#also please help me build up the library lol

[reimenaashelyee]

The Creator's Guide to Comics Devices is OPEN!!! comicsdevices.com

An online library of visual-narrative devices that are used in the medium of comics and other sequential art.

Happy Halloween! I'm really excited to be finally launching* what is maybe one of my most ambitious, largest work yet. This online library is the next phase of a research project that began in May 2020, when I first mused on how comics as a field doesn't have a resource that catalogues devices used in the medium. Like, theatre has devices, so does literature, and film! So why shouldn't comics? I always had an interest in comics studies and analysis. I love reading, making and thinking comics. However most of my knowledge was intuitive - I learned comics from osmosis and experience. This is true for many of my peers. Speaking about comics as a creator is hard, because we don't have a robust system of language. When we had to speak, many of us tend to reach for the language developed for film by film practitioners. If there is language specific to comics, it's either scattered in multiple blogs or hidden away in academic journals. The Comics Devices library is meant to aggregate everything and everybody into a single hub! After exploring some multiple resources, alongside some original, independent research, here is the first edition! * The Comics Devices project is still a work-in-progress! It's not final, nor will it ever be. This is why I am seeking contributors to help build this library. Translations, comics examples, etc. There is a lot of work to do! If you are interested, reply to this post or submit an expression of interest on this page.  Have fun everyone!! (Now time for me to melt x_x)

[midnightorchids]

I am kinda curious

What would Jason be like if the coffee Cafe owner!reader built in a small library in her Cafe just for him,like she saw he liked reading and went like 'yup. I am building a small library for him'

This is such a fun idea, but omg please forgive me, I went a little overboard. Once I figured out what to write, I couldn’t stop. I apologize for how long it is. Also, this is completely gender neutral, so anyone can read!

But omg also, I was literally kicking my feet and giggling writing the end lol, Anyways enjoy!

Owning a cafe was a difficult job, there was always much to do— customers to attend to, drinks to make, and maintenance to do. You were always busy, but you loved your job.

You had spent a lot of time curating the perfect atmosphere for your beloved customers. The lighting was warm, with fairy lights and lanterns dangling from the ceiling. There was wooden furniture and two old couches that sat by the glass windows. The tiny space smelled of freshly brewed coffee and sweet bread. The cafe was always inviting. 

You had many regulars at the coffee shop, each one with their own story, a different purpose.

For the past six months, twice a week, every Thursday and Saturday morning, a tall man walked in. Jason, you recalled his name from the many times you prepared his drinks. He’d order the same thing every time, a small London fog and a walnut banana bread.

He’d sit at the table nearest to the entrance, his back never towards the door.

Every morning, he’d come in with a new book. You had seen him read Franz Kafka, Oscar Wilde and Jane Austen; he’d read a lot of Austen.

He was a mystery and you wanted to know more. 

You found Jason quite handsome. His skin was scattered with scars and you often found yourself staring at the permanent wound near his lips. You wanted to run your fingers along it, to trace it, to kiss it. 

His eyes were always kind, a deep shade of green, forest-like you’d think to yourself. 

He spoke with kindness. His voice velvety and rich, much like the espresso you’d brew everyday, except his voice was never bitter, almost always doused with honey. 

Sometimes you’d catch him looking over at the counter, at you, you’d hoped. 

Your coworkers were afraid of him, telling you to stay away, but you couldn’t help yourself. He was like an enticing book, waiting to be read. They’d warn you, “do not engage in too much conversation with the strange man.” But it was as if they were talking to a small child, their words would go in one ear and out the other.

“Strange,” you would never use that word to describe him.

From the small talk you had with him, to his choice in books, to even his taste in tea, you’d never describe him as strange.

Gentle was the word you’d choose.

He was huge, all height and muscle, terrifying to most, however to you, he was everything but that. You saw an angel and you didn’t even know him… yet, you’d tell yourself.

There were days, where you almost gained the courage to ask for his number, maybe ask for small detail, perhaps get a glimpse of his life. But each attempt was futile. Why was it so hard to speak to him for more than five minutes, you’d curse your inability to speak to attractive men.

-

You were beginning to give up on your dreams of getting to know the beautiful stranger, when he walked in through door.

The conversation began as per usual.

“Morning Jason, what can I grab you today,” you asked politely. He smiled softly in return and you stare at the scar by his lip as he begins to speak.

“Uhh surprise me,” you look at him confused, he’s never done that before and he finds himself smiling harder. “Just kidding, I’ll just the take the usual please,” he says as he places his copy of Jane Eyre on the counter to take out his wallet.

“Brontë, why am I not surprised,” you reply, gazing at the book. You take the cash from his hands and your heart drops. Shades of purple and crimson coat his skin. They’re bruised, again.

“What can I say, I’m a man of taste,” he smirks. You roll your eyes and giggle.

“Now who told you that,” and he shrugs. Then there’s a lull, you don’t know what to say now. It isn’t awkward, but you find yourself starting feeling a little uneasy. God, if you only you could come up with something else to say. You shake your head slightly and begin to warm up his banana bread.

You turn around and wait for him to leave, but he doesn’t walk away to his usual table this time, instead he takes a seat next to the counter. Odd, you thought.

Jason’s gaze doesn’t leave you for a second, he watches you in admiration, you don’t quite catch on.

If you thought Jason was handsome, then he thought you belonged in a museum. You were a work of art in his eyes. The kind of beauty they wrote poetry about. Absolutely stunning.

He wanted to get to know you, speak to you, but he was afraid. If you didn’t reciprocate his feelings, then he may never be able to see you again. The trips to the cafe would no longer be necessary and he wouldn’t know what to do with himself.

However today, Jason pushes his fears aside, he feels bold. He finds his confidence and he speaks.

“Do you read much,” he asks suddenly. You place his cup of tea and bread in front of him, and nod your head.

“I do, but not what you read,” you reply and he stares into your eyes, curious. “I mostly read magazines, you know Vogue and stuff,” his smile drops a little, he’s trying really hard to not look judgemental. Cute, you think. “Kidding, I read fantasy mostly,” and his face lights up again.

“So like J.K. Rowling,” he questions.

“No, Harry Potter’s good, but I’m not really a fan of her, you know as a person. I’ve been reading a lot Neil Gaiman recently though,” you say.

“Oh fuck, yeah, she’s said some pretty crazy stuff huh,” and you nod again. “Gaiman though, I don’t think I’ve ever read his stuff before, he any good,” he asks and your eyes go wide, you’re excited.

You spend the next hour of his visit speaking to him about books, about the things that you both like.

You only part from the conversation when there was a customer.

You’ve never felt this way before, all the assumptions you made about him were true. He was an angel, a kind and gentle one.

-

A month goes by and you notice your relationship with Jason change. Now, instead of sitting by the entrance of the cafe, he sits near you, back against the door. A sign of trust, you assumed. He smiled more, he showed his teeth and he laughed, hard. You loved the sound of his laugh. His eyes looked brighter, greener, emerald-like. He still walked in with a new book, but when the conversation began, it was long forgotten.

You watched his bruises heal and you watched new ones appear, you were always curious, but never had the courage to ask. He’d tell you when he was ready.

As time went by, you found yourself wanting to do something for him, you wanted him to know that you cared. You thought that if your words were going to fail you, then maybe your actions would prove otherwise.

-

Working a closing shift at the cafe on a gloomy Tuesday evening, you find yourself thinking of different gestures you could do.

Ideas came and left, nothing felt good enough. He deserved the best. Trying to busy your mind elsewhere, you begin to sweep the floors and that’s when inspiration hits you.

There, in the coffee shop, lies an empty corner. An odd spot, not necessarily small, but also not large enough either.

A perfect fit for a decently sized bookshelf. A library, for the community, but most importantly for Jason. You smile to yourself, proud at the thought. He’d love this, you knew he would.

The next morning you find yourself drilling holes into the pale walls of the cafe, trying attach the large shelf you lugged down to the shop.

Once everything was fixed into its rightful place, you begin adding the books, by genre and then by the authors’ last names. You add many of Jason’s favourites, multiple copies of Austen. You add children’s books, comics and something for yourself.

The shelf fits right into the ambiance of the cafe, elevating it honestly. The corner looked cosy and you found yourself wanting to sit by one of the couches with a book and a cup of hot chocolate.

You stare at the shelf once more, proud. Now, you just had to wait.

-

Jason walks into the cafe the next day, he’s late. He arrives near closing time. It’s just you and him in the cafe, most of your staff left for the day and not many people stayed this late. It’s quiet, the only sound coming from the machines on your side of the counter. He’s holding another book in his hand, but he has no intention of reading tonight.

His hair is slicked back, and there’s a small cut on his forehead. He’s dressed in a white dress shirt and black pants. He looks like he’s coming back from a big event or maybe he’s going to one later. Either way, he looks pretty like this, his arms look more defined and you can make out the muscles on his back when he walks around the room, waiting for his drink.

His eyes wander around the cafe before settling on the bookshelf nestled in the odd corner. His eyes soften, he’s never noticed that before, it must be new, he thinks.

“When’d you get this,” he asks, his fingers running along the spines of the books. He’s smiling, there’s so many books.

“Yesterday, it’s for you,” you say, holding your breath. This is it, the moment you’ve been preparing for.

“For me,” he looks over at you as you settle his tea on the counter. You begin walking over to his side, slowly, riddled with nerves.

“Yes, since you’re always here, I thought you’d like having a book shelf here. It’s like a library, you take a book and then you-“ he cuts you off suddenly.

“You made a library for me in your cafe, are you serious,” he’s trying to hold back a smile, you can tell. His scar gets more prominent when he does that. “Why,” he as asks, his voice is soft, it feels like warm milk with honey, comforting.

“You’re gonna make me say it,” you can’t see your face, but it feels hot, you can tell you’re blushing.

“Yeah, say it. Why is there a library in your cafe for me,” he says, enunciating the words “your” and “for me.” He’s smirking now. He knows the answer, he just wants to hear it from you.

The point of the library was to not have to say anything, for your actions to speak for you, but here you are. Ears burning and palms clammy.

“I…,” you trail off, you look around the room, anywhere but his face. He notices and walks closer, his hands gently make their way around your waist.

“Say it,” he exclaims, it’s not forceful, he’s smiling and shades of pink dust his cheeks.

You close your eyes shut, fuck, you’re going to have to say it.

“I really like you jas-,” and with that, his lips find their way to your own. You move in harmony, much like matcha and oat milk. His lips are sweet, he tastes like the banana bread, he decided to eat while pacing around the cafe. Your hands find their way to his shoulders, you pull back and smile. You peck his lips. Once where the scar is and once more on the centre. He grins.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that from you,” he mumbles against your lips, waiting for you to kiss him again.

And you do, you kiss him again and again.

[hwaslayer]

project: make you love me (jyh) | sixteen.

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 3.6k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing/mature language, seonghwa, physical fighting, mingi calling his friend out on his stupidity, crying, sorry if i missed anything.. quickly edited this lol, yunho is just mad and overwhelmed with his feelings rn 😭

yunho: baby

yunho: wait at the science building later, please? i'll come get you so we can walk to my car together

you: okee ☺️

yunho: ☺️ see you later? enjoy the rest of your classes

you: you too, my bighead!

Yunho smiles at his phone before tucking it away, slowly following Yeosang to their group study session.

"Should I even ask why you're smiling like that?" Yunho looks up at Yeosang and chuckles.

"Just Y/N."

"Of course. Is she in class?"

"Yup. She's in the back row being all distracted."

"Perfect way to pass time in my honest opinion." Yeo clears his throat. "I've been meaning to ask you out of curiosity."

"What's up?"

"Have you guys told each other 'I love you' and everything?" 

"Mm, no. Not yet at least."

"Not yet?" Yeosang smiles. "You feel that way for her, don't you?"

"I do. I just.. I don't know? I don't know if it's too soon. What if I scare her off?"

"Nah, doubt that. You can't put a timer on these things."

"True. Plus, it sounds cliché and like it's out of a movie, but I truly wanna wait 'till it feels right to say it to her."

"That makes sense."

"Trust me, I really do feel that way for her." He lets out a breath as they look towards the library building, the sun from behind slightly blinding them as they approach the doors. "She has literally become my bestfriend. It's crazy how life works."

"I know. I remember when you first told me you were helping her out for literature." Yeosang chuckles. "Or when you'd save her in the back lot."

"Still can't believe that was even real." Yunho does a tiny head tilt. "He's really something."

"What was up with Y/N's birthday thing? How did he even know?"

"I don't know. Word gets around fast. Why wouldn't Seonghwa know? Especially since it has to do with Y/N."

"Can't wait till the day he leaves you two alone. Must be fucking annoying to deal with."

"I try not to mind it. Though, I think he's been getting bolder lately and I can't put my finger on it."

"Has Y/N said anything?" He shakes his head.

"No. Maybe I'm just overthinking. She just seemed a little weird about him at her birthday party."

"Well, yeah. It's Seonghwa." Yeosang waves at their study group sitting at the far end of the library in the loud section.

"Yeah, but, I don't know. It was different. She seemed bothered about something but she hasn't told me anything. I assume it's not a big deal."

"Hm. Well, I'm sure it's not either. Just Seonghwa being himself, maybe."

"Mm, whatever though." Yunho greets the study group as they approach the table. "She's my girlfriend now, and that won't change." Yeosang gives him a small smile before they settle with the group and begin their long study session together.

"Remember, we have a test next class. Make sure you study everything I included in the study guide. Don't skip on anything just because you think it's a minor detail! Nothing is minor!" Your professor says before dismissing the class. You let out a sigh, already stressing over the next test. You didn't do bad on the first test, but you also didn't do the greatest. Thankfully, you're still at a good point in the semester, which gives you enough time to pull your grade up.

Once the initial rush of people leaving the classroom dies down, you pack up your things and head out the door. You hurry out of the classroom and down the steps, excited to see your boyfriend after yet another long day. For a split second, the building is crowded with other students leaving their classes and heading to their next destination— whether it be the next class, the library or to their cars. It's a sudden swarm of people that you don't even realize Seonghwa had stepped out of his own class, following you down the corridor.

"Y/N." You hear Seonghwa's voice behind you. You try to mind your own business, subtly rolling your eyes as you walk out of the science building to reunite with Yunho. 

Except, he isn't exactly there yet and Seonghwa grabs you by the wrist.

"Y/N." He repeats, turning you to face him.

"What are you doing?" You question him.

"Just a second." You let out a loud, heavy sigh. "Why are you being like this?"

"Like what?"

"Like you ignoring me. You haven't answered any of my texts or calls—"

"Why do I need to?" You raise a brow. "You're not actually serious, right? I have no reason to respond to you, Seonghwa. Don't you have places to be, people to see?" You pause. "Don't you realize you're a little too late? This was something I needed from you way before. I don't need it from you now."

"I know it's late, but I don't wanna give up on this."

"This? This has been done for a long time, you and I both know that. You're only worried about losing the only safety blanket you've ever had. Why can't you just move on and let me be happy?"

"Happy?" Seonghwa almost scoffs. "With him? Okay, baby." He shakes his head. "Listen. Enough of this for real. Can you please just hear me out, I'll explain and apologize properly—"

"Seonghwa, stop calling me that. What don't you understand about no?" You say almost at a whine, his hand still having a grip on the edge of your wrist. You truly don't want to entertain this, but Seonghwa almost gives you no way out, no way around his bullshit, and unfortunately, that'll be the root of everything that unfolds tonight. Yunho is happily [and eagerly] making his way down to you after the long, heavy study group session, while Yeosang decides he's gonna stay behind in order to hit the gym and get his workout in. Yunho is a few minutes late, but he knows you'll still flash him that beautiful, million-watt smile he adores so much before wrapping your arms around him.

He can't wait.

But, Yunho slows in his steps just as he's close to the front doors; familiar voices filling the surprisingly empty, quiet space.  It's you, and he already feels himself boiling with anger when he hears who else is occupying your time right now.

"Why haven't you even said anything about the flowers and the card I gave you? Did you even get them?" Yunho overhears Seonghwa ask you, and he furrows his brows. What flowers and card? You don't answer right away, and Seonghwa is quick to follow up. Yunho doesn't even get to hear your response about it and the most upsetting part of all this— is that this is how he finds out about everything.

Not from you, but from Seonghwa.

"You couldn't even send me a text? I was worried you didn't get it. I wanted to talk to you afterwards."

"What is there to talk about?"

"Yeah, what is there to talk about?" You and Seonghwa turn towards Yunho, who stands there with his hands dug deep into his pockets. His jaw is slightly clenched, head titled to the side while he waits for a response. Seonghwa lets out a pathetic chuckle, hand slipping down your wrist as he fully faces him.

"Loverboy sounds upset over a little talk."

"A little talk? Is that an add-on for the flowers and card you sent her?" Yunho sounds more stern, more angry. You can't even blame him, but at the same time, it's unusual for you to hear him this way. You're not sure what could come out of this and you don't necessarily want to find out.

"I'm sorry, should I have sent you some, too?" Seonghwa steps closer to him and the panic starts to settle in for you. You wish someone, anyone, was around to help. Because although you don't think Yunho will let this blow out of proportion, you aren't 100% about your answer. You're not sure how Yunho manages his anger in these situations and you're not sure what triggers him; what tips him over the edge and is the 'cherry on top.' Seonghwa has always rubbed him the wrong way and you don't think this could end remotely pretty. "I'll take note of that for next time so you don't have to sit there and stare at Y/N's."

How you wish Seonghwa had just gotten the point. Why couldn't he just let you be? Why was he out to ruin your happiness so badly?

"Seonghwa. This is done. Let it go." You warn him, but it doesn't clear anything. You aren't getting through to any of them.

"Back up. I'm not asking." Yunho clenches his jaw as he comes face to face with Seonghwa, making him give off a small scoff.

"Aw. Loverboy's mad—" And that's exactly the tipping point for Yunho. He's not sure why, he usually has a lot of patience. He usually brushes things off easily, doesn't hold a grudge or stay angry for long. But, Seonghwa? He was a different story, especially because of the history you have with him. Every little thing about Seonghwa pisses him off— down to the way he moves, breathes, acts like he can always get his way so easily, so quickly. Before he can even think about the consequences, or how you'd feel, Yunho swings at him, making Seonghwa stumble backwards. 

"Yunho!—" You gasp, Yunho's initial punch is pretty rough that it had Seonghwa in shock before being able to register what just happened.

"Fuck you—" Is all Seonghwa spits out before going at Yunho. The two continue to go at it, pushing and gripping at each other's shirts, rough attempts at landing punches;

They're almost successful with tearing each other's heads off until you step in between and get involved.

"Stop!" You step in between to try and prevent the fight from escalating even more. "Stop it!" You push Seonghwa back when he tries coming for Yunho, a campus security guard dashing towards all of you to completely break up the scuffle.

"Knock it off! The hell are you two doing acting like this on campus? I suggest you two part ways now before we call the cops over!"

"Yo, what the fuck?!" Mingi comes from around the corner, grabbing at Seonghwa's arm to pull him back. "The fuck are you doing, dude?" He looks at his bestfriend in disbelief.

"Why don't you ask your friend who fucking started it—"

"Me?" Yunho spits, while Seonghwa wipes the blood at the corner of his lip. "I wouldn't have had to if you just knew how to back the fuck off!" Yunho is angry, continuing to raise his voice. "Let me catch you sending shit to my girlfriend one more time and see what the fuck I'll do—" 

"Yunho." You say softly, tugging back at his arm.

"Are you serious?" Mingi looks at Seonghwa. "You don't go messing around with people's relationships, Hwa. You need to let this go, you look crazy!" 

"Oh, so all of a sudden you're sticking up for your friend?"

"Yeah, because he is my friend and it's just shit you don't do! What the fuck don't you understand about that?! You fucking deserved that shit!" Mingi shakes his head before pushing Hwa forward, pulling him off to the side to continue talking to him. 

"Babe." You turn to Yunho after Mingi and Seonghwa create good distance, hand coming up to cup Yunho's cheek. But, he turns, slightly shaking his head at you. You pull your hand back and feel your heart drop, the look in Yunho's eyes being one that you've never experienced before.

Sadness, hurt, anger. 

Mostly sadness, hurt.

"What flowers was he talking about, Y/N?" His chest is still rising at a somewhat uneven pace, doing his best to calm down after the adrenaline rush.

"H-he left them at my doorstep after we came back from the snow. I'm really sorry, Yunho, I didn't tell you because I tossed it out and—"

"But still, it's the fact that you didn't tell me after all this time." Yunho's brows are tightly knitted together, and the look causes your heart to sink even deeper. "Why did you have to let me find out this way? Were you going to tell me about this too if I hadn't come right away?"

"I just didn't get around to telling you because I didn't think it would matter— Seonghwa doesn't matter."

"If he didn't, then wouldn't you be able to tell me without questioning it so much?"

"Yunho, no. I'm sorry, no." You repeat, tears pricking your eye lids. "I didn't mean for it to seem like that. I really didn't mean to hide this from you."

"Did you think about keeping them?"

"I—I, no. I thought—" Yunho hears you stuttering and his throat suddenly feels dry. Why can't you just tell him? Even if Seonghwa didn't matter to you, why couldn't you trust him enough to tell him? 

Why couldn't you feel comfortable enough to tell him?

"Be honest with me, Y/N. That's all I've ever asked. Did you or did you not think about it keeping it?" Silence. And god, it is the most gut-wrenching silence Yunho has ever endured.

Yup. Got it. 

The answer is clear.

You did think about Seonghwa. You thought about accepting the flowers as his apology, you thought about the possibility— even if it was for a brief, splitting second. Seonghwa did matter for one fucking second, and that's what bothers him.

"Yunho, please. I just thought—" You can barely get through your sentences.

"Did you, or did you not?"

"I thought about keeping it, but it was so stupid. I was just blinded for a second, and I realized it didn't matter to me. He doesn't matter to me. At all. I promise. Everything just caught me off guard." You try to grab for his hand but he steps back. "Yunho, it was all stupid. I tossed it out so quickly. I wasn't going to do anything, I wasn't going to text, nothing."

"But, why does it feel like after everything he's put you through, you still believe he'd genuinely change? Why does it feel like a part of you is still actually holding onto that?" Well, when Yunho says it to your face like that, you feel dumb. Not once did you ever think about running back to Seonghwa and leaving this behind. But, you were blinded in that quick second from your history with Hwa, being close and sharing moments for months. Asking Seonghwa for little gestures like this, for more attention; even though it was a ride, you still had history.

And yes, maybe at one point you wanted to be the girl that changed him.

But today, you can't even imagine going back to that point. Not after being with Yunho, not after the happiness he's brought you.

Not after you realize how much you genuinely and truly love Yunho. 

You don't wanna lose him.

This is all so stupid, and a huge misunderstanding. But, you're the only person to blame here— if you hadn't given Seonghwa the time of day, if you had just told Yunho right away without second-guessing it, if you hadn't hesitated; you wouldn't be here right now.

"I'm not!" Your tone raises and it sounds like a whine at this point. "I'm not, Yunho. Please."

"Look, tonight was a lot." He sighs, running his hand through his hair before wincing and looking down at his knuckles. "I was excited to see you after a long day, Y/N. I was really looking forward to being with you. I wasn't expecting all of this and honestly, I don't know what's worse? Stumbling upon all of this the way I did, or not knowing at all."

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. It was stupid and fucked up of me, and I'm sorry." You repeat, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"Maybe you just need to think about what you really want." Yunho shrugs. "I thought you were over the whole thing with Seonghwa, but clearly not if you're still considering on giving him the time of day."

"No, no, Yunho. Please don't. It's not that." You try to lace your hand with his, but he gently brushes it off with a shaky sigh. He doesn't wanna leave you. He never wants to be without you. But, tonight was a lot for him to handle, and it is overwhelming. He hasn't really felt this protective over someone. Of course, it's only natural since you're his girlfriend. He'll always protect you. It's just that Seonghwa brings something out of him that he doesn't necessarily like, and he wants it to be gone for good. It feels unhealthy and icky;

The anger, the frustration, the anxiety.

He hates it. And he doesn't want this to be a thing in your relationship. Plus, he still feels himself fuming with anger and he just can't possibly talk to you while he feels that way.

So yes, he's overwhelmed and he needs to get over this.

"No, seriously. You really should think about it. I know where I stand but I'm not so sure you do." He lets out another disappointed sigh. "I'll take you home, but we should probably just be in our own places tonight."

"Okay." You say close to a whisper, sniffling as you wipe away at your face. You don't even try to fight it anymore simply because you know Yunho needs his space right now. He begins to walk off with you slowly trailing behind, head hung low after everything that happened tonight. Everything happened so fast you're also having to process it all on this walk over to the lot. Suddenly, you're pulled out of your thoughts when you hear footsteps picking up behind you, followed by a familiar, deep voice.

"Yo, wait up!" Mingi says. "You good? I'm sorry about him, he's actually losing it."

"You're sorry? Mingi, when the fuck is your friend gonna grow up so that you're not apologizing on his behalf?" Mingi lets out a breath as his eyes dart from you, back to Yunho's. "Seriously. I don't mean to throw that your way, but it's not even just about tonight. Your friend knows no boundaries and that's crazy to me."

"I know, he's got things to sort through but that's his own problem now. I already told him multiple times. Me and San did." Mingi shakes his head.

"Doesn't take much to grow the fuck up and take ownership of your own fuck-ups once in awhile."

"Let him keep learning the hard way. He will, eventually. He deserved that tonight."

"He can try all he wants, nothing's gonna change between me and her. Hope he understands I'm not going anywhere after tonight."

"Of course." Is all Mingi could respond with because of course Yunho wouldn't go anywhere— why the fuck would he let Seonghwa get in the way? He shouldn't. And Seonghwa needs to know that. "Anyway, just wanted to see if you two were okay. For real." Yunho sighs.

"Mmyeah. Thanks." He responds as Mingi daps it up. "We're just gonna head home."

"Drive safely. Text me if you need me." Mingi gives you a small smile before running off to tend to his friends, San now also getting dragged into all his mess. 

The walk over is quiet, but Yunho still opens the passenger door for you when you finally get to his car. You hate the silence that falls between you two, but you understand Yunho is upset and needs his own time away from everything, from you, even. You can't help but cry even more into your hands when he pulls into the apartment lot, Yunho letting out a breath as he puts the car in park. He looks over at you and his heart breaks because he truly hates to see you cry, and he never wants to be the reason behind you being sad or hurt.

"Hey. Don't." He says softly, hands coming up to pry your own hands away from your face. He gently wipes the tears away, making sure no drop is missed. 

"I'm sorry, Yuyu." You repeat.

"I know, it's okay."  He says, even though right now, it's not.

"Is it?"

"Let's get you home, okay?" He just looks at you with a soft expression before unbuckling his seatbelt. He comes over to open your door, locking his car when you step out and slowly make your way to your apartment. When you get to the steps, you turn towards him with a small pout. Yunho pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head, wiping any remaining stragglers from staining your cheeks. He's not happy, but he's trying to send you off on a calm note— hoping this could at least ease you for the night. "Get some rest."

"I'll see you tomorrow, right?" He doesn't say anything before he pulls away and takes a few steps backwards. "Yunho." You call for him in that tone of yours that always makes him so weak.

"Y/N, please. I just need to shake this off. That's all. Goodnight." All you can do is simply walk away before running up the steps and into your apartment. Chaery is the only one home, cleaning her dishes after cooking a good meal for all of you to share.

"My love is home! I cooked!" She says happily, but her smile dies when she sees you set your bags down and cry into your hands. She drops everything and rushes over, throwing her arms around you while guiding you to the couch. "Hey, what's wrong? What happened?" She brushes the hair away from your face while you continue to cry. You don't respond for a bit, signaling for Chaery to just hold you and let you be.

You cry, and you cry.

Because you already miss Yunho, and you feel so dumb for overthinking the entire thing, for not being honest with him. It was a stupid mistake, but you hope Yunho knows you truly weren't out to hurt him. 

You hope he can forgive you and move past this— with you, together.

Because today and so on, he's all you want. You love Yunho, and there's no one else that completes you the way that he does.

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[oattslove]

〖Yandere Cove Holden Part 1〗

Just a quick snippet of what Cove Holden would be like as a yandere and in part 2 there will be a huge chance of there being some NSFW in Steps 3 and 4. I’ll put a warning in case you don’t wanna read that. 

Also please note that I haven’t played the DLC’s so I might be missing out on a bunch of stuff because I don’t have time and the money :(

 One day I’ll have time lol

Step 1: 

♡ When you and Cove first met, he didn’t immediately acknowledge his intense feelings for you. At first he thought it was because he was overwhelmed in being in a new place and his parents getting a divorce. Then later on he realizes that nope, these feelings were... amazing!

 ♡ As the summer days past, he became glued to you by the hip. Your mom’s and his dad thought it was the most cutest thing. Cove thought is was embarrassing but it quelled his speeding heart by just being near you. You seem to not mind with how clingy he was so it was a win-win!

♡ Cove slowly, but eventually, got used to living in Sunset Bird. You helped him transition into it easier. But soon things started going downhill, both for you and him. School starts again, Cove doesn’t know anybody so he follows you like a lost puppy. Then Cove is forced to watch you interact with your old friends while he intently stares at them from behind you.

♡ Why do you hang out these kids? Have you seen the way they talk badly about other kids? About you? He’s overheard them making fun of you behind a building while you went to go retrieve a textbook you’ve forgotten. Cove thinks you don’t need such negativity in your life. He’s a better choice. He can do so much better. 

♡ Being a known crier to you and everyone, he uses that to his advantage. Whenever something is involved with you, the tears seem to very easily slip out his eyes and Cove will come running towards you. He absolutely loves the attention and cooing words of comfort when you see him cry. 

Sobs and whimpering echo from a broom closet he knows you walk by every morning to turn in your library books. You enter the closet, curiosity in your eyes. Low and behold, it’s Cove.

“Cove!” You shout, eyes widening as you rushed over to him and plopping yourself next to him.  “Are you okay?”

Sniffling, Cove shakes his head ‘no’ and uses his shirt to wipe his tears and snot away. Now that you’re looking at him closer, you’ve noticed some bruises and scraps all over his arms and legs. But the most noticeable thing was his broken glasses that sat crookedly on his nose. 

Just as you were about to ask on who had done such a thing to him, he immediately answered your questions. “I-It was Tyler and his f-f-friends,” Cove whispered, turning his wet gaze to your worried eyes. Look at me. Look at what they did to me? Can you even consider them friends after doing this to your crybaby neighbor? 

What you didn’t know was that Cove purposely provoked Tyler which resulted him in getting beat up. But you didn’t have to know that part.

Guilt is all you felt. You felt horrible knowing Cove had given you multiple  warnings about your friends and here you are with your consequences. Your neighbor, who’s been dealing with issues in his family and knows nobody except you ever since he’s moved into your town, sat in front of you with his face all bruised up.  All because you ignored his warnings on how terrible your friends were.

“I’m sorry, Cove.” You murmured, thumb reaching over to quickly wipe away his tears. Cove shifts from his crisscross-apple-sauce position to his knees to face you better. A blush adorning his cheeks as your action. You soon embrace him into a hug being mindful of his cast and hoping to cheer him up a little. 

“Next time I see Tyler and his friends,” you began, hand rubbing Cove’s back as he hiccups from crying for who knows how long. “I’ll tell him that I won’t be his friend anymore,” 

“Promise?” Cove pulls away from your hug but keeps you in his arms to give you a look that you couldn’t really explain. Ignoring his intense aquamarine eyes, you nodded, pulling him back in the hug again.

“I promise.” You whispered, chin resting on Cove’s shoulder. 

While you thought about meeting up with Tyler and unfriending him, you don’t realize the sinister smirk from over your shoulder. Cove buried his wet face into your shoulder, secretly sniffing your hair. His face was all red as he dreamily hums at your touch.

“You’re an amazing friend, (Y/N).”

                                • • • • • • •

Step 2:

♡ 5 years has passed, you’re both 13, and Cove still hasn’t left your hips. Where ever you go, he goes and vice versa. He’s had a HUGE growth spurt in those years and man, does he use it to imitate others. Some pieceofshit classmate stops you after class to ask if you wanna hang out after school? Wait. Why are they suddenly pale? Oh! They said never mind and ran away? Aw, that sucks, but hey! You can hang out with me instead! What do you say, (Y/N)?

 ♡ You kept your promise and stopped being Tyler’s friend. Everything was great! Except... he wanted more. He didn’t want to just be your neighbor or your best friend. He wanted to become something more closer. Perhaps your boyfriend? Maybe that’ll solve what’s missing in his heart. 

♡ But that dream is quickly thrown out the window when Derek comes into the picture. Don’t get him wrong, he likes Derek. He really does! But it’s so annoying whenever you interact with him. He’s right there! Laugh and talk with him! Not Derek! Why do you always pay attention to Derek!? 

♡ Oh man was he pissed when he overheard the promise you and Derek made at the playground. What the hell do you mean if you’re both gonna get married if you’re still single in a few years? Cove’s right there and he’ll happily date you. He has to stop that from happening, so he’ll have to up his moves on you to get the hint that he likes you. Cove can do that, but the problem is... His heart can’t take it. Cove backs out last minute and you end taking charge. Which he also doesn’t mind. 

♡ The best part of being older and a little grown up, is he can sneak into your room. Obviously with you knowing. But most of the time he sneaks in when you’re sleeping. Once Cove slowly starts knowing your sleeping schedule he makes plans to go over late in the night. He likes stealing small things of yours. A few articles of clothing (never your undergarments though, if he accidently stumbles upon them Cove’s face will flare up as he flings them out of this end and high tails out of your room, almost falling from your window) some jewelry, hair ties, you get the gist. 

The moon shined brightly upon the sleepy town of Sunset Bird, clouds occasionally blowing gently across the sky and blocking out the moonlight. You’re curtains flowing along the slight breeze that was coming through your slightly opened window. You weren’t able to feel it by the pile of blankets you were snuggle deep with. 

Suddenly in the mist of the quietness, a small eep! emits from somewhere in your room. It was Cove and he had accidently stumbled upon a pair of your...undergarments. Face burning and without thinking tosses the article behind him before escaping through your window. (not forgetting the items he stole borrowed from you)

“Ack!” It seems like Cove miscalculated his jump from your window and has landed harshly in your bushes.  When you asked him about the scrapes all over his legs, Cove stutters out a response, unable to look at your eyes. 

Okay I hope this ended pretty good. I spent like two days on this and got lazy and decided to spit this into 2 parts. So don’t be afraid and give me any feedback!! 

[misc-obeyme]

Do you think Satan annotates his books? On one hand I can kind of see it… yet I’ve heard multiple people talk about giving him bookmarks or him also having way too many of them which suggests that he doesn’t dog-ear the pages... which can lead to (in general) less ‘vandalism’ of books. There is also the fact that his books are probably cursed, ancient relics, one really really really rare copy for a certain reason which are going to be kept in as pristine condition as possible.

Ok—well, the real question here is whether Satan thinks that books are shrine that has to be preserved and or a shrine that is to be lived in. I honestly can’t make up my mind on this answer and I feel like it can go both ways.

Yet I feel like it can be really funny to mess around with both these head cannons. I would love to just mess around with a Satan that makes sure that not a bit of ink gets spilled on his pages, and then just opening one of my own books and then highlighting or underlining a passage while looking him straight in the eye and giggling maniacally just to annoy him.

Or if he is for annotation, I can just imagine MC and him both starting a book at the same time. They are both too busy/impatient to wait until the end/ have different reading paces so they don’t want to spoil. So instead they annotate their notes and ideas in the margins, highlight passages and leave little notes for each other. Then in the middle of the day or whenever they pass by each other they just swap books and look at the other’s annotations and add comments to those annotations while still continuing to read from the page where they left off. So that means that in each book there’s one conversation going on…

Soon enough there’s not enough space in the margins so post-it notes start appearing in the books, and by the end of it all both books would have gotten thicker from the amount of post-it notes, the sides of the pages would’ve also started to turn neon from the amount of highlights.

And can you imagine how this would look to other students at RAD or the brothers? Like it’s a really busy week for some reason yet they can’t help but watch whenever MC passes Satan. They don’t even need to stop to swap books, they just do it like a fly-by and no words are exchanged because they’re already in the book.

OH! IMAGINE IF EITHER INE OF THEM GOES A CERTAIN STREET OR HALLWAY JUST TO CROSS THE OTHER AGAIN BECAUSE THEY REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE OTHER THINKS OF A CERTAIN PART THEY JUST READ.

AND IF IT’S A SPICY BOOK????

THEN THEY START TEASING EACHOTHER AND LITERALLY FLIRTING IN THE MARGINS AND SOON THE TENSION RISES AND THEIR HANDS START BRUSHING WHENEVER THEY SWAP BOOKS AND THEY CANT EVEN LOOK EACH OTHER AT A TABLE WITHOUT BLUSHING LIKE AHAJAHAAHHAJAMSMDFJFJR. AND WHEN THEY FINALLY GET HOME AND HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT IT NORMALLY AGAIN!?

I SERIOUSLY CANNOT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS.

HAVE A NICE DAY.

-Anon (I am so tempted to have an anon name yet I’m still thinking about it lol)

Anon, you don't even need me. All of these ideas are perfection and I LOVE THEM. (Please feel free to choose a name if you like, but no pressure!)

Turns out I myself am a book person. I collect books to such a degree that I had to build a library in my house just to hold them all. And before I had the library, I kept them in stacks around the house, frighteningly similar to the stacks we see in the art for Satan's bedroom. Some of his stacks are taller and I certainly have never had any magical floating books, but man if it isn't reminiscent of my own book habits.

So I can tell you that I have opinions on annotation in general.

The thing about books is that most of them are worthless. Even really old books that you find at a used book store usually aren't worth anything, which is why they sell them for like five bucks. This means that their value exists solely in the writing they hold. It's the content that makes books special.

Now this isn't to say that expensive first editions or signed first copies or whatever don't exist. And certainly ancient books become more valuable due to their age and rarity. But that's like museum quality stuff. And since Satan likely does have magical books, that might change the value part as well. Since I would think magical books, especially rare ones, might be worth more.

However, considering how many books Satan has, I'm thinking the majority of them aren't super valuable. He probably has a different way of handling the books that are rare. He seems like the kind of demon who would preserve those types of books and I don't think he would annotate them. He might keep a separate notebook of notes, especially if they're like... scholarly tomes or something.

But novels? Or books that are pretty common that he could buy another copy of at any time?

I do think Satan could go either way with the annotation of those kinds of books. I think he would consider the content to be just as important as the monetary value, so he might see a book as a shrine to preserve, as you put it. (I love that, by the way.) However, I also think that Satan often has lots of thoughts about what he reads. He's also said in canon that he doesn't use bookmarks - not because he dog ears pages, but because he just remembers where he left off.

Solomon, on the other hand, strikes me entirely as the kind of guy who writes all over his books. And we know that Satan and Solomon have had discussions about books in the past.

So I kinda have a headcanon that Satan didn't annotate books before, but he does now because Solomon introduced him to it. Or somehow talked him into it. Convinced him of the benefits of doing it. Reminding him that these cheaper books don't need to be preserved, they're made to be lived in.

Now I love the idea of MC and Satan sharing books and writing back and forth to each other. I think a lot about the concept of people falling in love with each other through some form of writing and reading. Whether that's a letter exchange or a writer and their reader or through book annotations...

Even if you're dealing with a platonic relationship between Satan and MC, I think it's a fun idea. Like if they're reading a mystery together and MC writes something in the margins about who they think did it and Satan writes back with something like you're insane it's clearly this other character and the margins just devolve into argument.

Of course, the spicy book option is also a fantastic idea. Would they discuss it when they're finally alone? Or would they just pretend nothing was going on? Either way, the tension!

I kinda think if MC indicated that they wanted to discuss spicy stuff, Satan would be ready with a thorough analysis of it. Like if it was badly written, you can expect a scathing review lol. (I'm just imagining Satan's opinion of lines like "She breasted boobily down the stairs.") But if it was good well... that could very easily lead to a suggestion of attempting to recreate the scene, don't you think?

[melimpostor]

Hello! first off I just want to say that I love love love your art!!! its so amazing! 💖 So, I’ve been asking this question around online, so I hope you don’t mind! (Please feel free to ignore this ask if you don’t feel like answering!) Anyway, I’ve been drawing for a good while now. It’s always been something that interests me, but, in all the time that I’ve done it, I’ve never once found a style that is unique to me and that I’m good at. So, I was just wondering if you have any tips or advice on how to find your own style? I’ve tried so many though I can’t ever seem to like any of them or actually stick to it. One thing I really have trouble with is proportion. I want my style to be more chibi-esqe, but not completely if you knows what I mean lol. If you have any advice for a fellow artist I’d really like to hear it!! Please share your wisdom :D

Hello and thank you !! I don’t mind at all ! Let’s see…

For finding your art style:

► Define what you want to tell with your art. Not mandatory, but i think it helps. What do you want people to feel when they see your art? Do you want them to feel the emotions of the characters you draw? Or be impressed by the technique? the colors? All of the above?- I think your answer will lean you to something more specific in terms of style. For example, I tend to focus on characters expressions and feelings. So i have a relatively simple artstyle that allows me to focus on facial traits a bit more. (Also... i'm lazy- So i like to tell more with less)

► Observe drawings from artists you love ! Try to analyze what you like so much about it. Is it the lineart? the specific way they draw eyes or any specific part of the body? Is it the colors or the rendering style? And try to reproduce it yourself. Not in a plagiarism kind of way, but more as a study !

► Try, fail and retry again. Once you have analyzed the things you like, try to incorporate it into your own art. It might come off badly sometimes, but you also might create happy accidents ! Both outcomes are good learning. And while I don't think it’s possible to have a style 100% original, it doesn’t mean you can’t create an artstyle that you own and feels as uniquely yours !

► Be patient (trust the process and don’t be too hard on yourself). Defining your artstyle might take years to refine itself. Decades even… With practice and dedication it will come naturally to you !  But as with any discipline you have to be patient, there will be ups and downs and very frustrating moments but you never cease to learn.

For proportions:

► Don’t be shy about using references. There is no such thing as cheating in art (if used properly). It builds your visual library, so help yourself as much as you can ! Professionals use them all the time too.

► I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news, but…. We can’t really cut anatomy practice- I avoided it for so long myself and I regret it bitterly. So don’t be like me and practice your anatomy ! Even if you aim for a simple or semi-chibi style. The trap is it seems easy to draw , when in reality a lot of chibi artists already master anatomy to a certain degree. It’s much easier to simplify shapes when you know a little more about the structure behind them.

There are a lot of websites to help you, here’s a few ! http://reference.sketchdaily.net/ https://line-of-action.com/  https://www.posemaniacs.com/

My advice is to start slow. Most of those websites have a timer by default, but don’t set a time limit for now and take your time on each pose. Try to breakdown body parts into simple geometrical shapes. It helps grow your visual library and it’ll get easier to draw with better proportions ! 

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Here you go ! I realize it's very generic sorry - TLDR: don't give up ! If you want anything more specific don't hesitate to ask again, I'll do my best ! Good luck on your art journey ! ♥

[toomuchracket]

just saw a random post of parents taking their 3 week old to get their library card. immediately had birthday party verse brainrot about it. maybe first little outing together outside their bubble. like to them it’s more important than getting baba her passport.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK i am a literal library girly (like that's my job rn) so this is really special. also library dilfs are an absolutely exceptional breed of man and i think matty would fit right in. anyway! i think you and matty are big fans of your local library even before the baby is born - you're convinced that such free and available access to a massive range of literature really helps inspire and hone your own writing, matty thinks it has chill vibes and loves watching you get excited over books, and it's also the perfect walking distance from your house (not too far, manageable, and really pleasant). when you're pregnant, you take advantage of their section of parenting books, and sometimes matty wanders over to the kids section and looks through the picture books, smiling at the thought of you reading to your baby like you do with him (and mayhem lol); when you go to check out your books, he says to the library staff "i can't wait until we can bring the baba down here and choose books for them" and kisses your cheek, which makes you swoon a little bit and the staff go "awwwww".

it lingers in the back of both your minds when she's actually born, hidden behind overwhelming love and tiredness and awe of your tiny girl, so naturally it's the first thing you suggest doing when matty asks where baba's first big outing (excluding being registered and going to visit family) should be - his face lights up at the thought, and he nods excitedly. the next morning, you get your daughter dressed in a little lavender onesie and kinda dress yourself up a little bit too (you swap leggings for a summer dress and put some makeup on) - it's your first outing in a while too! - and the three of you go for your first little walk together! it's a beautiful day, and baba is as good as gold in her pram (meaning she sleeps soundly), and life is perfect; matty looks dilfy as hell pushing the pram and cooing lovingly at his baby, frequently turning to kiss you and smile. his and your smiles get bigger when you get into the library itself, and the staff quietly exclaim at the fact there are three of you now - you park the pram in a little secluded spot and matty lifts baba out (she still stays sleeping, bless her) and carries her over to the desk. you hand over your returns first (because of course you have books to return!), and then you're like "can we please get our girl set up with her own card?", and you get to fill out a little form for her and then that's it! she has her first library card! matty cheers, and then winces when baba stirs, which makes everyone laugh; he grins sheepishly like "m'just excited for her. she's going to be the smartest most well-read kid ever now. her mother's daughter, of course" and kisses your head.

next comes the fun part - choosing books. she's awake at this point, but still groggy against her dad's chest as he carries her around the building explaining to her what section's what; you snap some sneaky pics of them as he does, grinning, and then promptly start sniffling when he pulls a book from the shelf and says "this is the best book in here, though, munchkin - it's mummy's, the one she wrote when you were only a little bean in her tummy! this is a very special place to mummy and me, and i hope it will be for you as well". but before you can fully cry, matty wanders over to the picture books and one-handedly starts rifling through them, talking to baby as he does and making you laugh - "that one looks alright! that one looks a bit trite, though. we're better than that in this family, my girl, aren't we?" lmao. and when matty catches you giggling he smiles and holds his hand out to you, so you go over and help the two loves of your life choose some books - you leave with a good little stack, eager to go home and read to your baby girl with your husband, and then to come back to the library with them next week and do it all over again <3

[wyrdle]

Geeta and Paldea Discussion

Really random thought, but as a sort of counter to Geeta being a bad top champion/chairwoman, I feel like it's important to point out that Paldea is quite the paradise. Each town is filled with life and activity, and presumably the gyms and the Academy's treasure hunt program is what made it the way it is economically. I don't think it'd be impossible to say that Paldea was not like this when she first took over, and it's years of her hard work to change things.

It's said the gym leaders were all handpicked by Geeta, and I think any of these cities success would be attributed to her hard work into changing Paldea for the better.

If we need more tangible indicators, I feel like the Elite 4 battleground being the most sparse battle area speaks volumes as to where her and thus the league's priorities lie. It's about the rest of Paldea's development and improvement, they get the most funding for building up the space into something fun and enriching. At the ace tournament, Geeta also reveals that she had a hand in designing the Academy library renovations, so she very much invests into bettering Paldea/The Academy as a whole.

I do enjoy the headcanon of her actually being a great champion/leader, pushing her coworkers. The quips/hatred towards her feels like fan interpretations being overstretched, not to say she is beloved, but I think the league and it's gym leaders of this region work together better than other gens. And I adore the thought that they have a decent camraderie...

Afaik Geeta runs a tight ship, doing inspections, making the rounds, talking to locals, to students... She's probably a workaholic herself, stretching thinly across the region haha.

Also, another point to her: Assuming she was the leader when the other Academy Director was in power, she likely helped oversee the complete reshuffling/changing of staff... getting someone as dedicated as Clavell, pulling gym leaders she trusts (Tyme) etc to the Academy. She can't micromanage and solve every problem, but i do feel she'd be warmly pleased at hearing the Director's "greatest treasure" resonating with her own... and also the dedication he has to act as Clive LOL. Clavell also helps out with Iono's stream to repay the League once, so I assume it to be true that Geeta has done much to improve the Academy.

There's also things like: Hassel, the guy being harassed by his family. I am sure Geeta would know about it, and the fact that Hassel is both E4 + art teacher feels very much like "Don't touch him, he's Paldea's". Power moveeee. Adore the headcanon of Geeta being very defensive of keeping him as Paldea's, any move from the dragon tamers has political ramifications...

Grusha... iirc has some beef? Idk. Nothing jumps out to me in memory beyond fan interpretations. I like seeing his role as gym leader actually being something of a Geeta pushing him into something after a devastating career blow.

I've already discussed Larry before in another post (His gym being his favourite restaurant is already quite telling that all the gym leaders get plenty of support for their work lol). Tulip's jealousy over her? Just feels in character for her personality but I don't think she means it too much lol.

The only thing that's probably a big glaring mistake is allowing professor Turo/Sada to continue experiments, presumably without supervision. It might've been possible that oversight occured.. or the professor was able to shirk off suspicion so long as they spared the crystals for making tera orbs. Kinda like an operation where they go "You only need me down here to help you harvest the crystals.", the time machine secretly being the focus. The academy/league funded labs were abandoned, one can assume they'd taken their hands off maintaining it, the only valuable thing left is extracting the crystals for Tera orbs. Little did they know the professors obsession... hence the concern/fear the professor's had when the miraidon/Koraidon were seen in public. Their little undercover operation was at risk of being found out.

Combined with the concept of Geeta focusing on the rest of Paldea after the Tera Orb discovery (I like to think she was appointed just shortly after it or very early during it), one professor being down in the crater managing Crystal extraction doesn't seem like a huge priority...

Anyway, those are my rambly all over the place thoughts for Geeta and her role in Paldea lol. Top champion isn't just being the strongest, it's very much a leadership role with influence on people's livelihoods. She's doing a fine job of it, if Paldea is so damn idyllic. I doubt the game will give us these answers or depth, but fjdhsjs Geeta is probably kinder/more empathetic/caring than most fans make her out to be.

[arafinweanappreciation]

Oh no, you just summoned many Orodreth fans with your wonderful post. That's me lmaoo. Can we also get a baby Orodreth interactions with his family/relatives? I'm thirsty for that shit.

there are many worse things that could be summoned lol. demons, the ghost of feanor, discourse blogs... anyway

like most kids, orodreth likes to be Included in Grown-Up Activities. most of the time this is adorable and harmless and just results in him sitting next to finrod in the library with a picture book, attempting to help turgon with city planning with his building blocks, or "assisting" various members of the household staff (who do genuinely find him helpful sometimes). other times it is less harmless and results in a pack of panicking adults chasing him across the beach because he has decided to join his grandmother on a swim well beyond the shallows

he's the only child in the family at that time (other than celebrimbor, who he doesn't meet until much later), so he gets kinda bored. this occasionally results in him terrorizing the pets. and mousers. and the hunting dogs. edalote is at her wits' end. angrod mostly thinks it's funny.

he inherited his mom's eyes, which in any other family would be barely anything to comment on. problem being that edalote has these piercing purplish-silver eyes and it's very disconcerting. galadriel will be reading to him and them look up and find him staring into her soul.

he LOVES oranges and there are a few orchards right around aqualonde, so most seasons angrod and edalote will take him down there to pick some. angrod in particular likes to hold him up to let him help.

his other favorite thing is having his hair brushed and/or braided. being raised in a large extended family, he has no problem walking up to the nearest adult and demanding exactly that

aegnor isn't super good with little kids so he has no idea what to do with orodreth before he can hold a conversation or play catch. he has some notion that he wants to be the fun uncle, esp since he and angrod are super close, but what is he supposed to do??? just??? hang out???? is that something toddlers do??? someone please help him

eventually someone mentions that it's good for kids to get tossed around some bc it helps with their development and aegnor is DELIGHTED. this is how he, argon, and fingon end up playing catch with their nephew. as in he is the thing being caught. this is what finally causes angrod to go "wait nO-" for once in his life

orodreth also ends up being the subject of some linguistic experiments by finrod. this is why he can read at an almost prodigiously young age. this is also why he has such a weird vocabulary

Earwen takes him to explore tide pools once and it Does Not End Well. he still hates crabs

He keeps getting all kinds of outdoorsy/jock-ish stuff as gifts (toy hunting bows, tack about the right size for a small child on ponies, riding boots, etc) but he shows very little interest in doing anything outside besides playing pretend and helping finarfin garden

[angeltreasure]

hi, im 19 and have always grown up catholic and have always loved my faith and religion but recently something has been calling me to expand my faith. i’ve started reading the bible but i was wondering if there were other things i could do to dive deeper into my faith

Hello there my brother or sister! Yesss you can:

Pray the Rosary. You can pray it anywhere silently or vocally. When we pray the Rosary we meditate on the life of Jesus and His mother, Mary. Please be careful if you pray it while driving.

Watch videos to help you pray the Rosary. This one has pictures to help you stay focused on each mystery.

If you fall in love with the Rosary, you can join the Rosary Confraternity for free and receive graces.

There are other types of Confraternities and Arch Confraternities too. Ask your local priest about them or look online.

Listen to Relevant Radio to learn more about the faith. They also have live shows of praying the Rosary and the Chaplet of Divine Mercy.

Find a prayer Chaplet you like. There are many. I am fond of The Chaplet of Divine Mercy.

Get some Holy Water and bless your home, your car, your neighborhood. Bless others, bless yourself. You can even ask a priest to bless your home.

Ask your Catholic priest about enrollment for a Scapular in person. There are a handful of different ones. The most common is the Brown Scapular.

Join the Association of Marian Helpers for free no matter if your male or female. You will receive the same graces as Marian Fathers throughout the whole world!!

Volunteer at your church or even somewhere local like a soup kitchen.

Stand up for the unborn by joining in pro life organizations like 40 Days For Life and Live Action.

Start your own street ministry by distributing things about the faith.

Find books about the Catholic faith, especially the Catechism, and the lives of different saints.

Read The Lives of the Saints by Fr. Alban Butler

Read The Catholic Faith Handbook for Youth by Brian Singer-Towns

The Catechism of the Catholic Church

Join a ministry at a Catholic Church near you. There is a lot of choose from. You can even ask the priest about making a new one! We really need help all around with people who can teach the Catechism too! No matter how big or small your role, it is precious to God.

Attend Eucharistic Adoration in person for one hour. (There are videos online too.)

Recognize that Jesus is truly present in body, blood, soul, and Divinity in the Eucharist and wine by what is known in the Catholic faith by the word Transubstantiation. Your view on Mass will forever change your life.

Go to Confession at least once a year.

Go to Mass every Sunday. Try daily Mass if you would like.

Invite a friend or family member to Mass.

Watch videos of preachers like Bishop Robert Barron and Venerable Fulton J Sheen.

Watch The Chosen. The app is free! Season 3 is coming soon.

Make a pilgrimage to a holy place.

Make a small spot in your home a place for prayer.

Pray for the souls of Purgatory every day.

Have meals as a family and say grace before eating your meal together. Build up bonds of love and peace.

Watch The Passion of the Christ

Watch Mary of Nazareth

Go on a retreat in person (or online)!

Follow the Ten Commandments

I like art so I enjoy looking at artwork in various mediums to help my mind learn and meditate upon the faith.

You could make a social media account where you can collect Catholic things as you learn more and more. It doesn’t have to be big and fancy. You can even go anonymously (like me on here lol).

Visit a shrine near you. Stop by sometime and say a pray.

Find a spiritual director. It can be anyone of the faith, even your priest. They can be such an asset in your discernment.

Get a library card. Your local libraries may have some Catholic material on hand!

Donate to the poor, the needy. It doesn’t have to be a lot. Even the smallest donation makes a difference.

Practice First Friday devotion or First Saturday Devotion.

Observe the Holy Days of Obligation by going to Mass if possible.

Do the stations of the cross at your church or one nearby.

Try fasting for a day. Offer it up as prayer to God, especially for the conversion of sinners and intentions you hold in your heart. It can fasting from food, from hot water in the shower, from listening to your music on the way to school or work, etc. Please don’t fast from food if you have any type of eating disorder or any other certain medical conditions especially if you take medication… please consult your doctor beforehand.

Attend classes at a college or done by your church. Some are free! It may help you discern your vocation and the path for your life. You may discover your calling. Know that it’s ok to change your mind in the process.

I hope this helps! May God bless you.

[queer-ragnelle]

My episode 3 thoughts are you won't believe how fucking gay I am for Morgan. She can do unethical magic on me anyday. Holy shit. I adore her. And I like this interpretation of Vivian! Very interesting. Excited to see more :)

Happy wedding day, Jennie! Hopefully nothing Bad happens in it

The women in this show in general are all very good. I'm very used to being let down by shows like these when it comes to the women dslkfjdf but they're handling all of them very well! Each has a very distinct personality (except for Ms. Ector, RIP queen you will never be forgotten), and they all have desires. They all have wants. It's honestly fascinating to watch their arcs progress, I'm so excited about it. And, of course, I'm so very gay for all of them.

The building of Camelot as the place of legend we know today, literally from ruin and dust, is FASCINATING. The people flock there desperately wanting to get help, Arthur barely knows how to handle them all, the gates are open for everyone... And they all stay INSIDE the castle walls still, there isn't a town forming around them. They barely have enough resources to rebuild everything, but they all hope so much for things to be better than they were. It's quite sweet.

Squints at whatever that scene with Merlin and Morgan was. I could find the deeper meaning in that for sure if I looked but I'm not going to look.

GAWAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BOY!!! WHAT A WRECK!

"...Lot's dead." Yeah.

I love this interpretation of Arthur, because they I can see the clear arc they're making with his character and I'm so excited for it, but also... You buffoon. You clown. You fool. And GODDAMN this show is horny, I was not expecting this lol

Sorry I have loving Gawain disease and it's terminal. Please return my books to the library if I don't get the chance by the time I finish this show because it will kill me.

Oh Jennie, my love, what a mess you've found yourself in. Don't worry. According to the 20 minutes of that last episode I watched by accident I know all will end well.

....I got distracted halfway through and started watching warrior cats maps and Darktail is basically Mordred but as a cat? sfjdskfl I haven't read up to that point but if what I've gathered from fandom is accurate then uh. Lmfao.

I'm sorry these are so long I just. Need to share my thoughts as I watch things with other people. It will happen again, until the end of the series. 7 more to go. Thank you again for the wonderful recommendation

i would absolutely believe how gay you are for morgan bc i am gay for her. eva green is my favorite ever. she was great in penny dreadful also. yeah i have to agree, kay's mom notwithstanding, everyone else feels fully realized. the point i try to make when discussing arthuriana is that having a female protag in a retelling does not automatically denote feminist, the story can still be incredibly misogynistic. but i don't get that from starz camelot, it truly stands apart in my eyes. it treats igraine, morgan, guinevere, etc with respect (regardless of morality, which is key, as morgan could easily be narratively abused to make a point about "evil" women while the men do whatever they want without consequence). each lady has equal narrative weight to merlin, arthur, kay, etc. its so refreshing. love the way they just piled everyone in without any long term plans. another thing i like about the writing here is it shows arthur is inexperienced without making him obnoxiously obtuse. he has no idea what he's doing but offers his good will to the people, yet they haven't got the infrastructure to see his vision realized. its naïve, not stupidity. which is important to keep us invested in him as a character! he is making mistakes, but they're not horror movie protag bad, so we stay engaged. he remains sympathetic. GAWAIN TIME!!!!! it only gets better.....he is so......unwell<3 every arthurian character is extremely varied so it's impossible to know whether darktail is reminiscent of mordred. its like "which mordred?" there are a million of that guy. he and gawain exist on a wild spectrum. there is a version of them for everyone. so darktail both is and isnt mordred. its beautiful really. don't apologize for long messages! you're talking to someone writing an arthurian epic bc a trilogy wasn't enough words for me. thank you for sharing your viewing experience. now everyone go watch this show.

[alltimefail-sims]

What are other ways to save sims you create without posting them on the Gallery?

I'm assuming this is the same person, so I'm going to answer both of these questions in tandem!

It's a bit of a long-winded answer, soooo...

let’s get into it! Response below the cut ↓

Here's how to save sims to your tray/library without posting them on the gallery:

That's it! There's nothing else you have to do. You can access your library at any time by clicking the gallery button and going to "My Library." (It will be the third tab). If your sim uses CC, like mine, you'll need to make sure you have "Include Custom Content" checked in the sidebar for them to show up. I forgot to take a screenshot of that, but here's an image from SimsVIP that shows you what I'm talking about!

Now: "Why do sims get banned?" That's a complicated question that I would need more details to answer - are you talking about banned from posting on the gallery, or banned from your EA account/accessing your Sims game in general? I've never heard of anyone being banned for using a lot of CC or posting sims on the gallery that use a lot of cc - in fact, I was under the impression that bans from the gallery are pretty rare! If you are just having trouble posting on the gallery but still can play your game and access your EA account, you could be using words or phrases that are prohibited. It also could just be an outdated mod or piece of CC causing the issue. Are you getting notifications when you try to post? Feel free to reach out to me with specifics and so I can help you. (Off anon and in a private message would be best, but if you'd prefer to stay anonymous in my asks that's fine, too!) If I can't figure out the issue, I can at least point you in the direction of someone who can.

All that being said, if you don't mind me giving my personal opinion/a piece of advice, there's really no reason to post sims that use "a lot" of CC on the gallery anyway, especially if you use custom presets or sliders. When people download your sims from the gallery, if they don't have the cc you used, they'll get a basically naked sim (cc does not transfer through the gallery - you might know this, but I thought I'd specify just in case).

If you want to share non-vanilla sims, I would recommend downloading The Sims 4 Tray Importer. It's a useful and free program that, among other functions, will take all the households you've saved to your library and provide the specific tray files and an organized list of all the custom content you used in that household as well. From there, you can literally copy the tray files and the cc files directly from their source folders and put them in a Zip/RAR file to share with others. This sounds complicated, but trust me it's not! There are a lot of tutorials out there, but if you want me to write the steps on how I do this, I'd be more than happy to do that in a separate post.

Here's what that same sim from above, Ramona Spivey, looks like in TS4 Tray Importer:

Please ignore the spoiler alert graphic - there were two households and a build I have yet to share and I didn't want to spoil them lol!!

Again, please feel free to reach out with additional questions you may have or, if you want me to, I'd be happy to make a tutorial on how I personally share my sims with CC in a separate post!

I hope this was helpful! 🖤

[writingandmore]

Hello! :3 I was wondering if i could get a homestuck matchup?? If it’s not an issue of course. I’d prefer Red roms specifically but if you decide on any black roms to add on i wouldn’t mind, i like seeing how people perceive me and who they’d match me with and why lol.

I use She/They pronouns, bisexual, and am an INFP. My big three are Leo Sun, Aquarius moon, and Libra rising. Im 5’4 with a smaller frame, but i work out so i have a little bit of a muscular build. My style is super grunge, fairy/gremlincore esc, the whole forestry and muted colors type of aesthetic ya know? I have brown eyes and messy, wavy, brown hair that’s in a wolfcut to my shoulders. I love wearing chunky eyeliner, i’m covered head to toe in freckles, and I have a plethora of tattoos. (and plan on getting more lol) I’m a Nepeta Kinnie if that’s any consolation!!

Although I might describe my appearance as a bit overwhelming and potentially intimidating, i’m anything but lol. I try to keep a good minded, optimistic mindset. I’m also a fairly quiet individual, which doesn’t really compliment my RBF when meeting new people. For the most part, I tend to be the mom friend, making sure no one gets hurt and jumping in to help whenever asked. I bring the snacks and essentials to hang outs just to be prepared. I try my best to make sure my friends are comfortable. When not in mom-friend mode I try to go out and adventure as often as possible. Though ‘adventuring’ could range from a trip to the store to a full day of hiking in the woods. I’m usually pretty lax and tend to not hold grudges, usually is a keyword. I can be pretty dense at times and accidentally have a record for being the ‘airhead’. I’m curious about most things and like to learn new things often. I’m also super stubborn and have an issue asking for help when doing things, i have a hard time trying to prove that i’m independent. As much i do most of the caring for, deep down i want to be the one to be taken care of.

My hobbies tend to lie in the realm of art, anything artistic i’m capable of doing in some capacity. I grew up drawing and painting, lately i’ve been meddling with charcoal and the such. I read quite a lot, my bedroom is basically a library at this point. I also play guitar and write on occasion. Some things I like are the smell of vanilla, the forest, rainy days, adventure time, summer nights, ACNH, coffee, listening to podcasts, anything vintage or antique, and my cat!

I’d say that i really like acts of service as a love language for both giving and receiving! That’s all i really have to say for now! Please take your time!! :3

I pair you with Dave!

Dave has seen quite a lot, so he probably won't be too intimidated by your appearance when first meeting-if anything, he'd think you look really cool. He tries his best to not judge his friends too harshly, especially when it comes to actually serious topics, so he'd like your open-mindedness as well. It takes him a bit to be open with other people-he needs to trust them first, and that can take some time. Your caring and open nature would definitely help him to confide in you sooner than normal for him, though.

[sunchaserwings]

Guess I am liveblogging watching the BBC Sherlock. I can't help myself apparently. Starts after the cut, (I finally figured out how those work!)

Mild spoilers ahead!!!!!

Okay so I just started episode 2. First things first, girl, you could just tell him "No" instead of being all cryptic like "You wouldn't like me" and "I can't. Please stop asking" when he's asking you on a date.

Is... is that a katana being wielded by that person??? It doesn't even look well-cared for?

Roommate: "I can see Herlock trying to hide he's been attacked like that." Yeah, probably. He'd kick a katana underneath his chair. Unfortunately, his "Watson" would notice.

Okay I hate that people keep calling Sherlock a freak and every time I expect Watson to deck a guy. Come on, defend your colleague if you're not willing to call him your friend. Also, seeing this episode when I work as a security guard is kind of killing me. I... this security setup is not that good at all, even back in 2010 and this is supposed to be an expensive ass bank??? Yeahhh, kinda doesn't do it for me. That should be live video footage, not a single frame every minute. Also don't keep access to the door entry logs behind the reception counter.

Part of the only way I'm getting through this is by noting what behaviors of Sherlock match those of Herlock Sholmes from The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles and which are more faithful to the original source material as well. Do I need to start keeping a running counter of "Herlock Sholmes would totally do this"? Because if so, we're at three in this episode alone.

Sir??? The medical examiner should be the only one removing evidence from the interior of the body??? Sherlock please, forensics student here is dying. Also detail I noticed, no powder burn on the wound. Either the makeup team was lazy or this is plot important.

Watson is still my favorite character. He also mentioned stuff about traders and stuff which is accurate to the books. And ohhh, Sherlock is pissed. Shaky cam in this feels a bit excessive-- oh you look like Kane Bullard. Yeah you're dead. Does every journalist leave library books on their flat stairs or...?

Modern code-breaking methods won't unravel what? Poor Watson getting held up for vandalizing a public building because he didn't run fast enough. Feels like Herlock and Ryūnosuke lol.

Oh come on, this guy seems sweet. Don't blame him for his crush resigning. Unless he's the killer of course... oh there's a lady taking pictures of Watson? That's worrying. WAIT IS THE DETECTIVE INSPECTOR JUST HANDING OVER EVIDENCE TO A RANDOM CIVILIAN??? CHAIN OF EVIDENCE, I HARDLY KNOW HER!

Watson actually helping Sherlock with his deductions by pointing out something the detective didn't notice and in an almost book-accurate way.

Is Watson about to be poisoned I s2g this man needs a break. It's only the second episode. Oh adding another to the "Sherlock doing a Herlock move" counter. Yippee... also this episode is starting to feel kind of racist. Actually more than that.

Sherlock please go let Watson in-- never mind you uh.... fell for a trap. I don't like how independent this Sherlock is when he's got John right there. Why doesn't the doctor realize that Sherlock was choked and strangled half to unconsciousness??? Unrealistic af.

Kinda like this graffiti artist dude. Hope he comes back. He probably won't. WAIT WHY ARE YOU SPLITTING THE PARTY??? GODDAMMIT YOU TWO! WATSON YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS!

John shouldn't be staring at the ground like that. He should be scanning side to side and up and down constantly. At least he was smart enough to take a photo of the damn thingimajig. John is so relatable on the matter of sleep, at least.

This woman is so dedicated to her work of restoring these ancient relics that she keeps breaking into the museum to care for and restore them. Also I just learned where the Morag Tong from the Elder Scrolls get their name from. Makes sense now. Buuuuut this also feels really awkward and weird and not in the fun way.

I think we all know Watson has the real brain cell here-- wait no he just left the target alone to go help Sherlock never mind. I think she's going to die. She deserved better. Welp, this is gonna haunt John.

Scotland Yard being incompetent, check. Sherlock being an uneccesary ass to Molly, check. Why is he written like this I hate it. WAIT THOSE TATTOOS WOULD HAVE BEEN NOTED ON THE AUTOPSY REPORT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS WRITING???? MY FORENSICS STUDENT ASS IS GOING HAYWIRE

Quest search using internet explorer. Gods this is old. No wonder last episode that "MePhone" app took so long to load. Watson update your browser to Firefox. Also Mrs. Hudson appearance! We don't know much about her in the original books but BBC her seems to be somewhat faithful adaptation wise, however Sherlock's behavior towards her is not. Oh and adding another to the Herlock Sholmes counter.

John passed out from exhaustion didn't he. Not a good look when you're just starting out-- oh at least you apologized for it-- he's flirting. Okay John you go and get yourself a girlfriend. Hope this relationship lasts (it probably won't). Looks like Sherlock is interfering with the date... goddammit. Oh fuck the second hand embarrassment is killing me.

The yellow filter is ass. Stop this. Also is that a goddamn crossbow. It is. Sarah is also... a character. I guess. Very dull and uninteresting, clearly only there for John's character arc. Is this how most — if not all — of the women are going to be?

John you're in a room with a killer that has seen your face. There is no way this ends well. Also expecting Sherlock to get a gun to his head or something. Never mind he almost gets a sword to the face. WATSON YOU'RE A BETTER FIGHTER THAN THIS-- Oh Sarah is a badass. Okay, I guess she has a bit of a character.

Sherlock you need to eat. Also please stop being an ass to Sarah she's trying to help-- in fact she's actually helping!!!

Nice callback to the first episode, Sherlock knows German! Also this is canon to the books! He knows a ton of European languages as does Watson! Although Watson's Italian is canonically worse than Holmes'.

Thats not Holmes knocking at the door. Aaaand Watson is down. Watson abducted? Is Sarah a double agent? Sherlock is going to go apeshit. Never mind Sarah isn't. This relationship isn't going to last-- creepy camera lady just called Watson "Holmes". Oh yeah, this relationship is not continuing. Sorry John.

Sherlock Holmes to the rescue! Kinda acting like Batman but this is also accurate to the books! Really nice touch to show off his ability to confound his enemies in combat. Also add one to three "John has killed a man to protect Sherlock" counter.

"Don't worry. Next date won't be like this." IF THERE IS A NEXT DATE???? WHAT????

Accidentally posted early at this point but I'm just editing the post.

PA Lady has the hairpin. Oh my God, she has the hairpin. It's over a thousand years old.

Oh look someone just left a cipher mark outside. Is this a goddamn Moriarty thing? Are they only here because of Moriarty? I need to make a separate rant about Moriarty at some point because the entirety of the Sherlock Holmes fandom just latched onto him when CHARLES MILVERTON WAS ALSO RIGHT THERE

Anyhow that's episode 2 done. Feels really kinda racist, John gets to do more but also is kinda not smart sometimes, and Sherlock is an ass. Oh and Moriarty cameo. Yippee... see y'all for episode 3 later. Sun signing off

[fractallogic]

I had the strangest goddamn dream last night

It was back at the resort just after mc’s wedding. I was hanging around with my Finnish boyfriend (…wtf) who made a joke about “I want to put my balls in your uterus!” and I was like lol well yeah sounds good we haven’t had sex yet, that’d be great

Turns out what he actually meant was “I want to artificially inseminate you” and he had invited his entire family, because this procedure would take place in a big theatre, which I didn’t realize until I was being walked to the examination room past all of his friends and family congratulating me. I figured out what was going on and I turned back to him FURIOUS saying things like “we’ve talked about this, I never want kids, I never want to be pregnant, I thought we were going to finally have sex” and he’s embarrassed and runs away, and his family is furious with me and refuses to tell me where he’s gone or to talk to me at all.

MEANWHILE my shitty ex Q is there too and tries to do the “I’ll sweep you off your feet in a time of distress” thing saying things like “I would never make you do this, my family still loves you”. He also happens to now be a super hyper religious pastor, so it’s also god’s will that we get married. I keep explaining no, you’re an asshole, god is fake, I don’t want to be with you, I just need to find my Finnish boyfriend and talk to him. Q is so mad, but I’m like hey listen never mind I’ll meet you at the pre-dinner snack, you go ahead and I’m just gonna go shower.

At THAT point, I go back to the bridal suite hoping that mc is still there and I can tell her my woes and also use her shower to clean up. Instead, one of my childhood friends, now an acquaintance, is getting married instead. I ask her if I can use her shower and she’s like yeah sure. I spend a very long time shaving my legs with a pen cap, which of course works because it’s a dream. Eventually she leaves the room and people keep asking me who I am and why I’m there, and get really grumpy with me when I’m like “no seriously B said I could be here”. Eventually I finish and leave to go wandering around the building to try to find my Finnish boyfriend, who now in my dream’s mind’s eye looks a lot like dorito (but I also keep thinking wtf dorito is Norwegian, not Finnish).

I find mc and she goes around looking with me for a while before she has to go find or do other stuff. It’s easy to find his family because they’re for the most part wearing blue and white hockey jerseys with his number (88) on them. If any of them see me looking at them, they glare and turn away. EVENTUALLY I find a friend from college, who is Finnish in real life, who is also Finnish boyfriend’s brother. I beg him and his wife to help me and he’s at first like “no way, you hurt my brother, you fucked up, how dare you trick him”, but I keep pestering him and he’s finally like “okay. You can’t have his phone number, but he was going to our rooms. Or maybe the library. I don’t remember.” I give the brother my phone number, my email address, and my room number, and say “PLEASE let me know if you’re able to find him”, and then I head toward their rooms (no one is there) and then the library.

I go through the whole library and tons of people are there socializing, and Q is there typing up his next sermon on a computer. Finnish boyfriend is not there, and somehow the whole library knows about it and will not tell me where he is. I run out to an escalator and try to find my way back to my room, or mc’s new room, or somewhere friendlier, and I run into Finnish boyfriend’s best friend Maria. I’m like MARIA please I am so sorry I just want to find him and apologize and explain myself, and she’s like no fuck you you’re a horrible person. She goes down the escalator and I do not.

At some point during this dream, I find myself outside and 100% lost, because I’d gone out to the beach to look for him there and started following signs to the main restaurant. I’m exhausted and sad and am giving up.

Dream time skips forward, though, and I’m standing in the middle of a hallway (or maybe sitting on a bed) with him and his brother explaining that I just want to have sex with him and that he KNOWS I don’t want babies, but he was like yeah but I thought you changed your mind, and I was so excited we could do it with my whole family here, and I was like well, that’s also kind of creepy because they’ve seen you naked but I’ve never met them. He’s really resistant until his brother’s wife goes “yeah no that’s not okay” and he has a change of heart because he admires her.

And then I wake up. And let me tell you, I am exhausted. My alarm at 8:30 went off at some point and I turned it off, and fell back asleep until almost noon.

I am so goddamn tired.

[castieltrash1]

Hi tati! It's Gen! First off, have a valentine:

Anywho: I shall be greedy and ask for a ship for Marvel and the breakfast club, with a guy please! I'm 5'2 with short brown hair (I feel like if I tell you how I describe my hair I'm a pick me girl but I'm gonna tell you: cola colored. Because it's brown with a red tint like the last drops of coke in a coke bottle, and brown eyes, and as I call them: Clark Kent glasses. They're big and dumb, but I need them to see though.

I absolutely despise the cold, and I adore bagels. I do enjoy reading (wish I could do it more though) and I'm writing again! I like learning about mostly-forgotten history because someone gets to remember the people who aren't remembered. Plus sometimes people do dumb stuff and I get a laugh out of it. I'm trying very hard to listen to everyone so they can have someone, it's only fair. People deserve to be heard.

And also they deserve 100 dollars, if I were rich I'd give everyone on earth except for the super bad people 100 dollars, then I'd cycle back and give everyone another 100 dollars. That is my literal dream. I really like to find the good in everything. Athletic? Almost entirely not but I have upper arm strength from building a shed. I miss when I did ballet though. I really also enjoy baking! And listening to music. I also enjoy sweaters. They're beautiful and soft and warm. So nice. I should probably sleep more but I've got a million ideas and only so much writing ability. A little note before I finish typing: I've literally been inexperienced in any type of romance. It's never happened for me. Okay thanks I'm nervous now! Sorry for going on a tangent!

Happy Valentine's day! I love you, you're amazing, thanks for being you! Have a good day :)

gen, u and the other anon are godsends for waiting 7 months for me to answer this pls ily <3 also the running theme of these boys is so funny teehee

(THIS IS A SHIP ASK FROM VDAY SO PLS DONT SEND ME THESE LOL)

for marvel, i ship you with...

peter parker!

let’s be honest, you two are perfect for each other. some may say you’re too similar but you shouldn’t listen to them - you and peter are made to be together! first of all, you guys make an adorable couple - especially when peter wears his edith sunglasses and you both rock the frames. when the both of you aren’t just being two absolute cuties, you’re most likely rambling about some cute topic that no one else would bother talking about: “no, if a dog wore pants, it’d be on all four legs!” etc. you’re also constantly doing work for others - walking an old lady across the street, cooing at a crying baby in the grocery store, helping a fellow student with their flunking grade; you name it, you and peter are there teaming up and solving the day! he’s not very experienced with romance either, so while it may take a while for him to admit he’s crushing on you, your mutual pining style friendship will develop into a heart-warming relationship eventually! then you can share sweaters, listen to music, and giggle while peter attempts an arabesque. he swore he could do it, so he will!

for the breakfast club, i ship you with...

brian johnson!

AGAIN, you guys are meant to be and i will take 0 criticism <3 we’ll be honest and say you met while dramatically failing at gym, bonding quickly over your shared hatred for the class. then, you’re complimenting one of brian’s sweaters and it just snowballs from there! you can’t blame him for falling so quickly - it’s not every day a nerd like him gets attention from a cute girl like you! plus, you enjoy learning things, don’t have a boyfriend (or ex), and you’re the kindest person at school! fellow students have grown used to seeing you guys whisper amongst each other in the library during lunch, brian rambling over a new math formula he learned while you excitedly tell him about the obscure historical event you’re researching for a paper. he’s also super touchy once you guys are official and loves lying in the park with you and listening to music and then dancing in the grass (and kissing. a lot of kissing.)

bonus!!!! for dead poet's society, i ship you with...

steven meeks!

listen, i have 0 clue how to do characterization for dps bc i only watched it recently and there are No Girls basically so ??? but all i can say is steven is in love with you and would make you a radio and call you his swan queen or some other cheesy ballet-referencing pet name.