#like EVERYONE. is obssessed with computer now

[starburns]

literally like no kid going into 9th icse this year will be picking something like drama and music as their 3rd selective and i feel like it says something

[m-feys]

I have been fighting tooth and nail not to be depression posting these last few weeks so I'm gonna celebrate caring abt re now 💃

[florasletter]

i am gonna rant, tomorrow is the oscars, i need to say something ive been wanting to say for a while

any fucking filmmaker that makes drama/comedy (taika, gunn, greta, etc) movies would make barbie, its easy marketing, hoards of money, its a low risk investiment since its a popular, PG 13 movie, colorfull, appealing for everyone, has all the IP to make money, WB is thirsty for good press and is swimming on money, they will give its full support, its a story everyone knows for 60 years of a ficctional character or a doll the whole world knows. i like barbie it was a good movie. greta did a wonderful job for what was giver her. period.

now tell me

a book about a historical controversial figure, boring ass talks abt nuclear war, ww2, communism and cold war, phsysics stuff, relased in 2006 and won a pulitzer prize.

no director dared to make a movie abt it. very high risk, why?

the pandemic and its inflation and new habits of consumption post super hero (very saturated) cinema era in an era quick shitty streaming movies bc they dont need theatrical release, little effort, just pump movies out, no control wheater is good or not no one (as many would think) would want a 3 hour movie, with heavy dialogue (bc it needs it to tell the story properly) with many black and white scenes, Rated R, nudity and s3xual representation scenes about this historical controversial figure. tiktok and reels era, most people are obssessed with a 30 seconds videos in their hands, keeping a very bad habit of zero attention span and quick serotonin, unable to enjoy the development of a full story that is longer than 30 without a pop music playing on the background can't go around marketing the movie like its super fun and colorfull for the entire family ahah cool, lets make it a competition like ahaha BARBIEMHEIMER ahah so fun lol why dont they get into it too? it would help their marketing bc lol who wanna watcha 3 hour R rated movie abt a physicist lmao get real!!! No buddy, you wanna scrutinize what happened the people of japan? this guy was scrutinized by its own country after everything he was asked to do? no, you cant market it like that, its harder, but thankfully the ppl making the movie ARE THE MARKETING. also the ppl saying "who cares abt nuclear war lmao, it wont happen" guess who just did a speech abt it the other day abt using them?? i am not gonna say his name yall know who it is. now invest 100mi on a movie like this. didnt see all the others directors around rushing to make a movie abt oppenheimer like chris did, he thought it was very interesting and passionate abt it, he had a vision for it, to contextualize yall: he has been wanting to make something biographical for years (will we ever see his howard hugues movie? thanks martin for doing it first??? will chris ever recover from this? poor bby). and ffs this movie didnt even use that much computer VFX, so much amazing pratical effects it didnt even an oscar nom for it, any other director could have done with the computer technology from 10 years ago. buddy literally asked for black and white imax films, no one did this before. buddy dark knight came out 16 years ago, the first movie shot in imax, back then there was 4 or 3 cameras in the world and this idiot i love even managed to break one of them during the shooting (see the behind the scenes of dark knight its amazing and hilarious). what other filmmaker is going this far for a biography? they could have made this movie but

they didnt make it. period.

i am not here to say that this is better than every other movie, oppenheimer should be forever praised (it is not in my sincere opinion chris' best movie, neither my fav of his) but this is for the ppl whining abt barbie and putting oppenheimer against it.

the reels i saw the other day "greta could make oppeneimer, but nolan couldnt make barbie" HONEY... WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS INFO? IS THIS SUPPOSED TO ME HER LOOK GOOD ? you are not helping her at all... if she can make oppenheimer why didnt she make it before? is it bc it would be hard to pitch? it wouldnt be easy to make money from it or get funded? it would just be another oscar winning box office flop? bc lets be real, many amazing oscar movies i love, they were commercial flops, and its ok, BUT YOU SEE IT RIGHT?

marvels endgame was a huge commercial movie and a great box office, no one here is screaming the russos to get noms

"ah its a groundbreaking movie bc of feminism"

honey please there's more groundbreaking movies better than barbie, are you fucking kidding me. this is the stuff that makes me ashamed of saying i am a feminist.

also who cares abt margot, isnt it abt to be feminism or is it white feminism ? i wanna see support for lilly gladstone who did and insane work in KOTFM than emma stone in PT.

i am biased, i am his fan afterall, i have no hate for the others, but i am a realist. chris has been making movies for 20 years, groundbreaking breathtaking beautiful stuff, i am not here to throw the party like "visionary director" but i wanna put things on the table, he has been way past what the academy considers cinema, he has been snubbed for so long it became ridiculous. he has been doing an imppecable work of supporting filmmaking and the theater industry, supporting the craftsmanship of filmmaking the studios' inverstors and companies look down on just for profits. to end my rant now, the last thing i wanna say is: i don't care if yall say "ah just another cis het white man winning/being nominated" yes honey, it is.

if anything, this is the "cis het white man" who you just can't believe has not won yet. insane right? he has been snubbed by other cis het white males who would believe it right? lmao

now i am done.

we take in the sheets tomorrow evening. have a great saturday yall

[obsessedwithfanfiction]

Twisted Wonderland Writer!Yuu/MC

Yuu is a webnovelist who without a computer to post on wrote in the spare notebooks Crowley so generously gave her.

Her preferd genre is Villianess/Villian revenge.

She endes up uploading on a site Azul and Kalim made for her to write her stories after the Scarabia incedent Kalim only paid for it so she can make extra money with Azul taking a cut

Azul found out about her stories from Grim when he mentions Yuu writing whenever she can on their emergancy notebooks that Yuu carries every where and not even being held prisoner stopped her.

Yuu's stories are quickly becoming popular since no one in Twst ever wrote a webnovel

She accidently endded up creating the Villain/ess Reincarnated/Isekai/Time travel redo genre in Twisted Wonderland

So far she has three stories published:

The first is about a female Villainess who goes back in time to redo her school years before the "heroine" came and had everyone abandon her; her friends, her family, her fans, her fiance... she isn't going to make the same mistake again! She doesn't need them! She left to a neighboring country and became a successful businesswoman who took the whole world by storm! She will do it again only this time she already has all the knowlage of the past ten years before her dissownment as a cheat!!! This time she will won't lose her Acting carrier or her title as the worlds top influencer!

The second is about a normal girl who ends up reincarnated as the 'evil' villainess who bullied her way into an engagement with the crown prince. In reality the crown prince is naive and too narcissistic in his own high self-righteousness that he would run the country to the ground for his own sense of justice that the King picked the previous owner of the body to ensure the survival of the kingdom. The Queen who didn't like the Villainess on the account of her being the daughter of the one the King truley loved turned her son against her by feeding him lies and the boy who likes soft looking girls and not sharp eyed girls belives she is a spoiled cruel noble. When the herione transfers into the school because of her holy magic the prince can't help to fall for the only other person with the same ideals as him along with other eligible male leads of the otome game. The reincarnated villainess knows how the story ends with the Kingdom on the verge of sambles on account of the new freshly crowned kind King and Queen. The villainess ends up teaming up with the bastard secret son of the previous King who is the hidden boss to take save the Kingdom!

The third story is about a Male transmigrating into the body of a 'useless' duke son. He has nothing going for him not looks, not smarts, no athlectic ability, and most important of all no magic... but he read the book he knows that this 'usless' noble is actually a secret boss Villain who years later comes back to the story with unparallel beauty, knowlage on the most obscure subjects, a master fighter, and with over take magic- the abiltiy to take control of the very magic in the air and control it to his every whim. So what is he to do but to become that legend evern earlier and take over the underworld as his future self did only he won't fall for the heroine who brought the original Villain's downfall after becoming obssessed with her. Now if only the Male lead will stop trying to be his friend!!!

Yuu when she findout about Vil wanting to be on stage until the end gathers up the courage to tell Vil about her Webnovel that is going to become a visual novel soon and maybe even a movie if she agrees Azul may have already agreed for her and asks if he is intrested in another 'bad guy' role only with a diffrent ending for the villain.

This is where ADuce find out why Yuu goes to Monstro Lounge every so often, she's working with an artist to make the visual novel and Azul hosts the meetings.

Yuu already payed Kalim back and is somewhat selfsuficent

Yuu is totally going to invite Tsunotaro to the first screening of her movie.

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Notes:

The only reason I wrote this is because I just powered through chapters 2-5 of Twst.

I was going to wait until all the chapters where done since I watch Otome Ayumi's and Shel_bb translation but the Halloween event came and I needed those free gems.

and chapter 5 ended and I thougt Vil could be the hero if since Villain and Villainess stories are popular if only they existed in Twst...

I thougt if only I could go and introduce them to this genre!

Malleus, Vil, Azul, Jamil, Ida, Riddle and Leona would make a perfect love interest to a Villain/ess in any story! and bam this brain nugget was created

May come back and edit this later just wanted to get this out there quickly like as soon as I finnished writing this

[quietmyfearswith]

obssessed ; preferences

warnings — stalking, nonconsensual location/location tracking, obsessive behaviors, manipulation, knife, mentions of killing someone (no actual murder)

characters — dark!andy barber, dark!steve rogers, dark!ransom drysdale, dark!bucky barnes, dark!clark kent, dark!syverson, dark!august walker

a/n — THIS IS A DARK FIC WITH DARK THEMES,, dni if youre not 18+,, just a thought that played around in my mind so yeah. lmk what you think!

their love language | with their little | when you’re insecure | slipping into little space | fussy | happy hoelidays | cartoons

masterlist

To celebrate the case they won they held a little party at the office; though Andy wasn’t in a celebratory mood. With his hand clasped together against his lips, his eyes were watching closely his phone screen as he was awaiting a text from his beloved girlfriend who promised to be here. “Hey Andy, we’re popping the champagne already; are you joining us?” Tearing his attention away from the device, he smiled a bit as he told them, “I will once Y/N comes over.”  Tess, the assistant who invited him, chuckled a bit before leaving him alone in his office, “Staring at the phone won’t make her come over any quicker you know?” It was something they never really confronted Andy about — almost everyone at the office noticed how he had a firm grip around the girl, but no one dared to question or comment about it because they know how the skilled lawyer would come after them once they do — but silently they understood that if you spoke, let alone looked at her, badly it wouldn’t end well for everyone.

As the door shut once Tess walked away, his intense gaze returned once again to the mobile phone as he awaits a response from his girl. “Baby! I’m here now,” Snapping his head to the source of the sound, he immediately stood up and hugged Y/N as he let out a relieved sigh. “Where were you? And most importantly why didn’t you answer my text or return my calls hm?” Rolling her eyes with how her boyfriend was grilling her as if she was one of the witnesses he had on his case she apologized, “I’m sorry, baby. I got held up at the salon because my mani took longer than expected,” Her manicured nails then raised her phone to show how even as she pressed the button it wouldn’t turn on, “And my phone ran out of battery.” Wrapping an arm around her, he removed her bag and left it by the coat hanger and guided them to where the party was. “I’m gonna buy you a portable charger, baby; that way you won’t ever run out.” Innocently, she smiled and thanked him with a kiss on the lips before saying hello to his colleagues whom she got along well. That way the tracker I put on your phone will always be turned on, he deviously thought to himself as he sipped some of his champagne.

“Another long day huh?” August asked as he peeked his head around Y/N’s cubicle. It was quite odd to say the least — a field agent of his caliber not having his own office instead opting for a cubicle beside one of CIA’s lanky desk jockey? It was one of the questions she asked the infamous Hammer as he settled on the office cubicle beside hers, “Why settle for a tiny office station?” She asked to which he chuckled at as he explained, “Half the year I’m somewhere around the world; so what’s the point of having a big office if I don’t enjoy it all year round?” It was a good, solid point — one she so easily believed without a second thought — but unfortunately it was all a lie. Ever since Walker saw her once at a meeting Sloane held, he was hooked. Initially it was just her beauty and energy, but as he got to know her more he fell for who and what she was. “Yeah, I might need to stay a bit longer than usual,” She replied as she lifted the files she held, pinning the blame on the current target that needed to be researched on. “How ‘bout some coffee then?” Ears ringing with joy at his offer, she looked at him with an appreciative look as she nodded. Chuckling at her reaction, he stood up and trodden over the pantry. Installing surveillance devices on her work computer and cameras around her desk paid off since it allowed him to know everything there is to discover about her — her favorite artists, pet peeves, how she liked her coffee, home address, mobile phone number, even her social security number!

“How’d you know how I like my coffee?” She asked after taking a sip of the hot beverage; with a smile he shrugs as he pretends to get back to the work on his computer, “Well it was just a wild guess.” In her mind however, she did find her tastes to be quite basic and didn’t doubt August which was a relief to the field agent. “I think I’ll be going home now,” She announced as she shut off her computer and began to clean up her desk. “Need a ride home?” He knew she did, since he overheard her talking to a mechanic earlier that day about a defect her car suddenly had, “Yeah I do actually, but I wouldn't want to hassle you.” Quickly putting on his brown coat, he was standing up as he fished his keys out, “Nonsense! I don’t mind helping a colleague out.” Conceding, she took up his generous offer with a smile. As they were making an easy-going conversation, Y/N gave her address; but what she didn’t know is that not only did August know by heart where she lived, but he had also paid her house a visit multiple times in the past.

With an arm draped around her shoulder, Bucky and Y/N walked around the farmer’s market; the latter whined endlessly to her boyfriend how she wanted to buy some products. And though the thought of going out in the crowds wasn’t at all appealing to him, the need to make her smile made him go anyway. Leading him up to the different stalls, the former Winter Soldier couldn’t help but chuckle at how she would coo and be all excited for the different groceries, clothes, and figurines. “Slow down, doll. The market’s not going anywhere,” Bucky told her as he tailed behind her as he carried over 10 different bags filled with her purchases. It wouldn’t normally be a problem for him to look after her, but as the path became filled with people and him being preoccupied with the bags he held made him unable to keep a grip on her. With worried, drifting eyes, he was searching for his girlfriend who seemed to have blended right up with the bustling crowds, “Y/N? Doll? Where are you?” 

Setting the bags down on a vacant table, he then spotted her standing by a stall that sold her favorite food. His relieved smile was soon being replaced with a scowl as she was talking and laughing with another man. Whipping out the knife he kept on the pocket of his jeans, he was ready to torture the man. But as Y/N turned to him with a wide smile, it had him hiding the knife out of her sight, “Bucky! Look it’s Sam, my cousin!” Upon her introducing who the man was, the knife that was hidden was being kept back into its original hiding spot before he shook hands with the man, “Oh! Nice meeting you same, I’m Y/N’s boyfriend.” As they shook hands Sam had given them both a look as he sassed, “I know who you are! This one,” He referred to Y/N by pinching her side as she smacked his hand and giggled, “Won’t stop gushing about you every time we talk.” Seeing how she was clinging to his metal arm as she nuzzled her cheek to his side was all the confirmation Bucky needed; Sam then excused himself, “Well you got to swing by one of our family gatherings, yeah Bucky?” Nodding, they all exchanged farewells before the couple headed to the table where their bags still were — thankfully not stolen. “You shouldn’t have run off like that, doll. Got me real worried for a second,” He gently scolded her with a stern look. Pouting, she defended herself, “I’m sorry, Bucky! I just saw these cute little mason jars, but they were too expensive so I walked away. Then I smelt something delicious so I followed it and it turned out it was my favorite food; but Sam was there so I chatted with him instead.” Ending her enthusiastic breakdown of events with a sweet peck on the lips, he told her, “Doll you know that I would have bought you anything your sweet heart wanted. Just don’t go anywhere without me okay?”

The soft ping on his phone made Jensen pause his movements as he was selecting  a movie that you both would watch; eyebrow raising when he noticed that a certain “Steve” was texting you. Opening the text through the software he installed on both your phones allowed him to see every activity you do on your phone — but it wasn’t the only feature it had for it also allowed him to change the texts, emails, and other settings on her phone. A frown graced his handsome features as he read the text, “ Hey Y/N I can squeeze you in on Thursday, at 3pm. Are you free by then?” Displeased, he then sent a text to the guy saying how his assistance wouldn’t be needed any more. And he edited the text Steve sent her to make it seem that it was Steve that texted how he could no longer accommodate her. “Got some chips and chocolates!”

Her excited voice brought his attention from his phone screen to her excited face as she plopped herself beside him. “Thanks, babe,” Kissing her forehead, he sneakily looked over to where she was unlocking her phone and reading the text; noticing how she pouted he inquired, “What's wrong, babe?” Snuggling up to his side after sending a reply, she explained, “Steve said he can’t meet up with me anymore.” As he was rubbing her back, he faked the symphony, “Aw that’s too bad; why did you even need to meet up with Steve anyway?” She did not pick up on the faint hints of darkness on his tone, “He was my dentist! He was going to determine whether I need to have surgery for my tooth, remember?” At the revelation of who Steve really was, the  communications and technology expert felt slightly guilty but he was quick to reassure her, “Don’t worry baby I know a dentist who can help you.” Feeling her hum appreciatively against him, she planted a kiss on his cheek as they both focused on the movie; and as her eyes were trained on the screen, he whispered lowly, “You're only gonna be around people I trust, babe.”

There was a reason Sy had chosen a house that was nearly thirty minutes away from downtown — it was so their friends and families would feel lazy or discouraged to visit them due to the distance and time it took to get there. “Where on earth do you need to be today, petal?” Sy’s morning voice huskily rasped out in her ear; they both had just woken up and as Y/N was moving to stand up from the bed, she was being trapped in his muscular arms for a hug. Giggling at how he was being, she rolled around so they would be facing each other, “‘M going out with my friends today — Sophia and Rose have been bugging me about how we don’t hang out as often anymore.” At the mention of her going out and leaving him, Sy’s mood deflated and his eyes went wide; this wasn’t how he pictured this day going. “But petal, you’re gonna leave me all alone in this big house? ‘M gonna miss you so much,” The former army captain whined as she got out of his grasp and heading to wash up in their ensuite bathroom — not before bopping his nose as she reminded him, “Well you chose this house, bear. Plus, it’s only just for a while.”

Sitting up on their bed the man could only cross his arms and grumble, which was interrupted with her phone ringing. After seeing that it was her friend, Sophia, who was calling he then answered it for her, “Hey Y/N! Can’t wait to see you; we’ll pick you up in 20 minutes okay?” Taking the opportunity, Sy then decided to fabricate a lie, “Oh hey Sophia, it’s Sy,” He paused before saying the next parts in a hushed tone, “Y/N won’t be able to make it since she hurt her foot two days ago when going down the stairs. I know she was so looking forward to seeing you. Will do, bye.” With a smirk, the man set her phone back down on the nightstand, just in time since Y/N exited the bathroom, “Who was that, bear?” Making his way over to her, he hugged her as he kissed her forehead, “Sophia, calling to say she’s gonna have to cancel because she’s sick. And Rose was called in to work.” It was clear on her face that she was disappointed because she was looking forward to catching up with her friends, but her boyfriend tried to mirror her expression when in reality he was overjoyed with getting her all to himself. “Guess that leaves just the two of us, petal. Don’t worry, we’re gonna have fun today.” 

“Fucking hell,” Ransom cursed as he was speeding to go to where your tracker said you were. He had gifted you a necklace six months into the relationship, and it was costly not just because of the intricate design it has but also because he had put a tracker on it to keep tabs of your whereabouts — not that you knew about it. You both had a fight the night before, and it didn’t end well since it led to the two of you sleeping in separate rooms and Ransom drinking away his misery. So imagine his surprise when he woke up and found how you weren’t in the house and he noticed as well how a duffel bag that was in your shared walk-in closet was gone; the writer thought of the worst possibilities. And his anger went through the roof when he saw how you were at his grandfather’s house; it was one thing that you guys fought, but to involve his family in this? That was bound to be a fucking mess. As he parked the car by the driveway, he stepped out in rushed steps that were slowed down by the two dogs barking and crowding him, “Shoo, get away, mutts!” He scared them away and entered the house, “Alright where is she?” His yell echoed through the walls as Marta who was walking from the kitchen and into the foyer was startled, “Hugh, what brings you here?” 

“Where’s Y/N?” Knowing Y/N’s secret, the nurse swallowed nervously as she reluctantly told the truth, “She’s with Harlan at the gathering area.” On his way there he noticed how there were some party decorations — some colorful streamers and balloons — on the walls before he saw his girlfriend who was looking through something on her iPad, “What the hell are you doing here?” His voice caused her to gasp out loud as she looked like a deer caught off guard by headlights; standing up she walked towards him, her hands gripping onto his forearms, “We fight and you end up here to my grandfather to what? Complain and seek refuge?” Though his words stung she chose not to feed onto his anger, “Can you promise to listen out to me first?” Seeing how she was calm and not as mad as the night before, he gulped down and nodded. “When you accused me of cheating on you, it hurt because I knew that that wasn’t the truth,” She paused briefly to monitor his reactions, and she knew that he would then ask what was up with her behavior so she addressed it before being prompted to, “And the reason why I seem to be distant or busy these past few days is because I was planning on throwing a surprise party for you — for the success of your book.” At her explanation he could feel his entire body relax at the relief of him not having to kill anyone; also it made sense to him why his grandfather’s house had some ornaments hanging. Pulling her close to him, he hugged her tight as he kissed the top of her head, “Princess, I was so close to killing someone, you have no idea.” Swatting his back, she laughed at him, “I think you owe me an apology, mister. Not only did you ruin the surprise but you also accused me of cheating on you.” Smirking at her he replied, “I’ll make it up to you for the rest of our lives, princess, don’t you worry about it.” And he meant every single word of that promise; for he knew he wanted no one else but her.

The mission went well since the new agents did their jobs well — even exceeding Steve’s expectations of how they would handle the pressure and what decisions they would make in order for the mission to be a success. As the quinjet landed and they were given the clearance to exit the aircraft, the super soldier frowned when he took note how his girlfriend wasn’t anywhere near the landing pad. She always welcomes me back, he thought. The weight of his duffle bag on his arm didn’t matter to him as the feeling of worry and anxiety about his girl was way heavier. Immediately, he headed to their shared living quarters where he hoped she would be, “Kitten? I’m home,” His voice bounced off the walls as he dropped his bag on the floor and looked through every nook of the room. Now his anger and confusion was through the roof and he then decided to consult, “Friday, where’s Y/N?”

“She’s at the common area with Sam and Pietro, Captain,” As soon as AI mentioned where she was he found himself striding briskly towards her location. If she was with Bucky, it wouldn’t have alarmed him as much. But the Captain had a hunch that Sam secretly liked his girl and had plans of stealing him away from him; while Pietro was a natural flirt and joker. Even just by standing at the doorway he heard his beloved’s giggles as Sam recalled an exaggerated story. “There you are, kitten,” He let out, relieved upon seeing his girl alive in one piece. Turning her head, she smiled widely upon seeing her boyfriend and abandoned her conversation with the two Avengers to run to Steve with open arms. “Steve! I missed you so much,” She squealed as the super soldier caught her effortlessly and wrapped his thick arms tightly around her figure. “What are you doing with these troublemakers, kitten?” He wondered out loud, completely ignoring two offended looks from the said men. “I was bored of waiting for you in our room so I went here,” She was cut off from her explanations when Sam added, “That, and we missed hanging out with Y/N!” Even though Y/N giggled, Steve was trying his best to control his rage; but Pietro wanted to push him further to his limits by saying, “You hog her all the damn time we forget how great her company is!” the only girl in the room squealed as she was being carried off by Steve, “Well I don’t want you around her that’s why I hog my girl around.” Everyone around the super soldier still thought that he was joking and decided to laugh it off; Sam’s voice called out to them once more to tell a joke before they both had fully exited the room, “Yeah? Well why don’t you just lock her up in a secluded house then?” That’s exactly my plan, Sam, Steve smirked to himself quietly.

Clark needed an escape that night; for someone who has inhumane powers the stress of his job at the Daily Planet can definitely take a toll on one person — so he decided to go flying around at night, just to take his mind off things. As he was flying, he sensed trouble and decided to check out what was happening. It was a woman who was being bothered by her ex who was clearly under the influence, “Goddamn it, Alex! I told you I don’t want to talk to you!” Y/N was trying her best to push him away, but even in his drunken state he had a  tight grip on her forearms. “Just wanna talk to you, baby,” He sing-songed as he tried to push his body closer to hers. “I think she made it clear that she doesn’t want to,” A booming voice spoke up, causing Y/N to gasp out loud when she saw Superman himself; Alex however grunted at the searing pain on his shoulder caused by the mysterious man, the pain weakening his hold on the girl to the point where he tore his hands away from Y/N to push away the weight on his shoulder. In his drunken state, he failed to piece together how it was the infamous hero in front of him — instead all he saw was a tall, muscular man and decided he didn’t want to have his face beaten up so he just walked away with his arms up in surrender. “Are you alright, miss?” Clark gently asked the woman who felt relieved she was no longer being bothered by her ass of an ex. “I am, thank you.” She nodded and before she could ask how’d she find him he offered, “Would you need help getting home? Just to make sure he won’t follow you again.” He was quick to clarify, in hopes she won’t find him creepy. “I know you have good intentions, but it’s fine. I don’t think he has the balls, let alone the energy, to bother me. At least for tonight.” With that she waved at the hero goodnight before getting into her car and driving into her apartment — but she didn’t know how up in the sky above, a certain pair of blue eyes followed her journey home.

“Hi! You must be the one who moved next door?” Y/N politely greeted the man as she was leaned by her front door. Clark smiled as he adjusted his glasses — suddenly feeling nervous upon seeing her beautiful face once more, “That is me! Though the one who moved next door is quite a mouthful; you can just call me Clark.” As she laughed at his lame joke she told her name, “And feel free to knock if you need anything, okay?” Taking his nod of agreement as a cue that their conversation ended, she entered her apartment. The son of Jor-El II went inside his own apartment that was directly next to hers  — he did so because days and nights of following her didn’t satiate his hunger for her, so he decided that perhaps this would be a clean way of easing her into a relationship — and busied himself with organizing his belongings in his apartment. Hearing Y/N’s increased heart rate and her voice raised, he opened his door to check out what was going on; and the sight of her ex bothering her once again. “Come on, Y/N! You need to take me back!” Displeased with how the imbecile failed to grasp that Alex should not reach out to his girl anymore. Letting his rage get the best of him, he walked over and pushed Alex off hard enough he landed on his bum, “When a woman says she doesn’t want to see or talk to you, then you better comply with her request.” Gulping down, he recognized the strength as the same one who grabbed onto his shoulder — and now as he was sober Alex decided to respect her wishes and hastily stood up to leave the apartment building. “Are you alright?” Seeing how Clark stood up for her, it made her reminisce about how she was reduced two weeks ago by Superman, “I’m fine, Clark,” She nodded as she grounded herself back to reality and stared into his concerned, blue eyes, “Thank you, by the way.” As he smiled at her she offered him for some snacks in her flat, which he gracefully accepted. “You know, you’re the second person who helped me get rid of Alex,” She mentioned as she handed him a snack; feigning innocence he tilted his head up as he inquired, “Oh? Who’s the other one?” Taking a small bite of the snack, she wiped her mouth free from the crumbs before  replying, “You probably won’t believe it, but it was Superman,” She laughed along with her new neighbor who didn’t find it unbelievable and instead played along as he spoke, “Who’s to say I’m not your personal superhero, beautiful?”

[knjredwluv]

Red. [1]

Red (n.)

Red could signify the color of love, passion, determination, and strength. Red could also signify blood, fire, war, desire and energy. Red is an emotionally intense color.

Title: Red

Words: 4.7k

AU: Yandere/Obssessive relationship 

Characters: Jungkook x Reader. Hoseok x Reader. OT7.

Warnings: 17+ explicit language, angst!angst!angst!, slight implications of smut, some fluff and soft moments (super fucking sappy), noona kink (if you squint reaaaaally hard), yandere/obsessive relationship (this isnt a healthy relationship and i dont promote any of this), mentions of killing, hallucinations, has very descriptive angst!!

Summary: “After the things that happened, you decided to start anew. Everything was how you thought it would be; it was simple but perfect–until you saw your name on a black envelope. Out of curiosity, you opened it; and now, you wish you didn’t.”

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CHAPTER 1

You held your phone to your ear using your shoulder. You huffed as you tried to multi-task being on the phone, walking to class and carrying a shoulder bag, laptop, books and a cup of coffee in your arms. “Can you please just do it? I have to head back to Jimin’s because he left his wallet.”

“____, as much as I love you, I will not go to your brother’s house without you. You know the look he gives me for being with you already– and you want me to go there to drop off your boxes for you.” You chuckled as he rambled and emphasized on the task you requested him to do.

“Babe, that’s just how he looks at everyone, okay? And plus, you’re bigger than him. I remember having a man for a boyfriend not a baby.” you giggle as you teased him.

“For fucks sake, ____, Your brother is a fucking cop. He looks like he hates me and he is a licensed official who can put me behind bars for, I don’t know, laughing at you when you do some stupid shit” You laugh at this because you know you’re one hell of a klutz.

“I’ll give you a blowjob if you do it” You whispered into the phone, nonchalantly. As expected, there is a small pause until you heard a groan.

“Fine, I’ll do it. You owe me big time, baby girl.”

You ended the call and texted your brother saying that Jungkook is heading over to drop off your things for your parents.

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Bro

[12:34] Y/N: yoon

[12:34] Y/N: Jk is heading over there to bring my stuff

[12:35] Y/N: u home right?

[12:37] Bro: Nah

[12:37] Bro: not home work called but Mina is home she shuld be awake

[12:38] Y/N: Mkay ill tell him

[12:40] Bro: 👍🏻

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Jeon♡

[12:45] Y/N: Hes not home but Mina is

[12:47] Jeon♡: Ok yessssss

[12:47] Jeon♡: but im still expecting something 👀

[12:47] Y/N: fck outta here jeon and do what u gotta do

[12:47] Jeon♡: Damn ok live u

[12:47] Jeon♡: love*** ♥️♥️

[12:48] Y/N: 🥰 love you 2

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You shoved your phone in your bag and walked to the library. The weather was really nice. it complimented how you were dressed up for today.

Thank God, it was just for today.

Your Art Club meeting is really gonna screw you up. You really hope you ace this meeting since you stayed up all night making the power point. You’re also drowning yourself in caffeine and hoping it doesn’t spill on your new blouse. The branded shirt costed you more than your monthly grocery; and it’s not like you find it a hassle to be stylish but it’s definitely something different. It’s way different than the go-to vans and a pair of jeans with the Uni’s hoodie. Oh how you wished that’s what you were wearing right now.

After the meeting, you walked up the steps and opened the door to the University’s library. You were greeted by Namjoon, who was on his way out.

“Hey, ____. What brings you here? It isn’t Thursday today, is it?” He asked you casually while checking his Gold Casio watch. Namjoon is used to your frequent visits to the library. After working in the library for 4 out of 5 years of his Uni life, he’s accustomed to seeing you on the same desk, at the second floor, by the window. Sometimes, you’re caught doing homework, checking out Literature books or books of Art History, or probably just reading a comic book or webtoon that Jungkook told you about.

“Oh no, It’s Tuesday but I just needed to catch up with some work” accidentally bumping your elbow to the door causing you to almost drop your books but luckily, Namjoon’s instincts were fast. You quietly thanked him. “I got math to do”

“Well then,” He turned and waved “Ms. Ryu is expecting me. Good luck with math”

“Alrightie, see ya”

You walked to your usual spot and placed your laptop on the desk. You opened it and typed in the password. You grinned at the screensaver.

Oh god, it never fails to make you smile.

It was a screenshotted picture of Jungkook with ice cream of his face on your second date. It was a funny memory if you recall what happened.

“Stopppp, you’re going too hard. I might fly up” You said giggling and holding on the seesaw like it meant your life depended on it. Technically, it kind of did.

“Okay okay, i’m sorry” he said laughing at how you looked.

Both of you continued using the seesaw while casually talking about nonsense like what if aliens came and decided to rule Earth or if there was a zombie apocalypse, what you would do.

“Now that I think about it, I would find it weird that there’s two grown adults using a seesaw and eating ice cream– BUT CUTE” saying it with emphasis.

“Your right, it’s not something you see everyday” He shrugged and laughed and went back to lick his ice cream.

“Yeah, you don’t see muscle pig tatted good looking e-boy eating ice cream while using a seesaw, everyday” You teasingly said.

“What was that?” He said looking at you. You knew that he heard because his ears were starting to turn red but it didn’t stop his lips altering to a smile hearing the compliment. It was probably even boosting his ego hearing that the girl he likes called him good looking. He knew that and he always, mentally, thanked his parents and the Man above for mixing his genes well.

“Huh?” biting your lip, smiling and trying not to laugh “Oh nothing” shaking your head. You took out your phone to take a snapchat video of him holding onto the seesaw with his ice cream cone on the other hand.

He urged you to repeat it, not because of what you said, but because of how the blush crept up your face as you said it. He noticed how red your cheeks has gotten and how you adorable it is to see you this flustered.

“Say it” he whined, exaggerating the act knowing that he was being recorded. He bounced a little hard on the seesaw which caused you to jump a little. He smirked at your shocked look.

“Hmm, You wanna play that game huh?” Still taking a video, you playfully copied what he did to you which caused him to jump a little forward and the ice cream on his hand, now on the ground. His chin and mouth covered in with the dessert and his black shirt having evidence of the incident.  

“Awwww Jungkook, I’m sorry” You cooed and pouting at him. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight in front of you as you walked towards him, zooming into his face. He had a fake pout and a slight smile. Putting your phone at the back of your pocket, you took the napkin from around your cone and started to wipe his chin.

“I’m so sowwyyy”

He stared at you mischievously. You glanced into his eyes and continued to wipe his chin. He pulled your wrist down and held the sides of your face and gave you a peck on the lips. You gasp at the sudden kiss but also the feeling of the sticky sugar treat around your mouth.

“It’s okay, now we’re even” He said laughing at you, with the little pout on your face.

You smile at the memory. It reminds you how lucky you got when meeting Jungkook because not only is he caring, smart and loving, he can also be a dickhead who doesn’t take people’s shit. The duality, right? But hey, with the exception of your brother, Yoongi. He kind of isn’t ashamed to admit to you that your brother is quite intimidating and, sometimes, scare him. You’re pretty sure your brother also enjoys seeing Jungkook shit his pants whenever he sees him. His career choice, of being a police officer just adds up to the thrill of it. Although, Jungkook could be a bit younger than you, it doesn’t stop Yoongi from being protective of you. But that’s only if he is judging based on façade. Besides, he’s known Jungkook for long enough to know that he’s a keeper.

The loud sound of a book falling by the computer area brought you back to reality. You sighed and took out your math handout and begin on working out the problems.

“Now back to this shit.” You muttered. You didn’t mind doing your assignments and homework but what really irked you is that your professor never collects it. It was just the usual. He gives out assignments, expects you to do them and then pop quiz at the end of the month.

Taking a break, you leaned back into the chair and took a sip of the ice coffee you brought. You looked around while stretching and cracked your joints. It sent you a wave of relief throughout your body after solving, for God knows how long, algebra equations. You checked your phone and realized you’ve been sitting down, doing your work for 47 mins.

You stared out the window enjoying the scenery of the field and the school’s garden. What caught your eye is a group walking to the parking lot, but in this group you saw someone who thought would be familiar. You tilted your head trying to identify this person. It made you move closer to the window and you sat there with your chin on your hand, squinting your eyes for better focus. It was as if you were burning holes into this person’s back. Ironically, It was like he felt the heat behind him and he turned around. He turned around to face who could be his friends. Seeing his face, it sent chills down your spine. Blinking and shaking your head, thinking that you could be hallucinating or day-dreaming. You looked up again and couldn’t make out who they were because their friends were blocking the one who you wanted to see. Your mind became blank once again and you looked at your ice coffee.

“I really shouldn’t be drinking you, you’re starting to make me see things” you thought.

You thought that it could be the coffee. It’s already your 4th cup for the day. Although, at this rate, you don’t know if your body is immune to it because you still feel sluggish as you did this morning. You hold your head with both hands, elbows on the table, feeling a slight headache. It’s like feeling all your brain cells dying because of the caffeine overdose. You decided to shake it off and continue doing your work.

You were startled when the chair in front of you and beside you was pulled open and there sat Jimin and Taehyung. Your hands placed on your chest, you swore you that you just let out a loud shriek causing people to look at your direction.

“What the fu– don’t just randomly do that you shitheads” You whisper-yelled. You try to recover from the sudden appearance of the playful couple.

“We saw you here, hope you don’t mind we come and join you on your little study sesh”

“Not at all” You said “Oh yeah, here,” You searched in your bag for the thick leather wallet and handed it to him “Good thing you came”

"Thought you would be in class?” You asked while he shoves his wallet at the back of his pocket

“Well we finished early, Mr. Xing said he’s gonna call off for the day”

“Yeah, Poor man, been coughing all day and couldn’t sound out a syllable”

“What’s up, ____. Looking like you were shitting bricks before we gave you reason to shit bricks. What is that?” He came closer to check the assignment I was doing and to his dismay, it was math.

“Oou, well, that explains, but you good?”

“Yeah, head hurts and was thinking ‘bout some things” you mumbled.

“Well, you gotta stop overthinking, it gives you wrinkles. ‘N you know what they say about wrinkles~ they’re a sign of old age~”

“Wow, Thanks Tae” You rolled your eyes, chuckling at the two. You stayed in the library with Jimin and Taehyung talking and doing assignments and projects.

Now, you are found in Jimin’s car, releasing stress by singing your souls out to 2000s R&B. You insisted that you walk but, of course, he didn’t take no for an answer.

You were born in Daegu but your family moved to Seoul when you and Yoongi were very young. A few years ago, you decided to move in with your brother and his wife. Despite being born in the area, you felt out of place until you met Jimin and Taehyung. They were your the first set of friends that you met when you moved to Daegu. It was an easy friendship because not only that they attended DAU, Daegu Arts University, you three have the same Art History class. You’re not gonna lie but you might have had the slightest crush on Jimin during first year of Uni–that was until you find out the two were together. Hey, it didn’t hurt though, the two were like soulmates.

Checking your phone, you saw time was only 4:27 PM. You sighed realizing that you’ll have the apartment to yourself until Jungkook comes home, from his shift at the tattoo parlour, later tonight.

He was already working there when you met him. He moved away from Busan to pursue his dream in music. He asked his parents if he could move to Daegu and attend DAU. Of course, it took a toll on his parents but they let him do what he wanted. The best thing they could do was support their son on his dream; He aced a job at a tattoo parlour and he has little shows at the bars downtown, all while he was studying. He realized that it gave him satisfaction and he, secretly, took a break from school–which now, it led to him being a full-time worker at the well-known tattoo parlour. He finds that it’s nothing different if he would have finished; seeing that he didn’t need to be a college graduate to get his job. Despite those circumstances, his creativity and love for Art and Music gets him paid; and that’s what matters to him and you–that he’s happy.

“Alright,” You shut the door and tapped on the trunk “thanks boys, see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, bye, _____. Sleep well tonight, You look too sleep deprived”

“I will, drive safe, text me when you’re home”

You walked up the stairs and reached your apartment. You entered the code of the door’s lock and the door makes sound, signaling you that the doors open. You entered, taking off your shoes and hanging your coat on the coat rack. Walking towards the living room, you put your bag on the ground next to the counter which separates the living room and kitchen. Plopping down on the couch, you sighed in relief of the feeling being home and laying at the soft surface. You focused on listening to the humming of the air conditioner and then you felt your eyelids becoming heavy with every tick of the clock.  

You were awoken by the smell of food and it made you realize how hungry you were; smelling the food definitely made your stomach growl that you felt the strong vibrations. You sat up and looked around and adjusted your vision to the light. You turned around and saw Jungkook’s back. You stood up and quickly stretched and walked towards him. As you approached him, he turned around and noticed your sleepy figure about to engulf him, which was intended to be a back hug.

“Hi sleepy” He says. He placed the spoon and tupperware on the counter, hugged you back in return and left a kiss on your temple. You hummed and just hugged him tighter. Inhaling his scent of body soap and aftershave.

“Mina gave me some food when I went over there; She said you should try it and gave us a lot of it” You hummed in response.

“What is it?” Your voice husky from sleeping

“It’s a chicken stew. C’mon, get ready we’ll have dinner in a few, I’m already making rice”

“I wanna stay like this still” Your hold became tighter and he just rubbed your back. Your hunger was replaced by the feeling of ease and comfort in his embrace. You moved your face from his chest and faced him with your eyes closed and smiled at him.

“Don’t forget your little promise, baby.” He said while placing kisses all over your face. His hands sliding up and down your back and moved to grope your ass, giving it a little slap. Your eyes opened and fake disappointment washed over you.

“I really thought it was going to be a sweet moment, Jeon. You really had-” He cut you with a peck on the lips.“-to say that.” He chuckled.

“C’mon, Noona, I can be really sweet.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Oh my god, you’re really fucking lucky I’m a sub or else, i would have-” You cut yourself off and you smirked at him.

“Hm, feisty now, isn’t she?” You remove yourself from him and grab a cup to drink a glass of water.

“I’m sorry, JK. I’m exhausted today. I promise, on date night, okay?”

“Something happened today? I saw how busted you look on the couch when I came home– didn’t wanna wake you until I finished heating up the food” Now it was his turn to hug you first. He sat on the stool and pulled you by your shirt and wrapped his arms around your waist. He stared at you with his doe eyes until you finished drinking and placing the glass on the counter.

“Just a club meeting but I didn’t sleep last night. I had to finish the powerpoint and afterwards, I went to the library to finish off somethin’. Jimin and Tae was with me though, no worries. They dropped me home too so.” You sighed and look at him.

“That was the meeting you were talking about right? How was it? How’d it go?” He asked

“Remember the man I told you about?” He hummed in response “Well, he seemed really impressed with my presentation and the art display we made and he spoke about visiting again,” You began playing with the long strands of his fluffy, wavy hair “He said that he’ll think about doing a workshop, all expenses paid, for learning art techniques and maybe even visiting the national museum”

“I’m proud of you, ____. I know you worked hard for that. You know, being the Co-President of the Art Club.” He gushes as he rubbed circle with his thumb on your waist.

“Oh my– stop, let me get changed” You tapped his chest and leaned forward to peck his nose. 

You walked out the kitchen and headed to the bedroom and stripped to your underwear. You grabbed a towel heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. You gargled with some mouthwash and change into some boy shorts and Jungkook’s oversized sweatshirt.  

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“____, the table’s ready!”

“Coming, coming!”

You skipped to the kitchen and sat on the high stool opposite of Jungkook’s. You both ate dinner and shoving the last chunk of carrot into your mouth, you stacked the dishes and placed them in the sink.

“Are you scheduled to play tonight?” You asked turned your head to him as you washed the utensils.

“Yeah, Hyung said to meet at the subway. I’ll probably head out at around 30 35 mins from now?” He said questioningly, turning to look at the wall clock. It was currently 7:50 PM.

“Yup, in 30 mins or so– oh and please don’t wait up for me again. Am not sure when I’m coming but I’ll come home before it hits 1, okay?” He informs you while he removes his top and heads to the bathroom.

A little story of Jungkook and Seokjin’s relationship, Seokjin is Jungkook’s good friend who helped him move to Daegu. Jungkook and Seokjin were pretty much like roommates before you came into the picture. Besides being roommates, the pair were performers at the local bar.

That’s also how you met Jungkook. You saw him and Seokjin performing a ballad when you were with your group of friends. Eunbi, your close friend and also Seokjin’s girlfriend, introduced you to them that same night. You thought he was very attractive–like duh, who wouldn’t? You both talked and got to know some things about each other and it led to both of you exchanging numbers, texting often, meeting up for coffee or lunch. Several months later, that’s when he decided to ask you to make it official. You would visit their apartment often; it can be whenever they practiced ballads and their self-composed songs or you guys decide to have a movie night with Seokjin and Eunbi. For others, it may sound like the relationship was rushed for deciding to live together 1 year and 3 months into the relationship. It didn’t feel wrong though–as cliche as it sounds. You felt that this new start was something just like you imagined it would be.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Jungkook bent down to grab his bag that was next to you and to kiss your forehead.

“I’m heading out.” He slings the big black backpack on and walked towards the door. He stood by the front of the door struggling to put on his sneakers. “Sleep early my love” he sang stretching out each syllable. You giggled at the soft curse he did when he nearly stumbled over the slippers behind him.

“Take care,” You turned your head to look at him and to surprise you noticed his outfit.  “Oh my.. Please tell me you have a light shirt in your bag. You really gotta stop wearing all black. It’s too dark outside kook. Trust me, I’ll really buy you some twinkle toes” You said worriedly, remembering the incident that almost happened a few days ago. Stupid driver + Late night + Boyfriend in dark clothing + Walking = Not a good combination.

“Don’t worry, _____. Look, I got the shoes with the light reflectors. It’s not twinkle toes but it’s something” He smugly said with hands on his hips. You couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“Okay, love you, text me if anything. Go sleep early for real, it’s an order”

“Love you too” You said sending him a flying kiss, to which he pretended to catch and smack on his cheek before he closed the door.

You decided to get ready for bed. You turned off the lights in the living room, kitchen and the mini hallway. You walked in the bathroom to do your skin care and brush your teeth. You walked in the bedroom while using your phone, checking for updates on your social media. Peeling the covers open, you laid down and tucked yourself in. You set an early alarm for the next day and put your phone down. You stared at the wall, deep in thought. You were reminded of the familiar face you saw when you were at the library. Yes, it’s been almost roughly 5 years but sometimes you can’t help but remember the painful memories. It was still vivid to you. You rubbed your face with your hands.

“I can’t believe you would do something like that. Do you not trust me?”

“___, What the fuck are you talking about? I trust you! Why are yo-” You scoffed.

“What do you mean, what the fuck I’m talking about, you know damn well what the fuck I’m talking about.” You turned to face him.

“____.” He calmly looks at you and held your arm but you pulled away.

“Why the fuck would you send threats to my classmate? I told you we were just doing a project and it’s not like we were alone… I don’t even know him that well for you to accuse me of something”

“I didn’t even accuse you of anything, ___. Stop saying shit right now.” He rolled his eyes and turned away from you. You looked at him is disbelief.

“So texting someone like ‘hey, im ___’s boyfriend, and i need you to back tf away from her. I see the way you look at her’ blah blah blah and ‘if not, i know where you live and i swear ill torture tf outta you’ is not a threat? You’re already accusing me and someone else for doing something we didn’t do” He noticed your rage and turned around and walked towards you.

“___, It’s not like that, i prom-” You cut him off

“And you pulled a knife on him…” You say softly.

“W-what? H-how… What are you saying right now, ___. You sound stupid” There was a pregnant pause until you couldn’t hold back a hiccup. Your tears running down your face.

“I saw you. In the parking lot. After you dropped me off, I was gonna run after you when I saw that I left my bottle behind and there you were…” You looked up at him with glossy eyes

“There was my fucking boyfriend with a knife on my classma–” You jokingly said, with enthusiasm, as you turned around waving your arms towards your boyfriend as if you were talking to an audience. You nervously chuckled at the situation. You were in disbelief that you couldn’t even finish your sentence. You choked back the sob.  

That night was when you realized your boyfriend was fucking crazy. He was out of his mind. It was just like what those movies would talk about when the lead character has a girlfriend and she’s literally crazy; doing anything to get his attention. Except it was the opposite, it was him and definitely not you. What scares you the most is that, it happened, not twice, but more than 5 times. It’s not like how the movie depicts it to be anymore. It’s reality and much more scarier than that. He doesn’t know but you know he’s the one who stares at you from across the room of where you sat. You know, that he’s the reason why some people don’t talk to you the way they used to. It was all because of him your life started to feel like a living hell.

You shook the memories away. You checked your phone. 9:39 PM.

“That’s the past” You muttered to yourself.

“That’s way in the past, ___. You’re here now, Almost 5 years. You’re just hallucinating this again” You sighed. You reached to the nightstand and drank some water. You opened the voice recording app on your phone and clicked on the file that Jungkook made.

He knows about your story. He knows about everything. He knows why you moved and why you decided to change your life; and you loved how supportive he was of it. You can’t stress enough how thankful you are to be with someone like Jungkook.

File: a_lullaby_for_my_someone.mp3

“Hi, _____” His clear voice filling the quiet room “,I know you aren’t sleeping right now–and that explains why you turned to this recording, Ha. Anyways, That’s why I made this very special lullaby for you. Here’s my rendition to our song…”

And that’s when he started strumming the guitar.

Put your head on my shoulder

Hold me in your arms, baby

You placed your phone on his side of the bed and hugged a pillow. Finally adjusting your sleeping position, you closed your eyes and your previous thoughts were pushed aside as you focus on your boyfriend’s singing

Squeeze me oh so tight

Show me that you love me too

Your breathing becoming slower and free from panic

Put your lips next to mine, dear

Won’t you kiss me once, baby

Just a kiss goodnight, maybe

You and I will fall in love

[carry-on-my-wayward-meg]

“When you ‘‘ ‘‘ wake ‘‘ ‘’ up ‘‘ ‘‘ about everyone’s abuse, ‘’ ‘‘ don’t say ‘‘ ‘‘anything’‘ ‘‘.

FUCK OFF.

I need to talk about the “First Virgo”.

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It will be brief and objective because I don’t have time nor money. I am the poorest person after what all of you have done to me and was allowed to do to me with the excuse of “waking up”, “karma” and “payment” that I don’t own NOBODY, nor NO FUCKING ORGANIZATION on this Universe nor NOWHERE ELSE, nor NOTHING.

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BRIEF.

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Arround 13/14 years old, I “signed” (?) into a basic computer school. Six months basic courses. Shit. Basic Plus+Plus+Plus+Plus+. But interesting to me back then.

There were minors interns/trainees. People around my age.

There was a stupid card you and these stupid interns had to sign everytime you’d spend “idle” time in a fucking computer.

There was a person who used to sign my card more often than the majority.

His Jupiter is in Pisces. He’s a Virgo. Double Virgo. Yeah, no complement to the last phrase, “ ‘double virgo’ on the -insert chosen planet-”. JUST THAT. “Double Virgo”. It’s Mercury. THE DOMICILE.

He was/is moderately cuter than majority. But I didn’t necessarily notice it in any way special nor even consciously all the first times nor for a long time. He is/was a focused, moderately social person. Just enough. Back then, I was a little more inclined to notice little attention-seeker/popular/gay-like troublemakers.

One day, I don’t know what the fuck he had recently done, who the fuck he was previously and recently talking to, he got close to my desk, a little bit to me, to sign my card and I felt something (not necessarily about me) “from” him. Some part of him was open at that instant.

Today, after having met many people and knowing even if -very remotely- to recognize a few placements, planets in specific signs.

I know the sensation that I had, which then, I thought was unique from him, wasn’t necesserily unique, rather than the same sensation from close to everyone with the same placement.

It wasn’t the Sun. But obviously. It was Pisces.

Jupiter in Pisces.

That now I know how to recognize in a lot of people.

And too, regarding everyone with Jupiter in Cancer, feel very similar sensations between each of them.

I practically do/used to “fall in love” at first sight IMMEDIATELY to everyone with Jupiter in Cancer.

I practically literally am in “fucking love” with the “ENTIRE GENERATION” born in 1990.

For real.

Again. This bullshit sign isolating my life.

SCREW CANCER and most people with these placements, honestly.

I MORE OR LESS LIKED A PERSON WITH SUN IN LEO BECAUSE THEY HAD JUPITER IN CANCER.

B*tch, SUN IN LEO. ANY planet in this Cancer Sign is a fucking HACK ALL OVER THE STUPID MULTIVERSE.

They just want to get in EVERYTHING, IMMEDIATELY, as fast as they can, whether it’s a good idea or they are invited or not.

RAPISTS.

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But moving on to Pisces.

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Similar effects, too. Almost immediately. But Pisces, not all of them, but many, if a bit sophisticated, is respectful and tactful in a gracious way.

Thing is, Pisces. Water Sign.

I thought I was in love with him right at that instant.

And I was a little bit.

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Moving on.

Turns out, he had a girlfriend, same name than me.

I absolutely despised my name. Still do enough. Almost sorta thought was the source of unhapiness in my life. After that information, some effect that specific types of sound/fonetics have on people, maybe he wouldn’t have the same opinion as me about it.

Maybe he would’ve liked me.

What a “coincidence”.

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But already predicting you people. No. I’m not “the one”. I’m not what comes “after” her.

But the opposite. Now I know. That now I think she still would’ve completed him more than I would.

After seeing her once, I have met a few people who gave me a close sensation that she did. And I don’t know. I think her Sun was in Pisces. And Pisces is more or less one of the “opposites” of Virgo too.

Back then, I used to hang out A LOT with a girl with Sun in Pisces.

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Usually, “soulmates”, “The One” for something, whoever is supposed to be doing something somewhere, is supposed to be THE JUNCTION of many things that have been experienced previously, and worked partially, but not completely, lacking something, prior to the meeting of that “person”,  now, complete, in ONE.

The JUNCTION of them. 

I wasn’t “after” her. Me and the Pisces Girl WERE the “Junction” of her.

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Months later, unrelated, I started visiting a place that many young people used to go.

Between MANY people that were there, that I met, and groups that used to hang together more often or at any determined moment, there were two people that were in one of these.

A Virgo and a Cancer.

A Virgo with no placements in Water. And a Cancer 7 with FOUR.

I more or less thought I had fallen in love with the person with Sun in Cancer and 3 other placements in Water immediately too.

And I did.

It was. The WORST. Sensation. I absolutely despise them.

But moving on.

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UKNOWING to me back then, but now VERY OBVIOUS, the both of them were, my way of “getting over” the first person with Sun in Virgo. They were the junction of them.

The only reason, why I hung out with both of them more or less at the same time...

Was because SOMEONE ELSE was “The Main”.

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So whoever is there full of placements in VIRGO AND LEO. You AREN’T SHIT to me.

NEVER WAS.

You were not no main. I am not going to “wake up” to whatever because I used to hang out with you a lot, because I CALLED YOU most or ALL of the times because I felt alone a lot.

You weren’t a main. You were barely half. I don’t want to “pay” because I’m saying this. I’m tired. I only hung out with you because I ADMIT TO BE A LOSER.

You were barely, not even half.

It was someone else. It was ALL because of someone else.

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He was the “Junction” to me.

But I wasn’t his.

And that’s PERFECTLY, fine.

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Many years, and after liking, falling, and being slaughtered (to use a “modest” word) for/by a bunch of people, I searched for all of them to update myself a bit. Why the fuck I was being slaughtered.

The First Virgo.

In despite of having placements that fit me, one of those who “felt” to me that did it more, he “still” has more planets in elements that are exagerated to my map, AND in despite of having an AWESOME ONE, still lacks a couple of good placements in Water.

Also, turns out he turned out to grow to be just enough and more different than I whatever thought he would’ve been.

Looked at his FB quickly.

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He’s sexist AF.

Screw him.

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Screw Scorpios too, sort of, most or all of them, unrelated, I don’t know, I’m not going to start, I don’t have time.

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But like.

Double Virgo, Mercury in Rulership, TWO Water Signs on inner Map.

THAT was the FIRST PERSON I “was in love with”.

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The FIRST PERSON I was in love with.

I like prodigy people.

Obviously, WHO doesn’t. EVERYBODY does.

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Mercury in RULERSHIP. And TWO WATER SIGNS. PISCES.

And I didn’t even know all of this back then yet.

THE FIRST PERSON. I ALREADY WENT THAT FAR.

“YOU”, (whoever you are) HAVE TO BEAT [THAT].

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Moving on to supposed less achieving destinies.

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There used to be only one person that I think would have matched/complement me a little bit more.

But they ALSO are too much to me too, and numerologically speaking, I discovered I might be “automatically” a little bit “energetically” toxic to him if spent much time together, probably.

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I haven’t met yet the person I’m supposed to be with.

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2: Not for me either. But.

I am OBSSESSED with “Sevens”, in birthday charts, name numerology, EVERYWHERE.

Don’t know why.

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Some shit I’m supposed to get through.

BY MYSELF.

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"i can help you stream for a bit? yeah?" harry asks, looking at the livechat as people join in and exclaim their surprise at harry's pressence. a mechanical whirring sound is heard as draco uses his exfoliating brush. "i mean, your audience seems to like me."

"hi, amylee and mecha tyler and xT-rex and madalinepine and blobotheblob." harry greets the livechat while waiting for draco to respond. the exfoliater shuts off and draco peers out of the bathroom, squinting because he doesnt have his glasses or contacts.

"only if you want to, babe." draco says frowning, "u sure?"

and harry was sure. the livestream didnt feel as formal as draco's main channel videos, but more like harry is snapchatting his friends. also he can take cues from the chat to see people's response towards the things he say.

he messes around with all the buttons and found the one that flipped the feed to the back camera and showed everyone on the livestream draco in green face mask and loosely tied black silk robe that showed graticious amount of chest and legs

"Woops, hot boyfriend alert. okay, lets not get flagged for inappropriateness." harry quickly flips the camera back into selfie mode and moves towards the couch.

harry fiddled with the filters, trying them all on and laughing at the funny ones. (screenshots of harry in the puppy filter was circulating on the draco fanpages for a bit afterwards)

"so im here. finally. uh its nice? to talk to everyone? i do try to reply to comments on the video we did but i just dont really know what to say except thank you tbh." harry says, holding his phone up while rearranging the couch cushions so he can slouch more comfortably.

"well the things is after hogwarts i had a bit of a social anxiety issue especially when i went back to school and i just didnt really know how to deal with people? so eventually im just a bit emotionally constipated. i got therapy afterwards and im taking some meds and its better now but i just really dont do well with crowds. even virtually." harry frowns, "that went a bit heavy. but anyways brain weird. but hey now its okay and i can talk to you guys."

draco peeks out from the bathroom, face mask fully slathered on, to see his boyfriend laying on the couch chatting away with his fanbase, and his heart clenches. its adorable. harry is adorable with his blue and pink flannel pajamas and mismatched fluffy socks.

"hey tell them about your pajamas, harry." draco says, bit loudly. its a nice pajamas and he just wants everyone to see it.

"oh! yeah! my dad got me this and he embroided "don't let the bedbugs BI-te" here on the chest pocket thing, get it? cuz im bi, and the pajamas is blue and pink. its just a little funny thing and i love it." harry says excitedly, "bradley 'said your dad embroiders??!!' and yeah! he does! he started with knitting because he is working in IT support and he has heard of how the earlier computers were kind of based on the knitting binary system and he was interested. anyways, then he got interested in other things and now he is obssessed with embroidery? i have a jean jacket that he keeps adding to everytime i go back. maybe ill show you guys next time."

draco continues with his routine with harry's chatter in the background. it is soothing and nice, draco thinks. not in the way he had ever experienced before but still nice.

"venusalien asked 'why are you bi', well venusalien, i kissed a girl and was like wow ladies are hot. then i kissed a guy and was like wow men are hot. i think its just global warming, buddy. everyone is hot. i dont make the rules." harry snorts, "but like really, global warming is a serious issue and it just gets me into a rage."

draco closes his eyes as he dries his hair and massages coconut oil onto it, listening to harry's animated voice and little quirky tangents. its really nice.

and that was the third time harry was kinda on pajamas party pryday but not really, cuz he was streaming for a good 30 minutes, exchanging bi puns with the chat.

Beauty Guru!Draco and Former Disney Child Star! Harry

part 1 is here and thanks for reading! this one is bit off tangent tbh.

1.

Draco does a livestream every month while wearing pajamas and he calls it pajama party pryday. and the one right after he reveals that he is dating none other than harry potter, harry joins in, kinda.

not intentionally. harry just wandered over to ask draco if he wants popcorn, standing behind the coffee table where draco had set up his laptop.

“say hi to the livestream before you go, babe.” draco says offhandedly after telling harry what kind of popcorn he wanted.

“hi draco’s livestream! how’s everyone doing? im glad you all really liked the chapstick video.” harry says. draco snickers and takes a sip of his multi fruit juice thingmajig.

“everyone is doing fine, some are a sad-aww honey dont be sad! go watch some dog videos or something. cheer up! and a lot of you are asking harry to come on screen.” draco says as he reads the chat section, “here’s a fun fact for you all, harry doesnt want to come on screen because he’s not wearing a shirt.”

“it’s a valid reason! i want to keep the livestream pg!” harry reasons. “ill just be here in crisp audio.”

“mildy90 says were you guys just woohoo-ing?” draco pauses to give the camera a look, before continuing. “really?! mildy90 change your screen name to mildly a pervert, thanks.”

draco laughs and further clarifing, “just joking. theres no woohoo before the livestream. harry is just never wears a shirt when he can cuz he is warm all the time. anyways, harry got to go and make me popcorns now.”

draco stares pointedly off camera at harry.

“caramel and butter right?” harry asks, just to make sure.

draco nods and waits till harry is out of earshot before leaning close to the laptop and whispering, “i think the always warm thing is bullshit he is just trying to convince me to go to the gym with him by showing me his "results”.

draco leans back and says loudly in the direction of the kitchen, “I hate gyms!”

“They are really not that bad!” Harry replies, sounding quieter due to the distance.

draco flips his middle finger in the direction of the kitchen.

he continues the livestream talking about the things people asks on the chat and answering questions. yes, he resolved the problem about the discount code for sephora, its just a technical issue and it should be fine now. no, his houseplant, gluteus maximus the third is still alive and looking juicy. yes, harry smells nice and he uses a cologne from this tiny shop in brighton called Amortentia that smells like fresh laundry in the sun. the shop might have a site online but draco isnt sure.

a large bowl covers part of the screen before draco takes it, beaming widely. “thanks, babe. you sure you dont want to join the livestream?”

“maybe another day? im sorry, livestream!im pretty tired today. finished that analysis thing i was supposed to write and now i feel like i only know 10 words.” harry says with a shrug, genuinely looking apologetic that draco wants to squish him.

and that was the first time harry was kinda on pajama party pryday.

2.

the second pajamas party pryday after the Big Reveal was quite the riot. because draco is an undisputed drama queen, or as the marketing executives say, extremely skilled at audience engagement and retainment.

earlier that day, draco had lured harry to the pool and pursuaded harry to let draco take a selfie with harry’s abs. harry was just a bit embarrased but shyly admitted to draco that he liked the attention on something he worked hard at.

the selfie made a -hah- splash in the interwebs as people were sufficiently hydrated physically, but insufficiently spiritually, for a good few hours after. draco had playfully tagged the photo with “dont cha wish your boyfriend was hot like me” and captioned it “feeling thirsty?💦 get hydrated with reusuable aluminium water bottles available at shopdraco.com in 3 different colours. 😜💦

and of course that is one of the top things people want to talk about during the livestream.

"kittymaximus wants to know if that is harry in the instagram picture i posted to day and if it is harry is daddy af. eggplant eggplant wink. and princessdragon says cut me with harry’s hipbones please.” draco laughs and takes a sip of his frosted lemonade.

“yes, that is harry. we went to the pool at my apartment earlier and i had to persuade him for it a bit but afterwards he gladly stood still and tried not to laugh while i take like 200 photos. and eggplant eggplant wink indeed. if you know what i mean.” draco bursts into giggles, “i heard myself and that is gross. no eggplant winking anywhere. and uh yes harry’s hipbones can cut human skin. can confirm, very sharp.”

“a lot of you are asking if harry is around and sadly no he isnt. he is at uni meeting with his lecturer for his coursework. but i can text him? comment if i should text him?” draco pause for a moment to snack on a mozerella stick.

with the consensus to text harry, draco sends a photo of the chat with the text “livechat misses you 💔”.

“oh he is texting back immediately,” draco isnt surprised, harry usually texts back quickly if he is otherwise unoccupied.

“awwww he sent a selfie. i dont know if you can see it but i will post this on my twitter @dracolm if u want a clearer pic.” draco says as he shows the livestream his phonescreen. harry had taken the selfie at a high angle, the lower half of his face snuggled in his hoodie, his hair looking like he just rolled out of bed -per usual.

“he says, ‘hello livestream! i was watching a bit of it before my lecturer called me into her office and then left me in here. i have been here for 20 minutes. please call the police if you dont hear from me in an hour.’” draco frowns a bit, sipping his lemonade thoughtfully, “well, that’s worrying. i will update you all on how he is doing.”

draco answers a few more questions about new makeup lines and fashion trends before his phone pings with a message from harry. its another selfie, but this time the photo is taken from a low angle, seemingly candid as it shows harry’s jawline and a bit of his nose, with his red hoodie taking up most of the frame.

draco shows it to the webcam and reads out the caption. “just got on the tube, my lecturer had some emergancy about her cat and had to go home so welp ill have to see her again in two days. that was a bit of a wasted trip. do you want briyani from Bombay Masala?”

“oh hey looks like he’s fine. and we are having briyani for dinner, hell yeah” draco pauses to text harry back.

“its so nice to have someone ask if i want food cause usually ill just eat some oats and go to sleep. which is mildly a bad habit cause thats not really enough nourishment, but thats a whole other issue.” draco adds on after a while, feeling warm on the inside.

the chat coos over their relationship for a bit before someone asks about draco’s dislike for gyms and draco went off the tangent on hygiene and guys hitting on him. he goes on a bit about how the one time he had a personal trainer that somehow kept asking him to take off his shirt when working out and draco just never came back for the second session.

“gyms just makes me want to stab a bitch and thats just unproductive, i just-” the doorbell interupts draco mid-thought. draco holds up a finger and gets up to open the door for harry and their dinner.

“khatijah gave us some extra naan and curry. ill put them in the fridge and we can have that for breakfast tomorrow.” harry says while kicking off his shoes and nudging them to join the tidy row of shoes at the hallway.

“she is the Best, i should bring her some of the PR palettes i get the next time i go over.” draco says, “fuck everything smells so good. oh shit i havent end my livestream.”

he scambles gracefully back to his laptop “hah, my boyfriend just came back with fucking bombass food. i dont have to talk to yall bitches anymore.”

“hey, dont be mean to your viewers.” harry says loudly from the kitchen. draco sticks his tongue out in response.

“anyways, thank you for coming to my livestream, i will be uploading it to my channel tomorrow and see you when i see you, Losers.”

a stern Hey was heard from the kitchen.

“i love you all my precious children and you are all not losers in anyway. you are precious cupcakes protected by one punk ass bitch in round glasses. he is your dad now…i guess. bye!” draco winks and the livestream cuts of as harry says “what did you call me?!”

and that was the second time harry was kinda on pajama party pryday.

3.

harry skipped being Kinda on pajama party pryday for the third time and just hosted it himself. mostly because he downloaded the app on his phone and it logged into draco’s account from the one time that draco used harry’s phone to check the emails.

but he did ask first, a bit after pressing the Start Streaming button.

“hey, babe? are you streaming later?” harry asks, looking for the end stream button but getting thwarted by the series of chimes from the livechat and the multiple pulsing buttons and arrows that are trying to get him to test all the new features.

“uh huh? why?” draco answers vaguely while tending to his face in the bathroom.

“uhhh do you mind that i kinda started streaming?” harry asks, holding in a wince. he hears draco’s muffled sigh in response. “i swear i was just poking around the app?”

“but im not dressed or have my drinks and im in the middle of my skincare routine, babe.” draco sounds mildly frustrated and harry feels bad.

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When will Eminem stop whining about his bad childhood and move on?? i haven’t heard him whine about that in a long time. 2618. I am drug free. Are you drug free? yes. 2619. I have piercings and am getting tattoos. Do you have either? i have my ears and nose pierced. no desire to get tatts. 2620. Can you REALLY say that your way is the right way? sometimes. Maybe there is a different way for everyone? sure. 2621. What do you think of the song 'Imagine'? it’s soothing and thought provoking. 2622. Can you think of any reason i might have written this, other than I am bored with too much time on my hands? no idea. 2623. What is the purpose of art? i guess to get our visual senses running. How about movies? Music? 2624. Do you think that anything has lost its value because it's become too 'commercial'? What? instagram. before it was just a way to share photos but now it’s a popularity contest. 2625. Have you ever been promoted? no actually lol. fired? not really, more like ‘let go’. they didn’t need me anymore coz their business was failing. 2626. What do you call your private area? Does it have a nickname? vag. and no. 2627. What parts of your body are shaved? armpits, legs and down there. 2628. What is a peachclam? female genitals? 2629. What is the american dream? being successful in america. Is it the same as your dream? no, i don’t like there. 2630. Do you need to be right all the time? no. 2631. There was a sculpture that was supposed to be displayed for a week in the Rockafeller Center in NYC of a falling woman - designed as a memorial to those who jumped or fell to their death from the World Trade Center. It was complained about as grotesque, innopropriate and describe as 'not art' What do you think? 9/11 is still a very sensitive topic, i believe it could be considered art but the negative way it’ll make people feel overpowers its artistic message. It was taken down early because it was seen as 'offensive'. What do you think about that? that totally fair enough. The artist, Fischl, said in a statement. ``It was a sincere expression of deepest sympathy for the vulnerability of the human condition. Both specifically towards the victims of Sept. 11 and towards humanity in general.'' Are people just too sensitive? Or maybe people are NOT sensitive ENOUGH to the idea that others may have different views from them (or from the majority)? i can see it from both ways. She these different, opposing or offensive views be allowed to be expressed freely and openly? Why or why not? i think it’s best if it were in an art gallery instead. more like-minded people would visit it and appreciate it how the artist wanted it to be portrated. 2632. What letter's sound do you like the best? i’ve... never thought about that. 2633. What is one movie charater you identify with and why? none really. 2634. Do you act the same when you are alone as you do when people are watching? not really. 2635. Why is everyone so obssessed with superheros? i don’t knowww. 2636. What cliches do you hear over-used the most? meh. 2637. Do you handle inconvieniences well? not really. i’ll most likely complain. 2638. Are you a fan of Jackie Chan? yeah, he’s funny, talented, charming and does his own stunts lol. 2639. Is a promise a big deal? to me, yes. i don’t take them lightly. 2640. What is your place in the universe? right here. 2641. Once some scientists dug up a woolly mamoth, frozen in ice. It was still completely whole, not rotted or fosilized. The scientists decided to have a dinner party. It was a very posh affair. they served roast woolly mamoth steaks, the rarest meat in all the world. So, if you were invited, would you have eaten it? no. 2642. What are 3 things you DON'T want to know? when im gna die, any ‘truths’ in my family that would make me think differently of them and sob stories in general. 2643. It seems to me that a lot of people don't value their lives, or life in general very highly. Why do you suppose that is? it’s just the way the world works i guess. not everyone wants to eat healthy, work out, strive to be the best person they can be etc.  Are you like that? sometimes. 2644. Do you celebrate the harvest moon? no. 2645. Do you believe in out of body experiances? possibly. 2646. Why does so much depend upon a red wheel barrel glazed with rain water beside the white chickens? ok. 2647. Why do so many people get jobs that they dislike? because it’s all about earning money. 2648. Do you think that in THIS world, being creative is a handicap? no? Why or why not? being creative is a blessing and a way to express yourself. 2649. Do you ever get chills or shivers during movies? What movies? not really. 2650. Do you believe in the collective unconsiouss(that people are like onions..the outer layers are individualistic and the deeper you go the more similar we all are)? lol haven’t thought about it that deeply. 2651. Do you think that most people have the qualities you look for in friends/intimate relationships or do you feel alienated? the people i surround myself with are enough. i’m not really looking for new friends. 2652. Are you very critical: of others? yes. of yourself? yes. 2653. Is there such a thing as expecting too much? definitely. 2654. Would you rather take an hour lunch break or skip lunch and get out of work early? ski[ lunch and get off work early, always. 2655. Do you believe that happiness is equal to fakeness? shallowness? joy? something good that happens? an attitude you have inside no matter what happens? idk. 2656. Can you control your emotions? for the most part, yes. have you ever tried? yes. 2657. Imagine you are 34 weeks pregnant. You are healthy and you didn't have any major problems in your pregnancy. Would you consider flying from the UK to Germany, which takes one hour, without a bad feeling that something could go wrong or the baby decides to come out earlier? there would have to be a really good reason that i’m flying in the first place. i usually wouldn’t risk it. 2658. How long do you think it would take you to jog a mile? forever. i’m really unfit. 2659. Word assciation: twilight: wolf. garden: gnome. warm: sun. stars: sky. crash: bandicoot. mold: bathrooms. gold: leaf. green: leaf. lush: garden. 2660. Picture a triangle: Quick! What color is it? orange. Picture a square. Quick! What color is it? blue. Picture a circle. Quick! What color is it? yellow. Why do you think you saw these shapes as these colors? idk lol. 2661. What things are endless? nothing. 2662. Are you ever subtle? i can be. 2663. Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood...some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't conceive of your life without it? How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? How can you fully appreciate these moments, every moment, when it all seems limitless? ~Paul Bowles excerpt from The Sheltering Sky 2664. Do you never have an ordinary day? yes. 2665. Do you embrace every single thing you've never known? not everything. 2666. Has anyone ever mistaken you for a satanist? no lol. 2667. Can stress sometimes be good? if you work well under stress, then yeah. 2668. Write something random, just whatever flows out of your head without thinking. Forget punctuation just try to type as fast as you think: okay, this is getting boring.  2669. Are you a musical snob? yes. How about a film snob? no. 2670. When you were in school did you learn to think or repeat? think. 2671. Do you have everything you need to be happy? not yet. If not, what is missing? a direction. 2672. Would you take a very casualy dropped 'maybe I should just kill myself' as a warning ssign? yes, for sure. 2673. What does the word 'ironic' mean? Can you give an example of an ironic situation? no. 2674. What did you see today that was beautiful in an ordinary way? a plane flying through the sky. 2675. Have you ever been on the edge of the night? no? 2676. Do you feel oppressed in some way? no. 2677. Who do you think shot JFK? idk. Who do you think shot Martin Luthar King? idk. Why do you think they got shot? haters. 2679. Are you aware that although only about 14 percent of the american total population is black, that about 70 percent of the people in jail in america are black? Why do you think that is? a large part of it is racism, surely. a lot of the stuff in the media basically proves it. What conclusion can you draw based on this? whatever. 2678. Do you think that the culture you live in is completely open to all ideas and forms of expression? hell no. australia is one of the most narrow minded countries that’s very developed. tell me otherwise, please. 2680. What do you think of the character (muppet) on sesame street that has aids and should this kind of a theme be explored in children's television? it’s good. and yes, i feel like children should be educated on the different backgrounds and situations people in the world can be in. 2681. Are you dyslexic? no. 2682, Can you construct a bong out of: household objects? sure. an apple? sure. your cat? i dont have a cat. 2683. Starwars, star trek or star gate? none. 2684. Windows or mac? mac. 2685. Do you start conversations or wait for other people to start them? it depends who it is. 2686. How many phallac symbols can you think of? plenty. 2687. Would you but tickets to see the top ten american idols sing live? no. 2688. A bird may love a fish...but where would they live? on the shore. 2689. Are you a hologram or a misfit? none. 2690. How are you oriented sexually? straight. Do you agree with the people who say that everyone is bi-sexual even if they don't want to admit it? i think preferences are purely dependant on the person. you can’t label anyone but yourself. 2691. If you are the only human on the planet of the apes do you have sex with an ape? i don’t know. 2692. If you are making out with a sex someone and you reach down and find they have a fish tail instead of legs do you still fool around with them? no. 2693. Does superman wear kryptonite condoms? idk. 2694. Do you know exactly where you are? Do you know the meaning of it all? Do you know the distance to the sun? Do you know the echo that is love? *yawn* 2694. Do you believe you are: extraordinary? Blessed? Cursed? Won? lame lol. 2695. What are you doing this weekend? not sure yet. definitely going out on sunday night though.  2696. Do you believe that black people should get money to make up for their previous enslavement? the ones who have been freed, yes definitely. Do you believe that all oppressed people should get money to make up for their oppression? yes. 2697. What's a quagmire? that guy from family guy. 2698. Is philosophy a science or can everyone have their own philosophy? to each their own. 2699. Are you a big fish in a small pond? no. 2700. Would you like to read an entire novel written in stream of consciousness form? idk.

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953.

5k Survey LI

2601. Do you think cell phones cause cancer? Are cell phone users more likely to get into car accidents? Do cell phones really interfere with a plane's navigation equipment? Are cell phones immune from computer viruses? Can using a cell phone at a gas station spark a fire? >> So cell phones have been out for a long time by now, but I do remember when some of these things were hotly contested issues, lol. I’m pretty sure cell phones are about as carcinogenic as anything else (read: variably), distracted driving is indeed a common cause of accidents but that distraction isn’t limited to phones, I’m not sure about the airplane thing but for my part I’d rather be safe about it and I always put my phone on airplane mode when they tell you to; I assume a virus would have to be written/adapted for a phone’s OS in order to affect said OS but perhaps I’ve got the wrong idea about that, and I highly doubt that last one. 2602. What makes a guy see a chick as less of a cute little girl and more of a woman? >> Wow. 2603. What is it about football that makes people want to watch it? >> Sports are entertaining for people, particularly because they’re exciting and social experiences. I don’t think this is terribly complicated to understand, even if it doesn’t usually apply to me personally. 2604. What is the best show on tv? >> --- 2605. Are you more of a tape dispenser or a stereo speaker and why? >> What????

2606. What do you think is overrated? what is underrated? >> I don’t use these words for anything. 2607. Can spiders ump? Did you interpret that as 'jump' or 'hump or 'bump' or other? >> I interpreted it as “can spiders be umpires” which was a funny mental image. 2608. What's the matter with adults today? >> --- 2609. Have you ever worked 'off the books'? >> Yeah. 2610. Have you ever worked 9-5? If not do you think you ever will? >> No and no. 2611. Do men or woman make better bosses? >> --- 2612. Do you believe that people should more up through a company or that the higher up positions should be filled by people hired from outseide the company? >> I think either is feasible, but maybe it should be kind of a 80/20 thing. I don’t know. Nothing about the corporate workforce really makes any sense to me, so I’m just spitballing here. 2613. Why is it that no one seems to care about their job? >> A lot of people care about their jobs. Unfortunately, it’s far more likely that their place of employment doesn’t care nearly enough about the people. 2614. When I go into a store, why doesn't anyone know anything about what they are selling? >> First of all, what kind of store are you going into? You honestly can’t expect people in a big-box department store to know anything specialised about vacuum cleaners, or whatever. If you’re in a local record shop, though, you can probably expect that the person behind the counter is probably into music. 2615. Have you ever seen those people that get that blank, lost expression when they go into a store and kinda shuffle along like zombies? Do you wonder how they got up, dressed themselves, and made it to the store in the first place? >> No, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Unless you’re talking about people being fucking exhausted? Is that what you mean? Because there are a lot of tired, stressed, overworked people just trying to get their errands done. They do it because they have to, and they’re doing their best. 2616. When did you/will you graduate college? >> I will not graduate college. Or even enter college. 2617. When will Eminem stop whineing about his bad childhood and move on?? >> That’s such an insensitive thing to say. At least he has an outlet. 2618. I am drug free. Are you drug free? >> No. 2619. I have piercings and am getting tattoos. Do you have either? >> I have both. 2620. Can you REALLY say that your way is the right way? maybe there is a different way for everyone? >> You are correct. 2621. What do you think of the song 'Imagine'? >> I don’t care for it. 2622. Can you think of any reason i might have written this, other than I am bored with too much time on my hands? >> You are enthusiastic about surveys and you wanted to express that by making the longest survey to date. It’s a commendable effort. 2623. What is the purpose of art? How about movies? Music? >> Many people have explained this much better than I could or am willing to right now. 2624. Do you think that anything has lost it's value because it's become too 'commercial'? What? >> No. Perhaps it’s been devalued by capitalistic fervour, but I think its value still exists. It just needs to be seen. 2625. Have you ever been promoted? fired? >> No. 2626. What do you call your private area? Does it have a nickname? >> I don’t call it anything. I try not to think about it at all. 2627. What parts of your body are shaved? >> None. I trim some parts and I buzz my head, but nothing is completely shaved. 2628. What is a peachclam? >> I have no idea. 2629. What is the american dream? Is it the same as your dream? >> The “American Dream” has nothing to do with me. 2630. Do you need to be right all the time? >> No. Sometimes I feel that way because I feel like my only worth is in knowing shit, but that’s just... hellbrain stuff. I actually prefer to not put such unreasonable standards on myself, and I enjoy learning from other people. 2631. There was a sculpture that was supposed to be displayed for a week in the Rockafeller Center in NYC of a falling woman - designed as a memorial to those who jumped or fell to their death from the World Trade Center. It was complained about as grotesque, innopropriate and describe as 'not art' What do you think? >> That does sound particularly morbid, but I don’t think that something being morbid makes it “not art”. However, the potential insensitivity of it should not be ignored, either, especially if you’re planning on displaying it in such a public place.

It was taken down early because it was seen as 'offensive'. What do you think about that? >> I think that was probably for the best.

The artist, Fischl, said in a statement. ``It was a sincere expression of deepest sympathy for the vulnerability of the human condition. Both specifically towards the victims of Sept. 11 and towards humanity in general.'' Are people just too sensative? Or maybe people are NOT sensative ENOUGH to the idea that others may have different views from them (or from the majority)? >> People are not “too sensitive”. It is not unreasonable to imagine that perhaps people going about their day would not want to be suddenly confronted with an artistic rendition of a suicide.  She these different, opposing or offensive views be allowed to be expressed freely and openly? Why or why not? >> From the way this situation was presented, it sounds like all of these opinions were freely expressed, and a decision was made that acknowledged that one man’s artistic expression is not worth the possible emotional toll on the average human being that would be exposed to it. At least if it was in a museum or something, it could be put behind a partition or in a room, and a warning could be displayed before you interacted with the art, so you’d know what you were in for and could make a personal decision about whether you want to see that sort of thing or not. There’s no way you could do that if you’re planning on plunking an artwork down in the middle of Rockefeller Center. 2632. What letter's sound do you like the best? >> I don’t know. 2633. What is one movie charater you identify with and why? >> I can’t think of one right now. 2634. Do you act the same when you are alone as you do when people are watching? >> Not entirely. 2635. Why is everyone so obssessed with superheros? >> Superheroes are wish fulfillment for a lot of people. It’s also a form of escapism where you feel confident about who the “good guys” and “bad guys” are, and where the “good guys” win, and for a lot of people that’s comforting. 2636. What cliches do you hear over-used the most? >> *shrug* 2637. Do you handle inconvieniences well? >> Sometimes. If I’m already frustrated or overstimulated or exhausted, then no, I don’t handle inconveniences well at all. 2638. Are you a fan of Jackie Chan? >> No. 2639. Is a promise a big deal? >> I’m sure it is. 2640. What is your place in the universe? >> Right here. 2641. Once some scientists dug up a woolly mamoth, frozen in ice. It was still completely whole, not rotted or fosilized. The scientists decided to have a dinner party. It was a very posh affair. they served roast woolly mamoth steaks, the rarest meat in all the world. So, if you were invited, would you have eaten it? >> Well, sure. It’s already been cooked, it’s not like me refusing to eat it would uncook it. Anyway, I think that’s a pretty neat idea. I don’t see why they shouldn’t cook and eat it, if that’s what they want to do.  2642. What are 3 things you DON'T want to know? >> *shrug* 2643. It seems to me that a lot of people don't value their lives, or life in general very highly. Why do you suppose that is? Are you like that? >> I value human life about as much as I value any other kind of life. I also value fungal life, and scavenger life, and carrion-eater life, and bacterial life, and parasitic life. All of those lives are benefited by our deaths. I think it’s hard for me to think about this question because when I think about “life” it’s not just... human consciousness, the “I”, or anything like that. Life is so much grander than that. And while I do value my life, as in, I want to keep living it for as long as I can bear it... I also value death. I value my place in the cycle. I don’t know. It’s Complicated(tm). 2644. Do you celebrate the harvest moon? >> No, but that does sound like it would be a lovely thing to celebrate. 2645. Do you believe in out of body experiances? >> I understand that that’s a thing people experience, and I would not venture to try to debunk that experience. I’m interested in experiencing it myself (although I’d argue that decoupling myself from the body and having an Inworlder pilot it for a few minutes is also a form of “out of body experience”, heh). 2646. Why does so much depend upon a red wheel barrel glazed with rain water beside the white chickens? >> I don’t know what this means. 2647. Why do so many people get jobs that they dislike? >> Because their options are limited, they have bills to pay, and capitalism is hell. 2648. Do you think that in THIS world, being creative is a handicap? Why or why not? >> No. Why would I think that...? 2649. Do you ever get chills or shivers during movies? What movies? >> I mean, probably. I haven’t kept track of that or anything, though. 2650. Do you believe in the collective unconsiouss(that people are like onions..the outer layers are individualistic and the deeper you go the more similar we all are)?  >> I think that is an extremely compelling and fascinating concept and I love reading about it and thinking about how it affects my understanding of myself and the world.

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3/31/20 Devo: Not a Shelved-God

Hey Everyone!

Hope you are safe and aren't going insane being stuck at home.

Sorry for this late posting, I usually try to post my devos on Monday but these past few weeks have been sort of hectic and covid-19 is flipping everything around as I try to figure out where and what's happening so please bear with me.

Take some time now to pray and give God your distractions and deep desires of your heart. Whatever's on your mind, just set it aside for now and let God change you from within.

Psalm 1:2-3 English Standard Version (ESV)

2 but his delight is in the law of the Lord,    and on his law he meditates day and night.

3 He is like a tree    planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season,    and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers.

This title may have intrigued you before you decided to read this devo: "Not a Shelved-God". I'll get to why I named this in a little bit but here's the breakdown of this passage:

What does it say and what does it mean?

In verse 1, which I didn't include, it says, "Blessed is the man that doesn't walk in the counsel of the wicked...etc." and then verse 2 starts with BUT. If you dissect this passage as a whole, we can see that God is saying "blessed is the man that doesn't do x,y, and z, BUT blessed is that man who

delights

in the law of the Lord. This blessed man meditates on it day and night."

QUICK SUMMARY:God blesses the man that 1) delights in the law and 2) medidates on it day and night (with consistency, daily and constantly, without ceasing)

This blessed man also avoids wicked counsel and foolish sinners and does not associate with the scoffers. I will include that for now, but in this devo I will focus on what we need to be DOING and not what we should be AVOIDING, so maybe I'll save verse 1 and that topic for a different devo.

Verse 3 says this "he" (who is the blessed man) is like a tree planted by streams of water which yields its fruits in its season. So, who is who and what is what?

1.) the "he" is compared to this "tree". "He" is the subject found in verse 1            2.) the streams of water is God himself, who is the supply of the trees growth      3.) The fruit and leaves refer to the growth of the believer and follower of God

Now what is verse 3 saying? When we (the subject, in this case referred to as "he" who is compared to the tree) are acting like a tree that is planted near a stream of water, we bear fruit in its season and bear leaves that don't wither. Then it ends saying that in all that "he" does, "he" prospers.

What does this mean for me?

This "he" that I keep putting in quotation marks is what we as disciples of Christ COULD be like. We don't become prosperous in our works, we don't grow in the Lord, and we don't bear fruit personally and in ministry by lying around, being lazy and expectant that God shows up.

In fact, I'm giong to take it further: you don't even grow necessarily by going to church, going to Bible study, or even reading the Bible. Anyone can go to these events or study the Bible on their own. What are we going to do about it? And what's the source of our growth?

Notice verse 2. It says DELIGHT. And that man that delights in His law bears fruit. Here's the breakdown of the application in a numbered list. We can see the genuine transformation of a Jesus-loving and God-fearing Christ follower here:                          1.) He LOVES the Lord's law and His word. How do we love the law? Here's the answer found in Psalms: Think about a passionate desire, all-consuming love for, ever fervent, urgent filled, full and complete obssession of what God says and obedience to it. It's three fold: 1. We must LOVE the law (trust what it says, trust it's the word of God, trust its authority) which then propels us to the next... 2. We must study, meditate, dissect, pray over, learn, and crave the law of God and His word DAILY, constantly, with disciplined repetition (hence day and night). We love the law therefore we meditate on it always. But that's not enough. Because we love God, then we love His word. And when we love His word, it then propels us finally to... 3. Live out His word. We read what His word says, study it in context, study it effectively, take notes from Bible text commentaries given by preachers and teachers of sound doctrine, and ask the Holy Spirit to illuminate what God wants to say to us in how to live. Then, we simply live it. When we savor Christ and savor God's word, we are so excited to put it into practice.                               

                           2.) Now that we have this three-fold plan, God promises this to us: we are blessed by Him when we act on it. How? Let's look at the simile the Psalmist uses in verse 3. We are like this tree planted by streams of water. PLANTED. We are grounded in the source. What tree grows by planting itself next to an oil rig or frigid ice and snow? It will wither. It will die. It does not prosper or grow or bear any fruit in any season. Only God, who is the streams of living water and living life, bears fruit in us. Thus, there are no means of growth other than God Himself who is the streams of water next to us. We know we love God and we know that we genuinely KNOW God if we obey Him (1 John 5:3). When we obey Him and heed His call for a blameless and righteous life, He will abide in us (1 John 2:6). So, obey the Lord and abide in Him and He will abide in us. Therefore, if we live according to His love and walk the way Jesus walked, He will bear in us fruit and leaves that don't wither as verse 3 says. So, to sum up, how do we practically live out verse 3? Abide in God. This could be through humbled prayers, intense studying of His word, asking God for His Spirit throughout the day, praying with fellow believers, etc. Always be filled and think about things that are true, things that are noble, just, pure, lovely, commendable, anything worthy of praise, and He will bear the fruit He wants to bear in us.

Finally, what do I mean by a shelved-God? Often times we store our books in shelves. We pull it out, read it for enjoyment, then put it back in once we're done. This is not how we ought to treat the precious Word of God. Psalms 1 clearly gives it to us straight: blessed is that man or woman that delights in God's word, studies it days and night, and abides in God. So I want to encourage two types of people here: 1. Those who don't read God's word or 2. those who read it, enjoy it for a little, and store it back into their shelf.

For those who haven't spent enough time in the Bible, I'd encourage you to reread Psalms 1:2-3 and everything I just mentioned. Take time to review these simple steps and actually put it into practice. Tomorrow morning, wake up, shut your phone off, and go to the Word and spend 30 min, an hour, 3 hours, however long you want, studying it. After you shower and are ready to go to bed, turn off your phone. Close Youtube, close Hulu or Netflix, turn off the gaming systems. Take 30 mins, an hour, 3 hours, etc. and meditate on His word. God promises, not I, that He will bear fruit in you if you humbly and excitedly delight in His law and His word. Then, pray that you will live it out once you read it! Don't let God stay inside your shelf.

For those who do spend time in His word but don't seem to live it out or feel it's dry, you may be storing God in your shelf as well. God can't be contained. He isn't limited. He isn't confined to time and physical space. He's omnipresent. He knows every bone in all 7.8 billion people on this earth. He knows every structure and every back bone of every building that exists. He deeply knows and understands the deepest complex of every tree, every piece of grass, every wave, every particle of air, every grain of sand, every animal, every ray of light, every cloud, every paved road, every computer system, every phone, every camera, every hair on your body, the list goes on and on. He made you. He made everything on this earth. He is fully, completely, wholly and totally sovereign over every moment and every place and every being. This is the God your'e reading about in the Bible. I'm often this person that reads His word and can "shelf" God again. How dare we try to confine Him, how foolish and silly we are to limit God to 30 min. a day and forget Him when we leave the room. He was, is and is to come. If He is that God, and He really encaptures all I just mentioned (AND MORE!) then let's reevaluate our practice. If this is you and you feel "dry" moments in God, be reminded of these truths. The next time you have your quiet time, pray this:                   

"God, you're perfectly holy, full of justice, filled with righteousness, and abound in love and in grace and in gentleness and in kindness. With my quiet times recently, I have been reading your Word and keeping you only in these quiet times but go back into my normal life. I don't "bring" you and your teaching with me or keep it in my thoughts when in fact Lord, I need to connect with you every moment of my life, even after my devotions. You are not confined to my bedroom or whereever I read your word. You are in the deepest darkest valleys, you hold the brightest days in your hand, and you are intimately working in all parts of this earth. God I want to love your Word and I want to live it out fully. Would you so graciously fill me with your Holy Spirit now and throughout today, so that with every action and every thought and with every word and deed, I would be reminded to glorify you in these things. Be with me now Lord, but also continue to remind me that you are still with me throughout the rest of my days. May I never stop seeking you or cease worshipping you in every moment of my life. Amen."

This is a long devo, so I'll just end here. Don't let the Bible just sit in your shelf. Don't just be reminded of God when you're in your room reading His word. He is with you now and until the end of the ages and forever. Dip into Him and His word. Don't box Him in. Ask to bear the fruit as a tree that sits next to those glorious streams of water.

Reflect on this, and pray to close,

Moses    

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Gamers Season Finale Review/Overall Thougths https://animeride.com/blogs/7144/gamers-season-finale-reviewoverall-thougths/ #Aguri, #Amano, #Chiaki, #GamersAnime, #GamersFinaleReview, #Tendou, #Uehara

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Gamers Season Finale Review/Overall Thougths

Good Morning Everyone I am back once again to actually wrap up a series that I have thoroughly enjoyed far more than I was expecting in Gamers! This last episode was very ironic because they were actually SELF-AWARE which means they knew actually what they were doing in this episode. However, this series was filled with a shit load of misunderstandings like my god. Anyway, Iet’s talk about Gamers as a whole by focusing on the characters starting with amano..

Amano

Ohh amano man are you some cliche light novel protagonist or something? I mean constantly we see amano completely oblivious to his surroundings and of course to other people’s feelings. Early on in the series, he gets an invitation to join the gamers club by none other than tendou-san(more on her later lol). The thing that took me for a loop was that he actually turned it down (ehhhhhhh) in front of the class too. It was like he rejected a love confession with the way that they did that scene which was priceless but god damn amano.. Can you really be any more oblivious to the mood of the situation or the fact that what you say or how you say it can really have an impact on how people will interpret your message. But in all fairness, he was pursued by tendou-san so I can’t really blame him but I do respect his honest answer that he gave her. At this point, I thought we had some hope that amano would be an interesting character but nope I was wrong. His mind seems to always be in the gutter when it comes to reading the mood or vibe of a given situation. For instance, chiaki started to develop feelings for amano and he did not notice it at all that she was the online friend he had become familiar with. He was in her room and saw the computer screen with her avatar and name on it and did not once even thought to consider maybe guessing that chiaki was actually that online friend that you hold dear to your little itty bitty heart. This is not a rant on amano but this is not a positive write up because his character just gets to you at times when a situation for something obvious to happen and this dude does the opposite…(facepalms). Well he does grow a set of nuts and actually goes out with tendou-san after he had reportedly had a tough time talking to her (oh yeah I’m sure you did amano..). The relationship of amano and tendou has grown I mean in the last episode they were holding hands how cute…

Tendou

The more and more I see her, the more and more I laugh. I mean it is always great to have such an interestingly vivid personality but wow tendou you really were obssessed with amano. This series showed an episode of the life of tendou karen before and after she fell in love with amano. When we see how our daily activities are disrupted by her developed feelings for amano, there is some truth to that. Love can do silly or strange things to people and tendou clearly represents that. If she was given the chance to sniff amano’s underwear then I’m sure she would.. Of course I am just kidding or am I? Well anyway, tendou is the popular girl in school that almost everyone respects and admires since she does everything possible to convince them of that. She is the leader of the gamers club that she so desperately wanted amano to join and was heartbroken when he did not join at first. The funny thing about that was tendou did not like that and she was persistent with amano in the way she followed him around and pretty much stalked him. It came as a shock to her that anyone would dare deny a request from the great tendou karen I mean please… But in all seriousness, tendou brought so much life to this series with her personality I mean who can really not like a cute red tomato. To some people, I can see why she could seem as this annoying character that takes things the wrong way all the time but you gotta understand that tendou is not used to being the hunter but rather the hunted..

  Aguri

Aguri is a character that questions and dare I say challenges the philosophy of all gamers in the sense that she is not a true gamer herself. Aguri is the type of girl that is your average girl who will change her hair color if you tell her it needs to be done. It is clear, she cares a ton about what people think or may see which is natural tendency for girls so it is really nothing surprising. She is also kind of clingy with the way that she is kind of always around uehara who is her boyfriend. Aguri loves uehara a lot and it is clear that she cares about what he is thinking or doing. Thus, this causes the friction in their relationship when they encounter a deadly disease in the case of Misunderstandings. What I say in the intro represents the main point or idea of this series because my god like can you just talk to him to find out what is up. But no I mean all of our characters are socially inept to some degree but it isn’t too severe for aguri. Aguri constantly wonders about the values of gamers and again represents the person who basically knows nothing about anime yet hangs out with you anyway..

Uehara

Uehara is the funny character that actually narrates for us how blind amano can be at times. He is definitely a cool guy that courageously tries to set amano up with an obvious love triangle scenario. Uehara is essentially us in those type of situations because his thoughts jibe with a lot of people’s thoughts so he brings the common sense to the story in a sense. Sure he is apart of that huge carousel of misunderstandings but he is a cool dude that not only took the time to get to know amano but also tried to help him out in own way. Uehara is a likable and silly character that also brings life to the series with his inner monologue and funny faces that he tends to make case in point in the picture above. I mean all of these characters make funny faces but his are just plain stupid funny..

Chiaki

Last but not least, we bring ourselves to a character who represents what online gaming can do to a person’s social capabilities. Man it was evident right away that chiaki was very quiet and struggled to make friends in a school setting so you can imagine how her character would be. She is universally seen as a shy character that easily misunderstands a situation or take what a character says and think its a confession. She really develops feelings for amano after she figured out that he was the online friend she had made and feel in love with. It was like she fell back in love all over again but seriously struggled to convey her feelings to amano. She eventually grew as a character and worked up the courage to at least let amano become aware that she had feelings because you know amano was never gonna figure that out. It took her younger sister to push her to finally stop holding in those feelings and just let it out and that she did…

Score: 7/10

Final Thoughts

I feel that this series was definitely enjoyable and it showed a lot of character interaction and funny moments that one could not help but laugh even just a little. The usage of the characters is what really makes this series pretty good instead of just ok because if it wasn’t for the characters then this series would be average and forgettable. Overall, I thought this series surpassed my expectations and I look forward to seeing what people have to say about this series as a whole so with that being said its been fun now time to close the book on yet another anime series..

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little activities ; preferences

warnings —none??? fluff?? ddlg dynamics, do not interact if you don’t like it

characters — daddy!andy barber, daddy!steve rogers, daddy!bucky barnes, daddy!lance tucker,  daddy!clark kent, daddy!august walker

a/n — THIS IS A FIC WITH DDLG DYNAMICS,, do not interact if youre not 18+,, just a little something i put together today... lmk what you think!

their love language | with their little | when you’re insecure | slipping into little space | fussy | happy hoelidays | cartoons | obssessed |little rules | innocent little | bratty little

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“Dada, I have a good one!” Y/N happily cheered while her mouth had a spoonful of her favorite ice cream flavor; seeing her excited state made him chuckle as he wiped the excess melted sundae that escaped her mouth, “Petal you know the rule — don’t talk while eating, yes?” She just nodded happily despite being given a stern reminder as she was too excited to share with him what she knows. After swallowing down the rest of her tasty desert, she repeated to him with a wide grin, “I have a good one, dada! What did the janitor say when he jumped out of the supply closet?” Pursing his lips, he pretended to rack his brain for an answer; but when nothing came up he shrugged his shoulders as his arms pulled in her figure closer to him despite her being all snuggled up on his lap. Throwing her hands up in the air to emphasize her pun as she happily cheered, “Supplies!”

“That was a good one, petal,” Andy praised her after he calmed himself following his burst of giggles. Feeling proud of getting him to laugh out loud, she then nuzzled her face into his chest while one of his hands gently rubbed her back. “I have one too but I don’t think it’ll be as good as yours,” This intrigued her so she removed her face from where she planted it against his chest and pouted, “Wanna hear it, dada! Bet it’s a real good one!” He calmed her down by rubbing her back and placing quick kisses on her lips, “Okay okay, here it is — have you heard about the chocolate record player?” Adorably confused with what he was saying, she shook his head no until he broke out of his serious expression and smiled, “I heard it sounds sweet!” It took her a few seconds to connect the dots; but when she finally did she excitedly squealed out loud and peppered his face with kisses as she wrapped her arms around his torso, “That was so good, dada! I love you and your jokes!”

“Where are you in the game, little one?” August peered over his shoulder to sneak a peek in her own laptop screen; when she saw how he was looking at where she was going, she tilted her screen away from his curious eyes, “Don’t look, daddy! Do your task!” Her Among Us avatar that was in her favorite character was happily skipping around the halls as she was assigned as the impostor, and when she saw another player — who wasn’t her beloved boyfriend — she grinned evilly as she killed the other player. She then happily skipped to the next corridor and entered the electrical room where August’s avatar was. “There you are, little one!” August pointed to the screen as his excited eyes shifted from the screen to where your two avatars were and to her, “Daddy! Keep playing!”

Unfortunately for her, someone saw the body that she had earlier killed. This then prompted everyone to have a meeting, “Wonder who the impostor could be?” August thought out loud as he covertly snuck a glance over to his girl who was biting her lip to try and hold back her fit of giggles. He placed his bet that it was his little one who’s the impostor; feigning innocence she voted on her daddy being the impostor. When it was revealed to the whole crew that Y/N was the impostor, August carried her off  the computer chair and onto his lap as he tickled her tummy, “I knew it was you!” She giggled as his bearded face tickled her neck and instead of pulling him closer to him as she nuzzled him further into him, “Can we play one more game, daddy?” Feeling him shake his head against her skin, one hand turned off both their laptops while the other one held onto her body to ensure she wouldn’t fall off. “We’ve been playing for a few hours now, you need to rest these pretty eyes,” He kissed both her eyelids as she lovingly stared at him, “So what do we do now, daddy?” Having planned out what happens next, the Hammer then carried her out of the office and to the kitchen, “Well little one, I’m gonna give you some snacks before we nap for a bit okay?” Nodding as she nuzzled her forehead against his neck, she let out a low hum of agreement as she felt the exhaustion of playing Among Us start to take a toll on her.

“Tătic, can we dance?” She looked up at him with hopeful eyes; having played with her stuffies bored her and she had a lot of energy to shake off. Locking the tablet, he placed it on the couch beside him as he looked down at his little love who was sitting by his feet as she played independently. “Bored with playing with your stuffies already, sweetie?” She pouted and nodded, holding both her hands as she closed and opened them. Laughing to himself, he grabbed onto her hands, helping her rise to her feet before doing the same, “Let’s dance then!” Giddily, she headed to the corner of the room where they placed their speakers, “Which song do you want, tătic?” As she was unlocking their gadget that was connected to the speakers, Bucky then grinned as he was putting her stuffies on the couch, to help prevent them from being stepped on, “Put our dance playlist on shuffle, sweetie.”

The first few songs that played were energetic songs which allowed them to boogie — Bucky had an excuse to do the moonwalk across the wooden floor flawlessly, or how Y/N bust out her disco moves while the super soldier cheered her on; there was even a song that allowed the both of them to shimmy in front of each other as they laughed at their silly expressions as they did so. However, a few songs, a slow, piano melody hummed through speakers, shifting the mood of the room from an energetic one to a more slow, intimate melody. “Do you want to slow dance with me, sweetheart?” Giggling at how formal hw sounded, she nodded and her one hand entangled with his bionic hand while her other hand rested against his the wide expanse of his back. The flesh hand of the super soldier was caressing the skin of her cheek, he stared lovingly at her, “Did you have fun dancing, sweetie?” Nodding, she smiled and stood on her tippy toes so she could plant a sweet, swift kiss, then pulling away with a wide smile, “I did, tătic! Thank you so much for dancing with me! Can we do this all the time?” Loving how sweet and obedient she was being, he nodded and promised her, “We’ll be dancing together for a long time you'll get so sick of me!”

“Now remember doll, a certain color has its own number,” Steve explained slowly as he pointed to the closed paint container which had the number one taped to it , “Where would this color go in the picture of the giraffe?” Pouting for a bit, she was itching to get her hands dirty and colorful but her daddy decided it was important to lecture her about colors and numbers. “Sir, I wanna paint right now, please!” She batted her eyelashes sweetly to him in hopes that he would put an end to his lesson; but a raised eyebrow and his finger tapping the certain section made it clear that he was nowhere near ending it, “Answer me first, doll, then we can start painting together.”

“That white paint would then go to the ears of the giwaffe,” She struggled to say the animal’s name but correctly identified where the white colorant would go. The Captain kissed her cheek, to which she giggled at as she nuzzled her cheek against his lips, as he praised her, “Good doll! And where would this mustard yellow go?” Pointing to the number four paint, she then was eager to be kissed and praised again so she looked at the paper seriously before pointing to near the animal’s nose, “It goes right over here, sir!” Rubbing her back as he then handed her the paintbrush, he kissed her lips lovingly as he gave her the go signal, “Alright go ahead and paint, doll. And don’t make too much of a mess, alright?” Nodding her head, she then opened the paint then dipped the tip paint brush as she began filling in the blanks with color as she spoke to her daddy with a wide smile, “Thank you so much for this, sir. I love painting with you.” And with one hand on her thigh, occasionally rubbing and squeezing it to encourage her, Steve too began painting his own paint-by-numbers kit.

“And what would be your order, Mr. Superman?” She asked after she pretended to clean up the countertop where her play doh and ice cream play set were; the Kansas-raised man chuckled at his bubba’s silly antics. For today’s playtime she decided to pretend she was running an ice cream shop and he was a customer; pretending to think for what to order, he then smiled as he announced his order, “I’d like some vanilla ice cream please, with some chocolate syrup,” She nodded as she began pouring the white clay doh in the machine, pressing down on it as she sweetly smiled at him, “How’s your day going, handsome?”

“Very well now that you’re here, beautiful,” He winked back at her as she finished twirling the ice cream, she bit her lip to hold herself back from rejecting the compliment he had given her – the last time she shied away from a compliment graced to her, he had punished her with less playtime and by writing multiple lines about how beautiful she was. After squirting some chocolate syrup on the clay doh, she stuck a little spoon to it then pushed it to Clark’s direction, “Here you go, bubba.” Pretending to take a few, big bites of the ice cream she had prepared for him. “This tastes divine, bubba!” He praised her after he beckoned her to sit on his lap from where he was seated comfortably in the bar chairs. Leaning on to him, she hummed satisfied until the Kyrptonian spoke up after rubbing the back of her neck, “That reminds me; how much do I owe you for the delicious ice cream you just prepared?” Giggling at his silly antics, she looked up at him with a smile, “It’s on the house for the earth’s strongest hero!” Gasping out loud as if he was offended, Clark shook his head then kissed the tip of her nose, “Unacceptable! How ‘bout I take you out to get real ice cream?” Excitedly, she nodded and sprinted to the bedroom to get changed and the hero could only chuckle to himself as he followed her, “God, I love my bubba.”

“There we go, angel,” Lance tossed the red colored chalk to the side after writing the number nine, “Now we play hopscotch!” He declares with a wide smile. Y/N then jumps up and down as she cheered happily; bending down to grab a rock, she then looked at her boyfriend, “How do we do it again papa?” Lance thought she was adorable when she tilted her head to the side, eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. Picking up his own rock, he then stood beside her, “I’m gonna show you how to do so okay, angel?” She nodded as watched him closely as the gymnast threw the rock within their playing field, landing on the number five. “Since it landed on the number five, I have to skip to and from the whole thing without stepping on the box with rock on it.” And with that he skipped along to show her what she meant and expertly hopped along.

“That was amazing, papa!” Y/N clapped her hands but pouted when the rock’s rough edges lightly grazed the skin of her fingers, “Is it my turn now?” He nodded as he gestured to their chalked up board and she excitedly nodded and threw the rock into their playing field. The rock landed on the number eight, “Papa, look! I get it farther than you!” Her delight was mirrored by his excited grin and cheering for her as she skipped on the numbers, praising her when she wobbled for a bit when jumping from the numbers six and seven to the last two squares. “Good job, my angel! You were so good!” The gymnast easily carried her off the ground as he twirled her around as she giggled and kissed his lips, “Thank you, papa. Can we go for more rounds on the hopscatch?” And Lance didn’t find the heart in him to reject her, especially with the way she messed up the words, and so they did play all afternoon the fun game of hopscotch.