#look at my icon im bleeding

[lightnersdream]

worlds most predictable

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

"All knights must bleed, Jaime."

All knights must bleed, Jaime," Ser Arthur Dayne had said, when he saw. "Blood is the seal of our devotion." With dawn he tapped him on the shoulder; the pale blade was so sharp that even that light touch cut through Jaime's tunic, so he bled anew. He never felt it. A boy knelt; a knight rose. The Young Lion, not the Kingslayer.

But that was long ago, and the boy was dead.

That boy had wanted to be Ser Arthur Dayne, but someplace along the way he had become the Smiling Knight instead.

[shadystranger]

something something dean's caresses are great violence, and his intensity is great tenderness (10x26)

[carcarcraziiv2]

aphelios and blood play??!!!!

Amazing, iconic, and PERFECT. ABSOLUTELY.

Here you go 💜

TW: Blood Play, minor injury?, sex, needles, there's a TON of mentions of blood obviously. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK !

WORD COUNT: 1797

A/N- Imma be so fr I didn't proof read but i dont think there should be a TON of errors??!??? lol <3 IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT AND ILY FOR SENDING A REQUEST!

Aphelios is filthy.

He was always like this, at least on the inside.

The two of you got very comfortable together, feeling free to discuss anything and everything on your minds. One day however, something came to light that you hadn't known about Aphelios yet.

You and Phel had gone on a bit of an adventure in some local wooded areas. Mainly hiking and overall just having fun goofing about in the forest.

You had worn a low-cut shirt that day, a V-neck tank to keep cool in the summer heat. After a particularly entertaining minute of teasing your partner, he had given you a look that said, "you better run, because I'm going to tickle you to death in about two seconds."

You giggled as you evaded him, running through greenery and ducking every now and again to avoid trees as small branches and leaves whipped across your arms and chest.

Soon enough you had to stop, panting in place with a huge smile on your face, bracing for an onslaught. As Phel came to a stop before you, matching your goofy expression, he glanced down at your chest before hyper fixating on something he spotted there.

You creased your brow, looking down to notice a small trickle of blood seeping from a small cut under your collar bone, sinking down and under your tank.

"Oh," you had said, "I didn't even notice I was bleeding." For a moment you felt grateful, used to Phel's silent social ques for you to pay attention to something in particular.

You went to clean it off, but Aphelios suddenly reached up and gripped your wrist to stop you.

He licked his lips, eyes never leaving where they once were. To your surprise, he lent down and caressed the spot with his tongue. Your eyes went wide, even though his action had fireworks erupting in your belly. Only when he pulled away and looked at you with heated eyes did you dare a glance down, noticing he was hard.

"Oh," you said again. Apparently Aphelios had a blood kink.

After that, you two didn't discuss what had happened. You were thinking that Phel may have been ashamed, although he hadn't really done anything to appear that way. Why would he hide something that he enjoys? Especially something that sexually arouses him?

One day, after a particularly large amount of research and a continuous increase in your own interest in trying things out, you addressed the situation with him.

"Hey my love, I have a question," you had started, not looking away from the book you held in your hands until you completed your statement to look over at him. The two of you were sitting on the couch, both indulging in your own little hobbies as you relaxed together; you reading and Phel drawing in his sketchbook.

He tore his gaze away from his artwork, nodding at you to continue with your inquiry.

"Remember that day we went out hiking? I was thinking about what happened after you chased me," fiddling with the tips of the pages of your book, you trailed off as you watched his expression go from one of curiosity to realization, before he finally nodded. He flipped to a blank page in his notebook and wrote.

When I licked the blood off of your chest?

For a moment after he handed it to you, you saw his nostrils flare and pupils dilate.

Unbeknownst to you, even the thought shrilled him. He thought about it a lot; how you tasted, the color of your life source seeping from your skin, the way the flush on your cheeks matched the tone of the blood that he had just consumed from your body.

"Yeah... I was wondering... would you want to try something with me?"

Phel looked at you with a surprised expression, noting your nervous stature. He gently took the sketchbook back from you and wrote again.

You want to try something, like blood play? I don't want you to do something you're not comfortable with just for the sake of me. Either way, I don't want to hurt you.

He handed it back to you once more, and you nodded as you read, silently giving him the confirmation he was looking for.

"First of all, I would hope you would know by now I am not opposed to a little pain during sex. Plus, I bought some things to help us, if you're comfortable. But of course, we need to do some sanitizing and whatnot," You gulped, standing and heading for an unopened amazon package left on the counter. The night prior, you had seen that people recommended both needles, or if you really want something more knifelike, a scalpel. Of course you ordered both, you wanted to have options. "Have you ever done this with anyone before, Phel?"

He shook his head, watching you strut back over with the two small boxes in your hand.

After some time and some communicating, the two of you found your flow. The easiest and most sensual ways to draw blood, and how to incorporate it during sex.

Phel loved watching it seeping from its source, using the needles. Your blood sucking up into the tube aroused his thoughts to how beautiful your skin would look covered in the same dark red substance- so that's what he did.

Spread out on the bed, towels soft under your bare skin, Phel sat on his knees between your legs.

You shivered as you gazed at his toned body, he lifted the vial he held and uncapped it with his teeth. The popping sound of the lid caused you to jump slightly.

The sight was nearly vampiric as a splash of the liquid inside jumped up onto his lip, dripping slowly down his chin.

He glanced at you a moment, asking for permission. His constant appreciation for your consent even this long into your relationship never ceased to thrill you. It made the throbbing desire in your body burn even brighter as you gave him a silent nod in approval.

He leant down briefly to kiss you, easing your mouth open with his tongue. This was so taboo to you, tasting your own blood on his lips that you couldn't help but whimper into his mouth. When he pulled away and saw the smudge on your lips, his pupils dilated, his breathing became heavier and without a moment's notice he poured the empty vial over your naked chest.

His gaze followed seemingly every direction it fell. You squirmed as the liquid tickled your skin during its descent. His veined hand reached forward, caressing the sides of your stomach and smearing your blood over your skin.

Again, you squirmed beneath him, and his eyes shot up to your before he dived down to kiss you once more. Kissing down your neck, you leant your head to the side to allow him more access, breathlessly moaning his name as he went. His hands trailed all up and down your body, and you could feel his hips move in desperation as he swiped over all the wet spots.

He shamelessly moved down your body with his lips and tongue, licking long strips along your skin while looking at you through thick lashes. His pink eyes spoke all the words he wanted to say to you in that moment.

You are extraordinary.

Look at you, being so perfect for me.

My dream partner.

You are my moon and my stars.

He reached the precipice of your thighs, and kissed down until you could feel his breath cooling your warm front. you couldn't help but adjust yourself slightly embarrassed at his long stare. He looked back up at you, and the most feline Chesire grin spread across his lips.

"Please, Phel..." you murmured, your hands tangling into his soft blue hair and moving it out of his eyes.

My good fucking b/g he thought, as he dived down to pleasure you.

You writhed beneath him, stars clouding your vision as he used his hand and tongue to feast on you.

Once you tugged on his hair, you craved for more, pulling him off of you. He couldn't help it, as he trailed his eyes over your red skin he tore off his boxers, revealing his hard veiny length. The tip was flush red, and a drip of pre fell from the slit.

You nearly drooled with how salivated you became looking upon him.

Aphelios smirked to himself, knowing your fucked out look was only going to get more relevant once he inserted himself in you. He was feeling so feral, keen on getting your blood smeared on his skin as well. He wanted to wear it all night, although he knew you would make him shower after this.

He slowly began pushing his dick into your entrance, catching you off guard in your daze.

"Fu-fuck Phel!", your back arched off of the bed, and he let out a deep breath and shook his head slightly as if to calm himself as he watched your hole suck him in.

He began rocking slowly at first, using one hand to trail down your body and the other to play with your front. You were overwhelmed with pleasure, and when you adjusted to grab your chest and stomach in your ecstasy, Aphelios lost it when he saw your blood cover your hands.

He pumped into your relentlessly then, shamelessly, letting out grunts and whimpers into the sex ridden air. You couldn't keep quiet either as he gripped your thighs and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

Feeling the cusp of your orgasm, you gripped the towels beside you in your fists and leant up on your elbows. Biting your lip, you dared a glance down to see the base of his cock as he rammed into you.

Eyes rolling back, you caught sight of the sweat dyed pink trailing down Phel's chest and you fell to pieces. Coming undone, your muscles pulsed around him, and he thrust hard a few times until he let out a long jagged breath, his release hitting him hard.

He pulled out of you slowly, allowing you time to adjust and him to feel the last pings of pleasure as your hole tried to keep him inside.

"God damn, I have never seen you that riled up before my love," you panted as he fell to your side, laying on his back. He glanced at you and rested his hand on his chest smirking. He couldn't keep his eyes off of all the smears, and although you thought it was hot your first thought was to get this man clean.

"Shower time?" you smiled shyly, and he rolled his eyes, pouting. He shook his head no and you arched a brow.

Silly how a man who just took you like an animal can go from that to pouting within an instant.

[venusvity]

₊˚ 🌙 ♡𓂋 ☄️ 。ﾟ✷ ⠀  VENUS ATTENDS WATERBOMB TOKYO 2023!

Known as "The Princesses of Waterbomb" everyone was disappointed when VENUS couldn't attend Waterbomb Seoul this year, breaking their four-year tradition of attending the festive. However, VENUS made up for missing Seoul Waterbomb and attended Waterbomb Tokyo causing a big splash as usual!

.ﾟ۪ ♡ ۫     ( LOOK BOOK ! )    

( LEFT 2 RIGHT ! ) ... AKI, YOONAH, JIAH, CHLOE, AND SENA !

.ﾟ۪ ♡ ۫     SET LIST !

BLOW A KISS

1ST MENT

I AM THE WITCH AT THE STAKE

2ND MENT

ILLUSIONS

3RD MENT

IM THE BEST

4TH MENT

SUMMER LUV!

.ﾟ۪ ♡ ۫     VIRAL MOMENTS !

too many to keep track of, truly.

everyone looked SO good. the girls were literally glowing and completely in their element. it was clear they were having a great time.

the entire festival was screaming the lyrics to IM THE BEST like everyone was so excited they finally performed it again.

they were screaming for every song this is a great festival setlist esp for constellations.

yoonah had multiple clips of her go viral just for how pretty she looked. mainly during blow a kiss and i am the witch, many people praising her for her visuals and performance.

the tweets got interesting to say the least but the consensus was that yoonah is very hot especially while wet.

aki also went viral for her visuals. a clip of her during one of the ments, pushing her hair back and telling the crowd "be as loud as you fucking can. we came to have some fun!" went viral for obvious reasons. she's hot.

a clip of sena and jiah covering "what a life" by exo-sc went viral as well. the girls talked about how excited they were to see the boys perform later. they bleed cosmic latte.

yoonah couldn't figure out how to get her water gun to work so she called for aki to help her. when aki came over, she took the gun from yoonah, fiddled with it for a second, then sprayed her with water. it was a cute and funny moment that also went viral!

chloe had a clip of her throwing ass towards the crowd then running away giggling go viral for obvious reasons. she's now been added to the list of idols that can throw ass. everyone clap for chole!

not viral per say but it was talked about a lot how close chanyeol and yoonah seemed, chloe and sehun were also seen walking around together at the festival. chloe would later go to post a picture of her and sehun to her story captioning it: "i love my BESTIE sehun! and he loves having me as a BESTIE! 😁"

yoonah would post a video of her and chanyeol in his car while in the Mcdonalds drive through with the caption "😚" while both of them sip on their drinks. yoonah looking cute and chanyeol looking like he has no idea what's going on as usual.

the only song they did the full choreography for was summer luv just because they had to. the choreo is the most iconic part! but other than that, they were mainly having fun with the crowd, with each other, and just overall having a good time!

[animeniacss]

Seoksoo - (im)perfect Part 1 - Chapter 1

Synopsis: Lee Seokmin likes a lot of things: karaoke, stuffed animals, his friends, his family (when they're not at each other's throats), and when things go according to plan. It's perfect that way. That is...until Joshua Hong, the Education Department TA, stumbles into his view one day and suddenly Seokmin has to start facing the fact that maybe not everything in life will be perfect...but with Joshua, that might just be ok.

Tags: College!AU, ActingMajor!Seokmin, Teacher!Joshua, Romance, Angst, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Side GyuCheol, Side JunHao, Side Verkwan, Other Idol appearances, Anxiety/Panic Attacks, Domestic Violence (not between the main couple), Joshua is a dork 90% of the time, (More Tags will be Added as needed)

Length: approx. 5k words

Chapter 1

Most people have a balance of things they like or don’t. Not Seokmin. Seokmin likes a lot of things. Seokmin likes going to karaoke after a long week of testing at school. Seokmin likes singing his lungs out to whatever power ballad he comes across within the confined and padded room, performing for the three or four friends he got to tag along with as if he were making his singing debut. Seokmin liked watching television, cartoons, and funny anime that made him laugh until his sides felt they would burst open. Seokmin likes seeing his friends laugh along with him even if the jokes aren’t that funny. Yes, Seokmin likes a lot of things.

         Seokmin likes the feeling of the cool breeze at the tail end of fall, hence why he found himself parked right on the first bench he saw as he strolled out of the last class of the day. With his backpack beside him, Seokmin leaned back and watched as the rest of the campus moved on around him. He liked people watching too; liked seeing people find comfort in the bubble of their friends or lovers, giggling as they strolled through the familiar paths of the university. He liked hearing the monotonous whoosh of the building doors opening and closing in a familiar routine. He liked it because it was familiar; he could plan for the familiar. 

         Seokmin leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees as he flipped his phone from his back pocket and into his hands. It was just barely 3:30, he had the entire afternoon and evening to himself. What should he do? There were many things he wanted to do. Unlocking his phone enabled him to see all of his apps, neatly placed in boxes depending on their use. ‘Entertainment’, ‘Social Media’, ‘School Work’, and ‘Finances’ all of it was organized. All of it was familiar, and that was what Seokmin liked. Lazy fingers scrolled through the options. His Twitter icon held onto a bright red bubble with ‘13’ inside, and Seokmin chuckled, clicking it open and skimming the frantic tweeting of his friends as they discussed back and forth about something he had no interest in. Leaving one like to show some support, he closed out the app and was finally rid of the pesky red bubble.

         “Spacing out again?” A gentle voice with a hint of playfulness alerted Seokmin to look up. He glanced over to see a head of brunette fluff plop beside him, two honey-bun cheeks grinning. Legs in denim jeans crossed at the ankles, and Seokmin only offered a half smile.

         “No, not this time.” He said. “Just finished class. You?”

         The brunette putting his head on Seokmin’s shoulder and letting out an exasperated sigh was enough to tell Seokmin of his feelings. “I have two-night classes on Thursdays.”

         “Ouch.”

         “Teaching is a bitch.” Seokmin snorted, his half-smile widening to one that took up his entire face. “I have a presentation on effective teaching strategies due tomorrow. I’ll be awake until my eyes bleed, Hyung.”

         “Awww, Kwannie. I’m sorry.” He patted his friend’s hair affectionately, hoping to relieve some of his tension. “It will all be worth it when you become the best teacher in the country. Teaching the generations of tomorrow!” Seungkwan laughed a bit. “I’ll have dinner ready when you get home, okay?”

         A warm hum in reply made Seokmin’s smile soften, but not leave his face. Knowing Seungkwan was satisfied made Seokmin feel the same. “Thanks, Hyung. You’re the best.”

Seokmin likes – no – Seokmin adores his roommate, Boo Seungkwan. The duo met when Seungkwan lugged his bags into his dorm last year with his mom and three chattering older sisters, a flustered freshman rooming with the one sophomore at the time who offered out of all of those who were asked. 

“I’m thinking of grilled pork and some sides,” Seokmin said, and Seungkwan was practically salivating. “Sound good?”

“Delicious.” Seungkwan smiled, sitting back up. Arms stretched over his head, another groan escaping his lips. Seokmin noticed this one sounded more optimistic than the last; another thing Seokmin found he liked about Seungkwan. “I’ll be home around 7, I guess. By the time class lets out and I catch the bus-.”

“I’ll be sure to have it ready by then.” Seokmin patted his friend on the shoulder. “You should get going before you’re late to class.”

“What are your plans for the afternoon?” Seokmin shrugged, finally rising from his seat and slinging his bag over his shoulder.  

“I’m thinking maybe I’ll study in the library for a little while before I head home.” Seungkwan nodded, eyes sparkling. “I want to try and get as much work as I can done this week so I can focus on my lines.” 

“That’s right. The play is coming up. When do auditions start?”

“Next week.” Seokmin pulled the rolled-up paper from the side of his bag, unraveling it to show a beautifully decorated flyer. The bright colors and symbols were meant to attract new eyes to the play. “I still have a few more lines to get.”

“I’m sure you’ll do fine,” Seungkwan assured. “You always nail your auditions!”

Seokmin’s beaming smile fell to a half-one again. His cheeks flushed a pretty pink at the compliment. “You think?” he asked.

“Of course! Must I remind you that I was the one who made a very detailed sign last year?” No, Seungkwan didn’t. Nobody would forget the gaudy thing, made with makeshift items one would find at the local craft store and glued onto a large piece of paper that Seungkwan waved from the back of the theatre like one of those leaf fans used to cool down an ancient emperor.

“I dunno. I’m kind of nervous this time.”

“Then go run lines to yourself like the loveable weirdo you are, and I’ll see you back at the house.”

“Oh, haha.” Seokmin frowned, though he couldn’t stay mad at Seungkwan’s playful smile. “Bye, Kwannie.” Seokmin waved his friend off down the path, the education building nestled nicely between the theater building Seokmin just left and the science building. Seokmin watched until Seungkwan turned up the steps, eyes seeming to beam as a few friends waved him over. Seokmin watched as they latched onto him, the group chatting as they disappeared behind a turned corner.

Seokmin liked that his friends had friends. When his friends had friends, it meant Seokmin was simply that: another friend. 

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         The library was usually bustling right after the last set of afternoon classes ended, and Seokmin made his way in, bag at his side and headphones pressed into his ears. He liked the smell of the library, always a sweet scent like vanilla or cinnamon that made one feel they were in a bakery, more than in a library full of old books. Seokmin didn’t mind though. Setting the bag down, he pulled out a laptop, turned it on, and watched the blue light assault his eyes so hard he had to squint for a second. Careful fingers glided along the mouse pad, opening up a half-completed essay on a modern play and how it compared to the original. Seokmin chose Mama Mia! because, of course, he did. He’d seen the American movie millions of times with his sister and mother, and the play in Gangnam just as many times. He could write this essay in his sleep….so why was it only halfway done? Seokmin took a few silent minutes to skim through what he had already written, comparisons of Sophie’s musical portrayal compared to that of American actress Amanda Seyfried being the bulk of the first page. Seokmin pursed his lips together, eyes scanning line by line until he reached the end of the essay. Two out of four pages were completed. And it was due by tomorrow.. Seokmin leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest.

         Seokmin liked studying the lines of plays more than he liked writing about plays, so when he ended up with the script in his hand for the upcoming school musical, XCalibur, a story of King Arthur, he wasn't surprised. Seokmin had read the story in school because what angsty teenager didn’t, and he loved the idea of challenging himself with the role of the lead. Flipping through the script, he scanned the blue-highlighted lines. Beside each chunk of Arthur’s lines, he scribbled a few notes and ideas for how he wanted to portray himself. Or, well, how the director would want him to be portrayed. His lips quietly mouthed the lines, nose scrunching when Arthur was disgusted and eyes widening when he was shocked. When someone at the next table coughed, Seokmin froze, his lips stopping mid-lip-synced sentence. His head turned towards the sound, locking eyes with a blonde girl whose hair was tugged into two tight braids. Her glasses that sat atop her nose were pushed up just slightly, allowing Seokmin to briefly catch her eyes, which studied him. He could feel his eyebrows raised as he sat frozen in a stunned expression, lips parted slightly. The sight of this girl glaring daggers into him for a mere second was enough to get him to turn back to the script, face completely resetting back to normal. Was she sick? Why was she in the library if she was sick, though? That’s not very sanitary…Seokmin felt panic bubble in his chest. Seokmin flipped his script closed and shoved it in his bag. 

He would save running lines for home, less coming across like one of those ‘weirdos’ Seungkwan mentioned.

        If he wasn’t going to write his essay…or study his lines…what else could one do in the library? Read, of course. Seokmin traveled up the steps to the second level, immediately catching sight of different people huddled around tables and on computers as they attempted to get their work done. A few were lounging on big, comfy chairs and simply reading. He looked around for a minute, scanning the different options. Seokmin liked to read about romance. Seokmin liked romance, period. There was something about seeing the progression of two people who were once strangers coming together and forming a new timeline, one that intertwined with each other in ways they may or may not have imagined. 

         Eyes darted from top shelf to bottom, at the spines of various books hoping to stand out among the sea of other romance novels. Seokmin didn’t care; he’d read them all. Reaching up, Seokmin took hold of one that caught his eye. A deep red cover with the outline of two rings sitting on top of one another, supporting one another in what looked like an empty void otherwise. The title ‘P for perfect’ was written in English and Korean, as well as the author. Seokmin flipped through the pages for a second, taking in the few words and short blurbs that he could as pages whirred by his eyes, before tucking it under his arm and leaving a book-shaped hole in the shelf where he pulled it. Seokmin pursed his lips, studying the hole for a second before sliding all of the books down just a tad and closing it up. “There.” He whispered. That hole would have eventually led to books falling over due to the mere weight the others. Seokmin liked knowing they were secure. 

         As he walked down the aisle just a bit more, reaching a wide lounging area, he caught more individuals buried in their books to study, a similar sight regardless of where in the library he looked. He caught sight of one person in particular sitting at a seat alone, not studying but instead sitting beside a large stack of papers. Seokmin couldn’t explain why he wanted to stare – maybe he was a weirdo, and that’s why the girl from downstairs was looking at him funny – but he stood behind one of the walls of books and watched the male press the tip of a red pen to his lips. His brows were furrowed, deep in thought at whatever he was reading. His hair was just barely hiding Seokmin from seeing his side profile, light brown hair hanging in front of his face until a hand came up and tucked the strands behind his ear. He….was fucking gorgeous! A nose that fell to a perfect point, and wide eyes that seemed focused on the task before him. Lips covering the tip of that red pen protruded slightly, looking as if he were almost chewing down on the writing utensil.

Seokmin liked a lot of things….and this guy’s side profile was now one of them.  

Pen pressed to paper finally, allowing the man’s lips to press together once again as he scribbled away. Seokmin finally retreated when the male looked up, light brown locks swaying a bit. Seokmin couldn’t see, but it seemed someone else was calling for him. Waving his head in acknowledgment, Seokmin watched Brown-Locks stand up and stuff his papers in his bag before heading towards the figure he knew was blocked by the bookshelf before him. When the man was out of his sight, Seokmin stepped into view, his book held tightly to his chest.

I wonder if he saw me at all. Seokmin thought to himself, though he was unsure if he’d like that or not.

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         Seokmin liked to cook, but he was neither good nor bad at it. He knew basic recipes his mother taught him when he was younger and learned some new ones off the internet. Seungkwan helped sometimes, but Seokmin liked the sight of his friend’s eyes sparkling when he took the first bite of his food.

         “It’s delicious, Hyung.” Seungkwan always beams; thus Seokmin always finds himself pressed against the kitchen counter making sure that the rice finishes cooking at the same time that the pork finishes grilling. He doesn’t mind, though. Seungkwan has always made sure he was a good roommate. He has from the time they were in the dorms until this year when they decided to get one of the apartments just off campus in hopes of a little more freedom. The rent being pretty cheap, even without the discount they gave to students attending school nearby, meant it wasn’t the most spacious, but it had what two college students in their twenties who yearned for a bit more freedom required. A kitchen, two bedrooms, and their own little laundry space tucked neatly into the corner. What they saved by cheapening out on the rent they used to keep their pantry filled with snacks and goodies, the perfect spot that the duo found themselves graviating towards for a snack during those late night study sessions. It was their own permanent sleep over and Seokmin liked that. It was exactly what he needed.

         The clock read 6:15 when Seokmin next looked at it, and he looked down at the spread he had been preparing since he arrived home. Once dinner was done, and Seungkwan offered to do the dishes, Seokmin could sit on the couch with a snack and-.

         Bzzzzt. Bzzt.

         Seokmin peeled his eyes from the clock just long enough to feel the vibration of his phone from his back pocket. With a quick cleaning of his rice-covered hands, he flipped open his phone. Kwannie followed by a string of orange emoji appeared on his phone. Without missing a beat, Seokmin opened the phone and pressed it to his ear. “Hey!” He beamed.

         “Ah, hey….” Immediately, Seokmin felt his smile falter and his other hand drop to his side. His stomach did a flip that made him want to hurl. “Seokmin-Hyung, listen. I don’t know if I’ll make it home for dinner after all.” 

         “O-oh.” Seokmin muttered.

         “I’m sorry. My friends invited me to the library to get the rest of this project done and I need all the help I can get. I think there are some books I need to get at the library, too.” Seungkwan sighed. “I’m so sorry.” Hearing Seungkwan’s amplified apology burned Seokmin’s ears, and he toyed with one of the loops in his jeans.

         “Sorry?” he asked. “Why are you sorry?” Seokmin looked down at the rice cooling down. “You need to finish your project, after all.”

         “Do you want to come back and join us for dinner? I’ll pay!”

         “No, no. Go have fun with your friends.” He assured. “I’ll save you some leftovers for tomorrow, that’s all.”

         “Are you sure?” his voice was soft, shaky, almost bordering embarrassed.

         “Sure,” Seokmin assured. “I can’t eat all of this by myself.” He giggled. “Go get your work done for your presentation. That’s…much more important.”

         Seungkwan must have caught Seokmin’s delay because he paused a second before replying. “Okay. Thank you, Hyung. I’m sorry it’s so last minute. I promise I’ll make it up to you!”

         “Make it up to me by getting an A, how about that.” Seokmin heard a breathy chuckle from his friend. “Just let me know when you’re headed home, yeah? And be safe.”

         “Right. I’ll see you later on tonight, then.” Seokmin hummed, quickly slapping his phone shut, and tossed it onto the couch behind him. He winced when he heard it bounce off the plush surface and onto the floor, the echo reverberating into the room.

“Shit….” He turned back to the meal before him, just barely done and ready to be served. Seokmin allowed the clinking of metal silverware and plates to fill the silence in the apartment as he fixed the settings on the table from two to one. Nestling into his seat, Seokmin looked down at the spread. “It’s for school…” He said to himself, picking up the bowl of rice. He reached his chopsticks forward for some grilled pork, mixing the two and sticking it into his mouth. He hoped if it was filled with food, it wouldn’t utter anything else. He had to finish his project. It’s understandable….

When Seokmin felt his eyes prick with tears, a sleeved arm came and caught them, pressing against his eyes so hard that for a second he saw stars. With a few deep breaths, he lowered his arm and stuck another bite of dinner in his mouth.

As he chewed, he knew the food was delicious. It was the same recipe he always used. However, the emptiness from across the little table in the kitchen made him question his cooking ability for a second.

Seokmin hated broken promises. But…maybe this wouldn’t have happened if the girl at the library didn’t think Seokmin looked like such a weirdo rehearsing lines. A domino effect it seems. 

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         Seokmin was sipping a glass of water, his new library book propped open as Seungkwan made his presence known. Seokmin turned his head as the brunette strolled in. Despite their red strain, most likely from hours of staring at a computer, Seungkwan’s eyes were beaming as he strolled in. It was as if he won the lottery. Seokmin checked the time: 11:00.

         “Hyung-.” Seungkwan beamed almost immediately when he saw Seokmin sitting there. “You’ll never guess what happened tonight.”

         Seeing Seungkwan’s excitement made Seokmin’s own smile form on his face, a chameleon blending in with his surroundings. He closed his book, making sure to mark the page for later. Seungkwan practically swan dove onto the couch, sitting with his legs crossed as he turned to his taller roommate. “What happened? Did you get your work done?”

         “Mhm.” Seungkwan seemed proud. “But that’s not all. Guess who ended up coming to the study group?” Seokmin cocked an eyebrow, silently prompting Seungkwan to share. “Chwe Hansol!”

         Immediately, Seokmin recalled the name. A boy in two of Seungkwan’s previous education classes. This one too, it seems. “Aaah.” A grin of intrigue broke on Seokmin’s face. “Really?”

         “Yeah. I didn’t think he was coming but apparently, he got invited last minute, too.” Seungkwan’s eyes sparkled, and Seokmin could have sworn he saw hearts forming in his friend’s pupils. “He was helping me with my translations for some of the articles. Did I tell you that he was born in New York?”

         “You did.” 

         “Yeah, so he speaks fluent English and has his Korean citizenship.” Seungkwan sighed, bliss filling his lungs and exhaling right into Seokmin’s face. “He’s just so cool.”

         “Oooo.” Seokmin smiled. “Is there perhaps a confession of love soon?”   

         “Whaaaaat? Hyung, no, no. I don’t know if he’s into that. He’s pretty to himself.” Seokmin smiled as his friend's cheeks grew redder and redder the more he talked. “I mean. I don’t know if he’s not not into guys like that. I didn’t ask.”

         “Well, there’s your problem.”

         “But I barely know him,” Seungkwan added. “I don't think that’s good first conversation talk. ‘Hey, you’re really cute. Are you gay?’” Seokmin nodded in acknowledgement. 

         “Fair point. No use running right out of the gate. But, now that you two have some kind of connection you should feel it out. Tonight is the first time you had an interaction with him outside of staring at him in class.” Seungkwan giggled shyly. “Just get to know him more and see if he’s something you want to spend time with, and not just…well, you know-.” Seokmin paused a second, lips tugged together as he figured out how to phrase the rest of his sentence.

         “…Fuck?” Seungkwan asked.

         “Yeah, I guess.” The duo laughed. “Just see what kind of guy he is and see if that matches what you’re looking for. If you don’t do that, then you’ll end up either screwing up royally, or heartbroken, or both.”

         “But I get nervous when I talk to him,” Seungkwan said. “Like tonight, he reached out and pointed to an English sentence to translate to me. He was this close-.” Seungkwan squeezed his thumb and pointer finger together until there was barely a centimeter between them. “I felt like I wanted to curl up and die. I don’t even think I spoke like an actual human in that moment.” 

         “You’ll get more comfortable. If he’s as cool as you say he is, then you’ll find your groove to talk to him. If not-.” Seokmin shrugged. “There’s plenty of others out there. You’re definitely someone to be sought after, no question.”   

         “Aww, thanks, Hyung.” Seungkwan sounded hopeful and relieved, which caused those feelings to parallel in Seokmin. “You’re always so good to talk to.”  

         “I try,” Seokmin confessed. “But it’ll all work out, so don’t stress much anymore. You should go to sleep if you have to give that presentation tomorrow.”

         “Oh, you’re right! I’m so tired.” Seungkwan sighed. “I don’t think I’ve done that much reading and studying in a while.” 

         “I’m sure. Want tea or something before you turn in?”

         “Nah. I’m okay.” Seungkwan smiled, his face now catching up with the rest of him as he yawned. “I’ll make breakfast tomorrow, okay?” he hummed. Seokmin’s smile dropped a bit, but not enough to make someone notice. Seungkwan’s eyes were half closed already, so he might not have. “Goodnight, Hyung.” He waved before retreating into his room, closing the door behind him.

         Seokmin rested against the back of the couch once more, setting his library book on his lap. He looked down at it, thumbing the cover. When he touched the picture of the rings, he pressed his thumb against it, as if somehow the cool metal would rip through the cover and press into his hand. No luck, his thumb just turned a bit white and he lifted it back up, allowing the blood to flow back to the digit. It was past 11, most likely almost 12, and Seokmin knew he too had to head to bed. Rising from his spot, he set his book on the end table and headed into his own room.

         Seokmin’s Wicked poster loomed over his bed as if it were watching over his most prized possessions as they sat comfortably on his mattress. Plushies. Seokmin. Loved. Plushies. He closed the door behind him, and it felt as if his little squishy friends greeted him, all with warm smiles to see him return after a long day. None of them thought he was a weirdo, and if they did, they couldn’t talk so they could never say so.

         Seokmin crawled under the covers of his blanket, shuffling the few plush toys to either the headboard or the footrest, while others simply scattered around his bed. He hummed, nestling his head into his pillow and looking over at his newly acquired stuffed ravioli plush. Seungkwan and he found it during their most recent outing, and Seokmin almost flew out of his shoes when he saw the little guy staring at him from the window of a nearby shop. The smile on his face hurt long after he gave the confused and possibly concerned older woman his credit card and carried the ravioli plush out the door absolutely beaming the whole way to the car. 

         Seokmin knew tomorrow he had a lot of stuff to do, such as finish his essay on Mama Mia!, and get those last few chunks of blue highlighted lines memorized before his audition. He also knew that tomorrow’s breakfast would be taken care of, and waiting for him in the morning.

         Will it be?

         Seokmin closed his eyes, his hand secured around his little ravioli pal as he slowly began drifting off to sleep.

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         “You know, maybe if you weren’t such a crazy fucking bitch, we wouldn’t be here right now!”

         “Oh, fuck you! You always find some way to try and blame this on me. Do you fucking hear yourself right now?!

         “All I hear is you yapping away like you always do!”

         enough…

         “You literally don’t even care about me, or this family, or anyone! You only care about yourself and what’s at the end of a fucking bottle! Do we mean nothing to you?!”

         “Keep fucking running your mouth. Keep doing it, Lord knows you love to hear yourself talk!”

         stop…

         “Someone has to keep talking or else all you’ll hear in that little head of yours is your fucking mind!”

         please….

         The sound of a loud banging made Seokmin’s eyes fly open, and he immediately sat up in bed. The force of his movements sent all of his plush toys flying onto the floor, except for the ravioli plush that he kept in a fucking vice grip. It took a second for Seokmin’s eyes to register where he was, silhouettes of his dresser and his end table looking like boxy ghosts until his brain assured him it was just furniture. His heart was pounding in his chest, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get himself to stop feeling like he was drowning in the deepest part of the sea, with cinder blocks wrapped around his ankles.

         Finally, his ears picked up something muffled from the other end of a very thin wall.

         “Get the fuck out of my sight!”

         “I’m not going anywhere. If it wasn’t for my paycheck, you’d be living on the fucking street and you know it!”

         Oh…..this again.

         Seokmin looked up at the wall as if it would allow him to see through it. The neighbors were fighting yet again. It was muffled, but their anger was as evident as ever. Seokmin could hear it clear as day, and he considered that a curse.

         Seokmin hated unexpected loud noises. He hated the sound of screams, and guttural anger from one person to the next. He hated the sound of banging on walls, the slamming of doors, and the breaking of expensive glass.

         “I’ll fucking leave and you’ll never see me or the kids ever again!”

         “Go then! Leave!”

         He hated the sound of empty threats because eventually they would not be so empty.

         Seokmin turned towards his end table – not a boxy ghost – and reached forward, pulling open the drawer and pulling out a white pair of headphones. There was a significantly tight knot in the middle that he couldn’t undo no matter how many times his long fingers desperately fumbled with it. His hands were trembling, which meant no matter how many times he tried, he couldn’t get the headphone cord into the port on his phone. Each second that passed where this loudness entered his ears made his heart beat faster, and his adrenaline started pumping.

When he heard the sound of a muffled baby cry, Seokmin felt that familiar pricking sensation in the corner of his eyes. Finally, the adaptor connected with his phone, and he frantically pressed the white triangle that awaited him on his home screen. Within seconds, music flooded his ears and drowned out the fighting in the apartment over.

         Seokmin saw a light turn on in the living room, and a shadow travel past his door. Seungkwan was awake….he could handle it. He may be the younger of the two, but he always handled it.

         He was the one who could handle it.

         Seokmin fell back onto the bed, eyes glued to the ceiling. His hand patted at his side for his ravioli plush, and when he connected with it, he squeezed it to his chest. Exhaling, Seokmin squeezed his eyes closed. He needed to go back to sleep….he couldn’t remember what he was dreaming about, but he hoped that whatever it was, it was better than what was happening in real life. It was a 50/50 chance every time. A flip of a coin that had a smile on one side and a frown on the other.

         Seokmin knew the coin landed on the frowny face when behind his eyelids, a familiar girl with blonde braids shot daggers at him from her seat. Did she still think he was a weirdo? Did she think that in the first place?

         Go practice your lines in the library like the [redacted] weirdo you are.

         I probably did look like such a weirdo. He thought to himself, pressing his face into the back of his plush. He liked how soft it felt on his face, like a comforting one-sided hug.        

Seokmin liked a lot of things, but he hated so many more. 

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[spaciebabie]

i fucking hate the new way notifs look its so cluttered and instead of my neurons activating when i see the little mutual icon its just brain overstimulation. its a sea of similar looking notifs. i cant even tell the difference between the Following You and Mutuals signifier as im scrolling it all bleeds 2gether.

[crippling-pages]

the grandest game review (chapters 1-24) p.1

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

I GOT IT EEEE

holy shit is it good

so far i am LOVING lrya omg but her name is pronounced lee-ra??? what???

anyways her mom omg her mom is an author and shes writing enemies to lovers rn??? DUDEEE her mama is an icon already

ALSO!! the prologue in rohan's pov?? YES THANK YOU

him giving the stray dog a steak omg HE'S A DOG PERSON IDC WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS

im eating all my rohan crumbs rn there arent gonna be many chapters of him *wheeze*

ANYWAYS MOVING ON Lyra is a sweetheart for wanting to drop out of college for her parents and help ugh i love it when the mcs love their caring parents <3 good feel

moving on my girly GIGI <3 i love her so much omg.

She's gonna crack at one point and tell Savannah about their dad, bursting into tears I just now it.

WOAH. BRADY?! WHAT ABOUT SLATE GIG??!?!?!?!?!

OooHMM Gig and Odette?? Hmmmmm

ROHANNN HJMMMMMMM no but he's actually so freaking smart-

GASP SAV AND ROHAN ARE ALONEEEE

PROTECTIVE OLDER BRO GRAYSON BABY WOOOOOOOOOOO

did- did he call her love? AHHH GUYS ITS CANON I KNEW IT HE CALLS HER LOVE HEHEHEHEH <3

thomas... geez omg lyra my baby

sav telling lyra to ignore rohan is so real (sav is down bad for him)

lrya is bi.

KNOX. KNOX GET AWAY FROM GIG!! D:< GET *slaps* AWAY!

Nash ToT He just knows that he aint gonna win... he probably wont.

wait does rohan have a last name?-

The-the babies? THE BABIES OH JENNIFER LYNN BARNES WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

is libby pregnant omg

wait how did Rohan know this- how much stalking did you do bro-

moving forworder A MASQUERADE BALLLLLLLLL EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

omg avery seeing lrya in the library- hint hint~

no but rohan and lyra would be such a good friendship duo

WOAH Xander asking Lyra to dance??? Hmm maybe trying to make a certain hawthorne brother jealous??

STOP Xander and Lyra are besties now thats it

AHH AVERUYJAMESON<3

wait omg i just realized; Xander and Avery = Gigi and Lyra GASP friendships

HA XANDER'S PLAN WORKED YALL GRAY IS JELLY AND DANCING WITH LYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

avery omg i love her SOOOOOOO MUCH <3

no but she's right omg you should dance on the beach at least once in your life time

hold up; spying gigi also new character called calla who is pressumed dead/missing... hmmmm

back to rohan <3

ODETTE MY QUEEN she's actually going to be a mother figure to rohan, jlb told me

KJHUGYTFRD ROHAN YOU SMARTY PANTSS Pffff hehehehehe figuring it out so quick...

oh look savannah is right after you hhhmmmmmmm

GASP ROHAN IS BLEEDING!! SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE QUICK QUICK!

oooo he and sav are locked in a room together?? Hmmmm

teammates???

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS LIKE WITH THE DIAMONDS AND THE HEARTS AND STUFF ON THE CARDS

Rohan and Savannah had the time symbol to theyre teammates, and Lyra and Gray and Odette must have the same and that leaves Gigi, Knox and Brady...

oh boy grayson isn't going to like that his sisters are alone with guys man ToT

THIS BOOK IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good so far omg i love it so much. im trying my best to hold back reading it all at once because i want to savior it

ANYWAYS im gonna be thinking about for the rest of night

ADIOS <3

[diagonal-queen]

thungo thursday pt2

ep 6 (put it under a cut because this one is LONG)

fukuchi be like 'the agency couldn't possibly be smart enough to- oh wait nvm i forgot ranpo existed lol' like more than once and i think that is testament to the fact that RANPO BEST BOY

'have you forgotten? we're terrorists' ICONIC BEHAVIOUR

man and i complain about doing one 37 hour work week. after this one week the agency needs to take a NAP. AND THE MAFIA TOO. imagine there's like just no criminal activity or anything for like three days and everyone's like ?? but on day 4 atsushi and akutagawa are fighting to the death at the port and everyone is like 'ah. business as usual' lmaoooo

omg every time the hunting dogs song comes on i get so hyped lmao im like yESSS ACTION

'that man, that demon, the evillest most scawy man ever in the world....etc etc' and its just some guy doing the most coy babygirl pose a guy can possibly do

wait DAZAI WHAT DID YOU DO. HOW DID YOU DO IT

taneda btw deserved none of this he was just some nice old dude and then sigma fucking stabbed him lmao

dazai is like the personification of the perjury mechanic in drv3. 'go on lie. you gotta. lie now. cmon pussy you wont'

OH MY GOD CHUUYA

my god fyozai is so fucking babygirl. also wdym dazai?? if the two of you were the last ones on earth you should just have gay sex. its not that hard smh

oh no dazai falled down through the flore

OH MY GOD MYKOLA AND SIGMA

BESTIE??

BESTIE?????

BESTIE????????????????

BESTIE??????????????????????

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dm me if you want to receive a free 2min audio file of me laughing about this (i have a headache from laughing. my throat fucking hurts so bad. i'm pretty sure it's actually bleeding. my eyes are moist with tears. BESTIE???????)

do you even needa ask why i'm here?? ⭐️❤️☺️ *voice drops 6 octaves* i'm here to murder you 👹👹👹

and then after that fyodor was just like 'teehee he's so romantic x' like bro

dazai: *turns to the camera like he's on the office* waow

i love mykola's little laugh it's so silley

omg they're actually animating him so well. bones must've seen the reception from s4 and decided to step it up 💀

dazai and fyodor are simultaneously evil grown men and bimbo highschool girls and it's such a look. 'omg ur friends are so cute <3' 'omg right???' also mykola my beloved i want to be yours forever pls

i love how bram's acting all tough like aya can't just open the casket and leave and render him thoroughly powerless lmao

omg the official anime aya and bram sillies begin. we've been waiting for this for months folks so far so good

it was already pretty funny that aya is carrying bram like a backpack but actually seeing her running with him on her back is like a billion times funnier especially since this shit is life or death. but she just got a whole entire vampire on her back no problem sjhsksjssjhj

sigma: watashi wa shiguma me: fucking superb you funky little toddler

imagine if it was a fucking prank this whole time and mykola just injected them with a slow-working sedative or something that would be so funny. like all of this for nothing sksjksjsjks and then he just stabs fyodor or something the end. boom world save

oh ok nvm the vampires can talk just fine i guess lmao. also i genuinely cant tell if im supposed to be taking this episode seriously or not. one second people are being brutally slaughtered next moment silley little guys??? such is the way of bsd i guess

'you're a failure of a woman' my dude she is literally 10 years old she is nowhere close to being a woman shut your misogynistic ass up lmao

OKAY BECAUSE ok ok listen i was wondering what music they were gonna use for bram and when i heard the ending music i was like 'ok a little anticlimactic but i understand' and then it TRANSITIONED into the ACTUAL ENDING??? 10/10

hehe. bestie

[vxmpyrate]

intro post to vxmp-irate’s blog !!

my name is aster :3

18, bigender + queer, he/she pronouns

i like to post fanart and oc art, also i love to write so occasionally i’ll post something that has to do with my writing

i use procreate for my art, and i often use mellon_soup as a reference for poses, but all art is my own

socials -

instagram: vxmpyrate (art)

tiktok: vxmpyrate (edits and art)

twt: vxmpyrate (random - sometimes art)

pinterest: astirial (some art and boards)

ao3: vxmpirate (a few fics)

fandoms i’m in

VLD

gravity falls

hermitcraft/life series

OFMD

deltarune/undertale

the hunger games

a bunch of random animanga

also mxtx

if you’re in these fandoms pls interact !

about my characters…

i have a handful of ocs, and i love them all so dearly so here’s a bit about them:

z - he/him pronouns, bisexual, my persona, and a huge asshole but he’s the oc i draw the most so i love him heart, always bleeding out of his mouth cuz hes dumb and gets in fights, also self proclaimed midwestern emo

axel - z’s boyfriend, he/they pronouns, gay, huge space nerd and obsessed with the past (he strictly listens to pre-2010 music)

phoebe - she/they pronouns, bisexual, blonde, also kinda a persona (but in a “omg shes so me” way, not in a “i designed her to be me” way), she’s super into early 2000s culture, a bit of a y2k baddie

vix - they/she/he pronouns, lesbian, phoebe’s dumbass girlfriend, punk and goth, he is a musician!

jesse - they/he pronouns, unlabeled icon, designed them as a character for a school assignment and ran with it, they cover their fucked-upness with humor, originally designed as a phoenix shapeshifter, but the idea was scrapped

juniper - he/she pronouns, also unlabeled lol, jesse’s partner, my final of the persona ocs, i use juniper whenever i am making a self insert oc for something, and she started off as a kitsune shapeshifter (idea was scrapped)

and lastly, i have a story about characters who are given special powers through their birthstones. i’ve had the story for a while, but the characters are really really important to me and my art, so i draw them a lot. here’s just a small description of all of them:

noé, garnet, they/them

zoey, amethyst, she/they

jade, aquamarine, she/her

damien, diamond, he/him

emery, emerald, they/them

garret, pearl, he/they

lucy, ruby, she/he

liam, peridot, he/him

erik, sapphire, he/him

ophelia, opal, he/she/they

cecile, citrine, she/her

sophia, topaz, she/her

- i tend to refer to them as the names of their birthstones (ex. i call lucy ‘ruby’ way more than i call her lucy) but their birth names are all still used in the canon story i have set for them

closing thoughts

if you like my art, and are interested in any of the fandoms im in, or in any of my characters, feel free to follow me ^_^ i’ll be posting way more than i have in the past (which is.. never) and i’m so excited to be sharing my art with all of you

i do art as a hobby, but it really really helps me express my thoughts and joys and its a great way for me to share my interests, so i’m really looking forward to this blog

ok bye!

[unohanabbygirl]

Thanks for tagging me babes ☺️ @sapphireblueye

How many works do you have on A03?

7! Five multi-chaptered and two oneshots

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

481,884 (I honestly thought it was more)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

HOTD, specifically Lucemond with some background pairings.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Forget me not

2. Hiding in plain sight

3. Fill my bleeding heart

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! However my timing is always so bad and it makes me feel shitty but I’m the sort of person who needs some time to think out what I wanna say + I get distracted very easily and forget to do so until weeks later. My responses are horribly late but my words are genuine.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hm, I guess it would be by latest oneshot featuring corpse queen Luke with a very mentally unwell Aemond. Very sad.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

The ending isn’t published yet since the story won’t be completed for a while but Hiding in plain sight should be my happiest ending according to my plans. Crazy, I know.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I wouldn’t say I receive outright hate. Maybe a few backhanded responses every once in a while but it’s rare.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

YES! Very emotional, 9/10 there will be tears shed while they fuck nasty.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one

Sadly no. I don’t think I’m the type of person who could pull off clashing two different universes and their characters together. It’s a difficult thing to write in my opinion and the handful of crossovers I’ve downloaded so i’ll never lose them are god-tier. Takes a lot of talent me thinks.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge 🧐

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes. Its translated in spanish

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Nope. My process is a very long drawn out one that I don’t want to stress anyone out with while trying to work alongside me. Sometimes it’ll take me weeks or even months to get a chapter out. Im looking at you FMBH.

However I wouldn’t be co-writing something small if the plot interests me. Maybe four chapters or so? Idk

14. What's your all-time favourite ship

IchiRuki (bleach) and Braime. Samdean is a big one too.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Interesting enough I started a WIP when Lucemond was still new so around December-ish. It’s a dragon shifter AU but I don’t know where to take it so she’ll probably never see the light of day. Lol

16. What are your writing strengths?

Conveying emotions I think. Probably because i’ve been down the depression and crappy self image rabbit hole enough to express it in my works. Internal monologue is also one I’m good at.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing! Omg my pacing is ass. Everything is either too slow or too fast which leads to so much re-editing to get it all flowing in an appropriate time.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I don’t do it because google translate isnt very accurate most of the time and language is so important. If I do feel writing dialogue in another language is that important i’ll ask someone who speaks it to help.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Well…does the shitty fic I wrote about Edward/Bella/Jacob in seventh grade count? Because if not then Lucemond it is lol

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Forget me not. She’s an icon, what can I say.

Tagging; @handsome-wise-strong @armonial

[jewishrizahawkeye]

hi it's me again (gift exchange anon), so sorry for the delay I kept meaning to follow up but you know how it is 😭

I'm lowkey invested in royai now, you're telling me that they never went canon? also what musicians other than taylor and fob do you like 👀

omg hi! it’s okay i’m so bad at responding lol.

but so royai, they’re not explicitly canon. but arakawa. the author, put a lot of details in that implies more is going on and their relationship is very deep. there’s a detail that rizas grandfather is general grumman, a mentor to roy in the military (also note rizas dad was roy’s alchemy mentor when they were growing up), and at one point before roy is transferred to central along with the rest of team mustang, general grumman asks roy to repay him by making his GRANDDAUGHTER the future first lady of amestris since roy’s plan is to become the fuhrer. roy says not to jump the gun. there’s details of roy ahd riza have a secret way of communicating that we do see when riza is transferred to work with fuhrer king bradley, cause roy was being to nosy so bradley said BACK OFF and relocated his entire team but kept riza as a hostage to get him to play nice (royai assigned divorce by the fuhrer) and roy responded by staging a coup on the government (he did this for multiple reasons. i’m making a joke), at one point roy calls riza after he buys a shit ton of flowers (don’t ask it’s a joke/plot relevant) and he hears something in her tone that makes him ask “WHATS WRONG?” (riza was just threatened by pride, again these two aren’t the main characters and there’s so much explanation im glossing over) and she responds with nothing but mentions to her dog that “he always knows what to say when i’m down” (or something along those lines, my manga is upstairs and i’m not walking up to grab it now so bare with me), during a bonus chapter that’s canon we see roy go on one of his “dates” with his informant (he has a womanizer facade and goes on dates with woman that gather intel and they’re implied to work for roy’s paternal aunt/foster mother who runs a brothel/informant buisness WHO HERSELF HAS CONNECTIONS TO GENERAL GRUMMAN, AGAIN RIZAS GRANDFATHER) and in this chapter he’s noted as being lazy (also apart of his facade but i like to headcanon him as having adhd like me anc this chapter is something i like to use) but he is notoriously known for not doing or finishing work but he finishes EVERYTHING in time to leave on time to go on his date BUT THEN RIZA WALTZ IN with a huge ass stack of papers that would take him hours to get through and says he needs to finish it all before leaving MEANING HE’D MISS HIS DATE but roy (in true adhd fashion) powers through it in like 15 minutes and goes on the date then riza goes down to the rifle range and instead of taking her training rifle takes her actual one and shoots the targets (implying she’s taking her frustrations out, i didn’t know how to phrase that. bare with me im tired), riza says she’ll shoot roy in the back if he ever starts from his goal of restoring peace and democracy (this is where the ICONIC “i’d follow you into hell if you ask me to” comes in) to the country and during a confrontation where she THREATENS HIM WITH DOING IT he asks what SHE’D do if she shot him (basically trying to call her bluff) but she then flat out says that if she shoots him she’ll kill herself after the smoke had settled on that day (it’s the promised day) and he comes down from his fucking insanity DISARMS himself by taking off his gloves and lowers her gun and apologizes to her, then like thirty minutes later the bad guys are like “hey roy, you need to do human transmutation to be a sacrifice. so do it.” and he’s like “no.” SO THEY SLICE RIZAS THROAT and say “okay, do it or she fucking dies” AND THIS GUY US SERIOUSLY CONSIDERING IT BUT DOESNT CAUSE RIZA GLARES AT HIM WHILE BLEEDING OUT AND LATER HE SAYS LIKE “i’ve known you long enough to know that look. ‘if you do human transmution, i’ll shoot you’” (riza also says to the doctor who’s saying she’ll die that “i won’t die, im under strict orders not to die.” BECAYSE EARLIER ROY SAID THEIR ORDERS WERENT TO DIE!),

(had to start a new paragraph cause apparently there’s a paragraph limit on tumblr???) BUT THEN ROY IS FORCED THROUGH THE PORTAL OF TRUTH AND LOSES HIS EYESIGHT SO DURING THE FINAL BATTLE WHERE HES SHOOTING FIRE HE IS HOKDING ONTO RIZA WHO IS ALSO HOLDING ONTO HIM CAUSE THEYRE BOTH INJURED AND SHES HIS LITERAL EYESIGHT AND TELLING HIM WHERE TO SHOOT CAUSE SHE TRUSTS HIM RHAT FUCKING MYCH AND *screams*

but yeah, they don’t end up together canonically because when someone asked arakawa if they’d get married, or something like that, she says “i can’t have them be married because then they couldn’t be surpior/subordinate.” which is insane if her to say cause she’s never not phrased them in a way like “they’re not together” but like “they can’t be together officially”. so they’re not canon but they’re heavily implied as canon and are, i think, the most popular ship for the show on ao3 (actively going out of my way to help but am being stopped by my depression/constanly being fucking tired)

but for artists it’s mainly just what everyone else here listens to! maisie, olivia, gracie, sabrina, grace enger, also have been getting into chappell roan and muna recently!!!!

[the-hellion-studio]

Bendy and the Dark Revival thoughts: Luke Rambles

So, I finished the game yesterday ! Pretty neutrally positive thoughts overall !

I didn't get in excpecting anything, BatDR became more of a running joke in my mind more than anything, so I really struggled to get hyped for the VERY SUDDEN release date announcement. I was pleasantly surprised of the game's weight, I was expecting something akin to the monstruous 80gb of security breach to be welcomed by a dainty 15gb which might be stupid but I like my games on the lighter side. The trailer didnt rock my nuts too much but it turned me mildly optimistic despite the absolute LACK OF SUBTITLES that I find absolutely unexcusable as it is the most basic accessibility feature you can implement both for hard of hearing folks, people with audio processing disorders, and non native english speakers that struggle with spoken english.

But besides that, maybe this game can be good, I thought.

Ill organise my own personal opinions below ill try to put all the negative after everything but im a little hater it will seep through the cracks sorry

VISUALS:

Now as a Morrowind fan I'm not too much of a graphics whore, I'll settle for anything as long as it plays nice but um. The shits bussin. They really took BATIM and faceapp filter yassified it. I guess they upgraded from a mouse to a graphic tablet. Genuinely it looks awesome. The ink is inking, the sepias are soft and really enjoyable to look at, the light effects are quite nice- although I would have enjoyed a little less flickering lights (head hurty, wouldve been nice to have a toggle so photosensitive folks can also enjoy the game but oh well) but overall it looks GOOD.

AUDIO:

Music and sound ruled !!!! I wish I could have enjoyed it fully in both ears (suffering from minor to worrying ear troubles for the time being) but I know I will whenever I can. NOT AS ICONIC as BATIM's OST but !!! Really atmospheric and fitting, excellent work once again. Voice acting was really good!!!!! LOVED the Ink Demon's voice a lot because I had a bendy ask blog in 2017 they were catering to me, the monsterfucker, specifically. Good. All the monster's voices were SOOOOOO yummy as well.

GAMEPLAY:

Yeah! Really a step up from BATIM, but without comparing the two games constantly I do think it was really enjoyable and refreshing, new abilities fitting in smoothly despite some being quite useless or rather not used to their potential, LOVED the sneak mechanic I just wish it was smoother and sneak on press rather than a toggle but ! Whatever. It was a really nice experience overall, the puzzles were fun and kept me busy !

CHARACTERS:

I love Audrey. She's really fun and I really enjoyed sharing her adventure with her shes a really nice character if anyone dares to shit on her I will mail them a large hammer on a spring inside a shoebox. Allison!!! Alice!!! Honestly big win for the cool women whose name beings with an A fandom. Betty was quite alright too. I'm genuinely glad there's more women in the game. It was nice to see previous characters as little cameos, not too fond of the new characters introduced but thatll come in the hater section.

STORY:

Eh???? It was a little confused but it was fine I guess. Didn't pay too much attention to it to be frank.

HATERISM:

Cracks knuckles. Its gonna bleed.

First of all what soured up my mood instantly was the subtitle option being absolutely incomplete. If you offer a subtitle option you should have EVERY SPOKEN WORD subtitled. No excuses for this one it pissed me off so bad. The tapes made me so upset. BATIM got it right, you had the transcript show up on the side as the tape rolled on and while you CAN access the transcripts in the inventory and play them along it breaks the flow so bad for no reason and its just a shame. No subtitles for the lost ones talking, none for the studio tour speakers either. Why is there a subtitle option at all if you're gonna half ass it like that. Accessibility matters and as I said before its THE most basic thing you can do. Do better. Also regarding accessibility/comfort but not as important but still is to me I wish remapping the controls could have been an option.

The constant fucking jumpscares really cheapened my experience as well. They leave me unphased (my brain works so slow I simply dont process anything sudden. Ennemy pops up I hit it. Theres no EUHGHHH THAT WASNT THERE BEFORE!1!!11!! Reaction) ended up jokingly predicting them before they happened, and the little ghost cunt (she did made me jump a few times) couldve been easily scrapped from the game like WHATS THE POINT. If you need to put shitty jumpscares regularly to make your horror game scary well. Maybe dont make a horror game. Not to go on a tangent but horror is SO interesting BATIM as a setting has so much to offer for the genre from uncanny designs to mind breaking non euclidian environments to ambience claustrophobia opression the ink demon tracking you down like game theres SO MUCH. Why settle for jumpscares. Begging on my hands and knees for the devs to play the two first silent hill games with a notebook on the side. But also bendy does NOT have to be a horror game!!! But whatever. Im normal now. I lied.

The whole game, while being quite good and enjoyable, felt really FULL but SHALLOW at the same time. So many new characters that get a single half listened to tape I can't give less of a crap about, notes scattered all across the levels, but none of them really stuck. I had forgotten Porter even existed half into chapter 4 which is a SHAME. One one hand it made the world feel more populated but at the same time everything felt brushed over. I wish Bendy would have been more of an actual threat more than a random little AUGHH you gotta hide!!! Every ten minutes. Dont warn me let me hear his heartbeat and let my vision go black as i walk around and realise I need to RUN for the closest miracle station. I really wish all the super cool new mechanics were used more in depth... Also they didn't make Henry fat and it makes me so enraged for no valid reason but still I will bark about it.

Dont care for the story much again it was a little blegh but I still really liked playing. Will replay it, even. I want Wilson to step on me.

[mondaymelon]

I’M FINALLY BACKLK

I blame exams

BUTTTT, UNIMPORTANT. ITS CURRENTLY 11:52 P.M. AND I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW AT 4 AM basketball practice BUT WHO CARES?! ANYWAYS, JUST WANNA SAY, IM LEARNING ALOTTA STUFF ABT YOU..AND IM AN INCH TALLER THAN YOUUUDHSHDHH I’m 5’7

- 🥦

AAAHAHH 🥦 ANON !! welcome back <33 THROWS CONFETtI AND PLACES A MINATURE PARTY HAT ON YOUR ANON ICON IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU WHEEE

adofajslkdj my exams were like a week ago... im now a week into winter break and theres only a week left of break and the moment my break ends i know for a fact that my sanity will collapse, it is not a matter of "if", but "when."

lOUD SOBS. PLEASE DONT TAKE ME BACK IM NOT READY YET I COUlDVE SWORN WINTER BREAK WAS SUPPOSED TO be lOngER WAUGHosdfjlk

aaaa we're twinning !! these days ive been consistently sleeping at 2 am so does that count. as a sleep schedule. because however messed up it is it still exists so... and why the fuck does your school start so early that cannot be fair. 4 am?? honey you should be honkmmimimiming at that time not bouncing balls ( dont take that out of context please )

this brought back memories of me playing basketball back in like 4th grade... im not too great at sports.. but i play em so itll look nice and shiny on my college apps. i mean why dribble and shoot balls (i have never made a single hoop except in like gamepigeon SOBS) when you can enjoy your skin peeling off your hands ??

silly lil fact i do crew during the fall and spring seasons and in winter do conditioning so as of now my hands are nice and not bleeding but the moment i hop back onto that boat my skin will collapse like my mental sanity during exam week <33

however pessimistic im being take it with a grain of salt because honestly rowing is the silliest and being out on the water with an actual functional and not stupid group of people who dont listen to their coxswain and talk the entire time and cant remember if theyre port or starboard and dont fucking row in time or feather their oars properly IS ACTUALLY SO FUND FDJSKLGJSLDKjf

aaa im getting off topic !! a-anon that sounds kinda creepy /j "im learning more about you" PAHHAAHHA i can just imagine you with a devious smirk .. and im sorry what you're 5'7. WOAH I FINALLY MEET SOMEONE TALLER THAN ME !! (oli doesnt count, shut.) hoooows the weather up there. /lh

[inkyquince]

Look, i know the homophobic-and-repressed-gay bully trope is bad.

but my god it can be so good if you GET it. if you UNDERSTAND.

It's the same sort of understanding when you're watching Hannibal and you're crying and bleeding for Hannigram. You know someone gets it and when someone doesnt get it. "They're toxic" thats the point. It's entertaining. It's hot. Why are you in my house.

I either love relationships like Morticia and Gomez or the fun toxic.

if its a toxic het couple, its pretty flop most of the time. why would i wanna watch marriage story, i already watched it unfold while quietly trying to finish my food at my friend's house. That's just life.

toxic gay couple, then that's just iconic. if you get it, you get it. killing eve, hannibal, leighton and I and Leighton. We're iconic toxic

can u tell ive already had some wine while im writing dol stuff?

i can

anyway, the h-a-r-g-b trope is great in the right hands, like whitney, if you play it right.

i have more thoughts when i have less red wine in my system

[autistickfigure]

r/aitgwaa (AM I THE GUY WHOS AN ASSHOLE?)

(Reddit icon) anonymous1234

aita for "ruining" this kids life?

i (2 billion, m) have never met this guy (i honestly have no idea how old he is, m) but he keeps insisting that we have a history. i was made before forgetting was even invented, so i think i would know if that were the case. he tried to refer to me for a job interview and obviously i said i didnt know him and he acts as if its my fault! he keeps talking about "phones." do i look like i know what a "phone" is. im so sick of his insistent chasing, i would never hurt anybody! even a "phone." hes actually friends with someone (1 billion, give or take, fm) i know and he's really hard to avoid. my friend (hmm.. thats a hard one) says i shouldn't worry about it, but ever since she's been hanging out with him, xe've been bleeding all over the place! i don't know what to do..