Just two short years ago, Idol Factory gave us Becky and Freen as color-coded girls in love in Secret Crush on You.
And now they are playing historical color-coded girls in love who sexually sniff each other! THANK GOD!
But that's not all Blue Beauty Anin wants to do to her Pink Person.
She already told Pin that she thinks Pin's fish is delicious.
And embodied The Pussycat Dolls' 2005 hit by practically begging Pin "to loosen up my buttons, babe"
Thanks to @thelonewolf48, I knew Anin had limited time to make Pin understand that she wants to eat her for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a little midnight treat.
So I fully condone that Anin went full force and decided to take up all of Pin's time while eliminating the competition based on her loyal sidekick Prik's observations. Also, Anin is kinda scary when angry, and I'm into it.
But Pin turns into a Mexican mother when upset and starts cleaning with determination because if her hands aren't busy doing domestic chores, they might end up around someone's throat. I'm also into it.
But I think this is something Pin has inherited from her mother but in a less assertive way, much like her color.
Once again, I think the girls' colors are going to evolve, and @awesomesaucerica read something similar, so I think as Pin conforms to tradition, she will become a more solid/darker pink.
Or even red.
Because her mother (who doesn't have a husband . . .) is the epitome of a lady and traditional womanhood.
But I think Anin is already incorporating her mother's creative yellow and orange into her wardrobe as she schemes her way into Pin's heart and schedule.
However, Anin's clothing has always been about strips and plaids, and other hard lines as she knows who she is and what she wants, while Pin's clothing were solids or dots, yet have begun to evolve into more florals which are considered more feminine.
(I'm not getting over Pin being surrounded by pink and blue flowers as she deals with the red ones and Anin's house also including pink and blue flowers with a touch of red!)
(Also, Pin brought the garland of cork tree flowers to Anin, so flowers will be her *thing* and Anin will be crying in the club over some pink flowers before this show is over)
And while Anin carries Pin everywhere with her in the form of including pink clothing in her suitcase full of blue clothing,
Pin can't seem to escape Anin as she is always being followed and surrounded by blue like Prik literally turning around and following her with a basket full of Anin's blue clothing when she was trying to get away from Anin.
I also think it's interesting that the older brother treats Anin like a daughter because I think these color-coded brothers might add to the drama as the younger Red Rascal brother seems coded to go against tradition and support his sister's gay agenda, while the other brother, who is a father figure, is a Blue Boy who are normally more traditional and conservative, so he might not be pleased with it, but could still be loyal to his similar color-coded sister since Blue Boys are also known for their loyalty.
But honestly, I couldn't put too much thought into it because my girl Songjet from The Sign and My Marvellous Dream is You showed up and I stopped breathing for three minutes.
So all I really know is this show is queer and just like Anin with Pin's delicious fish, I'd do anything to get more!
okay okay I know the point of this is “White people need to put as much effort into learning how to pronounce Black people’s names as they do foreign European names” and 100% I totally agree, absolutely good point
but this tweet becomes hilarious in the context of this clip:
anyways, absolutely put effort into learning how people pronounce their names. just don’t feel bad if it takes you some time to get it right 😅
(also in case you didn’t watch the video it’s “N-SHOO-tee” not “SHOO-tee”)
getting older can be so amazing? you get more familiar with yourself. learn tips & tricks for troubleshooting your own brain. trial & error helps you build routines that minimize discomfort, maximize reward. your preferences/interests don't get set in stone, but you do find out which ones are going to stay with you in the long-term, and which ones are fun but transient joys to appreciate in the moment.
you learn that the world is so much more complex than you were taught, and that that's okay, and that there's an endless supply of things you can learn or watch or experience or think about if you want to. if you're lucky, you loosen up, stop putting so much pressure on yourself. if you're lucky, you learn to recognize that negative inner voice, and whack it with a baseball bat until it hushes up. if you're lucky, you learn to treat yourself gently, not because you are fragile but because you are worthy of gentleness. (i hope you are lucky.)
and some things will change. some things will get better. some things will get good. and maybe you start to recover from the dehumanizing stress of childhood/education. maybe you learn the power of your own autonomy. maybe you learn how to walk away from bad situations (which is a superpower even if you don't realize it yet). and you get to choose your own clothes. and your own food. and which relationships to pursue! and what you do with your free time. and with your life (but don't worry you get to choose that gradually). and that's crazy! and sometimes scary. and extraordinarily, indescribably precious.
older boyfriend toji x you curled up on the couch, laptop open while you’re online shopping. you see a new sex toy being promoted, you give it a look and show it to toji.
“ohh! what do you think?”
he raises his brow, reads the details.
“baby, you can’t handle that”
you pout - “of course I can”
“you’re a lot more sensitive than you think,” he responds seriously. “look at the settings on that thing, you can barely handle me rubbing you out for too long let alone try out “stronger vibrations and heightened sensations”…”
you bump your shoulder against his, “I mean, yeah - but when you only do it after going down on me for so long. of course, I’m sensitive…”
toji huffs, his arm over your shoulder moving as his hand lightly massages the back of your head. “I can go longer, you know? I just don’t because you start crying about it-”
you glare at him, but he’s smiling at you. his scar ticking upward and his eyes full of amusement. he leans forward and kisses the annoyance off the tip of your nose.
Really fucked up that, when they’re young, Patrick and Art are SO tactile with each other, so comfortable sharing the same space. Art lets Patrick touch him and move him and physically overwhelm him and easily acquiesces to it, if not outright enjoys it.
Then in the present, they’ve been so far out of each other’s orbit for so long, held such animosity that when they have their moment alone in the sauna, Art physically recoils from Patrick’s close proximity! It’s so painful to watch because even as Patrick’s goading him, it’s so obvious he wants to be able to get back into Art’s space. But Art has erected all these walls around himself, he refuses to give Patrick an inch or even admit to missing how close they used to be!
AND THEN we see Art and Tashi later and he wants her to hold him, to be gentle with him, and just TOUCH him. Like, he does miss that kind of close physical contact! He either doesn’t know how to ask for it or is uncomfortable being that openly vulnerable. Worth noting that he pretty much always defers to Tashi in regard to initiating physical intimacy (with their first kiss, though he does state his desire, SHE has to be the one to make the first move). And it seems pretty obvious that Tashi herself isn’t comfortable providing that intimacy, whereas Patrick actively seeks to provide it (the hug/forehead kiss after their win together in the early years, dragging the stool closer to him).
Art has tried very hard to act like he doesn’t need physical affection and even though his discipline and devotion to Tashi has made him a stronger tennis player, it’s made him a hollow person, which, in turn, has kept him from becoming a GREAT tennis player.
All of this, of course, is why the ending hits so damn hard.
i watched ff7 advent children recently and i was sad no one ever found out Cloud was sick for years apparently, so this is a little comic of him being fussed over by his dad friend Barret