#oh he’s the perfect man

[suebin]

ok let me read this bc when i was reading the synopsis… it seemed a bit too familiar 😹

*ೃ 19:46

↳ your boyfriend seungmin takes it upon himself to make sure you've eaten, in spite of your insane workload.

GENRE: fluff, established relationship, vague college au WARNINGS: mentions of food, not properly proofread WORD COUNT: 800+ FAE'S NOTES: came to me in a fever dream (fever dream being me actually being swamped with work). if you spot any discrepancies re: repeating lines, missing paras, please tell me. it's probably tumblr messing up my post again hehe

you've been sitting here for six hours, although it has barely felt like six hours the entire time. not once have you moved from your spot by your desk – not even to get a snack or hit the washroom. your desk is littered with used scrap paper, miscellaneous charging wires, empty oreo packaging, and a half-empty bottle of water. still, you're too preoccupied with the 5000-word report plastered on your computer screen to notice the absolute mess you've created the past couple of hours, or the fact that your boyfriend has been peeking out at you from the hallway for the past minute, fresh from his afternoon nap.

if seungmin didn't know any better, he'd think it was a monday morning with the sheer volume of work you've practically been drowning in today, but it is in fact saturday. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't the tiniest bit upset that he wasn't able to cuddle and lounge around with you all day like you usually would on weekends, but for the most part, he's understandably concerned for your well-being.

he turns his head towards the clock hanging off the wall in your living room. 7:46pm – it's dinner time. he glances at you again, as your face inches closer towards the screen, eyes squinted for proofreading. seungmin sleepily shuffles over to you and bends down to get a quick look at whatever you're working on. "oh, you're awake?" you remark softly, although your eyes never once peel themselves from your laptop. seungmin hums in response, hands reaching to comb through your hair as he skims through your report. "almost done?"

he turns his head towards the clock hanging off the wall in your living room. 7:46pm – it's dinner time. he glances at you again, as your face inches closer towards the screen, eyes squinted for proofreading. seungmin sleepily shuffles over to you and bends down to get a quick look at whatever you're working on. "oh, you're awake?" you remark softly, although your eyes never once peel themselves from your laptop. seungmin hums in response, hands reaching to comb through your hair as he skims through your report. "almost done?"

you shake your head slowly, pushing your glasses up your nose bridge. "i've still got 1000 words left," you pout, finally looking up at your boyfriend, who is still gently playing with your hair. seungmin pouts back and leans down to give your lips a quick peck. "you're almost there," he softly assures, before leaning himself against the table, arms folded against his chest. "hungry?"

you shake your head again. "you can eat without me tonight, i'll make myself some instant noodles or something later. when i'm hungry," you proposed, as the clacking sounds from your keyboard resumes. seungmin playfully tuts in faux disappointment. "did you even have lunch?"

"do..." you pause to take a quick look at the trash strewn across your desk. "...5 packets of oreos count?"

"you know damn well they don't."

"i'm fine though."

seungmin rolls his eyes as he pushes himself off the wall. "you're gonna worry me to death one day," he mutters under his breath as he begins making a beeline for the kitchen. all you do is chuckle in response.

your boyfriend is far from being the best cook, but he definitely tries his best. you weren't paying close attention, but you did hear the clanging of pots and pans from the kitchen in the 30 minutes that followed your brief conversation. the aroma of bolognese has wafted its way over to where you are, and you have to admit, it does smell appetising. have you actually been hungry this whole time, or is gordon ramsay in your kitchen? you make a mental note to get up and make yourself some instant noodles later, once you complete another 300 words.

you hear the faint noise of seungmin trudging out of the kitchen, footsteps inching closer until he's by your side again. he sits on the chair right by you, and wordlessly places two large plates of spaghetti bolognese on the table, not before slightly cleaning up the mess you've made. he slowly slides your plate – the one with a lot more spaghetti than the other, you've noticed – over to your side of the desk. you shoot him a look of confusion upon realising. "what–"

"eat. now," seungmin pointed at your plate.

"no, not now. later! after i–"

your boyfriend always does this thing whenever he attempts to nag at you to take care of yourself, and it's surprisingly effective. he shoots you the stink eye. not an expression of malicious intent or anger, but a playful one that says 'i care about you, but it's easier to nag at you instead'. the stink eye itself never scares you – on the contrary, you actually find it incredibly adorable. you actually appreciated the sentiment more than you've ever let on: for someone like seungmin to go out of his way to cook an entire meal for you, it must only mean he really loves you.

you sigh and shut your laptop, before leaning in to plant a sloppy, slightly prolonged kiss on his cheek. "okay, i'll eat," you tell him, earning yourself the widest smile on seungmin's face. he leans in slightly – he's asking you to give him another kiss on the cheek. you oblige. he reaches out to squeeze your hand. "thank you baby," you mutter, as you begin to dig in. seungmin is still far from being the best cook, but this was one of the best meals of your life.

[edlucavalden]

Oh my god.. this post was cooking i had to..

[delineate-creates]

This twitter post except Tom is even skinnier 🤧

[vaguely-concerned]

thinking about not only the specific people lucanis pulls in to represent the 'locks' in his psyche, but the storytelling that happens in the structure/order of them. the underlying ideas are presented something like:

the lucanis who went into the ossuary never came back out again; he died down there (the boy caterina raised is gone forever) -> you're putting yourself in danger doing this (by being close to me), you should leave because I can't bear it if you get hurt because of me -> it doesn't matter even if we do try this, it won't work anyway (again because of me) ('you know what he's like, you can open the door but he won't walk through it' :'( oofie doofie) -> what if the real secret is that there was never anything but the monster in here from the beginning. you should leave, there was never anything here worth saving in the first place. (implicitly: what if I deserved what happened, all along.)

it runs pretty cleanly from outward-oriented attachment anxiety ('caterina won't even want me back like this, she won't recognize me (the same way I no longer recognize myself)) and gradually deeper inwards until we reach self-image and self worth. or you know, the harrowing basic lack of it lol.

"careful -- they'll know we're not right," spite says in one of their first scenes... but clearly, some very deep part of lucanis has feared or suspected for much longer than that that there's something inherently not right at the core of him, way before any demon entered the picture. and the voice he gives those lines to is the person who should know him better than anyone in the world, who he has loved more than anyone in the world -- and who deliberately chose to hurt him so horrifically anyway. 'It's better if I'm just a monster and deserved what happened than it is to allow for the idea that the brother I love doesn't really exist and maybe never did'. it's better if he's fundamentally flawed in some way that needed fixing to help him survive, and that's why caterina chose to hurt him again and again -- out of love. (this one I think he might have a very sad wakeup call on one day if he ever ends up with the responsibility and care of a child of his own in some way and realizes just how alien the idea of ever intentionally hurting them for any reason is to him. oh buddy. also interesting that he keeps caterina as the outermost lock -- there IS a distance he keeps there that he hasn't with illario. he doesn't resent her 'anymore' he says, but he also keeps her carefully further away from his deepest self.)

as far as I could tell the only note in the mind prison that's fully hidden and needs to be uncovered is the sad painful helpless stupid little truth that even after all this, even knowing what happened... he still loves his brother. is there anything illario could ever do that would make lucanis completely stop loving him, do you think? sometimes the trouble with unconditional love is that it is, well. unconditional, even when some terms and conditions probably would have been in order haha.

that's the pattern you see there again and again; he would rather destroy and abandon and imprison himself at every turn than let go of love, even when it's just scraps, even when there's only ever enough of it to hurt him. it's only when rook shows up and as it were takes his hand and walks along with him that he can entertain the idea of changing the story of what walking out the door might mean in the end.

[territorial-utopia]

Huzzah! It's birthday time! I'm slowly accumulating more and more things I like (latest additions this vest I made and a travel typewriter! Still need to fix the latter one though)

Sure has been a year.

[mightytato]

SILVER AAAAGGGEEE!!!

I SAID I WOULD, AND I GOT HIM DOOONNNEEE!!💛

im looking at you @actuallysaiyan

like, staring into your soul. looking at you.

add-on to this [other bois]

[jkvjimin]

(140/∞) the perfect nose for butterflies to land on it ♡

[0nlyhere4phil]

Phil Lester you are the funniest man on this planet. When I first saw this clip I fell over laughing. The subtle mew was everything. I love you. Never change.

[strangenewwords]

Astonishing X-Men #13 (2004)

Just Logan being Logan (and Scott totally getting it and approving of it.)

[brianskangs]

still a cutie even with glasses 🤓

[seiwas]

thought about iwaizumi wearing those lifting belts when he’s squatting heavy weights. he groans when he unclips the lock and finishes a set, breathing heavily as he looks over at you filming the entire thing for progress check. then he gives you the most genuine grin, a mixture of pride and relief for hitting pr, sweat still dripping down his temples. and he has the audacity to ask “how did it look?”

[hyperdramas]

kissable | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol au, gym rat boyfriend!dokyeom, fluff, cute aggression (??), petnames ("sweetheart", honey"), kissing, kyeom is kissable and reader can't hold themselves back, lyr had too much fun describing dokyeom pt. 438934089320

Your boyfriend looked so kissable in this moment it was driving you insane.

Seokmin persuaded you (well, whined and got on his knees so practically begged you) to accompany him to the gym as you'd be a "wonderful motivation, and with his cute pleas and whiny tone you just couldn't say no.

Plus, he wasn't making you work out, and encouraged you to go in his oversized sweater and sweatpants, which you did. The whole drive there Seokmin was gushing about how excited he was to have you here with him, saying he'd do the best for you and only you (which made you nearly break at how cute he was).

If only you were God's strongest soldier.

Newsflash: you were not God's strongest soldier.

Everything was not in your favor: Seokmin was parading around the sweaty gym in a skimpy black tank top, muscled arms out for all to see as he walked to a rack of dumbells.

A sweat-drenched towel was resting around his neck in the most attractive way you've seen a towel used, and the beads of sweat and sheen covering Seokmin was making your cheeks burn up faster than your calories.

His vein-infused hands flexed as he grabbed the equipment, taut muscles tensing and releasing with each movement of his arm, and you swear you could see every vein from your vantage point⎯which was halfway across the room filled with tall equipment.

His ball cap sat low upon his face, but shielded nothing from your view: thick eyebrows furrowed with each stretch Seokmin followed, and he chewed at his lip as he heaved a sigh, pushing through the obvious pain as sweat dripped from his head, casting his face in a dewy glow.

Damn Seokmin for taking you here with him.

Damn him for being so breathtaking.

You spent the next hour and a half reassuring Seokmin you were doing okay without combusting mid-sentence with your hot, very kissable boyfriend being that close to you, and you breathed a small sigh of relief when he came up to you⎯still covered in sweat, by the way⎯telling you that he was done for the day and was ready to head home. 

You were quiet all the way home, and Seokmin knew something was bothering you, but didn't know what exactly. He thought that maybe you actually didn't want to come to the gym with him, or you were angry that he ignored you half of the time he was doing his workouts: he swore he made time to check in on you and talk with you when he was taking a quick breather, but maybe he didn't do that enough? He honestly didn't know what was wrong.

"Sweetheart⎯are you okay?" Seokmin called from the kitchen, searching the fridge for a snack as you two decided what to order for dinner.

You, on the other hand, were in Lalaland, thoughts overflowing with Seokmin's massive, flexing muscles and pure dedication he had during his workouts.

"Huh? What? Oh, I'm doing great." It was a lie, and you knew it, but what were you supposed to tell your adorable dork of a boyfriend who probably had little to no idea he was doing this to you.

Seokmin sighed to himself, settling on a water and a basket of strawberries as he came to the living room, sitting down beside you as you kept your eyes focused on the television.

"Sweetheart," Seokmin whined, taking your hand in his as he munches on a strawberry, also looking adorable in the process. His lips were stained red by the dark strawberry juice, and he licked them subconsciously, staring at you with worried chestnut-colored eyes.

God, why was your boyfriend so perfect?

Your face was heating up at how close Seokmin was to you, and you suddenly became conscious of everything around you, noticing how slow the clock ticked to the small crack in your window's blinds. Fiddling with Seokmin's ring absentmindedly, you tried to keep your thoughts to yourself, knowing if Seokmin even started to ask you what was wrong you'd explode.

"Honey, please say something." Seokmin's voice was desperate, and as you predicted⎯you couldn't hold back.

"Seokmin, you looked so, so, so good while at the gym today. I was nervous the whole time and couldn't even keep my eyes off of you, you know that? I was holding my contagious giggling all the way home because you were that hot, and I wanted to kiss you so bad, I⎯"

Before you can finish your rambling, Seokmin smashes his lips on yours, hands on the sides of your body as he closes his eyes. Finally smiling for the first time in almost two hours, you kiss him back, overwhelming feelings of love and adoration going out of you and into Seokmin.

The two of you fell back onto the couch with your hands entangled in Seokmin's dark brown, slightly wet locks while he fell back with you calmly. Pulling away, Seokmin's eyes met yours in a heartbeat, smile uncontained as his cheeks blare a cherry red.

"Sweetheart, is that what it was?" Seokmin's voice was light and playful, and you nodded, smiling out of embarrassment as Seokmin chuckled at you, smile lines you adored peaking at you as he laughed.

"Yes, Seokmin: you were so pretty, handsome, stunning, and cool lifting those weights, doing push-ups, lunging, and walking on the treadmill with ease, I didn't know how to be normal and hold myself back properly. You were so, so kissable in every moment in that gym, I had to restrain myself from walking up to you and kissing you so hard you fell to the ground," You laughed nervously, and Seokmin pushes his hair from his face, still reeling over your confession.

"How can one be pretty and handsome at the same time?" He questions innocently, and you shake your head, bringing your lips to his again for a few seconds before you pull away.

"I don't know, but you can." You laugh, and Seokmin wheezes quietly, eyes disappearing into sparkling crescents as he kisses you again.

"Thank you." He smiles, and you nod, kissing his sharp nose and fluffy lips as he chuckles at your soft display of affection.

"Of course, Min."

[joejhang]

something i think about all the time is genuinely how smart and perceptive of a person neil is. like obv it's a running in joke within the fandom that he's oblivious asf sometimes, esp about emotional and relational things but i feel like it's a pretty large part of his character just how much he sees people, especially the people he's close to. it's also what makes him so good with words, and how he always seems to know what to say, because he's so good at taking stock of situations and people. why did the riko roast (all 29390431 of them) land so perfectly and hit riko's sore spot so well? because neil could see right through riko. even though they didn't even know each other, neil knows about riko's inferiority complex, his family issues (esp regarding his father) and he goes right for the throat. obviously his conversations with andrew are also another focal point because the reason why andrew genuinely seems to enjoy conversing with neil isn't just because he has a crush on him (tho that's definitely a part of it) it's the fact that neil understands andrew as a person, and knows where to push and where to give ground in the conversation. he asks all the right questions and almost always comes to the correct conclusions with the information andrew gives him. he understands and sees andrew so profoundly and that's why so many of his words hit andrew harder than they would if it came from someone else. when he says "i want to see you lose control" it's him telling andrew that he knows andrew isn't the out-of-control psycho everyone paints him as. it's him telling andrew that he knows andrew keeps his emotions to himself, but he isn't afraid of them. when neil tells andrew "if it means losing you, then no" he's communicating to andrew that even tho andrew promised to protect neil, neil isn't willing for andrew to come to harm in his stead and in order to protect him. he cares more about andrew than he does about keeping himself safe, and that's probably the first time anyone's ever expressed that towards him (aaron probably feels the same way, only he's never vocalised it so clearly). and i think if you really want proof of just how smart neil is with his words and his understanding of the situations he's in, just go read the negotiation scene with ichirou. he's almost entirely honest during that scene and says everything he feels in the ice-cold manner of a wesninski, which is what he's trying to convince ichirou he is. while we don't know exactly what convinced ichirou, neil's persuasion definitely plays a part in it. he knows what ichirou wants, and he knows the right angle to push where he can just make it out alive and fine. even just the scene after baltimore when he thanks wymack for taking a chance on him, he just has a way with words, like he isn't a very emotional person, but he conveys all his feelings so well in the way he speaks and what he says. and despite everyone saying he's a pathological liar, i genuinely think he's one of the most honest characters in the series.

[edsbacktattoo]

i know we’ve talked about how dramatic both ed and stede are as a whole but have we talked about when ed gets rid of the silk specifically? the cunt he serves. and for what? like babe no one is watching. the gentle release. his hair in the wind. the way he forlornly looks at the sea. it’s like a whole theatre production for the audience of one (1) and it’s his damn self. is he serious.

[tyttetardis]

Macbeth Q&A 18th Jan 2024 Part 1

Was lucky enough to get a ticket for the Member's Event at the Donmar Warehouse that took place on the 18th...with the price of the patronages I sure never thought I'd have gotten the chance, but luckily, they also let in some non-members 🥹❤️

The brilliant performance of Macbeth was followed by a very quick cleaning of the stage - thought for sure it would've taken them longer to remove the blood than like 5 minutes - followed by a lovely, little Q&A session.

The Q&A was led by Craig Gilbert (Literary manager) who talked to Annie Grace and Alasdair Macrae (Musicians and part of the acting ensemble) as well as Cush Jumbo and David Tennant.

Anyway, just gonna write down some of the stuff they talked about :) sorry if it's a bit messy! Might be spoilery if you haven't seen it yet but are going to!

To begin with Craig remarked that he didn't think he'd ever seen that many people staying behind for a Q&A before (While I was just wondering why some people even left!? Stressful!).

David introduced himself with "My real name is David "Thane of Paisely" Tennant - while Cush introduced herself with "I´m Cush Jumbo - there's only one of me".

First question was Craig asking them what it was that brought them to the Donmar to do Macbeth - to which David pretty much just replied that 1. It's the Donmar! 2. It's Macbeth! One of the greatest plays of all time in an amazingly intimate space - and that the theatre is famous for its quality of work. So he found it quite hard to think of a reason not to do it!

Cush said she'd worked there before and loves the theatre, how it's so intimate but also a great workspace. Followed by her saying she said yes because David asked her. She talked about how important it was for this play to do it together with the right actor playing opposite you.

David says Max Webster asked him about a year ago if he wanted to do the play - he gave him the dates - and since there weren't any obstacles in the way, David didn't have any excuse not to do it.

He then said that he had slightly avoided Macbeth - there sorta being the assumption that if you're Scottish and has done some Shakespeare plays before you have to do Macbeth. Which he joked was a bit odd since it's not like every Italian has to play Romeo. Then he mentioned that Macbeth is probably a bit more of a jock than he is - that it seemed more like a part for big, burly actors.

Max had laid out his initial ideas to David, a lot of which are in the final production, and David thought he seemed lovely, bright and clever and inventive plus it being the Donmar Warehouse! To which joked that he had last worked there 20 years ago - when he was 8 years old! "It's just one of those spaces" - friendly and epic at the same time where it's such a pleasure to be on the stage.

When Craig asked his next question concerning the sound of the play someone asked him to speak louder as she couldn't hear them - to which David joked that they've gotten so used to whispering. But also said sorry, and that they would!

Alasdair explained a bit about the process of the binaural sound - bit I find it a bit difficult to decipher it all correctly, sorry. He did say that a interesting part of it is that it allows them a controlled environment where they can put all the musicians (and even the bagpipes!) behind the soundproof box so "Poor David and Cush" doesn't have to shout over all the racket.

Craig asked David and Cush what their reaction was when they heard about the concept of the binaural soundscape - to which David replied that it didn't quite exist when they first came onboard - Cush joking they were tricked into it. Then she talked about her and David going on a workshop with Max to get a feeling of how it would all work - and get a sense of how it would sound to the audience, as this was one of the few times, they got to hear that side of it. Their experience of the play being completely different to the experience the audience has.

Cush said they can hear some of the sound - like she can hear some of the animal sounds and David can hear some of the stuff from the glass box - but most of their cues and information comes from timing with each other. She said they won't be able to ever hear what the audience hears - to which David joked "We're busy".

It felt like mixing medias - as it all went quite against their natural stagecraft instinct - but Cush found that in the long run it made things very interesting - like they don't have to worry about getting something whispered to each other - as the audience will hear it anyway.

David said the odd thing is that they don't really know what the experience truly is like. He mentioned that to the sides of the stage there's a speaker for them where they will get any cues that they need to hear. Like they can hear the witches - but they can't hear where they are "positioned" - so they have to learn how to place themselves to fit with what the audience hears. They don't hear everything, though. And the audio they hear is quite quiet, so it doesn't disturb what comes through the headphones.

He thinks it's been exciting - that it's a bit like a mix between film and theatre. It's happening live - but it's also like post-production is happening between them and the audience as it's going on. They just have to trust that the audience is hearing what they are supposed to for it all to make sense.

Cush said she thinks in 10 - 20 years, as these technologies has developed, doing theatre like this will feel a lot more normal - not that they will do it ALL the time, but that they will be doing it - whereas now it's still like an experiment. What Cush really like about the concept is that if was done in a much bigger theatre - then people in the cheapest seats would be able to have an experience much more similar to those in the most expensive seats - they'd be a lot more immersed into the action.

David then talks about how it feels extremely counterintuitive to not go on stage and speak loud enough that the people in the back row can also hear you. And usually, if they can't hear you, you aren't doing your job right! But then it felt very liberating. He loves it.

Cush then talked about how it felt odd waiting in the wings for a cue you can't hear - where you traditionally wait backstage and you can hear your cues, you can hear the rythm and know when it's your turn - so it was quite disconcerting to hear silence. So it's basically down to them now knowing the show and each other's timings - like if David is standing at a certain point, she knows how long she has before she needs to say/do something. So you have to watch each other more closely and really focus on what the others are doing.

David asked the musicians if they can hear everything inside the box, to which Annie replied that they get everything except some extra bits in the soundscape. But they can hear the actors on stage. Annie said it's actually a bit of a mystery to all of them what the audience actually experiences - how the big pictures actually look like - they just have to trust that it's there "Is it there?!".

Someone asked if they had had any adverse reactions from audiences to having to wear the headphones. Quite a bit of laughter all around :P then David said "There's the odd person" and something about if someone hadn't gotten the memo before turning up...but not sure how he ended the line. Then once again says that yes, there's the odd person who doesn't like it and that's fair enough.

The same audience member then said he could see the advantage of it in a big theatre where the distance is big, but not in a small place like the Donmar - to which David very quickly, rather passionately replied that it's not about projection, it's about being able to do things you wouldn't normally be able to do live - where they can speak so quietly that they can't even hear each other when standing next to each other. So even in such a small place, people wouldn't be able to hear that. It's about creating a different play - which isn't to everyone's taste and that's fair enough. But for a play that's been done a hundred and seven million times he thinks it's very valid to try and find a new way into the play - even if it's not for everyone.

Part 2

[izaacs-notdeadyet]

I think about this image often

"The gang hates me and only lets me stick around cause of Darry and soda!"

BOY YOU'RE THE GANGS LITTLE BROTHER DONT PLAY WITH ME