#sorry for the lack of activity y'all ^^;;

[arlenianchronicles]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me because obvs I have done it). Spread the self-love ❤

(Imagine I sent this from y other blog :p)

Aww thanks for tagging me! <333 Hmmm my five favourite fics so far ... Let's start with:

The Path to Wude (Extended Edition), from Sifu, which originally began with the shorter "theatrical" version, The Path to Wude - Hu Yin goes on a journey to avenge her late father and confronts the assassins who defeated him.

Of Atreus and Calliope, from God of War - following Ragnarok, Atreus recovers his half-sister, Calliope, and the two go on an adventure through Greece, Rome, and Midgard.

Two Stars in Time, for The Silmarillion - Elured and Elurin go back in time to Valinor and find themselves entangled with Maedros' family.

Breathe In, Breath Out, Steady, for OT Star Wars - an exploration Luke and Vader's Force-bond.

In the Forest Singing Sorrowless, for The Silmarillion - this isn't necessarily a favourite, but I can't think of any others loll And in any case, I enjoyed exploring a genderbent Beren/Luthien! XD

I'm not sure who to tag to continue the game, so if anybody would like to hop in, please feel free!! Share the self-love <333

[prokyon]

apologies to anybody who has reached out to me for boosts/support in inbox or tagged me in posts. it feels like a backlog that i can't really dig through to help with at this point.

i haven't had much time to actually look at this site. i kind of dip in for 5 minutes and then leave as soon as i came here because of no energy and personal things going on.

eventually i will be back proper

[thefallenangelsgang]

I'm sorry to everyone who follows me for other shit but I'm going to keep posting about the Watcher situation because marketing fascinates me. I find advertising to be sickening and exploitive, but marketing as a concept is fascinating.

I'm just majorly wondering what the FUCK is going on at Watcher HQ right now. It's still relatively early on the West Coast (almost 8 am at the time I am writing this) but their lack of response is throwing up a lot of interesting markers to me (not necessarily red flags but flags all the same.)

The immediate pull back on response speaks that they knew what they were doing in terms of PR at least initially. They had their employees delete any interactions with dissenting fans, there was radio silence except for clarification on what will remain on the Youtube. Their only mistake was making that Patreon announcement with sneak peaks for the site (I can only guess they were banking that the Patrons were most likely to follow them in the move and sorely miscalculated it). Steven's post was... problematic. But he posted it before all of the backlash started so while it didn't help it wasn't a doubling down when faced with a lot of backlash.

While saving face is almost always a smart thing to do, this silence has gone on a little bit too long. They have lost tens of thousands of Subscribers in 24 hours. Their announcement video has over a 1:4 Like/Dislike ratio. Fans are talking and starting to spin the situation in ways that are actively detrimental to the company. It should be top priority to get a response out. This is crisis mode y'all. They had all day to secure a PR representative if they didn't already have one to try and salvage this and yet? Still more radio silence from the official channel.

That creates the question: are we going to see a response today or have they chosen to wait until the traditional work-week starts again? I can't help but think that waiting is a terrible idea. The fanbase is getting out of hand. They need to salvage what they can and letting the situation fester isn't going to help. Or, the even worse option is that they are going to continue like this isn't happening, which is an EVEN WORSE idea.

Whatever happens I'm watching with a perverse fascination. Its been a long time since I've seen a media blunder like this.

[hello-gloomy]

Anything #Stanley X military!reader would be appreciated 🙏🏻

This is such a good idea I'm surprised someone else hasn't written it or something.

*Future note: sorry this took so long*

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Stanley Snyder x Military!Reader

Headcanons

Warnings: Mild angst and jokes abt the us government training, also maybe inaccurate descriptions of active service.

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"Man, I would kill for some free education."

Que the military horn blasting.

Most jokes aside, though, you were friends with the dynamic duo since middle school, and since you were nearing the end of the three of your government-required education, you all had to decide what to do now

Initially, you were going to do college with Xeno but after seeing the costs for things you decided on going Stanley with the military

And boy, are you starting to regret it? Seeing Stanley lose all his pretty hair made a tiny part of you die inside. But the hours, the training, the yelling—it was starting to drive you crazy. Stanley was stone-faced through all of it, and it felt like your hair was thinning just being there.

"How's basic so far?" -Xeno

"Is that Xe?"

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

Your legs still hurt from all the laps your commanding officer made you do that day.

After your basic training was done and you and Stanley's first few tours were done, it got easier.

When Stanley moved up in rank, he started fucking with you. He would abuse his rank over you just for shits and giggles. But that was just his way of showing he cared about.

One day, when you were both out on the field, something went wrong, causing you to get injured; he got you out of there and told you would be fine.

When you woke up, you were greeted With a stressed Stanley and a worried Xeno. You gave them a hello, and Xeno fussed about the scare you gave them both. Xeno only stopped when he noticed the look on the commander's face; he excused himself to give you both a moment.

While holding your hand, Stanley told you how he felt and loved you. You were crying at his heartfelt confession and returned his feelings.

"We're gonna have to fill out so much paperwork."

"You could retire early."

You argue a bit with him for a little bit before taking the early retirement option just to convince your new lover.

You stay with Xeno while Stanley continues his tours, spending time with him over the phone and when he's not deployed.

When you wake up to the stone world, you get to put to use your previous military expertise without the worry of ranking due to the current lack of government( Xeno accidentally overheard y'all having some private activities over communication lines he never forgets to announce himself afterward)

When the second Petrify beam hits everyone, you end up being leveraged on Xeno as well and probably would be the other option to be on the moon mission team

It would probably cause an argument between you and Stanley, you would still do the astronaut training with them holding on to some false hope that you could convince him to stay.

Regarding the final day before launch, you sat away from everyone, drinking quietly. Stan came and joined you, taking the drink out of your hands so you wouldn't drown in the thoughts behind the cup.

He runs his hands down your shoulder, telling you how much he loves you and about your good moments together. You break down in his arms, and the both of you spend the night with each other.

You send him off the next day with no regrets and hope in your heart that he'll return home to you safely, no matter how long it takes.

"And by the time you get home, you'll have a bigger family waiting for you." You say to yourself, holding your abdomen.

[cheruv-ii]

Jurassic World Chaos Theory and how it handles its Queer Characters/Audience

(This may get long+it will have S3 spoilers so everything under cut!)

Disclaimer before I get into this because I know some of y'all like to tussle:JWCC/CT does have great queer rep, I am in no way saying it doesn't, especially with the inclusion of sapphic woc as well as its couple confirmed queer bg characters; HOWEVER, whether the rep itself is good or not, does not leave it untouchable by criticisms.

Into my points,

As I've mentioned before, it is abundantly clear that JWCT has different writers than JWCC, and I think their treatment of queerness does play a lot into that.

First of all, the elephant in the room, Yasammy, and their comparisons. I'm going to be blunt with this one, showcasing the rough patch in Yasammy's relationship by highlighting how healthy and in love the white het couple was was a completely irresponsible and tasteless decision on the writer's part. Why? I've seen a couple takes saying that there was no other way to do it, if they made Gia poc then it would've made it look like being with the white man was a better opt, if Ben was in an mlm relationship it would've shown that mlm have it better, etc. Here's the thing, they didn't have to do it, period.

There are ways to showcase Yasammy's struggles without fuelling the insanely homophobic/misogynistic side of the fandom, which we all unfortunately know exist. Look at swrve, dude immediately took Bengia as a way to shit on Yasammy, look at people like V*dim, I've seen so many takes on tiktok/twt etc. Repeating the same shit, talking about how Bengia is based and Yasammy were right to break up. We knew that side of the fandom existed, the showrunners knew that side of the fandom existed, and yet they still went with the thing that would "cause more drama" and therefore turned multiple safe spaces for young queer people into unsafe zones. Sure, you could argue that they don't have to write for the fandom, however, with the way queer people are treated in media constantly, you must take responsibilty when it comes to writing them in a way that could make things unsafe for queer people within your fandom. Though, aside from that, it was simply overall tasteless and lazy, I'm sorry, but it was. If they REALLY needed to show a healthy relationship vs unhealthy, they could've used Kenji and Darius.

As for Ben, this is a lot more of a— nuanced? Take. Now, I came into the fandom somewhat late, however, from my understanding, the crew had always been active within the fandom, and I'm sure they've seen just how many queer kids saw themselves in Ben, in his self discovery, quite frankly if they ran with it, Ben's story would've been a fantastic queer allegory. No, they didn't need to go and make Benji/Benrius canon, however, I've seen some people say that the whole gf thing felt like a way to be like "okay now stop saying hes gay" which honestly? I agree with. As I stated in my post about Bengia, their relationship fell flat to me, overperformed, disingenuine, and just generally fake. The writing team seems to have had trouble writing Ben in general in CT, but it REALLY showcases that when they introduced Bengia. Meanwhile, his relationships with the guys did have a basis, it did have chemistry that I'm sorry but Bengia simply does not have. If I'm being totally honest, a lot of Benji's writing in CT feels like the writers knew how much the fandom loves Benji, decided to hold ot right in front of our noses and then take it away. I don't like to use the word queerbaiting a lot, but it does genuinely feel like queerbaiting to me.

With the way they played up Gia being "fake", the way they acted about her in s1+the lack of any mentione of her in s2 felt like leadup to her not being real, and quite frankly I can't think of any reasons other than a lazy attempt at shock value that thwy would've had the others so deadset on Ben faking it, it felt cruel and out of character for all of them.

Sure, s4 has the chance to fix a few of these issues, but unfortunately overall my view of the show and its treatment of queer characters/it's queer audience has been tainted, which sucks because CC did it so well.

Btw, just to make it abundantly clear, if I see any comments or replies claiming that queer people being upset is any way "white knighting" or being too "woke" you will be automatically blocked. Keep your homophobia out of my notifs.

[failed-inspection]

Hey y'all! Long time no see, happy new year! So sorry I haven't been active as of late, as mentioned a while back, sometimes I tend to go into a bit of hiatus for one reason or another (usually weird brain reasons) but I think I'm back! (And I'll DEFINITELY be more than back once Watcher releases so expect a VERY strong spike in activity when march rolls around HDHDHDHD)

Here's a version of Survivor I intially made for a roleplay I'm in, but it kind of spiraled into well, my Main interpretation of Survivor, their name is Pale Song!

(In case you're wondering why they lack certain scars from the design I made for them a while ago it's because the events of the roleplay take place before certain events, such as before they meet either of the iterators or such, and basically before they get the face and neck scars)

Rambling about my interpretation of their personality and such under the cut!

Having survived a highly traumatic experience in their pup years, being separated from their family and almost drowning, has left Pale Song a very neurotic individual, with profound attachment and separation issues to show for it, despite this, they're rather friendly to those who've proved they aren't an immediate threat.

As mentioned before, Pale Song is quick to latch on to others, (admittedly, sometimes to a codependent degree) especially if they've been shown kindness. One could argue they're stuck in the past, haunting something they're unsure if they could ever go back to, despite being separated from their family for cycles, they wish for nothing more than to reunite with them again...

While they're physically independent, they're still rather emotionally immature due to being alone for so long and as a result being denied the opportunity to grow to be an emotionally independent individual.

being quick on their feet is their biggest asset, after all, to outrun danger is to live to die another day.

[astoldbysteph]

i feel like people aren't gonna like what i am gonna say but after numerous talks with rp friends, i think it's important to at least yap a little about this.

i know this you don't owe anyone anything girlypop coochie queef purrrrrrr 💅 attitude is seen as the standard to follow not only in rp spaces but pretty much anywhere (especially online) and idk guys, i think this is doing more damage than good. rping is a hobby, yes, but it's a hobby that involves us collaborating with people in order to have fun and sometimes i feel like there's some inherent selfishness and carelessness that along with a severe lack of communication, is slowly eroding the rpc as a whole.

every day i hear a new anecdote about admins failing to take their group off the ground because of flakey members. or people retreating into their shells and not being able to fully enjoy writing with others due to people ghosting them after three hours. i feel like every single person that does the 1x1/indie thing has a story where they plot someone, make a discord server or set up an established thread, and then they never hear from their writing partner ever again. and this ain't cool, guys.

stuff happens! we all got lives and responsibilities like work and school and family life that sometimes prevent us from being as active as we would've like. or some days we just don't feel like writing for whatever reason and that's valid. this ain't a job, but it is a collaborative hobby so i am sorry to tell y'all this, but we do owe at least a lil bit of common courtesy to people who take the time to collab with us.

chats with friends and fellow rpers have me feeling like the rpc as a whole, in my opinion, has a communication problem. group people don't talk to their admins or don't like plotting with other members. 1x1/indie people are used to dropping stuff unannounced and talk even less between each other. roleplayers in general avoid making the first move and prefer letting the other party do the work. like dang y'all, not to be a hag on main but back in my day!!!! there was more of a willingness to talk to others. now everyone is more 'secluded' which i think stems from bad past experiences so we kinda end up stuck in a cycle that messes with everything as a whole.

idk where i am going this but i keep seeing people posting stuff talking about this or sharing similar sentiments or stuff happens to me and i end up making my brain work overtime to try and figure out what happened and what i can do on a personal level to change things and help others stop feeling discouraged and have a better time writing and chilling with people

and also before i forget because my wife reminded me!! it's ok to drop stuff or plots or people and its ok to take ur time to reply. we all got stuff to do or we are tired or sad or obsessively rewatching degrassi or just dont feel like writing and that's so valid. all sane people get it and would be understanding if you hit them up like hey! idt i have muse for this or sorry i took forever! but people don't even do that nowadays and it leads to people quitting, feeling discouraged, OR WORSE, adopting the same mindset. talk to ppl!! rpers are super nice and if you run into a weirdo i will beat them up for u

[hitchyboi]

🔥Scorpion/Kuai Liang Headcanons #1🔥

Y'all I'm so sorry about my lack of activity that's been a month at least I think... Been working on projects for college and it's been taking a lot of my time and zapping any energy to write. T^T I promise I'll get more stuff out once my projects are completed, I have ideas and things in the works!

Much like Bi-Han, Kuai's body naturally runs warm however Kuai controls it to make sure he doesn't burn people by just shaking their hands. Bi-Han had no care and doesn't want people touching him.

Kuai also grew up learning to play an instrument, while Bi-Han chose to learn the Dizi; Kuai learned to play the Banhu.

He's a frequent visitor of Madame Bo's, he enjoys visiting after his missions and relaxing with some freshly brewed tea she serves. He always makes sure he's in more relaxed and casual clothes as its his time to unwind and relax from his duties.

Has a specific table at Madame Bo's that he will ALWAYS sit at, it has become his table at this point. It's a simple table located closer towards the windows where the sun shines pleasantly onto. A small image of a scorpion has been carved into the wood of the table after one night he went there with his brothers and had a little more sake than he should've.

Absolutely brings Tomas to Madame Bo's as well if they both have the time or after another dispute between Tomas and Bi-Han has happened.

Daddy's boy, Kuai adored his father and worshipped the ground he walked on. He wanted to be able to make him proud and work hard for the Lin Kuei and Earthrealm's protection. His father was his idol.

Giant Family man

Kuai is the peacekeeper both between his siblings and in the clan itself. He wants nothing more than his siblings to get along and tries to find compromises and ways to dim the fire Bi-Han directs towards Tomas. Because he's used to being the voice of reason many clan member's will go to Kuai rather than Bi-Han when they have concerns, knowing Kuai will take the time to listen to them and find a more effective way to bring it up to the grandmaster.

Multiple clan members have made comments of how Kuai would've been a better Grandmaster but Kuai shoots them down and defends his brother each time. Until Bi-Han betrayed him.

Has always looked forward to finding a partner to marry and have a family of his own to take care of. Kuai wants to be as good and noble a father his own father was to him.

Kuai is an avid reader in the small moments of free time he can get. He enjoys sitting out in the gardens on a calm morning and relaxing with a good book. He's a sucker for romance.

Big animal lover, specifically cats as they also naturally draw towards Kuai due to his warmer body temperature.

Has a pet cat that's his little buddy whenever he's home. The little guy will frequently be cuddled up on his shoulder while Kuai reads or is just going about his daily routine.

Has considered on multiple occasions of getting a pet scorpion... He still considers it from time to time

(@cemetery-sunset 's headcannon; They know nothing about mortal kombat but offered to help XD) Kuai Liang collects postal stamps.

[an-annyeoing-writer]

idol!Baekhyun x fan!Reader: truth be told.

Word count: 2382

Date of release: 11th November, 2024

Genre: angst, slice of life, half ounce of a fluff, established relationships, mentions of break up and dysfunctional relationships, way too much emotional yapping as for barely any plot.

I'm as surprised as y'all that I wrote something like this. You know, no vampires, no action, no one's actively dying? It's very much not my kind of writing, but I was feeling very emotional at the time. Just don't get used to it.

„It’s not good for you. I don’t think it’s good for me. It’s not healthy for either of us.”

He felt as if the knife you were cutting vegetables with cut right through his heart as well. You deliberately distracted yourself with the activity while he stood nearby, staring at you blankly, but not knowing how to respond.

In the recent weeks, he felt the two of you falling apart. It was like an avalanche that started with a small rock which he didn’t notice at the time, but which escalated into a disaster. Talking less, avoiding meeting up, and until today – the day you announced, as gently as you could, that you wanted to move out and live on your own. You said that it’s just because you want to become more independent, that you shouldn’t rely on him this much. But what will his apartment feel like without you? Your presence here, doing small things such as cutting vegetables, became a staple part of his life.

“Are you still talking about living together? Or about… us?”

Your movements were more frantic than he knew you for. With one a bit too sudden of a motion, the blade cut through the skin of your finger, and you let out a low murmur to cover up the hiss of pain, putting the finger to your lip in mild annoyance. It was more than clear that the cut was not the only reason behind your frustration.

Baekhyun didn’t move.

In any other situation, he would react – mock you a bit for being clumsy while being the first one to bring the first aid kid, maybe pretend to be a vampire struck by the scent of your blood, maybe even panic a little in this cute, puppy-like way if he felt that the amount of blood is greater than acceptable.

But now he didn’t, and it sparked a bit of hurt in you as well, but also brought your attention to the fact that maybe dismissing things and try to make them gentle only worsened the pain that would eventually come. The anxiety of the future that you exposed him to was not like the boil-the-frog that you planned to perform. You wanted to avoid confrontation for as long as necessary, until things dropped naturally. You didn’t expect him to hold onto it.

“Can you be honest with me? Are you able to?” His tone started to show that he, too, was growing frustrated. “Tell me what’s going on. Did something happen? I’m sorry if I can’t catch the clues, but if you made it obvious, then I’m just plain stupid.”

“Nothing… happened. And I’m sorry, I didn’t make it obvious. I didn’t know, how.”

He frowned ever so slightly, taking a step towards you. You backed against the kitchen counter, placing your hands on each side – your finger stung a little, but it was merely a scratch. The real wound was growing in your soul.

“If nothing happened, then why? Did you grow bored of me?”

“Of you?”

“Yeah. Please be honest with me. Just no more sweeting things up, alright?”

His tone was calm, but it lacked softness, it was almost business-like.

“I don’t know how anyone would get bored of you, Baekhyun” you admitted in a breathless whisper. You were starting to feel foolish, really. “And especially myself. That’s why I don’t think I can take it. I don’t think it’s fair to you. But I’m also not fair to myself. You just mean… too much to me.”

 “Too much?” The frown of the man’s face only deepened. “Why is something telling me I should not feel flattered?” A bit of frustration was slipping into his own tone as well.

You let out a deep sigh.

“I started off as your fan, Baekhyun. I thought that with time, it’ll be more… normal. That you’ll feel like a normal person. But somehow it’s not like that. Somehow… it feels like my life is even more about you than it was before. I feel like a creep. Like I’m using you to fulfill a fantasy.”

“Are you?”

“No!” You denied right away, but your voice faltered. “I… don’t know.” You crossed your arms on your chest, fixating your gaze somewhere down below.

To your surprise, Baekhyun let out a breathy laugh. The laughter didn’t feel light and cheerful, like his usual ones – it was heavied with worry, with some sort of underlying agony.

“Okay, let’s talk about this. We need to talk about this.”

His hand reached towards you and he pulled you by your arm, almost throwing you off balance when he pulled you towards the living room, snatching a paper towel on his way and putting it into your still bleeding hand. “You’re right. Do you think I didn’t consider it? That this wouldn’t work out? That it would feel fake? Heck, I talked to so many friends about it, and most of them said it’s not a good idea. But you know what?” He pushed you onto the couch and sat himself on the stool, bringing it close so that your knees almost touched – if only you let yourself relax, they would rest against each other naturally, but you were stiff and trying to almost shrink within yourself. “You know what? I’ve known you for a year. And I could always trust you. You’ve had so many chances to take advantage of me, and you didn’t. So I don’t want to think about how you could – potentially – hurt me. But we need to talk about the other part.”

“What do you mean? Isn’t it obvious that…”

“No, no. You’re thinking about what it’s like, for me, to date a fan.” He didn’t even let you finish, but it was as if he could read your mind, already knowing your thought process. “I want you to be honest and tell me what it’s like to date an idol. Because you’re right, you could be using me. But you also said it’s not good for you. And you’re right, because I could be using you, too. So be honest with me and tell me if I ever hurt you.”

So many memories came flooding at once – not of pain, not at all, but of all things that could have led to one tragedy or another. Your whole relationship, like a videotape.

Sure, your relationship was not always perfect. Barely a year has passed. Not long enough to develop a deep understanding of each other, but long enough for many things to happen, to get to know each other at least.

Not all of it was beautiful. There were arguments, some of which almost ended in a breakup. But they made you stronger, that much was undeniable – with each and every single time you almost fell apart, it felt like you knew each other a bit better, knew what things not to do and not to say, but which helped to soothe the atmosphere and help you get back along.

You had one, most important rule in your relationship.

That no matter what happened between the two of you, you would play fair.

That one time he lied to you about being at work while he was not – that one hurt. When you found out he’s not at the office in the first place, you even thought he was cheating. Wouldn’t that be understandable to assume in such a situation? You had every chance to cause a scandal on spot. But you didn’t. You knew that pulling his whole career down because of your relationship wouldn’t be fair. No matter how much it hurt, it was completely out of the equation.

It turned out he was with his friends – he really wanted to go out, but felt bad for not giving you much attention these days. You felt almost pitiful, seeing him crumble in front of you, all worried that you will feel like he doesn’t want you, when he genuinely didn’t have that much time, and it was just one evening with friends. You smacked him in the head for feeling bad about spending time with friends. And he learned that he can be honest with you.

Another time, you were all excited upon his album release. Seeing him on the stage later on made you feel all kinds of things, the way he moved, all the effects, clothing, makeup – all putting emphasis on his heavenly physique, as if you were watching an angel dance. He came back home disheveled, with remains of makeup on his face, but as excited as you were. You would give all of you to him at that exact moment, more than he would ask for, more than you would feel confident to give any other time.

But it was still early in the relationship, and Baekhyun knew that you weren’t ready. That, drunk on him as you were, you could regret it later, even feel disgusted with giving yourself in this easily, that your gentle mind wouldn’t be able to trust yourself with your own body. So he indulged you with kisses here and there, and then gently tucked you into bed, making sure that it all went smoothly, that it didn’t feel anything like a rejection, but a gesture of utmost care.

It took a few more months before you opened yourself to him fully, and he never rushed or reminded you of how eager you were back then. He could have had it all back then, but he decided to wait. That’s how you learned he’s more selfless than you ever even aspired to be.

“You didn’t” you spoke after what felt like ages, to the point you wondered if you even responded to the correct question. “You didn’t… hurt me. Did I ever hurt you?”

“No, you didn’t. You’re just hurting yourself all the time” he mentioned, jokingly motioning towards your hand, which you wiped hastily with the paper towel. “So if nothing bad happened, why the ifs? You realize it’s not going to stop if we just break up?” It was a rhetorical question, and you glanced up at him with a pout, feeling almost schooled by the way he talked. “You believe it’s a matter of just us, but, as much as it sounds ridiculous to say it, it’s all in your head. No matter who you’re with, you’re going to assume the worst. Won’t it be like that? Be honest with yourself.”

You crossed your arms again, feeling defiant for a moment, because his words were almost too much for your ego to take.

But there was some small part of you, somewhere at the edge of your consciousness, that not only knew that he’s correct, but also wanted it to be correct – because if it was just you, then you could learn to maybe keep those pessimistic parasites at bay, and… you wouldn’t have to suffer the loss that, despite weeks of preparation, didn’t feel like any less of a torment and regret that would come, were you to finish things as you originally intended.

All the beliefs, all the dogmas, that you carefully built over the past weeks, were falling apart in front of your eyes, confronted with very simple logic on Baekhyun’s end. You almost felt stupid for letting things get this far without confronting him earlier. Weren’t you the one who demanded honesty? Wasn’t he the one who proved you can trust him with your vulnerability?

“I’m… sorry.”

You felt yourself fall apart as well. Your body slumped down, relaxed knees rested against Baekhyun’s, and he put his hands on top of your thighs, as if in this exact moment, while knowing that he has you with him, he didn’t want to risk losing you again.

“Don’t be for feeling like that, things are never easy, now are they?” Here it was – the signature smile, the warm one that tore through the clouds of the darkest of your days, warm and welcoming. “But I am upset that you held it from me for so long” he whined. With the whine, he finally moved from the stool and onto the couch next to you. His arms shamelessly snuck around you, engulfing you in the close embrace that you knew so well, felt so good within. Partially pulling you into him, and partially leaning into the back of your shoulder, Baekhyun released a long sigh against the skin of your back, warm air slipping underneath your blouse – you missed it. You almost didn’t realize how distant the two of you became, and how long has it been since you felt his body against yours. But now, despite all of that, it felt good, it felt right. As if your souls have never detached from each other.

Maybe there was some form of destiny between the two of you; maybe it was not just a parasocial relationship that evolved into something that could turn dysfunctional so, so easily – maybe it was written in the stars that one way or another, the two of you would find each other, and it just so happened that you spotted him first, from afar, slowly making your way.

How else would the two of you find each other, after all?

Maybe you learned something this time, too. Maybe it wasn’t much, just the beginning of a stronger, even more intimate bond that would last years and years, and light years, and through all your reincarnations, with some of them as pitiful as they could be. Maybe it was just an accident that this time you were in such a position – in another life, would you be a princess, and he be a peasant?

But these were only some other ifs, fun to think about, but not worth spilling your heart over.

In this life, in this universe, you were his, and he was yours. And everything else was just more or less accidental circumstances that brought you closer together.

Only at the back of your head, you wondered if one day, the tale of hopes and stars would fall, and that dream would turn into a nightmare, fueled by your lives’ imbalance and selfishness that neither of you knew in each other.

Maybe you just didn’t have to think about it just yet.

[st4rb3rries]

summer activities with the main 4

pairings; stan, kyle, kenny, cartman x fem!reader (aged up 18+)

summary; going to the water park/gas station with them

warnings; cussing, mention of drugs

a/n; sorry for being inactive!! i love you guys hope you enjoy<3

key colors; blue= stan green= kyle orange= kenny red= cartman pink= reader

so i feel like you guys would go to the water park because it's so hot. kyle is the one who suggested it because cartman can't stfu. "what the fuck it's so hot" "then how about we go to the water park tubby" "DON'T CALL ME TUBBY YOU STUPID J- that's actually not a bad idea" "shiii im down it's hot as fuck" "fr" "but not as hot as hot as me😘" "who said you were hot in the first place🤨" so all of you guys walked back to your houses and to go get ready. we all know kyle is the mom friend so he brings extra towels, sunscreen, and floaties and puts it in a suitcase. once you all meet up you guys just decided to walk there. "god kyle did you not get the memo were going to the waterpark not the airport🙄" "WELL CARTMAN I WAS JUST TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR YOU GUYS LOOK AT YOURSELVES YOU GUYS DIDN'T EVEN BRING A SINGLE TOWEL" "thanks for bringing us stuff mom ilysm🥰" "yeah yeah whatever let's just start walking" when you guys get there for some reason kenny and cartman BROUGHT A WHOLE ASS SPEAKER??? *random song playing on speaker* "AW DUDE WTH YOUR EMBARRISING US" "BITCHHH TURN THAT SHIT DOWNN😭" *kyle grabs the speaker and throws it into an "empty" pool* (rip to the kid who was in the pool) "come on stan and y/n lets go swim, but first we gotta put on sunscreen" "bro think's he's the main character💀" "im gonna fucking kill him" "bro thinks he's the villain 💀" your guys favorite thing to do at the waterpark is the slides for sure. or should i say it's you and kenny's favorite thing to do. "WOOHOOO WATER SLIDES Y/N LET'S GO" "YYASSS" "god they're so childish, real men make kids fall of slides" "CARTMAN NO-" so after you and kenny were finished with all the slides. you decided to invite stan because he hasn't done anything being the emo bitch he is🙄. "come on stan lets go next" "no" "yes" "no" he's only saying no because he's afraid he's gonna barf on you since. you guys have to hold each other tight on the slide. (it's in the rules😉) bro is not tryna get caught lacking with having a crush on you. yeah you guessed he finally said yes to you. "ARE YOU READDY STAN HOLD ON TIGHT" "oh god" *not even 5 seconds later* "BLEGHHHHH-" "EW DUDE SICK WTF" bro doesn't even say sorry cause he's too embarrassed. good thing kyle only saw you guys. cartman and kenny would've been laughing their asses off💀. "looks like someone threw a love bomb on you guys *wink*" "shut it kyle" anyways good thing kyle had his big ass suitcase prepared with towels and extra bathing suits. at the end of the day kenny is flirting with the life guards and cartman is torturing kids. but you, stan, and kyle always look foreword to the sunset each day and luckily. the water park has a perfect view for that so you guys were excited. (you guys got kicked out before the sunset)

after getting escorted out the water park you decide to go your local gas station for slushies and snacks. "you guys you guys w-wait up" "come on cartman walk faster" "CAN'T YOU SEE IM TRYING STAN WE JUST CAME FROM THE WATER PARK" "yeah like 2 mintues ago" "LAST ONE WHO GETS THERE HAS TO PAY FOR ALL OUR STUFF" all of you guys start zooming just to piss off cartman. "GODAMMIT WAIT UP" when you guys finally arrive (yes you guys waited for cartman) the cashier always has a look of terror on his face because he knows that you guys. might end up buying the whole store, or accidently set it on fire. "LOOK Y/N SOUR CANDY OUR FAVORITE" "BY THE WHOLE ROW RN" "oh no no no you guys we aren't doing this again." he's only saying this because one time you and kyle ate so much sour candy that you guys passed out. when stan saw you guys he thought y'all did c0k3 because there was white powder everywhere. in reality it was sour dust💀. so he's still traumatized from sour candy because he thought his best bud and future gf died. "stan relax we won't even eat this much this time, right kyle?" "righttt" meanwhile kenny and cartman are fucking up the slushie machine. "kenny i'll give you $5 if you pour slushie into your shoes" "alr bet"*puts slushie in shoes* "BAHAHA KENNY YK I WOULDN'T GIVE YOU $5 FOR THAT" "ik that's why im gonna drink it nothing ain't going to waste😈" "look kenny real men drink out of the slushie machine not their shoes🤓" "you guys are you ready to go🙄" "nah hold up dude lemme get my razzberry slush real quick" as stan tries to get his slush the machine literally explodes everywhere😭. "AH SHIT" "HAHA STAN YOU DUMB BITCH" "ah hell nah smurf nut exploded everywhere" "HAHAH SMURF NUT" "fuck it i say we make a run for it and never come back we can't this shit in time" "at this point yeah😭" "and you guys know damn well none of us brought cash" "NO WAY KYLE BEING A MAN FOR ONCE AND TRYNA STEAL WOAHHH😮" "SHUT IT F@T@SS THEY'RE GONNA HEAR US" "LETS GO THE CASHIER IS SLEEPING" "HELL YEAH FREE STUFF" "PURR LET'S GO😜" you guys ran out with all your snacks and never came back😭. but we all know kyle is gonna come back and repay for the damages and stealing. until he see's photos of himself and you guys on the door saying your banned. "oh fuck"

[volo-thereforeiam]

how can you say "let women partner with men!!11!1!1" and "misogynists still have wives" in the same breath like thats literally the point. but yes, let us encourage MORE women to partner with these misogynists. im sure thats good for them. anything women want is good for them right? thats the point of feminism? to validate other womens behavior so they feel good? who cares that 9/10 men are disgusting disrespectful knaves. its actually good for women to be with them if they want. lmao

I usually ignore asks with a mocking tone like this because it just shows how you lack the mentality to have a discussion but I think I'll answer it this time because the het-partnered hate discourse on Tumblr just refuses to die.

First of all, let me just clarify that I'm participating in 4B and doing real life activism. I have to say this before more of y'all come for me to say I'm a dick worshipper and wish I got beaten by some imaginary men.

Second of all, if you want to promote separatism, shaming het-partnered women is not how you do it. You build resources and strong community of women so they are more confident not partnering with men. Whether they're young and never had a partner before, or they're with a partner and looking to leave, there's a community to welcome them so they don't go seeking male attention instead. You would know this if you ever bothered looking up what radfems do irl. If for whatever reason online activism is the only thing you can do, share statistics, share news, share resources, educate.

Third of all, separatism is not the only way to achieve female liberation (which is the point of radical feminism). I think it's the best one, but I know there are radfems out there who are more educated than me who disagree with my take here.

Tumblr activism has been so exhaustingly out of touch you people can't even think there's women out there that discovered radical feminism when they already have long-term partner and grown children. These women then proceed to read theories and participate in real life activism, who do you think I consider a radfem more? These women or bed blobs that are just blogging all day shaming other women? For fuck sake, I don't even hate online activism but you people can be so separated from reality.

Yes choice feminism is bad but if you think applying makeup is the same as human desire to have sex and seek love—then I'm sorry, you're a moron. You acting like homophobes telling gay people to be celibate as if humans don't have basic desire for love and sex. You can say million things on how it's not the same because you don't hold the same institutional power as homophobes, or that the implication is different—whatever. The attitude is the same. It's purity for purity sake. Log off Tumblr, spend time with your loved ones and kill this all or nothing mentality.

[suosteacup]

Hi, it's Kisa! Starting today until God-knows-when, I'll be on a bit of hiatus here in this hellsite (affectionate). Maybe it's because of lack of interactions to my posts (i love you, my moots who always comment and reblog BUT me at other people: TUMBLR ISN'T TWITTER SO LIKES DON'T DO SHIT HERE FFS 😭), or the feeling of having a dead dash for days (ik we all have a life outside of Tumblr), or the fandom noise here slowly disappearing. Or the increasing number of anon asks asking for some donations and stuff /lh /pos... That's why I don't post much here except for rbs... It's, imo, kind of tiring for me.

Well, I'd still be quietly lurking here and checking on things from time to time—sorry to all the people (excluding the anons /pos) who've sent me asks that were collecting dust in my inbox 🙇🏻‍♀️ i will still be participate in my server's events dw 👍🏻 also, if y'all want to reach me, I'm pretty much active on discord (moots can ask for my url on priv) and twt/X (same url as on Tumblr; I also post my recent art stuff there); then there's both my Bluesky and Straw page: kirakirasaku and kisaskitchen, respectively.

Ah... And I thought I can celebrate my 33rd here with y'all next week 🥲💔 oh well, I guess this is 'see you again soon'? *headpats*

Previous pinned 🍫

[superbtiti]

Word count: 1.4k

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki

A/n: should I write a part 2? (Part 2 out) Anyway enjoy 🫶🏾

________________

"Can you guys just shut up for one second?" my voice snapped through their noise like a whip. I shot each one of them a sharp glare, my gaze like a knife to their throats.

"Fuck..." I kissed my teeth.

"Y'all giving me a headache..." a frustrated sigh left my mouth, my foot continuously tapping the ground.

They all fell silent after the sudden snap, even Bakugo, who rarely listens to people, kept his mouth quiet. The suffocating silence was broken by the soft, tinny elevator music.

I closed my eyes, breathing deeply in an attempt to steady myself. My patience was seemingly thin, exhausted from the intense training session we just completed that had drained every ounce of energy from my body. Being cramped in an elevator with the three boys, whose personalities clash like fire, water, and earth, is definitely not what I am in need of right now.

"Sorry..." Izuku murmured behind me, his voice barely audible.

I opened my eyes and turned my attention to them. Izuku stared at me sympathetically; his hand never stopped fidgeting. Todoroki shifted slightly, keeping his gaze lowered on the ground. "Apologies," his voice monotone, a surprising hint of sincerity.

Bakugo kept his hands in his pockets and avoided my gaze, probably mumbling some dumb shit under his breath.

'Ding.'

We arrive at our destined floor, the elevator doors open. "Whatever," I breathe out, exiting the cramped space.

I slowly walk through the hallway of Endeavor's agency, the echoed footsteps signaling me that the others were following me.

Furthermore, I pushed the door open to the conference room, where we are to meet up to discuss our training progress.

Greeted with a massive screen glowing ominously on the far wall. I took a seat near the center of the table, the others hesitantly sat next to me, Todoroki on my left, his calm presence refreshing after the tension in the elevator, Izuku on my right with his notebook out and ready to scribble, and Bakugo slouched into his seat across from me, the expression on his face saying 'fuck off' loud and clear to anyone who dared to say something.

The heavy tension is visible to other bystanders, like an unwelcome guest.

Endeavor enters the room a moment later. "Alright, children," he began, his tone sharp.

"We're going to go over today's training session. Pay close attention to your performance footage. I want you to identify at least three areas for improvement."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. After hours of laborious training, the last thing I wanted was to sit through footage of every mistake I'd already replayed in my head a hundred times. But Endeavor didn't care about what we wanted—only what we needed to improve.

The screen started displaying our recent exercise. Izuku glided through our training field, dodging attacks, while Bakugo blasted his way through, activating most of the traps and disabling us on his way. Todoroki blocked the explosion thanks to his ice abilities.

Then my own performance came up. I watched myself make mistakes and waste precious time, which only fueled my aggravation and frustration. The unwanted comments of Endeavor not assisting.

"You were too slow there," he let out. "And in lack of critical thinking, we cannot afford such disheveled actions. The time wasted would have been major and could cost a civilian their life in a real situation," he addressed.

The old man does nothing but comment on everything I do, no matter how hard I try, to the point I don't sleep at night to study for the next day. Will he ever be satisfied with what I have to give?

"What an asshat," I muttered, just loud enough for the others to hear. Endeavor's glare cut through me like fire, sharp and burning. I sighed, forcing myself to sit up straighter. "Apologies," I said, though the sarcasm in my voice didn't go unnoticed.

__________

The room dimmed as the screen continued displaying clips of our earlier session. His attention on his performance, Izuku's muttering returned in full force, jotting in his notebook, the sound of his pen scratching the surface of his book aggravatingly. Bakugo, on the other hand, leaned back into his seat, arms crossed while observing his own.

"Izuku," my voice cut sharp, "quit mumbling, it's distracting."

"My bad," he acknowledged, lowering his voice.

"Oi," Bakugo hissed from across the table. "If you’re gonna nag, how about you keep it down as well, huh?"

I shot him a glare. "How about you mind your business and take this seriously."

"Take this seriously?" His voice rose, catching the attention of others. "I don't need your lecture when you’ve been moody and unpredictable since morning, princess. And besides, I already know I’m better than you all."

I huffed. "Coulda fooled me. Your so-called 'superiority' caused you to trigger half of the damn traps in the field." I shot back, leaning forward as if it would get my point across more.

The corner of Todoroki's mouth twitched, and I could've sworn he was suppressing a smirk. "Careful, Bakugo," Todoroki chimed in, his voice calm but cutting. "Your temper's showing again."

"Shut it, Icy Hot!" Bakugo snapped, slamming his hands on the table. "You wanna say that again?!"

"Someone's getting heated," I commented provocatively.

"Can we not do this right now?" Izuku complained

"Enough!" Endeavor commanded, his sharp tone silencing the brewing argument. "If you can't keep quiet, you'll be running the course again—together. Am I clear?"

"Hell nah."

"Over my body."

"I'd rather not."

The three of us grumbled varying acknowledgments, izuku remained silent, sinking back into our seats as the instructor resumed the debriefing.

__________

After what felt like an eternity, the meeting finally ended. I stretched as I stood, the stiffness in my shoulders easing slightly. The boys stalled near the exit, clearly waiting for me.

"I'm heading back to the dorms," I informed them.

"Me too," Izuku added. "Need to review some notes."

"Ima go get some food. Careful not to choke on your nerd shit." Bakugo turned away, stepping toward the exit with his hands shoved in his pockets.

"Seriously?" I let out an annoyed groan, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Can't you just shut the fuck up and not insult people everywhere you go?"

He stopped mid-step, turning to glare at me.

"You’ve got a bad mouth, princess. Do you think you’re better than me? And besides, keeps things interesting." he sneered, stepping closer.

My face scrunched up in distaste. "Not every damn thing is a competition." The words shot out of my mouth laced with venom. "How about you start working as a team? Maybe then you'll notice how much of a liability you are," I snapped back, meeting his gaze head-on.

"Good luck with that," Todoroki muttered.

Bakugo’s eyes widened, his hand sparking faintly with explosions.

"Liability?! Say that again, and I'll blow your shit up!"

"Blow me up. I fucking dare you," I countered, my tone daring and condescending.

"Stop this buffoonery, at once!"

Endeavor yelled, fumes steaming from his head. His aggravation and vexation were clear to every living being near his radius, flames emitting from his body. The room turned dead quiet, all eyes snapped to him.

"I can't believe how childish and insolent you are behaving! All of you are far from representing the heroes of our near future," his voice railed through the hallways, his fiery aura intensifying with each word. "I am far from pleased with your actions today, both individually and as a team on the field."

Bakugo clicked his tongue, shoving his hands back in his pockets. Todoroki quietly glared at his father, while Izuku shifted uncomfortably, his gaze falling to the ground.

I swallowed hard, my throat clenching as my mouth ran dry.

Endeavor let out a heavy sigh, the flames on his body dimming slightly. "If this behavior continues, none of you will be fit to graduate, let alone work in the professional hero field. Learn to control yourselves and act like the heroes you claim to want to be."

With that, he turned and stormed out of the room, leaving the four of us in an uncomfortable silence.

Bakugo was the first to break it, muttering, "Tch. Whatever." He stormed out, his footsteps echoing down the hall.

I clenched my fists, the tension in my chest building up as my eyes started to sting, tears threatening to fall.

"I got you," a soft voice said from beside me. I felt a hand on my back, providing me with an all-too-familiar sense of comfort. I turned slightly to meet Izuku's gaze.

"Let's go back to the dorms."

---

[farthertothemoon]

Howdy y'all. I wanted to apologize for the lack of keeping up here on Tumblr and any more private circles I know some of you in. I felt I owed an apology and an explanation for the long spaces of radio silence between my randomly timed actual posts.

Below the cut is a bunch of venting so if you choose to read it CW: financial, medical, political, and trauma mentions

I'm not really doing well at all. On top of financial, medical, political, and family stress, past traumas are resurfacing and kicking my ass. It's hard to get any sleep at night and to wake up feeling okay. I'm accustomed to PTSD and CPTSD nightmares, but they'd been dying down over time and I was actually starting to feel pretty alright? But now, with all the constant stress, they're coming back full force and it's just the cherry on top that really drains me of everything.

Classes in college will be starting up in less than a week. I barely have enough money to pay for the materials, let alone the courses themselves. I'm barely 20 and I'm so in debt from student loans and past and present medical bills it's not even funny. I genuinely don't know what to do. Everything piling onto itself is getting to be too much and I just want some rest. I don't want to get into bed at night just to relive the horrific shit I've gone through or on the off chance I don't have nightmares/don't wake up, it's 4 in the afternoon and that's an entire day wasted.

Anyway, this is all to essentially make excuses as to why I have been so not active here on Tumblr or with those of you I know more closely elsewhere. I know it's not fair to you and I sincerely hope I can get past this quickly not just because I feel some sort of obligation, but because I genuinely enjoy being on here and interacting with yall. I just felt I needed to say something, y'know? So to actually get to the point of this post: I'm sorry.

Thanks for listening if you for some ungodly reason read all the way down here lol and y'all stay safe ok? Safe as you can at least <3

Also if there are any typos, no there aren't I'm too tired to correct them lol

[rei-comfort-zone]

☆ Presentation card! ☆

Hiiiii, my name is Reiko! ( Anyone can call me Rei 1!1! )

I go by any pronoun and I'm also non-binary and present myself masc most of the times ☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️ I'm Latino and I speak Spanish and English ‼️‼️ <----

I don't do commisions! This 18 year old is way too dumb to know how to start doing them lolol !!! Oppsies

(I'm soon turning 19 lets gooooo !!!! April 29th)

My StrawPage (is in spanish and I haven't update it💔)

Stupid face reveal (I look whiter, sorry)

+ I lost all my instagram filters I can't hide the browness anymore my GAAAAWDDD

I love drawing my favorite hyperfixations ! Specially if they involve a forgotten character by god that are either morally gray or mentally disturbed/hj

My fave fandoms !!!!

The Eltingville Club

The Breadwinner

Smilling Friends

South Park

Fallout saga

Bloodborne

Sweet Tooth

Clerks !!! (I love Silent Bob omggg)

Zerocalcare's comics (I love his work sm)

Tales of Arcadia

Creep (2014)

Outlast saga

I'm probably stoned rn

I don't mind following my mutuals in different social medias! I have tons but I'm more active in instagram

I also have discord :DD I don't mind talking in there !!

My main social medias ! ! !

My twitter!🐦 (delulu posts mostly in spanish)

My instagram!📲 (more daily stories and doodles)

My Bluesky!🦋 (I wanted to make it oc centered)

My Discord!✉️ " Reiko☆ :] "

My non-main accounts online ! ! !

My Artifight!🖍 (I will try to be fully ready this 2025)

My SpaceHey!💻 (I wanna use it for personal blogs)

My CharacterHub👥️ (Is still in process)

I'm a selfshipper too!!! (Since I have memory) and I also do ocs x canon characters out of fun, I also have my own personal ocs but I don't post enough about them

My main ocs x canon or selfships💌

Scott Tenorman and his two friends (South Park = Polyamorous selfship)

Anthony (South Park, Airsoft teen = Selfship)

Ironjaw x Ash (Welcome to Eltingville the pilot chapter = oc x canon)

Idrees x Fatima (The Breadwinner = oc x canon)

Vulpes Inculta (Fallout: New Vegas = sometimes oc and sometimes I selfship with him)

Eddie Gluskin (Outlast: The Whistleblower = Selfship)

William Orlov (My own oc x me sometimes😻)

Cesare (This World Can't Tear Me Down = Selfship and sometimes cringe for it)

My basic boundaries !!!!!

I may show lack of self respect sometimes, but please don't act like a weirdo towards me in DMS🙏🙏🙏 I can match someone's freak without problem I just get nervous

I hate people who want to give "good criticism" to other people's art, let people enjoy something ! !

Please ASK before sharing MY art in other apps, I have went through getting my art posted without even asking😭😭😭 if I know you and I trust you then you def have permission to do so <333

Don't be an asshole please🙏🙏🙏 nor to me or to my friends, if I see anyone mocking my besties I'm gonna jump them📢‼️💥

Transphobes, homophobes and racists can go through the door if y'all don't wanna stay, like is over there ➡️ ➡️ ➡️ 🚪

My ocs or selfships with horrible characters doesn't describes me as a person irl ! ! ! I'm not an horrible person please don't mix that😭😭😭

I don't like doing calls or sending audios with anybody so easily, yeah there's still bounds to do

My hobbies !!!

Drawing or reading !

Watching horror movies (mostly reviews lol)

Gooning over fictional men

Writting oc lore (and cry about it)

Cooking😋😋😋

Collecting Kuromis (like anything from her I have a whole ass collection)

Playing videogames to no end

Loving my black cat Samael (he's such a devil)

I also love doing new projects and renpy games

That's allll BYEEEE !!!

[circusinarun]

Hah... Funny how... Subscribers come... Like everyday and active stays low...

And yeah, sorry for the lack of posts. I'm just struggling mentally a bit rn. Nothing serious, just feeling blue and anxious. Thanks for patience, love y'all