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[unknownersirius]

Putting the Neo Arcadia AU on pause for a bit and gonna work on a story where Iris and Colonel survive X4. :)

[thewingedwolf]

@princessnijireiki like none of these characters are even IN first class and they’re all wildly out of character ANYWAY, so maybe if they had approached it as “this is magneto’s world we’re all just living in it” and put some effort into writing xavier, james mcavoy could have done something besides completely phoning it in when he’s not on screen with fassbender lmao.

ESPECIALLY because the next few movies are still pulling from magneto storylines HEAVILY or making sure to shove him into the climax because they KNOW he’s the draw like why do we not just focus on the character everyone is actually interested in!!!!!

[rikusuriuri]

tftstst favorite details w the ventures. brock telling the family to scatter (to safety) when the black hearts attack & rusty staying right beside him . brock telling the boys he doesnt love them & that they're just a job and the boys (or at least hank, but assuming both of them bc dean greets him cheerfully when he calls) knowing he's lying and he does love them and that they are a family . also brock immediately feeling bad that that's what he had to say to them to get them to safety . "does brock ever tell you what to do?" & them saying yeah sometimes , ik this is probably in reference to safety/bodyguard stuff but i think it's cute in a paternal sense too just bc i know he tells them to do chores or go to bed on time or get in their PJs and come say goodnight etc , he really is their second dad . Brock's concern when he sees Hank talking to Le Teur & the way he tells him to get away from him & immediately checking to make sure he didnt hurt Hank even though the assassins really dont care about the Ventures . more serious stuff is brock giving up going on the run & fighting bc he realizes the Ventures can't handle it/he doesnt wanna put them through that & also brock immediately abandoning his plan when he sees the clone slugs on the battlefield & every time in prev eps where he is very insistent on protecting the boys and keeping them alive (his specific worry in I Know Why the Caged Bird Kills when he thinks they're dead in a dumpster & his profound relief that they're not) even though they have backup clones (even going as far as to focus on rescuing them in Victor. Echoe. November. rather than Rusty (who does not have clone backups))

[leslie057]

teaming up to do outdoor christmas lights is a great rite of passage for any young couple

[no1ryomafan]

You haven’t experienced peak autism hyperfixation on something until you have a interest that’s a franchise with multiple iterations and you learn every single thing about each one of them- but among the multiple series you maybe finished like one yet you talk about the others as if you had all the time in the world or the strong interest to go through all of them and not just consume one of them over and over.

[pausegame]

I love video games where I can have one hand to hold my cup of coffee or tea as I play. I love action-adventure games and the satisfaction of finishing a challenge but I also love my snackies and drinks during an evening of unwinding or a weekend in.

[dead-flight]

sorry, thought i could let you go / oneshot -> lowkey feral!needy!fwb!simon x reader ; request by @codreblogs

cw: p in v, fwb, mating press, biting, clothes ripping x1, oral, fingering, possession, desperation, "slut"

It was casual. He promised. But it wasn't really all that casual with his hand around your waist, posessively, like he owned you. It wasn't casual with his breath ghosting down your neck, his fingers trailing down the marks he'd left where you couldn't just cover it up with the collar of your shirt.

It wasn't casual, the way his eyes lingered over your body, drinking you in like you were the most saccharine honey he'd had the pleasure of tasting.

But it didn't matter what he did. Didn't matter how he grunted 'Mine' as he speared you down his length - it didn't matter. What mattered was that it was casual. It wasn't exclusive, he made that clear. Simon didn't do feelings.

You were okay with it. Friends with benefits, even if it wasn't healthy.

Before anything, however - you were friends. So you came to his texts, sending him pictures of your pretty little dress, notched just high enough for him to see the curve of your thighs. You were teasing him without even realising, and that's what pissed him off. It pissed him off more, though, when you told him what the occasion was - a fancy little date somewhere off at some five star resturaunt with a guy you'd just met.

He could do better. You could do better.

But Simon had pride. So he told you that you looked pretty, sent you on your way with a bitter 'Good luck.'

It's late into the night, when there's a knock on the door of his shithole apartment. He's sat on his couch, one leg strewn on the side, the other dangling off - he sits like a dad on his sixth beer. That wouldn't be too far off, but his eyes absently follow some news channel, listening to the reporter prattle on and on about some car crash on the highway.

He gets up with a grunt, runs a hand through his messy hair, opens the door and stares at you. He's half naked, in boxers and the chains of his dog tags on his neck.

He lets you in, shuts the door behind you and locks it with a click. You slide in like you belonged there, you sit yourself on the couch where he'd been a second ago - the fabric is still warm. You don't mind, staring off into the distance. "Ay, you look like he gave y'some shitty head," he comments, meandering to the kitchen, pouring a glass of water in a cup that sat somewhere on his counter - it didn't really matter if he'd used it already. The two of you had shared more than a little saliva.

He hands you the cup as you rub your eyes. "Didn't get to that part yet," you reply, your voice steady. You stare at the rug. There's a few stains. You're pretty sure you're the cause of one or two of them.

"Y'didn't?" he asks curiously, sits down right beside you, manspreads like he doesn't care. He doesn't.

"No," you reply quietly, run a hand through your hair. You'd curled it just for this occasion. Fuck that.

"Why? He's terrible company?" he leans back, makes himself comfortable and grabs the remote, shutting the TV off and silencing the news.

"No. He was nice," you sigh, tilting your head. "Just thought I could do better."

That's what Simon thought too. If only he knew how to voice it to you. Hell, he thought a lot of things about your date. A blue-collar guy, honorable, no criminal record... Simon knew he'd be good. A real keeper, if you were attracted to him enough.

But you weren't. Because as much as you denied it, you felt more for Simon. More than what he thought was possible, with you.

"Fuckin' hell," Simon sighs, sliding down from the couch. He pulls off your heels, places them aside, kisses your knees. Like he knew what you needed. You didn't even have to ask.

"I think he wanted more," you sigh, "He offered to let me come to his place, but I said no."

Simon's fingers trail up your thighs. They push your dress up, study the lacy pair of underwear you had underneath, as if you were prepared to actually get intimate with your date. Or maybe you just hoped Simon would stop you in time.

"Mm. Didn't ask again, did he? Didn't pressure you?" he rests his cheek against the inside of your thigh, his fingers toying with the gusset of your panties. You make no attempt to shove him away, only draw your fingers through his hair, still mildly damp from a recent shower.

"No," you say. "He was fine."

But you honestly don't know why you didn't come with him. Until you look down, stare into those eyes that stare back at you with protectiveness. Like he's angry that you even considered going without him. But he's not angry at you, no - he's angry that he thought it'd be okay if he let you go.

It wasn't. He turns his head to the side, bites your thigh. Sinks his teeth in, leaves a mark. He ignores the noise you make, the stifled gasp as your hand tightens in his hair.

His hand tightens around the fabric of your panties, tugs it off. He's on you like a slobbering mutt, his hands spreading you wide for him, moving to your ass to pull you closer to the edge of the couch, right against his lips where he gives a long, firm suck to your clit.

You're collapsing like dead weight against him, your body falling slack at the immediate pleasure. His fingers dig into you sharply, like the imprints of his fingernails might make you his. He whispers then, right against you, a soft mutter, "Fuckin' cunt's all mine..." and it isn't a question, it's a statement.

It's him knowing he's fucked you up for anyone else, and that you're perfectly fine with that.

Your hips press up against him, clit bumping his nose every time you jolt as he swipes a thick tongue between your folds. He eats like he's starved, like he's erasing the idea of someone else taking care of you from your brain. He's rough, uncaring, laying claim to your skin.

He works you up, his lips nipping at your inner thighs while a hand snakes up, his thumb pressing with mild force against your clit, offering no reprive from his aggressive touch. He slips his middle finger in, leans up to whisper against your belly, "Fuckin'... do your dates fuck... fuck y'like this?"

You shake your head, mewling as his fingers graze the softest part of your gummy walls, his lips kissing up your body. He's soft where necessary, rough around the edges, and overwhelming. He pulls his fingers out of you, ignoring the desperate buck your hips give as you chase him--he tugs his boxers off, throws them to the side. They land somewhere on the carpet, forgotten. He kisses up your neck, his hand moving to your chin, pulling your head closer. He seals his lips against yours, stuffs a greedy tongue in your mouth. It's clumsy, dirty, desperate.

Goosebumps crowd your skin as he tugs your dress over your head, pulling away to do so. He admires you like a work of art, runs his hand over the lingere you wore just in case your date with the guy went well enough for something more to happen. It pisses him off, that you wore it for someone else.

With a soft tearing sound, the lace shreds under his fingertips. He soothes your complaints with a kiss to the forehead, muttering under your skin, "M'jus' gonna buy y'some better ones, mh?"

And you nod, too lost in the hickeys he leaves across your skin, burning like brands, pleasurably so.

"Fuck, baby," he fists his cock in his hand. It's hard now, ruddy tip leaking down his thick shaft. He pulls you up by the hips, lifts you into his arms, and eases back into the couch, switching the positions so you hover over him.

He positions you over his cock, presses you down slowly, eyes watching how your greedy cunt swallows him like he was made for you. "Mine," he hisses, the sound turning into a desperate moan as you fully seat yourself over his pelvis, "Fuck."

He lets you take the lead, for a little. Watches you bounce on his cock like the princess he treats you as, delicately, carefully, and he watches how your mouth falls open in silent gasps as you tilt your head back.

But it's not enough for him. He's greedy. He flips you over again, has your back thudding against the couch, lifting your legs up to his shoulders so he can bottom out in you fully, pressing deep into your cunt.

He has you in a full mating press now, the tip of his cock pressing against you. It throbs inside you when he slows to catch his breath, and that has you clenching down on him desperately. That's the only reprive you get, as the way your walls squeeze him has him forcing himself deeper, his arms moving to stabalise himself beside your head.

"Fuck, Si," you rasp, your hand digging into his forearm, leaving marks in the muscle, "S...sffff... deep..."

"Yeah?" he grits, "Y'like that? Eh, fuckin' knew you would. Little cunt's a slut f'me."

He's getting close now, he can feel the tension in his limbs, the way his balls tighten, but he holds it back. He wants to hear you. "Mm, fuck, tell me, doll, y'ever be fucked like this? Your one nighters fill y'cunt this good?"

You shake your head, eyes glossing with pleasure - he slaps you, focuses you back on the way his eyes burn into the marks he left on your neck, "Words."

"Y...yes, Si..." you whine, squeezing down on him again, "Si, si, m'gonna cum, please..."

"Yeah? Fffffuck--... cum with me, sweet'eart, g'nna fill y'up, so y'can't leave me..."

You grip him like a lifeline. He fucks you so well, pushes every inch of his desperation deep into you. His eyes are fixed to yours as your head lolls back, your cunt squeezing on him desperately, your mind fogged over with nothing. He fills you then, spills his white pearly seed inside you, moans against you as he comes down from his high.

As he pulls out, he sits to watch it spill out of you, a small smile touching the corner of his lips. You’re covered in him, marked as his from head to toe…

He might just reconsider keeping you.

[rebouks]

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Missed call: Mom x4 Missed call: Dad x1 TEXT: Dad I swear to god Robin, I’ll stick a tracker up your ass if you don’t call back asap TEXT: Alexandruuuh the Derp Text me when u get home, tried to wake u up but u were having none of it xx … Courtney: Where’ve you been?! Robin: I stayed at a friend’s house. Courtney: And you couldn’t answer your phone to tell us that?! Robin: Sorry… [Robin shrugged lamely, he felt guilty for worrying his parents but he was far too hungover to deal with any lectures right now. He desperately needed his bed…] [Oscar narrowed his eyes as Robin avoided eye contact and sloped upstairs like a frail zombie] Oscar: He’s hungover. Courtney: Mmh. Oscar: [groans] Oughhh. Courtney: They’re gonna do this kinda thing, honey. We can’t stop them. Oscar: I know, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Ava: What kinda thing? Courtney: I’ll talk to him. Oscar: Later. Courtney: Obviously. Ava: Helloooo-.. what thiiiings?! Oscar: Things that’re gonna give me a damn aneurysm.

[x-kell-variant]

I Don't Tell You Everything

Logan Howlett x You (x1/x2 era Logan, yearning, fluff, angst, mentions of sex but no smut)

Summary: Logan is your best friend and you go over to his bedroom because you just can't sleep. He has feelings for you, but you're oblivious.

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Logan stared at you as you screamed bloody murder into his pillow. It wasn't the first time someone had done that with him in the room, only this time, it wasn't because he was connected at the hip, ravaging the sense out of whoever he decided to lay that day.

You were the first person, ever, to lay on his bed and just exist there. No ulterior motive. No sexual advancement. Just there, to scream into a pillow, at the cruelty of the universe for the phenomenon that was insomnia.

A smile quirked up on his lips as he snuffed out the cigar he was smoking not too long ago, and lay in bed next to you, waiting for you to grumble out what it was that pissed you off now. It was a weekly thing at this point, and always, at this hour, he counted down the minutes until you texted his phone and asked if he was up.

“You know," he began, warranting a light huff from you as you turned your head to look at him, "when you toss and turn like that, it disturbs the flavor of my cigar,” he teased, mischief flickering in his gaze. 

You frowned as you rolled your eyes and shifted your body until you were face to face with him, scrunching your nose at the snuffed out cigar.

“I told you not to smoke that in an enclosed space. You’re gonna set off the sprinklers,” you replied to him, knowing that he didn’t even bother to open a window. 

Classic Logan. 

A grin spread across his face. “The window was open. I closed it after I snuffed it out.”

“Bullshit.”

“Come on, Badger,” he reached over to lightly punch you on the shoulder, calling you the nickname he so cheerfully gave you when you told him you wanted a new X-Men name, “Have a little faith in me.”

Rolling your eyes, the two of you sat up together, exchanging glances. His grin faded into something more gentle, knowing that he wanted to give you a space to vent out your frustrations like you always did. Despite the hard exterior he showed to everyone else, you were the one safe place for him to unmask his soft, gooey center. It was something that surprised him too, and because of it, he knew you were something special. His best friend. His confidant. It only made sense to him to offer you a space where you could feel as safe as you made him feel too.

“Okay tell me,” he invited. “Why the long face? Which one of ‘em pissed you off today? Was it Scott?”

“No one pissed me off,” you sighed, grabbing one of his pillows to hug. “Just can’t sleep, that’s all.”

“Ah. Good ole insomnia,” he replied, tucking his legs into his chest. “You know what helped me with that back in the army?”

“What?”

A wicked smile spread across his face. “A good fuck.”

“Ew!” You shoved at his arm and he laughed, positioning himself back to a sitting position. “We’re in a school, asshole. I can’t just go around fucking anyone I want here. There are children present.”

“Come on, you’re tellin’ me you don’t think about walkin’ on over to Colossus or Storm’s door and-"

“Are you saying you do?” 

He snorted. “Have you seen Colossus?”

“Logan.”

“You seriously think everyone around you isn’t fucking around in this place?”

“I have been here longer than you, dick for brains," you reminded him, shaking your head. "Of course I know people are fucking. That does not mean I want to do that here,” you sniped, laying back down to stare up at his ceiling. 

“Point is,” he said as he lay on his side, resting his head on his hand, “the staff? We all get laid, whether it’s with each other or out in the world.”

You scrunched your nose. “Who’s we? It’s certainly not you.”

He scoffed, trying to act nonchalant with you, even if you read him like an open book. He hadn't been able to bring himself to get laid in a while, even if he knew he could charm anyone to do exactly that. At first, he couldn't really put a finger on why that was, but he noticed it more and more as the two of you started to become close friends, and though the answer was obvious to everyone else, he knew he couldn't go there. He simply wouldn't with you. You were the one good thing about being on this damn team, and he couldn't ruin it. He couldn't ruin you.

“You don’t know that,” he replied, shoving down the feeling.

“Oh come on, Logan. I know you," you teased, flaunting how well you knew your best friend. "I’d know if you were fucking someone, and the only one whose pants you wanna get into is still very married," you pointed out to him with emphasis. He blanched slightly, but you chose to ignore it. "Plus, you tell me everything.”

He blinked at the statement as if you had dropped an unclipped grenade in his open hands. It was true that he told you most things - things that he hardly or never told anyone else - you brought it out of him like that. But there is one thing that he never dared to tell you, and the more he thought about the phrase, the more it started to eat him alive.

“No I don’t,” he admitted, trying and failing to derail the conversation to go anywhere else.

“Yes you do, you can’t help it,” you teased, not even noticing the sudden hitch in his breath or the slow swallow of his suddenly dry throat. “All I have to do is slide you a beer and you run like a broken faucet. You can’t resist me, it’s embarrassing.”

That, he always knew was true. He couldn't resist you. No matter who he decided to flirt with, or who he wanted to fuck, he couldn't resist the desire to go and spend time with you instead. It terrified him - made him subdued in a way that was so unfamiliar to him that it made his stomach twist into knots every time he did so much as think about what it would be like to be wrapped around you as you slept, run his fingers down your back while you spoke, or dare he even think, to wonder what it would be like to taste your lips.

He paused for a moment, his smile fading. “Except I don’t, Badger.” He shook his head, feeling the weight of every yearning thought that clouded his mind. “I don’t tell you everything.”

The atmosphere shifted in an instant, the look on his face suddenly unreadable. There were very few times when a joke like that would affect him in this way, and due to the fact that it was rare for you to encounter one of those situations, you found yourself not knowing how to respond.

“You…don’t have to,” you settled for as a reply, suddenly feeling like you had to apologize for some reason. “I was just messing around, Logan. You have your shit, I have mine. I’m more than happy with the information you tell me. It’s why we work.”

You're right, he wanted to tell you. You're right, that is why we work. I don't have to tell you how I feel, and that's why I get to keep you. I don't get to mess up your life like I did everyone else's.

That seemed to fix the awkward shift as he chuckled and looked away.

“Probably for the best,” he admitted, his eyes flickering back up to you. 

Tilting your head with a cheeky grin, you asked, “Why?" You leaned forward with a challenge, looking into his eyes. "Scared I’ll run away?”

But the atmosphere changed again, pulling you both back down into something far deeper and away from your surface-level lightheartedness and humor.

“No,” he whispered, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. “Scared that I will.”

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Hi <3 this is part of a longer Old Man Logan fanfic I have on AO3 called "Logan & the Badger". If you would like to meet my OC, I would love nothing more than to yap about it with you. Thank you for reading. -Kai

[ato-khsz]

OH MY GOD YES THIS

I have no idea if it's from the og snes since I play on the legacy collection but oh my goodness turning on the game after finishing sigma stage 3 or 2 from last night only to be loaded into sigma stage 1 is painful

Yeah basically once you get to the sigma stages, just finish it one sitting 😭

I think this also applies to x hunters stage in X2 because I remember opening the game and loading into x hunter stage 1 even after beating stage 3 and closing the game

here I thought I knew everything about the first mmx game but tonight I learnt something new

apparently

even if you beat sigma stage 1 and get a password, if you turn the game off and then input the password for next time, it will still make you play thru sigma stage 1 again, even though by beating it and getting the password, that would imply it would instead load you into sigma stage 2

doesn't matter which stage, either

you could beat sigma stage 3 and get a password... but upon turning the game off and back on again, it won't matter

the password you get from beating sigma stage 3 will STILL LOAD YOU INTO SIGMA STAGE 1 REGARDLESS

I don't know how I've been playing this game for 30+ years and am JUST NOW LEARNING THIS 😭 my mind is blown

[lostinlovingrevery]

TALK ABOUT LOGAN U SAY

anywayssss

I’m getting sick 😭😭 and I am terrible at taking care of myself. I don’t really drink water and I’m bad at eating and I don’t take medicine bc im lazy sooo low key I need Logan to come and tell me im an idiot and cuddle me and be my nurse tyvm

ROOOOOOOOOOOSE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF@!!!!!!!!

I say, as I didnt eat until 7:30 pm for the first time since I woke up at 6am, don't remember the last time i drink water, and used to skip taking medication when i had them

I hope you start feeling better!! Load up on vitamins, fruit, protein, hell take some gummy vitamins if you can. drink some orange juice!!!

Logan would be SUUUUUUUCH A GOOD CARETAKER!!!!!! HONESTLY!!! I think he would love doing it. I think initially he would have trouble warming up (like yknow first coming to the mansion or whatever situation you and logan find yourselves in) but like its canon he makes food and does nice things for others once he's settled in to the mansion.

and when hes got you????? LORD.

LOGAN TAKING CARE OF YOU HEADCANONS!!!!!!

he'll definitely nag your ass. Professional Nagging Champion over here. only because he wants you to take care of yourself

maybe at one point he acts nonchalant, "im not your babysitter" howlett but inside he's secretly raging over the fact that you're complaining of a headache meanwhile all you ate was a fruit snack today. Okay no more being "Cool guy" howlett. he wants to take care of you (think abotu what you do for him!!!)

He'll have alarms set on his phone (that he barely understands how to use but he figured that part out at least). even when he's out and without you he'll be texting you to take your meds

will probs be the one to grab your medicine case too when leaving

Like i said, I think Logan is a pretty good cook- okay, MAYBE X1/worst/old man Logan was on the road/struggling to survive and barely cooked the entire time but I still think he'd be sooo good at it. make the yummiest, healthiest meals

(NO MICROWAVES)

Will learn your favorite recipes and make them on days he notices you're more rundown. He won't tell you on purpose bc he loves seeing the happy surprise on your face when you come into the kitchen

will bring you sliced fruit. ultimate act of love for me.

will buy you a water bottle and check on it to make sure you're drinking and also make you drink water whenever he's around

he's not super loud about it. when he takes care of you. obvious, but not loud.

like setting a water bottle firmly in front of you, or bringing you food but not saying a word about it. its just how he expresses his love. actions, not words. (when you're in private that might be a lil different tho...)

when he notices you're rundown, got the sniffles, looking sicker than usual in general he'll force you to take a nap with him under the premise of snuggling, but really its to get you to rest (but also snuggles. you cannot tell me this man is not the biggest cuddle bug on earth. im not just saying that bc i wanna cuddle with him. i truly think he would love cuddling and would be silently grumpy if he couldn't get the morning snuggles with you)

will give you massages to help you feel better

listen. listen. those massages always lead to something more. unless you're seriously ill. you're getting fucked.

will get protective and pissy to anyone(sorry scott) around you who start nagging you about paperwork, work in general, and whatever else. he knows you're doing your best and he's not gonna take shit or let you take shit from anyone

so so so comforting on your bad days. lots of hugs. kisses. reassurance. cursing out anyone who made you feel bad (either in private or to their faces logan doesn't care)

don't be concerned about his stoic ways when he does these things for you. he absolutely delights in doing so. living so long as a soldier, a weapon- he didn't think he'd be capable of being soft, affectionate, taking care of some one. now you're here and you help him so much and to be able to both return the favor and truly commit to his love is such a wonderful thing for him.

if you mention your feet being sore just once he'll want to carry you around the rest of the day. he just likes parading you around in his arms

when you're sick sick, nurse logan on the way.

sorry to anyone else that may try to help you because logan will straight up shove them out of the way.

hes tucking you in bed and giving you ALL the snuggles. checking your temp constantly. making you homemade comfort food. getting you the medicine you need. also I feel like he would try it just to see how it tastes since he never needs to take it. prepare for a rant of disgusts and then he goes out of his way to find better and tastier alternatives for you.

talks SO gently to you as well. he really is a lover boy <3

i actually have a request for logan taking care of a sick reader so i'll save some stuff for that

will curse under his breath tho, about sharing healing factors cause he really hates that you can't be well. at least he can coddle you though

will be that bitch and get you to do things for yourself by calling you sweet petnames and asking "for me, princess?" with that stupid charming smile that you cant resist and he KNOWS. screw you logan now im eating a balanced breakfast and taking my multivitamins.

[svt-demi]

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JEON 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ; BTS 𓍼˖

( jan 2017 — nov 2017 )

demi and jungkook weren’t as close with each other like the other members were with each other during the first year of seventeen’s debut. it wasn’t because they didn’t get along, or because anything had happened between them — it was just that demi always got shy around new people and she was still trying to fit in. jungkook eventually came to the conclusion that demi was a very difficult person to talk to.

when 2016 ISAC came along and the other members of bts had broken off to go speak to other idols, leaving jungkook alone, he and demi bumped into eachother. he did most of the talking at first but noticed that she wasn’t making it easy to start a conversation with how quiet she was. eventually, in a last effort to get her to say more than two words, he bribed her with a chocolate bar jin had slipped him before BTS arrived. god knows how it worked, but it did.

at the time, demi didn’t really have many friends in the industry outside of seventeen. she was still struggling to open up, and not being able to visit australia wasn’t making things any easier. but somehow, jungkook and demi became extremely close.

they confessed in early january of 2017. but a few months in, both of them began to realize that the feeling they had wasn’t really romantic. they liked eachother, but not like that. they talked about it one night and admitted that maybe they’d just gotten their feelings crossed — that they were best friends who cared so much about each other that their friendship had started to feel like something else.

so they came to a mutual agreement to break up. there was no fallout and no harsh feelings. they stayed best friends (still are), and have a hangout planned for after jungkook’s military discharge.

KIM 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊 ; ACTOR , formerly X1 and UP10TION 𓍼˖

( april 2018 — sept 2018 )

demi met wooseok backstage at music bank in march of 2018. it was quick. he made a stupid joke and they had a short conversation before demi was called back to her members. they ran into each other again a few days later when demi was there to support the debut of BSS, and wooseok asked for her number.

their relationship picked up fast. maybe a bit too fast. they were both under a lot of pressure at the time with alot of schedules and so much stress and it felt like they were clinging to each other just to stay afloat. they got along so well, like they’d known each other for years, and having someone that close who got it made things feel a little less draining.

but the timing was off and eventually, what they had between them started to crack.

they were both exhausted. it was like they were running on fumes, and little things turned into arguments. their personalities started clashing and instead of being eachother’s peace, they kept ending up on opposite sides of the blame.

by september 2018, things fell apart. they broke up on a bad note. it wasnt something overly dramatic, but alot was left unsaid. unfortunately, neither of them had the energy or time to fix it.

a few months later, wooseok messaged her. just a short text asking if they could talk. they apologized to each other (properly, this time) and even though it helped clear the air, they both knew things had changed. it wasn t the same. it felt awkward now.

they don’t talk much anymore, but they’re still able to keep in touch — even if its rare. every now and then, they’ll congratulate eachother but that’s about it.

XU 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐎 ; SEVENTEEN 𓍼˖

( june 2021 — present )

demi and minghao have always been in love with each other, even if it wasn’t obvious near the start. minghao became a trainee about two months after demi did. he barely knew korean back then — much like her — and he was shy, quiet, still trying to fit in.

although she was still trying to fit in too and she wasn’t the type of person to start a conversation, demi made sure to go talk to minghao. her chinese was broken and barely made sense, but just two or so words that somehow got the point across allowed them to start talking. they quickly grew extremely close in just a few weeks, closer to each other than anyone else in the group.

over the years, their bond stayed strong as best friends, but the other members could tell they had feelings for eachother.

minghao wasn’t bothered at all when demi dated jungkook — at the time, he didn’t even realize he liked her. but when demi started dating wooseok, minghao felt a little off. there was an ache in his chest that he couldn’t quite name. he wasnt devastated or jealous as he was always supportive, but knowing that the girl he was so disgustingly in love with was with someone else wasn’t a great feeling. it was strange. confusing.

demi had been blind to her feelings for minghao for years. and when the realisation of ‘fuck, im inlove with him’ finally hit her , she didn’t know what to do. controlling her emotions has never been something she’s good at, so the easiest solution then was to distance herself from minghao. she didn’t want to ruin what they had and liking her best friend like that was overwhelming.

minghao never pushed her to talk or force anything. he gave her all the space she needed, which only made it easier for her to stay away. they spent months in an awkward, distant phase, pretending everything was fine when it really wasn’t.

in june 2021, they had to share a hotel room after a photoshoot. the tension that had built up between them finally spilled over. they argued a little and said all the things they’d been holding back for so long. their bond was back to normal, except they were both finally clear about their feelings and that allowed them to become something more.

they are still dating now.

[vintagerpg]

Shifting gears slightly, this is The Forest-Lords of Dihad (1982), the first of two products detailing the Land Beyond the Mountains, a setting developed by Gamelords for Metagaming’s Fantasy Trip system. Despite the promise of the material, the deal fell apart when Metagaming closed and Fantasy Trip slipped into copyright limbo. The pair of modules from Gamelords are, to my knowledge, the only third-party material produced for Fantasy Trip during its first incarnation.

I’ve never looked at any of Metagaming’s later adventures, and Tollenkar’s Lair is just a large dungeon, so I can’t really judge Dihad against the mainline content, but I am willing to bet this is pretty different. It’s very much a setting book, comparable with something like Griffin Mountain in terms of the size of the territory and the sort of details the book is interested in (social groups, topography, factions, as opposed to a more encounter-based focus like X1: The Isle of Dread, or even the overland details in Mines of Keridav). It’s…very good. It makes me seriously wonder what Thieves Guild might have developed into had Gamelords had the staying power of Chaosium and RuneQuest.

It is not at all what I expect for Fantasy Trip, which I think of as more of a tactical combat game. In fact, there is very little sense of system in the text. TFT stuff is there, but it isn’t in the foreground, making this material essentially generic.

Pretty sure that is a Wyman cover, but not one of their best. Wyman, Larry Shade and and Wallace Miller are all credited as interior illustrators, and they do a very good job. Really love that gargoyle. Which, gargoyle hunting is a big thing here — their gallbladders are important components for all sorts of arcane doings, and someone one has been overhunting and stockpiling them, causing a general shortage. This whole plot thread is delightfully odd and worth the price of admission alone (which was about 25 bucks, at least until I posted about it). I wish I had the second volume!

[little-lxnari]

Js a lil Pyrare doodle sheet with some headcanons (feat. Cube x3, Apples x3, Iris and Pentellow x1 and Gold x1)

Alt text has some info if you want it idk how well I typed it

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

Can time lords / Gallifreyan have iron anemia?

Can Time Lords / Gallifreyans get iron anemia?

🩸Gallifreyan Blood and Iron Usage

Unlike humans, who rely on red blood cells to transport oxygen via haemoglobin, Gallifreyans have an entirely independent respiratory system that doesn't use oxygen transport through the bloodstream. Instead, their blood (a metaphorical equivalent made up of Blood X1-cells and Blood X2-cells) circulates nutrients, heat, and chemical messengers.

Blood X1-cells, which contain iron, are vital for cellular respiration and various metabolic processes. Although the respiratory system is independent, iron still plays a key role in Gallifreyan cellular respiration, ensuring that cells can function efficiently and process energy.

😴How Iron Deficiency Might Affect Gallifreyans

Since Gallifreyans don't have haemoglobin or red blood cells, iron deficiency in them wouldn't appear like in humans. In humans, iron deficiency leads to anaemia because there's not enough haemoglobin to carry oxygen to tissues. For Gallifreyans, however, the impact would be different:

Energy and Metabolism: Iron is still essential for cellular respiration, even if the process doesn't involve haemoglobin. Without enough iron, a Gallifreyan's ability to process energy efficiently might be compromised, leading to fatigue or sluggishness.

Healing and Regeneration: Because Blood X2-cells contain artron and lindos (the key substances involved in Time Lord physiology), a lack of iron could slow down or impair these processes. The body's ability to recover from injuries or complete regenerative cycles might weaken.

Cravings and Body Response: A Gallifreyan low on iron would likely experience strong cravings for iron-rich food, such as red meat, as their body attempts to replenish this vital nutrient. The digestive system would work hard to absorb and recycle whatever iron it can find.

🪫Iron Regulation and Deficiency

Gallifreyans have a more advanced regulatory system for iron, allowing them to adapt quickly when levels get too high or too low:

Too Little Iron: When iron levels drop, signals are sent to the circulatory, digestive, and respiratory systems to recycle iron, absorbing as much as possible from food intake and even redistributing internal stores to critical areas. This would likely stave off full-blown iron deficiency for longer than in humans but wouldn't make them immune to it.

Too Much Iron: Conversely, when there's an excess of iron, Gallifreyan kidneys produce artron, which helps neutralise and expel the excess iron, preventing toxicity. This system keeps their iron levels in check, but an iron deficiency might weaken their ability to regulate properly.

🏫So ...

Yes they can, but in a very different way from humans. A Gallifreyan wouldn't develop iron-deficiency anaemia as we understand it in humans, but they could suffer from iron deficiency, leading to issues with energy metabolism, regeneration, and possibly immune response. Their symptoms would likely include:

Fatigue or sluggishness due to compromised cellular respiration

Weakened healing and regeneration abilities

Cravings for iron-rich foods, signalling their body's need to replenish vital nutrients

However, thanks to their advanced biology and ability to recycle and regulate iron levels, it would take a REALLY long time of iron deprivation for these symptoms to become severe.

Related:

💬|🫀🩸Does a Gallifreyan have the same blood type across regenerations?: If a Gallifreyan retains the same blood type across their bodies.

💬|🫀🩸Could a human receive a blood transfusion from a Gallifreyan?: If a human could receive blood from a Gallifreyan, and its benefits.

💬|🥗🍲What does a Gallifreyan diet look like?: Normal eating habits of Gallifreyans

Hope that helped! 😃

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[seojunboyz]

ᰔ . . . SEOJUN'S CONNECTIONS W/ LEMONHEADS . ·.༄࿔

find lemonheads at @lcmonheads

SEOJUN + YEDAM

contact: yedamie-hyungie

they definitely went to the same school in busan when they were younger but didn't know it at the time

met thru haoyu

seojun actually knew of him from his past groups

so he was actually surprised to see him in person at last (and hoped that he was being treated way better this time around)

same age friends!!

that's one of the main reasons they connected easily lol

they're not too close but they keep in contact

seojun really wants to do an '00z collab with him one day!

SEOJUN + HAOYU

contact: yuyu <3

met on produce 101

seojun being the social butterfly he was clicked with him so quickly

was sad when he didn't end up debuting with haoyu in wanna one :(

had a secret fan account for his bestie during his time as a wanna one member

he'd help promote him sm

seojun continued to help promote tf out of him when he was announced to debut with lemonheads after wanna one's disbandment

actually became friends with the rest of the group thru haoyu LOL

they still meet up from time to time!!! (seojun did a vlog one day where he went out with haoyu and some other friends at lotte world!)

SEOJUN + KISEOL

contact: kiyeopda <3

they made contact once during an award show when kiseol was in x1, but they didn't know each other much

re-met thru haoyu but seojun had watched him on produce x 101!

kiseol was absolutely shy and timid when seojun tried to interact with him at first but seojun still tried to talk to him

seojun can relate to his shy nature, which is why seojun made it his goal to make kiseol comfortable with him

now they're just two cute lil besties who hang around together!

seojun always sends good luck texts and cute/funny stickers to kiseol before his performances

he once said that kiseol felt like a younger brother to him (and rightfully so, seojun acts like an older brother around kiseol)

SEOJUN + MATTHEO

contact: matbae !!

knew of mattheo from his past group but never interacted

but they finally did when haoyu introduced seojun to him

another same aged bestie in seojun's books!

dont let them hang out alone unless you want them to break something and make a mess

they bond together a lot over their interest in soccer

seojun does a lot of tiktoks with him (and haoyu)

also wants to do an '00z collab with him one day

SEOJUN + DAEJUN

contact: junjunnie

also knew of daejun from watching produce x 101 (was his top pick actually)

he was surprised to know that daejun became an idol on accident because seojun really admires his vocals

they clicked pretty quickly because they have similar personalities

he finally found his partner in crime to pull pranks with

seojun says they have more of a casual friendly relationship and that they don't usually use honorifics between the two of them

SEOJUN + KEIJI

contact: JIJI (˶◕‿◕˶✿)

seojun definitely has a soft spot for keiji, he's literally his younger brother from another mother

he's just so cute to seojun :(

at first he'd always make sure keiji was comfortable around him and wouldn't be too talkative to him to avoid him feeling overwhelmed

but eventually keiji slowly opened up to him

he always greets keiji at award shows with a hug

"keiji-ssi, if you need anything, call me! hyung will help you with anything!" -seojun

if you'd like to have connections to seojun, please dm me @/mashumiwu !!