#sometimes i'm just a messy bitch who lives for the drama

[teratalia]

ooh now this is fun :) well...I know that trying to work it out with the husband is probably the healthier choice. I don't know or trust BIL and he's too ready to flirt with his own bro's wife, and I kinda want to storm into hubby's office, burst into tears, and rant at him about how I feel unloved and he's freaking me out by just watching and not showing affection, etc etc. Maybe try to make him genuinely afraid that I will simply leave him.

However. I kinda want to be messy and pit the bros against each other >:) like maybe appeal to BIL like "your bro doesn't treat me right :( help me?" and also go to hubby and be like "wow BIL is so nice to me, he actually holds my hand" and see if I can get them to duke it out. However again. I get the feeling that BIL would see right through it and then actually try to steal me away and create an even bigger mess...

Yan-Poll #18

[Warning: Yandere, Description of abuse (mental/physical) of a husband, being given the option to cheat]

When your marriage was arranged, no one told you about what it meant to become a spouse to such a husband.

You tried to be cordial, understand his habits, and be gentle in your correspondence with him. You didn't ask for luxuries or went out of your way to upset your husband. In a way, you two were roommates in a house that had too much space so it was easy to avoid each other and that's what mostly happened.

And yet, something about him was simply cruel.

Even when you tried to see the good in everything your spouse did, you couldn't help but feel slighted. When you burned your hand trying to bring him tea to his office, he scowled and jerked you around as he quickly tended to your burn, only for him to disappear right away once it was bandaged. He never asked how you felt or took a moment to console you, and he never followed up on his treatment even when your hand still hurt at dinnertime.

The one morning you went out of your way to greet and chat with the neighbors, trying to leave a good impression, your spouse swung open the door, yelling at you to get back into the house. It was so embarrassing as you said your goodbyes quickly and cowered back to your husband, who grabbed you by the collar like a mutt and dragged you inside, slamming the door shut behind you.

It wasn't until you told him about your plans to go to a nearby cafe with some of the neighbors, and he told you that you would not, that you realized this wasn't healthy. You still wanted to go, but he slammed the front door shut when you tried to leave, caging you between him and the wood until you were crying and swearing you wouldn't go.

And as if that wasn't enough, your husband also turned out to be a creep.

You noticed it the first time you laid in your new bed after the wedding. Your husband wouldn't show his face to you all evening, but when you happened to wake up in the middle of the night, he was there; not on his side of the bed, mind you, but on a chair next to you, gently holding your hand in his. When he noticed you were awake, he stormed off angrily, as if you had done something wrong, but he wouldn't explain what he was doing either. It didn't seem so bad back then, but the times you awoke to him standing over you accumulated.

It almost felt like he was stalking you in his own house, yet never admitted to it. You caught him waiting in front of the bathroom while you were taking a shower, even opening the door slightly and quickly closing it when you realized what he was doing. He could have talked about it with you—you were still married even if it was arranged by your parents. But he didn't.

The same thing happened whenever you did anything around the house. Cooking, reading, watching TV. You couldn't even text your friends without feeling him watching you. It made you anxious to do anything around the house. When you called your mother to ask if this was normal or if you were going crazy, you realized all your contacts had been deleted on your mobile except for your husband and your in-laws, and the landline was cut in the middle of your explanation once you recalled her number.

He was beginning to make you angry. You confronted him a few times, your husband having the audacity to sit calmly and collected at the dinner table, hearing your accusations and shrugging as if it was no big deal. He kicked you out of his office a few times, yet always appeared when you tried to leave the house out of spite, arguing with you and even locking you in the bedroom once for disobeying. You began hating your new life, and it was all his fault. He made no effort to appeal to you, and you were growing uncomfortable in his presence.

It was also so damn lonely and boring, being stuck in this house with your husband, who wouldn't join you for anything sincerely but rather watch you from the shadows. After that incident on your first night, he never touched you gently again, only if he was angry, and his touch was always painful. You were desperate for some kindness and connection with someone.

So the surprise was enormous when, one day, you got a visitor. You immediately built up a defense as you saw your brother-in-law smile brightly at you, waving and greeting you like family did. You didn't hate him but weren't well acquainted with him either. He wasn't your ally in this situation, considering he'd probably take his brother's side.

"It's hard, right?" your brother-in-law said, sipping the tea your husband had served after dinner (probably because he didn't trust you after the accident last time). "He's not an easy person to get along with."

Instead of answering, you sipped your tea quickly, wanting to neither confirm nor deny it. Your husband was currently in the bathroom, so you didn't have to fear anything, but there was no telling if his brother wouldn't spill everything you said to him when he returned. If possible, you wanted to avoid angering your husband more than he seemed to be with you constantly. To your surprise, your brother-in-law reached out for your hand when you set down your tea, brushing his thumb gently over the back of your hand. The gesture was inappropriate and yet... he was warm and compassionate. It almost made you cry after feeling rejected for so long.

"You're doing great dealing with him, but if you ever need a break, feel free to call me anytime. Maybe I can snatch you from that grouch," he winked at you playfully, "I'm sure you'd be happier with me."

Uncomfortable with the topic, you excused yourself the second your husband returned, quickly leaving the room even though you felt your brother-in-law's eyes follow you until you were out of sight. The offer was too inappropriate, although... it wasn't like you were happy here either. Then again, they were brothers. There was no telling if they were alike or not.

Even though you quickly got ready and settled into bed, it took quite some time until the guest left. To your surprise, you felt the weight of another person shift the mattress behind you. There was a faint stench of alcohol drifting to your nose as your husband wrapped his arms around you from behind, and you grew stiff as a board, feeling him spoon you like he never had before. Sometimes, you thought he hated sharing a bed with you, so it was unlikely he would cuddle up to you, his face nuzzled into your shoulder.

"Don't leave me," he whispered, and you didn't know what to say. You didn't plan to, but his drunken cuddles were freaking you out more than his usual distant self. "He's not a good man."

Did he mean his brother? How much had he heard of the one-sided conversation? Were you in trouble?

"I can't lose you, I love you too much..."

Your heart clenched with the sudden confession. There had been a time when you wished you two could have fallen in love like a normal couple even after being married and weathered the problems and adjustments that came after—together. But your husband wasn't that kind of person. Although you wanted to believe there could be betterment if only you two talked it out and maybe did some therapy, you weren't sure you could come back from the abuse you had endured so far.

But his brother? At least you still had his number, your husband not having cut off his own family. Technically he could help you escape this situation, but could you trust him? Trust that he'd help you get away from your husband and get back on your feet? Maybe even fall in love for real this time? Or would he turn out just like your husband—perhaps even worse?

The thoughts plagued your mind all night as you listened to your husband snore, his arms wrapped around you almost lovingly. But when the first rays of sunlight broke through the night, announcing the next morning, you knew you had to make a decision.

(Reasoning and discussions welcome! ♥)

[misc-obeyme]

"tag redacted because i got too embarrassed" HELP WHY IS THAT A MOOD AKSKD, I'M ALWAYS HOLDING BACK IN MY TAGS AND ASKS BC I BECOME SELF AWARE AT THE LAST SECOND (the things i must keep to myself about mammon-). My tags are messy and long bc i always ramble

you already know why I'm here !! To enable !! that line from barbatos is wild in the best way, and understandable why you'd go crazy 😭 that's me with the horror devilgram where mammon is saying something like "ya look so scared. You know that only turns me on more?" Like HELLO GOOD SIR WKWKDF OKAY FINE YOU CAN MURDER ME IF YOU KEEP TALKING LIKE THAT WHEW

all I'm saying is 👀 barb smut would go hard LMAO

Also!! I saw the other ask and 😭😭🥹🥹 wdym people like my story?! brb sobbing, I LOVE Y'ALL SM FOR THE SUPPORT WAHHH

next part soon hopefully maybe 😭 I'm trying to beat og before Thursday (lesson 71) bc i go on vacation next week with limited internet, and I've been working hard on the solomams songfic. I'M AT 3.5K WORDS ?!

I'm not even done is the worst part, but i wrote a kiss scene and got all embarrassed at 3 in the morning. these bitches are switches and it shows (i think)

AOKAY IVE ALMOST MADE IT TO WORK BYEE

- ✨ anon

I am such a rambler in the tags! Sometimes I can keep 'em short and sweet, but then sometimes I say WAY too much and I have to delete stuff. And in this case, I was like, I can't with this lol. If you all only knew the realities of what I keep to myself... but after my ramblings, I'm pretty consistent with my tags. I tried to keep them as simple as possible so I wouldn't forget them.

I swear there was another card or event or something where Mammon said that MC being scared turned him on?? Or like they were making out and being chased by zombies or something and he was like wow I'm so turned on right now??? Something along those lines. Which I find very funny considering he's usually the one who's scared!

But oh wow "You need to learn your place." All I can think about is a situation where Barb has a bratty MC tied up and then it's all- okay I better stop before I have to redact things again. But yeah that line just awakens the brat in me lololol. TMI I KNOW.

AND YES! See, the consensus is that we love your story and want more of it lol! Whenever you're ready to share the next part, that is! I'm curious about the playlist drama!

Also you would be surprised at how quickly words can rack up if you aren't paying attention. This happens to me A LOT. Like all the time.

The thing about this, in my opinion, is that sometimes you need more words than you realize because you need the space to tell the story. Usually if I'm just writing something short and sweet, it's a single scene, plucked out of time, depicting a very simple idea. But the second a story gets a little more complex is the second you start finding you need more and more words for it to make sense! I say just go with it, let yourself write as much as the story needs!!

Everybody in this game is a switch as far as I'm concerned lol. I can't help it, that's just how they live in my mind.

Anyway, I hope you're enjoying the writing process! Don't push yourself and don't be afraid to write a lot!!

[mermaidsirennikita]

ARC Review: Forget Me Not by Julie Soto

4.25/5. Releases 7/11/2023.

For when you're vibing with... a Julia Roberts-era romcom, wedding planner romance, gruff but swoonworthy, lovely heroes, and messy bitches who can't do emotion right.

Workaholic Ama has booked a celebrity wedding that will skyrocket her notoriety as a planner. The only problem? The florist is her ex, quiet, grumpy Elliot Bloom...who is none too happy to see her after she broke his heart. Determined to make the situation work, Ama and Elliot try to avoid one another as much as possible--but there's unfinished business between them, and it could push Ama to question everything she believed about herself.

Oh, this is a good one. Emotional and reminiscent of the 90s/early 2000s romcoms I love, this book wears it heart on its sleeve. The Reylos know how to do a romance novel, dude.

Quick Takes:

--I love a wedding backdrop for romantic stories, and this book milks it. It gave me My Best Friend's Wedding and The Wedding Planner energy; there's the high emotion that comes with wedding planning, plus the drama and the inherent wistfulness that occurs when you're not the bride but maybe, just maybe, you really want to be a bride. Forget Me Not nails that energy, and it's also just a lot of fun in that sense. Plus, I really believed that Ama loved her job, and that's kind of a lynchpin of the plot.

--Our leads were a great match. Like I said, Ama is all about work; whereas Elliot is very good at his job, but it's more about family legacy. She lives to work, whereas he works to live. It's a good conflict. But at the same time, they give each other something. She pushes him out of his shell, he gives her a safe place to land. They fuck like rabbits and hold each other sweetly. There's a real sense of "oh they are in looooove" in this book, and it made my heart warm.

--I mentioned this author is a Reylo. For me, that's not something I actively seek (I have nothing against the ship, I've read really good Reylo fic, I disagree with some interpretations of the ship and agree with other, darker takes, I love Adam Driver as an actor and Daisy Ridley does nothing for me--I'm very "middle of the road" on it) but I'm also happy to see it. And let me tell you, I could seeeee the "things we project onto Adam Driver as a man who wishes to not be perceived on the internet" vibe to Elliot, in the best way. He's shy in a way that comes off as stern, he's struck by Ama but doesn't know what the fuck to say, he'll put her on her hands and knees in his car and then, when he realizes she's been knowingly driving a car about to fall apart for months, glare at her and competently take care of it. God... he really does it. He does it. The competency, the suppressed emotion, the floral tattoos! Damn.

--I feel like Ama might be a heroine some don't respond well to, because she is unabashedly forthright about her wants and needs--or at least, what she thinks she wants and needs. At the same time, she clearly pushes for things with Elliot without being willing to follow through, sending him mixed signals. To me, she was extremely relatable and human. I love a commitment-phobic heroine, and I sure would love to see more of them. To me, both Ama and Elliot make mistakes in this novel, but never because they want to hurt each other. They're just... people.

--We have a classic romcom-type villain in this book, and that is something I personally love.

--I will say, the format is unusual--sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't. Ama's POV is largely in the present, nearly three years after she and Elliot broke up. Elliot's POV is largely in the past, during their relationship. The timeline for both eras is relatively short-ish, and you see a lot more of Elliot and Ama interacting romantically in the past than you do the present, because the present is about like... working towards a reunion. It's realistic, in a sense, because these two really just should be together and their conflicts are internal. But I did wish that we could've seen them interact a bit earlier in the novel, and it did take some getting used to. It's interesting, I just think there could've been a bit more flexibility in the structure. I will say, it did add to the MAX ANGST of the present in Ama's POV.

The Sex Stuff:

Oh, it's hot. We bemoan the state of sex in many traditionally published contemporaries at the moment, but this one is really sexy. I was pleasantly surprised by how their sexual relationship began--you don't see that vibe in a lot of contemporary trad romances. And Elliot is, again, kind of the ideal man: he's a lovely sweet baby who will fuck the absolute shit out of a woman. Also... they talk flowers during. Like, "recite these flowers until you come" kind of talk.

I'm excited to see what Julie Soto releases next, and honestly? I could totally see this as a movie. It's a really solid, truly romantic debut, and it did in fact... give me the feels.

Thanks to Netgalley and Forever for providing me with a copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

[v-anrouge]

Ok I decided I'm redoing my match up thing, it was too messy

What I look for in a man:

I don't wanna say this but he's gotta be handsome (shallow I know but hey at least I admit it) but he's also gotta be kind enough to me so I don't feel like a worthless piece of shit whenever he talks to me (bonus points if he's got a hot voice)

Love Language (recieving):

Words of Affirmation (says almost every Asian child ever) and gift giving are major love languages I have for recieving

Love Language (giving):

Physical touch/intimacy, I had this era as a kid where I'd rub on my mom and sister like a cat, it was annoying for them but that's just how I showed me love for them. Playfully hitting is also included like it a little bap on the head, sometimes I underestimate my strength and hurt the person I do that to and it makes me feel terrible.

Things about myself my s/o should very much know:

I'm a lazy, cynical and very pessimistic person (also very neurodivergent coded) I will cry if they're mean to me a lot and I will curse them out if they're mean to me a lot. It entirely depends on how I feel after waking up. Very much anger issues (working on it dw). I find crying attractive which is very weird and I don't wanna dive into that can of worms just yet.

Resting Bitch Face is my default which scares babies apparently and that's why they don't like me? Children are scary but I do want them. Every Time I see a cute baby I will say 'i love babies 🥹' (yes the emoji is included). It's a forever ongoing baby fever for me.

If you're gonna be with me you need to know how to listen cause if I think you're not I'll either A: stop talking and say nevermind or B: annoy you into listening to me. This again, entirely depends on my mood.

Being dramatic cause I like drama? Nah

I'm dramatic cause I never got attention from my dad as a child. Ig that's part of why I seek male validation, sad. I dunno what else to add 🤷🏻‍♀️ (have my first draft for the ppl that see this ig)

Guess who's asking for a match up (spoiler: it's me)

Favorite color: obvs purple 🙄 (why did I add this 😭)

Uhhh I'm super lazy and very much depressed, I will get angry if you ignore my very obvious mental struggles. (I also just get really angry in general but SHHHH) also very cynical and apathetic to most things, sleepy 24/7.

I make characters so they can live a life I can only dream of...hmmm what else...I'm smart-ish (if top 7 of my grade for 8 consecutive terms counts as smart) anddddd I like writing and making up storylines. My favorite thing to do is read (not the classics, they bore me tbh, but I guess Holes and Midsummer's Night Dream is ok)

I very much often ramble into tangents and can be seen as a bitch apparently cause yay social anxiety doesn't like me talking to other ppl ✨ toxic friendship frr‼️ I'm more expressive on the internet than I am in real life bc no one knows who I am behind the screen (unless you doxx me but pls don't ♥️) and that comforts me.

I have ADD, MILD autism and 💩 crippling depression 💩

I like being dramatic bc I didn't get much attention from my dad as a kid and he went to buy milk ig 🤷🏻‍♀️. I always look high in pictures and I hate taking them cause I always look high.

What else...hmmm I like singing and dancing when I think no one's watching and I despise- no I abhor when ppl try to force me into doing things I don't wanna do. I like food a lot and will cry if it has no flavor. Donuts are 👌🏼 . I was 100% a menace as a kid and awfully gullible. And I'm very good at holding grudges as well (my longest grudge is over a decade long-)

And I think that's abt it? There's probs more but I'm tired

homie gave me their entire autobiography holy fuck /pos

I MATCH YOU WITH!!

MALLEUS this man LIVES to spoil you he just loves hugging you from behind and smiling as he shows you a beautiful (and extremely expensive) necklace he got done for you, the necklace is enchanted so that it'll always be in pristine condition, the gem's color change in the light naturally but you can see they also have a bit of magic on them, everyday this man will smile and compliment your stunning flawless looks with a smile on his face, if he had his tail out it would be wagging so hard he'd cause an earthquake

at first malleus would be very confused on why you hit him and think he had done something wrong but when you tell him it's just your way of showing affection he'll say you can use him as punching as much as you want to with a cute little smile, malleus won't ever hit you back because 1- he is way stronger than you and would definitely hurt you 2- what kind of man would he be if he hurt the one he is so deeply in love with??

he loves any affection you give him, in the beginning of your relationship malleus always went a bit stiff when you showed him a lot of affection because he isn't used to it but even back then he already did enjoy your affection he just didn't know how to react to it, now he is already very used to it, to the point he'll get a bit pouty if he doesn't get his morning hug and kiss

malleus is aware of your mental health and he does everything in his power to help you heal and feel better, malleus does not like fighting and he isn't used to being mean, sometimes he could say something a bit hurtful but it's just because he isn't completely socially aware, please talk to him if he ever hurts you and he'll immediately apologize and promise to never say anything like that ever again, he'll spend the rest of the day spoiling you to make up for that, he says it's because he feels terrible and although he isn't lying you both know malleus just really enjoys spoiling u

malleus loves reading to you, he'd really enjoy it if you could sit on his lap as he reads a book you picked out, his voice is very pleasant to listen and honestly very calming so most of the times you end up falling asleep, when that happens malleus kisses your forehead and hugs you tighter making sure you're having the sweetest dreams ever

both of you are seen as intimidating so as soon as you two step into any place everyone is immediately looking at you two, an intense intimidating aura filling the entire place as you two walk together before malleus picks up a silly little plushie and tells you that it reminds him of you and start gushing over it as if u two were completely alone, to be fair, whenever malleus is with you you're the only thing he cares about

malleus is over the moon when he discovers that you'd like to have children since he will be a king that is basically a necessity, it doesn't matter if you two adopt or have the child yourselves malleus will make sure you and his little baby/babies are always happy and comfortable, he'll spoil both u and ur child/children rotten and would be constantly cooing over them, however he is extremely protective of you and your child/children so he tends to growl at strangers that approach u 💀

other possibilities: kalim, lilia & trey

[carolmunson]

i just read your drable where Steve and R go to Jonathan and Nancy's wedding and fucking ouch that hurt and i just live how you always write thus like emotionally complex and sometimes even fraught situations like i get that sometimes it's fun to pretend Steve is totally over her but also the complicated feelings with Nancy and also r and whatever feelings the reader is also feeling towards both afterwards is so fun to read? maybe because I'm a messy bitch who loves drama and conflict but still

LMAO i am also a messy bitch who loves a little drama in my fics. i’m glad you loved, sorry it caused pain!

[lucysarah-c]

Hello! how are you doing?

I was thinking, do you know the song “Labour” by Paris Paloma? i hope you do, if you don’t, please read the lyrics. It reminds me SO MUCH of y/n from holy ground… it’s like the song was written for her (for all women obviously) but it’s too accurate lmao…

Also, thank you for writing such an amazing fic that I revisit some scenes every night before i go to sleep.

You’re GREAT.

Hi dear! How are you? Are you having a nice day/night? I didn't know this song and I'd to check it out, I do thank the recomendation because this artist seem right on my alley. I'm not being biased because one of the lyrics videos I found was an edit of Allicen Hightower and I ADORE house of the dragon. I'll rampage a bit, if you allow me to <3

The part where she mentions all the jobs ugh chef kiss! for my Yn had always been the queen in Erwin's chess board, she can move to all the directions, she can fill up any role he needs her to.. but sacrificing the queen is always a risky decision in chess. I've said it multiple times but the song "tolerate it" by Taylor Swift is one that inspired a lot her relationship with Erwin. I'm not saying that Erwin is the only bad guy in the story haha sometimes Levi say some stuff that if a guy say it to me nowadays, he would leave with my 5 fingers marked on his face. It's hard for me to find a middle ground, something that's enjoyable to read but not sugar coated or romantized, like "all dudes are misogynist except Levi". The last chapter? chapter 17? Levi saying that "she's not a woman yet" haha I was writting that scene thinking "man and their cocks, they think that only that is the transition to adulthood for us,"

And about the song, it's marvelouse. When I was creating the character of YN for the story (since its a story that revolves more around the society of paradise over titans) I felt that my main idea was that I didn't want to fall into the "physically strong, doesn't care about society, rebel, powerful, etc" reader. I had 3 main ideas to create her character:

Rage, female rage. I hate the idea that when women are angry with a man they just let s single tear run down their eyes and look at you with doe eyes and walk away silently because they already suffer it all and now you'll have to live with their uncomfortable silence. no. NO. I wanted her to be messy, I wanted her to be vengeable, to be full of rage, to scream, to shout, to cry messily, to do an scene, to be a "hysterical drama little bitch" in the eyes of everybody. Basically to be a woman so tired of her pasiveness that once she's done, she doens't want peace. She aims for your heart and blood.

Her sorority. Yn learned the hard way that putting women against women for a man is never worth it. She's well aware that the only person who will suffer the consequences of she speaking up is Marie and Marie's child. She doesn't care about Marie but her loyalty to what she believed is right to other women is what make her protect her. So she's like "I may be seen as a hysterical little bitch in the eyes of everybody but Erwin would have to suffer the public judgement of being unable to control me, he will never have the comfort of my silence,"

The Madonna/whore complex. Yn is in a limbo where she feels she's never winning, she's a pure little angel who can't deseire anything... her man cheats because she's not pleasing him, you know, men search outside what they don't get in home (sarcasm). OR she's a whore who opens her legs to anyone.

I'm so thankful that you think it sounds like YN from HG and also thank you for your sweet words, it's so nice from you <3 Honestly, I'm always surprised when people recomend me songs that remind them of YN from Hg. In my mind Holy Ground is a story I write for myself because me and other 4 people read, therefore it always make my day that someone like you even goes back to read some scenes. OMG, I just don't know what to say aside from Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

[maxdurden]

3, 5, 6, 7, 13, 17, 25, 26, 28, 30!!!!!!!!!! or as many as you want i just realized this is a lot of numbers!!!!!!!

3 Biggest self-insert OC?

definitely wes, it's not even a competition. sometimes self insert next gen au ocs for your favorite media can be something soo important to a teenager coping with untreated mental illness. but i also think i project at least a little onto every oc i make. i just think embuing the little guys that live in my head with a bit of my soul makes them more fun, sue me

5 What are some of your OCs biggest fears?

this is a hard question!! i think my ocs are consistently coping with the fear of being unlovable and alone. but also my ocs are very often super afraid of heights, which is definitely projection. wes is afraid of sharks and the ocean in general! that kid grew up near gotham harbor and you wouldn't trust large bodies of water if you'd grown up near that shit either!

6 Do you have any OCs without stories? Will you ever create one for them?

yeah! i have shelves full of ocs that i made in a blind haze and now they sit and collect dust in the broom closet of my mind. and honestly? who knows, but probably not. a bitch can barely write fanfic, not to mention a competent original story

7 What are your favourite relationships between your OCs? (romantic or platonic!)

my favorite relationships are always familial!!! i fucking,,,, LOVE exploring family dynamics in fiction i'm so normal about it. it's why peisistratus has basically the same amount of interaction with his brothers as he does with telemachus in bbyhr (and i think i should get to count AT LEAST echephron as an oc because i showed that man more love that homer ever dreamed of). but!! i had a superhero oc named jaime and their relationship with their dad (xander) was really fun to mess around with! the aforementioned wes has relationships with a lot of canon characters and their relationship with dick is sooo fun to think about (good relationship dynamic to squirm to, even).

i also really like really close friendships! like the kind where two characters just exist as their entire messy selves around each other because they're so close that it doesn't matter. wes was good friends with the xander i mentioned earlier and their dynamic was Ride Or Die, but then when they fought they were absolutely brutal to each other. very sibling-like ig lol

13 Which story has the most lore?

LISTEN i also don't do lore because i'm not a nerd. but if i did lore, it'd be the story that wes comes from. it was technically a dc related universe? i think it could generously be called an au, but it got so out of hand we ended up calling it the councilverse. it had enough of its own lore to justify being a whole ass other world. there were gods and sirens that had insane and deep lore completely unrelated to dc comics. not to mention!!! all the backstory for all the characters (i could not come close to giving an exhaustive list of all the characters. by the end of it there were roughly three or four generations, and three alternate universes within this one overarching concept of the councilverse. she was,,,, messy)

17 What are some tropes and character dynamics found in your wips?

most common character dynamic has to be Messy Family Dynamics. from parental issues to weird estranged siblings vibes, i simply cannot be stopped. swallows in the windless field is playing up the menoetius and patroclus drama, and braved by your hearts resolve is just a love letter to daddy issues lmao. i think i'm a big fan of slowburn tropes like yearning and obliviousness. and the power of friendship? is a trope you'll have to pry from my cold dead hands

25 What’s your favourite genre to write? Is it also your favourite genre to read?

lately i've been REALLY into writing historical fiction. i've enjoyed all the research i've gotten to do for bbyhr. but i also enjoy writing fantasy stuff maybe more! fantasy is by far my favorite thing to read, but i can be picky about historical fiction stuff. i also really like reading superhero stuff, but writing it makes me nervous (i do it for myself but idk that i'd ever publish it for fear of it not being that good and also for fear of dc comics fans [source: i am one and they are scary])

26 What are your favourite books?

i mean,,, i OBVIOUSLY have an unhealthy fixation on the odyssey and the iliad. so, ya know. we are the ants is a book that had a huge impact on me when it came out, it's kinda sci-fi ish but very fun! and i do, i think technically, have to give credit to the song of achilles and circe for being as formative as they were.

i've also been reading A LOT of comics lately because i realized you can get that shit for free on the internet (pls pls pls don't ask why it took 20+ years for me to figure this out i'm just an incredibly lil guy with not a very big brain). so i've recently revisited the red hood and arsenal run that rewrote my brain chemistry as a teenager. but also favorite comics could be a whole other conversation so maybe i should stop there lmao

28 Favourite songs at the moment?

ahh!! i have so many. i've been listening to a LOT of phoebe bridgers and boygenius. so smoke signals and icu are probably two songs that i spend the most time listening to rn.

but also! against the kitchen floor by will wood (i can finally listen to songs OTHER than this one now, though, which is great)

nightstand by dev lemons!! is really good

body to flame by lucy dacus

and!! the kingdom is within you by gang of youths (fun fact: listening to the gang of youths album angel in realtime. and day dreaming about fridging batman for the sake of drama between the robins is a very good pastime)

30 How are you doing? <3

i'm doing good! my birthday was yesterday :3 so that's neat. i am in desperate need of motivation to write (and a cure for the temptation to write jayroy fanfic)

[shyishsarawat]

tagged by @praninlove ty bestie <3

1. your all time favorite bl and why

1000 stars, though 2gether is always in my mind <3

2. that one bl that scarred you for life

it didn't scar me for life but The Blue Hour I watched it at like 5AM for Gun and I didn't know it was like a horror movie and I was like...why do I feel so creeped out by everything? it's the first movie to unsettle me in years, but that also could've been because I hadn't gone to bed yet ahshs

also I watched all the The Shortest Distance is Round movies, not because I liked them but bc I payed for a month of Gaga00lala and I was just watching stuff and also bc it was all so messed up and I wanted to see how much messier it would get agshshs wouldn't recommend someone gets their dick bitten off in the first movie and I don't want to even get into the other stuff

there's more from gagaoolala but let's not talk about them I've moved on :)

3. is there any bl that made you feel very single?

ATOTS, Bad Buddy, 2gether, Quaranthings, Don't Say No

4. if you could change one thing from a bl, which one would it be?

MODC ending 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

5. that one bl you detest (don’t hold back)

Th*rnType 🙄🙄 like their toxicity wasn't even fun to watch it was so annoying 🙄🙄 like I'm not the purity police and I even like genuinely toxic ships sometimes ( and not Tumblr's warped definition of toxic but actual toxic ships ) and I still found them so genuinely unappealing. Also waterboyy but for it's wasted potential and other reasons I don't want to get into.

6. your top five:

1. A tale of thousand stars

2. 2gether

3. Bad Buddy

4. Light On Me

5. My Love Mix Up!/Kieta Hatsukoi/my vanishing first love

7. that trashy bl that you lowkey like

TonhonChonlatee - I forgot everything about this show except Khaotung's little dancey dance 😊😊 and the teddy bear scene agshshs but I remember thinking it was kinda bad but I was having enough fun to keep watching it

8. your favorite korean bl (it’s important we know)

Light On Me - my beloved <3

9. but also your top 3 for kbls

1. Light On Me

2. Where Your Eyes Linger

3. The Imaginary one in my head about Seojun/Suho from my beloved True Beauty <3 and the Seojun/JuKyung/Suho one. something about friends to enemies to friends to lovers seems fun.

Also whatever those two unhinged bitches from strangers from hell had is better than most kbls

honestly so many Korean BL's I've seen have been pretty mid or just so fast it's hard to enjoy anything about them asghshs

10. season 2? which one?

I actually don't think I want season 2 of any BL, I'm afraid they'll pull something like in ipytm ( which I still haven't watched ) and emotionally I can't handle that. I think special episodes like 2gether got is good, or a like a movie with a focused plot, but even then it's like...what if Aof isn't directing it? how do we even know it'll be good and not crush our souls and destroy our beloved characters, huh?

11. a bunch of dramas will air soon. which ones are you the most excited for?

moonlight chicken and cupid's last wish, they both have EarthMix and look kinda messy and I'm living for it.

12. Tag Them

I tag my bestie @ralbeleren and anyone who sees this and wants to do it 😊

[lovelyirony]

Hello friend! I'm in a mood and just feel like reading something sad. Could you pretty please maybe write some sad winteriron? Maybe something to do with terminal illness but it's up to you!

Being human means that there are many things that could happen to you and you can’t help it. 

Like cancer. 

Or being hit by a bus. 

Maybe a heart condition that you didn’t know about until you were thirty-two, had weird chest pains, and then found you didn’t have genetic testing done and neither parent told you about any extensive medical history because they both were estranged from the family. 

Okay. That was specific. 

But Tony was laying in a hospital bed and the doctors told him that he wouldn’t live past forty and he would die of heart failure. 

He feels like he should be hit harder by this. He only has eight years left to live. He shouldn’t be in his kitchen making eggs, he should probably be hysterically calling Rhodey and Pepper and Happy and asking them about funeral arrangements and what he’s going to do and quite possibly if spending the extra money to get the executive suite at the fancy hotel in Switzerland is worth it. 

Except he doesn’t want to. 

Death is a messy process. Not for him, they assured him of that. But everyone asks you questions and your loved ones. You have to figure out where to bury someone if they didn’t do it beforehand. Sometimes you have debates about cremation. Other times about how much you want to spend on a casket. 

He really doesn’t want to look at Rhodey or Pepper or Happy when they talk about that because he knows that their faces will break into tears and he will see the tear tracks when they go home to their houses and cry some more. 

Nonsense. 

If he can hide it, then he will. He doesn’t want to be a bother, it would be...unfortunate. 

Besides. He’s lonely at the top, and there’s no climbing back down the mountain. He won’t pull a Scrooge and get visited by three ghosts. 

So he lives. 

He pulls some risky moves, but nothing that makes Pepper have the “are you up to something serious that could potentially cause my midlife crisis to go off-schedule” talk. 

Again. 

He donates more money to charities and helps people pay off medical bills and walks around New York late at night to wonder why he’s going to die in eight or maybe even seven years instead of the proposed twenty to thirty. (What? He wasn’t going to be too generous, he knew himself.) 

Tony wonders sometimes if he will meet someone and they will make him want to live so much more than he can. It will be like those romantic dramas with rainfall and hair plastered to foreheads and passionate kisses that leave some of the older women teary-eyed and wishing that their husband would do something like that. 

But he’s a genius, so he knows statistics like the back of his hand. 

There will be no one. 

Eight turns into seven. He celebrates by getting absolutely slammed on New Year’s Eve and wakes up to the shittiest radio station blaring. He’s pretty sure they’re playing Maroon 5, which fucking ugh. 

New Year, new resolutions. He doesn’t bother to make one. 

“Why not? You usually make a joke one,” Rhodey says. 

“We are all going to die,” Tony answers. “Why make a resolution if I don’t want to? If I were to die in a year, it wouldn’t really matter.” 

“Okay Lord Byron,” Rhodey says, rolling his eyes. “You want Hot Topic giftcards for your birthday? Huh?” 

Tony laughs. 

Rhodey always knows how to make him laugh. 

Tony doesn’t know how he’s going to make Rhodey laugh when he’s dead. So that’s a breaking point where he stares at the wall and starts to write random memories down, like the time they snuck up onto a hotel’s roof to see the city wake up and the wind chapped their lips and Tony swore that he’d never leave Rhodey. 

Except he is. 

And he realizes that he needs to let Pepper and Rhodey and Happy know that he loves them a lot. So he starts the letters. 

He writes a letter to Pepper to remind her about how much she regrets getting light blue nail polish every single time she gets a manicure, and she should never get it. (Yes, even for a wedding she’s in, get something, anything other than that.) 

He writes a letter to Happy that is basically just wondering about how they can troll asshole celebrities that they know. He doesn’t know, but maybe he will find some dirt so that if Happy ever falls on dire times, he will have some extra cash flow coming in. Not that Tony would let that happen, but say Happy ever did. Maybe someone stole his bank information. Who knows what will happen in seven or six years. 

Summer still sucks. He thinks maybe he’ll like it more, now that he knows that his heart is going to quit. But it still smells like piss and garbage on the streets of New York, people are still blasting shitty music and riding bikes too dangerously, and he still feels gross by two p.m. when he goes outside to face the world. 

Not even the treat of shaved ice helps this. 

“At least I won’t have to face another one in seven years,” Tony murmurs. “Thank god for that.” 

Seven turns into six. 

It’s around this time when an attractive redhead shows up at his office, bends down a bit lower than necessary, and Tony gets the feeling that SHIELD should really train their agents a bit better if they want something out of him. 

He organizes a meeting with Fury, walks in, and states that they cannot afford him. 

“You know that your help would be particularly useful,” Fury says. 

“For you to get what?” He asks. “Don’t bullshit me with some answer about compassion. Peggy Carter was kind, but she wasn’t a damned saint.” 

“There are new...developments.” 

Like the fact that they’ve found Captain America. And Bucky Barnes didn’t fall off into a random ravine, so the four different conspiracy theory documentary videos that Tony watched last year were about five hours of wasted time. 

They need somewhere to stay. Fury wants Tony to foot the bill. 

“What, can’t ask the government for funding?” Tony asks. “I’m sure if they can up the budget for military every year, that covers Cap and his old pal. Hell, I bet they’ll even open up the champagne fridges.” 

“They don’t know about it.” 

“And why would that be? Because you’d rather have idols to yourself?” 

It’s a low-blow. But Tony agrees to take them in. He just doesn’t want to see them, notably because his father was a bit of a Captain America fan, Tony had had a crush on the former sharpshooter when he was a younger guy, and it was all kinds of messed up. 

But he gives them their own little apartment, one of his safehouses. 

“This ain’t little,” Steve mutters to himself, unpacking a box of plates. Natasha has been nice enough to show them around and tell them about the changes she finds relevant. She forced them to listen to what she called ‘the goddess of pop’ in the car, and Bucky nearly clawed out the stereo after “Toxic” came on. 

“Fuckin’ palace,” Bucky mutters. “Who’s is this?” 

“A man in high places,” Natasha answers. “He doesn’t want to be known. Doesn’t exactly play well with others.” 

She leaves them be, and there’s so much that has changed. Steve is still looking for any sign of the past he can find in Bucky, and Bucky...

He’s not who he used to be. He doesn’t remember half the shit that Steve does. Perks of having your brain so fried up that you can barely remember your middle name. 

They eat together in silence. 

“I guess...I guess we have to figure out who we really are,” Steve says. “Because you’re not who I remember, and I’m not...I guess I’m not either.” 

Bucky nods. 

“Do you reckon we’ll like going out dancing?” 

The answer is a strong no, although Steve has to say the drinks have improved a hell of a lot more. He likes the ones that come with the small paper umbrellas. He doesn’t know where they get them, but it gives him an idea for an art project. 

Tony doesn’t hear much about the wonder boys. He doesn’t want to, not really. Natasha just says they’re getting more and more adjusted and she has evidence of Steve Rogers going clubbing. 

“Oh my god,” Tony groans. “Romanoff, do not.” 

“It’s funny.” 

“I don’t wanna know.” 

“What, you jealous that you’re not dancing with him?” 

“Hardly. Blonde and beefy isn’t my type.” 

“Then what is?” 

“Classified.” Tony answered. “Now, is there anything else you want SHIELD to suck out of me?” 

“Well, my manicure funding is getting rather low...” 

Tony snorts, but points towards the door. 

His chest hurts. It’s been happening. He’s actually gotten used to it. In a way, he’s more concerned when it doesn’t hurt. He went to another specialist. They say his death sentence is signed, even if they don’t word it like that. Here’s how it is usually worded: 

“I have a colleague who works at insert-clinic/hospital-here...I can refer you to Dr. So-and-So?” 

They can. But it’s another list of referrals of so-and-so’s and clinics and appointments at the most inopportune times. 

All for nothing, because Tony knows that he can’t be fixed. The human body sometimes works like a machine. But it’s not one. It’d be like Tony calling a dog a wolf. Similar, but no one wants to bring a wolf into their house as a pet. 

He gets a phone call from someone named Deputy Director Hill. 

-

He needs a new arm. 

Barnes needs a new arm. Of course he does. Tony should’ve expected that, of course. Hydra isn’t exactly known for revolutionizing prosthetics or being particularly kind to their projects that they work on. So Tony automatically has a one-up. 

He gets Barnes to come to this mechanic garage, surrounded by old tin signs and vintage cars that cost more than most of the monthly rent of penthouses in New York. 

Bucky does a double-take. 

“Howard?” 

“I hope not,” Tony answers. “Hop up on the chair for me, please. I’m getting you a new arm.” 

“This is fine,” Barnes automatically spouts. Tony can see the damage from here, and can even point out that the arm’s reaction time is probably the worst it has been currently. 

“If you want to stick to your Great Depression ideals, then by all means be my guest and go bitch in a grocery store about prices,” Tony responds dryly. “But if you want an arm that’s gonna be actually good, then sit.” 

So he does. 

Tony looks incredibly similar to his father. But there’s something different about him. Something softer, almost. Bucky didn’t know Howard nearly as well as others did, but he knew that Tony wasn’t his father. 

“How are you adjusting to the city?” Tony asks. 

"Still the shithole we all know and love,” Bucky swears. “I think the rats got bigger.” 

“They did. It’s amusing and horrifying at the same time. You ride the subway yet?” 

“Yes and I’ve come to terms with it. Lots of new things to learn about it.” 

Barnes’ visits become more frequent. They talk about New York stuff. Tony tells him all about the fun events that have happened that he missed while he was doing time as an icicle. 

It’s nice, talking to him. Tony finally has someone who understands fatalistic humor and doesn’t respond with 

“That’s scary, Tony.” 

“What do you mean?” 

Bucky just says “cheers” and decides to tell Tony about the time he nearly died in 1992 because he lost his footing on the Eiffel Tower. 

Tony laughs, and laughs harder than he thought he had in a long time. 

-

Six turns into five. 

Bucky gets closer, and they have...something. He’s not sure what it is yet, but he knows that they go on breakfast dates most of the time and he knows the coffee orders by heart. 

“I think you’ve found someone,” Pepper says, teasing. “Look at you.” 

“Yeah, look at me,” Tony murmurs. 

He has five years left. That’s plenty of time to date someone and break up, right? 

Except. 

It’s...wonderful to date Bucky. They go all over, have fun trying the shittiest restaurants in town, and even get Steve to get out more and socialize with the group. 

They date and celebrate holidays together and have fun candles and--

Five turns into four. 

“Not that bad,” Tony whispers to himself when he’s getting ready for bed. 

“What’s not bad?” Bucky asks. 

“Nothing, sweetheart,” Tony says. “Just got a new toothpaste.” 

They watch It’s a Wonderful Life and Tony can’t really focus, not when he’s thinking about the fact that he still hasn’t picked out a design for his urn. 

Not when he realizes that he needs to break up with Bucky and make it a whole big scene so that no one will talk to him. It has to be about two years before the date, he thinks. 

He goes to another Dr. So-and-So. They say he might actually have one more year, but who knows. 

He doesn’t. 

But he wakes up with Bucky every day and they make breakfast, and he thinks that maybe he could tell him? Maybe? 

The words get stuck in his mouth. 

He can’t. 

He meets with his lawyer for the will. 

“Why making sudden changes?” 

“Just like to shake things up,” Tony says with a smile. “Never know what’s going to happen, right?” 

“You are right about that,” the lawyer says. He’s a bit uncomfortable. Tony Stark looks at him like he knows that his life is short and that something else will come up. But it’s not the lawyer’s job to ask if things really are okay, and it’s not like Tony would tell him anyway. 

So he makes the changes to the will. 

Tony looks at Bucky as he’s napping, face so peaceful. 

He can’t ruin that. 

[punkscowardschampions]

Jac & Savannah

Savannah: [Okay so my idea is it's literally the first day because of course it is, highkey bitches, and like they haven't had chance to talk much as they're also the kinda bitches who wanna make a good first impression on whoever they are doing this work experience for but then they get told to do something together. The thing is, Jac can't find Sav, until she does find her crying in the bathroom because it's like a few months previous so her dad hasn't left yet and things are really messy between her parents obvs she would've tried to call her boyfriend but he wouldn't answer cos he's doing work experience too so Jac comforts her and it's a #bondingmoment and I thought we could start the convo after that/ later either with Jac being like are you okay now or Sav being like I'm so embarrassed] Jac: [yes 1000% to all of that, good thinking boo] Savannah: [would you like to start it being concerned to show she's not like Mia levels of callous heartless bitch?] Jac: [on it lmao] Jac: Hi, just wanted to check in, I hope you're feeling a bit better now Jac: know we haven't particularly before, but if you do ever need to talk Jac: sometimes friends don't get it, I know Savannah: Oh god, I've never been this embarrassed in my entire life! Savannah: I don't normally do that, honestly Jac: Of course Jac: You so don't need to be, I promise Jac: it sounds like you're going through a lot right now, you did amazing keeping it together all day Savannah: Everything is getting on top of me, I swear I'd be living at my boyfriend's if not for my little sister Savannah: but when I am home I have to be strong for her so I just feel so alone there Savannah: Like, I can't even feel how I feel Jac: Everyone always puts such unfair pressure on the oldest, I'm the same Jac: but you are strong, I can tell, even if you don't feel it all the time Jac: it's strong to admit you aren't okay, and that that's okay Savannah: That's so true! Did we ask to get born first, no? Savannah: you're the sweetest, I can tell Savannah: none of my friends have even tried to make me feel better Jac: Lifetime of being a babysitter and bodyguard 🙄 Jac: People can get so wrapped up in their own 'drama' Jac: some people we go to school with have never had an actual problem in their life and it shows Jac: but like I said, you can always come to me, even if you just wanna vent everything out and not have me respond, that's totally fine Jac: you should have someone you can confide in Savannah: Sienna needs it though, she's very very shy Savannah: People would take advantage if I wasn't there Savannah: Exactly! They think not getting a text back is a crisis Savannah: don't judge me because I know how this sounds but my boyfriend has totally become my best friend since we got together Savannah: it's great & I love that but I can't offload EVERYTHING onto him Savannah: there's no way I could have a breakdown & then delete it later, you know? Jac: Mine are the total opposite of shy, but there's no telling what kind of nonsense they'd get into if I weren't there to keep them safe Jac: That makes total sense Jac: and I think its sweet, most girls don't even LIKE their boyfriends, it's so childish Jac: but you're right, you can't rely on one person for everything, it's not fair on them, but also you Savannah: Yes! 👏 Why would I spend my precious time with someone who isn't worth that? Savannah: I don't understand most of the people we go to school with, seriously Savannah: my friends are always with their boyfriends too but fighting constantly about things that are nonsense Jac: 🙌 Preach Jac: Me either, it's honestly tiring having to deal with their 'logic' Jac: I thought there was like, no one at school with their priorities straight Savannah: & if you try & say anything you get attacked, like I'm offering help Savannah: my life is falling apart here & I do not have the mental space for your negativity Jac: People don't like when you help 'cos they cause their 'problems' themselves and they've got no intention of fixing them Jac: try not to take it personally, it says SO much more about them than it does you Jac: it's shitty they can't but that aside and be there for you when you really need them though, I'm sorry ❤ Savannah: You should literally be my parents relationship therapist Jac: I do want to do Psychology at Uni Savannah: OH MY GOD, me too! Savannah: I wanna go to Bath but I wouldn't mind St Andrews either even though it's only ranked 4th Savannah: Oxford & Cambridge are...what's the word? Jac: No way Jac: How do we have so much in common and we're only just finding out? Jac: It's like, they're the dream but also, are they just too old-fashioned for words? Jac: Some people in my family went to Cambridge, and I want to make my own path, you know? Savannah: That's SO important Savannah: & I know what you mean, as an educated black girl I just cannot Savannah: Imagine if we'd ended up at the same uni & I ran into you at some party or lecture Jac: ^^ You really have to think about these things Jac: That would be crazy Jac: as much as I'm DYING for the fresh start, it would be cool to have you there, a familiar face 😌 Savannah: You can read my mind Jac: I'm pretty sure I want Bath too, but Edinburgh seems like such a COOL city so 🤔😬😂 Jac: Cannot wait to do tours Savannah: You're SO right, there's no way to decide properly until we've been there Jac: I wish I could convince my 'rents that I need to go sooner rather than later 🙄 Savannah: I could talk my dad into anything at the moment, come with us! Jac: Seriously? Savannah: you have to Jac: We were meant to meet Jac: properly meet, I mean Savannah: That's what it feels like Jac: Fate is such a thing, honestly, there's so many weird 'conincidences' that have totally changed my life Savannah: It was such a strange little moment that brought me and my boyfriend together too, that could've easily not happened Jac: Right? Jac: Life is so crazy Savannah: I feel really happy at this exact moment & I wanted to die earlier Savannah: it's you Savannah: you're incredible Jac: I'm so glad you feel better, that's like, what I was meant to do, I can feel it Jac: you're so lovely, like ??? Savannah: Why have we never talked before? How? Jac: It's madness! Jac: Like, I need you in my life, honestly, my friends are just not even on the same planet sometimes, I swear Savannah: Oh honey, you can talk to me whenever too Savannah: I'm bringing breakfast into work for us tomorrow, no arguments, what do you love? Jac: ❤❤ Jac: caffeine anything 😜 Jac: do you go to [some #aes af cafe she definitely does go to too]? their pastries are 😘 so good Savannah: Get out! Of course I do! Savannah: I can't believe we haven't seen each other there Jac: 🤯🤯 This is silly now Jac: we're gonna have to sit down and work out the things we DON'T have in common at this rate Savannah: I'm going to [another aesthetic af place] later if you want to join? Home is the last place I wanna be Jac: Definitely Jac: Not done cheering you up yet Jac: and that place is also PERFECT Savannah: 🙌 Thank god you said yes 🙌 Savannah: I would totally have been crying again if it was a no Jac: Never Jac: You're so cool, Savannah Savannah: I'm going to have to think of a description for you that like only exists for you Savannah: because there are some other cool people but you're next level Jac: You are just the sweetest too, like how are you EVERYTHING Savannah: We're clearly everything together, we worked so hard today & now this Savannah: not letting you leave my life Jac: We make the perfect team Jac: I was lowkey so worried no one else would be going to this placement and then it turns out the BEST person ever is, okay 🙏🌍 Savannah: 💞 Savannah: All my friends are working in nurseries or in shops that'll give them free skincare Jac: Seriously! 🙄 Everyone just wants to have the easiest time possible Jac: my friend is legit working on reception in the sports centre next to the school Jac: like this is a chance to get your foot in the door somewhere and that's what you came up with? smh Savannah: You had it spot on when you said nobody our age has any sense of priorities Savannah: no offence to your friend but I could never Jac: Me either, there's a reason she's on her own 💁😏 Savannah: 😄

[urban-unease]

I agree with alot of this. I don't really use Instagram. I will say that it does have some really great doll artists, customizers, and restylers. If you can curate your home page well you can find some great artists, but the community aspect is lacking.

Doll Twitter is a hellscape. They're mean, petty, and sometimes outright unhinged with their aggression (you haven't lived until you've seen a doll youtuber with a Masters attack a 17 year old for saying a doll looks plain). Then they have the nerve to wonder why everybody hates them lol! But I like to stalk dolltwt because I'm a messy bitch who loves drama. It's also helpful to learn about leaks, new releases and pricing.

Youtube is a great place if you're looking to learning about doll crafts, doll customization, or to see in-depth reviews of dolls.

Reddit is pretty good though I find the discussions there to get really repetitive. Particularly in the Monster High sub where there are just countless posts about the high price of dolls (yeah, we know.)

I prefer Tumblr. its better for posting and sharing pictures and it's overall a very chill place.

Someone fairly new to doll collecting asked where the community is at, like with photo challenges and themes and discussion.

I kinda opted out when flickr and dollydaily stopped being so frequented. I wasn’t in a great place and wanted to focus on the thrift and repair side of things (and a more closely curated bunch of people who understand chronic illness and what I didn’t know at the time is probably ADHD: you know the sporadic bursts of communication then we don’t talk for two years but that’s still friendship to me and if you posted “folks i’m feeling miserable rn is there anybody out there”, i’d be loading up whatever chat program you’re on with my best stupid memes and animals being friends photos)

So where would a playline doll collector start nowadays? Any instagram accounts or hashtags or youtubers that galvanize the audience into posting their fave redhead and thoughts on new releases and that sort of stuff?

Peplies are open, pms too & please boost. Dollblrs great for a lot of things but we’re not exactly doing pink wednesdays and coachella challenges or your dolly doppleganger, stuff like that.

[thesummerfox]

Ok ma let's get you day started off right! Lol. How's about 54! *Because I'm a messy bitch that lives for drama gif*

You sure got my day started off right, cos I’ve been thinking about this prompt half the day now! You really know how to get the drama going -- as you didn’t specify and had no preference for who this was gonna be about, I made it about Kastle and I made it hurt a bit. Hope you enjoy! 💗

54. Why’s there a pregnancy test in the trash?

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He has been quiet all evening. Some people would say that Frank Castle is always quiet, but she knows better than that. He's the soft tread of combat boots on her carpet. He's the tinkering noises in her kitchen when he fixes her a cup of coffee. He's the huff of breath after a nightmare, the gentle "ma'am" when she's staring off into space, the knock on her door in the middle of the night. Frank Castle is never truly quiet. Not where it counts. 

Tonight, though, he is perfectly still. Sits on her new couch with his legs positioned as though he might bolt out the door at any second. Takes the proffered cup of coffee from her hands with no more than a vague inclination of his head. Listens to her ramble on and on about work as though the Punisher has nothing better to do than listen to a journalist's misgivings about being asked to cover the gossip column for a coworker who's on extended leave.

He's been quiet all evening and she's had enough of that, thank you very much.

"Okay," she says, at the end of her long-winded rant about how Rand Enterprises can go drown in quicksand for all she cares, "I give up. I really, really give up." Fixes him with the best stare she's got in her repertoire. "Would you mind telling me what the fuck's going on with you tonight?"

He has the audacity to blink at her. His eyes shift away from her face when he says "nothing" in reply, which really means that there is a whole lot of everything going on in that head of his. She hisses out an exasperated breath. Shakes her head. Doesn't give up. (She's a dog with a bone when it comes to these matters. He knows it. She knows it. The rest of the world is slowly catching up on that.) She presses him again. Asks what's wrong in softer tones, gentler eyes, a hand on his knee.

"It's nothin'." He rasps the words out as though they have physically hurt him. "Don't you worry."

"This doesn't sound like nothing." She's insistent. More than a little pissed, too, if she really stops to think about it. "If there's nothing wrong with you, then there's gotta be something wrong with me." She shakes her head at him when he starts to argue about that. "You've been ignoring me all night. Staring into space and avoiding ever having to look at me. You jumped almost five feet into the air when I touched you just now. So I repeat: what the hell is going on?" She's aware she's practically yelling at this point. Doesn't care what her neighbours will have to say about that in the morning. "Damn it, Frank, just talk to me!"

It takes a long time for him to put the words together. He opens and closes his mouth half a dozen times and she dimly thinks this is the first time she's actually seen him totally speechless. When the words finally tumble out in a way that makes sense, she closes her eyes in silent prayer. "Why's there.. uh.. why's there a pregnancy test in the trash?"

She's pretty sure she's having what constitute as warzone flashbacks right now. Suppresses the laugh that's threatening to bubble up inside of her. Laughing right now would be bad. Bad idea. "There's a pregnancy test in the trash," she confirms, "because Marci had a monumental 2am freakout and roped Trish into freaking out with her which meant that they both wound up on my doorstep at three in the morning clutching half a dozen of those tests in their hands and shouting about if Foggy would faint if he heard the news or not." She smiles wryly, then. "The jury's out on that one because Marci did all those tests and got a big fat nothin'. For now, anyway. So, if you see them in my trash in future.. she's had another conniption."

"So.. you're.. not.."

She shakes her head at him. Understands the turmoil that's swirling in his gaze better than he does. "I will gladly pee on a stick if it means you're gonna talk to me again," she comments. Wrinkles her nose a second later. "Forget I said that. I'm not pregnant. Not now. Possibly not ever." She looks him in the eye and wraps her hand around his. "I'm okay with that. I got you. Don't know how to deal with screaming kids, anyway."

"You, uh, you sing for them." Ever the father. "Sometimes, you just tell them to stop the drama and talk to you."

"Like I do with you?"

He almost rolls his eyes at her. "Yes, Page. Like you do with me."

"I can handle that."

"I have no doubt."

He's not quiet anymore.

[kingliamsbitch]

EXACTLY

Some people are just dying to ignore the facts and interpret everything in their own messed up way.

I want to clear things up. I don't agree with Liam when you choose other routes, literally nobody does lmao. I was mad last night and I snapped not realizing you can interpret it the other way. But u know I'm soo living for this drama 😂.

First of all It was my personal opinion and you don't have to agree with me for fucks sake. Bullying people for a post and making conclusions without even trying to understand first - wow, some of y'all are so immature and it shows. If someone have an opinion that you don't agree with it doesn't mean they have ill mentality, grow the fuck up. 🤦🏻‍♀️ 

Also by calling me stupid these people are calling stupid everyone who liked this post and ACTUALLY GOT MY POINT.

Okay so by "he can do whatever the fuck he wants" I was actually just stating the fact. He's ascending the throne without marrying, cancels his engagement with Madeline and does everything that makes y'all mad and there's nobody to stop him. He's a king, like it or not. Notice that I wasn't saying what he's doing is okay tho 🤷🏻‍♀️. I was only stating the fact.

And I never said MC ows him something for giving her presents. By mentioning her title and duchy and everything she did to Liam I was only saying he was hurt that's all. All my post was just about is me TRYING to explain and maybe understand his actions on the other routes. That's why I mentioned that she hurt him, NOT because I think that she must do everything he wants after what he did for her. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

Of course, I realize how fucked everything is if you don't romance Liam. When this book was announced many people assumed that it only means that we all are gonna have babies, but instead they started this disaster.

Once again, I didn't say a damn thing ABOUT MC owing him something.

In TRH universe (at least in first three books of TRR) Liam is a kind and noble man, he would never do something that he does now. It just doesn't make any sense.

Also in this post I intended to say that MC is not a saint too. And if she wasn't okay with everything she would leave but she's totally fine and her wife/husband is fine too because Liam is not forcing anyone to be a human incubator (as someone replied to me) - he asked them if they want it and they said yes.

We, Liam stans, don't deny he acts creepy in other routes, he does and it's fucked up. We just don't want everyone to make fun of us because of choosing him.

I mean I know we are indeed really lucky to choose a LI that PB writers adore the most but it's not our fucking fault other LI routes are badly written. Life is not fair and as @kawairinrin said, this book is literally called The Royal Romance with Liam as a main character, writers did what they think it's best to fit everyone's story.

I also want to mention these people who replied to this post because I couldn't have said it better myself. 💯💯💯

@doozysuzy

" Actually we Liam stans should complain about his actions/writing in other routes. They should not be making other people uncomfortable and also butcher Liam's character in those routes. It pisses me off they've reduced him into someone I don't even recognize."

@tays-role-plays

"MC is made to be a freeloader if she isn't romancing Liam. All she had to do was to say no thank you. Or if she was decent break things off with Liam as soon as she fell for someone else. If she wanted nothing to do with, give him back his shit you didn't earn. And if you say it's how PB wrote it then it's the same for Liam. Don't get mad at him take it up with the writers."

P.S. My first language is Russian, you have no idea how hard it is to express your thoughts in other language, sometimes I have issues with it so I have to translate them and some of my points would get lost in translation so that's one of the reasons why this text can be messy and hard to read, I'm sorryyy but this bitch really tried okay. 😭❤️

Okay I'm just so tired of everyone hating on Liam because PB is making Liam to act creepy af and forcing y'alls children to be his heirs.

I mean, he's a king and he can do whatever the fuck he wants. In this scenario if your MC played him, broke his heart, chose one of his friends over him and is living her best life with her new title and duchy that LIAM gave her, why he can't be an ass too 🤷🏻‍♀️

In conclusion, I just wanted to say something cause I love him so much and needed to stand up for my man haha.

So don't blame him, you should only blame PB writers lol.