#i hate that poem with a passion but this is a vibe

[sempsimps]

Gregory Violet head cannons + NSFW

Season 4 of black butler has me thinking about a certain emo (Gregory not ceil but check out my friend @serve-corps if your into that) but like omfg he's so fine what for and like man wears lipstick I just he's so adorable I've never wanted to own the manga more in my life he's so- I should stop but like aaaaaa so this is head cannons mixed with actual cannon that was on the fandom wiki so that's fun I was thinking of writing a full story later but for now....

this is head cannons, and at the bottom, I'll have a warning for my nsfw thoughts. lol, just remember you're responsible for your Internet consumption, but before i get into this, it's all my opinions. Don't take it as gospel or anything like that, im having fun, alright? okay then.

Little head cannons

-he likes poetry. He gives that vibe like come on...(literally an hour later) Okay, so like, just seen a manga page of him drawing a jabberwocky around ceil like a sleep paralysis demon. a little back story on this particular poem is "a nonsensical poem about the killing of the jabberwocky" in 1871, apparently. this is very relatable to ceil and Gregory alike and like Google it for real (so like I was completely right about that and I didn't even know)

he smells like a mix of charcoal and acrylic paint like dusty but kinda nice, ya know (i go back to this further down)

-why dose he seem like he has autism, i cant explain it but, i have it to, so I'm not trying to be rude, but the bowtie he wears is like a normal tie but looser and nicer. and i hate ties, so i feel that in my soul. he also seems like he wouldn't like synthetic material idfk. also social situations suck, his voice is mostly monotone and quite, its not the typical "not understanding cues or not getting jokes" but its more like a social anxiety thing, and that's usually diagnosed with autism i think? (I'm not a doctor i don't really know. Maybe I'm projecting here a little)

-he's like defo bi or pan or perhaps an ace group. I'm not that educated on that lgbtq+ aspect apologies but that's the vibe (again, that's my opinion)

Dating head cannons male or female [brackets if pointed to someone with tits lol]

-bones. Need I say more? I like bones and rocks soooo be like, otters give him a bone (not like that-) or rocks he strikes me as a rock guy like smooth ones. idk how, but just get one he deserves it.

-painting dates if you struggle, he can easily guide you through it, his hand gently moving to help you use the right brush stroke. he's clearly more skilled in pencil/charcoal works, though we haven't seen much else [that takes skill and I take art like damn that's difficult]

-So apparently the sun and dancing makes him dizzy (it was on the fandom wiki) so definitely have water on hand and well he doesn't seem like the type to like anything plain becuse of the drink mixing so water is a no go to boring and i get that so grab one of those ball tea infusers and make flavoured water he can put the flavours in it like idk lemon slices and let it sit in the water maybe add suger (wait thats just flat lemonade lol whatever I'm a genius ik don't flatter me)

-stolen hoodie? Nah, stollen emo robe looking ass. it seems everyone in purple house has one, and well, yall could swap, or ya know, just wear his. if he has another obvious man is never seen without it, it could be a comfort for him. but like, he seems like he would have a bigger one, and it would smell so nice like charcoal and acrylic paint (that i mentioned earlier). Don't question it, but you can smell that, right? but there's a hint of passion fruit becuse he's trying for you (aw how cute) you can not tell me he doesn't like perfume and like its either passion fruit or cola adjacent like i know it probably wasn't around at the time but like you can see it (maybe i based this on a meme i found but shush)

-you paint each others nails need i say more? and even if you dont like/want to, he would just like to take time off with you to do his own or you do his. oh my god, I just remembered he wears eyeliner the same thing, but he likes you doing it. For some reason, you're better at it, and he doesn't want panda eyes.

-sneaking out at late to hide behind the boarding house, to just chill or chat, looking at the stars. It's a nice area, but yall gotta dodge the house master most of the time. Still, a little thrill never hurt nobody, just maybe given a Y or two if you're caught.

-hiding in your shoulder when the sun or people get too much to deal with. (I feel that so much)

-Gregory is a mix when it comes to pda. Overall, he doesn't like it could be a little overwhelming for him, but when yall with the other prefects, he might hold your hand, he's trying, and we love him for it.

-Gregory seems to observe his friends a lot, and so i think he truly values any relationships he has with anyone. on a whole, he usually draws people that are around him, like ceil, and i think i seen one of Lawrence. (idk i don't have the manga) so i think he would have a lot of sketches of you, be it in his work as doodles, or fully fledge charcoal drawings, maybe even a painting. but he values and enjoys being with you a lot.

-little snacks like fruit and chocolate almost like a picnic in the swan gazebo, but ya know not sharing with everyone unless Gregory wants to, also the fact your with the others in the swan gazebo is becuse, 1 your allowed to be there they've invited others before, 2 you get along with the prefects and drudges and they really don't care, 3 your either his drudge or the first two already applied before hand so you both seen no point in doing that.

okay, so i can't think of anything else wholesome to put down, and i just can't stop thinking, so now this is the warning I REPEAT NSFW BEOYNED THIS POINT!! ALSO HE IS 18-19 ACORDING TO GOOGLE

NSFW head cannons

- some general things, he's a switch or power bottom idk but i can see it so much he prefers you on top, though

-favourite body part would be chest. tits or not [but defo would love them so much like a stress toy] or the space between shoulder and neck, to hide in and bite....(he is a wolf lmao)

-right, so first off lipstick. oh my god... imagining it smeared in places and having prominent marks on your body made by him, like hickeys but removable. and like after he gives head, it would get so messed up on his face or you and just kissing him with it like that, getting some on your lips... (jesus, i need to touch grass)

-he likes art obviously, and well going back to the lipstick and hickeys, he wants to see what colour they turn, your like a brand new canvas just begging to be painted on by him, and honestly vice versa he's too pretty not to mark up..... (no comment)

-this is an all boys school they most likely don't have sex ed here and so you would have to teach him what to do but once he knows it kinda clicks right ya know [another reason i think he would just love titties becuse he wants to learn and i mean like he would get kinda fascinated with them] also he would be really sensitive in general and that's a great advantage to top (but hey you didnt hear that from me 0^0)

okay then that was that and ive run out of ideas now and i need to get this out of me ive got like 2 more things to write about this emo becuse i love and relate to him so much anyway hope that was good i try to be accurate even though this is head cannons and not real at all im still trying to be in character sorry if my writing sucks :)

[mundaneandmagicalcreature]

Media consumed during 2023

Books

The Secret to Superhuman Strength (2021). Alison Bechdel. 7/10

Salomé (1891). Oscar Wilde. 10/10

The Vampire Lestat (1985). Anne Rice. 8/10

Time is a Mother (2022). Ocean Vuong. 3/10 (I feel like an asshole, but I didn't like it)

The Queen of the Damned (1988). Anne Rice. 9/10

Infinity (2017). Hannah Moscovitch. 8/10

Bomarzo (1962). Manuel Mujica Lainez. 10/10

Stone Fruit (2021). Lee Lai. 9/10

The Vampire Armand (1998). Anne Rice. 7/10 (I hate Marius)

Mémoires d'Hadrien (1951). Marguerite Yourcenar. 2/10 (How do you make a bisexual emperor sound like a boring old man, Marguerite, how?)

The Tale Of The Body Thief (1992). Anne Rice. 5/10

Poems (1931). Wilfred Owen. 7/10

La Sed (2020). Marina Yuszczuk. 8/10

Spinning (2017). Tillie Walden. 9/10

Movies

Emma (2020). Autumn de Wilde. 8/10

Minari (2020). Lee Isaac Chung. 10/10

Das Cabinet des Dr. Caligari (1920). Robert Wiene. 7/10

Bones and All (2022). Luca Guadagnino. 7/10

Maurice (1987). James Ivory. 7/10 (the book's better)

Fucking Åmål (1998). Lukas Moodysson. 6/10

Die bitteren Tränen der Petra von Kant (1972). Rainer Werner Fassbinder. 6/10

Le Fil (2009). Mehdi Ben Attia. 10/10 (I would marry this movie if I could)

37°2 le Matin (Betty Blue) (1986). Jean-Jacques Beineix. 7/10

Salomé (1922). Charles Bryant, Alla Nazimova. 4/10

Interview with the Vampire (1994). Neil Jordan. 8/10

The Addams Family (1991). Barry Sonnenfeld. 9/10

Addams Family Values (1993). Barry Sonnenfeld. 7/10

Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio (2022). Guillermo del Toro. 8/10

渺渺 (Miao Miao) (2008). Hsiao-tse Cheng. 5/40

La ley del deseo (1987). Pedro Almodóvar. 7/10

და ჩვენ ვიცეკვეთ (And Then We Danced) (2019). Levan Akin. 10/10 (so, so, so sweet)

Morte a Venezia (Death in Venice) (1971). Luchino Visconti. 7/10

Disobedience (2017). Sebastián Lelio. 8/10

Shiva Baby (2020). Emma Seligman. 7/10

X (2022). Ti West. 5/10 (maybe I just don't like slashers; the music was 10/10 tho)

Back to the Future Part II (1989). Robert Zemeckis. 5/10

Ammonite (2020). Francis Lee. 7/10

Colette (2018). Wash Westmoreland. 6/10

The Duke of Burgundy (2014). Peter Strickland. 8/10 (unnerving and visually stunning)

Summerland (2020). Jessica Swale. 7/10 (Studio Ghibli vibes in a live action movie; a bit saccharine-y at times)

The Handmaiden (2016). Park Chan-wook. 9/10

The Favourite (2018). Yorgos Lanthimos. 10/10

Nope (2022). Jordan Peele. 8/10

Renfield (2023). Chris McKay. 6/10 (I liked the Nicholas Cage scenes, everything else was kinda meh).

Professor Marston & The Wonder Women (2017). Angela Robinson. 7/10 (sweet, romantic, entertaining, but at times it felt fake and manufactured, the way "based on a true story" movies usually are).

The Terminator (1984). James Cameron. 4/10 (it could have been 45mins instead of 1h45mins...)

Terminator 2: Judgement Day (1991). James Cameron. 6/10 ("If you didn't like the first why did you watch the second?" Because I love my sibling)

Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade (1989). Steven Spielberg. 6/10

Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992). Francis Ford Coppola. 9/10

The Silence of the Lambs (1991). Jonathan Demme. 10/10

Sycorax (2021). Matías Piñeiro. 8/10

Black Narcissus (Passion of the Swamp) (2022). Peter Strickland. 8/10

Carta a Mi Madre Para Mi Hijo (Letter To My Mother For My Son) (2022). Carla Simón. 7/10

Is It Too Much To Ask (2019). Leena Manimekalai. 6/10

The Actress (2021). Andrew Ondrejcak. 9/10

Shakti (2019). Martín Rejtman. 6/10

El Silencio es un Cuerpo Que Cae (Silence Is A Falling Body) (2017). Agustina Comedi. 10/10 (so sad, so tender, so loving)

Meeting The Man: James Baldwin in Paris (1970). Terrence Dixon. 9/10 (Something tells me this is an excellent documentary; but there's a lot about "talk about certain things in a certain way" and "you know what I mean?" and no, I don't know what he meant or what things and ways were those).

Aftersun (2022). Charlotte Wells. 10/10 (who will lift this elephant off my chest now?)

Vers La Tendresse (Towards Tenderness) (2016). Alice Diop. 6/10

Silvia Prieto (1999). Martín Rehtman. 9/10

Camarera de Piso (Maid) (2022). Lucrecia Martel. 1/10 (the audio was unintelligible)

Contes Immoraux (Immoral Tales) (1973). Walerian Borowczyk. 4/10

Ojo Dos Veces Boca (Eye Two Times Mouth) (2023). Lila Avilés. 8/10

Az prijde kocour (The Cassandra Cat) (1963). Vojtech Jasný. 8/10

O Ornitólogo (The Ornithologist) (2015). João Pedro Rodrigues. 8/10

Uma Paciência Selvagem Me Trouxe Até Aqui (A Wild Patience Has Taken Me Here) (2021). Érica Sarmet. 6/10

Squish! (2021). Tulapop Saenjaroen. 3/10

Fugue (2023). John Gianvito. 6/10

Η δουλειά της (Her job) (2018). Nikos Labôt. 8/10

Playback (2019). Agustina Comedi. 10/10

Maine Diil Nahin Dekha (I Am Yet to See Delhi) (2014). Humaira Bilkis. 1/10 (I have seen instagram reels with more argument and better structure)

Proyecto Fantasma (Phantom Project) (2022). Roberto Doveris. 7/10

El Vuelco del Cangrejo (Crab Trap) (2009). Oscar Ruíz Navia. 6/10

Ema (2019). Pablo Larraín. 9/10

Los Fuertes (The Strong Ones) (2019). Omar Zúñiga Hidalgo. 7/10

Phörpa (The Cup) (1999). Khyentse Norbu. 7/10

Նռան գույնը | Nran Guyne | Sayat Nova (The Color of Pomegranates). Sergei Parajanov. 10/10 (The weirdest movie I've ever seen, and one of the most visually stunning ones)

Voyage of Time: An IMAX Documentary (2016). Terrence Malick. 10/10

إن شئت كما في السماء (It Must Be Heaven) (2019). Elia Suleiman. 9/10

Potemkiniştii (The Potemkinists) (2022). Radu Jude. 2/10 (yes, I know the Russian government is evil, but please tell me something else)

Nr. 1 - Aus Berichten der Wach- und Patrouillendienste (From The Reports Of Security Guards and Patrol Services) (1985). Helke Sander. 8/10

Liborio (2021). Nino Martínez Sosa. 6/10

Sendiri Diana Sendiri (Following Diana) (2015). Kamila Andini. 6/10

Valkoinen Peura (The White Reindeer) (1952). Erik Blomberg. 4/10

Wadja (2012). Haifaa Al-Mansour. 10/10

La Femme Au Couteau (The Woman With A Knife) (1969). Timité Basori. 4/10

Tornar-se um Homem na Idade Média (Becoming Male In The Middle Ages) (2022). Pedro Neves Marques. 6/10

Un Garibaldino al Convento (A Garibaldian In The Convent) (1942). Vittorio de Sica. 6/10

Théo et Hugo dans le même bateau (Paris 05:59 Théo & Hugo) (2016). 7/10 (20 mins of porn followed by an hour and 10 mins about post-exposure prophylaxis and the importance of public health and transport systems)

Suplement (The Supplement) (2002). Krzysztof Zanussi. 7/10

天下乌鸦 (All The Crows In The World) (2021). Tang Yi. 6/10

L'Échapée (Escape) (2009). Katell Quillévéré. 8/10

An Exercise In Discipline - Peel (1982). Jane Campion. 1/10

La Amiga De Mi Amiga (Girlfriends And Girlfriends) (2022). Zaida Carmona. 2/10

Matka Joanna od aniołów (Mother Joan Of Angels) (1961). Jerzy Kawalerowicz. 8/10

Please, Baby, Please (2022). Amanda Kramer. 8/10

Magari (If Only) (2019). Ginevra Elkan. 7/10

Amansa tiafi (Public Toilet Africa) (2021). Kofi Ofosu-Yeboah. 5/10

Holy Spider (عنکبوت مقدس) (2022). Ali Abbasi. 10/10

Movies (II, 'cause I reached the character limit in a section)

Les Cinq Diables (The Five Devils) (2022). Léa Mysius. 8/10

Close (2022). Lukas Dhont. 10/10 (so, so, so sad)

Rien à Foutre (Zero Fucks Given) (2021). Emmanuel Marre, Julie Lecoustre. 7/10

Un Affaire De Femmes (Story Of Women) (1988). Claude Chabrol. 10/10

Serpentine (2022). Eva Doležalová. 2/10 (good photography, but the story is trite an shallow)

Strange Way of Life (2023). Pedro Almodóvar. 7/10

Belle (2013). Amma Asante. 6/10 (not terrible, but cardboard-y like it was written to teach middle schoolers history)

Series

Severance (2022-). Season 1. Dan Erickson. 7/10 (entertaining but i wanted more answers)

Atlanta (2016-2022). Season 1. Donald Glover. 9/10

Atlanta (2016-2022). Season 2. Donald Glover. 9/10

Atlanta (2016-2022). Season 3. Donald Glover. 8/10 (very uneven)

Atlanta (2016-2022). Season 4. Donald Glover. 8/10 (Mr. Glover, why was the last episode dedicated to product placement?)

The White Lotus (2021-2023) Season 1. Mike White. 6/10

The White Lotus (2021-2023) Season 2. Mike White. 7/10

The Last Of Us (2023-). Season 1. Craig Mazin. 9/10

Anthony Bourdain: Parts Unknown (2013-2018). Season 1. Anthony Bourdain. 8/10

Six Feet Under (2001-2005). Season 1. Alan Ball. 9/10

Six Feet Under (2001-2005). Season 2. Alan Ball. 8/10

Six Feet Under (2001-2005). Season 3. Alan Ball. 8/10 (Nobody Sleeps is my favorite episode so far; so close to my own understanding of what love is)

Six Feet Under (2001-2005). Season 4. Alan Ball. 9/10

Gravity Falls (2012-2016). Season 1. Alex Hirsch. 8/10

Six Feet Under (2001-2005). Season 5. Alan Ball. 8/10

Good Omens (2019-). Season 1. Douglas Mackinnon. 8/10

Good Omens (2019-). Season 2. Douglas Mackinnon. 9/10

Gravity Falls (2012-2016). Season 2. Alex Hirsch. 9/10

The Bear (2022-). Season 2. Christopher Storer. 10/10

Dictaduras Latinoamericanas (2016). Pablo Gregui and Marcel Cluzet. 3/10 (the episodes were way to short to teach me anything beyond common knowledge)

What We Do in the Shadows (2019-). Season 5. Jemaine Clement (?). 7/10

The Newsreader (2021-). Season 2. Michael Lucas. 10/10

Our Flag Means Death (2022-). Season 2. David Jenkins.4/10

Over the Garden Wall (2014). Patrick McHale. 10/10

The Fall of the House of Usher (2023). Mike Flanagan. 9/10

Misc

Pokemon Leaf Green (2004) 3/10 (beating the pokemon league was a debt from childhood but it was so boring)

Escape From Monkey Island (2000) 6/10

HBO's The Last Of Us Podcast (2023). Season 1. 10/10

The Procession to Calvary (2020). 10/10 (I expected a fun, silly little game and got exactly that)

Stardew Valley (2016). 10/10

[remtheenlightenedone]

Things to know about me Tumblr #1 :

💜I only read ship fanfiction under "fem!reader" only because I'm afab. It depends on my mood to read "male!reader" content.

💜Im neither left nor right and I don't take stances on alot of things. I choose to be indifferent because at the end of the day it'll give me a headache and nothing will be accomplished. Plus I hate politics. Too much b*tchin' and not enough action.

💜"If you support xyz, block me" ok? Why would it matter if I did? Also I saw this alot on Twitter so don't expect me to follow along with any bs like that on here.

💜I like cane toads. Australia and Florida shut your mouth. dni if you don't like them. They are adorable!

💜I'm late to team cat but cat videos have been the best therapeutic thing I could ever watch during any sickness. Little meow meow kinda alright!

💜If I don't like something I'm just gonna block. No reasons. Just block. If you bringing bad vibes I'm blocking. Period.

💜Until I'm able to im not going to spend any money on commissions from other artist or writers. And no I will not turn my hobby into a profit. I'm good.

💜If I say something that ooc do not read too much into it. If I choose not to share, do not press me. All you will get is silence. Ty 🙏🏽

💜Green is a beautiful color. Especially emerald. I love it. If you don't, why is your life so sad? /lh

💜After spending years on Twitter I do not tolerate negativity of any kind. Sorry but I'll have to block that. Also lmk if I already posted something like this in the post.

💜✌🏽🙏🏽👍🏽 I am a poc. But that shouldn't matter. Im just like every other autistic person with mental issues out there. Sometimes I'll use the default yellow emojis cuz I'm lazy 😛

💜I like to write and draw mostly. Poems have been my thing now.

💜Also if you like anything that's a negative setback for me I'm going to assume you did it out of spite and I'll block you. Who likes post like "I spent a day in the hospital because people on the internet made me want to unalive myself" and thinks thats acceptable???? So if I post something like "the internet ruined my love for my one passion in life" there better be no likes. Especially if that's all you're going to like!

End of rant

💜I write fanfiction. It was mostly nsfw stuff but kinda took a break after an accident I had where I stayed in the hospital for two months. I also draw but since the internet DID ruin that hobby for me I probably won't post anything for a while :/

💜my music taste vary. Rn I'm into Eminem. He's just a vibe rn.

💜I've been having sleeping problems since I got back from the hospital. So if you see me up past 5 am... Hello :3

💜when you actually get to know me I'm pretty chill.

💜while looking into things like daoism and Buddhism it made me appreciate atla/tlok even more. Eastern culture is very beautiful!🙏🏽

💜I love people unconditionally like I love myself. Always.

💜I like cane toads and any frog or amphibian as pets. I don't like seeing them hung up as trophies or made for taxidermy. I will shut that down asap.

💜sometimes I message random people. But if I message you it's for a reason. Especially if it's a commission. Like I said I don't need any commission rn but just in case.

💜I'm also prone to make hella typos! Check my hashtags.

💜I go from ghetto speak, to proper, to old english, to vague all in one. Or manic. Manic is definitely one of those typing types I have but can I tell you how it looks or describe it idk. But I guess manic pixie naive positive speak is one way to describe it?

Ngl that's all I can think of now. I'll post more if I can think of anymore. Same with hashtags. I'll keep you posted.

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi, I'd like to ask for a match-up if you don't mind. This might be fairly lengthy or idk sorry about that. I use she/her and I think I'm pan although I would much rather not use labels for something as fluid as sexuality. My love languages are quality time and acts if service.

I've been told that I seem unapproachable to those who dont know me, which is understandable since I'm reserved around others most of the time. However, that's not the case at all with my close friends. I'm far more relaxed and expressive around them.

I'd say I have very low self esteem and find nothing to like about myself so I rely heavily on external validation, but only from people who mean somethingto me. I fear being perceived in a way i don't want by them so that sometimes leads to me being insincere with them at the start of relationships.

This will be a cliche but I've had my gifted kid burnout lol. It lead me to have a horrific work ethic like even right now I'm procrastinating on revising for an exam lmao. As for my grades they vary according to how much the subject interests me. Like I score really well on subjects like Math, English and psychology but in subjects like chemistry and physics, they're insanely unpredictable depending on if I liked that topic or not (anywhere from 40-100[which is sad tbh wish I was more consistent💀 also idk the us grade equivalent]) so I'd say interest plays a really important role in my actions.

That being said I gain and lose interest in stuff pretty quickly so it is really hard to talk about hobbies or likes and dislikes lmao. But a general trend that I've noticed is I unironically like pretentious shit lol. Psychology, law, philosophy and literature interest me very much. Other than that I've recently been getting into astrology bc of a friend and it's kinda fun?? Lol. Oh and for what it's worth I'm a Capricorn sun and moon and Virgo rising.

I also really like writing and have a collection of poems, some of which are embarrassingly edgy but in my defence I wrote them while having an emo phase back in middle school. But I still enjoy writing poetry and other short pieces. I also like singing and I think I'm slightly above mid at it idk. Other than that I like spending time with people who don't drain me on good days.

I tend to mess up a lot in relationships bc idk I somehow end up convincing myself I'm not worthy of them so I self sabotage a lot. Idk if this is relevant but I struggle a lot with mental health but I sought help this year so slay. I can also get pretty obsessive over them due to my pretty bad mental health. And uhhh like idk but if those feelings are not returned it just crashes and burns lmao like I end up hating them, which is honestly awful on my part, but I have to hate them too get over them. But eventually that hatred fizzles out into indifference but idk.

But uh sad stuff aside, I love passionately lmao. Like I spoil the fuck out of my friends and people I love. Handmade gifts, surprise trips, playlists or idk, just lying on the bed vibing in silence I just like hanging around with them. I make all of their problems mine and don't stop until I make them go away completely, or if I can't, I feel guilty about it. I'd say I like helping people. I want to be a therapist because I want to help people feel better or at least let them have some semblance of peace. Seeing that my efforts have made someone feel better makes me inexplicably happy.

And after all that would looks matter lol idk. But like it's safe to say that I'm conventionally ugly lmao. But I don't really mind it. I've made peace with it.

Ok that was genuinely long so sorry about that ahaha. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and have a great day!

I match you with...

Jumin.

You're the kind of person that is hyper-vigilant about everything that you do. No matter how you came to be this way, it's something that you're aware of and you have a hard time turning off. You are aware that actions have consequences and decisions can do things to other people. One of the things about being an empathetic person is you are constantly checking yourself. It means that you're a good person who always tries their best, but it also means that you wind up limiting yourself in other ways because while you try to emotionally regulate others, you forget to emotionally regulate yourself.

In that case, you need somebody in your life who knows how to remind you that you come first. It's important to help other people but don't take off all of your clothes in a blizzard to protect somebody else and leave yourself with nothing. So having somebody in your life that knows how to take care of other people is important. It makes you a powerful duo in your own right when you're having a good day, but it also keeps the two of you in check when you need a reminder that you need to be taken care of. Jumin is your man for that reason. He can be there for you and you can be there for him.

You’re passionate, too. You like to create with your hands and that leads to you sitting around with Jumin as you work, and he chuckles in approval, working on his projects at the same time. He loves to watch you make something out of the tools you have! It inspires him to focus harder on the hobbies he has. It’s meant to be methodical... but you remind him that it’s a creative endeavor, too. A labor of love molded by your hands. You inspire your lover every day just by being the person that you are. Love is strong and true, and you never have to be afraid of looking over at him and not seeing the same love-filled eyes. It’s always there in his heart.

[sleepingsagittarius]

Worst Venus signs in men in your opinion? In terms of cheating and other nice stuff

I would like to first say that this is my personal opinion and experiences with men of these venus signs. This is in no particular order so please don't get mad at me thanks.

1. LEO VENUS: I fucking hate Leo Venus men with a passion.  These fuckers are the attention whores of the zodiac.  If you like a Leo venus but they don't like you the same way they will still flirt and make it seem like they like you when really they’re just looking for an ego boost and a dick rub. Will continue flirting with you when they’re in a relationship too.

2. Cancer Venus: Clingier than a wet t-shirt. I dont vibe with these men tbh. They like to pretend they can flirt but they can go from being sweet and loving to straight up being whiney and clingy. They some how always trigger me in wanting to hurt their feelings cause they’re so soft and annoying.

3. Virgo Venus: I hate them so much but am so attracted to them (probably cause a lot of virgo placements in synastry go into my 8th house). Biggest perfectionist but with other people so they dont have to deal with their own imperfections. 

4. Aquarius Venus: The kind of guy who isn't even half as smart as he pretends to be but still thinks he is Jesus. Absolutely the worst at flirting.  Will make you  question EVERYTHING about your connection because they'll be so interested in you and then all of a sudden you’re being ghosted. And if by some miracle you confront them the response is always “that wasn’t my intention” and gaslight the shit out of you. 

5. Capricorn venus: I don't have much experience with these men but the ones i do are better friends than partners cause a lot of them have the “I date to marry” mentality and personally, if someone has this mentality its a straight red flag for me and I can tell you straight up we would not get a long in a romantic connection. In terms of cheating, they’re most likely to cheat on you with someone hotter, younger, and dumber. 

6. Pisces Venus: The type of men that will never get over their ex/old crush and project that onto their partners, trying to mold them into the fantasy of their ex. Will use their guitar skills and poems to get you hooked and then gaslight you when you confront them about still being in contact with their ex and somehow they end up being the victim.

7. Sagittarius Venus: HIMBOS. So lovable but yet so fucking dumb. 

8. Aries Venus: Selfish lovers. Will be watching themselves flexing in the mirror while having sex with you and only care about themselves finishing. Jackhammer dicks. If an Aries venus starts a fight with you they probably horny but couldn't actually say it cause they have the communication skills of a needy toddler.

9. Libra Venus: Again another placement that I dont have much experience with but the only thing I can say about them is that they’re usually extremely attractive. Very much no thoughts, head empty but at least they’re pretty energy. 

10. Taurus Venus: Definitely the least likely to cheat because they’re so loyal but also are too lazy to find someone else so they just call themselves loyal. Even though they are dull as rocks they love paying for things, for you but now that I think about it its just another way for them to control you cause they are possessive as fuck. Can be similar to Aries in the way of seeing people as possessions and not actual human beings with feelings and thoughts. 

11. Gemini Venus: Will love everyone else but you. Straight up inconsistent but overall fun to hangout with and talk to. Slutty motherfuckers which kinda turns me on. 

12.  Scorpio Venus: SEXIEST AND KINKIEST MEN THAT WILL FUCK YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL AND BACK.  These men are so fun and best to have playful, sexual banter with.  They have a way with their words that just know how to make me feel so hot and bothered in a good way.  If I am going to say anything bad about this venus sign I will say they will most likely cheat on you when they really want to destroy a relationship so they can't go back (but that doesn't always work cause they love resurrecting from the dead just to haunt your ass).

[bitter-sweet-coffee]

look idek what warning to put here, but there's like, a novel and a half below the cut that's just... 6 hours of me going on tangents i never finish or clarify. no proofreading. no organization. it's absolutely not worth your time. but... i literally spent so long writing it that if i don't hit post it'll somehow be even more pointless?!?

basically there are no positive outcomes in any scenario with this post but the only remaining tragedy achievement is me writing all this and then deleting it. what proof will i have that i wrote nonsense for HOURS to avoid my research because i double dosed my meds and had too much caffeine?!? i gotta save this for the memories because no one will believe me if i tell them i live a fucking crazy life and use this as an example.

also for the record i'm goin thru it psychologically at the time of writing this. like, mania-turned-psychotic-episode, overstimulated, disassociated, exhausted, and currently procrastinating a LOT of serious things which only adds to my stress and scatterbrained gibberish. so like... please be kind but also don't get all freaked out either; i have enough psychological control rn to assure you i'm fine and this is just how i am sometimes... but i usually don't make extensive posts online during my more unstable periods. i gotta use the internet rn anyways tho so who's gonna stop me from hyperfocusing on the WRONG tasks?!? 🤪

okay, just had to say all that, and if you think my disclaimer is long? honey... you don't even have a big storm coming just keep scrolling and don't look back. don't click read more. it's not just "read more" like, it's MORE. a LOT more. too much. and like, there's literally nothing valuable there it isn't like my usual longposts that have a point or vague coherence. it was simply a huge waste of my time and it'll be an even bigger loss for you.

i can't even recommend mental stability as armour or a requirement since taking that away from you will make me feel bad, so if you're healthy please don't damage yourself with this.

ADMISSION REQUIREMENT: freaks, executive dysfunction regulars, people in boring classes, insomniacs, and sadists can proceed. and i'm STILL sorry to y'all because i didn't enjoy this either.

... so tell me why social media discourse takes itself more seriously than these people.

i've had profs with multiple doctorates and influential publications that changed academic discussions forever who like, roleplay deltarune characters on discord with students to avoid marking papers or cancel the last 2 weeks of class because they don't want to do 9 am lectures and know that we're all busy and probably gonna skip anyways. profs who change their mind and take assignments out of the syllabus since no one wants to do them and they don't wanna mark them. profs who forget their own publication deadlines because they were reading fanfiction, profs who hate the university administration more than you do, profs with mental health issues, queer profs, profs who play video games, or have tumblr, or make spotify playlists for every lecture and think the grading system is stupid, profs who hand out extensions if you ask because they weren't going to mark them all at once anyways, and profs who assign weekly pdf articles instead of big books and 300 dollar textbooks— even their own— because they're exhausting to read and super overpriced.

so many instructors in english literature are shifting away from academic essays and towards multimedia creations and fun writing prompts. "i don't want to read a 30 page research essay when i can read a brief informal paragraph explaining how this video game has the same vibes as this anonymous poem!" and "you can record a podcast or paint a picture or write fanfiction or do a minecraft letsplay as a character or honestly? do whatever you want as long as there's passion with coherent thoughts behind it!" and "word limits are stupid because adding nonsense to drag out your argument makes the paper worse: write whatever comes naturally as long as you sufficiently explain your argument but please don't make me read 70 pages in a 200 level course this is supposed to be easy on everyone"

i'll be real with you: academics are fucking bored. the content is stale. students dismiss profs because they seem like pretentious assholes who don't care about who/what they teach, but 99.9% of the time profs only seem dry and unapproachable because no one reciprocated their enthusiasm, and it was super awkward during classes, so they stopped trying.

some younger profs haven't stopped trying because they understand and haven't gone numb to their own content yet, and it's so painful to watch them put out good vibes and get ghosted by hostile students too focused on marks or checking things off their to-do list when the profs themselves would prefer conversations over the stupid assignments they're required to give you.

we talk about gamers, artists, other freelancers, musicians, thespians, dancers, and so many other career paths that require sacrifices, risks, and prejudice THAT I AM NOT DISMISSING but at least there are people acknowledging the isolation, instability, mental and physical health issues, social-wide neglect, and resilience of these people. to some extent anyways. people who break free from the mold and do something they love in spite of the consequences?

well, haha, if you voluntarily pay a fuckton of money and spend the duration of your 20's in school when everyone around you is actually earning money from jobs or at least enjoying their friday nights THERE IS SOMETHING DEEPLY WRONG WITH YOU!!! even if you get placement, if you don't have tenure (hard to get) the faculty is gonna dump extra shit on you that needs to be perfect or say goodbye to your crappily paid job. do you know how many publications and conferences and deadlines and actual work goes into that crap?!? you're supposed to answer questions no one in your field gives a FUCK about with no guidance or support or outline even though everyone is demanding you get your research done and then they're never happy with it. the elders in your field hate you (a cycle that hasn't been broken yet because those older esteemed people with tenure were in your boat once too) and i have a feeling no one outside the academic world likes you either since you're too hard to understand, pretentious, have no life, etc...

oh and on top of that? you gotta teach a bunch of people who don't wanna be in your class, hate the content because a) another instructor ruined it for them or b) it's a degree requirement and tbh you probably didn't have a choice either since 9/10 times this isn't what you wanted to teach and/or the faculty admin made you include it anyways. all that other work? well now you have to grade shit that a bunch of people didn't wanna write: even if profs have TA's to help with grading they're still required to handle a chunk of it and also deal with TA questions/concerns/regradings/pissed students/policies they're confused about that you're ALSO confused about. oh and a bunch of stupid questions since people don't read instructions and decide blame you for that?

also... do you know HOW FUCKING HARD IT IS TO TEACH??? you have to like, triple understand it and predict/plan for every fucking misunderstanding/question/problem that you can think of. including stupid questions. you'll also get a lot of people who ask things you either don't have the answer for or have the answer for but someone doesn't like it. and even if you're a flawless instructor who can handle every academic/behind the scenes/personal/basic human responsibilities or task (unlikely but i know profs who come close for at least 2 of those) someone is gonna be a dick about it.

... that dick is probably a student who is pissed they had to actually go to at least one lecture, semi pay attention, and read assignment instructions to get a good mark.

... brats who get mad about deadlines because they have other responsibilities and need extensions who go batshit insane when marks aren't released yet

... some y'all aren't gonna like this one: disabled students who say academia is ableist and profs are always evil if they don't accommodate and show sympathy because mental/physical health hinders their performance... but the thought that their prof might be disabled never crosses their mind. just like how you don't need to disclose that information, they don't either! profs can be neurodivergent. they can have conditions you aren't aware of. suffer from chronic pain. are battling an illness you don't know about. they can have mental illnesses. trauma. so many other examples, and this isn't a disability per say but THEY CAN HAVE PERSONAL EMERGENCIES TOO. maybe it's menstrual cramps, executive disfunction, someone close to them died, they relapsed on SH or addiction, are being abused or have been abused in the past, forgot their meds that day, cried all night, couldn't get out of bed, their favourite/comfort character died so they're feeling sick and can't focus on the lesson, didn't have time to eat because a loved one needs them, got triggered by the subject matter and don't know how to teach it, have a surgery next weekend and are worried about giving extensions since they won't he able to grade/put your marks in before THEIR deadline, had a bad interaction or just woke up feeling like crap so they're crossing their fingers the lecture runs smoothly, only to get shitty emails or bullied on rmp?

and y'know what? i don't care if your prof seems like a dick, because we're open minded about those appearing to be rude who are actually victims that didn't receive enough support to to their personal experiences and/or generational/ethical conditioning... until they're a 60 year old white guy who rolls his eyes when someone slyly ask a question or counters something he said to "school him" and "prove he's an overpaid, outdated, problematic bigot." maybe it seems really badass to people who are 2 weeks into the course... but he's been correcting that crappy misinformation for 30 years and your "okay boomer" attitude couldn't be more misplaced; this guy has probably been in the field longer than your parents have been alive and you think he missed this obvious oversight after teaching this course for decades?

if you think for a second that someone like my imaginary prof has it easy because of gender/race/sexuality/religion/ableness there are so many flaws to you logic because a) you can't confirm any of that shit and b) do you think extensions, accommodations, and other resources were available when they were getting their degree or even during most of their lifetime? i mean shit, we're all about helping meemaw understand what pronouns are and how they're used until it's your prof who was beat by his dad and classmates because "university is for devil worshipping snobs and faggots! if you think you're too good for the family business you're dead to me" and thinks this is normal. it doesn't matter if his peers/instructors were all "cishet white men" (since no one else counted as a person and they couldn't be anything else anyways) because if they were all forcefed toxic masculinity and misinformation that literally no one else could correct, embracing the privilege was their only move.

yeah yeah this isn't limited to profs since it's a sloppy and reductive commentary on entire generations that i'm not putting enough effort into, so take it with a grain of salt and try to hear me out in good faith since i'm improvising as i write this in a very unstable state with no intentions of proofreading or ensuring my point is clear. basically, the privileges we acknowledge in others are not the only ones out there because WE have privileges they don't. if you want "privileged people who benefit from the prejudiced foundation of a society that oppresses and profits off of suffering minorities" feat. more social media hot take discourse buzzwords etc etc etc.

"fuck reductive labels because they're inaccurate and build on outdated western mentalities, but also i'm gonna continue to judge someone based on labels i give them because i 100% know a person's race/gender/sexuality/ableness/psyche/religion/other things i consider to be privilege better than they do because they don't know what these things are and if they do it's wrong!!!"

okay, maybe YOU can pick and choose queer content based on if a contributor has a "your fave is problematic" entry or if the representation is approved by the community, take "am i gay?" quizzes in middle school, overcome internal prejudices through social media discourse, learn ethics through fandom trial and error, see enough cancellations to understand what NOT to do, or get enough adhd tiktoks on your fyp to self diagnose/get a formal diagnosis/access medical support/read articles and understand the medical side of things to validate your experiences/practice coping mechanisms and google tips/talk to other people with adhd/work on accepting you aren't a defect who didn't try hard enough/receive accommodations/know you aren't alone even if your current environment doesn't accept you because other places and people do. maybe this segment is too long but you at least has the time and ability to read it, on an electronic device, which you can access almost any time btw, and it'll give you access to endless content (which is somehow even more endless if you download a vpn and switch regions: yeah, infinity plus infinity level shit. oh and that's like 1% of the internet we're using all the maths in this parentheses tangent that's within a tangent within a tangent multiplied by a billion more regressed all inside a whopping procrastination activity. yay me! ok no more meta shit i already forgot where this fragment/sentence/paragraph/section/rant was going 7 times now)

okay. maybe you got this far and are totally lost, and i have no way of knowing how extensive the psychological damage is because I'M not even reading this post, so the real conversation is between you and the words on your screen, i have nothing to do with this experience. my fingers may have typed everything so far but my brain has been playing shrek 2 the entire time, so this is your mental health check since there is no thesis or sense of direction but i'm exhausted despite not being mentally present unlike you. i am just typing words as they appear based on writing patterns and routine from when i'm awake.

^^^ that's not a joke or shitpost btw so even if i've led you to believe it is at some point, so i am gonna be fully transparent in the caplocked paragraph below. it is as close as you're getting to me, bitter-sweet-coffee or whatever name you know me by, being aware and in control of my actions for the entirety of this derailed rant:

OKAY, BEFORE WE RESUME OUR SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING, I AM FORCING MYSELF BACK INTO MY BODY AND STEALING BACK MY SENSE OF SELF JUST TO EMPHASIZE WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY, SO YOU KNOW I AM BEING HONEST. BABES, I AM REGAINING CONTROL OF MY PSYCHE TO ENSURE THAT AMIDST ALL THIS DISASSOCIATED WORDVOMIT, YOU CAN TRUST SOMETHING 100% THAT I ACTUALLY MEAN. A MOMENT IN THIS BITCH THAT MY LESS UNSTABLE SELF WILL ALSO AGREE WITH. CLARITY BURIED IN THE 11TH HOUR OF THIS NEVER-ENDING STREAM-OF-CONSCIOUSNESS WALL OF TEXT. MY DARLINGS, i have no fucking clue what this post is supposed to be. there was probably an outline or vague concept 3ish hours ago when i started, but good luck asking me what it is now! some parts read like a viral tumblr psa but there are way too many rushed ideas that branch into tangents and unanswered questions. yeah i know there's no fucking coherence, but even though i'm aware everything i'm putting online this week is extremely concerning, it doesn't make anyone feel better if i say i know or put disclaimers because instability makes people uncomfortable. yeah we like freaks on the internet and y'all expect this shit from me by now, but even this is too much for my shitposting reputation, because at least i typically have enough control over my brain to proofread or follow a train of thought. i mean shit, not even i'm following this and it's my writing, which isn't even the most confusing thing i'm able to decipher, so unless you're god or extremely unstable this is probably the most incoherent thing you've ever read or at least since beowulf... or like, french. or russian cursive. or doctor-handwriting. or flat earth conspiracies. or the code to sonic 06 because NO ONE knows what the fuck happened there. actually, if you've used wattpad or twitter there's a chance you can make sense of this, but if you use either of those apps enough to comprehend their contents you're probably not fluent enough in actual recognized languages to successfully open tumblr and get here in the first place. okay, i can't think of anymore jokes that aren't even good so let's move on! basically, i love y'all, and even if i know this post is a train-wreck of a mistake that will worry people, it ain't gonna stop me. sure i might be goofy, unstable, informal, and hard to understand, but i also have credentials as an academic, well-spoken, published, articulate, accomplished, REPUTABLE person when i need to be in formal settings offline. FOR THE RECORD that's not a flex: we know i don't do labels or ego stroking beyond semi-satirical rarepair supremacy jokes and sonic lore flexes. my genuine intelligence has been my saving grace because i just KNOW if people thought i was some american teen from tiktok with no formal education or career accomplishments who regurgitates misinformation they saw on twitter y'all would REPORT ME!!! I WOULD BE BULLIED OFFLINE! "who's this cunt with the bad takes?!?" followed by "no no dw it's just another bsc moment on tumblr" is so important to bring up rn because it's not supposed to be a brag guys, my educational reputation is all i have to justify the stupid shit i post on here 😭 if i didn't remind people i am smart and accomplished when i need to be you'd think this is all i'm capable of and conclude that my stupidity is my full potential... THIS ISNT EVEN MY FINAL FORM! gah, i'm getting imposter syndrome and this was supposed to be the shorter heart-to-heart in a "brief" intermission that turned into another derailment. alright, even if there are glimmers of big brain theses buried anywhere that just needed an author from a healthier time and place, we know damn well i'd procrastinate/overthink/forget them if i deleted or drafted this monstrosity for another day... also i'm on mobile we know tumblr won't fucking save this LMAO IF THIS DELETES OR THE APP CRASHES (if you're reading this it obviously didn't, so idk why i'm @ ing a nonexist target) I'M GONNA BE SO MAD EVEN THOUGH THIS IS GARBAGE, SO A GLITCH FROM TUMBLR WOULD DO EVERYONE A FAVOUR. ITS MY GARBAGE THAT I WASTED VALUABLE TIME AND ENERGY ON!!!

wow. i discovered the text-block limit, that's embarrassing. at least it forced me to finish a thought (kinda) and complete my moral takeaway from like, 3-5 thousand words ago. SO LET'S GET BACK INTO IT!

okay look, i'm not suggesting it's everyone's job to be a doormat to mean old professors. that was where this was going, right? because even though spent a really long time on privilege and how older generations that are stuck in their ways deserve more compassion, you shouldn't let some dude hatecrime people and torture students. generally speaking, you shouldn't write off bad behaviour as a trauma response because even though i believe everyone is a good person if they have enough support, compassion, resources, and are encouraged to want to change... bitch this isn't a fucking utopia we're living in a fucking death circus. the last thing on people's minds is giving harvey fucking weinstein a redemption arc even if that would fix some shit because awful people learning to be good people teaches growth and self awareness that leads to more accountability and prevents more bad people from hurting others because resources and normalized support and systemic causes for bad people blah blah blah even I'M sick of my own tangents.

actually... this proves my point— the most recent unfinished one that is. YEAH, WE CAN UNPACK THE MORALITY AND PROGRESSIVE IDEAL COURSES OF ACTION AND UTOPIAN TAKEAWAYS FOR EVERY FUCKING SITUATION. NOT EVERYTHING IS BLACK AND WHITE. NOTHING YOU SAY CAN EVER BE ALL-ENCOMPASSING BECAUSE WORDS ARE HUMAN INVENTIONS THAT ARE NOT DESIGNED TO ACCOMMODATE EVERY SCENARIO. YAY, MISQUOTED NIHILISTIC DERRIDIAN HOT TAKES FOR MY GAY SONIC BLOG, RIGHT?!?

we all get it (probably). everything has an exception. but, as i stare anxiously at my clock and try to calculate how many hours i've been typing for instead of working on my actual work that matters, it's kinda obvious:

we don't have the fucking time or energy to do in depth discussions for every conceivable thing. no position will ever be enough, no words will capture truth in its rawest form because humans... have no clue what the FUCK they're doing. language, arts, the scientific method: the tools we use to express ourselves, the very resources we rely on as we try to pinpoint something undeniable, something constant, the way we go about actually PROVING something??? we can't even fucking agree on those! we made maths and sciences and words and arts but we can't even trust them because... well. if WE fuck up a lot and established ways to not fuck up... they're also fucked up.

sure we programmed computers and say they make perfect numbers but girl,,, WE made the computer and the numbers. sure it finishes our formulas better than we do but did the guy making the formula do a good job? maybe, but how do we know it hasn't been warped over time to an unrecognizable degree. there are billions of languages with endless dialects and regional variations for each one. WHO GENDERED THE FUCKING NOUNS IN FRENCH??? YOU'RE TELLING ME THERE ARE WORDS THAT ONLY EXIST IN ONE LANGUAGE? LIKE, THERE ARE NO TRANSLATIONS??? okay, so what the FUCK does that mean if we're the ones inventing translations in the first place? don't make me think about all the dead languages and their secrets or all the lost texts and stories... aight now i'm just sad

sceptic prompts aside, i hope you understand what i mean when i say we're never gonna do a perfect job of explaining shit. that's probably why i started so many things here and got distracted because i predict "what if's" and feel the need to sub-explain every ambiguity. that's not a valid excuse for this literary hatecrime but it's a bit of context i suppose.

where was this going? see my point?!? okay this was supposed to be the quick return to my pre-intermission thoughts that fixes shit, but nah it caused more problems. adding to the never-ending pile of jibberish.

RIGHT THE CRAPPY PROFS. yeah you have bigger things to worry about just don't be a dick and treat academia with a petty attitude but then demand acceptance and understanding because peace and love and social justice mantras. the diversity you're advocating for should extend to those who didn't have it, even if those people are shitty and misinformed as a result of their less progressive upbringing.

BASICALLY, EVEN THE PEOPLE YOU DONT THINK HAVE IT HARD DESERVE THE COMPASSION I WAS PUSHING EARLIER. the sobstory profs and the absolute cunts you want to strangle are both dealing with shit and i don't expect you to "fix them" but if i see people using bad prof anecdotes to justify hating all/some educators i'll eat your skin like it's kfc or something. idk, apparently people LOVE chicken skin! insert a featherless biped joke here if you want and if it'll make sense for you, i just wanted a threat that wasn't gonna be too mean because reading to this point is punishment enough even if you deserve worse lmao. the "privileged" profs still went through hell and the last thing we need are more generalizations based on profiling. mean profs could have been nice once so maybe power through the rbf and dryness by continuing to be nice and attentive: you might just save someone! and future students! and your gpa!

okay, no more lectures. here's some crap i wrote at the beginning that kept getting pushed lower and lower as i went on a billion tangents. it's probably more academic advice and silliness but i'm not gonna bother checking so uh, take it away past me...? yikes, good luck:

so, you don't wanna do that assignment? well, the prof doesn't wanna read it, neither does the TA. same shit new term, no one benefits, and they're marking a LOT more essays than you'll ever have to write

so, you didn't understand the reading and are afraid to say something in lecture in case you don't know what you're talking about? chances are your prof is either in the same boat and has no coherent plan for the lecture and also doesn't know wtf is going on, or this is their special interest they dedicated their career to and they'd rather just infodump the whole class anyways.

"i'm scared to go to office hours" these guys either have no social life and/or family, or they do and none of them understand what the fuck they're saying. do you know how hard it is to have normal conversations or make small talk when 99% of your brain is shit no one but maybe 4 other scholars in the world give a shit about?!? EXAMPLE FOR YOU FANDOM FOLK: IT'S NOT JUST INTERACTING WITH NORMAL PEOPLE, IT'S TRYING TO MAKE FRIENDS IN A DEAD FANDOM WHEN YOUR FAVOURITE CHARACTER IS A NOBODY AND YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP HAS NO CONTENT BESIDES YOUR OWN, EXCEPT FOR MAYBE 2 OTHER PEOPLE WHO YOU'RE TOO AWKWARD TO INTERACT WITH BEYOND FRIENDLY TAGS WHEN YOU REBLOG THEIR ART.

short answer to that ^^^ go to office hours. especially humanities profs or weird science profs, not just because you will do a LOT better on assignments but because they're lonely and appreciate it. when i go to office hours my profs are either trauma dumping or incoherently rambling about blorbos from their manuscript or batshit crazy theories no one wants to write/hear about.

like, think about how you feel when you get asks or nice tags or comments on your fanfic/art/videos. even questions about your au or opinions! hot takes maybe?

what about when new people follow you or ask questions about the fandom you've been in for years: when someone asks a silly question about the lore are you more likely to see red and fucking kill them, or use this as an excuse to infodump and excitedly point them towards secondary content and inform/motivate them, even splashing in your own personal theories? i know it's the second one don't lie to me or yourself.

at the end of the day, i just want people to know that the stimulating debates people have online in the 21st century are the fucking green forums, while the "scholars" and esteemed academics that so many people write off as pretentious or too serious are fucking losers. they're freaks. i want every academic to have tumblr because they're SO FUNNY OH MY GOD!!!

when i see y'all talk about blorbo from your shows all i can think is "damn this is more coherent than when i ask my prof a question and she excitedly rambles for 20 minutes without actually answering anything because she's so overjoyed someone finally asked" and am reminded of all the special interest/hyperfixation positivity. researchers are just people paid to get lost in their own thoughts and words because their niche is their universe and it gets lonely when no one else bothers to check in.

oh, and if they're dedicating their entire life to something no one gives a shit about and worker their ass off to make it profitable... they're one of us. probably into fandoms. assigns music to their work. make memes about their theories because no one takes them seriously anyways. absolute fucking LEGENDS

TLDR which i know y'all need:

profs are based as hell fjdksldldlds go talk to your instructors they're lonely like you are and listening goes a long way. the internet is way too serious now to the point our "serious" communities that we believe are more strict are actually the most lax places.

so like... when we talk about tumblr being the worst place ever and brought up it's cursed reputation for YEARS but then actually witness 2022 and go "nevermind.... this is the only fucking place online to exist safely" because what the FUCK are those other places doing???

yeah. that's academia. the tumblr of conversations (aka full of freaks but the fun kind: WAY LESS THREATENING AND PSYCHOLOGICALLY DAMAGING than the "silly sites" which have evolved into... no i don't even have a metaphor or joke for this one. it's just awful lmao)

cool idk how to end this after wasting 1/4 of a day making no sense, here's george:

[ukulelecal]

Bloom - Part Two

The story of flowers.

Pairing: Poet!Luke Hemmings x Female!OC

Warnings: a bit more angst but def more fluff. implied smut. a couple swears probably. hella feelings. mentions of anxiety

Word Count: 6.8k

A/N: here is the second part!! less sad than the first!! lol anyways, i hope you guys love it, there will be one more part after this! reminder that feedback and reblogs are sosososo important to creators x 

series masterlist

my masterlist // posted on ao3

*One year later*

Devon’s new school wasn’t all that she had imagined it to be.

Her classes were great. She was learning so much and her professors were very encouraging and helpful. Everything else, however, wasn’t so ideal.

She wasn’t fond of her classmates. Perhaps she was just so used to her old school, but everyone rubbed her the wrong way. She had only found a few friends that she trusted, but she didn’t even see them much. They had attended undergrad at that school, and they already knew everyone. Devon couldn’t quite make her way into the friend group.

She wasn’t a fan of the city, either. It simply didn’t have the vibe or the excitement that home did.

Home. She tried not to use that word to describe where she once lived, but her mind continuously went back to it. She knew exactly why.

That’s where Luke was.

Devon hadn’t heard from him since she moved. She left with a very brief goodbye and good luck wish, but that was it. She held back her tears during the Uber ride to the airport and all through the plane ride.

Luke, now alone in the apartment, broke down as soon as she left. He should have been the one taking her to the airport, kissing her goodbye and promising that everything would be okay. But nothing was okay anymore.

It had been a year since Devon moved, and the now broken up couple was doing a lot better. Devon distracted herself with schoolwork and trying to find her place in her new environment. She took up kickboxing as well as a way to let out her emotions, although the muscles she was developing were a plus as well.

Luke still had the same coping mechanism he always had; writing poetry. He poured his heart and soul into countless poems. They were completely raw, completely honest. He held nothing back. Frankly, they were his best work.

Devon’s first year of grad school officially came to an end. It was as if a weight was lifted off her shoulders. She couldn’t say she was happy there, but she wasn’t there to make friends. She was there to get her master’s, and she wasn’t going to quit. For herself and for her family.

A very unexpected text quickly changed any plans that Devon might have had for the summer.

It was from Luke.

“Hey Devon. I know it’s been a while and I hope grad school is going well. But it's official. My first poetry book is getting published. You probably don’t want to hear from me, and I understand, but you were always the person that believed in me the most. Thank you for that. Truly. I wouldn’t be here without you. I’m having a release party in a few weeks. Nothing big, just close friends and family. It would mean a lot to me if you came.”

Her heart skipped a beat as soon as she saw his name flash across her screen. Not a single word had been exchanged between them in the past year. A part of Devon had been wishing that he would reach out, even if it was just to say hi and check in. She almost texted him a few times, but something always stopped her.

Hearing from him after so long brought an array of emotions, but the one that overwhelmed her the most was pride.

Devon knew how much this meant to him. He opened up to her about it on their very first date freshman year. She remembered sitting across from him at the coffee shop on campus, and the way his eyes lit up as he talked about releasing a book. She found his passion admirable, and she had every faith in him that he would succeed. She was his biggest supporter through the years; she was there to comfort him when he got rejected and help him through his bouts of writer’s block. He always told her that she was his biggest inspiration. Most of his poems ended up being about her in some capacity.

Despite everything that happened between, Devon couldn’t fathom missing this momentous time in his life.

With a deep breath, she typed out a reply.

“I would love to come. It means a lot that you thought of me.”

The weeks leading up to the party were utterly nerve wracking, for both Devon and Luke.

It took Luke a few days to work up the courage to invite Devon. He was scared she hated him and wouldn’t care to come, that she would be appalled at him thinking even for a second that she might want to see him again. It took a lot of convincing from Ashton, a college friend that he invited to move into the apartment once Luke realized he couldn’t afford the rent on his own and that he couldn’t stand being in the apartment by himself, but he did it. Luke wasn’t sure he breathed at all in the minutes it took her to respond.

Now that she was officially attending, it left the two to question what seeing each other would be like after a year apart. Would it be awkward? Would they end up having another argument and cause more pain? Would they be unrecognizable to each other?

The uncertainty was painstaking, but Devon reminded herself that she was there to support Luke, and Luke reminded himself that he would have given up a long time ago if it weren’t for Devon.

The time finally came for the release party. They both hardly slept the night before. Luke was alone in the bed that he used to share with the woman he hadn’t seen in a year, while she laid in a hotel bed just blocks away. Things felt different knowing that they weren’t hundreds of miles away anymore, and the next day they would see each other.

Devon pandered around her hotel room all day, doing her best to distract herself. She scrolled through every channel on the television, but nothing kept her attention. She did a workout, but every song on her workout playlist managed to remind her of Luke in some way.

They day dragged on until it was finally time for Devon to get ready. She played calming music in the shower to slow her heart rate and took her time doing her hair and makeup. It took some effort to steady her hands, but she got the job done.

Luke had been able to keep himself busy all day. A couple of his friends, Calum and Michael, shared a flat that was decently bigger than Luke’s apartment, and graciously offered to host the party there. Him and Ashton went over there early to make sure the place was clean and that all the food and drinks were ready.

Once guests started arriving, the nerves came back in full force.

He could only hope that he was really ready to see Devon.

For her, the Uber ride to the address Luke gave her hit every single red light. She bounced her leg in the back seat, unsure if she was thankful for the longer ride or if she hated it. On one hand, it gave her more time to prepare herself. However, every passing second made her nervousness increase.

Time stopped when the car parked in front of the flat.

She stared at it for a moment, the fact that Luke was just inside making her fingers tremble.

She didn’t realize she was still sitting there until the driver asked her if she was okay. She quickly thanked him and climbed out of the car.

Devon slowly made her way up the walkway, reminding herself with each step that this was a huge deal for Luke. His dreams were finally coming true. He had expressed to her that he credited her in part for his success. He must not have harbored any major negative feelings against her, otherwise she wouldn’t have been invited.

She almost felt a sense of calm as she reached the front door.

She slowly pushed it open, Luke having told her it would be unlocked and she could let herself in. Once inside, she didn’t see him right away. She recognized some friends from her undergraduate days, but nobody seemed to notice her right away.

A tall figure came out from the kitchen, and Devon had to do a double take.

Luke had certainly grown in their year apart.

His curls were shorter in the back and longer on top, and it looked like they had been dyed at some point. He opted for a pair of glasses instead of contacts, and he had a beard. She had never seen him with more than some stubble. He had on a forest green sweater that she always said was her favorite; she wondered if he had worn it on purpose. She couldn’t blame him if he did, considering she was wearing the long sleeved, yellow floral dress that Luke always said he loved on her.

He looked completely different, but at the same time, he was still her Luke.

All of her anxieties melted away the second he looked at her.

“Devon.”

It felt so natural. It was as if all of the pain that came from the last time they saw each other had gone away. They both knew in the back of their minds there wasn’t any bad blood between them, as much as their breakup hurt. Neither had exactly done anything wrong.

“You made it,” he continued through a deep breath.

“You know I wouldn’t miss this for the world, Lu.”

Devon looked the same. Her hair was a little longer than the last time he saw her, and he could tell that she had put on some muscle from the way she filled out her dress a little more. She looked good, healthy.

Luke silently thanked whoever was listening that she seemed alright, at least physically. He could acknowledge that he went into a bit of a downward spiral in terms of taking care of himself when she left. He hardly slept and completely shut himself out from everyone that reached out to him. Ashton moving in helped, but certain days made it bad again, like when their anniversary and Devon’s birthday passed. He didn’t want the same for her. He wanted her to do better than him.

Devon had her bad days too. She did better at the beginning when she had so much on her plate, but once things settled down, she was a wreck for a while, not much different than what Luke was like.

He hesitated only a moment before taking Devon into his arms. He prepared himself for her to pull away, but she did quite the opposite. She melted into him, cheek resting against the soft material of his sweater.

Devon remembered all the times she needed a hug. Whenever she had a bad day or was stressed out over school or simply just wanted to be held, Luke was always there. He would mumble a soft assurance under his breath as he took her into his arms, holding her tight as if she’d be gone forever if he let go. He would whisper whatever it was she needed to hear at the moment, although sometimes it was nothing at all.

She didn’t realize how badly she needed this one.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Dev,” Luke whispered into her hair. He could smell the same coconut shampoo she always used and the warm, sweet perfume she always wore. It brought a sense of comfort and familiarity.

“I’m glad to be here. I...I really missed you, Luke.”

The confession felt good. She tried to deny the fact that she missed him, but seeing him again, she realized how much she really had.

“I missed you too.”

Luke pulled away from the hug and kept his hands on Devon’s shoulders. The same blue eyes met the same brown ones. The ghosts of smiles tugged at their corners of their lips. Every worry they had about seeing each other had gone away.

“I want to say congratulations on your book,” Devon mumbled, fiddling with the small clutch she brought. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you,” he responded, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. “I have to say, I-”

His sentence got caught off by a shout of his name from an arriving guest. He sighed and sent Devon an apologetic look. There was a lot that needed to be said, so much that needed to be talked about, but they knew that this wasn’t the time or place to do so.

“It’s fine, go on. We’ll catch up later, bub-” she cut herself off, the pet name she called him so often about to slip from her lips so naturally. “Okay?”

Luke sighed sadly but gave her a smile. He understood why she stopped herself, but God, he would have loved to hear her call him that again.

“Okay. See you in a bit, Dev.”

Luke slowly walked away to greet the new arrivals while Devon wandered off to find people she knew. She came across her good friends from undergrad - mutual between her and Luke - who thankfully seemed excited to see her. They made small talk and asked about grad school before easing into questions about Luke. She should have expected it, but she hadn’t talked much about the breakup since it first happened. It was easy to simply not mention it to her grad school group and they wouldn’t know the difference, but these were the girls that she called sobbing at random times during the day when she needed to talk. It was natural that they were curious.

“Did you two talk at all while you were gone?” One asked, and Devon shook her head.

“No,” she sighed. “I think that was best, though.”

Devon’s eyes trailed to the right. Luke was talking to some family members, laughing. A small grin tugged at the corners of her lips. His laugh was musical and contagious. She always felt proud of herself when she made him laugh. Not that it was a difficult task; he loved to laugh. For Devon, getting to hear the noise was like a gift.

“Dev!”

She snapped her gaze back to her friends. Their expressions were a mixture of smug and concerned. It was obvious that Devon hadn’t gotten over Luke in the past year. She still looked at him the same way she always did. They were still concerned that she would get her heart broken again.

“You still love him, don’t you?”

Devon glanced over at him one more time. She tried to convince herself that she didn’t. She almost threw away her shoebox of poems just to prove it to herself, but she couldn’t do it. It would always be him.

“Of course I do.”

…

The rest of the night, Luke and Devon didn’t speak. They weren’t avoiding each other, but the weight of the conversation they needed to have required the crowd to go away and the festivities to die down before it could happen. They exchanged glances and small smiles, saving the talking for later.

Devon purposely hung back as the crowd startled to trickle out the door. Luke had made a small speech thanking everyone for coming and celebrating with him. Everyone took it as the hint that the party was over. Deciding to help out while she waited, Devon busied herself cleaning up a bit in the kitchen.

Footsteps caught her attention, but they didn’t belong to who she figured they did. Instead of seeing Luke, she saw Ashton. He was Luke’s best friend, and while him and Devon never got super close, she still considered him a friend.

“Hey, Dev,” Ashton greeted with a grin, opening his arms for a hug that she gladly accepted.

“Hi, Ash. How have you been?”

“Good. Just working,” he chuckled as he pulled away from the hug. “You? How’s grad school?”

“It’s pretty good.” Good if he asked about her academics and not her social life, that is.

“That’s good.”

Ashton leaned against the counter across from her, shooting her a look. She raised her eyebrows in expectation.

“Luke’s been freaking out, you know,” Ashton mumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets. “About seeing you.”

Devon sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Somehow, knowing that he was nervous too was comforting.

“Glad it wasn’t just me.”

“He really missed you. I’m sure he’ll tell you all this himself, but in case you don’t believe him, take it from me. He missed you so, so much.”

Devon couldn’t help but smile a little. It was good to hear it from someone else.

“I missed him too. A lot.”

Before Ashton could reply, Luke stepped into the kitchen, eyes flickering back and forth between his best friend and his ex girlfriend. Words got caught in Devon and Luke’s throats, neither of them sure what to say.

“I guess that’s my cue to get out,” Ashton joked, breaking the awkward silence. “Let me know when you’re ready to go home, Luke.”

The man walked out of the kitchen to help Calum and Michael clean up in the living room while Devon turned to look at Luke with furrowed eyebrows.

“Home?” She questioned.

“Ashton moved into the apartment a little while after you left,” Luke admitted, scratching the back of his neck. He took Ashton’s spot against the counter. “I needed a roommate to help with the rent.”

He left out the fact that being alone in there only reminded him that she was gone and he needed someone to keep him company.

Devon nodded in understanding, but felt another twinge of guilt. She hadn’t considered that she was leaving the financial burden onto him. Thankfully Ashton was there.

“How was your night?” Devon asked genuinely. The party was to celebrate his success, and she genuinely hoped he enjoyed it.

“It was really great.” Luke sent her a thankful grin. “I know I said it before, but it really means a lot to me that you’re here. I was afraid you wouldn’t want to come.”

“This is everything you’ve ever wanted. After everything we’ve been through, I would never miss this moment in your life.”

Devon sent him a sad smile that he returned. There was still so much that needed to be said, so much to discuss. A tension hung between them, but not one of anxiety or dread. It was desperation and desire. A yearning for what they once had.

“We need to talk, Dev,” Luke whispered what they were both thinking. “Like, really talk.”

“I know we do.” She glanced at the clock on the wall beside his head. “But it’s getting late. My flight back isn’t until Monday. Maybe we can meet up tomorrow, if you’re free? Get lunch?”

Luke nodded in agreement. It would be best if they both got some sleep and recharged before talking seriously.

“That sounds good.” Luke turned to look at the clock as well and laughed. “I know it’s past your bedtime.”

Devon rolled her eyes playfully. She was the “go to bed early, wake up early” type, while Luke was the opposite.

“Exactly. I need my beauty sleep.”

“Boy, do I know it.”

The two laughed together, for the first time in a long time. It felt so right.

“I should head back then,” Devon announced, reaching behind to grab her clutch that she had set on the counter. “Let me just call an Uber and I’ll be out of here.”

“Don’t worry about that. Ash and I came together, he’ll drive you back. Where are you staying?”

Not one to turn down a free ride, Devon rattled off the name of her hotel. Luke led her to the living room to get Ashton and say goodbye to Calum and Michael. Luke thanked them again for letting him have the party at their place before they were out the door and piled in Ashton’s car. Luke took shotgun while Devon slipped into the back.

The ride to the hotel was quiet. Only Ashton’s soft indie music and the sound of other cars filled the car. Shortly, Ashton pulled to a stop in front of Devon’s hotel. Luke turned around in his seat to face her.

“Thanks again for coming, Dev,” he mumbled softly, a grin on his face.

“Thanks for inviting me. And thanks for the ride, Ashton.” He nodded in acknowledgement before she turned her gaze back to Luke. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Tomorrow. Who knows what tomorrow would bring?

“See you tomorrow.”

Devon climbed out of the car and headed towards the doors, sparing one last glance and a wave before heading inside. Luke watched as she walked in, a small sigh escaping his lips. He turned his head to see Ashton with a smirk on his face.

“What?” Luke questioned.

“You still love her, don’t you, mate?”

Luke sighed again, glancing back towards the doors. Devon was already out of sight, probably in the elevator already. He knew exactly what she was going to do when she got to her room. She would kick off her shoes and then take her makeup off. She’d go through her night time skin care routine, put her hair in a bun with a silk scrunchie, and finally change into her pajamas, which were usually just a big t-shirt and panties. She would probably spend some time reading or watching cooking videos on TikTok before going to bed.

“Of course I do.”

…

Devon swiped one last bit of lip gloss across her lips when Luke texted her that he was outside. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her purse and phone before heading downstairs to meet him.

The anxiety was coming back. Seeing Luke was one thing, but having a full on conversation was another. It didn’t help that the conversation would surely lead to the topic of their relationship. Their breakup.

Luke was feeling similarly. He had paced around the apartment all morning until Ashton gave him a pep talk. He reminded him that if they didn’t talk, Devon would just leave again and nothing would change. Nothing would get fixed.

The sound of a creaky car door opening snapped Luke from his thoughts, looking up to see Devon climbing in. He sent her a smile.

“Hey, Dev.”

“Hey, Luke. Bertha’s still kicking, I see?” Devon joked as she buckled her seatbelt. She knew that Luke wasn’t going to get rid of his beloved Prius until absolutely necessary, but the fact that the car still functioned at all was shocking.

“I think it might be her time soon, but for now, she gets me where I need to go.”

Bertha survived the drive to the small diner that Devon and Luke agreed on, albeit the radio cut out a few times. It was a new place and Luke had been wanting to try it. A part of Devon wondered if he really wanted to try it or if he just didn’t want to take her to one of the places that they frequented when they were together. Frankly, she wouldn’t have wanted to go to one of their old spots either. It would have felt too odd.

Once inside and seated, a waitress came to take coffee orders before scurrying away.

“Tell me about grad school,” Luke began, saving the more serious topics of conversation for later. It was best to start off casual and simply catch up on everything that had happened in the past year.

“It’s alright,” Devon sighed. She would have fibbed, but she felt no need to lie to Luke. “My classes are great. I’ve learned so much and my professors are awesome. It’s just…”

She trailed off, unsure how to put her thoughts into words without sounding pathetic. She didn’t want Luke to judge her.

“What?” He pressed gently, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“It’s the other students, I guess. Everyone at our school was so great, but the people there are just not so friendly. And most of the other grad students did undergrad there, so I couldn’t really fit my way into a friend group. And there’s just not as much to do in the city as there is here,” she explained, her hands occupying themselves with the napkin in her lap.

She locked eyes with Luke, waiting for his response. He could have used it against her. He could have guilt tripped her for leaving and then not being happy. But Luke would never do that and Devon knew it.

“Well that’s not good,” he mumbled sincerely. “I’m sorry, Dev.”

He truly did feel bad. Every day while Devon was gone, he thought about her. He hoped she was having a good day and that her education was going well. It pained him to think that she wasn’t having a great time.

“It’s okay. I mean, I’m there for my master’s, not to make friends.” The waitress came back with their drinks and took their lunch orders. “Anyways, tell me about your book! What happened with the publishers and everything?”

The fact that Devon’s grad school wasn’t everything that she had imagined was still bothering him but Luke went along, knowing she wouldn’t want to talk about it.

“I sent another draft to one of the ones that was interested before, a while after you left. He said he liked the majority of it but wanted a few different ones. It took me a while to figure out what he wanted, but eventually I got it,” he rambled. “I’m really happy with it.”

“I’m glad,” she replied, heart swelling with pride. “When does it come out?”

“Next week.”

Devon hummed in acknowledgement, already making a mental note to pick up a copy for herself.

“How about work?” She questioned after a sip of her cappuccino.

“You’ll never believe it,” Luke chuckled. “I got promoted to a manager position.”

“Really? It’s about time!”

Devon and Luke had a running joke about Luke’s job. He had been there the longest other than the owner, an old woman who still moved like a teenager. She always hung a promotion over his head, suggesting it but never following through. Luke knew she was planning on giving it to him eventually. It was just a matter of time until she actually did, and the two would always make jokes about it.

They made small talk until their food came, causing the duo to fall into silence. Meaningless conversation about the weather could only last so long until what really needed to be talked about came out.

Soup and sandwiches didn’t last long enough. Their plates were cleared and there was no point in stalling anymore.

“I think we fucked up.”

Luke’s statement was unsugarcoated. He couldn't say for sure how Devon felt, but every day throughout the past year, Luke felt like he was making a mistake. Everyone around them was shocked at the news of their breakup; if there were any college sweethearts that would actually last, it would be them. That certainly didn’t help Luke’s pain when everyone else knew it was a mistake too.

Devon felt tears burn the back of her eyes as she nodded softly. He was right. Perhaps it was best at the time, but they couldn’t do another year of being apart.

“I think we did.”

Her voice broke, taking a deep breath to calm herself down and not cry in the restaurant.

“Hey,” Luke cooed soothingly, noticing the tears and reaching across the table for her hand. As his hand encased hers, at that moment, everything felt like it was going to be okay. “Maybe we should go somewhere more private.”

Luke paid the check and made their way back to Bertha. The need for privacy left them with two options; Devon’s hotel room or the apartment.

“Maybe we could go to my hotel room,” Devon suggested. “That way we won’t bother Ashton.”

That was only part of the reason. Devon wasn’t sure how she would feel if she stepped into her old home in the current state of their relationship. All of the memories her and Luke had would come flooding back. The hotel room was a neutral place without connection to what once was.

Luke agreed and drove to the location he remembered from the night before. The elevator ride up to Devon’s room was heavily silent, hands brushing against each other but never interlocking. The sound of the door shutting behind them once in the room was thunderous, the sound signifying that there was absolutely nothing between them and the inevitable anymore.

They stood in the middle of the room for a moment, looking anywhere but each other. There was no good way to start the conversation. There was no easy way to talk about a painful breakup that led to a year apart, then being reunited.

Without the right words in mind, Devon threw herself at Luke. She wrapped her arms tight around his middle and buried her head into his chest. Luke returned the gesture, holding her as close as he could. The hug said more than what either of them could put into words.

It wasn’t until a few minutes that Devon finally found something to say.

“I can’t keep doing this, Lu,” she whispered shakily. “I can’t keep missing you like this.”

“This is all my fault, Dev. I was the one who didn’t think we could do it. Fuck, honey, I’m so sorry.”

Devon surely didn’t think it was his fault. He had every right to be upset that she was moving so far away, and he had every right to be scared of what the distance would do to their relationship. She felt the same way. They broke up to spare themselves the pain of long distance. It hadn’t taken long for them to realize that the pain of being broken up was much, much worse.

As much as she tried to push the thoughts away, Devon couldn’t help thinking about how if she hadn’t left, this wouldn’t have happened. She knew that she did nothing wrong and that her education was just as important, but she had never intended to pursue it in expense of her relationship.

“This isn’t your fault. It was both of us. We were just saving ourselves from the pain. Besides, I was the one that left-”

“No,” Luke cut her off, glancing down at her. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for this. You did absolutely nothing wrong.”

Devon lifted her head up to meet his gaze. His face was serious but his eyes were completely sincere. She had always feared that he would hold a grudge against her for leaving. One look into the gorgeous blue eyes that she fell in love with told her that he didn’t.

“I never want you to blame this on you going to grad school. I want you to know that I completely support your decision and all your aspirations, honey. I will never hold that against you.”

Tears brimmed Devon’s eyes again, but these weren’t tears of pain. They were of love and adoration. Luke was the most amazing man she had ever known. He had a heart of gold and was one hell of a poet. She had never felt so loved as she felt by him.

“Please tell me this isn’t over, Luke,” she whispered, hands moving to cup his bearded cheeks. A single tear slipped down the soft skin of Devon’s cheek. “I love you. I never stopped. Please tell me there can be an us again.”

Luke wasn’t sure when he started crying, but a sudden wetness on his cheek alerted him of the act. His hands tugged Devon’s waist to bring her closer, noses brushing touching and breath mingling. They could hardly remember the last time they had been that close, the last time they felt love so intensely.

“I’ve wanted us back since that day a year ago. I love you more than anything, Devon. Always have, always will.”

For the first time in over a year, Luke and Devon’s lips connected in a kiss. It was nothing short of passionate and heavy. The love they hadn’t been able to express for so long was rising to the surface, coming out in the form of mumbled words, bruising kisses and desperate touches.

Frantic fingers worked the buttons of Devon’s flannel, slowly pushing her backwards until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed. The offending item was discarded to the floor and the newly reunited couple crawled onto the bed. Devon shivered under Luke, a reaction caused by a mixture of the cool sheets against her bare back and his lips on her neck, his beard providing a new sensation that she hadn’t felt before.

The past year was difficult. If they could go back in time and fix it, they would jump on the opportunity without a second thought. But just maybe, it made them stronger. Maybe they needed to begin to wilt in order for them to bloom.

…

“What do we do now?”

Devon curled closer to Luke as a crisp breeze cut through the darkening evening. He sighed and wrapped the blanket tighter around them.

“I’m not sure.”

The couple sat in the trunk of Luke’s car with the door popped open, parked at a lookout point that overlooked the city. It was something they used to do all the time in college. It was comforting to return to their old traditions, knowing that they had fixed what they broke.

It was Sunday evening, the day before Devon flew back to her grad school city. They may have gotten back together, but they were still faced with the same problem as when they broke up. Devon still had a whole year of grad school left, miles away.

“I’m not sure I want to go back,” Devon admitted, eyes fixed on the city lights. Luke snapped his head to look at her, eyebrows furrowed.

“What do you mean? Are you saying you don’t want to finish your degree?”

Luke would never forgive himself if she gave up her master’s degree because of him. He didn’t want the distance either, but he could never hold her back from her dreams.

“No, no, I want to finish. I just...I wasn’t happy in that city. This is my home. I’m happy here,” she explained. She tore her eyes away from the view in favor of looking at her boyfriend. “With you.”

Luke dipped his head down, pressing a kiss to her temple. Devon leaned into the affection that she had missed so much.

“It’s up to you, honey. I don’t want to hold you back. Just know that if you do stay there, I’m going to really try this time. I promise we’ll make it work, and I’ll be here for you no matter what.”

Devon grinned at his words. She didn’t realize how much she needed to hear that; that the past wouldn’t repeat itself. However, she didn’t want to put either of them through the suffering of a long distance relationship when she didn’t even want to be away.

“I appreciate that, bubs. But I just can’t do that to us after everything we’ve been through.” She thought for a moment, trying to decipher the best course of action. “Maybe I could finish online.”

Luke nodded in acknowledgement; it was a good compromise. Devon got to finish her degree at the school with the best program, and she didn’t have to be so far away. It benefitted Luke as well, not just her. However, he didn’t want to sway her either way.

“If that’s what you want, honey. This is your decision.”

He gave her shoulders a squeeze as she thought it over. The only sounds to be heard were the gentle hum of the city below them and the cold breeze that ruffled the trees. It was so familiar. They had spent countless nights like this, simply enjoying each other’s company and rewinding from hectic college life. Luke had to remind himself that they weren’t undergraduate students anymore; Devon was in grad school and he was a published poet.

It was baffling how everything felt like it had gone back to the way it was, yet things were actually so very different.

“That’s what I want,” Devon announced with confidence after a few moments of pondering. “I want to stay here.”

Matching lovesick grins spread across their faces as they locked eyes. She scooted closer to Luke, if that was even possible, nudging her nose against his.

“You’re sure?” He verified, eyes fluttering closed.

“So very sure.”

He chuckled lowly before closing the gap. The air between them was finally clear. Their relationship was fixed and they would still be together. No more pain and suffering.

Devon rested her head on Luke’s shoulder when the kiss broke, breathing out a content sigh. They enjoyed the silence for a moment before Devon piped up with a question.

“Can I move back into the apartment?”

“Of course you can,” Luke chuckled. “That’s our place. Why couldn’t you?”

“What about Ashton?”

“He understands our situation, babe. He saw this coming. He already asked Calum and Michael if he could take the extra bedroom at their flat if it came to this, and they agreed. As long as you’re fine with living with him for a little while until he moves out, then he’s fine with it too.”

Devon let out a breathy laugh, nodding in understanding.

“I mean, I’ll still have to go back to my apartment out there for a bit to get my stuff.” She looked up at Luke with a hopeful glint in her eye. “Do you think you could come with and help? It’s alright if you can’t.”

“I can come, honey. I’ll see if I can fly out with you tomorrow, but if not I can come a couple days later, so you don’t have to change yours.” A smirk spread across his face before continuing. “Or we could just wait to go together and stay here for another few days. You know, catch up a little more.”

Devon laughed and playfully rolled her eyes, nudging his shoulder.

“What a way with words you have, Hemmings. No wonder you’re a poet.”

“Speaking of poetry, I have something for you.”

Luke pressed a swift kiss to Devon’s cheek before hopping out of the trunk. He opened the door to the back seat and rifled around for a moment, then returning to face Devon. He removed his hand from behind his back, holding it out to her.

“For you.”

Devon took the item from his hand curiously. It only took a moment for her to realize what it was.

It was a book titled The Life of a Flower. The cover was a stunning photo of two orchids side by side, and Luke’s name was printed across the bottom.

His first poetry book.

“You’re the first person to get a copy,” he mumbled sheepishly, breaking Devon from her trance of staring at it. She couldn’t help the tears of pride that welled in her eyes. If seeing the actual, physical book in person was such an emotional moment for her, she couldn’t even imagine how Luke must have felt when he saw it for the first time.

“This is incredible, Luke,” she whispered, smiling despite her tears. “I’m so proud of you, bubs, so fucking proud.”

Devon dropped the blanket from her shoulders and hopped down from the trunk. Her arms found their way around his neck while his found her waist. Pride was an understatement. She had been there every step of the way, and seeing his dreams finally come to life was a wonderful sight to see.

“Thank you, Devon,” Luke whispered into her hair. “For being my biggest supporter. I wouldn’t be here without you.”

“It’s not me, Lu,” she mumbled in response, tilting her head up to look at him. “You have a gift. Your writing got you here, not me.”

“I would have given up on writing a long time ago if I didn’t have you. You give me an endless amount of inspiration that I never had before. A poet’s words are meaningless if his muse isn’t worth writing about.”

“Damn. William Shakespeare has nothing on you,” she joked although she was absolutely melting on the inside. Luke groaned playfully.

“You always ruin the moment. Anyway, look at the first pages.”

Devon removed her arms from his neck to flip through, skipping past the title page, copyright and table of contents until she found what he was talking about. She found a dedications page that only made her tear up again, reading:

“For Devon. You’ll always be my orchid.”

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (12 Sep-18 Sep 2021)

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

😍 The Downsides to a Secret Identity (liodain) - 42K, SuperBat - Clark's not into Bruce but very into Batman, Bruce is very into Clark but kinda hates Superman, and Lex Luthor is definitely up to something shady af.

😍😍 bene castigat series (Nonymos) - shrinkyclinks, 69K - forever fave BDSM fic with smol Dom Steve and a beefy subby Bucky, plus Natasha, Clint & Sam. Truly perfection.

😍 Tommy Cabot Was Here (The Cabots #1) (Cat Sebastian) - reread of this fantastic historical 2nd chance romance novella with not a huge amount of plot, a medium amount of angst and a whole lot of vibes. Eleventy stars.

😍 Peter Cabot Gets Lost (The Cabots #2) (Cat Sebastian) - a grumpy/sunshine enemies-to-lovers road trip with little action, big vibes? YES PLEASE.

😊 Plain and Tall (destielpasta, mtothedestiel) - 69K, Destiel western/homesteading AU - I have no shame in admitting I love a Little House on the Prairie AU

plus 239K of shorter fic so shorter work shout out:

true leadership, rainbow laces, short shorts, and a small cause for a national scandal (foghornjazz) - The Witcher: Geraskier, 11K - modern footballer AU (me, reading a football AU: Ted Lasso has a lot to fucking answer for.)

Your (ridiculous) eyelashes will write (a stupid poem) on my heart (powerfulowl (StuckyFlangst)) - MCU: Stucky, 8K - shrunkyclunks, bartender Bucky

Here Come the Dreams (PorcupineGirl) - Check Please!: Zimbits, 26K - let me reiterate: I am always here for baker!Bitter and NHL’er Jack

Gone Fishing (liodain) - DCEU: SuperBat, 2K - Bruce thinks the JL needs a team-building exercise in the woods. Just super funny.

[Podfic] unsportsmanlike conduct (quietnight; steebadore) - Stucky, 1.6K - the one that describes Steve’s hair as duckling fluff

[Podfic] Boeuf Mystère (quietnight) - Stucky, 1.2K

[Podfic] Chuck Roast (quietnight) - Stucky, 5K - sequel to Boeuf Mystère; Leverage crossover

champagne problems (sunset_phantom) - Julie and The Phantoms: Julie/Luke, 6K - suuuuper cute and romantic aged up fic

A warlord with a dark secret. His defiant captive, who burns for his touch. A smoldering passion will ignite when they surrender to their… (Helenish) - X-Men: Cherik, 9K - a delightful ‘80s style romance novel with an appropriate x-men slant; just a lot of fun

AND ALSO THESE ESSAYS/ARTICLES I REALLY LIKED

Is Becky Chambers the Ultimate Hope for Science Fiction?

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Blown Away - s2, e1-2

Legends of Tomorrow - s3, e10-12

Only Murders In The Building - s1, e1-5

Star Trek: Discovery - s1, e5-8

Ted Lasso - s2, ep9

Ghosts - s3, e1-3

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Twenty Thousand Hertz - THX Deep Note, Pt 1 & 2

Strong Songs - "Toss a Coin to Your Witcher" from The Witcher

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Shang-Chi And The Legend Of The Ten Rings And What's Making Us Happy

Overinvested - Ep. 227: Strictly Ballroom

Strong Songs - "Tiny Dancer" and "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" by Elton John

Films To Be Buried With with Brett Goldstein - Pearl Mackie

Strong Songs - "Satisfied" from Hamilton (Updated!)

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Brooklyn Nine-Nine

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Åtvidaberg Sun Cannon

Strong Songs - "Barracuda" by Heart

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Only Murders In The Building

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Good Vibrations Antique Vibrator Museum

Twenty Thousand Hertz - Being George Clooney

Strong Songs - "Tom Sawyer" by Rush

99% Invisible - 458- Real Fake Bridges

Ologies with Alie Ward - Ciderology (DELICIOUS APPLE BEVERAGE) with Gabe Cook

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Nepali Folk Musical Instrument Museum

FILMS TO BE BURIED WITH Patreon Crew! - Mandip Gill

Strong Songs - Strong Covers, Vol. 1

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Ted Lasso

Twenty Thousand Hertz - Listening to the Movies

Pop Culture Happy Hour - What We Do In The Shadows

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Magical Summer Memories Vol. 2 – Via Francigena

FILMS TO BE BURIED WITH Patreon Crew! - Edgar Wright Pt 1 & 2

Strong Songs - "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant" by Billy Joel

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Mirror Lab

Strong Songs - "Making Christmas" from The Nightmare Before Christmas

FILMS TO BE BURIED WITH Patreon Crew! - Yvette Nicole Brown

Strong Songs -"I Will Always Love You" by Dolly Parton

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Julie and The Phantoms (Season 1 soundtrack)

Presenting Rihanna

Rocketman (Music From The Motion Picture)

"Return of the Mack" [Mark Morrison] radio

Hamilton (Original Broadway Cast Recording)

The Hamilton Instrumentals

I ❤️ Heart

Rush

Gordon Lightfoot

Instrumental Beatles Covers

Instrumental Dancehall Riddims

The Hamilton Instrumentals

MONTERO

Instrumental Rock From Brazil

Presenting Billy Joel

[glitchstoxicwaste]

Hi! I love your blog!! can I request a matchup for slashers?

I am a 25 year old girl. My hair is a very long Mullet, wavy, red and black. I'm a bit chubby, I have piercings in my nose and mouth (snake bites). And my style is visual kei. My sign is Gemini, my ascendant is Pisces and my Moon is Scorpio. I'm polymath, I love writing poems, plays, short stories. Painting on canvas, painting walls, making crafts, jewelry, play guitar, piano, drums, studying languages, I am polyglot, although I have not traveled to any country other than mine.

I am an ENTP 8w7 sx/so who is a complete introvert who pretends to be an extrovert in terms of personality (not habits). I'm very explosive, I don't have the patience for stupid people, for people who lie, I don't talk to a good part of my family and after I cut this contact, it was much easier to cut everything. I'm passionate about insects, about studying and I hate that other people I don't allow touch me, I'm pretty strict about it. My friends says I'm very intense, bipolar and controversial, and I'm controversial, I admit, but it's because I can make valid arguments even for the wrong side, so I always play devil's advocate.

In a relationship i love affection, exchanging compliments, connecting, I love debating, sharing music that means my feelings, make drawings for the person. But many times I don't feel the vibe and I end up sabotaging myself, being alone and refusing too much contact.

I think that was all that was on the list. Thanks!! Have a nice day!

Hold up... you love my blog? OML I'm gonna cry-

First person to say they love my blog, Anon thank you so much!🖤

I know someone who would fit! Although I don't know if you are hetero or you like the same gender, if you aren't attracted to females I apologize. If you are uncomfortable with who I matched you with please tell me which Anon you are and tell me to pick another, I don't wanna make you uncomfortable in any way! 🖤

That is:

Baby Firefly!

In terms of Zodiac you entertain one another, Gemini's appreciate the Libra's ability to balance many things, and Libra is entertained by a Gemini's energy and their chats with one another. Libra and Pisces have a even-tempered relationship. Libra's are intrigued by a Scorpios secretive nature, and Scorpio's enjoy how open Libra's are.

Your style is super cute in her opinion, the piercings are an amazing addition, your hair is unique, and your body shape doesn't matter to her, just means more to love and more to show off!

You being a Polymath catches Baby's attention, she wants to know some of the things you do and would like to learn stuff by your side if you let her.

Loves what your brain can come up with in your poems, stories, and plays, if you allow her to read it she will pay attention to every word, ask questions, and recap to make sure she has a complete understanding of your work.

If given permission, she will happily sit next to you or a little distance away from you while you work on your art and jewelry, it captivates her and amazes her, how delicate you are with your brushes against a canvas, how intricate you are on walls, how you take things and make them into a beautiful craft, and how you manage to make jewelry with 100% focus.

Loves listening to you play Guitar, piano, and drums, the melody you make is mesmerizing to her in every way, if its soft she could fall asleep to it, if its more of a rock type song she will happily dance to it with no rhythm, but that doesn't stop her from trying to impress you with her moves.

Your ability to speak in many languages is amazing to her, she adores it when you talk to her in a language she doesn't understand.

She understands that you're an introvert, and that you force yourself to go out and be an extrovert, she will encourage you to do what makes you more comfortable, but wont force you to do anything you don't want to.

She is proud of you for not locking yourself up all the time though.

She isn't bothered by your explosive attitude, her brother is Otis Driftwood for fucks sake, he blows up a lot, so if you and him get into an argument or something and you both blow up it goes from you both being a grenade to it being Chernobyl 2.0 and everyone ducks for cover.

Your lack of patience with idiots is something she can get a little insecure about, she doesn't know as much as you do and she does dumb things a lot because it brings her fun, she doesn't want you to cut her off or leave her because of any of that so she tries not to annoy you or be the reason you loose your patience.

She refuses to lie, she never has really, victims she picked up in bars have asked her what she was gonna do with them and she replied "Kill you" with a smile on her face, yet they still followed her, so the likelihood of her lying to anyone, let alone lie to you, is so far down in the negatives it's hella below freezing temperatures in the arctic.

She understands your reasoning for cutting contact with the part of the family that did you wrong, and she understands why you cut others off, and with you cutting others off it scares her to think that you'd do the same to her one day because she pushed you too far without thinking about it.

With your interest in insects and studying she will chase bugs around that are near the house and will give you them in little jars with tiny holes on the top so they don't suffocate, she also will run around the house to gather any books you can use to study things you like, will happily go to a library with/for you and will try not to get kicked out for you to continue getting books there.

If she is one of the people you don't like touching you then she will try to avoid physical contact by all means, even if she knocks into others to prevent making you uncomfortable so-be-it.

With that being said, anyone in the family or not in the family that tried to touch you without permission will get pinned to a tree or wall with her throwing knives, she wants to make sure you're comfortable and happy 24/7.

Sometimes with you being bipolar it can either entertain her or bring up the insecurities of you cutting her off, if you get angry at others and make them back off then she will laugh at how you made them cower like a puppy, but if that anger is directed at her then she will listen to what you have to say, make mental notes to no longer do it, and will try her hardest to stop doing said thing.

If you get sad due to your being bipolar, she will comfort you in any way she can, if someone caused you to be sad she will take care of you first, then go after the person, if SHE made you sad she will do everything and anything in her power to show you hoe sorry she is to have hurt you like she did.

Your controversial side can confuse her, because you make valid arguments, but say things that are smart that she doesn't understand, and so she feels dumb as fuck and later will ask you what those words mean, but then most likely forgets the definition to the words after a few hours because she wasn't thinking about it for a while.

If you giver her permission to touch you she will be hugging you tightly a lot, she naturally compliments people and you aren't exempt from that, you are the one person she compliments the most, saying how beautiful you are, telling you how beautiful your creation are, telling you how amazing your body looks with clothing you put on, its a never ending waterfall of compliments and praising, it all comes from her love for you, expressing her love in a pure unadulterated way.

She happily settles down for you so you two can connect more, she feels closer to you when you do so and every time its a calm atmosphere of just the both of you she cant help but admire you and fall even deeper in love with you by the second.

She doesn't debate a lot, but if its silly things then she will debate for a good little giggle.

Music is everything to her, she loves all different types of music, the stuff she likes connects to her and makes her body move to the beat instantly, so sharing music with you and if you connect to some of the music she gets happy and giddy.

Making her drawings is a positive way to make her super happy and giddy too, with how much you make art, you dedicating a piece to her makes her feel special, she will feel like she's good enough for you to put hard work into something meaningful and gift it to her.

On days you sabotage yourself she will always be there to give you comfort and love, reminding you of how much she loves you and apologizing for causing your state of sadness, if you want to be alone she will worry about you 24/7 and will go out and kill for a way to distract herself from worrying too much.

She has Mama Firefly check on you every now and then so Baby doesn't annoy you too much, she loves you and wants what's best for you.

[parismelodies]

sadie headcanons

i’m tired so i might actually proofread this so it’s legible😧 anyways enjoy some sadie headcanons bc im rereading tkc

she has a simple off white room but she hangs up a bunch of posters and little decoratives/memorabilia so it’s full of life

she’s 14 and carter’s 16 during TRP but in march she turns 15 and in may/june carter turns 17

she claims to hate children but says the ankle-biters are an exception

since she’s in high school at BAG, she is allowed to take 2 gifted courses

she chooses technical theatre and language arts/literary writings (i don’t think that’s a course but shut up)

she chose la/lw because she loves poetry

she has a stack of poetry books in her room

she understands how powerful words can be and enjoys reading people’s views against social inequalities through poetry or writing

she hates when there are online assignments, especially in language arts or literature

she feels that in order for an essay or a poem to truly hold power, that have to come from pencil or ink and onto paper

she chose technical theatre because she loves theatre but can neither act, dance, nor sing

her favorite thing to do is write plays with long monologues

she feels that the watchers need a glimpse into the character’s life in order to truly understand the play

these are the only two subjects she’s TRULY passionate about

sometimes she tests the dress code limits by wearing extremely bold eyeliner or platform shoes (idk dress code bc i had a uniformed school)

on other days she’ll go to school with just sweatpants, a crop top, and a jean jacket because she’s tired

and when she’s really happy she’ll wear skirts and headbands

but in all styles she gives off a ‘i’m a bad bitch and don’t give a fuck about you unless you’re my friend or friendly’ vibe

she’s not necessarily popular but everyone knows her and a bunch of people like her

okay so she basically is popular, she just doesn’t voluntarily accept the spotlight

she goes out for pizza with lacy sometimes, especially after the crossover event

that’s it! most of these had to do with sadie at school but that’s all i could come up with tbh. i wish there was a bit more BAG in the books but i guess i just have to deal and make amazing headcanons instead🥱

[cto10121]

Juliet and Romeo and Juliet and Rosaline for the ship ask 😄

A little confusing in the wording, but I think you mean R&J and Rosaline/Juliet, right? Okay, then.

Romeo and Juliet

vomit / don’t ship / okay / cute / adorable / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying / i will ship them in hell 

Epic. Flawless. Immaculate in concept and its realization. Poetry so beautiful it is still quoted and referenced 400 years later. So iconic their names are stand-ins for a love couple. An erotic passion so vivid, gripping, and all-consuming that it still gets hate and backlash and pearl-clutching to this day. And to think, the original R&J from the original Brooke poem suck so badly. They were not without sympathy, but Brooke is not consistent in their characterization, very contradictory. Shakespeare turned a two dimensional sorry-excuse-for-a-cautionary-tale couple into one of the most beautiful and well-realized fictional couples ever, an oyster into a pearl. They are on opposite sides, but equal and alike in love and goals and perception. Both characters even receive their own arcs: Romeo learns to move on from his dead-end and shallow crush and discovers what being in love is really like through his true passion. Juliet learns to stand up for herself and her love, confront her parents on their shit. Both would move heaven and earth to be together and I’d warn God himself not to get in the way. Even apart from each other, they use the same language and have eerily similar reactions, especially their mutual meltdown at Romeo’s banishment. (And the soulmate vibes keep vibin’). Only a violent, macho, divided society could end this love. It’s the grandaddy of all star-crossed ships, and woe betide any author that tries to rip it off only to disparage it, because I will end a hypocritical bitch.

And then there’s the probability that Shakespeare himself shipped them. That’s my headcanon, anyway, and I’m sticking with it.

Juliet/Rosaline

vomit / don’t ship / okay / cute / adorable / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying / i will ship them in hell 

Definitely a troll ship, angelofmusic1296, you cheeky thing, you. But I’m going to take it seriously anyway. :P First of all, they’re cousins or at least in some way related, so already it’s a no-go. Secondly, Rosaline has made a vow of chastity, which in the broadest sense possible would have lesbian sex count. Even if it doesn’t, per Romeo, she “hath forsworn to love,” which means no relationships, period. In any case, from the very little we know of Rosaline (mostly from Mercutio, of all people, who is actually the one to describe her and talk about her at length, not Romeo. Maybe that’s the true Rosaline ship, hmm?), she would not suit Juliet at all. Juliet is warm and passionate, Rosaline uncharitably a “pale, hard-hearted wench,” (again, per Mercutio, definitely not the most reliable of characters) and no doubt quite cold in her “Dian’s wit”. In every sense this ship is a disaster, and I don’t even see an AU in which this even happens.

[pray4jensen]

I’m the anon who found it funny you liked misha’s poems (or some of them now at least) I saw I think one anon that you answered of someone that was indeed not very friendly about you not vibing with a poem of his.

For knowing absolutely nothing about poetry, I’ve always viewed his peeing poem like those silly songs musicians sometimes make or the silly stories people write. Just something silly and ridiculous to write or to sing whether it’s good or not. Just to get the creativity flowing and get something out. But he might as well have been super serious about it 🤷 any art form is pretty subjective.

People need to recognize the difference between just not vibing with something and hating something with a fiery passion.

yeah there’s a big difference! and i wish more people would see that!

[starlit-pathways]

rules: tag people you would like to know/catch up with❤️

thank you so much @faeinthefog for tagging me, you have such incredible taste???? (as always) also, brb adding piranesi to my already-too-long tbr list

...speaking of lists that are far too long!! *cracks knuckles* let's get down to business!!!!

last song: excluding my many varied writing playlists, then probably eclipse by moonbyul or love poem by iu, including my writing playlists then this was my last listen

last movie: the prom. didn't personally vibe with it but i know it meant a lot to some (personally, i feel like a lot of what it was trying to do has already been done better by other films—like ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga). it had very pretty colours in it?? and i definitely wouldn't pass up the chance to play emma in an actual musical, but i feel like the story itself is too much of "aaaaand THIS is how the Gay Struggle™‬ applies to the average straight person!!!" which I don't even mind in a story that's done WELL (again, see ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga, or even one of my favourite books; the seven husbands of evelyn hugo) but i don't personally feel like it was done well enough here to pass it off

currently watching: oh no. a LOT. uhhhh okay let's try counting

1) godless—a miniseries on netflix which is v. good and very beautiful; essentially a story about fatherhood, masculinity and the loss/lack of it in a historical "wild west" type setting (it's a lot more diverse than it sounds. i promise.)

2) the fresh prince of bel-air—i shouldn't have to describe this one to many people lol, but it's basically a comedy about a quick-witted, very street-smart boy who goes to live with his very wealthy and privileged family in bel-air. it's very funny, and very heartwarming but i'm only a couple episodes in so far.

3) my mister—i'm only a few episodes into this drama myself but. damn. it's a show about two very broken, wearied people whose lives are falling apart in different ways (a very principled slightly older man, and a very... alternatively principled younger woman), who find each other and help each other heal. i've seen their relationship described as "everything but romantic", though the subject of romance and the nature of their relationship is questioned in the show and sometimes by the two characters

4) taskmaster—this one's just FUN, and also quite honestly pure chaos. i'm trading favourite shows with a friend, and damn if i'm not having a blast with this one. it's basically about a group of comedians who get given a set of tasks/challenges to do, to see who does them best—it has the exact same vibe of the joke "how many comedians does it take to change a lightbulb?". if nobody watches anything else of the show, i implore them to at LEAST watch this tree wizard clip. it's a masterpiece.

5) rick and morty—probably not my favourite type of show (monster of the week's not my usual style), but still good if you're it's intended audience. trading this with another friend, and i'm very much enjoying the experience of trash-talking all of the adult characters every episode with them.

6) mr. iglesias—this one's a very new addition. am also watching it with a friend. comedy about found family in a classroom full of underprivileged kids and the one teacher who really cares about them. i like it! i love marisol a lot as a character and mr. iglesias is very wholesome

re-watching:

7) the untamed—i'm going to be watching this show in some capacity for the rest of my life. i'm on my seventh watch by now and it never diminishes in quality. it's a truly epic introspective character exploration, about a quick-minded, entirely chaotic and very free-spirited man who dies and comes back in quite literally the opening moments of the show. you get to see his descent from being the world's envy to being the world's villain. it's a wonderful fantasy series about perception, the nature of morality, of family (born, raised and chosen) and about building a better world. did i mention that the main character is—as far as chinese censorship laws would allow—very bisexual and the story very heavily features a love story between him and another man? this was the edit that got me into it (it has spoilers but without context it won't make any sense anyway)

8) healer—what a drama. this is all about the power of information—how being informed and making information available can heal a nation that was built to be corrupt. starring a character who is basically a man who is a much poorer batman (kind of like a batman for hire?) with superman's love life (the show's got one of the best and most valid love triangles i've ever seen—and that's coming from somebody who typically HATES love triangles with a burning passion) and a woman who is feisty and strong-willed but not in an overbearing way? as well as amazing action, from somebody who normally can't stand action. i love the chemistry between the two romantic leads and just. i love the three leading characters, and a great deal of the periphery ones a lot. this show is absolutely incredible, would highly recommend

9) it's okay to not be okay/psycho but it's okay—a show that says neurodivergency and found family rights!!!! it's a very healing and introspective drama, but equally very intense/gripping/interesting? the chemistry between the two leads is astounding, and i just really love the amount of empathy this show has? it's truly stunning to watch and experience. starring an absolute badass of a woman, who acts almost entirely on impulse and communicates with the world through storytelling and fairytales, alongside a very kind and nurturing man who doesn't know how to communicate when he's miserable and an autistic man, who struggles deeply with his own fight for independence (i wasn't too sure on him at first, but he grows into just as much of an equally important character as the other two and i loved his arc).

currently reading: the earthsea quartet, by ursula le guin—i'm really loving it! it's probably not one of my favourites (yet), but she has such an interesting way of building up her world, and there's such a strong sense of compassion in every word she writes.

also i've recently found and fallen in love with this fic series. it's very nsfw and modern au's aren't usually my thing for historical (or even semi-historical) fiction/fantasy, but there's just something about sex worker!wei wuxian and translator!(and also secret fashion nerd!)lan wangji both being absolute disasters and also really cute and really repressed but also being neurodivergent and disabled characters (i'm SO here for autistic!lan wangji, traumatised!wei wuxian and chronically ill!yanli all being happy) and getting therapy that really appeals to me.

currently craving: crisps. always. of the salt and vinegar variety (this specific variety especially), of course, but there's never a day that passes when i'm not craving crisps

this was really fun!!! now for the worst part of this............ tagging. OKAY. so... please know that nobody is under any obligation to do, or even acknowledge, this—and also, if i missed you, you see this and you WANT to, then consider the act of seeing/hearing this a formal invitation

@ethereal-sserendipity @lillb5678 @genericfandomusername456 @mars-aria @ikatella @juliedohbigny @multiplequestionmarks @itiredwriter @myrim-anna-rose @gaysofmyheart

[hereformcdonaldshonestly]

Hi, may I have a romantic mha matchup, please? dear lord i hope i haven't sent u this yet lol

Fleur | bisexual | girl | INTP

Appearance: I'm 164cm(~5'4) tall, slim&athletic, and I usually give off the 'cute good girl' vibe, so ppl are shocked when they hear me cursing a lot lol. Long brown hair with bangs, my deer eyes have the same color - I wear eyeglasses. My clothing style is very girly, mostly wearing skirts and dresses(sometimes elegant, sometimes rather cute outfits). There's a tiny, barely visible scar above my right eyebrow, I've opened our car's door on my head lmao.

Personality: I have a confusingly dual, hard-to-like personality. First impression is either a stoic resting bitch face bitch or the awkward, cute and polite girl.

I'm faking myself and good at keeping my emotions under control, I'm really adaptable(sometimes full-stoic, other times talkative). I HATE showing weaknesses, I'm hiding them from even people I love, I simply can't stand emotional vulnerability. Making me talk about my issues, problems? Nearly impossible.

My way of thinking is quite realistic and highly critical, I have opinions about everything, I get passionate while sharing them, deep conversations are keeping me alive. Sometimes I'm event told that I'm wise? Kind of.

I'm the CLUMSIEST person, and kinda awkward too, cringe situations always find me. Quite easily get jumped/pranked. My humour is colorful: TEASING, dark, morbid, absurd, trollish. Sometimes I can come off phlegmatic, rude.

I'm generally a kind, polite, caring and patient person tho. I take loyalty quite seriously, but I don't get attached easily. I have a kind of unapproachable, 'emotions ew' vibes, but I have a softie side who adores cuddling and giving love, affection to people - it's kind of a selfish coping mechanism for me at the same time, bc the feeling being needed is incredibly comforting for me. Also, I can be just a dumb idiot and loosen up with my little gang if I'm in the mood. Once my close friend told me that I'm an unpredictable person. I need a lot of alone time&space.

I'm also vain, snobbish, pro procastrinator, lazy and selfish just to mention some negative traits. I have massive self-hatred spirals, thinking I am a burden, unworthy for love on my bad days. Slight imposter syndrome I guess.

My love language is words of affirmation&quality time, and when I have to express it, I'm best with acts of service. I'm not so romantic, valentines day and similar stuff just gonna make me roll my eyes.

Hobbies/Likes: classical literature, theatre, politics, hiking, sightseeing, travelling,  mysteries, reading about disappearances(crimes, like Sodder siblings, Tara Calico etc.), trying out new things, yoga, running, horse riding, table tennis, listening to music, cats, thunderstorms, rainy days, cider, tequila, going out and drinking with friends, smoking sometimes, family time, psychology, sexual psychology, reading trash/funny FB comments, massaging others, deep converstaions, surrealism, anything indie

For you I chose:

Momo Yaoyorozu!

Reason

I feel like she would help balance you out, at first I thought about Katsuki Bakugou but then I decided that probably wouldn't work out the best. She would balance it out, trying to get you to talk about anything that's bothering you, but she isn't forcing you!

Why They Love You

Momo loves your soft side, she loves that you can feel comfortable around her. She also loves how wise you are! She feels like she can ask you anything and you'll be there to answer. Momo always respects your space and always is aware of what is going on, just so she doesn't make you stressed on accident.

Date Headcanons

As a date idea, Momo suggested a murder mystery tour! Where basically you walk downtown with a group and a tour guide, picking up clues and trying to solve the mystery! Turns out it was like one big walking version of Clue!

You guys went out for date night! You both agreed that you would go without a plan and see where it takes you, after an hour of walking, driving, and just talking, and that's you see the glowing sign for poem reading! You guys went in and sat down with some drinks, watching people read poems, sing, and talk about different topics. You guys had a great time together!

General Headcanons

Momo always asks about what you're reading that week. She always wants to learn more about the literature you like so she can read it as well! She knows how much you love classical literature so she starts suggesting different writers and even tried to buy you different books that she thought you would like!

Whenever it comes to a romantic holiday, she knows how you aren't a huge fan of them. She'll maybe surprise you with flowers or dinner, but she'll still treat it as a normal day. She surprisingly is the same way, not really understanding why it was a big deal. Unless you want to go and do something for it, she is completely okay with staying home and watching documentaries!

Songs That Remind Me of You Both

Almost (Sweet Music) by Hozier

Yellow by Coldplay

I hope you have a great day!

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Cordelia Goode Playlist

Masterlist

I’m sharing these so I have post schedullleeedd for my days oooofffff. They most likely won’t be popular but it’s all good :) I’m going to put little baby reasoning since this is a thicc list

Playlist link

Also if you guys want more character playlists go check out @make--your--life--spectacular​ ‘s playlists. Here’s links to Ally and Venable :)

“Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac

Now here I go again I see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams And have you any dreams you'd like to sell? Dreams of loneliness

So the first few songs all kind of have the same reasoning and that is witchy vibes. You can’t have a Cordelia playlist without some Fleetwood Mac

“Rhiannon” by Fleetwood Mac

She is like a cat in the dark and then She is the darkness She rules her life like a fine skylark and when The sky is starless

The ultimate witchy vibes song

“Seven Wonders” by Fleetwood Mac

So it's hard to find Someone with that kind of intensity You touched my hand I played it cool And you reached out your hand for me But if our paths never cross Well you know I'm sorry but If I live to see the seven wonders I'll make a path to the rainbow's end I'll never live to match the beauty again The rainbow's end

We love our talented Supreme

“Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You” by Stevie Nicks

Has anyone ever given anything to you In your darkest hours Did you ever give it back Well, I have I have given that to you If it's all I ever do This is your song

This song is so preetttttyyyyyy. I feel like this would be one of Cordelia’s favorites

“The Witch Queen of New Orleans” by Redbone

Dime or a nickel any one could buy Voodoo of any kind She had potions and lotions, herbs and tanna leaves Guaranteed to blow your mind Early one mornin' into mucky swamp dew Vanished Marie with hate in her eyes Though she'll never return all the Cajuns knew A witch queen never dies

This song talks about Marie Laveau and idk witch vibes. Cordelia is also the witch queen while Marie is the voodoo queen

“girls” by girl in red

I shouldn't be feeling this But it's too hard to resist Soft skin and soft lips I should be into this guy But it's just a waste of time He's really not my type I know what I like No, this is not a phase Or a coming of age This will never change

A lot of songs just make me think of bb Cordelia

“Loving Is Easy” by Rex Orange County

Loving is easy You had me fucked up It used to be so hard to see Yeah, loving is easy When everything's perfect Please don't change a single little thing for me

Soft gal loving. Prime happy Cordelia vibes

“i wanna be your girlfriend” by girl in red

I don't wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your lips I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath I don't wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your lips I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath

Teen AU Cordeliiiaaaa

“Glory Box” by Portishead

I just want to be a woman From this time, unchained We're all looking at a different picture Through this new frame of mind A thousand flowers could bloom Move over, and give us some room, yeah

HOW CAN I NOT PUT THIS SONG ON HERE?? This is one of my favorite songs they have ever used on the show

“you’re my world” by atlas

You were my earth You were the planet You were the grass The wind and tides And now that you're gone I feel so out of place And now that you're gone I'm just driftin' through space

Anngsssttt

“If We We’re Vampires” by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

It's knowing that this can't go on forever Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone Maybe we'll get forty years together But one day I'll be gone Or one day you'll be gone

I’m going to use my reasoning from my other post about this song.

Cordelia knows that one day she will die. There will be another Supreme after her and she can’t live forever. This is her coming to terms with the fact that maybe it’s for the best that she won’t stay around forever. Not being immortal allows her to live in the moment and savor all the time she has.

“Red (Demo Version)” by Miki Ratsula

Stars light up the sky, the clock strikes twelve Adventure in sight, the hours melt Ben Howard plays, she sings along I look to my left and fall in love

When she leans in for a red light kiss And places her love on my lips Hearts and lungs increase in pace Passion overwhelms our space But, the corner of my eye lights up in green This fragile moment woken by reality Our lips depart, our breathing slows as I wait again To kiss her lips, when the light turns red

Soft teen Cordelia vibes

“Planets of the Universe - Demo” by Fleetwood Mac

I will never love again the way I loved you You will never rule again the way you've ruled We will never change again the way we are changing Oh, you'll forget the chill of love but not the strain

One of my favorite songs. The demo is my favorite version of it because it feels so raw? Like the emotions in it and also young Stevie sounds like a cutie at the beginning and end when she’s talking to Christine.

In general this is also has Cordelia vibes too lol

“18″ by 5 Seconds of Summer

I'm not old enough for her I'm just waiting till I'll eighteen I think she wants to get with me But, she's got a job in the city And she says that she's always too busy She's got a naughty tattoo In a place that i wanna get to

Being a student at the Academy and having a thing for Ms Headmistress Cordelia

“House of the Rising Sun” by Lauren O’Connell

It's one foot on the platform The other's on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain

Witchy woman

“Bad Liar” by Selena Gomez

I was walking down the street the other day Tryna distract myself But then I see your face Oh wait, that's someone else Ohh, tryna play it coy Tryna make it disappear But just like the battle of Troy There's nothing subtle here In my room there's a king size space Bigger than it used to be If you want you can rent that place Call me an amenity Even if it's in my dreams

Nervous Cordelia trying to hide her feelings. Possibly Teen Cordelia?

“Nervous - Acoustic” by Gavin James

'Cause every time I saw you I got nervous Shivering and shaking at the knees And just like every song I haven't heard yet no I didn't know the words in front of me In front of me, and oh But I don't wanna know Who'll take you home?

Season three shy gal

“Mariposa” by Peach Tree Rascals

I can't wait for you To come my way I've been far away But I'll keep runnin' Just to find a way to you til' then

Cordelia will do her damn best to get to her love. Don’t mess with her b.

“Sweet Love of Mine (Acoustic)” by Joy Williams

When you found me I was all alone The whole world around me And nowhere to call home I heard your voice sing like heaven's choir Gathered up my fears and threw them in the fire

Oh my darling, sweet love of mine I'll hold you all through the night

I don’t think this is what the song is technically about but it makes me think of Cordelia finding someone that finally loves her and helps her love all of the things that Fiona made her self conscious about.

“Hurts Like Hell - OurVinyl Sessions” by Fleurie

I don't want them to know the secrets I don't want them to know the way I loved you I don't think they'd understand it, no I don't think they would accept me, no

I loved, and I loved and I lost you

Dreams fight with machines Inside my head like adversaries Come wrestle me free Clean from the war Your heart fits like a key Into the lock on the wall

This song makes me think of Misty x Cordelia or angsty teen au Cordelia. I can also cry on demand if this song is playing

“Waiting Room” by Rex Orange County

Our family reunion I'd rather be anywhere but here It's like a pain you shouldn't ignore But my uncle's here to open the door, and I don't like him This family reunion I felt so uncomfortable, I left They all decided to stay So it's just me and my mistakes And I'd like to know that you smile when you're alone And when you need time to yourself Remember me, I won't be anyone else I'm just the boy you love

And my lover, my best friend When I heard that you don't know why you're here I fell face down And became one with the ground And my lover's best friend

Cordelia’s hella dysfunctional family and just yeah

“Fancy Shoes” by The Walters

Let's go walking in the city tonight You wear the dress that makes you look so nice Like my fancy shoes I wore them just for you Tell me why all the good ones go Well I don't know but I want it to somehow change I'll be a better man if you just stay

This one I don’t have much of an explanation for besides vibes

“Common Sense” by Joshua Bassett

Common sense tells me kiss the girl goodbye Common sense tells me leave it all behind Common sense says the girl's not worth my time But common sense ain't common when you come to mind

Delia madly in love

“I Talk to the Sky” by Maddy Estelle

I write down things I wish I could say to you I talk to the sky I collect words I wish I could give to you I talk to the sky, I talk to the sky The sky doesn't say a word

Cordelia after she’s lost her loovee the annggsstt but sis is getting a happy ending

“Two Straws” by Also Joe

You've been on my mind In rain and sunshine You've got the sweetest smile that I've ever laid eyes on You make me dance And I make you laugh But nothin puts me in a better mood than being loved by ya This is the love that I've been dreaming of

Delia after falling really really hard

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[sortavibing]

Hello, I seen your Haikyuu matchups and I really like them, do you mind if I ask for a match up as well? :3

My name is Koe and I go by They/Them pronouns. I would like a male matchup please <3

My mbti is ISTP-T. I have been told that I am chill and laid back and can be borderline lazy at times... then I can do a complete 180 and be a crackhead that will not shut up and will laugh at anything that I see. I also like to scare people, like randomly jump at them from around a corner or behind them, I’ve also scared people unintentionally by just walking by them to see what they are doing :/. You’d think that my friends and families would get used to me by now but I still scare them almost every time🤠👍

This surprise most people for some reason, but I actually love to read and write🤭 for some reason people don’t believe me when I say I do🤧 I read manga a lot... and I love reading long novels that take forever to finish as well🤗 I like free writing stories, poems, random song lyrics that come to my head, and random comedy scripts that I thought up of! I like to sketch sometimes...but that’s pretty much it😐

What would I want in a partner? I never really thought of that🤔 I would like someone who I could joke around with and laugh with about the most stupidest of shit that shouldn’t even be funny😌 also maybe someone who is fine with just chilling while we vibe to some mother mother or AJR or twenty one pilots... or Jack Stauber....... Tally Hall is nice to vibe to as well.... and CaveTown.......... sorry I’m getting off track😆 OH and maybe someone who can deal with my scare attempts and my annoying ass when that 180 personality comes around 😗✌️*cough* totally didn’t say the things that my irl best friend has that I totally don’t have a crush on 🤐 *cough*

Another thing people are surprised about..... my star sign is Pisces. I have been told that I act more like a Gemini though but I can’t really change my birth date so yeah... I am Pisces🤠👍

I like horror and thriller movies, anime, and books of all kind😌 I also like psychological shows and stuff as well. I also like mashed potato’s for some reason.... and steamed carrots- like why the hell are steam carrots so good?!?! OH I also like being warm.... like really warm☺️

I dislike my sister jk I love her.... sometimes. In all seriousness though, I dislike bright lights, the teacher explaining something for the millionth time, when people drag me into their drama or shit when I very VERY clearly don’t want to be apart of it😤 being cold- like I swear to god that these last couple of months I’ve been nothing but an ICE CUBE... AND I HATE IT😢

Okie time for who I kin😋 I kin.... Iwaizumi and Tendou🥳 I told my friends this and they agreed with me almost instantly... is that something to be proud of? 😂

Some fun facts about me is that I can play the guitar, trumpet, and alto saxophone! I also need music to fall asleep to(I just listen to the radio at night 😆), sometimes I can be like completely deaf and other times I have like super human hearing and will pick up the tiniest of sounds😒

OKAY- I’m about 5’6 with short black somewhat wavy hair that actually covers my eyes if I don’t do something with it... aka I’m blind like 24/7🙂 I also neon yellow streaks in it which has earned me the nickname as pretty bee😋 I get called horny hornet too but we don’t talk about that😋✌️. I have dark brown eyes (it’s kinda hard to see my pupils if you don’t look for them😗) I also wear dark blue glasses but what’s the point of them since my hair already like blinds me jk I need them otherwise I’ll probably run into an open door😣 I also wear a toque with a grey Pom Pom thingy on it whenever I can which also helps keep my hair from my face😃, I also wear a hat in the summer but it’s not summer right now😙. As for clothing, I wear mostly baggy hoodies and pants because they are comfortable and WARM, that’s a big one for me😌 they also kinda match my style so there😋 LASTLY I have snake bite lip piercing that are balls and are a metallic blue colour 🙃 I also have a fair share of ear piercings but I don’t feel like writing them all down

Alright- I think that’s it!😋 sorry if I got off topic a bit... also sorry that it’s a big long... and a bit all over the place🤧

Anyways, I hope that you have a good day/night Hero! <333💕

hi koe! omg- you are the non-binary bitch i aspire to be ack-  i really want to get another piercing, i’m thinking septum or industrial bar. anyways, here’s your matchup!

i match you up with semi!

what first drew semi to you was your passion for music and also your immaculate taste in bands. when he heard you humming something by cavetown, he immediately wanted to get to know you better, so he could actually talk to someone that shares the same taste as him (goshki probably listens to eye of the tiger, please save semi-), and you guys quickly became friends.

he really wanted to get a piercing, and you were the person who convinced him to do it, so you guys went to the place where you got your pierced, and he got a helix piercing that he connected to the basic frontal lobe piercing with a chain earring, and it looks so good. please convince him to get more because we stan alt semi :)

semi will always give you his hoodies, because he knows that you hate being cold, and love oversized things. you always say that you are going to give them back, but you never do, because they are really soft and they smell really good. he pretends that he’s mad at you for stealing them, but he actually finds it really cute.

he probably let you dye his hair one time, and it actually turned out pretty well, but tendou made fun of him, so semi doesn’t want to do it again. he does like to help you dye your hair though, so every few months he touches your hair up, and he is actually pretty good at it. 

you and semi like to just vibe with each other at someone’s house, and play whatever instrument you want. semi can play the guitar (electric or not), so you guys improv songs or learn to play something together. once semi wrote you a love song, and it was really sappy and cheesy, but it still was really cute.

i think semi is lowkey scared of horror movies, so if you ever want to watch one, he will agree, and while you are watching he will but his arm around your shoulder, but whenever there is a jump scare, he will unknowingly put you in a choke hold from the back because he got scared. if you ever ask if he is afraid, he will pretend not to be, but you know he is.

even though he is afraid of horror movie jump scares, he will never be scared if you do the same thing, because he knows it’s you, and to him, you could never be anything short of angelic. if you do one of those “jump scare” things, he will just laugh, or he already knew you were there because he has this scary accurate sense of where people are.

semi likes your 180 degree personality change, because he can never tell what he is going to get from you, and he likes the thrill of the surprise. for either one of your personalities, whether it is the chill side or the strung out on crack side, he likes them both equally, because one is spontaneous and crazy, while the other is sweet chill, and he likes the mix that he gets from you.

if you are talking with someone, semi likes to come behind you and wrap his arms around your waist and pick you up, because he likes to see the look of surprise on your face when you are lifted into the air. after he picks you up, he just puts you back down again and walks away like nothing happened, and you just have to get over your surprise and keep on talking.

overall, you guys are so aesthetic together, and you are always convincing semi to do more spontaneous things, while semi is just happy to be spending time with you. your jam sessions are really fun, and people are amazed that both of you are so good at playing music, especially when you guys are together.

i hope you enjoyed!

(also- imagine he/they semi😳 omg please i am passing away)