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Tankhun, oscar winning director

I'm a little buzzed so enjoy this lovely prompt that's running around my head.

So Prapai and Phayu have had such a difficult time dating as the youngest sons in the mafia. Potential partners are scared off by their reputation, their family name, the constant danger that they're in. Or, if someone can see past all that, their fathers/uncles end up ruining it by over interrogating and invasive questions and hostile suspicion.

And Tankhun's heart just breaks. He's witnessed so many amazing love stories on television - and some even in real life! From all of his fantasy couples and OTPs to watching his brothers fall in love with two sweet boys, he simply can NOT have it that his two nephews fall in love. (Yes, two nephews, because any child of Pete's will be spoilt the minute Tankhun walks in the room.)

He just has to come up with a scheme like on television for Phayu and Prapai to have the love story Tankhun deserves to see they deserve to have. Tankhun will be just like a director - he'll write the story and cast the parts and maybe even win an oscar in the end.

First, he has to cast the story, he has to find perfect matches for his nephews. Prapai needs someone who won't let him always get what he wants, someone who has even the potential to be okay with a life as dark as they lead. Phayu needs someone outgoing to bring him out more, someone who won't cower at his overbearing personality. Arm compiles a list of young bachelors and bachelorettes (though he's not sure how the find would react to having a woman marry in) in Bangkok, ones with no connection to rival families, ones that would not be easily persuaded to betray, ones who just may be worthy of holding the hearts of his nephews.

The list is decently long, so then they start to be pickier - only ones that were cute, ones that would look good in future family photos, ones who had nice hands that could maybe carry a family ring one day. It takes a while, but Tankhun divides his time evenly between watching his dramas and creating this drama.

Second, Tankhun has to write a rough draft. He takes a few from the list that he knows wouldn't work and tries some rough ideas out. Phayu is immediately put off by the pretty girl who spills her coffee on him and Prapai doesn't look twice at their cute waitress on their monthly family dinners. There is promise in the boy who stages a minor bicycle accident in front of Phayu and the girl who stumbles into Prapai at the library. Tankhun is working out kinks as fast as he can, writing what he can with the multiple possibilities until -

Third, he has to find a location. And there are a couple of pretty boys and girls from their list that could reasonably bump into either boy - some who work at the local café down the street from Prapai's office or some who have friends who take their cars to Phayu - but there are a few students from Phayu's university who are actually on their list and it's perfect, so many options - tutors, academic rivals, study group partners, meeting at a college party - and Tankhun considers each candidate thoroughly - one girl is voted off when they see her obnoxious Instragram posts, one boy is tossed to the side when they found a history of him filing noise complaints o his neighbors. Nark.

They scour social medias, past report cards, contact very confused neighbors and employers for references until Tankhun has his perfect two. A young man for Prapai and a young man for Phayu.

Tankhun writes the cutest first meet that he can for both - Rain's car will get a flat tire at the same time Phayu will be leaving the compound to head home. Though he could wait until they meet at a university event, but that's plain and predictable and Phayu will note have a boring love story. Tankhun watches from the bushes - well, he's watching on his phone from his bedroom as Arm and Pol film it through the bushes - Phayu is far too chivalrous to not offer to help, just like Tankhun knew! He is charmingly confident and impressive as he works on the car and Tankhun can see the moment Rain is swept off his feet.

Tankhun is pulling the strings for everything - he pays an actor to mention the street race in front of Rain and Sky (because Tankun is already very protective of his future nephew in law and there will be no need for his piece of shit ex to be involved), the guards working the race are instructed to chase Rain and Sky into Phayu and Prapai. It continues on as awkwardly forcing segues with Phayu about this article he read on how to support someone with ADHD or with Prapai about how to be a safe space for people you love. Arm and Pol are there to film all the meetings Tankhun has planned out so Tankhun can keep up with his favorite romcom starring this nephews.

But it's not enough, Tankhun has to experience this first hand, so he just happens to leave a magazine open on a page advertising a car show in Phayu's room at the same time he works up the nerve to go outside the compound - it still happens, but not all the time - and Tankhun had no idea car shows could be so fun, everything is so shiny and sparkly and -

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, my favorite nephew! I came to...buy your uncle Porsche a new bike, of course! Who is this cutie hanging off your arm?"

It's Rain, twenty years old from Korea, only child of two parents married in 1998, an architecture major with a 2.76 GPA, blood type A+, no troubles with the law besides a speeding ticket last year, speaks four languages.

But Tankhun doesn't say any of that out loud. He already approves of Rain, already loves him, and he's going to be the favorite uncle and Tankhun chokes up when he realizes he's the first member of the family to meet their newest member.

And he plans the same thing with Sky - a few weeks later to recharge from going outside - mentioning in front of Sky a new restaurant to offer egg stew (because Tankhun paid them to put it on the menu). He waltzes in as Prapai and Sky get their food and prepare to eat.

"Oh, my favorite nephew! I'm here...to try their new egg stew of course! I saw you and your friend here already ordered some, how is it, scooch over so I can sit with you, move, move."

Tankhun gives Sky his most charming smile and he's already planning Sky's outfit for their Christmas card this year. As he sits there getting to gush over Prapai and Sky, Tankhun chokes up again as he realizes he's a guest star in his favorite show now. He's been a guest star twice.

And he knows how the family can be, so Tankhun keeps orchestrating more meet ups with the rest of the family so that his two new in-laws can grow to accept their quirky family. He takes Chay out and they run into Rain at the library, he takes Pete to bump into Sky at the mall, he takes Kinn to visit Phayu at the garage while Rain is visiting, he invites Kim to find Sky at a cafe by the school because Kim has known about Rain and Sky the whole time. Little shit. Someone should talk to him about how many secrets he's keeping from the family.

I don't know where this is going because I'm a little inebriated, but like, Tankhun plotting out the PhayuRain and PraSki romance because he loves his dramas, but also because he wants to make sure his nephews fall in love with good people and ensure no one hurts them. He uses his decades of knowledge about dramas and on screen romances to create the best love story he can.

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A couple of months ago, I talked about a LITA fic with clueless Rain accidentally wandering into a BDSM club and Phayu having a melt down over what dumb ass dom would let such a pretty sub sit in a kink club without a collar. As they talk, Phayu misinterprets Rain naivety with experience and is completely smitten with this sweet boy and Rain is just trying to figure out why this handsome stranger thinks he should be wearing a collar.

Anywho, I've drafted some of it.

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"This is one of my preferred clubs," Phayu says as the bartender makes their drinks. "Lots of like minded people and good resources and it caters to all of my special interests." 

Rain looks around – he supposes a lot of bars have like pool tables and dart boards, right? Rain doesn't seen any of the special bar stuff around here, but maybe it's all in another area of the building. He does catch something that stands out to him. "Do people usually kneel here?" Rain nods at a woman kneeling by one of her friends, hands rested in her lap. Her eyes are closed and her spine is straight. What a weird place to meditate. 

"Not usually out here, most scene related things are to be done after the next set of doors," he nods to the big double black doors on the other side of the bar that Rain noticed earlier, "but after care and private things are allowed." Phayu looks at Rain, still watching the woman. "Is that something you like to do often?" 

Rain blinks at Phayu. He really has never been good about meditating. "Not as often as I should." He says bashfully and it earns him a raised brow. "Do you?" 

Phayu's eyes narrow. "I'm not sure if that's a sign of brattiness, or of sweetness for not assuming." 

Rain's cheek darken. "I'm not a brat." The word flusters him in ways he doesn't understand, makes his stomach hot, makes his toes flex in his converse. 

"Shame." Phayu shrugs with a smile. "I enjoy playing with brats." 

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I have no idea where this is going or when it will be done, but it's the most I've written in a while!

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I think you're one of the only people in the descendants fandom that i've seen that thinks Jasmine wouldn't like Jay at all. Is that just because of his flirtatious nature (in the first movie mainly ig), or do you think she still wouldn't like him even if he didn't try to flirt with her or around her at all?

So I go way more in depth with Jasmine and Jay's relationship in Grin and Bear It. I think Jasmine's trauma from Jafar (a much older man who has been around her for years lusts after her so much he's willing to enslave her) isn't talked about enough and her fear of Jafar would make her see Jay's flirting and cockiness too similar to Jafar's lechery and entitlement. After she gets to know Jay, I think she would appreciate him for himself and how much he loves his friends.

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I’ve been rereading autophobia lately and I just wanted to say wow! It’s such a wonderful fic! I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it

Hello, thank you so much!! Autophobia is absolutely one of my all time favorite things I've written. I know it's been forever since I updated (holy shit almost five years ago I'm so sorry), but I still have lots of love for it. I have no idea when I will post the last chapter, but I can say I've made more progress on the last chapter in the last month than I have in like the last year. There is sooooooo much more to go, but there has been actual progress!!

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Good morning I drew a sleepy cat

APRIL FOOLS THEY ARE A SNAKE WISHING YOU A NICE DAY !!!

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Uma: "Do you know why I made you my first mate?"

Harry: "I assumed it was because ya lost a bet."

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Evie: "How could you possibly get into this much trouble in one day?"

Mal: "It didn't take me all day."

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will you be enough for her, though. little slip child. you hated every time you had to scream to be heard, so you stopped screaming. it feels so fucking demeaning, 16 and shivering, saying please! father! look at me! and having him say in a minute sweetie.

online they're back to making fun of self-harm scars. isn't that funny. we have dropped the silver pretense of empathy and are walking around without any shred of humanity.

are you still shouting? how can anybody love you, then, siren. error signal. your voice so quiet and desperate. nobody is going to help you, stop begging. how can anybody actually look down at you without squashing you flat. oh, darling. you once bit into the back of your hand to stop from crying out, and discovered that it felt too dramatic for repeating.

people like you aren't supposed to cry, because you are too much. you have never meant to, but you take the air out of a room just by walking in. other people can take up room like a sunbeam. you blurt out all your wickedness in oilslicks, everyone can feel it. you slosh yourself over their hands and demand their flinch. you are a bone stuck in the throat.

be more beautiful, more perfect. if you can earn it, they won't abhor you. they might even tolerate you, if you turn the right way and never stand up straight.

but love? her life is a silver fish, a cat paw. your life is a long, thin, impossible desire - angry like a blade. your life is a crack in the floortile. you cannot bring your rotted fruit heart into the church of her hands. you will ruin her. you will overtake everything good for her.

or worse - you will have to beg her look at me. and that moment of desperation will ruin you forever. completely.

deleted scene from body's a bad monster, 9.24.2024

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Jeff's introduction of all 14 cats.

Source: ilusmkkkkkk on twitter

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Cosy baby

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A film set to unwinnable expectations. Too “woke” for having Halle Bailey play Ariel; not “woke” enough because it is still a classic fairytale written by Hans Christian Andersen in 1837, where a princess falls in-love with a prince.

What I saw was a fabulous live-action adaptation. The acting & music is truly on-point.

Disney also added backstory to the Prince, which was very worthwhile storytelling. Visually, it was a stunning movie. The water effects on the hair are a sight-to-behold. And if you’ve seen Pirates of the Caribbean, it is that style/mood mixed with Disney magic & great songs.

Though the 2023 live-action will never be our cartoon imagination from childhood, the original film from 1989 will always be there for us to watch over-and-over again.

However, if you watch the other live-action Disney adaptations, this one truly is the best one by far. Some just want to hate it for whatever reason.

Halle Bailey did a phenomenal job as Ariel & I saw many African American kids in the audience at the theatre. Representation matters ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Go see The Little Mermaid!! It is the right film for the moment — a moment where Disney is being banned in Florida.

Sing & celebrate under the sea with this truly amazing film!! Go Halle Go!! Our Disney heroine 🧜🏾‍♀️

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Happy Birthday Chester Bennington.

You'll always be remembered. 🖤

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“this ship is not canon” babe, they’re fictional characters. they’re not real. they’re literally dolls we play with. we don’t care about whether or not these fictional characters’ love story is canon in this piece of media that is also entirely based on fiction. I mean, sure, canon would be lovely, but it’s a bonus. it’s not necessary. what we care about is the fun of talking about these 2 idiots being in love.

we don’t give a fuck if they didn’t kiss in “canon”. they had raw sex in thousands of fics about them though. and I’d say that’s more than enough to make people who ship them happily ship them even harder. happy shipping!

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It's always

"When will fanfic writers update their stories?"

And never

"Does this fanfic writer have adequate enrichment to engage in writing behaviours?"

Fanfiction writers (Scriptor fictus) are intelligent animals who need plenty of enrichment as well as encouragement! If they're stuck in poor conditions (e.g. have studies, work, have to actually write to have something written) then they require the proper enrichment to engage in more healthy behaviours, like writing. Remember, due to poor breeding and socialisation, over half of all fanfic writers suffer from low self confidence and executive dysfunction so take care of them!

Give your fanfic writers proper care. Fanfiction writers are a life long commitment.

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full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

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this is dedicated to the lovely anon in my inbox who later asked me to not respond to their ask, and also to anybody out there who could use this little reminder today: there’s no such thing as “too far / too much / too gory / too dramatic / too graphic / too problematic” when it comes to writing fictional stories or making any type of fictional content.

go crazy. go wild. don’t let the fear of your work being “too far” hold you back from creating the story that you love, and don’t let anyone — especially strangers on the internet — tell you your in-real-life moral compass can ever be judged by the art you created that is entirely fictional.

you do nothing wrong as long as you tag your works with proper trigger warnings, so that your audience can decide for themselves whether or not they want to go ahead and enjoy the art you create.

it’s fictional. it’s a form of art, and it’s your creation. be as wild as you want.

don’t hold back.