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glazesunflower · 9 months

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Welcome back!! I hope you enjoyed your well deserved rest (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡! If it may not be so much to ask may I request an x fem reader scenario where Jean/Lisa and Eula try to point out to the reader that there's something on their face (by tapping their own cheek) but the reader mistakes it as the girls asking for a kiss.

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Accidental Cheek Kiss

Characters: Jean and Eula x Fem!Reader.

Warnings: None that apply!

Notes: Sorry for the wait, I've been overcome by sapphism and wrote a 55k word fanfic in the last 2 weeks but now I'm back to tumblr reqs. I hope you enjoy!

The evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over Mondstadt, the city of freedom.

You and Jean were enjoying a peaceful walk through the city, hand in hand, enjoying each other's company and the soft touch of your fingers intertwined. You had been eating ice cream before. The weather is starting to warm again in this beautiful city and Jean was kind enough to treat you to a delicious snack.

You must’ve accidentally not wiped your face accordingly, because Jean notices a small smudge of chocolate on your cheek. Being the polite woman she is, she dearly doesn’t want to embarrass you, so she gently taps her own cheek when you look at her, silently indicating the smudge.

To you though, seeing your girlfriend smiling softly at you and tapping her cheek meant a different thing entirely.

"Oh, Jean, you want a kiss?" You say, smiling playfully.

It’s adorable how fast Jean’s cheeks flush.

"Oh, no, I was just trying to point something out on your face.” Her voice is quiet, like she’s sharing a secret with you. “There's a bit of chocolate, I believe."

Your lips bloom into a smile, your heart warmed by the sweet expression in her face.

"Well, I think you deserve a kiss for being so sweet.” You lean to her playfully, watching the pink in her cheeks deepen delightfully. “Come here."

Before she can reply, you surprise Jean with a gentle kiss to her lips.

Jean melts into the kiss, her tense expression defrosting in your hands as your soft lips meet hers, her eyes fluttering close to the sweet sensation of your gentle touch against her skin.

When you pull apart, Jean’s cheeks are blooming with pretty crimson colors. She stammers.

"W-well, thank you for the kiss, but… Really, there's something on your cheek."

She insists, and you let out a chuckle.

"Oops, I guess I got carried away.” You say softly, wiping your own cheek where, effectively enough, there was a bit of chocolate from before. “Sorry, Jean."

But Jean’s lips curve into a soft smile, one of those that she gifts for your eyes only during the late hours of the evening, a window to the harbor of affection she holds for you deep inside.

“It's quite alright. Your surprises are always welcome, my love.”

And just like that, you interlace your fingers with hers again and you resume your strolling around the city. From the corner of your eye you notice that Jean is still flustered by your sudden kiss, and the thought makes you feel bubbly inside. She is usually the composed and level-headed one, but you have come to realize you have a way of turning her thoughts into a whirlwind of emotions, and you exploit this fact more often than not.

You lean against her, your shoulders brushing.

"You know, Jean, you're really cute when you get flustered."

And just like that, you can hear Jean swallow before she speaks, trying to regain her composure.

"I-I am not cute. I am the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, after all.”

"Oh, so the mighty Jean does get flustered sometimes?" You’re incessant.

"Alright, fine, perhaps I do.” Jean’s gaze softens, finding your eyes. “But only around you."

"Good to know I have that effect on you.” Your smile is bright, like you’ve won the most expensive prize at a fair. You intend to keep winning. “But you know what? You're cute when you're flustered, and you're even cuter when you smile."

You watch Jean’s blush deepen in silent delight, relishing in the way her fingers twitch in yours. Her smile doesn’t falter.

"You always know how to make me smile, even in the most unexpected ways."

As the night grows darker, you continue your walk, sharing laughter and affectionate glances now and then, here and there. The city lights illuminate your path as you walk, but the real light comes from the warmth you feel for each other.

"You know, Jean, I love these quiet moments with you."

You allow the truth to settle in the comfortable space between you, and Jean’s eyes find yours, evidently affectionate.

"As do I. It's in these moments that I feel closest to you."

You lean your head on her shoulder, closing your eyes briefly and taking in the entirety of her close to you.

"Thank you for being a part of my life, Jean."

"And thank you for being a part of mine, my love."

You take in the softness of her voice, and you think of how your love has been a beautiful journey filled with surprises, laughter, and, of course, a touch of endearing fluster when Jean allows it.

With you by her side, Jean feels a happiness she had never held so close to her chest before. And your love will continue to grow, guided by the genuine affection you hold for one another, as you navigate the beautiful and unpredictable path ahead in the hand of the one you love most.

It’s a beautiful starry night in Mondstadt, and Eula is enjoying a peaceful stroll along the city's illuminated streets. With you, of course, her beloved girlfriend. The night breeze dances playfully around the two of you as you talk about everything and nothing and your quiet laughter fills the night air with ease.

Eula notices a tiny speck on your cheek, probably a remnant of the dinner you’ve just shared together, and decides to gently point it out. With a faint blush dusting her cheeks, Eula taps her own cheek in hopes that you notice and wipe it off.

However, you misunderstand the gesture and think Eula is asking for a kiss. What other thing can this sweet gesture possibly mean, right?

Feeling a rush of excitement and thinking you understood Eula's intentions, you easily lean in and plant a surprise kiss on Eula's cheek, your lips warm and full of affection for her.

Eula is instantly taken aback, her beautiful eyes widening in surprise and her face flushing a shade of pink that matches the setting of the sun beyond the two of you.

"E-Excuse me! I-I didn't mean…"

Eula stammers, her usually composed demeanor momentarily lost in the whirlwind of emotions, her cheek still feeling the ghost of your lips upon it.

Seeing her surprised expression, the misunderstanding dawns on you.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I thought you wanted a kiss!"

You’re quick to say, leaning away from her a little.

Embarrassment fills the air as the two of you look at each other, both caught in a mix of flustered emotions blossoming brightly under your cheeks.

But then, you watch the birth of a smile in Eula’s gentle lips.

"No, no, it's quite alright.”

She says, her voice surprisingly soft and tender after a moment of gathering her thoughts. Though your cheeks still feel flushed, you clear your throat, feeling a tinge of relief.

"I hope I didn't offend you. It was just a misunderstanding."

You watch Eula shake her head, locks of beautiful blue hair falling over her shoulders at the motion. Her sharp eyes soften when they meet yours.

"Not at all. It's just… I wanted to tell you that there was something on your cheek, but it seems I've muddled my intentions."

You feel the tension ease and you chuckle softly.

"Well, you definitely surprised me, that's for sure."

"I apologize for any confusion," Eula says sincerely. Then, her smile grows into something bolder. "But if you'd still like that kiss you offered, I would be more than happy to oblige."

And you can’t help but smile warmly, reaching out to cup Eula's cheek with your tender touch.

"I would love that."

You whisper before leaning in and giving Eula a gentle kiss on the lips, relishing in her warmth under your tender skin, the familiarity of it and yet the exhilaration it brings to your every bone.

Eula's eyes widen once more, her cheeks growing an even deeper shade of red at your contact. But this time, she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she allows herself to savor the sweet and unexpected moment, the warmth of your affection warming her heart like the rays of the sun over the slope in the cold Dragonspine.

As the night continues, you and Eula walk hand in hand, your hearts fluttering with newfound emotions and a connection deepened by a simple misunderstanding that turned into a precious memory. Under the stars of Mondstadt, you feel ever so certain that your love for her and her love for you will continue to grow with the ebb of time, turning every moment together into a wonderful experience.

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dailydegurechaff · 10 months

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What is Marry like in this AU of yours?

God I fucking hate Tanya von Degurechaff so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every piece of propaganda she's in, every photo, every parade, every video, she's got this painfully serious, annoying as shit, fuckass blank look on her stupid fucking face. Absolutely no part of her ugly as sin piece of shit appearance is endearing. Her stumpy fucking legs? How the hell is someone that fucking short. Her dumb little silver wings medal? Her shitty, round bastard face? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking ANTENNAE that no person in her company has EVER FUCKING TRIED TO FIX FOR HER IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate her. I hate her so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a White Silver toy or a propaganda poster or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little war criminal into the fucking sun. "tee-hee! I'm Tanya, the White Fucking Silver, I like war crimes". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like a shithead little brat. Your dumb fucking antenna hair makes your whole shitty head look like an unkempt street cat. I hate your dumb fucking little button nose and your stupid, stern blue eyes and your over-the-top no-nonsense hardass asshole personality. Any time she smiles it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know she's just a single fucking child soldier in a giant fucking empire’s army, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether a tiny piece of a greater evil. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing propaganda utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate her. I hate her on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Tanya the Evil is, for all intents and purposes, a single facet of the army subjugating the world- a propagandized pawn distilled into the single, hateable form of a shining ideal soldier for every other imperial scumbag to emulate. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate her so much. I hate her so, so fucking much. I want to light her ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat her to death with the butt of the gun she stole off my father. I want to punch her to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that her existence as a war hero is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this sinful child

(x)

#i know its tanyas birthday but here i am posting abt mary's seething hatred #you can read this as genuine rage or angry gay pining either characterization is acceptable to me #to answer your question: still hates tanya #tbh you can answer just about any question regarding the “canon” of dailydegu by asking urself this one question #“what is the funniest possible outcome to any situation?”#dailydegu is basically a comedy at this point #mary sue #mary sioux #mary #youjo senki #the saga of tanya the evil #ask #joshtr2000 #bonus doodle

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alfiely-art · 4 months

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God I fucking hate Makoto Kagutsuchi so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid baby face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking pants? Who the hell makes a homunculus with purple pants. His dumb flaily fucking twink arms? His shitty, baby bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking VACANT FOREHEAD that no homunculus has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Makoto or a Makoto gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Makoto the fuckshit masked man, I like warm baths". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Izuru Kamukura summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking pink tongue and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking sympathetic villain character in a stupid fucking video game, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the masked dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking mask. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional twink

#copypasta #shitposting #yomi hellsmile #makoto kagutsuchi #if you want the original post ill tell you just. be prepared.#rain code #master detective archives: rain code #raincode #mdarc #meme #shitpost #copypaste #raincode spoilers #mdarc spoilers #long post

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celticcatgirl2 · 2 months

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God I fucking hate Vegeta so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully smug, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid scrunkly face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking hairline? Who the hell makes a "bad boy" boy friend of the main girl with a hairline like that. His dumb short ass stumpy legs? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking POINTY HAIR STANDING UP IN ONE DIRECTION that no Saiyan has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Vegeta or an Vegeta gif or a shitty goddamn anime clip, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Vegeta the fuckshit monkey fucker, I am the prince of all Saiyans ". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like the grumpy troll from trolls world tour summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking creased forehead and your stupid, empty souless eyes and your over-the-top douchey ass arrogant asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking Shonen anime, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the Prince of all shitfucks is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking scouter. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional alien

#shut up alex #personal #dragon ball #shit post #shitpost #dragon ball z #dragon ball shitpost #dragon ball z shitpost #pro yamcha #yamcha positivity #yamcha #dragon ball shit post #dragon ball z shit post #anti vegeta #anti vegebul #vegebul critical #this is based on that one post about Olaf that’s a meme lol

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sh4tt3rg1rl · 4 months

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God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's movie, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman

i agree with every word

#ik its a copypasta btw #xeyasks

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icefireanimates · 25 days

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what.

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moonlitempty · 7 months

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Shaun of the Dead (2004), Dir. Edgar Wright, Starring Simon Pegg, and Nick Frost.

A romantic comedy, with zombies.

For a while now, I have kept movie entries in my personal journal, it feels like a tangible way to commemorate and preserve a movie I feel deserves such attention, and even before I started that habit, I was intimidated by the entries for The Cornetto Trilogy.

All three movies were just so special and influential to me, and physical writing has a tendency to, y’know, get fucked up, so it was a struggle figuring out a way to both preserve my love for these films on my journal, and make it look mildly cute. Safe to say, I think I’ve achieved said balance.

This is the entry for Shaun! I tried to feature a lot of blood splatter/bloodstain motifs, in accordance to the movie obviously, and you might think the b&w colour scheme of the printed images was intentional, but the sad and almost hilarious truth is that it was a limitation! My printer is a laser printer, and those can’t do colours. So I tried to reach a monochromatic style with these entries, where I highlight one single colour that I think is reminiscent of the movie. For Shaun, it was obviously red.

I am not a movie critic (even if I like to think I am), so the personal thoughts section of the entry may come off as shallow or void of detail, I’m sorry about that! But if we’re honest, at this point in time, my love for these films should not be a point of doubt, even if my written thoughts are lax at best.

I remember the first time I actually *heard* of Shaun of the Dead, it was via a kill count video on youtube, and even then I was intrigued by it, all the love and praise I had heard directed towards it was something that drew me in, I didn’t actively search out the movie just yet, I just kept it as a mental memo that I’d get to later.

Then, on one magical night, and by pure fate, I stumbled upon the film on cable TV, I was channel hopping and seeing the title on the screen made my eyes light up, this was my chance to see what all the *fuzz* was about. So I didn’t hesitate and I changed the channel from VH1, to experience the Shauning. My life changed at that instant.

Shaun of the Dead was the most charming and charismatic film I had seen up until that point, I had heard about how flawlessly it was edited and how well every single joke landed, but experiencing said praises in the flesh was phenomenal, and Simon’s role as Shaun was instantly memorable and you could say he was the thing that hooked me in. He was so cynical and snarky, yet caring and loving of the band of misfits he was surrounded by. Though Nick as Ed was also an incredibly charming experience.

I remember just being completely entranced by everything surrounding the film, the movie kept going on and on and I kept finding stuff to love about it. The fact that it was clearly a movie that didn’t take itself too seriously as to be a de facto horror movie, yet it still conveyed emotions in a serious and profound way just really stuck a chord with me, and I’m sure everyone already praises this particular quality, but the quick, snappy and dynamic directing and editing choices characteristic of Edgar Wright are just lovely.

They manage to make the movie feel novel and it hooks you in, without risking making it feel overwhelming and too distracting. And I haven’t even mentioned the score and songs featured in the movie! While the film is perfect on a purely visual standpoint, the accompanying music on every scene elevates the overall feel of the scene you happen to be watching. Whether it be the mundane feeling of Shaun’s daily life, or the dread of the slow realisation that something ain’t quite right in London, or the inspiration and undying will to keep surviving and overcoming.

Frankly, I could go on and on and on about how much I adore this film, about how much it helped me deepen the love I have for filmmaking, and how much it even inspired to purchase filmmaking. But let’s be blunt, you guys probably don’t want to read my ramblings any longer, (but if you do for any reason, do let me know! I love feeling like my opinion matters in any way).

So, Shaun of the Dead! If I could, I’d screen you to any person who even breathes in my direction, I love you so much and I’m sure I’ll rewatch you as soon as I get the TV to myself.

10/10.

#the cornetto trilogy #simon pegg #nick frost #edgar wright #shaun of the dead #journal #movie journal #movie #writing #this is a soliloquy at this point #incoherent ramblings #ramblings #screaming at the void #talking to myself

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subskz · 1 year

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.... I'M BACK.

NEED TO FUCK CHANNIE EVERYWHEREEEEE CAN'T KEEP MY HANDS OFF OF HIM CAN'T KEEP MY HANDS OFF OF HIM CAN'T KEEP MY HANDS OFF OF HIM

riding him cowgirl style and watching the way his cute angelic face scrunches together in concentration, his mouth hangs open in awe bc everything feels good and he hesitantly places his hands on your hips, just to feel you there

need to ride him on the bed and HE WOULD BE THE TYPE TO DO THAT BEAR HUG THING, PULLING YOU DOWN ONTO HIS CHEST AND WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND YOU, NEEDING TO FEEL YOU CLOSE, WANTING TO HUG YOU AND SHOW AFFECTION THIS WAY AND I'D EATTTT ITTTT UPPPPPP BARK BARK BARK

need NEEEEEED him to cling onto you while you're bent over the table, or sink or anything and he's so desperately rutting against you, squeezing the fat on your thighs, tummy, breasts, EVERYTHING..... imagine taking one of the hands that's wrapped around you down to your pussy and making him rub your clit.... HE'D CHOKE. HE'S SO SHYYYYY EEEEEE ARGH AEGJ ABRL BARK AVRK

NEED TO FUCK HIM IN A CAR IN A SECLUDED, PRIVATE SPOT HE QUICKLY SWERVED INTO BC YOU LITERALLY CAN'T KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM AND HE CAN'T CONCENTRATE AND HE WOULD DESPERATELY GRIND AGAINST YOUR CLOTHED MF CORE BC HE'S RILED UP BUT MOST OF ALL HE JUST WANTS YOU TO TAKE THE INITIATIVE AND REMOVE AN LAYER YOU WANT ARGH ARGH BARK GAEK AVRK

WANT HIM TO LAY ON THE EDGE OF THE BED, LEGS CROSSED AND UP AGAINST YOUR SHOULDERS AND I WANT TO REACH HIS PROSTATE W MY STRAP SO DEEP LIKE I'M TRYING TO REACH THE DEEPEST PART OF HIS SOUL AND OVERTAKE IT LIKEEEEE HE NEEDS TO FEEL THE STRAP IN HIS THROATTTTTT AND IT MAKES HIM ALL CHOKED UP OUT OF LOVE AND PLEASURE EEEEEEEEEEE BANGS HEAD AGAINST WALL BANGS HEAD AGAINST WALL BANGS HEAD AGAINST WALL

I'M GOING INSANE.

IT’S THAT TIME OF THE DAY AGAIN…BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN GET OVER HERE‼️ literally every one of these scenarios has me a different flavor of unwell oh my god you are so determined to send us all spiraling w u 😵‍💫

the hesitation before resting his hands on your hips got me so good…he’s so insatiable when it comes to physical touch but even so his hands still hover over your skin in uncertainty and big eyes look up to you for permission for even the most innocent of touches ㅠㅠ a polite and thoughtful angel even when he needs you so bad

THE BEAR HUG….ENOUGH </3 channie is not content unless every last one of his senses is fully overcome w just you…nestling his face in the crook of your neck and breathing in your scent, pawing and grabbing at any part of your body he can get his hands on, and somehow still begging for more through all his gasps and whines 💔 and i’m actually abt to lose it thinking abt his reaction to you guiding him to touch you, he absolutely would choke!! the way he’s still so shy and flustered despite the fact that you are literally having sex just makes it all the more adorable

the thought of his legs crossed up on your shoulders is actually the final straw for me are you kidding…he feels so small and secure in that moment bending to your every will he might even get a lil emotional abt it ㅠㅠ he wants to feel you so hard and deep inside him that any time he’s around you for the next few days he can still feel the effects of it, getting turned on all over again <33

#ask #catboy anon #💌 channie #channie. *blows up and dies*

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libraryofbabel-postlocator · 10 days

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God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's movie, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman

It's over 3200 characters so it's split up but the first half is on page 194 of volume 24 on shelf 5 of wall 4 of hexagon (below cut) (second part is also below the cut)

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#post located #requests

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minnowtank · 4 months

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God I fucking hate Sidon the Zora so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every cutscene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid shark face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking leg fin skirt? Who the hell makes a fish guy with leg fins like that. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard hammerhead-head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking PINK “NOSE” that no anthropomorphic fish has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Sidon or a Sidon gif or a shitty goddamn TikTok edit, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Sidon the fuckshit fish fucker, I love my empty no-homo void of a wife". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Bruce from Finding Nemo summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking fishtail hair makes your whole shitty head look like an anvil with a tumour. I hate your dumb fucking nonexistent pink nose and your stupid, half-hidden eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's video game, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is altogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of sexy character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the shark dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless fuckable video game side character fandom wank distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking tail head. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional fish.

#copypasta #🐟#totk #botw #loz #LMAO sorry for tagging #totk salt #totk critical

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judeswhore · 11 months

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Okay but since you’re always stealing his stuff and he can’t really steal your dresses 😂 so he just steals one of your necklaces that has like your initial or something on it and he just wears it around his wrist or something and you’re like I’m gonna die???

if he did this to me i wld die🫠🫠u notice that it’s gone missing but u just assume u left it some place else and then one day ur laying together and he’s got his arm dangling over ur shoulder and ur playing w his fingers and fiddling w all the fan bracelets he has and then u see ur necklace that he’s wrapped between them and ur just so overcome w emotion and think it’s so cute and he’s just a little shy abt it, shrugging and brushing it off like “just wanted a bit of u w me, u know?”

#hey jude :)

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alastairstom · 10 months

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Intimate Thomastair Headcanons (N/S/F/W)

...As promised many moons ago. I'm asexual, sorry if these are lame. They took a long time because I wanted to write them in a mindful, character-driven way. I hope they're not disappointing.

(Note: a few of these points do talk about past sexual trauma because of Charles. These could potentially be triggering, so I am putting them in green font. You can choose to read the green ones or not. Ball's in your court. The other ones do not contain triggering content.)

If you've read either of my E-rated Thomastair fics here and here, you'll know this one and hopefully have gotten a good laugh out of it. They talk about sex using old-timey, outdated sex euphemisms. This starts as a funny way to make Thomas feel more comfortable voicing his needs and talking about sex. They share a love of language and a good sense of humor surrounding that. But as Thomas becomes bolder, it becomes a sort of inside joke. They get more and more purposely ridiculous with sex euphemisms and dick slang. For example, I think Alastair calls Thomas's dick a "plum tree shaker" in one of my fics, which is a euphemism from the 1600s. It feels very Them to me.

I think that because of their pasts and their traumas, sex does not feel like the most intimate part of their relationship. There are emotional intimacies like sleeping next to each other* and talking and comforting each other as they heal and process that trauma. There are even daily routines that feel more raw and vulnerable, especially for Alastair who could not fathom anyone ever wanting to share an actual life with him beyond sex. I think that sex is more of a "let's have fun like we always do" thing for them, it's just another activity for them to enjoy together. Because they always have fun together, so why not do it this way, too?

* Sleeping next to Thomas feels especially intimate for Alastair, because he thought no one would ever want to before.

This one's not as happy or cute, so I'm sorry. But I think that Alastair absolutely has a very complicated relationship with sex because of his traumatic relationship with Charles. There's some canon evidence to support this, imo, when he's standing on the rooftop and seems to think that Thomas does not genuinely like him even after they're intimate. Also, when Charles first comes over in ChoG, he insinuates that Charles must want sex because there's no other reason for him to come over. So I think that Alastair likely simultaneously views sex as something that "makes him valuable" in a relationship, and something that he is good at, but also as something that he could feel used after if not given the appropriate care. I think that this is going to be a long road to overcome, but I'm sure that Thomas is very patient and loving and comforting and makes sure that Alastair knows that he is not being used. He is loved. And Alastair understands that and enjoys being intimate with Thomas, because it makes him feel loved and respected. But he also has this weird view of sex because Charles messed up his sense of physical intimacy, and he'll need to work through that with Thomas's help.

Likewise, and this is the first NSFW Thomastair fic I wrote, I think that Thomas is hesitant to initiate a sexual relationship with Alastair after the infirmary scene because he does not want Alastair to feel like he is taking advantage of him. (Of course, Alastair does not think this and is touched by his regard, but Thomas is extremely considerate, as we know).

Let's switch gears, shall we? Amp up the spice here, decrease the trauma talk and sadness.

Anyway, Thomas likes swearing in Spanish. This is canon. So, lots of swearing in Spanish. Alastair thinks it's hot.

Alastair likes swearing in Persian, This is canon. So, lots of swearing in Persian. Thomas thinks it's hot.

In fact, they can dirty talk in like 10 different languages. It's great.

Alastair naturally is better at initiating sex because he's more experienced and more vocal. But he wants Thomas to be willing to do it, because he thinks it's important to be able to talk about sex with someone before you have it with them. So in the beginning, he tries to get Thomas to initiate, to kind of help him feel more comfortable. Once he gets there, it's about 50/50 for initiation, which is quite honestly the ideal state. This has some canon basis to me too because of Alastair making Thomas more bold and confident. Don't see why this wouldn't translate to sexy situations, too.

Part of this communication is naturally that Alastair will periodically talk about Charles (obviously not, like, during sex). It's something that haunts him a bit, and it's something that Thomas never wants him to shy away from because he thinks Thomas will be jealous or upset. Thomas wants to be there for his soulmate and understands that this is a Bad Thing That Happened, and he is not jealous. He is angry on Alastair's behalf. The way he sees it, Charles will probably never have a real conversation with Alastair again, and Thomas gets to go home to Alastair every day. So really, there's a clear winner here, and it ain't Charles fucking Buford.

They both insist on verbal consent every time. They're too important to each other not to.

I am getting cockblocked by a text block limit on bulleted lists, so I need to insert this line so Tumblr lets me publish the post. Fuck you, Tumblr.

Alastair's a naturally selfless person in canon. Don't see why this wouldn't translate to spicy situations, too. He loves giving pleasure, especially with his hands and mouth. Probably King of the Best Blowjobs/Handjobs Ever. He'll kiss Thomas everywhere and touch him all over until he feels super, super good. (You should read my 2nd smut fic if you like this one. Blowjob galore.)

Thomas always at least offers to repay the favor. He never wants Alastair to feel used again, not after Charles took and took from him.

Thomas initially Really Does Not Like how big things are. Alastair loves it. Alastair loves all of Thomas's body. Thomas almost cries when Alastair touches his body for the first time and tells him how beautiful his dick is. (I think this has canon basis because he almost cried in the carriage when Alastair called his chest beautiful, ngl.)

This is mutual. No one has ever called Alastair handsome before Thomas. Thomas adores how Alastair looks and feels, everywhere. Alastair never felt so treasured and teared up a bit.

They just genuinely adore each other's bodies. No lights off or sheets to hide under for them.

Also, constant comparisons to various classical statues. Like the sex euphemisms, these get more and more ridiculous over time.

Both of them are connoisseurs of gentle, loving sex. Watching how canonically sweet and tender they are with each other both physically and emotionally basically confirms this for me. Can't see either of them being rough or careless, even playfully or as a game. Don't think Alastair would like that after Charles, and don't think Thomas would be comfortable with it because of his size and anxiety.

DEFINITELY see a LOT of teasing, though. Like, a LOT of it. A LOT A LOT A LOT. Picking on each other playfully, willfully misunderstanding each other (a la 'take your clothes off,' 'okay, Angel, fine, I'll peel my socks off'), slow touches that aren't quite where the other one wants them but so so close, yup, that's the stuff.

And a lot of stupid interruptions to laugh that somehow does not ruin the mood and just makes it better.

Thomas is really comfortable with Alastair and is willing to ask for things and make requests and talk dirty while in the throes of passion. He gets embarrassed right afterward and Alastair is like reassuring him that it's good to express his needs, but Thomas worries that Alastair thinks poorly of him for it. He does not. The cycle repeats itself because Thomas is just too goddamn comfortable with Alastair.

I think that there are certain sex acts that Alastair might dislike at first because he associates them with Charles. Specifically, I think he may not like penetrative sex, because Charles seems like a kind of self-satisfying douchebag with 0 creativity. So they probably do other stuff like moving together, oral sex, mutual masturbation, etc instead.

They're really private about their sex lives, even more so than most people. Because it's something that's just for them, and they want to keep it between themselves. Matthew always fishes for deets. They make up wildly inaccurate falsehoods that are bold, obvious lies. This makes Matthew more determined.

Matthew never gets the tea. Such is his tragedy.

They have 100% had full-on sex in a carriage or twenty before.

That's it for me now, I hope you enjoyed these stupid little headcanons <3

#thomastair #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #headcanons #i would tag this as n s / f w but tumblr will apparently censor my blog if i do #so the cut will need to suffice sorry #anti charles fairchild

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raggedy-dxctor · 2 years

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Hey! I saw your last Nandor and s/o fic, so I thought I’ll request a cute one too :’))

Nandor’s birthday is coming and s/o wanted to surprise him with something which include his beloved creepy paper and glitter.

if you feed me w nandor requests wr are besties now x (sorry this might b a bit short im exhausted but desperate to write this. miht make a part 2 if ik unhappy w tje length of the fic <3)

Suprising Nandor for his birthday

pairing(s): nandor x gn!reader

warnings: slightly shorter than usual + not proof read

ok ok so i wholeheartedly believe that you and guillermo just had the exact same thought at the exact same tine and ran to eachother, blurting out your ideas at the same tine

"Guillermo!! thank the night i found you ok so i think we should-" "y/n!! just the vampire i was looking for ok so i think we should-" "throw nandor a suprise birthday party" it's said so simultaneously that someone would probably bet it was coordinated. and then you just look at eachother in excitment and shock and instantly get to planning

he immediately jumps at the opportunity to drag you to the store later that night and like he's so excited to finally go there with a somewhat modern and mostly same vampire

"guillermo?" "yes y/n?" "i have the strongest feeling that nandor adores this... paper" guillermo just gigles and throws several rolls in the basket. "he calls it creepy paper" he sliles fondly and you just. swoon on the spot "he's so dumb i love him, isn't it crepe paper??"

"oh!! guillermo we have to get this glitter for him!! he's gonna love it!!' "y/n it's alarming how well you know him..." you just smile and shrug, throwing several bottles of glitter onto the basket as guillermo just looks at you horrifiedm "what?! i can't get him glitter and not make a glitter portrait or two!'

the two of you spend hours making little boquets of like crepe paper flowers to give to nandor. you also make a little oragami hotse to give to him to remind him of jahan, then putting small amounts of glitter over your creations and writing nandor a personalised letter.

you give it to him and at first he's like "aww flowers thank you my dear" but then you tell him to look closer and he just gasps, his head shooing towards you as he runs, picks you up and twirls you around, thanking you for the special gift. and then you give him the glitter portrait of everyone that's based on a photo from last years party, everyone is in it? huddled together with smiles and party hats

he literally like faints on the spot, honestly he has to sit down to stop himself. it's like so genuinely thoughtful that he's overcome with emotion that je just leaps up, grabs your cheeks and ctashes his lips into yours? tears gently fallimg down his face slightly as he smiles softly. "thank you, my love. these are the best gifts anyone has ever given me"

as you oull away you can just hear nadja and laszlo teasimg you both slightly shouting "get a rook!!" or "ew!!", but both of you inow that the two's unbeatinf hearts clenched when they saw the gicts

#nandor #nandor the relentless #nandor x reader #nandor the relentless x reader #wwdits fanfic #wwdits #what we do in the shadows

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wanderlust-in-my-soul · 7 months

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Currently Watching - October

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 31.10.2023

Here you can find my weekly roundup that goes into a bit more detail about each episode. (On hiatus right now)

And a little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

I am happy about gif-requests 🌼

Here you can find all of my gifs.

And if you want to show me something you think I might like, just let me know with #josistag

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in September with MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. Boys Like Boys (4/10 on Gaga)

the story of eight taiwanese men who are on the search for love. It is messy and funny and of course I have my favorites! I wish I had waited for the show to finish, because then I could have watched the final and know if I can keep my hopes up or not...

2. Dangerous Romance (Ep 10/12 on Youtube)

The lovestory between a bully with daddy-issues and a boy who has nothing to lose and who is quite a badass.

3. I feel you linger in the air (11/12 on Gaga)

The lovestory that overcomes the time barrier between a rich man with the biggest heart-eyes and a time-traveller whose love life could have been better.

4. Kimi to Nara Koi wo Shite Mite mo / If it's with you (4/5 on Gaga)

The lovestory between Amane, a very open and sex-positiv young man with trauma that keeps him from allowing himself to fall in love with another person and Ryuji, the person he is attracted to and slowly starts to fall in love with.

5. Kiseki: Dear to me (12/13 on Viki)

The lovestories between a member of a mafia and a college boy and between two gangsters who have far too little screen time!

6. One Room Angel (2/8 on Gaga)

The lovestory between a man full of regrets and with a lost goal in life and an angel, who lost his memory and can't figure out what his real purpose is. Besides that, the angel can't fly anymore, because the emotions of people near him have negative or positive influence on him and Koki's emotions are quite negative.

7. You are mine (8/10 on Viki)

The lovestory between a very demanding chef, who terrorise his employees and his easygoing new male secretary who can give good massages.

Finished in October

Series

1. Bon Appetit (8/8 on iQiyi)

The lovestory between a chef and his neighbour, who are indeed college friends, but lost sight of each other. The chef has a very dedicated relationship to food and tends to overreact when it comes to act of services and the appreciation from the other person. The reason why I couldn't give this series a higher rate. It was cute and good acted and until ep 7 I would have given it a ten out of ten, but the end conflict was just stupid and I can't deal with it. So in the end an 8 out of 10 for me.

2. Wedding Plan (8/8 on iQiyi)

The lovestory between a groom and his wedding planner. I get why people don't like it, the main problem could have been solved way earlier and Lom was a little bit stupid, but I loved it. I love these two together and I love the tension and the chemistry and the story with some compromises. I won't defend it, but I will keep it in a special place in my heart. 10 out of 10 for me.

3. Taikan Yoho / My Personal Weatherman (7/8 on Viki and Gaga)

The lovestory between an emotionally complicated weatherman and his devoted, but also emotionally complicated partner. It was an interesting ride and I enjoyed it very much. It would be lovely if they could have communicated a little bit more about their dynamics, but in the end they did and I loved it! A 8,5 out of 10 for me.

4. Bump Up Business (8/8)

The lovestory between a k-pop duo, who start as a fake couple and develope feelings during their time together. I love the fact this is a project with OnlyOneOf and they play the leads and all the other characters. I love that there is infact a kiss. I love the idea behind this, the fake dating. But the series was too cringy for me. Eden is beautiful, but naiv and takes some time to get things. That can be adorable, but in combination with the, most of the times, colder Jihoon, who doesn't really show his real emotions, it can be a little bit difficult to watch. And the ending was a little bit...unspectacular... Just a 6,5 out of 10 for me.

5. Only Friends (12/12 on Youtube)

This series was such a let down for me. It started strong, but with the second half it lost its way. At least it felt like it had. The characters were all toxic af, but the only one who felt real consequences was Boston. That felt not right. Mew became such an unlovable character for me. Ray was using Sand and Sand was using Ray. And Top... Well, I kind of liked him in the end. But overall nothing I would recommend or rewatch. Only a 5 out of 10 for me.

Movie

1. Utsukushii Kare: Eternal (on Viki & Gaga)

The love story between Kiyoi, an upcoming actor and Hira, a soon to be photographer whose most beloved subject to take photos off is Kiyoi. And with the last installment of their relationship we finally see the growth I was waiting for, for them to be finally equal. A really well done closure for this series! 9 out of 10 for me.

Short Film

Rewatched in October

Dropped/On-Hold in October

1. Absolute Zero (3/12 on iQiyi)

The lovestrory between highschool sweethearts, whose love is not destined to last forever. And weirdly the lovestory between one of them travelling back in time and getting close to his future boyfriend...I am confused and a little bit weirded out. I don't like the vibe this story is giving me. So for now it is dropped...

Looking forward to in October

Sono Koi, Jihanki de Kaemasu ka? - Trailer (Oct 1st in theatres)

Kimi to Nara Koi wo Shite Mite mo - Trailer (Oct 5th on Gaga)

Utsukushii Kare: Eternal (Oct 7th on Gaga and Viki)

Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 - Trailer (Oct 7th on Gaga)

Boys Like Boys - Trailer (Oct 14th on Gaga)

Shadow - Teaser (Oct 31st on ViuTV)

Bump Up Business (no date yet)

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arigatonamuse · 9 months

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another week, another A3! re-read notes post

this time it's

Act 2 - A SUMMER of Overcomings! (pt1)

(warning: there's some Tenma salt, i'm sorry, it took him a while to grow on me and this re-read reminded me why)

Chapter 1

i am once again thinking about the A3! Timeline (someone stop me please)

Sakuya’s toast makes me so emotional

eheheheh Sakyo’s survey

Tsuzuru: “who did you scout?” Izumi, knowing full well that Tsuzuru’s annoyed by Kazunari: “teehee it’s a surprise!”

ksdjbvhdfvf i would love to see Tetsuro on stage

also smh Tsuzuru there are characters who don’t talk in stage, not everyone has to have lines (for example: Kattrin in Brecht’s Mother Courage and Her Children)

Chapter 2

heheh Kazu and Yuki time

ah Kazu beloved… you can afford to be a lil less shallow with Mankai, i promise honestly i do think that his reason for joining is okay? like yeah you can join into / try new things just because, but Mankai wasn’t in a position to afford that back then

fdgfchgvjhbk Kazu come on I do love how he didn’t lose his energy with the info that Yuki’s a dude

oh Yuki my dear Friendly McExtrovert won’t even be your biggest problem regarding troupemates in this arc

MUKU IS HERE

Tsuzuru vouching for Kazu despite everything

but also guys please don’t ignore my baby boy

baby boy

good, Muku, speak out for yourself!

It’s so weird to hear Muku and Yuki call each other by their last name now

Muku bby you haven’t auditioned yet, please don’t talk like that

Tenten!

Chapter 3

Tenma wtf’s up with that attitude you literally just went inside

Honestly i admire Izumi’s patience with him, i would’ve gone “look do you wanna be here or not?”

sdkhvbdfhv Yuki’s me

pot, meet kettle

istg if you don’t wanna be there you can just leave

Kazu you’re just calling him a nepobaby

i’m glad Yuki keeps calling him out, and even gladder when he did it after Muku felt like he had to apologise bc of his sigh

Muku bby no one said that

thank you, Yuki and Izumi

hm i’m puzzled about this line bc i did hear it change? I wonder what Izumi said in japanese

Chapter 4

kdbvhsdbvkd Yuki at least Izumi held an audition this time around

no one’s forcing you to be there! shut up!

mmmmm i don’t like this line

also idk if Tenma’s problem is not knowing how to read the room or just… knowing how to read it and not caring

ITARU AND CITRON FUDANSHI REAL?

haha hello fourth wall leaning Also Tsuzuru, you’re literally an RPF writer, you have no room to talk

the impulse to call Tenma a culicagado

thank you, Izumi

something something Sakuya’s acting having inspired THE Tenma Sumeragi

“halfway decent” those weren’t your words in Ep 1 Ch 35

why are you like this

Sakuya you’re too cute ;w;

Chapter 5

I do love how Kazu mentions Tsuzuru as a reason to stay at the dorms something something longing for a genuine connection something something Tsuzuru being important to him already

I’m glad Izumi double checked with the parents even when the kids tell her they have permission

i’d forgotten just how endearing Muku’s dad was

it would’ve been interesting to see Kazu and Yuki as roommates

“Savage, but valid!” is actually one of my fave reactions to things

but also something something Kazu being a people pleaser something something letting people walk over him and be “savages” to him because he’d rather take it and say it’s “valid” than to upset someone or rock the boat in any way

Chapter 6

SUMI TIME

ROOM 202 MY BELOVEDS

Chapter 7

i can’t contain my smile i love Sumi so much

i love Muku so much too

Kazu being friendly despite not knowing if Sumi’s a ghost or not will always make me feel warm

also i wanna highlight the fact that these people are barging into his space and screaming their lungs out and Sumi’s reaction is to offer them triangles you can’t get more kind hearted than that

I have the softest smile on my face just watching Misumi’s sprite slide around the screen

when a rando breaks into your dorm do you a) call the cops b) ask him to join your theatre troupe

i’m glad Izumi made the choice she made but it’s still so funny to me

ngl tho i do wonder if her choice has anything to do with the fact that Sumi just admitted that he has nowhere else to go

kinda wanna write a piece on the dehumanisation of Misumi now

Kazu and Muku the sweetest boys ever

Citron and Misumi being friendly to one another makes me feel so warm inside

Chapter 8

honestly i think that, for his first time, Yuki did pretty okay

(Muku was too anxious but still i do appreciate the effort very much)

MISUMI ACTING!

i will forever love the change between normal Misumi and acting Misumi

Misumi’s voice in his first etude w Tenma is so hot

Chapter 9

i love how Kazu treats Sumi so much, even when he asks something that seems airheaded like the “what’s Summer Troupe” question, Kazu takes his time to explain everything to him ;w;

okay i’d forgotten how cute their relationship was, they got me smiling like a fool now

i love Yuki’s comments and comebacks at Tenma so much this one’s one of my faves

this is an interesting line and i’m so curious about what it says on japanese i know he’s talking about manga, but tbh when you say “comic book hero” i think like Superman (or maybe it’s the MAWS brainrot) and i kinda doubt that’s what Muku meant here?

Chapter 10

is it me or are there… “mkyk could be victims of homophobia” implications here?

NO MUKKUN THAT’S NOT WHAT YUKI MEANT (he’s thinking the other way around)

it IS very cute that they all arrived together

honestly? yes, Muku, you should call an ambulance unless someone at Mankai has training to deal with it, you should call an ambulance (i am doing my best so i don’t go on a rant about what to do in emergencies based on my first responder training)

Sumi, no don’t feed an unconscious person, please don’t put anything in their mouths

Izumi i love you but that’s not how it works (says the person who faints and gets up a couple minutes later)

See, even if he’s just sleeping, the fall could’ve caused some damage to his body, so he does need to get checked

sorry Izumi but i’m with Matsukawa this time around, the generational gap IS something to be dramatic about

i LOVE how Kazu has got the solution for this, we love a nerd

Chapter 11

maaaaan i’m so emo at Muku’s general perception of himself his teammates were nice to him and seemingly just wanted to see him more often? but Muku still thinks he disappointed them and says that him possibly being a track star is silly and *cries*

also i don’t wanna be a nag but i think Muku should’ve told Izumi about his injury when he first joined, the practice could’ve maybe made it worse and i would HATE to see that happening (trainer brain: on)

Muku’s such a team player and someone who cares so much about others i love him

yEAH THEY STILL CARE ABOUT MUKU and i’m so upset about Muku not seeing it

Muku my boy, those kids seem to genuinely care about you, i don’t think they’d laugh at you

yes, thank you Izumi

YES IZUMI! i love how she hypes him up in this way

sobs in Floral Prince

he’s such a cutie

Chapter 12

oh man i’d forgotten how stiff Yuki and Muku’s acting was at the start

i feel so bad for Muku his anxiety is so bad ;-;

hm i do know that Muku’s always been timid and anxious but now i’m wondering if maybe his anxiety got worse after he had to quit track

i’m not gonna lose my temper i’m not gonna lose my temper i’m not gonna lose my temper i’m not gonna lose my temper i’m not gonna lose my temper i’m not gonna lose my temper HE’S SUCH AN ASSHOLE TO MUKU I CAN’T

everyone coming together to comfort Muku, thank you

THE START OF MISUMI GIVING TRIANGLES FOR COMFORT

Chapter 13

y’know i don’t get why “amateur” is a bad thing

i DO appreciate Tenma’s respect for Sakuya and trusting him with this

have you never heard of synergy?

what kinda directors has he had ‘til now to think like this????

lol i love Izumi’s reaction to his proposal

he’s so proud of it too lmao

Chapter 14

this kinda nitpicking i can stand i’m finally starting to relax lol

oughhhhh this line says so much about how Kazu performs in social environments too and aaaaaaaaaah Something something Kazu understands and sticks to his role of paripi but he stays on the surface and never tried to go deeper with / make something more significant out of any of the relationships he has

hey how much do y’all wanna bet that Kazu knows the right answer to this but acted like he didn’t?

Sumi giving Muku triangles makes everything right in my life

Muku is such a good boy he works so much and cares so much and and and ;w;

Chapter 15

oh i will need some mental strength to make it through this chapter

spoilt brat.

oh An’s gonna have a field day with this line lmao

fucking spoilt brat.

thanks, Yuki

i’m clenching my jaw so hard just to get through these scenes

ah this line

i know that it’s true, i know that Kazu knows it’s true but holy fuck this line always stings so bad

AND KAZU’S REACTIONS MAKE IT WORSE! HIM NOT KNOWING WHAT TO SAY AND TRYING TO BRUSH IT OFF STING SO BAD

my chest is actually in pain rn

Kazu having no way to defend himself against that comment because it’s true, and he knows it’s true, and any reaction he could have, be it going along with it or getting angry and defending himself, would prove that Tenma’s right and it would make Kazu’s mask slip completely

Chapter 16

Izumi is so much better at being a caring adult than i am

she’s also way kinder to Tenma than i would be ngl

which i guess was needed because we’re finally at the point where he starts getting better, thanks to her kindness and understanding

something something people grow and thrive better in a caring and understanding environment

okay i’m finally calm with this whole situation

Chapter 17

seeing Tenma try is so nice, actually, i’m relieved

YEY MUKU FOR MAKING IT

for once i do feel like Izumi, i can’t stop smiling either

Chapter 18

heheh fireworks (let’s ignore the fact that i don’t like fireworks because i do like this part very much)

sdkvhbhdfbv Kazu and Yuki being little shits is so fun

okay yeah Tenma’s very cute in this scene, him being both naive AND showing that he cares about the rest in his fear? good shit

Kazu is so right about Tenma missing out on school activities being a sad thing him being the one to point it out makes me wonder if he’s either speaking from experience (having focused so hard in his studies that he didn’t get to enjoy the social parts of middle school) or maybe just projecting? either way, i think this is a nice line to read with the knowledge we now have about Kazu, it kinda foreshadows the reveal that’s gonna come soon

oh i am SO fighting Kusumi for this one

LIKE LITERALLY WHAT WAS THE REASON WHY WOULD YOU NOT LET YOUR SON GO ON THOSE TRIPS? I DON’T SEE ANY REASON FOR THAT OTHER THAN PURPOSEFULLY BEING SHITTY IT’S NOT LIKE HE CARES ABOUT MISUMI BEING AROUND ANYWAY

Sumi sounds so happy when he brings up being nc with his family but then you look at how he feels about Madoka and… yeah ;-;

yes, thank you Kazu

i was gonna say Tenma was being tsun when he said they weren’t friends (yet) but he IS right, they’re not friends at this point, they just started being friendly

this scene (and CG) made me laugh a lil from joy

Chapter 19

oh Kazu… this… hm… (this is where i insert my “Kazu flirts to keep people at a distance” hc)

Yuki’s disdain for all things romance my beloved

for once we agree

i do appreciate that the messages all the boys send are vague enough to be interpreted as not flirty

except what Kazu wrote for Yuki, that one’s just annoying

Good intuition Izumi

hm do you guys think Kazu’s “making up for lost time” line applied to himself too? because him being the one to initiate the gossip session makes me feel like it does

Yuki’s disdain for all things romance my beloved (2)

ngl i always found the wording here a bit weird like he’s specifying about who he does like when he’s trying to clarify something about who he doesn’t like? my only guess is that it’s like this for the audience’s / fandom’s sake

everyone validating Yuki’s masculinity is so important to me, actually

wording here is also weird but it feels more in character

Sumi you’re too cute, never change please

n e ways this feels too yume-bait for me so i’ll stop commenting

Chapter 20

heh Sumi recognising Yuzo is so cute to me do y’all think Yuzo ever babysat him? i think that’d be cute

it’s very interesting to me that Yuzo’s criticism of Muku is not that he was bad or wrong in any way? but that he was gonna get overshadowed

hell yeah Yuki deserves all the praise for his work

Kazu too! He’s so talented

i love the designer duo, even if Yuki said no to teaming up and being a designer duo

#long post #a3! reading club #cam's rambles

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