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antiloreolympus · 3 years ago

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7 Anti LO Asks

1. Do you know what really gets my blood boiling about this comic? Persephone and Demeter's relationship.

In the myths, Demeter and Persephone loved each other more than anything. Their reunion is so important - it marked the coming of spring and growth. A whole cult was dedicated to this for crying out loud. Yes, the myths were far from perfect, but the Persephone and Demeter myth showed the strength of a loving mother-daughter relationship with Demeter searching endlessly to find her child that was ripped away and had her innocence forcibly taken.

Now, RS is not the only author to make Demeter this over-bearing mother type in order to put more positivity onto the Hades-Persephone relationship. However, RS takes this trend to a whole new level - to the point where I would even consider it misogyny.

How is it, she takes this beautiful mother-daughter relationship and makes it out to be an abusive and controlling one, and then takes the Hades-Persephone relationship from a forceful one to a loving, perfect relationship with no problems? How is it ok to ruin one relationship to elevate another?

I understand that many versions of the myth try to downplay Hades' actions, and even make it so Persephone actually falls in love with him and there is no rape. But it doesn't change that this relationship was problematic, and meant to represent the loss of innocence.

Then fans have the gall to claim this comic is feminist and then claim on top of that that Demeter and Persephone's relationship was the same in the myth? These fans clearly don't know the myths, and neither does RS.

Making Hades a good person is fine. Changing it up a bit to make Persephone's loss of innocence something else is also fine. But ruining Demeter and Persephone's relationship? Especially when Persephone has to spend half the year with her? So horrible.

2. im sorry, but rachel cant introduce KRONOS coming back and then dropping it for several episodes to focus on a stake-less trail and persephone not knowing what lingerie to seduce hades in. like thats too much of an earth shaking development and huge stake plot point to just ignore for months to focus instead on something as minor as hxp's relationship, which only points out a huge flaw: why is hxp's relationship so minor in this? isnt the whole point supposed to be about them?

3. I think LO completely dropped the ball over Hades’ characterization.

From the first ep I thought ok, this is good, we have some bones to see he’s not that lucky in love and is just tired and lonely, and while ignoring the creepy actions towards Persephone, I thought ok, Artemis hates him, Hestia hates, even Ares hates him, maybe once Persephone finally sees the underworld and probably gets to know him it’ll be a clever twist and they’ll be proven wrong. The underworld will turn out to be fair and just, the citizens will love Hades, he’ll be revealed to be a good leader and king and not like his brothers, it’ll be like everyone saying Hades of myth isn’t actually that bad, and it’ll help reinforce why this sweet and bubbly Persephone wants him, she sees the real him, not the mean rumors and assumptions, this is perfect.

And then it just didn’t happen. The exact opposite happened, actually.

We’re shown the LO underworld is cruel and unjust, where the poor dead are forced into slavery and Hades created a harsh class divide with him and him only on top, the citizens hate him, the underworld gods don’t trust him and openly seem ok if he’s taken out of power, he’s not a good leader and king and doesn’t even want the job yet keeps it for his own ego and grip of power m, and on top of it all he is just like his brothers, if not worse. He loves to get violent over any little slight against him, he hoards wealth and resources to enrich himself while his citizens starve and struggle to survive, he’s corrupt, he controls all the media and laws to bend to his will, sleeps with his brothers wife for centuries behind his back while claiming to be holier than thou, he has sex with his secretaries who are made dependent on him for any way to survive, and now he lusts after his barely legal intern who is also now dependent on him for her way to survive, and that’s only what I remember off the top of my head.

LO perfectly set up to prove Hades isn’t the devil or the false pop culture assumption that he’s evil and to show some actual facts from myth, and yet Rachel only ended up reinforcing exactly that and even making him even worse with her made up ideas, all while thinking having Persephone ignore or excuse it somehow makes it not bad or even a good thing. It’s honestly kind of impressive just how bad of writing that actually is.

4. Chapter 172 is not that interesting. It’s setup had me excited to see Hephaestus and Hera and learning more about echo, but it’s cut so short. Because again the story can’t leave HXP out for 2 seconds.

I can also see why Zeus is gonna go insane.

5. i agree w/ other anon. LO should have pulled a PJO or a BoZ and just made up OCs and have them interact with the gods than whatever Rachel thinks shes doing, which is lying she's being accurate and faithful while completely changing all of it, removing what is needed, and adding what isnt so that it lines up with no actual myth besides like, various 50 shades fanfic she read in 2015 and some popular tumblr text posts.

6 . the animation studio behind blood of zeus literally can only draw one face for the men and one face for the women and they were still able to make the gods all look distinct and hot while LO can't even bother to use more than 6 colors and can only have the women look as tiny as possible with the biggest boobs while the men are all just lego men.

7. ////FP SPOILERS////

Okay so like I stopped reading LO way back before season 1 ended, and a majority of my knowledge of the series comes from what I read here on your blog which is enough for me lol and I decided to read the latest 5 chapters just to see what's up (on zahard. I refuse to give the actual series any views)

And I just. Could not take the whole scene with Daphne running from Apollo seriously? The anatomy and art inconsistency was so distracting that i genuinely could not find it serious. Even when Thanatos discovers her hibernated body I couldn't take it seriously because of how she looked?

And when Hades had that call (??? Was it a call? Or his inner dialogue? I couldn't really tell ngl) with Zeus and said he's causing Persephone unnecessary distress, and that she didn't pose any threat. B!tch??? She killed a ton of mortals??? She has no control over her powers???? She's literally a fugitive for the aforementioned things??? She apparently woke Kronos up? (Idk if anyone knows about that, again my knowledge only spans to whatever I read here) Hello????

And I have a lot to say about the chapters starting the trial but I'll only mention one thing; Hades saying "I don't think blindly supporting my little brother would be doing him any favours (as a ruler)" had me cackling. This is coming from a guy blindly supporting a girl he's literally only known for a few weeks, who's like what, only recently turned 20? Sit tf down Hades you're not cool, you creepy ass overgrown smurf.

Overall I still hate this series lmao. Regarding art though I feel like I wouldn't be so miffed about the anatomy much if the character designs were consistent and the story was compelling. They literally change hairstyles and body types frame by frame, and it's distracting.

The timeline from what I read here is laughable. 4 years in publication with almost 200 chapters and you're telling me only like a month has passed canonically. That's wild and such poor writing.

And as someone who literally will sympathise with any lead character pretty quickly, the story makes me hate them. It makes me want to root against them. I also hate the fact this trash is somehow top ranked on webtoons when so many other stories are far better then it.

Anyway, many thanks to this blog for existing and allowing me to dump so much text here to vent out my hate for this series lmao. You the mvp fam, hope you're having a good day 🥂🥂🥂

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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kenmashoe · 4 years ago

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haikyuu boys as fuckboys

headcanons including: ushijima wakatoshi, haiba lev, tanaka ryunosuke, kozume kenma, kageyama tobio

warnings: the topic of sex is mentioned

first part: bokuto kotaro, kuroo tetsuro, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu, oikawa tooru, tsukishima kei

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

- BIG very BIG pp energy

- is very popular because of that bodddddddddddddddddddd

- doesn’t know how to flirt, girls usually make him bed invitations and he accepts because he’s nice like that

- would take you to shiratorizawa to fuck if he wasn’t scared of being caught

- if he thinks you’re a little stupid, he’ll ditch you and go for someone smarter this hurt to write bc id probably be ditched

- doesn’t do relationships because he got his heart broken in the past

- always there after a break up

- he cares and doesn’t like seeing you sad but he comes off as cold because him and emotions are not friends

- won’t do anything about you being sad, probably will just sit next to you waiting for you to be in the mood to f word

- is a gentleman

HAIBA LEV

- he keeps snapchat streaks with half of the school’s population

- the confused fuckboy

- doesn’t know that multiple people think they’re dating him because he didn’t ask them out in the first place

- will say stuff like “my legs are strong, you know what that means babe?” but I ASSURE you he himself doesn’t know what that means he’s baby

- will copy kuroo’s confidence and actions and actually SCOres a fuck like that

- he’s also very popular for his body but also because he’s very laid back and will let his partners decide what to do

- he’s an athlete so he hardly runs out of stamina winks

- is popular with older girls and taken girls he’s not the one cheating, so why would he worry about girls being taken

TANAKA RYUNOSUKE

- you’re not the only person on his phone but when you’re on his bed you’re the only one

- he’s a praising god

- the sex is amazing

- he doesn’t think about anyone else but you when he’s with you

- the type of person to say “you want a better one?” when you say you got a partner

- WILL TREAT you better than your partner, but WILL NEVER BE your partner

- he attracts alt individuals bcs of his punk rock vibes

- is touchy feely in public

- breaks hearts because sure, he takes you out to eat and makes you laugh before fucking you senseless but that doesn't mean he wants to be your boyfriend

- if someone you don’t like is bothering you, he’ll be nice enough to defend you “don’t mess with my girl/boy” you’re not though

- this all would happen in an universe where Kiyoko doesn’t exist

KOZUME KENMA

- he would attract and go for older people usually

- would also go for people who are emotionally unstable

- he’s a B R A T T Y sub

- he’s a streamer so it would make sense one of his wealthy fangirls/fanboys is his sugar mommy/daddy

- will treat you and buy you stuff with the money he gets from his sugar something

- he’s socially awkward so you have to approach him first

- will play hard to get, but once you get him, he’s all for it

- the type to say he might settle down with you but he always goes back to his sugar m/d because of the money and the sex

- he gets flustered easily

- will get bored and ditch you in no time

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

- the type to ask you to fuck over text, to avoid facing you and stuttering

- he sends “u up?” at 2 am after being nervous for two hours. “wanna watch a movie?” movie my ass

- his fingers will definitely tremble when he texts you and he'll be all flustered and blushy

- netflix and chill

- you will just “chill” though

- Netflix will be a distant noise in the background

- the one to scratch his neck and say "wanna watch a movie again some other time?" when u leave

- he’s a baby fuckboy, new in the business

- he doesn’t keep more than 3 partners at once. if one doesn’t wanna chill anymore, he gets another but never more than 3

- he acts like a big shot but you catch him cuddling his mom when you go over

- likes innocent girls because he’d get an easier time with them

- is most likely to catch feels

a/n: IM KINDA BACK from hibernating but ill go back to hibernating right after this post tbh ! anyway AGAIN BIG THANKS TO @sarkzjam for keeping up with me and helping me with these hcs bc im too stupid to do all the work myself anyway i hope u like this bc i like it and the original plan was to add sakusa too but he’s postponed because i say so byeeeee ily all! ♥

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many-gay-magpies · 3 years ago

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@honeyseungz @loabivey so that uh. that mini au that you had like a very small rb thread about yesterday (well over a few days ago now that im posting this). well uh. um . actually you know what im just gonna let you read it yourselves

so. heeseung, jay, and sunoo are all brothers. wether its actual brothers or just "brothers" by blood bond or whatever idk. but, regardless, they're brothers. im thinking that like, at first they aren't vampires, theyre just regular dudes yknow? (and just a forewarning, a lot of this isnt gonna be as compliant with the enhaverse theorizing we've done so far, it's just a little brain worm i wanted to play around with, throwing a little bit of enhaverse crumbs in here and there)

but anyway. they're not vampires, im thinking theyre just like... adopted/found family brothers, probably orphans or something. regardless they love each other a lot and its great. personality-wise everything is super different, but just for plot conveniences, heeseung, jay, and sunoo are the yunmeng trio (heeseung as wwx, jay as jc, and sunoo as jyl respectively), and jungwon is lwj.

the three brothers meet jungwon, probably brought together by this Big Fantasy Evil, maybe something involving the vampire queen as a character? idk. there's some big evil shit going down, and the three brothers somehow end up with jungwon and HIS big bro, who im imagining is jake (basically the lan xichen in this situation—very soft, kind, gentle; the vibes are right). both of them are vampires, not that our three orphan bois know that. they get caught up in the danger, and vampire bros jake and jungwon coms to the rescue.

now, a little bit of personality-mapping here: jay is outwardly very loud, fun, temperamental, and sarcastic, generally very much like he is irl; but inside, he's intensely loyal, protective, and loving, with a HUGE soft spot for the people closest to him. sunoo is very sweet, sensitive, and kind—the walking hug of the three brothers, who is certainly not without his bite and wont hesitate to talk back to anyone who hurts them. aggressively and without mercy. also he makes them soup for comfort and is generally best boy. heeseung is very goofy, playful, free-spirited, and bright, but insecure and sensitive underneath it all; generally a loud annoying mess of a boy. pure chaotic neutral and a gremlin if there ever was one. jungwon, on the other hand, is... not. he's nervous, quiet, cautious to a fault and intensely righteous, always standing up for what's right and refusing to waver from his chosen path. very lawful good vibes. he, naturally, is more than a little put off when jay, sunoo, and heeseung's chaotic ass come crashing into he and his brother jake's once-peaceful (ish) lives. and it doesn't help that heeseung is a... huge flirt, and apparently deadset on making jungwon his friend. fuck.

jungwon... doesn't know what to do. and it would all be so much easier if heeseung were dumb or stupid or unattractive or just a total asshole—but he isnt any of those things. he's beautiful, smart, insanely witty with a brain faster than any jungwon's ever seen—he can't help but admire him. but on top of that, he's wreckless as hell, unpredictable, and pushy, and gives jungwon heart attacks way too much for his liking. he doesn't even have a heartbeat. he's fucking dead.

it eventually comes out that jake and jungwon are vampires; the brothers are surprisingly cool with it. not the craziest thing that's happened to them.

the five boys get closer, staying together as they fight their foe (which im becoming increasingly inclined to make the werewolves), and through a series of convoluted events, jungwon learns that heeseung is not only gorgeous, smart, talented, and funny as all get-out, but also sensitive, caring, insecure, and thoughtful... and heeseung, who's only goal had been to break through the nervous and straightforward outer shell of his young dongsaeng, does just that. and jungwon, naturally, starts to fall in love.

somewhere along the line, though, things go wrong—as they were bound to do in an au loosely based off of the untamed. something happens to heeseung; he's fatally wounded after saving jay's life, and disappears, nowhere to be found. his brothers eventually assume the worse; that he's gone forever. but the queen finds him, takes care of him, nurses him back to health. turns him.

when he comes back, nothing's the same. the war is still going, and his brothers thought he was dead—but he isn't. but he's... different. jungwon and jake are quick to realize that he's been turned, how, they dont know—but they talk to him, teach him, try to help him, jungwon especially. of course he does; he's in love. heeseung, of course, is dismissive; doesn't take it seriously. ill be fine, whats so bad about this? or, perhaps, he doesn't let on just how hard he's taking it; fearing vulnerability more than he fears being a vampire.

inevitably, though, heeseung's wrecklessness leads to doom—he lets his bloodlust overtake him, relishes in it, no matter how much jungwon had warned him against it, pleaded with him to take caution. he says it's usefull—says he can help them take out enemies, help them win this war. jungwon warns him that he could end up getting more than he bargained for. heeseung doesn't listen.

heeseung helps them win the war; practically wins it for them. hes happy, bitterly, until he isnt. he's happy, until he sees his brother—sees sunoo. blood-covered, pale-skinned, drained.

no.

heeseung is broken. jay even moreso. jay yells at him; yells and yells and yells and yells. curses him out, tells him he hates him, tells him he's nothing but cruel evil—he doesn't mean it, of course, but no one knows it then, not even him. now he is only angry; so, so angry. heeseung, wrought with guilt and shame and grief, flees—hides himself somewhere secluded, does the closest thing a vampire can possibly do to death, the equivalent of a thousand-year hibernation. none can find him, he's made sure of that. in his guilt and shame and anger he stews, asleep, for hundreds, thousands of years.

after the anger passes, jay is more than anything in mourning—for heeseung as well as for sunoo. he has a realization, that being that, when, inevitably, heeseung comes back, he doesn't want him to be alone: even if he'll have jungwon and jake, it won't be the same as having his brother. so jay pleads, cries, begs for jungwon to turn him—so that they can search for heeseung together, so that when heeseung comes back, he'll have jay waiting for him, too. so, reluctantly, jungwon gives in and turns jay—after which he helps him deal with his newfound immortality and vampiric status—helping him handle his bloodlust and helping him learn how to feed. over the centuries that heeseung is gone, jay, jungwon, and jake grow even closer (j line eyyy), inseparable as they search for heeseung and even outside of that. jungwon and jay are the closest, jay growing a colossal soft spot for the boy and not hesitating to take him under his wing and protect him with all he has (initially, sort of as a replacement for protecting heeseung, but eventually jay's affection for jungwon grows into something all it's own). to be clear, no love triangle bullshit here, only sickening-sweet platonic soulmates jaywon and a jungwon that is still achingly in love with heeseung.

(okay for anyone thats actually watched cql/read mdzs, yes i KNOW lwj and jc did not get along at all and kind of hated each other but. this is my au i do what i want, and if i want to add soft jaywon into the mix then im fucking going to, goddamnit)

OKAY TIME FOR SOME WACKY SIDE-PLOT MADNESS

so. sunghoon. how does he fit into all this? how does he end up being the one to trigger heeseung's "resurrection"? how does heeseung GET resurrected in the first place? well, not to worry, you're about to find out! and i am too because i'm just figuring this out as i go along baybyyyy

sunghoon, im thinking, is a friend of jake's (lets throw some jakehoon in here too bcs why not), either from before everything went to shit and heeseung went and isolated himself, or sometime during the numerous centuries jakewon spent looking for heeseung with jay. either way, sunghoon is this boy who jake is friends with and cares about a lot, and is also maybe kind of in love with. while jaywon spend most of their time looking for heeseung, jake spends his with sunghoon—finding himself often alone, now that his little bother is going off on his own adventures.

in a situation quite similar to heeseung's, sunghoon probably gets fatally injured somehow and is near death, but jake, not wanting him to die, decides to turn him instead. niki is also involved, and it's a sort of package deal, because before meeting jakewon, heeseung, and everyone, they were their own little thing; not unlike jay, heeseung, and sunoo's brother's triad. they were both probably orphans, niki being the much younger one, and as such sunghoon took him under his wing and never looked back. when jake turned sunghoon, niki was basically like "m8 what the fuck" and demanded he be turned too, not wanting his sunghoon-hyung to live on forever while he grew old and died. jake, also having a soft spot for niki, was like "fine alright" and turned him too. so, now their little vampire coven numbered five, and all was (moderately) well.

or not.

the thing was, jake hadn't anticipated how powerful sunghoon would be—there's nothing in life that anyone's found yet that would indicate a person's level of power once turned, so jake had... pretty much no way to see this coming. but, anyway, sunghoon was... really, really powerful. like, insanely powerful. all the abilities vampires were said to have in legends, the likes of which were previously reserved for just legends, he had them; flawless teleportation, mind control, shape-shifting, the whole bit. and on top of that, he was controlled—insanely good at monitoring himself and keeping tabs on his own instincts. one of the most self-sufficient, well-mannered vampires jake had ever seen. it was... frankly insane.

the problem? the queen. this is where she comes in, because she's played a part in all the boys' transformations, albeit indirectly—when jake and jungwon first turned, it was she who turned them. she could sense sunghoon's power, and she wanted it for herself. jake and jungwon had done well at avoiding her, even forgetting about her for a while; but what she wanted, she took, and take she did. it was sunghoon she took: luring him to her in small increments and then all at once, taking control of him, turning him into a mindless puppet. sunghoon had always prided himself in control, and without it, havoc wreaked: bodies dropping left and right, people being killed seemingly at random, their only purpose being to instill fear and paranoia.

now, niki had heard tales, before, from his hyungs but also from regular townspeople to whom the legend had gotten passed down, of heeseung, and how great and terrible he was. heeseung, the townspeoples' folktales said, had been insane, unstoppable: a mad genius far too gone for redemption. niki also knew from his hyungs' fond stories that heeseung, more than evil, was kind and caring; he was loyal, and powerful in his loyalty, and niki thought that if anyone could save his sunghoon-hyung, it was heeseung.

so niki went on a journey. without telling jaywon or anyone else (and thus causing quite the panic), he spent years searching for heeseung, everywhere jaywon had thought to look and everywhere they hadn't, and twice more for good measure. and, by some stroke of luck, either due to his own sheer force of will of something else entirely, niki found him: locked away in an old castle that never quite seemed to stay put, constantly phasing in between realities. it made sense why no one had found him before then—he didn't want to be found. desperately, in fact.

but niki, too, was desperate. he enacted a ritual that was said (by jake, so of course it was to be trusted) to wake any vampire that had gone into hibernation, and, miracles continuing to work for the bitter young boy, it worked. heeseung awoke—startled to find himself staring into the face of a very teary, very angry (visibly) sixteen-year-old.

confusion passed, things and motives were explained, and heeseung (although bitter at having been woken up, and still riddled with enough guilt to last 1500 lifetimes) attempted to patiently tell niki that he had no fucking idea how to help sunghoon whatsoever. niki pretty much said "well you better fucking find a way because you're not going back to sleep now, the world's about to fucking end. also jay and jungwon-hyung have been looking for you for literal centuries, do you know how pissed theyd be if i went out looking for you, found you, then came back empty-handed? really fucking pissed is how much. also sad. did i mention sad?" and heeseung, notoriously weak and also kind of (read: very) in love, is just like "...jungwon? jay?"

so niki brings heeseung back to the others, the return journey taking a long enough time that the two become significantly close to each other, heeseung's long-forgotten big brother instincts (tm) kicking in around the younger vampire. niki has to basically drag heeseung out of the castle by his teeth, because as much as he misses his brother and jungwon, he's still so incredibly guilty, and completely convinced that he isnt worth love or life whatsoever and that jay still hates his guts. and, jungwon... he doesn't even want to think about jungwon. how he failed him. how he let him down. but, niki slowly works through the insecurities, bit by bit: assuring heeseung that, no, even though jay will definitely rip him a new one once he sees him again, he'll also cry and hug him for at least 24 hours because he misses him like hell and heeseungie hyung you have no idea.

they weather a lot together. storms, mental breakdowns, bouts of blood-starvation so severe heeseung thinks he'll lose it again: but they're there for each other. they hunt, talk, keep each other warm, and in it, form an unbreakable bond. niki had heard tales of the legendary lee heeseung, who wiped out entire armies in two seconds flat and comforted his friends when they were sad and annoyed jay to the very ends of the earth: but what he's faced with is a man with more insecurities than niki has hairs on his head—and he has a lot of hairs on his head.

by the time they make it back to the coven's home, heeseung has grown sufficiently attached to the enigma that is niki, and has almost completely but it out of his mind that he's here for his old friends, too. he's only doing this for niki: it's a fact he's comfortable with. so when they reach the front steps he just... freezes.

i have a very clear image of it in my head—jungwon, jay, and jake sense niki's presence, in some weird vampire-y way. it's been around 10, 15 years since he left at this point, so of course they rush out to greet him, ready with scoldings and lashings about how stupid he had been (after, of course, making sure he's unharmed and alright)—but it all dies on their tongues as soon as they see who's with him.

frozen. everything is frozen.

i imagine it's a lot like lulu and artzyy's post. jungwon is the first to move, stepping forward and whimpering out a broken "hyung", and all heeseung's guilt and avoidance is forgotten in favor of cradling jungwon to his chest, holding him close and whispering reassurances into the crown of his head, wonnie, im so sorry, hyung's so sorry; i didn't mean to leave you for so long, i'm here now, its okay. and of course then jay comes in, crying and screaming about how the fuck is it okay, how can it ever be okay, how could you just not mean to leave us alone for 1500 years?! how the fuck do you just expect to waltz back into our lives like nothing ever happened and pretend its all okay?!? and then he hits him, and hurts him, tries to make him feel even an inkling of the hurt he was made to feel for the past fifteen hundred years—but then punching him turns into fisting hands into the back of his shirt and sobbing into his neck and holding him so tight he wouldn't be able to breath if he had the need to and please, please don't leave, why would you leave, you asshole, why did you leave?

so yeah. things happen. reunions are had, tears are shed. some indirect heewon love confessions probably happen later on in the form of very intense devotions of life and self and all that. "walking on the single-log bridge in the dark really isnt so bad" you know the whole shbang. meanwhile jay salty in the background just like "cant you just say you love each other like normal human beings jesus fucking christ"

jayseung's relationship (or the reigniting of it) is, well, rocky. they're both conflicted—jay even more than heeseung. because, the thing is, heeseung killed sunoo. as regretful as he is, that doesn't make it any easier to forget. but he's back, and alive, and in one piece, and he isn't leaving, and jay knows it wasn't really his fault, he wasn't in control—but he killed him. he killed their brother. and it WAS his own stupid fault for losing control in the first place, for not listening to jungwon, so what the hell is jay supposed to think? he flip-flops between being intensely grateful that heeseung is back and okay and finally with them again, and then remembering what he's done, giving him the cold shoulder and not speaking to him for hours on end. and all the while, heeseung is riddled with guilt, and shame, and grief he'd suppressed for far too long; niki's stubbornness combined with jungwon's unwavering support being the only things keeping him from bolting into oblivion all over again. all in all, it's a difficult time—but they get there. eventually.

naturally, they save sunghoon. what else is there to do? they defeat the queen, break her control over their friend—and then jakehoon have their own teary reunion, not unlike heewon's, and sungki have theirs, not unlike jayseung's (although with a... considerable decrease in cursing and conflicted emotions, and a lot more immediate sobbing). they're a mess—sunghoon is traumatized, heeseung is traumatized, jay and niki are traumatized, they're all just fucking traumatized. jayseung will probably take a long time to get back to the way they once were, if it's even possible—there'll always be an empty space there, something gone, something missing, and it's one that can't be filled. jungwon barely lets heeseung out of sight or touch alike, and heeseung isn't much better off. jay's always been the more touchy one out of the three of them; but after years of missing, of longing, there's plenty of time to be made up, and heeseung is just... so, so soft, and warm, and being held by him is the loveliest thing jungwon's ever known.

AND NOW A SUNOO THING, BECAUSE THE IDEA OF ENHA LIVING HAPPILY EVER AFTER AS OT6 WITH SUNOO JUST FUCKING DEAD DOES. NOT WORK FOR ME

so like. sunoo isn't dead, or he doesn't stay dead, or not the soulless-unmoving kind of dead anyway. you know how necromancy and fierce corpses exist in donghua and shit? well they exist here too because fuck you and also i said so. i made myself sad and now im making it happy again goddamnit.

anyway. after he dies, sunoo gets found by the queen, too, and because she's all-powerful and whatnot she fucking necromances him—figures he'll be useful later. as he is, though, he's basically nothing more than a puppet; like wen ning and song lan were when they were being controlled. his soul isn't... gone exactly, just imprisoned, prevented from being able to come forward and command his body.

so. sunoo is still partially alive, and the boys (jay, jake, jungwon, sunghoon, niki, and whatnot)... don't know that. i imagine that for pretty much the entirety of the centuries that heeseung is gone, sunoo's status as a necromanced fierce corpse goes entirely unknown to them, and it's only after heeseung is brought back by niki that he starts to resurface. i imagine they realize it in a sort of tense, action-filled scenario: the boys have gone to investigate another attack, thinking it's sunghoon, but as it turns out the queen has had TWO undead corpses running around doing her dirty work instead of one. and one of them is sunoo.

heeseung and jay, of course, are stunned. they cant believe it's real; it isn't real, it can't be—and yet.

a lot of angsty plot stuff happens—i dont have the energy or enough shits to give to figure out what. the thing is, the queen only kept sunoo this long and brought him out as a tactic to lure heeseung, make him weaker; and it probably worked. in the midst of both fighting against sunghoon and fighting to SAVE sunghoon, heeseung is bent on saving sunoo as well, and there's probably a lot of very angsty talk wherein there are disagreements about who's life, really, is more important in this situation, and if heeseung is just trying to make up for what he did to sunoo. regardless, heeseung ends up saving sunoo and bringing his soul back to the surface. what he doesn't expect is for sunoo to forgive him—fully and wholeheartedly. and it feels wrong, because no, you should be angry with me, you should hate me and want to hurt me like i hurt you; but sunoo is just... happy. happy that he's back, happy that heeseung is back, happy that they're all together again. and its conflicting, to say the least. even moreso because sunoo isnt stupid—he didnt just act like heeseung was an innocent who did no wrong; he knew he had been wreckless, knew he was at fault, and he forgave him still. loved him still. that was something heeseung... hadn't been prepared for.

like i said in the last part, they save sunghoon; how, im not sure, but they save him, probably with a fair bit of sunoo's help, and they're together again. only the tiny difference here is that sunoo is with them too. sunoo is back, and the gang has yet another undead bestie to teach the ropes of being a vampire to. things are awkward, obviously, especially between the original brother's trio of heeseung, sunoo, and jay; because sunoo is his usual sweet and kind self while jay believes that he should be more angry at heeseung for killing him, heeseung agrees, and jay has some very conflicted feelings about how self-depricating his hyung is being (because like... yeah you killed sunoo and im supposed to hate you but you're not supposed to hate yourself, you idiot, what the fuck?)

(also like. if we're gonna take some more crumbs from cql canon here im gonna go ahead and say sunoo's death was at least somewhat self-sacrificial, even if it was heeseung that ended up causing it in the end)

(i kind of love how jiang cheng-y i made enhaverse jay here to be honest)

(okay this has been in my drafts WAY too long because ive been waiting for some miraculous Other Detail i need to add to pop up in my mind, but honestly i can just add anything else i think of in a reblog afterwards, this bitch just needs to see the light of day)

#magpie thoughts #magpie writes #??? kind of ???#enhaverse #enhaverse theories #ALSO kind of???#enhaverse writing #enhaverse aus #the untamed/cql #the untamed spoilers #idk but just to be safe ig .

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tartagliaxx · 4 years ago

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hello!! i cant seem to find our last interaction but to be fair it was a whileee ago 💔 ahah hi it’s me, the anon that dropped off the face of the earth 😔 firstly i wanted to clear up a few things! my life has been pretty yucky since we last talked so i went off tumblr for awhile,, got sick, got sucky grades back, changed subjects etc etc. i’m sorry i disappeared like that regardless! i tend to do the whole hibernate into my little wallow of sadness and come back out when i’m finished,,, (a bad habit i need to break) i hope we’re okay! i actually just got back on socials and was surprised to see you mention the band hcs ahah and remembered f u c k i disappeared. tldr: me being a ghost was definitely not your fault and just me tryna figure out my life lol!

idk why spacing is so weird on asks anyway, how’s everything going in your life? are you doing alright? since we last talked i did catch a few glimpses of? maybe you didn’t get childe? i should really catch up on ur blog 😀 if he didn’t come home i’m tying him up and roasting him like a piece of meat on a fire bc w t f man???? rude as fuck not to come home to ur wife 😡🔫🔫 if he d i d come home,, disregard everything i said ☺️ <3 he’s safe,,, for now...

so back to the matter at hand: band hcs. love, please!!! do not force urself to write these 😔 i know u said u got em queued up but i can’t help but feel guilty bc i was definitely meant to throw my two cents in there! *cue me scrambling for my notes* from what i can gather.... *squints at notes* i could see childe as main vocal/on the electric guitar maybe bc i think that’s kinda sexy of him (nothing to do with ed sheeran playing guitar...😳) kaeya i can see as sub vocal/bass guitar - i feel like he wouldn’t be the face of the band but very popular for the vibe he’s got going. benny on the drums because benny on the drums that’s my explanation aaaand old man zhongli on keyboard/sub vocal. that’s what i had ahah probably totally different to yours but tell me your thoughts - i look forward to seeing yours! (note: this was just a boy band of my favs 😔) i just saw another post u had about...something i can’t remember but i had thoughts abt it and will send them in a seperate ask!!

i’m sorry i can’t remember much of what we said last time aaa my memory is horrible but i do remember something abt us watching barbie movies tgt and u perhaps saying that’s cool 👀 heh um,, if we were to start, would you want to go in chronological order? 👀 alright! this is very long so i’ll wrap it up there, all my love~! 🦋💞xx (if i got the emojis in the wrong order...no i didn’t 😳��)

mAN ahahahhahahahah ok, first of all, i never meant for you to feel guilty over this or put you in the spot for that matter because trust me, i understand. i sometimes need to stay away to recharge and stuff. besides, no one is ever, ever required to keep talking to me after they sent an ask. it’s not your responsibility to socialize with me but i appreciate it regardless. i’m so sorry your life was not going very well but i just know that better days are coming :)) and yes, we’re definitely okay. i do hope that u didn’t feel forced to send this tho!

things have been great! i have been doing absolutely nothing in contrast to back then when i was doing absolutely everything. it’s like a recharge period for me. oh and im doing my graduation rites on may 8 so there’s that.

ok so,, i lost 50/50 w mona and i lost all hope that i’ll get childe but drama queen went brr and came home on my 16th pull after that. i’m still a little salty bc you dont do that to your wife yknow??? so you have my permission to put him in a stick and grill him over live fire 😍

🥺🥺 that’s sounds fun!! the hcs are already done. i had a huge brainrot yesterday and finished it in one sitting. very different from what you have but im starting to feel like yours had more sense to it asvdhskkcbsjka n e way, childe being your bad boy guitarist bf.... MAN i see it and i love it. i feel like kaeya would exude sm mysterious energy and he just catches attention on stage. mr. popular through and through. and like,, i hc kaeya has pretty hands and just,, imagining it on a bass, fingers stretching to reach the chords... ugh seggsy 😭 benny boy send tweet!! i love that.. i feel like he’s the type to always have tons of spares on him bc he keeps snapping his sticks bc he gets into it. i love the polarity tho bc off stage he’s the softest boy around 🤧 and lastly, big man zhong... hehehehe... yes.

i got your other ask and i’ll answer it separately so we can vibe better there. on another note,, yes please!! let’s watch the barbie cinematic universe chronologically together!! idk how we’ll do it though? discord maybe? if u have that u can send in your id through an ask and i’ll send the request privately. thanks for dropping by again, bub!

ps. i think you got the emojis right

#lei.answers #withlove.🦋💞

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miraclealignersv · 5 years ago

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Sleeping Problems (Edward “Babe” Heffron x reader)

Ask: I’m about to get reallllll specific, could you write a prompt where the Babe Heffron and y/n move in together but y/n snores and babe kicks in his sleep?

A/n: first off I’d like to apologize for not posting this, it has been sitting in my inbox for the past month. Also I started to work on it and I never quite finished it (I wrote it like five times I never liked the outcome).

+ also after sharing a room with my older brother for what seemed 50 years of my life I know all too well that snoring does indeed drive someone insane. My guy would stop breathing for like ten seconds and I would panic cos I thought he had died. (I’m convinced he did that shit on purpose)

Tag list: @gottapenny @wexhappyxfew @medievalfangirl @bandofmarvels @itisjustmethistime @starryrevelations @snafus-peckuh @etainlord

Y/n loved Edward Heffron with everything she had, he never really asked her to move in per se. It all started by leaving a toothbrush in his bathroom, later upgraded to a set of pajamas until she had completely infiltrated his closet with outfits. Not only that but there were little touches, she would often arrive at his place earlier than he did. She would gush over the new wine glasses she had bought, or even gush over the fancy non-stick pan she had found.

Slowly she started spending more and more time at his place and he didn’t mind it. They would happily get ready for bed, standing side by side near the bathroom sink as they brushed their teeth with the minty toothpaste. Both giggling over something dumb either of them had done or said. Ed watching attentively as she applied the face creams onto her beautiful face, countless times telling her that she didn’t need them.

”Wrinkles my ass”

It was all fine, everything was peachy. Until y/n was pulled into deep slumber, clung onto Ed’s arm like a goddamn koala. He didn’t mind that, no, it was the sounds that came from his lover. The loud snoring keeping him up at late hours of the night. Panicking a few times here and there when she would stay quiet, often scared that the love of his life had stopped breathing. Only for her to gasp loudly and continue to snore. The thing was, y/n only snored sometimes. He loved the woman to death but he prayed to God Almighty every night that he could get a full night of sleep.

As the weeks went on, the snoring continued along with the sleepless nights. Ed finding the only alternative was to sleep for a few hours on the couch and later, before she awoke, would magically reappear by her side. He never said anything, god, he couldn’t imagine her little face when he broke the news to her.

However, y/n also had a problem. Her main problem was when the goofy angel sleeping next to her would kick her in the ribs when she was deep in slumber. The man moved too much, throwing punches here and there. y/n starting to believe that maybe she should take boxing up as a hobby since she had gotten better and better at dodging the slaps and punches her beloved Edward Heffron would occasionally throw as he situated himself comfortably. Again, she didn’t say anything. Only found that a barrier of pillows between him and her was perhaps the best alternative (apart from restraining his arms and legs with the bedsheets).

Both had a problem, and both didn’t say anything. Not until one night y/n had awoken from her deep hibernation, ravenous and in search for something to much on. Making her way into the kitchen as his mouth salivated for the leftover pasta she had cooked up for dinner earlier that night, only to slowly turn around and find George soundly asleep on their new couch.

Slowly chewing the mouthful of pasta she made her way towards the sleeping man, the tuppawear in her hold. Slightly shaking him, just enough for him to jolt awake and find Y/n staring down at him as she fed herself another forkful of pasta.

“Hi honey,” Ed muttered while he rubbed his eyes, y/n only chewed and raised her eyebrows as she brought her hand up to wave at the sleepy man. “Just testing out the new couch, very very sturdy.” He patted the cushion, y/n only swallowed and sighed as she reached over to turn the light in the living room on. Edward wincing, immediately groaning as the bright light shone on his eyes.

“My bullshit detector is going off, babe” y/n slowly spoke, her eyes squinting as she stuck her fork into the plastic container and into her mouth.

“I didn’t know you came with one of those,” Edward teased, y/n trying her hardest not to laugh and give in to whatever he was saying. “I think I sleptwalked or sleepwalked, whatever it’s called” he lied again, y/n raised her eyebrow as she continued to chew. Slowly nodding as she processed the information.

“And you pulled two pillows and a blanket from the hallway closet with you?” She asked, eyebrow raised in question. Ed opened his mouth to speak, trying to come up with a response or some sort of excuse.

“Wow, your bullshit detector is very good” he slowly nodded an impressive chuckle leaving his mouth as y/n cocked her head to the side and smiled at the compliment.

“What’s wrong?” She knew Edward’s tactics all too well. When an argument arose he would try to change the topic by giving her a compliment, it was his way of avoiding any sort of argument or what he called “serious time” between both of them. The question of sending Ed in a spiral, not knowing what to say or do.

He hesitated before finally spitting it out, “You snore very very loud” immediately after the words were out in the open he covered his mouth with both of his hands as he watched y/n process the statement.

“It’s back again, Christ, why didn’t you tell me?” Y/n sighed as Ed lowered his hands, “the nasal strips worked wonders last time, guess I’ll have to pick some of those up at the pharmacy” she placed her hand on her hip, Ed raising his eyebrow this time.

“That’s it, nasal strips are going to solve our problems?” He asked, y/n closed her eyes and turned towards Edward who had the biggest grin on his face.

“On the topic, could you possibly stop kicking me like im a goddamn soccer ball?” She pleaded as she set the container down on the small bookshelf behind her. “I swear, I feel like I could go head to head with Sony Liston and probably win” y/n chuckled, Ed only shook his head before laughing himself.

“Who needs a trainer when you have Babe Heffron” He proudly stated, y/n only shook her head and reached for his hand.

“We’ll figure everything out in the morning, let��s just go back to bed.” She whispered, Edward hummed and leaned in to place a kiss on her forehead.

“My little snoring angel,” he chuckled as he pulled away, y/n rolled her eyes as she picked her pasta up from where she had left it.

“You know, I could always strap your arms and legs. That could be a solution” y/n called as she opened the refrigerator door, Ed chuckled.

“Ooh kinky,” y/n shook her head as a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “You know we could always buy bunk beds, I could get the top bunk and you could get the bottom bunk” he shrugged at his own suggestion, y/n appeared from behind the wall and raised an eyebrow.

“what are you five? We are not getting bunk beds.”

#band of brothers imagine #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers #im sorry this is up so late #college is killing me fam #edward heffron x reader #edward heffron #babe heffron imagine #babe heffron x reader #babe heffron

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stingerpicnic · 6 years ago

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your smile brings sunshine/your tears bring rain (you're my whole world)

based on this post

read on AO3

Relationship: Mumintrollet | Moomintroll/Snusmumriken | Snufkin

Characters: Mumintrollet | Moomintroll, Snusmumriken | Snufkin

Additional Tags: Fluff, Maybe a little angst, its really not that angsty actually, Established Relationship, Purring, im HERE for some cat snufkin content alright, moomin being his sweet self, flustered snufkin

He was doing it again.

He really wished Snufkin wouldn’t do this. They had been having such a nice time, too. Leaning against each other, tails hooked and paws held between them as they waited for fish to bite. It was a perfect autumn day. But Moomin felt the soft line of pressure on his side become harder as the minutes went by, the tail entwined with his growing restless. With every cool breeze that blew past them he could feel the pressure get just a little harder, a little more tense.

Still, he wasn’t going to bring it up himself. It was always best to let Snufkin take things at his own pace. He might be ready to do a great many things at a moments notice, especially where Snufkin was concerned, but Snufkin so often wasn’t. And the last thing Moomin wanted to do was trap him in a situation he wasn’t ready to deal with. Snufkin would speak when he was ready.

Moomin felt he had an idea what this was about, anyways. Just a couple years ago it would have been him in Snufkin’s position, but he felt so much more secure in their relationship now. Snufkin would come back in the spring and he really did need his winter journey. Moomin could see the difference it made when he returned in the spring. A certain tightness would begin building behind the mumrik’s eyes as autumn passed until the moment he left on his journey and it would have vanished by the time he returned.

So, Moomin understood that Snufkin had to have to leave him for the winter, he really did, even if it still made him a little sad to think about. Snufkin was obviously not ready to try staying through winter. Maybe he never would be. Which was fine, obviously. While Moomin would absolutely adore having Snufkin to cuddle up to during his hibernation, there was a certain joy seeing him race through that last stretch of forest to greet him in the spring, of seeing that expression of joy and relief and love , that nothing else could quite replicate.

He just would have thought that Snufkin understood that.

“I’ll have to leave soon.” Evidently not, though, if the guilt buried beneath a half-formed attempt at a matter-of-fact monotone had anything to say about it.

Moomin hummed, tightening his hold on the paw in his own. Snufkin squeezed back, which is a good sign.

“I really do have go,” that sounded even more anxious. They were really going to have to sit down and have another talk about this. Moomin hated seeing him do this to himself over something he so obviously needed.

“I know,” he said, trying his best to keep his worry and frustration out of his voice, instead softening it with as much care and understanding as he could.

“Do you have any idea where you’ll go this year?” he asks instead of “You know you don’t have to feel bad about that, right?” or “Do you really believe it isn’t fair of you to need this now that we’re together? It’s fair. I promise. I understand. The added closeness doesn’t have to trap you. I know you’ll come back. It’s okay,” or even “You know I love you, don’t you? And that nothing could change that?” like he wants to. He’s asked those questions before and he knows their answers. He also knows asking them now will only make Snufkin feel more guilty.

“I don’t know. I suppose I’ll go wherever my feet take me. Maybe I’ll visit that town with the light festival I saw a couple years ago again, it was wonderful to see the first time and I got the feeling the presentation would be different every year. That might be interesting.”

For a while after that, Snufkin was quiet, staring at the calm water in front of them. But Moomin could tell he wasn’t done. There was a certain feel to the silence that told him so. The air isn’t sitting right for that to be it. The hard line of pressure against his side hasn’t softened, Snufkin’s tail is beginning to twitch against his in earnest, and a glance at his face confirms that the tightness hasn’t lessened any.

Then, Snufkin pulls away, untangling them from each other, putting some distance between them. He doesn’t stand up, he’s not quite that worked up yet, but Moomin notes that his tail is well and truly thrashing now. He searches for his eyes and finds them already staring pleadingly into his, not avoiding his gaze at all. And while Moomin could stare into those beautiful eyes forever, seeing the full brunt of the distress on his face is not as fun.

Oh, honey , he thinks, you’ve really worked yourself into a right fit about this, haven’t you. Really, this isn’t what he’d meant when he’d said he wished Snufkin would talk to him about things. He had hoped it make him bring things up before it got this bad. They’d really have to talk about this later when they were both feeling more level headed.

He just hoped that it might stick this time. But if it doesn’t, he’ll do it again, and again, and again. He’ll tell Snufkin that he loves him, that he understands, that it’s okay he has needs he needs to be alone to fill until the mumrik believes him. And he’ll continue to do so even after that, because it’ll never stop being true.

It’s what Snufkin did for him, anyways, when his insecurities about their parting, about the possibility of him forcing Snufkin into something he doesn’t want, of making him feel stifled and trapped, reared their ugly heads. It was what you did when you loved someone. You told them so every day until they believed it and then you kept doing it.

It was a little ironic that they’d switched roles here, though.

“I have to leave, I have to see the world!” Snufkin was speaking again, but Moomin felt the words were less for him and more for Snufkin himself, somehow. “The world is so so big and it’ll only feel like I’m wasting it if I stay in one place all the time. Please understand, Moomintroll,” there was a hint of quiet desperation in his voice that broke Moomin’s heart to hear.

He had to think of something to say soon. Fortunately, he thinks that Snufkin just gave him the perfect opening.

As casually as possible, he says, “Oh, the world can’t be that big.”

Snufkin blinks at him, momentarily thrown out of whatever torrent of repressed emotion that had been raging inside his head by the sheer unexpectedness of such a response. “...What?” he asks like someone who’s read the same book a thousand times only to find another copy that read differently.

“Well, you know, it can’t be that big. I’d say it’s surprisingly small, actually, after hearing all the times you’ve gone on about how big it is” he says.

“...You only say that because you’ve seen so little of it,” Snufkin says, the words dragging out of him like he’s not entirely sure it’s wise to say them but still curious as to where he’s going with this. Oh, he can tell that Moomin is up to something with this line of conversation. He probably thinks he’ll ask to join him on his travels again.

Moomin hums a dissenting note. “ I’ve seen enough to know it’s beautiful and lovely and wonderful. It’s full to bursting of so many good, lovely things and still, surprisingly, small enough that I can fit the whole of it in my paws.” Gosh, he sounds soft to his own ears saying that, like melted chocolate and plush pillows. He finds it appropriate.

Snufkin looks even more confused now, face scrunching up in a way Moomin can’t help but think is adorable. But he looks like he’s about to protest, so Moomin decides to get on with it, carefully reaching over and cupping Snufkin’s face in his paws like he’s the most precious thing in the world, because he is.

“There, see? It fits perfectly.”

Snufkin’s eyes widen, mouth dropping open. His face just keeps getting redder as the seconds tick by. Moomin can feel the heat of his blush through his fur and he quietly thinks that a flustered Snufkin is also an adorable Snufkin. He should really do things like this more often. It’s been such a good distraction technique so far, too.

“...Moomintroll…” Snufkin whispers, sounding awestruck and quite like he’d like to pull his hat down over his face right about now. But he doesn’t, he continues looking back at him, refusing to hide from this, from him.

Instead, slowly, Snufkin’s paws come up to cover his own, like he’s been given something unbelievably fragile. He’s staring up into Moomin’s eyes like he’s the most wonderful thing he’s ever seen, like Moomin hung the stars in the sky for him to admire, like he’s lovestruck, and it makes warmth bloom in Moomin’s chest. It’s so much he feels like he might burst. He’d very much like to kiss him right now, he thinks.

So he does. He softly presses his snout into Snufkin’s forehead, knocking his ha askew in the process, because he can think of nothing sweeter than forehead kisses and he finds that appropriate. Snufkin deserves nothing but the sweetest things the world has to offer. He feels Snufkin’s temperature raise another degree. He’d be worried if he didn’t know it was just a blush, but nothing bad could possibly be accompanied by the loud purring that erupts from Snufkin’s chest, anyways. As it is, he’s pretty proud of himself.

When he pulls back, he sees something move out of the corner of his eye. “It looks like we got a bite, Snufkin!” he says, carefully pulling his paws out of his hold and managing to sound at least mostly normal.

Snufkin, though, is still frozen in place, purring loudly with wide eyes and a red face, while Moomin moves off to calmly reel in their lines and place the their latest catch in the bucket they’d brought along.

“I think we’ve caught enough fish for today,” Moomin says, glancing at the bucket.

He walks over to Snufkin, holding his paw out to help him up, “How about we head back and make ourselves a meal?”

“...Yeah, sure, sounds good,” is the dazed response he gets, but Snufkin paw closes around his own and pretty soon they’ve cleaned up and are walking back home with paws clasped, so Moomin counts the day as a success.The purring he doesn’t stop hearing for the rest of the day lets him know he’s done something right, anyhow. Even if he doesn’t see Snufkin’s face again for the next several hours due to a certain green hat.

They’d have that talk a little later, but they would have it, so help him.

#snufmin #snufkin #moomin #My writing #......soft

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glassworkspiderlilies · 5 years ago

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giyushino week wrap up!

aaaaand that’s a wrap!! thank you to the moderators of giyushinoweek, and to everyone who liked/reblogged/commented on/sent me asks about my fics!!

it was a wild ride to write 8 fics in basically a week or so; i keep saying the fics were hastily or frantically written but LMAO considering how little fic i put out nowadays and how long it usually takes me to write because i edit as i go (which means i take f o r e v e r ), i was seriously just screaming like I JUST GOTTA DO IT I JUST GOTTA GO WITH IT I DON’T HAVE TIME the entire time haha. it was really good to be able to just think of a thing and run as far as i could with it, though!! it’s been quite a long time since i was able to do that, and it was really nice to have a project to work on in the back of my head. <3

ideally, if i work myself up to it, i’d like to revisit all of these and spruce them up to post to ao3, but we’ll see. :’)

under the cut is just some thoughts on my process during this and also writing each of the fics, if you’re interested! favorite prompt, the most difficult parts to write, what the fic was originally was, things like that.

thank you again, everyone!! back to hibernation and occasional slow snail pace writing i go, haha.

re: writing process -i tried writing a fic per day during the week before the actual event, which...kind of worked!! ideally, i was going to write a mostly complete fic each day, and then spend the week of the event editing each one before i posted it. what really ended up happening was that i partially wrote several, but not all of them, during the previous week, and then spent the week of finishing up, editing, or writing the whole thing more or less the day before the prompt was “due”, LMFAO. my weekday schedule is pretty structured because of work--I have maybe an hour or two of free time before i have to sleep--so i doubled down a bit more on the weekends. i know like it wasn’t imperative that i meet the “deadline”, but i really, really wanted to!! i figured i’ve written a fic per day for fandom weeks before so why can’t i do it again, but BOY i don’t know who i was back then. i mean, i still did it (yay!) but it seemed so much easier then?? either i was just writing more back then or less afraid or...something, or it’s just been so long that i don’t remember what i felt, LOL.

-i was really quite nervous in the beginning to post the fics, since again, they’re pretty hastily written and my usual writing process is much more “careful” and drawn out. but, it was also freeing as the week went on to just post and not worry, because the point of the week was to have fun, and not necessarily to write the best work i expected of myself within a limited time. (oh, how the perfectionist in me still hisses, though.) still, i’m glad people liked them, and even the extra notes that i just kinda spit out for some of them. :’) i do wish that some had gotten more attention than others, but those ones don’t show up in the tags and i’m not sure why, so. alas.

re: the fics -confession: as of now, i feel pretty neutral about all of them, since i wrote them in a frenzy. at some point i’ll probably go back and read them and feel differently (and catch my mistakes! oh no!), haha. -a lot of them ended up being AU, which is...??? unexpected?? but i think it was just easier to put them in an entirely different setting, so i could play a bit more loose with their characters, haha.

day 1 - glance (or hug) -this one...im pretty sure was one of the ones i waited until the last possible minute to finish up. it’s pretty basic event-wise, one of the few more regular slice-of-lifey ones for the week. it was surprisingly hard to get down the “movement” of it all; a glance is hard to describe in detail and in any other way, but i had really wanted to create kind of this...fleeting, almost nostalgic atmosphere in the back and forth of “he keeps looking, she keeps missing”, if that makes any sense. oof, it’s still hard to describe what i had wanted to achieve even outside of the fic!!

day 2 - soulmate (or family) -this one was SUPER HARD to write!!! originally i had wanted to go with a “A sees flashes of what B sees” soulmate prompt, because i figured that would be SO disorienting and would be fun to play with. but i ended up not being able to run with that one. i had also wanted to do the “soulmates write on themselves and the words show up on the other’s arm” idea, based off of what i had started in a 100 word drabble i did, but that deserved wayyyyyy more exploration and angst i was able to write in the time i’d allotted. i do like the “tattoo” soulmate aus the best, i think, and i did want to explore the one i did more, buuuut. alas. soulmates aus are something i prefer to read rather than write, i think, they can get so complicated!!

day 3 - AU (or touch) -i’ve already made enough notes on this haha, but this ended up being a little too ambitious!! it wasn’t originally supposed to stop where it did, but i just...kinda got stuck and couldn’t bring myself to continue it, because i knew it would just keep going and needed more thinking out. so i just stopped it at the scene break, and hoped it would be decent enough. :’) surprisingly people seemed to enjoy this one most of all????? or maybe it was just the au itself that was a appealing, haha. regardless, i was surprised at the amount of notes this got!

day 4 - demon & wedding -soooooo this might’ve been my favorite prompt LMAO, like when i realized what i wanted to do for this day, i got excited because like, oooh yeah, pain. definitely wanted to go in on this to flesh out and explore various aspects more than i did, but i think of all the ones i wrote, i might be the most pleased with this one so far.

day 5 - moon (or angst) -honestly, it’s a surprise i didn’t choose angst for day 5. writing about shinobu’s death would’ve been so easy, but i’ve seriously been putting it off since i started writing for kimetsu no yaiba. both “a blade of honey” and “if not cut at dusk”, which are my longer fics, were intended to be about shinobu’s death scene and turned into something completely different, and i ended up avoiding it for day 5 even though it could’ve been so easy. it’s denial, probably! anyway, shinobu’s MAD BOLD here. she would never. maybe. there’s two shinobus that i think about--the "usual” one, modeling herself after kanae, and one who’s more in line with her younger self/inner feelings. i think i went with the latter for a lot of these fics, because i didn’t have to be as careful with dialogue. giyu might’ve suffered character-wise, though, woops. but again, maybe shinobu would, in the vein that she wants to win and have the last laugh, haha. still, i feel more like she wouldn’t. :P oh, also, do you remember ages ago, when AMVs were still widespread, that scene that was everywhere in naruto where hinata’s bathing/training at the waterfall and it’s like really pretty and cool and stuff? yeah. that’s what i wanted this one to be, a little, LMFAO. genuinely surprised that people thought this one was pretty spicy!!

day 6 - kiss (or ocean) -confession: i wrote all of this while i was at work LOLLLL. it was a slow day, i promise. this might’ve been the easiest one to come up with, because the “quick, kiss me!” to escape situation is a classic. the characterization is preeeetttyyyyy loose here, but it was also kind of fun, honestly. my day 5 and day 6 run in pretty similar veins though, so i had kind of wished the endings were a bit more distinct from each other.

day 7 - date (or crossover) -honestly i had wanted to do like, a soul eater crossover!! really i was planning out an au, but i think a crossover specifically has characters of two series interacting, and then i was Tired and was like, i can’t do that. crossovers aren’t something i usually read, either, so the planning got too complicated and i gave up. the date idea was also one that came much later and one that i finished up last minute; i’d wanted to make it a little more cohesive and come up with better things for sabito’s list, but. eh. it got longer than i expected too! ideally there would’ve been more of the college life, and sabito and makomo. i thought about doing another additional notes for this, but there was wasn’t enough i had wanted to add on. really it was just the majors for them i’d been playing with--shinobu as a med student (possibly a minor in horticulture/botany, SOMEHOW), sabito & giyu as hydraulic engineering majors (sabito more on fieldwork, giyu more on research), and makomo as a marine veterinary student. shrug!! the lines of “you do realize we were set up, right” and “this was a date, tomioka-san” were the highlight for me, haha. and i’m inordinately fond of the title.

day 8 - halloween (or n*sfw) -sexy stuff isn’t my forte at all!!!! so halloween it was, but. i was thinking of skipping out on this one, and then was like, oh what the hell, you’ve come this far, of course you’re going to go the last leg, too. already wrote enough notes on this one too, but yeah, this one really was quick, and just barely meets the prompt, i think, lmao. ended up being more of a fantasy au, which was fun, though there was a lot left unexplored. ultimately just glad that i was able to come up with something for the last stretch. :)

please feel free to drop me an ask if you have any thoughts or comments! i’d love to hear your thoughts on the fics for the week, if you’d like to share. :)

thanks for reading!!

#author's notes #giyushinoweek #thank you!!#spitting out more notes without proofreading ayyyy

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papikakashikahn · 6 years ago

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Jaebum/Serenity AU/ Request

Word Count: 4,378

This request is for @cutiepjy. Before you read, it’d be good to know that this relate’s to Jaebum’s song, Rainy. If you haven’t heard it before, I posted just the audio on my Tumblr, and the video is bellow this paragraph. Anyways, theres a part where he sings it (lol spoiler who?), and I put the English lyrics instead of the Korean obviously. Anyways though, just know it doesn’t rhyme. Other than that ENJOY. PS: To anyone just now reading this: Basically I have a list of 27 lyrics from several GOT7 songs. You can chose one or two, as well as a Member you’d like the request to be with, and dm me 😊. To read the forum click here! ANYWAYS! Hope you enjoy !!!

here’s rainy by Im Jaebum

se·ren·i·ty

/səˈrenədē/

noun

The state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled.

Spring was one of your most favorite times of the year. The weather was always fairly nice, being neither too hot or cold. It was the season where love was in the air, and the world was becoming lively since it’s winter hibernation. But this spring, you had felt oddly the opposite of lively. You and your group had just debuted two months ago, and although it should have been an exciting time for you, you were absolutely exhausted. It felt like the days were passing by monotonously. Maybe it was the stress, maybe it was insomnia… maybe it was even both, but you couldn’t sleep at night for the past 3 weeks. And when you did, it was for only a few hours past 4 am, just to wake up at 7am the same morning for practice. You just felt ready to faint at any moment, and you knew that obviously wasn’t a good sign.

There were so many things going on lately that could be the source of your stress. Other than your debut, your distant ex-boyfriend had suggested the two of you see “other people”. You expected to be stress-free after debuting, but that was certainly not the case.

At the very moment, you were standing at a bus stop, in the rain. But you hadn’t really cared to bring an umbrella with you today. You had come from dance practice, waiting for the bus that took you straight to the dorm you shared with your members. You must have looked like an absolute idiot to anyone around you, but you couldn’t have care less. You were indifferent to everything around you, you were just so tired. It was almost as if you were in a never-ending dream state, and after awhile that just becomes depressing. You leaned your forehead on the cool metal of the stop sign beside you, imagining going home and taking a nap. In your head, it was the thing you wanted most. You imagined going home on a rainy afternoon, curling up with a heating pad and a blanket, and falling asleep for hours on end. You were so tired you thought you might just sleep on the bus. You yawned at the thought of it. Maybe you wouldn’t even make it on the bus, maybe you could just fall asleep against this pole right here, right now.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice prodded.

You noticed the rain had stopped pouring on you, which was strange because you could still hear it. Your eyes fluttered open slowly to see a close friend of yours was standing before you, holding an umbrella over you.

“Jaebum!” you exclaimed confused as to why he was here, although you really were happy to see him.

“What are you doing out in the rain without an umbrella?” he asked, concern laced in his voice.

Jaebum was always so attentive to you. For the past 3 years, the two of you had been very close friends, but you hadn’t talked to him all too much lately. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to, in fact, you really enjoyed Jaebum's company. But really, you hadn’t talked to anyone lately because of your situation.

You shrugged slightly, leaning your head back onto the pole.

“I just got done with dance practice.” you explained to him simply.

“Ah, no wonder you look so tired.” he observed with a laugh. You glared at him. I mean, sure you knew you hadn’t been having a great sleep schedule, but why’d he have to say it like that?

He probably realized that what he had said might have came off as offensive as his eyes darted elsewhere. “Ahem, anyways how have you been? We haven’t talked lately...” he said, sounding slightly disappointed.

“I’ve been better. Sorry… I haven’t been feeling so good lately.” you muttered while twiddling with your fingers. You felt Jaebum staring at you, in that kind of concerned way again.

“Are you hungry?” Jaebum asked suddenly. You looked up automatically at the mention of food. “Ah-um- no I just ate actually.” you explained trying to give a forced smile. Just then, your stomach began to growl. The two of you both looked down at it.

“...Your stomach says otherwise.” Jaebum stated slyly while pointing to it. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

Stupid stomach

“I was heading to my studio, do you wanna come? I’ll make you ramen.” he suggested with one of his sheepish smiles.

”Plus you could hear the song I’ve been working on! I’d really like your opinion on it actually...” he told you in an uncertain tone, while looking to the cement.

There was no way in hell anyone could say no to Im Jaebum when he looked like THAT. And neither could you.

You nodded your head simply, trailing beside him as he led the way.

“So a new song you say?” you smirked, looking to him.

His ears became red at the mention of it.

“I’ve been trying to write a song to show JYP, but all the ones I’ve already shown him, he’s shot down.” Jaebum explained with a sigh while rubbing the back of his neck.

Your mouth naturally formed a pout at seeing how disappointed he looked.

“It’s getting really frustrating if I’m being honest.” he sighed, twirling the handle of the umbrella. He then proceeded to look at you, slapping on a cheery smile.

“But I have a really good feeling about this one I’m working on. It feels like my best work, I’m proud of it so far.” he confessed. You smiled at Jaebum as well. You thought he looked the most attractive when speaking about his songwriting. When Jaebum talked about his passions, it was almost so beautiful it could make you cry. His positive energy was refreshing.

“I can’t wait to hear it.” you smiled at him genuinely.

At first, you didn’t want to go to his studio with him, because right now you really didn’t have the energy to talk to anyone, but when you were with Jaebum you never felt tired. Jaebum was a great friend to you. Not only could he read you like a book, but when you were calm, he was energetic, and when you energetic, he was calm. In a sense, some could say you completed each other. Plus if Jaebum’s song DID turn out to be a hit, you wanted to be able to boast that you were one of the first ones to hear it.

While reviewing this all in your head, you hadn’t even noticed you were about to walk right into someone. When you had looked up realizing there was someone right in front of you, you hadn’t had enough time to move out of the way. Thankfully though, Jaebum pulled your arm so that you were out of the man's way just in time.

After a moment you looked to Jaebum who was staring at you, with eyes full of concern.

Jaebum was always such a gentleman. He was ever so cautious and thoughtful, especially over the small things, which was something you liked about him a lot. Just this time last year, you had a crush on him. You never diverged more into what the two of you’s relationship could be outside of friends, because just months later that spring, you had gotten a boyfriend. The odd thing was that when your ex-boyfriend had suggested you’d see other people, you hadn’t cried over it. You often questioned if that was even okay, considering you were with him for 7 months. Nevertheless, you had never gotten any confirmation if Jaebum liked you back. It was only a mere crush.

Then again, it was possible the two of you were just friends and your feelings were getting misconstrued. That happened often when you had guy friends ..,right?

What was odd though, you thought, was just after he touched your arm just now you felt slightly more awake.

You then proceeded to look to the side at Jaebum. His skin was tan and dewy, his jawline sharp, and his hair wavy from the rain. He had two beauty marks under his eye that were so perfect they looked like tattoos. It was no wonder he had so many fans. Jaebum was handsome as hell.

Being too distracted admiring Jaebum’s perfect imperfections, you hadn’t noticed that your clumsy ass was about to walk into the street, when it wasn’t your turn to cross.

Before you had gone too far, Jaebum pulled you back to him. Realizing this, you looked to Jaebum in shock, only to find him as in shock as well.

His eyebrows furrowed together, trying to figure out why you were acting so oblivious to your surroundings...twice within 5 minutes. It was then that Jaebum probably realized there was something really wrong going on with you, and that it was more than you just not feeling well lately.

Sighing yet again, he let go of your arm, the back of his hand grazing against yours. The rest of the way to JB’s private studio, you kept on looking from your hand to his, wondering if he was going to grabs yours, or if you should just grab his. Would that be too forward? Was that weird of friends to do?

On arriving at the secluded alleyway where Jaebum’s private studio could be found, his hands dug in his pockets to find his keys, to which he used to unlock the gate. Allowing you to enter first politely, he then proceeded to close the gate behind the two of you. The both of walked down a shady flight of stairs to meet an orange door on the side of the building. Jaebum used the same set of keys to open this door as well.

Stepping inside the studio, you were reminded of just how long it had been since you had visited. You had only been to JB’s private studio a few times before, but for some reason, it was even nicer to you now.

“Did you change something about the place?” you asked him, having a look around.

“No, why?” he asked in response. You ran your fingers across his keyboard. “It just feels…” you turned around to face him. “More professional.” you smirked to him.

Jaebum looked you up and down.

“No, It didn’t change much. Maybe it’s because you just haven’t been around lately.” he responded nonchalantly, sitting in his desk chair beside you. You narrowed your eyes at the seemingly shady comment, as he spun the chair around in a circle once or twice before turning to you, and giving you an innocent look.

“...What?” he questioned staring at you like he didn’t know why you were glaring at him.

You crossed your arms and walked over to his couch on the other side of the room. “I said I’m sorry, you don’t have to hold it against me ya know, making me feel guilty and shit.” you groaned, taking a seat.

He studied you for a few seconds, before looking down at his phone.

“I’m just stating the facts. If you feel guilty about not visiting your best friend of 3 years for weeks, then that's on you, not me.” he declared before swiveling to face the computer.

You knew he could feel your glare on the back of his neck because he looked over his shoulder at you.

“Yah! Best friends don’t give each other backhanded comments!” you exclaimed annoyed.

“Best Friends don’t ignore each other for 3 weeks.” he responded without even looking at you.

You rolled your eyes and flopped down on the couch, stretching your arms.

“I didn’t know you were one to hold grudges, Jaebummie.” you whined, turning to face the back of the couch, snuggled into it after feeling a sudden wave of tiredness come over you.

“I’ll get over it. Anyways, do you wanna hear the song now or order food?” he asked you.

When he got no response he repeated his question. “Y/N?” he questioned, turning around to find you asleep. He scoffed to himself. Did he bring you all the way here just for you to fall asleep? Jaebum rolled his eyes and got up. He was about to wake you up and nag at you some more, but when remembering just how tired you were at the bus stop, he refrained himself.

Not to mention you looked so peaceful sleeping, he didn’t want to disturb you. With a sigh, he walked into another room, and returned with a blanket he usually slept with when having an all-nighter. He placed it over you gently, smiling at how quick you fell asleep. He couldn’t help but stand and stare at you for a few seconds before he turned around and opened the window beside his desk. This way the room would be less stuffy. He then proceeded to sit in his swivel chair and work on his computer.

When you woke up from your nap, you stretch and yawned, forgetting where you were to begin with. Your eyes shot open when you realized a few things.

1.) That was the first time in weeks you had slept on a whim, and 2.) you were at Jaebum’s.

You rolled over in search of Jaebum, but instead you found a seemingly empty studio. Jaebum was not at his desk like he was before you took your nap.

You yawned tiredly, scanning the room over. Slowly, your eyes landed on a few photos tapped onto the wall beside his keyboard. You stood up curiously and wandered over to it.

There were several different photos. A lot were of the rain.

You wondered why he had so many random pictures of the rain posted on his wall. Your eyes were then drawn to a photo of what seemed to be Yugyeom and Youngjae on a plane. You smiled to yourself. it made you happy that JB had great friends like Yugyeom and Youngjae, as well as the rest of GOT7, who loved and supported him.

You fingertips touched the polaroid, feeling slightly guilty for not being around recently. It was a privilege to be apart of Im Jaebum’s life, and lately you took that for granted.

“You’re awake.” Jaebum’s voice wrang beside you, causing you to jump.

As you retreated your hand from the photo, tense, Jaebum couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction.

In his hands, he held a box of chicken you assumed, as well as 2 bottles of beer. “I ordered chicken and beer for us.” he announced. You felt your mouth water at the mention of it.

“How long was I asleep?” you asked, changing the subject.

“An hour or so.” he responded after setting the box down elsewhere. He made his way over to you and the pictures.

You felt tense in his presence and guilty, almost like you were caught in the act of doing something bad...but you were only looking at pictures. Jaebum had this strange effect of making you second guess your every move.

As Jaebum stood directly next to you, his broad shoulders only a few inches from yours, he stared at the pictures on the wall with you.

“I took that picture of Yugyeom and Youngjae when we were going to Japan.” he explained. You smiled at it, then looking to Jaebum.

“I’m glad you have friends like Yugyeom and Youngjae. They’re definitely better best friends than me... that's for sure.” you laughed to yourself, but it came out more depressing then you intended. Jaebum looked at you out of the corner of his eyes, indifferently. You looked back at the photos.

“Ahem… so… what're all the pictures of the rain for?” you asked him, trying to lighten the mood.

“...Well pictures give me inspiration for my songs, the rain ones influenced the song I've most recently been working on.” he explained to you. You raised your eyebrows staring at them all. It was interesting his method of creating music… but why such a depressing thing as rain?

“But… why rain? It’s so… sad.” you questioned, looking to him. There was something in the way Jaebum’s eyes flickered when he turned to you that caused you to shiver.

“It’s best just to show you.” he stated simply. You raised your eyebrow at him as he walked past you to the keyboard.

He then looked to you over his shoulder, and patted the empty space on the bench, as if to inviting you to sit down.

Hesitantly, you sat in the spot he directed you to, as he stood over you. He leaned down, his hands grabbing a hold of yours.

Your body tensed again, as this was totally unexpected.

“Girl, just let me hold your hand.” Jaebum whispered to you.

His breath on your neck caused you to shiver, because of its warmth contrasting with the rain’s cold. It was good he was behind you so he wouldn’t have been able to see your blush.

With his hands perfectly aligned with yours, he started to play on the keyboard, pushing down your fingers with his to play a few notes. He LITERALLY could play you like an instrument. But it was when we started singing that every hair on your body stood up.

‘Since I’ve been distant from you, for me it’s been rainy all the time

Even if I have an umbrella to avoid it, It’s just a work in vain

Can’t erase you, over you

I know that this isn’t it but

Even today by myself I’m constantly

I love you I love you, alone

No one, not even my friends can understand me

This world is getting stained by rain

I don’t know why I can’t let you go baby,

I don’t know why I can’t forget you

Your way of talking each and every way of your expression

That’s left for me

I can’t throw them away easily

It’s raining again

You (always)

Make me depressed

Think of you (always)

It’s the same anyways

Even if I think it will be okay

The whole world is bruised all around

The whole day Is gloomy

The future that I see is no

Over you

I shouldn't be doing this

But my heart, repeat it over again

I love you I love you, alone’

His voice became soft towards the end of the song. He sang it so well your eyes began to slightly water. You were at a loss for words.

You didn’t even have to say anything, it was obvious what you were thinking when you looked at Jaebum, who was still hovering over you, his hands still overlaying yours.

His face turned red as a result of just performing in front of you.

“That song is perfect.” you finally stated. He cleared his throat. “Thankyou.” he smiled.

“Seriously, everything about it was perfect... the words, the chords, EVERYTHING Jaebum! Everything about it made me want to listen to it on repeat! It’s the first sad song I actually liked!” you exclaim excitedly.

“Thank you Y/N.” he repeated.

You were truly in love with the song and you wanted to get that through his head.

“Everything was thought of so well!!! The fact that the chords are sorta happy & jazzy, but they’re supporting the monotone lyrics!!!” you shouted. “I-It kinda reminded me of today.” you began.

“A rainy spring day. It’s supposed to be a happy season, yet you’re not happy, you’re lonely… like a rainy day.” you nodded your head to yourself. “Your theme was perfect! I understand the pictures now.” you understood.

Turning your head back to him you had thought of something.

“The lyrics talked about a one-sided love in the middle of spring...” you observed while studying Jaebum. “...I’m guessing this is about you?” you asked quietly.

His eyes darted elsewhere as he stood up. You ignored the feeling of deprivation at the bottom of your heart because you were just too eager to hear his answer.

Jaebum nodded his head.

You sighed, looking back down to the keyboard. “We haven’t talked for 3 weeks and you’ve already been in a relationship AND got your heart broken?” you scoffed.

You really missed a lot these past 3 weeks.

“Jaebum, I’m so sorry I haven’t been there for you latl-” Jaebum’s loud snicker interrupted you of your serious apology.

You snapped your head in his direction to find him laughing his ass off.

“What is so funny!? I’m being serious Jaebum, I’m sorry!” you apologized. Jaebum still couldn't stop laughing though for whatever reason. In fact, he had his face in his hands, shaking his head.

“What!?” you shouted at him, wanting to know what was oh-so funny.

After he was somewhat finished with his laughing fit, he looked to you without saying anything.

You blew a piece of hair out of your face in annoyance. “Who is this bitch you’re talking about anyways? You can’t fight her, but I will.” you affirmed, proceeding to crack your knuckles. You looked to Jaebum waiting for an answer, but all you could find was a smirk plastered on his face.

“Who is it!!?? I need a name!” You exclaimed, waving your arms. Jaebum’s smile then faded, as he looked to the pictures on the wall again.

“No one.” he muttered to you. You rolled your eyes at his response.

“That's BS JB and you know it! Didn’t you say we’re best friends!??” you pleaded with him. Your pleads caused him to look at you out of the corner of his eyes, but with still no response. You stood up from the bench and touched his arm cautiously.

“Best Friends don’t keep secrets from each other! You can tell me anything! Tell me!” you whined, trying to console with him, but he wouldn't budge.

You looked to the ground guiltily. It was obvious he wasn’t going to tell you considering you hadn’t talked to him in 3 weeks. Why would he tell someone who doesn't seem to want to be in his life anyways, something so personal as heartbreak? You sighed understanding his silence now.

“I understand now Jaebum, I’m really sorry I haven’t been around-” “It’s about you.” he interrupted.

Your eyes darted up to meet his.

“What?” you asked in shock. His eyes narrowed down at you, in a half-lidded type way. Slowly he pressed you against the side of the keyboard in one swift motion.

“You heard me Y/N. The song is about YOU.” he repeated again. Your throat became dry at his sudden austere manner. It was hard to make eye contact with him when he was looking at you like that.

“Why...why the hell would you write a sad love song about me!?!” you exclaimed defensively.

He still remained silently looking at you.

“JAEBUM!” you shouted at him. Your yelling didn’t seem to phase him in the slightest.

“ANSWER ME! I deserve answers at least!” You yelled. “YOU’RE the one who deserves an answer?” he scoffed. You ran your tongue over your teeth.

“YOU’RE THE ONE WHO DIDN’T TALK TO ME FOR 3 WEEKS! NO CALLS, NO TEXTS, NOTHING! What up with that!!??” he fumed, pressing you furthermore against the keyboard. One of your hands pushed down a few keys behind you, making a loud chime of notes. Thank god he bought soundproofing pads for the walls, or else someone would have definitely heard the two of you.

A shame the chicken was probably cold by now.

You pointed your finger into his chest. “I DIDN’T TALK TO EVERYONE FOR THREE WEEKS!” you beckoned. He furrowed his eyebrows together looking offended. “AM I JUST EVERYONE TO YOU?” he questioned loudly.

It was almost as if your head couldn’t keep up with his questions.

“Yes… I mean-no!” “THEN WHAT AM I TO YOU!!?!?” he barked.

“MY SERENITY!”

The two of you stared at each other for a moment, trying to catch your breaths after the screaming match between the two of you. But that didn’t last for long considering you and Jaebum went at it the next second… with your mouths that is.

At that moment, the two of you simultaneously went for each other's lips. You both had surprised yourself considering the two of you had thought of the same thing, but it didn’t take long for you and Jaebum to get adjusted. Jaebum gripped your waist roughly, pushing you somewhat on top of the keyboard, to which several keys chimed loudly. Your hands went from his neck to his hair, being indecisive. You proceeded to wrap your legs around his waist.

Being with Jaebum today made you a realize a few things about your life that you hadn’t noticed before, aside from the fact that Jaebum was a great kisser...you realized that you hadn’t avoided Jaebum due to your stress, but rather because seeing Jaebum during this time of year reminded you of how you felt him ever since last spring, and how you’ve been feeling towards him since.

You don’t just get over a crush from dating someone else, feelings don’t just go away after you’ve tried suppressed them, or ignore them. They’ll always be there until you address it. You knew once you hung out with him, the truth about your feelings would come out. You thought ignoring him would be the only way to prevent it, but it turns out not only were you hurt in the process, but so was Jaebum.

Your hand pushed on Jaebum’s chest to pause the makeout session for a second. Ignoring the look of desperation on his face, you proceeded to ask a question that had been on your mind ever since.

“...So what am I to you?” you asked him. He leaned in close to you once again, forming just enough space between the two of your lips.

“You can be my finest, you can be my all.” he answered, proceeding to peck you on your lips. It did not take long for the two of you to get back to where you had left off.

Who knew addressing one’s feelings could be so rewarding?

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xxxdragonfucker69xxx · 7 years ago

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dunking and danging: kings of all cosmos

ok my dnd game is pretty certifiably dead so im gonna post here the skeleton of the plot i had planned, if you were in my game and want to preserve your innocence then do not read further

PLAYERS

squamata, a reptilian mystic

glenjamin gogol, a elemental monk who is dwight from the office

tobi, a hobbit ranger with a giant toad friend named george

and clayface, a goblin who makes things out of clay

ACT 0: EXPOSITION

the four of them appear in the sky over throne, a weird city where the sun is chained to the ground and ultraviolence is everywhere. also, demon wasps are attacking them. they fall through the roof of a building and meet the wanderers guild: neptune, jupiter and venus. they explain that this world is ruled by an asshole named zosimos, and that he has fucked off but left four kings to rule in his absence, and that there is a prophecy about a rising star that will overthrew zosimos and rule the universe as the new king, and one of them is the rising star. they’re stuck here unless one of the kings opens a way back to their homeworlds so they agree that they might as well become kings themselves

ACT 1: THE BLEAK ACADEMY

(i originally called this the black academy and then started kicking myself halfway through when i realized i fucked up the color scheme) (this is the only arc we finished)

the first king is lord entropy, principal of the bleak academy and inventor of murder. he cannot be killed by murder, which is a problem cause thats basically how you take the title of king from someone. everyone takes a youth potion and goes undercover at the bleak academy. there were some fun classes and squamata vowed to fuck lord entropy (leading to the famous “it’s not breaking the windflower law if it’s just eating ass”). in the end they befriend his daughter desecration roseblack attaris ebrot appeka entropy (and she ends up briefly played by a guest pc) who tells them about a scroll containing entropy’s true name (i wrote kind of a cool backstory for this i may post eventually) that can compel him to do anything. so they break into the library, then break into the secret underlibrary, to get the name. then they go confront entropy in his office, have a bigass boss battle, and then one of them commands entropy to attack so he can be killed in self-defense. rejoicing! they solved the murder puzzle! a star flies from entropy’s head to rest on tobi’s brow but im sure that’s not important for now! as they’re celebrating some old drunkard comes up to tobi and asks what she thinks about death, and her response is basically “it’s not something to worry about”

ACT 2: KEEPER OF THE FLAME

They wake up with a hangover and get an invitation from lady enheduanna, who is coincidentally the next king they gotta tick off. she’s throwing a party for nemontemi, which is basically calibration/halloween/the purge, and wants them there. the wanderers suggest they go shopping to get ready, and they basically have a christmas episode shopping and having fun with each other. they get back, and as they’re falling asleep, tobi wishes that “every day could be like this” in a very imperial voice. oops! they wake up and find that they’re in a time loop. after discussing it for a while they decide to go break back into the bleak academy’s library and look for information about time shit, and find that the key to breaking a time loop is usually a person that has to change

(this is where we left off)

the plan was for them to go talk to enheduanna, who at this point has probably been through a couple loops of their time loop (only the players and the kings keep their memories through the loop) and is probably kind of pissed off. but she offers them their hearts desires if they will go and steal from hell for her: she wants the forbidden apple, the fruit of life, because her current method of immortality is fading. (i really wanted to deliver the mottom speech ok). so then its a fun montage where they have less than a day to break into the brass embassy, which is hell’s embassy in throne, and find the door that will let them into actual hell, kill the serpent guarding it, and get back. surprise! enheduanna double-crosses them and tries to kill them. presumably they kill her and one of them becomes imperator of hunger

INTERMISSION: WAY DOWN NADIR TOWN

(this is possibly where this goes but maybe not)

the wanderers get a contract from the crooked-crosses, a gang of dickensian orphan urchins. they had a special treasure: one of the sparks of divinity leftover from the dead gods. it was stolen by a thief named snuffer, who has fled to nadir, which is a mining town inside the skull of a long-dead god. its run by a mysterious guy known only as Bossman, and nobody ever comes back. so they traverse the spiral road down, pass through the stygian wall and the kerberoi, and get admitted as miners. bossman provides food, board and company scrip, so by the time you actually find anything worth selling you’re probably so deep in debt it doesnt matter. his enforcers are the vakes, vaguely batlike people who swoop overhead in darkness; and the longer you stay in nadir the more you forget, so that the oldest workers are zombies who have forgotten everything but work. theres a friendly old worker named bones who points them towards the Hole, a speakeasy run by a lady named lilac. at the hole you can buy back some memories: sunlight, fresh air, clean water, love. of course, lilac is secretly the bossman. anyways, they find snuffer, but hes forgotten who he is and where hes hidden the spark. he begs them not to kill him cause hes just a kid too, and promises to pay them off if they rescue him. hes in debt to bossman, but bossman can be tempted by a suitable wager. the spark is actually in bossman’s vault as well. im almost certain this intermission ends in a riot.

ACT 3: KASTLE KORPUSLES

(backstory: in our last campaign one of the players was herbst korpusles, a paladin who was also basically agnostic. he had a little homunculus he kept in his beard and was raising like a son, but he was kind of a bad parent, so the homunculus was growing evil and basically sucking all the evil out of him. as time went on he got smaller and the homunculus got bigger and at the end of it you could barely tell them apart. the homunculus was named squilliam but thats neither here nor there. at the end of the last campaign they slew a demon named the king in yellow who basically possessed the empress and then herbst got made king for it, cause he also had excalibur)

hadnt really hugely planned this part but basically throne is split into quarters, and one of the quarters would be like industrial england (as opposed to the rest of throne which is more like ksbd) and ruled by this multiversal warlord named king korpusles who is, surprise surprise, that old herbst. they go to confront him through his castle which is simultaneously in throne and in albion (the world of our last campaign). i was probably going to send them to go discuss with a couple of other old characters: the druid raven veaux and the warlock valentine bebe, who are probably living in a bog together. they go to confront korpusles who has turned all of albion into one big war machine but he throws the cape off his hunchback and its not a hunchback at all! its a tiny little man just sort of attached to him sucking on his blood. is he the homunculus or the original herbst? neither can remember! also the king in yellow was the previous imperator of war and thats how korpusles is zoss’ king now. big fight, big murders. someone becomes imperator of war

ACT 4: THE APOCALYPSE SERPENT

the fourth king is kind of a problem, cause whereas the other kings were old and/or magically powerful this one is old, magically powerful and a mile-long dragon. its name is kormis, the apocalypse serpent, and it has been sleeping for ages but recently awoken due to all the hubbub. but they have a plan! throne is dotted with giant statues that are the corpses of gods and are sort of incorporated into architecture, but the wanderers have got word of one they can sort of reanimate. unfortunately its being occupied by their rivals, the most illustrious guild of judicious violence. they have to clear out the main room in the skull, then keep it clear while they perform the ritual to reanimate the god-corpse into basically a giant mecha. then they call out kormis, and have a proper mecha/kaiju battle. someone becomes the imperator of conquest.

ACT 5: BIG ZOSS BATTLE

the sun is chained to the tower of the sun, zoss’ palace, which the angels previously refused to let them into aaaalll the way back in act 1. but now they’re kings so they can enter. they go in, and aside from angels just kinda hibernating in between missions, its... empty. no palace here! but there is some kind of teleporter pad or something. they pop up, and appear in a room looking out over a plain of fire which is otherwise very luxurious. zoss’ palace isn’t underneath the sun, it’s on the sun. also, zoss is there, lounging with some cocktails. it turns out hes been grooming them as kings to take over, cause the current batch kind of fucking suck and hes bored of doing it himself. then they fight the king of the universe on top of the sun

#dunking and danging #what could have been....#can you tell i was extremely on my ksbd kick when i planned all this

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birchwoodswolf · 7 years ago

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Are you okay? I'm sorry the fandom's been rough on you- it kinda sucks, but there are some really cool people here! (You're one of them, obviously.)

Full response under the cut, because this is kinda long and personal.

Anyway, here are the tags in question that almost certainly incited this ask (originally from this post):

#listen;;; okay;;;;; im so fuckin tired #ive had to deal with this shit for five years with no fuckin Release #this is literally the only reason ive stayed in the fandom after all this time: the fact that i fuckin KNEW that something would happen here #and now im so close to being RIGHT #and sure the hagemans giveth and the hagemans taketh away but they’ve already taken so much

#all i know is that either way im probably gonna be leaving the fandom after ns8 and id prefer to go out on a good note #if they’re just going to be fuckin julienbaiting trash till the end then fine by me i wont fuckin bother watching this stupid shit anymore #and if they go through with it? congrats; and now he’s dead permanently (probably) #and considering that the hope of his existence has been the only force keeping me from escaping this hell fandom #i for one cannot wait to be freed from my chains

And yes, I mean every word of that - but it’s not for the reason you’re alluding to. Honestly, I’ve had no huge issues with the fandom that would force me to leave (disregarding all the Disgusting Shippers) - there are some good people, and I’ve made a lot of friends here. It’s just that I’ve been growing increasingly frustrated with the show over the past several years. The only thing that’s kept me from leaving has been a feeling - almost a premonition - that Julien was going to get a better send-off than what he got in S3. After all, it ain’t over til the fat lady sings, and at that point, the fat lady didn’t even exist.

Am I so petty as to completely disregard the show because I’m mad about how my favorite character was treated? No, but I’m still really disappointed in it. He and Zane had (and by comparison to all seasons since, still have) the best platonic relationship in the entire show, possibly only tied with Cyrus and Pixal (and Cyrus hasn’t seen Pixal since the end of S3 - what’s with Ninjago and either dividing, ruining, or otherwise negatively interfering with parent/child relationships?). The love they had for each other was pure, simple, and unconditional - and in a way, they completed each other.

But the biggest issue I have with Ninjago, the most significant reason why the newer seasons piss me off so much, is the inverse relationship between the quality of the story and the quality of the visuals. Because, for whatever reason, the show can’t have both.

Sure, the pilot, S1, and S2 look decent - but they’re nothing compared to the later seasons. For an example, compare the water physics between the opening scene of Tick Tock and Morro’s death scene in E54:

It’s practically night and day - and this is only one aspect where things have improved significantly. Take the Spinjitzu; in the early seasons, it’s just a normal, flat tornado, but when Kai uses it in E55 (as one example), you can even see sparks flying off of it. Or how complex some of the areas have gotten, how much detail is present now compared to back in the early days.

Or the lighting. Or the effects. Or the creature designs.

The show has become more and more beautiful, but in the process, the story and characters have been completely decimated. The plots have also gotten much lazier - there could’ve been any number of ways to resolve S6 without resorting to retconning all of it, but nope! They lazily retcon it and create a huge paradox (as Sensei Yang’s temple was left floating in the sky, even though it was only pulled up there in E60 - which was obviously retconned, as only twelve minutes of S6 are effectively “canon” to the current timeline).

Then there’s the love triangle for lazy drama, and all the time they had to waste afterwards attempting to “fix” Jaya (which, to be completely honest, hasn’t worked at all). Most of the other relationships the show has teased haven’t worked out well, either, because there’s always something Really Bad about them (whether it’s the obvious emotional dependencies exhibited by Jay and Zane in their relationships, or all of the incest jokes with Kai and Skylor in S4, or whatever the fuck is wrong with Wu and Misako, which I honestly can’t put a name on).

And don’t even get me started on the characterization! Literally everyone has been reduced down to one or two traits - “robot”, or “annoying”, or “impulsive”, or “foodie”. Sure, these traits were always present back in the early seasons, but they weren’t nearly as exaggerated then as they were now. Jay’s and Zane’s characterizations have especially pissed me off - Jay’s extremely annoying practically 24/7 (especially in S6, jesus fuck), and after he went Titanium, Zane’s become a smarter-than-you asshole who’s always trying to fix shit by himself. (I could honestly go on about him all day, but I won’t.)

Out of the last several seasons, the only one that I can definitively say I liked was S5. The plot was interesting, and I could form an emotional connection with it; the characterization was still decent (or at least not anywhere near as bad as in S6); a ton of cool concepts were introduced, such as the Cloud Kingdom, the Realm Crystal, and Nya being the Water Ninja, among other things; and I liked all of the new characters.

I also liked Day of the Departed, and S7 was decent, but S3, S4, and S6 were honestly terrible. S3 and S6 don’t need any explanation (as the only redeeming qualities are some of the new characters, as well as the last 10 minutes of E34 and TLR); but S4 was mostly just because I was having major issues with the fandom at the point, decided to take a break from it, and never got back around to watching it (as I only came back to the fandom as soon as the S5 hype train got rolling).

And speaking of fandom issues, boy do I have some. I hate how a lot of people in the fandom are extremely homophobic and/or transphobic. I hate how a significant chunk of the fandom ships Lloyd with the other Ninja, even though they’re all adults and 5-6 years older than Lloyd. I hate how a lot of those same people ship Nya with a man at least twice her age.

I hate how Morro is included in photosets of “all of the main ninja!!!!!” more often than Nya. I hate how some people in the fandom romanticize the way Morro abused Lloyd in S5. I hate how the entire fandom has a double standard when it comes to people who have done bad things: how if they’re young and conventionally attractive, they’re a ~smol pure bby~, and if they’re not, they’re the evilest scum to ever live.

I hate how nobody cares about the side characters. I hate how nobody acknowledges good friendships, only ships. And I hate how nobody thinks for themselves, thinks for even five seconds, before following along with whatever is popular.

The only reason I’ve stuck around this long - which will be five years in November - is because I’ve had just a bit of hope. A small, feeble hope - one that I could finally get a good ending, that I could finally be satisfied with the show. That I could finally watch the show because I want to watch it, not because I feel like I need to.

And that moment is finally so, so close - I can feel it in my bones. I’ve wanted to be able to escape for years, but I’ve never been able to; I’ve always been dragged back in. And now that freedom so close, that it’s almost here, I’m more afraid than ever that it’s all going to come crashing down.

And on top of that, I don’t really feel all that appreciated here. My meta posts get some attention, but only if they’re short. My music boxes get some attention, but Tumblr doesn’t let them show up in the tag, and thus they get far fewer notes than they really could/would. My fics get few reblogs and even fewer comments, because the “you should always reblog art and give good feedback to support the artist!!!!!!!” doesn’t apply for fanfic writers. And don’t even get me started on my theories, especially my Samurai X theory as of late; I put a lot of effort into those - to make sure that they’re hole-free, to make sure that they make sense, to make sure that they could possibly happen - and all I get is one or two comments from people who really appreciate the work I’ve put into it, and criticism from people who already have their minds set on whatever arbitrary explanation.

For all of these reasons, I really want to drop out of the fandom, or at least hibernate for a while. Most of the people from earlier in the fandom’s history - including lots of my friends - have moved on to other things at this point, mostly because they didn’t find it worthwhile to stick around. They’ve all been able to leave, but I’m still stuck here.

Which is why I’ve honestly resolved to drop out of the fandom after NS8. By that point, I’ll have gotten one of two things - either a good send-off for my favorite character, one that I’ve been waiting for for five years; or a final confirmation that this show no longer has anything to offer me. It doesn’t mean that I won’t like the show anymore, or that I’ll stop watching it - it’s just that there won’t be any reason for me to be active in the fandom, and thus I won’t do so as often.

So yeah.

#ninjago #my posts #my meta #kinda #allmyfavesareflawed #dr. julien #zane #cyrus #pixal #morro #kai #jay #skylor #sensei wu #misako #nya

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