#but I think its kind of stupid to be all 'how dare people get mad about parts of a character they like being ignored!' in your

[robocops-a-christ-allegory]

Im more angry about the “Making changes to a comic book character in a adaptation is normal and people angry about it just dont get it!” page in the Peacemaker miniseries because

1. You cannot convince me there were enough people genuinely mad about the changes made for this page to read as anything but making up a guy to be mad at

2. The changes made to Peacemaker for the show were mostly things like updating his backstory so it would make sense in 2022 and other inconsequential stuff. I dont want those changes forever in the comics just because I think his comics specific lore would be interesting to explore, but he’s still the same character and them being a thing in a Show is fine

3. Peacemaker is one of those characters who gets a soft reboot everytime he shows up in something. Its literally happening right now even though hes appearing in alot of stuff: hes different in doom patrol then how he was in suicide squad and Im sure hes about to be different in the green arrow miniseries too. He was different in blue beetle and even his stuff written all by the same writer kept having changes thrown in in between appearances, not to mention the version of Peacemaker everyone writes and knows of now is literally a reboot thats a parody of the way he used to be. Like whats the point.

[bauhaus-bae]

You doin TikTok trends to aot men:

(my favs)

Requests are open<3

Ft. The Blonde Brigade (Armin, Reiner, Jean)

No nsfw!! Some affectionate smooches is all and some gut wrenching, toe curling fluff.

Set in the current year!!

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ARMIN ARLERT: Ignore your bf and see what he does<3

“Y/n~” Armin was giddy coming through the door of your home “I brought you snacks and extra blankets!”

You smiled running to greet him at the door “Aww, you didn’t have to bring all this! I told you I could handle it!” He rolls his eyes placing the snacks on the table throwing the blankets on the couch. “Just shut up and accept my kindness, y/n!” He tackles you with a barrage of tickles and kisses until you’re laughing, gasping for air.

What a punk! You needed to get back at him for being so rude with his words, but oh what to do!

Just then you remembered a stupid little video you had seen earlier: You were going to ignore Armin!

That you did, and a little too well if he’d say so himself. Every time he tried to talk to you or grab your attention you went the other way. It was starting to make him mad.

“My love” he spoke in a song-like voice “Why are you being so quiet?”

Silence.

“Y/n. Why are you ignoring me?”

Must resist.

“Ok so I guess you wouldn’t mind if I ate all of your snacks.”

Your head dramatically turned in his direction “Don’t. You. Dare.” He beamed towards you grabbing one by one “Armin!” He giggled handing you one “That’s all you get. You deserve this for ignoring me.”

Your mouth falls wide open as you watch him. Is he being serious right now? Unfortunately, you couldn’t argue because he was right. So instead you ignored him for real.

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Reiner Braun: Kiss your best friend<3

You and Reiner were best friends, practically inseparable all throughout your childhood. So, when you came across a silly little trend you just knew you had to try it out! Especially since it’d help you confess your feelings to him.

“Reiner!” He looked in your direction his face unmoving. Most people would think he’s a jerk but, he’s just a little more private with his feelings, especially about his friends. He wouldn’t want you getting hurt now would he?

The two of you met up as usual going on about anything and everything until you ended up at his house, in his room, on his bed, watching TikTok cuddled up together. Your heads were put together you curled up by his side as he held the phone. He was currently laughing at some video of a cat arguing with its owner or something.

You seized the opportunity and brought your lips to his.

He was still for a moment before gently grabbing onto the back of your neck pulling you closer towards him. It was almost like a hungry animal.

“Y/n..” he breathily whispered “Reiner..”

He was holding onto you like his life depended on it. “I’m going to kiss you again is that’s ok..” you were a flustered mess nodding your head yes.

It was definitely ok.

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Jean Kirstein: Calling him bro<3

You were currently sat in your room upstairs waiting on your bf, Jean, to come home. You had been together for 4 years today and wanted to do something special, it was your anniversary after all.

He told you to wait and close your eyes when he came in so you knew it’d be a surprise.

“Honey,” he yelled through the door “I’m home!”

You held your hand over your eyes waiting for him to meet you upstairs “Can I open them now?” He laughed saying yes.

You opened your eyes only to be met with the most beautiful bouquet of pinky-red flowers covered in glitter.

“Babe..” he blushed pushing them further in your direction “Happy four years my love, I bought one for every day I realized how lucky I was to be in your life, to call you mine.”

You were behind tears, you couldn’t function. How did you end up with such a sweet man?

Better question is, how did he end up with such a troublesome girl?

“Oh my god bro, you’re so sweet!” He stops in his tracks raising a brow, maybe it just slipped. “I also got you this-” he stops pilling a mini bouquet of your favorite plush’s from behind the bigger bouquet.

“Thanks bro, I can’t believe you did all this!”

He clicked his tongue holding the bouquets over the railing of the stairs, you done made him mad.

“Girl stop playin, call me bro again” he sent you a playful glare almost begging you to say it “I bet you won’t”

Luckily, his girlfriend was just the cutest little thing ever!

“Bro you don’t have— NO!” He pretends to drop the flowers off the staircase laughing as your face twists to one of horror. “Jean, you asshole!”

He laughs walking towards your room setting the flowers on the bed “Oh darling you started it!”

You just laughed pulling him into a hug “You’re lucky I like you..bro.” He scoffed squeezing you tighter.

“I’ll fix that ‘bro’ situation later, for now let’s go to dinner.”

It’s safe to say dinner was great and you didn’t get thrown off the balcony of your house.

MASTERLIST

Requests can be made on the masterlist<3

[roses-dreams-andthorns]

Hello! Can I request a reader that has the same power as Chuuya from BSD? (Gravity manipulation) with the first years. If there is a character limit you can kick off anyone you want.

Thank you and have an amazing rest of your day/night!

Hiyaaaa!! and you have a good day/night too!! Trey really liked this idea, so, lets goooo!! I'm gonna add some of Chuuya's other abilites too (Enhanced Speed, durability, strength and reflexes) (Also, Trey hasn't watched BSD yet, so please forgive me if it isn't acurate-)

Ace

Gravokinesis is probably a hard type of magic to learn, (since no one in Twisted Wonderland seems to use it, let alone mention anything about gravity magic-) so when he sees you just ever so casually magically lift up some huge rock that was in your way, or tear a piece out of ground he sits there like "How the hell?" and will remain that way for the rest of the day. He does find it cool though, but knowing Ace, he's not gonna admit that. Someone's in your way? pull a huge rock over and smash em'. Someone's annoying you? Bring in the rocks and crush em'. that's basically what you do... or you would do, if it wasn't against the school rules to crush people with rocks... He also finds your magic quite useful too, you can get him out of sitcky situations he probably caused by making him float mid air and dragging him somewhere Riddle can't get to him, and he pays you well when you do it, so its a win-win for the both of you. There are sometimes, though, he just wants to feel like he's flying without a broom.

"Hey, Reader! Lift me up!" he demaned, eyes sparkling with excitement, but still trying to keep his cool exterior.

"Hm? you wanna fly, I assume? Well.... I suppose it wouldn't hurt... just don't do anything stupid." you lecture, Ace giggles, replying with, "I know, I know!"

You cast your magic, making Ace float mid air, he smiles brightly, like hes having the time of his life.

Deuce

My sweet boy... he'd find it so cool, and asks you if theres any way you can teach him. He loves it when you use your magic on him to make him float, he feels like a bird everytime and something in him flutters like he swallowed a swarm of butterflies. You've also used it a few times to protect him, resurecting bits of the ground to throw off the path of a bunch of idiots that dared put Deuce in harms way.

"Deuce, get back!" you yelled, stepping between him and the delingquents were persuing him, using your gravokinesis, you threw off their path, and lead Deuce safely to the infirmary.

"How many times do I have to tell you to be careful, Deuce..." you lecture as you patched his injuried arm.

"I'm sorry... are you mad?" He asks.

"What kind of ridiculous question is that? of course I'm not. I just don't like seeing you get hurt." you assure him, as you sigh.

Epel

he thinks you're pretty manly, being able to do all these stunts and tricks with gravity... If only he could do that... Your gravity, plus your enhanced speed and reflexes make it super easy for you to do these really complex looking combo moves, if I went into detail on them, this would probably exceed tumblrs word limit...

"Oi! Reader! Teach me how to do that gravity stuff! I wanna do all the cool, manly tricks you do!" Epel demands confidently, giving you his signature smirk.

"Hm... fine. But..... I expect you to listen when I teach you, take notes, study it, and practice it, otherwise, I'll quit teaching you."

Jack

When he first witnessed your gravokinesis was probably during the magift tournament, when you partnered with Heartslabyul. You speed was greater than anyone else's on the field, you had greater durability and stamina, and your reflexes were so fast, hardly anyone could see when you caught and tossed the disk, you got Heartslabyul quite a few goals with that.

"Reader, mind if I asked... how did you get your gravity magic?" Jack asks you curiously.

"I was born with it, I suppose..." you respond, you honestly didn't remember how you got it.... so you assumed it was something you were born with.

"Is... there a way you could teach me? It could be useful for my workouts..." he comments

"Yeah, I can teach you, I guess, Just pay close attention, okay?"

Sebek

Though he will not ever dare admit it, he finds it cool and awesome, but of course, his mindset is just "WAKA-SAMA IS SUPERIOR" so he takes your gravokinesis as a threat to WAKA-SAMA's power, thinking how easily you could take WAKA-SAMA's throne. (Yes it is now a requirement for Trey to write WAKA-SAMA in all caps)

"HUMAN! I demand you explain your power at once!" He yells, almost breaking your eardrums

"Ouch! Chill, Sebek! All I can do is maniplulate gravity! is there any further explanation needed?" you yell back.

"YES! I require you to describe to me the innerworkings of your power!" he demands, acting like its a threat, when in reality he just wants to learn it so he can impress WAKA-SAMA!

[ladysomething]

hun, you sure as hell honor your name, couse you're mad. as in mad mad. madhatter kind lf mad iykwim

still, I missed my favorite mad mad angsty-hate-complot-ish-sex writer and being here but now I'm back from the dead to do once again 5+1

1. btw loved the chapter, but I had to remind myself that it's ficticion, because I was this close to pulling my hair. my goodness they really are stupid aren't they? and I might need to kidnap and torture Christian to get him to spill the goddamn tea because Max won't do it. asshole. and funny question I have a feeling you won't asnwer or was already asked. what's the relationship that Jean Luc and Max have? like, was he there in the oast with Kelly as well? from where and how do they know each other?

2. look, I like Pierre irl. kinda. sometimes. but here he's getting on my nerves more than he would usually. I really don't get his side of his relationship with Charles and that's something I forgot to ask from last chapter. because the heck was that shit of letting Charles do stuff. like, first he acts like a big protective brother, then he starts kinda controlling and then he goes on to do the alpha version of dick meassurent with Max? I desperately need some light on this. is it gonna be cleared some day in the future or am I never getting that answer?

3. and the fact that Charles got the end of the stupid fight like what the actual fuck is wrong with people in this society. this is not a movie where two idiots fight for the damsel in distress. do better *judgemental look*

4. very time Max uses his alpha voice, a fairy looses their wings. and he himself looses a part of his heart. I find it awfully confusing that he keeps doing it over and over and over, and then dares to make me feel bad about him feeling bad about Charles feeling bad and the action itself. fuck him honestly. I mean, Charles' on the task, but you know what I mean

5. is the 2025 ferrari line up happening here as well? does Max knows LH is gonna be Charles' new teammate or how's that situation here, because I feel like that could be trouble. wonder why.

+1. jesus FUUUUUCK that shit was a campfire. hot. like. hooot. I've recently discovered that I have a thing *specially* for Max in fics *specifically* when he's about to have sex with Charles, or already having sex with him and then he laughs or smiles or smirkS GOOD FUCKING LORD. and he did here. I almost passed out of hotness. or. is it horniness? idk

+2. your uptades always catch me when I'm at work. so obviously I have to either risk myself to eternal bullying and open ao3 in the middle of my office or in the lounge or go to the bathroom for 20+ minutes and have everyone thinking I either died or ate something thay was rotten since 1965. it's always worth either way. I saw someone saying that this fic hits like cocaine and look. I've never done cocaine but I share the feeling. sure as fuck I do. this is my way to thank you for your service contributing to get me insane piece by piece.

omg you're back!!!!! hi!!!! I hope everything is ok with you.

obvi I won't answer, but everything will be revealed in the fic!! but I willlll sayyyyy ... Max and Jean-Luc have known each other for a while :)

we have absolutely not seen the last of pierre! but I can kinda answer a little bit, even though it's a cop out - but a lot of his behaviour can be boiled down to the fact that he's and alpha, and feels super protective over Charles.

for real Charles was catching strays. he was like ..... but what'd I do?

hahahahaha yeah he's a complex little bean isn't he?? hates using it, and yet .... makes you wonder what kind of things he was maybe taught as a kind about how to deal with omegas ....

hah I wish I could make that ferrari line up work, but tbh this was all plotted out before that announcement so. no, its currently not a thing in this universe.

+ 1. Max is just. so hot. in every iteration of him.

+2. please let me know if you ever read it at work (either in front of people or in the bathroom) so I know if that happened. I'd really love to know.

[radioiaci]

Wanted to answer all the nice things I was given in one post, so find them under the read-more cuz it's long. <3

@radiiosugars ⧐ you are a wonderful writer and i enjoy seeing your portrayal! I smile when you're on my dash <3 the little details you include with his perspective really do paint a picture! (and i hope your day gets better! )

WEH THANK YOU SO MUCH SALT, you're a blessing and I wholeheartedly appreciate whenever you spam me on Discord with SILLIES even though I don't always have the capacity to respond right away fjkdjgjdg I LOVE YOUR PORTRAYAL AND YOUR ART TOO and thank you for the kindness 😭

@copaceticjillybean ⧐ You are…soooo good at stuff! Your Alastor portrayal, your art, it’s all just really really cool! I’m always so excited, when I see you post your animatics, or a new drawing, or a reply, because I know it’s gonna brighten up my day a bit! ; I know you’re having a hard time today, but I just wanted you to know that I think you’re really neat and good at what you do. ^w^ ; Oh, and I almost forgot- you’re also just FUN. Like, your ooc posts are just cute and funny, and I like seeing you pop on and tell us what you’re thinking. You’re easy to talk to, and that means a lot, especially for someone like me who can get nervous talking with people >u<;

AAAA THANK YOU, I really do try to be as approachable as possible given the type of person that I am, so I really don't want anyone to feel like they CAN'T talk to me. sometimes the RPC can feel really limited and exclusive and I like to change that in whatever way I can. you are always very kind and fun to write with as well AND I CAN'T WAIT to see what sort of sillies Alastor and Jillian can get up to

@helluvaflames ⧐ I love the way you write Alastor and I'm still loving writing Fizzarolli and him in these scenes. You write Alastor so well and its been so fun to get to know him through our threads!

YES THANK YOU YOU GET ME, I love writin' with your lil Fizzy too! I'm also excited for Alastor and Angel's "date" LOL I'm sure there will be RIDICULOUSNESS there, just knowing how they generally interact. Thank you for putting up with me and my silly deer boy!!

@tinyfieryghost ⧐ YOUR ART IS SIMPLY INCREDIBLE. I love how you draw Alastor and writing with you is always a pleasure! I also love how you write Alastor! Silly guy who can and will murder and maim!!! Also you're great to talk to in general!

LISTEN YOU, YOUR ART IS ALSO PHENOMENAL and I didn't think I genuinely would get as invested into Alastor/Ghost's relationship but him in my brain was just like? ? ? ? "this one is mine? ? ?? actually???" so I MEAN IT JUST HAPPENED THAT WAY and I'm not mad about it. I'M EXCITED for Al's encounter with Reaper fr fr and I love writing with you!!!

@visage-of-hell ⧐ *violently kicks in the door* DID SOMEONE SAY POSITIVITY???? ; Bitch, you're one of the most TALENTED fuckers I know on this site. Amazing writing style? Check. Brilliant character portrayal? Check. AND knock-your-socks-off gorgeous artistic skills to boot???? Dude, you are a triple threat of sheer creative genius--don't you DARE be doubting that for even a second!

WUH HUH BUH LISTEN you are ALSO very talented and I VERY MUCH love writing with Al and Vis together because they're a real ENEMY TO LOVER ARC MAYBE? AND I KNOW IT'S SLOW MOVING BECAUSE ALASTOR IS STUPID but I LOVE IT ALSO??? Thank you my friend, I love to talk with you too and share funny sillies and fawn over them being so STUPID

@damnedrainbows ⧐ //you’re one of my favorite alastors and truthfully I admired from the sidelines for a while because I felt inadequate hehehehe I can!t wait to interact with our muses more and see where it go for him and lucifer ; also forgot to tack on, amazing artist ; like seriously I link my friends your art all the time on discord lol

WHAT???? ONE OF UR FAVS???? STOPPIT. That always means a ton to me, especially because I know how many TALENTED and wonderful writers there are playing Alastor out there so that RLY MAKES ME FEEL GOOD AND VALUED and YOUR writing is also fantastic! Al/Lucifer's first thread is so weirdly deep after starting off as like almost a meme and I'm LIVING for it LOL. AND I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART LMAO maybe some day I'll draw something like actual serious for people to share jgdljgd but I enjoy drawing shitpost Al too much BUT THANK YOU this means a lot.

@lilitophidian ⧐ HEEEEY YOU, I LOVE YOUR LITTLE DEER, AND WE GOT SOME DOPE ASS SHIT GOING ON LIKE??? your writing is so fucking good I wanna do more threads with you at some point even though I have verbal diarrhea ; BUT YOU DESERVE THE BEST LIKE I TAKE TIME ON MY REPLIES TO YOU SO THEY ARE GOOD EATS??? Like, let me love on ya!!! ; Also your art ; I'd tattoo the pink dress wearing Alastor on my body fr

MY LIL DEER BOY YES I'M SO EXCITED for him to be.... tortured... mercilessly (that sounds bad LMAO) but LISTEN we are both wordy and I do NOT hate that one bit, I EAT IT UP YUMYUM gimmi all that good good exposition and artsy prose I LOVE that shit and you do it SO WELL. Also thank you for recommending frilly pink dress Alastor, I think he will never live that one down LMAO.

@ducktastic-dad ⧐ you are SO funny and sweet pascall, i love writing with you ( and your writing is amazing obviously i cannot live without it ) but even just our conversations ooc bring me lots of joy !! you have fantastic art and i am FLOORED by how creative you are ! thank you for making me funny shitposts and indulging my horrible brainrot 😭💜

I'M GRABBING YOU AND SHAKING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS listen the fact that you have put up with my dumbass over the last few weeks just constantly spamming you with radioapple shit means that you should get some type of AWARD HONESTLY. every IC interaction we have is so good and whenever you reply I'm like *VACCUUM NOISES* as i ABSORB IT. YOU're the one indulging MY horrible brainrot and u know what there's something beautiful about that. THANK YOU ily ily

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Thank you all for such kind words, it really did make me feel better about my poopy day. <3

[yallemagne]

I love Jack for this entry (September 26) because he’s so explicitly neurodivergent, I love it. 

He’s not coming to any of the conclusions that Van Helsing is trying to passively lead him to because that is not how he operates. He can make observations, he can be fed information, but he does not see the patterns in those observations as he’s expected to. For many people, this means he’s stupid, but really, his brain really just processes information differently. 

He begs Van Helsing to tell him his hypothesis. He wants to know how his professor has synthesized all the information because he is deficient in the ability to synthesize it himself. Seward kind of needs someone to “hold his hand” through teaching him, and that’s something that Van Helsing sees but doesn’t seem willing to work with. He wants Seward to change so he doesn’t have to adapt his teaching method. 

He tells Seward that he kept everything from him to lighten the blow for when he finally revealed what happened to Lucy. Perhaps, he thought that Jack would be able to figure it all out himself in his own time. But Jack dared not jump to any conclusions. He didn’t think he had enough information, and he was right. He could have never guessed “vampires”. He was afraid of being wrong, and so he trusted that Van Helsing would get to the point eventually. 

When Seward asks if Van Helsing is mad, it is not a threat. It’s more like righteous anger towards an accusation made against a dead friend. When Van Helsing tells him he’s serious, Jack apologizes and doesn’t try to refute him. He’s still very distressed, but he goes along with it because he wants to know the truth despite dreading it.

When Van Helsing finally drops the pretence of trying to let Jack figure it all out by himself, Jack still needs some help to understand what’s going on. To a degree, I think he starts being obtuse on purpose. He has his hangups about believing in the supernatural and certainly in believing that the woman he loved could be undead and harming people. That is a defence mechanism. He is not “stupid”, he is coping with several very hard-to-swallow truths at once. 

Anyway, I know that all this is boiled down to “science man doesn’t believe in ghosts to a harmful degree” or “science man has no common sense” in most modern interpretations. I don’t like either one of those. What we see in the book feels to me like the depiction of an autistic character without the explicit intent to write autism. I find that neat, it’s like how Bram almost treated PTSD correctly before he had Van Helsing straight up say that Jonathan doesn’t have it because he’s too strong. This book has its ups and downs in terms of representing disabilities. 

[writerfae]

Hi! I hope you had anice weekend!

Henry, at least once a day: Aiden's doing something stupid, I can feel it

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Leader Aiden au

Henry: You can be the next Alder king, just please stop murdering people!

Aiden: But that's part of my brand! Me and Talon are the crazy murder boyfriends!

Henry: dying noises*

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And two questions:

1 How/ why did you first start shipping taiden?

2 Not that anyone cares about what he thinks (*beats Cyrus with a shovel*), but why doesn't Cyrus like taiden dating? Wouldn't it theoretically be good that your son is dating the king's brother who saved the world? Does he just not like Aiden that much?

And while we're on the topic of bad fathers, I thought Henry might appreciate how my brain conjures up Cameron. Because in canon, I'm sure he's really scary, but from the safety of behind my phone screen, I just imagine him as a murder gremlin. I hope Henry will enjoy this!XD

Hi! I had a good weekend, thanks ^^ I hope you had, too!

It would be so funny tbh if Henry could tell whenever Aiden does something stupid even A WHOLE REALM AWAY xD

Now to your questions:

1) I’m sorry, but I have absolutely no idea. It just happened one day xD I didn’t plan to ship them in the slightest (this is after all not a romance story) and I can’t even remember when or how it all shifted. Maybe my origin as romance writer had its hands in it a bit, too. But I think they fit together pretty well, so maybe it was simply meant to be.

2) Aiden is simply not the kind of person Cyrus wants his son to be with. As you know he has a vision for Talon, and Aiden doesn’t fit in it. Aiden is reckless, bold and free-spirited and didn’t get the “proper” education.

While yes, he is (half-)brother to the king’s husband and helped stop the Knights, he is still “just” a hunter that was raised in the human world and also the (technically) illegitimate son of a fae with a human.

Cyrus doesn’t think he’d be a good partner choice, especially for a future head of the family (is my man a bit classist? Yes he is, unfortunately, as you can see in modern AU especially).

Also, he worries about the influence Aiden has on his son and where that could lead. Aiden makes Talon be more daring and a tiny bit rebellious and Cyrus sees it as a potential threat to Talon’s future as high lord.

If Cameron would hear how you describe him, he’d be pretty offended mad probably, but Henry and me greatly approve.

To Nyx Cameron is practically like that annoying son of one of your mom’s good friends that you don’t like but are forced to babysit spent time with anyway.

Once she finds out what he did she pretty much wants to murder this guy already. I might even let her. I don’t know yet if it’ll be her or Henry’s honor to do this or if I let Cameron live after all. The jury is still out on that one xD

[peppertaemint]

Ooooh Shinee world is a mess today and for once it's not taemints fault 🥲

An article about fans asking for a Taemin would tour and "shawols" in the quotes going "no shinee" "shinee first" "wait until Jinki comes back so shinee can have a world first"

Like, I too would love a Shinee world tour, I want all of them both solo and as a group to go everywhere(in particular where I am but I won't hold my breath) but that wasn't what it was about. It was fans of Taemin's solo music asking for a tour.

It baffles me cause you never see this kind of thing with the other members. No ot5 shawol will ever expect another member to put their work on hold but, when it comes to Taemin it's like some people can't stand to see him spread his wings.

People never expect Key to put his variety work second, or for Minho to not take acting job, shawols have actively gotten mad if they think Minho had to turn down acting stuff due to his schedule. All Taemin does is music. That is his thing but some fans just cannot seem to respect his career. And all the baby talking in the quotes "we love our cutsey wootsy little taeminnie *but*..."

It's getting really irritating. I used to think some of what taemints say is exaggerated and I still believe that a bit. People were getting angry that the Shinee account didn't post Taemin's hanteo artist of the year nomination and only posted Shinee's, but it makes sense to me. They don't want to split votes and a win for Shinee is a win for all of them. But at the same time some of the disrespect I've seen towards him from supposedly ot5 shawols has been eye-opening.

I dunno, this fandom has been a mess lately and it's only the 4th. 2024 is off the quite the start.

Lol, I sort of find it funny when it's not Taemin fans being the mess-makers. Like they are the worst-behaved, though I would say each solo fandom has their unique flavor. But, what you're highlighting is the biggest open secret in shawol-dom.

Let's have sexy photos in this post for no reason.

Like, shawols are for the most part chill. I've been around these parts for a long time, and a bad day in shinee world is miles and miles better than a bad day in BTS fandom and similar. There isn't violent language or a huge level of harassment. I just want to acknowledge that because the complaints I'll make next are from the privileged shinee world perspective where there is a higher behavior standard. That is the case, even when Taemin fans are being stupid. Like, not once did I see the Golden Disc Awards violently harassed.

So, the open secret: it's all yay Taemin until he gets too much attention. And you noticed it's still very much "our baby taemin" even tho man's been out there trying to fuck the stage for a decade, lol. I see these as two sides of the same coin. They want him in his place as perpetual baby to uwu over, and daring solo work is fine as long as it doesn't outshine everything.

I think with Key it's easier for people to compartmentalise because he's super super successful outside of SHINee when it comes to TV and sponsorships (istg he IS Olive Young, lol; his face was all over Seoul), but those things don't directly compete with SHINee's work. These are complementary endeavours. Key's solo work is now having its career high since Bad Love, and it's only growing, so this condescending solo situation may repeat itself. But, Key's also not the group's little baby. I can't see him being treated the same. The fandom's most egregious behavior towards him has always been rooted in stereotypes. I mean, look how quickly and comfortably people slotted him into this squabbling "marriage" dynamic with Minho. Their arguing is funny, despite how played up for the camera it can be, but I see a lot of "iykyk" weird posts about him and Minho. Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked.

There is always going to be an element of competition when it comes to solo work. Onew's Circle just got named Billboard's #1 kpop album of 2023. Guilty didn't even make their best of list. Now, I think Guilty was overlooked but Onew deserved #1. It's an extraordinary album. Minho is cultivating this very sexy and mature solo repertoire. This competition will grow, but I think Taemin will always be the target of condescension, minimizing and infantilizing.

He's the perpetual baby who will be put in the obedient baby box. And those fans will be incised when/if Taemin gets to do something they find meaningful before SHINee, even if it's a clear matter of logistics. There is a definite attitude present, and you might notice there is a certain superiority fans have over his solo work. I've been in situations where people have quite literally said they think X member's solo concerts are better than Taemin's with their whole chests. Everyone is entitled to an opinion, but when it comes to him, people are wayyyyy to comfortable putting him down.

Anyway, it will always be a bigger "but not him" with Taemin because he was given solo first and has built this legacy of work and has a lot of influence within the industry. Stolid group fans take pride in that when it suits them, but want him to be sidelined when it interferes with their desires.

[zevranunderstander]

the current genocide happening in palestine so brutally opened my eyes about german politics in terms of antisemitism awareness it kind of makes me sick

the german school curriculum does a lot for antisemitism awareness and for analysis and discussion of WWII and holocaust. i am not jewish so i can't say how much a jewish person would judge the methodology to be effective, but in school we extensively talked about how the fascist regime came to power in germany, why the movement was rooted in antisemitism, and while i think you could have gone into more detail about some aspects of it, i felt like my school at least laid a very solid basis for having an anti-fascist understanding. germany is very much funding a lot of jewish art and projects that are dealing with the holocaust, there are some quite well-known holocaust memorials and visiting a concentration camp is something most school classes do at some point.

and i genuinely think this is a good thing, there is a platform given to jewish people who want to express their indescribable trauma and anger and grief at the holocaust through art and museums and exhibitions and talks and monuments and in my personal opinion it did a lot in terms of creating awareness for antisemitism and the dangers of fascism, and please do not think that i view these things to be bad in any way

but one thing that has always bothered me that this applies to the holocaust ONLY, it is of course one of the worst against humanity commited, but germany never took responsibility in ANY way for the Herero and Namaqua genocide or any other atrocities commited. the most Namibia ever got was a weak apology that amounted to 'we aknowledge it :( sorry :('.

and at the same time germany hails itself as modern and progressive and past all barbarism and is publically atoning for the holocaust in every form they can. so the funding of these projects to me always had that sense of creating an image of atonement, more than actually atoning for a past. funding something good for the wrong reason still creates something good, but if you analyse it a bit, you can clearly see that this atonement is not for actual atonement's sake, but is instead done so that germany can be internationally respected again and is allowed to be in the Important Councils™ again, that france, the uk and the us are in, and so that they can officially be internationally "forgiven" by the other countries

i don't think this is an 'agenda' so to say, i think it's a lot more complex than that, and that politicians often probably actually want to combat antisemitism, but i don't want this post to go on forever, so just right now understand that in germany antisemitism awareness as a talking point has kind of become something that is universally aknowledged as "good", even the really fascist parties aren't stupid enough to have openly antisemitic talking points (they still are mad about every other minority, so idk if you're really supposed to believe that). and i again want to state that that is genuinely very good, that open antisemitism is seen as such a huge political no-go. openly denying the holocaust is a pretty severe crime in germany and you can get in REAL trouble for it and that is also a very very good thing!

however, all of this public atonement is fine and good, but what has germany done for the actual families of the victims of the holocaust? well. they paid 3 billion marks in reparations to a state that didn't exist 4 years prior to the agreement, which is, of course, israel. since its founding, germany has at every turn helped legitimize israel's existence and it's representation as the jewish homeland, while barely otherwise aknowledging victims of the holocaust when it comes to reparations

and in the modern day they have absolute gall to use this framing - that germany themselves created that israel is the state that we need to pay our atonements to - against everyone daring to speak up against the genocide in gaza. i know that a lot of western states try to frame support of palestine as antisemitic, but nowhere is it as insidious as in germany. the state that seemingly atones for genocide is calling speaking up against a genocide a hatecrime.

like i said, germany does a lot of things correctly but for the wrong reasons and now those wrong reasons stand in the way of the image they have previously set up as a peace-loving modern nation, and so they just hold up jewish people as a shield against any criticism of their defense politics, claiming that people opposing them are antisemitic, (which, like said before, is pretty much an universally aknowledged "bad thing") running news stories and quotes of zionist jews on the political situation and framing this occupation as "the jewish people of all the world vs. the evil terrorist palestinians", not caring how much actual antisemitism they create in the population, and how much they harm actual jewish communities, when they directly frame them as the enemy of the besieged palestinian population

[seancamerons]

i really dont like the fb fandom for degrassi. i regret joining. its not fun. i just got desperate for community and like this was like a mistake. im done with this kind of behavior this girl had.

In one of these stupid ass groups, I think I've met the mosts meanest nastiest bitch in the world, can't relate. How dare you? Come bullying people who like to joke and have fun? Ew. Nasty writing indirectly like fu, don't get cocky with me. I'm not cool with people poking fun at others. I'm aware im friggin ugly as hell but you know what? I don't care she don't live anywhere near me but now she's nothing but a memory bc shes blooooocked.

here is the scoop, this one girl tried to be rude to me that i was 'weird' bc i wore a stupid friggin character costume with my bf, unorthodox bc its not a popular show or film franchise or whatever but like ugh shaming people? what is with you, boring bitch?

tell that to all the moanas, disney dressed, superhero, queens and kings, Harley Quinn and Barbie's walking around this week! Just because I made my costume kind of out of odds and ends doesn't mean shit. If you got nothing nice to say leave me alone, your opinion is invalid I don't care, but that was out of line. Blocked. I have half the the mind to contact the moderator to get me out of that nasty group of stupid ass people. Ugh I hate being mad about stupid shit but c'mon. i really am starting to be like super hurt and bent outta shape bc i worked really hard and like i was just trying to have a teeny bit of fun. I don't even know. I hope she ain't on here. She seems more casual bc whatever.

I been around this for 84 years, half of my life (exaggerated) but basically i know shit, you don't and it shouldb't be this serious but shaming people isn't nice. I'm trying to be a nice person keep the piece she is disturbing my peace and i just wanted to show off a fun thing I did. Ugh people. I do not wanna be in a group with this girl bitching about something so ridiculous and making me all hot and angry maybe this is why I almost never do shit or open up about anything I'm about to blow a gasket over a basic bitch!

She got blocked hope I don't see nothing, even if she did like semma/sean/emma or whatever i don't wanna know. Leave me alone or I'll report your ass. I had to block 3 people today, 3 I do not care. Don't push me I will.

I am done with people who do not give a fuck about me, pardon my french. Do me a favor and lay tf off or you're blocked. I will not respond. You will be insignificant.

I am very pssionate about things i like. Do not make me an enemy. I will go to literal war. I do not care. Understand? Ughhhhh I hate this.

so you're blocked if you say anything neg, i have no room in my life for people being nasty for the sake of being nasty. stop being mean girls, this isn't 2004. support ladies, don't be a bitch bc you don't have fun, and shit on others parade.

that is a double negative, you are a double negative and you're raining on my love parade. or something like that.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

Day 9: The Very Noisy Night, with inspiration from the extra prompt Sleeping in Shifts.

An AU where Tommy and Dream are survivors in the apocalypse. Tommy, a thief, tries to raid mad scientist Dream's base and gets caught up in his experiments on the living dead as his unwilling protege. Warnings for child poverty, children in very dangerous situations, guns, kidnapping, abuse, and sleep deprivation.

AO3 link, if you prefer.

The world may have ended three years ago, but Tommy’s world ended last month.

See, when the dead stopped staying dead, he was twelve-and-a-half, huddled up in an abandoned building with a stolen loaf of bread and a knife being the only two things to his name. Society collapsing meant little to those outside its reach, and Tommy was quick enough to avoid the shambling masses, or at least escape their grasp if they got too close.

Zombie movies were wrong about all that biting shit, anyway. The dead couldn’t infect you because they were just corpses. Thing was, though, if you died, no matter what, you’d come back as one of them. Peacefully in your bed or throat torn out, didn’t make a difference. And if there was one thing Tommy was good at, it was bullshitting his way outta death.

So, he’d been having the time of his life, really. He’d gotten some friends for once- Tubbo, who could make generators and cool shit like that and even found them an old 3DS they could play Animal Crossing on, and Ranboo, who looked fucking ridiculous in a neat suit trawling through the ruins but had an eye for the coolest of scavenge- and they’d wandered place to place, bartering and exploring but mostly stealing supplies. After all, theft was Tommy’s speciality.

Through that, honestly, Tommy’s life began in stride as the world’s life waned. He had friends- family, really. He had enough that he didn’t starve for days between meals all that much anymore, especially after the plants started growing in the cracks. Tubbo had found a wilderness guide, so they knew what to pick, and the taste of wild berries was something he’d grown used to. And, inexplicably, he had respect.

That wasn’t something Tommy had ever intended to get, but apparently, the three of them helped more than they hurt. Bandits tended to have more than settlements, so it was absolutely just business, definitely. Tommy wasn’t some kind of Robin Hood; he was just a Tommy, no matter what people said. Tubbo and Ranboo might have liked the praise, but it grated on Tommy.

(After all, if he was so special, why did no one ever help him?)

And then, of course, he had to go and fuck it all up.

Sixteen-to-the-day and too cocky by half, Tommy had gotten it into his head to pull off the most daring raid of his life. For food and trinkets, not for anyone else’s gain. Never for anyone else’s gain. That’d be fucking stupid, and Tommy- well, he was an idiot, but not in that way.

Everyone knew that nothing good was going on in the old apartment building. No matter how many dead they’d cleared out- burn them and their ashes can’t do much of anything- there were always more around the apartments. There were always lights on in the building, but no one knew who lived there (not even Tubbo, who’d have had to have been the one to get a generator for them, unless they could also build their own). Anyone who tried to enter never left.

All in all, it seemed like a fun challenge.

What could be up there? Maybe impossible tech, or a secret weapon, or maybe even a very pretty girl? That would be the best reward, Tommy thought, because women were more pog than anything in the world. Except women weren’t a reward and that was a horrible thing to think, so he discarded the thought.

Turns out, the world didn’t work on fucking video game logic, and instead of some grand revelation, all he got was a shotgun to his face.

Tommy remembered the sheer paralysing agony of that one thought. I am going to die here. At the time, it felt like a tragic inevitably. Now, it felt like a naïve wish. At least if he was dead, he wouldn’t feel anything anymore. After all, while the dead might move, there’s no soul in them, nothing but wild animalistic rage. No hurt, no tears, no desperate drive to escape. No missing anyone.

No, no, God knows that Tommy used up the luck that’d let him just die quickly long ago. Instead, he’d looked into where the face of his attacker would be- shrouded by so many layers and a complicated gas mask that all he could make out were eyes that might have been green- and he definitely didn’t cry, and he didn’t beg for his mama because that’d be stupid considering she died when he was little, and Tommy wasn’t stupid.

With the only bit of softness the maniac had left in him- or perhaps, a cruelty more than Tommy could name- he’d lowered his weapon, and said that while Tommy had to repay him for his impudence, he could choose whether that was as another body to study, or a living assistant, because, to quote, Tommy was young enough he could be moulded into the perfect protege, and stupidly Tommy chose to live.

And that’s how Tommy Innit wound up curled up in the world's barest apartment back-to-back with a fucking psychotic mad scientist, ankle chained to the radiator so he wouldn’t try and run again and given the order to stay up and watch the doors until further notice in case the subjects break out. His arm was already smarting from the last time he’d tried to fuck around and be a “disobedient little shit”, as his captor had oh-so-lovingly described him as.

Tommy wasn’t scared, though. Au contraire, he was feeling fucking excellent. Au contraire meant the opposite, right? The fancy fella who had all the books taught him that. Wil-something. He was nice. Nothing like Dream, no matter how much he tried to flip to awkward kindness after threats and pain.

He didn’t like thinking of the bastard as Dream, though- taking on a new name after the end was a thing everyone did here, of course, something to do with growth, but Dream wasn’t one of them. Tommy refused to think of him like that. No, he was worse than the dead he loved to study so much. At least they didn’t draw shit out.

No, Tommy wasn’t scared. He wasn’t shaking, and he wasn’t at all feeling tears build up in his eyes. He wasn’t fighting the tempting urge to fall asleep, because Dream would make him fucking regret it, the agony of fighting against the lulling void overwhelmingly difficult. He could stay up on night watch all day every day no issues. None at all.

He could hear shifting. Banging on the doors, scratching, screaming, and no matter how much Dream had reinforced them, every sound made him terrified it was about to be broken down, and the test subjects would descend on the both of them and rip them to shreds. At least Dream had a gun. Tommy wasn’t even allowed a knife, after his last stunt, and he felt so much weaker now. At least in the past, maybe he could break a nose with a lucky punch. Now he could barely get off the floor in the morning.

The apartment was mostly converted into a lab, and Tommy could hear the machines through the thin floors, too, a cacophony of noise. Less a gentle hum and more a crashing wave, it still was drowned out by the struggling of the dead. Tommy couldn’t hear his own heartbeat over it though. He couldn’t hear Dream’s snoring behind him (how the fuck the man managed to sleep through the cacophony, Tommy didn’t know, especially since this hellhole of a “home” didn’t even have a fucking bed), and he definitely didn’t start hyperventilating from panic whenever he stirred slightly.

And the cacophony didn’t make his ears ring, didn’t make him wish that the building would just collapse. It didn’t. It didn’t make him cover his ears with his hands and hum the songs Tubbo and Ranboo had taught him under his breath. It didn’t make him wish more than anything he could see them again. Tommy was an idiot, but not a sentimental idiot.

No. Tommy was fine. He’d lived through the world ending, and he’d live through his own ending too.

(Whether he wanted to or not.)

[bloodenjoyer]

im sry u had proshippers on ur post :( theyre the literal worst. if u ever talk to them on a personal level too its clear that they care more about their dicks then other people. shocking for people who write pedo rape kink things every week i know but still, they act like theyre persecuted when they really do have the attitude of "fuck everyone else, as long as i get off"

its...soo so strange its one thing to have differing opinions on controversial content and censorship but TRULY why would you be so willing to go to bat SPECIFICALLY for ...that. kind of stuff. like keep in mind i am very anti censorship and im in full support of including controversial or problematic subject matter in your writing but like. When people are just writing it to get off its honestly quite clear. and if you dare to say "Actually i think thats disgusting" about the disgusting things they write suddenly theyre up in arms about free speech. and like they get mad abt DNIs and stuff because they refuse to acknowledge that they are writing gross shit that will obviously make people UPSET! like very triggering stuff that people dont want to see! Gonna make a stupid comparison here bc obviously stuff like pedophilia is disgusting+horrific on a whole other level but their logic is like if someone took a shit in your front yard every day and when you said Hey please stop shitting on my lawn every day its gross! they went Excuse me? I have bowel problems and this is how i COPE....and you go "Okay cool, but can you cope in your own toilet? my kids like to play in this yard, and so I would rather them not play next to your human waste biohazard!" and theyre like "Well the outdoors is an ADULT SPACE, i don't want your children here!!" and youre like ok but for real its gross that you do this. Like i am just saying its gross so can you just do me a favor and not. it makes me uncomfortable. and they suddenly start ranting about how youre the purity police and youre trying to make it ILLEGAL for them to even shit anywhere in the first place! and all you wanted was for them not to shit in your yard

[eorzeashan]

Iokath + Traitor Arc Shenanigans

Eight: [Flirt] We should've teamed up sooner. I could've used a strong warrior like you at my side.

Theron: I'm going to be sick.

Lmaoooo, sorry Theron but it's not like that-- little known fact, but Eight flirts with people whose vibes he doesn't like in an attempt to make them less abrasive to him. It's not true of every situation and he uses it far less than his Nine self, but if he's uncomfortable and can't find footing with someone, that tends to come out.

In this case, the Supreme Commander of the Republic and Jonas Balkar were both people he had zero frame of reference for (not to mention Jonas' "what's up traitor" immediately insulted him) so he flirted with both.

Eight: Why suffocate them slowly when it's so much more satisfying to crush their windpipe?

Eight, that's your legacy force choke speaking. He doesn't even use the Sith ability right.... maximum killing efficiency instead....

Lana: Other top suspects include the Shroud, Darth Jadus, a rogue agent inside the Republic's Strategic Information Service...

Theron: Let's not rule out Sith Intelligence.

Has been contacted by the Shroud, works for Darth Jadus as his Hand, is a rogue double-agent for the SIS, was former Intelligence...wait a minute, that's me!

I get they were trying to do a clever nod to the entirety of the Imperial Agent story, but the context for this gets a lot funnier if you consider Eight is also in on Theron's betrayal so they're listing every exact trait he has while not breaking eye contact with one another.

Lana: who could the traitor be...

Theron and Eight:

Fast forward ahead, and we come face-to-face with Tyth. Eight's first impressions of the giant droid were "huh. it's kind of cute?" which probably sounds insane, but he tends to find weird entities like this endearing.

Eight: All right, Mister Rage. Can you drop the act and point me in the direction of the superweapon?

Tyth: [Scans] CALM. PEACE. IT DENIES FURY. A SACRIFICE MEDIOCRE.

Eight: (offended) I didn't come here to be poked and prodded.

I'm guessing the game was going off of his LS 2 gauge, but Eight always gets so mad when someone points that out, even if its true. XD How dare you call me mediocre....and nice to boot! Take that back at once! I am not a Jedi!

(Probably got so offended he woke himself up from the fever droid dream).

Lana: I know. You've been talking in your sleep.

Theron: I almost had to stuff a sock in your mouth.

Eight wakes up with drool coming out of his mouth, immediately snaps awake at Theron's comment before a shit-eating grin overtakes him. "Theron...I wasn't aware you were into such things!" Props himself up on one elbow and flips onto his stomach, "Want to shut me up, do you? With a gag, even? You naughty boy."

Cue Theron backtracking into nonsensical stuttering, with Lana wishing she had something to drink. There's probably some kind of joke you could make here about flirting with every male Shan he came across, but admin is too stupid right now to think of it.

Big steppy

Theron: But the Alliance outgrew you. Now it's rotting from the inside, the galaxy's fighting back, and you've become a symbol of oppression. So much for your dreams of peace.

Yadda yadda generic villain speech and Eight is technically supposed to be on the other side of this forcefield (Jadus moment), but keeping that in mind it kind of felt like Theron was saying this with the underlying meaning being I see exactly how this duty has hurt you so that's why I'm doing this as well.

Because his words do ring true. He was never its leader with the duty itself rotting him from the inside, the galaxy's back to a time of turmoil, and he became someone else's saint of murder for the entirety of this war when he originally struck out in search of the peace Keeper wanted for him. Not to mention the fact that he's the Outlander in this Alliance at all means this galaxy had no heroes to choose from-- absolutely none. It was already doomed.

And then the rest of this plays out as you expect, though in this AU they both ditch Lana here....which, makes me sad to imagine, but I can also see Lana being like "Eight....why? You were our Outlander--we were a team! Whatever he's said to you, don't listen to him: he's lying, I know it."

And he just smiles and says, "I'm sorry. I don't want to do this anymore." leaving her to jump out of that train alone with only her hurt and her vengeance.

[sn8k3y3]

Fed Up.

These people at work. They have no idea what I am capable of. It doesn't mean I'm quiet. I don't how to get mad. I just have an enormous amount of self control. Because I'm the kind of person I'm not mad all the time. Because my anger is fucking deadly. If I was carrying a knife you wouldn't even dare piss me off. What you do not know is that I always carry a knife and its always double edged. I just choose to not show you all the beast thats asleep inside me.

But no, many of you take my kindness for weakness. I'm fed up of it. I've reached the end of my patience with you all. And that is why this will be the first lifetime I will have ever done what I will do. And I pray this will be the last lifetime I will need to or feel to want to do it.

Many people in this world are so small minded. They think getting revenge in this physical world is enough and sufficient. You're mistakened. A true revenge is not done in this physical world. It is done in the spiritual world. And see thats the one thing where I truly hold my double edge sword.

Usually my sword is for demons. But for you all I will give you a taste of what it truly means to be struck by such a thing that only those like me carry. Which is very rare...Especially in this lifetime where we cannot trust anyone. Everyone has a face to cover, a face to hide, a face only for show whether it be for temporary reasons or for personal gains.

My faces....I always show my true self. But, what I keep hidden all the time is the beast inside of me that I am afraid of. Aside from God being the first. Myself is the second. Nothing in this existence I fear. Nothing in this world I fear. Nothing I fear that is made by Man alone! And nothing I fear in the spiritual world!

In all my lifetimes I have helped many spirits. I've dedicated my entire's life journeys to helping those in need. Whether it be in this physical world or in the spiritual world. I've dedicated my entire being of what God has created for my purpose through Him.

I have never failed more than 3x to be a counted for. In those 3x of failures. I still carry their blood in my hands, in my spirit, and in my fucking soul! And I still kneel before God for forgiveness for all the sins I have done. Because of my rage. Because of my anger. Because the fucking beast inside me you fucking woke up!

We all have weaknesses my friend...but my kindness is NOT one of them! My weakness is MY RAGE, MY ANGER, THE FIRE INSIDE ME that can wake the mother fucking beast in me in a split second! And I trust you... the moment it awakens....NOTHING and NO ONE CAN STOP ME from what I want to do to you in the spiritual world!

All of us have purposes in this life. Others have not spiritually awakened to them. Everyone has their own timing in regards to spiritual ascension and spiritual awakening. I dont hold your destiny. But I do hold mine very firmly! So if we cross paths...and you are truly deeply unpleasant to me. I will end you with my double edge sword. And i wont just end your happy soul. I will torture your soul until I feel fit and pleased. And how knows that could be generations to come. And here's the harsher truth of it all, when you awaken the beast in me. It's not just you I will focus on. hahaha....

You don't call it a beast for nothing. No... my beast inside me will also torture those you love! I don't care who or what! And right now... you all have reached my tipping point.

I've spoken to your higherselves to behave. God brought me here for a reason whether it be a test of faith or what. God knows if there's one thing He can rely to me on that is my truth and my honor. So what does that mean? I AM NOT AFRAID TO INFORM my creator my heavenly father my sins.

I am not afraid of my weaknesses! I AM NOT AFRAID to admit them! I am not afraid to bring LIGHT TO THEM ALL! Even if the cost is ending your family under my hands! Again.... many ignorant stupid people get revenge in this physical world.... thinking putting a knife or cooking someone is sufficient.

No...... not me..... When I action on you...on your soul and your spirit... YOU WILL FEEL IT not just in this life but you WILL FEEL IT FOR GENERATIONS TO COME!!! And I WILL DRAG YOUR FAMILY WITH YOU IN THE SUFFERING!!!!

I've killed many many demons and many witches in all my lifetimes of existence. YOU ALL.... deserve exactly whats coming for you. And I promise in my own grave before God takes my life away. YOU ALL WILL PAY WHAT YOU OWE ME EVEN AFTER YOUR DEATH!!!!!!!!

YOU ALL WILL PAY A DEBT TO ME EVEN AFTER YOUR DEATH! EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOUR FAMILY WILL SUFFER AND KNEEL AND BEG BUT IT WONT BE ENOUGH. I WONT LET IT BE ENOUGH IN YOUR TIME. I WILL DECIDE WHEN IS ENOUGH!

WHAT YOU ALL don't know is...when I entered this hospital and the power outtage happened. This place has been cursed far before you can even breathe your first breath! Someone strong owns this hospital. A demon to be exact.

And I have met and spoke to the demon myself. You see those highly spiritual like myself face and know many things your little brains wouldn't even understand or be brave to face.

God owns my life. IF my life were to end. Only God can do it. And when my life ends. It is God's not anyone's. So I will ask for forgiveness..... this one lifetime... may this be the last lifetime we meet again. And may this be the last lifetime I every do this again!!!!

And you may ask what is that?

Before I leave this hospital. I will tie your souls and spirits together. You will never be able to leave this hospital no matter how much your souls are crying for it. No matter everyday you live you are living in pain and in regret and in agony because you will always feel TRAPPED! you will always feel LOCKED IN A CAGE! And once I have tied you all together.... I WILL GIVE YOU ALL to the ONE DEMON that owns this hospital.

The demon himself said to me, "this is my home, this is my home now. Don't shit on my plate." Well... The demon can have his home!!!! BUT... since he doesn't want me to shit on his plate.... I WILL SERVE HIM ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

and the MOMENT I hand you all to this demon... only then you will feel in every bone in your bodies, in every hair in your body crawling like ants....you will feel THE DEMON OWNS YOU NOW.

And NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU! God put me here to give you all a second chance..... I have given my patience in the best I have given.... but so many times you all truly choose to always choose bad. So.... be ready.... because you will be the FEAST THE DEMON WILL EAT, and or PLAY with.... for as long as the demon pleases....

And there will NEVER BE ANOTHER LIKE ME as POWERFUL AS ME and MY TWIN TO COME HERE TO GIVE YOU ALL ANOTHER CHANCE! NO MORE!!!!

THE MOMENT I LEAVE THIS HOSPITAL IT IS THE END OF YOU ALL! With the only exception of the boss. She is a Gem... also another chance God has given you all to change for the good. But as long as you all continue to ROT IN HELL! She will eventually awaken to herself that this hospital is a lost cause. And she will find herself in better opportunities far greater and far more peaceful and joyful to be in. Where her presence is appreciated and respected. Where her position is supported by a team that works TOGETHER NOT AGAINST EACH OTHER!

ALL OF YOU WILL SUFFER! And I PROMISE THAT TO MY OWN GRAVE! YOU ALL WILL SUFFER WITH YOUR FAMILIES YOUR CHILDREN AND THE CHILDREN OF YOUR CHILDREN!!!!!! THOSE WHO HOLD YOUR BLOODLINE IN YOUR ANCESTRY FOR ALL GENERATIONS IN YOUR FAMILY WILL SUFFER!!!!!!!

I've had enough!

Now......you all will know how a spiritual person like me moves....since you all are snakes in how you move toward me.. I WILL TREAT YOU THE SAME!! the only difference is... I AM MORE EVIL THAN YOU CAN EVER IMAGINE WHEN YOU WAKE UP MY INNER BEAST. And that is not my fault. That is the CONSEQUENCE OF YOUR ACTIONS!

Everyone is accountable of their own! So you will be accountable for waking my beast up! Because now.... I'm fucking awake!!!!! And I'm awake to fucking make sure you and your families suffer for generations!!!!!

[randynova]

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𝓖𝓾𝓷 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐴𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝐺𝑢𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝐺𝑜𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒.

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔(𝑠):𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡(𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝)! 𝐺𝑢𝑛

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“Why couldn’t this have waited until another day?” Gun muttered, unbuttoning his shirt, letting it slide off his taut frame, and neatly folding it, placing it onto the roof of his car. He was glad he hadn't put his jacket on, having left it in his passenger seat. “I can’t dirty my clothes again, [Name] will be mad if I get blood on it.” He rolled his broad shoulders until they released a satisfying crack, his thick muscles bulging as he stretched his arms across his scarred chest. Gun peered at a nearby store, the digital clock displaying in big white numbers, ‘7:45 PM’. He groaned, his lips curling into a scowl whilst his arms fell to his side. He didn’t have enough time to deal with this.

“Hmm, and it’s almost time for our date. Fuck.” Gun whispered to himself. He clenched his fists, narrowing his eyes at the man across from him. He removed his shades and revealed his dark gaze, placing his favorite accessory to his side as well. “I’ll make this quick, Goo. I have more important places to be.”

Goo laughed, grinning in his spot as he balanced a pole in his hands. He rolled his eyes, arching a brow at his partner. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Gun, maybe if you didn’t spend all your time by [Name]’s side, we could have dealt with this matter much earlier. That girl has you wrapped around her pretty little finger, huh?”

“Shut it,” Gun said, already racing towards the blonde and thrusting his fist, knuckles colliding with metal. Upon the cold sensation meeting his skin, he wanted to absolutely kill Goo and rip him to shreds. This would take longer than he wanted, wasting his already precious, short time. He backed off, having a considerable distance between the two, stretching his fingers a few times before clenching them again. He growled, spitting venomously,  “You just like picking fights.” 

“You did too. Before you met her, y’know,” Goo tutted, waving his finger in the air. He scoffed, voice low, “Who would’ve thought? Gun going soft for a girl. Psh, pathetic. Never thought I’d live to see the day...” The blonde trailed off, his face becoming stoic, his mind wandering. You truly had to be someone exceptional if you managed to have a guy like Gun to fall for you. He always wondered who you were, how you looked like, what you did, but Gun had kept you a secret from the world of crime. He hid almost every known trace abou you and tied every loose end that implicated you existed. No one knew who you were and no one could find you — unless Gun allowed them to. 

Goo found it so irritating how he was unable to know the girl who made such a notorious gangster go soft. 

He only met you once and that was by pure sheer luck; dropping by unexpectedly at one of Gun's apartments, only to be met with the sight of you. Seeing how Gun reacted, he knew you were supposed to be kept hush-hush. But boy, did he have a field day the next time he saw the man.

Goo had to meet you again. Or at least, know you more.

Only when Gun’s fist connected with Goo’s face did the man snap out of his thoughts, the impact of such force throwing him a few feet backwards. He dug his feet into the floor, a high-pitched screech coming from his shoes as the rubber burned against the pavement. With his sleeve, Goo wiped his cheek, seeing a speck of blood staining his clothes. Goo chuckled, standing up straight with a grin, “If I can remember right, you told me you got Eli Jang in trouble for basically the same thing. What was her name again? Heather?”

Goo blocked the upcoming attack, his pole raised and crossed above his face. He pushed Gun back with an effortless swing of the pole. He tilted his head and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. “How is [Name] any different from Heather? What does she have on you?”

Gun twisted his neck gently until he heard a crack, looking back at Goo as he hissed with venom, “Nothing.”

“Let me think, let me think….” Goo hummed, racking his mind for any possibility that someone like Gun would stay with a woman longer than one night. His face lit up and he broke out into a wide grin, pointing a finger at Gun. “Aha! You got the poor girl knocked up, right?! See, I always tell you to wear protection! Just couldn’t keep it in your pants, hm? Shaaame.” 

“Ugh, fuck no. I don’t want kids and neither does she. We made that clear at the beginning," Gun said with a sneer, annoyed beyond comprehension at Goo's antics. 

“Awe, I really thought she held something over you. How about this: I’ll stop fighting you if you tell me why you’re still with such a pretty girl like [Name]? Deal?" Goo offered, slinging the pole onto his shoulder. His eyes darkened as he spat maliciously, knowing each word would wind and rile Gun's emotions. "She deserves better than a perverted gangster, you both know that.”

Gun stayed silent, the corners of his lips tugging down into a frown. Goo’s last words struck a chord in him, sending a pang through his heart upon hearing an insecurity he’ll never admit to. Of course. Everyone told you to stay away from a man like Gun. People kept telling you you will only get hurt in the end, that a better man will come along and sweep you off your feet if you just waited, or you could always do better than him. But you never listened. You stayed by his side, even when the whole world looked down on you two. Even for months, he tried convincing himself he felt nothing for you, but after a while, he finally accepted that someone managed to tear down his walls and enter his hollow, cold heart — you. 

You were just a different kind of girl - no- a different kind of woman. A special woman he had the pleasure of meeting. One he wouldn’t dare let go of now that he has the privilege of calling you ‘mine’. And by any god out there, he won’t be a stupid fool to lose you.

Gun sighed. “I tell you and you’ll put this stupid fight behind us, right?”

Goo placed a hand over his chest, replying shortly, “You have my word.~”

“[Name] is just that special person you meet once in your life. One you know you can’t let go of because there isn’t another like her. Simple as that.”

“What?! Ugh, don’t be boring! Tell me more!”

“You asked why I  stayed with her and I told you.”

“Yeah, but I expected a story, not some sad attempt at an old man’s wise words.”

A low guttural sound rumbled in Gun’s throat, his eye twitching. “Maybe when I’m in a better mood I’ll tell you, but if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with my woman.”

Goo groaned and tossed his pole to the side, rolling his eyes and grumbling, "Fiiine, but you owe me a story. "

"Whatever—damnit," Gun looked at the clock once again and his face contorted into one of pure irate. "I'm late."

'8:12 PM'

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Your head rested on your hand, balancing a glass of wine between your fingers, twirling the cup as the liquid swished around. Your eyes were looking down on the glory of Gangdong, the shimmering, blinding lights of the city mesmerizing you. The city always looked beautiful at this time of night. You just wished you could enjoy it with the person you cherished. A sigh leaves your lips and you look away, eyes trailing to the other tables over the balcony. 

The lingering eyes of many strange men didn't faze you anymore, the two burly boys surrounding your table always making them avert their gaze as fast as it landed. A courtesy of your boyfriend, who was at least thirteen minutes late, who insisted on you needing to be guarded at all times. You knew if he were here, no one would dare to even breathe in your direction, let alone glance. 

The cool air pricked your skin and a shiver passed through your body, reminding you of where you were. For a man as smart as him, Gun tended to neglect keeping the season in mind when planning your dates. Nonetheless, you were happy he went out of his way to take you out on such a busy schedule. 

You jumped in your seat, snapping out of your thoughts. A jacket was wrapped around your frame, warmth immediately enveloping you as the fabric made contact with your bare skin. You looked up and smiled. 

Gun stood behind you, towering over your sitting form as he made sure you were nice and covered. His coat basically swallowed you whole. A small stuffed animal was tucked under his arm, it’s fluffy fur peeking out. He walked over to take his seat, pulling the chair out, and wasting no time to slip in. He waved to the guards and they nodded, beginning to clear the scene of people.

“Sorry I’m late, [Name],” Gun started, taking the stuffie out from underneath his arm and presenting it to you. Oh, how adorable. "I brought you a gift as an apology."

A small brown otter sat in his palms, barely taking up Gun's hands. It’s beady, plastic eyes looked straight at you, a little smile stitched onto its snout. A snort left you. The sight of such a well-dressed, intimidating man carrying such an adorable toy was  amusing. "Really now? Just a cute toy, Gun?"

Gun sighed and sat up a bit from his chair, leaning over the table, and cupping your face as he planted a gentle kiss on your cheek. As quick as it started, Gun's lips left and he was seated once again. You pout. "Don't give me that look, [Name]. We can do more at home if you want but not here."

"It's not wrong to be disappointed in no kiss on the mouth after not seeing your boyfriend for such a long time. Don't you think I deserve it?"

Gun smirked, placing his shades on the table and taking your hand, intertwining your fingers together. He gave a light squeeze and you didn't miss a beat as you squeezed his coarse hand back. The way you pursed your lips and looked at him with such glossy, innocent eyes made his heart swell. With such a pretty, cute face, it was hard to say no to you. "Hmm, maybe. But Olly told me you crossed paths with Hostel A." Gun spoke, slipping his hands from yours and picking up his dinnerware, quickly cutting the savory meat into pieces. He didn't hesitate to put a piece up to your mouth, a hand underneath so as to not have the juice leak. "I was told you nearly broke the Uncles' bones and Big Daddy himself."

Your face scrunched up and you scoffed, shaking your head. You placed the stuffed animal to the side, petting it. "Figured those assholes wouldn’t tell you everything. The ‘uncles’ wouldn’t leave me alone and I thought Olly was another one of those bastards,” you snap, sitting back in your seat with a scowl. “How was I supposed to know he was trying to help when he dresses like that? I thought he was trying to assault me for God’s sake!”

Gun placed down his fork on his plate and his face twisted into one of fury, eyes turning cold and rigid as all the warmth disappeared whilst his lips curled back into a nasty frown. You almost thought his infamous scowl was directed towards you, but you knew better. You dear boyfriend wouldn't dare lay a single finger on you if it didn't bring you pleasure. "They what?" 

You smiled softly, placing your hand over his as it clenched into a fist. With your small attempt at trying to soothe him by rubbing small circles, you spoke with a bit of hesitation, "Ah, yeah. They kept trying to get my number and wouldn't let me leave the booth I was in. I had no other choice than to use the training you taught me. Since I never met Olly, I really thought he was just another one of them and I reacted before thinking, making me attack him too."

Gun scoffed, shaking his head as he listened to your explanation with disbelief, every word fueling his rage of someone daring to hit on his woman. Every fiber in Gun's body screamed, wanting to feel their skin underneath his fists as he pounded them into oblivion. But the only thing stopping him was his date with you. For now, he'll put his anger aside to be with you and keep you happy. Who knows how long he'll be gone and when he'll see you again. The man has to make every second count. 

Yet, he couldn’t let this go unpunished.

"Fuck." Gun leans closer to you and sits on the edge of his chair. Placing his hand over yours, he slips his fingers to grasp your palm, and lifts your hand to his lips, pressing tender kisses against your knuckles. His thumb grazing softly across your fingers and his eyes flutter shut. You couldn't help but stare in awe, never quite seeing him like this.

So careful with you, so gentle, you were surprised he wasn't seething in his seat and threatening to break their heads open. Gun opens his eyes and looks up at you, shaking in his seat. “I promise I’ll have those fuckers begging on their knees for your forgiveness. They should know better than to treat a woman with such rudeness and disrespect. Shit, I’ll go right now. I’ll beat them till-”

Your sweet laugh reaches his ears, cutting him off from his little speech. You lean in and pull in his hand to your lips, pressing a tender peck to his coarse knuckles. Gun felt his heart race and skip a beat at the sight, shock crossing his features. You look up, looking at your boyfriend with mirthful eyes. “As much fun as that sounds, I'd rather you stay here. Please? I want to spend as much time with you before you go back to work.”

The man stayed silent for a few seconds, taking in your words. He looked away, clicking his tongue before he broke out into a small smile, a blush blooming across his cheeks and the tip of his ears burning a bright red. “Of course, [Name]. Though, you could’ve just said you like spending time with me.”

Giggling, you lower your hands and shake your head. “Gun, of course I like spending time with you. You’re my favorite person and I love you after all.” Your voice said those three words with such fondness, it’s as if the man was in a dream. 

If your words from before didn’t send Gun over the edge, your proclamation of love surely did now. He looked down, grinning like an idiot, showing a soft, bashful side he’s never revealed to anyone before. He swore his heart would jump out of his throat from how fast it was pounding against his ribcage. Gun grasped your hand tightly and sighed blissfully, Gently, he spoke, gazing at you with loving eyes, “I love you too.”

You smiled.

The tension in the air grew to be too much and both of you found it unbearable, wanting to do what both of you have been waiting for for weeks.

Both of you sat up and leaned over the table, closing the gap between you two as your lips interlocked, slipping together like if you were made for eachother. The kiss sparked and fed the fire both of you held in your hearts, burning brighter with every moment you spent at one another’s side. Gun couldn’t help but smile against your mouth.

As much as he hated being apart from you for so long, moments like these made the long hours worth it. If working so much meant he could provide for you, then he wouldn't mind doing it for the rest of his life if you had a roof over your head and a nice, warm meal at night.

Afterall, you were his woman.

And he loved you.

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©𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊 || 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 || 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 .

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[celestiagarden]

EVEN THO MY HEAD HURTS AND I CAN BARELY WATCH I NEED TO WRITE THIS BC ILL FORGET IT LATER.

VENTI WOULD BE JELAOUS TYPE OF BROTHER.

Imagine modern Au where he is in 4nemo and your fav is like Xiao. And we have posters and stuff of Xiao in our room . And he would be like "I should be your fav!!😒🤬"

HE WOUD FEEL ANGRY WHEN WOU WOULD NONSTOP GO AROUND XIAO AND STUFF. "😒🙄 I'm better anyway..."

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first of all how dare you exert yourself, this is unforgivable. OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!

second of all this has sm potential, because we all know venti is a drama queen. and modern!au venti is probably a bit of an attention hogger, just because why not? plus, I think he's very close to his sibling, especially if they're close in age. Venti being your older brother (older brother venti supremacy), you probably grew up with him as your first friend, and as your hero. and he likes it that way. he likes to be able to help you through life, help you avoid the mistakes he's gone through. he's a doting brother!! wants the best for you!! and its all fun and games that you support him and his little band, but when you actually start getting into their content and take a liking to xiao... i see two possibilities.

One: you just like the guy. and considering you're venti's sibling, you may have actually gotten the opportunity to meet him, eventually. was venti kind of on edge when xiao, aether and kazuha met you, because he's 100% concerned that the other boys will steal all your affection and all of a sudden he's not your hero anymore. it's you two's thing!! the mutual respect and admiration you hold for each other is sacred to venti. he wants to be your number one as long as he can. he wants to be the person you text about your littlest victories, or about your defeats. or the person you send memes to in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping!! so god forbid you not only like xiao, but he finds you tolerable too. venti won't have it, no sir!!

Two: god FORBID that xiao LIKES likes you. or that you like him that way too. yes, it irks venti that you have a stupid crush on his band member, but oh god does it make his blood boil when he sees xiao actually engaging in conversation with you. and then you two exchange contacts?! venti rarely gets mad, much less fuming, but this was NOT it. i swear to god he could storm up to xiao like "what the fuck do you think you're doing with my sibling?", takes the little piece of paper you handed xiao with your number on it, and tears it in two. once again; venti wants to be your number one for as long as he can. and he's all for you going out and going on dates!! but with the right people. Xiao is busy with a band, and a very popular one at that. Venti knows first hand how fame can affect people and the last thing he needs is a member of 4nemo being the source of your heartbreak.

in both scenarios he will spend Too Much Time reminding you that hey!! he's your number one, right? you're still siblings, right? there's no bond deeper than that! besides, he's the better musician, xiao isn't even mediocre compared to him, you're making a fuss over no one...