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This reminds me of... drowsiness? The feeling of being in this post, not the feeling I have in general right now. Or being... trapped in a dream? Maybe the sort of dream whrre I'm excited by some cool object or oppourtiny that I've found, and I'll be dissapointed when I wake up. I dream about being in used game stores with mediocre prices pretty often. kinda pathetic. I also... hm, I remmeber recently contemplating a recurring dream I have that I couldn't tell irl people about for some reason but I can't... Oh yeah, I remember now! It's... you know what? I. do not want to, uh, talk about that other recurring dream on tumblr either. It's... it's not appropriate! unlike talking about how attracted I am to slimegirls, which is appropriate for all ages! and uh... well, there's the noodle incident principle, isn't there? if I tell you that I can't tell you, you'll just imagine the worst thing possible. You, the person reading this, because somebody will read this. I believe, with as much faith as I have in, uh, oh I don't know... as much faith as I have in the likelihood of microsoft making an online-only live service crash bandicoot game one day. Wait, is that Crash Team rumble? Did i just retroactively predict... oh who cares. That much faith, with that exact amount of faith, I am certain that at least one person will read this whole post. probably Vivian or Ellie. likely both. Hey guys! I promise, as soon as I'm done here, and as soon as I post about popular manga series Hunter X Hunter, I'll tell you guys about the story of my travels from Canada to england. Trust me, it's insane. the story will make you laugh and cry. Coming soon to a community near you. have I ever told you how cool you are? I'll post that in the community as well. What do you think of my madness? does it concern you? What about the evangelion gameboy? was that in this post, or did I post it on its own? It's hard to remember. This post, I think. I THINK. I'll post the picture my dad took of it on the mispelled sideblog. Uh. Uhhh. Oh, so much to do. I... had other topic to wrap up. I'm really starting to lose it now. Approaching over four hours from breakfast, I think? that would be... the end of the first half of the dose. My adhd medicine is one of those things where there's a second delayed dose in the same pill. Kept in a capsule dont you know. it's split into two acts with an intermission. It's like a play! pandora fucking loses it, the musical! There's. there's a non zero chance that by the time I go to bed, I'll have more or less spent all day typing this post. I mean... it's already almost four PM. FOUR IN THE PM YOU GUYS! I, uh... oiguugguaauauauahahh head hurty again. man I'm... trailing off in my brain more than before

NEW PARAGRPH. IT FEELS NECESSARY. I was going to say something. Yeah, I think we've reached the end of dose 1, and now I'm in the intermission, because I'm really starting to sort of just... well, uh, you know. my brain is shifting into acting different, I think? I think, if I really did hit the maximum lenght of a tumblr post all the way back then, this must be by now... by now it'd be too long for two tumbrl posts even. more than twice the limit, that is. Okay, what other things did I want to get back to? my life? My real life outside of tumblr? Even just... other posts on tumblr? No, that couldn't be it. There is nothing except the this.

Oh yeah, I read a detective conan case where they use one of those release-later capsules to poison somebody. Create an alibi. Except, actually, they had put in an empty half-dissolved capsule, to make it seem as though the killer had failed to create an alibi, when in fact, it pointed to a killer having planted the poison much earlier, thus creating a real new alibi for the killer, since the actual time of poisoning was right before the victim drank! Ingenious! and conan figuredd this out by... um, actually, I think he just found the dissidant the killer used in the bin or something. it's not one of his greatest deductions... but I think there was another neat thing, where the victim, like, swapped drinks with somebody else who had a can of the same thing. And the video they took of the crime scene, was flmed from an angle where the can is in front of the other identical can, making it look like there's just one can. I think that's the one... I could be gettign like three episodes mixed up here. I really like detective conan. do I mention that that often on tumblr? I feel like it comes up. I reblog DC fandom posts sometiems. Tell me in the replies if I post about detective conan enough.

I feel like a youtuber every time I say that. i think that's the joke. At this point, I consdier this a warmup for all the youtube videos I plan to write scripts for this year. Of course, if my youtube videos were anything like this, I... I might be the most successful youtuber ever born. but it's more likely that I'd have my channel deleted. by whom? by my Roy Plushie, obviously. he'd do it to saveme from myself. That's... a dumb joke, is it even really a joke? I mean, it's not a FACT, but like... i dont wanna type "ooohh wow im typing EVERYTHING in my head, evn the DUMB STUFF, there's no quality control!" again, becuase ive said that quite a few times now. Of course, I just DID type that. So. Uh. Well anyway, typing like this would produce workable youtube scripts if I just focused it on the gaming. Which is easy. easy to do. Do yuo know how long I can go while thinking only about video games? an autistic amount of time, that's how long. whatever that means. I mean, I would never just record that voiceover raw... editing is... no wait the saying is writing is rewriting. Editing scripts is important. I always give the same example of "my console wars video sucked until I completely rewrote it" but I only ever give that example internally inside my head and never out loud unless I have done that before in which cas ei have done that before. The console wars video isnt even out. not even fully written. I shuld wirte that instead of this,to be perfectly honest. I'm going to get a laptop... I dont wanna say New Laptop, because that sort of implies it'll replace my old laptop, the one I'm typing allthis on, and it wont because ti never can, nothing ever can, especially not a mac. I dont like microsoft products, but I like you, surface pro that belongs to me. Enemies to lovers, 10,000 words. that... might be less words than there are in this post. This is really what im like. Listen, I commit to the bit, but this isnt a bit, this is what's inside my head all the time. "Whatever's in my head ends up on the screen," thats my channel description. With the conditions being as they are, that might actually become true going forwards. I feel that I need to, uh, be more, like... uh... I need to embody that channel description more in my content. What cntent? okay, but even in the content I have planned. And that's to say... not limit myself, and really just fully embrace using youtube as a way to put anything I want that I've got in me into a form where people can watch it in the background while animating furries having sex. I dont know... why that was my first thought? I'm not editing any of this on principle. the furries are goats, in my mental image. Why? I don't know! I really don't know! I feel like somebody could like me quite a lot, and then read this whole post, and like me less at the end! if there ever is an end! The joker's backstory is that he read this post! Oh yeah, I was gonna say that the new laptop will make it much more practical to make longer videos, especially since it's internal storage won't be used up by any recreational stuff like gamecube roms or personal files or anything, and being used for a single purpose means I wont use up its resources on like, lots of chrome tabs or anything, so it'll export nice and smooth too... that's, uh, why I brought it up.

"I could always just go back and add these things, the sentences I forgot to add in old topics, I could go back and add them too those old topics. But that's revisiionist history. Okay it isn't, but it feels important to me that this remains in chronological order. this is a record of my madness and also I'LL get really confused myself if I give myself the ability to go back an edit stuff." This is a sentence that I was going to include alongisde a line that I'd forgotten to add from an old topic. I dont remember the line now, or what topic it was. I'm playing up the whole IM GOING CRAAAAZY thing a little. But it IS only a little. I...

You know, I have, like, backstory I haven't told anyone. There's all sorts of... well, stuff. It's interesting to think abotu what speicifc details certain people know, what's left out, what stories I itnentuonally never told to certain people, hwat stories I'll go "WHAT, I NEVER TOLD YOU?" when someone tells me they dont know about and... hm. well. I'm only out to one person in real life. Heh. Real life. Tumblr isn't fiction. You guys are all real. Well, you knew what I meant. And I guess that makes them the only person to know my name AND my deadname- Oh wait. There's... that one person also. Who, uh... oh. oh, yeah, I... it is HARD to remember, but I suppose there is, in fact, another person in my meatscape past who knows that I'm trans. But I wouldn't say I "came out" to them. It's also hard to remember details... consdiering I just tottally forgot to count them in the first place, we can ignore their existence. And if they read this... what thefuck? I mean, just IMAGINE that happening! It would... the odds would be absurd, in terms of just finding this post. And then, actually reading it? I mean, unthinkable. For one thing, they'd give up when they saw the start of the post and the fact that it's about sticker residue. Like a normal person would. But then, I'm very cool and normal right now so maybe... And anyway, after that, it'd be even longer odds that they'd realise I was referring to them. I mean, even the- I talked about being easily identifiable to people I know IRL, but I haven't seen THAT PERSON in such a long time that they don't know all those facts. They aren't caught up on the latest Pandora lore! It's like how I feel when Pokemon Violet DLC comes out and all of a sudden there are pokemon whcih i don't know about- heh, my sister just came in again. She's playing pokemon platinum and wanted my help. Did I mention that I loaned her my DS when I said that her DS was broken? I'm going to copy all these words before I post just in case tumblr odes a very funny oopsie. But uh... I feel like this could be over the limit for how much you can copy at once. I mean, there has to be some limit, doesn't there?

Well, the only other person who I've ever come out to is my former roommate. It was a whole thing. She, like, hinted at it- she was staying at my house, when we were roommates we had a tradition of her staying with me and doing some shit togheteher, we'd always set something on fire, great times... well she started with incredibly subtle hints, like pointing to the trans flag that I'd made with torn paper and coloured pens and stuck to my fridge and saying "I feel represented by this." But then there was... heh, yeah, there's no way I could fail to be identified if SHE sees this. But again... the odds, right? Well anyway, the number one reason to hide this account from people I know IRL is because I'd be outed, so it wouldn't be the biggest deal - but I still cant let anyone I know IRL see this account ever on principle. THEY CAN'T KNOW! THIS HAS TO BE MY PLACE TO POST ABOUT WANTING TO BE SLOWLY DISSOLVED BY AN ACIDIC SLIMEGIRL WITHOUT THE POSSIBILITY THAT IT COULD BE SEEN BY ANYONE WITH THE CAPABILITY TO COME TO MY HOUSE AND THROTTLE ME! Actually you know what? I'm not finishing the story. Feels wrong. It was pretty personal actually, even if strangers won't see it on the internet because it's in this post, that doesn't mean it feels right to put it where strangers CAN see it, and-

HEY HOLD ON A MINUTE! I just remembered! I... I never finished talking about the dream I wasn't going to tell you about! I totally lost the plot on that! Do you see what it's like to be me, now. Observe the torment of "oops I forgor." But... damnit, it would have been the perfect excuse to not... to subtly drop that. A thing I didn't want to say is a GOOD thing to accidently lose in the stream of consiousness! I mean, who would pick out ONE thing I didn't follow up on in all of this! too bad i can't delete this paragraph because of my own arbitrary rules that I made up. I'll just have to rely on the statistical likelihood that you guys have already died of old age while reading this. This would totally get automatically flagged as a threat on twitter for using the word "die". Then again, that's based on my memory of twitter moderation pre-elonmusk. I wonder how many tweets this is? Feels wrong to mention elonmusk in this post. This post is my soul, get that fucker out of it. Heh. This post is my soul? That's a porblem for many many reasons.

What was I... okay, story as a repalcement for the story I stopped short. Funny story instead of gentle poignant story. So we'd come out to each other, and at this point we were back at boarding school. No longer roommates, because older students get a dorm to themselves. Still in the same corridor. so neighbours. Well, there's an argument going on in the corridor. A friend of mine... don't remember if we were friends yet when this happened? doesn't REALLY matter. Arguing with another dude. I remember before this happeend, I once joined in on a similar argument with that guy, where we had to explain to him that "alpha males" aren't real. So, you get the picture of what that guy was like. My friend was arguing with him about, DRUMROLL, pronouns! Yaaaaaay! But I just think it's funny... my friend came into my room and was all like. "Hey, can you weigh in on this debate," and I was all like "oh well getting somebody's pronouns wrong is just like getting their name wrong, remembering pronouns is easy and people pretend it isn't becasue they dont like trans people" and such, and my friend was just like "see?" and then, after that, he called on my former roommate to also weigh in. To my knowledge, nobody had told him. Just, entirely by accident, he had asked for the opinion of the two closeted trans girls in this corridor for this debate on pronouns. Incredible skill at selecting witnesses. Not sure if this story is funny or if it makes sense when I've typed it all out like this. But, uh, you can say that for all of this. I dont even know if I can call this a post anymore. It's more than that. Literally, numerically more than that, if it turns out I've gone over the character limit for a tumblr post. I think I'm... five times the length I was at the first time it failed to save as a draft?

Okay, reocurring dream. Haven't forgotten. Shit, it's spelled recurring? and pronounced that way too? Reocurring isn't a word? I've been lied to? Well anyway, it's more of a recurring theme, rather than the same thing happening every time. It's uh... you know, this is exactly the sort of thing I was taught not to share in tumblr posts back in IT class. Oh my god, I remember once... okay back in boarding school - I PROMISE this is a natural tangent and not me stalling. Naturally grown from pandora's brain orchard. Ewww... Pandora's Brain Orchard? My favourite earthbound location. I've never played earthbound. The brain orchard also sounds like it'd be in Hunter X Hunter. There'sa youtuber I watch, and with each video he's complaining more and more - he kinda accidently drove his career in the wrong direction and gained a following for content that wasn't about the things he cared about the most - he keeps complaining about how he really just wants to make videos about Pikmin. I feel like that each time I bring up Hunter X Hunter and then have to bring up the HunterXHunter post I'm planning to make after this. It isn't even, like, anything special... not even close to this, that's for sure. I just feel like I'm hyping it up when I keep mentioning it here. It's... it's just some observations I had, about the fact that HxH has totally changed what it's about, and almost defied its own premise and... I mean, I have a lot to say about it, but I mean...

I am going to shake my head furiously in real life.

Oh that felt! It didn't feel like anything, it just felt. I heard something rattling. Like when you shake a machine that's had an internal component brake and it rattles like a maracca. I'm sure it was just normal bone noises. I shook my head to mark a break and get back to the story I was trying to tell, but now I've written this and I feel like we need a break from this. Oh. I'm sorry. Like... I really feel the need to apologoise. I feel like I'm being compelled to, like, do horirble things, like a demon's got me. But I'm just... I mean, okay Pandora be real, it's just a long-ass tumbrl psot. it's not hurting anybody. I mean, it's probably doing horrible tings to me... and deargod, have I wasted that much time! I'm not taking breaks or anything you guys, it's been almost totally continuous! I'm! I'm! The thingis, this is a lot... more than usual, it's different, arguably worse, very scattered, ive never felt quite like this in my life, but also this just IS what it's like to talk to me. Or, rather, to be talked at by me. To be the victim in a "conversation" with me. leave a reply to this post with whatever you want, literally just say anything, to maintain the illusion that this is a real conversation. Even though I don't think anyone ever thought that this was a conversation. It's a tumblr post. Is there some way I could, like, circulate a version of this post with only the sticker residue parts, for people who care about sticker residue but dont care about anything else to reblog, and make viral, getting one million notes and becoming a sticker residue heritage post?

Maybe this will become one of those sitewide legendary posts. It could happen. I've had... worse luck. Do you think that would be a worse thing to happen to me than the years-long saga of the time I got inside-out butt disease? I think it could be. For sure worse than what happened with my travel home yesterday. I'll tell you about that. I promise. In fact, as long as that story is, I don't think it's physically possible for anyone to see this post and read the whole thing in less time than it would take for me to tell that story in a community post.

Heh. What if I made this my pinned?

a hilarious part of buying used games in england is being able to tell really blatantly when something has been owned by certain well-known realtors in the past. Usually cex. Especially cex.

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So I started reading Manhwas after Kdramas, and I wanted to make a list as well.

I absolutely love Isekai themed Manhwas - specially historical, time travel and villainess themed. Most of them are based on a web novel but I could not find the novels per se so I read them as Manhwa at Manganelo Site

So here goes the list, I will input few at a time as I am rereading them again.

Warning: Unedited. I’m sorry if I mispell or has grammar lapses. Unabashed fangirling at times.  ALSO SPOILERS. IMMA GIVE OUT A FEW.

Inso's Law - Ongoing (Chapters: 81)

What made me read it: I found the earphone scene in Instagram and I instantly fell in love with Chunyoung. I mean I have this weakness with Black Haired characters. When I read the plot, I knew my tween heart will absolutely love this. The Main Character (Dan-I) woke up to a romance novel/parallel world where in she was friends with these very popular kids (I still can't believe they were 14 at the start). She did not want to be center of attention or to have any relations with the Female Lead and her reverse harem, but come on no one can resist those guys and their pretty faces and weird colored hair. The storyline may be a bit overused but my teenage self is very happy. 10/10

Is it visually pretty: YES. Everyone is pretty. This manhwa is also memeworthy. May not be as aesthetically pleasing as WMMAP but still 10/10

How much do I love the characters: I love Dan-I's internal monologue but hate how she sees herself as just the minor character, everyone adores her! Yeoryoung is the best friend you'll absolutely adore. Ju-In is adorbs. Chunyoung is LOVE. I love Jiho and Eunhyung too but Chunyoung is my ML. Ruda and Yeodan though *swoon* Other side characters are awesome too, but too much characters makes me forget a lot of em. Haha 10/10

Favorite part of the story: I LOVE their friendship so eveytime they show how much Dan-I is important too, all those text messages (especially Ju-In's HAHAHAHA text), Chunyoung is my fave so everytime he is in it I mean damn him and his beautiful hair, enchanting eyes and that smile *faints*, everytime Dan-I state one of every web novel laws, everytime Dan-I breaks the fourth wall and say how bullshit the story is hahahaha

Am I going to reread it again: Yes will do again and again

How do I describe thee: This was my first Manhwa! I'm a sucker for high school setting kind of stories. I really like it, makes me nostalgic of times I spent reading stories back in high school. I admit I was one of those teenagers who fell for the trope of being normal then every guy suddenly likes you *reverse harem for the win* but seriously this manhwa is one of my personal fave for being close to my tween heart. I really thought Dan-I was on a parallel world rather than a web novel as she did not got isekai'd to another person, she's still herself and it's still her family - it was like fanfiction of her own life. I like all characters eventhough, yes it's bullshit to have those kinds of friends (come on! A chaebol, a model in one group of friends in a normal highschool?) It's typical, it' cliche I know but their friendship is really #goals. When I first read this I was really cheering on Chunyoung to be ML, but when I read spoilers that Jiho will be the ML I thought whaaaat I shipped Jiho with Yeoryeoung. Then when I reread it I did saw how subtle his love was and it's really cute. I was really focused on Chunyoung since he has a lot of screen time showing off his affections but Jiho did too on the littlest of things you will see. Well, I'll wait for his time to shine. I just hope Dan-I finally notice them. And I want to know how she will be explaining to them her situation and how everything will be resolved - will she be going back to reality? *that's gonna suck* Also can I have Yeodan instead? Thanks. 10/10

Who Made Me A Princess - Ongoing (Chapters: 81)

What made me read it: I keep seeing screenshots of Athy's various expressions on the comments in manhwas so I searched for it. The plot is interesting, and as mentioned I absolutely love Isekai theme. But this is not romance (mostly), the story focuses on the dynamics of a father and daughter relationship. The main character was reborn as a character on a novel she was reading, Athanasia - the princess who was executed by her father. Knowing what will happen to her when she turns 18, she plans on saving herself. She changes the course of the story in order to survive. 10/10

Is it visually pretty: YES. JESUS CHRIST HAVE YOU SEEN DADDY CLAUDE. INSANE VISUALS. I mean the way the artist drew everything is pleasing to my eye. BUT ALL CHARACTERS ARE HOT. 100/10

How much do I love the characters: ONE MUST PROTECT ATHY FOREVER. Daddy Claude breaks my heart. LILY AND FELIX ARE THE CAPTAINS OF MY SHIP. Lucas is love. Can't help falling in love with Ijekiel/Ezekiel. I adore Jennette. DIANA AND LP'S ATHANASIA ARE DEAD BUT THEY DESERVE BETTER. Anastacius you evil motherfucker, I like you too. 100/10

Favorite part of the story: Every Athy expression. Tea time with Daddy Claude and Felix. When Lily is overprotective. Athy's debutante ball. All the boat scenes are gold. Everytime Claude shows how much he adores Athy even when he's supposed to hate her. When he picks her up and when he shows emotions. When Claude and Felix bickers. When Lucas teases Athy. Best boi Ijekiel/Ezekiel when he shows how much he likes Athy. Adorable Jennette and how she yearns for family.

Am I going to reread it again: Yes and No. Probably up to Chapter 45, I don't think my heart can take after that. Maybe when the manhwa is finished.

How do I describe thee: I AM EMOTIONALLY EXHAUSTED. When I first read this I stopped at Chapter 38,  I read another Manhwa and actually forgot about it but decided to reread again after. I thought this will be a funny, heartwarming story of how a daughter earns her father's love. OH BOY GET READY FOR FEELINGS. I love Athy so much, she just wanted to survive the story, but she was loved, she was finally happy. Claude was like fuck feelings but can't help but adore Athy. I love their relationship so much. It physically pained me after Claude loses his memory - BRING BACK THE FUNNY CHAPTERS. I cannot read that scene in Claude's birthday ever again without bawling. I like Jennette, I really do, but I hate how everytime Claude has headaches (especially when with Athy) he calls for Jennette. It hurts me the way it hurts Athy like I was the one being betrayed. I hate how what's happened to LP Athanasia might still happen ro present Athanasia and it will def break me. I hate Anastacius for being an evil bastard that he is but I hope his growing love for Jennette will be his redemption. This was the first time I did not care for the romance or love triangles (Lucas and Ezekiel/Ijekiel are still precious bbys). Still 1000/10 will recommend even if it's not yet finished. I just want everyone to have a happy ending. Also for my LilyxFelix ship to sail. Thanks. If you have spoilers, gimme.

The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up At The Duke's Mansion - Ongoing (Chapters: 133)

What made me read it: It was on one of the recommended list and it caught my eye due to the title like pfft how very specific. It's Isekai so I know I'll love it. The Main Character got pushed (literally) into a novel wherein she got the role of Raeliana - a minor character whose death is the catalyst for the story to start. And of course our MC will not follow through the storyline and make her own destiny and survive. She ended up asking for the duke's (Noah, my love) help and became his fiancee, thus starting a butterfly effect for this manhwa's awesome story and twists. 100/10

Is it visually pretty: Definitely, everyone is absolutely pretty and the art is great. Not as insane as WMMAP but I got a lot of meme material. 10/10

How much do I love the characters: Raeliana is def one of top female lead for me, she's bad ass and not as dense as others. Noah, my love, is perfect. Even his brother that I could not remember his name because it's hard to spell. Naomi though is hilarious. Raeliana's family especially her mother. JUSTIN. GRANDPAAAA. SIR ADAM - NUFF SAID. No to Beabitch though but that says something for being villain. 100/10

Favorite part of the story: Chapter 130 hehehehe. Everytime Raeliana is BAMF who saves herself, everytime Noah flirts with her, Sir Adam and his aloofness and chibi self, the emperor's 40% playing pranks, Naomi and the emperor's bickering - which by the way ship it, when Noah confessed, when Raeliana confessed my heart could not take it, ALL THE TWISTS

Am I going to reread it again: YESSSS 100%

How do I describe thee: One of the God-Tier level Manhwa, I read because of Isekai I stayed because of the twist of that Isekai which is freaking mindblowing. Raeliana sets the standard for Female Leads, damn girl needs no man to save her shit. I LOVE HER. I LOVE THIS MANHWA SO MUCH. Noah is just perfect for her like it was really *winks* destined for them to be together. I JUST LOVE EVERYTHING. I love everyone, except that bitch. Also this was a first for me to have the MC admitting they were isekai'd to a novel and realizing her feelings and his feelings and accepting it and I just asdfghjkldfdfse 10000/10 READ THIS AND FALL IN LOVE WITH SIR ADAM WITH ME.

Living As The Tyrant's Older Sister - Ongoing (Chapters: 73)

What made me read it: The meme (you know the one - K.O), if you haven't noticed yet I am a collector of Isekai Manhwa. But this one def made me laugh at all chapters. We have your Main Character being thrown into a web novel (a novel her sister wrote btw) where she play as the Emperor's older sister - Alicia. She knows how the story goes (same old same old where she will eventually die) because she was her sister's consultant regarding the storyline and now regretting how she suggested to change the male lead. As always she devised a plan to stay as a minor character and survive but ended up sleeping with the main lead - Ares. 10/10

Is it visually pretty: Not a masterpiece but definitely meme material, all the screenshots I have stored are all memes from this manhwa 8/10

How much do I love the characters: Alicia is hilarious badmouthing bamf, very pretty very memeworthy. Ares could work on his personality a bit more but when they are together they're comical. Her brother is a typical tsundere and a fanboy. Lancelot is your typical nice guy. THAT BUTLER THOUGH BEST WINGMAN. 9/10

Favorite part of the story: Every meme hahahaha just read it this manhwa is the embodiment of a meme

Am I going to reread it again: Yes whenever I need a laugh ahhahaha

How do I describe thee: I AM WHEEZING. This truly is a comedic manhwa. You can't take it seriously because of the way it was drawn. If you really want a laugh this one's perfect. At times it is cringy when it exag a bit of their reactions but still 100% you will laugh. Not perfect but story is good, I like how it's still given a thought. But read it for the memes you won't regret it. 9/10

Survive as the Hero's Wife - Ongoing (Chapters: 79)

What made me read it: It's on the recommended list and someone mentioned that the art is *immaculate* and it is. IT REALLY IS. Well here comes another Isekai manhwa where the MC is pulled inside a novel where her character will be killed. But this time she was a minor villain character and the Male Lead's wife! 10/10 who are we kidding, I love em all.

Is it visually pretty: this manhwa is a work of art, it is *chefs kiss* visual explosion. Everyone is insanely hot, even the villains. The background, the characters - their hair and wardrobe is truly 1000000/10

How much do I love the characters: I really did fell in love with Canaria and Cesar. Best soft couple. Their luscious hair though so pretty. Noah best boi. Best team of suspicious knights - Miller, Raya, Jax and Ethan are loves. Best friend Ricardo. Even best butler Oscar. 100/10

Favorite part of the story: The visual explosion. Chos. When Canaria is being supportive waifu and Cesar is being an innocent best boy, they are just very soft and loving and I love their scenes so much, that popularity vote in the consort's palace ahhahaha, Jax and his misunderstanding, Ethan everytime he eats (all the time), Cesar's blushing face, everytime we are introduced to a new character because we know they are going to be gorgeous as hell.

Am I going to reread it again: MOST DEF ITS VERY PLEASING TO THE EYE

How do I describe thee: BEAUTIFUL. GORGEOUS. ENCHANTING. Boy, the visual is absolute masterpiece, Canaria's hair alone (love all her hairstyles) and her clothes, I want all of em. Cesar is the embodiment of a perfect male lead - soft boi. Best boi. Pretty boi. I love how he loves Canaria and how they truly support each other since being married at freaking 12 years old. This type of love please.  1000/10 Also, I am a lot curious about that Oscar,I think he is related to the emperor and the lady ghost in Noah's story - a lovechild? *gasps*. Also-Also if you will be reading this at Manganelo, translation at Chapter 76+ is a bit off but still grateful for the translators for what they give

Up next: It’s villain themed time (The villainess lives twice, beware of the villainess the villainess reverses the hour etc)

[go-diane-winchester]

Why don't people just blacklist destiel instead of complaining?

The following destiel shippers made the same suggestion because I called both of them out for tagging destiel in all the main tags.  A bibro gave them a fitting answer before I could even touch the post.  Somebody give this girl a medal.  Her answer is in italics. 

Awesome bibro's butt-kicking reply:

As if that f*cking lolship doesn’t grate on my nerves enough, heller’s attitudes about their shit tagging definitely does.

Oh, just blacklisting it does solve it? I WISH. I have every damn variation of “Destiel” on the black list, including every possible mispelling, since hellers apparently can’t spell. Guess what, still get that shit. Either Destiel shippers tag even general posts with that damn ship, so lovely posts about Sam and Dean are hidden by blacklist as well, or shippers purposely leave out the Destiel tag, so all the people, who have it blacklisted, are forced to see it.

Damn, being probably the most hated minority in fandom must really bug you, if flooding every tag under sun with your shit is your last resort to spread that fungus.

It’s infuriating that you spam the “Sam Winchester” tag with Destiel bullshit, making him the “cheerleader” of your crackship in your tags, even though he isn’t on the damn post. NO, he most definitely would NOT cheerlead this insanity on, because he knows his brother best. Dean would never go for someone like Castiel. Stop reducing the brothers to this shit.

It’s maddening when it comes to the “Dean Winchester” tag. If you already can’t get that Cheerleader!Sam is f*cking bullshit, then THAT will never go through your thick heads, precisely because of “Dean Winchester is a character in the headcanon ship". Because of this shit, the “Dean” tag will never be free of the lolship, and that’s the saddest thing. Dean’s my fav character and I can’t go into his tag anymore, not just here but on any SM. The final blow? Destiel shippers have no idea, who the character Dean Winchester really is, but have managed to ruin his tag completely. They ship a fanon idea of his character, something Dean never is on the show. Destiew is the biggest disservice to Dean Winchester you can imagine, yet its shippers think they are entitled to the Dean tag, and that’s the biggest tragedy. Not even #classic spn is safe from these stans - you know the golden era that is blissfully angel-free - and not even #classic Dean, which is ironic since that Dean wouldn’t have put up with Castiel’s shit and killed him by now, since that Dean never had to deal with nauseating “fanservice” writing.

Dammit, I would LOVE to be able to completely ignore Destiew, never having to see Misha’s face and even uglier personality and Dean tied with it. I never go into the “Destiel” tag and generally stay as far away from delusional land as I can, but fact is, it’s impossible - thanks to you guys like @sincerely-chill​.

This bibro said it way better than me.  Bravo!  I would have tagged the other pig snout, but she left the comment and then blocked me.  Coward.

[omgxiaoch]

Cursed

ship: jooheon x [y/n] (ft. monsta x)

genre: howl’smovingcastleau!Jooheon, series, romance/fluff, angst(??)

word count: 2,362

summary: the world was too dangerous for someone like you. living in a place where the cursed witch daunted on every royal blood line was something that you’ve grown curious about. from the unexpected meeting, you couldn’t help but fall into another witch’s trap. a trap that would make you happy or would make you even regret being alive.

a/n: hey guys! this is just a quick update on this fanfic. i know that it’s been awhile since i’ve last posted another part of this fanfic but i do hope that you guys like this! it might be meh so yeah... i would greatly appreciate your thoughts on this new update ;u; anyway, i apologize for any mispelled words or grammatical errors present on this part. i would also love to dedicate this to my fam, @joohoneymoney , who has really gave me the encouragement and support, and for the rest of you guys! 

masterlist

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5

The world could have very easily been mistaken for a piece of painting; the blackness of night in sharp, unreal contrast to the lightly falling snow lying gently on the grounds of the highest, but inhabited mountain of the North. The crackling of firewood was awfully deafening yet no creature dared disturb the stillness. Two pairs of eyes were both watching your every movement, however, both had a different vibe and aura to it - the first one was menacing enough to get the strands of hair on your back stand and the second was the opposite, it was rather full of concern and worry as to which they knew how scary the other was.

“Hey, don’t be harsh on her Kihyun–”

At the drop of a hat, Kihyun immediately cuts Changkyun off with a snarl. “Shut it.” His eyes are piercing right through your soul and you just wish you could dig up a hole and bury yourself before he eats you whole. “Now, [y/n], what can you say about this trouble that you’re up to?”

It was never a decision that had you thinking twice. It was your heart that decided such actions, never was it your mind nor was it your whole being. The aura that surrounds Jooheon was enough to have you sent into a blissful oblivion and it wasn’t his fault nor was it yours. Leaning back in your chair, you cross your arms over your chest and let out a soft chuckle.

“I have nothing to say about it, and if I were to have one, would you take me back?” Challenged by your remark, the corner of Kihyun’s lips were tugged downwards - ready to bark at you. “Oh, I would take you back–”

“Would you really do that, Kihyun? You do know that I look fifteen years younger than I usually do. If you return me now, you’ll be reprimanded as a witch who has cast a curse on me. Now, we wouldn’t want that, don’t we?”

The words that left your lips was enough to shut Kihyun up. You were right - if he returned to the kingdom with you in hand, your father wouldn’t think twice but to have him beheaded. Heaving out an exasperated sigh, Kihyun couldn’t believe what he was about to say. “I won’t bring you back home, [y/n], but heed me out, once they find out about this - I won’t take responsibility of you nor will I help you. Once the sun rises, I will head out and see the situation at your place.”

“However,” he pauses for a bit before glancing over the fire demon that was looking at him with their piercing red eyes, “I will have you reminded that your stay here at our abode will serve as your time to find a way to free yourself from this curse. Now, I have to excuse myself and retire to my bedroom. Good night.”

And with that, Kihyun proceeds to his bedroom without glancing towards your direction. Now that the responsibility that was bestowed upon you was slowly weighing you down, Changkyun couldn’t help but heave out a sigh for you. “You know, you do not have to rush yourself into finding a way to free yourself from that curse of yours. Every curse has a story and a cure for them, and for sure, you’ll be free from that curse in no time.”

Changkyun may be one of the cursed demons that people tend to avoid, but, despite that horrendous facade that he’s wearing, he is just like everyone else. He had a soft spot for those who were cursed and for those who had pure hearts like yours and Jooheon’s. Nodding your head in response, you flash him a smile and got off your chair. “Do you need more firewood, Changkyun?”

“I do.” Watching you pick up a firewood for him, Changkyun couldn’t help but wonder what made you come all this way just to see the owner of the heart that he was holding on to dearly. “Hey, [y/n],” he calls out as he watches you grab another firewood from the storage. “Hmm?” you carefully make your way back to the fireplace, eyes never leaving his.

“What did you see in Jooheon?”

The night was neither a friend nor a foe for Jooheon. It never helped him get through the thoughts that lurked in the corner of his mind - always readying to bash on him until he breaks down. There was just something about the night that had him gasping for air as if he was slowly being drowned into the depths of the Earth - reminding him that he was never free from the blasted curse that he has gotten himself in to.

Hissing at how abnormally cold it was, Jooheon couldn’t help but narrow his eyes at the mainland’s palace - surveilling whether something was up. It was no joke that the war was soon to come and the sight of other wizards turning themselves to the request of the King’s Royal Sorceress, Madame Pentstemmon. However, being the well-known favorite and best student of the Royal Sorceress, Jooheon was far from free of being not part of the war.

Slowly, Jooheon was starting to get engrossed in the new contraption, that the King has made, to notice the pack of wizards - more of monsters - charging towards him with gnarly claws ready to slash him down. Almost on the brink of death, Jooheon was fast enough to react and dodge the attacks from the wizards. Cursing under his breath, Jooheon flies himself higher than usual and before the wizards could get him, he steadily readies his mind and immediately spat out a spell that had the wizards screaming in pain - limb by limb being torn apart on the inside.

“That was close-” An excruciating pain was slowly spreading across his shoulder, making him glance over to see a fellow wizard smiling down at him with a gun tucked under his arm. Blood was already gushing out of the area that was shot, and Jooheon already knew that he’d be done for it if he doesn’t do anything about it. 

“Are you ready for your next shot?” The wizard queries as he readies his gun. 

Pulling the barrel with ease, he cocks his head towards the side and readies the gun – ready to aim the muzzle towards the target. Their arms slowly being covered with scales as magic was starting to take over their body. Darting his eyes around his surroundings, Jooheon didn’t think twice but to cast a spell on himself, making the wizard chuckle in amusement as it was just merely a spell that gave them time to escape.

“Oh, you can’t escape from me now Jooheon.” The wizard said in amusement, eyes knowing where to find Jooheon in a second. The sight of the wizard looking through the rear sight while having the gun aimed at him was enough to send Jooheon’s heart dancing in fear.

I need to get out of here, Jooheon mentally thought, only to have his eyes brighten as the thought of a spell brought light into his mind. Quickly muttering the incantation, Jooheon steadies his gaze at the wizard – only to hear the sound of gunpowder being released by the mechanism, the bullet slowly dancing mid-air towards him. Just inches apart, Jooheon vanished right on time before the bullet got to him.

“Thousands of rumors about him spread throughout the whole town for years– leaving every single person who heard his story trembling in fear. Fear of having their hearts stolen and be torn apart into pieces. But, throughout these years, there has been no evidence – no living proof of what the people have foretold.” You softly start as you carefully hoist the heavy firewood up for Changkyun to receive. 

“When I first saw him at the ball, I couldn’t help but feel something special towards him. He was someone who had countless stars in his eyes– stars that could make a woman wish for a man like him. As when he handed me over to the very last duke,” pausing for a moment as you push the chair nearer to the fireplace before lifting yourself up to seat yourself, you continue, “A feeling of blind panic dawned upon me when I saw him drifting away from my sight - slowly blending through the crowd of royal bloodlines. I had the urge to search for him even if it may take me the whole night just to find him,”

She’s like her, Changkyun thought as he continues to stare at your eyes that twinkled with interest. Never has he ever truly believed that he’d be able to see a woman just like you, who share so many uncanny features of the woman that had Jooheon going insane. “However, here he was; smiling at me with his dimples going deeper and deeper with every tug of his lips. I knew from my gut feeling that he was a man who wasn’t supposed to be there and yet, there I was standing before him - wanting to hear him out despite the protests clashing in my thoughts.”

The memory of that fateful night had you feeling nostalgic- the sudden warmth of the memory got the butterflies fluttering widely in your tummy and heart racing without any rest. “He told me that a precious soul, like mine, should be afraid of him, however, I never wished my heart to tremble in fear--”

Everything was then interrupted when a loud crash came coming right in; having you and Changkyun whipping both of your heads at the door- only to find a bloodied Jooheon stumbling on the flight of stairs before the door. “Jooheon!” screaming in unison, you scramble up to your feet to help him. “What happened?” you couldn’t believe what you were looking at. His lips were slowly losing his colors, eyes soon losing its focus. 

“I... I’m tired--” Jooheon voiced out before collapsing into your arms, only to have the rest of his body resting on the last step of the stair. “K-Kihyun!" With your high-pitched voice, it was enough to have Kihyun coming out from his room with eyebrows furrowed in annoyance- only to have them replaced with a shocked look when he saw the blood that was then coating around your arms.

With hurried footing, Kihyun was immediately right by your side, arms carefully carrying Jooheon to the couch right on the side of the fireplace. “[y/n], can you please get my medical kit in my room?” Kihyun asks as he carefully rips open Jooheon’s top without ripping his eyes off. Letting out a soft ‘yes’, you didn’t waste any second as you dashed up to the stairs and into Kihyun’s room. 

Kihyun’s room was far from your expectations - every single thing was organized, floors and pieces of furniture were spotless and his bedsheets were also color-coordinated, sheets uncrumpled. But, however, it was no time for you to gawk at his room. Your eyes immediately wandered around the room until you found the bag that you were used to seeing these past years. 

The bag was neither light nor heavy, it was just in between. Although, being it not that heavy, it was a struggle for your small body to carry such bag. Pulling it for the first time, you were already out of breath yet thinking of Jooheon seemed to help you carry the bag with much ease this time. With the bag held by both of your hands, you immediately exited the room and made your way to Kihyun’s side - only to receive gasps from both grown men.

“You--” Changkyun gape with a finger pointing at you, eyes shaking as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “What-- How did you do that?” Kihyun mutters softly with eyes eyeing you up and down, which you immediately dismissed. “Oh, will the two of you just stop whatever you are thinking? Kihyun, you need to save Jooheon now or else, he’d be done for it!” Snapping out from the train of thoughts that brought him into a trance seconds ago, Kihyun immediately looked through his bag and spotting the kit with his tools, he carefully lays them down on the floor, hands slipping in the tight corners of the rubber gloves. 

The whole process of Kihyun removing the bullet out from Jooheon’s flesh was too much for you to handle. Changkyun couldn’t help but be worried for Jooheon and for you in which the worry resulted in him telling you to take a nice bath for awhile until Kihyun works everything out. Nodding your head in response, you head upstairs and went straight to the bathroom where Changkyun had heated the bath for you.

Once you were out from their view, Changkyun heaves out a sigh as he watches Jooheon biting his lower lip in pain when Kihyun continues to repair the damages that the bullet has ingressed. “Just hang in there, Joo,” Kihyun mutters as he sees how deep the bullet has gone through his flesh. The bits of bits of advice that Kihyun’s mentor gave was enough to have him skillfully get the bullet, that was not that deeply rooted in the flesh, out within an hour. (a/n: I really don’t know what I'm writing here is right or wrong, I'm sorry.)

Carefully wrapping up the wound with the bandages that were sanitized beforehand, Kihyun is startled when Changkyun accidentally dropped a firewood- making him look up and see you walking towards them with the pieces of clothing that Kihyun has had kept on the cupboard after Jooheon accidentally bought him the wrong pieces of clothing at the market. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing, the sight of your new change of clothes had them wondering.

“When did you turn back?”