for a little positivity on the tl!!! share your favorite stayblr accounts or fics that you think deserve more recognition (it can even be your own!!)
I'll start!! this hyunjin fic (the world does not exist at night by @hyu7eii ) might be the best hyune fic I've ever read and it's so underrated, just pure poetry
nothing, everything by @inniejeonginnie, very human and realistic, love cannot make you feel better instantly but it is the light at the end of the tunnel and this portrayed it perfectly
X marks the spot where we fall apart by @nicolagreta soo angsty it made me so sad :( like i physically felt it in my bones
on the same angsty note there is marry me by @liknws AND IT WRECKED ME. so beautifully written but in an achy way. very delicious pain
burden by @ellestray and it's one of the most accurate representation of han I've ever read, the dialogue is so mature yet so beautiful. i loved it so muchhh
everything by @sugrlamb THE REASSURANCE IS EVERYTHING IN THIS ONE, i need this specific seungmin.
special by @amelee23 this is different than usual skz pieces on here but it's so heartfelt and raw and the love is very pure in it, i loved it, a very fitting title
the mini love letter series by @agi-ppangx , FIRST such a cute concept, second the emotional rollercoaster from fluffy to angsty has me in a chokehold. (op i promise I'll reblog with my full thoughts soon!!!)
and i need more ppl to read butterfly bandage by @subskz , labyrinth by @soobnny and forgive me for what I haven't done by @rachalixie . I'll never stop shouting my love for these fics they're so perfectly written, like pure art, like i can't believe I'm reading this for free type of writing
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Look I like Roger enough, I understand what he represents and I generally don’t think he was a bad dude. I do however think he was shit at interpersonal relationships because, what the fuck. Whitebeards crew is infinitely more well adjusted and I’d say he arguably had the more traumatic death.
Like what even, what kind of planning leads a 53 year old man to sire a child knowing he is dying of an incurable illness and is about to turn himself in to be excuted by the marines where he will cause so much chaos it is literally still turning the world on its head 22 years later. He knew he was going to cause so much of a stir that he literally disbanded his crew and told them to spread far and wide to keep them safe. Because he knew the marines would hunt them far and wide But yet he still brought a baby into the world. Babe. What the fuck? What even is that? What was the thought process. I sincerely hope it was an accident and not a deliberate attempt to bring about a new era.
Because if so babe I need to see the recipe or I’m afraid we can never let you cook again
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Jouno hated Tecchou. From the first time they had met.
That was it. That’s all there was. Hate mixed with a deep enamoration from the latter.
He was surpringly easy to hate as well. from his insufferable food combinations to his borderline idiotic habits, like staring at Jouno for example. Jouno absolutely loathed the way he could feel Tecchous curious stare follow his hands, or the sway of his cape, or any number of other assorted things his idiotic eyes might’ve gotten fixated on.
Jouno had no reason to be stared at, sure he had plenty to be perceived and even to be feared by criminals. If anything he made his personality fairly obvious and justifiable to stay away from, he gleefully provided plenty of reasons. But none to justifiably recieve a gaze so soft and curious as tecchous.
It burned him a little more each and every time he felt the familiar gaze crawling on his skin.
Jouno hated Tecchou.
Tecchou did not hate Jouno in return.
Jouno never understood why.
Tecchou already knew quite a bit about him, from his background to the meeting that allowed Jouno into the Hunting Dogs. Mostly things shared over drinks that Tecchou never seemed to forget.
All he provided could be used in very effective case against Jouno, and yet all he was ever met with were the feelings of lingering stares as his cape billowed about, or while small white starnds of hair brushed against his cheek in the wind.
He never understood it, perhaps he never would. Annoying..
For now he was content with hating Tecchou for as long as it took for him to hate him back.
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