#i am grateful it's not as bad as i expected in those attitudes and i am also still enjoying the ability to just get a lighter scifi vibe

[milfbrainrot]

i am enjoying this show but i do think it's a good case study in how... not to worldbuild jlskdfklj.

i know it's not trying to be that deep, so it really is fine, but it's been kinda interesting to me picking up on things i don't think makes sense with the hidden connective tissue for what each society is supposed to be like and how they have developed from the present?

like everyone in most cultures thinks girls are fine and equal to men (ex. the moclan baby situation) and even if it's through an alien acceptance lens they're fine with gays (bortus and klyden) and even maybe chill with trans stuff ("ur kid can decide when she's old enough" in theory) etc.

but there are also so many jokes that stem from inequality that you wouldn't really think about unless you really considered it, like the Standard Straight Marriage Jokes you get with ed and kelly dependent on marital gender roles or alara having trouble with boyfriends who don't want a gf who's stronger than them (even though maybe the issue is her just being scary strong generally, it does come off like her super strength was almost created for the sake of "haha strong woman you would not expect it from" and to then make jokes that would hit with a modern non-introspective audience) etc.

if society has developed and done the work to actually get to a place of equality in these areas then those jokes and casual attitudes would be much less likely, and it makes sense to me that the guy behind family guy would not understand that or care because he is trying to appeal to a very standard modern audience the only way he knows how (uncreative jokes stuck in an outdated status quo).

[dilvuc]

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: flower in the web; chapter 零

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: baizhu x hutao's older brother!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

✎

You are seated at the front desk at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, just reading your book. But your reading time was interrupted when your younger sister, Hutao barged into the parlor…holding a literal child in her arm. It was Qiqi, the zombie girl from Bubu Pharmacy.

"I have returned with the client! Let's get buried!" Hutao cheered while you just facepalm.

✎

Returning Qiqi back to the Bubu Pharmacy, you forced your sister to bow down and apologized to the herbalist for kidnapping the poor zombie.

"Hey! No fair! I was so close!" Hutao whined, struggling to get out of your strong grip. You sighed, "Kidnapping a zombie from the Bubu Pharmacy, what will the owner think of this?"

"You mean Baizhu? Ugh! That guy!"

"Oh? What do we have here…? I don't think I've seen you before." You turned your attention to the voice, who might be the owner of the pharmacy. You bowed down and apologized, "Apologies for my sister's idiotic behavior. She's so desperate to bury the poor child."

"Oh? You must be the older brother of Hutao. I've heard rumors about your amazing talent, but I wasn't expecting to see you in person." The green haired male chuckled. "You aren't described as I heard from the rumors."

"Eh? What's the rumors?" You raised your eyebrows, curious about the rumors spreading about you.

"You have the spirit of a poisonous spider roaming around Liyue, giving people extreme misfortune and fear." Baizhu stated. "Some find you very…formidable."

"What? Am I like that…?" You inquired.

"You never put a smile on your face and your face always looks like you're glaring into other people's souls!" Hutao pointed out. "They thought if they put you in a bad mood, they might have misfortune coming their way!"

You pulled on the girl's cheek with a terrifying look on your face, "So you spread those rumors while I was gone…"

"S-see! Like that." The teen sweatdropped. "But it wasn't me! They were the ones who started! The people of Liyue!"

You softened your face and let go of the girl, "Ugh. Am I really that scary?"

"I think you are a fine gentleman. I've never believed those rumors that were spreading around the City of Liyue." Baizhu smiles gently, catching your attention. "When you see a spider, good fortune comes to you. It appears I have such a great fortune already coming my way."

You blushed while holding the back of your sister's collar when she's trying to take Qiqi and sneak out. You put up a smile and bashfully rubbed the back of your neck, "O-oh? You really think so…? I'm glad to hear that…"

"Hey! Let me go!" Hutao whined.

"My name is Hu [Y], the former 77th generation director." You bowed politely. The green haired male was grateful for your attitude. He was glad that you weren't like your hard headed sister. You two will probably get along.

"Baizhu and this is Chengsheng." Baizhu introduced himself and the snake to you. A snake? You didn't notice the snake. Chengsheng greeted you, "Nice to meet you…"

"Such a beautiful name and a cute snake there." You smiled. "No surprise, you have pretty eyes."

"Oh? Why thank you ~"

"Ew, are you two flirting?" Hutao gagged. You forcefully bowed Hutao's head, forcing her to apologize to Baizhu, "Apologized for my sister's idiotic behavior. With me around, she won't be a bother to you or Qiqi."

"I appreciate your gratitude. Are you interested in having some green tea, Hu Xiansheng?" Baizhu offered.

"Of course. I wouldn't mind. And please, just call me [Y]." You smiled.

"Ugh! Come on! Just let me finish my job!" Hutao whined. "Why do I had to be stuck between this?!"

rules

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[itjazzbicch]

Be Careful What You Wish For

Pairing: Dracule Mihawk x Reader

First time writing for Mihawk, so I hope I did well

Summary: After running into Shanks and having a lot of drinks, the reader finds fun in poking at their rival, Dracule Mihawk, who arrives; their poking and teasing at one another leads them to a predicament that makes the reader see Mihawk as more than their rival

Warnings: Drinking, Shanks being a drunk goof (LOL), flirting

Word Count: 0.8k

“Y/N!! Sit down and have a few drinks with us, yeah?!”

Red Haired Shanks. It was no surprise to run into him, and I should’ve known that ‘a few drinks' would be a lot.

I was laughing and chatting it up with Shanks at this bar he and his crew stopped by, nearly clearing the place of liquor. There were no hard feelings between Shanks and me, so I wasn’t scared to let my guard down, even when my rival walked through the door.

“Mihawk?! What a lovely surprise! It’s just one big pirate party in here, aye?!” Shanks was so drunk he was wobbling in his seat, encouraging Mihawk, “C’m ‘ere and get a drink!”

“Drunk as usual,” He shook his head at Shanks, coming to the bar where we were sitting, eyes darting over to me, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“It’s a crazy world we live in,” I shrugged, smirking at him, “You, of all people, should know that.”

“That I do,” He mumbled, obviously having an attitude when Shanks butted his head into our conversation:

“OH MAN! I just realized you are both here! A little birdy told me that Y/N can rival your skill, Mihawk! Is that true?”

“Don’t make me- “

“Oh, it’s true,” Laughing and cutting off Mihawk, which filled in his words with a bit of annoyance:

“I’ll admit, Y/N is very skilled with a sword. “

Mihawk sounded like he meant those words but was staring at me. I wasn’t in the mood for any hostility, ignoring Shanks’ drunk ranting and winking at Mihawk:

“Relax, hon. I’m not in the mood to have a duel unless you show me a new sword.”

I referenced a specific ‘sword’ of his by quickly glancing between his legs then back up into his eyes, giggling as he got a drink from the bartender, till he leaned over the bar and mumbled:

“What’s so funny? I know for certain that is a ‘sword’ that you wouldn’t be able to handle.”

“Is that a challenge?” Cocking my eyebrow, we just stared deeply into each other’s eyes, but of course, this conversation was ruined by Shanks, who only heard my last words, exclaiming:

“Holy shit! Ya gonna have a duel and put on a show for us?!”

“Shanks, you drunk fool,” Mihawk groaned to himself, taking a sip of his drink while I handled Shanks:

“Sorry, stud, but we’d probably destroy this lovely establishment.”

“Awe, c’mon!” Shanks was too funny to me, cheeks bright red as I stood and said my goodbyes:

“Maybe next time we meet, I’ll put on a show for you.”

“I’ll hold you to that, Y/N!”

Waving and heading out of the bar, I needed to sleep off this buzz before leaving this island in the morning, but footsteps behind me caught my attention.

“Why am I not surprised? Did Shanks convince you to ‘put on a show’?”

“If I did, he’d be stumbling out here to watch,” Mihawk was telling the truth, but my hand rested on the hilt of my sword instinctively, “It’s a bit tempting, though. I noticed that you have a new sword.”

“You’re a bad liar,” Rolling my eyes, I wielded my sword, standing up straight and offering the duel, “Looks like Shanks is going to get what he wanted after all.”

“Who said that I was lying,” Running a fingertip across my blade, he analyzed it before pushing it down to the ground, standing before me, and getting his dig in on me, “Besides, I’d hate to break your new sword.”

“Oh my, I didn’t know you were a comedian in your spare time,” I dished back, putting my sword away.

“How funny,” One thing I didn’t expect from Mihawk was how soft his hand was as he patted my cheek, leaving me speechless for a change, a slight smirk on his face, “You should be grateful that I enjoy having a sparring partner.”

“Sparring partner?” Brushing off my fluster with a scoff, I gave another smirk back, my boldness shining through as I stepped closer to kiss his cheek, whispering to him, “I’m your rival, honey. Now, maybe a little grateful that I don’t show you what I can do?”

“I’m so scared,” He murmured, the tips of our noses brushing together, and it was hard to deny how much I liked having him as a rival, very much enjoying the teasing we kept dishing at each other.

“I wasn’t talking about my new sword,” Licking at my lower lip, I began to fight screaming temptations, observing as he removed his hat.

“You drank too much with Shanks,” He sighed, leaving a peck on my cheek, “We’ll have to see if those feelings remain next time we cross paths.”

Standing there holding my cheek, I was too stunned to speak as he stood tall, put on his hat, and turned away, ready to go about his way.

“You better prepare then,” I couldn’t let him walk away having the last word, but he surely did when he turned his head to me, smirking before disappearing into the night:

“Be careful what you wish for, darling.”

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[hamikau]

[AKNK - Event] 2022 Butler's Christmas

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Chapter 8 Words of gratitude

Lucas: Hehe…master.

Lucas: Thanks to master…I felt really nice today.

Lucas: It's also thanks to Lamli and Nac that they were able to work together like they did today…

Lucas: It's all about thinking of master.

Lucas: There are so many things I want to thank master for…

Lucas: Just one important thing from me.

Lucas: Master has come to this world.

Lucas: Thanks for fighting alongside me…The number of casualties caused by angels has decreased dramatically.

Lucas: This is truly amazing.

Lucas: Saving someone's life…Because that's what's most important.

Lucas: As a doctor… I would like to express my sincere gratitude.

Choice: ➣Lucas…

Lucas: Hehe…

Lucas: It was a rare occasion when we had a serious conversation.

Lucas: Knowing me, I thought he might say something to make my heart flutter even more…Isn't that what you thought?

Lucas: But, it's not a bad thing for me to be serious sometimes, right?

Lucas: Or…Were you expecting to be thrilled?

Choice: ➣Well, that's not true though

Lucas: Hehe♪I'm kidding, master.

Lucas: I ended up messing around…very sorry.

Lucas: I guess a serious atmosphere doesn't suit me after all.

Nac: No, no. As expected from Lucas.

Nac: Although he usually has a very gentle demeanor… He tightens things up firmly when it's time to tighten things up.

Nac: That gap is amazing.

Nac: He's always so serious, so I could never imitate that.

Lamli: Wow…Would you say you're serious?

Nac: Lamli. In exchange for the high-five from earlier, I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

Nac: Well then, master…I would also like to express my gratitude.

Nac: Master. The days before I met you were really hard.

Nac: Fighting the angels with your life on the line…

Nac: My heart aches when I think of the people I couldn't save and the friends I lost.

Nac: But those bleak, ashen days

Nac: Master has come…It changed the way I see the world.

Nac: It made me, who had only ever known the smell of blood, aware of the smell of flowers…

Nac: It made me, who had only ever known the red color of blood, realize the blueness of the sky…

Nac: My monotonous world…master repainted it in brilliant colors!

Nac: The word "gratitude" just isn't enough to express how I feel…

Nac: There's no other word to describe it…Let me say this with all my heartfelt feelings.

Nac: I thank you from the bottom of my heart, master.

Choice: ➣Thank you. That sounds like Nac.

Nac: Hehehe…that's true.

Nac: I'm not good at expressing myself through my attitude like Lamli is…

Nac: I tried my best to think of ways to convey my feelings in words.

Nac: I would be happy if I could convey even a thousandth of the gratitude I feel.

Lamli: Hmm…A word of gratitude…

Lamli: Like Nac, I'm not good at expressing myself in words…

Lamli: Well…Master.

Lamli: Maybe I can't explain it very well, but…

Lamli: Every day I spend with my master is so much fun.

Lamli: I'm happy…

Lamli: It might be presumptuous of me to say this, but…

Lamli: When I spend time with you, Master… I feel that you love me very much.

Lamli: That made me very happy…

Lamli: Thank you for being by my side.

Lamli: I'm so grateful to have met you!

Lamli: And then…Well…

Lamli: Wow, I'm really grateful!

Lamli: Ah, that's right. I am grateful a thousand times more than Nac!

Nac: Lamli. That way of saying it is disrespectful to me.

Lamli: Well, because…I wonder if this message is getting through to master properly…

Choice: ➣Got it, Lamli.

Lamli: Oh, really…?

Lamli: Fufu♪You are truly my master!

Lamli: After all, my master really does understand me!

Lamli: Thank you, master♪ I love it!

Choice: ➣Huh…!?

Ramli tried to jump on me, but Nac hurriedly stopped him.

Nac: Hey, hey Lamli! As a butler, that's against the rules!

Lucas: Hehe…I envy you for being able to express your feelings so openly

English is not my main language so there may be a lot of mistakes. I used google translator most of the time so if you find any mistakes in the translation please let me know and I will fix them quickly!

[soullikethesea]

Visiting old T.

I'm going to need more time to digest all of this. Here are just some of my initial thoughts.

Oof. That was more painful than I anticipated. I'm really glad that I got there a bit early and went to a toy shop. I ended up getting a bunny and it's already a big comfort - together with the garden cat.

I honestly felt a little shaky when I left old T and I still feel a bit shaky. Some things stood out to me and I don't think I'm being very kind in these observations. Old T deserves better, but still I want to share them because it's helpful to have a place to put them.

I felt like she was quite judgmental... some undertones here and there. Maybe I never really noticed before. She wasn't necessarily or just judgmental towards me, more in general. But the thing I did notice and in turn remembered was her attitude regarding Mae. She said that she remembers me from back then as an oppositional teenager and that I "threw" my emotions at her. I remember how misunderstood Mae felt back then and I could feel the lack of empathy again/still. Ouch!

Old T said that she worked so so so hard and it was difficult that we didn't really get anywhere. I agree that she (and I) worked very very hard AND that it was too much too soon, but I don't think that we never got anywhere at all. I think that she was relieved when I said that.

She said that looking back, she would have referred me out much sooner. I do agree that things have been much better with my current T. It was like a breath of fresh air. Sometimes things are outside of the scope of competency you have and I think she realized that in the end.

The first thing she said was that it was difficult to stop doing therapy with people (she's retired now) because you don't get that reward anymore of people looking up to you and being grateful to you. I think this is a very honest answer, but also one of the problems we had in treatment. If your expectation as a therapist is that you will get those things and then you end up way in over your head, that's tricky business.

I think she really wanted to help me and she got bitter over time when it was so difficult. Also, I don't think I am an impossible person - not even back then. I think believing that would be selling myself short. I actually think that both of us fell into a trap of thinking we could rush through trauma work without establishing safety in daily life first. Newsflash: would not recommend.

When I said that I can't yet work *with* a therapist on trauma stuff, more in the periphery of it or at home, she said saying "can't" is a bad thing and I should say that i don't "want" to do that. Which is totally not true!!! So I felt inner resistance with a vengence when she said that. :') I get why Mae wanted to protect us.

She did remember a lot about me and she said that my treatment still comes up in her thoughts quite a bit, where she wonders what she could have done differently, etc. I think she must have cared so much. Kind of like me with the autism kid that I still think about so much and know I couldn't do enough for.

One of the main things that is different from when I saw old T is that now I feel like I have my own back. I can see T and the trouble we had, and still feel that at the end of the day, I'm here. I've got my back. I'm going to be okay. The bunny was a good reminder of that. We love Mae. Current T also welcomes her, with all of her passion and fire. All parts are welcome now, not specific ones. I know how to welcome them. There is fire inside and it is what kept me going from when I was a child. When T said that I was such an oppositional teenager, I said that it is a coping style (of Mae) and in that moment I already had seas more empathy than she had, I could just tell. I'm sorry she got hurt. I'm sorry that I got hurt.

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

Kokichi's fantasy (LHS analysis?)

I promised I would make a post about how I compromise my issues (which are easy to project onto Kokichi, for the most part they're already there) with his preferences. Some notes about the Love Hotel Suite itself first:

Shuichi assumes Kokichi's fantasy is going to be something crazy from the moment he gets there

he talks about trouble and being trapped by Shuichi, and Shuichi is confused about everything for a good portion of this, but the "Am I supposed to be chasing him?" and the immediate denial when Kokichi brings up torture, that he stands by even after being given the specific idea of bondage, and when Kokichi spells it out for him that he's talking about kinks. He only catches himself on that third denial, like wait, we shouldn't be arguing, I am supposed to go along with it, but he's just stumped by the idea of Kokichi wanting any of that, he can't make sense out of what is expected of him

and Shuichi's idea of playing along, getting in character, is to deny him again, he assumes Kokichi is saying all that as a distraction to rile him up and get away, he came to the conclusion that Kokichi wanting to submit has to be a ruse

then he's distracted from the honesty in "I was willing to let you do whatever you want to me" because of his name being used and he's again being distrustful "I can't help but think he means the opposite"

and that's when the switch happens "If you're not gonna do anything, then maybe I will."

"I stepped back reflexively. I had no idea what he was capable of..." he's no longer questioning the situation, now Kokichi is threatening to him and that aligns with how he sees him, so his reactions are no longer delayed

except, it's followed up by Kokichi telling him "no need to be scared" and that's again confusing Shuichi. "Having this kind of conversation only makes it harder to know why I am here..." idk, maybe if you didn't discard the time he told you straight up what he wanted as a lie

"Because you just do as you please, don't you, Kokichi?"

Kokichi: what if I wanted you to catch me? Shuichi: the most shocked gasp in the world. for some reason

after Shuichi's reaction doesn't satisfy him "I thought you would be more excited", he switches one more time, to the original plan "you can do whatever you want to me. And that's the truth.", just gives it a little push this time (literally), pretty ballsy that he even tried again, like, that's bold, and he's using that line on Shuichi's dead fish ass, Shuichi is giving nothinggg

the dissonance between "He pushed me hard on the bed." and "he sprinted toward the exit.", they way those are seconds apart.

"I'll think of a more exciting game for next time. So make sure you excite me too."

Actually, let's reference FTEs as well!

"I only act like a bad guy so you guys don't get too soft, y'know?" that line is interesting too, like yeah, it sums up the entire job he assigned himself in the game and he's throwing that at Shuichi immediately when approached, but also a pattern that keeps showing up, he plays a role that technically loses him credibility, but he's using it to control the situation, uses that subtle kind of manipulation that makes people think they're in control, or perhaps better than him, making their own choices

I am going to ignore Shuichi's attitude actually, for everyone's sake, especially mine

"Well, not as good as mine. I'll surprise you with a gift one of those days, Shuichi!" hmmm, am I reaching if I say that this is also kinda control freak behavior, cannot be indebted, cannot be bested like that, like this isn't just about reciprocation or gratefulness, it's I'll surprise you back and I'll do better

Kokichi: You wanna hang out with me? Hm, but I'm having a strategy meeting with Gonta right now. Gonta: Oh, then... Gonta can have strategy meeting later. AND YOU PEOPLE TRY TO SAY HE DOESN'T GET CUES, he knew where the priorities lay, doesn't need to be told, boss has to try to get some of that sheet cake

"Did you come to beg for your life?" tehehe "Get on the ground and beg like a dog!" kicking my feet even, and the comparison with other antags being condescending while he's just so. eager for it. even better

"I didn't see that one coming" but you know what's visible immediately when this choice is picked? That Shuichi gained a point, Kokichi can't help but be impressed by the rare moments when Shuichi is confident, he sees the man this thot could be

"Keep it interesting for me, kay?" be a good boy, Shuichi

and here it is, the reason I thought of including FTEs before considering salmon mode; "You only have three events left in your life, so you better entertain me until then!" and with the game they just played being rigged by him, that's four situations where he has something prepared for Shuichi, to simply put him in a situation that Kokichi devised, try to get Shuichi to understand, or at least remember him, but in a very specific, planned out way, welcome to control freak town

3rd event and "Then Gonta step aside like gentleman!" it happened again, I can't, Shuichi just came up to them, asked Kokichi to hang out and Gonta is pulling away before Kokichi can decide, this is sad actually, what about bros over hoes? what about the plan?

"Are we going to play more games today-" Nope, you're not allowed to predict shit, Shuichi. Perhaps he changed that one up, at least in order, just to subvert the expectation, or he expected that from Shuichi, it was pretty predictable, just like he could read from his face in the first fte

there is a lot more to point out about the FTEs that I will have to omit not to get sidetracked because the purpose of this is not full analysis, but of course, there is the iconic line "I reach out to him, but he doesn't take my hand. But in his own way... I think that helps me understand him a little." because you only get to hold his hand when he does the reaching out, it's his initiative, he's prepared for it, anything vulnerable or intimate has to happen on his terms, he's regulating the pace, he will run away or close in on himself if you push for it

and just to be throughout, the salmon mode before my conclusions:

okay, the reaction to comedy movie pick is a big one for the sub hc, this is exactly the kind of reasoning I see used to say why it'd be good for him

the Shuichi bullying continues, telling him to go to Tenko when he gets too bold, affirming what we already know about his walls being way up, he's not rushing into shit, he is not going to be disclosing anything vulnerable, no possible blackmail material, nothing casual, you're not learning his porn preference, Shuichi, you need to pass the five tests to hold his hand and enter the trust ranking where you can level up in your knowledge and privileges, you're not seeing him naked any time soon, don't even dream

(and it is not contradictory to say that they would fuck before establishing their relationship, talking about feelings can be a more difficult task than acting on them, and I love to see it, but like, canon universe Kokichi is definitely an inexperienced and manga inspired loser, so he will hold out on that, yearning until it explodes out of him)

finally, my part, so I just think that while Kokichi has the fantasy of submitting, he keeps it well hidden, as if it was one of those unrealistic kinks there's no point bringing up, because he can't bring himself to let go of control (and Shuichi, being as he is in canon, isn't showing much interest or capability to take over, really) he wants to work his way up to it, teases the idea, tries to get Shuichi to show more initiative, plans things out in hopes of tricking his brain into not activating the loss of control alarm, as he grows to trust Shuichi, he will learn to relax and let it go, eventually it'll stop being about control, "letting" something happen, no shifting power dynamics and vulnerability feeling like risking his life, it'll be simply reaching for pleasure together, in a cooperation that they managed to work out through learning each other's bodies and preferences.

but yeah, it's a long rocky road before they get there, and when they first get to intimacy they're both more comfortable with Kokichi taking the lead, it's easy, it doesn't require much discussing (and these bitches hate communicating like normal people), leaving the dynamic unchallenged but perhaps a little ungratifying, something that can't stay as is without eventually creating conflict, because Shuichi doesn't want to feel strung along and toyed with, but that's how it'll feel if Kokichi doesn't ease up his fearful grip on control, and he won't be happy either

[plasmasimagination]

Hi, could I get a match up? Idk if I should write my preferences or you choose yourself but I'd be glad men from honkai star rail or genshin, I love them both! 🩷

I'm a very calm INFP-T, wear classy clothes such as furs, pearl necklaces, loose sweaters, am rather introverted but whenever I meet someone new I put on a smile and take an initiative with talking.

I'm talented in drawing, love listening to 40's music and I drink tea almost religiously.

I don't like crowds so I avoid taking walks just because, if I have no reason to go outside then I stay at home and enjoy drawing or tidying up my room (which I also like). Most of the time I am by myself.

As for my physical appearance, I'm a 169cm girl/woman (idk, I'm legal but too young to call myself a woman, hah!) with blonde locks, blue eyes and slim body. I love a subtle makeup to make my feature pop. I have "sad eyes" if I may say so.

What else do I say? I'm easily embarrassed but I also know how to make people laugh. I'm very friendly and it's very hard to irritate me. I tend to overlook people's flaws but I don't get attached too easily. I'm an optimist and a romantic at heart.

I hope it's enough and I truly hope I you're up for the task! Wishing you all the hest, your blog is amazing ☺️🩷

Hi sweetie

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Jing yuan

Absolutely two cuties together.

I think Jing yuan finds you just adorable! Like at times he'll just stare at you and think to himself about how gorgeous you are

He appreciates your sweet and polite attitude, since he is the general, having such a partner as his significant other is a good look for him (this sounds like it would make him look bad if you Warent I'm not saying that I'm saying it's nice that you're friendly bc the people of Xianzhou will love you)

He knows your dislike for crowds and doesn't usually take you anywhere where there are a lot of people, maybe a fancy restaurant at night, a picnic somewhere away from a city, or simply just a walk in the silent part of a part.

He's also a fanboy over your drawings, literally your biggest fan and sometimes just sits there and watched your draw without saying anything, also loves to show it off like fu xuan has already heard it all

KAZUHA

Two calm and sweet cutiepies

Also he's into music, you're into art, isn't that the best combination!?

He enjoys being with you, close to you, talking to you, generally being with you, he's the happiest vision holder in the world when hes with you

You can make him laugh, and that, he's grateful for.

Sometimes life takes a toll on him, sentimental feelings getting to him, yet all those thoughts leave his mind when a smile tugs on your lips when you attempt to make him chuckle.

Like a hand waved away all the dark clouds of his mind, his thoughts get lighter and he's reminded that after all, as long as there's you, his life has meaning, either for his heart to beat in rhythm to yours, or to witness the smile on your lips and the way your eyes stare into his, thats what makes him feel complete, you help him forget about everything, even for a second.

Expect a lot hand written hakus and poems, complimenting all about you, inside and out, it's a small way of him showing his appreciation

[exploringaspec]

November Carnival of Aros Submission: Aplatonic vs. Loner

When I think of the term aplatonic, fear comes to mind. Do I really want to write about my feelings of being aplatonic (or more specifically grayplatonic in my case) in a book that my family, friends, or co-workers might read? The stigma of not having many friends is one that I fear. Once, someone asked me if I was a loner. The feeling of fear and not knowing what to say struck my heart. The idea of not having a lot of friends makes me feel like there’s something wrong with me, that I’m broken. 

In WebMD’s article, What is a loner?, it begins by stating, “Being a loner means that you would prefer to be by yourself rather than with others. Depending on the context of the situation and your personality and preferences, this could be a good or bad thing.” The first section continues by stating, “Loners display varying degrees of wanting to or needing to be alone. There are positive, healthy reasons for being a loner, as well as negative, destructive reasons.” While I appreciate the positive attitude that addresses the healthy reasons for spending time alone, I feel like the stigma against those who are not attracted to spending time building friendships is still emphasized. 

The creation of the aplatonic sprectrum as an identity is an attempt to step away from that stigma and accept that it is ok to not feel an attraction to the idea of being friends with someone. But can this spectrum ever breakaway from the stigma of being loners? Aspec people frequently write about the ability to form strong friendships and platonic partnerships as being just as important as romantic or sexual relations to allos. I have never identified strongly with these feelings. While I do have friends and make an effort to find friends when I move to new cities, I have rarely felt such a close bond with friends that I would liken it to being on the same level of importance as a romantic relationship. 

In May 2022, I wrote my first submission for Carnival of Aros on being non-partnering. I reflected on the bullying that I experienced, and how it was related to the selective mutism. Because of this experience, and others, I wondered if my experiences with mental health did affect my feelings and desires. For me, being someone who has experienced selective mutism and never sought counseling on it, I feel that the times that are difficult to speak are not just fear based, but who I am. It makes me feel neurodivergent in a way that hasn’t been recognized. This inability to think of things to say beyond the basic conversations of getting to know someone and my career or academic pursuits, makes me seem boring. It’s hard for me to connect with many people or be attracted to maintaining a friendship. I really only maintain friendships with others who are willing to be my friend without judging me, who have common interests, and don’t mind that I’m not going to want to chat with them on the phone regularly. I’ve made friends through board game groups, work, Jewish social events, Chicago’s AVEN meetup, and Meetup.com groups that have events that interest me. I’m grateful for the supportive friends that I have made over the years. So, I don’t really identify with the term aplatonic, but do feel that grayplatonic or noetiplatonic could be an appropriate identity for myself. 

Surprisingly, I wouldn’t consider myself non-partnering anymore. I never expected to meet anyone that I would want to date. Several months after writing about being non-partnering, I actually met someone who had a crush on me so much that he wanted to go on a date. After several dates, I realized he was so caring and accepting of my faults that I was willing to be in a romantic relationship with him. The mental connection that we had was similar to the one other time that I had a crush on someone, who didn’t want to date me, that I feel like the microlabels would be noetiromantic and recipromantic. After being in a relationship with him for nearly a year, I’ve definitely learned a lot about relationships with people that are alloromantic and allosexual, but I think I need to save some insights for the book…

[always-rolling-my-eyes]

Ok, no one asked, but here are my thoughts / impressions of the DWTS 32 cast, and I’m going to be honest, I had to google more people on this cast than any other season before so 😬:

Excited for:

Ariana Madix: I am obsessed with all things Bravo and the #Scandoval was literally my entire life for about for 4 months. She has dance and performing experience, and I think she’s going to be really good. Plus, having Pasha as a pro, the choreography he is going to give her 😍 (not to be morbid, but this is actually the couple I’m most sad that Len won’t get to see 😢)

Alyson Hannigan: I was a Buffy fan and loved HIMYM (until that god awful finale 🤮) so I am so happy (but very surprised tbh) to see her on the cast. Idk how much of a natural mover she’ll be, but I think she’s going to have a really great attitude and just enjoy the experience. I am expecting typical Sasha so…yeah 🤷🏻‍♀️

Jason Mraz: I’m mostly excited for him because he’s with Daniella tbh 😂 she always does such great work with her partners and is able to pull the very best out of them. I can see him being a good performer and them being a very strong team. Also, yay to new mommy, Daniella! 💗

Mira Sorvino: Romy! I know she has had a rough time (fuck you H*rvey W*instein🖕🏻) and I hope this journey brings her happiness and joy and she sees how much support she has and why, oh why did they have to partner her with Gleb ���

Intrigued by:

Tyson Beckford: Wow. He is 😍 isn’t he? And apparently his only dance experience is a guest performance with Chippendales (shocking 😂) which will be interesting because we all know how Jenna is as a teacher 😬. I predict a lot of shirts being taken off 🙄 (but also 😏) And again, yay to new mommy, Jenna! 💗

Matt Walsh: Seen him guest star on almost every sitcom ever 😂 and I see his trajectory going one of two ways: he’s terrible and voted out early, or he’s the lovable guy the GP falls in love with because of his dedication and journey. He’s either low hanging fruit or a dark horse and with Koko as his partner, I would lean towards dark horse.

Mauricio Umansky: So…(separated?) husbands of Real Housewives are stars now? Whatever 🙄 and honestly out of all the House Husbands, I am unbelievably grateful this is the one they chose. (istg if it was any of those misogynistic animals from RHONJ, I would not have watched this season) but anyway, I think he’ll work hard but not take it too seriously (not in a bad way) and he’ll have fun with it. Plus, it will be a cold day in hell before I don’t support Emma Slater. And aren’t they both single? 😏 I want an entanglement in the ballroom! 😂

Barry Williams: I’m only intrigued because we’ll probably get some sweet Florence Henderson mentions / memories because of him 😢. And Peta is definitely the designated first out partner atp. But it probably works for her so 🤷🏻‍♀️ and yay to mommy x2 Peta! 💗

Have heard of them, but don’t know them:

Charity Lawson: I know she was the Bachelorette but other than that, I got nothing. 🤷🏻‍♀️ But I always root for Artem, and he’s pretty consistent with his partners and choreography. That combined with Bachelor Nation, very possible they make the Finals unless she is absolutely, undeniably terrible (which I doubt) or if shenanigans happen

Xochitl Gomez: I’ve heard her name before, but I always thought she was a singer 🥴 my bad 😂 I haven’t watched anything Marvel related in almost two years, so 🤷🏻‍♀️ she’ll probably go far especially because of the Disney / ABC connection as well as Val being the most production assisted pro in DWTS history (sorry, but y’all know how I feel about Val 🤮 😂) but I do think she’s going to be fun to watch and actually be a good dancer, I just don’t have faith her partner will give her good choreography. We’ll see how (or if) that effects things (probably not)

Had absolutely no idea who they were:

Lele Pons: Influencer? I guess? She seems nice and I love how excited she is to be on the show. I think she’s going to be a lot of fun and maybe this can be a breakthrough season for Brandon🤞🏻

Harry Jowsey: Reality Star? Dating show? Youtuber? I have no idea tbh. And, not to go all Karen Smith, but if he’s British, why isn’t he on Strictly? 🤨 But very much looking forward to Rylee as a pro. I always enjoyed Lindsay as a teacher / choreographer, so let’s see if it runs in the family 😂

Adrian Peterson: I WISH I STILL DIDN’T KNOW WHO HE WAS. WTF 🤬 Poor Britt. To go from Daniel to this? The ultimate downgrade 😔

Don’t give one single fuck about:

Jamie Lynn Spears: I have made my feelings on this vile creature known 🤮 Apologies and best of luck to Alan (not really tho because I want her foul ass eliminated asap)

[dimpledpran]

~ getting to know your BL mutuals ~

Rules: answer the questions and @ some people. Include the tag ‘g2ky BL mutuals 2022’ on your post so we can find everyone’s answer.

Thank you for the tag @morkofday​ ! As always, i enjoy reading your thoughts. Not al all surprised about how VV is basically your personality at this point.

Disclaimer: I am going to talk about series that I watched this year, and not just those that were released this year. I really didn’t watch all that much this year.

What have been the BLs that took you by surprise this year?

Bad Buddy: Really went into this with no expectations, and honestly I still don’t understand what made me watch this halfway through while it was airing, but best decision I made. (Well I kinda do regret not watching it from the start) It just completely consumed me. I love Patpran so much. They have taken over my brain and heart. I love how this series has such a good mix of humour, angst and is also more real/relatable with the issues they address.

Not Me and The Eclipse: Lumping this together here because I really did not expect any BLs that would address such heavy themes. I just wish they were handled a bit better.

Dew The Movie: I did not know anything about the movie going in, so watching what happened really threw me off. But it was a nice/wild ride.

Kieta Hatsukoi: Aoki and Hashimoto really stole my heart. I love how chaotic and hopeless they are. They were so dramatic but also quite relatable! 😂

What have been the BLs that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

KinnPorsche: Maybe it’s because I had too much hope going in, or because it was so hyped up. Or maybe because I had a lot of personal stuff going on when it was airing, but I just couldn’t get involved with the series. The finale ended up confusing me instead of giving me conclusions, and I’m not really a fan of that. Thanks to friends on discord that helped me understand it a bit better. Though this series introduced me to Jeff Satur and I’ll forever be grateful for that!

The Eclipse: This series started out with so much potential! The pace was brilliant, the cast was incredible and they really were trying to address the hard topics in a metaphorical manner. But towards the end, it really started to show that they didn’t have enough time with the planning and post-production. It felt like such a rushed ending and was honestly disappointing. It could have been the top of the year if handled better.

What has been your favorite BL (watched) this year?

Bad Buddy: This is my ultimate BL at the moment. Not even for the year, but generally speaking. I Fell in love with PatPran. Pran is so damn relatable, like I’ve never identified with a character as much as I do with him. I can go rambling for days about BB, so I shall stop her and not bore people with my BB brainrot.

Vice Versa: As much as I am mad that we didn’t get a proper development/conclusion for TessTun, I still enjoyed this series. It was all the more enjoyable with all the screaming with Vish. But also as a very visual person who loves colours, this show stole my heart. I loved the colours and the visuals in this series. The locations were all so new and beautiful! As a sucker for a soulmate AU, I loved their twist on that trope! And of course Jimmy and Sea stole my heart.

The Eclipse: Yes, i know I said I was disappointed with it, but I also really enjoyed it. The ending did feel very rushed. But other than that, it was a really good series. The cast did a brilliant job! Like I knew they can all act, but honestly I was so impressed with their skills!! Khaotung and First had the most beautiful breakdowns, Khaotung also sold the bad boy attitude in the first 5 minutes when I was so used to seeing him as the sweet little brother character, and it was so refreshing to see a new side to Neo! So yes, I’d watch it all over again just for them! Also they did deliver a few surprises, so that was interesting.

Not Me: Again, I feel like the ending could have been more polished. It really showed that they were rushing with the filming and airing. GMMTV needs to stop rushing them and airing shows while they are still filming. It really destroys the quality. But it did well to address the heavy topics! Of course I love seeing OffGun in anything, but they truly had an amazing cast. I couldn’t stop looking at Mond, Sing, First and Gawin. Also I Fell in love with Film. This series also felt so real because it showed how life is very unjust, and it showed the problems of the common people. So it was very refreshing to watch.

Semantic Error: I loved how chaotic and awkward this was. Sang Woo is my precious child and I will protect him. It’s a simple plot, but they did well with it. Loved the balance of humour and drama. Also loved the editing in this show.

Badhaai Do (Technically not a BL, but it counts):

3 Will Be Free (Again not technically a BL, but it counts):

Favorite BL couples (not just of 2022)?

Patpran (Bad Buddy), Wangxian (CQL), PeteKao (Dark Blue Kiss), Gao Shi-de and Zhou Shu-yi (We Best Love), Wenzhou (Word Of Honour) [Is it obvious that I have a type? ]

What’s your non-BL favorite (watched) this year?

55:15 Never Too Late:

10 Years Ticket:

[artemisrogers]

Promise Me Glenn Danzig x reader Part 1

I was not expecting to end up backstage with someone known for his attitude and being a supposed dick. I was at a concert that had Danzig lined up as the main performance. I had recently discovered Glenn's music and fell in love with it. Of course curious about Glenn himself I did some research in his background and found out he also was in the band misfits which I loved as well.

I didn't think to look up how the man looked or whatever before I went to the concert so it was kinda a mystery for me. There was a small band that opened up first that was pretty good. Then it was time for Danzig to perform. It was a good show and I caught the singer staring at me and checking me out a few times throughout the show. After the performance I was getting ready to head out when one of the security guards tapped my shoulder.

"Hey Mr. Danzig would like to see you and asked me to bring you to his dressing room." The guard told me.

Holy shit this was a huge surprise. I followed the guard backstage and waited as he knocked on the door. Of course the singer I thought was a random dude came out and it dawned on me. This was Glenn Danzig the Glenn Danzig. And he noticed me? That had to be a record. I mean he was pretty short for a guy he actually was my exact height I realized. But that didn't stop me from noticing how gorgeous he was.

"It's an honor to meet you Mr Danzig."

"Call me Glenn please makes me feel less old." Glenn said.

His voice was surprisingly soft and gravely with a small lisp. It was actually kinda cute. We ended up chatting and getting to know each other. I kept noticing the way he kept checking me out like he was sizing me up or something. I tried not to stare at him like I was a starstruck idiot. I mean for someone who was supposed to be the punk rocker asshole. He was actually really sweet and kind.

"You've been catching my eye all night you know? I usually don't go looking for groupies let alone deal with them at all. But that's not what I'm calling you either."

"I'm not sure I'm following here." I said sheepishly.

Glenn softly laughed at my confusion. God even his laugh and smile were hot.

"Doll I'm trying to see if you're taken or single? I mean I know we just met and shit but I do like you as a person and that says a lot here."

I felt my cheeks heat up and could tell he was serious about this.

"I am single but I wasn't expecting you to be the type to go for girls like me."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well I'm not exactly um what most girls look like that try to get with you. I'm kinda plain." I said looking down.

I heard him scoff and felt him gently tilt my chin up to look at him. How the hell was he gentle like this when he's supposed to be a punk rocker.

"You think I like those plastic girls? That's all I see them as girls looking for a quick bang so they can brag to their friends. That's never interesting to me. This punk rocker actually has a type."

I smiled softly and realized he actually was genuinely interested in me. Wow that's a first and I was definitely taking that opportunity. So we agreed I'd be on his bus and shit. What, dating someone who's well known in the industry out of sheer luck? Now that was definitely luck that I'm grateful for.

We got on his bus no problem of course I was met with a few shocked stares and raised eyebrows. I followed Glenn to his room and he told me to make myself at home. Once he was in the bathroom to change out of his stage clothes I sat on a chair in his room. I was still trying to process everything from tonight. The door opened and he wore a tight fitting black shirt and some sweatpants.

"Still trying to process everything huh? I don't blame you it's not often you become a washed up punk rockers girlfriend."

"Oh your not washed up! You're actually really fucking hot."

"Oh so the girl can swear haha! You're not too bad yourself y/n." Glenn said walking over to me.

I felt his hand cup my cheek and before I could react I felt his lips pressed against my own in a soft kiss. I felt my body get goosebumps my heart fluttered just from his kiss alone. I kissed him back and he had a natural sweetness to him that I loved.

"Mmph someone's eager, not that I'm complaining about it. One question though, you a virgin?"

"Forward much? For one no I'm not I had an ex in the past who was a cheater." I said my voice cracking at the end.

The look Glenn gave me when I said what my ex did was something that kinda spooked me. Those dark eyes almost black with anger and protectiveness. I felt him pull me flushed against his chest against my own. Crist I was gonna short circuit from how much he seems to care about me. I blurted out the unspoken question I had in my head and froze.

"You wouldn't cheat on me would you?"

"The fuck would I do that shit for?! That ex of yours? That piece of garbage? I ain't like that I actually respect my women and bluntly state what is and what isn't." Glenn said his voice dropping a little at the mention of my ex.

I softly smiled at the thought he was actually a guy who is loyal to their partner. I felt his hands gently move to my hips giving them a little squeeze, making me giggle softly and look back up at him. I was met with another kiss this time deeper. I put my arms around his neck as I felt him pull me into his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. I heard a soft groan come from him and felt shivers run down my spine when he kissed my neck.

"Promise me something love?"

"Oh now you're calling me love? Can't complain it's really adorable. What do you want me to promise you?"

"Promise me you'll treat me right?"

I felt him smile against my neck as he wiped my jawline. I felt him nodding and knew this was a done deal. I gasped softly when he started to suck and not on my neck out of the blue. He was marking me ask his. After kissing the dark hickey he left on my neck I tangled my hands in his hair as I buried my face in his neck making him chuckle. He has this scent of pine and natural musk that made my brain go into the gutter. I hope that he was serious about being with me because I come with a lot of baggage.

[robotonthemoon]

Hi, honest answer to your honest question.

I’m a straight white American guy- a SWAG, if you will.

Apart from the obvious reactionary attitude implicit in things like White History Month or Straight Pride, I do feel there’s a morsel of real concern there, and it’s a concern I feel too.

Our society kind of assumes you’re a SWAG by default. That’s the baseline. So if you’re not in an oppressed group, then you are that baseline, and you get nothing *compared to the baseline.* You’re the target of mass media, you’re the default citizen. You’re the human experience.

And in my experience that can be a pretty empty thing to be. You kind of just grow up without ever developing an identity around your race, gender, sexuality, nationality- these are just facts about you. And then you see people who react to oppression by rejoicing in themselves and extracting meaning from all those things and yours are just empty because you’ve never been given anything to fill it with.

Yes, culture is made to your specifications but it never speaks about you because the only time race, sexuality, gender, nationality need to be spoken about is when they’re not the default- when they’re not yours. So it never even really feels like it was made *for* you so much as *around* you.

And so yeah, beyond the reactionary bullcrap, I do fully understand the urge to say “actually I am white and I am cishet and I am a man and I want to have positive feelings about those aspects of myself-“ and not like “I’m normal and boring” but like “I’m all these things and they are valuable.”

Which I’m sure is a hard sell if you’ve spent your life trying to say “I want what I am to be *permissible*, let alone *valuable*.” And it’s so often reactionaries who try and fill these ideas with bigotry, I understand why people are defensive. But you can’t ever get rid of, e.g. heteronormativity, if you don’t allow the heteros to decide that heterosexuality means more than normativity. Which, to me, sounds like some kind of straight pride.

(Of course, I’ve also seen the take that Pride would not even be coherent outside the context of oppression. And believe me, having lived my life with an “inconsequential” relationship to gender and sexuality, it’s a pretty bleak worldview you’ve got if you think that your choice is between oppression and inconsequence. My outlook greatly improved since I learned from my lgbtq+ friends to start loving those aspects of myself as things of meaning.)

Pride would not have existed in the first place without oppression. It is a defensive movement, in the sense that it is entirely a reaction to threats. Without oppression, queer people would be treated as exactly as "normal" and expected as cishet people. I generally tell people, "do not be upset that there's no straight pride, be grateful you don't need it." Access to the "default baseline" of things is an underappreciated gift that many marginalised people do not get to enjoy.

Now, that said, there is every reason to celebrate being straight if it makes you happy. I certainly understand being attracted to women and would not criticise it. But its definitely not the same as pride as a movement. It is unfortunate that culturally we only seem to think about things in opposition rather than for their own joy.

I am reminded of something I read once. About "white people have no culture in the US" which seems to contribute at least a little to cultural appropriation. And how white people have been disconnected from the cultures they came from. The traditional cultures of French, Dutch, Swedish, Russian, etc. people are all quite different and rich. We could do well to encourage white people to reconnect with some of that. So long as it doesn't become an excuse for bad behaviour.

Thank you for your thoughts!

[rainey-staerie-daize]

You wanna know something I've realized?

This week is supposed to be my "birthday week" because I was sick on my actual birthday (and I still am, by the way), but almost nobody's been acting like it.

If I'm not counting the $100 bill in my birthday card from my mom, my only actual presents were from Kare, my seven-year-old sister. They were a painted rock and 15 signs with various nicknames taped around the house. Most of the nicknames are things I've never been called. And yes, 15. She just told me I missed one when I was taking them down.

For extra reference of why I'm kinda salty:

Xan had Mario-themed birthday decorations up for his birthday. On my day, his decorations were still up. Forget my own decorations. His were still up! They'd still be up if I didn't take them down the day after my birthday.

Mom never knows what to get me. Always blanks. (Wow, say you never got to know me and my interests without saying it.) So I made an Amazon wishlist. The original reason I made the list, actually. And she usually asks me for the link every year, because she always loses it. She never asked this year.

I was met with attitude when I asked if Mom bought the body wash I wanted when she got home from the store, but she bought Xan DLC for a game today.

Mom also sat and played that game with Xan today. On my actual birthday, she took a nap.

Mom spent around $200 on Xan's presents to my knowledge, while I got that $100 in a card. She was complaining about the price in a group chat actually, saying she doesn't want Xan to be disappointed. Meanwhile, this has been the most disappointing birthday I've ever had. More effort was made for my first, and I don't even remember it. And this year was my golden birthday, the one I've been looking forward to for a couple of years, actually.

The kicker? The reason that makes every previous bullet point infuriating? I forget to clean up sometimes. People also tend to find me annoying, even if I try not to be. My bad, I guess. But Xan's a legitimate asshole. Take yesterday, for example: he called me an idiot and a liar repeatedly. Screaming it. I'm neither of those things, mind you. And why? Because I was trying to get him to clean up (because Mom told me to have the littles pick up for our "Halloween party") and be kind. That's it. But I was met with screaming because I unplugged the Firestick, because, y'know, he wasn't listening. And at some point, he went to his room so he couldn't hear me try to talk sense into him (which I was honestly grateful for, because I didn't wanna hear him anymore), so Kare finally got a TV turn (because Xan was hogging it all day). And he later came out, stole the remote, and changed her movie (Nimona) back into his stupid YouTube videos. And even better: I was also met with Mom being angry at me for unplugging the Firestick when she got home from buying Halloween candy! What does she expect me to do if he doesn't listen to me? Nothing, like she does? Excuse me, but I'm not a doormat, and I'll never be sorry about that. Seriously, though, what was I supposed to do? I'm not allowed to smack him, and I can't think of anything besides taking away the screens. He's ten by the way, and I used to say he sounds two when he screams, but no, I change that comparison to "insane." Might legitimately be a narcissist, but I have no way of warning his therapist. (And I'm still salty he has a therapist, which I've wanted for years.) I've told Mom to bring up narcissism with his therapist, but I'm pretty sure she hasn't. She wants to make it seem like our household is "normal" to the public, which is bullshit.

For a few years now, I've felt like the joy my mother has had on my birthday has been fake. On the day of, she's always acted like I'm such a blessing, and will make a Facebook or Instagram post with old pictures, talking about how much she loves me. Meanwhile, she has had no problem yelling at me on the 22nd and 24th. I'm pretty sure she doesn't even like me.

I don't know whether to be glad or disappointed that she has finally decided to stop being so fake.

[hard-core-super-star]

thanks, I really appreciate it, like, literally. fluff fics are so good for making your heart warm and melt, so yeah, I understand the therapeutic part. do you have any kind of reaction while writing this? or do you have a face like this 😐 the whole thing? even if it takes forever to write this it still shows that you put a lot of effort into making this good even if it's just a few headcanons. I'm itching to just say that forever is composed of nows lmao.

your unfinished sentences are really more obvious, but I won't talk about that now because WHAT? YOU JUST... did you just use my phrase against myself??? I didn't think it was fair!

yeah, you managed to achieve this successfully. oohhh look at you being all mysterious again. hdjskakakk I just think it should've been cool to be 19 on the 19th. but wow, you really have something with 19 huh? even got it tattooed. I wasn't expecting this much of 19 in your life, and now I see that it's not random at all.

definitely has my support because this game ages like wine. 5 year olds with a tablet bigger than them are grateful for your attitude. If I'm not mistaken, there is something about the recommended age for letting children start using phones, isn't there?

I don't know if a person wanting to take children's phones is someone who you would say has a “great sense of judgment”, but yeah? I think so? 🤐

so you actually turn off your writer brain sometimes? interesting. the things you rewrite in your mind are something you consider better than the original script? 🤔 they're not important? but they are cool as fuck, how is that possible?? this is disrespectful and I'm offended, don't talk about my boy and my old man like that again😭 I see here a Caitlin's defender in its natural habitat, I heard that this species feeds on crumbs and that it hunts Caitlin's highlights frequently... this is a docile species, until we start talking about the injustices that Caitlin suffers... we will do more research on this rare species, that was today's animalplanet. (well, as long as we understand each other even when we're almost asleep, I think everything's fine lmao)

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you don't have to thank me :) lmao, it certainly depends, i think the best emoji to describe how i look while i write is this one 🫠 i'm half happy and half overwhelmed because words are hard. i honestly never thought about it that way, i thought it was just annoying that i take so long to write like...ten sentences. that's such a good reference, i'm proud. and i absolutely adore that poem

how are you going to tell me that i am in fact obvious and then walk away like that??? are you trying to give me a small heart attack? i'm going to assume that means you don't mind those half-finished, yet obvious, sentences then. and of course, i used your phrase, it's not very fun when it's used against you, is it? welcome to my world. i didn't think it was fair when you used it the first time so 😶

i'm glad to hear that. it was very cool to turn 19 on the 19th, you are correct. it's very much my favorite number and it's cool to me that so many things in my life connect with it. it's mainly coincidental but it's still cool.

gonna start playing it instead of scrolling through tumblr in between writing sessions. god, don't get me started on those kids and their massive tablets, especially if they're using it to watch TikTok because wtf. i honestly don't know what the recommended age is but it has to be at least 10/11 because younger than that is...yikes.

it was just a joke! so, don't judge that person for a very funny joke. i think that person would take great joy in you saying that but idk 🤷

only sometimes because, believe it or not, sometimes i like slightly crappy/ridiculous movies and shows. although, maybe it is my writer brain that makes me like them because i can analyze them and find something good in them. i wouldn't say better, i would say gayer lmao. I MEANT THE IRRELEVANT CHARACTERS ON THE FLASH. my bad for not clarifying lmao. STOP, the way that little joke was so accurate i- 😶 i can't even try to argue because you're not wrong at all. [i agree, i think we're fine]

[genshingarbage]

Hi! I recently came across your tumblrs and I wanna say ty for the stories both of you make. If you’re not too busy, do you mind if you can make a scaramouche smut, female!reader teasing him unknowingly and him getting turned on only to wreck you? Thank you! And good luck with life!

Aha... ha...ha...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You have NO IDEA what you've just unleashed from inside me- I have the most unholy obsession with this puppet. Congrats on being the first to ask for a Scaramouche one shot, and i am quite honestly more than happy to do his ask for you. Sorry if you lot hate the teasing and cliffhanger but uhm, like it's Scara so you should always expect the most extreme or unfair... - Mod Diluc

My Turn. ||One Shot||

Scaramouche x Reader

How long had it been since you'd shown up at your superiors office now? It was surely passing on for two hours, all because he'd promised you that today he'd be sure to take you out on a 'proper date'. Because even though this man was your superior, he was also, albeit something you were beginning to question now, your boyfriend. But here you were, lounging around in a chair while he remains nose buried into his scattered papers and forms adorn his desk. You didn't think the sound of a pen scribbling onto its given surface could irritate you so badly, but guess today was full of surprises eh? You'd made your discomfort to this situation very audible and visible barely thirty minutes ago now, and he'd simply just ignored you. You sighed, huffed, grunted, crossed your arms, tapped your fingers against your arm rest, but whether it was on purpose or not he merely sniffed his nose casually and remained eyes glued to the papers. What was so important on those damn papers anyway? Scaramouche was never one to be tardy when it came to his work and you knew this, but even he was pushing past his normal attitude given towards his own tasks now.

You couldn't take it anymore, whatever this was, it had officially overstayed its welcome. You were bored, you were hungry, you were annoyed something rotten with Scaramouche right now, and it didn't matter how you tried to phrase the sentence in your head- you knew the moment you voiced it out loud it was gonna come out as a jumbled and royally screwed up mess of just incoherent babbles. But either way you had to say something, anything! Because this was becoming ridiculous now, how he could keep sitting there and acting like this was all okay was beyond you now. Had he forgotten you were there at this point? It was unreal how rude he was treating you, granted he's always been a rude and harsh man, but this was just cruel now. Your mouth opened once you'd finally hyped up yourself to voice out your anger toward him, but then, it hit you... your mouth closed slowly again, a word never having once left your lips, as a very sly smirk was now adorn your features. If he's to keep you trapped here in utter boredom and sheer silence, you might as well create some fun hm?

|| 45 Minutes Later ||

This woman, was gonna be the death of him, he'd finally decided it. Here he was trying his best to finish these awfully painful result forms as fast as possible, so that he could leave this personal hell he called his office and take you somewhere nice, and you've now taken it upon yourself to tease him? In various ways might he add. Were you insane or just stupid? The Tsarista herself has demanded these forms be filled out by him personally, why? Fuck knows. But it was grating his nerves slowly that's for sure, and now you- he hitches his breath, a sharp inhale being sucked through gritted teeth. You were playing such a deadly game right now, having dared to sit on his lap, he'd immediately felt the way you tensed and froze for moment when doing so, yea, he's aware of how rock fucking hard he is down there, thanks to you bitch, and now you're fully aware that your little antics and teasing games have been affecting him oh so badly. It was bad enough when you were practically shoving a 'I'm bored' sign in front of his face, to which he gracefully ignored lest he have a fit and fry the furniture around him in an angry outburst. This was the last time he ever made a promise with you that's for fucking sure.

You were enjoying the feel of rubbing back and forth ontop of his ever growing bulge a bit too much in all honesty. Shocked in your own self's ability to rile him up so easily, but that being said, should congratulations really be in order? You're not exactly modest down there yourself right now either, you felt the damp patch form twenty minutes ago, but you being the good hard worker you are, opted to ignoring it in favour of continuing to feel your boyfriend tense and twitch under you so cutely. You didn't dare to look around however, one could only imagine the heart stopping glare he's giving you right now, if your hairs standing on your neck are anything to go by he's staring, hard. But this is his punishment, you won't allow yourself to start feeling bad now, he has work to do, okay, so do it tomorrow, or the day after, or the day even after that! If he finds it fine to make promises and not keep them; then you're going to become his own personal blue balls machine. Looking back on it now though, you never once were calling the shots here... were you?

This became painfully apparent when he made a loud click noise with his tongue, having finally reached the peak of his own limit. His hands roughly gripping your own in such a fast flash you could of sworn you saw sparks of purple electro fizzle from his fingers, that and also the numbingly intense tingle that rattled through your body and bones when his touch engulfed your own. You gasped softly from his sudden outburst and had no time to react while he forcibly guided your arms around your back, leaving you to look like nothing more than a vulnerable tied up play thing. You squirmed slightly in his vice grip, tempting the waters so to say, but the fact you only winced from the sheer tightening hold on you and your complete inability to move in the slightest indicated he was well and truly done with your little games. Shaking your head as nerves began to eat away at you like a fever burning up inside your blood, trying to now play the victim wasn't going to get you anywhere; but what other alternatives were there for someone as fucked as you right now?

"H-hey, Scaramouche, I'm sor-" was silly of you to think you'd be given permission to speak now, wasn't it? Since he merely maneuvered both your restrained wrists into one of his hands, his boney fingers hugging around them snuggly. The other hand now free wasted no time in latching onto your hair and tugging your head back hard, rough, causing you to silence your words and instead gasp out loudly. Your eyes being forced to glare up at the ceiling as your breathing kicked up in pace, the uneven rhythm becoming much more audible to you and most certainly him. He was far too enthralled in the scene playing out before him to give those damn report forms any notice right now, you'd been trying his patience since the moment you sat your ass down in his office. Giving your best effort to rile him up, well congratulations, you'd succeeded honey, more than expertly might he add, the strain in his lower garments becoming ever more increasing in discomfort. He pulled you backwards so your left with no choice but to be pressed even closer into him while your eyes remain wide eyed and glaring at the ceiling. His hand still tightly knuckled into your hair, he licks his lower lip slowly out of habit as he leans his face forward, drawing his lips now right beside your ear, which was now flushed red at the very tip.

The hot breath fanning across your ear only made your nerves reach a new high, your throat suddenly running crisp dry, swallowing down hard and slow trying to remain collected. But you knew you were divinely fucked when you heard that low chuckle emit from his lips, with a husky tone he grunted out right beside your ear; "My Turn."

Yea sorry guys, I started this one-shot like actually months ago, I have lost count now, i got distracted with personal life and stuff and when I finally wanted to get back to it I just didn't really know where to take it from this point on, so I decided to just wait till my spark flicked back but I've totally lost motivation for Scaramouche now after finding out he may just be another short anemo guy, gonna take me sometime to accept that and get over it, so I am leaving this post as a giant cliff hanger and posting it like this, better to have something than nothing right? sorry but not sorry- - Mod Diluc

[mithrilhearts]

I am but a humble little anon with a small request for you because I liked the prompt…👀

“…you actually expect me to believe that you’re still alive…because of a cat?”

Alright, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with this prompt as soon as it fell in my inbox. I went a little overboard...and did not stick to my "these are going to be less than 1k a piece!" but that's okay.

Have some words from the AU verse of "Where The Shadows Lie"

“Oh! She’s a nightmare!” Bilbo growled as he paced back and forth while practically tearing his hair out by the roots. “I don’t know what I’m going to do when she gets here. All because she wants to borrow a few place settings, which I know I’ll never get back, but no doubt she’ll criticize the way I’m running the place, and not to mention–”

“Bilbo,” Thorin abruptly interrupted from his perch on the check in desk while watching his significant other look as if he were about to go toe to toe with some regular monsters. The kind that lived under his bed, rather than in them like Thorin did. “Relax.”

“You don’t understand, Thorin. My cousin Lobelia could be the solution to all of your problems! Send her after this Azog fellow, let her tear him apart with her snotty attitude and–” a set of hands were suddenly at Bilbo’s cheeks, partially squishing them, but primarily caressing. Curse vampires and their speedy movements. If it was Thorin’s intent to get him to be quiet, this vampire was in for some bad news. “She’s a Sackville-Baggins!” Bilbo blubbered through his squished face as his brows furrowed.

“And you’re a Baggins, but also a Took. If I know anything about either, you’ll be just fine,” the vampire murmured close before releasing his hands from Bilbo’s face, landing them on his shoulders instead. “What can I do to help?” And as Bilbo opened his mouth, Thorin’s head instantly shook in disapproval. “I am not biting her.” To which the human’s face wilted like that of a child being denied their desires.

“Realistically? Can you take the others out for a little bit? Much as I adore your company…I don’t know how confident I feel in letting those like Frerin and Nori loose around Lobelia, right now.”

A thick brow arched high and Thorin’s head tilted. “Not embarrassed by us, are you?” Specifically, him.

“No! No, I just…don’t know what she knows, you know?”

“I know.” Sighing, Thorin stepped away and locked his arms across his chest, a tell-tale sign when irritation was starting to itch at the back of his brain. “I promise you, my company will be far from this place when your dear cousin pays a visit. Less stress for you, and…perhaps a bit of fun for them.”

“Thank you. The last thing I need is for Lobelia to start squawking rumors to every relative, near or far.” Regardless of the family tree obviously separating into two, it wasn’t as if the Sackville-Bagginses never spoke to the Tooks. This was to protect Thorin and his brood–alongside some of Bilbo’s sanity. Stepping closer and rising on his toes to press a kiss to his vampire’s lips, it truly felt like kissing a stone wall. “Don’t be like that. I promise, it’s nothing against you, she just worries me is all.”

“Alright, if you say so.” 

Nothing was going to move the irritable mountain that was Thorin Oakenshield, and Bilbo had to accept that. He’d win Thorin’s favor later if possible, but for now, it was time to prepare for some family visiting, as no doubt Lobelia would be bringing her husband and her son along with her. More eyes for scrutiny, and more witnesses to Bilbo’s embarrassment.

….

Thorin had kept to his word and ushered the company out of the bed and breakfast for who knows what. Perhaps he’d simply used the ‘leader’ voice he was known for having and shooed everyone off, but Bilbo was grateful regardless. Part of him was still worried that his fanged beau was annoyed or under the impression that they couldn’t behave, but it was something to focus on later. For now, Bilbo had been keeping himself busy with vacuuming, dusting, and just looking busy.

Until that knock came, and Lobelia strode in with her husband and son at her heels.

“Good evening, Cousin!” Lobelia practically snorted with her nose to the sky, making an observation already of how the lobby was looking. “It’s getting a little dusty in here, isn’t it? Have you been slacking?”

“I’m literally cleaning right–” Sighing, Bilbo gave up on that attempt before he’d ever finished the sentence. “You wanted some plates and silverware for your dinner party, yeah?”

“Why are we rushing things? I hardly get to see you, and we don’t live that far away. Let’s catch up. Go put on some tea, if you’d be so kind.”

Being bossed around in his own house had Bilbo practically vibrating with annoyance, but he forced a grin on his lips and nodded. “Of course. I have scones too.” Day old, but Lobelia didn’t need to know that. “Right this way–Hello, Otho! Lotho! It’s good to see you again.” While neither had much to say aside from faint hellos, Bilbo was actually disappointed. It meant Lobelia would be doing all the talking, but what else was new?

Leading the way through the lobby, the little sitting room to the side, and into the kitchen, Bilbo just babbled about what he’d been up to–which were all lies, of course. From having guests come and go, to taking up new hobbies such as crochet (to explain some of the yarn that had been left out by Ori in the sitting room), it was…something. That is, until Bilbo came to a dead stop to stare at his kitchen counter that housed a plate of day-old scones and a large black and grey cat draped on the ledge just waiting for him.

“No wonder it’s so dusty and dirty! What even is that large…beast…?” Lobelia scrunched her nose, reaching out a hand to halt Lotho from charging forward, who seemed more excited to see a big cat in Bilbo’s house than the scones. “Don’t touch that, it probably has rabies. You did get this thing it’s shots, didn’t you, Bilbo?”

Bilbo, who was red in the cheeks and without a word on his tongue, simply stared at the large cat who lounged with a tail flicking lazily. Those bright blue eyes staring back at him and looking more annoyed than anything. “I…he’s just a cat, Lobelia, he isn’t going to infect you.”

“I bet there’s hair all over the scones–”

A loud objection of a meow came from Thorin, raising his head and narrowing his eyes on the woman with tight curls and an absurdly colored dress on her frame.

“Don’t look at me,” Lobelia snorted, waving her hand dismissively. “Shoo, feline. Honestly, Bilbo, I know you’re lonely, but a cat of that size will maul you in your sleep.”

“You don’t know the half of it,” Bilbo muttered with a small grin pulling at the corners of his lips before clearing his throat. “He…saved me, really. His company is great, and I don’t know where I’d be without it.” Both Thorin’s and his actual company. To say they showed up at the right time in Bilbo’s life would be an understatement. Things had been looking dull and drab, and then some vampires fell through his door. “He gives me a reason to wake up in the morning.” A dark admission if ever there was one, but it was honest, and it gained Thorin’s attention.

“You actually expect me to believe that you’re still alive…because of a cat?”

 “Yes. Now we can move on from Acorn Majesty, don’t mind him, he won’t do anything to you, so long as you don’t do anything to him. So, I’d stop insulting him if I were you.”

“Oh, please. All I have to do is change the pitch of my tone, and he won’t know any differently.” Putting on a brave face, Lobelia strode forward, standing right next to the counter and reaching a hand out. Her lips curl into the sweetest grin as she began to scratch at the top of Thorin’s head and behind one ear. “You don’t know anything I’m saying, do you? A ridiculous thing, but that seems suitable for he who is your master–”

Thorin hissed and nipped at the hand close to him, his fur bristling and claws extending to be more threatening, which got the reaction he wanted. Lobelia stepped back, cradled her hand that had barely been grazed–no blood was drawn–and just looked bewildered. Another loud hiss escaped Thorin.

Bilbo tsked his lips, practically tutting Lobelia like one might do to an ill-behaved child. “I told you so. He’s very smart, and he hates yellow.” Which just so happened to be the color of Lobelia’s dress. “The dishes, then? Or did you still want some cat-hair-covered scones and tea?”

“I don’t think I want either! Not if this thing has been around them!”

“I let Acorn eat off of those plates all the time, he’s a very high maintenance cat, you know,” Bilbo snickered as he watched Thorin’s legs stretch and his paws extend as if reaching for him. Scrubbing a hand beneath Thorin’s chin and picking him up like the oversized baby he was being, all Bilbo could do was find some amusement in this turn of events. If all it took was a grumpy cat to ward Lobelia off, maybe he should have mentioned it before! Don’t mind the cat when you get here–it could have saved them a lot of trouble.

“Thank you for your…generosity, but I think I’ll pass on borrowing any of your stuff. Otho, Lotho, we’re leaving–”

“But mom, I want to pet the cat–” A firm hand landed on Lotho’s arm to pull him away.

“He’ll bite, we’re leaving. Next time Bilbo, we’ll catch up at my place. Just wait for an invitation…for you, only. No cats allowed.”

Bilbo highly doubted he’d be getting an invitation anytime soon, and that was alright with him as he grinned, waved, and felt a feline’s head nuzzle under his chin, purring loudly like a laugh as the door to the bed and breakfast opened and slammed closed.

“So much for your promise, Thorin,” Bilbo sighed, but he wasn’t mad, not in the slightest! Relinquishing his hold on that ridiculously large feline in his arms as Thorin wiggled about, Bilbo grabbed a scone and simply leaned back against the counter.

“I kept my promise,” Thorin huffed as soon as he was back in his more human form, dusting off the front of his vest. “I said my company would be far from this place, I never said anything about myself.”

Pausing, Bilbo fixed his significant fanged annoyed with a look and shrugged. He’d give Thorin this one, but next time he’d learn to read between the lines, or ask for specifics.

“What was that about having a reason to wake up in the morning–”

“Let’s not talk about it.”

“I want to know.”

“You want to know? Okay. Before you came around this place felt like a tomb–” holding up his hand and frowning, Bilbo was not in the mood for any vampire jokes at the moment either, not that Thorin was one to crack them often. “–my parents are gone, this place gets little to no traffic, and I start finding myself up to my eyeballs in debt just to keep this place running, and shit seemed hopeless no matter what I tried. I was ready to sell and move on, or worse, but then you guys showed up and gave me a near heart attack, but…things changed.”

Bilbo found himself with a purpose, and while the financial situation of his life hadn’t really turned around, what the company had paid did ward off the bank for a little bit. Then of course there was Thorin, someone who Bilbo’s heart had grown very attached to. Someone he wanted to help out of a mess, just as the vampire was unknowingly helping him out of his own. 

“Things aren’t as lonely, Thorin, and that saved me.” Bilbo’s eyes had dropped, his lips forming a distinct pout as he shifted uncomfortably under Thorin’s gaze. 

Just as before, a set of hands pressed to the sides of his face, but with far less squishing and desire to silence him. If anything, Bilbo noted just how gentle the touch was as a kiss pressed to his forehead.

“Just as you saved me, then,” Thorin murmured against Bilbo’s warmer skin. “Loneliness is the worst kind of enemy, even when surrounded by a great deal of people. But I make this promise, I will not abandon you to that, you hear me?” 

And as Bilbo lifted his head, catching sight of that soft expression Thorin wore, no longer feeling or looking like some variation of a brick wall, Bilbo couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath, latching onto the vampire and nestling under his chin, just as the feline version of Thorin had done to him moments before. “Nor will I abandon you. That’d be bad work of me as your bodyguard–”

“Bilbo,” Thorin warned, a loving type of exasperation in his voice.

“Thank you for sticking around. At least now I have a weapon against Lobelia, and I get to keep my mother’s best china.”

Snorting, Thorin stroked a hand against Bilbo’s back. “Happy to help ward off your enemies, and protect your mother’s dinnerware.” Another kiss was pressed to Bilbo, this time atop his head and into his curly mop of hair.

“My hero.” And in more ways than one, that was for sure.