#some fun delimma

[haiocyn]

let me hear ur reason, im bored

[anrisimps]

Based on this prompt

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how krs became a sugar baby to not one but two mafia bosses. 

Lsh and cjs had been dining together when they found krs's wallet lying on the pathway. They had a very strange friendship, being mafia bosses and all that. They decided to check his wallet on a whim, it was a good day after all..wont hurt to fool around a bit. What greeted them was the sight of a completely deadpan face of one krs.  They don't know what hooked them in, perhaps it was the dark circles or perhaps the ready-to-end-it-all look in his eyes. Or those cute ,pouty lips. Whatever the reason maybe, lsh and cjs could feel themselves drawing in.

They knew each other extremely well. Lsh looked up at him and smirked. Cjs found himself echoing that smile. This was going to be fun. 

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They sent him gifts. Lots of them. Well it had become a sort of competition between them, who would be outdone by the other, who would sweep krs off his feet. Both of them knew they would end up sharing him, but the thrill to see who would be chosen by him kept them on their toes. Lsh privately wondered if it was possible to be so hoodwinked by someone they hadnt even met yet. 

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Krs on the other hand was trapped in a delimma. First he lost his wallet. His savings were already disappearing so fast and now his stupid wallet was gone. Would he be evicted if he delayed the rent? He hoped not.  And then the strangest thing happened. He found a million won lying in his mailbox. He blinked. The money was still there.

'Not a dream then', he thought blankly. And then closed his mailbox. He might be hardpressed for money but its better than being caught in some sort of scam and regret later. Three days later, krs stared at the three million won in his mail box. He had to pay rent in three days. Who cares where this money came from. He certainly doesnt. Free money is the best money after all. Krs ignored the voice in the back of the head calling him a hypocrite. He was just a powerless , tiny (not really) in front of the giant scheme of things ( money)

Taking the money was apparently some sort of a 'good to go sign' and then money came pouring in. And sometime later, furniture and other basic necessities began coming in. It was extremely suspicious and dangerous and if krs had been a better man, he would have stopped. But he was not, so he even ended up writing a note of appreciation for them ( yes he knows its two different people. Their tastes were wildly different.) in his mail box because he didnt know where else to send it off and surely enough next time the package came with two roses taped on top of it. 

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 One thing led to another and he became their sugar baby. Lsh and cjs fell harder when they found how scarily competent krs was. They were mafia bosses so of course they had a competency kink. How would you run an illegal organization with blubbering buffoons after all. Krs was simply a delight to have around in these tiring times. Soon enough krs gets promoted/demoted to their second hand in command along with being their full time sugar baby. Life was good. Krs wouldnt have it any other way. 

[shut-up-rabert]

As night reigned on, nobody but her was awake.

Well, nobody but her and him.

She does not know if he is the reason she remains untouched by sleep or if she should feel guilty of her restlessness keeping him awake, but in truest form it matters not. Either one's sorrow is for both of them to pay. And neither really has to complain.

She wonders if he is bothered like her, his mind in a fickle aswell. Of course, she is prompted to believe that it is his all knowing smile that he flashes at the nothingness aswell. But a part of her mind scurries, curious to the fact if he can read her thoughts the same way he can shed her tears.

O Kanha, what is it that goes on in your head, I wonder.....

She finds something mocking her, most probably a figment of her mind, chiding her that she, who cannot figure out the reason for her own peculiarity seeks to unravel the thoughts of that clever Muralidhar, whose mystery fathoms his own mother.

Radha cannot help but smile at the thought of Yashoda kaki. Not because of the kind and adoring mother that she is, but rather because of the product of her upbringing and adoration, who still chases pigeons with a mouth spoilt of Maakhan.

Everything that shares a connection to him makes Radha's heart skip a beat. And the truth is, everything seems to remind her of him these days.

Is that the answer to her restlessness? His coy presence in every aspect of herself keeping her awake?

If that is so, what does that conotation mean to her? Is she at last going insane in his love like her Sakhis claimed to have been before her?

Or is it but another aspect of his Maya, his illusion, a joke he plays on her for some childish fun?

She knows not that, and the fire of the turbulence in her mind is fueled by this delimma, and while her mental placidity is lost, her eyes form a picture of him yet again. She observes him, gazes in his eyes that illuminate the stars, his smile that decides the course any milk maiden's heart in Vrindavan is to take, his dark skin that glows a thousand times more bright than the sun. She feels the wind around him caress her aswell....

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As if struck by a jolt from Indra himself, her half shut eyelids stray wide awake, the laze and non chalance of herself over taken by sturdiness as she quickly throws herself off of her cot and quickly tiptoes to the window, her heart in her throat.

Her sights are reluctant, afraid of neing disappointed but when she casts her gaze, her breath is taken away.

There he stands, right under the banyan tree.

Part 2?

[runefactorynonsense]

Fall 23, year 1, of the Rune Factory QuarenReplay;

I am racing to Winter so I can end my self-imposed challenge do dungeons and plot- and in the meantime, I’ve been hit with 2 friggin typhoons/hurricanes, within one week of one another, after not suffering one all year beforehand. It’s kind of fitting, in a way? After using the bulk of year 1 to earn money via farming, my crops are finally destroyed after I get the last crafting books. I’m still watering and harvesting the bits that are left, but I’m in no rush to replace them, especially since no dungeons yet means I don’t have the ability to clear the rocks and stumps my field is freshly, abundantly littered with.

My routine has also changed. I spend every day fishing until 5pm, I then sell the fish I get to Sabrina, and then I return to my field. To prepare for dungeons, using my leftover mana and health, I’m tilling leftover spots on my field, and then hammering them flat, in order to raise both farming and mining skills. I do this until I’m on the brink of passing out. And it’s working.

I have this weekend off, and I’m excited to get to actual plot- because then I get to have fun cataloguing my adventures, and making gifs of the places I’ve always wanted gifs of.

[themosleyreview]

The Mosley Review: The King’s Man

There aren’t too many franchises that have the ability to do what these films have done. The first film opened a new avenue of where fun spy films could go with outstanding action sequences and a very engaging story. The second film expanded the world, but went too overboard with style and action that it forgot its roots. It forgot what made it special in the first place and it was the well plotted out story and characters. Well the filmmaker behind this franchise listened and decided to pull back the reigns and give an origin story that lacked the insane action of the second film and focused on telling an emotional and surprisingly powerful prequel story. This film takes us all the way back to the World War 1 era and shows the beginnings of the secret organization. What I loved about the film is that it was not only a war film, but a story of redemption, responsibility and a family drama that's encased in a spy thriller. It was a positive and also a negative. At times the film felt like it struggled with what type of story its trying to tell or what tone is relevant at the time. Are we hunting down famous historical villains and stopping them from destroying countries through war? Is this the beginning of The Kingsman or is this a coming of age story where a son is wanting to fight in a war his father condemns? Its all of those combined and it was pretty messy tonally, but somehow it focuses up in an epic finale.

Ralph Fiennes is no slouch when it comes to delivering a great performance and as Orlando Oxford, he did something spectacular. The character was once a man of action but now to raise his family, he became a pacifist in a very violent world. I loved seeing Ralph work through the characters' delimma on when to or even how to act without breaking his vow. There is so much heartbreak behind his eyes and as the story progresses, you see him use that as motivation. Harris Dickinson was excellent as his son Conrad and I loved the chemistry and friction between them as Conrad wants to serve his country, but his father won't let him. Harris was great in every scene and I loved when he was working with Ralph the most as the heart of the story surrounds them. He had one of the best bloody, dirty and graphic fights scenes in the film that felt so primal and real. Gemma Arterton does what she does best in playing the female presence and sometimes the voice of reason in the film as Polly Wilkins. She gets to have alot of fun in the film and some great one liners. Djimon Honsou was awesome as Orlando's family bodyguard and bestfriend Shola. I know he may come off as a servant at times, but I loved that he was so much more that. Tom Hollander is doing triple duty as King George, Kaiser Wilhelm and Tsar Nicholas. He plays them all so distinctively that it was easy to tell them apart, but it’s fun to see the progression of each of their beards. Matthew Goode was awesome as Morton and I liked that he had such a great sword fight towards the latter half of the film. Rhys Ifans steals the film as he is absolutely unrecognizable as Grigori Rasputin. I loved how he played with the history of the character's connection to healing abilities and I liked how he was a physical menace in combat. His fight scene was visually kinetic as he incorporates Russian dance into his fighting style.

The score by Matthew Margeson and Dominic Lewis was magnificent and carried the film along in the more somber moments. The action scenes and especially during the war portion was awesome and chilling. The cinematography was amazing and stunning to behold. The action in the film was toned down in the best way and you felt every punch, explosion and blade puncture. The sound design in the film was especially crisp in a great number of scenes. The main problem I had with the film is that it was trying to juggle too many themes at once and it made it kind of hard to focus on what type of film it was trying to be. It really made the feel seem to drag on for way too long. In the end, this was a welcomed scaling down from the over the top nature of The Golden Circle and a fun World War 1 action spy drama that delivers on engaging characters and great action. Let me know what you thought of the film or my review in the comments below. Thanks for reading.

[theriu]

Much like many forms of wanting attention, going viral on tumblr seems to rely heavily on the person either not caring about or definitely NOT WANTING to go viral on tumblr. Which is why some of the funniest posts are people being like, “Haha those poor saps who went viral will never escape” and then being snowed under by tumblr’s love of schadenfreude

I, on the other hand, am likely safe, because I would LOVE a viral post and enjoy reading the tags and comments. I defy anyone who claims I would become so tired of getting a million notes every day. I am standing on the stage waving my arms going “HEY NOTICE ME” and knowing full well everyone senses my desire and loses all but passing interest. Plus this post is definitely too long for most people to read.

This is the answer, my attention-or-notification-hating friends: Appear as interested in fame as possible and everyone who enjoys making fellow members suffer for their hubris will be like “Well THATS no fun.” Even as I state this I am in a Schrodinger’s Delimma of knowing this won’t get famous yet hoping someone will spitefully go “challenge accepted” and try to make me regret my choices. Curse (or perhaps bless) my attention-seeking folly.

On the plus side, I’ll always have that time my pop went slightly viral for falling asleep in the van of alpacas. If this is my greatest legacy, I can be content.

[freebooter4ever]

IDK why I'm bugging you w/ this, but I thought I'd share as a fellow Sledgefu fan. I'm making jambalaya this week, but the market was out of the usual sausage I use, so I bought a new brand. I did some research on this new sausage, and found a bunch of bad reviews. The best was one titled "Don't buy it, cher!" So now I'm afraid my dinner will be terrible. BUT I'm amusing myself imagining a Sledgefu version of this scenario. Like Gene does the grocery shopping one week and (being well-intentioned but clueless at the store) buys some off-brand key ingredient for one of Snaf's recipes. Thus prompting Snaf to remind Gene after the resulting ruined dinner, "Don't buy it, cher!" And you know Snafu could never stay upset with his Genie for too long. :)

ok first off you can never bug me with sledgefu!! ;_; and second off, im really sorry to hear about your jambalaya, how bad did it turn out? and lastly, i am absolutely terrible at cooking and am sadly on gene's side in this bc i would not be able to tell the difference. this head canon is adorable though....i could totally see gene being that guy who will see something nicely displayed at the supermarket and immediately buy it bc he hasnt tried it before. which could either a) result in something amazing or b) end up in snafu teasing him for the next week. although i would also argue that snafu, having grown up in poverty during the great depression, wouldn't know a brand name if it hit him in the face. i think he could make ANY off brand shit taste good. its when gene starts buying those manufactured questionable hybrid products that start becoming popular in the 50's that snafu starts having problems. Like if gene even starts inching towards the jello isle, snafu probably wheels him out of the store asap.

Oh fun story, sometime in the december of 2020 when things were bleak i found a NEW FLAVOR OF ALMOND MILK at trader joes, and this being during quarantine shit like this was EXCITING. So of course i go and buy it, having previously experienced trader joe's flavored almond milks like pumpkin and mint and peppermint (not all at once). Anyway the flavor was tumeric and ginger and it had no added sugar and it was...well...yellow. IT WAS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I HAVE EVER TASTED. Absolutely do not buy. I suffered through an entire glass thinking i've drinken worse, but even i with my tastebuds that could eat nothing but ragu and spaghetti for three days straight couldnt do it. I poured the rest down the sink.

Fastforward to late febuary i go over to the artists house and my friend is like 'oh boy do i have something to show you, i found something new at trader joes' in a VERY MISCHIEVOUS VOICE. And i was like 'oh thats exciting trader joes is always good!' (how easily i forget). And then my friend reaches into their fridge and pulls out THE ALMOND MILK. The dreaded disgusting almond milk. I literally recoiled backwards and was like 'OH GOD NO!!!' and my friend started dying laughing and was saying 'i see you have experienced the almond milk before because you share my reaction'. And then we laughed for ten minutes straight because of our shared understanding of the pain of trying to drink it. Anyway long story short this almond milk is now legendary. My friend was debating what to do with it bc of not wanting to waste food and i was like 'yes, i understand the delimma. But no. Pour that unholy stuff down the drain.' which they did.

Tl dr if you ever see an innocent looking carton of almond milk at trader joes that has a yellow friendly sun and the words 'tumeric and ginger' and you start thinking it's gonna be a nice cold, creamy treat....no. NO. DO NOT. RUN AWAY. RUN AWAY FAST because if you buy that thing and try it and then feel too guilty to throw out it will sit in your fridge until it grows legs and then will chase you down.

[shra-vasti]

YOON JEONGHAN

Series : To all the boys

Pairing : Yoon Jeonghan x reader

Type : non idol au, ex-lovers au

Genre : angst, drama, fluff, romance

Warnings : one curse word lol

Word count : 1k approx

Synopsis : You decided to write some letters to every boy who was a part of your past as your last message after getting diagnosed with chronical disease.

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[Received, 15.10.2020] | next

"They have got to be kidding me, giving us such horrendous amout of assignments."

Jeonghan's room was nothing but a nightmare of any university student, papers splayed across the whole floor, important files being kept neatly at one side of him, laptop with multiple tabs open on his laps.

He didn't even bring his coffee inside his room just in case he trips on it and it spills on all of the hardwork he has been doing from the past week.

He gathered all of the things and neatly stacked it in his desk, falling onto his bed he let out a loud whine of relief that finally all of his work was done.

He stayed like that for few minutes before reaching out for his phone to open up his socials.

Jihyun : don't forget to eat your meal, I don't want you to skip it while you drown yourself in work, love you.

"You know I will eat my food no matter what why bother being so worried."

He, instead of replying just shut down the chat room and wondered out loud throwing his phone beside him.

He has been dating Jihyun for a little over 5 years now and yet he wasn't as interested in her as he used to be years prior when they first started dating, well after meeting you to be precise.

Jihyun wasn't fun, she didn't challenge his head, she never doubted his actions, always blindly trusted him when he himself knew he didn't deserve to be trusted.

And that was boring, he wanted a relationship where he could playfully banter with his significant other, where his partner would be as sarcastic as he was and always had a comeback to his remarks but Jihyun wasn't like that, she always apologized for everything even when it wasn't her fault.

Maybe that's the reason he still yearned for you, maybe that's the reason he every now and then had this urgent urge to hold you in his arms like he used to.

"I can't believe I have a girlfriend who would give me world and here I am sulking over how after our breakup I'm the one who's always reaching out to you and beg you to talk with me y/n."

He reached his phone again as he opened up your messages, he scrolled up to see only his messages asking if you had a time to spare to talk with him from your busy schedule, which he knew wasn't so busy and you were just ignoring him.

You had deleted his contact but never blocked him letting him be in the delimma of always being a message away from you yet he knew you were gone far away from that.

You're heartless, he concluded. He made you heartless and he was proud of it but he wasn't ready to be the victim of it and experience it in first hand.

How could you be so merciless with someone to whom you've shown your softest side possible? You didn't back away from accusing him for your anxieties and low self esteem and he genuinely felt awful for treating you the way he did.

But that didn't mean for you to cut him off from your life like that, he still wanted to be your go to person, he still wanted to be your first priority, someone you would look up to when you were upset because he knew you would never let anyone see that side of you.

He wanted to be the shoulder you could cry on, he wanted to be with you and wipe your tears away, fuck, he wanted to be in relationship with you again if it wasn't so impossible.

He sighed, he was once again getting lost in the thoughts of you, he always hoped you would reach out to him and tell him that you're ready to take him back, he would leave everyone else for you.

You were his rock and he hates himself for letting you go easily and taking you for granted. He got up from his bed to make a coffee for himself and relax.

It was always like this, he had been getting lost in the thoughts of you for a quite while now and even though he knew it was natural for him to miss someone who was so dear to him, past weeks have been way too difficult for him.

It was like he was yearning for you not only emotionally but he wanted to feel you physically, he wanted to hold you in his arms and cry about how difficult university life has been like he used to.

Ofcourse he did have Jihyun for that but all that girl do is give him sympathy and tell him she's there for him but he doesn't want that.

He wants her to cradle his lap and kiss him senseless so he would forget about his tensions for a good time and then hug him tight stroking his hair and distracting him before calming his nerves by talking his problem out with him and coming up with a solution, something he got habitual to when he was with you.

But she wasn't you and he was starting to realize it more as the time slipped through his hands. He did everything he could to keep you by his side and he was starting to doubt why he wanted to keep up the burn-out flame of his and Jihyun's relationship when he had someone as amazing as you.

He didn't wanted to break off with Jihyun cause she was his first love and she never treated him wrong but he realized late that in the long run he didn't want someone as naive as Jihyun to be with. She couldn't handle him although she was trying her best, she just couldn't.

He made his way towards the couch in the living room to drink his coffee leisurely when his eyes landed on an envelope.

He doesn't remember receiving a mail as he wondered if it was of Jihyun since she had spent whole day with him yesterday.

He called her before touching the envelope.

"Jeonghan, you wanted something? Are you stressed? Want me to bring something?"

He closed his eyes momentarily, she was always too worried about him and he didn't like it, he rather preferred being babied by you cause you didn't like babeing people.

"Nope, but stop worrying too much please, I'm not a baby, plus I called you to ask if you by any chance have left an envelope of yours on my table?"

"Ohh the envelope it isn't mine but its addressed in your name-"

He cut off the call throwing his phone to the side as he reached it, reading his name on the envelope he knew it had to be you, there's no way it wasn't you. He knew you.

The smile which he wore was starting to make his cheeks hurt but all he cared was about the envelope and your handwriting.

He tore the envelope taking out its content to see two letters and a sticky note fall out on his lap.

"You're still the same, you have your own unique ways of expressing."

📩 Yoon Jeonghan. I know, when you touched this letter you knew it was from me and I can imagine you smiling widely while reading this. See, how beautiful I made your world. Why Jeonghan? Why did you break me? I've been stuck up on you way more than the time we have spent together. Why did you do that?

He smiled ironically, he was breaking too, he had been stuck up on you way more than you did, you indeed made his world beautiful and he beat himself up regularly for playing with your heart.

"I love you y/n and I hope your stubborn heart would realize it soon, you don't want to accept that fact because you're scared but why would you suddenly send me a letter? It's making me feel scared, the sickening feeling inside my stomach isn't helping at all, I hope you're fine."

[modernagepersephone]

My thoughts are overwhelmed by emotions , sometimes I imagine myself expressing about my feelings of loneliness , anxiety , depression , underconfidence.

My personality is literally complex I'm an introvert by nature very shy to talk with . Whole my life I wanted to sit in the corner of class ,unbothered, but then I grew up and I entered the real world of jealousy, shame, egoism and so called competition .

People won't believe on this when I say I'm introvert because I have lots of friends but the fact is people comes to me because I actually have a good taste in clothes, jewelry, makeup. And so by appearance they come to me they wanna talk about my life, All I'm about is music and art , photography, astrology, films that's it . So through my appearance I attract alot of people especially man but not in a positive way .By the way being an introvert with the outlook of extrovert is not an easy way to live people may think you're a go- getter and if something bothers you , you wont keep inside because they think you're so outspoken which is again a misconception. Sad we're living in 2020 and still some man sees you as an object even if you're killing it in everything you do. They will see you and come towards you like a hunter goes on hunt and be direct sometimes they will fool you with random compliments , they give you flower , gifts everything to make you fall for him and if you don't they will leave you like you're nothing and may say bad things of you and make fun of you infront of their friends. Speak lies about you , defame you , degrade you , bully you everything which makes them feel better about themselves when they see you hurting they will love it , the tension in your forehead those lines ,that awkward silence they will love it all they feel good about it like they have achieved so much . These kind of man deserves a tight slap these kind of man try to molest and harras it's just a one stage of being a molester .

Gone through this kind of feeling will make you feel hallow and broken inside , you will not again trust a guy it's so much to handle you just sometimes wanna go out there and kick the ass of that motherfucker but inside of me is the same 5 year old girl who's shy and sweet doesn't wanna say bad things to anyone because I do care about other people's feeling but this world is keep telling me to listen to my ego and anger and just go out and outburst on whomever she wants to . And this is the delimma of my life . To listen to my ego or just let it go.

[justmickeyfornow]

Hey Mickey, what about your other fic? "Graceful Sorrow" I love it so much.

Hey, Anon! Glad you're loving GS so much! It's a ride isn't it?!

I'm currently working on both chapters 16 for GS and 41 for PI. But for GS I hit a small snag. For the life of me, I can't seem to figure out how Lena and Kara would meet.

Ok, let's lay it all there, shall we?

Kara was dead. For a whole year. Lena went on a downhill spiral. She completely caved in on herself. Stopped talking to anyone. Was in complete denial with her grief. Never even grieved properly. The only other person she spoke to was Alex, who was helping her plot to get revenge by finding her mother and killing Lillian for what she did to Kara. Lena was a mess. Basically ran her life on autopilot. Eat, work, plot to kill Lillian, sleep, repeat.

Now! Here comes my delimma. Last chapter we saw that they found Kara's body and Lena was able to wake her up from her coma (I just realized that I have a comatose Kara in BOTH my main fics. Huh. Interesting. Need to really dissect that later and figure out whether it's some sort of psychological childhood issue that I never properly sat down and faced) and the last thing we saw was Kara waking up.

Now, what's gonna happen, is the DEO is gonna take her back to headquarters, Yada Yada... Everything would be too hectic for anyone to properly hug and say, "Hey! Welcome back from the dead!".

So after they take Kara back, check her, make sure everything is OK.........

That's when the moment of truth comes! That's when Lena has to go inside and meet her wife for the first time again after she was dead a whole year!

And THAT'S where my delimma is.

HOW?!

How do they meet? How do they react?! How does Lena react!

I'm a writer, so I'm supposed to use my experiences to project realistic aspects into my stories, but EXCUSE ME I'M SORRY I HAVE YET TO MEET SOMEONE BACK FROM THE DEAD!

So... Yeah. I'm kinda stuck. I actually wrote a list of scenarios to help me choose. Wanna see?

I'm leaning a little more towards the angsty one. But I also really like the dorky one too, because the Kara in GS is super dorky (even dorkier than the Kara in PI! Actually, fun fact! Writers often have to make sure that the character they're writing is different in different stories even tho they're practically the same character! Bizarre right! Take for example, Kara. In PI, yeah she's dorky, but she also has a darker side. She's gone through soooooooo soooo much in PI - my fault I know - and that made her less quirky and more attentive in a way. But in GS....... Weeeeeellll she kinda died before anything bad could really happen to her. So she's funnier in a way. Dorkier. Same character but different.)

How about this! Anyone out there who's reading GS? Take a vote, maybe? Or if you have another option, I'm down too.