#we should all reread Love & Passion
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dirtbra1n Ā· 6 months ago
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hihi tashiro anon here just wanted to tell you how much i adore your writing and the latest 7k post really reminded me of this again,, its really unique?? with the way you describe the environment and movements im fully able to imagine the scenarios and i love going back to reread it so i can gather some more details i missed the last time,, yeah a big fan of it o7
(also the tashiro birthday art?? hello?? the first thing i thought when i saw it was that you guys would be very happy about the news lmao, what a happy surprise to see prev prez. tashiros orange hairclip is so cute too)
hi tashiro anon want to tell you that upon waking up I was informed that Something prev prez related had happened but it wasnā€™t until I saw your ask that it clicked. and then I made a bird noise. itā€™s been an interesting day so far. I need to make birthday art my lockscreen. also HI HELLO I missed you I hope youā€™re well
and THANK YOUUUUā€¦.. I took so long writing tashiro post that itā€™s like Ooohhh people are gonna forget I postā€¦ā€¦ let alone writeā€¦ā€¦.. but I also think its time spent in the oven let me really like. think about what I wanted it to be in the end. and let me really get excited about its potential. because a couple months ago I was still getting worked up like THIS CAN BE SO GOOD. IF I DO THIS RIGHT IT CAN BE SO GOOD. so it really makes me so happy that you like it enough to go back and find all those details and things I put in there. makes me happy that there are people out there to read what I writeā€¦ā€¦.
anyway Oouhhhh tashiroā€™s birthday only ends when we stop celebrating it. it can be tashiro birthday if we all believe. I hope he has a hairclip for every color
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mindfulstudyquest Ā· 9 months ago
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šŸ­. improve your writing skills ( āœ’ļø )
i feel that not everyone has the perception of how important it is to know how to write. you don't have to be a poet, nor the new emily brontĆ«, but fluid, conscious, rich writing makes the difference. really. you could write a page without saying anything at all, but if that damn page is written good and smoothly, then you can be sure that you will get extra points. take the time to improve your writing skills, the best advice i have for doing so is reading. read as much as you can. read novels (non-fiction in this case doesn't help because the content is preferred rather than the form), read contemporary authors ā€“ you don't necessarily have to read sophocles' tragedies, but read quality stuff. expand your vocabulary, your knowledge of syntax, learn to use punctuation! and then write, tell stories, write love letters, write reviews of films, books, cultural festivals, open a blog on tumblr and write to practice, reread what you write ad nauseam, until it is perfect, until the form of your essay is pulitzer prize worthy.
bonus some of my favourite authors (tell me in the comments about yours!): ian mcewan, banana yoshimoto, haruki murakami, george orwell, josƩ saramago, albert camus, khaled hosseini, hanya yanagihara
šŸ®. develop critical thinking ( šŸ’­ )
if you have always studied passively by absorbing information and vomiting it onto a test sheet then you have wasted your time. taking on information is not enough, you need to know how to rework it and develop your own idea about it. especially in the arts and literature one may disagree with certain information provided by a textbook. developing critical thinking is not easy, especially due to the school system that teaches us to standardize thinking. always consult all available sources on a given topic, compare them, analyze contradictions. it might be difficult and tiring ā€“ our brain spends more energy processing two conflicting pieces of information than processing two pieces of information that agree ā€“ but it will be worth it. by practicing critical thinking and improving your argumentation skills, you will not only be able to improve in your studies, becoming able to present complex topics and make interdisciplinary connections, but also in daily life, you will become much less influenced and manipulated by external information.
šŸÆ. find yourself an interest ( šŸŒ· )
it could be anything, but find an interest that excites you and you enjoy and do research about it. watch videos, documentaries, read articles. it doesn't have to be school-related, it must be an external topic that you are passionate about and that allows you to rediscover the joy of studying and learning every time school seems to suffocate it. sometimes i'm not in the mood to study for exams, so i dedicate myself to my personal research and finally find my spark, my seek for knowledge. for example, my interest is true crime, it has always fascinated me since i was little, but yours could be wild animals, makeup, comics, ships, planes, ocean flora, literally anything. there is no constraint.
šŸ°. analyze your mistakes and recognize your wrongs ( šŸ«’ )
there is no shame in making mistakes. everyone makes mistakes, we are human, but the real sin is getting bogged down in mistakes, refusing to acknowledge them, and continuing to make them again and again. we should be continually growing, continually discovering ourselves, both intellectually and emotionally. how many of you were the "gifted kid" when you were little and then grew up into burned out high school / uni students desperately seeking academic validation? there comes a time when talent isn't enough, you have to put in the effort, and this doesn't make you less intelligent or gifted, in fact, quite the opposite. dedicating time and attention to your personal and intellectual growth also means having to ruminate on your mistakes. it's scary, but it's the most effective way if you really want to improve. take a notebook and at the end of the day reflect on the highlights and the wrongs, what you could have done better, where you would like to push forward tomorrow, what you achieved today. did you make a mistake? first ask yourself why and then look for a way to solve the problem, make every bad moment a lesson, a brick on which to build the version of you you wanto to become tomorrow.
šŸ±. don't be afraid of doing researches ( šŸ§ƒ )
the amount of fake news and misinformation online is appalling. opening any app like tiktok or instagram we are inundated with information that is often (not always, but not so rarely) inaccurate. don't be afraid to conduct your own research, if you have time to mindlessly scroll through tiktok you will also have five minutes to read an article regarding that information provided. don't know the meaning of a word? look it up before using it. not sure about a piece of information? check it before using it in your argumentation. in the age of immediate access to data we have no excuse to be superficial.
šŸ². master communication ( ā™Ÿļø )
mastering communication is essential in both personal and professional realms. it's the cornerstone of building meaningful relationships, whether it's conveying ideas effectively in academia or fostering connections in the workplace. developing strong communication skills not only enhances your ability to articulate thoughts but also empowers you to listen actively, empathize with others, and resolve conflicts constructively. ultimately, honing these skills cultivates confidence, credibility, and success in all aspects of life.
šŸ³. push yourself out of your comfort zone ( šŸ§ø )
build your confidence. confidence is uncomfortable. don't be afraid of it. you are young, this is the right time to experiment, take risks, discover who you really are. this is the best time for you to do those things that you would otherwise never do, you don't want to regret later in life that you didn't accept that scholarship, that trip abroad, that job opportunity, because you didn't feel comfortable enough. do things that take you out of your comfort zone until everything becomes your comfort zone. go on solo dates, be a social butterfly, tell the girl at the bookstore you love her t-shirt, go to the theater alone, eat at a restaurant alone, take that trip. if it goes badly, you'll only have one funny story to tell.
šŸ“. stay informed about the news (but not too much!) ( šŸŒ )
this might be controversial, but: stay informed about the news, just don't overdo it. personally, i am an easily influenced person and i realized that being constantly exposed to the bad things happening in the world had drained me and made me terribly depressed. don't get me wrong, you need to be informed about what's happening in the world and in your country, just being constantly surrounded by horrible news repeated ad nauseam on TV programs is of no use. be aware.
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regulusrules Ā· 1 year ago
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Fics that you should read before Arthur comes back: clown edition
Now I know we might all be clowns, and that they're probably playing with us as usual, but honest to God I don't care. I am going to get my hopes up because I have been doing exactly that for the past lord knows how long. So better stay consistent, ok? Better remain true to the cause.
Now here are some post-canon fics that the writers should put into consideration if they know what's good for them.
1. These Ghosts Might Be Mine by @peaceheather. 68K, G.
The only thing I wrote in my bookmarks over this was that it's "the ending we deserved". Pretty sure that sums up exactly what I want to say. It's not just your ordinary time travel fix-it fic, but one that is done with such brilliance that it leaves you marvelling in awe at times. You must do yourself a favour and read for this author if you actually want to get a good understanding of the characters past canon.
2. Seo Gaestlufe/The Soul's Love series by flowerofnettles. 180K, T/E.
I know how hesitant some are when it comes to series, but listen. This one is simply not long enough from how GOOD it is! I rarely read wip fics, (it's now complete) but I genuinely loved living a journey with the author while it was being written, and I felt the amount of love and passion the author spent on it. What a creation, honestly. It's one of the very best out there.
3. I will turn your fear into a handful of dust by @regulusrules. 1K, G.
I am biased, ok? I want my own happy ending for them. I want to see them grow old and weary together. I want them alive. And if what it takes is a 1k drabble of them lying together by the sea, then I'll take it. I'll take it every single time you guys.
4. Albion's last bulwark by Saturne. 92K, E.
You know when there's a halo around a fic that you intensely remember a scene from but never the whole? And the scene alone is more than enough to remind you how good of a fic it is? Yeah. Yeah it's definitely the case here. I vividly feel its effect still. Absolutely planning on rereading soon because of how brilliant it was.
5. And like the cycle of the year, we begin again by @katherynefromphilly. 207K, M.
And lastly, the fandom requirement. The one that we will throw fists for if we don't see a scene or two from. As much as I am always more into canon deviations than accepting the idea of immortality and Arthur rising after millennia, this fic was definitely a pro in trying to make me less in denial. It certainly set the expectations high for any adaptation they might make now, and for good reason.
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ARTHUR WILL RISE AGAIN.
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demonslayerunhinged Ā· 2 months ago
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The Passion of Sanemi Shinazugawa
Sanemi has no chill.
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We all been knew this. His chill is one of the things that the fandom has accepted canonically doesn't exist, like Inosuke's uniform shirt or Zenitsu's dating standards, but the reason for his lack of chill and generally aggressive behavior is still a much debated topic to this day.
I have made two posts here and here breaking down his backstory, his trauma and socio-economical circumstances that made him the man he is today but, I still wasn't satisfied. Something nagged me about this character and his personality that I couldn't put my finger on. So I pondered, for days going through each episode, rereading the manga taking note of his actions and interactions with other characters.
Then, it finally hit me.
Ladies and gentlemen, I believe I've found the answer.
Sanemi, our sweet boy, is SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED.
Let me explain.
butt first...
What is sexual frustration?
According to Medical News Today,
Sexual frustration describes a state of irritation, agitation, or stress resulting from sexual inactivity or dissatisfaction. Sexual frustration is a common, natural feeling, and it can affect anyone.
Some symptoms include:
Feeling irritable, restless, and edgy (so Sanemi's entire personality?)
Engaging in unhealthy coping skills (like wanting to brawl with another man for no reason and after having a sexually-charged training session šŸ¤Ø)
Performing riskier behaviors to fulfill sexual desires (like exposing your entire chest and leaving it vulnerable just so you can show off your tits like a slut šŸ¤ØšŸ¤Ø).
Compulsive or hypersexual behaviors (like wanting to grab another man by the hair just so he won't go away šŸ¤ØšŸ¤ØšŸ¤Ø)
Depression or anxiety for men (see this post)
ā€œSeeking revengeā€ against targets that are the believed source of the frustration (basically Sanemi vs Giyuu)
Displaced frustration on targets with no connection to the frustration (Sanemi vs Tanjiro vs Junior Slayers)
How did this cum to be?
Okay so, I have this headcanon that the Shinazugawa men have a high sex drive. I mean, there's the seven kids from Kyogo which means he had to be laying pipe...a lot(F's in the chat for Shizu šŸ˜”) and Genya's horniness when he breathes the same air as a girl, so it's safe to say that Sanemi also has a high sex drive.
After the tragedy that struck his family (Shizu killing the kids, not Kyogo's death because fuck that guy), Sanemi lost any hope or chance of a normal life. In the light novel Sign post of the Wind, Sanemi tells Masachika that life isn't for fun, and he has expressed his distaste for 'frivolous' things.
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He denies himself these things because he believes he doesn't deserve them, why should he enjoy life when he killed his mom, when he couldn't protect his siblings, when his brother rightfully hates him, when demons still exist, when families are still being ripped apart, when his colleagues and juniors are being killed and when Genya is in constant danger. The only thing he allows himself is ohagi which is a reminder of happier times.
He has no time for friends, for love and definitely not for sex, which by extension includes masturbation. He won't be able to jerk off without seeing the faces of his mom and his siblings -and yes, that sentence was just as awkward for me writing it as you reading it- so he resigned himself to a life of solitude and sexual frustration, which caused him to develop his aggressive and no-chill personality but at least he was able to manage for a while, that was until he met Giyuu.
Cum hither Giyuu
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Sanemi's no-nut journey became even more unbearable when he met Giyuu. There was just something about that sappy, derpy, stupid face that stole his heart and even though Giyuu's personality should've made it easy to stay away, the power of love and horny didn't allow that to happen.
Like I mentioned before in a previous post, what followed was a series of sexually-tense situations and interactions between the two Hashiras, so every time Giyuu happened to enter Sanemi's field of vision, I guess you could say more or less he was:
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Reaching out for help
In the light of their impending doom with Muzan's arrival, Sanemi has a realization; he's obviously going to die soon, that doesn't scare Sanemi, he's accepted the fact that he's going to die anyway but to die as a virgin? Now that's not good. With the failure of trying to reach out to Giyuu in the Hashira meeting and the disaster that was the attempted eye-poking incident and being shamed by a 16-year-old Sanemi decides 'fuck it' and tries to reach out to Giyuu again.
But he can't go crawling to Giyuu and be like 'please fuck me', no no no that would not do instead he has the brilliant idea to challenge Giyuu to combat under the guise of 'training' in some misguided hope that the spar would get both their temperatures up which would in turn get Giyuu horny enough to rip off his clothes and fuck him. Yay! The plan is foolproof!
I already mentioned in this post how Sanemi's suggestion for a brawl made no sense as he could have just taken the Muichiro route and suggested they use their actual katanas, but no he wanted a full body contact brawl. Like look at how excited he was at the concept of brawling with Giyuu, like no wonder Tanjiro was scared for Giyuu!
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JUST LOOK AT THIS FACE!!! LOOK AT THE DESPERATION!!! OUR BOY IS SO PENT UP HE'S ON THE VERGE OF INSANITY!!!
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THIS IS THE FACE OF A MAN WHO HASN'T NUTTED IN 21 YEARS! He was literally begging BEGGING Giyuu to touch him! šŸ˜­
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Tanjiro(bestest boy ā¤ļø) was rightfully afraid for his big bro, so he intercepts (read cock blocks) Sanemi! Imagine how he felt at that moment; he was THIS close to some body contact and then comes in the same child who kills his rep at every turn! Not only that, but Tanjiro clocks in Sanemi's intentions and decided to put a stop to it by hitting him where he hurts; ohagi.
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Imagine your biggest social opp coming along with his innocent, stupidly sweet face when you've finally decided to open yourself up to fucking your forever crush and killing whatever and all sexual tension with his annoying innocence!
Then, as if on a mission to destroy your spirit, reveals your secret love of ohagi! A sweet typically enjoyed by children! Right in front of his future baby daddy!
Tanjiro then drives the knife even further by asking him his ohagi preferences, talking about how his grandma used to make ohagi and shit!
LIKE BOYYYYYYYY
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That explains why he was so salty even hours later. If I were him, I'd be pissed too! The fuck! I love how he stopped walking on the steps just to cuss Tanjiro out, like you can tell it came from the very depths of his soul.
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I mean, you can literally hear the pain and frustration in his voice. That is the cry of a man who spent three hours douching, only to have his Grindr date cancel on him.
Celebrating the big O
After the events of the final showdown we see a more relaxed, almost peaceful Sanemi which tells us one thing - our boy finally got laid!
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But when? and with whom?
Well Giyuu, duh. I theorize that it happened sometime during the three months of recuperation before Tanjiro woke up, and they had their last Hashira meeting. I mean, look at how they're smiling at each other, you can't tell me these guys didn't fuck at least once.
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Sanemi came(lol) out(lol again!) of the encounter a changed man. He's moisturized, demure, in his lane, thriving.
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Look at him here; tits covered 'cuz Giyuu has made an honest man out of him, and that peaceful look? Damn, dick was so good blud had to look up to the heavens like
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In Conclusion, Sanemi's character development is really inspirational because it's a story of one man's triumph over thirst and yea I don't know how to end this post, so I'll just leave you with some words of wisdom:
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fayfaygoes Ā· 4 months ago
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The recent discourse on Twitter about Zayne's age being 30+ "cuz there's NO WAY" got me thinking.
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There was news of young child prodigy in my country who achieved milestones of students/children who are older than him , and their parents continued with it .
It was all fine until he couldn't do well in the Certificate examination ..and exam we give around age of 19-21 when he was atleast 5years younger . So basically now it's over since this GPA is very important to get jobs or to get selected for University or higher education.
Not only he couldn't get to be a child in those years , everything turned out bad because of mistakes in the last but most important steps.
Then I also saw a news of someone graduating at age of 17 ..with people commenting she should take years off and be a child that she couldn't be .
My point is -
these people exists . Young prodigy or merit/gifted children often subjected to fate like this . And sometimes that results very badly for them as they grow up.
But sometimes their consistency doesn't let them meet that failure.
Like the graduates ,and for our case , Our favourite chief surgeon Zayne .
Everytime I saw how many find it unbelievable that he is in his late twenties I get reminded of IRL examples and tender moment "Delicacy" that answers all these doubts.
And with how people prefer Older experienced surgeons , the fact that he GAINED the trust to become a Chief at such young age is NO JOKE.
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Rereading Delicacy got me wondering-
How much he probably didn't get to be a Child or a teen because he was drowned in books and busy excelling academically.
How much he had to compete in higher classes with classmates older than him.
because in his word "Time is luxury for student in hellishly competitive medical school"
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The fact he didn't have any ,I repeat, ANYone to call his friends because everyone is older than him & he was transferring fast ,on top he comes across as awkward in narrow lense.
How isolating that might have felt now that we get to know how he loves company.
What else he could do except study more and more and more?? Which resulted him excelling further & further.
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With how affection craved he is , did he miss those times where someone would knock at him door and ask him out to play with her .
He can't get his Teen life back ,nor get to experience what it likes to be a Normal students enjoying the life of ''being a student''
The fact that he was introduced to us as 27 speaks volumes.
the fact he is younger makes it even more sadder .
He graduated and became doctor at such young age because he has talents & merits .
It's also because he didn't have any other option but to keep going .
He admits that it wasn't due his "passion for learning" when MC asked him
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But ,Rather
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And it's just-
thanks to twitter that I went back to my roots and I found more reason to fall harder and harder for him as I wipe my tears.
He deserves all the fun and affection that he missed in those years because he had to grow up faster than his age required. And now he deserves someone by his side that understand and pampers him , stroke his back , hug him ,reassures him.
Tell him that it's okay to reunite with his inner child , everything will be alright because we will never leave him.
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the-cookie-of-doom Ā· 9 months ago
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Cookie's Fic Recs
I feel like no one really does rec lists anymore! But last night I was feeling and sappy and mushy and decide to put together my own little list of fics I love. These are in no particular order, and they don't follow any real theme/tropes other than I dearly love them all, and you should definitely give them a read!
*I tried to tag everyone I could find a blog for, but if I missed anyone, please let me know I can tag them!
The Instinctual Gravitation Towards Warmth by kimkhimhant (@kimkhimhant)
This is my comfort fic. No joke, this is what I read when I want to die. Itā€™s angsty as all hell, itā€™s made me cry, but it is so indescribably good. Kim is an addict going through recovery, finding love and family along the way. He hits rock bottomā€”arguably multiple timesā€”but always claws his way back, always with the support of the people that love him. Itā€™s such a beautifully written and cathartic story, Iā€™ve lost count of how many times Iā€™ve read it. But itā€™s almost certainly the fic Iā€™ve reread the most.Ā 
Error in the Code by BlackwaterVial (@blackwatervial)
Sneaking this VegasPete onto my otherwise KimChay list bc it altered me. I think most people already know what it is, but jic: itā€™s a sci-fi/cyberpunk/android AU, and itā€™s one of the best things Iā€™ve ever read. I go feral for androids and this fic delivers in all the best ways. The world building alone makes me weep. But all of the characters interactions, the way we get such an in depth feel for everyone despite the limited PoV, and the most satisfying take Iā€™ve seen on android artificial intelligence everā€”I canā€™t recommend this story enough.Ā 
Idiots & Idioms by snickerdoodlles (@snickerdoodlles)
This one is actually a series, and it's genuinely so much fun to read. For the most part it's a SocMed fic with Chay taking over Wik's twitter and making it everyone's problem, and it's fkn hysterical. This one is actually a series, and it's genuinely so much fun to read. For the most part it's a SocMed fic with Chay taking over Wik's twitter and making it everyone's problem, and it's fkn hysterical.
Silver for Truth by snickerdoodlles (@snickerdoodlles)
This fic is the Kim & Khun vs. Tawan team-up we deserve. Kim is a ruthless, demented bitch, that's too cool to beat Tawan to death bc what if he messes up his wrists right before a show?? Big, get 'im. Kim is the feral-est cat ever, leaving behind evidence and bodies for Kinn bc saying "hey bro, I still love you/look out for you" is too much emotion for him. The fic is also from Tawan's PoV which also makes it the funniest thing ever, for reason that I won't spoil <3
The Wiked Lies We Live by shubaka (@shubaka)
Oh my god, this fic. Canon divergence (technically??) where most things happen as normal... except KimChay have been bodyswaped at the start of it. The little twists Shu puts on the events of canon, given it isn't the correct characters experiencing them (such as Big being very confused about why Kim is suddenly nice to him??) are so much fun.
A Portrait of Affection by froginthesun (@froginthesun)
Kim is an artist and Chay is the part time nude model he hires. ā€˜Nuff said right there, except no it isnā€™t, this fic is beautiful. Kimā€™s frustration with his craft is palpable, and so is the way he rediscovers his passion through Chay. The writing is wonderfully detailed, every chapter felt like walking through a museum. And tension slowly building between themā€”unf.Ā 
Sunshine in My Closet by moneskinĀ 
This is an A/B/O AU that is so satisfying to read. Typical hilarious boundary violations (Chay stealing Kimā€™s clothes, a bewildered Kim handing over a freshly worn outfit, having barely any idea who this strange kid is) characteristic of the AU, but then the story also delves deeper into more serious topics. Chay has a history of abuse from a past alpha that he has to learn how to navigate with Kim, who is incredibly patient and works hard to make Chay feel safe and loved. Overall a very sweet and comforting read.Ā Seriously, this fic makes me melt.
Your Body Feels Like Disrespect by Blue_Jay (@bluejayfiction)
This fic is so funny because it begins with Kim blurting out, in the middle of an Important Mafia MeetingTM, that he and Chay arenā€™t having sex, and then wanting to die about it. Followed by Kimā€™s family trying very hard to both support and terrorize him. Itā€™s hilarious, sexy, and one of my favorite reads when I need a pick me up. (Bless Kinnā€™s determination to be a Good and Supportive Brother, and Vegas for being the Worst Person Ever.)Ā 
In Silent Screams (In Wildest Dreams) by BelladonnaWyck and StratsWritesĀ 
This is definitely a darker fic. Thereā€™s DubCon, Kim is generally Sketchy, but itā€™s very hot. And I love explorations of his character where he isnā€™t just outwardly psychotic and cruel. This fic shows the kind of dark that I think Kim could have been, if you just tilted his character a little to the left. He still seems very much the way he is in canon, but heā€™s alsoā€¦ a lot more calculating and cold, sometimes. I love it.Ā 
Forget-me-always by bisexualbard (@bisexualbard-writes)
I cannot sing the praises of this fic enough. I think itā€™s probably tied for IGTW for my most-read fics. Iā€™ve probably read this one more often in reality, but only bc itā€™s shorter. But oh my god, does it hurt. Kim gets struck with amnesia post-break up, does a little light stalking, and gets Chay to help him learn/remember who he is. In the process realizes that wow his life sucks, and thereā€™s no way he wants to go back to it. Especially if heā€™s the kind of person that hurt Chay. He would rather start over. (Ofc, he doesnā€™t get to). This fic makes me cry, itā€™s so goodĀ 
Coffeehouse Play by AirgodSLV
This is a canon divergence AU that I adore. The KimChay characterization is on point. I love that despite everything going on around them, they also get to be two boys that hang out and play videogames and try to shove each other off the couch while Porsche makes dinner. Given the age difference itā€™s so easy to make Kim Older and MatureTM, but heā€™s still a kid, and this story never once forgets that. It felt so honest and true to his character that Kim does have a lot of plans, and heā€™s very smart, but heā€™s also still so young, and sometimes shit just goes wrong.Ā 
Want and Need by bisexualbard (@bisexualbard-writes)
God, this fic. T h i s f i c. Post-canon Chay goes to therapy and becomes a camboy (in that order) and itā€™s delicious. Watching the steady breakdown of his and Porscheā€™s relationship is so satisfying. Everything one of them does to make things worse feels awful, but is so in character that itā€™s hard to be mad at them for their decisions. Kim readily giving up control if it means he can be with Chay, and Chay getting a crash course in how to dom. All of it is just. So good. This is such a good fic
Your Look, Through This Lens by WildelyDawn (@wildelydawn)
AU where Chay becomes Kimā€™s photographer. This fic emotionally hobbled me. Just a fair warning. You will cry. But that said, the ending isnā€™t nearly as sad as the tags would have you believe! At least in my opinion. I think itā€™s fairly open/hopeful, and beautiful either way. I love the way this fic shows how Kim balances being Wik while also being part of the mafia. And I love how temperamental he is; always hot and cold, while remaining pretty even as far as how he expresses himself. Always very aloof/detached, just out of reach, with Chay never really sure where he stands/what Kim wants. But at the same time the fic happens just before Kim gets a big break, and the subtle ways he shows his excitement and nerves as things start coming togetherā€”itā€™s wonderful.Ā 
Loveā€™s a Two-Way Dream by giraffeter (@giraffeter)
This fic is dark. Kim atticwifeā€™s Chay and itā€™s not a good time. But!! Itā€™s not just dark for the sake of it; Kim is a genuine sociopath, yes, but it unfolds slowly. You get a sense of creeping dread as he does things that are just a little bit off, until finally the Big Bad Thing happens. At first he seems normal, playing the part of good and respectful boyfriend. But it just goes downhill from there, and I love every word of it. The ending especially is very satisfying.Ā 
In the Dark of the Night by bisexualbard (@bisexualbard-writes)
Not to recc everything Bard writes, butā€¦ This is a rape recovery fic that I feel handles the subject matter incredibly well. Thereā€™s no gratuitous rape scenes, and even with the flashbacks, I donā€™t remember any of them being incredibly detailed. I think Bard handled the fic with incredible respect and grace. This is another one thatā€™ll make you cry. The way Chay handles his past trauma while trying to have a relationship with Kim is so painfully real. And so is the way Kim wants to help him, but doesnā€™t really know how. But they figure it out together, and itā€™s amazing. (Also Kim acquires a stabby child in the form of an OC that I adore.)Ā I just love the path Chay's recovery takes in this fic, it's so visceral and relatable. It's all around just. So good. I love this fic for the same reason I love IGTW and it's because both fics show an excellent depiction of recovery.
Chains and Crowns, A Flower Can Both Make by Sweet_William (@sweet-william-writes)
Incredibly Regency AU. Historical AUs are some of my all time favorites, and this is everything I didnā€™t know I needed. Sweet_William captures the essence of an Austen-esque style while still making this feel like the KinnPorsche characters. Chay is wonderfully feisty, Kim is delightfully complex, and the various family interactions always had me cackling.Ā 
Simple Little Secrets by CorvusCloudburst (@cloudburst-ink)
Chay sees the future when he touches people. Kim thinks heā€™s either insane, a spy, or a conman. Oh, and Chayā€™s visions of Kim? Always sex-related. The shenanigans are endless. What more do you need?? Theyā€™re both crazy4crazy and itā€™s my favorite thing ever. Their banter is snappy and fun, the writing is sexy, and it never once gave me second-hand embarrassment despite Chayā€™s horrible situations.Ā 
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lookingfts Ā· 4 months ago
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Friday Fic Rec 9/6
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Thanks for your submissions! Here are the recs for our first week. (Titles are links to each fic)
All the magic we made by @iwishyouwouldstop
"I'm always shocked this fic doesn't have 1000 kudos. It's so damn good."
Description: Kate and Anthony grow up together, learn to harness their magic together and are certain nothing can tear them apart. Until something does. Now they are strangers who occasionally publicly humiliate each other in between finding means to survive in a world that is increasingly hostile to their kind. Then Anthony commits the ultimate betrayal and Kate's retribution results in a life-threatening curse that forces them to work together.
Status: WIP (18/?) Rating: E
Love Doesn't Burn. by magicalmenagerie
"This fic isnā€™t finished, and the author hasnā€™t updated it since 2023, but itā€™s still one of my favorites. I love how it mixes the past and the present, and how the two characters were involved during the worst phase of their lives and then reconnect when theyā€™re more mature."
Description: Anthony is trying to forget his past. Kate is trying to remember as much as possible. Theyā€™re both too young to know what they fall into is not love. Until much later, they finally do. (A second chances au riddled with miscommunication, infatuation, and incomprehensible philosophical musings)
Status: WIP (11/14) Rating: E
The Hope That Keeps You and One Last Weekend by @helenakwayne
"They have very different vibes but theyā€™re both soo good and I think theyā€™re less known fics in the fandom. I would say read the hope that keeps you if youā€™re looking for something more fun and fluffy, and one last weekend if you want angst (with a happy ending of course)."
Description: The Hope That Keeps You: Kate Sharma loves football because her father loved a certain West London club, so she made it her job. Anthony Bridgerton loves football because his father loved a certain West London club, so he bought itā€”or at least some of it. Theyā€™re all supporting the same side, so there should be nothing but harmony, right? Itā€™s not like they unnecessarily complicate everything for no reason.
One Last Weekend: On the weekend of Simon Bassetā€™s and Daphne Bridgertonā€™s wedding, Anthony Bridgerton and Kathani Sharma try to finally get what they both need after years of pursuing what they thought they wanted.
Status: Both Complete Rating: E
I'd Give All I Have, Honey (If You Could Stay Like That) by @newtonsheffield
"23 year old Anthony is a himbo and causes a LOT of tears for Kate but ends perfectly."
Description: The one constant in Anthony Bridgerton's life was Kate Sharma. They'd spent their entire childhoods together, she was as part of him that could never leave him. But the time to grow up came sooner than he thought it would. And he doesn't know why the sight of men queueing outside the Sharma's townhouse makes him sick to his stomach.
Status: Complete Rating: T
LFTS rec: A Devil's Love by FormerlyIR
Someone asked me about a mafia fic recently, and my mind went straight to this masterpiece. I had to reread it and honestly - it was even better than I remembered. Crazy hot passion wrapped in the most creative, evocative prose.
Description: When Kate's sister goes missing, she gets herself a waitress job at the Pebble Lounge to track her down, working under Londonā€™s seedy underbelly to find the only person she has left in this world to love. And Anthony Bridgerton? No matter how alluring and distracting he may be, heā€™s just a means to an end, his life defined by his family business built on corruption. Kate wonā€™t dance to that tune. Sheā€™s just trying to find her sister.
Status: Complete Rating: E
Thanks for your submissions! This will be a weekly thing, so keep your recs coming, and I'm open to suggestions about the format!
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xsleepinggoodx Ā· 9 months ago
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Content: Chapter 223, Kantou manji arc, Flashback where before Draken dies in the beach, Mikey and you are talking alone together.
WARNINGS: Fluff, a bit of angst becuase yā€™all know the context behind this flashbackšŸ˜­, Mikey is in love with you since you were little, Mikey loves reader, reader is oblivious to itšŸ˜ , Mikey sort of confesses(?)
AN: I was rereading Tokyo revengers because I just love it so much and this scene was literally so beautiful. Like imagine being with Mikey watching the sunrise. I wish he was real bruh I wouldā€™ve married him LMAO.
Also your interest here is astrology so imagine you brought a microscope, and other astrology things because youā€™re smart. I LOVE SMART WOMEN BRUH THEYRE SO HOT AND THATS YOUšŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ˜
Enjoy cuties~
I highly recommend listening to these songs as youā€™re reading, made me tear up a littlešŸ˜¢
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The last flashback Draken remembered was on January 1st, 2005. Tomanā€™s founding members with the addition to Angry and Smiley with Chifuyu and Pey-Yan, and of course you, was riding their bikes to the beach, yelling at each other their excitement. Of course you were right behind Mikey, holding onto the seat, too shy to hold onto his waist but heā€™s wishing youā€™d just hold a hand on him. You had a heavy backpack filled with your bendable microscope, notebooks, maps, etc. you were the one who suggested this since you had such a passion for the stars.
TINY FLASHBACK
ā€œWe should watch the stars and sunrise before the the new year! Itā€™d be so pretty, Iā€™ll bring my stuff so we can watch the stars.ā€ You beamed to Mikey as he was sucking on his usual teriyaki. ā€œOoh! Sounds fun. Where?ā€ He said tilting his head. ā€œThe beach! I heard the sky will be really clear, and the sunrise is gonna be bright, itā€™d be so pretty.ā€ You said filling your cup of water. ā€œToman would really enjoy it!ā€ You smiled innocently, he pouted thinking it was just gonna be the two of you. ā€œOh. Sure, sure~ā€ He said continuing to pout.
END OF FLASHBACK
ā€œBaji!! How did the Olympus incident go?!ā€ Draken yelled through all the harsh, loud sounds of the motor bikes speeding up.
ā€œThose punks were just the first squad, so we beat them up easily!ā€ Baji said, pretending he wasnā€™t proud of himself.
They were talking amongst themselves on their bikes, while you and Mikey had your own conversation.
ā€œWow, itā€™s chillier than Iā€™d thought itā€™d be, and I brought multiple blankets and layers.ā€ You said, holding back your shaking, keeping your hair from blowing all over the place.ā€
ā€œSounds like you need more body heat..ā€ Mikey said, he knew what he was doing. ā€œI have a jacket in my backpack but itā€™s too dangerous to take it out..ā€ you said looking over his shoulder.
ā€œHold on to me thenā€¦ā€ he finally bursted out. Shutting his mouth before he said anything else. You slightly flushed, feeling a bit giddy holding on to him. He was always physically affectionate but you were never the one to initiate it. ā€œOh..yeah sure.ā€ You shyly said, holding onto his shoulder. Mikey had to stop himself from rolling his eyes teasingly.
ā€œSilly girl, youā€™re not gonna get any warmth like that. Donā€™t be all shy now~ā€ he teased, smiling.
ā€œW-well I thought it would be uncomfortable for you! Since your driving and all!ā€ You panicked. He let out a hearty laugh. ā€œJust do it, [Name]!ā€
You gulped before finally wrapping your arms around his waist, he felt shivers down his spine, but not from the crisp, cold air blowing through your faces. Dammit [Name] youā€™re soā€¦oblivious! He thought.
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You guys parked your bikes and walked to the shore of the beach, you flattened a large fluffy blanket on the ground, preparing your microscope. The others were laughing and running. Obviously getting adrenaline from the scene in front of them. Who wouldnā€™t? The air was crisp, the wind slightly blowing, the moon was shining bright, slowly going down. It wasnā€™t snowy but it sure was cold, you spotted Mikey heading to the edge of the bridge and tilted your head in confusion. -I wonder what heā€™s thinking about- You thought.
ā€œOf course you brought your microscope, you damn dork.ā€ A raspy low voice startled you. Turning around you saw Baji smirking, sitting down with Chifuyu next to him. ā€œOf course I did! I told you I was gonna bring it.ā€ You puffed, he laughed while Chifuyu was looking at your notes. ā€œDamn [Name], are you ever gonna major in Astronomy? These are some intelligent notes.ā€ Chifuyu praised and you smiled.
ā€œNo, itā€™s just a hobby for me. Making something I enjoy so much into work would be so depressing.ā€ You laughed. He nodded, agreeing. Mitsuya, Pah-chin, and Pey-yan joined looking at your notes as well, making fun of each other saying that theyā€™d never be able to be as knowledgeable as you were. Draken praised at how you were always the brains of the group and you laughed, enjoying this moment. This was definitely gonna be a core memory for you.
You looked at Mikey at the bridge, -heā€™s been there for a long time- you thought. You got up, patting your clothes. ā€œIā€™ll be right back guys, they nodded, still talking among themselves. You walked to where Mikey was. The wind was blowing through his tied half up hair, the last moments of the moonlight shining on him, making him look majestic. You smiled as you inched closer to him.
ā€œItā€™s pretty right? I knew youā€™d like it~ā€ you said proudly, crossing your arms with your chin up in the air. He chuckled as looked over at you. Moments like this made you feel so attached to Mikey, and likewise to him. Youā€™ve guys known each other since you were young, way before Emma joined his family. You were the only person who understood him, who he could be vulnerable to, who he could always count on. When his mom died, you were the first person he ran to, he didnā€™t want to cry, but you had this effect on people where they could be open to you. Your warm heart touching many people, your ambitions, your sense of understanding in peoples feelings and thoughts. Itā€™s what attracted him the most. When Shinichiro died, the same thing, you hugged him, as he sobbed to your neck. You felt so terrible for him. Why was so many awful things happen to such a good kid? You always saw stories about how bad things happen to the best people. Mikey was another victim.
Something in his heart was telling him to tell you everything about how he feels about you.
ā€œ..[Name]ā€¦ā€ he started, it was too late to stop himself now.
ā€œHmm?ā€ You softly replied. Still admiring last bit of the moonlight.
ā€œNo matter what happens, with Toman or anything else, youā€™ll be with me forever right?ā€
You looked at him finally, and found he was already staring at you. He was admiring you while you were admiring the moon. You flushed lightly, feeling shy under his gaze but unable to look away. ā€œOf course I will. Iā€™m willing to be with you through every trial in your life. Like always.ā€ You smiled lovingly. His dark onyx staring into yours, you could almost see your reflection in them. His eyes shined brightly at your answer
ā€œThen please stay with meā€¦ā€¦.forever, okay? Donā€™t leave me.ā€ He said. You smiled and shook your head. ā€œIā€™m not gonna go anywhere, Mikeyā€¦ā€
He smiled as the sun rose, the light shining on both you and Mikey as he admired your beauty.
ā€œOh shoot, I brought my stuff all for nothing!!ā€ You pouted as Mikey laughed.
ā€œAww poor [Nickname]~~ā€ he teased as you puffed. He smiled at your pouting face, cooing at how cute you were.
ā€œNext time, weā€™ll go again. Just the two of us.ā€ he smiled at you, a loving look in your eyes. People cool assume you guys were lovers from how he was looking at you.
You smiled yourself, looking at the sunrise. The two of you watching it together.
ā€¦ā€¦
Draken smiled, remembering the moment before closing his eyes, death blurring his vision, thinking of walking with Emma. He just wished Mikey came back. It probably would have stopped you from leaving..
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Sorry the ending is sadšŸ˜Š donā€™t copy, translate, or repost my work pleasešŸ˜˜
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jonsnowunemploymentera Ā· 10 months ago
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Winter is coming... All men must die... But I don't necessarily think that makes it a pessimistic world, or perhaps not any more pessimistic than the real world that we live in. And we're here for a short time, and we should be conscious of our own mortality. But the important thing is love and compassion and empathy with other human beings is still possible. Laughter is still possible, even laughter in the face of death. The struggle to make the world a better place. We have things like war and murder and rape, horrible things that still exist in the world, but we don't have to accept them. We can fight the good fight, I think, the fight to eliminate those things. So there is darkness in the world, but I don't think we necessarily have to give way to despair. One of the great things Tolkien says in Lord of the Rings is despair is the ultimate crime, that's the ultimate failing of Denethor, the steward of Gondor, is that he despairs of ever being able to defeat Sauron. We should not despair, we should not go gentle into that good night. So winter is coming, but light the torches and drink the wine and gather around the fire, we can still defy it.
So Spake Martin 2013, Sydney Opera House
I remember a poll on here a couple months back asking how people interpreted the title ā€˜a dream of springā€™. I was among those who had a more positive interpretation of that phrase. I still think thatā€™s meant to be more positive than negative; more hopeful than bleak. To me, ā€˜a dream of springā€™ is like Branā€™s last ACOK chapter. The world is burning, a little boy is dispossessed, but he still lives. And thereā€™s something defiant about that. Itā€™s the perseverance of the human spirit, even if itā€™s just the little hope of an 8 year old boy. It seems bleak at first, but Bran said it best when he recognized that while Winterfell may be burned, it still stood. And while he may have been a ā€œbroken boyā€, he still lives; plus I think thereā€™s something sweet about that scene because from a Doylist pov this is Bran officially starting his heroā€™s quest so we know upon reread that thereā€™s a light at the end of this dark tunnel. ā€˜A dream of springā€™ to me is like a continuation of that ACOK ending. Winter doesnā€™t mean that human beings, even in weakness, canā€™t be defiant in trying to love or hope. Nor does it mean that they canā€™t find fulfillment in whatever little life they have for however long they have it. IMO the above quote from GRRM also highlights why characters like Jon (spring deity), Bran (the personification of summer and boyhood), and Dany (fire and light and passion) are especially important to the thematic and magical ending of this series. Winter is coming, but spring comes after it. And what is spring is not the renewal of life? And what is a dream if not hope lingering?
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kryptznnn Ā· 19 days ago
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š‘-Simplicity
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Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”
āžø INTERESTS; - modern!au arcane lol violet x f!reader
āžø BACKGROUND; - As time has passed you grew to become close with a great friend of yours. The two of you quickly realized your feelings for one another and eventually attempted to make a move, as Violet told you she was ready to. Of course her actions and sudden nightmares of her past showing you that wasnā€™t true.
āžø WARNINGS; - wc. roughly 2k, angst, mentions of vomiting, mentions of arguing, grief, loss, ex-lovers grief, mentions of anxiety, crying, confusion, break ups, relationships issues, mental health mentions, sexual themes mentioned, slight toxicity, communication issues, etc.
āžøa.i; - been on hiatus for a monthšŸ’” sorry guys i swear iā€™m back this time. erm also not too sure if i should make a second part to this
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Her head throbbed as she slowly made her way back to her apartment. Unsure if it was the alcohol she had consumed before with her friends or the waving anxiety that had hit her after receiving such a heavy text, whatever it was it wasnā€™t helping the churning feeling in her lower belly.
The type of feeling you get before you vomit, your face feeling hot and your throat scratchy, mouth watering on itā€™s own kind of feeling. She didnā€™t like it, just as much as she didnā€™t like cliffhangers or being stood up or lied too, she expected you of all people to understand.
She reached back into her pocket to retrieve her phone, Face ID unlocking it almost immediately before rereading your text messages to her and her responses.
[You: hey what time are you getting home, we need to talk]
[Vi: iā€™ll be back soon baby, i can step out to talk on the phone if youā€™d like]
[You: itā€™s better if I talk to you in person, Iā€™ll see you later ā¤ļø]
[Vi: alright iā€™ll make my way out now, see youā¤ļø]
You hadnā€™t responded to her message, just hearted it, which concerned her. Maybe her reactions were tired down due to the alcohol but she knew something was off, very wrong. Maybe it had to do with your work or friends, you had always talked to her about that sort of thing.
She admired it about you, how you were so willing to open up once you were comfortable with her. Even if it came to people you thought were your best friends or close, whenever they did things to push your limits and it would take ahold of your mental health you were quick to come back to your shared apartment and just blow up.
You two would have disagreements, not necessarily arguments per se. Everyone has their own opinion, and she was one to express that frequently between the two of you. Itā€™s what gave the two of you your differences that attracted what another, thatā€™s all that mattered.
Vi has never been a close minded woman, especially when it came to the people she loved. Sheā€™s passionate, caring, open, and yet so fragile, possibly too fragile. Fragile to the point where she canā€™t seem to move on from her past, as if it haunts her and forbids her from moving on.
Thereā€™s nothing wrong with the past, or being able to move on. Youā€™ve made that clear time and time over again, but mixing the past with the present was a dangerous game. It wasnā€™t expected for anything to be lost from it, other than the fact that your relationship was at stake.
It wasnā€™t subtle or simple, it started off with slight nightmares or short reminiscing of past moments. They hadnā€™t rang any heavy alarms within your head and forced as an urgency to bring them up. You knew the grief and pain of losing someone you love, itā€™s never easy. Although it slowly got easier as time began to pass the guilt would never truly leave, and it seemed to you that your girlfriend was paying the price.
As much as you tried to help her with her grief and issues it seemed the situation was harming you just as much as her. You hadnā€™t known Caitlyn, that you were honest of, but the way Vi would describe or speak of her made you question if you shouldā€™ve even agreed to be together in the first place.
You knew of soul ties and you knew of rebounds, maybe this relationship was something that the both of you needed to just realize it wasnā€™t meant to be. But it doesnā€™t make sense, you two work so well with one another, when it comes to work, assignments, communication, everything.
Everyone complimented the two of you, seen as the perfect couple that others idolized and prayed for. It felt good and it felt right, the two of you being together just made sense. It made sense to you and Vi, maybe this was just a large rock in the road you had to find out whether you should go around it or climb above it. Maybe things didnā€™t need to end between the two of you, maybe youā€™re being over dramatic.
You sat down on your carpet floors, your back against your brown couches as you heard keys enter the doorknob. The doorknob rattled softly before the door swung open, the keys being removed from its hole and the door was shut. You hadnā€™t left from your position, keeping your eyes glued to the TV with the remote gently in your lap.
No words were shared between the two of you, Vi only made her way over to you after tossing her keys on the table beside you. She crouched down and sat beside you, her head resting against your shoulder before wrapping her arms around you.
ā€œMissed youā€ she trailed off, you could practically feel the smile in her voice as she said it. A faint smell of light alcohol and the cologne you had bought her for Christmas mixing together hit your nose, making your face contort softly.
ā€œMissed you tooā€¦ how was it?ā€ You asked, now removing the remote from your lap and looking over to her slightly to see that large smile you had predicted on her face. Guilt churned in your chest, thereā€™s no way you could do this to her, not now.
As she went on and on about her night and how she got Loris to get a girls number at the bar you couldnā€™t help but get lost in your own thoughts. You began to question if this was even the best possible outcome for this situation. It was just one issue in your relationship, it wasnā€™t that big of a deal, or at least thatā€™s what you tried telling yourself to calm down.
It was a big deal, especially with how much it hurt you, not even emotionally but mentally. It was as if you had competition for your girlfriend and your own happiness and peace. Would you be willing to sacrifice all of the good memories and love the two of you shared for years over an obstacle?
But it wasnā€™t just an obstacle, it was your girlfriendā€™s ex-girlfriend, her dead ex-girlfriend. Listening to Vi say her name in her sleep through her nightmares was enough to keep you up all night, or leave earlier than usual to go to work and just sit in your car in the parking lot and just cry softly to yourself. Nothing about this was normal and none of it was okay.
Regardless of the outcome or what you decide you would end up hurt in the end. Was it really worth it to make Vi go through it all as if she wasnā€™t going through enough already? Itā€™s not fair to add more onto what she was already carrying, itā€™s just brutal.
You arenā€™t sure for how long she had stopped talking but eventually she had, now removing her head from your shoulder and sitting to look up at you. Raising a brow at you as if she was waiting for you to say something, before you could she repeated her statement.
ā€œWhat did yā€™wanna talk about?ā€ She asked you, sitting criss crossed beside you. You could see the anxiety washed against her face, maybe it was the suspense or cool tension in the air, but she had sobered up pretty quickly.
You turned your attention back to the TV before pausing your movie, gripping the remote and looking down into your lap. You could feel her eyes on you, a hand reaching out softly to your knee, as if to give you reassurance.
She loves you, she loves you with every fiber in her body. If there was one thing she swore to do no matter what it was to protect you and keep you underneath her wing. For all thatā€™s happened to her before, all of the people shes lost before to make you you hadnā€™t ended up as any of them.
Ironically however she had even been teaching you to fight, and had you take boxing classes just because. You would train with her from time to time and would have a taser in your purse or work bag in case of emergencies. She was protective to both of your likings and wasnā€™t too harsh or pushy.
Shes always been gentle with you, no matter how rough she may seem or be with the world she wasnā€™t that way with you. She loved the way your hair would frame your face, or how you would attempt to hide any moles on your face with makeup. She loved your smile and your lips, or how youā€™d stand and stare off into the bathroom mirror plucking at your eyebrows before getting dizzy.
She loved how you made her see things differently that she hadnā€™t before, or even tried to understand when she was with Caitlyn. She liked how the two of you had taken one anotherā€™s hobbies, and how you were an artist. She had always seen a quote on social media that real ā€œOh to be loved by an artistā€, she just never understood the true matters of it before meeting you.
She knew she couldnā€™t draw or paint, especially not well, but she loved how whenever she would draw the two of you together youā€™d laugh. Youā€™d laugh to the point where youā€™d collapse on the floor in tears, complaining of your cheeks and stomach tightening. She wanted to fish that reaction out of you over and over again.
No matter how stupid they were or how much it was easy to laugh at them you never hesitated to frame them and put them up. She was quick to send you anything from socials whenever it reminded her of you, and quite frankly everything reminds her of you, so youā€™d be texted very frequently.
As of now however all of that was on the table and at stake, the weight and fate of your relationship was in your hands. You shook your head slightly as you felt your emotions getting the best of you, immediately building up and your eyes begin to sting from the tears that pricked up in the corners before perking your head up.
ā€œViā€¦ā€ you paused, chewing on your bottom lip softly before continuing. ā€œI think that we should take a small breakā€¦go through and focus on ourselves.ā€ You stated, now looking up at her, her eyes widening before pausing.
ā€œWhy? Is there something I did wrong? I thought we were okay, we were jsā€™ laughing and all over each other before I left. Did something happen?ā€ She questioned, genuine concern now bubbling in her chest as she scooted closer to you, attempting to scan your face for something, anything that foul give her an answer.
ā€œYouā€™re just going through a lot, especially with your past, and I know this will be really good for us, good for you.ā€ You said, emphasizing the last part as if attempting to reassure yourself about your decision. Your sudden soft and fragile demeanor was immediately changed when your earned a scoff from her however.
ā€œAnd since when are you making decisions for me? About what I want, especially if itā€™s a break in our relationship?ā€ She asked, now withdrawing her hand from your knee and placing in her lap. You only sucked in a tight breath before speaking back to counter her words.
ā€œI just thought it would be good for you, and for me. Right now your health isnā€™t at the best and itā€™s obvious that a break might help. We can still talk and be friends until itā€™s over, but right now I donā€™t know if I can-ā€œ
ā€œThis is about Caitlyn, right? Itā€™s not about anything else other than her, weā€™re fine and clear in every other situation, itā€™s just her. Itā€™s always been her right?ā€ She asks, her tone laced with sarcasm and anger. You only agree with her claim, placing your head in your hand before sighing.
ā€œYouā€™re not over her.ā€ You state, now looking up at your girlfriend before watching her cross her arms and roll her eyes at you. You had expected this, the atmosphere to shift and her words becoming spiky, the best you could do is take it. ā€œYour nightmares are getting too much for you, and I donā€™t know if you realized it but itā€™s taking ahold on me too.ā€ You say, now looking into her eyes and attempting to grasp her hands with yours.
She pauses for a second before placing her hands in yours, cupping them slightly before taking a deep breath. As upset as she was regardless as before shes gentle with you, massaging your nails slightly before sniffling and speaking.
ā€œWe can talk through it like we always have, you shouldā€™ve told me instead of letting it build up. If thereā€™s something happening with me yā€™need to talk to me ā€˜bout it first..ā€ she started, smiling softly before wiping underneath your eyes, catching your tear before it falls. ā€œYouā€™re my girlfriend, and I love you no matter what, yā€™know that, but I canā€™t help you or agree with what youā€™re saying if you wonā€™t communicate with me.ā€ She adds on, now taking her hand back and placing it back with yours.
ā€œWhen youā€™re ready, we can do this again-ā€œ
ā€œIā€™m ready now, Iā€™ve always been ready for you. I know I have troubles with my past, but you love me regardless of it. When Iā€™m with you iā€™m only focused on the present and future we could have, please baby.ā€ She cut you off, practically pleading with you in a gentle yet quick manner. Tears now streaming down her left cheek as yours now trickled down off your chin into your lap.
ā€œIā€™m hurting Vi, this isnā€™t something easy to get over like we have everything before. Sheā€™s a piece of you that I have to work with and understand alone if Iā€™ll be able to handle.ā€ You say, slightly standing your ground as you removed your hands from Viā€™s now wiping your face before taking a deep breath again.
She looked at you as if you were her last resource of life, and honestly to her you were. She couldnā€™t fall asleep without you beside her, your voice echoing her mind continuously, the scent of the perfume youā€™d wear for the day intoxicating her.
The same lips she placed kisses upon and heard moans of her name from when you two made love to one another were now deceiving her. The body she grew fond of and always kept her hands on was now being taken away from her. The eyes she knew to only hold tears from laughter or overstimulation from the secrets sheā€™d share to you through sex now looked at her in a way of repulse.
The hands that she trusted to trail along her body and see her past all of her scars, piercings, and tattoos were now pulled away from her. You canā€™t leave her, not now, not ever, not after everything shes been through. If you loved your partner at all and had any sense of dignity left in you for her you wouldnā€™t leave her. This conversation would die right here and it would all end.
ā€œY/n, babe, please. Donā€™t leave me, you promised me, we promised each other. After all weā€™ve done and everything weā€™ve been through in these nearly 2 years, your gonna throw it all away? Is this really something to break up with me for?ā€ She asked, desperation in her voice as she sunk her head down.
You sat and thought for a moment, taking in her points and your own beliefs. She was right, although the communication between the two of you was some what clear you were genuinely lacking in that category, and the two of you were aware it wasnā€™t necessarily your fault, and you were working through it. A little effort goes a long way if given the time to progress however.
But you knew you had to be strong, for her and yourself. Although itā€™s hard to push past it all itā€™s always been a battle of you placing others over yourself, no matter how much it hurts. This time you had to listen to your own heart and what you yearned for or wanted. What you believed your body was truly capable of and what your body, mind, and heart would permit you to do. You sniffled softly as you now held a bright smile on your face, wiping her face as she wore a hopeful smile before you spoke.
ā€œIā€™m so sorry Violet.ā€
Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”Ė–ā—›āŗā‘…ā™”
āœ“šŸ•· please do not copy, plagiarize, edit, or translate any works submitted by me. all works are originated and all other pictures used within those works are online images. thank you!! @kryptznnn
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stevetonyweekly Ā· 8 months ago
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SteveTony Weekly - May 19 - Week 20
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Hi friends! My daughter's graduation activities start today (!!!!) and in anticipation of an extremely busy week, I asked @meidui to pinch hit with a guest rec list. Check out her fantastic recs, say hi, and before sure to comment/kudos the fic you enjoy!
Therapy Works (if your therapist isn't a Hydra agent)Ā by @16woodsequ
Tony accidentally stumbles onto the fact that Steve isn't holding things together quite as well as he makes it look. As awkward as it is at first, Tony's been there, and he finds himself reaching out to him.
But the more he tries to push past Steve's walls the more he realises just how deep his issues go. And they all seem to be pointing in one direction.
Should he really be surprised to find SHIELD is at the root of it?
My Thoughts: in sequ we trust when it comes to steve whump!! poor steve is all messed up from shield's abuse and has a list of psychological/emotional issues longer than his pre-serum ailments, and the way it shows is SO SO SO detailed and devastating and believable, and tony being tony is trying to mend what's broken. this is being updated every thursday until it's done and there's so much meat in every chapter that even if you don't usually read wips, this is 100% worth following along šŸ„ŗ
Just for the ConversationĀ by @msermesth
Tony's fine. He's back on the Avengers, Steve seems to have forgiven him, and heā€™s building Resilient to change the world.
Then why is he so jealous of Steveā€™s new boyfriend?
(Or: that awkward moment when you realize you are in love with your old best friend while having a three-way with him and his boyfriend, who just happens to be your counterpart from another universe.)
My Thoughts: if you love multiverse fics like i do this is for you, it's the perfect cocktail of multiverse shenanigans šŸ˜Œ and don't worry if you haven't read any of the comics before, the author's note is very helpful and you don't need much background to enjoy jealous tony and a steve sandwich <3
Fortune Favours the BoldĀ by @bladeofthenebula27
Omega Steve Rogers is betrothed to an old rich alpha nearly three times his age, and decides on an act of passionate rebellion before his wedding.
My Thoughts: neb writes the best omegaverse fics ever so you automatically cannot go wrong, but the mistaken identity in this fic is so pleasing and steve's internal dialogue is >>>
When It Comes to TryingĀ by @softanticipation
Steve is weird about food. Tony takes notice.
(Or, because I was once told that whenever characters share food together, it means something.)
My Thoughts: i love rereading this fic and it hits the spot every time <3 it starts in the shawarma restaurant post-battle of new york and doesn't shy away from how tony gradually goes from ""disdain"" to adoration and steve adjusts slowly and fits in better with the team, and there's flirting and steve is so sweet and tony gets so gentle with him!! and the focus on food is executed so well i want to eat the whole fic
late night talkingĀ by @omg-just-peachy
Steve realizes he can't sleep without the light of the arc reactor.
My Thoughts: if you look up "comfort fic" in the dictionary all 700 words of this fic is there!! the established relationship is established relationshipping and clingy steve waiting on tony is so sweet šŸ„ŗ
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sansxreaderbraindump Ā· 1 year ago
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Stored Away Headcanon pt 1
If the Sans's found out about your old fanfiction and drawings UNDERSWAP! SANS He found out by finding a certain shoe box in your room, at first he thought "wowie new shoes!" but what he opened instead was slightly crumpled papers. He was a bit disappointed of not getting shoes but was curious on what was written on the mysterious papers. "A LITTLE READING SHOULDN'T HURT" oh boy he didn't know what he was going into. he saw his own nickname with "x [name]" he was ecstatic to see his very own fanfiction about him and you, but when he starting reading the romantic parts of you and him dating. He couldn't help but swoon at the drawings and dating scenarios between you and him, it could have some rewriting but overall he loves it. he was giggling and kicking his feet when your character kissed him! (he had to set it down to hide his flustered face and giggles) * WOWIE I DIDNT KNOW THE HUMAN HAD SUCH PASSIONATE LOVE FOR ME! I SHOULD TAKE THEM ON A DATE!! While he was reading the 2016 fanfiction, you rushed in and to your horror you see Swap reading your old fanfics. Quickly, You snatched the papers and fanart away from him. You screeched as quiet as you can, questioning Swap. "Why are you in my room!" * I WAS TRYING TO FIND YOU! BUT YOU WERENT IN YOUR DOMAIN BUT I WAS CAPTIVATED BY THIS BOX! "HOW MUCH DID YOU READ!?" * EVERYTHING!! AND HUMAN I MUST SAY, I DIDNT KNOW YOU HAD SUCH STRONG FEELINGS FOR ME!! CAN'T SAY I BLAME YOU" Your world shattered and you crumpled into the floor, groveling into your self loathing and embarrassment with the papers spread out on the floor. You felt like your going to die any second now, you don't wanna even look at him therefore you tug your hoodie strings to hide your face, muffling a question to Swap. "Are you disgusted with me?" * DISGUSTED!?!? Swap immediate lift you by the arm pits and proudly stated. * HUMAN TO THINK YOU WOULD WRONGLY GUESS ME, THE MAGNIFICENT SANS BE DISGUSTED BY THESE PASSIONATE AND GENUINE WRITING!! AND I MUST PROCLAIM THAT THIS LOVE SHALL NOT BE UNREWARDED!! * HUMAN HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME AND THE OTHER ME'S? TO MAKE THINGS FAIR. "wait wut." Swap set you onto your feet to pick up your fallen fanfiction, You open your hoodie cocoon in disbelief You didn't know how to react to his statement. While you were trying to collect your mind, swap noticed there were other more fanfiction for his other "me's"! * IT SEEMS LIKE YOU HAVE MORE OF THESE LOVE LETTER FOR MY OTHER SELF'S. * WE SHOULD SHOW THEM YOUR LOVE! "WAIT WAIT WAIT NONONONO!" You try to plead with Swap but he's already out of the room. "well that's it I'm going to kill myself :/" Extras - Swap will always take care of your love letters and fanfiction. will guard it with his life. - When it is night time US! sans will always reread the fanfics. 100% will giggle like a schoolgirl because he loves it so much!
DUSTTALE! SANS - At first, he didn't believe it when Swap told him about the fanfiction that was once he was when swap showed him the papers in his face. - You in the meanwhile, finally got the energy to chase down swap but it was too late. Dust was reading it, you wanted to die all over again right now. You try to ask for him to hand it back to you, but your pleads fell silent to a murmur instead. - you went back to groveling in your self loathing and embarrassment again. all he did was silently read your 2016 fanfiction, you can't see what expression he was wearing by his hood and was uncomfortable by how silent he was. You thought about the negative reaction he was going to show but he didn't.... - instead he carefully fold the papers with care and silently stored it in his hoodie pocket and then gone back to what he was doing before.
".....huh?" *SEE, HUMAN! I KNEW HE WAS GOING TO LOVE IT! (alr im going leave it off here. i will make a pt2 with fell, horror, and snas headcanon reaction later so yea hope u like this one :p)
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kisaraslover Ā· 1 year ago
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DO U HAVE ANY BLUESHIPPING FIC REC?????PLEASENIMSTARVINGKSKSKKS
anon kskkasak ITS FINE ILL SAVE YOU OK? here goes:
Scenes from a Kaiba Marriage and Temptation by my blueshipping queen @kisara-kaiba as the opening. the peak of modern life blueshipping fluff, very lovesick, when im reading them its heart full, head empty. youre gonna be lucky to start them now cuz ill be rereading and drawing scenes from them this weekšŸ‘€. itll be like premium fanfic reading.
Enjambment -> this fic might be the single best written blueshipping fic by the virtue of MIRRORING their encounter in ancient Egypt beat by beat, including BOTH of their character arcs and the netflix show vibe of suspense and the sharp, cold and bleak setting is chefs kiss. changed my brain chemistry. still one of my favorite portrayals of Kisara.
Maiden with Eyes of Blue -> Sometimes time needs to slow down and a single scene should be a character study/ hashing out of things you needed acknowledged by canon, the situation is ESPECIALLY dire for Seto Kaiba as ive made my feelings on his writing known many times. This is it. Kisara isnt reincarnated in this one though, but her love for him can be felt in the air. Ngl you could just incorporate this into post canon and it would be fine. canon compliant+ canon enriching.
Shades of Water, Ice, and Sky -> I'm skimming through each fic to see what they were about and i just gotta say: why so heart-wrenching if so short?? theyre in love your honor.
Their Promise: Book I -> ok gonna be honest w you i havent finished this one and the main reason is that i cant go past the SPECTACULAR first chapter. ive started and failed to draw it in its entirety. i open it, i chew on the first chapter like a rabid dog, i close it more often than not. the second reason is it has a lot more angst and heartbreak than most blueship fics do and im weak to that sort of thing. still, if we follow their ancient egypt encounter beat by beat, which is a fantastic way of following and enriching the canon, their first meeting needs to be as kids with him saving her from a cage. chefs kiss.
who are you? -> JUST the right amount of Seto Kaiba immediate fixation obsession on Kisara (which means insanely obsessed)
You Will Crave Your Ancient Roots -> this is so good and so heartbreaking man. Seto and Atem are shot back into ancient Egypt and Seto is only able to slightly alter the events around Kisara. hes fated to fall for that woman every single time and *starts sobbing*
Ancient Rules -> all i gotta say is this Seto Kaiba gives me brainworms. hes chuck full of Passion and Cockiness and Insanity. blueshippers sometimes take out his insanity. he is very unsettling here i love it. Kisara is truly at his mercy..
never forget your first dream -> fem!Set and Kisara in ancient Egypt, this story twists more than just Seto's gender. im a yuri seto truther so its great to have written proof of it. jokes aside, very well characterized Set and Kisara, rich writing.
One in Forty -> pretty short but this one fundamentally changed how i viewed Kisara's canon influence over BEWD cards and her constant and unbendable favor around Seto. canon compliant + canon enriching.
ok so these are the cream of the crop for ME personally, might have forgotten some in my other folders, i might have missed reading some, its probably not all encompassing. but frankly ive liked and saved fics for a single resounding line, single funny joke, one interesting implication about the story or the characters the author wrote up so in my heart theyre all worth checking out, always. fanfic writers are carrying this ship on their backs and theyre all 9 ft tall and im just walking around them, clearing the path, giving them a sip of water and snacks etc. so THANK YOU BLUESHIPPING AUTHORS I LOVE YOUUUUUU
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sotwk Ā· 5 months ago
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Hello, you wonderful, thoughtful, sneaky busybody! Iā€™ve read the letter that you snuck into my roomā€”in fact I may have read and reread it until my eyes went crossed. I can hardly believe you took such risks for me, spying on Lord Eomer and taking his private writingā€”but Iā€™m certainly glad you did.
Grateful as I am, I have another favor to ask of youā€”though I know youā€™ll accept gladly, given your love for meddling in other peopleā€™s business. I have a letter for Lord Eomerā€”oh, Bema help me, I knew youā€™d be insufferably smug about it. Yes, you were rightā€”youā€™ve been right all along! Are you happy now?Ā 
I know what youā€™ll ask next, and yes. If you must, you can take a peekā€”I suppose I owe you that much, since you were the one who brought me his letter in the first place. Just make sure he gets this, wonā€™t you? I wonā€™t be able to rest until he does.
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Lord Eomer,
Last night, my friend gave me a curious gift: a letter, crumpled, torn, and painstakingly pieced back together. A letter written and nearly destroyed by your own hand. I do hope you can forgive her actionsā€”for my part, I have never been more grateful for her meddling.
I was determined Forgive my penmanship. My hands have not stopped shaking since I read your words.
I was determined to speak to you at once. Iā€™d decided to sneak to the Golden Hall and throw pebbles at your window until you awoke. Would you believe that Iā€™d donned my cloak and had a foot out the door, with no thought that midnight had long since passed, when my mother caught me and herded me to bed like an errant foal? Trapped in my room as I was, I resolved to write to you instead.
I slept not at all.Ā 
For months, I have endured the attention of the suitors my parents paraded before me. Foolish man, had you made known even a word of that letter to me, I would have sent them all away without a second thought!
I amā€”I was resigned to do my duty to my family. But you cannot think I wanted to marry one of those men! If ever I smiled at them, I was thinking of you. If ever I looked attentively at them, I was studying their faces seeking some trace of you.Ā 
I underst Ā Bema, my quill grows unsteady again. You cannot know what your words have done to me.
I understand your reservations, truly. But I am of a mind with your cousin, that our duties need not rule us entirely. Nor must they be the enemy of our hearts.
Do you recall the midsummer feast last year, when you asked me to dance? We spoke afterwards in the garden below the north balcony. I donā€™t recall a word of our conversation, for you had kissed the back of my hand when our dance was done and I could think of nothing else. You must have known how your touch would haunt me, how I would drive myself mad with thoughts of how your lips might ā€”Ā 
Bema, I am not myself this morning! But there, you see? I do not cross out words in regret, not when I mean them.Ā 
I will be waiting in that garden tonight, at sundown. If you have the courage to stand by the words you tried so desperately to destroyā€”if, Bema help me, you are as seized by your passions as you claimā€”you will meet me there. I make no demands of you. Only that you speak the truth to me, without reservation, as I am doing now.Ā 
Enough of prudence, enough of patience! What good have those miserable words ever done us?
I don't know if you will receive this letter in time (don't know how legible it will be, I have never scrawled so fast in my life), but even with the hour being late, I HAD to write and reassure you that:
I survived reading it, though it got hairy there for a second, my poor heart was not ready.
I delivered the letter.
I did more spy-work and lingered in the halls all morning until I was sure Eomer had returned to his rooms and found it.
I got caught. No, no, not by him, thank Bema. By the other one.
No worries, I handled it. He went all high and mighty, telling me I "should not meddle so much", but he didn't rat me out right there. He went into Eomer's room and chatted with him for a good while. Alas, door was too thick for me to hear a peep. Why are these doors so damn heavy.
I managed to corner him later on, but he wouldn't confirm anything other than that Eomer read your words. I then rushed off to get this note to you, but I'm gonna run back to talk Theodred's ear off until he spills everything. I don't care if he is the Prince. I know for a fact that he meddles as much as I do if not more, that sweet hypocrite.
Please just show up in the garden as you said you would and this would all be worth it I'm sure. I'll meet you on the other side, girl! GO GO GO!!!
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Tagging parties who are probably interested in this crazy drama: @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras @morethantheycansay @emmanuellececchi @celeluwhenfics
For the other confused readers:
The "Anon" who wrote the gorgeous letter in response to my own "Letter from Eomer" is actually the incredibly talented @scyllas-revenge. It started as a letter writing Ask Game, and is now blowing up into a co-written Eomer x unnamed OC fic.
I've posted my work of Eomer's letter as a ficlet on Ao3 called "A Salvaged Letter", but now I'm probably expanding that into a SMALL multi-part fic. We'll see. Now that I've pulled my beloved Theodred into it, it's hard to resist the urge to write more.
Oh, and the busybody gossipy friend will definitely be an OC self-insert of yours truly. Shamelessly, I'm doing that.
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Hey, I just wanna say I'm so sorry about the hate you got from Ghoap haters on Skin Deep. I absolutely loved it when it was just a one-shot and loved it even more when you expanded on it. I'm sorry those people made you lose interest in something you were passionate about, in something that was beautiful, in something that filled you (and a lot of us) with joy.
I understand Ghoap x Reader isn't everyone's cup of tea, but I honestly can't fathom spewing hatred at a *writer* because they chose to take *their own writing* in another direction. There are literally thousands of amazing fics with just Ghost x Reader that do not stray into Ghoap territory. And besides, you warned and tagged the sequal appropriately. I also understand that it might hurt or sting if a piece of work you enjoy deviate into "unwanted territory", that it might feel like "betrayal", but that's when you click off and find another work that's more suited to your taste. Or, hell, even write a work of your own. Fanfiction writers are out here doing God's work because they want to, not because they get paid and have to.
All that is to say, thank you for posting it, thank you for keeping it up despite the bad apples in this community, thank you for allowing us that love it to keep rereading it and gushing over it <3
This was so very kind. In the briefest defense of the anons, I did not tag appropriately at firstā€”namely because I wasnā€™t sure if it was going to end up being Ghoap/reader or just Ghoap + ghost/reader, but I should have given some type of warning for the direction we were heading.
Regardless, they were some real assholesā€” but Iā€™m so over it; everyone has been so nice and understanding. Iā€™m even going to read over the 6ish k that I had for the third chapter tonight and see whatā€™s up. Maybe taking a week off will have given me some crucial distance.
Anyway thank you so much for this sweet message, I appreciated it šŸ©¶šŸ©¶
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nectardaddy Ā· 8 months ago
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loved - inumaki toge
cw: pure unbridled angst, hurt no comfort, language, non-committal relationship, self loathing, kinda short
notes: repetitive statements/words done purposefully, I swear I adore this man but I do him so dirty, request by anon here, dude I swear I'm writing a happy one too with the same request - because I really did just take it and run with it
'You know I loved you, right?' 'I know. I'm so sorry.'
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Inumaki Toge was a bastard of a man. A handsome, violet eyed, lovable bastard.
You were never one to fall so easily, so hard, and so full throttled it made your heart ache in your chest. You always told yourself you wouldn't, you couldn't, you would never cater to the thought of love. Love was a selfish emotion that made one weak, causing a person to make rash and, out right, stupid decisions.
But the cursed speech user made it so god damn easy. Every smile, every breath, every text, every brush of skin. It was hard not to fall in love with him.
You hated him for it.
Loathed every fiber of his being, every atom and vessel that made the young man who he was - you despised it. How dare he make you feel such things. How dare he make your heart jump to your throat when he complimented you, how dare he steal your very breath with such a closeness that made your skin scorched, and how dare he say he never loved you at all.
Covering your mouth as not to choke on your own sobs, you swallowed harshly. Rereading messages through blurry, tear ridden, eyes, you couldn't help but feel naive. So young, but so ludicrous when it came to such a heavy emotion, your heart wrenched at such a feeling that wasn't reciprocated.
'Will something ever come of this?'
'Probably not.'
'You know I loved you, right?'
Loved. Past tense. As if using it in a way that made it feel abandoned was easier, you still were feverishly in love with him. Even after he took your heart within his palms, caring and nurturing for it at one time, before ultimately handing it back - fractured and broken.
Should you have seen this coming? Were you really so blinded by infatuation you had missed the signs? Quite the opposite. Toge was kind, compassionate, loving. Whisking you away into emotions you had sworn off for you years, making you weak at the knees from touch or kiss alone.
He would touch you, every brush of his skin sending shockwaves throughout because it was always so gentle, so affectionate. Hold your hand, linking fingers together as a means of comfort. Kiss you, lips soft and so full of passion it made you dizzy. Until he didn't - until it all came crashing down.
You couldn't tell the catalyst within his own turning mind, you didn't bother asking why. Your heart gripped you by your throat and squeezed, further information as to the unrequited love would suffocate you further.
Unrequited was far from the true reason, as infatuated as he was, such a heavy emotion gnashing at his heart until there was simply nothing left. He couldn't find the kindness within his very soul anymore to love, to care, to foster such an emotion. Such a feeling of regard couldn't be found anymore, giving into the lack there of once his mind was set. He could never love you, as he couldn't even utter the words. He could never love you, as he couldn't speak to it. He could never love you, because speaking his desires meant mindless fellowship, or your demise. It tore his heart until it slipped entirely from his fingers.
So you both lit a match, and held a candle in mourning to the thought.
'I know. I'm so sorry.'
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@inumakis-boo @inumakisser
lol we really just be writing these for ourselves and others just happen to enjoy them too
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