#I saw this on twitter a while ago and I forgot who said it but it's been stuck in my mind ever since I read it

[blimbo-buddy]

Aromantic GoldenFlower who didn't really give a fuck about TigerClaw especially after he was exiled he was nothing but a donor to her

[luza-wayne]

calling them with another name (part 2).

kozume kenma, oikawa tooru, akaashi keiji

i completely forgot to post this, my bad

here's the part 1!

kozume kenma

a lil suggestive if you squint

“ken…” you called for your boyfriend, who's currently busy with his switch.

“hm?” he hummed, not sparing a glance at you. you pouted and just muttered it's nothing.

you rolled on his bed, not sure how to make your boyfriend, kenma, point his attention to you. it was so hard to find free time for both of you while you’re both in college.  while thinking hard, you heard your phone pinged, you lazily reached for it and saw that your friend messaged you.

you immediately opened it and saw that she had sent you a video. it was a tiktok video of a girl calling his boyfriend a different name and seeing his reaction. your friend even said to try it on kenma and see how he will react.

you were reluctant, knowing kenma is too busy playing, you're not sure if he'll even notice that you called him by a different name, but with your friend's persistence, she managed to get you to try it.

well, here goes nothing. 

you went behind him and rested your head on his arm. he peeked at you a bit but went back to playing again.

will this really work? 

“hey,” you started, kenma took off the headphone on one of his ears.

“hm?” he asked.

“pay attention to me already.” you whined making him chuckled softly. he just planted a kiss on your head, before going back to playing.

“boo. forget it, you're always busy playing, mitsuo.” you delivered your plan and crawled back on the bed and scrolled through twitter on your phone.

not even a minute passed, kenma took the phone from your hand and he's already on top of you, his arms locking you within his grasp.

you looked at the switch he was just holding a few moments ago and it was just laying there, you made a terrible decision to look him in his eyes. kenma is staring at you as if he's looking through your soul and he's not saying a word.

“k-ken?” you called, your heart starting to beat incredibly fast and your lips forming an awkward smile.

“that's not what you called me earlier.” he said, every word making your knees feel like they're wobbly.

uhm, hello?! this is not the reaction i thought i would get! what is this?! 

“ke-kenma, what?” you tried to look away from him, but he just made you look at him again.

this is too much for me to handle! i didn't expect kenma to be like this! 

“kenma, it's just a prank!” you confessed shakily. “haha.” you smiled at him nervously, your hands waving in front of you.

instead of a confused expression, you saw a smile creeping up on kenma's face. he laid on top of you and cuddled you.

“i know.” he spoke, his voice resonating through your neck's skin.

“huh?” you asked him confusedly.

“i know you were just playing with me. i saw a lot of videos like that, and i just decided to turn the tables on you.” he explained.

you hit his biceps playfully while telling him how you thought he was mad. he muttered that he was sorry for that and that he's sorry for not giving you enough attention. you guys cuddled up for a bit before it was disturbed by a certain rooster-head.

“kenma, let's go play vol—” kuroo slammed open the door of kenma's room and found him cuddling with you. 

an teasing smile immediately flashed his face, and you heard kenma groaned knowing how kuroo would react.

“oh my~ it seems like i interrupted something. ohoho~” the former captain said, putting a hand on his mouth as if he was a reserved lady.

“shut up, kuroo. leave.” kenma said and buried his face deeper on your neck.

“yes, yes. please don't be too sweet to each other, you might attract ants.” he said before leaving the two of you alone.

oikawa tooru 

“babe,” you heard the same sweet voice call from outside your room just when you finished packing your things.

you looked where the voice came from and oikawa was there standing by the door and waving your way. some girls are glancing at him as they walk past him, but sadly for them, oikawa doesn't notice them, for he's only looking at you. waving and smiling like an idiot. 

you apologized to him in your mind, because today you'll be doing a prank on him and hopefully you can do this according to your plan.

when you went to him, he immediately kissed you on your forehead and even your hands.

“what? you're being extra sweet. did something good happen?” you laughed as you started to walk away with your hands locked with him.

“hm? no, it's just, i suddenly felt happy when i saw my beautiful girlfriend.” he said and suddenly threw himself on you, hugging you in the middle of school grounds, with students walking from all directions to go to their clubs or to go home.

“jeez, people are starin— ahahaha stop that!” you screamed when oikawa suddenly tickled you.

“hehe, sorry, sorry.” he said and stopped, placing a kiss on you again.

you guys continued to walk before some of his aggressive fan girls arrived. when you two are out of school, you finally decided that it's time to commence the work.

“hey…” you called for his attention. he immediately leaned down to you, still holding your hands. “our anniversary's close, i was thinking, how about we go out of town?” you suggested. oikawa's eyes beamed and smiled at you.

“that's nice, babe! where should we go? kyoto? kanagawa? ah! how about akita?” oikawa muttered excitedly, and even did actions with his other hand. you smiled at how high tension he is, but you need to focus on your job.

“haha, i see you're excited about it, shuichi. let's go to my house and discuss it there.” you said and pulled him to your house direction.

oikawa titled his head as you pulled him until he forcefully made his body stop and pulled you too. you looked back at him, with a smile, holding back your loud laugh at seeing his expression.

“what?” you asked him, trying to sound normal. he let go of your hands, in the most dramatic way, even letting out an 'ugh' sound.

“no, no, no, i am your babe.” he said pointing his finger at him. you just nodded at him. 

“you are my babe.” he followed, you furrowed your brows, but still nodded.

“then who is this shuichi loser you just called me?! my name is not shuichi and will never be shuichi. ah—! are you cheating on me?!” he said in one breath, putting both of his hands on your shoulders.

“i—” 

“no! i need an explanation. i demand an explanation!” he emotionally drew his eyes away from you.

yeah, i was about to explain, but you cut me off.

oh shit. why didn't i take account of how much of a drama queen my boyfriend is? 

“(y/n), tell me what did i do wro—”

“tooru, it's just a prank.” you plainly said.

“huh?” he stopped all his movements and let go of your shoulder.

“prank, just a prank.”

“ah! how could you?!” he shouted as he put a hand on his chest and turned around.

“i thought it would be a good one, sorry hehe.” you apologized and hugged him from behind. but, oikawa looks at you with a pout and teary eyes.

“i thought i had a heart attack. hmph!” he broke off from your hug and started to walk.

“what? tooru, are you going home now?” you asked him as he walked further, but he suddenly stopped and went back to you. “yes?” 

“give me your bag.” he demanded that you complied. when you handed him your things, he ran off again.

“eh? babe?” you called.

“don't talk to me! go and do your stupid prank on someone else!” he said and grumpily stomped.

“yeah, you're acting as if you're mad and yet you're still going in my house's direction.” you teased and laughed.

“hmph! i still want to go to akita with you, duh?!” 

“‘duh’? hahaha! tooru, you're so cute!” you said and ran to him.

akaashi keiji 

cuddling with your boyfriend, akaashi keiji, on their couch, while watching anything you two find is a normal routine for the two of you whenever his parents are out or in another town.

but, right now, your beautiful prince is sleeping while you watch the movie you are really looking forward to watching with him. you are sure that he's not asleep because he's tired from practice or that he stayed up late last night, so the only reason he fell asleep is that he got bored watching it.

“keiji, we haven't even reached the middle part and yet you're already sleeping.” you murmured as you turned off the tv. you lay on top of him and as if he's awake he snaked his arms down your waist, but you're sure that just reflexed, so you put on your earphones and went to tiktok.

scrolling down, your eye was hooked on one video of a girl pranking his boyfriend. should you do to your boyfriend? hmm... 

after thirty minutes, akaashi woke up to the smell of cookies that you just baked.

“ah, good afternoon to you, mister. i was just about to wake you up.” you told him when you saw his eyes wide open when you placed the bowl on the table.

“mhm, i woke up to the aroma.” he said and looked up at the tv. “what happened to the movie?” he asked.

“well, you are already sleeping, so i just turned it off.” you explained. “forget about that, why don't you give these cookies a taste?” you told him and gave him a piece. he took a bite and chewed on it.

“so? how's the taste, yukio—” 

eh? (y/n), what the hell?! wait, omg. the prank is still on my mind, and i unconsciously said the name that the girl used in the video! i wasn't even planning to do it! 

“u-uhm…” you nervously scratched your cheeks and took a seat next to him.

“it tastes good…” akaashi answered. you sighed deeply in your mind, thinking that he's not mad, or so you know.

“how about thi—” you didn't finish speaking when akaashi talked.

“so, (y/n), who the fuck is this yukio?” he looked at you, and you saw the most serious face you've seen in his face.

huh? i thought i was safe! i thought he'll just let it slip, just as usual. 

is this what they were talking about in that idiom about don't dare to joke about a person who just woke up-something? 

huh? wait. did i hear that right?

“keiji, did you just curse?” you asked him, in complete awe, to hear your usually calm and collected boyfriend curse.

“that's not what's important right now. cut the crap and tell me who the fuck is that yukio?” he said and furiously ran his fingers through his scalp.

“again. keiji, you cursed again.” you stated, just staring at him with your hand on your mouth.

“(y/n).” he deadpanned.

“somehow... it's so hot to hear you curse, keiji.” you melted as you looked at him lovingly and hearts can be seen in your eyes.

“babe...”

“keiji, one more.” you said with your puppy eyes, wanting to hear more.

after a few more pleas to him, akaashi gave up.

he already realized that that was just a prank and yet, he is now stuck with you who seems to have unlocked a new world for you.

i wrote this back in 2021T^T, anyways i hope you enjoyed that!

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[sunsetandthemoon]

saw in your tags you mentioned earthmix were in a serious fight while filming moonlight chicken? what's the story there? (ty in advance if you answer this and np if you don't :) )

Hii. Ok, so, while I do follow them on Instagram and Twitter, I never noticed anything until they talked about it during the MLC promo a few weeks ago, so I definitely don't know the full story, but here is a short summary of all the information that I’ve managed to gather from Twitter.

Apparently, there was a 4-5 month period last year where Earth and Mix were fighting (so-called their “divorce era”). It started with them going from constantly hanging out together to never interacting with each other anymore and fans quickly noticed something was up. Then this video from the MLC set was posted and it only further fueled all the speculations (it looks like a perfectly normal video to me tbh but to some, it looked like Mix was angry or like he was sulking 🤷)

They also had a few work events during that time and fans reported a noticeable tension between them. There was also a lot of subtweeting and indirecting on their social media including posts like this:

which is funny considering this is how they described each other in an interview once

("am I still your flower" is absolutely sending me 💀)

some more Mix retweets x/x

Earth even posted this on his insta story

and then, during the Oishi Magic Of Zero trip, they seemed to have finally gone back to their normal selves (x)

they even acknowledged the fight and said that they had made up and that everything was okay between them again (x/x)

and everyone was happy for them including P'Godji who posted this video (x)

Mix even posted this on his story

which may or may not have been a reference to this scene from ATOTS

then, during their interviews recently, they talked a bit more about their fight (x) (their poor manager 😭)

and P'Aof even teased them about it by saying "the hard part for me is, I wanna work with them when they aren’t fighting with each other" when EM were asked what were the easy/hard parts of working together on three different series (x)

speaking of P’Aof, I need to include this bit from MLC bts where he forgot Jim and Wen weren’t supposed to kiss each other during their sex scene in ep1 because it’s just so funny like dhfjhsdjkd

P‘Aof: *after watching them unnecessarily devour each other five takes in a row while knowing damn well they’re in the middle of their divorce era* “whoops my bad 🤭 please don’t kill me” 😂😂😂😂

(x)

anyway - TLDR - Moonlight Chicken was filmed during their divorce era and they were spending their days filming scenes like this

only to then go home and start subtweeting and shading each other online at the end of the day 😂

but they're making up for it now by being inseparable and constantly posting about each other. there are too many moments to link but here are some honorable mentions: x/x/x/x

including these posts from last night x/x

[monsterswithimagines]

Undisclosed Desires - Part 6

Joe Goldberg x female!Reader

Summary: Twenty minutes before he would have met Guinevere Beck, Joe meets you instead. You intruige him, but it will soon become clear that there is something off about you.

Words: 845

Masterlist

Saturday can't come soon enough. I feel like this week has lasted an entire year.

Then it's finally Saturday morning. I'm happy to go to work today, because at the end of the morning shift, you'll be waiting for me. My reward for my work. You won't even mind that I won't have time to change out of my usual clothes - it's a deliberate choice on my end, because you like how I look. You told Nadia about it on Twitter just three days ago.

@MoonShadow_: waarom zijn jongens in boekwinkels altijd zo lekker 😭😭

Which translates to: why are boys in bookstores always so hot

I didn’t realize you were thinking this way, (Y/n). If I'd known, maybe I would have made a move already.

Candace wasn't nearly this hard to read.

Candace wouldn't have been worth all this waiting, though.

I'm not ashamed to admit that Candace was a wrong choice. I thought I saw something in her that wanted to be known by me, to be taken care of, but I was wrong. You, on the other hand, are unknown to almost everyone except your dear childhood friend. It must be so lonely. But when you're with me, you won't have to be alone anymore.

Ethan notices I'm distracted today, but he doesn't say anything about it. He's happy to take over the regular customer service duties if it means I'll run up and down the basement stairs carrying heavy books from eight to twelve. Ethan is the kind of guy who swears by a Kindle.

You'd never use a Kindle, would you? I can't imagine it. You buy books way too often to bother about something as asinine as digital reading.

Maybe if I tell you the Kindle is everything that's wrong with modern-day America, you'll laugh and agree with me. But then again, maybe you'll just think I'm a ‘gatekeeping dick’. That's what you called someone on Twitter when they said The Secret History was awful and that only insufferable, snobbish, self-absorbed, classist rich kids would ever think to read this shit. Don't kill me, (Y/n), but I kind of agree with the guy. One day you'll see my side.

I kind of agree with you too, though: the world needs to learn how to read again, it doesn't matter where they start.

I used to judge people for what they bought at Mooney's, but now I don’t anymore. At least they're reading. You're making me a better person that way. You're making me realize that even if people are just reading whatever bullshit they saw on TikTok, at least they're reading.

It's one pm, and you're late. I'm not too upset about it, though. You texted me about an hour ago.

YOU: omigod joe!!!

YOU: my boss is super pissed i forgot to send a client this important email

YOU: i gotta fix my mistake i might be like

YOU: 15 mins late

ME: Don't worry. Take your time.

YOU: 😅

I didn't reply to your smiley. What on earth am I meant to say to a picture of a smiling face? Besides, a smiley isn't worth nearly as much as your actual smile.

And there you are.

Only ten minutes late. It could have been worse.

You look flushed like maybe you ran here, and your hair is a mess so you've covered it with a beanie again, but you also look so happy to see me. I'm happy to see you, too.

You hug me.

“I'm so sorry,” you say. I'm not sure what you're apologising for, because I'm still trying to get over the fact that you hugged me. “I've had such a crazy morning.”

“You're not even that late,” I assure you, which is true. Candace used to be hours late, sometimes. Sometimes she didn't show up at all. “Do you mind giving me a minute? I want to wash my hands and stuff.”

I don't need a minute. I've been ready to leave for a while now. But I think you might need some time, and I can tell you won't ask for it.

“Yeah, yeah,” you say. “No problem.”

So I turn and I head to the bathroom. This means leaving you alone with Ethan, which may be risky. Ethan might say something stupid, or something about me. But then again, I don't think he'd ruin ‘getting some tail’ for me.

In the bathroom, I wash my hands and check my hair. I look how I always do after a shift at Mooney's, but I think that's fine.

You look beautiful, (Y/n). It's too soon to tell you something like that, but you do.

I emerge. You look calmer now. You're waiting in the office - Ethan must have let you in - sitting with your hands behind your head and your feet on the table. Stretched like that, I can see a bit of the skin above your jean shorts.

It's deliberate. You're taunting me.

“Hey,” you say. “All ready?”

You're wearing make-up. You don't usually wear make-up.

“All ready,” I agree.

[alwida10]

Hey! I just saw that you reblogged a post of mine on Loki's powers a while ago. And while I completely agree with your tags (Loki's powers in the tv series among other things), you also write that the show was originally written for a different character and only the names were changed and the magic added later on. I've never read that anywhere, could you explain? It would make so much sense given how different Loki is in the show and how his previous experience is largely disregarded.

Hi there!!

It took me a while to answer this because of real-life stuff, but now I’m there!

By saying the show was written for another character I referred to this analysis on Twitter which again links back to another analysis on Tumblr. (The original link in Twitter is broken, but I found the post manually). I read this analyses a while back, and admire people who were able and willing to read Waldron’s original script. For me, it reads like an insincere column on what a deeply conservative person assumes would be what a left-leaning, progressive audience would like to hear without understanding anything about the points he tries to mirror. I can't add much to the original posts.

However, Waldron’s comments about Loki, including the “he’s an ass and that makes him easy to write” as well as his jokes on never having watched Thor 1 before writing the series can certainly give you the idea he never knew much about our beloved blorbo before writing him. The fact that he thought making Loki say “he doesn’t enjoy killing people but does it anyway for his personal gain” (rephrased) would make TVA Loki in any way redeemable is telling imo.**

Now, technically this is all I can say to your ask, BUT I realize I never truly elaborated on the stuff I mentioned in said tags, so here is an explanation for everyone who would like more about it.

I read those a while back and took my basic analyzing skills to the test by taking a look at Loki and how writing for a character works in general. This has two aspects (I can think of from the top of my head).

If a work is written for one special character it should be impossible to achieve the same plot if he was replaced by another character without the special abilities.

One thing I read a while back (and sadly forgot where) is that both sex and fight scenes are both character exposition scenes. This is true for magic as well, just it gets rarely used since in all of literature there aren’t that many characters who possess magic.

In the Thor movies, Loki’s magic is masterfully used, showing that the works were actually written with Loki in mind. Both Thor 1 and the dark world would simply not work if you put -let’s say Fandral- in Loki’s position. Loki’s skill to find the pathways between worlds is essential. And his ability to make himself invisible is essential for Thor 1. I could go on, but you get the idea, and I don’t want to get this too long to read.

Regarding the character exposition, Loki’s magic in the first movies was a mirror for his characterization (as it should be). He could make himself invisible, for he has been invisible to his family. He could cast illusions since he learned that people preferred an illusion to his real self. He could make others manipulate into saying what he wanted them to say because that was how Loki survived on Asgard (post-credits scene of Thor 1).

In TDW, we see Loki’s anger and frustration manifest in a telekinetic blast that ruins everything around him, and if that isn’t a masterful analogy for his arc I don’t know what would be.

Now coming to the series. All magic Loki uses is cosmetically or for show. He dries himself, he makes sweet little fireworks. How is that connected to his characterization? The show tells us he is insecure and loves only himself. If you squint real hard you might argue the drying is a sign of him being used to comfort. But I thought he was pampered and spoiled? Wouldn’t that mean he had other people to dry him?

And then there is the hiding/teleportation* scene on Lamentis. What does it say about his character? If it IS teleportation what does it say about him? That he can go distances without walking, perhaps, which would fit his line “I never walked so much in my life”, but doesn’t fit that scene from Thor 1 where we see how long he had to walk. And if he can teleport why doesn’t he spare them the walk? And if it doesn’t work for long distances, why does he run for cover right when they realize they are on Lamentis and doesn’t teleport? Why doesn’t he teleport onboard the spaceship? IF they wanted to use the fight as a character exposition, they should have made him use illusions. That’s his trademark.

Next is the “lifting a building” stuff. What does that say? I guess if you limit the interpretation to the series, it could be considered foreshadowing for the “we are stronger than we think”. And like so many stuff of the show it lacks any connection to the former canon. Loki isn’t known for brute strength, either of the body or of the magic. That’s Thor. Loki is known for being the intelligent one. Interestingly, the scene spells rather “we are dumber than we think”, too, since making two steps to the side would have achieved the same effect without any flexing of inexplainable telekinesis muscles.

The same goes for the fireworks in the train (characterizing Loki as sentimental, ok fine, and later as a dumb drunk who can’t control what illusion he casts, 😒). The plot would work without that magic. Just like it works without the drying, the building lifting, and all the other magic Loki used.

So, yeah, magic is Loki’s specialty that sets him apart from many other characters. Someone who writes a story with him in mind will use that automatically. They didn’t. Because it wasn’t him the show was written for. But the worst guy of all time.

Since I only talked about the magic here, I would like to recommend this marvelous analysis on Loki’s speech pattern and body language in the shown in comparison to the former installments.

* The only thing the “I don’t enjoy it” achieves is taking possible sadism out of the equation. TVA Loki is still irredeemable because he decided his sense of superiority would be worth more than the lives of the people in New York. This is egoism and a total dismissal of other people’s lives, something that cannot be “unlearned” by learning to love himself. That only removes the former motivation for the slaughter. Should something else motivate him to kill people, he would act just the same.

On the other hand, OG Loki has been coerced, not only by torture as we see it in The Avengers but also under the influence of the mind stone. Whenever we see him having the choice he acts morally better by sparing lives where he can.

**I don’t consider it teleportation since there is a time delay between Loki vanishing and re-appearing, and imo teleportation is instantaneous. Also, he vanishes feet first but reappears head first which doesn’t sit right with teleportation, and rather with making himself invisible and lifting invisibility again, but that’s for another post.

[weaponizedhorse]

Very curious to see that write-up, having only seen illuminautii's own video on the matter from her perspective

Dude I completely forgot to reply to Nunya about this also so thank you so so much for sending this ask!

@beardedmrbean

And oh shit if all you saw was iiluminaughtiis video I am here to inform you that basically everything she said was a lie. Strap in it's gonna get CRAZY

basically iilluminaughtii brought this entire situation on herself by trying to "call out" legal eagles editors on Twitter for "stealing/ copying" her style? And the style was a highlight effect? And a ripped paper effect? Which legal eagle has been using for like literal years. Like this is literally the examples she gave on Twitter

And Illuminaughtii legit just flew too close to the sun cause a TON of crazy shit has come out about her since she made that tweet

But it turns out Illuminati used to be in a group channel called sad milk with a bunch of other YouTubers One of them was the click and one of them was wonderstruck TV and after all this shit went down with the group channel she paid people to dig through The Clicks old videos from 10 to 14 years ago where he was saying no no words because he was 17 and learning English (he's swedish) she posted in this discord about the click saying retarded 10 years ago and when someone said "it was 10 years ago irrelevant" she went on to say how "disgusted" she was with this person for "excusing" 10 fucking year old videos?? Blair said "that word was never okay to use and was never in my vocabulary" good for you?? And apparently Blair says retard/ed in private anyway

Then she made an alt Twitter and alt Reddit account and on the Reddit account she made up conspiracy theories about why sad milk broke up then replied with her iiluminaughtii reddit account debunking her own post?? and then on Twitter she tweeted to the click, to anybody he's coworkers, with like that he shares a podcast with anyone, who is even been on the podcast anyone who has any sort of affiliation with Click saying "oh do you know your friend said the n word Did you know your friend sent the f slur etc" And I mean it was non-stop the click said in his video that he remembers this account and thought it was some random troll but it was Blair the whole time.

Illuminati deleted the doobie Smurfs Reddit account after this was found out but the Twitter is still up so you can actually go through the doobie shmirtz Twitter and see all the unhinged fucking shit she did.

In her video about Click she said that he basically allowed a pedo to stay in his discord for months knowingly. And it turns out as soon as this guy said he was a pedo the mods kick him out while Click was asleep cause time zones. Illuminaughtii in discord messages said she was proud of Click for how he handled the situation

That's not even counting what she did to wonderstruck TV The worst of which is in her quote unquote response video about everything that happened on Twitter she put out his would-be suicide note. For what fucking reason I have no idea and then she revealed that she called the cops on him even though he said he had already calmed down and talked to his therapist? It's it's fucking insane

I very much encourage watching clicks video

[eryiss]

The Liar Prince Of Fiore: Chapter Five

Summary: Laxus knew Freed better than anyone else, but everyone had secrets. With Freed's secrets laid bare. his past life of royalty, titles and expectations come back to haunt him. Laxus makes a promise to protect him. For as long as necessary, he will play the role of Freed's husband. It might have been easy, if Laxus didn't wish so much for their lie to be true.

Notes: Sorry it’s been a while, new job and fluctuating enthusiasm is tough. I’ve made some changes to how the story will progress, which I’m happy with but will make it shorter. Hope you enjoy it

Links: Ao3, Previous Chapter

Chapter Five – The Party

You could hear a pin drop.

It was a saying that was thrown around a lot, meant to signify something so shocking that silence persisted over all. Freed had long since dismissed it as hyperbole; silence didn't ever exist. There was always something to hear. The twitter of a bird, the crackle of a fire, the rush of the wind or the creak of a settling house. Silence was a fiction that Freed had never understood; the world would never be quiet so why would you tell yourself otherwise.

But, the illusion of silence was a very real thing. The muting of chatter seemed to bring silence to Freed's ears. Intellectually, he knew that there was music playing through the lacrimas, there was blood rushing through him, there was the thrumming of his heartbeat. The sound existed, and yet Freed couldn't hear it.

You could hear a pin drop.

The hand, large and warm and grounding, pressed against his back again. "Come on. Let's get it over with."

Murmured though they were, Laxus' words were enough for Freed. His posture didn't change, his eyes didn't harden, but he saw the situation for what it was. A battlefield like any other he'd been on; survival was imperative. He strode forward with a bravado that was forced, and towards the crowd of his opponents. He heard the click of Laxus' dress shoes following him, and the hand never left his back. This was combat, and Laxus his support. So long as he could see this as a mission, he could see it through to the end.

Glancing at the crowd, he saw uninhibited judgment. He expected that Albion, in all that was left of him, was a sideshow for these people. The renegade prince who ran away to the circus. A cliché, and one to be dissected. But Freed could deal with that; being backfooted by the enemy was always where Freed thrived. Underestimated and deadly.

"Good afternoon," He inclined his head, giving a slight greeting. "I do hope you haven't been waiting for us."

Nobody spoke; it was hazing of a sort. Freed and Laxus were pray, and everyone in the room was a predator. They believed that they were toying with their meat, letting them squirm for a little while before they went in for the killing blow, but Freed used it as an opportunity. He was more battle hardened, more dangerous, more deadly than any of them could believe. He could deal with them single handed.

And, rather helpfully, Freed never forgot a face.

"Lady Thorne, how long it's been since I have seen you," he said with faux delight. "And yet time has barely touched you. Gods, has it really been so long since your gardener scolded me for sneaking into your gardens?"

The wrinkled old bat apparently didn't expect him to remember her. Or perhaps she had forgotten she'd ever met him; the snotty cow had always been far too self-involved.

"Captain Gelts," He turned to a burly man, straight backed and angry looking. "How delightful it is to see you again. It's the most peculiar thing, I was thinking back to your war stories only a few weeks ago. I was speaking with members of the Rune Army – an occupational hazard, I'm afraid – and by the gods do they talk. You'd love them, I'm sure. Real men of the world."

Captain Gelts had served in the army for a week, before throwing such a tantrum he was sent home with a false title to quiet him. He had myriad war stories though, each as fictitious as the toupee on his head. Everyone knew, and Freed mentioning speaking with actual soldiers was a reminder of it.

"Mademoiselle Cooper," Freed turned to a young woman. He took her by the hand, kissed it, then glanced to the old man next to her. "We've never met, but your husband was a mainstay in my house as a child. The stories I could tell you of him would certainly… well, they'd hardly be conducive to a polite dinner."

The woman seemed nice enough, but her new husband was a creep, who went through wives like a normal man would go through toiler paper. He had nothing but money as a draw, and had a nasty habit of blackmailing his exes. Hardly conducive to polite dinner indeed.

Freed turned to address the next victim, but stumbled.

Jasper.

Whereas everyone was standing in the large reception room, he had been sitting and reading. The book snapped shut and he stood for Freed. He was aethereal in his paleness, with a main of curling red hair thick and long, resting at his waist. He had been short and scrawny as a child, but had grown in height and muscle, cutting the handsome and imposing figure. His clothes were the cutting edge of fashion, tailored to suit his form to perfection. He towered over everyone in the room – even having a few inches over Laxus, Freed would guess - and seemed entirely comfortable. The crowd parted for him, and Jasper walked to stand in front of Freed, looking down with false delight.

"Albion," He enthused. "My, look at you! I would hardly recognise you, were it not for the cutting wit of course. Gods, you did always like the cads and rogues in those books, didn't you? By the looks of it, you've become one."

The lack of subtlety in the insult was almost offensive.

"I actually no longer use the name-"

"Oh, but you wear the look so well," Jasper continued, ploughing over Freed's words without so much as wincing. He had done that in their childhood; Freed had forgotten that particular irritant. "You've become quite the dashing little sod, haven't you Albion? Filled out a lot too, assuming the shoulders of that little tux aren't padded. The renegade life you've chosen suits you. I could never have imagined the rough and ready world to become you so much."

"You flatter me," Freed said, polite instinct taking over. He tried to scold himself for falling back into old habits. "And really, I must insist that you call me-"

"Truly, my dear, you've become quite the dish," Jasper leered at him. He took another step forward, crowding Freed's space. He wanted to step back, but Laxus' warm hand steadied him. It was a silent message to say there should be no cowering: Jasper wasn't worth it. "I must admit, it makes a man wonder what I did to lose you."

Freed wished to speak, but his words caught in his throat.

A cold, overly soft hand ran fingers up his neck. It was slow, so light that it almost tickled, and the nails grazed against his Adam's apple. They took his chin and tilted it up, so that Freed was forced to meet Jasper's golden eyes. He froze, the ice of the man's grasp like a bucket of water tossed over him. His body wouldn't move, his breath stuttering panic rose. Jasper was looming over every aspect of him, crowding him and trapping him.

Warmth. Laxus' hand gently stroked Freed's back in a gesture of casual intimacy, and then left. Freed had the space to step back, take a breath, and break the contact. The lure – the trap – was broken, and Freed turned slightly.

"You should meet Laxus, my husband."

Laxus and Jasper were uninhibited as they sized one another up. Laxus looked at Jasper with an expression that Freed had never seen on him before. Freed knew when Laxus was irritated, when he was angry, when he was morally repulsed. The look he was giving Jasper was so unique that Freed couldn't look away. It was as if Laxus thought so little of him that he barely cared yet was entirely consumed with some kind of feeling towards him. Jasper himself looked at Laxus with open dismissiveness. Like a speck of dirt or something to be ignored. The thought of Laxus being perceived that way got Freed's hackles up; Laxus Dreyar was the least ignorable man Freed had ever met, and should not be the subject of derision.

The moment was over before it began, and Laxus shoved his hand out without elegance. "Laxus Dreyar."

"Jasper Battencorp," Jasper slightly huffed, taking Laxus' hand and shaking it. Whereas Laxus' grip was it's usual strength, Jasper's seemed so loose it was patronising. "Dreyar, was it? You've not taken dear Albion's surname?"

"I'm of the opinion that it's better to respect a name than to take it," Laxus snapped. "Ain't that right, Freed?"

The exaggeration put on his name brought a silly smile onto Freed's face. Jasper might be able to talk over Freed as he performed his fake-polite persona, but Laxus had no such qualms about cutting through the shit and saying what he felt. The fact he was coming to Freed's aid and defending who he really was… it was hard not to preen, even if imperceptibly so. No doubt, if Laxus still had his hand against Freed's back, Freed would be pushing up against it to get further contact with him. The warmth of him compared to the coolness of Jasper's skin was so stark, and Freed craved the former while hating the latter.

"Quite," Freed found himself saying, looking away from Laxus. When he had begun staring at him, he couldn't remember. "And if Laxus had taken my surname, he would be a Justine. The name I identify with is Freed Justine."

"Oh, I must admit that saddens me," Jasper hummed, faking sadness. "Albion Fiore was such a mellifluous treat for both the ears and the tongue. I would have been proud to take it, myself. And, for honesty's sake, this new name seems rather… bland by comparison, don't you think?"

"No." Laxus said before Freed could say anything.

Jasper ignored him entirely, turning to face Freed again, casting a shadow over him as he reached up. An ice-cold hand reached up, and a knuckle stroked down Freed's cheek. "Still, what's in a name? No matter what you call yourself, you'll always be the same man, won't you? The charming rebel who captured my heart still remains."

His hand lingered for a moment, then he stepped back, returned to his chair, and picked his book up. The music from the lacrima seemed to get louder, and with it there was chattering. Gossip and slander about the show they'd been given. Freed didn't care; he couldn't care. His face felt cold. His body felt cold. Everything felt cold.

"You alright?" Laxus voice, low and grumbling and so warm in it's tenor, went straight to Freed's gut.

"Yes," Freed lied.

"You don't look alright."

"I'm…" He wanted to lie and say he was okay, but clearly it would be for naught. Instead, he found himself repeating a mantra they'd both used on many missions. "We continue, and we survive."

Laxus frowned almost imperceptibly, his hand raised a little then faltered in an aborted movement, and then he nodded. "We do. You'll get through it."

Freed wanted to believe Laxus. He really, truly did.

——

Dinner was conducted in the dining room that, as a child, Freed had never been permitted to enter. It was an imposing sight, languishing in light from large windows with more decorations than anyone would ever need. The smell of food not yet served had permeated through the room as they had been ushered into it and Freed absently wondered if they were still employing the delightful woman who used to sneak pastries to him whenever he visited. The table dominated the space, large enough for thirty Freed would guess, and was covered with every type of cutlery one could imagine; far too much for it all to be used in a single meal.

It was obviously a test of some kind, or perhaps just passive aggression. Either Jasper wanted to know how well Laxus could function in this environment, or he had assumed Laxus would fail and wanted to watch him squirm. It wouldn't work; Laxus had done more than enough undercover missions to navigate the situation with ease.

"So, Dreyar," Gelts boomed. "What d'you do for a living?"

"I'm a working mage," Laxus said without hesitation. Freed smiled a little, glad for the lack of a lie.

"And that's steady work, is it?" The captain asked, feigning interest but setting a trap. "A good way to make your name?"

"It's as steady as any other," Laxus shrugged as the doors opened and the staff began to bring platters of food in. "And I think it's a pretty good way to live. You help people, you keep 'em safe, and you get your hands dirty. I'm sure an army man like that can appreciate that," Freed nearly snorted at the insult, but Laxus kept talking. "And you get to meet some good people. That's what I found, at least."

Laxus sent an almost private look to Freed, and for a moment Freed thought it was real. Two husbands sharing a private joke; it was entirely plausible. But it was also a lie, so Freed plastered on a false but believable smile of his own.

"How did the two of you get together," Mademoiselle Cooper, who seemed to be actually rather tolerable a woman, asked with seemingly genuine interest. "You seem such a mismatched couple, but also perfect for one another."

Freed felt a pang of hurt at that. Perfect for one another. It was hard not to feel bitter.

Laxus, as he had been the one addressed, told the story. It was mainly the truth, with a few amendments to give it a more romantic slant. In their story, Freed had been wandering the country, aimless and looking to settle, when he had happened upon Laxus. Laxus had been in the middle of a mission and was fighting a creature of some sort. He had nearly been hit by a blast of magic, but Freed had acted on instinct and created a barrier of magical energy to protect him. They had killed the creature side by side, spent the night talking by a campfire, and Laxus had invited him to come to Fairy Tail for as long as he wanted. Freed had never left.

Of course, in the story, Laxus had exaggerated just how impressed he had been with Freed. How dashing the eighteen-year-old had looked, and how handsome he seemed when casting spells. Freed smiled and laughed along as if bashful, but it only added further to the bitterness. This entirely plausible story was too close and too far.

"And your first kiss," Mademoiselle Cooper probed, seemingly entranced. Freed could understand that; Laxus had a brilliant talent for storytelling, even if he rarely utilised it. The low grumble of his voice could entrance anyone. "It must have been wonderful."

"Wonderful isn't the word I'd use," Laxus chuckled, as if rueful.

"Oh, I'm sure that's not true."

"No. It was, erm, well, it was my first kiss," Laxus laughed a little, and Freed turned to him. That hadn't been the story they had agreed on. "I've never exactly been too interested in that part of life, y'know. Always had other things on my mind, so I never really prioritised finding someone. I don't exactly know what made me lean in, but I did. Looking back I was an awkward fumbling idiot, but I guess it worked out in the end."

Freed gave the polite laugh that was expected of him, but his eyes lingered on Laxus. Freed had never known Laxus to be with someone. Laxus had never dated anyone that Freed had seen. He'd never been shifty and weird as if hiding a partner. He'd never even had a casual fuck, not to Freed's knowledge anyway.

A buzzing started to grow behind Freed's ears.

What if Laxus truly had no interest in other people in this way. Of course, Freed knew there were people who cared not for romantic nor sexual relationships, but he had never considered Laxus might be one of them. The idea that Laxus might have agreed to enact this lie with Freed when he had no interest – or perhaps was entirely uncomfortable – with it sent a shot of guilt through Freed. Yes, Laxus had been the one to suggest he play the part, but he was the sort to put others before himself.

The spirally of his thoughts was cut off when something grazed his leg. It was the tip of a shoe, and Freed froze. It wasn't Laxus, it was whoever was sitting opposite him. He looked forward and saw Captain Gelts' son, a handsome and roughened man who actually had served in the army, grinning privately. His foot ran up and down Freed's leg slowly, maintaining eye contact. Then, with movements meant to be seductive, he leant forward, flexed a bicep under his shirtsleeve, and spoke in a private, rumbling voice.

"Quite a story you have with your husband," He commented. "It's sweet, isn't it. Makes you wonder if you're craving something more… sinful."

His grazing toe got higher, and Freed shunted himself back in his seat, just far enough away so that the man could no longer touch him. Freed looked away to break any contact, and his eyes settled on Jasper. For a moment, he saw analysis and irritation hidden in Jasper's eyes, but it died and was replaced by a small, false smile. How long had Jasper been looking at him? And, most importantly, what was he looking for?

The buzzing in Freed's ears became a ringing, deafening in its intensity.

"Hey," Laxus mumbled under his breath. He knocked a knee against Freed's below the table. The jolt of it was grounding, and Freed turned to meet his gaze. It was private, quiet and small. It was exactly what Freed needed. "Not much longer, yeah."

"I know," Freed whispered. The moment couldn't come soon enough.

——

"Oh no. Oh dear no, I can't accept this," Jasper tutted, standing at the window, pulling back one of the large curtains. "No, this is far too heavy a storm for a carriage to travel in. No, you'll all sleep here for the night while it passes."

"No," Freed said firmly before anyone else could speak.

His patience had snapped before his sanity. The rest of the dinner has been a beleaguered affair. The time between corses seemed everlasting and, while the food was admittedly good, the endless passive aggressive conversation was enough to spoil even ambrosia. It had been easy to forget just how exhausting a simple dinner could be when everyone in attendance was speaking in layers and with agendas that they didn't hide but refused to explain. Laxus had been the only person Freed hadn't needed to filter through his society speak mind, and Freed was thankful he at least had that to settle his nerves.

Not that they had time to settle. Jasper hadn't been subtle, and Freed quickly realised what the point of this dinner was. Testing the waters of Freed's 'marriage' to Laxus. Every interaction was loaded with a test of sort. He wanted to see Laxus squirm and Freed to see him in a bad light. He wanted Freed to stray with Gelt's son, assuming he would be next in line. He wanted Freed in his bed, and a wedding ring wasn't getting in his way.

A fake wedding ring, yes, but he wasn't to know. Hell, Freed had felt guilty when Gelt's son's foot had wandered up his leg.

The silver lining was that, as far as Freed could tell, Jasper hasn't doubted the validity of Freed's marriage. He was too arrogant for that; he wasn't able to think of another person long enough to consider them lying to him. No, this was territoriality mixed with a desire to be seen as in control. Jasper wanted Freed to come running back, tail between his legs so he could be bestowed with the glory of Jasper's cock. Freed was bragging rights, apparently. Which yes, did indeed lead Freed to have to fight the urge to cut the aforementioned cock off.

All of this was to say, Freed was not happy.

"Albion, I understand it's an imposition," Jasper tried to mollify, tone patronising. "But this weather-"

"My name is not Albion and the weather is entirely avoidable. You are a weather mage, cast a spell and get rid of it."

"Not all of us have chosen the same… path as you, my dear. Do you really think that I could calm this?"

"Yes."

"Is a night in my home really so bad?" Jasper hummed, stepping forward. "Times past, you might have jumped at the chance."

Freed ignored the provocative comment and stepped past Jasper and looked through the door. There was indeed a rainstorm, with the forest surrounding the house being battered by winds. Still, Freed's need to leave superseded his better sense. "We've camped in worse weather than this, we can walk. Laxus, are you ready?"

Freed stepped towards the parlour door, Laxus only then crossing the room to meet him despite having been able to hear everything. Jasper was quick to move as well, standing between them both and making it impossible to leave without pushing past him. Freed stopped, not bothering to hide the irritation that was blooming. "Now, surely the thought of my guest suite isn't that bad?"

"Move."

"Albion, I really-" The ferocity of Freed's glare must have been effective, as Jasper amended his words. "Freed, I really don't think it's safe out there. I don't know what I'd do if I let you go and found out that you were harmed, or heaven's forbid killed, because I didn't put up enough of a fight to keep you."

"You'd wring the situation out for as much sympathy as you can get, then stop pretending to care. Though-"

Laxus planted a hand on Freed's shoulder and squoze it gently, stopping Freed from releasing the tirade that had been fighting to escape for hours now. While quiet, he kept his eyes trained on Jasper as if daring him to speak, and the only reason he stopped the stare down was because Laxus turned him so they were face to face. The look of quiet worry was a balm to Freed's roaring soul, and it did a little to slow Freed's rushing pulse. He tapped his thigh in a silent cry for help, and Laxus must have seen it because he took Freed's hand and cupped it.

"We'll be fine, it's just one night," Laxus promised, and Freed found himself believing him despite everything.

"Exactly," Jasper began. "Now, I've got-"

"Could you show us to one of the rooms, please," Laxus asked of a servant, who seemed shocked to be spoken to at all. He spluttered an 'of course' before Jasper could stop him, and walked off towards the grand staircase. Laxus followed him, and Freed went to do the same. He halted when he and Jasper were side by side.

"The rooms are already prepared. How utterly convenient. You do have the greatest sense of forethought."

It was a message. Freed knew what Jasper was doing, and was telling him to stop.

After another short tour of the house, they were taken to a suite and told they hoped it suited their needs. It was a beautiful room, with all the makings of the perfect honeymoon suite. From the four poster bed to the claw bathtub in front of the lit fire, it was a room meant for seduction, and Freed couldn't help but wonder exactly what the intention behind it was. Either Jasper wanted to make use of the room himself, or simply wanted to watch Laxus and Freed fuck. Neither would happen, but Freed made his magic swell and cast a privacy rune around the room.

"Problem?" Laxus asked.

"Houses like these have crawl spaces and peep holes," Freed shucked off his jacket, tapping his fingers against a bedside table. "It's best to be sure."

"Makes sense," Laxus nodded. "You okay?"

"No. I hate this house and want out of it."

"You could teleport home," Laxus offered.

"No, I can't. If I leave he'll find an excuse to drag us back. If I endure tonight, then I can make sure he doesn't bother me," His tone was more defeated than he'd like as he slid off his tie and began stripping off his shirt. "I just want to sleep. As flawed as the man is, I can't imagine he's cheap about mattresses."

"You don't want to talk?"

"No. Not yet. Maybe once it's over," Freed shrugged, stepping out of his trousers and lifting the covers of the bed. It was crisp and well made, and the feeling of it was good against his near naked body. Even still, his fingers tapped the mattress.

Laxus didn't press him, and Freed soon heard the sound of shifting fabrics as Laxus stripped off himself. Normally, Freed would make a conceited effort not to watch as Laxus removed his clothes – seeing him in a state of undress was one thing, but watching him strip seemed more perverse – but tonight his mind was too bogged down to even consider it. His eyes were closed anyway, and the comfort of the bed was doing work in putting him to sleep. The weight of the day still hung heavy, and his mind whirled while tiredness tried to overtake it.

The mattress dipped as Laxus climbed into it. It was large enough for them not to touch, and Freed only barely felt the heat radiating from the man's body. He let the gentle rocking shift him as Laxus got himself comfortable, and felt the nagging sense of heavy eyes on the back of his head. Laxus was watching him.

He was judging him, no doubt. Freed's past life was one thing when it was all up to Laxus' imagination, it was another thing when he was presented with it. What Laxus must be thinking, Freed couldn't tell, but it wouldn't be good.

Another thing Jasper had ruined. The tapping increased.

Just as that now familiar sense of dread began to seep in, the bed shifted again. Freed didn't think anything of it until a strong arm wrapped tight around his torso, pulling him up against Laxus' chest. Freed frowned, looking at the arm for a baffled moment, before Laxus relaxed, holding Freed in what could only be described as a cuddle.

"Laxus?"

"You're stressed, you're spiralling, and you don't have your violin," Laxus grumbled, his voice tickling Freed's ear. It was soft and intimate and almost too much. "This is the best I can do for you right now. It ain't enough, but it's the best I've got so let it happen."

He should have fought the notion, but he was so tired and Laxus was so warm. His fight left him, his body relaxed, and he allowed himself the indulgence. Just this once, he’d be selfish. Just now.

[fairycosmos]

Can you and your followers let me know if I'm be dramatic by being upset about this? Sorry for how long this is and for it being worded like a reddit AITA post.

A very close friend (as in I've known her for 5 years, we lived together during uni, etc etc) and I made plans back in like January to see a musical in August and we already bought tickets (which are expensive) and I've been openly very excited about it because it's a musical I've wanted to see for a while. Then, in May, she met this guy (now her boyfriend) and after a few weeks of knowing/casually hanging out with him, he asked her to go with him on a trip the same weekend we were planning to see the musical. And she agreed. Now, despite the fact that I've easily been her closest friend throughout uni (and I literally would always cook for her and clean after her without reciprocation) she has deliberately avoided telling me about any details regarding her relationship and also didn't tell me about the fact that she's bailing on our plans. She told another Mutual Friend and told her to not tell me because she wanted to break the news herself. But that Mutual Friend did end up telling me because one day I was ranting about how she's been keeping me out of the loop of her new relationship and barely speaking to me. So I knew for a month now that she's bailing on these plans and was just waiting for her to openly tell me. Then yesterday she accidentally revealed it without realizing in a group chat, and when I asked her privately she didn't even say sorry she just said that she completely forgot and got the dates mixed up. Which I know isn't true.

On top of that, two weeks ago was my birthday, and around like 7pm, I told Mutual Friend that this friend hadn't wished me yet. And she got really upset about it but I didn't want to make it into a big deal. And then that friend ended up wishing me at 11:30pm and said she was at training all day at work, which I knew was bs because who trains for 12 straight hours and because I literally saw on Twitter that she had tweeted multiple times earlier that day so she had access to her phone. But I let it slide. And yesterday, Mutual Friend revealed to me that she actually had to remind this friend that it was my birthday because she was afraid the day would pass by without her wishing me and didn't want my feelings getting hurt. Am I crazy for letting all this upset me? I'm happy that she's found a boyfriend but she's literally been icing me out since then. It's normally very difficult for me to get my feelings hurt and I feel so dramatic being this upset about a birthday wish and a cancelled plan but idk. I want to confront her about it but I've been told that I should just keep my distance for a while.

hey i don't think you're an asshole for this - something that did cross my mind is that maybe ur friend is in a sort of controlling or unhealthy relationship with this person? just based on how shes been isolated from you, someone who is rly close to her, and how distant she's been since getting with the guy. ofc that's a very worrying and nuanced situation to have to confront and that's a big assumption on my part -it truly may not be the case, and even if it is, obviously as an outsider looking in obviously there's only so much you can do to try to get through to her. butttt if right now it just seems like she's gotten into a new relationship and put your friendship with her entirely on the backburner with no explanation, then i think your feelings of anger and hurt are entirely understandable. i've honestly been there myself so many times like when girlfriends get boyfriends and suddenly you're basically invisible to them. it's sooo discouraging and hurtful and you feel like a freak for being sad about it but still you're sad about it. and while obviously people's priorities change when they get into a relationship, it's not ok to neglect all of your friendships just bc you're seeing someone, you know? i completely see why you're upset and i don't think you need to feel like you've done something wrong for simply questioning her recent behaviour. especially when it comes to that expensive gig!!! she should've had the respect to come to you herself about that if she was cancelling, point blank. i would be pretty pissed myself in ur shoes. it's obviously entirely up to you where you go from here, and i guess i can't answer that part for you as i don't know the ins and outs of your circumstances + dynamic with her -- but whatever you need to do to ensure you have your own best interests at heart here is alright. whether it's taking time or talking to her or a mixture of both. and btw this is just my singular perspective ofc so maybe im wrong or missing something. sending so um grain of salt and all that, but yeah that's how i see it. sending a huge hug your way. x

[blackinquisitors]

this Sims update is so... I had to sleep in order to process it. so basically. a little while ago it was new years and Isaacs new years resolution was to get a girlfriend. I sorta forgot abt it for a few days and then he only had 3 days to find a gf. so then began the great hunt for pussy. we went everywhere teenagers frequent and was fruitless for a while. during his search he won a karaoke contest and stole someone's dog from the karaoke bar (Minnie!) who is such a mut that when I went into cas to change her eyes from blue to brown, the game made me name the breed (which I named Theft). but finally found a single teenage girl. her name is nanami she had green hair and pronouns. shes hotheaded and unflirty but shes artistic so manic pixie dream girl right. anyway Isaac is determined to woo her and he lays down the magic. he takes her to the abandoned ruins, smokes a joint with her and then they go and "mess around" in a bush. this vocabulary is crucial. they did not woohoo or have sex (wickedwhims) they messed around. but she somehow agrees to be his gf so resolution complete

we switch back to the Marstons who have been consistently horrible people. jack aged up into a toddler and John remodeled the house and added two extra rooms, so that allowed abigail to move her camgirl streams from the living room to the bedroom. she's still making more cash than John is as a car mechanic. her fans give her more love than John does tbh. but they're still separated yet married and secretly despise each other but at least jack and the dog named Bullet get along

we bounced around from house to house for a while. went to the gaskill, Jones, and Jackson household and decided to hunt for a man for Tilly. requirements: looks like he eats pussy, black (or brown), has a job. we found a fella working at a food stall and fixed him up in cas so he will be her future artsy bf with a pornstache but it's too early. at this same event, we brought Karen and Sebastian (from dragon age). Karen had an orgy at a nightclub with Sebastian a little while ago. this would all be fine except that Sebastian is in a relationship with Bethany 😳.. well Karen tried to flirt w Sebastian some more but he wasn't having it for some reason, and then we looked over and saw Bethany.. she saw them flirt and got so upset.

I switched to Bethany and made her confront him at his house, and he basically said that they only flirted and there was nothing else going on. pal you had a public orgy with men and women and multiple people took photos. I saw your dick on twitter. but she accepted that, forgave him and had sex with him 🙄

and then last night. switched back to the Morgan household. it was the day before valentine's day. I made Isaac join the renegades club with the intention of him taking it over. in the club he meets Wolfgang (who I changed to be a teen instead of young adult) and they have something a little gay going on. this is Isaacs gay experimentation (which doesnt last bc he's straight) but Wolfgang will fall deeply in love with Isaac. but anyway with all my editing in cas, the game glitches and the club meeting ends. Isaac is already at the pool so he decides to invite his gf nanami

nanami shows up. and she's pregnant. remember how I couldn't get the Marstons to conceive after making them fuck nonstop? and then Isaac MESSED AROUND w her in a bush and she got pregnant. whaddahel. she's actually excited to be pregnant and have a child, but her single mother is FURIOUS at her. Isaac gives her money to pay for her abortion, and she's equally happy to not be pregnant. then the next day (valentine's day) he takes her out on a date and it's all nice and their relationship is mostly unchanged. somehow. and Arthur takes Charles out on a valentine's "date" where they fucknasty in the woods right by the carpark entrance on a picnic bench

I think that's it. what a couple of days huh

[wroteonedad]

Is Juergen Teller's W Magazine Shoot Art?

I was lucky enough to get accepted into an arts university 5 years ago. To this day I still couldn't tell you why except for me and the lecturer talking about Kate Bush for a solid 15 minutes. And despite it nearly being two years since I graduated from university, I still haven't done anything much with said degree. I've done one live gig, made two montages and I've only just finally felt inspired enough to perhaps start a new project. Even that is exhausting considering that I have a full time job and most time I spend away from work is me sitting here and writing up whatever content I can come up with for my blog. Back onto my main point though, back in university I got to come across some amazing photographers and artists that my lecturers would tell me would flow with my work perfectly. Sometimes they did, but whoever told me about Juergen Teller,,, I wish they didn't. He's one of those artists that I forgot about for a good couple of years, until I logged onto Twitter three days ago and saw a Tweet of someone reminding me of *that* Juergen Teller shoot for W magazine. As soon as I was reminded of those images I wanted to shut off my phone and never turn it on again. So this week we are going to discuss, if the photoshoot is art or plain lazy.

Let's go back and discuss Juergen Teller pre W Magazine shoot. Teller is a German fine art and fashion photographer. You think of the first celebrity that comes to mind and Teller has probably done a photoshoot with them at some point. He moved from Germany to London all the way back in 1986 and has been actively building his career from that moment. He specialises in 'minimal' images when it comes to his portraits of celebrities and models over the years, many which are. What makes him different to other commercial photographers is that he refuses to tailor his work to the clients wants and needs, because he has his own established style and know what works for him. While many of his works, especially his older works, are mesmerising and captivating, I also feel as though Teller has been stuck in this safe space for years, never crafting anything that steps out of what he knows in case it doesn't get the reaction he wants.

I liked his old work. Hand on heart, I will admit it. I was a big fan of how personal the images looked, kind of like I was going through a family photobook of somebody I don't know. I liked how lowkey the images were, never big studio images. Always homely environments, a bedroom, a garden. Sometimes it felt as if Teller was trying to make the person he was shooting appear on the page as a middle class person. Ordinary folk, like you and me. These images were not airbrushed, the way in which you'd see famous models grace the cover of Vogue magazine. You could see blemishes, bags under the eyes. I respected that because I really think it takes balls for a photographer to not only take images of these in the first place, but then to publish them like that and refuse to edit it the way in which you would like to look.

In more recent years, Teller almost gave up photography. He realised that the world is suddenly 'flooded' with photographs, that it's so easy to take an image. When he first began his career, there weren't so many people making images. It was something that felt like an art and only some people had the ability to capture that. It all stems to the debate of artists and their love hate relationship for platforms such as Instagram. Teller hates phone photography and Instagram so much that it was the concept of social media and people not caring about these images that made him want to stop. Perhaps it can be argued that the photoshoot for W Magazine feels like a mockery, a big fuck you to people who rely on mobile phones to take their own images, or images of other people.

The photoshoot for the magazine feels humbling for all the celebrities who partook. A random street in the middle of Los Angeles, a place that always looks rich and glamorous, especially when we think of the celebrity culture over there. This shoot was a car, a tree and a street with a dream.

The controversy from the public was how baffled they were from how simple this photoshoot was. No special lighting, no post editing, just images that look like something my mum would take. Even Riz Ahmed claimed that his shoot with Teller lasted for 20 seconds. Two images and his work was done. Perhaps it really is in order for us to look at the image of the celebrity and remind ourselves that they're just like us. The images scream anti-celebrity in the way that every image subverts the types of images you usually see of a famous person. Whether they're magazine shoots or even Instagram images, their posts always feel airbrushed and glamorous, a type of beauty standard that most feel as though they could never tend to. Perhaps that is truly what makes this photoshoot so memorable, because most of these famous people look dumb in this silly rundown place with no glamour around then aside from perhaps their outfit (not James Corden though).

However if you think these images are artistic and out of the box then, well that's your opinion. I can't see why you would take anyone, let alone a celebrity out into a dirty city street and have them sit on discarded fold up chairs on the side of the road or let them sit on the floor next to a pile of someone else's litter. No matter how much I look at this collection of images, I can't view it in any form of art form. Not even anti-art and the whole collection of images do nothing for me. I'm not saying that he's a bad artist because there are many of his older images that I really love, but the flair was not there for this entire magazine shoot. It feels as though it was made to make some headlines and make a name relevant again; whether that is Teller's name or some of the famous people included in this shoot, you decide. And truthfully, I am sick of critiques defending the entire photoshoot. Mark Grobe wrote an entire article about how he thinks if the person doesn't get the W magazine shoot, then it means that Instagram rotted their brain. In his essay he states 'It's a tough pill to swallow but people love the feeling evoked by a Juergen Teller-esque image – until it's shot by Juergen Teller, as evidenced by the meme.' (the following meme is below)

'The informal and "iPhone style" aesthetic is so of the moment that it's tricky to recognize as warranting artistic merit, and it's possible that Teller is a victim of his audience who, growing up on social media, see amateur-style photography as something that needs to be purged from the camera reel, and not published in a fashion magazine.' However I have to disagree, not understanding the photoshoot has nothing to do with social media rotting your brain, or having access to taking a photo wherever you are whenever, it is just the way that people connect with each other of the Internet. I feel like a veteran when I say I've had my Twitter account for 11 years, but the best times I've seen people connect with one another is when they are simply taking the piss out of something, whether it's as insignificant as a photoshoot or the rumours of World War 3 back in 2020. People bond and people love over being able to share silly jokes, it never means the actual meaning of something has gone over anybody's heads and its silly to even make an assumption like that.

Maybe you think these images are amazing, that's fine. Maybe you also hate them and can't see what it is about them that makes them a form of fine art. Anyone who knows anything about the field of fine art will always at some point make a piece of art that doesn't really make sense to anyone except for them. The only memorable part of this photoshoot were the memes that exploded on Twitter after it and I think that's perfectly reasonable too.

This was still the best meme out of all of the ones I saw online though.

[sunnybubblezzz]

SUCH A GOOD WEEK

okay well first of all i’ll start with just how great this weekend was. like UGHHESAHDH and then im just gonna say how grateful i am to God because woah im soo happy.

okay well first of all, DUHHH BIRTHDAY WEEK. i genuinely forgot this week was my birthday and MANNASND IM SO HAPPY. like i didnt get to do ALL the things i wanted for my birthday and i didnt get everything i wanted ofcofc but woah this week was amazing.

I GOT TO SEE THE HUNGER GAMES. THAT MOVIE WAS INCREDIBLE and i got to go with two of my close friends. i was really really sad bc i thought we wouldnt be able to go and i DOOO wish more of my friends were able to come with me.

BUT LIKE IT WAS SOOO GOOD AND I LOVE THE FRIENDS WHO CAME WITH ME.

you guys are never gonna see this but i loved that day and it brought me sm joy you have no idea. PLUS I GOT TO SEE SNOW???

my birthday day was eh BUTBUT EVERYONE SENT THEIR BIRTHDAY TEXTS TO ME AND I NO LIE GOT SOO HAPPY. i didnt expect all my friends to remember idk but they did and i was OVERJOYED.

THEN I GOT TO GO ICE SKATING FOR A BIRTHDAY PARTY? it was SOOO nice and was SOO much fun plus that was an amazing time with my friends

and my friend gave me a birthday gift..

I LEGIT SHED TEARS (okay not in front of her but still) LIKE I CANNOT. it was only one person but man sometimes i forget how good it feels to get a gift from someone.

like… im always the one giving gifts but it really really touched my heart to get one from her and I LOVE HER SM AND I CANTTT IT MADE MY DAY.

i love you i really do.

then ofc i saw one of my closest(?) friends (and i lowkey felt we were drifting apart) like FOUR TIMES THIS WEEK BACK TO BACK. okay okay trust me thats a lot for us 💀.

we went to the mall together which was lowkey weird bc she never asks me to hang out like that. AND I GOT THE PERFECTT DRESS LIKE I LOVE IT SMM??

then WE WENT TO THE GENSHIN CONCERT

moment of silence for just how GRATEFUL I AMMM.

i love you SMMSMM for getting me tickets like the opportunity of a lifetime?? ngl i lowkey was kinda mad bc the friend we took wasnt as grateful as i felt she should have been… thats how grateful i was like “how can someone not thank this girlie with all her might”

it was a WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE and im only sad that one of out other friends couldnt go.

I WAS JUST

AHSDHASHDHSDHHS

IT WAS SO GOOOD

okay and now for one of my favorite moments..

okay so we were taking pics with some of the cosplayers and then this other cosplayer talks behind us… i look behind me, look at her cosplay and immediately say, “YING?” AND SHE SAYS YES???

like in the car we were looking at twitter for who’s going and was AMAZED that ying was and hoped we get to see her. I DID NOT EXPECT US TO?

LIKE I JUST RECOGNIZED HER FROM HER VOICE. the last time i listened to this girls voice was months ago but SHHH that’s unimportant.

what ISSS IMPORTANT IS THAT I SAW HER, FANGIRLED OVER HER, SHE CALLED ME PRETTY, THEN I WAS JUST OVERJOYED.

THENNN I WENT HOME, POSTED THE INTERACTION ON TWITTER, AND SHE SAID SHE REMMBERED ME.. HELLO??

LIKE WHY ARE SO MUCH GOOD STUFF HAPPENING TO ME ITS NOT ADDING UP.

i wouldnt call myself an unlucky person (luck isn’t real). but i will say that a lot of unfortunate things happen to me usually and ive just learned to go with the flow. but idk im just just so HAPPY and so GRATEFUL and and im scared that it’ll all get ruined when i wake up but man cant i live in this moment of happiness forever?

then today was just such an amazing day like such a great end to my birthday week i just. im just.

anyway to end it off, one of my friends from a while ago texted me asking if i ever drew this picture for this girl named sarah.. it took a sec, but i recognized the drawing and remembered.

I WAS IN SHOCK IT WAS A LITTLE BIRTHDAY DRAWING I DREW FOR THIS GIRL LIKE YEARSSSSSSS AGO?

she said she really loved it sm, kept it for years, and that i was super nice.

OKAY LIKE I CANT BELIEVE SHE KNOWS THAT ONE OF MY FRIENDS FIRSTLY. BUT SECONDLY WHAT?? LIKE IM JUST FROZEN WITH JOY SHE KEPT MY DRAWING FOR YEARS? not a rip in sight…

its just SO encouraging and so so idek im just so happy.

then to end it off, the artist WHO WAS MY MOST LISTENED TO ARTIST OF 2024 WITH 2,000+ MINUTES OF LISTENING??? SAID SHE WOULD POST MY SKETCHBOOK SPREAD (inspired by her music) ON HER STORY WHEN I FINISHED IT?

i

i love you God so much.

just i was feeling so down this past idek month or more because i just have such idek its just so much things happen to me and i just have to go along with it and not let it phase me. i feel so much emotions but none of them bring me down yknow? like i have to be happy and i dont FEEL happy…

but this.

this week makes me feel like God loves me and all of these things happened because of Him. I love him and I love all my friends, I really do love all of you guys.

some of you guys DOO get on my nerves, some of you guys ARE confusing, some of you guys are kinda weird, and i do feel like i love some of you more then you love me.. but in the end you guys are my friends. i love you guys.

and i love you God. I love you for everything you do and I dont know why you love me but I’m sososo happy you do. no one will ever love me like you do. thank you for always being there for me. i love you.

and so we end this. i KNOW that ill cry bc of sadness again (probably in the near future ngl) and I KNOWW that this happy feeling wont last. but for right now im gonna treasure it… please ANDDD thank you.

happy birthday to me.

[miloo-o]

231211 TaeJoon's Enlistment Day 😔

Wow, their turn is finally come. I never imagine I would witnessed this moment, Taehyung and especially my bias Kim Namjoon, entered the training center to start their military service 😭.

Namjoon on buzzcut from a long time ago, him talking about their plan to enlist together at the end of this year on his birthday, it's 3 months ago. I think I would be ready and all okay on the day he enlist but guess who can't stop crying now?? 😔💔

Since the original post on Weverse hasn't translated well so I'm just gonna drop the Namjoon's letter translation from ARMY translator here.

"Wishing that this will touch you even just a little bit"

What's makes you think your letters done nothing to us, Kim Namjoon??!!! My heart start getting hurt once I got the notification 😭😭😭.

And this is Taehyung's letter:

Jimin just did a live today after shaving his head. He said that Namjoon and Taehyung entering with smile. That info is enough. I hope they're okay in there.

I think it's around 12pm when the Twitter timeline start talked about news content that said BTS member is entering the location. Gladly there's no fans that gathered in there, just as BTS asked on live to not to go there. But some solo's sending a bus instead to cheer them up. Guess who we've been missing and manifesting to be on ot7 picture today.

Feels like I never saw him for years. He getting more cute 😭. At least we can see him together with the members on the pict.

And there they are. Bragging about their position in the military. Seokjin is a Sergeant meanwhile Hobi is a Corpral. Seokjin just shared a funny short story on Weverse 😂:

It's always him who dragged ARMY out from the deep sadness. He really don't let anyone cry 😭.

The caption said "Don't get hurt and go safely my babies~". Yes he just called TaeJoon his babies 🥺. And I just realized that they're Kim Brothers.

The maknae line ✨️. Jimin and Jungkook will enlist tomorrow since they registered together to the same location. Anyway I saw a video on TikTok that explain about this partner system. Apparently there are some soldiers that dead from suicide because of the pressure during their military service. That's why the government decided to created this system where people can choose to registered with one friend. But the consequences is the location might be so far away from Seoul.

Seems like so many of their friends come to send them off. Their family of course, Namjoon team, Taehyung's high-school friends. Seems like Wooga squad just met-up the day berfore on Taehyung's.

*Jungkook just started a Weverse live now by the way. I think it's gonna be short.

Forgot to mention about the song Namjoon shared on his IG story. Goodbye by Sanullim. Kinda surprise because the song released on 1986 like how did he found it? But since he's a musician and maybe the song is popular in South Korea so... The first time I listened to this song, I cried a lot. I don't fully understand the lyrics but it makes me cried so much😭😭💔💔💔💔. The song is sang by kids on on the first and then by the singer. Here's the translated lyrics:

Annyeong (hi/bye)

My cute friend

When the boat horn sounds in the distance you cry without anyone knowing

Alone at night when everyone is asleep

Annyeong (hi/bye)

My little love

When the stars shine far away

you talk without anyone knowing

While crying

I went far, far away

I'm gonna listen to this song the whole night until I tired of crying 😭.

Man, I don't know what to do after this. Maybe just trying to survive without them? I mean I've been on this fandom since I was 19, now that I'm 25. There are a lot of things happened and a lot of thing are formed/connected. I don't see them just as idol who just appear on my screen to dance, sing, and being cool, pretty, and other celebrity stuffs. They are my biggest emotional support since before. So I don't really know what should I do the day after tomorrow until June 2024 (since Seokjin is come home) lmao.

It's 2.33 am in South Korea now. I wish they have a good sleep and good meal 🥺. Anyway I see from their live that Taehyung was excited to join the military. Said that he has a goal. I'm a little bit worried about how bulky he become after this but whatever that makes the baby happy.

Wish the baby bears a good luck on their services. They will be separate after the basic training but since they're a good people and a social butterfly I believed people around them will be kind to them.

Until we meet again!

See you guys in 2025 🫡👋💜

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

Olive Gardin

Adventure timez…!!!!!! soooOooo 2 weekZ ago we defz went to olivE garDin and defz gots 6 baskins of bred sticks n Put dem in hottopic bagg under our table n it wuz SOO FUNNZ to also pretend we were just newly Married w our court ordained ined ring-pops n ask our nameless and hobophobic server if we koild get free desert (she didn’t even say no she just said nothing so we stole tha cheese grater) . da chiggen Gnocci unlimited soup was Def canned but i rly likeD mixing it with the raspberryy iced T cuz i personally think all parts of ur tung shuld b stimulated when U eat Cuz eating is just like fuckin . n my feet hurt sooooooo bad rN cuz of my wooden jeffrey campbellz . but i feel kinda cute . ??? also we ran around beacons talkin bout how the soundcloud beats they played on overhead speaker made us wanna abort all our future fetuses n they laffed then we went to do drugs in the ahmitofu bathroom then kholed n laid on the sidewalk outside then ran into friends and also a local white pervert . :-]

Justin Bieber something something Yea yea yea i forgot the lyriX but ima keep mY eye out for SeleneerRRRRR .!!! >_< >_< <3 Jelena all overzz my TicTac Clock app .! i think im gonna try to find sum j13 magazines oFf ebAy n Make a shrine of pop culture 2000 in moi room . Cuzz like just cuz hailey is lik a enneagram 9 type n avoidant or whatever’s dis not Mean she not phlegmatic . i mean Problematic, my autoKorect go wiLd. :-p ask moi friend Jaime whos dads name is italian Salami. lYke can we talk ab the G tattoo n lik the stalking .?! n Jaden smith friendzoning her hug . SUS.!!!!!! WEERIIIRDD.!!!

im SooooOooOooo sad cuz i accidentally punched myseLf takin off my platformzz comin home from music video shoot on the Lords day N i gave moiself a semi black eye :-[ it wuz kuz i wuz rushing n rly tired cuz yea Idk jus went to bossa n stayed at friendz afties for literally 11 hourzz. n After my cute breakdown at Krazypizza n Wingsz n tryin to protect friends from gettin harassed for spare change off myrtle Bratwurst then tried to climb into a closet on top of a closet . i signed Dat NdA N i kant rly disclose nothInG YET but the wardrobe styling was as professionally listed in email from casting agent:”CUNTY FUCKING FABULOUS DENIM 4 jesus!!!<3 <3 “

Woowwwa has i been burnt out n on tha verge of mf resentment.!! i needs 2 practice giving compassion rather empathy.? n reevalue my boundaries also slow down when it comes to givin my heart cuz im such a mf simp . n Now that i cried for the last 46 hours and 27 min im ready to take the world again.!!!!!! ((online)).

Ty 2 my friends who don’t judge me when i cry cuz i C too many colors when i khole n think bad thoughts.!! and hold my hand while they poo pee n pee poo cuz my friends r sooo talented they can multitask lik dat <3 uwu <3 i still confused y i kholed n saw everything lik in marie antioinette viobez, i think it was The daughter of italiano salami’s vivienne westwood pearlZ that triggered meh. YEA i lik to speak in metaphors n colors n b confusing .! lik this one bitch i don’t talk to anymores twitter cover picture says ,”If im 2 much ….. find less.” =] enemies who giv u life quote inspo>>>>>>>>>

Shuld i just run away n move to connecticut or somewhere w like big grocery stores n like wildflowers on the road n trackerz just so i culd hibernate4a lil.?? i wanna b truly happy n not so heavy hearted n lik Stressed ab living / stayin above water . singing billie eyelash at thurr clurb made me realize i b wanting to cry when i dancin n in a room full of ppl n I rly do b goin out 2 da clurb to find “mutual understanding and good conversation. “4 now Ig ill jus keep distracting myself by watching lesbian dramas (Find that cheater in ur local neighborhood in the PNW.!!) and more Angry angry food reviewers eating cardi B + oFfset ‘a micky D meal ‘ mukbang N watchin dem get really upset cuz they got ripped off . Fast food inflation is crazy n im not sayin it’s ok cuz i still think of everything in Mcchiggen currency .

i want SydneySweedney to be my peeping tom so bad n also to forgive myself for being mean to someone who didn’t deserve it but i was just mad n tired of being heart brokeN. No im not talkin about the uhaul lesbian who love bombed meh the last month n a half n showed up to my house when i told them not to w a bag of mini nutellas n an old ringpop i ated that they tied their hair all around to bind meh to dem . Im also contemplating doing squats to get a fat ass cuz if i can’t get a lobotomy i should probably hav something vein instead to feel better (achieving the same result of happiness at the end but through a different method.) Is that rational.?? i’ve been told i kant rly compartmentalize .

Just cuz we all hav adhd does not mean we don’t kno how to listen n tht rly makes me happy esp cuz im still mad at that callenlourde psychiatrist w the huge badonkadonks who refused to diagnos meh cuz she is a cop. N

i luv goin 2 moi friendzz casa then not knowin her roomie is throwing a party w a local trak meet group n making shashooka N then everybody comes in sweaty even tho it’s sleetingsnowing outside then all these men n one women take off their shirts then put david bowie makeup on N clown costumez then im slowly realizing it was lik mayb lowkey an intended orgy.?!..?! n Im just sitting in the corner nxt to the space heater cuz im low in iron and googling “How long does cocaine last “ cuz along w this street adderal and the copious amounts of Kitty idont rly think i’m loading anymore N ima shashookashoot moiself if a sweaty man is near me again trying to help me hold the vaccuum in place while we scramble to figure out which Hdmi cord is broken. i took the What type of lesbian test r u and it said lipstick. but Idk what any of this means..?!

UGHHHHHHH i def am hexed by another hot self employed lesbian cuz how did I uber us all to they apt the other nite completely sober . tHinking it wuz takin us to moodring. N god damn how did i lose my phone n it wuz under the couch rite nxt to his old vape he lost 2 weeks ago there. Im hexed!.!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dere is sm more to share lik how i kinda still admire my ex Gf who visited nyc this last week even tho they don’t remember denying me closure and how i Found a tboy who is willing to be the community scapegoat for hot afab femmes / A human bench , and my new obsession the word assburgers . N how my roomie n i went to pick up a couch from a man in queens who told us to go in n make ourselves at home when we arrived 5 min earlier than him cuz the heartshaped lock on the door was unlocked but im tired n hav to work on confronting my addiction to chicken as a vegan , getting a blink membership n getting hotter. love u all <3

—Renny whowill get a fat asssoon Chang cuz if i can’t hav a lobotomy i want power .

[living-for-fiction]

Had to forcibly take myself off Twitter for the night because I keep seeing the most rancid takes about this woman who posted about being bisexual and heteroromantic. Just all the war flashbacks to ace discourse (you know, just the exact same bullshit ppl would throw at aces and aros, reskinned to apply more specifically to this woman's personal split attraction). Like JFC. If "I'm sexually attracted to and have sex with women, but I am only romantically interested in men" reads as "I view women as sex objects and treat them as sex toys" well, that's a you problem. I've said it a billion fucking times, but if the only thing keeping you from treating people you're sexually attracted to as sex objects is your romantic interest in them, that's a you problem. This woman said NOTHING about treating women as sex objects. Nothing to indicate that she doesn't value women as people, have friendships with other women, etc. So many fucking flashbacks to the neverending accusations that aros are sexual predators, aros just use people for sex, aros lead people on to get sex, etc. etc. etc. it's the exact same rhetoric reskinned to attack other users of the split attraction model. Oh sure there were a few cutesy little "this isn't about aromantics" comments thrown in on a few of those takes, but it's the same rhetoric, y'all accused us of the same horrendous attitudes you're ascribing to this women based on no information other than her sexual and romantic orientations, and there is absolutely no functional difference when your problem with her is that she's sexually, but not romantically, interested in women.

Ace/aro discourse has died down enough that it's been a hot minute since I've seen that rhetoric. I forgot how hard it hits and hor badly it affects me. I'm still in fight or flight mode hours later. I called L to talk about it and tried to calm down; but she never actually saw the ace discourse shit when it was happening (she runs in different online spaces) so she really only knows about it through me, so I had to give kind of a rundown about what exactly I saw that was triggering and why it was triggering. Not that I had to explain why the rhetoric itself was triggering - she thinks it's the stupidest fucking thing to try to kick aces, aros, and other people who use the SAM out of the community and it doesn't make any sense to her why we WOULDN'T be considered queer - but having to explain the specific shit people have been saying about this women, and how the rhetoric lines up exactly with the shit I used to see people saying about aros literally every day... Talking to her still helped, but it was also rough to have to explain. Because for people who weren't exposed to bullshit exclusionist rhetoric, it's the STUPIDEST fucking thing in the world, how could anyone possibly think that? So I also kind of had to explain how people came to exclusionist conclusions, which was its own kind of twist of the knife. (Not her fault, of course.)

So yeah, that's been... fun. I was winding down to sleep when I ran across this, and that was a few hours ago. Now I'm still wired, heart is racing, feel sick, can't concentrate... fuck, how did I live like this for a solid 4 years? This wasn't even directed at ME. But the rhetoric is the same. The arguments use the same framework, reskinned. I know absolutely nothing about this woman other than the one thread she posted. Hell,, she personally actually COULD be someone who uses women for sex and views them as sex objects because she's not romantically attracted to them! I wouldn't know! Somehow I doubt it, but I suppose it's technically possible! But that sort of broad-brush rhetoric catches every single person who uses the split attraction model, and fuck, it's been a while since I've been triggered this badly. Scaring the shit out of my dog, who's picking up on my emotions and tried to turn herself into a weighted blanket in response, because she is a very good girl and she can tell how rattled I am. Girlfriend is very worried about me because she knows how much this shit destroyed my mental health the first time, even though she didn't know me back then.

So yeah. What a fucking night.

[twopoppies]

hi gina, i saw on twitter that antis/solo harries are blaming us larries for what harry said about people who „blur the lines for you“ and that he means us with „there's this corner of the thing, and they're going to say this, and it's going to be really crazy, and they're going to be really mean, and it's not real...“

like they think he’s indirectly calling us out and calling us disrespectful. i know that it’s twitter and i shouldn’t take this serious because i‘m confident in my believes, but i don’t really know what to say or think about that. what do you think?

Hi sweetheart. A friend sent me this tweet just now:

And this really sums up Harry's promo. I think this article is particularly blatant and anyone who's will to look beyond their "side" can see it. He calls Twitter a shit hole and points fingers at fans (larries, sure, but really, also harries because everyone fucking hates Olivia). He comments about exploring his sexuality (what straight man ever?), but also has multiple quotes from his current "girlfriend". He allows a focuses on DWD, but only spoken about through teh author and Olivia while he speaks himself on the tenderness of the gay sex scenes in MP. One Direction and X Factor are mentioned, but there are plenty of comments about how he's surpassed even his time in "the band". Oh, and don't forget, there's lots of talk about his movies, but also mention of how he doesn't think he's that into making movies and he's already working on HS4.

They really laid out a little something for everyone.

And people are pissed. But just you wait, we'll get a little wholesome Harry content and everyone will forget how upset they are. @daisiesonafield-blog just pointed out to me how they did this after everyone was angry about the deluge of pap shoots and the fucking circus at the restaurant in New York. Suddenly we get a cutesy interview that was done months ago at Coachella and everyone forgot to be mad at Harry.

It's exhausting being his fan. And you either have to roll with it and accept that this is the way it always has been and will continue to be, or you ignore it all and just focus on his music.

But this is how he and his team are playing things. There's something for everyone. He's not going to double down on anything without also having wiggle room for dissenters to clutch at something else he's said that proves their beliefs. I really don't see how this is sustainable, but so far his charm and his talent are carrying him through it.

And just to be clear. I think H is queer. I think he and Louis are together. I think Holivia is a steaming pile of horseshit. My beliefs remain the same. I just don't know how much abuse I care to take in exchange for being vocal about it.

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder

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1. This is a bit out of the way but I was wondering if you guys could help me find a certain twitter thread about, like, a huge family dinner with the mdzs characters where "who is going to pay the bill" devolves into hijinks and a lot of politeness judo. and ends with nie huaisang going "i paid the bill while i was in the toilet"

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2. Hey there 👋🏻 some time ago I read an unfinished wangxian pirate fic I can’t seem to find anymore. I remember that there was a protective veil between the sea and the land that was simultaneously a veil between life and death somehow (I think it hasn’t been explained properly yet in the fic) and LWJ is stationed at the could recess lighthouse to keep the light burning and WWX washes ashore half dead. LWJ saves him even though he realises he should probably kill him or turn him in. LWJ thinks he is running from the YLLZ but he is running from Wen Chao. Does one of you know that fic?

FOUND! ghosts of all things that are by larkspur_9, Song_of_Storms (T, 29k, WIP, WangXian, Pirate AU, Fantasy, Lighthouse keeper LWJ, Steampunk, Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Identity Porn)

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3. Do u know of a fic where baoshan sanren saves wei ying from dying and transfers her core to him thus making him her heir?

FOUND!  Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w/ happy ending)

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4. Hi! could you guys help me find a fic? I never actually read it lol But the summary was something like why does Lan Wangji like it when Wei Wuxian cries during sex? When I first saw it I was like no. But I didn't forget the summary and now I'm so curious! But I can't find it. Thank you.

FOUND? oh, these are real things by typefortydeductions (E, 15k, wangxian, modern, kink negotiation, under-negotiated kink, safewording, light BDSM, dom/sub, fisting, sex tears, panic attacks, top drop)

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5. Heyyy uhm... The fic was in a modern setting where WY just got out of prison or smth like that (because of Lan elders) and then LZ is starting to plan things to get out of his uncle's clutches. A scene I remember was them fighting because LZ did not fight for WY when he was accused or something. It's also like they're a businessmen. Thanks!!! And they have teenager a-yuan here.

FOUND? Life as a House by Terri Botta (Isilwath) (T, 55k, WangXian, Modern AU, Corporate Espionage, Post-Divorce, Father-Son Relationship, Reconciliation, Therapy, Angst with a happy ending)

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6. Hi hope all is well, I do enjoy your blog it's awesome... I hoping that you can help me please I read a fanfic a couple weeks ago however, I forgot to bookmark it. It's a fanfic written after Wei Ying let's go of Lan Zhan's hand falls and supposedly dies, Lan Zhan is punished and grounded. Wei Ying in this story apparently stays with Lan Zhan at cloud recesses but as a ghost or spirit of sorts and sees the punishment and pain and hurt Lan Zhan goes through. Have you any idea what fanfic is this. I'd be grateful for your help thanks much. This is all I have to go on I'm not sure of the other details in the story as I've read so much in between then and now sorry I can't give anymore info to help you.. have a great day and thanks again for your help tc

FOUND? Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w/ happy ending)

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7. HI HELLO I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR SO LONG FOR THIS ONE MDZS FIC

ok real quick before i continue, there's a trigger warning for attempted suicide so if ur not cool with that then np :)

but yeah wwx gets transfered back to the time where he was studying in cloud recess, and he comes to it when lqr is calling him. he goes "I cant do this again" books it and throws himself off a cliff. HE SURVIVES!!! the lan sect are devealoping a "mind healing" technique (basically therapy) and he does that. the jiang sect gets letters to go to cloud recess and wwx resigns from the Jiang sect bc he believes that everything Madam Yu said was true.

I think there was jiang yanli's interlude where she got the letter and overheard Madam Yu say smth along the lines of "so what that brat had the urge to fling himself off a cliff for attention" and jian fengmian agreed with her :/ Jiang siblings are very conserned ab wwx. oh and jin zixuan is there and escorts yanli around for a walk and its rlly sweet

in the mean time, wwx decideds k!lling himself isn't the answer and that he should at least stick around to make sure nothing that happened in the original time line happens again. i think it had like 20 chapters and was incomplete, and the summary says smth like "wwx wakes up in his teenage body and decidedly does not take it well" but I cant remember :(( thank you sm i rrly want to find this fic pls tag me if u do :) @vanitasthepainting

FOUND! Without end by barisan (M, 65k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time travel, Hurt/comfort, Angst, Suicide attempt, YZY & JFM Bashing, PTSD, BAMF WWX)

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8. Hey so I've been looking for a couple fics for a while, i dont know if they were deleted or if i just cant find them because its been So long.

A) the first fic is where Wei Ying leaves the Jiang sect (dont know if its by his own violation or Madam Yus) and he meets meng yao his mother and sisi, but soon after madam yu sends yinzu and jinzu to kill him and they all leave and soon meet xue yang and the dafan wens.

B) the other fic is where Wei Ying and Lan Zhan have a one night stand of sorts and Wei Yong ends up having a little girl and the jiang siblings are really supportive and protective and they keep the little girl a secrer in fear that the Lan sect will take her away and a few years later she is found out and their is a discussion confernce in qinghe and Lan Zhan gets all jealous because the little girl is climbing all over nie Mingjue.

if you could find those for me it would be very thankfull 😂🥰 @fanfic-discussions

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FOUND? Sounds a lot like The Debts of a Child series by Hauntcats (M, 57k, jiangs & WWX, wangxian, canon divergence, not jiang friendly, angst w/ happy ending, WIP) specifically the second one in the series

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FOUND?🧡 Don't Wanna Fall by nekojita (M, 111k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, A/B/O, Sort Of, with a twist?, Mpreg, Child thief WN, Fix-It)

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9. Hi! Thank you for all the wonderful work you are doing, this blog has brought me a lot of joy. I am looking for a fic where JC and WY fell out after trying to save JYL  from drowning when she was caught in a net underwater. And WY had to keep diving down to give her air, and he was really exhausted and delirious afterwards. JC got really angry at him. And the fic is about how JC had to do something similar and realised how difficult it was and tried to reconcile with WY. Hopefully that’s enough info, I can’t remember much else! Thanks very much :)

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10. Hello modss!! I hope ur doing well. I'd really like some help in finding this fic. It was after the siege and Wwx was alive he was taken by someone (?) xiao xingchen? I dont remember but it was to heal him. And there was a plot to take down the jins. During the time he was away i think he kept talking to ayuan like a ghost. and at the end when everything settled wwx returns to gusu and ayuan says baba/mama(?) is home. Thank you in advance 🥺.

FOUND? Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w/ happy ending)

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11. Hi! I'm looking for a fic where lwj is a ghost and wwx can see him and they investigate his death and lwj is revived in the end or something. Thank you!!!

FOUND? lovers be lost (but love shall not) by la_muerta (T, 13k, wangxian, 1910s au, arranged marriage, ghost marriage, case fic, happy ending)

FOUND? Red Is Just Black Remembering by Zizzani (E, 41k, wangxian, angst w/ happy ending, ghosts, modern)

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12. Hello! I looked through the ficfinder backlog & didn't see this one, and would love some help. Found or not, thank you!! It's a post-canon fic where NHS finds WWX wandering around without any support and brings him back to the Unclean Realm, but it's not nirejseki's Gone Shopping. It's longer and has NHS and WWX starting a school, and the Nie sect demanding WWX get paid/respect for his talismans, and WWX pines for LWJ and the Nie sect/NHS scheme to get them together. @ladymordecai

FOUND? Story-Shaped by lingering_song (T, 13k, wangxian, NHS & WWX, post-canon, chief cultivator LWJ, inventor WWX, found family, alcohol, protective NHS, not JC friendly)

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13. Hi! I'm looking for a smut fic I read some months ago. (If smut requests aren't OK, please ignore this message!) What I remember is that it was a modern AU where WWX was LWJ's pet (like, for sex, not a literal animal). I have an impression that it might've been some type of omegaverse (WWX definitely wasn't fully human), but I can't find it anywhere in those tags, so maybe it was something else? Thanks for your help!

FOUND! Forever Home by fishhflake (E, 3k, WangXian, Modern AU, PWP, Master/Pet, Rabbit Hybrid WWX, Breasts, Boypussy, Shameless Smut)

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14. Hi I'm looking for a fic I read when I 1st entered this fandom. It was XiYao and Wangxian. WQ and the Lans helped WWX rebuild his golden core. The one clear scene I remember was LXC and JGY together on Phoenix Mountain watching WWX manipulate Subian from a distance. They were impressed with how much WWX improved in a few short months. Thank you!! @themlb37

FOUND! Becoming the Phoenix by Branch (E, 60k, XiYao, XuanLi, WangXian, Drama, Romance, Politics, Fluff, Angst, Porn, Action, Canon Divergence, Canon - Chinese Drama)

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15. Hello! I've been trying to find this fanfiction but i don't really remember the name but there's this one scene i remember where lwj is taking peanuts from a bag from someone (which i think is wwx?) just to not speak with a lan elder (I also remember that in the summary it says that the lan elders hate/despite lwj for using the rules for an advantage or something like that) I hope this is the correct format for asking, Have a great day!

FOUND Following the Rules by BegrudginglyTumbling (SarcasticSmiler) (T, 2k, wangxian, gusu lan rules, fluff & humor, LWJ being a little shit)

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16. Hello mods! I hope you're doing well! I was wondering if you guys could help me find a fanfiction that I've been searching for but can't find. I remember that it's about wwx who died and came back either as a ghost or a fierce corpse during the sungshot campaign, I'm not sure if he died when he was thrown into the burial mounds, but I remember that he helped them win the war and then passed on peacefully after, I remember that they knew he was a ghost too.

Hello! It's #16 from the Last fic Finder, unfortunately it is not that one:( if I remember correctly, wwx passed on as soon as the battle was over, on the battlefield.

NOT FOUND! Liberation by bonyenne (T, 9k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Body Horror, Fierce Corpse WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mojo’s Post)

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17. Hi there! I was wondering if anyone knows about this fic in which instead of mo xuanyu, Lan wangji was the one who sacrificed his body for wwx, idk if there is a happy ending or not.

FOUND! for you, all for you「 给你, 都给你 」 by headBONDmeLWJ (T, 3k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, major character death, canon divergence, angst, hurt/comfort)

NOT FOUND! While my guqin gently weeps by nival_kenival (T, 1k, LXC & LWJ, wangxian, major character death, angst, unhappy ending, WWX revival, hurt no comfort)

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18. Hi I’m looking for a fic where wangxian are married and it’s a modern au! They’ve been married 10+ years and lwj suggests experimenting with a younger colleague of his (mxy I believe) and wy doesn’t like this but doesn’t make his feeling totally clear. I believe they have a 3some and wy and lwj go through a rough patch but it has a happy ending! I appreciate any help, I really can’t find this anywhere!!

FOUND! give something new a try by ilip13 (M, 12k, wangxian, LWJ/WWX/MXY, modern, established relationship, angst w/ happy ending, married life, insecurity, jelaousy, making up, metioned threesome, pov alternating)

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19. Thank you for all your hard work! You guys are awesome. My problem is that I’m horrible at tags. Using them, reading them like I’m supposed to, paying attention for instances such as these…

I’m looking for a modern wangxian covid quarantine fic. I know wangxian are attending university in America. WWX must take courses continuously in order to keep his scholarship/stipend, maybe even his visa status. I think he’s majoring in medicine. In order to maintain his status and meet the requirements, he enrolls in LQR’s livestream ancient poetry class (thinking it would be relatively easy). He spots the beautiful but cold and aloof LWJ in his zoom class window and immediately develops a crush on him. LWJ is instantly annoyed with the student that leaves the voice-altering bunny filter on during every serious class discussion - even if he does make intelligent observations and salient points. WWX spends too much time talking about his crush on LWJ to his quarantine-trapped flatmates, JC and NHS. I think LQR picks WWX to be LWJ’s poetry project partner and they spend a lot of time alone together in a separate classroom screen where LWJ plays the guqin for WWX to draw/paint him playing for their assignment. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance!

FOUND? I Would like to Be There Beside You by istartedtheapocalypse (T, 15k, WangXian, Modern AU, College AU, Long-Distance Relationship, Mutual Pining, Some Angst)

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20. Hello, do you know of a time travel fic in which Wei Ying realizes that Jiang Yanli is not as good as he thought and finds out that when she makes the soup in the camp during the sunshot campaign she uses the little rations that they have. I more or less remember that the Jin have a trial and Jiang Yanli and Peacock live a common life without riches. Please help me find it is a very nice fic

FOUND? In Which Soup is NOT the Solution by such_stuff_as_dreams_are_made_on (Not Rated, 5k, WIP, WangXian, WWX & JZX, Canon Divergence, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Enemies to Friends, Somebody Lives/Not everyone dies)

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