#you’re a clown get off tumblr 😭

[nico-di-genova]

Block button once again proving to be the most useful tool. I love you block button.

[eyesofshan-if]

Hello there! :D

First of all, Happy New Year! I wanted to tell you that I'm already hooked on your IF. You immediately got my attention. I'm already in love with Hansol and Yongsun, haha <3

I've got a few questions, if that is alright with you. Please feel free to only answer what you want or ignore it entirely if it's too many at once!

First: I checked your Tumblr and the post on the forum but I didn't see anything so I'm wondering what we should refer to you as? (It feels a bit weird to always say "dear author" and the likes, unless that's something you'd prefer of course!)

Second: I love the character posts you've already done and talking about the ROs I'm wondering if you could--if you have time, no rush there--post a color palette for skin colors? I read the text but I always have a hard time getting it from that alone 🥲

3rd: what sort of voices does everyone have? (Rough, smooth, melodic, etc. ) Maybe you even have some voice actors in mind what you'd think they would sound like? Though I personally only really recognize Japanese VAs, I would gladly Google anyone else lmao

That's it, sorry this got so long😭

To wrap this up I hope you have a wonderful week, lots of fun with your story and please don't forget to rest, eat and hydrate enough! :D

happy new year (although this reply is a few days late oops) i’m really glad that you like my sorry attempt at an IF!! here are my answers under the cut because its pretty long!!

one: you can refer to me as pingu (i just decided that today) for now!! but i do like being called dear author as well <3

two: i will try my best for a skin colour palette, but here’s a warning that my eye for anything colour related is absolutely awful. trying to do those moodboards was an emotional rollercoaster. but because you asked i will try my best. please remember that these are only my take on the subject, and you’re free to have some artistic freedom with where you take it!!

^^ this was an awful struggle and should probably just be used as a suggestion because i am an absolute clown when it comes to colour. please just use it as a reference for the light to dark and warm to neutral skin tones!!

three: i’ll try putting a mixture of kpop idols here together with japanese vas, so you can hear them speak in a normal tone!! japanese vas tend to exagerrate a lot in their delivery, which is not how i imagine them to speak in real life hoho. most of the kpop idols voices come from the group ateez, who are around the ages of most of the characters mentioned

hansol: warm to people he is close with. his voice feels like the gentle heat of a fire after spending a long time out in the cold. tends to speak politely and use proper language, but there’s a certain liveliness to his tone. his voice references are ateez’s yunho and hino satoshi

insu: his voice is always sharp and cold, like the edge of a steel blade. he speaks briskly, always prioritizing efficiency. not afraid to swear at anyone, including the emperor. his voice references are ateez’s yeosang and yuki kaji (specifically his todoroki voice, not eren yeager)

yongsun: listening to his voice feels like you’re sitting next to a running stream alone at night, moonlight ripping off the waters. he always speaks calmly, seemingly able to make any situation feel lighter with a single sentence, and each word contains a certain quiet self confidence. his voice references are kaedehara kazuha (nobunaga shimazaki) and kamisato ayato (akira ishida)

wooyoung: lighthearted and playful. there’s are little ups and downs to his cadence that makes you feel as though the sun is shining on you, beckoning you to play outside. he might not sound like the refined gentleman he’s supposed to be, but his voice is enjoyable to listen to. his pitch isn’t very low, and sounds youthful. his voice reference is ateez’s wooyoung (wow) 

[milkinmoose]

Your comments being turned off really shows how much of a snowflake you are to criticsm. 😊

Having your entire blog based on M/rston really shows the kind of person you are, I sure hope you don’t have siblings lol. I’m tired of seeing you freaks on Tumblr, on Pinterest, every. Fucking. Were,. And then you all acting fucking oppressed when you’re confronted???

I blockes you, I still see your art. I came for fucking Charthur and your freaky asses show up on my feed. For a while I thought you all stopped but no???? More show up. More. Not only do I have to deal with the fucking M*rballs and V*ndermusty shippers crawling out of the walls, but I come back and see M*rton shippers back at it. Fucking kys tf????

one, my comments aren't off honey bunches get your fucking facts right before talking to me 😊 also get educated with your yee yee ass typing and spelling. like fr you type like you're at gunpoint and shaking like a little woosey crybaby shitting your silly little clown pants

anyways, getting cereal.

I've seen your sorry lazy fat fucking ass copying and pasting towards other Morston creators, how unoriginal. i bet your response to that though would be "oH i HaVE nO tImE tO BE OrIGInAl wITh yOU" like every other person who supports Charthur 😋 most of you lot are snobby, defensive and extremely fucking racist whether you like it or not. get. your. facts. right. some of you complain about people drawing him skinny and fit? ffs he's canonically fit.

most people also draw him taller than Arthur? and larger? he's not. check his height comparison to Arthur. in game, they're around the same height, and the discussion is still on for his EXACT height, but i think he's between 5/11 to 6/1. all of you who make him a fucking mammoth are the racists stereotyping him for this massive black Indian man. disrespectfully, fuck you for massacring that beautiful man. 😊

idk what else to say anyways im losing brain joos soooo ima start getting silly teheheh

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS MRBALLS???? IM CRYING WHATTTT IS THAT THE NAME OF YOUR TRANSGENDER TESTICLES???? IMAGINE LOOKING DOWN AT YOUR DICK AND GOING "goodmorning MrBalls 😊" UNIRONICALLY

IM ON THE FLOOR BRO FUCKING WHEEZING LIKE GODDAMN PEPPA PIG RN YOU DUMBASS CHARTHUR SHIPPERS ARE SO FUNNY WHEN YOURE OFFENDED OR SEE SUMN YOU DONT LIKE 😭😭😭

I LOVE HOW YOU ALSO SENT THIS TO MULTIPLE MORSTON SHIPPERS???? LIKE TF POSSESSED YOU AND MADE MADE YOU TAKE TIME OUT OF YOUR DAY TO BLABBER SHIT WE DONT CARE ABOUT TO US

also crawling through walls is my favourite pass time, and it's where i have all my adventures with Barry, the paraplegic rat, and Sally, the overweight snail

FYI, for you snowflakes, the last half was just shit post. please don't take it personally and cry

thank you for reading whoever actually did read this far without shitting yourself from being offended. whoever is actually a chill Charthur shipper though, this is not directed at you. it's directed at the assholes who make Arthur hyperfeminine or Charles transgender 😊

have a good day to the nice people in the world i love you all <3

[obsequence]

hi i hope this isn't weird askdjfksdksl, you seem to be much more active on twitter but i REFUSE to make an account on that website BUT a mutual of mine just said something to me about the idea of an au where the rattlers run like. an apocalypse gladiator ring instead and ellie eventually gets caught and stuck there with abby and this is just actually insane we can't believe no one else seems to have had this idea yet??????? my first thought was tell the only ellabs person i know of who is in any way active on social media idk you can tell twitter about this or whatever i just think you need to know. i think ellabs nation (ellabs village really lol) needs to consider the possibilities

1) come to twitter i promise it’s like not that bad i just get into fights a lot 😭

2) i have a new tumblr but it’s under a pseudonym because i’m literally writing x readers and i know people will clown me and think i’m doing it in the “y/n” way (nothing wrong with that) and not the “x readers are a great way to character study without making whole ocs and you’re able to share them with a large audience” way

3) honestly , i really hate fics that have like . anything to do with the rattlers . because they’re just , like , EXTREMELY miserable (hypocritical coming from me , i know) and i deserve a speck of dopamine every now and then . but i will spread the idea ! because tbh it’s pretty good and not done before . just not my thing

4) i’m going to take this as an opportunity to explain why the fuck tl2 isn’t out yet , but it’s going to be a very longwinded self-psychoanalytical bananza , sooo . .

so , tl2 isn’t going to be a multichapter , if it ever gets put out . it’s gonna be a really long oneshot , because if i post it , i want it to be FINISHED so i don’t leave anyone waiting again .

the reason why i have a mental block against writing it right now is because i’m really unhappy about where tl1 left off . i never really liked it honestly , i just felt a bit pressured to get it out asap so i could be done . i reread the first few chapters all the time , and i really consider that its peak , because it started to feel like a chore after chapter six .

it’s hard to write the sequel to something you don’t like . it feels like you can only disappoint (if not others , yourself) and expand on its horribleness , which sounds so melancholy , i know , lol , but it’s the truth . like , how do you fix what’s broken on something you can’t touch ? by adding more that’s broken ? nuh uh . it’s a lot of stress .

also , i just . . need a creative recharge . “spencer , it’s been like five months since you finished tl !!” no i mean like . a year . before i even poke it with a ten foor pole again . LOL it’s that bad . this might change , but that’s how i feel right now .

i’ve been really insecure about my work lately , and i’ve never been able to read original novels or other fics without feeling incredibly envious of others’ talent , and it has sowed a lot of discontent inside of me . so i stopped consuming others’ work for a bit , but that just left me uninspired and in an echo chamber of my own writing without any improvement , so it became hyper-stylized and odd to read , especially months later . i don’t even know what i was trying to accomplish at some points ?? it’s all very odd and tryhard and makes me cringe .

so , right now , my goal is to read more published work lol . i’m reading my childhood favorite “daughter of smoke and bone” right now , and it’s even better than i remember . highly recommend

but yeahhh that’s why tl2 isn’t out sorry 🌸🩷🩷💕🥺🥺🥺

(but like fr i am incredibly sorry)

[9w1ft]

Isn't the bridge of Sweet Nothing kinda just Taylor saying to her lover, NOT her Mom, that she doesn't really want to rock the boat with anything that could lead to loud drama because she's too sensitive to handle it? (Because, y'know, the dictionary definition of the phrase sweet nothings is literally "murmured words of endearment, as between sweethearts", something that shouldn't have anything to do with one's own mother 💀?)

How in the heck is that supposed to translate to "Oh! I see, the only meaning of Taylor's continuous Kaylor references is Taylor being loud about her own queerness!" when Taylor herself is the one saying she doesn't want any loud drama surrounding her because it just makes her run home to where just her as her real self and nothing more or less is wanted?! I feel we're talking about two very different people sometimes 😭

you know, as i reread what i wrote, i sort of get how it comes about. because when you believe that taylor and karlie are a thing of the past and are also of the belief that taylor is going to come out in this era, it would only make sense that past references are for some other purpose. and i kind of get it in the sense that, when i first fell down the rabbit hole i also assumed she was poised to come out 😆 i think that when you’re newly taking everything in, it just feels so enormous, you know?

this is amplified, i believe, by some of the social dynamics at play in the gaylor community as it exists in places like twitter. i think for the most part tumblr has self sequestered and so we are able to write more or less what we want to or think but i think there is more of a finesse needed on places like twitter because (and i could be wrong but from what i’ve seen) kaylors kayloring are tolerated by non kaylors on the premise that either (A) they don’t believe they’re still together or (B) they’re just joking. and i think you can get along fairly well on the premise that you’re just clowning. so i can see how people assume the kaylors that are left are saying all this stuff for fun, when there are other more serious topics to think about.

putting this to the side, what you are saying is important. there is a conflict between what taylor says in her songs (and her explanation of them) and what she probably should be saying or doing to support the queer community. i feel like maybe it gets assumed that songs like sweet nothing, or dear reader, are messages directly solely at swifties, at people who insist she’s straight. oh, or anti hero, in particular the music video where one of her children, who projects that they are a person of culture, is acting like they know everything about taylor to the point where they’d like to profit off of it. i feel like there’s a message there. oh or lavender haze, specifically lavendergate, and the frustration borne from her ‘hetwashing’ the explanation. how much that hurt peoples internet standing, or got hate directed at them. there’s this disconnect or lack of attempt to comprehend why taylor would do such a problematic thing, especially if she’s single, but also if she’s dating a woman who she doesn’t have to obscure the truth about. idk.. sorry i’m rambling.

[rebelwhodoesntknow]

NOOO LMAO I have been really sick and haven't opened tumblr a lot 😭😂 you Karen bias is fine I have seen it before

It's sad Koharu always kind of felt like an afterthought to me.. Some things were different in the game than in the show and since there were no plots, she never went away, somehow she became one of the biggest fan favorites amongst kids and this happened pretty early on so... I'm really surprised it took them so long to bring her back and then they didn't do much with her at all 😭

She even won a contest irl for popular characters to get a new PR in parade, she got a cute one from rainbow berry parfait and then they never gave her a song with it in Parade or anything 🫠

She's really cute but unfortunately kind of forgettable because how little she got to do

I forget if I already said this but, the unit Baby Pirates were equal with the other main characters in the Friends' game until the anime started, they became recurring characters in like 6 episofes and that's it, no songs or anything!! Marin was actually one of my favorites and I adore her brand so that was kind of sad to see. Not sure if it was a typical Friends budget issue, like if they couldn't afford to pay more main voice actors or something (there were high hopes during Parade that they'd get a face-off song with Elza or something because pirates)

I hope you’re feeling better! Don’t worry I just worry like that sometimes I knew there was a totally logical explanation for that my brain just likes to be mean

Yeah, couldn’t they have had a Koharu original song in Parade? I would have liked to see what idol she grew into in the anime! At least the kids have objectively correct opinions on her and see her as important lol

I barely know anything about Baby Pirates because I haven’t watched much of Friends at all, but I’m already feeling bad about not seeing them!! I have a bit of a pirate obsession, so I would always see pirate coords and the like and wish they had done more with them. Elza’s pirate gear is not realistic, but it has a flair that would make any actual pirate supremely jealous. I always found it funny that her coords were royal and pirate themed considering the two did not like each other, but she looks good in both! In addition, her whole Sun Dress and Star Wings plot and her obsession with the dress definitely give off pirate vibes despite her being the idol queen.

I really wish we could hear what an Aikatsu sea shanty would sound like! We already have a Renaissance Fair-esque song so I think there’s a lot of untapped potential with that theme!

I also feel like pirates in general don’t have a strict typing, which is nice because a lot of fantastical themes seem to be exclusive to a type. Cute types get princesses and fairies, cool types get vampires, steampunk, and the gothic type in general, pop gets literally any fantastical concept that’s bright enough from nursery rhymes to clowns, and sexy types get queens, goddesses, and other beautiful ladies. Pirates, with enough tweaking, can absolutely fall into all of those categories!

TLDR: Piratekatsu spinoff when

[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨ cake - lee donghyuck (haechan) ✨

requested? Y/N - '*cracks knuckles* let's do this // pairing: reader x haechan // prompts: 24, 30, 77, 84 // - livvie (who is looking forward to this') - @crimsoncauldron

a/n: thanks for requesting lovely! i hope i did it justice, honestly i suck at keeping my work concise this isn't even a drabble LMAO 😭 also not well versed in e2l so... here's hoping you like it uwu :) mad i can't add my usual 3 aesthetics because tumblr is being SO fucky wucky rn, i have tried to post this a million times already the readmores refuse to work rn too so. tumblr fix ur shit pls!!! feedback is always very appreciated! 💕💕💕

wc: 4.3k

genre: e2l, angst, fluff

pairing: haechan x gn!reader

content warnings: me being unable to not include cocky characters, swearing, mentions of toxic parents/family dynamics

24. “you’re safe with me, i’m here to protect you.”

30. “stop pretending you’re okay, ‘cause i can see that you’re not.”

77. enemies to lovers

84. college!AU

“You know 99% is like, ridiculously good, right?” Jaemin asked with furrowed brows as you shot daggers at your returned paper, looking for where you dropped a mark. Upon getting no answer your best friend elbowed you sharply in the upper arm, causing you to yelp and turn your glare on him instead.

“It’s not 100, therefore it’s not good enough,” you huffed, to which he rolled his eyes.

“Your expectations for yourself are way too high. Some might say impossible,” Before you could think of a snarky retort you caught sight of the last person you wanted to at this moment opposite you in the hall. You couldn’t exactly blame him for being there; your lockers faced each other after all, but his laid back smile as he showed everyone his perfect paper boiled a fury in the pit of your stomach you absolutely despised. Jaemin followed your raging eyes to Donghyuck and sighed, slamming his own locker shut and startling you.

“You’re so unsubtle it hurts. Why are you so mad at him for doing well?” He asked, glancing back at the small group of friends surrounding the ever-so-slightly older male. You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest and turning away so as to not get caught staring.

“I’m not. I’m mad at him for being a cocky asshole about it,” you grumbled, pitching your voice down the best you could to mimic his speech. “I don’t even like science, I didn’t even study for this.” Jaemin snorted at your incredibly far off impression and shrugged his shoulders.

“I dunno, Yn, if I got 100% on tests I didn’t study for I’d be cocky about it as well.”

“And I’d probably hate you for it too,” you shot back, shoving your paper into your locker and as such the back of your mind. “I’m hungry, buy me lunch?”

“Buy your own lunch, freeloader!”

It was a cycle you were used to, though not enough to stop being surprised when seeing Donghyuck made flames erupt in your stomach and dance their way up to your throat, acrid and bitter. Sure, it was probably rather one sided, for he barely acknowledged your presence, but there was nothing you hated more than his attitude. He rolled up to class only to be a distraction the whole time, wearing his invisible ‘class clown’ badge with pride, bragged constantly about how he never even needed to study (not that he had the time, with choir, dance club and football), and managed to score perfectly on literally everything he did. In a way your internalised rivalry drove you, furious graphite scribbles and messy notes consuming your evenings with his arrogant expression and smug smirk etched into the grooves of your brain. But you also knew it wasn’t exactly healthy, nor sustainable, and Jaemin was tired of greeting you outside every morning to find you having not eaten in over half a day, running on three hours of sleep and a sugar free Redbull with deep purple bags permanently camping in the skin beneath your eyes. There was only so much he could scold you - he wasn’t your mother as well as he fit the role - but your actual mom’s nagging was just as ineffective, if not moreso. Your actual mother’s nagging went in the completely opposite direction.

You were nothing but your grades, and it had been ingrained into you from a young age. How well you did directly affected your family and their status - and you were not to embarrass them by being a failure. Anything below 100% was indicative of your slacking, or worse, ineptitude, and it burned you to embers, stifled under the smoke of envisioned success. But even Jaemin didn’t know this, constant excuses keeping him from ever setting foot in your house, your strict curfew being the extent of his knowledge of your home life at all. You weren’t one to be a burden, after all.

Even the way Donghyuck strolled into class annoyed you. His shoulders back and head high, greeting everyone with a wide smile, you hated how ridiculously easy he had it. He noticed you looking at him and gave you a grin and a nod, which you strained yourself to return. Hell if you’d let him know how you actually felt, although you would be surprised if he’d never felt the intensity of your eyes boring holes into the back of his skull when he was nearby. Chemistry, again, his supposed least favourite subject (joining the other sciences), but one he was so incessantly successful in that there might as well have been no one else in the class. That is, in your professor's eyes. Chest heaving with the irritation at it all, you almost missed her informing the class of a partnered project worth a big chunk of your grade, and as such when Donghyuck turned around in his seat to face you your first emotion was pure confusion. He avoids me, and I like it that way.

“Guess we’re partners,” he flashed you such a confident smile it made your stomach churn, his legs kicking under the desk gaily. You swallowed thickly, unable to stop a small frown contorting your face.

“What?”

“Were you not listening? We’re partners!” his cheery expression didn’t falter as he explained to you, and you knew your face was reddening against your will when you felt it heat up. You didn’t know why exactly you wanted to burst into tears, but it hit you so strongly you had to excuse yourself, running to lock yourself in a bathroom stall down the hall and leaning against the door. You put your hand over your chest as you tried to calm your breathing, tears brimming in your eyes as the overwhelm you refused to let yourself feel hit you all at once. You felt the universe was against you - now you had to see his horrendous work ethic up close, probably put in twice as much effort as he did, and probably watch him sail by on an impressively perfect grade while you were left in the “almost there but just not good enough” limbo of 99%. Your fists clenched and you resigned yourself to the tears, letting them streak your face as silently as you could manage as you stared at the ceiling.

You didn’t let yourself feel weak for long, as you knew it would be suspicious. You splashed cool water on your face, waiting to be a little less puffy before you walked back into the classroom and took your seat again, however it seemed nothing escaped him as his eyes flickered over your face.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m good. I’m Yn, by the way,” you said, voice made even with great effort, realising you still hadn’t introduced yourself.

“I know.” That grin again. “I’m-”

“Donghyuck, I know,” you returned, flashing him the most self assured smile you could conjure. He nodded before pulling his notebook from the bench in front of him, pen readied in his hand.

“When are you available? My schedule tends to be pretty packed but we have to find some time to work on this, so,”

“Ah, so you’re not just going to leave me to do it all myself?” The remark slipped out before you could stop yourself, and you knew you sounded crazy, especially when you caught Jaemin glaring at you from the other end of your bench. Donghyuck blinked at you, confused, before laughing awkwardly.

“No, I hate people who do that in group projects. Do Tuesday afternoons work for you? We can start tomorrow if so, maybe go to the cafe off campus or something. Guessing you don’t want a stranger in your house,” he chuckled. You nodded.

“They don't even want their best friend in their house,” you heard Jaemin mutter under his breath, feeling his eyes on you.

“Tuesday is fine. The cafe is fine, too,” you said, ignoring your best friend.

“Well then. That’s… fine then.” his smile was softer now as he wrote 'tuesday afternoons' down. “Do you wanna exchange Katalk IDs? For arrangements and all that stuff.” Again you agreed, and as he sorted out the basics you hoped he didn’t notice how badly your brain had frozen upon having to actually speak to the man you had hated from afar for the better part of a year already. He did, but he didn’t say a word.

You wished Tuesday wouldn’t come, for Monday to become Wednesday somehow, or maybe for you to die suddenly in your sleep. But in spite of your own dramatism the days continued as usual, and you found yourself perched on a tall stool opposite him at an equally tall table, freshly made hot drink leaving a small sheen of moisture on your chin as you hovered your face over it. He had insisted on paying, for some reason.

“So I say we go with the caffeine from waste tea and coffee experiment because the project is pretty simple, it’s been done a hundred times before…” He spoke somewhat passionately for a subject he claimed to hate, pen never seeming to leave his hand. You quickly learned that he made a note of everything, no matter how miniscule seeming. They were neat and sometimes colour coded in highlighter. You looked down at your own chicken scratch and urged the ground to swallow you up before you had to take a second more of sitting across from him. Your chest felt heavy and you had no idea how you got through the entire hour you’d scheduled together, drink long forgotten until the end where you chugged it down cold in the hopes of relieving how dry your mouth felt. You’d lost count of how many times he’d asked if you were feeling ill, which you could only consider faux concern. You didn’t know why, though, as you were the only person who seemed to indulge in any kind of disdain for the other. Donghyuck was positively ambivalent, which you supposed was normal to say you had barely spoken at all before being partnered up.

“So, what’s your deal?” He asked, and you felt a chill wash over you. You were that easily read?

“What do you mean?” You tried to keep your voice steady, fidgeting with the pen in your hands.

“Like, where are you from, what do you wanna be in the future, all the basic stuff.” He beamed at you, oddly encouraging, yet the tension in your shoulders did not ease. He's trying to get to know me?

“Well, I moved to Seoul a few years ago, and at the moment chemical engineering is what I’m most interested in. So I’m pretty excited for this project. We relocated because of my dad’s job. Uh, I’m best friends with Jaemin, who is also in our class…” You didn’t know why you were struggling to find things to say - you had your hobbies and interests, plenty of them even - but you felt as if your head were spinning. “I’m a little boring, I guess,”

“I don't think so. Chemical engineering, that’s pretty cool. I can’t wrap my head around the sciences, I’m only even taking this course because-” He stopped himself mid sentence, looking away awkwardly and opting to sip from his iced americano instead. “Well anyway, we moved because of my dad’s job too. Technically. I was born in Seoul but we moved to Jeju for a few years when I was a kid.”

“Oh, that’s cool. Jeju is really pretty.”

“It is! I miss it sometimes, but Seoul is cool too. Better for good schools, I guess,” he chuckled. His pen twirled between his fingers, eyes constantly alternating between looking at you and the table, his demeanour a weird mix of timid and overly assured. You hated that you felt drawn to him, wanting to know more, wanting to know why he stopped himself from telling you why he took this course.

You didn’t mention it.

Next Tuesday seemed to come faster than the last, and the next even moreso, with a month passing in a blur of weekly meetings (and once biweekly), stolen glances at one another that definitely did not hold the same emotion, and his neat little notes preparing for the actual experiment. This particular Tuesday, you wished you’d at least applied concealer or something to make yourself look a little more alive, time flying from you during the night and dissipating in the white glow of your laptop screen. You had not slept.

You’d arrived and seated yourself before he did, a small clink meeting your ears as he placed a plate before you. A slice of cake sat on the delicate china, simple but pretty, your usual drink order following it.

“Cake?” You asked dumbly, brain seeming to have forgotten all words and replaced them with static. He smiled as he slid into the seat opposite you, producing his usual note taking supplies from his backpack.

“You look like you haven’t eaten much. I wanted to get you something a bit more proper but I don’t know what you like,” The ice you’d solidified your heart in seemed to melt a little, eyes softening with it.

“That’s really thoughtful, thank you,” you mumbled as you began eating it, consciously trying to look as graceful as you could as you wished you could shove the whole thing in your mouth in one go. You hadn’t realised how ravenous you really were, well accustomed to ignoring the growling monster of your stomach.

“I have time after this if you’ll let me treat you to lunch?” he asked nonchalantly, not looking up at you as he did. His mannerisms were shy, but somehow he still exuded more confidence than you thought you ever had. Ever the enigma.

“Why?”

“Because you need to eat better,” he scoffed, looking up at you this time. You frowned, shaking your head.

“No, I mean, why are you so nice to me?”

“You haven’t given me any reason not to be?” He looked confused, and suddenly the usually comforting background chatter and coffee machine noises seemed way too deafening. You cast your gaze down to your hands resting at the table.

“I mean, I haven’t exactly liked you much,”

“I caught you glaring at me a few times but I thought it was just a coincidence? I figured we were getting along quite well,”

“I mean, yeah, but no…" he looked more confused and you sighed in frustration, running a hand through your hair and meeting his gaze with every shred of will you could conjure. "I’ve found myself hating you so much it makes my blood feel like it’s genuinely boiling,” You admitted quietly, feeling suddenly extremely small as the man who had shown you nothing but amicability made no effort to hide his dropped jaw. His eyes watched you carefully, evidently not sure of what to say.

“W…why?” Everything in his body urged him to leave, to just accept that you did not feel anywhere near the same about him as he did you, ears burning. He felt stupid for thinking you were giving him the same energy as he had been you. Maybe your backstory was all fake, fabricated for the sake of being friendly, he thought, watching you shift uncomfortably under his gaze.

“I just,” you sighed deeply, hands worrying at each other. “This is going to sound really pathetic.”

“I want to hear it,” he urged, and you understood, for if someone you’d been working closely with and sharing pretty affable casual conversation with for a month suddenly admitted to hating you that much you’d want to know their reason too.

“I just despise how easy you have it,” you murmured, words straining to escape your throat. You knew how bitter they were, and you knew you probably sounded a little crazy, but you’d already started now. Might as well let the mask fall.

“Easy?” he repeated, eyes narrowing at you. “What makes you think that?”

“You’re just so laid back about everything! You’re constantly distracting in classes, brag every time we have a test or assignment about how you don’t even study, and you still have perfect grades? And you’re in a bunch of clubs, and everyone likes you,” you realised you were rambling and bit down on your tongue slightly, eyes threatening to water again. “You just always struck me as a cocky asshole, I guess,” you finished, a good ending blow to knock the wind out of his sails. He sat, astonished, before his face contorted into a mix of anger and disappointment you didn’t think he was capable of.

“So, you took me for a cocky asshole while making a bunch of assumptions? Never spoke to me or got to know me, just decided who I was and how I have it?” He all but spat his words, packing away his notebook and his pens with a little too much fervour. He slammed a few 1000 won notes in front of you, face hot with rage, and your eyes swam. “Get something to eat, and talk to me when you’ve come to your senses. For your information, I have it far from easy, but you don’t get to judge me regardless.” He stormed out of the cafe as you stared at the money in front of you. As if he’s still buying me lunch.

You stared at your chatroom with Donghyuck solemnly, guilty swirling within you like a storm. It had been a few days and he was occupying your mind like it were his home, while avoiding you like the plague at school. Most of your messages were sending one another TikToks you found funny, random memes, and scheduling your Tuesday meets, but one message stood out over the rest.

hyuck: you’re so much cooler than I ever imagined, lol :)

He’d admitted he never paid you much attention because of how quiet you were but called you cute, and openly stated he admired your passion for the subject. You had started feeling quite lucky he was your partner - Jaemin had been left doing the brunt of his project as his partner was way more consumed by a party lifestyle that allowed little time for actual academics, his complaining sitting unanswered in your notifications bar. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard before you found yourself typing, then backspacing, then typing again, then backspacing again.

It took an hour to finally send a message; half of the time spent writing it and the other half spent with your thumb teasing at the send button, heart attempting to break free of your ribcage. Donghyuck’s phone lit up as the Katalk notification sounded, dragging his attention from the notes he’d continued poring over in your absence.

you: can we meet? i fucked up, and i owe you an apology and an explanation. if you’ll hear them

He hesitated in answering, watching his phone screen as if he expected it to tell him the answer. He was hurt by your admission and upset that he'd thought you were actually beginning to get rather close, but he was also one for actual communication. He rolled his eyes and typed quickly.

hyuck: cafe, tomorrow.

The air was so heavy it slumped your shoulders as you sat across from an empty seat, having arrived early on purpose. A cake, the same he'd gotten you a few days prior, sat next to an iced coffee, and your fingers drummed impatiently at the smooth wood as your breath raced. You didn't see him arrive, as you were staring down at your lap, however his presence was always one you could feel. It was usually warm and inviting, but at that moment, it was careful and untrusting, making nausea rise in your stomach. You sipped your own drink in silence.

"Cake?"

"A peace offering," you smiled weakly, gesturing for him to sit down. "Look, I know I fucked up, and I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have been so quick to make assumptions, it just always looked like you were sailing through and it made me feel so… inadequate," your eyes were anywhere but his, avoidant and skittish, while he watched you speak intently. He sighed before forking some of the cake into his mouth, chewing slowly deliberately.

"Well, I accept your apology, because to me it seems you're under so much stress you projected it onto me," he poked his fork in your direction, scattering a few crumbs on the table's surface. You blinked slowly, unable to believe he'd read you so well. You then remembered the psych elective you'd both had together.

"I'm fine, honestly. I was just being an asshole,"

"Yn," his voice was stern, eyes dark and serious. “Stop pretending you’re okay, because I can see that you’re not.” You gulped at his words, not expecting them to hit you as hard as they did, as your eyes started to well up. He moved a hand to place it over one of yours on the table, a gesture that shocked you.

"You're still so nice to me," you sobbed, mildly embarrassed but too upset to care much. His expression was soft and sad, silently urging you to unburden yourself to him. "You're right. My grades are basically my worth, in my parents eyes. If I don't do well, I get kicked out. My entire life is studying, I am constantly neglecting myself, and it has made me way more bitter than I'd wanted to admit. I saw how laid back you were and it made me feel jealous. I wanted that. I want to laugh freely and coast through my courses, but I can't. I am just suffocating, constantly," It all came gushing out before you could restrain yourself, tears flowing just as unabated. You hardly noticed as he stood up to move to the seat next to you, warm arms wrapping tightly around you and pulling you into his shoulder to cry, hidden from the curious gazes of other cafe goers.

After a while you were reduced to sniffles, head throbbing dully and breathing ragged. You did feel a little lighter, though. "I'm sorry if I ruined your shirt," you sniffed, to which he chuckled lightly.

"They're just tears, Yn, they'll wash out," You smiled and he wiped your cheeks with his thumbs, so gently you barely felt them. You blinked up at him sadly, and he swore he felt his heart break.

"I'm sorry, I really am. I don't think I ever hated you, I just hated my situation and needed a target,"

"I know," he murmured, a hand coming up to brush fingers through your hair rather clumsily. "It's okay, I forgive you. I really did feel we were getting pretty close, though,"

"We were! I mean, I'm honestly quite fond of you, even if I do still think you're a bit cocky," you jibed, poking his ribs a little.

"At least I'm not an asshole this time," he grinned. "And I really meant it when I said I don't have it easy. That time I stopped myself, I was scared of oversharing, but since you've allowed yourself to be so vulnerable with me…" he trailed off, voice small, and you took his hand and squeezed it.

"You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to, but I'm happy to listen," you encouraged, earning a gentle nod.

"My clubs are all that keep me sane. I really do despise the sciences, but I take them because my dad makes me. I kinda rely on him for tuition and all," You blinked at him as you processed what he told you, your gradually fading guilt coming back to punch you in the gut with a vengeance. You really had it all wrong.

"I know how that feels," you frowned, lower lip jutting out a little at the thought of him feeling the same pressure you'd been drowning in for so long.

"It's not easy for me to do well. I actually study like a maniac behind the scenes, but you can't tell anyone that," he giggled, and you rolled your eyes.

"Your secret is safe with me!"

"We have more in common than I realised," he hummed, hand still comforting in your hair. He was surprisingly tender in his movements, and coupled with the weight of your crying session it was enough to begin lulling you to sleep. You felt it hit you in strong waves, however you fought them, blearily blinking at Donghyuck. "Now we've sorted that out, I feel like you need sleep," he chuckled. "But Yn?"

"Yeah?"

"That time I asked to buy you lunch… maybe we can still do that? Like, as a date?"

"A date?" you were so stunned it brought you back a little more to the realm of the awake. He'd spent weeks falling for you, and you were too caught up in your own judgement to notice?

"Yeah, I mean. I really like you, and our little cafe hang outs. I'd love to get to know you even better, if you'll let me?" You watched his face, finding him nothing but genuine, before nodding, leaning against his shoulder as fatigue continued to batter your body.

"I'd love that, Donghyuck. You're quite the catch yourself, y’know," your speech was slightly slurred, making him giggle into your hair. He pressed a gentle kiss to your head, careful in case he was crossing a line, and when you hummed in contentment he allowed you a stronger one before helping you to your feet.

"Let me take you home, sleepyhead," he teased, supporting you as you all but slumped entirely against him. "You're gonna have to at least show me the way, though,"

"My mom is gonna be pissed that I'm wasting precious studying time on a man," you groaned, making him laugh loudly.

"That's okay, I'll fight your mom," You snorted at his serious sounding joke, though his next words immediately softened you, heart suddenly soaring because of the one man you thought you'd find yourself repelled by forever. “You’re safe with me, I'm here to protect you.”

[enhaheeseung]

Lemme expose myself real quick I literally used to compare my works to others all the time based off of likes and comments and how they wrote their stories I was upset and even thinking of quitting this account for that very reason now that I think about it it’s literally so dumb to feel like that cause everyone is different you’re not always going to be as good as someone else and you should never compare cause I learned that I have my own style my own lane and my own supporter’s and my own ideas

With all that being said if anyone is thinking about making an account to write then do it cause you want to share your imagination with the world cause no amount of likes will matter at that point even if it’s just one person enjoying your writing then do it cause that’s where the real joy comes in sharing something you love with someone else there’s no better feeling

And even with a thousand followers my numbers and comments still fluctuate cause some posts you make reach different audiences you could get 1k likes and then 2 hundred on your next work it doesn’t mean what you wrote is bad it just means not as many people are seeing it

I’m glad I found this out early on cause if I hadn’t we wouldn’t have got such works from me like “angel” or “train ride home” and many others what I’m really trying to say is if you want to do something do it like really go for it

I started this account cause I used to read so many fanfics but none of them had the plot or storyline I wanted so in the beginning I wrote for myself but now thanks to all the support everyone is showing me I began to write for you all

It makes me happy when I make something that someone else is enjoying and even though I basically only write smut somehow it’s turned into something more than that for me there’s just this overwhelming feeling of when someone is appreciating something you made it’s indescribable really but if I had to put a name to it ultimately it makes me feel happy

Let’s just say I came a long way from the clown behavior and definitely leveled up from that goofy status lmao

I have so many great ideas and plots coming and I can’t wait to release them im finally becoming confident to be myself and open up to everyone tumblr is like my little safe place cause being an introvert is hard 🥲

So just know you’re all getting the raw uncut version of me

This is starting to get really long but I hope you’ll read through it all just remember to always enjoy what you do and never compare yourself cause to someone else you’re their favorite and this applies to life not just in writing but I’m going to let you all go I’m sure you’re all busy but if you took the time to read this thank you and I love you.🤎

I’m gonna go now and let’s continue this journey of simping for heeseung 😭😂

have a great day/night☺️

[maoist-mizer]

Queer people: umm what you’re saying sounds insulting, please don’t say that

CisHet people: n-no hhowww couLd you sAy that 😡😭 haterr 🤬😤 aanyone who cri-itises mee iis a-a-a a haterr. ttimee too h-have a tEmp-per tanTrumm 😰😰😰

It has come to my attention that there’s been someone, or plural people, in the anti mor tag, that don’t understand basically how to function as human. So I’m going to leave out some very basic instructions for them.

If a QUEER person tells you, a CISHET person, that you’ve said or done something insulting, be quiet, apologise, and try to do better. Don’t argue with them, or call them a “hater” because then you just look like a fucking idiot. Even queer people themselves can be homophobic/transphobic/etc, and they should also take criticism when it’s directed at them, because everyone can fuck up. Just because some queer ppl don’t find something offensive doesn’t mean we all don’t find it offensive because I sure do after seeing so many bullshit bigoted posts in the tags. I don’t care how many queer friends or relatives you have, you can still be homophobic/transphobic/etc.

This isn’t a death sentence so stop acting like it is. Get your head out of your ass, and at least try to learn to distinguish the difference between hate and criticism. The fact that I need to explain that is mind boggling. Actually, no, it’s hilarious. I feel like I’m talking to a child. As this is directed at the anti mor ppl, I’d like to point out that this isn’t for all of you. If you don’t like her or find some of her actions and SJMs portrayal of her criticism-worthy, then go ahead and do your thing. This isn’t about you. This is about very specific ppl within that tag that “criticise” Mor in a quite CLEARLY lesbophobic way.

Disliking Mor doesn’t make you a lesbophobe. But some of the criticism I’ve seen directed at her is very much ingrained in lesbophobia. Some of you really need to unlearn that behaviour.

The audacity. The ignorance. *chefs kiss* amazing, you hate to see it. And it’s really funny how everyone likes calling themselves a safe space for queer people but when queer people point out the harmful things cishet people say, suddenly it isn’t such a safe space after all. I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt that you’ll learn from your mistakes and do some research to better understand queer people, because right now you just look like a clown. Get your act together. I don’t need to single out who this may apply to, but if you think it does, then get off tumblr for a hot minute, go outside, smell the grass, and get your shit together.

If anyone clowns on this post or makes another post clowning on me for being concerned, they’re getting blocked. I won’t stand for bigotry, and I’m tired of sitting back and not saying anything ❤️

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hej!  Igen😂 håber du hviler efter dette lange kapitel og får noget arbejde gjort!

Jnshsiaka I- I cant!! Istg I read "David" and literally went: Nop, not happening. Bye. And got tf out of ao3 and tumblr. I have to thank you tho. I finally did my ethics homework I had been procastinating for two days lmaoo

But ok ok *takes a deep breath* lets go!!

ONLY DAVID COULD NAME A DEMON CHOPIN OMG!!

JDJWKBDO DAVID!! THAT BOY!! I'M CRYING BSJSBSI HE IS BEAUTIFUL 😭😭

I'm confusion...

“It’s alright, love,” he had told the demon. “I’ve lived with worse demons. You’re okay. I won’t hurt you.” (JDIVDUIS I CANT😭😭)

NOT LIKING DAVID=🚩🚩🚩 (you are on thin fucking ice Asmodeus!!!)

"He wasn’t going to ruin the book by assaulting someone with it. Especially not a first edition!" Honey they might kill you... Still relatable tho

"Because the boy had always felt like a thunderstorm too. Strong, dangerous, and scary – but utterly beautiful and completely breathtaking if you managed to catch a look at the right time." MAVID!!!!!

MAX STOP MAKING JOKES😂😂

I mean I understand Max....

"David dragged his fingers through Max’s back and dug his nails into the dimple at the base of his spine. Max let out a strangled moan against his mouth." OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUCK🥺

You beautiful simp!!!  THE KISS!!!

I knew Elyaas was telling the truth!!!

“Look. It’s beating.” So is mine!!! (kinda)

“Max,” David said hoarsely. “Max. We are in hell.” “Not a problem,” Max said, moving to his throat. (of course they dont have a problem. Herondale, Fairchild, Bane and Lightwood people never seem to have it. And all four in the same room!! Like father, like son... )

“Max, you mustn’t do anything reckless,” David said carefully – which was asking for a lot, to be honest. “I’m in Edom,” Max pointed out. “That ship has sailed.” (yeah... A little late warning...)

“How hot is this shadowhunter?" REALLY hot, but worry not babe...

“Don’t…Don’t justify what I did so I won’t feel bad about my actions.” Max always surprise me...

Oh shit, he doesn't remember!!

“I love you,”  KSJHDIDBDISB 💙💙

"Mon ange, we both know that’s not true.” >>>> anything

"I saved his life" WHAT WHAT??

“You came after the wrong prince.” wtf?? WTF???

“It’s always the bloody Herondales.” HOLY SHIT. NO. WHAT? I. WHAT?? OMG WE ARE ALL CLOWNS HERE!! SHIT GOT REAL. Omg. Plot twist. Wow.

Lexi!! Now this makes sense!!! I'm so worried for her... AND THATS NOT DAVID!!

"If you can make something gay, you should. Those were the rules." Sounds logic :)

YES ALEC CALL HER OUT!! Also, he is right about the fighting thing...

Ok, but she makes a great point at the Herondale thing!!

"Are you satisfied, my Consul?” JDISBSKNS LOVE IT💙 Sounds badass ngl... Also, Lexi scared of Magnus 😂

OMG Olivia!! What?? She is really possesed?!?!?

“Livvy. Baby. Look at me,” he begged, his voice hoarse and torn. “Olivia. Please. I’m here.” (Not cool Dani!! Not cool!!)

I'm scared of Julian...

Every "No." takes years of my life!!

Gabriel??? Anjali??  I NEED ANSWERS!!

ANJALI IS JUST BADASS!!

SELENA!! She knows how to handle all the shit!! My wise girl🥺🥺

Yeah, you got this!!!

I- okey, maybe they don't...

“Selena. I’m so sorry,” Lexi cried. “Selena. What did I do to you?” (FUCK FUCK FUCK!!)

“Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.” I CANT ANYMORE😭😭

HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK?? I'M SCARED FOR LEXI AGAIN!!

He is obsess with Magnus...creepy

Oh shit it all makes sense now!!! The coffee, the arrow!!! THE SWORD!!!

David still blushing here is so cute and funny 😂

Oh boy you are lucky Jace wasnt there!!!

“Oh my god. You are such a drama queen,” LMAOO😂

Thats it. He doesnt like David. Lets kill him🔪

“But the shadowhunter stays right here.” OH SHIT.

He reached out to David and kissed his hand. “You’re gonna be okay. I got you.” (They are going to make me cry 😭😭)

“Babe,” he told the blonde boy. “Take that off. I’ll get you something prettier." 💙💙

“David-” “Max-” “Children,” Asmodeus interrupted with a tired sigh. (why is this so funny tho??? 😂)

Magnus soul?? MAX???

“Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. A beautiful story. But I am afraid, it doesn’t have a happy ending. (did you HAVE to remind me of that??)

“I need you to shut the fuck up,” Max said with infinite patience. (SAMEEE)

I dont like this giving up inmortality thing... Its getting a bad habit 🙂

“And you will find someone else to love,” David smiled. How was he smiling right now? “It was supposed to go like this anyway, wasn’t it?” (No. No. No. Please no!!)

OMG IT WAS FOR MAGNUS??

“If anyone is obsessed with your father, it’s your other father.” Yeah, that acurrate..

Asmodeus is just bdjsksnlsnsks >:(

“I don’t care about the world,” Max said. “I care about you.” Im sorry but THE PARALLEL!!!!

That fucking vision send chills all over my body. Seriously it was so dark and cruel and???

“You will be the one who ends it all.”

“You are not Alec Lightwood, and you never will be,” “You are not a protector. You are a destroyer.”

“You keep your immortality and be the one who ends the Lightwood name.”

THAT QUOTES. WOW. I JUST CANT PROCESS IT. WOW.

Jace!! I just want him to be ok since chapter 1😭

“I miss him,” Clary whispered. “I miss him too,” (Noo, he is not dead. Please!!)

"Alec was holding Rafael’s hand. Magnus was singing softly in Indonesian." I mean...shooting me would have hurt less but ok...

"Jace didn’t know what kind of cursed world they lived in where they had to keep saying goodbye to their children" Yeah, thats the cruelest thing of all I think

"Magnus shielded Rafael and Alec shielded Magnus." THIS is just pain in the most pure way and honestly I don't know how I'm still alive

“Is he possessed?” Alec asked dryly. (NO,  BUT SOMEONE IS!!)

“He is trying to tell us something,” Jace observed. “Yeah. No shit,” Magnus said. “He wants you to follow him.” “You speak dog?” Jace raised an eyebrow. “I speak commonsense,” (Sorry, this is sad and all but them!!! 😂)

"Clary had looked breathtaking. He had told her that when she was in labor and she had asked him to go fuck himself." I HAVE TO COVER MY MOUTH CAUSE THIS IS JSVSISJSJSJ😂

“My babies,” Jace whispered. “Please. No. Not my babies.” (NO NO NO PLEASE NO!!)

“Somebody check on her parabatai!” YESS!! Thank you Jem. Somebody do something!!!

"A part of Jace knew Magnus was a downworlder. A warlock. But Jace had never seen anything more angelic in his life" I swear I'm trying not to scream 😭😭)

NO NO NO WHAT?? WHAT?? NOO. SHE CANT BE DEAD. WHY?? ITS TOO LATE TO BE CRYING PLEASE!!!

Jeg undskylder igen for denne lange reaktion, pas på dig selv!!! (sender mine bedste vibes, så du også kan skrive den rapport💙)

YES I GOT IT RIGHT IT'S DANISH (I'm just guessing Scandinavian countries at this point lol)

Your love for David >>>>>>>

ALSO I LOVE HOW YOU MANAGE TO SOMEHOW SNEAK IN GABRIEL THIRST EVERY CHAPTER SDBCJDSBJC.

I LOOOOOOOOOVE when you quote fave lines.

Wishing you a productive weekend bebe 💙

[kexing]

So since you’re the one who got me into the bad buddy mess (thank you for that btw it’s such a great show I love it so much and unironically ep11 is my favorite no im not kidding I love it so so much) I had TO SCREAM AT SOMEONE NOW THAT IVE SEEN IT???? CAUSE HOLY COW THAT SURE WAS SOMETHING RIGHT?????? I was sure everyone loved that bittersweet angsty lovefest just as much as me but then I checked tumblr and oh boy. I actually did not watch the teaser (was a mistake I feel) cause I wanted to avoid spoilers for the last ep and now im like. Sitting here going. Huh?

So since im still boarded and not getting off the “best boyfriends never breaking up” train. May I just – cause no one else is gonna listen to me talk about it – dumb my idea for whats happening into your unassuming, innocent ask box and bail. Cause otherwise ill explode with conflicting emotions.

SO WHAT IF ep 12 starts with patpran entering their respective homes and their parents want to talk with them about being reasonable and breaking up with the other and patpran go through a “What if” like we had in the end of ep 11. A what if where they did indeed break up, a clean cut, where they erase e/o from their lives and how sad and lonely they’ll be and how fucking miserable and how in turn that will be their families miserable too and they tell their families. And THAT’S what we’ve been shown in the teaser. OR even better a what if where they indeed ended up hating each other???

Yes I’m firmly seated on the delulu train destination: clown town.

Also the scenes with the friends and the “we broke up” has major SIKE vibes. Like of course prans friends would like to know what the hell went down and why he ran away just out of nowhere and I think pran would deflect at first with a joke and go into “yeah me and pat broke up” just to watch his friends who were at first so against pat go “WHAT THE FUCK NO” and then have a quiet laugh at their expense cause of course they did not.

There. I fixed it.

(also isn’t that scene from the teaser where pat dad says “you did the right thing” the same as the scene where they hug from the what if scene from ep11? Also it reminds me a lot of the “when did I teach you to lie” teaser and im guessing he means “you did the right thing” by coming home, by being a decent human being, by calling my shit out etc. yes did I mention im headed to clown town.)

Also did I mention thank you so much for plastering my dash with bad buddy. Best thing that has happened to me since December urgh yes! i hope youre having a very good weekend and are not too concerned about whats gonna happen. love you byyyye

hi! akdjskkdks you’re welcome!! 🤣🤣🤣

yes, feel free to scream!!! ep 11 was truly something else. dare i say, the most emotional pipe dream i’ve ever experienced in my life.

OMG imagine you blissfully unaware coming to tumblr to find the fandom on fire 🤣🤣🤣🤣 honestly, i kind of wish there was no preview cuz that was such a low blow, even though i’m very aware that it’ll be fine in the end.

it’s perfectly alright to share your thoughts and opinions with me. it’s the least i can do for getting you into this aldkskkdks

a what if where they indeed ended up hating each other 😭😭😭😭 yes, i can actually see that happening! i don’t think it’s impossible + it’d help add perspective to the boys.

i’m still 30% at the beach of denial so i get it!

alkdkskdkskd the whole preview still feels weird to me. maybe it’s because i wasn’t expecting it? i don’t know what i was expecting but still. so i accept your fix-it!!!

you are also correct. both scenes from the teaser with patpran and their families are practically the same scenes from the what if. they’re all dressed the same.

of course that very logically speaking, maybe that’s just for shooting reasons but the possibility still exists that it’s another what if. and while i unfortunately don’t see the father taking the blame and saying pat’s right, that would be a wonderful thing!!! at this point any character development would make me happy lmao clown town is my favorite lmao

i mean. maybe they indeed broke up and the time apart helps them become more independent from their families and confirm that their feelings are permanent. i can accept it as long as they end up together but i’d love if it was just a what if akdjskkdks

aww i’m glad you’re enjoying bad buddy!! and that i could help you with that!!! it’s my absolute pleasure!!!

i wish you a great weekend as well!! and no worries!!! waiting is torture and i’m still a bit sad but i know it’s gonna be fine in the end so i’m not stressing out.

stay strong until next friday!! love you too bby!! thank you for stopping by! ❤️💙

[breezeinmonochromenight]

Bro how do you keep your inbox open with all these clowns 😭

Shinra is undoubtedly a representation of classism and elitism, and also acts as a representation/critique of capitalism, but to call Shinra, the concept, fascist? And to call people ‘fascists’ for liking or finding interesting certain concepts/characters pertaining to Shinra? Especially in a sci-fi/fantasy setting like FF7… doesn’t really make sense. Fiction is literally a vehicle to explore ideas that might be uncomfortable or at the very least unbelievable in real life. There’s nothing wrong with finding Rufus Shinra hot or wishing the Turks received more depth/characterization. They are characters. In a fictional setting. The story of FF7 itself couldn’t function without the concept of Shinra and all that that entails. It’s ridiculous to call people who might want to see more of that idea explored ‘fascists’ or whatever other buzzword they can come up with. Sorry for the paragraph, it just annoys me that you have to deal with these clowns (and by extension their bad takes reaching my eyes). I don’t even touch most Shinra-focused fan content, but to see a whole subset of the fandom (who are completely valid btw) called fascists isn’t just offensive, it’s plain ignorant. If you don’t like Shinra/it’s related characters, fine. Keep it to yourself. (Reminds me of that I-Hate-Zack anon, who just HAD to come spouting off in your, a known Zack enthusiast, inbox). It’s their opinion, fine, but honestly those kind of I-hate-x-part-of-the-fandom people have no business sending asks like that when a) they know what kind of blog you are and what your opinions on that kind of shit are, and b) they should know by now they’re going to get clowned so why???

Anyway, I hope you’re having a good night. Sorry again for the long rant, but it’s really not that difficult to control what kind of content you see, so any complaints those people had should have been directed at the block button, not you. I want to thank you for the content you do make. You’re a real bright spot in this fandom (god, especially on tumblr), and you definitely deserve my respect for all the circuses you put up with and/or orchestrate. Take care!

Clowns love me, but it’s unrequited. ):

Fwiw: I keep it open/allow Anon because I know some people would feel awkward sending prompts, even if I promised to manually censor the name before posting. So, in that regard, I feel like the good/fun of it all far outweighs a few dumb Anons here and there that are easy to clown on lol. Plus, 95% of the Anons I get like this, whether it’s FF7, Spardacest, or whatever dumb fuck take just get an IP block flat out anyway, and I don’t waste my time on a response. Only the ones I find spectacularly stupid and logic defying make it to post lol. So I’m not pressed at all by them tbh. Embarrassed for them, sure, but not pressed.

Far too many people on here and elsewhere use the term ‘fascist’ (or other buzzwords) to stigmatize something they don’t like without knowing what the word (or the actual political philosophy in this case) really means, and it does nothing but make the word lose all meaning in the long run.

I legit don’t know how people still miss that point of the story — ShinRa is literally a lesson in corporate greed and how it can destroy the world and the people within it. I’m also assuming that person is either a Remake only player or just missed the fucking point entirely — because Rufus’ whole Compilation arc is him seeing how bad ShinRa has fucked the planet and trying to do something to fix it. Like, they all but tell you he’s the one backing Reeve’s — also a former ShinRa exec’s — WRO.

The other thing that makes me laugh is like. Who are the characters I typically write about? Angeal, Genesis, Sephiroth, Zack, and Cloud. Who do they all work for at some point? ShinRa. And while Cloud may not have, the other four have absolutely spilled blood for that company. So would this not technically make me one of those ‘fascist-lovers’ too? Or is it because that person liked one or more of those characters, that I’m excluded from that criticism? Like, I would have legitimately loved to have known their opinion — if me liking Noct n’ co. makes me a supporter of a real life autocracy, or if that’s fine because those are the protagonists. Lol.

People get so fucking pressed about this stuff they don’t enjoy and will piss and moan endlessly about shit they don’t like and it’s like. Holy shit. Just fucking block what you don’t like/are uncomfortable by and you’ll be so much happier than you would coming and making passive-aggressive comments in my (or anyone else’s) inbox. Like, I’ve blocked for everything from being an actual shitty human being and/or making content I find genuinely fucking gross, all the way down to being an annoying theorycrafter and/or just generally being annoying. Shit’s in the thousands at this point, and my skin is clear and I sleep very well at night because of it lol — you don’t see me starting like hate campaigns and going into people’s inboxes to be a cunt or w/e. I don’t know why ‘you can’t control what other people are like/are into, but you can absolutely control your online experience’ is such a difficult concept, but alas, here we are.

Anyway lol. I got no problem calling that shit out when it’s needed. It’s honestly pretty fun and I have a mean streak that needs to be let loose sometimes.

I hope you’re having a good day/evening as well! I appreciate everything you said. (: