#but i will be stubborn and read it in game

[jinusajas]

07/16/25; 08:45pm

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ lads au - vampire lads ]

[ when they’re addicted to the scent of your blood ]

notes: this is very much partially inspired by my once deep love for the insane mangas known as vampire knight and midnight secretary. i read them when i was a teen and was once so obsessed with zero kiryu 😭

warnings: p-riod sex for zayne’s and xavier’s, please do not perceive me 🙂‍↕️

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sylus was ready to turn in for the night, slowly taking off his suit when he heard his door open. he immediately stiffens, recognizing that lingering scent.

the sweet scent of your essence wafting off of your skin-

the way he could hear the blood pumping through your veins, crying out to him-

everything culminated together in the worst possible way, with you somehow managing to sneak into his quarters without his knowing. fire burned down his throat when he sees you standing so perfectly still for him, dressed in a sheer nightgown that left little to the imagination.

“i thought i told you to sleep in your own bed.” the onychinus leader manages to rasp out to you, clearing his throat as his hands unconsciously claws at the base of his neck.

you shake your head, already loosening your nightgown when you allowed the sheer material to fall from your form and pool beneath your ankles. sylus’s eyes darken in response to your nakedness, making your natural scent even more prominent to him as it seemed to permeate at the air.

“i thought we had a deal, sy. i was only meant to be kept by your side as your blood bag.” your eyes were dangerously sinful, giving him a come hither motion with your hands as you walked backwards, not stopping until you were settled on top of his mattress. “and it’s been far too long since you last fed from me.”

he lets out a growl of your name, using his evol to warp closer to you within seconds. his large hands spread your legs even further for him, yet you could detect the trembling in his form, “you don’t know what kind of dangerous game you’re playing, kitten.”

sighing, you open your legs wider for him, allowing him to smell the sweet scent of your arousal as the tip of his nose inhales you, tongue darting out to taste the ambrosia between your legs.

“i could drain you, kitten.” he licks a casual stripe up your slick heat, lazily tracing at your outer lips while basking in your shudders. instinctively, you put your hands in his hair, slowly moving your aching cunt up and down his lips, “what if i told you… i don’t mind dying in your arms tonight?”

immediately, sylus removes his face from between your legs, arms encircled around your body in a possessive manner. he leans down to whisper in your ear, “don’t you dare toss aside your life so carelessly like that ever again.”

his erection was straining against the front of his pants, making your breathing hitch each time it brushes against your inner thigh. a deep chuckle was heard coming from him when he lifts up your chin. “my eyes are up here, kitten.”

you could feel the heat blossoming within your veins as your heart raced, the change in your demeanor not going unnoticed by him. “you have no idea how addicting and sweet your blood is to me…”

he keeps an arm wrapped around your waist, adjusting his pants so that they were completely off of him while pulling down his silk boxers, revealing his thick girth to you. “but perhaps what i need more than your blood is your heart, kitten.”

with a startling accuracy, sylus shoves his cock within your scorching heat, making you cry out to him. his cock perfectly split open your walls for his taking as he hides his face within the curve of your neck. “i thought it would be best to keep my distance from you,” he tells you with a dark chuckle, “yet it seems that your stubbornness was enough to break through my defenses.”

he kept sucking at your skin, finding your pulse point as you let out a sharp keen of his name. wanting nothing more than to enhance your pleasure, he gently bites down into your neck, allowing your sweet blood to coat at his lips as he filled you with pleasure.

once he had taken enough of your blood to satiate his thirst, he gently uses his evol to heal his bite marks, managing to pick you up as you were now settled on his lap. your expression was twisted into that of pure, hedonistic pleasure, riding sylus’s dick with an enthusiasm that takes his breath away.

“you mean more to me than you realize, sweetheart. and i’d rather keep you by my side than drain you as my next meal.”

zayne was drunk off of the lingering scent of your blood.

being so close to you, he was always able to notice when it was that time of the month for you.

yet despite his best efforts to keep a reasonable distance away from you, there were times when your surging hormones made you needier than usual-

and when those moments came, zayne found his own self control slipping away from him.

which was what put him in this very position-

with your wet and needy cunt (coated in the scent of blood) descending down on his rigid cock, the doctor swore that every vampiric instinct he tried to hide was slowly slipping away from him. all he could focus on was how wet and warm you felt around him as the addicting scent of your blood fills at his nostrils.

as you kept bouncing yourself on his cock, he could see how your juices mixed in with your blood as it made a mess out of his cock. instead of feeling disgust at the sight-

zayne felt a surge of adoration coursing through him.

“ngh… zayne…” as you kept bouncing up and down his shaft, you grab his hand and lead it towards your chest, “t-touch me…! partake in my blood p-please! i n-need you to feel good t-too!”

“you already are making me feel good.” zayne admits to you with a groan, hiding his face within the curve of your neck while giving one of your tits a squeeze, “but… you do smell divine.”

with those last words, zayne allowed his restraint to crumble-

nudging his nose against the side of your neck, his tongue gently darts out to find your pulse point, groaning when he feels the blood rushing even faster within your veins. entirely focused on you, he places his canines over your pulse point before piercing through your skin.

your wanton moans echo throughout the room as zayne basks in the sheer taste of you-

knowing that he would never be able to resist you even when he knew that what he was doing was a sin.

midnight had long since fallen, yet you were basking in what had to be the most depraved behavior you had ever consented to.

as you lay back in bed, your nails kept gripping at the sheets below you, face immediately heating up each time you felt some movements hidden beneath your blanket with your boyfriend settled between your thighs.

your lover taking his time to devour your heat was nothing new-

but the fact that you were also on your period made you feel more embarrassed than usual.

despite your best efforts in trying to hide how needy you felt (with your cunt clenching each time you saw xavier) you knew that you could never hide anything from him.

as you both got ready for bed, xavier immediately takes a spot between your legs, not even bothering to remove the blankets. when you tried to push him away, xavier merely keeps your head still. “you already know what i am and what your blood does to me, so why not allow me to enjoy this?”

the way his voice darkens with desire was enough to seduce you, completely succumbing to his whims as you allowed him to strip you out of your shorts and panties, mouth already covering your aching sex as he lapped up everything you had to offer.

with a few pumps of his fingers and the way his tongue was felt swirling around you, you came into his awaiting mouth just moments later. letting out a grunt of your name, xavier tosses aside the blankets, and you realize that he was now fully naked.

“when did you take off your c-clothes?” you let out a soft moan when xavier grabs you by the ankles, tracing his cockhead against your pussy lips while shaking his head. “it doesn’t matter.”

with those last words, xavier pushes into your heat, as you arch your back against the bed while he sets a rapid pace deep within you-

making you cry out when you realized that xavier would do anything to soothe your needs.

rafayel had you pinned against the wall, your back facing him as he greedily inhales your scent.

“your scent… the way i can feel your heart racing for me… pumping your sweet blood throughout those veins…” the vampiric lemurian trails off, as if drunk from your mere presence. “i can’t get enough of it.”

“rafe- mmph!” rafayel cuts you off by placing a searing kiss against your lips, already grinding his clothed erection against the curve of your ass. distracting you with his kiss, he travels his slender hands down the waistband of your shorts, managing to push through your panties as he inserts a finger into your channel.

“ngh!” you break away from the kiss in response to his sudden intrusion, allowing him to pump his fingers in and out of you at a rapid pace. “that’s it, that’s my sweet princess.”

rafayel continues his sweet ministrations on you, not stopping until he felt your walls clenching around his digits in an almost vice-like grip. only when he was certain you had stained his hand with your juices did he reveal those sharp canines-

biting down on your neck as he groans at your pure taste. the pleasure he had given you added an extra layer of sweetness to your blood, and the lemurian was always greedy when it came to you.

rafayel takes another gulp of your blood before stopping, only taking just enough of your essence to satiate his thirst. after all, even if he was considered a monster by most-

you were what made him remember what love felt like.

and he wanted nothing more than to keep you forever by his side.

removing his hands from your shorts, he licks away at your juices that stained at his skin, slowly picking you up as you were still in a pleasure daze. letting out soft coos of your name, he reassures you, “you’re okay, i’ve got you, you just rest.”

taking you to his bed, he takes off your clothes, leaving you bare for him before taking you into his arms. he presses several kisses against your forehead, whispering promises of forever to you as you slowly fell asleep whilst in his embrace.

caleb was nothing short of being a beast each time his cock rams into you-

pressing you in a mating press with your blood still stained against his lips.

ever since you professed your love to the farspace colonel, you knew what he was from the start. his sudden aversion to sunlight and normal foods-

and the way he seemed almost eager to lick away the blood left over from your wounds-

you knew that caleb was no longer human, turning into something else in hopes of becoming stronger for the sake of protecting you-

but you caught on.

even when he pushed you away, you remained determined to stay by his side, already swearing to give him your blood just to keep his thirst at bay-

and in response, you had just awakened the monster in him.

unable to hold back his need for your blood any longer, caleb bites into your neck, invoking both pleasure and pain from deep within you as he greedily drank from you.

the vampiric colonel partaking in your blood had only lasted but a few seconds-

yet it was more than enough to make a surge of desire course through caleb’s veins.

he takes advantage of his strength, stripping you out of your clothes while tearing away at his own shirt and shorts. once you were both naked, caleb tosses both of your legs over his shoulder, impaling you with his cock before setting a rapid pace.

your eyes were blurred with tears, yet you could see the way his handsome features twist with pleasure for you-

your walls clenching when you saw his full lips still tainted with your blood.

with a low growl of your name, caleb fucks you even deeper into the bed, managing to make you cum so many times that you lost count. you were slowly getting sore, yet caleb showed no signs of stopping (his dick remaining rock hard even through your many climaxes.)

“ngh… caleb, it’s t’much!”

he merely shakes his head, leaning down to press a searing kiss against your lips, allowing you to taste your own blood against them. you moan in response, the sound making caleb pump his cock even faster inside of you.

“i’m nowhere near being done with you, babe. so you might as well sit back and enjoy the ride.”

end notes: h e l p my horn knee is showing ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ currently unedited, but i’ll make any changes once this is posted!!

｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ pls do not perceive me!

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[orellazalonia]

Helloo are requests open? if they are, requesting fluff with bucky barnes thank you!!

Hello there! Thank you for the request! There ended up being a tiny bit of hurt/comfort at the end and I did a family AU as well, hope you don’t mind. I also want to suggest keeping your eyes open for a future fic I’ll post soon called “Off Limits, Barnes” that’s entirely fluff and a bit longer! Regardless, I hope you enjoy and Happy reading!!!

She Already Chose

Summary: You set up a traditional doljabi ceremony for your daughter to choose her future path, laying out symbolic items for her to pick from; and what she ends up choosing matters more to you and Bucky than anything else. (Dad!Bucky Barnes x Mom!reader)

Word Count: 1.1k+

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Mornings in the Barnes household were a soft kind of chaos. It was the kind of chaos that was made of cereal spills, toddler babble, and Bucky’s quiet humming as he cleaned up the same mess for the third time in ten minutes.

The apartment wasn’t big, but it was home. Cozy, sunlit, and full of the kind of love that didn’t need much space to bloom. On the wall by the door hung a small framed photo of the three of you: your daughter on Bucky’s shoulders, laughing, with your arms around his waist and his hand covering yours. You’d taken it last fall during a trip upstate, leaves crunching under boots, and your daughter marveling at every squirrel like it was a mythical beast.

Bucky was the kind of dad who used his knife to slice apple wedges perfectly and let Lina paint all over it his metal arm like it was her personal art project. He carried her around with one arm like she weighed nothing; though, to be fair, to him, she probably didn’t.

You, on the other hand, were the glue that held it all together. Planning meals, scheduling appointments, kissing bumped knees and Bucky’s temple in equal measure when either of them got overwhelmed.

Your daughter, Lina, was two and in that wild stage where every emotion was at full volume. She was opinionated, affectionate, clever, and impossibly stubborn. A perfect little blend of you and Bucky. She got your eyes and Bucky’s dark hair. Her favorite game was hiding behind the couch with a plastic shield and “fighting bad guys,” a direct result of bedtime stories courtesy of Dad.

You’d both talked about doing something special for her second birthday, something cute.

“Doljabi,” You’d said one night, half-asleep against Bucky’s chest. “My parents did it with me. The baby picks an item and it’s supposed to hint at what kind of future they’ll have. It’s fun.”

He’d smiled at the idea, his hand stroking your back lazily. “What if she picks something weird? Like the TV remote?”

You’d snorted. “Then we get a very decisive couch potato. That still counts.”

So, you decided to plan it quietly without much fanfare. You wanted to see what caught Lina’s attention when no one was pushing her one way or another.

That morning, you woke up first. The apartment was quiet with Bucky’s even breaths brushing against your shoulder and your daughter still curled like a kitten in her room. You slipped out of bed and tiptoed into the living room, laying out the items carefully: a pencil, a paintbrush, a plastic stethoscope, a toy hammer, some fake money, a book, and a small replica of a shield keychain you’d found in a drawer. Just to make Bucky laugh.

You set them all on a soft woven mat on the floor, heart warm and fluttery with anticipation.

And right on cue, you heard them.

Bucky shuffled into the living room, hair tousled with your daughter perched on his hip like a sleepy little starfish and her cheek pressed against his shoulder.

“Good morning,” You greeted softly, eyes warm as you looked up at them.

Lina stirred at the sound of your voice, blinking slowly before looking over with a quiet, “Mommy?”

“Hey, sleepy bean,” You smiled. “Guess what? I made you a game.”

She perked up immediately, straightening in Bucky’s arms. “Game?”

Bucky rubbed at his jaw with his free hand, giving the mat a puzzled look as he wandered over. “What is all this?”

“What I mentioned before, doljabi,” You explained with a smile. “It’s not serious-serious, it’s just cute fun. Want to help?”

“I already am,” He muttered, but there was fondness in it as he gently set Lina down.

She toddled over to you, blinking at the lineup with the deepest concentration a two-year-old could manage. Her little brow furrowed.

You leaned closer, brushing her hair from her face. “Go ahead, love. Pick something.”

She hovered her hands over the pencil, then the paintbrush, and then the book. Her fingers almost brushed the stethoscope as she tilted her head at the shield.

And then, without a word, she turned around and marched right back into Bucky’s lap.

He blinked as she climbed into his crossed legs, curled against his chest, and let out a soft sigh like she’d just made the most important decision of her tiny life.

You stared. “Lina?”

She looked up at you and declared with toddler certainty, “I pick Daddy.”

Bucky froze.

You watched his shoulders rise with a deep breath, and then fall just slightly. Like if he relaxed too much, he might unravel.

“I–” He started, voice rough. “That’s not… on the mat.”

Lina clung to his shirt and snuggled into his neck. “Wanna be like Daddy,” She whispered.

Bucky’s hand slowly lifted to cradle her back, metal fingers brushing the hem of her pajama shirt. “She… picked me?” He asked you, like he didn’t believe it. Like she’d made a mistake. “She could’ve picked the book. Or the doctor thing. Or… anything else.”

You moved toward them, pressing your hand to his knee, your voice soft. “She did pick something. She picked who she loves, who she looks up to.”

He looked down at her; your daughter, his daughter, wrapped around him like a second skin, already dozing off again. Embracing her father with trust, warmth, and sleepy love.

“She shouldn’t want to be like me,” He whispered quietly, almost like he was ashamed to say it out loud. “Not with my past. Not with the stuff I’ve done.”

Your heart cracked in that familiar, achey way it always did when he spoke like that, when he forgot that he was more than what had been done to him, or what he’d been forced to do.

“She sees you,” You whispered, moving your hand up to cup his cheek. “Not the Winter Soldier or a weapon. She sees the man who wakes up early to make her pancakes shaped like cats. The man who wraps his arms around her when she’s scared. The one who reads her bedtime stories, even though you always cry at the ones with happy endings.”

He huffed a laugh, blinking fast. “That’s you that cries at happy endings.”

You smiled. “Fine. But she sees the man who stayed. Who shows up every day and never lets her go without love. That’s who she picked.”

He wrapped both arms around her, murmuring, “She deserves better.”

“She chose better,” You corrected. “She chose you.”

Lina let out a sleepy hum, patting his cheek. “Daddy warm.”

That did him. His eyes went glassy, and he let his head fall back against the couch cushion, arms tightening around her.

You leaned in and kissed his other cheek. “She’s always been a smart girl.”

And for the next few minutes, neither of you spoke. You just stayed there, your little family tangled together on the floor, surrounded by paintbrushes, pencils, plastic stethoscopes, and other items that would never matter as much as the man she chose to become her world.

Taglist: @yasmin12312 @herejustforbuckybarnes @eeveedream @wingstoyourdreams @figtreesandmoonlight @happygalaxymilkshake

[sofilovesanime]

Law Headcanons ⋆ ₊˚⊹

law x reader headcanons - lots of fluff, sfw, no use of y/n

- will nonchalantly carry out acts of service. mentioned a new food you wanted to try? It's on the table. need help with something? he’s quietly fixing it without a fuss. little things that show how he’s always paying attention and acts like it’s not a big deal.

- whenever you flirt or joke around, he never shows even a hint of blushing, yet when you get super close and feels your warmth besides him it's like he can't help it and becomes completely flushed.

- tries to be nonchalant when it comes to being affectionate, claims he doesn’t really need it but if you’re cuddling next to him and pulls away he’ll grunt and tell you to stay put while holding you slightly tighter. you know he wants to be clingy but has too much pride to admit it. (he’ll still be clingy tho, and when he’s finally asleep will refuse to let go, mumbling in his sleep)

- if you start tracing his tattoos carelessly, he’ll swoon over it—never admitting it, though, but he won’t want you to stop. he might even gently grab your hand to keep you going. such a simple touch makes him feel completely at ease, like all the tension just melts away.

- secretly loves when you come into his office to make him take a break. law will argue about how important this is, not just for him but for the whole crew but adores how you’re always looking out for him. after a while he’ll murmur “Tch. You’re insufferable.” but will soon break character and let you sit in a chair next to him while he rests his hand on your thigh, lazily trailing it every few minutes.

- bonus if it's really late at night when he’s so stubborn and refuses to go to bed so you’ll purposely sit on his lap with a smirk until he’s done

-he grumbles when it comes to leaving work but won't really hesitate much. It's mostly just to see your reaction, in a cheeky kind of way.

- He gets a kick out of watching how you react to his snarky jokes—tells them only with that purpose in mind, to see you flustered or laughing, never missing the chance to poke fun just to break the tension. It’s his way of staying close without saying too much, like a little game between you both.

- as soon as you’re leaving, either for a mission or just going out he says “Be careful.” as if it were a threat because “i love you” is too sappy for him. just like this, law had this unacknowledged feeling that made him compulsively make sure you’re out of danger. he’s lost too many people before so even if you don’t know it he’ll always be looking out for you.

- he won't be overly communicative, rarely making big declarations. but he'll quietly say things like "not bad" in that steady voice of his, always calm while his hand rubs soft, slow circles on your back in the most gentle way. his words may be simple, still his actions speak louder, they tell you how he really feels

- he’d rather die than be caught staring at you (which he can’t seem to stop doing btw) to which you sometimes pretend to not notice just for him not to stop, otherwise he’ll turn around as fast as he can trying to hide that he’s starting to blush too.

- not a jealous type of person but he’ll casually drape his arm over your shoulder and subtly insert himself into the situation almost effortlessly, just enough to remind everyone that he is there.

- law is a great listener, and loves hearing your voice. he’ll encourage you to mumble about anything with a casual smile the more you talk about the most random things. in case you stop, he’ll ask “you were saying?” just for you to continue.

- doesn’t enjoy pda at all, and wont engage in it. nonetheless if he ever senses that you’re feeling anxious or need reassurance of some sort he won't hesitate in quietly taking your hand encouraging squeeze.

tysm for reading 𖹭.ᐟ | ao3 | masterlist |

[epihlogue]

TEXT > HRH 💩: What do you think you’ll do with all of this newfound freedom then? Any big plans? TEXT > HRH 💩: Besides sending me flowers, I mean. TEXT > HRH 💩: No, I think you’ll find I’m too stubborn for that, sweetheart.

Alex could slip up too, but it was a test on his part, just to see if Henry reacted. If he ignored the remark, well, then two could play that game either way. He didn’t know entirely what to make of this newfound friendship. Was it friendship? Or would Henry try for more. June seemed to think he was, but Alex did have his doubts. Besides, a prince could go for any number of people, even more so now that he was out and proud. Why would Henry be interested in him of all people?

TEXT > HRH 💩: 8 is early for me, don’t you be a mother hen about it. TEXT > HRH 💩: Nuh uh, nope. If you’re still up in an hour, it’ll be well past 3 in the morning for you. TEXT > HRH 💩: Go to sleep, Henry.

He was, oddly touched by Henry’s statement. He ended up ‘hearting’ the comment, feeling a little overwhelmed still with all of the current new communication. Alex didn’t have much in the way of friends, though he knew people would be surprised by that. There was Nora and by obligation, June. And he was often too busy with classes, homework and helping with campaign stuff to bother with outside friendships and relationships these days.

After his paper was done late into the night, Alex did look up a few things he thought Henry might like in the way of books. He knew the man liked to read. When his mothers team had insisted he sort out cake gate he’d been sent a file on Henry, useless now as they didn’t have to meet up anymore, but he remembered bits and pieces he’d learned. He found some fancy editions of Jane Austen and had them sent via where the letter and flowers had come from in the first place, hoping they made their way to the prince when he'd sent them

[smokin-salmon]

Fuck it. *Makes the old woman cry*

[expedition33]

actually am i the only person who finds it so fucking weird that varric of all people was the one to die for solas. like. varric? varric??? they didn't even get along half the time lmao... like there's an entire part of cole's arc where him and solas are diametrically opposed and whoever "wins", the other is very much not happy about it. what the fuck happened between trespasser - where varric is literally viscount of kirkwall and kinda fucking busy with that!! - and suddenly him giving this much of a shit about solas????

okay, yeah, he's in the comics. okay, yeah, he's working for the inquisition in the comics. but honestly

i'm gonna be so for real, i don't really think i'm going to listen to the comics when this is apparently a plot thread in knight errant lmao. VARRIC got an invitation to SEBASTIAN'S birthday party?? varric, the guy who literally hated sebastian???? who would be hated by sebastian, in turn, especially if hawke saved the mages - which i'm 99% sure is what happens in bioware's canon? so like???

i dont know. it's just so weird. varric being in inquisition makes sense. cassandra forces him into it, there's a lot going on, man he just works here. whatever. but his role in TV just does not to me. him choosing, apparently, Apparently, after this, to continue with the inquisition, when he's busy being viscount (and hates it, yeah, sure, but he's still doing it because kirkwall is his home) and doesn't really care about solas except now he DOES, actually, to the point that when he is confronted with solas actively doing the ritual he's supposed to stop, he thinks he can talk him down. when EVERYTHING he knows about solas points to the opposite. he knows he is stubborn and obstinate and yeah, he cares, but that is why he is doing this. he knows solas cares to a fault. knows he will do anything to fix what is apparently a wrong by his own hands.

so why talk to him? why DIE for him? varric is smart. varric knows people (or so he thinks). that's his entire fucking schtick. you're gonna look me in the eye and tell me he's gonna sacrifice his life for SOLAS?????

it's so weird man. i don't even know if any of this made sense. but it's so weird to me.

[dropthedemiurge]

[rolls up my sleeves] And I'm back with my regular corner of yelling how you got everything right and sharing all the unnecessary tiny details about this amazing show~ I'll try to mostly add things you didn't point out - in case you haven't noticed or thought too much about them - so I won't end up repeating everything you said and making this post twice as long lol

Could they end up having to wait on each other at some point?

I have no idea how you got this from the Little Prince quote (I probably need to read the book) but you latched onto this question and kept repeating it and damn, if this is intentional by authors - that's incredible, because that's exactly what happens!

Fun fact: I don't remember the novel specifically when it comes to picking apricots - we might have to ask @sid-the-sandwich - but in the novel, Myungha and Yeowoon do go to pick apricots at some point, and it's an illegal thing in Korea that local grandmas do for community and fun (and because apricots are just there and no one's eating them!!) and Myungha and Yeowoon had to run away from police lol Not sure if it has specific symbolism and meaning, or it was chosen by authors as an activity that would be assumed important for a grandma (and it could mean Yeowoon actually went to steal some apricots to make Myungha's grandma happy like a big independent boy he was)

I actually didn't think that it had also a subtle message of Myungha thinking negatively out of them all (he's always the one so brave and looks nonchalant, ready to tackle on any problem, stubborn his way into the thickest walls, but surprisingly he cries easier than you'd think and tends to think negatively, especially when it comes to himself. My heart hurts when I think of Myungha, for real...) Thanks for pointing this out!

But here we are, with Myungha now running through the green doors. This hallway isn't pleasant looking though. Are we back in a maze?

There was one moment that I really love that makes his running after the system error feel more unsettling - Myungha stops quickly in front of the hospital mirror - and you can't see him. He can't see himself. This was already hinting at him being/causing the "error" and disappearing from this world for a short time. Just like there was a deliberate camera choice in Episode 8 when Myungha wrote the change with the pen and ran out of his room after "being deleted", with only door being slammed and sounds heard, but the actor wasn't seen at all. Adding all the dutch angles and cuts - the camera director and editors really knew what they were doing.

(hiding further comments under read more)

Offtop to talk about Myungha being forced to choose between Yeowoon and grandma: I wonder what theory you have, why Sunbae made him go through this? I personally have two theories which contradict each other but it's still fun to think over any of them.

(kind of a dark one, you can skip if you don't feel like thinking about death in gaming terms) Myungha was currently in the middle of drowning, and when the brain fights for the life, maybe it behaves just like a PC when it's lacking resources - it would glitch, and ask for more memory, and you just need to delete something in order to stabilize the system, actually - maybe the remains of Myungha's consciousness couldn't focus on all the things the more time (and episodes) went on so the system errors started, and him refusing to let go made his dying brain overwork even more, hence reducing to only 15 days possible to "live" through.

Sunbae asked Myungha to write down questions to the answers, and all the missions so far have been connected to making Myungha happy, to make him discover and learn how to love himself and get unstuck from the depressive live he's been stuck in for the past years and past world. Maybe a forced choice to pick between grandma and Yeowoon to Myungha would mean "choosing to keep latching onto someone that was already gone/was connected to grief" (Grandma, Myungha's past) and "choosing to let go of the past and move on to live a new life" (Yeowoon, Myungha's future). Yes, it was brutal, and I'm glad Myungha didn't choose, but this theory would make sense why kind yet strict Sunbae would make him go through this.

About conversation in the water with Sunbae - I love your thoughts about silhouettes and why they matter! I just noticed you keep asking about 'not parting on good terms' when Myungha broke up with Yeowoon, and this game mechanic was kind of confusing, so:

(Flashback of Myungha talking with Sunbae before) Between "be together until the very end, but suffer" and 'amicable early break up' Myungha used to choose the last one. Because he didn't really love or felt love, he avoided suffering, he couldn't imagine suffering in the name of love. If you part on good terms then that's the best choice, right? (just like Myungha in the original world parted with Choi Jinjo - who is Yeowoon's company rep as well btw, yes ;))

But now, when facing the same choice - only falling deeply in love with Yeowoon, Myungha immediately changed his answer to 180. Be together with Yeowoon until the very end (for 14 remaining days) and then die and disappear, making them both suffer. Or break up right now, part on good terms, restore 100 days but Yeowoon will become cold and distant again (and he'd be the only one alone and sad). Of course, now Myungha chose the "Yeowoon's happiness and my death" (and our love) option. So the game still only gave him 14 days. Parting on good terms and restoring from the last savepoint with 100 days wasn't an option anymore! Myungha already made his decision and game accepted it.

Myungha only decided to break up with Yeowoon later, like 3 days before the deadline, because everything kept being doomed and Yeowoon said he was unhappy, and Myungha ran out of options and any hope, and instead of communicating and relying on Yeowoon, he resorted to the last possible attempt he could imagine (but it already was not a game option to bring any positive effect or let them stay in good terms because Myungha didn't sacrifice Yeowoon's feelings). And now I made myself sad again.

So you're telling me that the GIF I discounted as a spoiler because it's likely he was going to say "I love you" at some point was made when YEOWOON COULDN'T HEAR IT!!!!

Lol I feel so bad that this was the spoiler you got!! Yeah, definitely wouldn't expect this gif to have such an angsty context, right?:'))

Yeowoon saying "I Love You" triggers another system error. Why? It's possible the system errors are related somehow to Myungha and his emotions. But I'd have to go back and track when each of them happened.

Yeah, here on tumblr we had the same theory!! I think the first system errors don't really track, but for this episode definitely System Error is triggered every time Yeowoon said "I love you" to Myungha (and we also got Myungha's pov camera!), as if game system is tightly connected to Myungha (it is) and his conscience simply could not believe each time this is possible. Someone says they love you, and your world glitches and threatens to break apart because that's surely not real - how freaking devastating this is? Myungha's depression state is just. Sob. Let's not think too hard about this.

Arrows pointing in two opposite directions. One of them with water.

I DID NOT NOTICE THIS OH MY GOD, not the water poster?? ohhh

Hmm, I went back to see Yeowoon talk with company rep but neon sign can't really be seen fully. I think it says something about beauty, maybe a beauty shop? Anyway, doesn't feel relevant (although the girl is pretty xD)

As a side note, I know it's not important, but the neon sign in the back apparently says "mountain church" according to my translation app.

It definitely is a church. Korea has sooo many churches everywhere (I have 3 churches right next to my house for no reason??) and funny thing is, big churches like in Seoul usually have huge neon signs. Like NEON RED CROSS. Feels hellish when you walk at night, tbh.

Myungha is at Yeowoon's? With a gift?

Just to clarify this a little bit - you probably just didn't focus on it, but let me gather everything in this post anyway: Remember when dad yelled at Yeowoon about money and broke his piggy bank and left? He left with Yeowoon's sport medals in hands (that he won over the years in competitions) to exchange them for some alcohol money. And Myungha "saw this" so he used the money he earned (I think because of one mission) so he went back to the pawn shop and got Yeowoon's medals back, which he brought in that bag.

That's why Myungha says his confused 'Yeowoon, this is your effort, your achievements (I thought you'd be happy if I brought them to you, I sacrificed myself)' and Yeowoon answers angrily "Did I ask you to?" (why do you do everything on your own, why don't you rely on me) Yeowoon's medals is like a physical proof, or a reason for them to have this very needed conversation that's been brewing over the last few episodes. I don't know why the show didn't point Myungha specifically buying back Yeowoon's medals that his dad stole more clearly but many people miss that.

Couldn't he just write down "Make Yeowoon happy"? I mean, I know that undermines the entirety of the show.

I honestly laughed out loud when I read this at my work, ngl xDD

Well... It kind of does undermine everything, right? Which leads to another punishment by the game when Myungha refuses to choose himself, and his love, and Yeowoon, and decides to give everything up. Make Yeowoon happy because I don't think I can, I don't think I'm worthy.

Just like he gave up on his life once, this is his second time giving up and 'dying' and regretting it again. That's why, I think, writing 'Make Yeowoon happy' makes him disappear, and not because in game point of view, Myungha disappearing would make Yeowoon happy. Because game was never logical and objective, it was always there to help, guide Myungha and teach him a lesson.

I kept laughing when reading about Myungha being a penguin xD Because honestly, I never noticed any penguins in this show but this is so adorable.

The signs on the stairs are interesting. "Stay hungry, stay foolish". "If you can dream it...". Doesn't really matter....the entire floor and walls are cracking.

This is actually typical to Korean schools, they have encouraging quotes on the stairs - just wise sayings, or quotes from famous people, etc. So I don't know how deliberate was this placing, or did the authors just film with the existing stairs quotes. I wrote about them here (and it has other details that you probably should read in the post so I won't have to write about them all again in my comments about Episode 8 and annoy everyone any longer :D)

Phew. That was fun. See you in the next post :D

Catching Up: Love for Love's Sake (Ep 7)

Other Reacts: Ep 1 Ep 2 Ep 3 Ep 4 Ep 5 Ep 6

(As a reminder, I have the tags blocked to try and prevent spoilers.)

So the last episode decided to be RUDE and end on the impossible choice of saving Yeowoon or Grandma. Which left me choosing to forego sleep so I could at least see how that panned out.

But first I had to stretch. And while I stretched and snacked, my mind wandered to my latest fixation -> Moon and Dust and all of the Little Prince references/parallels in it. And that prompted me thinking even more about the Little Prince quote in episode 6.

"If you come at four in the afternoon, I'll begin to be happy by three."

On the surface, it feels very appropriate to the feelings of joy in early dating. But as I have sat here snacking, I'm wondering....is this also predictive? This show is chock full of symbolic details so it just feels like there could be more to the quote.

Could they end up having to wait on each other at some point?

Not sure. I'm still trying to figure out exactly how that would work with my clown car that Myung-ha is in the water in the middle of a suicide attempt.

And I still haven't figured out how they're going to resolve the multiple worlds although I'm confident we're staying here in the end. But in The Little Prince, you could argue that the Little Prince sacrifices his physical body/being in one world so his spirit can rejoin his Rose in the other. Is that what Myung-ha ends up doing? That would support the idea of them being apart for a while. In that scenario, Yeowoon would have to wait on Myungha to return.

Note: It's quite possible that this is transference of my obsession with Moon & Dust and my recent re-read of The Little Prince. That has occupied a huge portion of my brain in recent weeks. I don't want my imp (in Moon & Dust) to die!

So stretch and snack break over, it's time to see how Myungha handles this choice. The timer is ticking.

We're also right back into symbolism. Grandma wants to go pick apricots. Fruits, like flowers, often contain a lot of symbolism.

Apricots have a wild amount of meanings, and they are very culturally specific. Generally positive, but it varies a lot. Also depends on if you are talking about the flower or the fruit. The flower has a ton of meaning in Korea. Like many of the other symbols in this show, they can be associated with resilience and new beginnings (spring). Don't hold me to this, but I think the fruit itself may be associated with longevity and used in medicine in Korea. I'll have to look it up later to confirm. But if that's the case, then it's interesting that Myungha's next line says "They've all fallen off the trees because of the rain." Because that implies time running out without picking the fruit. Similar to the fig tree story in The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, but in this case it's due to outside circumstances rather than indecisiveness.

This conversation between Myungha and his grandmother is simultaneously so sweet and sad.

Grandma knows her grandson. I always admire how BL grandmas give great advice on the spot. My brain wouldn't think of the right thing to say until 10 hours later. For better or worse, my children are very used to me saying "let me think about that".

I still don't have a good theory for who these messages are from. At one point I thought senior, but we get his messages in the "Error Reports". Messages from Myungha himself is still my best bet.

No surprise here. Myungha is now having to make choices. It's the whole reason I'm watching this episode instead of sleeping. 😅

It really is an impossible choice.

We pick up with Yeowoon and Myungha talking about the stalker incident. Yeowoon insists that he can handle his own affairs. It's critical to their relationship that they be on equal ground and care for each other so I love that Yeowoon keeps insisting that Myungha takes him seriously and treats him as an equal. I also love that Yeowoon now has additional people on his side like the company rep. For both of them, their network and support systems have expanded.

But I do not love the closing elevator doors as the choice interface prompts back up. Deleting the changes you made does NOT sound like a positive thing. Myungha isn't going to want things to return to how they were at any previous point really. There are no good previous save files here.

Remember when I said that the frame from the movie theater seemed like a hospital scene? This is it. This is also the reason that I don't trust any of the fluffy moments in this show. This show delights in bringing them back with a dose of pain. Things have went sideways, but we still have Myungha slumped over on a bench with the "coming soon" on the wall to his right. Time keeps ticking down.

Oooh. Interesting. The apricots are back. I really need to look up and confirm what they symbolize. But even without knowing specific meaning, it's telling that Myungha said they had fallen. He wasn't seeing hope or a chance to gather fruit. But Yeowoon still had "hope" of sorts. He was still able to gather fruit. With the dialogue of how he can handle things followed by things like this, I'm really beginning to think Yeowoon and his hope are going to be critical in solving the impending problems. Myungha tends to think more negatively.

We're down to less than a minute. No way that Myungha can choose between them. I'd be disappointed if he did. I really think it's an extra bit of cruel that he can see each of them dead. Like those are not the visions you want in your brain.

"I choose both."

But unfortunately, that's not how most games work. They're programmed. Unlike life, choices are set. Both wasn't an option.

So he incurs the consequence. His time is being deducted. And it's showing him what would've happened in that time? Is that what is occurring? What kind of hellish date montage is this.

From 247 days to 15?!?!

That's one heck of a penalty. But...both Yeowoon and Grandma are alive right? I can't say I'm upset about that part.

But we still have a system error? That can't be good, but the doors are green. Optimizing can be a positive thing. Although it typically means removing unnecessary components or streamlining processes. What's considered unnecessary here? We've already lost days. I'm going to be thinking on that....as I sleep. Sleep is very necessary, and I'm going to rest in the knowledge that both Yeowoon and Grandma are safe.

(Pause)

So I was told in the comments on the last post to make sure I watched episode 7 and 8 together. Between vacation and my big work project, that meant I had to wait almost a month before coming back to this show. I just haven't had a big enough chunk of time.

But here we are, with Myungha now running through the green doors. This hallway isn't pleasant looking though. Are we back in a maze? There is red again. He's in a stairwell with someone approaching. Do we go up or down?

Apparently neither. We're going back through the water. This conversation is interesting. Do you choose to break up and save yourself the pain or stay together longer even if it involves pain?

Country music song entered my head. "I could have missed the pain, but I'd had to miss the dance." And I'll be honest, I'm not going to dwell on this dialogue much at the moment. It would get way too personal too fast. But it doesn't surprise me that Myungha chooses to "break up". We've seen before that he tries to avoid pain. In some ways, he runs from it. He had started running towards Yeowoon instead of running away, but old habits and mindsets are hard to break.

I find it interesting that he's focused on "didn't you say we get to part on good terms?" I like how senior isn't making the choice for Myungha. He's saying things like "is it?" Making sure Myungha thinks about it, but he's not necessarily leading him in a particular direction.

The filming of this scene is fascinating to me. Yes, I will focus on that for now. We're seeing the silhouettes. This is an abstract conversation that's providing the outline. But it's an outline where Myungha can't see all of the details of what that really means. Senior's line "is it?" takes on more meaning in that context. Is that really the best option?

Holy hell. Of course he'll choose to sacrifice himself. I have strong feelings. I'm not sure exactly what they are at the moment. But they are strong. As in I want to smash all the keys on my keyboard level strong. It makes sense that Myungha would choose Yeowoon. He already tried to make a third option, and the game didn't allow it. I'm just going to hope that Yeowoon comes through with his apricots somehow and finds the magic door. He wouldn't want Myungha to sacrifice himself.

Myungha really didn't take a lot of time to make that decision. That one was easy for him.

Yeowoon is happily planning the future, and this feels like a more serious version of the vibe when Myungha and Kyunghoon were talking about college. Myungha knows he doesn't have time.

So you're telling me that the GIF I discounted as a spoiler because it's likely he was going to say "I love you" at some point was made when YEOWOON COULDN'T HEAR IT!!!! 😭😭😭 And Yeowoon has no clue what's going on. I'm having keyboard smashing feelings again.

I do wonder if he'll start to pick up on Myungha's mood though.

Lol. Yeowoon is pouting. "I wanted to be alone with you." Sorry, you're having a party with our friends...complete with the video game music. It feels like a while since we heard that music, but let's be real -> I've spread this watch out over so many months at this point that I have no idea which episode I heard it in last.

The bickering kills me every time though. "That's why Myungha likes me (and not you)."

OMG. Complete with sticking the tongue out! I love this relationship, and the pettiness between them. I'll fully admit that I got in a lot of trouble on more than one occasion when I was younger for sticking my tongue out at people. Is this also when I admit though that I'd have no idea how to grill the meat? It's the reason I've never ordered anything with a tabletop grill at a Korean/Asian restaurant.

While I love that our quad is having another shared meal together, I don't love that this feels like Myungha saying goodbye to them.

LOL. Sangwon stole the lettuce wrap.

Aww. We're at the picture from the intro. But unlike the intro, Myungha is staring at Yeowoon instead of the camera. His face isn't shown. That's interesting.

Cha Yeowoon is getting popular which means Myungha has earned a reward. He can change something. Intriguing. That feels powerful.

Yeowoon is precious, and Myungha has to be having big feels. Because Yeowoon is basically saying bad things always happen to those around him. If Myungha dies, where does that leave Yeowoon. "Good terms" doesn't necessarily mean they're both happy afterwards. Actually, it could mean Yeowoon is still devastated.

"But I only have you. Never leave my side." 😭😭😭

This conversation got deep. Yeowoon doesn't think Myungha likes him, because he still doesn't rely on him. These conversations have to be ripping Myungha apart. The tears in his eyes are going to rip me apart. Yeowoon won't be having an easy time either though. It has to feel like Myungha is putting walls up.

Yeowoon saying "I Love You" triggers another system error. Why? It's possible the system errors are related somehow to Myungha and his emotions. But I'd have to go back and track when each of them happened. It'd work for the two in this episode at least.

This is a great shot. Myungha sitting underneath the label of the high school. Arrows pointing in two opposite directions. One of them with water.

Myungha is granted a magic pen. I thought there may be writing on it, but I can't see it clearly.

Myungha has a fever. Sangwon helps him. Meanwhile, Yeowoon is meeting with the company rep. He agrees to be the brand model. Anyone know what the neon sign in the back says? I'm assuming it's just the name of a place, but neon signs always make me curious. This one has the window bar blocking it though so I can't translate.

Yeowoon is learning that Myungha is playing a role in this agreement. And...that's got to feel in some ways like Myungha going behind his back and not letting him take care of his own business. The business he specifically asked to be allowed to take care of himself.

Yeowoon is going to join a competition on August 14. That definitely seems like it's after Myungha would "die". (Note: I'm not accepting that currently.) Giving the competition a date feels purposeful.

Yeowoon is looking in on Myungha's desk. I'm having flashbacks of episode 1. Where Myungha was looking for Yeowoon initially but Yeowoon wasn't there. That resulted in Myungha running to save Yeowoon. But apparently the reverse isn't happening...yet. Boo. I still think it will at some point. It just makes narrative sense.

Sangwon isn't at school. LOL. Yeowoon still didn't have Sangwon's number. I make no judgment there.

We're running! It did happen. But he didn't find Myungha.

Yeowoon only found bars. He is definitely being kept out of the loop and blocked out of Myungha's decision making. I'm distracted by the fruit tree in the garden.

Myungha is at Yeowoon's? With a gift? After Yeowoon has been searching for him all day and couldn't get a hold of him? I'm not sure that I'd be angry in Yeowoon's position, but it feels like something that a lot of people would be angry about. And Yeowoon is angry.

Oh. I hadn't thought about that implication. That's enough to make Yeowoon angry for sure. Because it's been the one thing he's wanted all along. And for it to seem like Myungha chose Sangwon over him? That's going to hurt.

Why do you always deal with everything on your own?

Yeah. I'm not touching this dialogue right now either. But it's powerful. Emotions are complex. Relationships are complex. There's often layers and multiple things can be true at once. As a side note, I know it's not important, but the neon sign in the back apparently says "mountain church" according to my translation app.

Yeowoon: "I think I'm really unhappy."

Ooof. That was Myungha's mission. That's WHY he made his choice was because it was supposed to mean Yeowoon's happiness. But he had only seen the outline. The silhouette. And Myungha didn't see everything that was within those lines when he made that choice.

There are so many great shots and frames within this show. The way Yeowoon is trapped here while Myungha can't be seen at all as he's behind the wall.

Side note: The heart flower on the gift bag is really cute.

Myungha is back at Sangwon's. We see Myungha get the text about the competition. We've now seen it twice. It's important for some reason. Oh, this was a flashback. He bought him medals.

But I'm more focused on the clocks that all show different times. Same place, but different times. Is this like The Little Prince quote? Hmm. It doesn't look like any of them show 3 or 4. Reinforces my thought that one of them may have to wait on the other. Unless, it's really just time ticking down. But in that case, there would be no need for the multiple clocks. I'll keep thinking on this one.

Myungha is stewing. Yeowoon is stewing.

Myungha is spiraling really. "Who am I to think I could make you happy?" Oh boy. Um. Red alarm. Red alarm. That phrase has all kinds of self-loathing in it.

Days are ticking down. Yeowoon is still running. He's no longer in the blue shoes. He had them on a minute ago as Myungha looked at him through the window, but no longer. No! Yeowoon is crying too. I hate it here.

SENIOR! How is this parting on good terms?!?! HOW?!

Yeowoon specifically asks Myungha to leave him alone and lets go of his hand. "I'm in agony" 😭😭😭

Myungha: "It's my fault." "Let's break up."

I'm weeping. Both of them are hurting so much.

Myungha has a lot on his mind, and his choices aren't easy. But Yeowoon is devastating me in this scene. He's begging to be loved. That was Yeowoon's dream. His drawing. To be loved by the people he loves. And he doesn't think Myungha loves him in the same way. He doesn't feel like he's enough for Myungha. But he's begging Myungha to let him love him anyways.

Ok, his voice breaking and lip quivering may have made me ugly sob. Him promising to not doing anything that Myungha doesn't want. I'm going to have to pause a minute.

(Pause)

Yeowoon saying I love you causes a system error again. Myungha walks away. 😭😭😭

Myungha is devastated too. Really, both of them were in a place where they didn't think they could make the other one happy. But so much of that had to do with the fact that they weren't communicating about the problems. I can't imagine how that conversation could possibly have went from Myungha's perspective. "So...I'm from a different world...." But it is true that he was not trusting Yeowoon.

Time left: 3 days; And a close up of the magic pen that is going to have to be put into use soon.

HOW DO WE RESOLVE THIS? What change could Myungha make that would "fix" things per se? I hesitate asking that, because I'm sure from Myungha's perspective it's something self sacrificial. As grandma said, he doesn't do a good job of thinking about himself.

Pen is opening, and that's an interesting transition.

Similar tone to the shot that stressed me out in episode 6. Reflection shot again. Can't see his feet at all. He's not grounded at the moment.

Will you use the "Original Author's Pen" on the character you chose? I'm confused. I'm assuming that means the pen is senior's. But this means he changes something about a character?

Yeah. The next frame says it's a "characterization" being changed and they'll be charged with your accumulated affection level. This feels like riddles. Because this was the reward. But it's the ability to do it that is the reward. The choice he makes still has a cost, but what exactly would "being charged" mean? Reduced health? The day count is already pretty low. Couldn't he just write down "Make Yeowoon happy"? I mean, I know that undermines the entirety of the show. But....it feels like an option here.

He starts to write "Cha Yeowoon" and then it cuts out and we see him close the pen.

Error/Settings Error. He's back in his room.

😒

I'm having not nice thoughts at the moment. What did our self-sacrificing hero do? I'm guessing that's why we didn't see him finish the sentence. Because writing "Make Yeowoon happy" or similar would not delete Myungha. Unless that was the cost? Hmm.

This feels like it goes back to that line of "Who am I to think I could make him happy?" I again don't know for sure what feeling I am experiencing, but it's one that makes me want to smash my keyboard. I'm probably supposed to feel sad right now, but I want to reach through the screen and wring Myungha's neck. He did something. SOMETHING STUPID AND SELF-SACRIFICING.

The question I guess will come down to...what did he actually write?

I find it interesting that his bowl is still left there. In both this scene and the one with his grandma/Yeowoon, his place setting is still there. So even if he's being deleted himself, the evidence of him existing remains? That feels important. I can't see the full quote on the bowl. It does look like a penguin on the cup. They typically symbolize love and loyalty. Resilience yet again. Actually, it's a really good symbol for Myungha as they also evoke selflessness and they are often associated with parenthood.

Myungha runs out of the room, and we see both globes within the narrow space that's left ajar. The door closes. Interesting. The door has closed on the two worlds?

I would be panicking, but I'm now fully latching on to the symbols. Penguins go on long journeys. They come back. The Little Prince came back. Plus, there's a whole episode left and I know there's at least one gif I haven't seen yet lol. That's cheating. I don't care.

No one can see Myungha. The server is damaged.

He remembers the buff from running into Yeowoon, but Yeowoon isn't answering calls.

Ok. So what did Myungha write? Because if he had wrote something like "make me disappear", it shouldn't be surprising to him that it happened. This feels like the being careful of your words thing all over again.

We're running. Always running in this show. He's trying to run towards Yeowoon. He asks where Yeowoon is. I find it interesting that Yeowoon can hear him even when no one else could.

Uh...........

The world is falling apart. I've ran out of screenshots. For the record, those two sentences are not connected.

The signs on the stairs are interesting. "Stay hungry, stay foolish". "If you can dream it...". Doesn't really matter....the entire floor and walls are cracking.

Myungha said to come to the rooftop. Yeowoon is running.

The sky is ripping itself apart into a night sky. There are no stairs down anymore. Yeowoon trips coming up and is bleeding.

Penguins. It'll be okay. Myungha is a penguin.

But this feels like an apocalypse. 🫣

"Cause of error is being deleted".

Myungha yells Yeowoon's name, but we end up with a splashing sound and Myungha falling while reaching. Presumably, Yeowoon didn't make it in time.

End episode.

Yeah, I can see why you said I need to watch both 7 and 8 together. My heart rate is up and I feel stressed.

WHAT DID HE WRITE?!?!?

[tired-shadow1]

So I have been playing through Limbus Company, and I was wondering where the classic Project Moon vertical difficulty spike was, as I was having a suspiciously easy time progressing through the game, well I'm on Canto 5 now and it's safe to say I have found it.

[kernkraftwerk-winden]

the glowing “orb” from eva’s world, boxy and bulky, was a hideous blight on the show and should have never made it past the writer’s room. it might as well have been shaped like a coffin, because the show was fucking dead as soon as it appeared. orbs should be round, period.

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

this is what your talking about?

the fact that what you hate specifically is the shape is making me cry. it's still baaasically a sphere. ish. i have never been more neutral on a subject, but your ferocious conviction is awe-inspiring and provocative. it might bring me around.

i never really liked the sphere as a concept. it's too technically advanced. the Apparatus is scifi and a time machine but still believably bulky and complicated not something you can just like...... put in your pocket. also the Apparatus had a vintage feel and the sphere does not.

"orbs should be round, period." <- quote circling in my head all day.

[spiderman2-99]

Where should you be kissed?

Knuckles. it feels as though you have fought every day of your life. sometimes, you cannot even tell how much of the blood on your hands is your own... and how much comes from those who've tried to hurt those you defend. you deserve the gentleness of a kiss to your bruised knuckles and broken skin, a reminder that you are not only made of violence.

[stolen from templeofvengeance; tagging you]

[aroaessidhe]

2025 reads / storygraph

Love Points To You

YA contemporary coming of age

an artist struggling to get used to the idea of moving in with her new stepmother & stepsister can't wait to go away to art school

when her ipad is destroyed, her rich classmate offers to buy her a replacement in exchange for concept art for an otome game she’s developing, and as they work on the game, they start to fall for each other

while she tries to get used to her new family situation, and the fact that her parents seem to be more invested in her stepsister’s future while ignoring hers

bi ace MC, bi demi LI

[rick-ety]

Hi hi !!!!,, I asked this to velli as well, but I wanna know what Narrator stereotype you've personally heard the most as well ??? If that's okay :)

I saw velli’s post so I’ll try to give a different answer, and I’m not afraid to say that *I* frequently fall under this stereotype at times. I’d say making the narrator cute innocent and clueless. No offense to anyone who does this of course, I love seeing that stuff! But I would say it seems a little bit OOC. He’s selfish, and at times sadistic. This guy would OBLITERATE Stanley at any moment just for funsies because he know it has no consequences. As much as I draw it, I don’t think he would be completely lovey dovey towards Stanley. Sure they need each other and everything, but people are forgetting to add that tension. The constant back and forth, like a strained marriage. I want nothing more than for them to be cute together and all but it would take a LOT for them to get there. And going along the lines of “they’re in a time loop forever” they might fall in and out of that kind of relationship. I miss seeing more character in the narrator besides “silly little tsundere who doesn’t know what romance is.” I’ve been thinking about tweaking my narrator design to characterize him more as well, but that’s a whole other rant lol. Probably weren’t expecting this from the cute narrator guy huh /silly

[godtier]

I'm gettin that urge again

the urge that only comes once in a blue moon

the urge

to play

a fighting game

[fishareglorious]

hate that not only do am i underleveled at this game but also i suck major ass at it

[foxceus]

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[tsuzukerukoto]

" ...That's right. Despite it all... "

" Despite it all, I'm still not ready to give up. "