#tumblr don’t destroy the quality I’m begging you

[totallynotobsessedwithfandoms]

did ninjago sketches in class lmfao

[holly71317332]

Wip and art dump!

I genuinely can’t find time to finish my gay cats, so I’m posting it now as a wip. (Please zoom in I’m begging you tumblr don’t destroy my quality please I beg)

Plus a few other things I’ve drawn. I like drawing women. 🏳️‍🌈

Anyway, here’s some art :3

[freelancearsonist]

February Fic Recs!

Hi everyone! I’ve realized that part of the problem with interaction within the fic community is that not as many larger creators are doing their part to reblog and recommend fics like they used to when I first joined Tumblr. And while I wouldn’t really consider myself a “large” blog, I still want to do my part to help boost my fellow creators :) So here’s a list of what I read this month!

02.01 // “a letter addressed to the manager of the letter room” by @propertyofabelmorales (Richard Alsonso-Munoz) // I’ve read this at least three times omg because it’s currently the only Richard content we have and it’s wonderfully written and the letter format is unique but really interesting and so fitting given the character so yeah 10/10 please keep ‘em coming Vic 😂

02.02 // “Walls that Come Down” by @houseofthirst (Nathan Bateman) // this made me horny and made me cry at the same time and I think it’s really unfair that you have the power to do that to me tbh 😂 This is so wonderfully written and such a beautiful take on Nathan’s character and ugh lemme go cry in my corner

02.03 // “Meet Me on Endor” by @autumnleaves1991-blog (Poe Dameron) // “You are so beautiful, all the time” made me tear up a little bit because it’s so distinctly Poe and I also horny cried because god I’d give anything for this man

02.04 // “In the Night” by @jawabear (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // this was emotional and beautiful and sexy all at once and it made me cry a lil bit in bed at 2am and honestly I thank you for it

02.05 // “Something About You And I” by @sacklerscumrag (Poe Dameron) // This was beautifully written and also so so so sexy and I realized I might have a bit of unresolved bondage kink while reading this so thanks for that 😂

02.06 // “The Night That Follows” by @roanniom (Poe Dameron) // I found this kind of by accident and then it turned out to be one of the most beautiful fics I’ve ever read in my life??? I’m seriously like trembling how can someone pack so much talent into one sexy fic I’m—

02.07 // “The Punishment” by @mandorush (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // This is so fucking sexy what the fuck and then I found out it’s a whole series??? Yeah so needless to say my 2am binge was entirely worth it omg 🤤

02.08 // “Dessert is on the Counter” by @nathan-bateman (Abel Morales) // I read this before you posted to make the moodboard but I’ve legit reread like seven times since then omg. A quality fic in every way. 10/10

02.09 // “Affection” by @wasicskosgirl (Llewyn Davis) // This is one of my all-time favorite fics for my favorite man �� everything about this is so cute and I would literally die to snuggle with this sweet boy 😭

02.10 // “Tell Me” by @rebellou (Poe Dameron) // I don’t even know what to say omfg this is one of the hottest things I’ve ever read in my life and I’d like this fic chiseled onto my gravestone so I have something nice to take with me into the afterlife

02.11 // “Romantic Dreams” by @witchyavenger (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // Yeah I want this holy hell this was so spectacularly written and so sexy and 😩 god I can’t even have kids but I wish he would breed me omg

02.12 // “Pressing Camera Questions” by @youvebeenlivingfictional (Nathan Bateman) // Omg this is so wonderfully constructed, even as something of an introductory piece to this series. I’m so excited to see what comes!

02.13 // “Free Fall” by @michaelperry (Mikael Boghosian) // There’s so little fic for Mikael on this site and so finding this kinda felt like striking gold 😂 especially because it’s so wonderfully writing and so sexy and 🤤

02.14 // #valentines fic tag by @propertyofabelmorales (Literally every Oscar Isaac character) // I got to read so many amazing fics today because of the Valentine’s fic exchange but shit dude you went above and beyond!! I wanted to only plug each author once on this fic rec calendar but there’s no way I couldn’t give you a shout out for this. Even in addition to your piece for the fic exchange you wrote so much incredible fic for literally every character I can think of (including Marcus!!!!!!!!! As I’m writing this you haven’t even posted his yet but I saw his name on the list and I’ve been having heart palpitations ever since) so yeah explore this tag because there’s fic for literally everyone and it’s all so wonderfully written and *chef’s kiss*

02.15 // “ghosts” by @unstoppableforcce (Javier Peña) // This one gave me CHILLS omfg this is just the first part and I was rolling on the ground. Everything about this is so beautifully constructed and haunting and UGH this is amazing 😭

02.16 // “Pretty” by @waatermelon-sugaar (Blue Jones) // Holy shit this unlocked like seven kinks that I didn’t even know I had 🤤 this was so wonderfully written and so sexy and realistic? Idk if that’s a good descriptor but like I could feel everything you were describing sdkfdkfjdkfj I LOVED THIS

02.17 // “home.” By @pascal-isaac (Llewyn Davis) // Look I wish I was kidding when I say that I’ve read this fic upwards of seven times sdkjskdjskd this is one of my all-time favorite fics and it only gets hotter with age 😩 this fic is like a fine wine and I would like to have it inscribed on my tombstone when I inevitably escape from this plane of existence

02.18 // “Turning to the Dark...” by @mylifeisactuallyamess (First Order!Poe Dameron) // If I’m being honest I’m not usually a fan of darker fics but this one worked for me. It was so sexy and honestly kind of beautiful in the way you describe the interrogation and later Poe’s willful turning. I really enjoyed this and will probably read again 🥺

02.19 // “My Best Decision” by @knivesareout​ (Javier Peña) // Fuck guys I’ve had baby fever like a motherfucker this month and this made it so much worse 😂 Dad!Javi is so fucking cute omg and this fic was SO SEXY and it really hit all of my bases 😩

02.20 // “my sweet baby” by @writingletterstothefire (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // Look I’ve read this fic 293394 times and it’s good EVERY TIME. Dirty Dancing is the good kush and this fic made my obsession with that movie like 1000 times worse omfg. I read this every time I’m in a bad mood and it just puts a smile on my face so fast omg I would literally beg for a longer version

02.21 // “Sounds of Silence” by @veuliee2 (Orestes) // This fic? This fic right here? Lives rent free in my mind. To the truest capacity of the statement. I wish I was kidding when I say that not a single day goes by where I don’t think about this. I don’t even really know what to call this? Maybe Something along the lines of associates to lovers? Whatever this qualifies as it’s literally one of my absolute favorite fics of all time and I will never forget the way you shattered and mended my heart with one story

02.22 // “Mr. & Mrs. Cooper” by @aellynera (Bud Cooper) // THIS IS BRILLIANT THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH ok first of all that this is like one of two fics for this character 😂 but also this is the most beautifully, ironically constructed fic ever? Everything about this is entirely grasping and there’s THREE PARTS that are all just as good as the rest and 😩 I literally couldn’t ask for a more perfect fic

02.23 // “Catch” by @ollypopp (Poe Dameron) // This is a short drabble but I had to include it because DAMN this is so sexy and wonderful for such a short piece and I’ll be thinking about this for the next month so thank you 😂

02.24 // “Blooming most recklessly” by @writefightandflightclub (Evgeni Kolpakov) // This is so beautifully written while simultaneously being so sexy???? How do you do it Luna I am forever in awe of your talent 😭 I can just visualize everything he says and does so clearly and I’m so in love with this piece 😭💛

02.25 // “falling for you” by @luminouspoes (Poe Dameron) // This is the cutest thing ever wtf 😭😭 The pining is so strong even though it’s short and it’s just all around so wonderfully written and I must go cry in my corner now

02.26 // “Liability” by @honeymandos (Nathan Bateman) // THIS WAS GORGEOUS WTF I’m crying over some soft Nathan in this house tonight 😭 I was legit so worried for a while that he’d send reader away but then he CAVED and my heart sang hallelujah—

02.27 // “electric spark” by @woakiees (Duke Leto Atreides) // Hi I need everyone to read this please so it can destroy your body and live in your mind and occupy all of your waking thoughts like it does for me k thanks

02.28 // “The Child” by @starryeyedstories (Poe Dameron) // This was the sweetest thing ever what the heck 😭😭😭 I am eternally sobbing over this lil found family-ish vibe and dad!Poe is literally everything I’ve ever wanted and UGH I have to go cry for the next month

[depressedacadamia]

How do you passive aggressively say ‘Fuck you’ in flower? Part III

Summary:  New owners, new friendships and new beginnings... but maybe there's a linger of old history there aswell.

A/N:  Helloooo!! It's writers month starting August so I've posted all the prompts and there are also the fandoms you can request. Please send a request, its always fun to interact with the readers and hear what content you want to see!! That said, here is chap 3!! I hope you enjoy and make sure you comment and enjoy!! <3 from phi phi!!

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Will couldn't believe his luck. Of all the things he could have been told, it had to be this.

He held the printed note in between his thumb and forefinger as he grumpily read aloud the note hidden inside the fortune cookie. Calypso looked excited as her hands gripped the side of the table with passion.

“So? What does it say? Are you going to marry skull boy and live happily ever after with a cat?”

Wills scowled. “ No, that’s ridiculous. I hate cats. Maybe a dog. Or a goldfish.”

“Yeah, but goldfish don't live for as long as a cat could,” Calypso pointed out, her pinky finger pointing towards Will. “Now read. I want to hear your fortune.”

“Ugh. You aren’t hesitant to take what you want but sometimes you lack intuition; try and be more intuitive."

Calypso looked at him, with disappointment ranging across her face before shrugging and returning to her food. Will, who was expecting a much larger reaction, was offended.

“Excuse me? You begged to hear my fortune and now you just ignore it? You’re a terrible friend. I bet you wouldn’t run into a fire to save me.”

“You’re right. I wouldn’t.”

Will gasped. Calypso continued her sentence, with an overall sense of coolness. “ I’d send the fucking fire patrol, police, moutaion resucuers, heck, I’d send the grandma next door to me if she had even a slim chance of getting you out of there.”

“Awwww, You do love me!”

Calypso grunted. “It’s only because I refuse to let anything other than myself kill you. Now stop hugging me and scram; you’re ruining my course of digestion with how hard your arms are wrapped around my stomach.”

But Will refused to oblige as he wrapped his arms around his best friend's stomach, listening to her complaints and completely ignoring them.

“What do you think it means?” Calypso spoke over a mouthful of food.

“What?”

“The fortune cookie thingy. What do you think it means?”

“It means I should be more intuitive, that's what it said.”

Calypso facepalmed, now understanding why the fortune cookie told her best friend what it told them. Even to the most oblivious person, it was obvoius that what the fortune cookie had told Will was not to simply be more intuitive but instead to -as the author would say- Open your fucking eyes and see what’s in front of you . But, as the author, I can tell you that William Andrew Solace is such an oblivious character that if I were to shout that at him, he would simply stare at whatever was sitting in front of him.

The next Saturday

“Are they coming?” Meg tugged on Will’s sleeve. “ Will, are they going to come today?”

It had seemed that, surprisingly enough, Meg had taken a great liking to Will’s so-called new ‘friends’ and in particular- Nico, which just so happened to be perfect for Will. It was already terrible that Will had to deal with them showing up only once in his beloved shop, let alone the idea that they may come again the next weekend and ruin it entirely for him, like the previous.

“I don’t know Meg, why do you care?” Will asked, his tone slightly agitated, out of all the people who had visited him at the shop, Meg just had to take a liking to these.

“Because that Nico guy is super cool. But don’t tell him I said that- and you guys can’t make out in my shop, no matter how cool he is.”

“This isn’t your shop and it isn't Calypso’s either, Dya know that, right?” Will reminded Meg as she went on about the new customers.

A sharp jab, that Will could now confidently identify to be Calypso’s elbow, hit his side. “Oi, What do you mean it ain't my shop- it basically is. It’s not like the previous owner ever cared about it.”

Will’s ears perked up at the words ‘previous owner’. “What do you mean Previous owner? Do they not own it anymore?”

“Did you not hear?” Calypso stopped braiding the rose into Will’s hair after seeing his surprised expression. “ We have a new owner. They offered the old one loads, and I mean loads of money for this shop. Apparently it’s this young sophisticated woman who just throws money whenever she wants.”

“Why do you sound so happy?”

Calypso’s finger’s in Will’s hair stopped braiding for a second. “What do you mean why do I sound so happy? We have a new rich owner. That means we will get better conditions. Imagine all the better quality wrapping we can get for the bouquets!”

“But if they're the kind of person to just throw money about, will they really take care of what's theirs? Or will they just send their own cronies to keep everything tidy, while paying them the minimum possible? And in this case, those cronies are us!”

“You’re imagining the worst of the new owner.”

“No, I’m not! Why am I the only one who hates the idea of a new owner!” Will yelled, grabbing the rose in his hair and ripping it out, throwing it at the entrance of the door. Will wasn't one to raise his voice but he couldn’t help but feel frustrated- why was everything changing so much!

Maybe it was fate, maybe it was destiny, or maybe Will was just that unlucky, but in that very moment, Nico and his friends all walked in.

It seemed they had all been causally conversing as they walked in.They were quickly silenced by whatever was occurring within the florist; Percy was halfway through grinning and dropping his jaw at Will's sudden outburst. Afterall, the last time he had seen Will this agitated was in middle school when he stole Will’s plastic stethoscope that his father had supposedly gotten him.

“Are we interrupting?'' Frank asked. He may have been on Nico’s side but he figured that perhaps barging in on an argument wasn’t the most respectful thing one could do.

“Trouble in paradise?” Nico smirked as he picked up the ruined rose that Will had thrown to the floor in a rage. He twirled in between his fingers and looked at the shade of pink; he glanced back at Will and decided it greatly complimented his skin tone and the cute blush he’d get whenever he was angry.

He frowned at the ruined rose and placed it on the counter before walking back to Will.

“The trouble only started when you set foot into this shop,” Will retorted, very much unappreciative of his presence at this moment. He still couldn't believe that the shop was getting a new owner! Sure, the old one had barely shown up and basically left Calypso entirely in charge but how could Calypso be so casual about it?

Nico ignored his attempt at a snide comment and walked past him, gesturing with his finger to follow behind him. “I want a flower. The one you threw. What was it, a Rosa Ausrumba?”

Will, slightly surprised that Nico had managed to identify the binomial name for the rose, raised his eyebrow. “Yeah.. how did you know?”

Nico shrugged, not offering an explanation as Will went ahead and fetched him a packaged gentle hermione rose. As he handed it over, he couldn’t help but let his mind wonder who the rose was for. It was a soft pink, the same type of rose that Calypso insisted he wear everytime he worked at the shop. Will knew that pink roses symbolised a lot of things but the question was, what exactly?

Was there anyone Nico knew who he’d give that rose to? It wouldn’t make sense for it to go to Leo, afterall, it wouldn't compliment his hair or skin tones: rather, it could work with someone like Hazel- since she was his sister, it would make sense for Nico to give it to her.

Calypso had always forced Will to wear that species of pink rose because she said that he had the hair for it and his blush and the colour of the rose were indistinguishable but most of all, it was the friendly gesture she had made when he first started working there.

He felt Nico’s fingertips brush against his as he handed the rose and a jolt of electricity sparking between them.

Shit, static shock.

“Ow!” Will jerked back, dropping the rose and rubbing his hand. He was about to ask Nico what the hell before he realised that the rose was on the floor. It wasn’t like the rose was going to be ruined or destroyed now it was on the floor or that it particularly angered Will to see the rose there. It simply saddened Will so much that he felt compelled to pick it up; maybe it was because he was so used to being forced into wearing it everyday or maybe because it was meant to be Nico’s, either way, he bent down to retrieve the flower.

It seemed that Nico had the same idea because their heads collided and Will was sent stumbling backwards onto his butt.

“Ow!” He cried again, rubbing his head. Nico felt his eyes widen at Will’s words and quickly he grabbed the rose and kneeled in the space between Will's legs, with his hand scanning Will’s face of any injury.

“Are you okay?”

Will frowned at the considerate question, wondering if Nico was mocking him or not. “Why do you care?”

That question threw Nico off guard. Why do you care? Why did he care? That was a good question he had yet to ask himself. Why did he care so much about Will? Why did he decide to come back? Every week nonetheless.

“No reason.” Nico shrugged. ” I just wanted to make sure your clumsy ass didn’t break anything.”

“Your head hit mine!”

“Yeah but it was you who decided to go after my flower,” Nico argued, clutching the rose in his hand. He started peeling off the wrapping until he had the rose alone in his hand.

“What the hell are you doing? You haven’t paid for it yet!”

Nico ignored him as he handed Will the rose. Obviously, Will took the rose from Nico’s hand and held it. Why did Nico want him to hold his flower for him?

“What?” Will was confused. “Why am I holding your flower?”

“Because I gave it to you.”

“To do what with?” Will inquired, his eyes oblivious. For someone who slept around, Will was not one who knew much about romantic rituals.

Murmuring something under his breath, Nico tilted his face away and let the loose strands of his black hair fall over his eyes elegantly. Will didn’t know if he had hit his head too hard but he could have sworn that Nico was slightly blushing.

“What? I didn’t catch that.”

“I said,” Nico took a dep breath, “The flower is for you and your stupid hair.”

Will must have looked relatively confused because Nico kept on talking. “Because you wear one whenever you work here? And when you threw a fit, you also threw your rose and it got ruined.”

Will, dumbfounded, simply stared at Nico. It wasn’t like he could braid his hair right here; Was this where Will was meant to thank him?

“Uh… thank you? I mean I could have easily gotten Callie to do my hair again but thanks anyway.”

Will realised that he was still sitting on the floor and immediately got up, still clutching the rose firmly in his hand, like he was afraid that the wind may just carry it off and he may never see it again.

In silence, him and Nico walked back to the counter, where surprisingly enough, everyone was getting on quite well. Percy and Frank were challenging Piper and Hazel about some vague petty thing,while Leo and Annabeth spoke to Calypso and Jason told Meg about Nico.

Annabeth had noticed quite quickly that Calypso had a crush on Leo and it seemed that Leo was aware as well. However, despite that, he didn’t let it get in the way of the conversation or the potential for a very beautiful friendship. He didn't like Calypso in that way. It was true that he had many previous lovers both men and women but Calypso was his friend, nothing more.

Nico noticed that Will was simply holding the rose and not wearing it like he intended him to.

“Why aren't you wearing the rose?”

Will stuttered, his face burning up slightly from embarrassment. “I..uh,well...I can’t really, um, braid my hair.”

Will was waiting for the insult. For a laugh, maybe a jeer. Instead he was surprised by the reaction that met him.

“I do. Give me the rose and sit in that chair.” Nico pointed to the chair behind the counter. Will, oblivious as ever, took a seat. He didn’t expect to feel familiar hands working on his hair. It felt like deja vu, feeling Nico’s fingers weave themselves into his hair, it felt like they were in that storage room all over again, making out on the small couch.

Wondering if Nico was also reminiscing that moment, he turned his head ever so slightly and caught Nico’s eye.

Nico turned Will’s head. “Stay still, I can’t do your hair if you keep on moving.”

Do my hair? He’s going to do my hair?

Will anxiously sat in the chair, fiddling his hands as Nico sectioned his hair into 3 parts and slipped the stem of the rose into one of the sections. He began braiding Will’s hair, slowly softly, dare I even say- Lovingly.

Will almost shivered when he felt Nico’s fingertip graze his scalp. His fingers braided like magic and within a matter of seconds, it felt like he had finished. Nico walked in front of Will to have a look at his handiwork from the front and reached forward. His finger brushed the side of Will’s ear and for a second, Will thought that Nico was going to gently cup his cheek and kiss him.

Instead, he reached and pulled free a small lock of hair from the front of his face so it dangled elegantly and complemented the rose that lay in his hair.

Will gulped. “ How did you learn to do hair?” His voice was extremely hoarse.

Nico’s voice seemed lower when he spoke. “My sister. I used to do her hair sometimes when we were at camp.”

Will nodded absent mindedly and focused on why his heart was beating so fast. The only reasons he knew why his heart would ever beat fast near a person would be if they scared him, forced him to exercise or if he had just slept with them.

Since Nico hadn't made him run, and they weren't sleeping together and Nico didn't make him fear for his life (yet), he was purely confused as to why his heart felt like it was a butterfly fluttering and any second, his ribcage may burst open and let it fly away and with it, his heart.,

He stared at the back of Nico’s head as he walked back to his friends who were now arguing about the difference between a white and an ivory rose.

Will did not not see Nico on Sunday at the flower shop. Nor did he see any of his friends.

Friday, Next week.

“Will, put that beer bottle down!” Calypso yelled, her entire state chaotic. There was flour everywhere and Will couldn’t tell where the kitchen started and where the mess ended.

This is what happened when he offered to babysit.

It was one thing to babysit a teenager or perhaps a 10 years old but a 7 years old? A seven year old and a 5 year old? A combination from hell itself. Overly energetic, disrespectful and disobedient, seven years olds were the worst kind of children to babysit.

It had started a while ago when his mother’s friend who’s name actually was Karen had to leave in a rush for some emergency (although Will had highly doubted it) and left her kids with Will's Mother. Being the wonderful woman she was, Will’s mother held onto them for as long as she could but she had a job, as most people did and unfortunately it was a job that required her to not enjoy her Friday nights.

This had led to her leaving the children with Will. Afterall, he was a responsible adult.

Okay fine, scratch the responsible part. She had left the children with Will because Calypso had promised to be there and in all blatant honesty, it was obvious that without Calypso, Will would be the biggest mess out there.

It seemed, however, that babysitting children was harder than both of them had anticipated.

“Callie, I give up. These kids are the devil's spawn. If they die, then tough luck for them.”

Calypso groaned and slammed her head onto the table before perking up with excitement. She grabbed her phone and dialed a number. Will overheard a vague conversation and simply watched, very confused.

Calypso set her phone down. “Okay so I have figured out how to fix this.” She pointed to the massive mess in their apartment.

“How?”

“You’ll see.”

Will didn’t trust the mischievous smile that came across Calypso’s face.

Nico was chilling on his bed with his phone in his hand, hovering above his face. He did not really have much to do so here he was, scrolling through social media. He was meant to be doing something with Percy or Jason or maybe Hazel- he really couldn’t remember and he couldn’t care less.

That was until he overheard a conversation from Jason that he could only describe as interesting. Only a few minutes later, Percy showed up very begrudgingly muttering I’m only coming because I wanna see where the little fucker lives.

As far as Nico was concerned, there was only one person who Percy called ‘the little fucker’ and why were Jason and Percy paying him a visit?

“Wait-” Nico threw his legs over the side of the bed, sitting up.”-Where are you guys going?”

“Calypso’s place. She needs some help babysitting? Or something like that. Annabeth’s call was kinda vague.”

“You’re going to Calypso’s place because Annabeth told you to?” Nico tilted his head, confusion evident in his voice. Jason took a deep breath before explaining.

“Calypso called Piper who gave the phone to Annabeth who called me to tell us and Hazel to go to Calypso’s place and help her and Will with whatever they needed help with.”

“Why is Will at Calypso’s place?”

Percy quickly interjected. “ They live together.”

That statement alone was enough to make Nico choke on the air he was trying to peacefully breathe.

“They what?” He managed to wheeze from in between the heavy coughs that racked from his chest.

“They live together,” Jason repeated innocently. “ Why?”

“Yeah,” Percy smirked, figuring out the reason behind Nico’s coughing fit. “ Why do you care, Nico?”

“No reason. It’s just a bit out of the blue.”

“So you don’t deny that you care!” Percy yelled excitedly pointing his finger at Nico. Nico grabbed it and twisted it with such ferocity, there was a crack and Percy let out a cry and pulled his finger back pouting, blowing on it like it was a hot dish.

“I twisted your finger, stop blowing on it like it’s a hot potato and let's hurry up and go please,” Nico groaned, rolling his eyes at Percy’s dramatic overreaction.

Percy, under his breath, murmured,” Somebody’s desperate.”

Nico slapped his shoulder.

When Will opened the door to his apartment, he didn't really know what he was expecting. Maybe someone like Thalia Grace or Reyna- a close friend of Calypso.

He certainly was not expecting his arch nemesis and his cronies to show up. He wasn’t in the best state of mind and he felt like any moment now, his feet may fail and he’d be out cold on the floor.

What was worse was the fact that Hazel had already arrived- without Frank as he said he ‘wasn’t the kind who liked children’. So now Will was here having to behave himself as if he were some host and they were his guest

His brain told him that this was exactly what this was.

But another part of Will didn’t agree. It was more, there was some more sinister motive behind why they were here. Sure, Annabeth had told them to come and god forbid someone disobey Annabeth but they clearly came here with their own reasons. Whether all their reasons were the same or not, Will did not know.

“What do you want?” Will deadpanned as he held the door halfway open- just like his eyelids. He was already considering shutting it in their faces. However, it seemed that Nico wasn’t having any of it as he simply pushed his way past Will, into the half cleaned up apartment.

“Oh, Nico! You’re here!” Hazel whisper-called out from the living room . She had the 5 year old’s head resting on her lap as it dozed off and the seven year old lay next to her, their eyes drifting off to sleep.

“Yeah, I’m here. What about it?”

“I thought you might want to cook something? I’m really hungry and I’m pretty sure Calypso’s been running around on an empty stomach trying to keep 2 children and a drunk person under control.”

Nico paused before wrinkling his nose. He walked forward to Will and moved his blonde hair out of his face to get a better view of his eyes.

“You’re drunk?” Nico looked around the kitchen and spotted the beer bottles. “Jesus, are you a lightweight or something? This shit ain’t even strong,” Nico grunted as he grabbed a very much incoordinate Will to the kitchen and sat him down at the counter. He got him a glass of water and rolled his sleeves up before quickly sifting through the fridge and cupboards.

“What happened to him?” Percy asked, walking slightly at the blushing Will sitting at the counter sipping water out of a straw.

“Hehee, Nico has very warm arms.” Some water dribbled out from the side of Will’s mouth as he giggled.

“He’s… wasted?” Jason squinted his eyes. “ I thought people with blue eyes were meant to have the highest tolerance to alcohol.”

“Nooooo,” Will whined. “ That’s not it. Blue eyed people are moree likeleyyy to have a dependency on alcohol. We did this in class-”

He was cut off by his own hiccup.

“Fucking hell,” Nico muttered as he pulled out ingrediants. Hungrily, Jason and Percy eyed the food.

“Whatcha making?” Percy asked, slinging his arm over Nico’s shoulder. Immediately, Will got out of his seat, objecting to this. However, before he could do this, he tripped and fell on his butt and in turn knocked his head into the floor. He was out cold within seconds.

“Did he just pass out?” Percy asked, poking at Will’s body with his foot only for Nico to be outraged and push Percy with such vigour, he ended up splayed onto the floor. He quickly kneeled beside Will and shook him gently, trying to wake him up.

“Flower boy? Hey, wake up. Will? Get up. Get up right now Will.” Nico began shaking him, his voice starting out in small quiet whispers. The alarm in Nico’s voice called over Calypso who batted her hand and laughed.

“Oh you have nothing to worry about. He does this everytime he gets too drunk. He’s a real lightweight, trust me.”

After much chaos and argument, everyone calmed down and Nico got cooking. As someone who was majoring in food tech, Jason and Percy would always make him cook meals for them. While Nico always pretended to be bothered and annoyed by this, he secretly loved it, meaning that he could make his friends smile with something he also loved- food.

Sure, he sometimes skipped meals or didn’t have time to actually eat, but he was constantly surrounded by food and making it was so chaotic but he enjoyed it and he enjoyed the rush of serotonin he’d get when he tasted the final dish.

“Food’s ready!” Nico called from the kitchen. Will had been moved to the sofa because Calypso had been told that under no circumstance was anybody to ever go into Will’s bedroom. Jason came in to the table and started laying it, as their usual routine went. Percy brought cups and Hazel, who normally did not dine with them, was talking to Calypso. They took their seat at the table and waited for the boys to finish laying it and serving food.

Nico glanced at Will who was dozing off on the couch peacefully. “ Is he not going to join us?”

Calypso shook her head. She knew when Will was feeling the way he was today, the only thing he could do was sleep it off. Nico had to admit, he was disappointed; he was hoping to see Will’s reaction when tasting the food. In fact, he had put extra effort into making it perfect just based on the possibility that Will may have been joining them for dinner.

They ate silently, with only the sound of the occasional collision of the fork against the plate echoing into the apartment.

“This is a nice place…” Percy started, trying to ease some of the tense silence away. Calypso gave him a short nod.

“Yes. It’s mine- Will and I share it.”

“Why?” Nico asked, his jealousy overtaking his actions. Was he really at liberty to ask such a question? No. Was he going to anyway? Absolutely.

Calypso raised an eyebrow at the question, while she slowly raised the fork to her mouth. “Does it matter why?”

Nico, staring at his food, paused. “No,” He sighed. “ I guess it doesn’t.”

Hazel, who wasn't allowing this, quickly intercepted. “It doesn't matter but that doesn't mean we wouldn’t like to know? Right guys?”

“Yeah!” Percy agreed a bit too passionately. “Tell us Calypso. How is it that you- someone of your high standards is living with somebody like… Will.”

Percy's abrash statement was rewarded with a hard smack to the back from the Italian boy sitting next time, glaring at him enough daggers for Percy to become Pinhead. Percy, midway swallowing, began coughing frantically which despite the urgency of the situation earned no sympathy from Nico who sat there as Percy choked and Jason gave violent slaps on his back.

“Ugh, well. We’ve known each other…” Calypso stopped. “ Are you sure you’re okay?”

Percy, almost red in the face, nodded frantically and mimed with his hands to keep talking. Jason reached over and poured Percy another glass of water.

“Uh, well… We work together but we’ve known each other for a long time.”

“How long? I don't remember Solace ever mentioning you.”

Calypso smiled slightly. “ If I’m correct, you two weren't and still aren't really on the kinds of terms where you discuss your personal life.”

“Still… I would have thought that… forget it.”

The awkwardly silent dinner continued with the clanking of cutlery against plates. Secret glares were passed along with uncomfortable shivers but all in all, the dinner managed to run smoothly. The guests helped clean up and finally, late into the night, they stood at the door awkwardly, as Calypso dismissed them.

“Are the children… staying?” Hazel innocently inquired, her eyes falling on the small children who lay asleep on the sofa behind Calypso.

Calypso scratched her head- slightly unsure herself. “Uh, I guess. Until they get picked up at least.”

“Oh… I guess I should stay to help out then?”

“No! Please, I don't want you to ruin a good night's sleep over this. I’m sure I can handle this. It wouldn’t be the first time.” Calypso reached for the door. “Get home safely.”

Jason and Percy, who realised that they were no longer welcome, did not hesitate to leave- the same couldn’t be said for Nico.

He didn’t know why he was hesitating- it wasn't as if Calypso and him were friends in any way. However, it seemed that for some odd reason there was a connection between the two that they both strongly cared for a certain blond headed lightweight. But they also both cared for a certain grinning engineer who spoke Spanish.

With his hand shoved in his pockets, he slowly turned his heel as if a magnet from afar was tugging on the metal heartstrings with his heart. His head was bowed towards the floor as he muttered the words under his breath.

“Tell him to call me when he wakes up tomorrow… We should probably talk and get everything out of the way.” Nico’s hair fell in front of his face, his eyes darting anywhere but Calypso’s face as to avoid her seeing his expression.

“Are you dating Leo?”

The abrupt question had Nico’s head snapping upwards so fast that I- the author- feared that he may have broken his neck had he moved any faster. The obvious answer was ‘no’. They had broken up long before Nico had even known someone like William Andrew Solace even existed; however, he didn't know if he could give such an honest answer so freely.

It was clear that Calypso was not just asking Nico this question for the sake of fun. She liked him.

And for some reason, Nico did not like that.

Leo wasn't his. He had his own feelings and decisions to make. But Nico didn't think she could handle the idea of Calypso being able to have both Will and Leo in her life- whether any of the relationships were platonic or not.

He had Leo, she had Will. It was only fair that it should stay that way.

But that said- If, if, he ever dated Will… would he give up Leo for the sake of fairness? Life isn't meant to serve everyone with equality. You get what you get and the rest you must fight for; Life was clearly a capitalist.

“Why does it matter to you?”

“Because,” she paused as if her reasoning was obvious. “If you are, I can’t let you play with Will or Leo like that.”

Nico snarled. “ Who said I was playing with either?”

“Isn't that what it's called? When you date two different people behind their backs?”

“I’m not dating Leo!” He yelled in frustration. Perhaps it was the wine. Or watching Will pass out on the floor and Percy poking him with his foot like an animal. Or maybe it was the fact that Will never tasted the food, but for some reason whether it was unbeknownst or not, Nico snapped. “Happy?”

Calypso smiled. “Very.”

[frannyzooey]

Oof the brat tamer tag on that Javi gif set—truly calling out to my brat self like 👀 I read that you took/are taking a little tumblr break and just wanted to pop in and say how much I adore binging your writing (what a feast woman, my god) and that I hope wherever you are in the world that you’re safe and healthy! Sending love ❤️ foli-vora

@foli-vora you absolute filthy sweetheart

first of all, YES — BRAT TAMER JAVI — I’ve been obsessed with him for the last couple of days, the absolute control over himself as he edges you until you can’t take it anymore and then the way he would gorge himself on your body — that angry face? you, waiting on all fours so patiently and you heard the clink of his belt opening behind you but that seems like ages ago and he hasn’t moved yet and the second a beg comes out of your mouth, you get a swat that makes you suck in your breath and leak slick at the same time

If you wanna a great fic rec of a Javi that’ll absolutely destroy you, check out @filthybookworm — her masterlist literally has “brat taming Javi” as well as her FaceTime Javi, in which he obliterates your mind and your 🐱 by fucking you with a tac vest on 💀

second of all, 🥺🥺 thank you so much for saying that about my writing! It really means a lot to know you binge and enjoy it, especially coming from someone as talented as you ❤️

I’ve been in a slump the last couple weeks, hating everything that I write and I thought that might be a good sign to take a little break? I’ve been having trouble keeping inspiration for things — including coming to loathe some of the things I’ve started — and as much as I want to continue them, I think I maybe need to take a step back and let them sit awhile. I get nervous though, doing that, because it feels like the inspiration will never come back (even though that’s not true) and I need to stop and give myself some grace and say to myself, “Kelli, you just texted Cris this line from fog: his tongue a lazy swirl like the ceiling fan above — and that is great, so it’s not gone!” but sometimes that’s hard to believe, you know?

I also believe that the rapid upload of content on this site makes me feel like it’s been weeks since I’ve posted anything, putting this pressure out there that I need to really work on some of these things, but 1) that’s just the site talking and 2) that’s not how writing works and it’s something that I need to work on dealing with. ☺️

@astroboots gave me some amazing advice (because she is the smartest and the kindest) and said “don’t push it because regardless of the quality, you’ll end up associating it with how unhappy it made you” and she is so right, so I’m just gonna cool it for a minute and do what I always do when I’m feeling less than stellar about my abilities — read other people’s amazing writing, take note and learn from them, scream at them about it in a reblog and look at pretty pictures of PP for daydream purposes, like this one (OOF):

I’m safe and healthy, but not for long because I’m about to read your Frankie/Dave/Reader and that’ll actually kill me, so it’s been nice knowing you 💀

Thank you for sending this in — I appreciate you so much! ❤️

[iammarriedtomothman]

Meet Cute (again)

All Gio had wanted was a new model for his latest piece. Yes he had plenty of beautiful people waltzing around the estate but he wasn’t sure how willing they would be to sit and pose for four hours at a time.

No, he needed a professional, it had been much too long since a museum had seen a Scarafaggio original and now was time. 

He had entrusted his Lex to pick his model, his muse for the week. And maybe that was a mistake, he had been moping around the estate for too long now and they had noticed. True he had a wonderful enclave of people in what he jokingly referred to as “the estates private collection” but he missed his masterpiece. 

Y/N

They had died young again a few years back. Poisoned by a man they had married. He thought that if he stepped out of the picture their next lifecycle they would be safe, wouldn’t die young like they had every time he found them again. But the universe was cruel and he watched from afar at their funeral yet again. 

He had met them in ancient Rome, he was still relatively naïve to humanity but he felt a pull to them, their kind eyes, warm smile. They were sunshine to him, and he fell quickly. He painted them almost everyday, trying his best to capture their beauty. He had a few weeks with them before sickness took them. He had only them in memory and paintings now. He found them again a few years later, they had no idea who he was but their kind eyes still sparkled with affection for him. 

And thus the cycle continued, he held them close and tried to capture their beauty. He tried to protect them, keep them healthy and safe. But they would die young regardless. 

He had loved them and lost them too many times and each go round was a chip at his heart. So he grew bitter and closed off. Allowing only a few inside.

Maybe Lex had grown tired of him staring longingly at their portrait in the side room of his studio, where he would lock himself in days at a time. He had filled the room with the paintings of them and the others over the years. They always had those kind eyes that filled with adoration for him. 

 Lex cleared her throat, startling him as he tore his eyes away from thier portrait. “Porca miseria Lex!”

“Sorry Boss I thought you would have heard me coming, your model is here”

“Thank you Lex” and with that he closed the doors to the small room and went to greet his guest. 

But when he went to go greet them he halted. If he ever had the need to breathe his breath would have hitched. His Y/N was standing right in front of him. Standing next to an old beat up red car, their smile is still wide, eyes that meet his, still kind and loving. 

“H-hello, I’m Y/N, I’ll be your model” And their voice is still sweet even when they’re nervous. “Hello, I’m Scarafaggio Shoggoth but you may call me Gio, everyone does” He extended his hand  “You come highly recommended and I must say, I look forward to working with you” he was going to kill Lex, or thank her immensely, it was really depending on how this all panned out.

They shook his hand and time stopped, they still felt the same in his hand and he stopped himself from raising it to his mouth to press a kiss into it like he had done so many times over.

He set them up in his studio, he wondered if they felt comfortable, like they felt they had always lived here, as their body language showed them relaxed. He rolled up his sleeves and got to work, a million emotions rolling through him but, he was more guarded, how many times could he lose them again, maybe just one painting would be enough to sustain him?

“Soooooo” they spoke up, cutting the silence

“What?” he barked and immediately hated himself, he never wanted to speak a cross word to them in his existence, but better to keep his heart at a distance. He winced as they shrunk back a bit, their eyebrows shot up “n-nothing, just you know, most clients listen to music or at the very least make small talk. I just thought we could get to know each other since, we’ll be spending a long amount of time together” He sunk back behind his painting “I can put on some classical music if you’d like but I’m not sure you’d like my conversations” A few minutes ticked by, now filled with soft classical music “So, um, what do you do for work?” He laughed through his nose, if only they knew, “art” he replied. “Well, I’m a botanist but it surprisingly doesn't pay well, go figure. So I took up modeling on the side” and with that they talked through their entire session, it was always like them to break through his tough shell no matter how hard he tried to keep it up.

He kept asking them to come back, he needed them to come back, he wanted to hear them again, see them close to what they had looked before, laid practically naked over a chair, ethereally beautiful. One day they let out a soft laugh through their nose, a noise he missed dearly. “Something funny?” he asked, working on their shading. “No, it’s just… I don’t know Déjà vu? It feels like I’ve been here before, like this house seems familiar?”

He faltered, did they know? Had they figured it out? “Oh well, a trick of the mind I guess, all big houses look alike” He mentally sighed in relief and went back to painting, hoping that as mean as he was, he could keep their distance. Paint them until he got just enough to sustain him and then send them away, let them live a normal life, hopefully a long one this time.

But of course they were curious, and a wanderer. He had only got up for a minute to get them some water. Perhaps it was a ploy by them to distract him, he could have gotten one of his clones to get it but he wanted to do this for them, a slip up by him. When he got back they weren't in the chaise, they weren't even in the studio. His panic only worsened when he saw his private side room door open. The room with his personal collection, where all the portraits of them were stored. He dropped the glass, and ran to the room praying he had simply forgotten to close it. He shoved the door open quickly in a panic, and there they were, staring at themself from 300 years ago. A look of worry and fear across their face. “Y/N, my darling please” He begged as he reached out to gently grab their hand, the pet name all too natural, was a mistake. “Don’t.” He flinched, their words sharp and demanding, making his stomach drop “Don’t, don’t call me that, not when you have all of these paintings of me” their eyes filling with tears “not when you’ve been staring at me practically naked for a week now” They slapped his outstretched hand away “don’t touch me you creep!” They shoved past him, grabbing their bag and running out the door. He watched as they ran, not wanting to chase them. As he heard the front door slam and their car rev up, he accepted solemnly that they had made their decision, and done as he had hoped anyway, left him alone for them to live a normal life. So why did it feel so bad, why did it feel like his unbeating heart was shattered? He sunk to the floor, the reason clear, it’s because they hated him, in all of their lives they either loved him or ignored him, but never hated him. He had never wanted to cause them pain or suffering, he only wanted to protect them. He stood up eventually and stared at his unfinished art piece, anger at himself boiling up inside, he couldn't destroy it, the only thing left of them, but he needed to destroy something. His studio was in shambles when Zhuk found him, anger spent, now numbly staring at the tumblr full of netherworld quality booze. Everything was destroyed except their unfinished portrait. which stood neatly on its easel. “I messed it up Zhuk” He told him emotionlessly “Then fix it, durak” Zhuk replied. Gio flinched at this cold response but he was right, he needed to fix it.

 So he reached out, using the number they had given him, begging for just a chance to explain himself. Luckily they had in fact been putting things together over the times they had visited. “I found it weird I already knew where the bathroom was, and how I knew that there’s a tricky turn at the entrance” They explained to him as he walked them back to the portrait room “things got to much just for Déjà vu to explain and after the paintings, it just began to come together”

 He nodded as he guided them to the portrait room “Yes, you and a couple of others are a rare soul, one that will continue to be reborn time and time again” He held such restraint around them, wanting nothing more than to hold them against him again, overjoyed they had given him a second chance. “You see, it’s said that sometimes a love is so strong that one lifetime isn’t enough to live it, and that’s what is the case with you and the others” “Where did I meet you first?” they asked breathily after a few minutes of silence. Gio smiled and gently took their hand, leading them to the first Fresco he painted of them “Rome in the first century” it felt so good to have them hand in his again “You and I were buying wine and there was only one left. You insisted I take it and that you didn’t really want it, so I offered we share it” He chuckled “we shared a bottle and then a beautiful few weeks together before you passed” “And this one?” They were pointing to the golden framed portrait of them, they looked almost the same as they did back then, they had only changed their hair.  “That was you in 1842, you lived here then and were the head of the house, you made everyone's day so much brighter” He tested the waters by bringing their hand to his mouth, pressing a loving kiss onto their knuckles. “Mine especially” Luckily, they didn’t flinch or tug their hand away, instead they sighed happily, still looking at their old portrait. “I was so beautiful”

He chuckled and turned to them, elated to see their eyes were shining yet again in adoration and love

“My darling you are still as lovely as the day I met you centuries ago” Lovingly stroking their face. They smiled and leaned into his touch, “I can’t explain it, but this feels so familiar, it makes me feel safe and warm, like I’ve done this countless times with you” His heart soared in happiness “Then I will spend everyday until eternity making you feel this way my love” He smiled softly at his little spot of sunshine “may I risk making a complete fool of myself by asking if I can kiss you?” He asked nervously They giggled softly, making his heart flutter with love “Well, it seems like the obvious thing to do” He smiled as he cupped their face, the feeling of their soft skin never truly gone from his memory. He pressed his lips gently to theirs, his moon was home again he would finally have the courage to do everything in his power to make sure he never let them go again.

[overthinkingkdrama]

hi! love in sadness anon again. if you can rec some good melos i would be thankful.

[Oh my gosh, anon. I suck. Seriously. I’ve been trying to sit down and get this done from the moment I got your ask and I just haven’t been able to do it. Anyway, hopefully you see this. Thank you for your patience.]

Little do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment. This is my time to shine! Jk, but I would be happy to give recs. It’s a delight. I started going through my MDL and realized just how many dramas in this genre I have actually seen and realized I would probably have to trim my recommendations somewhat not to seem like a crazy person. Also I have subcategories! Yay!

(I’ve included the *** next to titles that I have watched multiple times or that stand out from the rest of the pack.)

First of all, Movie Melos.

Sometimes you don’t have time for 16-30 hours of drama. Sometimes you want to get all your feels out in a single sitting and move on with your life. That’s where movies are so helpful. My favorite bite-sized melos are:

Always*** – An ex-con trying to get his life together falls in love with a blind woman, but his efforts to help her recover her sight might drag him right back into the violence he’s tried to escape.

Shoot My Heart – A young heir is forced into a mental hospital by his rich family where he meets a disturbed young man. They become friends, try to protect each other, and eventually escape. This one has a bit more of a comedic element to it than the other movies I’m recommending, but there’s plenty of the melo tone as the movie goes on.

Will You Be There? – After finding out that he’s dying of cancer, a man travels through time to beg his younger self to save the life of his first love.

Butterfly Sleep – This is a Japanese movie, but it also stars Korean actor Kim Jae Wook, who recently got a boost in popularity from Her Private Life. The movie revolves around a poor young man from Korea who ends up living with an older woman, a novelist who has just discovered she is in the early stages of Alzheimer’s, and the passionate relationship that develops between the two as he helps her finish what will be her final book. #tragedy_tag

High Quality, Human Melodramas

So, this category is for if you want something with all the emotional gut punch of a really wild family drama, but you also want your melos to have actual artistic merit so when you tell your non-drama watching friends and family members about them they don’t end up losing respect for your taste.

Just Between Lovers – This is the story of two young people involved in and scarred by the same horrific accident, but survived and end up finding solace in one another as they deal with their combined traumas. If you’ve seen this drama around the kdramasphere on tumblr you might have seen a lot of gifs of the soft romance. Don’t be fooled though. The romance is indeed wonderful, but the themes are heavy and it can be rough sit.

My Mister*** – I really am just looking for every possible opportunity to recommend this drama. It has supplanted my former favorites and become my top drama of all time. It’s about two people, a troubled young woman in her 20′s and a structural engineer in his 40′s who have become beaten down and broken by life. Their two lives end up intersecting and they develop a really complex friendship that changes both of their lives. Acting, writing, directing…I have nothing bad to say about My Mister. This drama is actually perfect. 

The Smile Has Left Your Eyes – Do you like your melos a bit murdery? I know I sure do. Give me a sociopath any day of the week and I’ll say, “Thank you. I’ll take two.” This drama is about a young man who might be a monster. He becomes a detectives prime suspect in a murder investigation. At the same time he meets the detectives younger sister and they begin to fall in love. #tragedy_tag If this sounds like your thing, but you don’t like super sad endings check out Hello Monster, also starring Seo In Guk.

Secret Love Affair – I think it’s probably safe to say this drama is considered a modern kdrama classic, and for good reason. A story revolving around a woman who gave up her dreams for security, trapped in a loveless marriage, who meets a piano savant from an extremely underprivileged background and he sets off a spark for passion, music and love that she hasn’t felt in a long time. This is a quiet, pensive drama with a lot of wonderful music and atmosphere. YMMV depending on your tolerance for cheating and a slow-burn pace.

Alright, Cut the Crap Jona, Show Me the Extra Soapy Guilty Pleasure Dramas We All Know You Like…

Maybe you don’t go in for this type of self-conscious, “serious” drama watching. You’re going to watch these things in the sanctity of your own room and never tell a soul about them. Or perhaps you’ve evolved past needing other people’s approval to enjoy the things you like. Good for you, I say! As it should be. In that case, I have some top shelf makjang crack to deal you. This is the part of the list where the sliding scale of quality gets a little wobbly. Most of these shows contain a little, if not a lot, of crazysauce. All of them are over-the-top melo fun.

Baker King Kim Tak Gu – A drama about the illegitimate son of a conglomerate CEO who has inherited his preternatural baking abilities looking for his place in a family that will never acknowledge him. Yeah, the premise is pretty “what”? When I first watched this drama I thought it was supposed to be a satire of the makjang genre. To this day I’m not sure how seriously this drama actually takes itself. What I will say is it’s hella entertaining, even as it piles on more than it’s share of craziness (machinations, murder, affairs, chaebol fuckery, love polygons, gangsters, birth secrets, and on and on.) I was surprisingly invested and remarkably satisfied by the ending.

Ms. Perfect – This drama is something of a gothic romance/makjang melo mash up. It involves a woman whose marriage shatters just as she loses her home and finds herself desperate to take care of her family. She’s enticed by a mysterious woman to live with her in her huge house, but this stranger has eerie motivations of her own. Really fun, weird show. But brace yourself to be blue-balled by the romance. It’s one steamy make out session from being noona-romance catnip. 

Money Flower*** – I unironically love this drama. It’s very close to the platonic ideal of the Revenge Melo. It involves a Dantes-esque male lead, Kang Pil Joo, who is willing to destroy himself to enact his multi-decade revenge on a wealthy family that took everything from him. He is the shadow of a spoiled young heir who he plans to use to take down the whole evil empire of Chungha group, but in order to do that he has to orchestrate the heir’s marriage with the innocent daughter of a powerful politician, the woman who Pil Joo himself is in love with.

That Winter, The Wind Blows – This one is a lurid conman tail about a gambler who, in his attempts to pay back a dangerous gangster out for his life, pretends to be the prodigal brother of a blind heiress. He tries to get the money and skip town, but ends up falling in love with the mark which comes with a host of other complications, not the least of which is she thinks he’s her brother. This one is high on the guilty-pleasure-o-meter for me.

Come and Hug Me – Some people might disagree with my putting this one on here, but for me the premise is too wildly melodramatic to omit. The leads start out as childhood sweethearts, but the problem is his father is a deranged serial killer and her parents end up two of his victims. As adults he becomes a detective trying to make up for his father’s legacy of cruelty and she becomes a famous actress like her mother. Traumas resurface when she becomes the target of an apparent copycat and their past connection becomes the fixation of a ruthless tabloid journalist.

Thank You – After his fiancee dies of cancer, a Doctor travels to a remote island to fulfill her last wish–to help the family of a little girl the late fiancee was responsible for inadvertently infecting with HIV. Unexpectedly he finds himself attracted to the girl’s single mother. However, he will have to contend with the prejudices of the island people about AIDS and the reappearance with the girl’s father. This one is as heavy as it sounds, and the oldest drama on this list, from 2007, with all the idiosyncrasies that go along with older dramas. But it’s remarkably well done. From the same writer of a bunch of classic melodramas (I’m Sorry, I Love You; A Love To Kill; Innocent Man; Uncontrollably Fond, etc) but this is my personal favorite of hers.

The Last Empress – Okay, I couldn’t omit this one. I tried. Average musical actress Oh Sunny winds up married to the Emperor in an alternate history version of Korea and becomes embroiled in the machinations of the corrupt royal family. With a nice side helping of revenge plot. It’s demonstrably not a good show. It’s one of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever seen. But it had me hooked early on and then I couldn’t get myself free. What a magnificent train wreck this drama was. If you’re looking for problematic nonsense melos that were MASSIVE hits in Korea and you’re torn between this and Baker King, go with the silly bread show and keep this one in your back pocket.

Fated to Love You – This one is probably the most off-brand on the list, because it leans heavily on the comedic tone, especially for the first half. There’s a definite turn at the midpoint of the drama where it becomes MUCH more melodramatic (with all the tropes you expect to go along with that), but I think it pulls of the transition impressively well. Besides, it’s a fun watch with a fluffy feelgood ending with a bow on top. It’s a dash of sugar for your melodrama sojourn, a genre that admittedly can be a bit of a bummer.

There it is. I tried to do an extra good job with my list because it took me so long to get it out. I’m sorry again. Happy watching!

Jona

[maple-writes]

Unicorn, dragon, sword?

So full disclosure I wrote this late last night with a cold so idk how coherent this will be lol

Unicorn: What is your goal for your writing?

In the short term, I’d like to keep writing the City ofEventide and my more long term novel project as practice writing (especially indeveloping an interesting writing style, characterization etc…) but long term Ithink I want to try traditional publishing. I’ve kept the manuscripts of olderprojects in the case that I might return to them to polish enough to perhapssend out, but I’m probably at least a couple (or maybe like 4 or 5) years offfrom that. I’d probably also have to work on the whole social media presencething too.

So I guess in short, I’d really like to try the traditionalpublishing route, but I don’t think my writing quality is quite there yet.

Dragon: Do you hoard writing-related things? (notebooks, pencils,erasers?)

When I was younger I would a LOT, mostly nice notebooks.Nowadays while I still have a good number of empty notebooks kicking around, Ihaven’t gone out and bought any for a long time now.

Sword: Do you have an OC you love to hate?

Oooh, there’s one that immediately comes to mind! She comesfrom a story I was working on before I made this tumblr so I don’t think I’vementioned her before so I’ll just talk a little bit about her here:

She’s only ever referred to as the Dream Kitty (because forsome reason I didn’t think to give her an actual name?) and she’s a powerful beingwho lords over the realm of dreams and while she can shapeshift, she almostalways takes the form of a fluffy, black and white cat with a gorgeous longtail. She chose the main character, Dakota Ruse when he was a child to becomethe next Hero of Dreams in a kind of chosen one story in order to win the fightagainst an oncoming onslaught of Nightmares. But after the battle, the DreamKitty wasn’t ready to let Dakota go, as she spent the time to train him and granthim his powers and so he hid from her until the start of the actual story I’dbeen writing.

During the story, Dakota had to find his former allies andbring them all home (as they’d all been scattered across this other random dimension/world),but the Dream Kitty wasn’t about to let him go easily. She would manipulate himinto believing that because of an agreement they made when he was a youngchild, that he owed her his undying loyalty and obedience. He had grown up withher in most of his life, mentoring him and pushing him to become more and morepowerful, so he doesn’t have any reason not to believe her, right? Until shebegins to hint that his allies (and friends) were worthless to her does he startto suspect that she is not as good and noble as she presents.

In reality, the “Nightmare Unicorn” that she had told Dakotawas the leader of the Nightmares which he was trained to fight against wasactually her previous student who had become fed up with being her underlingfor over four hundred years. She’d told the Nightmare Unicorn that Dakota wasthe “Herald of Demons” coming to destroy what she loved as a last ditch effort toregain her loyalty (but in the end the Unicorn did find out). She’d only chosenDakota’s friends as allies because she knew they would protect him if fightsgot too intense, essentially selecting them just to die instead of her student.She drives it in to Dakota’s head that he owes her nothing short of his life,and that without her and that him wanting to be done was not an option, despitehim being considerably traumatized and just wanting to go home. When Dakotafinally decides to go against her wishes and begs to be set free from their arrangement,she tries to kill him and the rest of his allies.

She’s the Dream Kitty, but there’s only a fine line between adream and a nightmare.

(sorry for writing a whole ass essay here lmao)

[wilddaydreamingcat]

The Untamed Episode 2- translation of Chinese subs

Thank you for all the likes! Here is the translation of the Chinese subtitles for Episode 2 of the Untamed.

Please do not post this outside Tumblr, thank you.

The Untamed – Episode 2

   Wei Wuxian: You’re just a donkey, yet you will only eat tender grass with dew drops. You won’t even eat grass that’s slightly yellow. You throw tantrums refusing to move when not satisfied with your food, and show defiance by kicking your hind legs! Fine, You’re a great master, all right? Great master, let’s move! Oy, great master, what are you doing?

  Cultivator: How much longer do we have to walk?

  Cultivator: I don’t know. We should be there soon.

  Cultivator: It’s dreadfully hot.

  Cultivator: It’s so hot. I’m so thirsty.

  Cultivator: We’ve been walking for so long, when can we have a rest?

  Cultivator: How much further?

  Cultivator: There’s a well there. Let’s get a drink.

  Cultivator: I’m out of water too.

  Cultivator: I’ll get it. Here.

  A-Yan’s Mother: A-Yan!

  Cultivator: That’s strange. We’re almost at the foot of Dafan Mountain*, why is the needle still not moving?

*Translation Note: 大梵山 dà fàn shān (Dafan Mountain) = Great Brahma Mountain

  Cultivator: Is your compass broken? Get a new one when we’re back. Dafan Mountain is less ten li (5 kilometres) away, we’re reaching soon. We cannot rest long. If someone else takes the credit, we won’t be able to earn the accolades.

  Wei Wuxian: My cultivator friends, is there something going on recently at the Dafan Mountain that you are speaking about?

  Cultivator: You may not know this, But Dafan Mountain was once a blessed land, but for some reason, it later began to wane. Recently, we heard of hauntings caused by soul-eating spirits, that absorbed the souls of countless people.

  Cultivator: No, I don’t think that’s entirely correct. I’m afraid there are no soul-eating beasts or soul-eating spirits around here. Look, none of the needles of the Evil-Seeking Compass are moving.

  Cultivator: If that’s the case, why are there stories of people losing their souls? Perhaps there’s a problem with your compass?

  Cultivator: How can it be? Don’t you know who made my compass?

  Cultivator: What do you mean by that? Of course I know. This Evil-Seeking Compass is made by Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian. The things he made are not always perfect, why can’t I have my doubts?

  Cultivator: I didn’t say that you can’t doubt it, nor did I say that the things he made are perfect! Sir, why are you making slanderous accusations?

  Cutivator: Anyway, the things made by Wei Wuxian are just bad quality!

  Cultivator: I’ve had this for many years and it’s always worked fine! It’s never been wrong before!

  Cultivator: Why do you believe in him so? Is he your father?

  Cultivator: He’s my idol!

  Wei Wuxian: Fine... Let’s go! Great master, move!

  A-Yan: Here!

  A-Yan’s Mother: A-Yan! My apologies.

  Wei Wuxian: Thank you. Want the apple? I’m not giving you, will you move?

  A-Yan: Lil Apple! Lil Apple!

  Wei Wuxian: You hear that? Hear that? I’ll call you Lil Apple from now on. Let’s go.

  A-Yan’s Mother: A-Yan! A-Yan!

  Wei Wuxian: Young Lady?

  A-Yan’s Mother: A-Yan! A-Yan! I beg you, stop dancing! A-Yan! A-Yan. A-Yan! A-Yan!

  Wei Wuxian: Madam, what’s wrong with Young Lady A-Yan?

  A-Yan’s Mother: A-Yan is my daughter. Not long ago, she was engaged to be married. Unfortunately, her husband-to-be was short-lived. That day, he went up the mountains to chop firewood. A-Yan insisted on going up the mountains to look for him. We didn’t expect... after she returned from the mountains...

  A-Yan’s Father: A-Yan!

  A-Yan’s Mother: ...it was like she became a different person...

  A-Yan’s Father: A-Yan!

  A-Yan’s Mother: ...she neither ate nor drank...

  A-Yan’s Father: A-Yan!

  A-Yan’s Mother: ...and didn’t recognise anyone.

  A-Yan’s Parents: A-Yan!

  A-Yan’s Mother: She recognises people sometimes. It’s just that she behaves strangely, always dancing towards the direction of Dafan Mountain. What terrible sin did our clan commit? Immediately after A-Yan got better, her father lost his soul, and passed away not long after.

  Cultivator: Help! Somebody!

  Cultivator: Help! Somebody! Is anyone there?

  Cultivator: Anyone? Help! Help!

  Cultivator: Help! Is anyone there?

  Cultivator: Somebody, please hurry! Help!

  Cultivator: Help! Help!

[Jin Ling, courtesy name – Rulan]

  Jin Ling: It’s always you idiots. There are over 400 Spirit Binding Nets on this mountain, and over ten of these got damaged by you people even before they caught any prey.

  Wei Wuxian: One Spirit Binding Net is already considered a luxury, and he actually put up over 400 nets at once? That’s so typical of the Lanling Jin Clan.

  Cultivator: We request Young Master Jin to make an exception, please put us down!

  Cultivators: Yes, please put us down.

  Jin Ling: All of you can continue hanging up there, so that you can stop walking around and interfering in my business.

  Cultivators: Young Master Jin, please put us down!

  Jin Ling: You can wait till I capture the soul-eating beast. I’ll put you down if I still remember any of you.

  Cultivators: Please put us down! Young Master Jin, we beg you!

  A-Yan: Lil Apple! Lil Apple! Lil Apple! Lil Apple!

  Cultivator: Help!

  A-Yan: Lil Apple!

  Cultivator: Please put us down!

  Jin Ling: Oh, it’s you?

  >Wei Wuxian: What? You know me?

  Jin Ling: You went mad after being driven out? Look at how crappy your appearance is now. Uncle* did the right thing when he expelled you. The Mo household

actually dare to let you outside now?

*Translation Note: subtitle uses 叔叔(shū shu) – uncle who is the father's younger brother

  Wei Wuxian: I didn’t expect Mo Xuanyu to really be the old Sect Leader Jin’s illegitimate son.

  Jin Ling: Hurry up and get lost! Seeing you makes me sick. Pervert.

  Wei Wuxian: Who are you accusing of being a pervert?

  Jin Ling: I’m accusing you! Get lost quickly!

  Wei Wuxian: You really are an ill-raised brat with no mother to teach you manners.*

Translation Note: 有娘生没娘养 – lit have a mother to give birth but no mother to raise you

  Jin Ling: You...! What did you say? How disgusting, you lack spiritual power and couldn’t cultivate, so you use such evil methods! You better watch out! Don’t you know who’s coming today?

  Wei Wuxian: Oh, I’m so scared.

  Jin Ling: If you don’t release me, I’ll tell my uncle*! You can wait and die!

*Translation Note: subtitle uses 舅舅(jiù jiu) – uncle who is the mother's younger brother

  Wei Wuxian: Why is it your uncle and not your father? Who is your uncle?

  Jiang Cheng: I’m his uncle! Do you have any last words?

  Jin Ling: Uncle!

[Jiang Cheng, courtesy name – Wanyin]

Uncle!

  Jiang Cheng: Stop right there. Jin Ling, why are you wasting time here? Do I really have to help you up? Look at you, such an embarrassment. Get up right now!

  Jin Ling: I’m going to break your rotten legs!

  Jiang Cheng: Break his legs? Didn’t I tell you that anyone who uses the Yiling Patriarch’s evil tricks must be killed and fed to your dog!

  Wei Wuxian: I really did not consult the almanac before going out today.*

*Translation Note: The almanac 黄历 (huáng lì) that this sentence is referring to is a calendar that follows the Chinese Lunar month. It lists down auspicious and inauspicious days. Ancient Chinese people frequently consulted the almanac to determine auspicious or inauspicious days, usually to set a date for weddings, grand events or funerals. An example of this is the 通胜(tōng shèng) , which is still being used today. Wiki Link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tung_Shing

  Jiang Cheng: So it’s Second Young Master Lan.

  Lan disciples: Clan Leader Jiang.

  Jiang Cheng: Hanguang-Jun truly lives up to his great reputation of appearing wherever there’s chaos. Why do you have time to wander into the deep forest today? Is Second Young Master Lan here to snatch the credit from the juniors, or are you here to find someone? These past 16 years, you have travelled far and wide.

  Lan Jingyi: Clan Leader Jiang, what do you mean by that?

  Jiang Cheng: What do I mean? I believe Second Young Master Lan is well aware.

  Lan Sizhui: Young Master Jin, night hunts are supposed to be a fair competition between clans. However, Young Master Jin has put up nets all over Dafan Mountain, making it difficult for other cultivators to move around lest they fall into a trap. Surely,

this is a violation of the rules of the night hunt?

  Jin Ling: They are stupid and got themselves caught. What can I do about it? If there’s nothing else, we can wait till I’ve caught the prey.

  Jiang Cheng: Lan! What do you mean by that? Jin Ling is not yours to discipline! Release the spell now!

  Lan Sizhui: Clan Leader Jiang, there is no need to be angry. The Silence Spell of the Lan Clan does not harm anyone. As long as he does not break it by force, it will be released upon the time of one incense stick.

  Jiang Cheng: Right now!

  Jiang disciple: Clan Leader! Clan Leader!

  Jiang Cheng: Speak! What bad news do you have to report now?

  Jiang disciple: Just now, a sword of blue light destroyed the Spirit Binding Nets that you have arranged.

  Jiang Cheng: How many?

Jiang disciple: All of them.

  Jiang Cheng: Over 400 Spirit Binding Nets! Excellent work, Gusu Lan Clan! Jin Ling, since Hanguang-Jun wishes to punish you, let him do so this one time. It’s not easy for him to discipline the juniors of another clan. You can go.

  Jiang disciple: Yes.

  Jiang Cheng: Why are you still standing there? Are you waiting for prey to stab itself on your sword? If you can’t capture the creature in Dafan Mountain by today, don’t come back to see me again!

  Lan Sizhui: Clan Leader Jiang, the Gusu Lan Clan will pay for all the Spirit Binding Nets.

  Jiang Cheng: No need.

  Lan Wangji: You may proceed with your work, do your best but do not put yourselves at risk.

  Lan disciples: Yes.

  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian! Don’t cause trouble again!

  Jiang Yanli: A-Xian, have some soup. It’s your favourite lotus root pork ribs soup.

  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian, You promised to assist me! Did you forget? You said the Gusu Clan had Twin Jades, but the Yunmeng Clan has Twin Heroes!

  Jiang Yanli: A-Xian, you, me and A-Cheng, the three of us must always be together, and never separate.

  Wei Wuxian: Senior Sister... Senior Sister!*

*Translation Note: The Netflix subtitles uses her name ‘Yanli’ in here, but what Wei Wuxian actually said was 师姐 (shī jiě), which is the way of addressing one’s senior female fellow student in a martial arts sect/clan. Wei Wuxian never addresses Yanli by her name in the entire series, because that would be considered rude, and he really has a huge amount of respect for her. I guess the full literal translation would be ‘Senior Martial Sister’, but it’s shortened here as ‘Senior Sister’

  Cultivator: This Young Master Jin, the Jin Clan and Jiang Clan are always indulging him. He’s so high-handed and domineering despite his youth. If he takes charge of the Lanling Jin Clan one day, he’ll turn it upside down! We can forget about staying alive!

  Cultivator: He lost both parents at such a young age, so you can’t blame them for spoiling him.

  Cultivator: So what if he lost both parents? In this world, there are so many who have lost both parents. If everyone was as overbearing as he is, how does anyone stand it?

  Cultivator: Even so, Jin Ling had such a tragic past. Before he was a month old, his father was killed by Wei Wuxian. His mother, Jiang Yanli, was also eventually killed because of Wei Wuxian. Jiang Yanli suffered much injustice, to have raised such a wretched ingrate. You can’t blame Jiang Cheng for having so much hate for the Yiling Patriarch. These past 16 years, whenever he encountered anyone who uses Wei Wuxian’s evil spells, he punishes them severely. If anyone is to blame, it’s Wei Wuxian. He had enemies everywhere, and was surrounded by enmity.

  Wei Wuxian: You really are an ill-raised brat with no mother to teach you manners.

  Jin Ling: You...

  Wei Wuxian: Jin Ling is my senior sister’s son. How could I say that to him? I thought I had hardened my heart, but in the end I am still a person with feelings. Lil Apple! You’re back.

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  Lan Jingyi: Sizhui, we’ve searched everywhere, but we haven’t found any trace of soul-eating spirits or soul-eating beasts. Who’re you? Sneaking around like that.

  Lan Sizhui: Old Mister, may I know what you are doing here?

  Old Man: I’m here to keep guard. I guard this graveyard.

  Lan Jingyi: I thought we’d found some evil spirits.

  Lan Sizhui: Old Mister, how long have you been here?

  Old Man: I can’t remember. At that time, Old Master Wen sent me here, I dared not leave. Later, so many died, the graves increased as well, which easily attracted evil things.

  Lan Sizhui: Are there any strange places in Dafan Mountain?

  Old Man: Yes, yes. Both of you should go to the Tiannu Temple* at the top of the mountain to have a look. At that place, there’s a statue of a dancing goddess. It’s a block of stone that looks exactly like a person. Don’t you think that’s strange? Previously, Old Master Wen, Old Master Wen said... What did he say...

*Translator Note: Tiannu Temple - 天女祠 (tiānnǚ cí) lit: Goddess Temple)

  Lan Sizhui: Let’s go to Tiannu Temple and have a look. We might discover something there.

  Old Man: Old Master Wen...

  Lan disciples: Thank you, old mister.

  Old Man: He said... What did Old Master Wen say... Old Master Wen... Oh right! That statue can move!

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  Wei Wuxian: This stupid donkey only knows how to eat. Lil Apple? This is Soul-Gathering Grass? The Soul-Gathering Grass can absorb spirit essence from the soil. It’s usually found growing beside the graves of cultivators. Perhaps there’s a large number of cultivator graves here? I didn’t think that you’d be such a clever eater. It looks like this place is shrouded by a dark fog because of the large number of cultivators buried here. Spiritual essence lingered here without dissipating, and the Soul-Gathering Grass grew.

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  Wei Wuxian: Excuse me for troubling you, would you know which clan does this graveyard belong to?

  Old Man: They’re no more... The Wen Clan is no more...

  Wei Wuxian: The Wen Clan? Wen Clan...

  Wen Qing: Wei Wuxian, this is where my clan’s people are buried.

  Wei Wuxian: That’s not right, the ones causing trouble here are not soul-eating spirits! Oh no! Jin Ling! Where’s the old man?

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[Tiannu Temple]

  Lan Jingyi: According to legend, hundreds of years ago, A hunter from Fojiao Town* went into the deep forest and found a strange chunk of stone within a grotto that resembled a human being. It had four robust limbs in a dance-like pose. What’s more amazing is the head of this statue seemed to have the facial features of a smiling female. The people of Fojiao Town thought it was miraculous and concocted many stories about it. According to the locals, this Tiannu Temple is extremely effective with granting wishes. Why is it so decrepit? Is there no one cleaning it?

*Translation Note: Fojiao Town (佛脚镇Fó jiǎo zhèn) lit: Buddha’s Foot Town

  Jin Ling: A chunk of broken stone- that someone placed here, conferred upon it the status of a deity, and daringly offered it incense and worship in this place. These rural and backward villagers, are just worshipping and praying to the gods all day, not knowing that even the gods are unable to fend for themselves. What’s more, this is nothing more than a nameless deity. If it’s so effective, then let me make a wish now. I want the creature that has been eating people’s souls in Dafan Mountain to appear before me right now. Can it do that?

  Cultivator: I agree, the words of Young Master Jin makes sense.

  Lan Sizhui: Hey, what’s wrong with you? Hey! Wake up! Senior Mo!*

*Translation Note: Sizhui is now using a respectful honorific when addressing Wei Wuxian, and calls him ‘Senior’ (前辈 qián bèi)

  Wei Wuxian: Everyone leave! Beware of this soul-eating goddess.

  Lan Jingyi: The goddess’s pose has changed!

  Wei Wuxian: Why are you still standing there? Run away, quickly!

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  Wei Wuxian: Children, children! Wait for me!

  Lan Jingyi: Who are your children? Do you know whose clan we belong to?

  Wei Wuxian: Fine, dear big brothers, can you just set off one of your firework signals to call your clan’s Hanguang-Jun to come over here?

  Lan Sizhui: Oh no! We used up all the signal pellets that night at Mo Manor.

  Wei Wuxian: You didn’t replenish it?

  Lan Sizhui: We forgot.

  Wei Wuxian: You actually forgot this? When your Hanguang-Jun finds out, get prepared for your punishment.

  Lan Jingyi: We’re done for. We’ll be severely punished by Hanguang-Jun this time.

  Wei Wuxian: You definitely deserve punishment, If not, you won’t remember this lesson.

  Lan Sizhui: Senior Mo, how did you know that the soul-eating creature is the dancing goddess?

  Wei Wuxian: I saw it.

  Lan Jingyi: What did you see?

  Wei Wuxian: The pile of graves. That’s why I deduced that it was definitely not the actions of soul-eating spirits or soul-eating beasts.

  Lan Sizhui: Why?

  Wei Wuxian: Seriously, can you Lan Clan members, study a little less of those long, stinking lists that need to be memorised, like etiquettes and protocols, family history, and cultivation history Can they please teach you things that are more practical? Soul-eating beasts and soul-eating spirits replenish themselves by absorbing the undispersed spiritual essences of the dead. Let me ask you, the many cultivator graves here have undispersed spiritual essence that is not yet absorbed, why would it absorb the essence from living people?

  Lan Jingyi: That makes sense. Wait. So you’re not a madman.

  Lan Sizhui: How about Young Lady A-Yan?

  Wei Wuxian: I’ll ask you again. A lady’s husband-to-be goes missing. What would a powerless young woman do?

  Lan Sizhui: Pray to the gods.

  Wei Wuxian: Correct. In fact, A-Yan also has a special characteristic. Among all the people, why was she the only one whose spiritual senses were returned?

  Lan Sizhui: This...

  Wei Wuxian: A-Yan’s father, dearly loved his daughter. When he realised that his daughter’s spiritual senses were taken, and medicine was of no help, putting him in a hopeless situation, what would he do?

  Lan Jingyi: I know! He went to pray to the gods as well! So, he too, had gone to Tiannu Temple to make a wish. His wish was “I wish that my daughter A-Yan’s spiritual senses can be found.”

  Wei Wuxian: Correct. The Dancing Goddess then spat out A-Yan’s spiritual senses, which is why her spiritual senses were damaged. That is the reason she would imitate the Dancing Goddess’s dancing pose and her smile.

  Lan Sizhui: So, those words from Jin Ling just now “I’ll make a wish now, to have the creature that absorbed the people’s spiritual senses appear before me right now.”, caused the Dancing Goddess to become alive!

  Wei Wuxian: Jin Ling! Has anyone seen Jin Ling?

  Lan Sizhui: Why does the Dancing Goddess...

  Lan Jingyi: ...look completely human-like?

  Wei Wuxian: That’s not right. Lan Zhan and I sealed her previously, why did she come alive again?

  Lan Sizhui: Young Master Jin, quick, set off the signals you are carrying!

  Lan Jingyi: Hey, why did you draw my sword? Why are you playing a flute at this time? It sounds awful. He’s still a madman.

[Wen Ning, courtesy name – Qiong Lin]

  Wei Wuxian: Wen Ning? Isn’t Wen Ning dead? How can it be him?

  Lan Jingyi: What ghastly creature is this?

  Cultivator: It’s the Ghost General! The Ghost General, Wen Ning!

  Lan Jingyi: Wasn’t Wen Ning turned to ashes alongside the Yiling Patriarch 16 years ago?

  Wei Wuxian: That’s not right, it’s an illusion. Who created this illusion? And who would put in so much effort? Was it so that I could summon Wen Ning?

  Cultivator: The Dancing Goddess has disappeared. It’s a fake.

  Lan Sizhui: What?

  Cultivator: Surround him! Everyone! We must stop him, don’t let him run away! This is Wen Ning! What are you afraid of? Don’t be afraid! The Yiling Patriarch is not here!

  Cultivator: That’s right! What there to be scared of? His master’s corpse has already been torn to pieces!

  Cultivator: Attack!

Wei Wuxian: Just now, the flute music I played was too violent, it awakened his ferocious nature. I need to suppress him, calm his state of mind.

  Jiang Cheng: A-Ling!

  Jin Ling: Uncle.

  Jiang Cheng: Didn’t you carry any signals? What on earth did you encounter? Stop your pretence at bravery! Get over here now!

  Jin Ling: Didn’t you insist that I must take down the creature at all costs?

  Jiang Cheng: You dare talk back at me?

  Cultivator: Clan Leader.

  Jiang Cheng: What exactly happened to have put you in this embarrassing condition?

  Cultivator: Clan Leader, it’s Wen Ning.

  Jiang Cheng: What did you say?

  Cultivator: Wen Ning has returned.

  Jiang Cheng: Wen Ning?

  Cultivator: It’s Wen Ning. I’m sure of it.

  Jiang Cheng: This thing’s ashes has already been scattered to the winds before the public! How can it return?

  Cultivator: It really is Wen Ning. I did not see wrongly. He’s the one who summoned it!

  Jiang Cheng: Fine, you have returned. Lan Wangji, how dare you stop me!

  Wei Wuxian: What? You think you’re great and can beat anyone because you have money and status?

  Jiang Cheng: Why is there no reaction? Why is there no reaction? Impossible! Take off your mask!

  Wei Wuxian: No way!

  Jiang Cheng: You...

  Wei Wuxian: I’m afraid I’ll frighten you to death if I take it off!

  Lan Jingyi: That’s enough, Clan Leader Jiang. That’s Zidian.* Zidian will reveal souls that have possessed a body with one hit. When Wei Wuxian died that year, not only was his body not found, even his soul could not be summoned. It’s impossible for him to return to life unless he has possessed a body.

*Translation Note: Zidian 紫电 (zǐ diàn) = Purple Lightning)

  Jiang Cheng: How would you know if he’s really dead?

  Lan Jingyi: That year, weren’t you the one who killed Wei Wuxian with your sword?

  Jiang Cheng: Tell me! Who on earth are you?

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  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian! Go and die!

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  Wei Wuxian: Sometimes, I really want to go back 16 years ago, return to Lotus Pier. Even if it’s just a dream, I don’t want to wake up.

  Jiang Yanli: A-Xian!

[Sixteen Years Ago]

A-Xian! A-Xian! A-Xian!

  Jiang Cheng: If you don’t wake up, I’ll set the dog on you!

  Wei Wuxian: Dog!

  Woman: Loquats for sale! Fresh loquats! Just plucked from the tree!

  Jiang Yanli: Don’t tease A-Xian.

  Wei Wuxian: We’ve arrived? Wait for me! I’m coming! Senior Sister, have all of us arrived?

  Jiang Yanli: We’ve not reached Cloud Recesses yet. This is Caiyi Town.

  Wei Wuxian: I wonder if there’s anything fun to do in Caiyi Town? We’re here to attend lectures, but all you’re thinking of is having fun.

  Wei Wuxian: Attempt the impossible*, right?

*Translator Note: 明知不可为而为之 (míng zhī bù kě wéi ér wéi zhī) is the Yunmeng Jiang Clan motto

  Jiang Yanli: Stop, both of you. You’re outside, not in your own home. You should still pay attention to your manners.

  Wei Wuxian: Senior Sister, look at him...

  Jiang Cheng: What’s wrong with me?

  Wei Wuxian: I want this one! Excuse me. Senior Sister, look at this little rabbit. Isn’t it fun?

  Jiang Yanli: It’s fun.

  Jiang Cheng: You’re still thinking of having fun? We’ve almost reached Cloud Recesses. This time, the lectures are being attended by the disciples of many great clans. Don’t let everyone look down on us because of your actions.

  Wei Wuxian: All right, I know!

  Jiang Cheng: Right, all of you listen clearly, from today onward, all our actions, our bearing and etiquette represent the face of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan.

  Jiang Disciples: Yes!

  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian! Did you even hear that? Sis*, we’re travel-worn and tired from our journey from Yunmeng. Why don’t we find an inn to refresh ourselves before going to Cloud Recesses? That way, Yunmeng Jiang’s image will not be tarnished.

*Translation Note: The Netflix subtitles again uses her name ‘Yanli’ in their translation, but what Jiang Cheng said was 姐 (jiě) which is a shortened form for ‘elder sister ’ (姐姐)

  Jiang Yanli: Good idea. There’s still 10 days* before the greeting ceremony. We’re tired from our journey, let’s have a rest here.

  Wei Wuxian: We’re going to stay here? I heard that Gusu’s Emperor’s Smile is the most famous liquor.* The flavour is mellow and rich, you forget your worries once you’re drunk! I’ve coveted it for a long time. I can finally get hold of it today.

*Translation Note - amendment dated 23 Jul 2020 - changed the word ‘wine’ to ‘liquor’ 

  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian, you’re not allowed to drink!

  Wei Wuxian: I’ll drink anyway. Furthermore, drinking brings me happiness. Why are you always stopping me?

  Jiang Cheng: You... Father shouldn’t have let you come for the lectures.

  Wei Wuxian: You...

  Jiang Yanli: Both of you, stop quarrelling. Let’s find an inn.

  Jiang Cheng: Wei Wuxian, I’ll say this one more time...

  Wei Wuxian: I know already, my ears are overworked by you! I’m going off!

  Jiang Cheng: Hey! Sis, look at him! I have a feeling that he will definitely cause a huge mess at Cloud Recesses.

  Jiang Yanli: A-Xian has a lively character, that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Doesn’t Father often say that as well?

  Jiang Cheng: Sis, you and Father are always defending him.

  Jiang Yanli: His temperament will never change. Besides, doesn’t our Yunmeng Jiang Clan teach us to be unrestrained and follow our hearts?

Translation Notes:

Spirit Binding Net 缚仙网 (fù xiān wǎng): literally ‘binding immortal net’. In the series, Netflix translated it as ‘spirit net’. I have translated it as ‘spirit binding net’ as I felt that it better expressed what the net is used for. It makes sense that these nets are capable of binding creatures that utilise spiritual powers, which includes cultivators. I assume such things cannot be cut by an ordinary blade but only with a spiritual weapon.

Evil-Seeking Compass 风邪盘 (fēng xié pán): literally ‘wind evil disk’. I couldn’t find any instance in the episode where this was fully translated, as it was only mentioned as ‘compass’. So I have named it as ‘Evil-Seeking Compass’, since it looks like a compass and it seeks out evil spirits.

 All the weapon names will be translated using pinyin instead of their literal translation, for example: Zidian 紫电 (zǐ diàn) instead of ‘Purple Lightning’, and Bichen 避尘 (bì chén) instead of ‘Avoiding Dust’. Calling Lan Wangji’s weapon ‘Avoiding Dust’ sounds weird.

[queenxcersei]

throneless. so i’m going to briefly (it got long) talk about this and why I disagree!                                 Summary! Cersei Lannister does not want to be saved ! She wants to be revered and feared and never forgotten !!! ( it’s the name that lives on!!!!! )

I love Cersei more than most people ( pretty obvious, I know ) but I would never in a million years tell you she’s lovely, or good, or pure, or kind. She’s malicious and selfish and greedy and commits entirely atrocious acts    ( the mass murder of Robert’s bastards, being permissive of the torture of the blue bard, etc )    ---- and the thing is, she’s not sorry about it at all. The torture? Sure, she doesn’t enjoy seeing it, it makes her ill, but she doesn’t make Qyburn stop, because it is a means to an end she thinks she desires. Her stomach riles & she hears the screaming in her dreams etc— but he is aiding her, he is providing support for her---- so she cares little more than that. 

As I mentioned in this ramble: “she’s too engrossed in her own goals to see that she could just have Jaime & be happy.”  She dooms herself over and over with her paranoia and mechanisms of   ( attempted )   self-preservation, but will blindly blame everyone else. A trait I think all of the Lannister children share, with their inherent narcissism (Jaime especially) and those who will argue against me for Tyrion---- he views not only his siblings with condescension, but everyone, because he reads / is witty / views himself as the real chess player in this game   ( see: a dance with dragons, Tyrion’s POVs where he is pretty gross and thinks some horrible things about a fellow dwarf woman and, tbh, I think his true nature comes a cross more than ever; but that’s another discussion ).  Take Robert Baratheon. He is brutal, he is harsh, he beats her, he forces himself on her— but— & this is really twisted— given her patriarchal mindset, internalised misogyny, etc---- and the discussions I’ve had before; how she views Robert Baratheon’s strength & brute force as a personification of power in the male-dominated society she lives under  ( he succeeded! He was King! And he wasn’t even smart! It was brute force and the ability to end one man’s life and save his own. )   in this psyche   ( which I fully acknowledge is wrong !!! this is just my take on my character’s viewpoints !!! )    she would view this brutality as part of means to power, which, ultimately, will keep her and her loved ones safe---- a motivation asides from her pure desire for rule. The methods aren’t shameful if they work, would be her mentality. I have also mentioned before the extent to which Cersei idolises her father. No doubt the stories of her father crushing a rebellion before the age of twenty taught her that no such insubordination should ever be tolerated. Tywin slaughtered two of the most powerful houses aside his own for rebelling against him!!!!!!!!!!. Cersei grasps this aspect of her father’s character and clings, trying desperately to replicate it. Though where tywin had the judgement to temper the wrath, Cersei lacks it. ( another thing I’ll talk about sometime— Jaime possesses this temperament, and so the tragedy of lord Tywin’s life that each of his three children possess the qualities he would desire in a single child, yet he has taught them to despise one another & compete, thirst, fight, for his approval— thus turning them against one another, in one way or another, and destroying any chance of them coordinating and takING OVER THE WORLD ! ( I jest. )  but, again, that’s for another time. ) and, as I mentioned in that previous meta: I think, in the show, they have purposely contradicted something Cersei says about Tywin in the books, to demonstrate just how misplaced she is in her interpretation of her father’s attitude, mentality, methods. Tywin says, “when they go on their knees to you, you must help them to their feet again, or they will never obey you.” Something like that— in the books, Cersei’s pov says something of very, very similar wording, but a complete contradiction. Basically that lord tywin would never have helped them to their feet again, but instead crushed them where they knelt. Again, emphasises my point about Cersei not feeling any remorse for her attitude, because she believes it is the way you should be, and anything anyone might argue to the contrary, or disagree, is only because they are too ‘weak’ to do what needs to be done. I condemn it entirely, I am proud to personally be very softhearted and open with my friends, and entirely supportive of everything they do and succeed in, but I find it fascinating to see a character such as Cersei, who, (i have written before.......... what haven’t I written about I need out) is not an icon of feminism or any progressive value, but a lesson as to how terrible the patriarchy is, and the effects it has on women: Cersei hates her sex, Cersei tries to emulate the men in her life to disastrous and damaging extents. She is why we need feminism! She is not cute and cuddly, she is vicious and will not blink before throwing you off a cliff if it’ll better her chances and she can get away with it. Her morals extend as far as her inner circle and even then, they are warped beyond any normal social convention: I mean, she loves her twin brother, and is loved so in return; same with her children, though they return more pure love. She thinks it is totally okay to kill innocent bastard babies if it means her son has no threats to his claim, and therefore less motivation to assassinate him because there will be no available legitimate claimants to steal his throne!  Carol of the show’s scene here is cute and sweet and Lena Headey’s acting is INCREDIBLE as usual, but I personally     ( just my opinion!! my take on my muse!!!!!! )    don’t believe she truly believes anything she does is heinous because there is always a Reason and her needs/wants/reasons are obviously superior to anything else, even a moral compass ! I’m going to round it off here because this is getting too long but I could go on for years, feel free to send an ask.

            Some character quotes incase anyone is in doubt of how truly ruthless Cersei is! Do not presume to smile at me, you treacherous little bitch. You will be begging me for mercy before I’m done with you. / A little laugh burst from her lips, bleak and bitter. ”Does Your Grace find this amusing?” said Septa Scolera. “No, septa,” said Cersei.But one day I will have your tongue ripped out with hot pincers, and that will be hilarious. / and, a personal favourite: when Cersei falls asleep smiling at the taste of Margaery’s tears. How abstract tumblr poetry  "The maesters are doing all they can, Lord Waters assures me, but I fear your brother is too badly burned." Cersei took Margaery in her arms to comfort her. "He saved the realm."  [ ... ] The queen smiled as she lay her head upon the pillow. When I kissed her cheek, I could taste the salt of her tears.

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Hannah Watches LOSH - Timber Wolf

So I started to make gifs for the reviews because I found I was taking way to many screenshots in particular scenes in this episode. If anyone knows a good reference/guide on making gifs of parts of an episode with just one program that don’t stutter in tumblr and stay the same duration as the source, and the recomended sizes for images in text posts and, lemme know. I’m probably going to start assembling all images because i love them all and i hate how text posts kill the quality.

And this time I’m including the keep reading option.

Timber Wolf

The way the episodes starts off before the theme is on Rawl, focusing on Dr. Londo, and old man, with his robots, pursuing a werewolf like creature.

From an artistic standpoint, I found the planet’s environment very Halloween like. But here, writing wise, we get a dark glimpse of the show.

After the show’s theme, we cut to what is essentially a space version of the sea cucumber. Lorsax. Not sure how it’s spelled. We’ll just call it Space-Cucumber.

Lightning Lad is still the proud jock we encountered in the previous episode, as he cuts off Superman in mid question.

However, karma kicks in early by proving that Space-Cucumber is immune to lightning, and having a tentacle snag him.

The distress message, Dr. Londo does look panicked and anxious. Easy to believe he is in need if you’ve haven’t already seen this episode.

Oh Saturn Girl named Space-Cucumber Globby. Okay.

And it looks like Superman is coming out of his shell. He snarks back at Lightning Lad the very words he was told earlier playfully. That’s a good sign.

Garth u loser.

Creeping Cat B5.

And we get him insisting that Bouncing Boy used the system that he made to assist him, which results in one of my favorite funny moments.

That results in the ship hyper blasting off. And crashing onto the planet.

While we get our first hint at the Saturn Girl/Lightning Lad ship.

Upon landing, Bouncing Boy and Brainy are holding animosity towards each other judging by the facial expressions.

Lightning Lad seems to have the unquestioned position as the leader given Cosmic Boy isn’t in the picture. Makes sense given he’s a founder, but I think Saturn Girl is better.

Can’t help but smile at the confusion of Superman’s 21st century slang.

When Dr. Londo tells them about the Creature, he says it destroyed everything, including his team. I honestly can’t tell if he’s making that up or not, regarding if he had a team in the first place. More of that in the overall review in the end.

Ok, clearly the picture was several years old, given the hair was still dark for Londo.

Upon meeting Dr. Londo, Saturn Girl seems to be the hesitant one of the group, while the rest bought what he said. Obviously her powers give her an edge on the situation, but she is more observant than the others.

Thus return to more fighting B5 and BB. B5 is a stickler for order and doing things perfectly as much as possible, insisting that since he has a 12th level intelligence he doesn’t need to improvise, while BB is a “wing it” guy, as he will improvise in some way or another. But Brainy is also bad at picking up on social stuff, like Bouncing Boy being upset with him, who proceeds to break a rule Londo had set.

With the other three, Lightning Lad starts to tease Saturn Girl who snaps at him, catching him and Superman by surprise.

When she’s expressing her concern on what’s going on, they get ambushed by robots. When Saturn Girl gets separated from the boys, we see her powers can effect things physically, including robots. This knocks her out, but she is saved, but kidnapped, by the creature we saw in the beginning.

Bouncing Boy enters a restricted area, and is immediately hunted down by robots with guns. Nice welcome.

We then switch back to Saturn Girl, who is in a cave with the creature, groggy from her thought blast. We see her scared, telling, or begging rather, the creature not to eat her.

The creature is a good puppy.

Puppy is doing his best to tell you Saturn Girl.

“Why do I need permission? It’s a monster.”

OW

HIS FACE

DON’T DO THIS TO ME OW

And then Lightning Lad and Superman swoop in, being two well-intentioned dummies. Knocking Saturn Girl out in the process.

PUPPY WAS TRYING TO CHECK ON HER NO SUPERMAN DON’T TOSS HIM

Karma has a stalactite chunk land on Lightning Lad, but he somehow survives??

And after getting his shirt torn and scratched, he then zaps Superman on accident. Which he apologizes for.

However, Superman had to hold Lightning Lad back after puppy is knocked out, although he seems upset about that.

We return to Brainy, who insists he’s not worried about Bouncing Boy… until he finds him held hostage by robots, and proceeds to save him instantly. Saying he improvised.

Well gentlemen, I don’t think this is what you were expecting in his labs, judging by your expressions.

You two are trouble.

Where did they get that net? Did Londo give them it?

LIGHTNING LAD YOU MEANIE TO THE PUPPY. I HOPE SATURN GIRL GAVE YOU AN EARFUL AFTER THE MISSION

The power of improvising. Works well in college.

NO MAH PUPPY.

SATURN GIRL SASS

She went out of her way to make sure Puppy was comfortable before she proceeded. Saturn Girl for queen of the legion please. And Queen of staring down twits.

Okay, time to address one question we all have: WHERE THE HELL DID THOSE BOXERS COME FROM?! I mean I get censorship and that the plot would have been spoiled if Puppy had boxes in full monster form, but COME ONE.

Brainy, don’t poke the Puppy. PET the Puppy.

Dr. Londo. With evil robots and can’t-determine-good-or-bad creatures. An absolutely abusive parent.

Saturn Girl being the friend to help keep Brin from snapping and loosing control. What a good person.

Then this declaration Brin makes.

So. Good. Holding Dr. Londo accountable for the abuse and determined to get away from his abusive parent.

“Take them all.” Dr. Londo, do you really think the rest of the Legion will just forget about them?

And we get some more jelly Lightning Lad. Garth u loser.

FEAR THE GREEN SMART CHILD WITH PERI-COPTER HANDS AND THE ORB OF IMPROVISING.

LIGHTING LAD IS A TSUNDERE. SAY IT WITH ME.

And after Dr. Londo’s animals try to gang up on him but then are scared off, the truly sickening part begins.

Using his own son for research. Against his will. Saying he should have thanked him for making something for battle. The music during this whole part is unsettling, as is the issue. Brin can’t go back to what he was before. The damage that has been done to him, it’s permanent.

Dr. Londo taunts him on how long Brin can maintain control over himself, but Saturn Girl rejects that. Saying that he will have help.

And Dr. Londo? He gets off. Jurisdiction can’t touch him because of where the crime took place.

Brin. He doesn’t get justice. He doesn’t get what he deserves.

To Brin, parents are people who should protect children from harm in the world. But his father didn’t do that. He deliberately harmed him.

Nothing will ever fix that. Ever.

The only thing he can do is destroy what Dr. Londo uses for his projects. And when he’s done.

His final statement to the man who should have protected him.

… Are there a bunch of spare uniforms just lying around? A machine on board that just made the outfit? TELL ME~

Brin expresses fear that Dr. Londo is right, that he will lose control. But this time, Lightning Lad is the one to offer words of comfort. Perhaps he’s seen something similar?

And so, the episode concludes with Brin swearing in as Timber Wolf.

So final thoughts on the episode overall.

OW. THE WRITERS HAVE TAKEN A SPEAR AND JABBED IT THROUGH MY HEART.

Except for a little plothole where they said in the last episode Colossal Boy was on Rawl. Brainy said there wasn’t much else aside from Dr. Londo’s research station. I don’t know how big Rawl is compared to earth, but kinda bothers me this wasn’t addressed. The only explanation I can think of is that his mission took place on the other side of the planet, and/or that the incident was resolved before Brin was transformed. Which leads to two more questions.

How much time did pass between this episode and the last one? And how long had it been since Brin was experimented on?

There has been enough time for Superman to start emerging from his shell clearly.

When I was younger, I didn’t get the significance of this episode. Now I do.

One of the main character has been abused by his father and changed into something he didn’t want any part of. And he doesn’t get justice in the end. Dr. Londo got off.

Let’s look at another infamous abusive Father and his son. Ozai and Zuko. A father who burned his son’s face for standing up in what he believed was right, standing up for others. Zuko still associated Ozai as a father though, as evident by the Freudian slip of “Father Lord”, associating fathers with negative things. But Zuko does have someone for support. Iroh. Who cares so damn much about Zuko it’s literally making me cry while writing this. And Zuko eventually held him accountable. But whether Zuko got justice regarding what his father did is arguable. Ozai got imprisoned, but Zuko still went to see him after the war in the comics. He wasn’t completely freed from him after two years.

Brin, there is no other father figure. No one else for him to lean on automatically during the abuse. But the Legion stepped in. They were going to be his support. They were new, but they were something at least. But he was determined to completely cut Dr. Londo out of his life, and knew fathers shouldn’t be associated with abuse. That’s different from Zuko.

Both are different reactions, but both are understandable.

But hey, Timber Wolf was far luckier than another dog person I know.

Now regarding what Dr. Londo said about Brin destroying his team. Did Dr. Londo kill off his own staff? Did they leave out of their own free will? Or were the staff impassive about what Dr. Londo did to his own son? Because if it’s the latter, there is the chance Brin could have injured/killed them out of anger when he escaped. Hence why Dr. Londo had to get the Legion. The way Brin was, he would have killed him. But if Dr. Londo had killed the staff himself, then he could have set it up to make it look like Brin did it.

Personally, I like the episodes that are on the dark side. I do think cheery episodes are important, but episodes like these? They are important.

Personally, I can’t think of any better way this story could have been carried out.

Characters in this episode:

Superman has clearly started to come out of the shell he was in during the first episode. He has more freedom to be himself. And given just how much my heart was breaking over him the last time, this is good.

Brainiac 5 has more personality this time, other than the gay/bi (going of the comics here; I probably should have addressed he’s canonically bi last time, I apologize, I was very hyped), and little evidence of the crush. This time, we see him as someone who tries to maintain order, and stick to the system as much as possible. But in the end, he is capable of change. We also see he’s not aware of certain social ques.

Bouncing Boy: We see he’s far more relaxed than Brainy, preferring to do things as they come along, and to improvise. He doesn’t let himself get trampled on. Is a happy version of a college student.

Lightning Lad you brat. I love him. Karma has got him several times in today’s episode, and he’s a jealous baby who hates being wrong. Garth u loser. But also nice to see him being nice at the end.

I WANT TO PROTECT TIMBER WOLF SO BAD. I WILL GET ALL THE BLANKETS AND WRAP HIM IN THEM AND GET ALL THE GOOD FOODS FOR HIM. HE DOESN’T DESERVE THE SHORT STICK LIVE HAS GIVEN HIM. But I’m so proud he went to join the team that is meant to help others. That’s a good way to go forward. Kind of sad he doesn’t get any speaking dialogue from him before the transformation though. I would like to see what he was like before the experiment happened.

Remember what I said in the last episode, about the villains needing development? Dr. Londo is a well-developed villain that he leaves us with an impact. He’s manipulative and smart enough so that when he does get caught, he doesn’t go to jail. He doesn’t have any remorse for what he did to his son. I would put the guy in a pit with venomous spiders because of what he’s done. And I would have let him get eaten, like Lightning Lad said.

Well, that’s all from me today! Lemme know if you think I forgot to mention anything, feedback is appreciated! Or if the gifs aren’t working...

[guysgayscapades]

Compilation of him harassing me

You're a fn' cunt for doing this to me!

You seriously need to take down that post and tell the those people to stop harassing me! Or Else!

You fucking bitch you need to take everything down now! There's no fucking way any of these guys would send you that stuff, bc they would be outed as well. It's obvious you know how to hack email/phones. You have all those pics I sent James, and those private emails. Don't even think of posting those. Could you imagine if anyone I know sees those? They would fucking die. Not 1 of my friends knows that I hookup w/guys once in a great while. Stop fucking w/me!

Why are you still doing this to me? I apologized today. You made your point. You win. You probably think I'm a fag, and that's so not the case, so stop trying to make it out like I am, and telling lies to people about me. Nice try on that whole tumblr thing. I searched and never found it. If you really did do it, you'd have sent me the link genius... And why did you lie about not having my number? You know you did and that's how you hacked my phone to get those texts from that guy w/the 980.395.56...#. (Obviously I'm not going to put his entire #) Now that the # is blocked you can't get at those texts. Otherwise you'd see the rest from this afternoon, and you would have showed me you got the rest of them. Sorry to rain on your parade. Lol

Hey genius, a friend of mine received this pic from a fb friend of hers and sent this to her bc she recognized my pic and she knew she was a friend of mine. Quit being such a bitch and take my stuff off line! I don't have any social media accounts, and now bc of you, people that know me are seeing my pic/emails to you. WTF do you want from me Ryan?!

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WTF is the matter w/you chic?! Take the damn postings down asap. Do you really have such a sad lonely life that this is what you do to people? You set out to destroy peoples lives bc yours is so sad and lonely. Had you read my 3rd email to you last night, you would have saw that I clearly apologized to you for the mistake. I was quite embarrassed by the mistake, and tried apologizing, but for some reason you chose to continue to berate me. I really hope this improves the quality of your life and brings you joy and happiness throughout the rest of your life.

What's wrong Snowflake, cat got your tongue again, or too busy licking pussy? lol

I guess when you get called out on your BS, you go into hiding. lol. So I never heard back from that guy, so maybe that was a friend of yours, and when you checked our text thread, you saw that I didn't say those things. I'll give you an A for effort though. lol

Fuck you Ryan, you stupid bitch! Take it down this morning. I literally have received messages threatening to rape me. WTF is wrong w/you?

I have received some very vulgar texts and unsolicited pics. Most which are fucking disgusting. ANd NO, I'm not going to "Live w/it" in your words.

It comes down this morning. Period!

OMFG! You better take down that posting now you fn BITCH! How dare you post my pic/number and texts. It's obvious that you hacked my phone. You have no right to do this. And wtf 8PM appointment are you talking about, and the bs about volleyball knee pads/jockstrap?

You truly are a complete bitch...

What's wrong Ryan, cat got your tongue, or are you busy sucking more of that cock that's in your mouth? lol. I looked on tumblr. Nothing. Just what I suspected. lol.

Also, do not post my address on IG, FB, etc... There's other tenants that live in that condo blgd, and someone could get seriously hurt.

Try not to be a douche-bag all you life Ryan. You'll get a lot further in life. Trust me.

Guy

I'm begging you. Please do not post these photos. It was be humiliating if anyone I know saw them. They would think I'm a complete fag!

Tell me what you want from me? I'm being harassed and once again my phone is blowing up. Some of these texts are quite graphic/vulgar! You need to put a stop to this now!

Knock yourself out if you want to add it up you dumb bitch.

Hey crazy chick! My phone is in near melt down mode. Please take it down now.

Also, I have now received texts from 2 different people threatening to beat me up. WTF is wrong w/you!? You made your point. ENOUGH!

Never in a million years would you do that. So don't even think about it.

How would you like it if I posted your pics all over the web and told people you love sucking cock, and how to contact you? That's what I thought. You wouldn't, so don't do it to me. I really don't know what your end game is here Ryan, or what you want from me. So tell me, what is it? I'm begging you to tell me.

Guy

You stupid cunt. People are sending me some really nasty texts and threatening to find me and kick my ass, and some have threatened to rape me. Do you really think I deserve any of this?