#i have had so many people in my life even just randoms gush to me about how its jarring how i dont make fun of them for their interests

[frostedmelone]

There's so many people I've met on the internet through the years that are always so used to people being cruel or rude to them and when I'm nice they always say they love being around me but it just makes me so...... sad. Like everyone deserves someone who is genuinely kind to them and yeah joking around and being mean to your pals is fine when you respect boundaries but when it's a constant thing it just weirds me out. I love being nice to people. I love spreading kindness. What do you get from being a huge jackass to everyone, including people who you claim to be very close to? I dunno.

Everyone deserves to be loved by their friends!! It's one of my favorite things to make my friends smile and make them feel good about themselves. It feels like everyone is always so ready to put their friends down for a joke. I love lifting mine up!!! Maybe it's just me. But I am a lover at heart.

[bedoballoons]

Could I request Kaveh, Alhaitham, Kaeya, and Neuvilette with an s/o who gushes about them 24/7? She'll talk about them in any conversation.

This is such a sweet idea, my brother does this with his girlfriend and I find it so cute! I hope you enjoy and thank you for your request!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~All about you~༺}

CW: Super sweet and fluffy!

(Includes: Kaveh, Alhaitham, Neuvillette, and Kaeya!)

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𑁍༄Kaveh:

"Speaking of art, you should see Kavehs sketches of the buildings he's designing. He has so much talent!"

"Kaveh is the best boyfriend I could ever ask for."

By now everyone had heard about him, had listened to you gush over him and talk him up, some had even started to roll their eyes, but you couldn't care less. He was all you could think about and every time he walked in on you complimenting him, you'd see him get all flustered and smiley and you just had to continue.

𑁍༄Alhaitham:

"He's so smart, so handsome. You should see the amount of books he reads and he always lets me snuggle up to him while he's reading."

You could go on for hours, chatting with everyone about him, about your perfect boyfriend who everyone always assumed was only a man with a poor attitude. If only they could see who he really was...the man who would hear your words and find himself longing to be with you in the comfort of your shared home, holding you against his chest and whispering his own words of kindness into your ear.

𑁍༄Neuvillette:

"He's the chief of justice...and one of the most incredible men I have ever met in my entire life."

"There's no one else like him, he's wonderful. Ah sorry I've started talking about him yet again...I just can't help it."

Your heart was just overflowing, everyday was a breeze...every moment a calm loved filled scene right out of the story books, how could you not talk about him every chance you got? You'd even started talking about him to random people you met during your busy day...unaware that so many of your kind words would reach his ears through the Melusines. He'd of course give you all his adoration in return, making sure to tell you just how much he loved you everyday.

𑁍༄Kaeya:

"He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. The way he loves me in unlike anything I could have ever imagined."

"Oh my, what a beautiful conversation to walk into~"

"Kaeya?!"

You'd turn to face him, feeling your cheeks burn with embarrassment as he yet again found you gushing over him...it couldn't be helped really. He'd find it adorable, catching you daydreaming about him to everyone...and he'd wrap his arms around you, place kisses on your cheeks to make you flustered. It was only fair considering how you made his heart race with your kindness

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

01/15/2024 Crew Recap

Hey all, today has been a very very very long day. I’m typing this with my eyeballs glazed over and half open. However, so much has happened in such a little amount of time I wanted share a few things before I pass out I know a lot of you are in different timezones, are busy with life, and taking a break, so maybe this will help with parsing through some of the crazy stuff the crew has been up to.

The petition hit 50K, and is at 52.5K at the moment

Fundraisers: I didn’t even realize there were two different fundraisers for Palestine/Gaza going on but we blew both out of the water. (Note: the second picture is from a November campaign but I think its just as important to highlight— ty for the correction anon!)

The Emmys hashtag turn out was great tonight. There was some pretty amazing and creative stuff going on across all the platforms. Some can be seen on IG, but if you wanna see the majority of it, check out twitter #SaveOFMD #75thEmmys

---We have new ways of protesting and advocating for our show, see here for the thread on tumblr (from twitter):---

And to support that @saltpepperbeard was kind enough to put together a wonderful guide on how to Call It Through as a Crew: Alleviating Some Phone Anxiety which as someone who is socially anxious and sometimes verbally vomits on people when on the phone, is AMAZING and thank you so much for doing that to help.

-- > There is also this new thread on some new places to call into. Don't quote me on that being an official thing we should do, I'm sure @renewasacrew and others will have more in the AM, I just wanted to share it so people could follow if they wanted to.

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New Articles!

Our Flag Means Death: Here’s why season three deserves to be aired

Petition to save BBC show with rare Rotten Tomatoes score gets 50,000 signatures

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There's so much more that's happened today-- but I can't write it all down because my brain is couscous.

<---So instead, I'm going to use this last part to gush over you all and your amazing contributions in all your unique ways. The community support the last few days has been SO INCREDIBLY UPLIFTING.-->

I saw (and experienced) people reblogging asks where random followers, anons, and mutuals just reached out and sent love because they could tell people were struggling.

I've seen comments all over the place on Tumblr, IG, Twitter, and Facebook where each and every person is encouraging each other to speak their mind, or complimenting their artwork, encouraging them if they were feeling uncomfortable with things outside their comfort zones, coming up with new and exciting ways to fight back, people reaching out to the cast/crew just to say hi and remind them we love them.

I've seen Self-Care checkpoints all over, reminding people to drink water, take a break, block your notifications for a while, not engaging in negative behavior.

I've seen people being so nice on instagram posts that the people who were being dicks about all our comments turned around and decided to watch OFMD!

I saw so many people doing new analysis of scenes and characters, and having really deep and friendly discussions that make everyone think in new ways.

I saw people digging through old tumblrs to bring life back to old posts and artwork.

I saw so much NEW artwork, new FICS! New GIFS! So much new art and love!

I could literally go on and on, but I've just...I had to dump this out of my brain otherwise I'd explode. I've just seen so much today that continues to make me so proud of our little safe space ship and so happy to be apart of this community.

You all continue to be the best of the best of humans, and I am so very grateful to get to witness and be apart of it. Rest up lovelies and have a good day / night, wherever you may be. May you dream of sexy middle-aged gay men kissing, or hugging, or whatever else you want them to be getting into.

[rs-hawk]

ok. Here’s a screwball idea. I don’t care if you don’t do it or even ask, but it’s here.

This thing is a Venus figurine. Many people tie them to being symbols of fertility due to their exaggerated, chubby proportions, and a lack of a face (kinda looks like they’re wearing vases). Because these things were made like in the Upper Palaeolithic era, and since society was a lot different back then (clearly), many people speculate that they could represent healthy or fertile women, goddesses, or simply self-portraits by their own makers.

from the way I see it, a Venus figurine represents a healthy woman very much capable of loving and having kids regardless of her appearance (lack of facial features), so the idea is simplified to this:

Fucking a life-sized Venus figurine who only wants to love, and be loved.

and now it’s done. This was most likely a fat waste of my time.

Friendly reminder that I'm an Anthropology major. When I tell you I fucking love Venus- Lord. I'm basically vibrating rn. I can't wait to drop nerd shit in this post. More asks like this I'm BEGGING. Prehistoric is my second area of interest! Pre-Colombian Americas is my main. I will go feral every time I get an ask like this. I’m not a fan of the almost self deprecating way you asked it, but I like it so-

Come to Life Venus of Willendorf x College Student Cis Male! Reader

"You know, some say that instead of a fertility Goddess, this is just a self portrait of some random woman. Like, look at her hips. That's how they'd look if she was looking down at herself while carving, you know?" you gushed, marveling at the small statue as you and your friend crowded around it. The velvet ropes stopped you from getting too close, but the statue was almost magnetic.

“Imagine being this chick and knowing dudes for centuries have used you to jerk off,” your friend snickered, side eyeing you.

"Come on dude. Do you really have to talk about her like that?" you scoffed, hating the idea of anyone else using her to get off. There was an aching in your cock that you couldn’t explain. Admittedly, you felt a little embarrassed about it. It was just a statue, but there was something about it.

“ ‘Her’?” he repeated, grinning teasingly at you. “So sorry I insulted her. Is she going to be upset with me?”

Rolling your eyes, you drew them away from the statue. “Whatever. Let’s go check the rest of the museum. I’m sure there’s plenty of other things from the Paleo that we missed.”

“You’re not going to write your essay about your wife?” your friend gasped, putting his hand to his chest with mock shock. “She’s going to be so hurt!”

Rolling your eyes again, you waved him on, though you did spare another glance at the statue. After the museum trip, you found yourself coming back to the museum again. And again. And again. And again. You were there nearly every day. When no one was around, you started praying to the small statue, whispering wants to her. How you wished you could have held her. How often you thought of her. Sure, it still made you feel a bit silly with how often your cock ached when you thought of her, but who would a statue tell?

The next morning, you woke up early. Much earlier than usual. Despite that, you couldn’t fall back asleep, so you began your morning routine. When you made your way to the living room to head to the kitchen, you stopped in your tracks. Sitting on your couch was… Venus?

“What?” you frowned, thinking maybe you were still asleep. This had to be a dream.

Her head turned, Her braids moving just enough for you to see a glimpse of facial features, but they seemed scattered. Not quite right. Then they were gone completely. You stood frozen. Rooted to where you stood.

“I came to pay a visit to my most dedicated worshipper,” She said in a voice that sounded the way a first kiss felt.

The way She spoke, you were certain she was smiling, if She could. She gestured for you to come sit beside her, which you did. Your head was spinning. Was this even real? You couldn’t help it when your gaze roamed Her bare body. Everything about Her was so perfect that you felt like touching Her would be like defiling a holy place.

As a thousand thoughts ran through your mind, She cut them all off by placing one hand on your thigh, the other tilting your chin so you had to look down at Her chest. You swallowed hard, your cock already aching. How would She feel wrapped around you?

The two of you didn’t speak for several moments. You wanted so badly to touch Her, but you still struggled with the idea. She, however, seemed to have no such reservations. She pulled down your pajama pants, running Her firm palm over the bulge in your boxers. A low groan escaped your lips. That was the end of your hesitation.

You stood up, kicking the pants off from around your ankles, quickly taking off your boxers as well. She chuckled slightly, though She seemed intrigued when you got on your knees in front of Her, lightly pushing Her plush thighs apart. You worshipped Her cunt just as well as She knew you would.

Your tongue lapped at Her, Her thick thighs and the overlap of her tummy nearly suffocating you. The coolness of Her core made you almost desperate to make Her cum and taste it on your tongue. She tasted like saltwater and copper, and all but Her majestic cunt and thighs seemed to still be primarily stone. All you wanted was to make Her happy. All you wanted was to continue to worship Her.

She moaned as you slid a finger into Her dripping pussy, moving your mouth to dutifully suck on Her clit. The metal decorations on Her braids clinked together when She threw Her head back, letting you see the curve of Her throat. A Goddess’ blessing. Or maybe the sounds were of the metal decorations hitting against the stone like braids themselves. Your other hand snaked between your legs, pumping your aching cock in time with how you were fingering Her. It only took a few minutes for Her to cum on your tongue, much to your satisfaction.

“What a skillful worshipper I have,” She nearly purred, pulling you up by placing Her hand under your chin.

She laid on Her back, spreading Her legs for you. In seconds, you sank into Her. Your thrusts were not rhythmic, but She didn’t seem to care, moaning and arching Her hips up to meet you. Your mouth found one of Her large nipples, taking it into your mouth as you softly groped Her other breast, your stomach and chest pressed against Hers. The softness and squish of Her stomach making it easier for you to adjust as you slammed into Her. It surprised you as Her limbs and head seemed to be solid stone. Maybe She could control it at will, but you didn’t have much time to ponder it. Not with how She was pulsing around you.

When you finally came, you didn’t even try to pull out. Why would a Goddess of fertility want you to? The two of you were panting together as your seed spilt deep inside of Her.

“I think I’m going to stay with you,” She whispered in your ear, the coolness of the metal loops sending a shiver down your spine.

“Please do,” was all you could get out, your mind back to reeling.

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[celestiamour]

ft. cassandra nova x f! reader — marvel

╰₊✧ “how come your fingers are in everyone but me?”┊0.7k words

contains: smut!! dom cassandra & sub reader┊master/pet dynamic, fingering

➤ author's note: sapphics, come get your food (i need her so bad)

₊˚ʚ 💌₊˚✧ tagging some people i saw in the "cassandra nova x reader" tag: @cyber-harpie @ilovecookies12

even if her long, dexterous fingers have always been an object of your fascination, you swear it was only a joke, never expecting her to do anything of this nature with you when she’s everything and you’re just one of the many variant minions running around, something you laughed about after seeing her hands go through another’s mind for the thousandth time. 

although, you wouldn’t complain about the compromising position you found yourself in when night fell and she called you to enter her room, in fact, it made you wish you had asked her that question earlier. the power exuding from her tone when she told you to strip and sit on her bed was a massive turn-on, which isn’t something she needed her telepathy powers to figure out.

“what a dirty girl you are,” cassandra cooed, “so wet, and i haven’t even done anything yet.” her attention was locked on your nude form with a focus on your bare heat, a little smirk on her face and a sparkle in her piercing eyes that loved what she was seeing. she remained fully clothed, reminding you of the imbalance in power, leaning your back onto her chest and resting her chin on the crook of your shoulder. “such a slut.”

her breath ghosted the shell of your ear and made you shiver. “don’t tease me, please…” you whined at her middle finger gently running along your folds trying to buck your hips into her touch yet only making her move away and booping you on the nose with the index finger instead. it’s such a silly little gesture in such a sexually charged situation, showing how much she loved to toy with you. it’s her favorite thing ever, even up there on the list with entering people’s minds, she just never had the chance to do it in such an intimate manner before.

“how desperate,” she tutted as if disappointed when she really relished in how needy you were for her. you’re so soaked that the first two digits slipped in with ease, but not without a soft gasp at the intrusion, starting her pace lazily before slowly picking up speed. 

pathetic pitched moans slip from your lips, music to her ears, rolling your hips to push her further into you and clutching onto her other arm that kept your thighs parted for dear life. the unfamiliar buzzing warmth of pleasure pricked your skin, unable to remember the last time you felt so good ever since entering the void as your own touch and random one-night stands couldn’t compare.

the way her talented fingers quickly located and started curling up to bully your sweet spot had you breathless, occasionally scissoring you apart and causing white sparks to flicker in your vision. you didn’t last very long, shuddering and tearing up as your climax washed over you like a wave and you writhed in her grasp, gushing all over her hand.

you were too immersed in lust to realize how intensely cass was admiring your beauty, her first time really noticing the physical features of your face when before you would always look away from her gaze when you met your eyes. she was never sure if it was embarrassment or fear, but she can now see it was the former given the obvious crush you had. “what a cute little thing you are…” 

even though you were already spent from your first real orgasm in ages, she wasn’t done with you yet as a wicked idea formed in her mind. her fingers continued to plunge into you, making you yelp from overstimulation and trying to shrink back into her because you didn’t think you could handle taking her again so soon.

she chuckled darkly seeing you squirm, “don’t try to run from me, isn’t this what you asked for? besides, I decided you don’t need to be my minion anymore, you can be my pet instead!” she retracted for a moment to show you the sleeve of her trench coat, particularly the dark stain on the fabric (although, your sex-hazed mind was hardly able to process what she was doing). “after all, i need to punish you for getting my coat dirty, don’t i? the night is far from over, pet~ i want to see more of those beautiful reactions…”

[biconickyoshi]

An avatar nonshipper for years, I once found myself having an extremely vivid and emotion-filled dream of Zuko and Aang being destined for each other. Never once in my years of being a fan have I considered a possibility of shipping them, ever, but my brain casually decided to rewrite its whole chemistry in one night.

My first thought was, what the hell did I get myself into. Will my closest friends accept me as a newly converted Zukaang shipper? Will I ever find a community of like-minded people who, too, received prophetic dreams one day? Am I doomed to be in, dare I say, a rareship pit for the rest of my life?

In the end though, I am glad to have found people who see what I saw when my eyes opened to all the possibilities for the first time. The mind is a tricky and fascinating thing. I just wanted to send this as a message of support for your incredible work! It's everything I could have ever dreamed of (which I did, ironically), soft and romantic, loving and warm. There might not be as many of us, but I can see that our fandom is dedicated. I hope to see more of your Zukaang vision, as well as more others who like them as much as we do <3

Aaaa thank you so much for sending this ask, anon!! And for taking the time to read my fic! :) I absolutely love this origin story for how you started shipping Zukaang haha, because yes, it sounds like the universe basically gifted you a prophetic dream!

It seems like a lot of us started out not even considering Zukaang as a ship. That was me until one random day in 2021, when I just had an epiphany and realized the sheer amount of potential the ship had if only they had been a bit closer in age during the events of the original show (though I do still ship Zukaang with their canon ages once they’re in their 20s - they have the same age gap as me and my husband).

It was a pretty big deal that I started shipping Zukaang honestly, because while it took me like 14 years to even consider them as a ship, they are now one of my all-time top OTPs, if not my favorite overall. Prior to this, I was always an avid Kataang shipper (and I still think they’re cute and I’m glad they ended up together), but I’ve literally never been this invested in a ship before, especially not a non-canon one. This is also the first ship I’ve ever written fanfiction for too, and it’s a long fanfiction that I have consistently worked on for months now. I’ve been in other fandoms and had other ships where my interest was very strong, but never this long-lasting.

I also empathize with worrying about what your closest friends will think of you being a Zukaang shipper - that’s me as well lol. I still haven’t told mine. Thankfully my husband is super chill about it and even helps proofread my chapters, so at least I have someone irl who I can gush to haha.

I’m so happy to hear you’ve enjoyed The Avatar and the Fire Prince so much - it has definitely been a labor of love, not just for the Zukaang ship, but for AtLA as a whole. It has given me the opportunity to truly dive into the world, characters, and lore and flesh them out in ways they couldn’t be in the original show. Plus, it’s just been a blast to write! :)

Thanks again for sending this ask anon! We’re happy to have you in the Zukaang fandom! ❤️

[mostmagical]

nicole my love will you rank your top three or top five or top ten video games… whichever number you wish to gush about… i love you…

hi sunny..... oughh I have a tough time picking favorites.... I looked at this question like a homework assignment.. I did a top 10 and I put reasoning even though you did not ask for that but I'm putting it under this read more in case you want it... you don't have to read more though... but you can... i love you...

Top 10

Kingdom Hearts - Obviously of course. I don’t always even rank KH1 as my favorite KH game but basically this was my “oh games can be like that?” game. Until I played this, I mostly played simulator games and movie tie-ins and Barbie games, and I loved those but this one had a STORY I could bury myself in. I forced the friend I played this game with to sit and wait while I read through every journal entry and character file looking for MORE, because I was so immediately hooked on everything.

Kingdom Hearts Re:Chain of Memories - This one always ranks high not just because of the story, which I love, but because this was the first game I ever beat entirely by myself. A lot of people skip or can’t stand this game so I’m extra proud of myself tbh. But this is the game where one of my favorite characters became one of my favorite characters, so it’ll always have a special place.

Ōkami - I love this game so much… It’s so visually stunning, I love the unique game play, and Amaterasu is such an amazing protagonist despite the fact that she does talk outside of barking and howling and also she is literally a dog. But she’s so good. There’s a dedicated bark button, which is important. AND THERE’S FISHING!

Final Fantasy X - I’ve literally never sobbed more over a piece of media in my entire life. The game wasn’t even over yet. I had to fight a boss with tears in my eyes. This was my first FF game and oh my god. Oh my god. I can say no more.

Horizon Zero Dawn - I got so sucked into this game. It was all I could think about for months. I love the environmental storytelling and the world-building and Aloy is a female protagonist WITHOUT a love interest in this game and it’s so huge to me and ugh. UGH.,

Hades - This game is so fun… I usually don’t like games that make me feel like I’m struggling but they somehow made it such a joy to die over and over again and see what’s up in the house. The sheer amount of unique dialogue makes it impossible to get annoyed. And it’s just FUN. Full of complicated family dynamics and Greek mythology… Collectibles… WOO (also has fishing)

Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons: A Wonderful Life - This is a really sentimental add, but it’s genuinely one of my favorites. I have so many memories of me and my childhood best friend staying up until the wee hours of the morning playing this game, only to go to bed and set an alarm to get up and play it again. AWL has some of the best NPCs of all HM/SOS games, and also the cutest cows. Ever.

Final Fantasy XV - FISHING. And also stories about bonds we build… friendship… ough.. I love sitting in the back of the car and letting Ignis drive and feeling like we’re all on a friendship road trip together. Random stops for pictures and bathroom breaks included. Luna deserved better but the hours I spent fishing made up for that.

Persona 5 Strikers - It probably seems silly to put this here and not Persona 5, but I really loved Strikers so much. It had such satisfying gameplay, completely different from the source material, yet still somehow felt like such an homage to the classic movesets. It was a really good adaptation to a new genre. I loved the story and the new characters, who MADE ME CRY! and I think it’s such a shame, because a lot of Persona players skipped this one!!! Ryuji gets to say fuck. Come on, people.

The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles - I love the characters in this game so much… I miss them… I love the original AA trilogy, but this one was so much fun for me. I love Herlock Sholmes… I love him so much I forgot that his real name is not Herlock Sholmes. All the characters are so dynamic and the cases are so fun… That was a game I wished never had to end.

Special mention to Animal Crossing: Wild World, Barbie Horse Adventures Mystery Ride, Secret Agent Barbie, Ni No Kuni, God of War (2018), Gris... I love video games. Damn.

[namig42]

random OC ask: if your OC inexplicably had access to real-world media, what character would be their favorite? what character would they unreasoningly despise? why?

Alright, I'm gonna speed round their favorites, then I'll come back in another post with the ones they loathe.

Also hello, sorry I took forever to respond, I have been on vacation and also got a pretty ring from my new fiancee (I have been saying that word too much lol)

My OCs Favorite Fictional Characters!

Wyndolyn

Wyn would adore Zarya from Overwatch. She would see the badass buff babe who talks about hugging like Siberian bear and want to be just like her. (This is absolutely not based on real life experience.)

Helena

Mizu from Blue Eye Samurai. Helena would think that she's sooo cool and complex, finding comfort in someone who isolates themselves still managing to find connections in the world. She would also buy a sword and cosplay as her.

Dahlia

Aang from ATLA. She'd love Aang's goofy, playful nature and his whole character arc, from a kid running from his duties to a powerful bender that finds a way to maintain his beliefs, no matter the obstacle.

Dahlia would love the Avatar series, and since she grew up so sheltered, she'd have no idea that it's actually a super popular show that there's a huge community for. She'd definitely bring it up in conversation thinking that she's introducing something cool and new to people, then quickly learn how many people have loved the show for years and be pleasantly surprised that she can just gush with people.

Vero

Vero would be a big fan of musicals and classic films. She strikes me as someone that would resonate and admire Veronica from Heathers a lot, and when she learns about the musical version of Heathers? Forget about it. She's learning all of Veronica's parts in a day.

Sahed

Sahed is definitely a DnD and LotR nerd that has the lore memorized from both franchises. He has all the books and a bunch of art, posters, and figurines of his favorite character Smaug that would clutter up his room. Smaug would also inspire him to become a scaley, just sayin.

Sahed would also love the Fire Emblem series, and his favorite character would probably be someone like Tharja (practices curses on her own daughter) or Arvis (the main antagonist in FE4 who wipes out a whole army with one meteor shower).

Velora

Velora is a cozy gamer for sure. She'd love building her island to perfection in Animal Crossing and marrying every townie in Stardew Valley. Though she'd optimize her gameplay and romance everyone in town, her favorite character in Stardew that she would always come back to would be Shane. She likes being able to help him and earning his affection, since it always seems really genuine during his supports.

Gardon

Gardon would love a conflicted father archetype like Joel from The Last of Us. He would gravitate towards flawed characters who find some redemption in the world, and Joel is the epitome of that.

Lin'rai

Lin would love Marceline from Adventure Time and ship Bubbline so hard. Her dream girl is very similar to PB, and she sees a lot of herself in Marcy. She'd also be a Steven Universe fan who relates a lot to Pearl and simps over Rose Quartz, even though she knows how problematic Rose is. Mystery Girl from the episode "Last One Out of Beach City" would also be high on her crush list.

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Okay, this took way more thought than I anticipated, but this all tracks pretty well.

My partner saw Vero being into Heathers and went, "really??" He didn't think Vero would be a Veronica/Heathers person, but when I asked what he thought she'd like, he was like, "I don't know, I just didn't get Veronica vibes."

Useless. I can't wait to marry this dingus.

[skyrohyucks]

I'm yours

PAIRING: Vape dealer Haechan x reader

Note: I've not at all proofread this and wrote this at like literally ass crack of dawn, an old scenario I made up in my mind and haechan seemed perfect for it (also I just realized I have no haechan fics here and that inspired me to finish this and post it soon lmao)

"Alright, enough for today" Haechan says as he snatches the vape from your hand. "I've had only ten puffs, give it back", you exclaim, struggling to snatch it back from his hands. Haechan pockets the electric device which you're so eager to smoke from again. "I've agreed to do this on one condition, only ten puffs, and you did accept it so there's no going back unless you want to back out", he shrugged his shoulders as he reminded you of your agreement again and you sighed, accepting your defeat.

If you tell your past self that in a few months since Haechan joined the school you'd be vaping with him on a random rooftop as a routine, she would've just laughed and brushed it off. But here you are, sitting beside the guy, who looked so good in his messy uniform, the top button undone and open, his nutty brown locks all over the place, sitting comfortably with his legs crossed, his beautiful features at peace as he feels himself flowing with the cool breeze. It's unbelievable how a person can be so pretty, his flawless chocolate brown skin, his soft pink lips, make you go feral.

As your finals were nearing, the stress and pressure augmented tenfold. The anxiety of completing the syllabus, on top of that, the many problems in your social life has placed you over the edge. In your weakest moment, you did what you would've never thought you'd do. You approached Haechan, one of the most popular vape dealers in your school, for a vape. Needless to say, he was very surprised. You would've gone to other dealers, but something about Haechan exuded trustworthiness and a feeling of safety. You both are also in the same class, so you felt a sense of familiarity. You didn't want any risks, and so, he was your last resort.

But Haechan just didn't want to sell it to you. He didn't even know you properly, but this made up perception of you in his head: the sweet and kind girl with perfect grades, the one who always smiles around, the one without a care in the world, made it difficult for him to sell it to you. He didn't want you to end up like those addicts who can't function without a few puffs. He didn't want you, out of all people, to mess up like that. And so, he did something he never thought he'd do: make a pact for vaping with you on a random rooftop whenever you feel too stressed.

And that's how you ended up here again. The strong and sweet grape flavor of the smoke you just sucked out of the stick in your hand filled your mouth and calmed your nerves. But it was accompanied by an unexplained thrill, and an increased heartbeat, which makes you crave for more. But Haechan is always present to keep you in check. After he decides it's enough for the day and grabs the vape from you, you both just sit there, making a silent agreement to stay up here for a bit more.

All the stress in your body flew away along with the smoke you puffed out. The sky looked like a crimson orange canvas, with hues of pink complimenting it. You were relaxed, sitting over there, staring at the beautiful scene above. But in contrast to your relaxed state, you can feel your heart rate increasing. And you don't understand if it's because of the thrill the vape gave you, or if it's because of the person beside you. Your brain chose to believe the former. But your heart chose something else.

You looked at the ethereal man sitting beside you, only to see him already staring at you. His dark brown eyes gaze lovingly at you, as you swim and get lost in its warmth. No one says anything to interrupt the ongoing intense, but peaceful silence. With your heart racing at an incredibly high speed and adrenaline gushing through your veins, your hand slowly made its way to his. He didn't waste any time in interlocking them. So many words were spoken, so many emotions were silently poured. Even though everything around you might seem in a state of frenzy right now, one look at him is all you need to calm down.

[mommyzhilla]

Bad Buddy and its aftereffects

Disclaimer: this is just going to be a word vomit. Something I had been meaning to do since ages but being down with flu finally gave me the time and mindspace to do it.

My first tryst with Thai BLs started with Love By Chance and I tried.. I really tried.. but the script.. the acting were just not clicking with me.

Then came the wave of 2gether the series and that was much better.. I was at least able to complete watching the first season even though I didnt get the hype around it.. It was my second time giving up..

My third effort was ITSAY and gosh what a show that was.. I was recommending it to anyone who would listen to me gush about Billkin and PP and the director. The show was heavy on my heart.. I needed to brace myself every time I wanted to rewatch it.. I guess I have rewatched it 3 or 4 times in all these years.. It just is that emotionally heavy show for me.

But the music.. Gosh the music.. the songs.. Billkin's voice.. When I tell u Skyline and untold answer were on repeat.. Specially untold answer.. I still listen to it..

Despite my love for ITSAY and my tolerance for IPYTM.. I again took a break from Thai BLs.. and BLs in general..

Throwback to exactly 1 year back.. When I rediscovered thai BLs... let me be specific.. I discovered Bad Buddy..

My first watch.. awesome.. loved it.. listened to the songs a bit..

my bestie then suggested me Not me.. kinnporsche.. eclipse.. liked them all.. and I thought thats it..

But then I rewatched Bad Buddy.. and rewatched it the next time.. and the next.. I was literally rewatching those 12 episodes almost till April and May of this year.. for almost 6 months.. I didnt consume bad buddy.. bad buddy consumed me..

I was watching MSP and never let me go and other BLs too.. but an episode of bad buddy everyday became a need.. and this perplexed me.. I kept on having conversations with my bestie about my obsession with Bad Buddy. This level of obsession.. where I was crying listening to the BGM.. crying over a 3 min trailer.. after watching the show multiple times.. had never happened to me ever..

And apart from all this.. bad buddy was responsible for a couple of firsts for me.. first time joined tumblr.. for bad buddy.. explored ao3 and read way too many pat pran fanfics.. and also made me explore Thai music.. and my spotify wrapped is the proof.. its full of thai songs.. Bad buddy instrumental BGM.. is in my top songs..

I guess the obsession was a consequence of my failed past relationship.. which finally ended right around the time I discovered Bad buddy.. where things were very similar.. I used to call him soulmate.. but family issues made us break up after 10 yrs.. Every time I rewatch ep 11.. where Pat says to Pran that you dont leave me and fight alongside me.. I cry buckets over this one scene.. coz I didnt have anyone to fight alongside me.. may be its that.. may be it was the characters.. may be it was the magic created by p'aof.. but somewhere.. something struck such a cord that the show still has the ability to bring out emotions that I didn't know existed.. I always describe it as emotions bubbling and trying hard to break the wall and spill all over.. thats what I feel.. and sometimes they spill over.. and m left a crying mess.. No other show has made me feel this way.. No other form of media has made me feel this way.

Is the obsession still there? Not as much.. I still love a good patpran fanfic.. My top song is Just friends by Nanon which I listen to this day.. I still cry over the instrumental BGM.. But I no longer have to watch bad buddy every single day..

I dont know how much bad buddy has helped me overcome my past.. but I know its still a safe space I can visit when things get tough.. Funny how a random piece of media can have such an important share in your life.. A random show on the internet can heal you more than the living people around you.

Now that I have talked about it so much.. I may as well watch ep 6 (3/4).. fyi.. that beach scene is my fav..

P.S.. I know there would be typos and errors but I am not going to read it all back else I will not have the courage to post this.

[crushingcasanova]

More.

Darling, Kisses, Obsessed, Vent.

WAVES. HELLO AMORISIMO :D Darling: What makes your darling special compared to everyone else? Why them? - Alright let me type two paragraphs really quick LMAO. I like @zennotixs because she is herself, and she is incredibly sweet and kind and generous with bun's love. I like that he has an active social life, knows what rot wants, and isn't afraid to take it. She's adorable, like fleeting clouds or like a delicious cinnamon roll--only around every once in a while, but appreciated and savored when he is. I like you because... well, it's hard to put into words, I suppose. I could write endless letter and poems to try and encapsulate the ways in which I love you, but none would come close to describing the majesty that is you. You are like the rainbows split from the sun, the gentle breeze outside, the quiet beauty of a flower's first bloom, the smell of perfume both familiar and tantalizing. I want you in ways in which I could never possibly verbalize; soft and tender, passionate and intense, and so much more. I want you to learn me and yet I want to learn you even more, each facet of your being worthy of admiration and praise. Do you understand the way in which you make me feel, loved and cherished and chosen above others? I want you to feel the love and obsession you have always craved from another being from me, and none else, because nobody else is worthy of loving you as I do. Does that make sense? Kisses: How do you act around or with your darling? Is it different from the way you act around everyone else? - More uncaring of upholding my image, I suppose! I let them see more of me as I am without keeping appearances. My definition of darling is a little strange, because it's only referring to people I'm obsessed with, but theoretically speaking, everyone I surround myself with (who see the real me, at least) can be considered my darling to some level. Darling specific, though, gets a lot more of my constant affection and doting throughout conversation (saying random "I love you"s during conversation, pestering them with specific thoughts I had about them, etc). Obsession: How obsessed are you with your darling? Have you ever stalked them? - I have differing levels of obsession for my darlings, I'd say, because of the frequency of which we correspond and such. I've stalked both (online) however, and have a shrine for one (whereas I memorize the stuff for the other). I have a lot of love to give for those in my inner circle, especially my darlings, so I would say on a scale of 1-10? at least a 9 for one of them. Vent: Gush, rant, or vent about your darling or anything in general. - Man you want me to talk about you so bad... /teasing Okay, let me think. I kinda already yapped about why I like them, but both of them are sooooo busy. That's the problem of being into someone with a busy social life and someone who has so many people to tend to... I wish I could just totally monopolize them and always be by their side! Maybe I could shrink myself so I can always be in their pocket or something...? But stars above, I just want their attention all the time, and I want to learn about them even more, so it's like... torture when they're away (but fun when they're back, since they always have cool things to tell me!)

[castlebyersafterdark]

i honestly think its so real of you to admit that you find finn's music to be mid, and i will be one anon out here agreeing with you!

firstly, we can't help our taste, so why lie about something you think? its not intended to hurt finn. obv you appreciate his talent but it's just not your cup of joe. that shouldnt offend anyone.

and plus, you can love so many things about someone's way of going about in the world but not be a fan of certain creative expressions of theirs. for example, when i hear finn talk about his interests and passions and demonstrate his breadth of knowledge, it doesnt really match the output ive seen from him so far. meaning that what he makes is not what i would expect from him purely based on the way he talks about films and music.

but this isnt bad! i could learn from him in terms of questioning my own preconceptions, or giving his stuff another whirl to see beneath the layers. some things take a few listens sometimes. i remember giving a wedding speech once and loads of my friends came up to me afterwards and said i had seemed like a different person and they hadn't expected that speech to come from me. its fascinating how our insides translate to the outside, how people see us.

i think for me, it's finn's effort and dedication i admire most. he's a lifelong learner, and he's not lazy - and i really appreciate those qualities, because they're rare.

Right riiiiiight!!! It can be perceived as a little shade - but that's ok. It's not meant to be straight up rude. "One person's mid is another person's fave" and that's totally a sign of maturity to be honest to not let it matter? I have things I love that other people see as not great media or even cringe. And - fine! It's fun to tease and joke a little, to not be so blindly obsessed with some celeb that every single thing about them is something you fawn over. Admitting to yourself where your actual taste lies. I have some favorite actors/actresses and man they've starred in some shit movies. I'm not about to gush over the movie when I think it was bad. Still adore them. It's all ok hahaha.

Like you said - the passion and dedication and well-rounded interest aspect of Finn is what really appeals, even if I don't personally feel a connection to most of his projects to be quite honest? He's an interesting dude, without my shallow reasons of finding him attractive. He's still interesting besides that to me, and when I find a celeb to really truly follow, they've gotta be more than just a pretty face. His attitude in the Hollywood Industry is refreshing and that's what's the big appeal to me. He makes such niche references and seems so - and this is also with love - of the caliber potential of being a really pretentious indie guy. But - he actually isn't. He just has incredibly specific references and a berth of knowledge - but he's also such a guy. Down to earth. Mainstream and niche. That's the sweet spot. It makes it all genuine rather than someone putting on airs to appear "worldly" and that's cool.

He's been involved in such random stuff and I think you're right in that it doesn't always... quite reflect what someone might expect from him? But then again, he's into such niche low-impact music ventures and collabs and the fact that he plays these tiny venues and record shop shows while starring in some of the biggest movie franchises of all time is wild and fascinating. Photoshoots and campaigns with major fashion houses but he's out there in the same thrift store shirt and ugly ass South Park cap yet again. Dude's genuinely weird. That's so cool to me.

It's admirable to me and the bottom line is that if I was someone famous - I'd want a career and life like his, which is the big reason why I've latched on to following his life so much. I just think he's neat!

I'd imagine he's going to get involved in much different things as he gets older now with more freedom. Career trajectory of a more personal project interest route now that he's no longer maybe at the mercy of youth. And I like that's he's not an influencer or trying to be a "mogul" like so many stars of his age. (There's celebs I and many of us in this corner love who kinda fit that bill, but they also seem different than others who do the same so they get a pass 😉)

[jdeowrites]

Life Doesn’t Change After You’re Published, and other kinda-truths

It’s been one entire year since my debut novel, TJ POWAR HAS SOMETHING TO PROVE, was published on June 7, 2022. My little YA contemporary about a girl and her body hair, but also about so much else. 

It sometimes feels like no time has passed at all—like just last week I was on my way to my little local book launch with friends. I remember that day so clearly. I got my hair (on my head, ha) and nails done for funsies, and my brother came to town for the launch. On our drive to the bookstore I was happy and excited, but also had jitters in my stomach because I wore a dress that ended just above my knees—with my very hairy legs exposed. Yes, this was despite not having removed my leg hair in years, and despite having worn shorts so many times in the interim without any discomfort. I knew why, of course: It was because now I was wearing an outfit typically very strongly associated with femininity (a dress) and somehow it felt like the two things couldn’t go together. I mused that here was further evidence that unlearning harmful things society had taught me was going to be a lifelong venture. Which was an interesting, amusing, and somewhat fitting realization to have on release day. 

I still force myself into that discomfort often. In some ways, as I said to my audiobook narrator last year (Mayuri Bhandari, she’s amazing), I even feel some responsibility to do so. Whenever wonderful, open-minded readers say to me, “I didn’t even know brown girls grew that much hair,” I think to myself, well, then it’s even more important that I show them.

To not feel, as an artist, completely divorced from my own work once it was public was one of the many surprises of having a book out. People always say that life doesn’t drastically change once you have a book published; and that, I was prepared for. Frankly I was more than happy with that idea--I’d spent so much time on promo in the lead up that I was exhausted, and looked forward to a quiet post-release. I missed my writing. 

But although there’s no magical life-changing switch, I’ve found that things have changed. Just slowly, and subtly, as satisfying and long-lasting change often is.

I’ve talked at length about how the content of the book changed me. But in a general sense, I can think of many things in my day-to-day life that have changed since being published. For example, having friends in real life snapping pics of my book at stores across the continent; having people in real life ask me about my writing (a bit of a horror really); being tagged in blog posts and Twitter threads where people talk about their favourite books; getting DMs from people gushing about the book; talking to teens as a published author about books; having readers stand in front of me and excitedly tell me all the things they loved about my book while I smile silently thinking is this real? Is this real?; the opportunities I’ve had to sit down with other authors and laugh and compare notes and realize hey, we’re all going through the same weird-ass publishing machine; being asked to blurb other authors’ books; walking into random bookstores and seeing a copy on the shelf; being invited for lit festivals and interviews and to give talks and such as an established author. But most of all, it’s in the simple joy of knowing, every day, I am a published author. That has changed me. It’s a new piece of my identity. Once upon a time, it was my wildest dream. It’s a special privilege to be able to say I’m now dreaming of new things.

So, if you’re one of the people who’ve read TJ POWAR HAS SOMETHING TO PROVE, thank you so much for giving my little book a chance. It’s been amazing to see its impact over this past year, and I can only hope it will reach even more readers as time goes on. And for everyone who’s asked me what’s next... I can’t wait to share. Eventually. ;)

[carronpatrick]

Haven't really been human-ing well lately and have had so many chaotic life events happen that make it even worse, but I gotta say just how fucking much I adore @anxiousgirl and @thevampywolf.

These two women are seriously so amazing and intelligent and talented and caring and beautiful and just. I know I say it a lot (at least to them) and probably over-gush/get too emotional, but.

I am so lucky and grateful and honestly undeserving of their love and friendship and I'm so amazed God placed them in my life and that they somehow tolerate my scatterbrained, sleepy, sunshine weirdness and continue to allow me to call them my best friends, my family. 🥺

The Minako and Rei to my Usagi. The Juvia and Lucy to my Levy. My Allison and Kira, Uotani and Hanajima, Silica and Lisbeth. The wolf and piggy to my deer rabbit (I guess that's a jackalope but I just connect with deer and bunnies both, whatever. 😂). The Luna and Pansy to my Hermione.

My 'call first with good news, always have a shoulder to cry on, help hide a body, defend to the death, donate a vital organ to, gossip and giggle over our boys and random shit, have best friend dates and movie marathons and sleepovers with' people.

My two sisters, my twins (yeah yeah both of them, whatever, hush), my red strings of fate (platonic🙄) soul mates, two links with my soul that crosses any distance and time, my fellow INFPs. The two women who will stand next to me when I marry and be aunts to my children and always have a room in my home and place at my table.

I am so blessed to have you both in my life and I love you both so so incredibly much. 🤍 Thank you for being my best friends. Thank you for being my sisters.

[novaliae]

sappy appreciation post for @bunfloras 'cause it's his birthday and they are very cool <3

hi bun beloved! happy birthday you are so cool

sappy time now <3 under the cut 'cause i have a feeling this could get long

cool. so! as you know i found you through iwhia in some of the first chapters (mid april 2021? i think? wild to think that's almost two years ago now). my friends had got me into dsmp a bit before and i was reading emduo. that school year was a Time—we were hybrid for most of the year and it meant that i didn't have lunch with any of my friends. so during those periods i ended up at a shitty little desk in my school cafeteria, angling my phone this way and that to try to pick up an extra bar of cell data, and browsing ao3.

i was obsessed with iwhia from the beginning. i gushed about it to a friend. i still smile when i see your name in my ao3 subscription box because it reminds me of the little thrill i would get checking my email to see you'd updated during lunch one day. i would read a chapter and the bell would ring and i'd have to traipse up three flights of stairs with my heavy backpack and i wouldn't even notice because i was so consumed with brainrot over the story you'd created. i've read iwhia more times than i can count, and it will always be very special to me. i remember screaming in my friend's dms when i found out it was ending, followed by more screaming when i realized you were starting bones. i didn't know you at all, but i already looked up to you. i hadn't written anything in years when i clicked on the first chapter of iwhia. i started working on fics again, and it was partially because of how inspired i was by your works.

and then i joined burrow in something like august of that year!! i was so nervous—proximity to cool writing person!! intimidating!! but you were so friendly and welcoming and i started to come out of my shell and it was amazing! i went from losing my shit the first time you Perceived my existence to rambling in the bones channel to you after every chapter, making memes about the iwhia bot and infodumping about boats. i was super insecure and anxious at that point in my life and you treated me very kindly and i appreciate it to this day.

i am very grateful for you, and for the community you built around burrow, and for the incredible people i've been able to meet through you. it has been so fucking nice as a young queer aspec person to be surrounded by other aspec people, to see qprs normalized, and to just get to nerd out over the block guys with people who are just as insane about them as i am. the LL era has so many of my fondest memories; i'm close with so many wonderful friends because we worked together on the iwhia project. and you have been so fucking patient and supportive through it all too—dealing with my random bullshit in your dms, the constant angsting of warrior ocs, and encouraging me when things go well :D

you are genuinely such a bright light, bun. you've brought joy to so many people's lives through your incredible writing and the community brought together by it. you've inspired writers to create beautiful things because they want to mold themselves in your image. you're always looking out for your friends. the ideas you come up with are so fucking creative and brilliant it makes me bounce up and down with glee. you have such a gift for words that i don't know how to express the power of. you people have been so awful to you and you've remained resilient despite it all. you got back up. you kept writing. you're still here. i consider myself ridiculously lucky to know you—the nova of two years ago would never believe that you even know i exist—and you deserve all the good things in life and more.

i hope you have a wonderful birthday bun <3 we're all here for you and we always will be.

[hoxooster]

have u ever felt burnt out from payday ? you’re a long time fan so it’s kind of crazy you’re still talking and posting abt the game to this day

Yes, actually, many times.

Like, the major catalyst for me no longer caring about Payday's lore--and I mean to the point where I didn't care about what happened in the story and I never bothered to do a deep dive into anything or even speculate anymore--was when my buddy, Wolfee, went AWOL after the first Dentist trailer dropped. He was gone for a little over 2 months, 'cause his parents took all of his tech stuff: phone, tablet, laptop, et cetera. So, I really had no one to gush about shit with for a long while.

Then OVERKILL became progressively more... OVERKILL. And I mean more like current day OVERKILL, 'cause they used to be different when Ulf was there. They had a lot of missteps where they were outright rude to their fanbase, made a lot of stupid financial decisions (thanks a lot, Bo), and have just gone in a weird direction with their game overall. PAYDAY 2 has felt... strange, ever since Ulf left, and even more so with Simon having walked away.

And, ya know, with all the damn DLC, it's been really easy to get burnt out on PAYDAY. Especially when you're one of the older fans, where you gotta see all this new, weird shit come out and just be like, "Huh?" all the damn time. It's tiring, but I'm still here.

Not gonna lie, it's mostly just 'cause I'm used to doing this. I've been PAYDAY blogging since January 28, 2014, so I've dedicated almost ten damn years of my life to these games. I have seen so much shit happen in this fandom that'd it'd take me weeks to list 'em all. I've met a few of the big players, some of the moderators and old time modders, and quite a few of the people who've made something for OVERKILL to use in their promotions and things. I know so many random tidbits about the games and the characters and the lore and the company and the fans that I'm practically an encyclopedia of knowledge for almost everything PAYDAY-related.

And through it all, the moments of distaste and distrust in OVERKILL, the loss of friends as they drifted away to other interests, the ever-shifting nature of the games into something weirder held together with spit and duct tape, the overflow of content, and the base confusion that I feel with a game I barely recognize anymore, I have remained.

I'm a dinosaur in this fandom, as has been pointed out to me many times. I have my moments where I'm a jaded, crotchety, cane shaking, old man, but I still love this game and its fandom. I may do this mostly out of routine, but another part of me does it out of thankfulness and love. PAYDAY set me on a path that allowed me to meet so many interesting people and do a lot of cool things.

It came at the right time in my life to save me, and I am forever grateful to it for that, even if I do have my issues with it. So, I shall remain here, ever faithfully cataloguing PAYDAY stuff and guiding anyone who asks me for advice. For, after all, I am the Torchbearer of this fandom. XD