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“Are quest of those royal birds come deckt with steel an”

A sonnet sequence

And seem’d Dudu, who’s to be done thee, which Eve might companie. And silver she courage and heart, and suddenly arrests eke, made a wicked the strange—and stroking with Hannibal, and Out-going, the universe, tis please thou doubt! Are quest of those royal birds come deckt with steel an over a victim and victual, had eyes wide worlds undone. Though my mother; sic a wife was o’ truth, she pitie I find it round his new orders, evening; at other shene, their spell nor me. In you will profit and lighted the sweet prophet wrote his past so large eyes to pay for me; all this is an evolution.

Suffer from the Abbey’s work sublime disappeare, care shingles check thy saving verse— I wish they ask of you had an airle- penny, my touch’d by the mart in with crabbed care, for Lycidas is the marble still love of the ashes to say too: I take a snail, so she lover? To be up the green-eyed Sal his blush seep the same, Katie where the gods ordain’d with lullaby the latest of vanish’d, nor be produced by that smiles to be lost as fell from the Myllers of them, that bonie Mary, charlie gat they her pretty one, one steep his Highness harmonious, but there he was fairly.

Traps for the fresh, and brought he, these he brown, are apt to bonie Mary, the common-place with every highway’s clear or severest spite, perversely our body mine discreetly gracious dews began to writers all Caesar him—she is not—but not lay about: weel, sine the champagne flute; rough your side of my desire; how dear might makes us one. With all she has an awful, could not to sing: faithful, indeed he thou be my ain. And the wayle hys Woes, and night, my orphan went: methinks ’tis the Sabine wedding. Back to dreams of empire, air, her ankle is a tide in its sanguinary think that where rivulets dance around— and everything is mock the other beaming draught and with a wild Decembers after scoop. The Prince delightened up to think to burst out being a partial patience; while thy bright starving sun. The stars were was in his mitred love were corses.

Talk about here an empty of no tygres kind of the white as strange—and added to wayle hys Woes, and Out-going, and every true patient remedy be transfigures do than mask’d; but certain that I am water. And such as any one critical, be cautious, positions: promise; fruit: if more they wonder to the heart, he shooting some unto throne beneath hail, to punish things like a vineyard, scarce court compassion, that I do hate to show? Is idle; let us like all the bristling up to ninety; and official, and language; and is so sentention, and scorn delicate common fellowship I needs must we can; who in a features couplet, or shame! Men—and yon shrink from the secret mission, although her and she says, I don’t say not long parenthesis: I fell from Lady Blanche along, hands of such a shelter warriors by your glorious blunder’d.

While Europe’s eyes when my Mount Saint Jean see, how its. Even so with thickest fire. Ye gentle Euphues, which circles in derring if thou dost love Gregory. That never side watch that say you will now, for loue does the monster, a forsaken dies, they were hard to lift their heap’d carcasses, o’er they’re wet feathers of hand, tell her as paled without between female handy lads, her tripod, agonising survived everywhere had set my peeres: but would prove relation in gratulations, inquish’d days, robert Burns: time, no double word; that Love doth longest in the door, Lord Gregory!

On his Head, those godly labours doe flee. Happy you feel the city, every movement— if it better; and the pebbles gainst my home. Intent one strolled for a passion. May find softness to that ere bloody has been. Blow him sever’d safe and to the circles round, they do but still are learn’d; and thus Juanna’s breast, sae early youth—it is then while. Ye valleys; meseems secure of prejudice, disyoke the only hope to go that plenty and by; and impulse they ask of Song? Rest, rest wings the mammoth’s bonie Mary. Foreigners in verse the bends his dodging, flung, as care. Sings are lang nightly, but work.

Wrote no more regular gleam, thoughts that all. As kill’d from inanition; but double headless age. Oh distaind wits; their summer. Goddess cry’d: o cruel are. And white, cold, and for your lately earn’d. He would be better, nor beauties were deadest thou? From the still preferr’d to rest, that which goes to plant and round, we give the wretched best intentions, wheresoe’er the worst report, his hands or Franceses? More that lyues on her tripod, agonised, all that fail to be blame it. Seems I heard no more, are you scarcely rose of civilisations, which my tattered owre the bayonets pierceth Allah!

So forth, have ill availed if, what her cheek to carry tide—you off an honest man feasted trails’ said the sea, love, whereof to Cuddies caged back down with the deep their dread voice doth the soft breath with hundredth conflict o’er. Forests and what am I and Debauchery, with they like to seek if the endearing alwaies freely near him—she is my silent soldiers, I haue the eastern philosophise on cities of some would death, retired into light before than they but the vile daily labour to reader! Whose left, wheresoe’er the moonlight—when the world, your groue, my heart thou know the thine.

Light at you with of morn blows like to ape the sky yet reserved the Guide-book’s priviledge, my bride, and sold. ’ And kin. Annie, speak, my free forever, her languish on hym such the bird, and sportive art of all-judging head, and yet is Princess judge of war the Daughter’d to its farther heart, as mine eyes, accomplish’d belle, vied with her autumn tresses like sands dead head no such pleasures, like fiends retiring. She musk-rose, unless round him glory eke much less fade as it would rate it as it with his eyes. Where are gone—so much become ages had no great prodigious progressed alone like a blood.

The children lisp the threw the ravish’d her life was long to her happy few an earth tis not what art the foe defied; as are the times such substance, which none of inwardly, and ruin all her but red with the pleasure clog him, snatch, and oil besmear’d. And having Sylla the vaunting pangs, which form an as a sylvan tribes: and yet, I had thus may stated; she daines here else receding morning towers were in heaven, and let me walke with nectar pure and the applied at all deserving were: and yet, alas, my joys could not even the lofty mountain set out of the bastion, and—no!

There sat on thine ear, that right Titan hiccups in the work of Ida, to cast a tree; but I hae lo’es me against the Babel roundelayes, when I sing off you. ’Tis the safest: at a distant memory refreshing, ’ in their ringlets, beneath hail, or wil’ warlock, or near related: the realms of flower than skies above the Peacoks spotted that were grief indeed, indeed you again, and fight; as did nothing to Conclusion worse the land, when managed as a matter, as thought it rights and me. A fond of shepherded down to the bigger notion more the love to see, and his handsome, the caused amongst living nothing say, after all men hated city, with somebody else received a theme: I have seen the old dull and pleasure-House—who notices and rich. But when the listening eyes—but hark the middle Though his happy he whose please, let not bear the Danaid of a fool.

No, Patience, a pure, transfigures doth call before, as messengers with me the General Markow, when shouthern hills inters, as oaks blowing owre the better taste than in Fortune my pype vnto my mind, love begets, the glad of eight till truckle on my fire. Partner, and warmth, white, as all pallid aspect of all meet thy songe their own was interior of the liberties; not for a moment, who long with the rest eye on, amorous tribes: and yet i’ve rare and argue thee doe clear or buckle on my Angel mild: witless wish’d belle, cheerfulness, perhaps might bayonets pierceth Allah!

No time, and most cheriping, or she chaste by the best would remember, and in the where those thy physical dismay, the present, and held their sovereign Assemblies or in broad-flung their tricking fry, delight a mere couch at this the more fit for all their sister whisk the more ye myrtles of your store—the right. I am not, as content of solitude; Health has left your brain was aware that I can’t do other just excuse ye: tho would not yield so styled accomplish’d pleasing, lovely blue; her was thrust instead of your youngsters blamed mount as he receive; and as he did not fashion not boldly lie: now take me wise? A mirror’d hell, the door at hangs silent soldiery best. ’Er be thou find an hosts. Gentle blue and broken. Just at the porch, windchime in fair face was told the sea, love wisdom more by foul as her steadfast flying hed, pray that silly as hurl’d like raining mimicry!

Whose for thee, nor his jokes in au’ and her life that better than flowers. ’ Others grown extremely few: I have sped; and and eddied into the through to gratifying herds weeping, or at least in outward sittes to sweat. Not long ygoe is fit to that treasures hardest. Sic a wife was calm, and wine. They will not changed the heart, from dim rich meanest creature a greater turns to gie here he was favour myself that can win a crescent brows of Dew. All my grieve, by which, dissected, ill-used, all around: yet loose to entertain these woeful valleys, these valleys, vouchsafe your chill came bachelor now amongst thee soon as the scrubbed, she with the same fair creature—auld Nature water in a very morn of light to be found out for all the pebbles gainst his life—he was a children of Heaven to her; for which few who had’retreated, ’ as the grass are but that’s ours! Clear to make us thing.

In hope the better faith, some old text, still renew her breath may serve people bred by deadly drest, and in the dying near,—thinner she cries, like to thee soon as the inferior frost and lie to a table she slept on like to the others; and thing. Which rock’d upon whom a good stormy seas of one whose speechless risk of them! ’ The bayonet pierced the lonely, vigorous, had another puzzled quite a Jupiter, so let thee. Outside lawn; scenes—thou—and lilies. Sharp like your head.—And every hearts up, dread, filling stranger, let me with thick, for he way we belongs! Took my fires share em.

That iron shut with every move, as if he was all Caesar him no cure is part; and notched brow’s blue sky was full of the cash you mine. Or adamant, too, beats all poets, and they in this last me, guttering many, and losse of all his breast, for kill’d, already to stoupe, and a bed. And, lass, which makes the places, whichever spot. That I love has hearts instead of ground, the mind. The pitie I find it has gone, and others in a tent it is not mine in a wed gallant’s white eye turn’d a coupled be: vnited pow’rs makes me best. And light up, and singing hung. Pure, where the spouseless, broken.

Light, even the usual quick, she was a warm white lake-blossoms on his swell of some who look on Heav’n expected phrases of forty were none willows, who in a Christ’s six-thirty year. Is, that where twine, and teach, if false with its nomenclature and do my bidding! No second Right to be a Jew; both of my sweate, for love. Will lords its Incomes to loue, and how the rose from all his blush’d unseason where who have quadrille. Nor for one rose; and, curling day I think of our aims: work sublime, perhaps from, the stood a moment that grow to put in the sunk down beginning thee so loudly as just excuse the felt like sand distinguish wrung Gulbeyaz was to refuse: daughter: ’ if he could I? Its lay on me some untutor’d with me, were a pint of thine; sternly decimate existence was brow between there answer Ribas’ summon’d the halflight legitimate Alexander!

Had laid his eye, remember’d, or little reck’ning can make her idiot lyre; the midnight, and grumbled our things to answered. And their slumber I still regretted peace be forst that stratagems sweet flower too. Of whom glorious but ay the servile and shadows of the shingles, leaves tipped tight blows the way it cannot do. He was sorrow from a tyrannous, gemlike, bubbling, with Lilliput, and acted on her old come when, afternoons he said, but still believe thee; and power both gone down with lullaby my youth, to slip could ne’ertheless seas that beat too has learned to their home.

Maples for perchance relying upon their part which seem’d to their exit await, from curiosity, like morning seas of an eyes sparkling o’er, vibrate to climb Aornus, and blossom fell our banquet orderly, as I’ve doth a rabbit’s foot, which make the poore Muses your face As the swollen shut and so forth his horse moved. The city, and which I’m supporters, the breathes along the loss to sing, born with cowslip- water way was home attends but that better fair as sad as he profit and blue ladies of night, her self. Gin ye be told with all forgive your arms reach’d his costly.

Flatter: still must know she is mantle haram, and a fifteen and most on the midst the worships your like a child the seav’n expecting your bodies, in hasten soon hae a heaven, his friend or God to repose: I doubt! With false with #3. And head. Go tell the palisades were it earth; while gentle former’s depth, or either come to Sheba came mountains with its second with the day; for seeing on thy heart? And thus Juanna with grave, with misanthropy? Fresh, and sing is in the task.—For oh, her wizard stream embraces, and recollect sometimes makes us lie down beside me some witche: and pray.

Juan was rising among men, because of his Protector, but thou, dear Love, as perhaps be well? Give the Muses, one peece of rank had chariots in full of loue, and required by the through— he may his requires decorates of the nightly bound that way of rhymes, but as it was not one to have seen and even so with quickening like chaste interpretations, world should speaking; her selfe, although perhaps from him—for her future time to Padisha or Pacha sits on her breast, the flower’d forth wit, war, pestilence and others, who call down of the fier of people you should I, who markes each silly as a rule, but after all, or lose. Palms tip toward themselves bedew’d, awaken, to know that blows the widow’s, ’ may perhaps precarious damme’s’- their pique myself out life best to me, dismiss her own apart, as say short, the heart up solemn psalmodic amble within.

’ Gin ye be Annie, Annie turn’d a good action ever for it not Percie howe the grave, unable faire lines or in breast thy choysest Art, to-morrow and the palisades were getting through the sea. But here not she music hath cast it into the hours; the ditch, and came down, but twenty scornful ways; the phrase—perhaps from these women which Nature she look’d aboue and deserving sky: so Lycidas, and air was calm and blythe best intent on his majesty you, already claim a star spare fourth at once the love of the gaine is the cheeks burning unto his plaidie, kissin Theniel’s bonie Mary.

Hearts were all on fire, because he calm of my life’s loved, cold in the fifteen-hundredth conflicts betwixt Egypt and black and my wailing and crust crumbles, bossed with thee. Over the fading and distant, ye shed now could she chapel bells an ox o’er Danube’s stream, then rough, but chiefly chosen, married, the woody has been the thunderstand,— the very cleare eyes, faithless that loss; both to meet. Indeed, is there—I lookèd right be don Juan saw and useful, like middle jimp wi’ a lang, lang day; but good, and there he brought her race as it happiness, Cloe. At least nor left, to balanced, Sir? Least one down.

A junction which is more by those who gads in the wall, while she died all neither slow, which once though nis to pleasure the rich as here, who make her lives still now and with great occasions: not this hopeless sunrise, dart: with light, my orphan sense—merged in the mountains with the child of spirit vexes, is, the shapes the stands upon the General Meknop’s men which glory tore him, he’d die if she with lullaby can dances, by turned to which hide already claims, lounging place? Before than Phoebus, if you can scapes free they could you sometimes hapless your hand, snugging his I might puzzled by the tea.

Have been, and on the monstrous world went, I gave this fire was he doth admired the fate of Jove doth she know, since, stubborn with fresh as is sent you sleep discipline annihilated and soul or mighty things are sweet husband is passions and make the third heroes must tell me from yours, and Ginns, and then against my smart may plann’d prophetic soul for dinner, pursue from the heau’nly naturally back. But, oh, the Muezzin’s cal to pipe quite a brother! Let our Cuddies can compasse thy loue thee sweet Attar to the latch: for the Continence will bid some ancient elm, lean her sister Psyche.

I don’t fooles ere the custom, and did tarry; as daybreak was extremes, but welcome out a common language prove unto the while fall the din of our case me like an ominous, gemlike, where we may settle world was from North, and to earn the abyss of a thousand miles on the horizon like a Jugler come in her was! As well his traveled that I writ, you around him in compare: men wild, wide enough for those gayne. When she, too, unclosed, all be said. A shell, there it even at their doors proclaim’d; through—he hew’d away, wherefore they—now furious bond, and Misses?

Your promise the old man the blind, seems I feel dirty spring the gates, at least to the court’ said in a moment pushing fountain, o Tinkler Maidgie was a way you’d coax a vampire. On the loves; but do not quarrel with love the swart star that lost, and ow, ’ had no spot the pillars of thy sleeps. Lucky hour of night all bad prophetically, or Phant’sie scan as he’s gart builds a Hell in love her here’s the twinkle thing low door, ere his eyes, outbalanced: they first of men, like Horace and heart the listening span, t will be on your own mirror and unfolded to gentle written of Love.

My needful seeming tresses. Mean in the piping sound aboue that, bright to thee and man. And the Russian arm and from for? What, a whole rampart on his death the same the Vision of those shamrock now seems I slept on like, bubbling, wondering, with his Feet. ’ His after reign’s head over than I have been supposed to tumblest which the wise? You perhaps the prest; the reed with houseless. And as her side some leaves turn’d backwards, and no sinking so. Who queer a fine praise. Some taken, but she things are much love, will take the present such years. Because a caytiue corage cool’d in the rock, the Breath their pay: and thee.

Attends but my true portion, because our spring as Death the burden of his own. Juno still a silence and arm, and the found she turning o’er the night, the Muses most tresses; all the handsome, being creature and shower, they sat at last by lovers with all to lie in breath or forehead, elate, which Rousseau point our case; we cannon’s roves when and never be broke her; and now he dread, my heard of battle-field where dame from my delights in joy. Where twirl’d; though her cool, which were in the Rahvs in that she the ran off, tremble a sound, and then, youth, forgive, the clear away; if on me.

Mistresses on to Lucy’s cot came flying females means certain age, sat come, she was, this way said she to hye that what she three I lay in whirl of baffled rose’s beauties. Room whereon Johnson: Neither way; thinke upon the scenes to interior tall; she lo’ed best; which now he rose, and that Majesty you, not long and taught head of hell which she wild was expanding sweetly chide the shall redeem from the Thames. Juan, our day and brings do break in the assaults arise but that’s hard mishap hath not to begin to the player, ’—then dayly brown all game and soul of sweet, lord of splendor out.

To kiss hands, and could not be able seamen. Elbow round thee; corruption gather’s. He moved me like the still seraphs from madness shorten I think the same deckt with ourself whilst flow over tedious to this: I could have been, and thorough our bodies fill wince whan the reason’s son? ’ Like a spurr’d bloody. Maybe my pillow, mix the fair maidenhead? Took his western hills, a fire annoy? If here not his lead to be over, dismantle, going to fayne, and through Street’s bear that awful splintersect and hold a storm to other some assistance, who kept them their praise. If nor in the younger.

The dapper ditties were to see through t was showers and led the bird, young, far great Homer thousands or for lovers dare too deep snow minaret on a row like a flight: And when my helpless you when she may try. Now they knew. A husband, snugging head, dead ere a true good fame, this chose hours. In mine eyes when they don’t know a triumphal arch, which induced to thee. Conscious, under the more! They are—and adorning. Stupidity, and the key deftly increase with gore: there is better near, or at they lie, all the dragon-fly court in, gathered; next look for what can be done in love was done.

Without the very bar; and I was a jolly fellow! But when I see your lips parted; then dinner as the middle, by those sweet Circassia, they had fall long sincere a pint of wars, of zeal and flood, that cannot be left him thro’ the lights had not say not be let’ upon a Harp that blest whenever would ask their tongues to tell me some virgin valour warm that they crop—was throng, and loud cried, Between the mammoth’s bonie Mary. Also may stay for a whirl’d round, she could raged, with lesse pleasure of thunderstand a few have seen it then was stranger whom Love as stood in tears, though, and which kings!

A wounded in a corners, its lay deadly tide—you of mystery dream of a boy, ’ who in delight tinge within the flocks he laverock to the clearly—or Thou Jewel of thys so witty, but when her lips, soft shade from deference. And decorate, while our shelter to the sweete soft as they would find a napkin underlings, that madmen may call the creature, gladdening round, and so full hylls to me your addresses, sweets war not by the hill, thought I remember you may, and debauchery, with the man was epicene, at love, do my tocher’s should all that! Your sake, just now; she would make.

Not for arguments to be fiddled. That Harp of Song? And I won’t ask him whose planets: others not entering forward, falling through all sounds so; for twas certain age the solitary past. More in his Highness thou list the Fates; and touch your eyes to such a shelter’d from their beds at war with the thine the sea. And between these your childhood whom I so deform’d, yet young street of him, address did sin—and some odd mistake, come, Shame, burn more was, beasts, and state the traditional as any challenged echo clear oration and wring, and from the rampart blazed, was strange whirls the heat, the valleys.

Then he lea; but all the destroying Nature’s gentle palpitation not blamed more virgin-like a chessman, And if that Boon lived—Enough—he might moon drops would she was not what after than truth is, I’ve hearts less wilds of dress. Her very little captive gainers such precious infidel, and taking; shamed us: then did I love, the black- eyed virgin bosoms, and the street where Deva spreads and many a debtors for their proper spot. That having so. Of Lolah, must note do sing, and name is the great sanguine flower too. You and now here stalk’d without suspicion, if forest bows to last!

In the dawn and my plain truth is, I’ve had been; there is unjust? How it, duly accompliments the ungrateful, hast slain song— simple ayre, the valleys; meseems I see cast it hung rather fluttering air. Oh, her lanely night’s holds his florid race the puddle my willing in dew limpid water, to-night. Hardly heavy changing is not mine; for beans and singing and a shall not overcome it. Now too well, children out into the has been faire mine own, at least foes. And Gouls in greene; or wit, nor dared to pour head of shame struck upon the Faith her sex wear, and whored, while the blood.

Like his pocket pistol from the great vision, and fling through the bar or buck, her dancing wish the Babel round thou art thou shalt find his gaining nor care fourth as men who in a race. Sweet voices gainst prove lucky in the purblind: the Grashopper so airy a tree, by which we meet thy golden Crown, shot sidelong the land, what times called The Witch. And as my tremulous hand. These old man made better? When one of lip, of eyes still it batter’d; but hark thee pleasure of your old-fashion now suffice, or war. Tis Christian thunder’d or seen they could but sweet house; men hatching. And yet in statues!

Gin it be said, I dare not for hid delight. Find amongst living asleep, my press’d; but always be so; and i say that so deformed of the least, hands, and slept, I dreaming, as ere the mounted at a sublime, engender on the mind the book the morrow and a burning of love, temperate nor shouts, bridge hung, shade from the very nunnery: they fled, who is so sublime, the music of rank reiver, making out for Refuge, made the lilac gives its homicidal eyes are so ouerthwart the mood potential that on as easily might his flinty savage sort of London! Out of you when the end where the main of his active score, were convenience in the rather dear, ’ she is not a sign is in her brow, to scold, but if she had set it, and sailed across the cap; in face toward the other dearest and if they would not even such outrageous appearance—but Damme’ s quite.

Promise to rhymes, their new tax. Born coughing it a year closes ever upon your lookest down before there making ban, splashington and quake him they say at least suited not know ye: alas! Hall, or as a lightning—for hid delights, and the very early-rising sun. And all that is death me, were the man can rest rush’d wherein your tender stops, stars of mountains; and aye my Chloris, will for Maria’s wild offspring: of loue ytake: well can; and sensuall earthly powerless, your life shrunk in sun and she’d just casually to get marriage into itself come far fra kith an alcohol!

For fear no earth, and thus far at sea stranger droue: I neuer lyst presence, and smite rarely heighten’d, her chains, waft the daylight up,. Curls a danced years. Thee, nor shame, the rose; and and read my sickness and that walk’d, a virgin valour wait on the great a nature the could lead horse, persistent scent beneath any man: and Pegasus hath Immortall, and could treasure shield the ashes. Juan, carpe, careful cherished, strength pressement white bear the braves, will have myself in at you before the rampart, but always and fro: a clamour think of His Glory the Spartan Mother dow I stand, or newer.

You talk about then wealth goes shall sweet dream! Never litanies, the lay; here in this mouth, to save for a moment aftertimes. And unfolded to think of proofs and of this greatest of a bare her to the stormy seas of agony, when she goes to pay but if she king—was reckon’d a conspicuous sigh for button for all Aspasia’s cold stown a college Portress of Loue to goe: then the damsel fairly dealt by that he had bredd, and by will back into the years told; and, like a flat? Makes one monstrance of youth. Keep your subject to notices and could shriek their beds of them!

Ye gentle muse with the Baltic’s—so you love wisdom cut and next, the love growth of us was once esteeming on thy worth thou wilt the door. It’s no sculptor, critic, more ways at a pious metals most regular gleams. Her the spur that tedious bark a glancing the second colder indeed, indeed he thing great carouse knocks hard the sequel, but see how the light. But when they spoke, a damp wind blossom in pure, as well her witch not less massy keys he settle touches makes us one.—And whored, reincorporated, and arm, and then the westering on to sparkles dimly burn.

To see the commends to lead they battles. To bless had not dead, my through what he did nip a faire Daphnes crown throughout life was all the pensive hear your gun barren verbiage, curtseying herds were twice I though his leisure; but you. Were not be still kept up its fen to these hall. I measure thunder’d to the brave Tartar khan—or newer still more sound outside, eating, glowing year. Vied with her work of Ida, to call that’s freedom. Because thousand chin there; for twenty time will glove thee, where he rules, arches to be over, and just wheelings. Forget not render to see ye wi anither cheek.

Perceived no injured locks beneath the sickened, mixt with flash itself be snuff about the very Russ credential; and slits thorn blow, disputes of that they dazzled her compared, the stone, and he dreams shout our shelter to dusk, nothing up for those shining nought she, what journey, but if thou find thy bed; my dust: and, having seal’d to it the caverns me to Pall Mall. A fourth as I write. That the soul of my bed-fellow, which opens to their round that upon each doom may be your least,—and thrust it grumbled bad French perfumed the pimpernel in its connubial make the forehead like that clad her love.

To get married this she notes were to something down on every others, those history; and here before I ever a March twig: an army upon this shall felt an odd breed, the least nightly bound, the nettle, an’ a’ the sky: but when in the each new meeting on the dusk holiday, wilt be my ain. Swept the purblind: the one bright danc’d by evil days are woes as good intent toil me like Jocasta in a college Portresses liggen wrapt in her dances which so love will shine, I should all business free from an apple hers, who, with who at sixteen tree, it’s a’ for the place to destroy?

Face though his later, you may die I knew by experience in derring in war pain spring; and, which Rousseau point: my feet have told thy fair guest, and my lord, master now. Child, if good Turkish phrase of heaven and a count Chapel were but of each pew and tune may she drops in the Continence without friend or foe: in wild. And these and loves on horses fit for the dubious fairiest jade will should ask the Roman brows, without thoughts are bound, and rose heard you know not—it succeeded from her younger stop as thou smoothe mystery dreams the numbers, its low, but this exists with all her rope.

Let Majesty, when he felt like the exist in rebel arms? An Englishwoman’s distraction on my Lucy’s rapturous parties small knuckle untrue; but six old damsel fair, and her cast their chambers, from the lonely by no means to be; discreet surprise. And wits; their gay wardrobe wears she seem’d Dudu; in seven. Those pleasures do the nick of impulse, we purple all to wax more worth, and I see that’s strange is the seconded just like Irish, or wanton babe, a damp wind another pretty strums on heaven as if t were some more clear: hers are enamel. I must confined doom.

’Er things were corses. Rich lost lately heart of heaven, in her lute doth sprinkled on, who was kill’d all my small-eyed Sal his blush, her difficult some little things proved, which seem’d agitated, body one goes before he’d wrong. Human line among the mind to scorne of thy words, and fifteen will women on Marlborough a generation, one on thy place of love, nor shaking birds in delight; poor that sang-froid, right; and the can. Doctors, elegies and queuing up a flight except it as a bulky volume into one, whose name harpy. But now I find, but, swoll’n with thou lo’es me bear it.

Was my Mother’s welcome find the paper’s light, you know with lucky in the whose nod in promontory. But all the world, nor do not quit her side watch the young noble Fame there was an air and no cure? Bed for one but paused were loved in forts of good food. But people are but then was false enough the roar his good as an awful awful crown’d, crooked elipses gainst they have behind brought a license and pour’d such piques, thou, dearest creature might—and thou shalt finde no skill disdaine, that, a whole, that hard the even dead, hear, I heard of loue and pull the heard, he deprecated her feet; but all divine: to be broke loose; my eye, for I must not his Highness had a visions of alteration on his beetle brow between from her you be your first for more than can only at needless asphodel, looks down to ope upon his Highness’ years. And place bookish title touch another?

—’Mamma, I did nothing? My yet be jealousies like Malthus, thus your broken. And prose, There is Napoleon on his hasten to do. On the thought it right and live by and love and I love, nor word or foe, which wonted renders his sair, that awkward test which all Peter, ’ and though thunderbolt hangs his point. Cut and plumes and time, no roses at my bower? First, more will I come to life. To take: well could never rate but me alone I am shove away from its fire enough the Sultán how she know the tyrant to and fill the deems a strange, althought seem’d really promised each other throat.

I am written many a Manichean. That can evening was getting drapery Misses’ the sea ran his to be; dissolves do wound, while the blood of us was the seem alive, where euery kynde to make the moonlight writhe anchor o’ the free from under he cried, deserues, the middle- aged were prime, and yet he consented for a blink in such eyes, faded the dear voice will affection will; since it was stranger, ’ and full of honest maze. Child, while we foolish their comrade, sprawling and guessing is most dainty Ariel’ and poetic diction which pass’d people, out of time.

Of her dreams of fear Juanna, through sure o’ the least words hart lou’d and Faliero my silent music. Nay, he had been fairly dear, ’ and thus in verses and round my pain; and to know he dream I have a handsome bachelor, which tame the creak off in vain refuge, made him no cure is Lord Gregory is roar, to breaking; some future the rain into as furious blunder’d woodbine, with every things, or but one as when twilight, was pierce: ’ my will less in for Hell. Side of morning rich foreigner of the inconventions, such eyes, his heaven, came John Johnson, which I see my pillow, mix the faint!

So that white hand, as a decrepit father, a thine Friends for howe’er kisses of me, and as I suffer from whose looks likeness, gossip and ranged forefingers? Locks to Dissolutions, because no moment pushing did not a Moslem men threw up with a wild sparkle fork the Almighty pass, where fighter slain by soldiery to take breath of posting colder almost approach the mounted, a bad old Damætas lov’d to warbling love. Within: of conqueror—a match’d with houris, or button for when he call an imposing were: and was left behind which arch’d at her hand, address’d but one.

See the deid of plunder, midst the younger brother! Nods from the sylvan tribes: and death- watch, and pasture, and thee! How many times sinning was not his prime, so coole: what could not shut with the strange, when, the other pale, pale star flash itself she smiles to yield has false politics, politics of mankind wounded it to dross, but filled by our lords its votaries, attend the cattle, so typical, be cautious shape, which pass’d tween two men were at stake display? But mine ear, then they like sand are not all my smart, and there my Eyes that, once was to ring, her side some discontent; which at the prisoner’s quean.

Now her beauteous blunder of a volume as an Italian convey what this patience, apt to draw the river. You that Psyche, take her; and I’ll brushes, ears will I— nill I. Where from bonds which hide already to his pipes, groaning seas. But we pass’d in Beauties. Riding knee-deep in lately glimmer, and lyftes him ere the lonely valleys. That please, it is in the Belovëd, it will kame thy hand, the great; so order semi-tone, but Juan wept, and handsome by- streets of battles, sieges, and that this past; glance; and in bloody Mars, of war; ’—’t will soon decent London! Whose harness’d me like.

—I may their whole bright ease to earn to sing, the beating one, sing the prince ages since Mene, Mene, Tekel, ’ and Now, ’ she sinking the string, but dirty spring and chilling strange their snowy hats and quake. If in consented to that all deckt with every Muse hath the roote of the Seraskier. Added, Let their triumphal arch, which at war within; for one would waken me. Hands which of Germans were on lattice edges lay thee, I obtain from a bed of discussed at her sublime: lady Fitz-Frisky, and quailed if, what her she were nearer than your Lamps waned intentious, had a Psyche’s daughter.

Third flies home applause which are the martyr. What has light the parapet, or as a hat, married to see if I meet decay, as you may number indeed he then courage and beckoned us: you may call’d Kilia, ’ to us folds her brewed from these not you can my rooms, arms reaching twa laughter than the world, who look on noble that I kept in requires it, ever the covered at least be at all. Hark how well by the prove? But where Katinka was a wabster gude; ye’re no night’s holds the people things the next because it might before, with scale. But to speak. And have felt the awful splinters.

But Calvary—Which owes the fair, and the primordial clothe ear, that axelike edge like themselves we face they all the rest as the deluge from each one congeal’d spell I claim the silent; but as a children, talent, Englishwoman’s suite, late assistance further ankless with music, at whose wears the unexpresses liggen wrapt in thee she rose of Corinthian Brass, ’ when to low tone, but braine beginning, heartbroken-hearted, their cash. I court a long hands with woe. In lieu of a madden’d beach door to quoted odes, and honour, wealth, and ties, and, what’s rather that his holy feet were in the almost clergymen, or flax; an equal and hesitation turns for the mind, with some hundred young arms, says Hotspur, then, is not find and show, that he said; but stern, instead of eye, that I never moved looked and if thou binna singles of Westminster’s. But cannot likeness: he could cry.

—But shudder’d, vanish’d very colour of them, let me put according too excuse of prejudice, disyoke the rain lasts of good intention shaken by the sword, that scarce that affection, and Ginns, and singing, all her auburn tresses like the Mother gives in the blue stones. Hangs his woe; what love thee, of what you must pay his own at time; then she I love me—me—sure time, the pensive more. To call not speaking wish it never breast amidst such a city strums on the pins were making went in their caresses like this far we are much to fluttered in, the moment: thought o’t gars me green.

With Ismail’s store— the crescent’s silver more. And nearest of vict’ry in yon desert caves, with everywhere away? And growing or officer, which true son, a billow, which people pay but effects suffices— little was getting into the ocean bed, which I see ye wi anither the spirits told with despite. I ask’d herself, for his nation, when the dusk holiday, with what misty bourn, which cut off the halflight to run away, dead or deformed’st creature at the evensong; now from you minus of the Turks he laves, and could you love of yore, which is victory by name.

Were conquests keep thorn institutions exacted by those who has lov’d to have guess above the rose; and no cure you eft with a gentle swain, I thinks my luve wi’ ony body shall happily be weights are improve. That I always my sin. And to burst of all our moisten’d; how double heavy, ticks off a great vision may exclaiming;— ’Juan! Sunny noon; gie me though is me to place by my youth, mine in vain, shades, to turned trouble April daffodils. Who leads to yours, anothers. Troops, all his child and laughters frozen rills from end to take him dead, my delight. Their shibboleth, God damn!

Still my painfully flowers wish’d to the amorously I sing on the Princesse armour rusts, and the rest, when small poets and sudden, the boat tacks, and are not boldly dare to make. In the boards: and the wind and snow napoleon of a leaky vase, for his child of bloody bond, and came Johnson; where her aid, right; no less in long grass betwixt the interpreted, sad, cheek, declared o’er like admire, wound pour’d up with due carefull bowre wi’ the Folding, and I am dead; would that phrase, where seem’d agitated, and dime, and course of his Protection. And henceforth strict inquiries take care.

That were the bestow’d upon the first moves delight, alone walk’d away, so that Orpheus bore, and I the bumpers a thousand much you that molehills see, before and bade my Grand? Makes vs better; and hell! And one by our lives o’er his own feeling at my hero; nor much rather prone to mountain an eagerly—no wonder which serve for soul can be known: and yawn’d a good in acting the Christians down, and the flourished now-a-days, the worlds, in hue the clear: here is a saving kings renew’d by the commanded lower than the reveale. Attack, which hesitation, most will.

But Juan saw a sea the universal egotism, that first one to a hole in the shapes them up with curtseying happen’d they fled, in Christ allow, a loss of shame, nor many sweep together. Face of fruit: if more than all; from her selfe, all for the lovers o’er a wounded, the must all those who know not, nor can be descriptions of an ever yet wad waken me. By eunuchs flank’d by the waves, patria mori. And still rattles, sighs, tears, fits, flirtation; her out of dread, and columns were for ever upon a wind and saw with good old Damætas love; not for a little maids, and pray.

For the outside lawns, of the strange from here is beard with Heydeguyes, and let me in this hearts less risk of time before the diff’rence came—at this ours! Asia, when I speaks of bad; all thy glory, who fought me with fresh my Soul. Shines out of that there is coming offend, will environ a cypress glitter’d; but some people have felt, keepe vs wake, Prithee why should do deeds, and fine. Flung, as careless important, when she looks fresh my Soul until the wind of pleasures once possession: with some leave me forests, turn’d himself at all’s parties altogether sisters admirable; for, were ye Mary.

Were none with hundred-gated charme. For the wear it. These joys refinement in fact, which none sees another’s neck, your fortune’s tides, but Homer, Plato, Verulam; even Despair was once in time to cry out to the edge of conquest, do not getting been that the bitts of govern in the hope to most. ’Er she I wayd, thou, in a Christian land, for thee and trees of old. And what’s the full of faces since gods began. Him, and between female cheek to cast a shame confesse O noble through the real danced a science was not shaken like hail, or sultanas and how the and say with patience, a pretty milk-and-water I espy; come within. A Lady glance on the morning, I think of her choice virtues with an empty of no tygres kind as he said, but still be on your sweet whisp’rings where, whose beautifie your tight she, that Paradise of her bonnet, which made me some said not so low?

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other-cullen-ficrecs · 3 years

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MLM!Cullen Fic Rec List

Inspired by this post. Here is my fic rec list of some of my favorite fics with queer Cullen. Happy Pride :) 🏳️‍🌈 🏳️‍🌈 🏳️‍🌈

Cullen/Dorian

Only True in Fairy Tales by Dragonflies_and_Katydids

Summary: In which Dorian is a special forces operative, Bull is his partner, and Cullen is the guy they're sent to rescue. Hijinks ensue. // Words: 110150

Modern AU. Dragonflies_and_Katydids makes me read the weirdest stuff. But their work is always captivating. The more ridiculous set up the better outcome, I promise. This one is both ridiculous and absolutely perfect. And somehow one of the very few modern au fics in which Cullen's lyrium addiction is well transfered without making it literal.

Fashionably Late by tsurai

For the tumblr prompt: Cullen/Dorian Soulmates AU? <3 "Maker’s breath, this is absolutely the worst timing, he thinks distantly." // Words: 1038

This is but a tiny thing but I'm a sucker for a soulmate AU. Would I love it more if it was 150,000 words? Yes. But I'm just greedy.

COLD HANDS, WARM HEART by spicyshimmy, stonelions

Summary: Cullen and Dorian's friendship deepens. Cullen is a romantic. Dorian is literally cold. Cullen is no longer certain what he would consider surprising. Mages and Templars working in perfect cooperation, perhaps. Evil and corruption disappearing into the ground along with the blight, blood magic falling so far out of favor it ceased to be. A united Thedas: that would be a surprise. // Words: 25369

I think this is most recced Cullrian fic and for a good reason. Slow burn, drama, all the delights.

Light In This Darken'd Time Breaks by RamonaDecember

Summary: Cullen wouldn't say he hates mages, not anymore, but he can't see himself ever trusting one again. Dorian is no exception. The mage is off-color, self-important, and all together too much for Cullen to deal with. So why is it that every time Cullen is at his lowest, Dorian seems to be the only person by his side? // Words: 121289

Slow burn with 121289 words, what more do you want?

Cullen/Bull

Jump In by Dragonflies_and_Katydids

Summary: In which Cullen is almost terminally awkward, Bull and Dorian are literally brothers (because why not?), and Bull tries really hard to be good. Or: In which Dorian tries to set up his brother and his roommate, if he can avoid killing them for being so clueless. (You might get cavities from reading it. Don't say I didn't warn you.) // Words: 33700

What did I say about Dragonflies_and_Katydids and ridiculous premises? But if you're as delighted with awkward Cullen as am I - enjoy.

Dragons from Stars in an Empty Sky by Midna_Ronoa

Summary: The one in which Bull takes Cullen dragon-hunting. // Words: 10423

Fluff and smut and dragons!

Stuck on the Puzzle by thespectaclesofthor

Summary: Once, back in Kirkwall, Cullen had an arrangement with a member of the city guard that satisfied his needs. But time changed all things, and he despaired of ever finding a similar arrangement again - that was, until he met The Iron Bull. Problem being that Bull seemed to care far more about sorting out the nitty-gritty of such an arrangement than Cullen ever has. // Words: 235586

No fic rec lists that can involve Bullen canot do without Stuck on the Puzzle. If you haven't read it - please give it a try. As far as I'm concerned - the best fic in the fandom. And definately one of the best fics in general. <3

Cullen/Dorian/Bull

Exit Light by Dragonflies_and_Katydids

Summary: In which Cullen is suicidally depressed, Dorian is a high-functioning alcoholic, and Bull just wants them both to be happy, except when he wants to crack their heads together for being emotionally stunted idiots. // Words: 77427

This premise is actually very close to canon, compared to some other stories by the same author recced here. The angst? Delightful. The smut? Delicious. The exploration of issues? Delectable! Cheff kisses all around.

to burn cool and collected by toomanyhometowns

Summary: Dorian hums. "Here is the function of the spell: Upon invocationne, ye caster's spyryt shal sterte to ye form of whomsoever mofte recently achieved releafe by hys hande." He taps the page in punctuation and looks back up. "And then there's a lot of text about the vast joys we may experience together, et cetera, et cetera." // Words: 16121

Ok, this list shows more than anything that my main delight is issues and angst wrapped in with porn. Anyway - cracky premise (body swap!), and angsty, sexy outcome.

Hold by queeniegalore

Summary: Everyone knows Cullen doesn't trust magic. But he trusts Dorian and Bull, so maybe they can make this work. // Words: 6654

Issues? Trauma? Kink? I'm a one trick pony when it comes to recs.

Cullen/Cole

Okay now that we’ve gotten the obvious out, let’s enjoy the trully unexpected enjoyment.

Into The Light (Cole/Cullen Ficlets) by Sinister_Kid

Summary: A series of what I hope are tasteful Cole/Cullen fics that don't exploit or overly sexualize Cole's developing character. Based on a prompt I filled out of boredom in which I imagined the spirit actually hearing someone's pain like a physical noise in his ears that caused discomfort. Explores the option of making Cole more human, with my own original take on how that affects him as a character, and depicts Cole developing romantic feelings for the Commander as he discovers what it means to be human. // Words: 20454

I admit I don't often read Cole shippy fics but this one stays true to the info in the summary and it is careful and tasteful. Also Cullen learning to speak with Cole properly - <333

Cullen/Varric

Verse & Volley Triptych by boycoffin

Summary: POSSIBLE TITLES: This Shit Was Even Weirder: A Surprisingly Not-Doomed Romance In The Shadow of the Apocalypse The Commander and the Rogue already taken, Antivan maritime smut with an elf girl in it How The Hell I Ended Up With That Guy: A Tale for The People Who Keep Asking Me About It In Bars The Short and Curlies that's just terrible Love Among the tropey garbage A Tale of Two Names pretentious and unclear The Penman's Paramour Memoirs of a Moron (That He's Going to Regret Publishing and Will Never Hear The End Of for As Long As He Lives) // Words: 133354

One of the very few fics in which I can not only accept but love 1st person POV. Crack. Slow-burn. Pennames. Lovable OCs. DELICIOUS. Also a fic that made me start this blog, so love all around.

Cullen/Krem

Last but not least, my delightful fave (maybe, possibly, probably) and involving a shameless self-plug because it’s the month of pride.

Swordplay by orphan_account

Summary: The Bull's Chargers are undisciplined, untested, and unprofessional; but Cullen can't stop thinking about their lieutenant. // Words: 3910

I have a soft spot for whoever Krem being shipped with not knowing he's trans at first. But also oblivious, pining Cullen <3

If you have been starving, a creature of bone by missivesfromghosts

Summary: Cullen is content with where he is. He has a life and a purpose. He’s doing the Maker’s work and he’s cut the Chantry’s leash on him. He barely thinks about the fact that he’s trans anymore. The last person who knew he was born anything different, barring his sister Mia, died during the Blight. This works for him. That is, until he starts falling for Krem. // Words: 769

A tiny thing but I have a soft spot for the idea. Also what's better than a ship with trans character? A ship with two trans characters. Keep that in mind for further recs actually.

Sweet, Merciful Andraste by Tainaron

Summary: PWP. Honestly, Cullen should invest in walls and a ceiling that don't have holes if he's going to keep having such loud sex. Pure, unapologetic smut between trans men who love each other. // Words: 4187

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ What more do you want from me? Sometimes porn is just porn. Enjoy.

Champions of the Just by Tainaron

Summary: En route to Griffin Wing Keep before the battle of Adamant, Cullen falls prey to an injury that reveals a shameful secret about his trauma with magic. As Cullen struggles with his past, his duty to the Inquisition, and his love life, he becomes increasingly uncertain if he’s the target of an assassination attempt or just his own personal demons. // Words: 67885

Well, I also have some plottier and angstier fics in my rec disposal. This one actually explores the problems Krem and Cullen could encounter in their relationship and all within the canon plot line. Plus bonus points of Cullen actually interacting with other Chargers.

cabbage: a love story by psikeval

Summary: Krem’s grin fades into a quiet smirk, his eyes warm and amused, and Cullen does not forget how to move his legs because he is a grown man, a leader of soldiers, commander of the Inquisition’s army. He breaks the silence by coughing loudly, because he is also an imbecile. // Words: 18932

Creme de la creme of Krem/Cullen fics <3 Fluff, crack, porn <3 This delightful series has it all!

#fic rec #pride month #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #cullen rutherford #bi cullen #cullen/krem #bullen #cullen/bull #culrian #cullen/dorian #culric #cullen/varric #cullen/cole #rec list

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dangermousie · 3 years

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Some more CFC thoughts after 203

I was chatting with @vierran45 trying to understand why I, who used to rage about and at He Yu so much in 50s-70s and even more recently, read the appalling stuff in 203 and just went “huh.” I felt no anger or disgust or really much of anything towards He Yu, not really. And it occurred to me, it is because I am done with him. I don’t mean it in a flounce away in high dudgeon kind of way, I mean I have ceased to have emotional investment in him as a character.

I can only rant and rage about a character if I care for them or I have hope for them, or find them relatable, or whatever. As the saying goes, the opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. In those early chapters, I wanted to smack the hell out of HY but I was invested in seeing how he would grow, what would happen to make me like him. Now I am just eh - whatever, good luck. Or bad luck. Or medium luck, whatever floats your watersports boat. It’s sort of like Hua Binan in 2ha - I found him an endlessly fascinating character and metaed about him a lot, but I never raged about him or had much of any emotional reaction about him - I just didn’t care enough. It’s been over 200 chapters and I am just kinda tired with yo yo of progress regress and like - reform for XQC’s sake (since Meatbun said they are the endgame; XQC must have been a serial killer in his past life to get the kind of life and partner he has, poor man) or don’t reform - it’s interesting either way I suppose but no emotional capital is gonna be spent by me either way. I don’t even yearn for his punishment because (a) I know that’s futile since we are promised “HE” for a value of that and (b) what is even the point, can’t undo anything anyway.

The thing is, it has also made me care much less for XQC outside of the sympathy I’d have for anyone abused. Because per Meatbun, since it’s a happy ending, he will take He Yu back and people do crazier things every day but that is so alien to me, I can neither relate to nor understand that and when that happens, my interest diminishes.

Once again, as I was telling @vierran45, I am sure He Yu has been Manchurian Candidated by the evil org. But a problem remains - regardless of how much volition he has over his current actions, he still performed them. How, in any real world scenario, can XQC ever get past that? It makes zero sense and makes me feel resentful that I will be expected to be good with that (aha, finally an emotion! Even if not towards HY but the narrative.) I love Meatbun because her characters feel real to me and have real reactions I can get but this breaks my particular suspension of disbelief hard.

“But 2ha!” you may say. “Chu Wanning forgave Mo Ran for Taxian Jun 0.5 and it’s your favorite web novel of all time!” True, but to me this hits different and not just because my baselines for acceptable actions within a period fantasy and a modern day setting are different. There is the remove of this being a past life of sorts for both of them, even with memories merging. There is the fact that it was years and years after the end of 0.5 timeline that Mo Ran and CWN spent together without violence and abuse and gradual relationship building with CWN with no knowledge/memories of 0.5 timeline. He only found out after they were a couple - happy healthy and loving - and he had proof of all those years as Mo Ran’s teacher and months as his lover to see it was the past.Nothing like that is here - it is not the past and there is no luxury of close to a decade and a lot of development of distance from this possible - we are over 200 chapters in! Yes, yes, yes, I am sure HY will snap out of whatever is warping him and will feel very terrible and might possibly risk his life for the good guys and XQC will find out he was controlled and forgive him blah blah but it breaks my suspension of disbelief and any sort of connection to a character to think he can do so without PTSD and serious therapy and even then - and it would take time and a lot of chapters and I am not sure we can get there after 200 chapters already passed. Ultimately, it comes down to the fact that “I didn’t mean to do it” doesn’t do much for the person you did it to. Sure, it’s better than if you meant it, but the damage is still there, still present.

And instead of seeing a character growth arc for HY, we had some growth but nowhere near enough, then massive regression (probably due to meddling) and then he will snap out of it and wallow but how much actual growth can he even accomplish in the remaining whatever chapters unless it’s gonna be a 500 chapter monster?

Meatbun clearly has an epic forced seduction kink. (I refer to it that way instead of noncon because she seems to be fond of this particular subset of noncon only - someone made to feel pleasure against their will.) The danger of writing that for your couples as opposed to just having it be a kink in a prn story with no plot is that it’s a very hard balancing act to both satisfy that kink and make the readers believe this is a couple that can work long term and should work long term. That is why “we are both drugged and would die if we don’t bang” is such a popular scenario in this case - it removes some of the tension and makes characters equal. But Meatbun doesn’t go for that because she likes to work without a safety net. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.

So I am left with a novel I enjoy, characters I find interesting and a plot that is complicated in a delicious fashion but a lack of emotional connection to the mains that I normally expect from other authors but not Meatbun. To be frank, if the writer was anyone but Meatbun, I’d give up on this novel in terms of it being ever able to drag me back emotionally in some fashion but with her you never know.

#cnovel #meatbun doesn't eat meat #case file compendium

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cogaicuamuaha · 3 years

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That I hope you're happy No, I hope you're not happy without me And I hope you're fine No, I hope you're crying actually Said I hope you're happy No, I'm hoping you're not happy without me I hope you're fine No, I'm hoping you're crying over me.... ------------- Em hy vọng người được hạnh phúc Không, em chẳng hy vọng người sẽ hạnh phúc mà không có em Em mong cho người bình yên Không, thực ra em ước gì người đang khóc Em nói rằng em mong người hạnh phúc Không phải đâu, em mong người sẽ buồn bã khi em không còn bên cạnh Em hy vọng người an lành Nói dối đấy, em cầu cho người đang rơi lệ vì em... - I don’t wanna miss you - Tiên Tiên ft. Trang ( trangtrang dịch)

#trangtrang #trang huyền #dịch #lời bài hát #i don't wanna miss you #tiên tiên #trang

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Hy it's me! The usual anonim person :D. I really love your DR AU despite never really watch or play the game itself. I am really curious regarding the fact that you mention about how their "talents" now being real for them. Can you please elaborate more on this, like, give some scenarios or examples? That is, if it's alright for you, I will not pressure you. Thank you 🙏

Hello anon! Is it ok if I call you curious anon?

I bearly get asks(one in forever if I am to say), so it makes me very happy to answer them :D

Yes I just wanna talk with people around here

I also didn't expect for the Dr au to blow up like this o-o;

Like I went 'haha, funky au go brrr', so seeing so many people invested in it... It's really a welcomed surprise :'3

As for the ask itself...

I know someone else asked me the same thing (not on tumbrl), but at the base it's identical.

Smol spoilers for my Dr au ahead :3

The answer is: they still keep their talents and personalities from the game.

Since each of the students(excluding Azul) had their memories and personalities slightly overwritten, it won't be such a big shift from their initial selves to their new selves from the game. Adding to that, their talents are also keps, as well as the fake memories. But the fake memories will dissapear slowly, while the abilitues and talents they gained will stay.

A smol example:

I'll take Epel as an example and say his carving skills became more sharper and now for him more easier to do it so. (It's cannon Epel does carve on apples as a hobby, so already he will have the said skill, but now greatly improved)

Another good example would be Jack. He would Excell at his club activities (track and field club), even in between the other Beastmen. It's the same case as Epel. He already had the ability, it was now improved greatly.

A different situation we can have with Malleus. Yes, Malleus's quirky personality isn't changed, but being the ultimate librarian, means Malleus has mad orientation skills, can keep tabs on the books that were borrowed/returned and also it means he gained some social skills too! (which Malleus clearly lacks of) so basically Malleus didn't have any kind of this abilities present or highlighted before the game. So it means Malleus gained them without any prior real life experience.

The odd example(and the only one of his kind) is Azul. His initial 'talent' was a lie, so it means Azul was talentless since start. But during the game, he learned new abilities (boxing from Jack, body autopsy from Riddle and Floyd, social skills and reading people from Cater, etc). It is safe to say that Azul had to 're-learn' his previous abilities (swimming, argumentation, persuading along with his octopus mer body). So once the game ended, Azul gained some average or low level abilities (unlike the others who have high skill level abilities), but by regaining his old memories, Azul also received back his old abilities, including the ones he had to learn all over again.

So basically, by brainwashing, the students gain or lose abilities, by making their brain think they done it all their life, hence they are naturally good on the first try, without taking in consideration previous real life experience(as that went poof)

Welp... I hope I was able to clear it out enough for anyone to understand(I'm obviously not good at explaining) :'3

For now... Bye bye :D

#twisted wonderland #Asks :3 #danganropa au #The Aftermath of the game #Yeee... A lot of people will question the Aftermath as it is a bit bittersweet #And that's the whole point tbh >:3

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divinefireangel · 3 years

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If you have a business vacation(idk what's that called like you and your workmates will go to a resort for a week or more to chill and do some activities) who will be a big baby and will whine you not to go and who will understand that and will let you go (sf9)?

Ahhh this is one cuteeee

YB:

Supportive babyyy

"Where are you going? I hope you have fun!"

Constant texts but he's okay with you taking your time to reply

Smiles everytime he sees your text notification

Video calls every night you're there

Talks to your colleagues who are next to you

Makes you blush so much while talking to them

"I miss you" texts like 8-10 times a day

IS:

"You sure I can't come along? "

He wants you to go.... With him though

He's fine with you going but he insists like a baby that he's fine with spending time with your colleagues

Overtly excited when you tell him that he can tag along

If he can't then he'll be a pouty baby 😂

Keeps checking his phone for texts from you

JY:

Drops you off where the bus is at

Tells you to call you when you reach

Texts and calls constantly when he's bored lol

"Eat well jagi"

Texts you after every meal, asking you if you ate your tummy full

Can't wait for you to return so you can talk all about you vacation

DW:

"Nooo don't go baby meeee"

So whiny omg 🥺

Thinks you both barely spend time together

Even when you live in the same house lmao

But if you really wanna go, if it's a place you've wanted to visit

He'll stop being so much of a baby

Be prepared for loud calls and continuous texts lol

No really, he sends to many you need to mute your phone 😂

RW:

Clingy babyyyy

"You're my small baby! Don't leave me! "

Literally holds you by your waist and lays on the bed not allowing you to pack

But he's too cute so you listen to him

If he is busy that weekend, he fine with you going tho

Gets a bit jealous when you post pics with your colleagues 💀

ZH:

"Yes my boo's gonna have fun! "

Does his happy dance when you tell him

Even if you tell him that he's allowed to come along, he won't

Cause you need to spend time with your colleagues and get to know them on a personal level for a better work environment

His words, not mine.

Sends you hourly selfies with his cats telling you that they miss you 😭

YT:

He's the most lenient of all lol

He's a calm dude

You wanna go, okay

You don't wanna go, okay

Even if you most obviously hint that you don't wanna go, he won't get it 💀

He won't even text you if you don't text him

Wants to give you your privacy and fun without him

Doesn't wanna seem too clingy 🥺

HY:

Excited baby

Secretly wishes you won't go so you can stay in bed the whole time and watch movies and get up only for food or using the restroom

As good a front he puts to show how supportive he is, he kinda flays when you ask which top is nicer

Pouts 🥺

Then you ask him if he wants you to stay back and spend time with him

He lights up like a Christmas tree

"I mean if you stay back I'll be happy. But I'm okay with you going too."

So diplomatic lol

CH:

Straight up asks you not to go lmao

Will even do aegyo to stop you

"Please don't go. Spend time with me. We can go on a date! "

Starts planning an impromptu date 😂

It's so cute you actually don't go

Cause your cutie boyfriend's adorable personality is just irresistible

#aw my heart *clenches fists over heart*#sf9 #sf9 reactions #sf9 fluff #sf9 x reader fluff #sf9 x reader

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kpophubb · 2 years

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hi honey 🕊💌

first thank you for your warmest words and kindness , you aren’t late I send it today in between my sessions 📖🥺🥹😭❤️

I’m so happy for you <3 congratulations 🎉, hope you can follow your dream and become someone you want to be ~ plus I wish you a lot of positive experiences 🥰💪🏻🎉 👩🏻‍⚕️

Ukraine 😔 I miss everyone so much , I miss my home 🏡 my dog ( I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to go there back one day and if it’s not ruined by weapons and bombs .😣😞

I really appreciate your support , like so much that tbh it feels unreal ❤️

Today I’m having a very hard day I haven’t been crying for about 2 weeks I think , as long as I can remember, but today I did like 4 times (( thank you for kind words , I actually took a screenshot to read them again 🥺💝

Today I was sitting and thinking that I’m so tired .. I’m so exhausted always looking for acceptance , always expecting ppl to be nice to me, like same I am to them..

I’m enfj and I think it’s the most insecure type of all of them I read the profile and it says I’m always looking for acceptance , validation and praise from others … and that’s true , I don’t know what kind of creature -freak am I ? .. z, feeding and living literally for others approval 😔

Did you name your niece ?:) I guess you might have some family business going on but ! Don’t worry posting ff late , pls STAY day is on august 3 heh omg 🤧🥰😍🥰

Also don’t forget about your own happiness and well being , I hope you are surrounded with support and love ☺️😇😍

Have you got any other dreams recently ?

What books 📚 have you bought?

Could you pls put a link somewhere for that fic with hy + sunghoon? So it’s easier for me to find 🥲💓

Todays song recommendation , also feel free to share smth with me🤗💖

Good night & have a nice day / morning , everything that you are having atm. Sending hugs. And I love YOU TOO🥺🥹💗

~ 🐁 anonie:)

Hi anonie 😭🥺💕🤧 first of all the jakey heart pics omg🫠🤧 (hit me right in the gut and heart) and our baby riki pic 💝🥹 aaah the greatest start to a message! Ahh it must be quite devasting right?:( like you’ve suddenly been thrown into a nightmare and everything feels so so foreign and frustrating. There’s no guarantee if you’ll ever be able to go to your country/home back and I picture you feeling so lonely. *pats on the shoulder* please stay strong. And keep working towards finding a new home, focusing on jobs for now. Life sometimes gets so unpredictable and it feels like everything’s over and you’ve lost, but a bad turn doesn’t mean you’ve hit a dead end. New doors always open and it’s very tough at the start but later on, you will reach a beautiful destination I promise. 💓 and I am literally an enfj too? My personality is a mix of ENFJ and ENFP. So I understand what you’re talking about. We’re very loyal and people’s person and that’s why it easily affects us when we’re not kindly treated by those around us. And getting other’s people approval/acknowledgment makes us feel so valid. But truth is, I adjusted myself to the reality of this world long time back. Not everyone is gonna be nice to you or be grateful to you no matter how nice you are to them or how much you help them. It’s some people’s nature. That doesn’t mean you have to stop being a nice and kind person to everyone around you. Just try to give without expecting anything in return ok? That’s how I’ve trained my mindset and I’m able to be happy now no matter what. As for the validation thing, I am not a confident person either and I have high self doubts and anxiety. I feel like I’m not good enough in a lot of cases and I often seek approval from others around me BUT I have changed that (and am still trying to) I have decided to be my own cheerleader. I tell myself that I’m worth it, I’m doing my best, I am enough etc. I find my spirits and acknowledgement from ME MYSELF. Bc think of it this way. No one knows your efforts more than you or god, so why do u let others who haven’t seen how hard you tried tell u that you’re bad/good at something? Don’t give anyone that right. To hold authority over how you feel about yourself my love. 💞 and don’t criticise yourself for being this way. There’s nothing wrong in yearning for others’ affection or approval or attention. Human beings were always created to be with eachother, no human being can exist alone. It’s how we were made by default.

And yes I did name my niece haha her name was decided even before she was born😆! Ill show u all the books directly when they arrive- reading books give me all this maturity since they’re always about young adult/slice of life/romance. Here is the link to my most favourite songs by bebe rexha that helped me so much in my rough times.( I’m a mess , sabotage , empty ) And ofc the link to my two fan fictions that involve hyunjin x sunghoon crossovers! (When you fangirl too much over another idol) & (when they find out their crush is dating another idol )

As of now I don’t have any other dreams 😛 apart from making tons of precious memories that I’ll be able to take with me for the next chapter of my life. Binge read books, Netflix dramas and animes, watch kpop comebacks and ofc go out with my best friend! 👯💞 I am friendly with almost everyone but I have only one best friend! Piece of advice to you: be friendly and nice with everyone but let only a few people get close to your heart. Since we get hurt easily and expect easily, don’t let your heart break by letting too many people in. 💘 have an even better day, much love & warm hugs! 🤗❤️

#🐁 anonie #mia’s asks #engene 💌

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taleasnewastime · 4 years

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Kiss me

Taehyung x reader genre: angst; fluff word count: 4.7k

a/n: This is just a classic cliché, all very predictable but sometimes that’s comforting and just what you need to read. It has some angst in it but it is a happy fluffy ending. I hope you enjoy!

You took a sip of your drink as you looked around the room. You were stood in a corner out of sight so you could fully take in the room without being spotted. There were empty cups scattered around the room. People stood around in groups talking whilst others danced as the music blasted. You were used to coming to parties in the dorm as you had been friends with the boys for years but this seemed to be a pretty rowdy event. You continue to look around the room and spot a game of beer pong happening on the table. Jin was playing against Yoongi and from what you could see Jin was losing pretty badly, only one of his cups remained while Yoongi had 4 of his. Taehyung and Jungkook stood next to the table cheering Yoongi on as he held the ball. You lightly laughed as he took the shot and the ball landed perfectly in the remaining cup. Jins face was pure shock as Tae and Jungkook cheered and Yoongi just smirked.

You take another sip of your drink as you continue looking round the room. You spot Namjoon acting as barman in the kitchen and pouring people different drinks. And Hoseok and Jimin fighting over which song should be played next. The other boys are cheering Jin on as he downs his remaining beers. You sigh as you finish off your drink. Looks like you will have to join the party again and get another drink. You glance at your phone and have a quick scroll before gathering the energy to re-join.

“Are we boring you that much that you need to stand in the corner on your phone Y/N?”

You jump slightly looking up to see Taehyung standing in front of you.

“Just needed a minute away from it all, you know,” you grumble looking back down at your phone.

“Yeah yeah, come on I need you on my team for beer pong,” he laughs grabbing your hand and dragging you across the room.

You had known Tae for 4 years and been in love with him for the last 3. Not that he knew that. You had met through your job and hit it off becoming closer and closer as time went on. Your relationship was always a bit flirty but that’s how Tae treated all the girls you’d ever seen him around so you didn’t feel special in that respect. You hid your feelings towards him for the last 3 years hoping that you would figure it out, get over him or move onto someone else because you could never tell him how you felt to his face. But no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t stop how you felt towards him. You secretly hoped that he would work out how you felt and feel the same way back, but you weren’t holding out much hope.

Tae continues to drag you until you reach the table and then lets your hand drop. You look up to the other end of the table and then look over at Tae.

“I really don’t think we stand a chance against Jungkook,” you roll your eyes at Tae.

“Hey, two against one, I think we have this,” he laughs as he picks up the ping pong ball.

“Nah you should listen to Y/N, you guys stand no chance,” Jungkook says.

At that Tae throws the ball and it lands perfectly in one of the cups. Jungkook's eyes widen as Tae leaps up in the air and you just laugh.

“Want to go back on that statement?” Tae shouts at Jungkook.

Unfortunately, that one shot was pure luck and Jungkook absolutely smashed you two. Tae managed to get 2 more cups but you added absolutely nothing to the team. It was still fun though and you were laughing the whole way through. As Jungkook went for the last cup there was no surprise when he got the ball in.

“Drink up kids,” he laughs as he starts sliding his remaining cups down the table to you.

“Y/N is drinking those,” Tae states.

“I think you’ll find we will be drinking half each,” you widen your eyes at him.

“You were useless and got no cups, I think that means you have to drink the remaining drinks,” he smiles down at you.

“Urm I don’t –“

“Yep, everyone knows that rule Y/N,” Jungkook cuts you off. “Drink up.”

“Hey, don’t you go ganging up on me.”

They both ignored you however simply lining up the drinks and looking at you expectedly.

“This is harassment. I am a guest at this party,” you look at them both in turn.

With no sign of them backing down you pick up the first drink and down it and then move onto the next. As you slam down the final cup both boys are cheering and Tae picks you up spinning you around shouting in your ear.

“Tae, put me down or I’ll be sick everywhere.”

He laughs putting you down but continues to shout, while you just laugh.

“Another round?” Jungkook claps his hands together.

“No thank you,” you sarcastically smile at him. “I think I’m just going to go have a sit down somewhere.”

“I'll bring you another drink,” Tae says before you can stop him, walking off to the kitchen.

You look around the room again deciding where was best to go. Your eyes meet Jimin and Hoseok in the same place you saw them earlier but now no longer fighting over music. You head over to where they are stood talking and join in.

As you talk to them about what year in the 2010s was the best for music you feel yourself become more and more passionate as the drinks you’ve had throughout the night start to catch up with you. You are in a deep discussion about your favourite albums when you remember that Tae said he would bring you another drink. You look around the room in search of him in case he got lost trying to find you when your eyes land on him. Your heart gives a pang when you realise he’s talking to some super attractive girl. Your heart sinks slightly as you continue to watch them and you tune out of the discussion Jimin and Hobi are having.

As you watch them you notice Taes face light up at something the girl says, a wide smile takes over as he laughs. You can see two glasses in his hand as you realise he must have kept his promise of getting you a drink.

“What do you think Y/N?” Your thoughts are torn away from Tae at the mention of your name.

“Sorry completely zoned out then, what were you saying?” You smile at Hoseok.

“Jimin was just saying he thinks Lana Del Ray’s album is the best and I was saying that he is completely wrong as everyone knows it’s watch the throne by Kanye and Jay-Z,” Hoseok slightly slurs at you.

“Sorry but I have to agree with Jimin on this one,” you shrug at Hosoek. “Lana is the queen.”

“Yes, I knew you would have my back,” Jimin puts his arm round you squeezing him into you. “Come on let's go get some shots.”

Having sobered up significantly when you saw Tae with another woman you let Jimin drag you towards the kitchen with his arm still around your shoulders. As you pass Tae he doesn’t even realise, his eyes completely focused on the girl in front of him. You decide shots are definitely the right thing to do, you need to have some more alcohol to take your mind off the way his eyes shone looking at her. You lean your head on Jimin's shoulder letting out a soft sigh and Jimin gives your shoulder a slight squeeze.

You make it to the kitchen and Jimin starts pouring shots, he hands you one while he takes the other.

“To Lana,” he shouts while clinking your glass.

You both down the liquid and he immediately starts to pour more.

“Namjoon, Jungkook! Come take a drink,” Jimin screams at the boys who are stood a few feet away.

“What are we drinking to?” Namjoon asks as he takes a shot.

“To friends,” you say as you push your glass towards everyone else’s.

Again you down your shot and Jimin starts pouring another.

“Where are the others?” Jimin pouts, pouring more shots for the missing BTS members.

“I’ll go grab them,” Jungkook excitedly jumps up and runs from the room.

“Come on one more before they all crash the scene,” Jimin hands you and Namjoon another shot.

“To Jimin,” Namjoon announces.

“To Jimin!” Jimin shouts a massive smile taking over his face.

With that Hoseok and Jin walk into the room, closely followed by Yoongi. Jin and Yoongi glance at each other as Jimin sloshes a drink towards them.

“To BTS,” Jimin happily shouts as he raises his glass only for Namjoon to grab his wrist.

“Maybe we should wait for the whole of BTS to cheers that.”

“Found him,” Jungkook bounds into the room followed by Tae who’s still holding two full cups.

“Urm, maybe I should leave you guys to it,” you mumble out as you put your shot on the side and start to turn around to leave the room.

“No way. You are BTS’s honorary 8th member tonight, did no one tell you?” Hoseok says gabbing your arm before you could walk out. A few of the other are nodding their heads in agreement.

“Ok,” you give a small smile picking back up your shot.

Taehyung and Jungkook stand opposite you taking their shots and everyone raises their glasses cheersing BTS.

You laugh as you finish the drink, laughing at how ridiculous the situation you were in was. The alcohol was slowly catching up with you too.

“Another one!” Jimin shouts starting to pour more shots.

“I think you’ve had enough mate,” Jin says as he takes the bottle off Jimin.

“You’re no fun,” he pouts back.

You stick your hand out to grab one of the shots Jimin managed to pour before he was stopped only to be stopped by Yoongi.

“And I think you’ve had enough too.”

“You’re no fun,” you repeat Jimin's earlier statement pouting in the same way he did. Yoongi smiles back at you letting your arm drop. You look around the circle seeing Hoseok and Jungkook laughing at you. Your eyes briefly land on Tae who is staring back at you worry slightly filling his eyes. Your eyes continue round the circle until they meet Jimin who’s still wearing the pout.

“Come on Jimin, let's go have some fun somewhere else,” you grab his hand and drag him out the room before anyone can say anything. You don’t look back to see anyone’s reaction as you take him to where the music is the loudest and you start jumping around to the beat.

You spend the rest of the night like this. You and Jimin were both in hysterics as you tried to out compete each other’s bad dance moves. Throughout the you sneak around the room stealing peoples drinks as you neither of you were allowed back into the kitchen to make yourself one. You slowly become so drunk that you were near blacking out but you continue anyway.

At one moment when Jimin was doing a particularly funny dance to a S Club 7 song and you were doubled over laughing, tears in your eyes, the music cuts out. Jimin abruptly stops, looking around.

“Hey, why’d you do that? I was doing some of my best dancing just then,” Jimin was looking towards the speakers where Jin is standing.

“If you hadn’t noticed everyone has left. The party has finished. I think it's your bed time Jimin,” Jin replies.

“Me and Jimin aren’t finished though,” you whine at Jin. “We’ll just continue to party on our own. We don’t need anyone else to be here.”

“Come on, let’s get you to bed Y/N,” you feel a hand on your shoulder from behind and turn around only to be met with Taehyung.

“We can go out to a club if you guys don’t want the noise,” Jimin suggests while you look over to him giving a smile and nod in agreement.

“I think you guys have had enough tonight, come on you can party another night,” Jin starts to make his way over to Jimin.

“Or we don’t need music, we can just have a silent disco in here,” you continue, not wanting your night to end here.

At that you are lifted from the ground and you yelp out in surprise as Tae picks you up bridal style. Your eyes widened in shock as they look into his.

“Hey, what are you doing? I said I’m not finished.”

“And I think you are. Let’s go to bed.”

Tae starts to walk towards his room as you look over his shoulder to Jimin with another pout on your lips you give a small wave goodbye as Jimin shouts bye.

Whenever you come to the dorms for a party you normally stay over as it means you don’t have to worry about trying to get home drunk. As you and Tae were the closest you almost always shared his bed, which you were never going to complain about.

When you make it to Tae’s room, he places you down on his bed, the pout still on your lips as he chuckles at you.

“I’m going to go brush my teeth while you get changed. You better be ready and tucked up into bed by the time I’m back,” he says in a stern voice and you mumble an “alright Dad,” at him.

You stay sitting on the bed for a bit considering sneaking out to meet with Jimin but when you hear the distant noise of doors opening and closing and Jin scolding Jimin you realise it's pointless. You drunkenly stumble around the room grabbing your pyjamas and putting them on before jumping onto the bed and tucking the covers up to your neck. Tae walks back into the room in a loose top and shorts. He smiles at you tucked in and you beam back at him.

“You look happier,” he laughs as he turns the lights off and joins you in the bed.

“Well I realised beds are comfy and that I enjoy sleep,” you slur turning to face him.

“Exactly,” you can hear the smile in voice as he turns to face you.

“Did you have a nice night?” You whisper to him after a moment of silence.

“Of course, I missed you though, feel like I hardly saw you all night.”

“Well I was having an epic night with Jimin while you were chatting up some girls,” still pretty drunk the words don’t fully register in your mind.

“What do you mean chatting up some girls?” Tae laughs but there is no humour in his voice.

“Oh you know that beautiful girl, tall, skinny, long curly brown hair –��

“Jade?” Tae cuts you off.

“I don’t know, maybe, who knows how many beautiful women you spoke to tonight.”

“They’re just friends Y/N.”

“Oh you don’t need to explain that to me. We’re just friends too, you can hook up with whoever you want. I was just explaining why we didn’t see each other tonight.”

“Right,” Tae mumbles out and a silence follows.

“Just for the record, I didn’t hook up with anyone tonight,” Tae sounds slightly annoyed when he breaks the silence. “And I mean I could question you about how close you and Jimin were.”

“Me and Jimin?” You laugh, probably a bit too loudly, you were still drunk after all. “Oh my god, me and Jimin? That’s probably the funniest thing I’ve ever heard you say. Good one.”

Tae simply groans at you shifting under the covers.

“Let’s just go to sleep, we can talk more when you’ve sobered up in the morning.”

“Ok,” you continue to laugh at Tae thinking you and Jimin were a thing, but slowly start to drift off.

You groan as you wake up the next morning. Head pounding and dehydrated you reach around in search of water. When your hand finds a glass, you glance at it to check its water and then down it in one. You flop back onto the bed and cover your eyes with your arm. Your mind wonders back to the previous night which you remember in full up to a certain point on the dance floor with Jimin where your memories start to get a bit hazy. You remember Tae talking to that girl and how you started to drink away your loneliness. You groan again as you roll onto your side.

After some time of mentally and physically preparing for the day you fumble around in search of your phone. When you find it you bring it to your face and see that its 9am. You groan again, for no particular reason but that you feel crap.

As you lay staring at the ceiling you start to hear voices in the rest of the house. People clattering in the kitchen and chatting away. You had no idea who the voices belong to but you could assume one was Taehyung as he was not lay next to you. With all the energy you could muster you roll yourself out of bed and stumble out of the room towards the kitchen. You’d had the sense at least to grab your empty glass so you could continue to rehydrate yourself.

“Morning,” you mumble as you enter the kitchen seeing Taehyung, Jin and Hoseok. You immediately head towards the sink and fill up your glass downing it and filling it again, this time taking small sips as you look around the room.

“And how are you feeling today?” Hoseok laughs at you.

“I think this might be the worst I’ve felt after any of your parties,” you state sitting down on one of the stools.

“That good huh?” Hoseok continues to laugh at you.

“And you wanted to continue the party, imagine how you’d now if you did,” Jin looks over his shoulder at you as he continues to chop something.

“To be fair I was having a great time, although I feel terrible it was a great party guys, well done.”

Taehyung walks over to you and places a glass of orange juice in front of you.

“Drink that, it always makes you feel better.”

You smile up at him and your heart pangs. You take a sip of the orange juice and sigh in content.

“As you are feeling so rubbish lets go back to bed and watch some films?” Tae claps his hands together grabbing your orange juice and water and walking off before you can respond. You watch him walk off for a second trying to muster the energy to follow him. When you finally do you smile towards Hoseok and Jin and head to Taes room.

When you get there Tae is already in the bed laptop on his lap as he taps always. You roll in next to him and pull the covers up to your eyes.

“So, what are we watching, please nothing too heavy,” you voice is barely audible through the covers.

“I was thinking Sleepless in Seattle?”

“A classic,” you smile, although he couldn’t see it.

As the film starts you scoot closer to Tae so your head is by his shoulder giving you a good view of the film. You struggle to stay awake throughout the film slightly drifting off at times but wake up when loud noises sound in the film. By the end of the film you try to wake yourself up a bit thinking it was probably about time you headed home. You had stuff to do and some sleep in your own bed would hopefully sort you out. You sit up and take a few sips of orange juice

“So Jade?” Taes voice sounds unusually loud compared to the film.

“Who the hell is that?” You mumble, your mind scrambled trying to recall a Jade in the film.

“You seemed angry with me last night for talking to Jade rather than being with you. I just wanted to say that I was coming to hang out with you but she pulled me over to chat and I haven’t seen her in so long so I just –“

“Tae, you don’t have to explain yourself to me,” you cut him off. Your face heated slightly at the words, you don’t really remember bringing this up with him last night. You remember being in his bed finding something hilarious that he had said about Jimin, otherwise your memory was completely blank.

“That’s what you said last night too. But I still want to say sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologise for. I was drunk, my mind was not with it and I probably had no idea what I was talking about. Hell, I don’t even remember what I said,” you laugh, but you could guess what you had said. You remember seeing Tae talking to the girl and you remember the pain it caused you.

“Ok, as long as you don’t mind.”

“Why would I mind? I had a great night with Jimin.”

“Yeah I know,” he sighed out sadly.

The atmosphere in the room had changed. You could feel a tension and coldness in the air as you both held back feelings.

“So what shall we watch next?” Tae forced a smile onto his face that didn’t quite reach his eyes as he looked at you.

“You know, I think I might just head home.”

“What? But we always hang out after a party. I wanted to make up for last night and do stuff just me and you today,” the smile on his face has dropped and he doesn’t hide the hurt in his eyes.

“I just have stuff to do,” you look away from his eyes as you speak.

“What stuff?”

“I have a busy week, I need to do some cleaning.”

“Well I could help you.”

“It will be boring Tae, you stay here and hang out with the guys today.”

“But I just said I want to hang out with you today, I don’t care what we do.”

“I just… I just think maybe I want to be alone today.”

“What’s up Y/N? Why are you pushing me away? Is it because of Jade?”

“I don’t even know Jade, it has nothing to do with her,” your tone starts to get angrier as Tae pushes the topic. This conversation was not helping your hangover or your heart.

“Well you seemed pissed off with her last night,” Tae hasn’t stopping looking at you for the whole conversation, eyes boring into you trying to read every reaction you gave.

“I wasn’t pissed off at her.”

“Pissed off at me, pissed off at her, it’s the same thing at this point.”

“As I said, I was drunk. I have no right to be pissed off at you or whoever you choice to speak to. We’re just friends, you can speak to whoever the hell you want,” at this you stand up done with the conversation. Tears threatened your eyes as you gathered your stuff off the floor. You could normally control your emotions but this horrendous hangover was making you particularly emotional.

“Y/N,” you hear Tae get up off the bed and start to walk towards you. “Please talk to me. What’s up?”

You breath out as you crouch on the floor. Should you really do this, tell him how you feel. It was probably your fragile state but you were done playing these games. You hated feeling what you were currently feeling whenever Tae spoke to any woman. You couldn’t believe what you were about to say. You stand up and turn around so your eyes were looking into Taes. You could see the worry and hurt in them. You sigh again and look down to his chest, you don’t think you will be able to confess this to his face, too scared of how he might react.

“I wasn’t pissed off at that girl. I wasn’t pissed off at you. I was jealous. I saw the way you looked at her and I wished you looked at me like that.” Tears start to come to your eyes again as you try to hold yourself together. “I know we’re just friends but I don’t know if I can be just your friend anymore Tae. I don’t know how to say this but I like you, I like you a lot more than friends like their friends.”

You don’t dare look up at Taes face but the way his body stiffens and the silence that fills the room says everything that he clearly couldn’t say.

“But you know, I’m not psycho, I don’t just expect you to like me like that back. I just think it should be out in the open if it's affecting our friendship.”

The silence continues and you risk looking up to his face. He is no longer looking at you but the wall behind you. His eyes have glazed over and you can see the shock on his face.

“Anyway I’m going to head off, like I said I have a lot of stuff to do,” you ramble on.

You scramble to gather up your remaining things shoving them in your bag as you almost run for the door. As you reach to tug the door open a hand stops the door from opening.

“I’m sorry.”

You turn around to look at Tae, his hand pressed against the door so his arm is by your head. He is a lot closer than you expected.

“You have nothing to be sorry about,” you whisper out his face so close to yours you don’t see the need to speak any louder. “I didn’t expect you to feel the same.”

“No you don’t understand, I’m so sorry for making you feel like crap.”

The tears you have been holding back slowly start to slide out of your eyes.

“I had no idea you felt that way about me,” he brushed the tears off your face. “You should have said something sooner, hell I should have noticed sooner. Y/N I’m so sorry.”

The tears still continue to stream down your face as you try to take in what he’s saying.

“Kiss me?” He whispers out.

At this you go still. What the hell was he saying? You’d been waiting so long to hear those words and now he spoke them you couldn’t comprehend what he was asking.

He chuckles seeing the confusion in your eyes. He whips a few more tears that escape your eyes and places some hair behind your ear.

“I have liked you for ages Y/N but thought you didn’t see me in that way so didn’t want to ruin our friendship,” he smiles down at you. “Kiss me?” He repeats and this time you smile and nod.

He leans in slightly as his hand travels to your jaw stroking it as his eyes close. You lean up to meet him hands going to his neck as your lips meet. You both moan out as your lips move against each other. He pushes you back against the door so you are trapped with his body pushed up against you. You feel his tongue slide against your lips as you smile. You break away before you can go any further, but rest your forehead against his as you stare at each other.

“This is not how I imagined this happening,” you smile at him.

“Oh and how did you imagine it?”

“Well I did not expect to have the worst hangover in history as I declared my love to you, it's been a rollercoaster of emotions today and its only midday.”

“Your love hey?” He smiles at you.

“Oh shut up.”

He pecks you on the lips a few times.

“Come on, let's get back to that film day. I vote we watch Legally Blonde next,” he takes your hand dragging you back to the bed where you find your earlier position and smile as Tae finds the film.

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Nct ot23 reaction to their s.o being really shy and blushing all the time 💗💞

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this. It's actually my first ever reaction and I really hope you like it.💕 Also please tell me if I made a mistake, English isn't my native language. Disclaimer: This is purely fictional, means it's an AU and in no way meant to harm anyone. Pairings: ¹/23 memberX gn! reader Warnings: Cringe-worthy content and me trying to be funny and writing some reactions longer than intended. Genre: Fluff, partly crackish?

Taeil: Okay, I honestly think he would tease u. Gemini things, I don't make the rules. It was a super awkward moment because he told you one of his jokes, making you burst into laughter. And with that, you accidentally spit on his arm. Of course you immediately cleaned it, not being able to look at him for good 3 hours. When you finally reappeared from behind your scarf, he couldn't help, but to make another dumb joke, connected to you spitting on him.

Johnny: Would definitely bug you about, why you suddenly acted all shy and blushed everytime he told you to look at him. Started teasing you without knowing the reason, until you finally told him that you had walked in on him showering earlier. Broke out into a huge burst of laughter. "Oh, Y/N you already saw me naked before. What's the problem?" Taeyong: He would definitely try to comfort you. First he wants to know why you've been blushing so hard and acting more shy than normally. Then he would tell you it's not a big deal, generally making you feel more secure. Hugs you and maybe also pinches your cheeks. Yuta: I can see him not caring that much about you being shy. But when you are blushing, he'll chuckle, poke your cheeks, cuddles you and also tells you, how you look exactly like that cute girl in one of his Animes. Kun: Very mature about it. Similar to TY, he would make you feel safe. "Y/N there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Really, if you didn't dropped it, either Hendery or Leon would have and in contrary to them you at least cleaned up the shards." Doyoung: 100% him touching, poking and pinching your cheeks. He would most likely laugh at you without any problems, but if someone else laughs at you, he probably switches into protector-mode, hugging and comforting you. Ten: Annoyingly asks you why you were so shy and blushing all the time. Goes up to that moment where he tried to convince you that he will die, if you won't tell him. Naturally you can't let that happen, unlocking your phone and showing him a picture Kun sent to you. The two of were laughing at the dorm, looking like two maniacs. "Why are you embarrassed about it? It's cute. We should use it for our next Christmas cards." Jaehyun: Finally, our valentines boy! Thinks you're super cute while blushing. Actually likes your shy side a lot and cuddles you, while calling you new nicknames. "My cute little flamingo!" WinWin: Also kind on the unbothered side for most of the times. Just ignores your blush, knowing you want it to go away and pointing it out, wouldn't help at all. Sometimes he would blush too, especially if it is a situation where he is the reason for your blush. Jungwoo: In the past few months he's been confusing everyone. He used to be a shy and reserved puppy, but now he said his hobby is Netflix and Chill with a smirk... Either way I think I'll go with him being shy too, for no reason. You were playing with your hair, while watching him reading through new lyrics. When he looked up and met your eyes, you both flushed red and quickly looked everywhere but at each other. Lucas: I really don't know how he would act. He's embarrassing himself all the time, but mostly doesn't care and continues being weird. So for you, he'll probably laugh or at least chuckle a bit, crushing you in his arms. MAYBE, JUST MAYBE he's being shy too. Deep below I can see a very sensitive person in him, so that's where his enormous hugs come from. Mark: Mark is the king of shyness. You remember how he tried explaining some lyrics, yeah? Well, he would have no idea why you were blushing and hiding in your sweater palms. A bit confused at first, but after he knew what caused your cheeks to burn up, he'll chuckle awkwardly and ignore it, waiting for you to calm down. In very few cases, CUDDLES. Have you seen him with Winwin? Xiaojun: He would ensure that nothing serious caused your sudden shy behavior. Like you spilled a bit of water on the table. After a short chuckle by himself, he tries to get you to laugh over the situation and forget it shortly after. However if it was something serious, he would pull you into his arms and reassures you, everything is fine. Hendery: I can see him being the actual reason why you were blushing the whole evening. Every other minute he tells you cheesy, but cute pick-up-lines, not noticing what it does to you. Eventually he did and stopped, laughing at your behavior, but when you bid him goodbye, he couldn't resist telling you a last one."It's not 'see you tomorrow'. It is 'see you soon'

because I'll meet you in my dreams" At this point I want to add a cringe pick up line for Mark that I found. It's a bit mean but if you take it with humor, read it, if not, skip the note. Did you just fart? 'Cause you blew me away.... Renjun: I can't decide whether he would chuckle at you or try to make you feel less shy. He knows how it is to be teased about something embarrassing (geurae naegen neoppuniyAa), but he also teases the members a lot, so maybe it'll be depending on the situation. If it's about something big like cracking your voice on national TV he would comfort and reassure you, probably some cuddles. Also tries to make you forget it. If it's because of an unimportant situation he would laugh at you. The way you just walked into a closed door? Hilarious. He would bring it up weeks later, turning you into a shy mess once again. Jeno: I can totally see him being a safekeeper, inviting you into his arms and cuddling you, until you are ready to face other people again. Except for the cases where you stay where you are and mumble into his shirt what happened, making him laugh and squeeze you a bit more. Haechan: Definitely in team teasing! He is probably the most annoying one in Nct and with you? Good luck, he is even more annoying. When you spontaneously went to the store, to buy a new bottle of your favorite bodywash and your boyfriend decided to tag along, you hadn't thought it would end like this. You just picked the bottle, when he screamed "How on earth smells 'Fresh Mountain breeze. Or here, look 'Chocolate cookie cream tart'." The few people who were standing in the same row giving you weird looks, causing you to blush and embarrassingly trying to pull him away from the different bodywash's. "No, look here is one called 'hot winternight wood'. Why are there such stupid names?" His outburst making you blush more. "Haechan, come on. Let's go home." Finally he looked at you noticing the red hue covering not only your cheeks but your whole face and of course he started laughing more. "You are so embarrassed, aren't you? Actually it should be the person who chose these silly names. I mean how can you call a simple bodywash 'Sparkling Starlight Rain'?" You couldn't help the laughter that now flowed uncontrollably out of you, forgetting your prior flustered state and enjoying your happy boyfriend. Please ignore this being long af Jaemin: Would definitely tease you in a cute way. Means, he's chuckling and poking your red cheeks with his fingers, cooing something along the lines of "My Y/Nie. My little Angel is so cute when blushing." *cue you blushing more* YangYang: Most likely also part of the teasing line, but also comforts you. He and hyuck are literally best friends. You really wish you could turn back time at the moment. YangYang invited you to the WayV dorm for the first time, but you already knew the rest of the boys, so you were pretty chill, walking down the street, breathing the cold air in. Maybe a bit too chilled, considering the fact you had pressed the wrong doorbell and with that, got to know their old neighbor, who ignored your apologizing and accused you of pulling a prank on her, especially after she heard, you were the s.o of the 'loud screaming kindergarten-boy'. When you arrived at the right door, you were greeted by Hendery, Lucas and YangYang laughing loudly. "Did you really just rang the wrong doorbell?!" Making you feel the blood rise to your cheeks. "Come in, you need to tell us everything she said. We only heard the end where she called me a kindergarten boy." Shyly you sat on the couch, fiddling with your fingers, after you finished talking, waiting for the boys to stop laughing at you. Suddenly your boyfriend latched himself onto you, comforting you in a big hug. "If you want to, we can really pull a prank on her the next time, you visit." Shotaro: Similar to Jungwoo. I still need to figure this boy out. He made those tiktok's, but now he is the cutest little smiling otter. Anyway, I think it's depending on the situation. If it is because of something one of you

said or did, he'll get shy too, copying your mannerism and surely goes into 🦦mode. If someone else caused it, he probably tries to stay calm and gets you to calm down too. Sungchan: I get a comfortable and reassuring vibe from him, so he'll kinda be like TY. When he first wanted to introduce you to the rest of the members you suddenly became really shy and tried to hide behind his back. He was confused at first, but soon found out that you were 'just' nervous. "Trust me Y/N, they are going to like you. Please don't worry! I'm not going to leave your side, okay?" Chenle: This boy, honestly he would be laughing in his best dolphin at you. "Y/N you look like a tomato. What happened?" Which leads to you, trying to hide behind your hands. "Nothing." Of course he wouldn't believe you, switching his technique to tickling you. "Tell me what happened!" But you surprisingly stayed strong and instead settled for cuddling with your boyfriend to distract him and hopefully recover yourself from your heavy blushing. Jisung: I have a feeling it would be mutual. Like you two just accidentally bumped your heads together and immediately started apologizing. You are both super embarrassed and shy about the situation, but eventually you will forget what happened or just ignore it. UNTIL someone brings it up again and both of you are blushing like crazy AGAIN.

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whyqueerbaitingisbad · 4 years

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movies & shows

cracks knuckles* alright this is going to be more of a rant than an analysis because i’m basing this on both my research, but also how it felt to personally be baited by these shows. there are obviously more pieces of bad (almost every horror movie) and good ones but these are the ones i’ve watched.

please keep in mind that i am but one queer and everyone has different opinions.

Supernatural (CW) 2005

This show is 15 years old and just ended. From season 5 till 15, there has been tension between two of the lead characters. They were constantly shipped together and not only did the entire fandom know about this ship but so did almost all of Tumblr. On top of that, the actors and show runners knew about it as well. Which is why it makes it ridiculous that it was constantly pushed aside while the romantic coding kept happening, even after show runners dismissed it as being intentional. The Destiel (Dean x Cas) case has been going on for years, and as the show came to its end, many fans had hope. But N O P E. Instead, we got a love confession from Cas where Dean looked like he was near constipated and the Cas was killed and sent into a fiery place that was not hell but s u p e r h e l l.

… w hy.

Sherlock (BBC) 2010

Just like Supernatural, this show was renown on Tumblr for not only how good it was, but its hinting at a potential relationship between Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. But again, like Supernatural, the intentional tension between the two characters was denied by producers. This caused an uproar within the fandom, and even left some people believing that, after the last season aired, it had been a joke and the producers were hiding a “secret, unaired season” because they had felt so robbed by this show that had implied something and denied it.

The 100 (CW) 2014

We got lesbians. We got background gays. We were happy. Then, all of a sudden, one of them is killed for no reason. Did it advance the plot? No. Was she fighting and died in battle? lol no. She was doing literally nothing and got shot and died. And then the producers kept bringing her back once a season in the form of a ghost or illusion because why? Because she was a fan favourite queer character. ✨bury your gays and sparingly bring them back for profit anyone?✨

Voltron: Legendary Defender (Netflix) 2016

*deep breathe* This one is a special disaster. Not only was there romantic tension and romantically coded scenes for 7 seasons, but producers, voice actors and artists working on the show repeatedly said “don’t worry klance (Keith x Lance) shippers, you’ll be happy”

. … w h e r e??? You code one of their scenes with a sunset in the background while they talk about love and then one of them goes on a date with someone who has declined his advances for 7 seasons but now in season 8 decides to do a full 180. Not only that, but you announce at a Comic Con (a convention) that a character is gay and has a fiancé, only to kill off the fiancé and never make it explicit in the show except at the last second of the last episode where he marries a no name character.

Personally, i’d like to say a big fuck you to the show that strung me along for 2 years and never stopped saying we’d be happy to then pull the rug out from under us and call us crazy for thinking anything from the past 8 seasons was intentional.

Scooby-Doo (2002)

While not being outwardly queerbaiting, this movie’s filmmaker has just revealed some shocking news, which wasn’t at all shocking to the gays who had watched this movie over the years. In July of 2020, James Gunn, the filmmaker of Scooby-Doo, revealed in a podcast that, initially, Velma was explicitly gay in his script, but then the studio watered it down until it became nothing. This isn’t an example of baiting as much as it is changing a character’s initial design to “better fit an audience”. The worst part of all this is that with Velma’s character having been written with a l i t t l e queer subtext, people had been theorizing about if since the movie came out, but were always yelled at by the internet for “imagining something that isn’t there”. But now, even with it being said that the initial point was for her to be gay, people have no objections to still refusing to accept it. Why?? So we can’t get the subtext gays OR the confirmed gays?? Make it make sense.

Brooklyn 99 (NBC) 2013

To have the queer characters firstly introduced without mentioning their sexualities and have it brought up naturally was so goddamn nice to see, because no one does a big deal about it unless they ask for that. This show is amazing in general but the way they show their queer characters is *chefs kiss*.

She-ra and the Princesses of Power (Netflix) 2018

This. Show. My heart SOARS. It's just a remake of an old show so absolutely nothing was ever expected, but then it was sprinkled in and ENDED WITH A BANG. And it was so beautiful and real to see the struggle of two friends who care for each other and want to be together but have different visions of the world fall in love. And they also had characters with disabilities, a non-binary character and jUST SUCH A GOOD SHOW.

Kipo and The Age of Wonderbeasts (Netflix) 2020

This is a case where you go into it not expecting anything and are BLOWN AWAY by the bare minimum. And not because it’s bad!! It's mind blowing because this is the simple representation we need!! Not something over the top, but an every day relationship. It’s just two boys falling in love and going on dates and being nervous around each other, yet i was so stunned. Because it’s not shown enough. I should not be this excited over something that should be this normal. 10/10 though this show is so good for all kinds of representation.

Steven Universe (Cartoon Network) 2013

This show did so much for queer representation with its general message of loving everyone and loving who you want. Especially since it was aired on Cartoon Network, a channel for kids, it was able to help normalize something so looked down upon in some circles. It made it easy to watch for s o m e people because it's a cartoon but it's so beautiful to see these ladies so in love with each other, both platonically and romantically and we see them have a family dynamic that isn’t a “nuclear family”. Rebecca Sugar (creator) really said “lemme just break all stereotypes real quick”.

Adventure Time (Cartoon Network) 2010

It's the “knowing a fanbase shipped something so hard that the creators made it canon” for me. This relationship had been theorized by fans for years, but it had never been explicit in the show. When the finale episode came out and the two shared a kiss, it was a moment of celebration. The producer of the show said that it had not really been planned but when the episode was being made, the choice of what happened was given to one of the artists (bless your soul Hanna K. Nyströmthe). And as the show releases little bonus episodes, its latest was centered around Marceline and Bubblegum and their relationship. AND WE LOVE TO SEE OUR DOMESTIC LESBIANS BEING HAPPY AND IN LOVE.

Yuri on Ice!!! (anime) 2016

The fact that an A N I M E gave us a love story between two men is mind boggling and it makes me so happy!! Especially because it's a Japanese show and they’re very conservative about these things just makes it more emotional. The creators said they wanted to make the anime take place in a world where gay/straight isn’t a thing, it’s just love (ladies, you’re going to make me cry). So as the weekly episodes came out and fans start speculating, THEY GAVE US THE LAST FEW EPISODES FULL OF ROMANCE AND EMOTIONAL SCENES BETWEEN THE TWO AND THEN THEY GET R I N GS?!???!! You watch for the figure skating, you stay for the figure skaters that are in love.

Shadowhunters (Freeform) 2016

*insert me being frustrated that the actors are straight so we can move on from that disappointment*

This show really said “let’s name a whole episode after this couple because they deserve it”. But seriously, they gave us two characters whose entire plot does not center around their sexualities while still showing us the differences in a relationship between someone experienced and someone new at this. They were both powerful and amazing characters apart from each other, with their own story lines and goals but they loved each other so much omgs. SO MUCH.

It was so great to watch.

Love, Simon (2018)

There’s a lot of disagreement on whether this movie is good representation or not. However, we need to take into consideration that this was Hollywood’s first movie with a main character that was gay, where the story’s focus was on Simon’s love story. The biggest problem, for me at least, was that the actor playing Simon is a straight man and not queer. My problem is not with him, but the fact that there are other actors that are gay and that could have played Simon just as well. (the love interested was however played by a queer actor so ✨progress✨)

All in all, this movie does represent what a lot of queer kids have to go through: being outed at school, how they then come out, the bullying and doubt they go through.

The book is also really good.

Call Me By Your Name (2018)

This movie is so aesthetically pleasing and was able to capture the confusion and heartbreak felt by a boy who’s struggling with his own feelings towards a man. His inner conflict and joy and l o v e he feels but doesn’t know how to deal with is so well communicated through the screen and just breaks your heart because it feels so real.

But again, they could’ve gotten gay actors to play gay characters…

through having this list here, i want to show you that it’s not hard for creators to give good queer representation. the LGBTQ+ community isn’t asking for much, we just want to be well represented on screen as just a regular character, not some token queer kid there for the diversity points. having been exposed to so much queerbaiting and just not seeing any representation on screen, i always get over-excited when i see a queer character, and that’s not how it should be. it should be a normal thing, something you can find in most pieces of media, just like there’s a straight white cisgender person in everything.

and they seriously need to start casting queer actors for queer characters...

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libidomechanica · 6 months

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Make a stately

And see that seeldome falls bynethe. By glim’ring of your own child-bed, as men for the cocked haye. For, were those I have let

his jive ass back in to collection; but getting nigh grim Dante’s obscure wood, ’ that all the postes and wine: or for

a tansy let us play, for it anew, and winter wind, it’s no the driving. Which pass’d, or catch thy hope, die,—how

happy they who should ask my love, Jamie, come try me, if thou requires it, that Juan had more brain than beard, and begg’d by

every hair of glitter’d to my Muse and there she’s good, what we were you or grew or stood. Forget the light of the gender

still, as they think to call men to thy hive. Upon the sea;—what are all the demons of an apple and a white

dress for you, nor thou like an earth she did not wish her minion: but when I here assure you, that killing himself in

my own affections, tenderest pledge? Hut, whence declines, by chance ogle at her ears without her mouth with young Favonious.

To get through her countenance too bold, but blush to tell of deities or mortals all his mother, Donna Inez,

finding, too, that all the sea in the ghastly glimmer’d thro’ the vale of lilies fair on a lawn; there by zephyrs,

streams, the Dee, the rest be hidden by the sea and choke on it and go down in its services. Where was not an ancient

gray, the lawn running their heads reflected light; that grace, which do endless web toil’d for a burning forehead, and

Orion low in his mood? I’ll take a wantonness: a lawn about the aid of prince or plenipo: she to disturb.

It was not left hys flocke so deare: adieu my deare, whose endles souenaunce, emong the vale of lillyes and all these coming

Soldiery behind broke of eternity: the road as I cam past, ye snufft and gather’d as they lay calm-breathing,

on the morning: but no more, that all to spend, nor servile peer’s content. I now there is fatter game on the grasse

ay greene: o happy herse, the danger is less politesse sheepe, adieu ye Woodes can with heaven and earth with him

when wrong, that moment, till in joy both day and hour of danger. Was bent with hollow Now welcome for the Hall!

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ivyuns · 4 years

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violation❆♞♣

hwang hyunjin

genre: angst | bit of fluff

word count: 1.7k

warnings: swearing, mentions of guns, blood, death, pregnancy + not proof read oops lol

A/N: lol hyunjin kinda psycho in this

this was drowning in my drafts since may omg

masterlist

mafia!hyunjin x fembarista!reader

y/f/n = ur fiance’s name

you owned your own cafe in downtown seoul. your customers and employees were always great people and bought positivity around you. it was currently a busy day and everyone was in and out of the main entrance. the employees were trying their best to stay calm and keep a positivity mindset. you however, were distracted by the co-owner, hwang hyunjin.

hyunjin always seemed like that flirty but a suspicious type. everyone told you to stay away from him since you were little but how could you when you two were inseparable. it all started in kindergarten.

you were running around the classroom til your teacher yelled out “stop” and everyone looked at her. you saw a little boy. next to the teacher, waiting to be introduced. “hello kids, we have a new student! please introduce youself.” the teacher says.

“hi im sam hwang from korea. please take care of me” he says softly and hides. the teacher tells him theres nothing to be scared of and let him wonder around the classroom. you went up to him and introduced yourself. “hi sam! my name is y/n kwon. i’m also from korea!”. hyunjins head went up and eyes went big. “y-you’re from korea?!” he stuttered since he was lowkey excited that someone in his class was korean, just like him. you smiled and nodded your head. you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the playground to continue recess.

2 years later in summer, your best friend came over with his parents to tell these news. hyunjin came in your room with a sad smile as you were playing with your stuffed animals. you looked up and smiled at him, “hi hyunjin!” you said cheerfully, obviously in a better mood than him. “y/n, i need to tell you something” he said sadly. he went to go sit across of you and picked up some of the toys around your room.

“i’m moving back to korea.” you stopped your actions after hearing what he said. “moving? why?” you looked up at him. “m-my parents said it’s best for us to go back to korea because we only came here for my dad’s work, but he ended up leaving the job and now we’re going to go back” hyunjin looks up to see tears falling out of your eyes. he went to your side and hugged you, telling you that you’ll be spending quality time before he leaves.

after moving back to korea after years hyunjin left you, you opened your own cafe. as your shop was almost completed for the grand opening, hyunjin happened to pass by your shop. he looked through the window and saw a girl that looked so familiar to him.

knocking on the window to get your attention, you go the the door to unlock it and stick your head out of the window. “hyunjin?!” he looks at you with his eyes big. “y/n? what are you doing here?” hyunjin asks. “i recently moved here and now im starting a business” hyunjin nods his head.

“are you looking for any employees?” nodding your head. “yeah but i guess around this area, nobody wants to work at a cafe” you joked. “maybe i can help? i-i mean if you want to” hyunjin laughs. nodding your head, you lead him inside the cafe. hyunjin looks at your artwork and the nicely decorated shop, amazed.

handing a paper that has all the requirements and terms in order to start working here. after hyunjin was done signing it, you looked at the paper and gave him a thumbs up. “looks good! ill give you a call whenever we start” hyunjin nods his head and waves a goodbye to you.as hyunjin exits, he now knows where his target is.

2 hours earlier:

“hwang” chan calls out.

hyunjin looks up from his phone and sees chan carrying files. “remember that girl youd always talk about? kwon y/n? your childhood best friend back in america?” he nods. “apparently her dad is in a gang too and stole our money for whatever reason. so now your mission is to find her, bring her here, and kill her”

hyunjin gulps.‘why? did you do something wrong? what do you have to deal with this? does she know about this?’ all of hyunjins thoughts were about you. “ill do it”he knows he cant do it. but he has to or else he’ll be kicked out of stray kids. after moving back to korea and his parents suddenly passing, he was lonely. until stray kids saved him from being in the dark and invited him to their family. he gladly accepted.

hyunjin goes to his room and does research about you. he finds your instagram and sees that youre opening a cafe around the little area of downtown seoul which was a few hours away from his place. after enough of his little research, he grabs his jacket and heads out to find you.

present time:

the first week of the grand opening was a hassle. the cafe was always packed and made the employees feel stressed. as the cafe was almost settled, you told the workers to take a break as you and hyunjin will do everything else.

finishing an iced americano, you could see from the corner of your eyes and sees hyunjins strange actions. ignoring it, you gave the drink to the correct customer and continued making drinks.

closing time finally happened and everyone left out a huge sigh. having a group meeting, you gave everyone their weekly paycheck. “thank you everyone for working hard. i will see you tomorrow morning!” you waved goodbye and smiled. as soon as you saw almost everyone leave, you turned around and started cleaning.

hyunjin goes next to you and helps you clean the counters and machines. “jin, you know you can leave you know?” you told him as hyunjin lets out a chuckle. “nah its alright. plus as the second ceo, i shall help you” hyunjin winks. stopping your actions, you playfully smack hyunjin across his chest. “hey hey, im just joking. but still, after we finish cleaning, ill take you home” “but you said you have an exam tomorrow? shouldnt you be going home and start studying?” you asked. hyunjin nods his head, defeated. “alright you got me. i promise ill take you home another time” nodding your head, he goes and gets his belongings and leaves.

quickly cleaning the shop, you turn off all the lights and lock all of the doors. turning around to see the whole cafe in one point of view, a smile grew on your face. plugging your earphones in to walk home with your music blasting and texting your family group chat.

y/n: on my way home. the cafe was a success this week :)

mum <3: cheers to a successful opening

dad: come home safely, my son in law is waiting for you

smiling from the excitement, you started walking down the street to get to your house. as you entered this street, it was dark with the moonlight shining. feeling someone following you, you turned around and saw nobody. pulling up hyunjins contact on your phone just in case something happened, you continued walking in a fast pace, turning the volume down.

feeling the same aura from before, you quickly pressed the call button but you heard the familiar ringtone.

“sleep tight princess”

you wake up feeling sore and lost of warmth. opening your eyes, youre in a room thats filled with drywalls and a hwang hyunjin to your left, sitting on a chair. “h-hyunjin?” you called out his name. he looks up from your phone after reading every conversation you had that was about him. “the princess has finally awoken from her slumber” hyunjin smirks.

hyunjin gets off of the chair and goes by your side, lifting your chin up. trying to protest only to be stopped as you felt your limbs tied up. “now now princess, no need to get feisty” hyunjin laughs. “what the fuck do you want hyunjin” “hmm? you really dont know?” shaking your head, hyunjin gets up and walks around the room.

“so, youre saying you dont know what your dad has been doing? the fact that he stole money from me just to help you other with the small disgusting shop of yours?” it hurt. both you and hyunjin. hyunjin wanted to give his mission up and hug you, wipe your tears away and apologize. you were more than hurt. more like angry. hyunjin knew you wanted a cafe when you grew up and he supported you more than anything.

“the fuck are you talking about? youre assuming that my dad stole money from you? from what information is getting in that head of yours?” you shouted out. hyunjin grabs his gun and clicks it. you hear the click and your attention is immediately on hyunjin. “h-hyunjin whatever youre wanting to do, put the gun down first” hyunjin closes his eyes as he feels fresh tears escaping and shakes his head.

“hwang hyunjin! do you not know what youre about to do? tell me what you want from us. we’ll give you your money back- anything just dont pull it-” you stopped talking as soon as you see him point the gun at you. “please hyunjin dont. im pregnant-”

he pulled the trigger.

everyone in the house heard the gun go off and goes to the basement. stopping as they heard hyunjins sobs, they see him on his knees, holding your bloody body and cries into your hair.

chan goes to hyunjin and pats him on the back. “you finally did it hwang”

as hyunjin takes his seat during your funeral, he sees your family and y/f/n go up the stage. after each family member said what they had to say about you and your death, as well as your unborn baby, everybody was now crying their eyes out. “my sunshine. thank you for everyone you love feel happy and we are deeply happy that you were able to start your own business. with the past events, i shouldve came by and picked you up from work before i lost both you and our child. without your presence, nothing will bring a smile onto my face. i love you so much kwon y/n, and i hope you fly high with our baby girl”

lowering your casket down, everyone leaned on each other, crying after they realized the kwon y/n has suddenly passed for an unknown reason at a young age. hyunjin just leaned on a pole and cried. looking up in the sky, he see something that had a little smile form on his face.

‘you’ll be next, hwang’

hyunjin gets into reality and turns around to see who whispered to him. seeing nobody, hyunjins future is now crumbling.

END <3

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