special Guest: Well, if you ever need me to take care of a pesky partner...Not to brag, but I'm the best when it comes to keeping it spotless and quick. [he grins at you flirtatiously]

[creatingblackcharacters]

Hi apologies if you've answered something like this before. I've seen that Black people will have light-coloured palms and soles (ik this is what every person has its just more apparent the darker your skin is). I was wondering if you had any notes on how to draw them properly. And I'm sorry for asking more questions but would you want artists to draw this feature more? And final question do you know what this feature is called? Someone told me they were called voles but I am very confident in thinking that's probably not true since that's something else entirely.

I'm sick because there's a dope lesson someone drew up on this topic, and I wish I could find it again!!

When I paint palms, I usually find a neutral color (and this may take a couple tries; a reference could be essential here! If your character has red or yellow skin undertones, then your palms should reflect that). Then I paint it where the palms should be. Then I take a blending brush and I blend so that the ends of the melanin and the palm don't look like separate entities.

You want that blend to be mid the side of the fingers, and right at the start of the wrist. It may take me a few tries to get it looking natural, but yeah. You could also draw a line in your line art to separate the two colors, remove the line, and blend there.

Tbh, it depends on the art style and how realistic it is. If no one has defined palms or it's a cartoony style, I'll be all right. But if you got white folk with calloused palms and veins in their knuckles, then yeah I need to see melanated people with proper palms.

Gotta be honest, I've only ever heard "palm" 😅 I know the palms of the feet are the "soles", but I've never heard anyone call them the soles of the hand, or "voles". Those are rodents.

[roamingwildflower13]

Gosh this is such a well thought out post, and reblog, not sure why it’s been reblogged, as I’ve not seen anyone ask or insinuate this but still. 

I’ve never actually really seen anyone on here blogger wise say they wish for Jikook to ‘come out’, at least not recently, if anything it is always the complete opposite. A stance of they absolutely will not, never. Or always leaving room for doubt (which I find incredibly invalidating in a different way, but still). If it’s anons asking, as long as it’s a genuine ask, and is respectful, I’d say it’s just so someone can ‘learn’ or understand what might happen if…

And I say might because none of us actually know. We can assume, but we do not know.

Therefore I want to offer a middle ground. A neutral view if you will.

I will preface by saying I have no qualification for this other than being a sociology major and a gay man. (The sociologist in me knows as humans we love a good label, it helps to define and ‘understand’). I’m certainly not au fait enough to add anything research wise to the original post.

If it helps, I can tell my ‘coming out’ story, as fun as it is! You can skip it, but here goes….the cliff notes 

I am 32, firstly, and came out when I was 27, so 6 ish years ago, before the pandemic. (Aside how has it been 5 years since the pandemic, time is truly flying). I had known I was into boys since I was little, I was always always attracted to the boys in my class, never the girls, but alas back then it was a insult to call someone gay, to say that to someone’s face just because you thought their mannerisms were a bit effeminate I guess, as mine were (stereotypical high voice, lisp, somewhat feminine features). Society was not accepting as a whole either back then. (It probably isn’t now. Gay marriage was only made legal in 2013, just over a decade ago. The year Bangtan debuted no less. We’re talking very close by history.) I was bullied, naturally, so by my teen years I tried my upmost to hide it. For example, I did art in high school and on my project folder I stuck pictures of girls (famous ones), like that would help me blend in. When I was 21 I met a girl in a coffee shop I worked at and dated her, my friends were all dating, so I did too. I did like her, she was nice, I did try, and we dated on and off for a few years. You can imagine on my part why this wasn’t working, but we tried and on the getting back together she got pregnant. It was about to change our lives, sadly though we lost the baby at 20 weeks, and if nothing else the grief tore us apart. I know we would have loved that little girl, we named her and buried her as tiny as she was. But hindsight is 20/20, and it was the catalyst that changed everything for me. Once we split I decided to move on, and firstly I acknowledged my own true feelings, that I was indeed gay. I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to be honest with myself, finally. For me, living hidden, or living a lie with my ex, was not good for my mental health, and it wasn’t for my ex either. We weren’t happy, there was no intimacy there, and that’s no good for anyone. My family mostly accepted me once I finally told them. I was incredibly grateful for that, the ones who didn’t at this point are no loss. The biggest question I get and have to navigate is if I am bi, seeing I was with my ex for years, but no I am gay. That was six years ago, as I said, and I’m at a place where I am comfortable with my sexuality and gender expression more than ever, finding a community and interests helped with that too. 

So that’s my ordinary story.

I realise of course I come from a place of privilege, a western country with mostly acceptance these days of queer folk, but not always. In fact what’s happening to many countries with a rise in right wing politics, including America is down right frightening. 

I wish we all lived in a world where we just accepted one another for whoever we are, but sadly we do not. The energy of the planet is low, and they seek to keep it low. 

What I wanted to say overall, is that although I know what it’s like to ‘come out’ as unfair as that is, it is not our place as individuals to decide what someone else should or should not do, or what is right or wrong for someone. We can educate ourselves for sure, be aware of things, but ultimately it’s not our decision to speak on matters that do not pertain to us. Reflections is right in that this process of coming out, or identity marking is not prevalent in every society, I tend to not make it my personality for example, but people do assume, and I’m okay with that. I certainly don’t explain to everyone, and will only do so if they ask nicely.

I know this is a blurred line in a ‘shipping’ space, but where I come down on this is I do not see myself as shipping two people, but supporting what I think is a very probable queer couple. All I ever want to do is support them, but I would never want to speak to their wants and needs, that’s not for me to say. 

That is my neutral ground if you will. 

I will coo till the cows come home, admire their beautiful love and bond, as frankly, it’s all I’ve ever wanted for myself, and for others. Love is everything. However, I will never impose my own view of what they should or should not do, coming down hard on either side is actually (in my opinion) incredibly invalidating. 

To anyone who truly has thought about it in terms of winning, please don’t do that. That goes back to what I said in a reblog yesterday about dopamine and fighting online, that high, that win, would certainly only be for your own benefit, or likely to get one over on other ‘ships’. It’s different of course if they themselves chose to do something, but to want that is to only want that win for yourself, and that is not fair on them. 

The part of the original anon ask, about how you would market such a relationship, is interesting in context of the show, given this ask is 3 ish years old. That and the documentary, the book, JKs solo documentary, and Jimins documentary, it all leads me to believe they want to be known together, their names synonymous. They want their bond to be seen. For what reason only they know, but it’s kinda smart, because whilst most of the fandom remains ignorant, meanwhile they can (mostly) be themselves. I will note that all of this came after the enlistment was applied for.

This does go hand in hand with another reblog re Jimin explaining Muse. The worst outcome of any of this is if they get ‘outed’, so in order not to do that, in my opinion, they use protective mechanisms. They don’t outright deny anything, not that it’s asked directly of them, but they indicate they are single, they sing love songs, female pronouns included, they (pretend) not to see each other, they say ‘bro’, and a plethora of other things. This is when people refer to the glass closet. They bang on it occasionally, see the show, test its limits so to speak, but (so far) remain protected mainly due to sheer ignorance, and homophobia. For the same reason they can be flirty on stage under the guise of ‘fan service’ , and apply to enlist together because the buddy system exists. They do, imo, use what they can in order to be themselves as much as they feel comfortable with. The band itself provides a shield so to speak, five other members whom they love to be amongst, hence why the solo era was somewhat different for them, the band was no longer there as group activities were suspended for the most part, especially in 2023. This meant they kept a low profile, as I’ve said I think it was a choice. I want to add that anyone who seeks to minimise any of their choices, especially the enlistment, is not a true fan. I’ve seen solos do this and laugh at the notion that one of the reasons they kept on the down low was the enlistment. I’d caution people because again we do not walk in their shoes, we do not know how they feel about anything, and it’s disrespectful to minimise or dismiss their relationship when the evidence is that they mean a great deal to one another.

I want to end by saying that at the end of the day, we do not know these men, I personally support what I see, and know in my heart to be true. I will always respect them and any choice they make, because it is their choice, and their right to make that for themselves despite the circumstances they find themselves in. 

The only thing I truly want for them is peace, happiness and their safety. 

Okay so, I came to this blog because I’m an Army and recently have been quite fond of Jikook’s bond. I always used to close myself off the shipping considering how toxic it gets on other platforms but I really love these two together it’s almost painful to resist. I come here in peace, and I’m asking you something. Can we open a topic about what would ACTUALLY happen if two idols of the caliber of Jimin and Jungkook confirmed having a relationship? Because so many Jikookers see the coming out as the final win, when actually it could be the contrary? Some people in the fandom are naive and don’t realize the impact, especially negative, it would have on their career. If you open this discussion I’m sure also other blogs will tune in. I beg you to view it on a much bigger scale than just the fandom shippers, let’s observe it from the point of view of their country, the industry, their reputation as a whole. And also if you were in their shoes, and your aim was to live your days with your loved one ultimately, what marketing procedures do you think would be necessary to take in order to keep your career going as well.

Thank you Anon for the question and I will try to be very careful in navigating such a topic. I've mentioned before that I will not talk about Jimin and Jungkook in regards to their private personal life, but what I can do is to focus on what is written in shipping spaces, as it's part of the fandom discourse. I will start by saying that you are asking some questions which are impossible for me to respond. I cannot put myself in their shoes as I am first of all a woman and second of all, not famous. My answer will be divided into two parts: how shippers talk about identity and more general, about sexual identity in SK, for which I will provide extensive references and I hope they can be useful in understanding the social context. I want this to be an open discussion, especially if there are people in this space who know more, who have more knowledge on this particular subject.

It seems that in general, those who ship Jimin and Jungkook do see a coming out, in the possibility that there's an actual romantic relationship, as the ultimate ''win'', just as you said. To me, that's complete ignorance and I can only situate it in the realms of problematic fantasy. As I've said before, I don't have any problems with the idea of shipping. Of course, I've noticed that a lot of jikookers call themselves supporters in order to differentiate themselves from your run of the mill shipping practice. ''You say tomato, I say tomato''. They say they will support Jimin and Jungkook no matter what, but anyone who becomes part of a community, makes connections or develops some emotional attachments towards their ship or subjects of the ship, will definitely have some strong feelings if they will encounter some ''evidence'' at some point that would disregard the way they see those people. I'm of course generalizing here, but I'm not saying this only in order to criticize them, but because it would be a normal reaction, something to be expected and each person has their own way in which they deal with those feelings. Just as I talked in my shipping post, there are positive outcomes here, such as people who gather more extensive knowledge on LGBTQ+ issues, in case they haven't done that before. But there's a shtick and of course I can only talk about what I see in international shipping spaces, which is the fact that despite doing research on this topic and trying to understand the SK political landscape, they still use a Western filter. What do I mean by that? Their understanding of sexual identity is in most cases Western and they apply that mindset when it comes to situations in countries that have a history that doesn't match the American one, which is the more prevalent. Sexual orientation has become part of someone's entire identity. It has developed over the course of the 20th century (Michel Foucault and Jeffrey Weeks have written about this) and today it's the norm. We do live in an era of globalization, but to take this idea and apply it to a context that not many of us actually know, results in a discourse that can have some colonization elements to it and leaves no room for specific Asian Queerness. It's unfortunate because all shippers could do is read more about it, if they actually call themselves supporters. Not to focus just on their ship but to actually try and understand how alternative meanings of identities work. If they had done it, in a bit more detail, perhaps they would know that one's sexual orientation does not become someone's entire identity everywhere. It's a difference between something that ''I am'' and ''I do''. The SK situation, when it comes to LGBTQ+, is influenced by Confucian values, the military service, the huge influence a family can have, but it's also about finding a community. Not everyone is the same and in this case generalization is dangerous. People can use western terminology, even fully embrace a ''coming out'' as we understand it and some of them don't, or they only do it with themselves or close friends while some engage in activism just as any part of this world. You can find more about this in a thesis written by Matthew David Arnold called Queer Korea: Identity, Tradition and Activism (2016) in which he interviewed 49 LGBTQ+ individuals over a period of time while he lived there. These are people who became his friends, acquaintances, and artists and each and every one of them has a story of their experience which has its own particularities. Arnold talks about the Social Compact which consists of the established communities in which these people live and the most important one is the family and the huge influence it can have. It also bothers me the fact that when shippers engage in such a topic, a lot of the times they are alienating, othering this entire culture and using their own Western frame as a system of reference.

To go back to your initial ask, about the jikook ship and coming out, it is ludicrous. How can shippers talk about such a thing when it comes to people whom they don't know? They observe a pattern of behavior and draw some conclusions, sometimes they have a more educated guess and other times not. But they should stick to that. They say they care about their biases, but by having this request and considering it as a win is disrespectful because a coming out is no one's business and especially not of some strangers on the internet.

I'm aware that I probably haven't given a specific response to your questions, but these are the limits in which I situate myself, but as I said in the beginning, I encourage other people to chime in.

For more insight into LGTBQ+ topics in South Korea from an academic perspective, I will leave some references here:

Song Pae Cho, Faceless Things: South Korean Gay Men, Internet, and Sexual Citizenship, 2011

Elias Alexander, Seoul's Gay Districts: Space, Place, and Identity, 2017

Joe Phillips, Joseph Yi, ''Queer Communities and Activism in South Korea: Periphery-Center Currents'', Journal of Homosexuality, 2019

Joseph Yi, Joe Phillips, ''Paths of Integration for Sexual Minorities in Korea'', Pacific Affairs, 2015

Todd A. Henry, Queer Korea, 2020

Thomas Chase, ''Problems of Publicity: Online Activism and Discussion of Same-Sex Sexuality in South Korea and China'', Asian Studies Review, 2012

Youngshik D. Bong, ''The Gay Rights Movement in Democratizing Korea'', Korean Studies, 2009

Robert Hamilton, ''Gaytrification and the re-orienting of Sexual Peripheries. The Displacement of Space and Place in South Korea's Queer Underground'', Contemporary Society and Multiculture, 2016

Tari Young-Jung Na, Ju Hui Judy and Se-Woong Koo, ''The South Korean Gender System: LGBTI in the Contexts of Family, Legal Identity and the Military'', The Journal of Korean Studies, 2014

Timothy Gitzen, The Promise of Gayness: Queers and Kin in South Korea, 2012

Jungmin Kwon, Spectacularizing the Homosexual Body: The Secret Rendezvous Among Global Gay Media, Local Straight Women, and the Media Industry in South Korea, 2014

[ao3-shenanigans]

Hey. I've been thinking about writing but I'm not sure if I should post stuff I wrote so far. It just seems like others in the fandom I'm in just know so much more about the source material or have better ideas on it

Any advice you have?

Hmm, I also tend to get worried about and bogged down in trying to get details right.

A few times I ended up trying to go back to find that one episode to try and find exactly what that random guardsmen’s name was, and to be honest, I didn’t need to

My advice is to do it anyways.

If there is a detail that you’re worried isn’t true to the source material, ask yourself- can my story still be enjoyed without it? If the answer is yes, the shopkeeper can remain unnamed and the the exact age of the mc in the flashback can remain vague

As to who has better ideas, there’s no right answer. Fandom is a community where, similar to a book club, all interpretations are valuable! The better question is- do I enjoy this idea? Does it make me excited to write? Am I having fun?

As a reader, there a fanfictions I’ve read where I’ve not personally agreed with an idea, whether it was a ship, au, character arc, whatever, that didn’t stop other people from loving the fic, leaving comments and kudos and having a wonderful time. There have also been fics I’ve read where there were 14 versions of the same idea by different people. Some were less fleshed out than others but that didn’t stop me from enjoying all of them!

In summary, the big question is: are you having fun? Will you stop having fun if you post it? If the answer to the first is yes, and the second is no, then you’re all set!

[wosov]

A tough pill to swallow - part 2

content warning:

blood (minor mention)

poor mental health

The relief you felt once you were out of Leah’s car was immediate but short-lived as you turned the corner to the changing room. You could quite clearly hear voices and although you couldn’t quite make out who they belonged to, you knew it would be too much for you to cope with. So, off you went to the bathrooms to hopefully get changed and allow yourself some time to hopefully shake out of this mood. After all, nobody deserved to be on the receiving end of that. 

Meanwhile, Leah had quickly gotten out of her car and managed to catch up with Beth and Katie. She needed advice and they seemed the best people to be able to offer that to her. So, with a deep breath she explained everything that had gone on. Your terrible mood this morning, the screaming match you had gotten into. The fact that the dark circles under your eyes made you look like you hadn’t slept in a week and that you just seemed to be getting more withdrawn by the minute. 

Katie and Beth listened intently both seeming to become just as concerned as Leah. Beyond everything, you had found a place in every single heart of your teammates with them looking out for you as one of their own. 

Katie was the first one to offer her thoughts. “Le, if i’m being honest the kid has seemed off lately.” Katie takes a deep breath before continuing on with her opinion. The seriousness in her demeanour, a stark contrast in her usual brash personality, made Leah really pause and listen. “I have to ask, do you think she is on drugs?” 

This question was not what Leah was expecting and Katie guessed it too, so she carried on trying to justify her thought.

“I mean it’s that the past few days she was really hyper and upbeat. Like unnervingly so and it… I guess it just made me wonder because I know her usual self is happy and cheeky but what I saw from her, I have only ever seen when people have been drunk or high. And now she just seems depressed and like she is going to snap at the slightest thing.” 

Katie’s words really made Leah stop and think and she hated to admit it but her theory did make a lot of sense. It would account for your strange moods and your more recent irritability. But this thought didn’t fill her with the comfort like she thought having a possible explanation would do. Instead it filled her with dread at the conversations she would have to have with not just you but the staff as well. And Katie sensed the unease building in Leah.

“Hey, I am probably wrong, y'know. It was just a thought I had, especially given how young the kid is. She may be trying to experiment or feeling pressure to fit in, I don’t know.” Katie desperately tried to make the situation better.

It was Beth that chimed in next with a sensible suggestion. “How about we all keep an eye on kiddo and ask the others if they have noticed anything before we confront her. If we go in all guns blazing then it will make the situation 10 times worse and we don’t even know what type of situation we are dealing with yet.”

Leah and Katie both agreed to that and they resumed their walk inside, mutual silence filling the air. 

After Katie had gone off to find Caitlin, Leah and Beth headed to the locker room but when they noticed you weren’t there confusion covered both of their faces. The only other logical place where you could be was the canteen and they knew you weren’t there, having passed it on the way to their current location. Leah quickly dumped her stuff into her locker before muttering to Beth that she was going to go check in the bathroom. Beth just nodded in response and began to get ready for training. It wasn’t long before Leah came back empty handed but just as they were about to start coming up with different places to search, the whistle blew signalling to the start of training. This filled Leah with worry, thinking you were going to be late for training so she didn’t know whether to be pleased or more concerned about you when she saw you were already kicking a ball about on the field away from where everyone had started to gather. 

It didn’t take long for Renee to realise this and after yelling a quick “Kiddo c’mon” you tossed the ball to the side and made your way over. All without lifting your head to meet your teammates. There were no cheeky jokes or remarks, no playful shoves or smirks. Just complete silence. 

Leah was definitely more concerned now. 

As they were nearing the end of their morning training session, the girls were in good spirits, playfully shoving each other and laughing. That was until Kyra made the decision to completely miss the social queues you were giving off and shove you. Fair enough her actions were completely innocent and on any other day you would’ve shoved her back and probably started play fighting in one way or another. But today, you weren’t expecting it and fell straight onto your front, your hands getting covered in mud as they reached out to break your fall. 

Kyra, still not picking up on your discomfort, started laughing and trying to start joking about with you. But you had well and truly snapped. Everything had suddenly come to fruition and you no longer felt in control of your own body. It all happened in an instant, one second you were on the floor the next second you had shot up from the ground before pushing Kyra over aggressively. 

As you stood over her, fists clenched and breathing heavy, you had no other feelings other than pure unfiltered anger and that anger needed a place to latch onto. Unfortunately for Kyra, it was her. 

The only other of your teammates that were in close vicinity were Laura Wienrother and Caitlin Foord and all they could think to do was watch on in shock and disbelief that your usual cheeky self would be capable of something like this. That was until Kyra (still in utter shock) managed to get back on her feet and you just completely lost it and swung at her. The action of your fist hitting Kyras face caused Laura to scream out in fear and Caitlin tried to restrain you in response. Key word being try, as you quickly fought free of her hold. However, Laura’s scream soon alerted the rest of the squad to the heated situation that was quickly unfolding back on the field and Leah had no hesitations before she was running over to grab and restrain you. She didn’t know what had happened to set you off like this, she just saw Kyra’s bloodied nose and your bloodied fist and she just took it upon herself to minimise the impact of your meltdown. 

She found herself quickly grabbing you by the waist in order to restrain you from causing any more harm to anybody else or yourself, begging you to calm down. 

As the others ran over to see what was happening, 

Kim was the one who quickly took charge of the situation. She made sure Kyra was being taken care of and had people to accompany her to the medical room before getting Katie to help Leah to restrain and calm you down. 

It took several minutes until you were no longer trying to actively claw your way out of Leah’s grip and the others weren’t sure whether you had calmed down or simply ran out of energy to carry on in your state. Either way, they were glad you seemed calmer and knew they had to get you back inside the changing room so you could clean up. But as Kim took in your current appearance she knew that would be easier said than done. 

You were currently catatonic, leaning heavily against Leah and unmoving. She was rocking you whilst whispering comforts and reassurances in your ear, although unsure whether you were actually hearing her and her arms were still securely wrapped around your small, fragile body. As if she was scared you would snap and try to flee again. Katie just watched on feeling helpless at the adamant pain you were in. 

Kim, however, was quick to nudge Katie to grab her attention so they could start coming up with a plan to get you inside and cleaned up. She took in how your small frame was starting to shiver and turn blue in the cold mud and knew they had to move fast. 

Kim and Katie swiftly formulated a plan to carry you inside and as Kim went over to explain the plan to Leah, Katie knelt down and took one of your hands into hers, stroking it gently. 

Once Leah was informed of the plan, she quickly started to move out of the way so Katie could pick you up with Kim helping Leah up from the cold mud coated ground. 

The walk back inside was surrounded by an uneasy silence. Communication was shared via somber glances and heavy sighs as Kim and Leah followed Katie from behind, with Kim casting her arm over Leah’s shoulder.

Leah felt despair watching Katie carry your fragile body indoors. She had no idea what was going on with you let alone how to fix this, All she knew was that she needed to fix this and fast.

As the people requested on the poll - ATPTS part 2 is now out.

Not fully proofread so I am sorry for any mistakes included.

As always, I love getting fic and hc requests for anything WOSO related, not just for our poor little chaos kiddo.

[kaisentine]

꒰ა ⠀ ⸺ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲!

⌗ ⸺ there’s no price for a gift if you’re getting it for someone you love—he really fucking loves you. ft. michael kaiser, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, mikage reo, oliver aiku general cw. supa dupa short, there are separate cws for each guy, not proofread . . . gn!reader ദ്ദി ( ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ ) sticky note. IM SCREAMING SAIKI SANTAAA . . . guys my deadline of march 14 is not looking too great . . . not proofread this is part of my event check it out!

𝒾 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒾 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 ♡

ᓭི ˖ ࣪ . 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 mentally beats himself up while trying to decide what to get you—the next best person to beat up over gift ideas? alexis ness.

“uhm, what about clothes . . ?” ness hesitates after being rejected for the umpteenth time while trying to give kaiser ideas. “that’s so lame, don’t you have any better ideas?” kaiser replies, pitching his nose-bridge in annoyance and stress.

“a ring?” “i’m not proposing!” “a dog!” “you’re a dog—no thanks.” “shopping trip?” “that’s half-assed.” “a letter?” “i’m not good with those.” “chocolate?” “what kind of a person do you think i am?!” “. . . roses.” “that’s too basic.”

in the end, kaiser does get you roses. “why do you look like you’re on the verge on tears?” he looks down at you while you’re hunched down over the bouquet of royal blue roses. you shake your head as if your lips aren’t quivering and as if your eyes aren’t glossy.

“they’re really pretty, thank you.” you say, bringing the collar of your shirt up to your eyes to soak up the salty water build-up. kaiser feels incredibly awkward in this situation, he swears you’re gonna make him develop a stutter one of these days. “yeah? well you . . . you should be!” he huffs triumphantly after crossing his arms.

he’ll never tell you that ness gave him the idea of getting you flowers.

cw. unintentional freak

ᓭི ˖ ࣪ . 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄 is actually so bad at this, it’s diabolical but he tries his best.

“oooh! who took this photo? it’s super cute . . !” you smile while holding the polaroid sae gave you of him being effortlessly pretty—unprompted—on a random afternoon, you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t have a nagging question on your mind—why? “why’d you give me this though?” oh. guess you didn’t think before you spoke, now he has a question to answer!

lucky for you, he’s an honest guy and gives you the answer straight-up. “you said you miss me when i go away for games,” shrugs, bending over next to you to view the picture as well. “heard pictures lasted longer.” he whispers in your ear.

you pull your head away while facing him in surprise—fucking bastard.

he turns his own to face you. “dunno though. thought i’d try it out anyway.” he says as he straightens his back and walks off to wherever, leaving you with your thoughts and this stupid polaroid he gave you.

cw. i could say this is pure crack goodnight

ᓭི ˖ ࣪ . 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐈 . . . well—let’s just say “hyperpigmentation”!

“. . .is that me?” you ask after sneaking up behind shidou while he was busy doing something—busy meaning drawing you.

sounds romantic, right? not when it comes down to him because you could barely tell the drawing was of you. your lips draw a thin line in an attempt not to laugh but also as an attempt not try cry. “you can tell?” he grins, lifting his pen off of the very amazing sketch.

oh ok—so it is you. “yes . . ?” you’re practically on the verge of tears while answering him. “aw, that sucks. was gonna give ‘ts to you as a gift.” he sighs really loudly. as a gift? what the fuck is wrong with shidou ryusei.

“well, i’m done anyway so i can give it to you.” his smile returns as he pulls the paper hard enough to be teared apart from the little circle things ( sorry i legit dk wtf those are called ) and slaps you with it, the smell of fresh paper and ink filling your nose.

“ryu,” you call, mortified. “yeah?”

“is that hyperpigmentation?”

ᓭི ˖ ࣪ . 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐎 unlike kaiser, he genuinely crashes out while trying to think of a gift idea! something big? he knows he’ll never hear the end of it from you. something small? guilt will eat him alive.

reo is screaming so loud into his pillow, nagi is scared that he will break his vocal cords. “why are you stressing over a gift?” the white haired asks but doesn’t look up from his nintendo. “it’s not just a gift!” “. . . then what is it?”

“it’s a declaration of my love!” he finally peels his face off of the silk pillow case and brings his hands to his eyes to cover his vision. “that’s really cringe.” nagi says. “you find everything cringe.”

so what does he do? he gets you both matching bracelets from a luxury brand but has it custom made so you don’t know.

“reo, these are so pretty!” you’re fawning over the gold bracelet he put in your hand after he told you to close your eyes. “i’m glad.” he smiles at your admiration for simple piece of jewelry—thinking to himself that he could’ve done better, but he digresses. “too pretty . . . where’d you get them?” you ask, lifting your head up to make eye contact.

you don’t fail to see the way his eyes just barely falter to meet yours. “uh . . . went online shopping with nagi.”

that didn’t answer your question but, alright! when you hug him, he feels like he just got away with a crime but there’s a gut-feeling that you know.

cw. reader indirectly accuses him of cheating but he didn’t, promise! he calls reader “doll” uh!

ᓭི ˖ ࣪ . 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔 break-up text despite the fact he isn’t fond of chocolates, he likes to keep his gifts meaningful but classy—yet he fails miserably.

“you said you didn’t like chocolate . . .” you deadpan at the heart-shaped chocolate box splayed out on the table. aiku is sitting on the couch when he turn his head to look at you—you don’t miss the way his face almost pales under the soft flashing glow of the television.

there’s an obscene amount of scenarios that fill up your head as to why he looks like he has seen a ghost. were these not for him? who were they for then? you puff out your cheeks as you also feel faint. “. . . i don’t.” he responds.

“so then, who are they for?” you ask, picking the box up and dangling it up in the air with one hand. it’s his turn to deadpan—while yes, he totally forgot to hide them from you, do you not realize that they’re for you?

“those chocolates are for you, doll . . .”

“oh—ohhhh,”

tags :) : @kenyuukissme @levihanmyotp @realmyth @vellichorira @pinkicyheart ( comment to be added! )

[muddyorbsblr]

much ado about nothing drabble set 1

'one look and they'll know' collection masterlist See my full list of works here!

Placement: married era

Summary: some slice of life snapshots of Tom & Y/N's life during the rehearsals phase of the play

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k (across 2 drabbles)

Warning/s: language (slightly) [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: chaotic wifey Reader hours

permission to smack

"Is it alright if I smack his bum?"

You closed your laptop and stared up at Hayley with a confused look on your face. "Wait, what?"

"We're discussing some sequences for the play and there's some talk of bum smacking and I just wanted to make sure you were alright with it."

"Wait…babes are you asking me if it's okay for you to do your job?" The actress let out a nervous chuckle, the absurdity of your words hitting her the same way it did you with her initial question.

"Erm…yes, yes I suppose I am. It's just--I know that you don't move as deeply in the acting world that we do, and it doesn't sit right with me if I don't run some things by you before--"

You gently placed your hands on her shoulders. "Hayley look at me. It's fine, it's all fine. I appreciate you asking for my blessing but I gotta be honest…this is uncharted territory for me. You're the first co-star to ever ask me something like this." Your mind wandered back to a few years back…how your mind went and almost completely shut off having to watch him film a love scene on grassy marshes. "No one's ever really bothered to ask if I'm okay with anything other than my husband."

It surprised you how quickly she caught on, mouthing a name and simply nodding in understanding when you gave her a single raise of your eyebrows to confirm.

"But it's a role, and that's all it is. You've been in our life for as long as there has been an 'our life', so everything's fine. Just as long as you leave it strictly at the role, then I have no reason to threaten you the way I did Grande."

She clasped her hand over yours. "You have to tell me that story one day. I've only ever heard snippets."

"One day," you promised her, squeezing her hand back. "Just know that it's okay with me. Smack away. Just…make sure that you keep your hand placement mindful because the man refuses to wear pants."

Hayley near doubled over in laughter as she held you with both hands now trying to keep standing upright.

Loud music began to fill the room and you felt a tug on your free hand, a smile stretching across your face when you locked eyes with your husband. "Dance with me before you go?"

"Always," you told him, letting him pull you into his arms and lead you in a twirly dance around the studio. It vaguely reminded you of dancing at your reception, Tom effortlessly lifting you from the ground with a single arm wrapped around you, pressing your body against his as he spun in a circle.

"What was that about?" His eyes darted over to where you stood with Hayley a moment ago.

"I told her if she's gonna be smacking your ass to keep in mind your aversion to underwear," you answered casually, your smile growing wider when he threw his head back and laughed, placing you back down on the ground before dipping you.

"A menace as always, goddess," he said softly before placing a quick kiss on your neck.

"What can I say? I get it from my darling husband."

He led you to stand upright, keeping his arm around your waist and resting his forehead on yours. "I'll see you when rehearsal's finished?"

"Count on it."

He pressed a kiss to your forehead before loosening his hold on you. "Take care of my heart."

You laid your hand on his chest, and he placed his much larger hand on yours, giving you a chance to press a soft kiss to his wedding ring. "Take care of mine."

The entire room erupted into a chorus of whoops and cheers when he pressed a soft kiss to your lips, immediately taking you both out of your little bubble and reminding you that there was somewhere you needed to be for work in under an hour. You hastily went over to sling your bag over your shoulder and gave Hayley a quick hug.

On a whim, you decided to embrace the chaos and give her a final piece of advice. "Right cheek, lower right quadrant. If you wanna maximize bounce when you're on stage. Oh, and swing upward at an angle."

saved you a seat

"Y/N, I've reserved a seat in the third row for you for every show," Jamie told you when you'd dropped your husband off for rehearsals. "Towards the center so you can really see everything."

You shook your head at him, giving the director an apologetic smile. "Thank you but really that seat will be better off being available to purchase. I have a thing with seeing my husband doing any sort of love scene in real time…? Like I can watch it on a screen no problem, but when it's happening right in front of me my brain gets a bit fucked," you explained.

"I see." He nodded, starting to understand where you were coming from. "So you haven't watched him film any romantic scenes in those projects you worked on together?"

You shook your head again. "Not since 2021. And it wasn't even a full on sex scene it was just supposed to be like simulated finger blasting and some kissing and my mind still shut down. Took him nearly three hours to get through to me. That's when I knew it probably wasn't best for me to watch it happening."

"Shame," he remarked, giving you a light pat on your arm. "He's doing incredibly and I just know you would have been proud seeing him up on that stage."

"I'm always proud of him," you told him. "And I'm sure that he's gonna be amazing. Like he always is."

"How about I give you a backstage pass instead? So you won't have to deal with security questioning you trying to get to his dressing room?"

"Now that I will gladly take." Before you left to attend to your own projects for the day, you decided to impart some advice for costuming. "Oh, and since I know there's gonna be a good amount of movement and dancing for this, I beg you don't listen to my husband when he says he wants to wear tighter clothes. He's gonna rip a seam lunging if he gets his way."

"That'll get everyone talking," he joked.

"It sure would," you said back with a laugh. "But I've gone through extensive lengths to make sure that his dick hasn't been plastered throughout the internet, and somehow that dark grainy clip from High-Rise still exists. I'll be damned if another somehow makes its way online just because his costume trousers are as tight as his jeans."

A/N: I've been having some thoughts & thots on how the OLTK blorbos would be acting in this era of Much Ado and trying to figure out how it's going to fit in a full chapter, but then I decided "fuck it" and just make lil snapshot moments instead and turn them into drabble sets.

Might have one coming soon involving some after show shenanigans in Tom's dressing room. And also a drabble set (that could still potentially turn into full chapters with smuttery) during the filming of Night Manager.

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[the-kingshound]

I wanted to thank you for this update. It is a bit late, ik but I very much love this story.

I really hope youre getting some rest because you really, really deserve it! (Not that you need to earn rest or something, you just sounded very exhausted)

I know femtrans Arthur is not confirmed but that brings me to a question I meant to ask you anyway. Arthur was the one who legalized same-sex marriages if I remember correctly and coming out as nb was also only after Uther possible.

So I am wondering how the counsil and/or the people see a same-sex marriage between Arthur and our MC? Because if both of them are amab, they would not be able to make a heir? (I get that Mordred is there but I am really wondering how the counsil views that).

And how do they view a nb/trans MC?

Also, I dont know if you plan like kids or anything, but would it be possible for a trans men MC to get pregnant? (ofc only if they want)

I get if you cant/dont want to answer any or all of these questions but I hope you have a great year and please get some rest.

Hi, thank you for the sweet wishes, and the ask! I'll do my best to answer what I can.

So the Council actually ruled for allowing same-sex marriages, of course there were some people against it but the reasons weren't about homophobia as much as the problems these kind of marriages would cause if they lacked an heir. So Arthur was able to convince them by using an old rule on adoption, that said adopted children have the same rights as biological ones (made by a king of old who had no heirs and wanted his adopted son to inherit the throne).

Having said this, the Council and the court see Arthur/MC's marriage, if same-sex, with cautionary skepticism. Some of them are of the belief that marriages celebrated not with the purpose of having children will not last very long, and that the two spouses will not bond as deeply. So, some of them kind of assume the marriage will be rocky, also considering all the circumstances around it.

The Council is by now accustomed to considering Mordred as the rightful heir, and he is old enough that they aren't fearful about him dying young and so needing another heir. To be honest, the more conservative Council members are glad Mordred is the heir and that MC and Arthur can't have biological children, because Mordred is Welsh and there won't be Venegard blood on Camelot's throne.

About trans MC getting pregnant, that would be up to headcanon. In game, MC and Arthur won't have biological or adopted children for multiple reasons, but that doesn't mean you can't picture that for your hound!

[the---hermit]

Hi, I'm actually new to #studyblr and saw one of your post. I'm curious about what amount of hours that you can usually have yourself to sit and study focusly? I saw a lot of YouTube videos that has people in 10+ hours study session and I've been questioning myself because I can't really stay focused for that long. I only manage to focus 1-2 hours so far and it makes me feel like I'm dumb and unproductive.

So can you tell me more about your story and maybe unpopular opinion/tips that you have regarding about the concept of productivity in studying?

Thank you and sorry if I made you uncomfortable with asking question, I just want to connect with people in tumblr since I saw a lot of #studyblr post and want to know more about people's unique journey so that I can learn from it.

Have a great day!

Hello dear and welcome to the studyblr side of our beloved hellsite! I would like to start by saying that it's totally okay to ask, and I am actually very VERY happy you have reached out about this.

Firstly everyone studies differently and everyone can pull different study sessions depending on many many things, so do not comprare yourself to others. Imo 10+ hour sessions sound like something out of a fantasy novel. I could never. I will go about this in no particular krder so sorry in advance if i am a bit confusing (and if i am too confusing do feel free to send me another ask and I'll try to be better).

Your ability to focus can depend on a lot of things, how you and your brain work, lots of neurodivergent folks like me have to work around that as well, what you are working on can impact on how well you focus and how many energies you burn while doing so, and let's be honest sometimes you have other things in your life that can drain your energies and then you have an harder time staying focused. This is all fine. You are not dumb, you are not wasting time, and you are not a failure if you take a longer time to do something or need more breaks.

Another thing I want to get out of the way right away because it is fundamental, is that your mental and physical health should always be an higher priority than school work. You need to pay attention to that. To how you talk to yourself, to how you treat yourself. If you are in a bad mental place you cannot work well, and nothing is more important than you being well. So do take the breaks and the days off, and not just when you are at your limit. You need to find a balance between studying and rest. There is no guilt in rest. You are fueling yourself to then be able to accomplish what you have to do. Okay? I am being very serious about this and I really really need you to keep it in mind always. No guilt in rest. It is not something you you need to earn either. It's something you need and deserve at all times.

Now to get more into your questions. I personally take A LOT of breaks when studying. I need to walk around a bit, I need to snack, I need to make tea (i drink a lot of tea lol). And breaks are great. There are different ways you can approach them and it depends a lot on how your brain works and how you work. If you are not sure i would suggest trying different things and see what works for you! It's super important to know your study method, how you work best, and how your brain works. You could try the pomodoro technique first, or just figure it out depending on your needs or what you are working on (for example taking a break at the end of chapters).

I am a creature of habit so my typical study day at home looks pretty much the same (tho it can vary depending on lots of things, includong the materials I work on). I am an early bird so most of my study happens in the morning. I like to wake up very early around 6.20 because there is nothing I love more than to have the time for a slow morning in which i drink my tea and read my book as I have breakfast (this is one of those very personal things that works for me but i am sure would be hell for many people. Do make sure you get enough sleep!!!). I tend to be at my desk by 8/8.15. In the morning depending on what ai have to work on I have one or two breaks. If i only take one break it's a bit longer and i stop studying earlier. If i take two breaks they are usually around 9.30 and one around 10.30. If i only take one it's around 10 but it's longer and as i said i stop studying earlier. I then have a very long lunch break from either 11.30 or 12 until 15 usually and then I usually study till 17. If I need to work more i do take at least one break in the afternoon as well. This is a typical day in which i focus only on study, if you have classes, work,life things it would be irrealistic. Even if you go somewhere outside your house to study that would be irrealistic. So you need to focus on what can work for you. Again sperimenting different things is the way to go!

Idk if there count as unpopular opinions on productivity but I'll list some of my opinions on the matter and you can decide for yourself:

Your productivity does not determine your value nor your success.

Pulling all nighters and working for 10 hours straight is unhealthy. You need rest. You need moments in which you focus on other things. Schedule time for your hobbies. Meet with friends. Eat foods that fuel your body and soul, it's a source of joy. Create an healthy schedule. It is fundamental. You should never ever deny your needs for studying, it's not worth it.

It's better to take one or two weeks more to finish something than to pull an all nighter or other unhealthy things i mentioned above.

There is no shame in taking your time to do things and there is no shame in taking your time to figure out what works for you study wise. When i started uni i took well over a year to figure out how i needed to study and it started working well after like two years and it's okay. Because i had to learn that by myself with trial and error and if i didn't do that i wouldn't be here now with the perfect study method for me personally.

Nothing will come out perfect on the first try. Do not let it discourge you. Have fun learning. Mistakes are good. They mean you tried and they are there to give you direction for the future. Do not let anyone tell youcthey should be a source of shame.

There's probably more stuff i could mention but my brain is fried after a long day so this is a good start. The last thing i want to tell you is an advice on how you could approach ypir new studyblr adventure. It is how I started using it and how I continue to use it, I am not saying it is the way to go but it has worked positively for me so I thought I'd share it. I started this side blog during the pandemic because I felt unmotivated by studying, I felt like I wasn't doing enough and had a lot of guilt about that. I decided to use this little corner of the internet as a journal, but most importantly as a daily reflection on my productivity. What I thought would be a goal to push myself harder ended up being just a place of reflection in which each day I realized how much I accomplished without realizing. Writin my little daily lists of thinga I have done isn't a way to push myself in the morning, it's a way to sit down at the end of the day and reflect on where my energies went that day and more often than not I am surprised at how much I did, when I thought I had a mediocre day. I really recommend taking time to reflect on your productivity this way. And I also encourage everybody to include self care acts in their productivity lists. Taking care of yourself is an act of productivity, so the fact that you took time to cook your favourite meal counta as productivity, taking a break to go for a walk or to listen to some music that gives you joy is productivity, because you are recharing yourself. Imagine yourself like a phone or any other tech object. If you let the battery die it takes so long to recharge completly. If you keep an eye on the battery, your battery, you can do things to recharge you before you shut down. You can't expect to always be at 100% but you should never push yourself below a certain percentage of battery.

I think i have rambled enough. If you feel like asking more questions or anything my inbox is always open, and I would be happy if you left me a message if you try any of these things or if you find your study balance. I am cheering for you. Good luck and i hope you'll have a good time in this little corner of the internet. I hope it can be a place where productivity and studying can be fun and exciting without pressure, because that's what it should be imo. Hopefully in this huge wall of text there is some sort of answer to your questions or something that might help. Take care of yourself anon and have a lovely day!

[dearclickclack]

ClickClack, as the alpha male who managed to rizz up the God of Love, how do I get a date? I keep telling females that I am a nice guy but they always go for the hot guys who treat them like shit! How do I make hot girls love me, Sensei?!? -AnimeLover92

Dear AnimeLover92,

"...Is that how the press talks about it?" Click Clack wonders to themself. They decide to question the legitimacy of this title later.

"Ahem. Have you ever heard the saying 'comparison is the thief of joy'?" Click Clack asks. "It may be the stuff of greeting cards and classroom posters nowadays, but there's a reason it was so popular in the first place. You can say you're a nice guy all you want, but all I know about you is that you claim to not be like these other men - and I don't even know what they're like!" Our god folds his arms across his chest, looking down at the asker with a stern yet compassionate expression. "What is it that you have to offer these women? How would you make them happy? With your looks? Your intelligence? How you treat your fellow man? Put yourself out there using what you like about yourself, not what you hate about other people."

[Suddenly, the God of Storytelling's face softens, and he casts a bashful glance to the floor. His painted cheeks glow a soft pink. It seems our god is recalling a fond private memory...]

"To be completely honest with you, AnimeLover92... I may never understand how I got so lucky." The god sighs. "Sure, I've got my wits and my... how did Mina put it? Big, squishy cuddle body? But Thespius - he could have any pudgy consummate professional he wanted, and he chose me. He chose to entrust his tender heart to me, to let me love and cherish him after decades of dancing around our feelings! I can think of no greater honor...."

The devoted god practically snaps back to standing upright, their eyes burning with a freshly ignited vigor. "And that's exactly my point! Love is not a reward, but a promise, a privilege! When someone gives their love to you, they're trusting that you won't hurt them for it. And if you want to keep that love, you must prove them right!" Our god's voice booms, before they fall back on their chair with a sigh.

"...But, y'know," they add. "Probably work on yourself first."

[sunflowergem]

I am still on my Sonic the Hedgehog bullshit. I got to see the live movie in English and Japanese during vacation this winter and it has not helped anything. Although these sketches are from before that so some things are out of date. There's a good couple of details that need to change as I've thought about how the world works that I've been building and thought more about group dynamics and such.

These are some additional characters that have popped up. I have so many OC's now😭 I've been cooking hard on the world building and actually ended up doing some rough draft work on the first chapter of a fan fiction for it so look forward to some of that eventually

So in case it's a little bit hard to read these folks are as follows plus some info

Pitt the Panda, Germ the Possum, Rover the Shark, and (not pictured since they were a recent addition to this group) Bones the Velociraptor make up The Harbingers. They are an additional music group at the same music company (Harmony Music Agency=HMA) as Three of a Kind (Spade, Clover, and Diamond's group name). They each have a particular music style they are best at, not sure what their like main style of music would be yet.

Star the Hedgehog is Clover's father and is the headmaster of one of the largest magic academies in their world. Was aming for an excentric wizard/superstar vibe. Not too happy with his anatomy, looks too noodley to me rn but hey rough drafts乁⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠o⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠ㄏ

Last is some of the folks from HMA. Shield the Cobra, Taxy the Chinchilla, and Poppy the Capybara. Shield is the manager and taxi is the publicist for the three of a kind and the harbingers. They work the closest with the groups and act as kind of pseudo-secondary parents to be honest. Taxi and shield are also married to each other and not pictured here but they have a little snake kiddo named Bow. The groups always adore when Bow gets to come to work with his parents. Poppy is the president of the entire agency. So he doesn't have as much interaction with them but I'm picturing like Mayor from Townsville vibes.

So yeah add these to the list of folks that can also be asked about at this point whenever I post like ask list or if anyone gets interested and wants to just stick some questions in.

If you want to feel free to do this but if not totally ignore but here are some tags @evocationwriter @ahiddenpath @nowonderi-nc and if anyone else wants to hop on please do. I am now going to try and shut down for the night cuz I kind of feel like I'm getting a cold and I have to go to work tomorrow. Hopefully I'm just tired 😩

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by the lovely @andrigyn last week, tysm 💕

No. What he truly despised—what he loathed more than the man himself—was the undeniable truth that they had once been close enough for this to even be possible. That once—long ago, in a life he could scarcely remember—they had stood side by side. That he had been foolish enough to work with a man like this. That he had trusted him. That the remnants of it lingered still, clinging to them both like a ghost that refused to be purged.

I had hoped to have some art but uhhhh, apparently the writers curse is very very real, this week has been an absolute mess and the "most progressed" WIP I have is a dark blob. Sooooooo here's a bit of the next chapter that I edited in my lunch break skyxkskss

No pressure but if y'all would like @flamemittens @elinorbard @defira85 @quacaserous @beecreeper

[crimeronan]

with the pain scale poll making the rounds on chronic illness tumblr, i DO want to add the caveat that you Generally Should Not use that scale with unfamiliar doctors.

like, if you gotta go to urgent care or the ER for something related to your illness. Do Not Use A Reasonable Scale.

on the scale i wrote, a 5 (exact middle of the scale) means, "i am actually crippled from this pain and unable to live my life normally, BUT i retained the ability to drive here and walk inside unassisted."

PEOPLE WITHOUT CHRONIC ILLNESS REPORT THAT AS A 10.

for the majority of people without chronic pain, ANY pain that's significant enough to go to urgent care counts as a 10. i've been reliably told by EMTs and paramedics and nurses that they often get answers of "11" or "700" when asked to rate between 1 and 10.

when a doctor hears you say 5, they think, "ah, so this pain is mild and not distressing. it's just a little annoying." ie: about a 2 on the scale i wrote.

always, always, ALWAYS up your estimate by 3 or 4 points when you're interacting with a new doc. you MUST communicate, "this is urgent and needs urgent attention."

assume everyone else gives a 10 when they've badly pulled a muscle in their lower back. adjust your estimate around that.

[glassedplanets]

a few months ago giffy was like "haha hear me out, what if tattoo au" and then we blacked out and talked about nothing else for like three weeks

[houseswife]

I love how neferiously hugh laurie delivered his lines in that 5x1 scene where house is blackmailing wilson. because the dialogue could’ve been conveyed in a manner that was obviously facetious and unserious (like the way RSL was playing the scene: “You’d jeopardise a patient—? 😒🙄) but he literally chose to go “If it keeps you here😈👹” in the most deadass, diabolical tone. so the result is that we have house sounding like a genuine psychopath as he threatens to let a woman die and then wilson proving he’s an even BIGGER one by responding with, like, mild exasperation at best. 10/10 dynamic no notes

[tj-crochets]

Crafting forecast has changed! Some local organizations are looking for, well, a lot of things for disaster relief, but the one I can help with is the request for baby blankets so I am switching into baby blanket mode for I don't know how long