#except nelly. nelly is my favorite

[binah-beloved]

i have now gotten past the unmasked rabbit man and the big wolf with the help of a friend. i hope everything in this manor except Nelly burns to the ground.

[gizmocreates]

i know I’m the Dante guy but y’all ever think about how Ryoshu keeps having identities/EGOs that revolve around her being a caretaker/parent/etc

Like I know. Source material. But still, considering Spider Bud is my favorite abnormality, I especially think about her having not just a, but the only spider bud EGO of the group. And not just that—- she has Two of them

Spider Bud is a maternal figure. She’s constantly searching for prey, not to feed herself- but to feed her children. Her methods are brutal, and some would even call them cruel- but that’s not due to her being a cruel spider. That’s just the way spiders are.

And with Spider Bud, one of the most important parts of managing her is making sure your employees have enough wits to Not attempt to kill the babies- because Spider Bud loves her kids, and if you kill them, she *will* retaliate.

then you have fourth match flame, which is based off the Scorched Girl. And. I don’t really have much to say about this one except. Coughs at her source material

she also was the one to get the Nelly ID, which is funny for a lot of reasons, but god the uptie story lives in my head rent free. She’s fucking. Distraught. By Heathcliff’s return. Not because she hated him, but because she hates having to fight the man she raised. There’s a begrudging respect between them, and even as Ryoshu readies her blade and kills her hesitation in order to protect those still under her care, she’s still not happy about what she has to do.

i don’t have some sort of fancy ‘what does it all mean’ analysis for all of this, I just. I think about Ryoshu being a mother a lot. That quashed maternity that still continues to haunt her, that affects how she interacts with Sinclair and even the abnormalities that resonate with her— hrng. I Like Her

[clairebear5510]

Justice league karaoke

It doesn't usually happen! except it does, Ollie calls it 'team bonding',

Clark sings classics only, and goes for 80's too. His go to song is always time of my life with bruce (Bruce ONLY does karaoke when hes drunk, and drunk bruce is brucie) solo hell do some dont stop beleivin'.

bruce, like i said only sings drunk. Solo he'll sing since you've been gone by Kelly Clarkson, or im like a bird by nelly frutado, in dicks honor. when dick was first adopted they did family bonding days and dick would always sing that song. even today he hears dick muttering it in the coms.

Diana sings extremely well, she hits em' with some Whiteny Houston is cindy lauper on her turn. definitely all coming back to me by celine dion.

Ollie loves karaoke, him and hal will sing gonna be (500 miles) together, and do the WORST australian accent you've ever heard. dinah has threatened to leave him over it.

Barry gets sad and sappy when hes drunk, not a must for karaoke but something that happens often. any sad eighties song hell sing, push by matchbox twenty plays often, or he'll choke out wake me up before you go-go while sobbing.

Dinah, is obviously the best singer in that room. And she will most deff flex it. Holiday season shell go for mariah carrie, and most times just paramore. All i wanted was youuuuu!

Hal goes boy band, hell sing every part of bye bye bye HIMSELF. Either that or bieber plays. Maria is his absolute favorite.

[theinkhashira]

ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Meet Asly, the Ink Hashira!

A breathtaking beauty with golden amber eyes and a permanent condescending expression, Asly is as deadly as she is elegant.

With Ink Breathing (墨の呼吸, Sumi no Kokyū), her attacks flow like brush strokes, creating illusions and drowning her enemies in darkness. Her golden blade shines like divine judgment, striking down demons with an artistic flair.

Men? Disgusting. Except Tanjiro—he’s too pure.

Women? Treasured. She brings them sweets and gifts after every mission.

Demons? Reduced to ink stains on the ground.

She adores children (though she insists on calling them "brats"), and despite her cold exterior, she has a soft spot for art, music, and… Muichiro Tokito (don’t ask).

Reputation in the Corps? A terrifying enigma. A walking contradiction. "Is she going to kill me or compliment my haori?" No one knows. But one thing is certain—if you see black ink spreading through the air, pray it’s just an illusion… and not your last moment.

More info about her!

Full name: Asly Sumizome (墨染)

Surname: Senpai

Age: 15/16 yo

Birthday: July 27

Height: 158cm

Favorite food: sweets (mochi)

Hobbies: Ink Painting/Calligraphy, Music, Sketching, Friendly sparrings, Fashioning her haori and uniform (every years she get a new one and sometimes even fashion others haori as gifts)

VC (if she did have a Voice actor):

Japanese: Miyuki Sawashiro

English: Tara Strong

Like: Lavender, Sweet foods, Fine arts, Children, Quiet and peaceful places (especially at night)

Hate: Men (generally, you gonna get used), Disorganization or Messiness, Weakness in Battle, Unnecessary Drama, Disrespect to Art, Recklessness

Funny things about her!

Men Are Her Natural Enemy™: If a man breathes too close, she subtly shifts away like they have the plague.

Judgmental Fashion Queen: If a Demon Slayer’s uniform is wrinkled, she glares at them like they committed a crime.

Has a ‘Mean Older Sister’ Complex: Calls younger slayers "brats" but will murder anyone who hurts them.

Selective Hearing: If a man flirts with her, she suddenly doesn’t speak Japanese.

Sass Queen: If someone asks a stupid question, she responds in the driest, most sarcastic tone possible.

Her Crow is Just as Dramatic: They roast people together like a synchronized comedy duo.

Accidentally Charismatic: Women (and some men) fear and love her at the same time.

Gets Art Commissions from Other Hashira: Mitsuri asks her to paint cute animals, but Sanemi secretly commissions her to draw cool battle scenes.

Can’t Handle Compliments: If someone praises her beauty, she malfunctions and aggressively changes the subject.

Secretly Loves Cute Things: If she sees a tiny kitten, she will melt but act like she doesn’t care.

[lover-boyss]

⪼ Knockout. . .

⟢ I’m an adult, although technically I’m also ageless. No physical age, but mentally an adult!

⟢ I use He/Him or She/Her.. I don’t mind They/Them but I don’t use it for myself

⟢ I’m a transfem boygirl, and omnisexual

⟢ -Knockout is my sign off

——————

⪼ *Info!*

⟢ I am sourced from TFP (Transformer Prime)

⟢ I’m sort of active, I’m usually only here for a few things I like

——————

⪼ *Extra!*

⟢ I like cars, fashion, pop music, sexual songs, and spoiling my friends!

⟢ I don’t like people insulting our intelligence or appearance, there’s beauty in mostly everything! I also don’t like getting my hands dirty (literally), so things like gardening or painting are out of the question..

⟢ I don’t have any favorite foods.

⟢ I love colors like the classic red and gold combo, but I also enjoy shades of grey and bright greens

⟢ Some of my favorite songs are Maneater by Nelly Furtado, We R Who We R by Kesha, and Bombshell Blonde by The Jagged Edges!

⟢ I don’t really have any hobbies, except for taking care of the body and making it look pretty

——————

⪼ *Boundaries!*

⟢ I am safe to interact with! Just watch the paint <3

⟢ Source talk is good! I love the characters and the show, even with it’s flaws. It’s perfectly imperfect, as some may say

⟢ Source comparison is fine! I love talking about my source, I’m a little vain /lh

⟢ Sourcemates are good! Autobot or Decepticon, we can always have a fresh start..

⟢ I don’t have any particular faceclaims, as I look the same in the show, only difference being my face is somewhat “softer.”

——————

Thank you for reading. You’re welcome to ask me any questions, I do love the attention! <3

[throughpatchesofviolet]

I've often thought about Sherry and Heathcliff taking in an orphan or a lost child for a short period of time ... this would happen in my Sherlock Holmes AU, and they'd eventually have to let the child go (I always figure the parents reappear or the kid gets taken in by a family who can care for them properly), but thinking about Heathcliff spending every moment of his free time making sure that kid is happy makes me warm inside ... I've always felt he'd be good with kids, especially given what he's been through--he'd fight tooth and nail to convince Sherry to take the kid in, if he had to.

This idea is part of why I waited so long to decide if Radley's their biological kid--the idea of them adopting him fit nicely with Sherry's general aversion from love and caring for a family, and I think Heathcliff would be content with that, but Radley being their biological son is so much more important to me for Heathcliff's sake.

You all know I've read Wuthering Heights (twice), and that it's my favorite novel, AND that I use it for a lot of my headcanons and ideas for Limbus!Heathcliff (most of which were confirmed to be canon, by the way /lh), and Radley's existence is no exception.

Heathcliff does have a son in the book, but he looks nothing like his (supposed--do not get me started on my theories /lh) father, something that Nelly points out in her narration, and when (book) Heathcliff realizes this, he's none too happy.

That had quite an affect on me, to tell the truth--it's why it's so important to me that Radley looks like his father. And also that Radley is Heathcliff's biological son. Because I think it'd make Heathcliff happy that his own child shares his features.

There is the problem of Sherry being touchy when it comes to the idea of starting a family, but I think that Heathcliff is the only person she'd consider "settling down" with--he's the only "suitor" to really respect her boundaries, even though they sometimes oppose his desires. And I do think seeing Heathcliff care for a kid they took in, even for a short while, would sway her to the idea of them having a child of their own, it's just a matter of Sherry making it to a place where she feels ready to take on that responsibility.

[letsgoletsgetit08]

ink ch.7

summary: Park Seonghwa has been given an ultimatum by his parents: a year to marry a woman of their choosing with the end goal of producing an heir to the family fortune since queer party boy Seonghwa can't be trusted with it. His solution? Get absolutely blasted in tattoos to scare off his possible suitors and their families. But why did his tattoo artist have to be so pretty and kind? It's enough to make him question some things. Possibly, everything.

pairing: park seonghwa x hwang hyunjin

warning: mdni, barebacking, oral sex, public sex

total word count: 30,328 | chapter word count: 3,952

ao3 link: chapter 7

VII: what goes around

Seonghwa woke up to an empty bed and a text from Nellie apologizing, saying she had an early pilates class she had to get to. He understood, but he couldn't deny how alone he felt. 

He knew he had a lot to do but didn't exactly know where to start. So instead, he ordered breakfast delivery and sat on his oversized “adult” bean bag chair in front of his TV, playing his favorite comfort movie, Spirited Away, as he wolfed down his breakfast potatoes and omelet, nursing a large cold brew. Instead of feeling more awake, he just felt jittery and on edge. Great. 

He still wasn't really ready to face the music, so he texted the group chat with all his friends in it, largely unused except to plan the next Twink Dinner and an occasional text from himself asking if anyone could hang out, which is exactly why he was using it currently. 

Me 

Anyone down to hang out?

He waited on a reply for a second, then before he could think better of it, sent a second text. 

Me

I kinda fucked up and I could really use a friend right now. I know you're all busy so I understand if no one can, but I thought I'd ask. 

I love you guys. 

The texts flooded in a few minutes later. 

Joong

I don't have time today but I could meet tomorrow. I'm sorry, buddy. 

Jjonghooo

I can also meet tomorrow. 

Yeothang

Jeongin told me what happened. I think I’m too close to the situation to get involved but I know you’ll do the right thing. 

Mingus

I’ll call you when I land 

Yuyu

Mingi, add me to the call. 

Mingus 

sorry, who is this? I don’t have anyone’s numbers saved to my phone

Yuyu

Shut up, Mingi. 

Mingus

oh hey yunho whats up

Wooyoungie

sannie and I are available later this week. 

Mountain Dew

We’re here for you, Hwa. 

That’s when Seonghwa cried for the second time in twenty four hours. He really did love his friends so much and he felt he had spent a lot of time taking advantage of the fact that they stuck by his side despite the direction his life took after he graduated college.

If he was completely honest with himself, he knew that there were other avenues he could have taken, he could have gotten a job somewhere, probably a well paying one, too. But he was stuck in the victim mindset. Still mad at his dad, trying to drain his funds. Not that his lifestyle even made a dent in his dad’s funds. And by living like that, he was still centering his dad in everything he did. It was making him miserable. It’s not his dad’s fault that he’s unemployed and depressed. Or it was, indirectly, but it was time to stop giving him that power over his life. Truthfully, he was scared. He knew he needed to cut himself off now, with or without the possibility of gaining Hyunjin’s forgiveness. But he needed to talk to his friends first because despite having access to a lot of it, he had no idea how to manage money in the slightest. It’s a good thing Jongho was a lawyer at an accounting firm and Hongjoong had taken a recent interest in the stock market. Mingi was also impressively good at saving money, and he finally felt ready for his disarmingly sage advice. He felt that he had a pretty good place to start. 

“If all the information you just gave me is right, yes, we should be able to transfer your trust fund into a new account with only your name on it. It’s legally your money, and it’s both wild and hilarious to me that you technically haven’t touched it yet.” Jongho slipped his reading glasses off his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he laughed in awe at Seonghwa’s antics. 

Hongjoong stared at him disbelievingly, “You have actually just been spending your dad’s money this whole time? You’re telling me your trust fund is completely untouched?!” 

Seonghwa felt a little proud of himself then, “Um, yes. I was very serious about sucking the life force out of my father as much as I possibly could. And it’s mostly untouched, besides my Mercedes, but that hardly made a dent, honestly.”

“That’s actually really funny.” Hongjoong still looked like he couldn’t believe it, shaking his head. 

“What’s funny is that you’ve been dating a hot person and you didn’t tell any of us about it!” Seonghwa crossed his arms, waiting for Hongjoong to explain himself. 

The man blushed, unable to contain his smile, “It’s new but it’s really nice. He’s a music producer, as you know, so he understands my weird, long hours as an architect. It’s... Kind of everything I’ve ever wanted. We spend a lot of time in one of our studios or the other just working on projects, ordering food in, and forcing one another to call it for the night and go to sleep.” He was rambling and it was so nice to see him happy like this. 

“I’m so excited for you, Joongie, he sounds like he's gotten his shit together some since when we were seeing each other.” Seonghwa patted him on the back before standing up, “I’m going to go get another coffee, can I get you guys anything? This is probably the last round on my dad so make it count.”

They gave him their orders, the most expensive drinks on the menu, probably bound to be too sweet but it was a momentous occasion. 

Park Seonghwa was about to be on his own for the first time in his life. 

Hongjoong ended up recommending a few ways for him to invest some of his money so that he could grow his accounts and not rely on a flat sum of money. Even if he didn’t work, he would be set for a good while, but he wanted to work. He wanted to do something good in the world. Help the people that people like his dad would only exploit if given the chance. If he was lucky, he’d mostly be spending the money from his trust fund to donate to Felix’s charity, and to take Hyunjin on amazing vacations, buy him a nice ring someday, a little house for the two of them. 

If he was lucky. 

He tried not to get his hopes too high, but he knew he would do everything he could to earn Hyunjin’s forgiveness. Of course, if the man declined to give it to him and wanted to move on, he would leave him alone. 

He wasn’t crazy. 

He was just in love. 

After getting his finances sorted, the trio spent time getting caught up like they hadn’t been able to at Twink Dinner, Hongjoong telling them more stories about his soon-to-be boyfriend (he planned to make things official soon), about how Chris had invited him to his studio one night after they had both had a long, grueling week at work, and instead of finding him working, he had set up a picnic on the coffee table and they cuddled while they ate and listened to music. It was so incredibly sweet, exactly the kind of relationship Hongjoong deserved. Jongho had been performing at a few open mics recently, finally being brave and sharing his talent of singing with more than just his friends. It was a fun hobby and he was enjoying exploring it. He was even learning guitar. Seonghwa let him know how proud he was of him. His friends deserved all the happiness the world had to offer, he thought. 

He left with instructions on how to get his trust fund transferred and how to invest some of it, but more importantly, he left feeling incredibly grateful for his friends. 

Mingi called when he landed, as promised, later that afternoon, and added Yunho to the call as was requested of him. 

“Do I get to say ‘I told you so’ or are we not there yet?” Mingi asked immediately. Asshole. 

“Go ahead and get it out of your system.” Seonghwa sighed dramatically into the phone. 

“I told you so!” Mingi laughed at himself. 

“Do you feel better?” 

“Nah not really, I pretty much just feel bad for you, whatever you did.” 

Yunho cut them off, “Anyway, what happened, Hwa?” 

And he told them, sparing no detail, ignoring Mingi as he took offense to being told Hyunjin was better at topping than him, ending with him telling them about what he was doing with his trust fund and asking their advice on how he could possibly make things up to Hyunjin. 

“Woof.” Mingi said, very helpfully. 

“Very insightful, thank you.” Seonghwa deadpanned. 

“You're welcome!”

“He still has you blocked?” Yunho asked.

Seonghwa doesn't need to check. He's checked every waking hour since he realized it, “Definitely,” he answers through his teeth, the hangnail he's got between them being stubborn as he tried to bite it off. 

“Stop biting your nails, I can hear you through the phone.” Mingi instructed, “Give him like. A week at least, Hwa. Time to be mad, time to calm down, and time to start missing you. I'm not saying it absolves you or anything, but this kind of thing, maybe not this scenario specifically, but hurting someone's feelings, being brickheaded and making the wrong choice, this shit happens. It's just part of adult life. If you really want to build something with Hyunjin, and if he wants that, too, which I'm assuming he does based on how hard he took you fucking up, then you two have to be able to work through things. If you guys get back together, or together officially, I suppose, this isn't the last time you will hurt his feelings. He'll hurt yours, too. That's just what loving someone entails.”

“Mingi is right,” Yunho adds, “And I think it's pretty obvious that Hyunjin wants you to fight for him. He seems to have been hoping you would choose him in the first place, but I would also think if he knows you at all, he would know this is a big, scary decision for you to make. Just be honest with him about how you feel like you have been with us.”

“And look, dude,” Mingi chimes back in, “If he needs time to think about it, give that to him. If he is completely closed off to the idea of giving you another chance then we'll be there for you while you heal and move on, okay? Ultimately, if you two can't move past this then it would be for the best that it ended. Because it would mean you wouldn't be able to work through anything in the future. Relationships might be hard, but love has to be easy. And I can tell you love him.” 

“Absolutely, I don't think I've ever seen you care so much about something as you do this.” Yunho says matter-of-factly, “Not that you don't care about your friends, but you know what I mean.”

Seonghwa chuckles softly, feeling better after talking to them, “Yeah, I know what you mean. So should I ask Jeongin or Chris to see if he wants to meet up or what? If he doesn't unblock me, I mean.”

“I think if he doesn't unblock you, probably go by his tattoo shop right before close or something.” Mingi suggests. 

“Yeah,” Yunho agrees, “I think it's best to leave Hyunjin’s friends out of it. Until you get back together with him and ask Felix for a job, of course. Because you gotta do that.” 

“You definitely have to do that,” Mingi laughs, conspiratorially. 

“Okay. Yeah. All that makes sense. And I know, I will absolutely be asking Felix for a job as soon as this is cleared up. I'm actually kind of excited? Is that crazy?”

Yunho laughs, “From you? Very crazy. For most people, it's crazy to be excited about having a job, but for a different reason than it's crazy for you to be excited about having a job.” 

“But we're happy you're excited, man.” And he can practically hear Mingi smiling through the phone. 

“Okay.” Seonghwa takes a deep breath, “I feel much better about all this. Thank you guys for walking me through it. I um… I love you guys.”

“Love you too, buddy.” Mingi returns, almost at the same time Yunho replies, “Wooow Park Seonghwa loves us! We love you, too, you hot mess.” 

He would take “hot mess” any day over “party boy”, and he never thought there would come a day he would feel like that. 

“... and that's the Harvard method! Thanks for watching the tutorial, feel free to comment any questions you may have and don't forget to like and subscribe!” Seonghwa slammed his laptop shut as the end of the video played, cutting off the sound before the outro music could play. He rubbed his eyes, cracked his knuckles and neck, stretched his arms over his head. 

He had spent all week working on his resume and a template for a cover letter and he was exhausted. Exhaustion aside, he felt like it had come together very well and was honestly pretty excited to put it to use. 

But it was finally Friday and he was meeting Wooyoung and San for drinks and karaoke tonight, after sending a plea to them to do something fun. He had gotten good advice from his other friends regarding money and relationships and between that and spending all week formatting (and embellishing) his resume, he was in sore need of a night out with friends to take his mind off of things, give his brain a break. And for once that would entail good, wholesome fun instead of a night of party drugs and general debauchery. 

San was a notorious lightweight, and he and Wooyiung had beat Seonghwa to the karaoke bar by about ten minutes and were already half a drink in which meant San was loosened up, cheeks rosy already, arm around Wooyoung’s shoulder. Seonghwa couldn’t actually remember the last time he saw him not touching Wooyoung. The couple were so disgustingly touchy and in love that he feared at some point their bodies would form into one giant WooSan amoeba. He couldn’t bring himself to be as jaded about their state of being as of late though. Not now that he thought he had caught a glimpse of the feeling and could empathize. 

Wooyoung’s face lit up when he spotted Seonghwa walking in, stopping in the middle of whatever anecdote he had been yapping a mile a minute about into San's ever-attuned ear, to say hi and immediately order tequila shots for the group from the server walking by. Seonghwa knew immediately this was the right choice for the night. 

He debriefs them after they take their shots, telling them the abbreviated version of everything that has gone down, including his plans for how to approach Hyunjin and to get a job and everything. When Seonghwa got to the part about brunch, San stopped him to order another round of shots, a mark of his empathy for how naive Seonghwa had acted and how sorry he was in the aftermath. They didn't have much to add, advice-wise, but that was okay, that's not what the agenda of the night involved. 

What it did involve was them adding their names to the karaoke list and waiting their turns, biding their time by introducing even more alcohol into their system. 

Wooyoung and San started things off with a duet of Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! by ABBA, sending the crowd into hysterical applause. They were so good, Seonghwa made sure to capture video, sending it immediately to the group chat. They ate it up, of course, calling for an encore. He said he would be sure to pass the message on. 

He felt a little bad to bring the mood down slightly by following their act, but he had had Pink + White by Frank Ocean stuck in his head all week and felt like he needed to sing it out of his system. 

He was coping, okay? The people at this bar could deal with it. 

He made it through about two-thirds of the song just fine. That was, until he felt the uncanny sensation of eyes on him. 

He scanned the crowd and oh. 

Hyunjin was there, sitting at the bar, facing him, staring at him, lips slightly parted as he listened to his voice carry over the crowd, whose rapt attention he had managed to garner. A man, a little taller than him and handsome, though Seonghwa thought he would probably never find anyone who was quite so stunning as Hyunjin, was talking animatedly at Hyunjin, hand on his bicep. Suddenly the air was too thick and Seonghwa couldn't force it down his throat. He placed the microphone unceremoniously down onto his friends' table as he ran off stage into the bathroom, heard San take over the remainder of the song, cutting the line, ignoring the complaints as he locked the door behind him. 

He couldn't breathe, felt his vision start to get blurry as he struggled to catch his breath, quick and panicked and not delivering enough oxygen to his brain. 

He hasn't had an anxiety attack in years. 

He slumped against the door, back dragging down the wood slowly until he was fully seated on the ground, head between his knees, trying to slow his breathing but all he could see was Hyunjin’s face in the crowd and it wasn’t exactly helping calm him down. 

He had know clue how long he was in there, his ears were ringing and he could hear unintelligible muffled voices through the door, feel it vibrate behind him as people knocked, but he couldn’t snap out of it until he heard a female voice cut through, “Park Seonghwa, open up! I’m your fiance, you have to listen to me!” It was Nellie. And for some reason, hearing her voice out of context like that, when he had no clue she was even there at that bar at all, shook him out of his own head, at least long enough to stand up and open the door. 

A bit of a crowd had gathered, Nellie was standing at the door beside Wooyoung and San, whom he assumed had also been trying to make him open up. And a few paces behind him was Hyunjin. Seonghwa caught his eye, and saw him mouth the word, “Fiance?” 

He had tears budding in his eyes and was turning away, forcing his way through the crowd. 

Seonghwa followed after him without a second thought, vaguely aware of his friends calling for him and ignoring them all the same. 

He pushed his way through the bodies, unwilling to lose sight of Hyunjin, finally following him out the door, breaking into a jog as he called out his name as the man walked out front and hung a right around the corner of the building into the alleyway, “Hyunjin, wait!”

He had caught up at last, but stayed a few feet away, not wanting to crowd him. Tears streaked Hyunjin’s face and he wanted nothing more than to fix it.

“What?” He snapped coldly, “Now you chase after me?” He asked, eyebrows knit together in obvious anger, but the overall look was still one of profound hurt and sadness.

“I’m sorry, I should have the first time. And it was a joke… and inside joke, we’re not engaged, I-”

Hyunjin cut him off, “Seonghwa, I’ve been drinking, as I’m assuming you have, too, I can’t do this right now.”

“Can I just explain? I’m-” Seonghwa started.

“No, not right now. I can’t do this right now.” Hyunjin repeated himself, but still wouldn’t look at him, “You saw me and had a fucking panic attack and it’s all just too much. I need time to think about everything.”

“But-” He tried again.

“Hwa, I said no. Please respect that.” Hyunin looked at him sternly, eyes no longer dripping with tears.

Seonghwa didn’t know what else to do, so he just took a deep breath and said, “Okay. I’m so sorry, Hyunjin. Please get home safely.”

“I will. And stop apologizing, I can’t accept it right now. Just. Give me a little time.” He sighed, walking past Seonghwa back towards the entry of the bar. 

Seonghwa waited for a minute, and Hyunjin’s presence was soon replaced by his friends’. 

“I’m so sorry, Seongie, I didn’t mean to say that in front of him, I had no idea he was here.” Nellie offered, pulling him in for a hug. 

He hugged her back, “It’s fine, Nell, really. How would you have known? I didn’t know he was here and I didn’t see you here either.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Wooyoung and San are going to take you home now, yeah?” She asked.

He didn’t know if she was asking him or them, but they all answered, “Yeah.” 

By home, apparently they meant their apartment. Wooyoung sat with him and helped him remove his makeup, made him drink water while San found sweats and a t-shirt for him to wear. 

“Did you guys talk?” Wooyoung asked him quietly as he rubbed a makeup wipe gently across his face. 

“I tried, but he wasn’t ready to talk yet.”

“Yet? He said that?” Wooyoung asked.

“Yes, he said it multiple times.” Seonghwa sighed, “Made it very clear.”

Wooyoung hugged him suddenly, Seonghwa was never prepared for the man’s sudden bursts of affection but was too tired to do anything except lean into it, “Oh, Hwa, that’s great news. That means he wants to talk about it! Just not yet.”

He hadn’t thought of it that way, “Oh. I guess I didn’t think of that. But yeah, when you put it like that, it makes sense.”

“It’s all going to be okay, I think.” Wooyoung reassured him, “And if not, we’ll find you someone way hotter. Promise.”

“Way hotter than who?” San walked through the doorway, fresh clothes in hand, “Hyunjin? Don’t lie to him, jagi. That man is stunning.”

Wooyoung strided over to take the clothes from his hands, slapping him halfheartedly on his arm out of jealousy, “Hey!” 

“No one’s prettier than you, of course, darling.” San wrapped his arms around Wooyoung’s waist, pulling him in to land a kiss on his cheek.

The show of affection is what triggered Seonghwa’s tears this time. Wooyoung and San rushed over and sat on either side of him on the bed, comforting him as best they could, apologizing profusely.

He ended up tucked in between them in their bed that night. He hadn’t even protested, just let them coddle and cuddle him. It wasn’t something he would readily admit, but he was very glad for the attention and the comfort they were offering. It’s totally possible he hadn’t realized just how lonely he was until he met Hyunjin and now he felt his absence tenfold. But he had a tiny glimmer of hope, afforded to him through Wooyoung’s analysis of the mention of the “yet” Hyunjin had used in reference to the subject of talking things out with Seonghwa. And that glimmer was all he needed to keep going forward in his pursuit of righting things. 

The next morning, he began his obsessive routine of checking to see if he was still blocked via searching for Hyunjin’s account on Instagram. It took him a minute to comprehend, his fingers had typed the username so many times recently to no avail but this time, Hyunjin’s profile popped up. 

He was no longer blocked!

[mermaidsirennikita]

Your Titanic tweet made me realize I haven’t read any Edwardian-era set romance. Do you have any recs? Like U.S. setting with Edith Wharton, Gilded Age vibes?

Yes, for sure! Joanna Shupe almost entirely writes in the Gilded Age (except for her first three historicals and two of her historical novellas). She writes it soooo well, imo. The luxe, the class tensions, the slow erosion of the English aristocracy with things like the Duke of Lockwood (my favorite Shupe hero) who shows up to marry a Dollar Princess in order to save his estate (and is rudely awakened to the fact that American politicians are like... less than impressed by a broke duke, lol).

My favorites of hers would be The Prince of Broadway (wild hellion rich girl asks a casino owner to show her the ropes as she wants to open a casino for ladies; he's actually using her for revenge BIG TIME);. The Bride Goes Rogue (a society deb has grown up waiting to marry the man her dad contracted her to wed when she was a baby; after he rudely informs her that he has zero intention of marrying her, she decides to sow her wild oats and goes to a French Ball, which was a real thing, only to have a masked encounter with... that same asshole); and The Duke Gets Even (aforementioned Duke of Lockwood has an oceanic makeout with a skinny dipping lady the night before he's supposed to meet up with the American heiress he's meant to propose to; said heiress turns out to be BFFs with the skinny dipping lady, Nellie, who's a total wild woman and is like FUCK YOU and decides to ruin his life lol).

But they're pretty much all good. Pick a Shupe, any Shupe.

Harper St. George writes Gilded Age romances, though, if I'm being REAL, they're largely solid but I'm not blown away by them. They're a lot tamer than Joanna's books, and less attuned, I've found, to the real FILTH of the world. Plus, they spend more time in England.

Beast by Judith Ivory is a RIDE and it's problematically 90s so I'm not like... recommending it, per se, but if you want to read a book that would honestly be pretty great if not for the orientalist vibes (soooo common in 80s/90s historicals, I'm afraid) it's there. Not really set in America, but very much a Gilded Age book that spends half its pagetime on a LUXURY LINER. The hero is a French prince who's agreed to marry an American rich man's beautiful daughter because the dad has a ton of ambergris and the hero is oBSESSED with perfume production. He overhears the heroine, before they properly meet, talking to this guy about how her future husband is apparently ugly. The hero (who is disabled; he's blind in one eye and has a permanent limp) is very sensitive about his appearance and decides to take revenge by dressing up as a "pasha" and seducing the heroine when it's dark so she can't see his face. This proves to be an issue when they get to France and actually marry, because she's too busy mooning over the "pasha" who deflowered her to get with her husband, who is that same dude and very much in love with her now, lol.

I'm currently reading Lions and Lace by Megan McKinney, which is another old school Gilded Age book (this time set in New York) and... wild. Basically, the hero is a self made man who's looked down upon because he's Irish. His sister has a HORRIBLE experience in high society, and as revenge, he ruins everyone he holds responsible, including the heroine (who actually did nothing wrong but he thinks she did) who he then forces to marry him. Lol. Also he's called "THE PREDATOR" which. INTERESTING.

The heroine's uncle literally ties her the railing on this guy's doorstep so that she's forced to go to his house and marry him (the uncle wants to get his $$$ back) so. You know it's old school. And frankly... I'm not mad at that particular aspect;.

[rooksrambles]

Currently going through my fics and downloading my favorites and @xiaq 's Way Down We Go was one of the first to get downloaded on to my usb. I love their fic so much and if you like drarry and haven't read that one yet, or even if you have, go read it, it's so good.

I've read it multiple times now and it's the best mix of the two of them being idiots, Harry being a nosy nelly, Draco being an edgy bitch, they spot each other in a Piggly Wiggly, it's fluffy, it's angsty, it's domestic, everyone knows they're together except them, the Gryffindor crew and Slytherin group mix, and did I mention Harry's a werewolf? Anyway, download your fics, take care of yourself, and go read this fic. As a treat.

[outeremissary]

As much as Canto VI wasn't my Favorite Canto (it got unlucky being sandwiched between V and VII to be fair) I do think it's fascinating the way it's like. A metafictional take on the source material. It's a telling of Wuthering Heights where the key characters all effectively know they're characters in Wuthering Heights and have Feelings about it- feelings which themselves are resolved self-destructively and with great tragedy. They're all trying to alter this story that they've all (with the exception of our Heathcliff) come to see as so vast and inescapable that there's no single action they can take to change the outcome short of destroying the story at its roots and ripping out its very premise. And somehow I know I kept expecting these gaps of context for these people in this specific world to be filled to a degree that they ultimately weren't, which kinda adds to the feeling to me. The characters know they're characters in Wuthering Heights, and it feels a bit like the player should also know it. Here are some details, but you know the gist, the premise, the concept of a "Catherine" or a "Heathcliff" and maybe also a "Nelly." That plot can be expressed in shorthand because that plot isn't the point, the discourse about it is. I find it very fun conceptually. I did not find fighting the Erlking like four fucking times fun in reality but I can appreciate the idea of it.

[hunty627]

My own made up Thomas and friends characters.

Clarence the cable car. He is an electric cable car who can carry passengers. He is painted green and gray. And he doesn’t have any coupling hooks, so he can’t pull or push coaches and freight cars.

Stella the streetcar. She an electric streetcar who carries passengers and she is named after a girl from a famous story called “A Streetcar Named Desire”. She is painted red and cream. And she hasn’t got a coupling hook, so she can’t pull freight cars and coaches like Thomas can.

Holly and Jolly. They are two narrow gauge tender engines who are twins brothers. Their favorite holiday is Christmas, which is why they wear the colorful Christmas colors of red and green. And every December, they would always ask Skarloey and the other little engines if it was Christmas yet.

Blackbird the station coach. She is an old fashioned coach who was saved from the scrapyard and she was reused as a station building.

Charlie the rainbow colored brake van. Charlie is the same kind of brake van as Toad, except he’s painted in all seven colors of the rainbow.

Roger. He is a little red engine who shunts trucks in the yard. He has the number 38 on his side.

Robbie Burns. He is a red saddle tank engine who has the number 313 on his side.

Peggy. She is a narrow gauge tank engine who is kind to passengers and animals.

Hummy. He is Peggy’s brother and he likes to hum a merry tune while he works.

Linda. She is a bright blue tender engine who loves to pull coaches.

Alice. She’s a little red narrow gauge engine who has no cab roof. She only comes out on sunny days and hates sitting in her shed on rainy days.

Nesta. She’s a little black engine who likes to push box cars to and fro. And just like Alice, she doesn’t have a cab roof.

Dorothea. She’s a cheerful little green engine who is always eager to lend a wheel to her fellow engines.

Greg. He is a small red engine who looks just like Percy. He has the number 31 on his side.

Digby. He is a red saddle tank engine with six wheels and he has the number 1 on his side.

Terry. He is an orange tank engine with four wheels. He has the number 34 on his side.

Nellie. She is a blue tank engine with 4 wheels and the number 7 on her side.

Polly. She is a red tank engine with 4 wheels and the number 9 on her side.

Connie. She is a yellow tank engine with 4 wheels and the number 8 on her side.

Bulldog. He is a green tank engine with 4 wheels and the number 7 on his cab.

Desmond. He is a red saddle tank engine with the number 7.

Blanche. She is a green narrow gauge tender engine who has a very unique shaped tender.

Marcus. He is a narrow gauge tender engine who came to Sodor all the way from the Durango and Silverton railroad. He is painted black and has the number 481 on his cab. And he enjoys pulling his passenger cars through the mountains.

Veronica. She is a red coach that was brought in from the mainland.

Abigail. She’s a coach who loves loud music.

Bobby the police engine. He is a class 08 diesel shunter who has a siren.

Browny the stinky engine. He is a class 08 diesel shunter who collects tankers full of raw sewage.

Roly. He is the same kind of coach as Annie and Clarabel. He’s usually quiet.

[emmedoesntdomath]

YOU WANT A CHARACTER WE KNOW ABOUT

FINE TELL ME ABOUT

KATHERINE MOTHERFREAKING PLUMBER

OKAY AGGRESSION?!?!?!? ANYWAYS-

so katherine (✨motherfucking✨) plumber/pulitzer is- BY FAR- the most unrealistic character in the entirety of the newsies ‘verse, and that’s just a fact. sorry. does this mean I do not adore the woman? don’t put words in my mouth (BRONTEEEEE MY LOVE).

in reality, joseph pulitzer’s daughter katherine died at age 2, from pneumonia. she was the third of seven, and not the only child to pass from illness (her older sister, lucille, who was their father’s favorite, died at 17). as one can probably infer, she was not a journalist who wrote under the byline of katherine plumber.

furthermore, while women were most certainly ALLOWED to be journalists, it was typically common for them to be restricted to the socials, reviews of literatures, and advice columns (this was referenced in the stage version). there are exceptions to this that exist, and i will acknowledge that (look up nellie bly), but that…was typically about it. again. exceptions. noted.

the more important tidbit is that KATHERINE would not have been allowed to be a journalist. she would not have been allowed to be an enterprising woman given her high status. regardless of the journalistic abilities of women, katherine’s own position would have been heavily regulated and diminished.

now that we’ve successfully established that there is little historical basis for her character, let us get to the fun stuff!!!

look, katherine and jack’s relationship in newsies isn’t love, and that NEEDS to be made clear- and that’s okay, actually. they don’t need to be in love. if anything, it’s lust at first sight, because they’re attracted to each other (jack’s also attracted to davey, but do we talk about that? nooooooo) (that was obviously a joke). even then, though, the banter is a tad boring (read: it’s a disney show. it has to be pg. i have full confidence that the banter would have been fabulous if given a full chance).

but katherine ADORES the newsies, because to her, they are the little lost children that she has adopted (no takebacksies). jack thinks she’s insane for willingly inserting herself into the mess, but everyone knows that jack has no room to talk about being insane, so it’s all good. race calls her their stepmom, and she didn’t even get the joke for the first couple WEEKS after he said it (we all know who their mother is) (that’s right, it’s our favorite walking mouth).

she’s best friends with sarah. interpret that as you will.

also, she and race would totally have a girls brunch every saturday where they’d just get drunk off cheap margaritas and shit talk everyone. it would be glorious.

[clairebear5510]

Batfam music head cannon

Look, i know we all have our prefrences but.... mine are correct.

Richard Grayson: dinks playlist is totally filled with 2000's trashy thot pop. You'll be hearing fergie, probably some nelly furtado, DEFFINETLY brittany. His favorite song on his playlist is most likely kelly clarksons 'since you been gone' (He has been caught on multiple occasions singing these loudy on patrol)

Jason Todd: i see jason as a metal, or more gurngey listener. deffiently some for of "dad music" as i like to call it. Slipknot, Pearl jam, Nonpoint.His favorite being probably alice in chains. lots and lots of angst.

Tim Drake: Tim is a loser, or atleast.. new 52 tim. so part of me likes to think hes a video game music guy, he deffiently knows all of my ordianry life. But for the sake of cannon id say he listens to rap, like most white rich boys. Frank ocean, earl sweatshirt, Steve Lacy, and lets throw in some freddie dread.

Damian Wayne: Damian honestly doesnt listen to much music, if he is its going to be some kind of shity bollywood song. Courtesy of dick. sheila ki jawani being his favorite. Listening to it in the shower, humming it during missions, this or balam pichkari.

Stephanie Brown: Though shell never admit it, she LOVES taylor swift. Big speak now girl (for obvious reasons) she also dabbles in pheobe bridgers, and beleive it or not a lot of blur! like alot of blur.

Cassandra Cain: Cass has the most badass music tatse, ranging from gutteral scream death metal to mellow gothy music. Shes the only kid bruce *willingly* lets play music in the batmobeal. She loves depeche mode, the cure, morbid angel, and behemoth.

*Brucie* Wayne: Jazzy, swingy, Suave, party music. brucie loves a good frank senatra track. Big fan of Lady gagas more jazz like album "Love for sale". But Bruce wayne? bruce wayne listeners to weezer. Dad rock, like jason. except alot less cool. Phish, Beck, Ween. and he loves the same stuff as cass so throw in some metal and gothy shit and youve got bruce waynes playlist.

[lewisiana]

A King

The Cabby swallowed hard two or three times and cleared his throat.

“Begging your pardon, sir,” he said, “and thanking you very much I’m sure (which my Missus does the same) but I ain’t no sort of chap for a job like that. I never ’ad much eddycation, you see."

"Well,” said Aslan, “can you use a spade and a plow and raise food out of the earth?”

“Yes, sir, I could do a bit of that sort of work: being brought up to it, like.”

“Can you rule these creatures kindly and fairly, remembering that they are not slaves like the dumb beasts of the world you were born in, but Talking Beasts and free subjects?”

“I see that, sir,” replied the Cabby. “I’d try to do the square thing by them all.”

“And would you bring up your children and grandchildren to do the same?”

“It’d be up to me to try, sir. I’d do my best: wouldn’t we, Nellie?”

“And you wouldn’t have favorites either among your own children or among the other creatures or let any hold another under or use it hardly?”

“I never could abide such goings on, sir, and that’s the truth. I’d give ’em what for if I caught ’em at it,” said the Cabby. (All through this conversation his voice was growing slower and richer. More like the country voice he must have had as a boy...)

“And if enemies came against the land (for enemies will arise) and there was war, would you be the first in the charge and the last in the retreat?”

“Well, sir,” said the Cabby very slowly, “a chap don’t exactly know till he’s been tried. I dare say I might turn out ever such a soft ’un. Never did no fighting except with my fists. I’d try—that is, I ’ope I’d try—to do my bit.”

“Then,” said Aslan, “you will have done all that a King should do."

-The Magician's Nephew

[emilee-has-legs]

that one really cool sim tag thats been going around.

wasn't tagged by anyone in particular, but @loafysims and @ravensccfindss both mentioned me in this tag recently so i thought i'd give it a shot. also my need for attention is a bottomless pit so.

1.) What’s your favourite sims death?

honestly, the classic, putting a sim in a pool and then taking out the ladder. theres no common sense to the action it's just genuinely so funny.

2.) Alpha CC or Maxis Match? 

technically im maxis mix, but i tend to lean very hard to maxis match clothing.

3.) Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

no not really. if i want them to loose weight i'll have them work out

4.) Do you use move objects?

if you dont use moveobjects, i think legally we can consider you clinically insane.

5.) Favorite mod?

this is so hard... ummmmm, probably like better build buy. i spend a good amount of time in build mode and use debug/live edit objects a ton when i build, so it's pretty useful.

6.) First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

i think it was get to work, i even bought it in a physical case thingy and i still have it lying around somewhere. (as well as seasons.)

7.) Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

LIVE mode.

8.) Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

you're asking me to pick a favorite? out of all my children?? i honestly can't pick a favorite, but here's layla, and i love her.

9.) Have you made a simself?

yeah, i've tried on multiple occasions, but none of them have ever really captured my essence all that well. eventually i gave up and just started using my mascot sim, Nellie, for my quote-on-quote "branding"

10.) What sim traits do you give yourself?

im gonna go ahead and give myself five traits assuming we all have the "more traits in cas" mod:

creative, goofball, loves-outdoors, squeamish, foodie.

11.) Which is your favorite EA hair color?

the darkest brown swatch is my go-to.

12.) Favorite EA hair?

ima be so real rn i dont use EA hairs at all.

13.) Favorite life stage?

young adult. might be biased because that's around my age-frame

14.) Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

builder. i have the most fun in either buildmode or cas.

15.) Are you a CC creator?

not offically, but i've converted defaults and skin details for personal use before, and i've even released some load screens.

16.) Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

yeah baby, check these amazing people out.

@loafysims

@inspiredsimmercc

@pikaburr

@rhdweauni0

@dizzyscabiosa

@ravensccfindss

@gabrielle-kl

@nihilismtrcit

17.) What’s your favorite game?

i cant decide, it's between the sims, halo 3, minecraft, stardew valley, and splatoon. i want to play zelda: tears of the kingdom as well, but its just not in the budget rn sadly.

18.) Do you have any sims merch?

no.

19.) Do you have a YouTube for sims?

yeah actually, if you can ignore my 13 y.o sounding voice, check me out

20.) How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

omg so much. here are some side by side comparisons of my different eras/progression.

(its the way the first sim looks like she could be a trademarked lego piece that gets me)

21.) What’s your Origin ID?

pretty sure its just emilee-has-legs. i have a couple of builds on the gallery if you wanna check me out, i just never posted them on here because that was before my simblr era.

22.) Who’s your favorite CC creator?

dogsill, softerhaze, greenlamas, ceeproductions, sentate, serenity and simstrouble take the cake for me

23.) How long have you had a simbIr?

i've had my blog for a minute but i only became an active simblr like a couple months ago.

24.) How do you edit your pictures?

i dont really edit except for a few touchups in picsart, and also srwe.

26.) What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

probably get together, never got around to purchasing that pack and there's a couple things i want from the ep.

tagging: anyone who wants to have some fun. it was nice to chill on call with friends and fill this out. cya besties ily.

[mk-writes-stuff]

Personality Through Quotes Game

Rules: write quotes for your OCs following the prompt, then give a new prompt for the next people

Thanks @aestheic-writer18 for the tag! My prompt is, “a quote about their childhood” which… okay let’s go I guess

Belladonna: “I suppose I was a bit lonely growing up, but I had a happy childhood.”

Cassie: “Childhood? I’m a fucking clone, I came out of the vat at twenty-three. My first memory is getting fucking yelled at.”

Nellie: “I didn’t really have a childhood. I guess you could count working for Narcissus, but that wasn’t really…” *shudders*

Narcissus: “Except for the fact that my parents clearly loved my sisters more, my childhood was lovely. At least the favoritism means I don’t have to feel bad about what happened to them.”

Ricinus: “Why do you ask? I had a very normal childhood.”

Goldenrod: “I grew up on Second Station, you know. I sometimes miss the flowers, but I could never go back. It’s changed too much.”

Cassiopeia: “My childhood was excellent, although Stellaris was… difficult at times.”

Stellaris: “I think my parents wanted me to be normal. I tried. I wasn’t very good at it.”

Rhys: “Um, I’ve only been out of the vat for five-ish months? I don’t really know.”

Sel: “Uh, my childhood was… uh… normal, I guess?”

This one was fun! These folks do not have normal childhood experiences :)

@illarian-rambling @elsie-writes @aalinaaaaaa if you want to play, your prompt is, “A quote about the future.”