#;; pls... i havent been making new ones... i feel bad...

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could you do judy alvarez smut?? i love your work but i havent seen a single person write about her so pretty please 🙏🙏

YES OF COURSE I CAN !!!

smut. 18+ pls.

do not repost for any reason.

judy spends too much of her time working on brain dances. you get it, its her job and she was lucky enough to make a career out of something she loved doing so much, but that meant she was always at her desk. either at lizzies or her apartment, it didn’t matter. it meant that a lot of her time was spent away from you.

today was no different, you had found yourself in an empty apartment after work once again. you were frustrated, it had been days since you had fucked her and you were growing desperate. you were only home for 10 minutes before you were heading to lizzies, your need for the girl growing stronger as you got closer.

you exchanged quick words with the girls, in too much of a rush to actually talk to them. you walked through the familiar corridors, pushing past customers and workers until you were practically running down the stairs leading to her office. your eyes landed on judy, she was focused on the screens in front of her, but at the sound of your entrance, she turns to face you.

“hey, i didn’t know you were coming by, what’s up?” she smiles at you and god did you miss it.

“judy.” she stands from her chair at the tone of your voice. it was as if you were about to deliver the worst news of her life to her. she makes her way to you, reaching out to hold your wrist.

“hey, what’s going on?” you cave, pulling her in for a kiss. your hands grip her shirt desperately, pulling her impossibly closer. her hands find your hips out of habit. you let your hands roam around her body, groping her tits the second your hands meet them. she groans against your lips, pulling back slightly, her forehead resting against yours. “baby,” she breathes out, pulling away slightly.

“just need you so bad, judy,” you whine out, pushing her back until her legs hit her chair. you climb into her lap, hips rolling against her thighs as your lips meet hers again. her hands grip your waist, another groan falling against your lips.

she squeezes your ass, pulling you to grind against her thigh. “god, didn’t know you needed me this badly. why didn’t you say anything?” her fingers toy with the waistband of your pants before she tugs at them. you stand, pulling them off.

“can’t say anything if you’re never home when i am. needed you so bad, jude,” your bare cunt meets her leather pants and you whine. her hands are back on you in an instant, her fingers swiping through your folds.

“sorry,” she whispers out, fingers prodding at your entrance.

“fuck me and i’ll consider accepting your apology.” and she does. her fingers sink into your entrance, her thumb circling your clit gently. you hiss at the feeling, the ache between your thighs finally getting dealt with.

judy’s quick to leave deep marks in the skin of your neck, the ones she had left days ago had disappeared. she loved the way you looked with her possessive marks littering your skin. each was unique, temporary tattoos of her love decorating your skin.

“fuck,” you drawl out, your hips bucking desperately against her fingers. you can feel judy smiling against your neck, her teeth grazing the skin as she makes her way to your ear.

“so wet, you needed me so badly, hmm?” you nod desperately, heat spreading throughout your body. she felt so good inside of you, you missed it so badly. “didn’t know how badly i missed your pussy,” her voice is soft, not at all fitting for the filthy words she threw your way.

her pace is quick, her fingers scissoring in and out of your cunt. your close, you know it, she knows it. your walls clamp around her fingers, your clit pulsing against her thumb. “gonna cum,” you mutter out.

“yeah?” you nod, your hot breaths mixing with her own.

“mhm.” she doesn’t get a chance to mutter out another words before you’re coming undone, your orgasm washing over you. you let out a loud moan, judy’s fingers not stopping their actions against your cunt. you buck against her, the pleasure she gives you being too much and not enough at all.

“again.”

[zenxvii]

Heey everyone! I know I havent updated in a while my bad...

I just haven't had motivation but now I do yayyy. It is for whc1 tho..

I started a new fanfic on wattpad and I'm thinking of writinf the first season too,, I started from season two lol lol because I got lazy and just finished season two so here's a chap of start in season two and I would like some opinions pls!!

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It's been three months now. Three months and my mind still won't let me rest. It's all my fault, isn't it.

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, 3 a.m. flashing on my clock, feeling everything crush me, push me deeper into the mattress, can't breathe, can't move. No sleep. But it's okay. It's my fault anyway.

My phone rings. I flinch. Don't want to answer. But what if it's him?

I grab it off the nightstand, staring at the caller ID, heart pounding — not him. Still… I answer.

"Y/n," a quiet voice says.

"Si-eun," I whisper back.

"You're not asleep," he says. His voice is so quiet.

"Neither are you."

Silence. Heavy. I almost hang up. I almost cry.

"I can maybe transfer to your school," I say, my voice shaking. I hear him gasp, small and sharp. "But… I don't know if I should. It's an all-boys school anyway," I mumble, closing my eyes tight like that'll make anything better.

He doesn't answer. Just breathes.

"My dad… he works at the school board. He asked if Eunjang could let me in. Just me. Just… make an exception," I choke out. "My grades are trash now. I couldn't get in anywhere else even if I wanted to."

"And… because of the incident," I whisper, voice cracking wide open.

"I see," he says. "If I do get in… your class?" I ask even though my throat hurts. "1-5," he says.I nod even though he can't see it. Maybe if I nod hard enough, it'll feel real.

"You should try to sleep, Si-eun. You have school tomorrow," I tell him, voice so soft it barely exists.

"I'll try, y/n. You should too."

"Mhm. Night."

Click.

The line goes dead. I stare at the dark ceiling again, like it's going to swallow me. My eyes drift to the table beside my bed rows of pill bottles staring back at me. Depression, Anxiety, Sleep deprivation, Memories, Ghosts.

I push myself up, my body screaming against it, and drag my feet toward the kitchen. Messy hair, eyebags, same clothes for days.

Dad's still awake, hunched over his laptop like he can work away the sadness. He looks up. Sees me. Sees everything.

"Babygirl…" he says, voice breaking as he pulls me into his arms. One hand stroking my hair. One hand steady on my back, like I'll fall apart if he lets go. "I miss him, Dad," I say, and it feels like my heart is ripping itself out. "I know, honey. I know. It's going to be okay. I swear," he says, squeezing me tighter, but promises don't fix anything, do they?

"I got news," he says, waiting, waiting for me to say something, anything. I just blink up at him, too tired to even nod. "They won't open Eunjang to girls. Not yet," he says slow, careful. "But… they'll make an exception. For you."

An exception, a mistake. a broken thing they'll shove into their perfect halls.

"If you can show them why girls should be allowed there… maybe someday," he adds, patting my head. I don't answer. What's the point.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to," he says, softer now, almost like he's scared of scaring me more. "Class 1-5," I mumble, pulling away from him, my hands trembling."I want that class."

"I'll see what I can do," he whispers. "You should get some sleep, honey."

"Mhm."

I don't really talk anymore. Words feel useless. Heavy. Dead.

I shuffle back to my room, feeling Dad's sad sigh follow me like a shadow. He always tries. He's all I have left. After mom… After everything.

I sit down on my bed, the bottle of water slipping from my fingers as I stare at the photos on my table.

One frame. Me. Mom. Dad. Laughing under the sun, four years old, like nothing bad could ever touch us.

Another frame. Me, Su-ho, Si-eun, and him. There used to be one more smile in that picture.Now it's just a ghost.

I should have held onto that night longer. I should have done more.

I grab the sleeping pills without thinking, throwing a few into my mouth, washing them down dry. Sleep is the only place it doesn't hurt. The only place I'm not awake.

I lay back down, eyes open, staring at the cracked ceiling above me. I close my eyes. Maybe this time…

Maybe this time, I won't wake up.

-

I did wake up.

I turned my attention to the clock on my nightstand, 7 a.m. watching the numbers blur before my eyes. I sighed and looked at the ceiling again. I didn't know what to do.

What would he say if he saw me like this? My room is a disaster .. clothes piling up on the floor, bottles of pills scattered across the table, me looking like… this. He'd probably be disappointed. He'd probably think I was a mess. I haven't visited him in so long.

I dragged myself out of bed, every muscle in my body screaming at me to stop. I walked past the mess in my room, the weight of it almost too much. The bathroom mirror didn't give me any answers, just a reflection I barely recognized. My hair was dry, weak. I pulled it into a messy bun and sighed, too tired to care.

I put on a hoodie, sweats. I didn't care how I looked, not anymore. Grabbing my phone, my keys, I slowly made my way to the door.

My shoes felt like lead as I put them on, but I didn't think about it. I walked out, and my feet led me to the bus stop. Every step was slow, heavy, like my body didn't want to move.

The bus arrived, and I climbed on, barely noticing the faces around me. I walked past a couple of friends, laughing, their voices like nails scraping on my skin. My heart clenched. I heard his voice again, echoing in my head, and it felt like the air was getting thinner. I sat down, eyes closed, hands pressed to my ears.

Shut up, please.

The bus ride felt like an eternity. But the time passed and I arriived at the hospital.

The sterile smell hits me the second I walk through the automatic doors — that cold, clinical scent that never seems to leave. It feels like walking into a place where time doesn't move, where nothing ever really changes. A place where people wait, suspended in some limbo, neither alive nor gone.

I hesitate just inside the entrance, the weight of the hospital air pressing down on me. I can't seem to breathe right. I feel out of place here, like I don't belong, like I'm intruding on some unwritten rule.

My feet move on their own, pulling me forward, but it feels like I'm walking in slow motion. The hospital sounds are muffled footsteps echoing in the distance, the soft murmur of voices, the beeping of machines that feel like they don't belong in the real world. None of it feels real.

I can't help but think of how Su-ho used to tease me about hating hospitals, how he'd laugh and tell me they weren't so bad, just full of sick people and bored nurses who would only care about their shifts ending. That laugh… it feels like it was a lifetime ago.

I round a corner and see a nurse walk by, her face focused and distant. I force myself to keep moving, but my heart is beating too loud in my chest.

When I reach his room, it's like the world goes quiet. I stand in the doorway, my breath caught in my throat. It's too much. Too real.

Su-ho is lying there, pale and still, his body hooked up to so many machines that I almost can't tell where he ends and the wires begin. His face is almost the same, but different. Too quiet. Too still. He looks like he's sleeping, but I know better.

I don't know if I should step closer or if I should just turn and leave. I don't want to wake him, but I don't want to leave without saying something. Saying what? I don't even know. I haven't said the right thing to him in so long.

My hands shake, and I can't tell if it's the cold or just the way my insides feel like they're being crushed. I open the door, I take one step forward, then another, and stop just a few feet away. I stare at him, trying to see the person I used to know — the one who laughed and made everything feel okay.

But this is different. This is real. And I don't know if I can handle it.

"Su-ho."

My voice cracks as I try to hold my emotions together. The words feel like they're caught in my throat, but I push them out anyway, barely able to breathe. I sit down next to him, my fingers trembling as I reach for his hand.

It used to be so warm, so full of life — but now it's cold. So cold. My hand, already chilled from the hospital air, feels like it's sinking into his, a stark reminder of how far we've fallen.

"I'm sorry I haven't visited in a while."

The words burn as they leave my lips, a searing ache in my throat that feels like it could tear me apart. I swallow hard, but it doesn't help.

I don't even know what to say. I don't know if you can hear me, if you're still in there, but I need to talk to you. I need you to know.

I tell him about how I see Si-eun less and less, how we've drifted, and how I've let it happen. How everything feels like it's slipping through my fingers, and it's all my fault. I tell him about how I feel so disconnected from everything, like I'm not even part of this world anymore.

"But it's okay, right?" I whisper to him, my voice shaking. "I should've been there with you. I should've been faster. Stronger…"

My voice cracks, and before I can stop it, the tears start to fall. They burn my cheeks, the weight of them pushing down on me until I can't breathe. I try to blink them away, but it's useless. They keep coming.

I want to reach out, to do something, but I can't move. Not even for him.

"I'm sorry." The words slip out of me, a quiet whimper, before I even realize what I've said. I don't give myself time to think, to breathe, before I turn and rush out of the room, the weight of it all suffocating me.

My body moves on it's own, and before I know it, I'm in the empty corridor. I stumble, my legs shaking as the flood of tears I've been holding back spills uncontrollably. The soft sounds of my sobs echo in the hall, but there's no one to hear them.

I slide down the cold wall, my back hitting it with a dull thud. My hands clutch at the fabric of my hoodie, pulling it tight around my chest like it could somehow fill the emptiness that's hollowed me out.

I feel so small, so powerless. So broken.

Hopeless.

Empty.

I don't know where the tears end and the pain begins. It's all tangled, a mess of guilt, grief, and regret. Nothing makes sense, and I don't know how to stop. How to fix any of it.

I pull out my phone to call Si-eun. I needed him.

I wait… and wait. My fingers tremble, and my heart beats erratically in my chest. I feel like I'm going to drown in my own thoughts, drowning in the weight of everything. Finally, the phone clicks.

He picked up

"Si-eun.." I let out a small whimper as the tears won't stop, the regret pushing me down and down.

"y/n? What happened? Are you okay?" He says a pinch of worry in his voice. "I came to visit Su-ho." Not saying anything else.

"Wait for me." He says and hang ups the call. I dropped my phone on the ground. Su-hos voice in my head again making me want to rip my hair out. Feeling so guilty I just shake my head my hands tangled with my hair as the tears just keep pushing out. I wanted to vomit all the nausea making me feel even worse.

I sit there in silence, my sobs loud in the empty hallway, but nothing else can be heard. Everything's muffled, like I'm living in a soundproof bubble, the world outside moving on without me. I lose track of time, minutes… hours? It doesn't matter. I can't stop crying. My head on my knees.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw Si-eun in his school uniform. I tried to get up, but my body wouldn't let me. My knees weak, head spinning, and the burning in my throat.

"Si-eun." I manage whisper out.

"y/n.." He breathed out and pulled to my feet. I stand there, clutching at my chest, feeling the rawness of it all — the guilt, the nausea, the overwhelming emptiness. Si-eun's arms are steady as he helps me up, but I just want to crumble into him, to let him take away all of it. But I can't. I'm too afraid to burden him more. I don't know if I even deserve his help.

Si-eun doesn't say anything for a moment, just standing there, his hand still resting on my shoulder. He looks at me, his eyes filled with concern but also something else — confusion, maybe. Maybe he doesn't know how to help. He never was good at showing his emotions.

I want to tell him that it's okay, that he doesn't need to do anything. But the words get stuck in my throat. It's not okay. None of this is okay.

He shifts on his feet, unsure, his gaze flickering down to the floor, then back up to me. For a moment, he looks almost uncomfortable, like he's trying to figure out the right thing to say. But there's nothing to say, is there? Not when you've already said everything that hurts and there's nothing left but the aching silence.

Finally, after what feels like forever, he speaks.

"Do you want to… talk about it?"

His voice is low, hesitant. He's trying, but he doesn't know how. His hands hang by his sides, clenched in tight fists like he's holding himself together. It's clear he wants to be there for me, but he's just not the type to pour out his emotions — not even for me.

I want to say something, anything, but I can't. I'm still fighting to keep my breath steady, to stop the tears from taking over completely. I don't even know where to start.

Instead, I just shake my head, feeling the weight of all the words that don't come out. I can't talk about it. Not now. Not when it feels like the world is closing in, and every breath is an effort.

Si-eun stands there, his gaze softening slightly, but there's a tension in his posture — like he's fighting with himself, wanting to reach out but unsure if he should. His eyes meet mine again, and he exhales, like he's letting go of some invisible weight.

"It's okay," he says, though the words sound almost foreign coming from him. "I don't know what to say… but I'm here."

I don't know why, but hearing those words, even from him, makes the tears start up again. It's not enough. I wish it were, but all I want is to hear him say that he's not going anywhere, that he'll stay with me no matter what. But I know Si-eun — he doesn't know how to do that.

I don't say anything back. Instead, I just nod, a weak, shaky gesture, as the tears continue to fall. It's not perfect. It's far from what I imagined it would be, but somehow, it's enough. For now.

Si-eun looks at me, his expression hard to read, but his hand moves to rest on my arm, a tentative gesture, like he's trying to offer comfort in the only way he knows how.

I looked to the side, signaling to Si-eun to sit down. He nodded quietly and sat beside me on the bench. My legs felt like they were made of lead. If I didn't sit down, I'd probably collapse. My head was spinning, everything around me felt too loud, too overwhelming.

"I…" I started, but the words got stuck in my throat. I didn't know what to say. How do you explain the way your heart is shattering? How do you explain the weight of everything crashing down on you all at once?

Si-eun didn't speak. He just sat there beside me, his presence steady, though his silence was heavy in a different way. He wasn't trying to fix me. He didn't know how to.

"I don't know if I can keep going anymore…"

The words tumbled out without me meaning to say them. My hands were still shaking, my chest tight with a pressure that felt like I couldn't breathe. The walls around me seemed to be closing in, the air thick, suffocating. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out.

I didn't want to burden him anymore. I just kept quiet, staring at the ground, feeling that crushing emptiness settle in my chest.

Si-eun didn't respond right away, but I could feel his gaze on me. It wasn't pity, though. It wasn't anything that felt like a burden. It was just… silence. And then, finally, he spoke. His voice was quiet, but steady.

"You can. I know you can."

I looked at him, meeting his gaze for the first time. "We'll keep going on together."

It wasn't the perfect reassurance I needed, but it was enough. Enough to make me feel like I wasn't completely alone, like maybe, just maybe, I could keep going, too. Even if I didn't believe it myself right now, his words were a small thread of hope, pulling me just a little bit forward.

I nodded, though I couldn't trust my voice to speak anymore. Si-eun didn't ask me anything else, didn't push me for more. He just stayed with me, and that was enough.

[binkybuzz]

I FINALLY DREW FRIEREN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I added some noise which I've been liking on other people's art!! Im still a little unsure about it tho and Im paranoid that when I print it, it might read as "bad quality print" (Frieren glazing after the zoom-ins) Edit: eww why is the zoom ins so desaturated smh

Beware, some minor spoilers are in the glazing (also pls ignore grammar/spelling w/e Im writing this in a fervour and editing is gonna harsh my vibe smh)

AAAAAAAAAA The storytelling of Frieren is so novel and well done, like Im literally sobbing everytime I think about it. I LOVE LOVE LOOOVE the way they ACTUALLY incorporated the difference within the perception of time for long-lived species (which is smth I've been complaining about for EONS when there's like "immortal demon child" characters), albeit it's less "incorporated" and more the whole goddamn focus. IDGAF. It's SO REFRESHINNGGGG!! INCOMING SPOILERS OF EP25 AND EP26 (manga ch 52-55)!!! Like when Frieren explains how Zoltraak is still relatively new to her (considering that 100 years is like nothing to her)and so using the defence spell for it still needs a little thinking time; whereas for Fern, it's natural and almost even instinctual, because Zoltraak was developed, studied, defended against and mastered by humanity all before Fern's time. It makes me think of how smartphones today are so intuitive and "natural" for the youth to grasp -- because we learned about them and "grew up" with it all our lives, as opposed to our elders, where it was developed when they were much later in life and already had so many experiences (especially formative ones) without it; so learning this LITERAL "NEW FANGLED TECHNOLOGY" is so UNINTUITIVE and DIFFERENT for them....idk I feel smth... Also from the storytelling and worldbuilding, I KNEW it was a woman author like damn if Beastars and Dunmeshi (and many other foremothers like Sailor moon, Nana and like all of CLAMP, but like, you get the point lmao) taught us anything, it was that female authors basically ALWAYS have peak lore, world and character building/design. Like, it's SO COOL that you can literally SEE the passage of time, like through Frieren's flashbacks with Flamme, the clothing and buildings all show a different time period compared to that when she was travelling with Himmel, I havent particularly noticed anything particularly different between Himmel and Fern's time, but that's 80 years compared to the LIFETIMES that was between Frierens adventures with Himmel and Flamme. Another cool point is seeing that Serie STILL wears the same style clothes she did when she was teaching Flamme during the Mage exams. Like not 2 b cringe but "It really shows that Serie is a mage from the past. She is stuck in the past and unwilling to change with the times, unlike Frieren." BC LIKE, FRIEREN CHANGED HER CLOTHES STYLES WITH THE TIMES U KNO??? AND SHE'S CONSTANTLY BEING CHALLENGED WITH HER HABITS AND BELIEFS, SO SHE'S FORCED TO BE A "Mage of the future", LIKE HOW FLAMME PREDICTED. Ok glaze over, if I have more thoughts I'll reblog or comment or smth, anyways

[quodekash]

FUUUUUUUUUUUCKing hell theyre gonna kiss today????

hes so grumpy already I love this so much

the silent conversations chain and toey are having with their eyes oml I cant

pls this is so funny

theyre both deeply in love with someone else so it's jsut so unnatural to them

BUT ALSO id like to mention that the first thing chain did when he had to pretend to be hitting on toey was put his arm around his shoulders and rest his hand there. which is what he's literally ALWAYS doing with pun, no matter when it is, he's always standing next to pun with his hand resting on one of his shoulders

its like he associates his time with pun as being in a romantic relationship 👀

THESE FUCKIN BASTARDS 😭

JUST KISS IM BEGGING YOU

theyre lost in their own little world 🥺

kiIIIIIS

this is too funny, the cuts from "chain. chain what happened next." to ✨soulful dramatic guitar music✨

im sad they didnt actually kiss but also im not surprised

LOOK AT THEM, DUDE

THEYRE SO NATURAL WITH EACH OTHER

I FUCKIN LOVE FRIENDS TO LOVERS SO SO MUCH

half convinced theyre already dating, they just cant be bothered saying anything so theyre waiting for others to ask them about it

PUN IS SO CUTE DUDE I ADORE HIM HES FUCKING ADORABLE

I LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH THEYRE SOIMPORTANT TO ME

if I ever have a romantic partner, this is what I want

I cant explain it, I just wanna run up to them with pure joy and excitement, and for them to hold me back by just pushing against my skull

it just seems perfect, idk why

GB4JHERGB

THE FRIENDSHIP OF ALL TIME

genuinely think I might be more invested in their friendship than all the romantic relationships in this show

im fucking CRYING

my king matt, this was so unnecessary and I love everything about it

why does it suit him so well tho

they should kiss again I think

I feel everything about this image on a spiritual level

THIS ENTIRE AMUSEMENT PARK SEQUENCE BRINGS ME SO MUCH JOY AND DOPAMINE IM IN LOVE WITH THSI EPUSODE

NEW COMFORT EPISODE UNLOCKED

look its really funny but I do feel bad cos this day is not even a little bit fun for him

like q is having a complete shit time

poor chain doesn't love amusement parks but he has to go on the rides with toey to keep up the facade cos toey loves these rides 😭

and its even worse realising Q also seems to love amusement parks, so he would be having a fucking amazing time if he could just go on all the rides next to Q cos they both love it so much 😭😭

fuckin FINALLY

LMAO WHAT

THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY I JUST SCREECHED WITH LAUGHTER SO LOUD AND ITS MIDNIGHT

THE PURE COMICAL SHOCK AS HE REALISDE WHAT HE SAID, THE EXCITEMENT FROM EVERYONE ELSE AS THEYR EALISE WHAT HE SAID

I mean to be fair it was REALLY obvious

im surprised no one noticed earlier but also its a bl so im not at all surprised to find out theyre all fuckin dumbasses

SERIOUSLY THO TANFANG IS WHAT I WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP HOLY SHIT

a lot of the time watching bls ill be like "I want that" but its usually as a joke

but THIS?? the fucking adhd bastard (me) who just wants to be near their partner and compliment and always stimming and just having a swell fucking time while the other one loves them but is mildly tired but also in adoration? FUCKIN GIMME

also how the fuck has Q not realised, theyre all so fucking obvious

also also I cant explain it it just feels deeply as though pun and chain are for real dating they just havent told anyone yet

ill make a post about it all at some point maybe (I definitely wont)

PHYSICAL TOUCH IS HIS LOVE LANGUAGE 😭😭😭

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH HE DOESNT HAVE TO HOLD HIM SECRETLY ANYMORE THEY CAN JUST WALK HAND IN ARM NATURALLY NOW

hear me out tho, this gets even funnier if he's actually already in a committed relationship that no one knows about yet

I dont think it's secret dating, it's just 'not super obvious dating to try and see JUST how oblivious all our friends are. its been three years at this point and still no one's said anything. we're starting to lose all hope.'

I love tan so much, the little wave

what the FUCK

what the FUCK FUCK???

THE SOUNDWIN LINE????

HERE IT IS ITS FUCKIN COMIN GUYS

HE SAID IT

HE FUCKIN SAID IT

[insert that gif of the crowd of people in the bar going insane]

holy fucking shit dude holy fucking shit

my legs are literally shaking idk if I can do this

FUCK TO THE YES, FUCKING EXPLICIT ASK FOR CONSENT HOLY FUCKING SHIT

WHAT THE FUCK

AND THE FUCKING SONG IN THE BACKGROUND !!!!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT DUDE

im gonna be here all day

I dont even need to watch the rest of the episode now

I can just go to bed if I want and watch the rest later or smth

dude I cant wait for q to realise that toey is milk frappe guy

HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT JUST PROCESSED IN MY MIND THAT THEY KISSED

WHAT THE FUCK

omg making out in a haunted house, what a dream

the workers watching on the security cameras probably had a blast that day

how funny would it be if there'd been a scare actor in the shadows in that room with them and they'd been about to scare them but they were too shocked with that tender kiss to remember they have a job

he needs to lie on his bed and just stare at his roof and think about that for a while

tbh same

look at him 🥺 he's so lost in that memory

thEY FUCKIN MADE OUT HOLY FUCK

welp on that note I think im done for now

I might finish the ep with my silly thoughts+screenshots later but for now tis the time for sleep

[lullabyalikpoptarot]

in some skz readings it sounds like some mmebers are either stuck in the past or have a sort of woe is them mentality whilst others seem genuinely ok with having their activities and schedules the way it is even if they felt mistreated or controlled in the past. is there any skz memebr that is genuinely consistent to read on, ofc i expect them to all have ups and downs but thats something they cant control so do any members seem stuck on victim mentality often or inconsistantlly

i notice that in the docuseries i have been watching a lot of the trainees seem to always say things like they will work harder and train harder ik this is common in sk for trainees but they have such an insecure unconfident and almost scared mindset which isnt good to go into if they truly cared about being famous and its not even jusr about fame at all even idols themselves are hit or miss when describing their experiences its either one extreme or the other if theyre mentioning all the bad things but they still personally endorse and chose to endorse an idol / trainee lifestyle is it not bit hypocritical of them to say oh well pls pity them?

thats the bit i find hardest with ppl in the public eye its because theyre put on a pedestal too and i try to understand but at the end of the day we really dont understand but they expect normal ppl to "get it". they can work hard but if they dont personally treat themselves like humans not much else we can do or say to that is there? its how their culture is over there. i also think trainees fail to admit that they realy dont all need to be famous and thats ok too but they dont admit it in themselves and almost force themselves to endure such hardships and all the "pressures" was supposed to make them work "harder" for their goals and dreams of fame and success. its rather double edge sword.

people think its always the fans expectations but its also the idols mental attitude that really does them no favors like no resting when theyre sick, no taking better care of their health. fans are just spectators at the end of the day the idol is still very much their own responsibility and theyre only victims of their choice just as much as anyone else is. it really feels that they look down on being normal too. oh they dont want or cant bare to be a normal person, i get some genuinely are suited for being on the stage but even so they have such a scared or scarcity mindset and often come across as being hella insecure themselves which isnt a bad thing its normal and relatable yet at the same time it still feels like theyre a bit contradictory themselves. skz imparticular try to appear normal but after they have reached such popularity u really cant take it back and i think they seem to forget that a lot esp in their readings. sorry for my rant but what do you think?

its one thing to be like idols are humans too but yh idols are also their choice their health and wellbeing is on them and their team only. if someone desire to be seen a certain way they really cant expect to not be pressured to be a certain way does that make sense? i watched that documentary of how they put a new group together but it doesnt make any logical sense to me. they kept saying what was so wrong about it but then if it was so wrong they still havent quit it at the same time they keep going further as they can because they wanted to be as known as they are?

No matter what they do, they can never really escape the mindset of the culture. It is about doing the hardwork, struggling, keep pushing forward, not complaining, listen to your elders and shut up mentality, and fit into the narrative. Showing any signs of weakness and flaws is frowned upon, so it is understandable that they try their best to show their best selves, even if it doesn’t reflect reality. As a whole, appearing a certain way is important to them. It is how it is there. How the idols act is a reflection of the society as a whole, as you did mention, so we got to recognize that is just how it is there. As an outsider, I would struggle to survive in this environment, but if you are in it, that is all you know and they got to survive somehow. Kpop did a good job of glamorizing Korea, but it isn’t what it is cracked up to be, just like how they do with the States, or any country, like Northern Europe too when these countries also have their downsides. Critiquing others and pointing out what is wrong is a thing in Korea, more so when it comes to looks and work, this is a thing in Asia as a whole. This is nothing that can be changed, unless the people in the culture change it.

[deadqueernoldor]

End of Year Fic Recs!

I got tagged by @camille-lachenille for this, and boy I havent had time to read fic in a hot minute but this was literally the perfect opportunity to go through my ao3 and tumblr bookmarks again! Also I feel really bad that I couldnt get 5 for the first 3 categories, so pls dont take it personal if I forgot. My tagging system is a mess and idk if it works but if you want more tumblr writing recs go into the "writing that has me foaming out the mouth like a rabid dog" tag I have at the top of my account.! There's so many good drabbles and ficlets i couldnt possibly name them all! Also i likely could have tagged other author's tumblr accs but i didn't feel like looking bc I'm exhausted. I love these all sm

Also I cheated with the self rec bc one is from 2022 but I didnt want to rec only my OC lol

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Beneath a Boundless Sky by @runawaymun — ongoing — Rating (M)

Summary: Elrond’s two new wards both struggle to feel at home in Rivendell. The wounds from their slavery in King Frumgar’s court are still fresh, and the scars are deep -- and they’re not the only ones. Maglor is home at last, but each day he lives he is haunted by guilt and grief. Elrond is nothing if not patient, and he is certain that given enough time in Rivendell, all three will heal.

I am always frothing at the mouth at OCs and world building and this work *and the prev work/part 1 of the series* is SO good

dare you see a soul at the white heat? by millyfaraway — ongoing — Rating (M)

Summary: Lómion is reembodied, but struggles to cope. His uncles try to help.

BABY BOY GETS FAMILY THERAPY ABBY BOY SLOWLY GETS CONFIDENCE AND PUPPY LOVE SOBBIG ITS WHAT HE DESERVES anyway go read

The Last Heir of Fëanor - Part Two by Astrance — 87k — Rating (T)

Summary: This is the second part of the tale of the surviving child of Celebrimbor of Eregion and how she fared through the Ages of the world. From the Fall of Ost-in-Edhil to Imladris and the vastness of Second Age Eriador, the fight against Sauron seems never ending. Plans have been set in motion across the Misty Mountains, but, in Lindon, many tasks await.

Have I mentioned how much I love OCs? This is literally one of the best OCs I've read, flaws and all, and the way the whole thing is written is chefs kiss. Cant decide if I'm sweating from the amount of sobbing I've done with this work *and the previous/first part* or because of the delicious angst.

and rain will make the flowers grow by @swanmaids — 800 — Rating (G)

Summary: Glorfindel and Idril; on the Helcaraxë, in Nevrast, in Gondolin.

THEM. THEM. THEM. That's all I have to say. bUT THEM!

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

your veins are empty of dust by @echo-bleu — 1.7k — Rating (G)

Summary: Anairë finds her late one day in her workshop, surrounded by slabs of stone larger than her. Nerdanel is hammering forcefully at one of them, the barest hints of an elven shape already taking form in the marble. Bitter, stinging tears run down her cheeks and into her collar, and her arms ache with exhaustion.

The body is only barely sketched, but the face is already chiselled, smooth curves and angular cheekbones.

Fëanáro emerges out of the marble, looking like he’s about to take life.

(Across the sea, her sons lead a funeral.)

Frothing. Gnawing. I love the writing. The angst. Fucking mourning. Gimme all and then hurt me some more.

Babysitting #01 by @lordgrimwing — more chaps likely, atm oneshot

Excerpt: "She brought her children."

"Who did?”

"That Elwing woman, the pro bono case Celegorm talked me into."

Modern!scenario fix with Exhausted!lawyer!maedhros. He's tired and that's very sexy of him. Maglor is secy. They all are. Idiots. But very sexy. Elrond and Elros best boys. No argument.

Dreams of Doom by @camille-lachenille — 3.8k — Rating (M)

Summary: “She runs in the dark, alone. Where her feet carry her, she knows not, and her heart is heavy with dread. Someone - something - is watching her.”

Niënor from the moment she arrives in Brethil to her death.

THE ANGST THE LOVE THE TENDERNES THE FORESHADOWING I AM BITING THIS BC I CANT FIND GLASS TO CHEW.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies.)

Those Peaceful Hours by SpaceWall — 3.9k — Rating (T)

Summary: At the end of the Third Age, faced with her impending return to the home she left before the sun, Galadriel seeks out the one person who will understand her fears and grief.

It's so well written and the premise as a whole is so great!. Compelling and Galadriel characterisation is just so very sexy to me.

Their oath will drive them, and yet betray them by musing_and_writing — 2.2k — Rating (G)

Summary: Elrond had hours to spare, and if Maglor wished to spend the short time they had together reminiscing, he would not blame him for it. As Maglor began singing, Elrond settled himself across the clearing in his own bed of autumn flowers. Maglor’s voice resounded in the clearing, clear and powerful, just as it had upon his fortress’s ramparts as he pushed back Morgoth’s forces with a Song, just as Elrond assumed it must have echoed before the poisoning of the Trees in his family’s halls as Feanor crafted his cursed jewels.

Hehehehehe cryptid mf with a heart I love it the angst the tenderness it's just so *holds gently* while also *bodychecks maglor*

Double The Baggins, Twice The Took by fogisbeautiful — 138.5k — Rating (T)

Summary: The Baggins twins, Briallen and Bilbo, have spent their whole lives taking care of each other. So when the world outside makes an (uninvited) appearance, only one thing is certain. Not for wizard or king or mountain or dragon will the two of them part. Not if they have one word to say about it.

And besides, as Gandalf points out: It never hurts to have a spare burglar on hand.

I'm a sucker for Thorin x hobbit, and you give me a fic with bilbo's sister who's so lovely characterized? I'll kiss you sloppy style

The One With All The Birds by clothonono — 46.5k — Rating (G)

Summary: Would it never end? Would there always be one more mother standing on the shore, looking out to sea, full of a grief made more terrible by hope?

Elwing and Nerdanel in Valinor in the Fourth Age; a story about children coming home.

I think swanmaids recc'd this to me once upon the time when it hadn't been finished and I want to kiss their forehead for it. It's so good! Go read bc I lick my screen every time I re-read it.

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

Bitter end — 6.4k — Rating (T)

Summary: Maglor has one brother left.

Both have one more fight in them.

The ghost you dress up as (knows how to haunt) — ongoing — Rating (M)

Summary: Maedhros was not the first Finwëan to be captured and taken to Angband, nor did he remain there the longest. Ranyatinwë, twin of Caranthir, was the first.

She escapes.

(Series) Old Maggie Took — 7 works — 402k — all Rating (G)

Summary: The headcanon about Maglor, second son of Fëanor, lives hidden in the Shire? Yes.

[littlegreenplumbob]

People you'd like to get to know better - tag!

i got tagged in a tag by @calicosimgirl 😁😁 which is insane to me bc i consider myself just a little tumblr stalker who occasionally posts piccys of my sims. tysm💚 this is my first tag as im extremely new to actually frequently using tumblr so idk how to do these things so i really hope im right with how i do this

Last song you listened to:

safety pin by 5sos. i am obsessed with those guys<33 ive seen them live in concert once and i cant wait to do it again:)

also! blissful ignorance by foxhaunt. im seeing them at a gig in manchester next month after seeing them around on tiktok and this song? it just perfectly scratches my brain in all the right ways

Favourite colour(s):

green!!!! my irl nickname is littlegreengirl, i have green hair and the majority of my clothes are green. i just think its funky. i also wear a lot of black so i guess that too

Currently watching:

superstore! cant believe i never watched it before. and also the new disney+ percy jackson. i also love bad education, b99 and futurama. i am a chronic watch-till-youre-sick-of-it so anything ive seen before that i can just whack on and know its funny.

Last movie you watched:

percy jackson sea of monsters. ive been rereading the books and reigniting my passion, what can i say (even though i have thallasophobia weirdly)

Sweet/spicy/savoury:

savoury. bc i dont think there is anything better than gherkins 🤩🤩

Last thing you googled:

i think it was ‘average amount of teeth’ bc i was on facetime with my best friend and we fell into a rabbit hole of how many teeth people have. if youre wondering, i have 24 (and that is the least amount of teeth out of everyone ive asked???)

Currently working on:

i havent played my nsb save in a while since im back home from uni atm. i go bsck on sunday so im sure i will be back into sim mode the second i step foot on mancunian ground. ive been really interested in posting lookbooks as well, as soon as i figure out how to take ok quality photos and sort out my cc. but if youre talking physically working, im at work on my break rn and i have been slaying at making those big macs.

i fear i have exposed a lot of myself to some people who do not need to know this much about me. but i guess thats the point!!!! i think tags are very fun and if anyone wants to tag me in future ones, hell yea! lets see what other weird things i can google inbetween now and then

im not sure who else to tag as i mainly only follow cc creators haha - pls dont feel any pressure to respond or anything but id like to make friends on here:)

@mooneonthings @simfestation @fayethegray

[writeforfandoms]

aaa i havent made one of these in a very long time :( i havent been doing great BUT i have been keeping up with all of your updates!!! AND YOU DESERVE THE WORD SPAM OF APPRECIATION so I am PULLING MYSELF UP BY MY BOOTSTRAPS BECAUSE when i say i deVOURED the new zombie apocalypse fic holy FUCKK it was so good he brought her yarn:(( i bawled hes so sweet I LOVED HOW COMFORTABLE AND FLUFFY THAT WHOLE FIC WAS. AND YOU>??? WROTE IT SO FAST?? insane. 

AND NEW RUN WILD!!! A TREAT!??!?!!!! A TREAT FOR ME!!!?!??! EEEEEE OUEUGUYEEEGEHEHEHEHEHE you made my week im not even going to lie i grinned so wide when i saw

SHES AVOIDING THEM :((( NOOOOOO she’s kinda real for that though me too girl me too

WOW OKAY I CANT BELIEVE HE JUST INTERRUPTS HER ROUTINE LIKE THAT LLLL BOOOO so RUDE TO OUR GIRL (jk) 

Awwwwww Konig bad at recon ehhehehehhhehehehe ough that’s cute HELP THEY’RE DOING THE WEIRD CAREFUL DANCE OF COURTSHIP SHE IS NOT PICKING IT UP PLSSSSSSS IM CRYING SHES SO CONFUSED SHES SO AHAHAUAKAKKAKAKAKA 

The mice :(((( FREE THEM sobbing (lol imagine she’s allowed to go back for them and finds them all dead- I NEED TO STOP) OHHH I LOVE HOW THEY’RE BEING MORE TOUCHY yess pls my girl is touch starved and so am I LMFSIUDF HIEJWODFR AWWW HE’S ACCEPTING HER FUSSING CUZ HE SAW HOW SHE TOOK THE REJECTION THE LAST TIME :(((( OUGHH FIFUHRFIUEFROFW AND SHES SO SCARED OF COMING BETWEEN THEM :(( SHE TELLS HIM RIGHT AWAY KONIG GAVE HER GIFT CRYING I love her girl said I am NOT a homewrecker good for her HDUWIJDQWEFRHKF SHES SO FUNNY FOR THAT THO SHES SO REAL

“What do you need in the pack room?” Her answer being nothing what if I cried she’s so just like me fr she doesn’t KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS/NEEDS IM SOBBING? SHES SO CONVINCED SHE’S NOT WANTED SHES SO INSECURE mood PLEASE SOMEONE HUG HER where is Logan a Logan should exist in every fic he would fix things “Then we’ll figure it out” I teared up fr stop :( ill cry HE’S SHOWING HER SHE’S HERE TO STAY WHAT IF I THREW UP?? HURLED?? CRIED??? AOUGHHH the hurt in the hurt comfort is hurting the slow burn (its not even that slow im just bouncing up and down impatiently but medium burn just doesn’t hit the same) is BURNING and im EATING IT UPPPP thank you for doing it again and giving us full course 5 star meals to enjoy I hope you’re doing good today and everyday love and appreciate you sm thank you for the incredible content <3333

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Noooooo I hope you're feeling better!!! Please take care of yourself, rest if you can, stay hydrated, all of that. 💖

Her hee thank youuuuuuuuu! Johnny is so sweet when he wants to be. And you know his mum gave him a nudge in the right direction too lol. The best thing you can get a yarn crafter is more yarn. Especially during a zombie apocalypse when you can't exactly pop down to the store to buy more.

Hee hee mink is having some Feelings and she is not sure how to handle them. These two are not making it easy on her. The courtship they're trying is careful and slow and intricate, especially since they're a bonded pair.

I knew that line would get you! Her answering "nothing" then "I don't know" to what she needs. Mwahaha. I loved writing that. Mink has shoved down what it is to be a shifter to keep herself safe, and now that she has a pack again and space to be a shifter, she's struggling. Poor thing. I should make things easier on her.

Or not. 😈

Thank you darling!! I was so excited to get this ask from you. I hope you're feeling better, and remember to rest and take care of yourself! 💖💖

[frostedturquoise]

Regarding one of the former players in the dnd crowd i roll with though i never would of been such a dick to that guy if his response wasn't the entitled hogwash it was when he pulled that poor sods commed art out of google search or whatever. But given how he treated me whenever i 'roleplayed wrong' (used third person because its easier for me)and hounded me whenever i had to pause to think. Or hounded me whenever i 'had two energy drinks but managed to fall asleep anyway because That Doesnt Happen Your All Lying' even if two players were at my house and able to confirm that yes i did indeed fall asleep at my motherfucking desk, and why were you acting like such a pissbaby about it when i said 'if it happens just continue without me' and the DM was even given info to like help fluff shit or make shit up because if i fall asleep go on without me shit happens we get held up enough by my brother being a flake anyway i dont want to add to the problem. I naturally was the biggest asshole about it especially after he chose to feed it into an ai to 'make me feel better' like no if i cant use third person without getting hounded you do not be a weirdo about art you just yoinked off google with 'pls dont use for anything if your not x person because i have had too many people be deranged weirdoes about my characters' all over it and just literally pick anything the fuck else grow the fuck up especially if your going to deface said art anyway (then did it again with ai) because it was 'drawn a little neater' than the one you 'actually thought fit your character better' you fucking weirdo.

So sometimes i feel like i say shit out of context and sound like i am making mountains out of molehills when in reality i know one too many people who are Like That(tm) in various flavors and the second i spill more it becomes clear that im barely shaving a layer of ice off the tip of an iceberg. hhhh which reminds me i need to work on my w.i.p's at some point so i keep getting distracted by shit.

I have so many things i ave intended to wrte forever but havent but my glasses went missing again and my writing laptop is ungodly bright because ts New(tm) and its literally on the lowest i can make it and i have had the biggest case of eye strain for like a month now between stress and dehydration (too much sleep not enough time to drink water) and the fact that its the time of year everything is ungodly fucking bright. (part of the reason i have been staling on fixing this junky thing up because the refurb of this exact same thing is just as bad. because like. how. how is 1% brightness on the newer version of the same OS 3x as bright as 1% on the older version. how does this happen. please tell. but its not as bad as the writing laptops 1% being as bright as 45% though because Why So Shiny)

But im not like plugged into social media on my phone or whatever the fuck so much as i just open it sometimes to poke about if i find a link on my phone from somewhere i actually DO visit on my phone. So i just forget that dumping my deranged fic idea thoughts here is even a thing.

[1tsjusty0u]

WIP Tag Game

When you're tagged, share the names of each wip doc you have no matter how ridiculous! Tag as many people as you have WIPS, if you can. Open asks to talk about these WIPS!

WAUGH tagged by @doomed-era . thank you :]

stuff i havent even remotely worked on

au - off to a great start already! basically its an au of my au wotb where the champions Know how link died rather than being told that it was a yiga assassination (which. fair assumption but still). while i havent wrote it i would like to

ship - sadly its not about boats . i wanted to explore a botw robbie/link ship/dynamic? its been in my head since ive read robbies diary and its a Rare ship that i think would work well!

short - trying to do a short story of how wotb link and revali became friends/the tipping point. i was also going to draw it as a comic but the problem is i was struggling getting it out. a mix of having to have the dynamic i have in mind Work and having their own.. goals? personalities? align was painful. and still is painful evidently, as i havent done jack all with it (besides minor planning). i do want to do this though so help me,

ravio - ravio meeting link/helping him just after escaping lorule. inspired by art that i cannot for the life of me find. pain

midzel - midna/zelda! i couldnt see it at first until we actually saw midna and zelda for the first time. then i was like Ah yeah no that makes sense. follows the story beats of like. the three times we see zelda in game and how midnas and zeldas relationship changes(ish)

revalink - i was going to do this following the prompts for revalink 2024. i did not do this

omamori fi - fic is misspelled in the title. anyways this is actually a ghost trick fic! uh. i physically cannot describe the plot without spoilers. avoid the striked through text and play ghost trick. please. please. please. please. pl basically its after the game happens, yomiel being in prison and lynne visiting periodically to give him a good luck(?) omamori, so when theyre discarded he has a new one. when hes out he tries to repay it by giving a good family health omamori to jowd and lynne once hes out. i forgot the specific omamoris but i wrote em down. i think its also going to have more interactions/gifts throughout the omamori gift specifically just hurts yomiel inside

purah - i wanted to make a botw purah centered fic just to put more purah fics out there. maybe centered around first moving to hateno but so far the plot is unclear

sonadow prime - ... ok look, ive got nothing. i dont really plan to finish this sadly but it depends on if the demons get me.

Warm Ups - less of a fic and more of just writing warm ups! the thing is though ive only done one (1) warm up. at all. oops

things i have touched

lost library - THIS......... THE HOLY GRAIL... its the fabled only whispered of wotb fic. i havent touched this in awhile

story by muship (tricking that ghost) - ohhhhhohohoho you thought you were done with ghost trick fics, werent you? (light yagami voice) hehehhahhahaha...... you fool..!! you absolute buffoon!!!!!! ok anyways spoilers once again avoid striked text please. yomiel catsits sissel. thats it. its basically reentering jowds/the ghost gang's(??????????????) circle in a way. jowd invites him over and i think they have a talk but its mostly about sissel and yomiel

the demons got to me - . ok so this is worse than the sonadow prime one. because this is a spiderman/dc crossover fic. in my defense i did not plan this. though honestly its not that bad i think

calendar story 1 - based off of the 2021(?) sonic channel calendar stories that were released daily with art. they arent officially translated but they Are fan translated! anyways this is a short spiderman fic (no dc this time). ive actually been doing pretty well on this one surprisingly

yeehaw!!! uhhh yeah feel free to ask about these? also fun fact half of these are in two different document editors. if you want a customizable one that also has coding capabilities and. frankly way more that id suggest obsidian. i got community themes and plugins to make it a lot more fun to write in (shiba inu theme and the style settings plugin. you should read about what the program Can do though because its super versatile and its general note-taking.) the other editor some fics are in is Libreoffice

i. have no one to tag. feel free to join on from this point though!! you can tag me if youd like as a. tagged by person

[yourstrulyarrow]

me when ppl ship alastor but they dont write him as aroace (my headcanon/i swear it was alluded to at one point but aro is not canon specifically for shippers' sakes???) or alloace, they just write him as completely allo, they don't include his struggle with his sexuality... he also feels sex-repulsed to me but obviously i have no canon basis on this (apart from his reaction to angel's comments which is... like really not much and doesn't prove anything). they always make someone (usually vox or lucifer*) an "exception" but they don't write it like you'd write greysexuality or something, they don't write how confused he'd be experiencing attraction for the first time in literally, what, 100 years? how long has he been around? instead they just write it like "finding the right person", or it's just smut for smut's sake (i'm going to exclude the ones where alastor is not consenting because... uhhh... it keeps the integrity of alastor being ace, almost exclusively sex-repulsed as well, sure, but it's... really not my thing. (yes i've read some and yes it was because i was trying to prove to myself i'm not sex-repulsed... yes i'm sex-repulsed. some of the stuff with alastor was... really worryingly ME, especially the internalised aphobia or the way he feels about these things happening in these fics...)).

*i dont know if it's about the content i specifically consume/am able to find, but for some reason the ships that were more common in the pilot era (radiodust, radiohusk, radio... uh... charlie and alastor. radiobelle? charlastor??? charlastor i think) seem more respectful of alastor's asexuality. i've seen one fic where alastor is written as demisexual/demiromantic (a radiohusk one) and i loved it a lot, 10/10, even if i personally don't see him as anything but strictly aromantic asexual. it was rlly cute actually and alastor's confusion and internalised aphobia was just aaaaaaaaa. yes. and also probably because alastor is my first fav character and husk is my second... lol. i don't think i've ever read any charlastor stuff so there's that too..? but idk. radiodust (ironically?) always seems to be extremely respectful of alastor's asexaulity from what i've read. i also don't know if any queerplatonic radiorose stuff exists but surely it does. 10/10 option there. actually ANY queerplatonic stuff with alastor is amazing because yes pls i want more qprs hell yes pls pls pls (especially if it mirrors my own qpr in any way).

i like the way the author of Anguish of the Marrow (ao3) does it. 10/10 read for any radiodust lovers or hyper-descriptive writing lovers, there's a few sex scenes but i for some reason (despite being mostly?? sex-repulsed... idk usually id hate it but it wasn't that bad) managed to skim over them without hating it too much (which i was compelled to do because i love the writing so much). pretty sure you can skip them without too much confusion with the plot (idk havent read it in months, ik theres a new chapter). but i LOVE the way they write alastor's asexuality (and vox and angel and rosie and--) oh my fucking god. i also love long long fics and this shit is at like half a million words unfinished? actually i think its at 600k rn. ghjdsfkdsxc its so good. ughghhhsfdjn here's the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36521164/chapters/91074283

You can't argue that aces can have and want sex and that aros can date and want to date and then get upset when eople ship ace and aro and even aroace characters.

This is a self inflcted wound.

Yes I can and I have.

I don’t mind aspec characters being shipped IF DONE RESPECTFULLY. Like if it’s a canon asexual person in a romantic relationship, that 100% fine! If it’s a canon asexual that you’ve written to have sex but more to explore their identity and emotional connection with sex? That’s fine too! Aromantic character in a relationship to explore attachment or one sided attraction? Great!!

What’s not okay is to erase canon aroace spec characters who’ve been written to not have a relationship, particularly (sex and or romance) repulsed characters. There comes a point where “there’s always exceptions” is aphobic

Also anon, reading exclusionist here. You spun like you either don’t think aro/ace people should date/have sex or that repulsed people aren’t valid.

[xiuminscheeks]

WOOO new ep yet again :D and im on time too! Last ask i sent was a couple days after the ep aired, cos it took me a while to get round to watching it 😅 anyway ok so:

-How did mr lee get away w that. How did mr jin just accept him pulling a sword on him like WHAT sldjksk. in what world would he not be terrified or at least concerned. Or call for help or something? He just walks off????

Then when he does bring it up its like ahhh he just seemed kinda off yknow? LIKE YEAH he threatened to kill you with a fucking sword in his hand T.T

-GIRL cover your mouth when you cough...

-The snuggling is so soft goddamit, and im a sucker for a sick character being gently taken care of >.< theyre so endlessly sweet ARGH i need someone to cuddle. Where is a guy supposed to find a man like eunwoo in this economy tho. Sigh

-Please..PLEASE cover your mouth when you cough i beg. The whole lot of them theyre just as bad as each other help

-Yul: "ah with your superior instincts youve sensed theyre dating 😌 theyve been trying to keep it a secret, so keep quiet please 😉"

Min ji: "😐"

Yul: *silently, but with a lot of emotion* "..fuck"

-FUCK YEAH MORE HISTORICAL FLASHBACKS!!!!

-Are we finally gonna get the backstory... i bet its gonna be a misunderstanding plot how much do we wanne bet its a miscommunication plot. They've set up mr lee/mountain spirit too kindly to have him be a full villain i feel. Like they show an equal amount of moments that paint him in a positive light to ones that portray him as a villain. So its gotta be something like a miscommunication plot or a 'redeemed at the final moment of death' or some shit, i can feel it.. (and if im wrong. Well fuck me lol)

-Aw even back in time they were fucking adorable. But I have to say the mountain spirit romance plot takes the cake this episode for me, the tsundere storyline always wins 😔 im easy to please,,, now if only they couldve stayed happy on the mountain with the puppy kid T.T altho it feels weird when translated to the modern day cos while she was a married woman in the flashback shes a whole student in present day 💀

-But i am endlessly charmed by the mountain spirit and his pretty brown eyes and his trying so hard not to get attached to the fragile mortals <3 Also i think i reaallllly vibe with the historical aspect so ill pick up a historical drama from your list next (i still havent started another one yet sksjsk)

-My misunderstanding plot theory gains momentum! Mountain spirit looked away for literally the exact second she got stabbed and just assumes it was the dude like. I mean i get it but gAHHhhh!!

-Now now mountain spirit. Step away from the dog. Please dont kill the dOG-.... Ah.. Too late ... (unrelated but why is the vet sleeping at the animal hospital sksjsj? Protestant work ethic strikes again)

-So anyway this episode was made just to make me fall deeper in love with mr mountain spirit 😔 and im really looking forward to confict and confrontations next episode >:] (also thank you for the new recs!!! Ive added them to my list ^.^)

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henlo! its always so fun reading your asks!!!!

pls, the coughing with the mouth open had me so mad afsfgsg i cant stand that. at least we got cute ass snuggling tho, so I felt better

the flashbacks had beautiful cinematography and we finally got some answers! the mountain spirit is cute :( he really has such pretty puppy eyes.

I agree that something major happened when he looked away. my theory is that she shaman girl will remember what really happened and let him know, and end that 200 year beef.

also, I'm pretty sure that the uncle wont die. I feel like he wll return to his human form, cause the mountain spirit will break the curse.

2 more days for the new ep!!

[italianeyes]

hello everyone i started a film journal and i'm forcing everyone to look at my art . first entry was john wick bc john wick my beloved <3

[mrfoox]

Let's play the game... Am I just imagining things or projecting hardcore or... Is someone actually into me?

[gatual]

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