#me: *unironically enjoys this* hmm...

[okiedokrie]

[12:22]

Summary: You weren’t really a fan of oral; your boyfriend, Junhui, treats this as a personal challenge.

Characters/Pairing: Wen Junhui (Jun) X F!Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, crack, porn without plot

AU/Trope info: Established relationship

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Swearing, oral (fem receiving), nicknames (baby, babe, honey, love)

Rating: 18+

A/N: reupload from old blog, did not plagiarize, pastel blue divider by @okiedokreations

“YOU WHAT?!”

Junhui exclaimed in complete shock, extremely discombobulated, absolutely flabbergasted, at the sequence of words that left your lips at that moment. He felt backstabbed, betrayed that the love of his life would ever say such horrible things to him. He couldn’t believe his ears, and he prayed to the heavens to give him a sign that it was some sick and twisted joke, the thought of you being 100% serious and unironic made his stomach drop to his ass.

“Look, Jun, all I’m saying is that I just don’t like oral that much-” You try to calm him down, your boyfriend being one for the theatrics, one of the most dramatic people you’ve ever met in your life. He’s usually pretty calm about discussions in opinions, especially preferences in the bedroom, but apparently, your dislike of oral was his breaking point.

“You don’t understand- baby, how could you be so cruel to me?” His voice calmed down to a broken whisper, his eyes gazing over with a layer of tears as he dramatically wiped his non-existent tears with an ornately embroidered lacey silk handkerchief. (Where he got it is still a complete mystery.)

“Look, Junhui, if you’re really hung up about it I don’t mind participating if you really like it, it's just that if given the option, I wouldn’t miss oral all that much.” You say as you try to negotiate, this compromise only seemed to upset him more.

“But- but then you won't be enjoying it too! I want it to be enjoyable for both of us and I’ll feel really bad about it if you just do it to make me happy.” He said, still on the verge of tears.

“Hmm, okay fine, I’ll give you a chance to convince me to change my mind.” You say, finally, this seems to calm him down, looking up from his fancy handkerchief with a twinkle in his round boba eyes. You really can't resist him when he hits you with the twinkly, round boba eyes.

“Quick- take your pants off!”

You grip the sheets that rest under your palms as your shyness kicks in, so see the top of your boyfriend's head as you feel his hot palms glide down your thighs to rest on your knees, you make eye contact with him, the intensity of his look shot hot sparks down to your core. His hands grip your knees, gently prying them apart, the way he looked at your heat with such a heated and lustful gaze made you whine.

His pink tongue peeks out from between his plush lips, you feel a small gust of air when he moved closer to your pussy, his excited movement disturbing the air. You feel his hair and the warm skin of his cheeks tickles your inner thighs as he settles between them, still intensely looking at your cunt.

“I can’t believe you almost wouldn’t let me taste this.” He says lowly, his hot breath on your pussy making you clench around nothing, just then, he places a small, light peck on the hood of your clit, and you sigh, the tension of anticipation finally being released.

He continued placing light and wet kisses on your clit, each one met with a sigh or a moan, his warm hands still gripping your thighs as he savors your wetness on his lips.

He finally latches his lips on your clit, sucking on it softly, moaning when you thread your fingers through his hair with a tug, he breathes in, taking in your scent as his eyes roll back behind his head, almost making his eyes appear all white. He presses his face closer to your core, quickly losing all his composure as he loses himself in your taste.

His eyes glaze over in a lust-filed haze, he’s not thinking of anything else other than eating you like a starved man, kneeling before you in reverent worship of your pussy. His wet and rough tongue licks a fat, flat stripe up your slit as he moans again, from you tugging his locks again, and also seemingly getting off to eating you out.

You feel the tip of his tongue probing your entrance, your breath catching in the middle of a moan, anticipation brewing in your stomach for what’s to come next.

A gasp leads to a moan as his tongue finally penetrates you, his tongue extending to brush against the spongey spot inside of you, the tip of his skilled tongue curling up to brush and caress that spot with more pressure.

You’re not holding back anymore, gripping onto Junhui’s hair so tightly as if to anchor yourself, you hold him in place as you buck your hips into his face, his jaw going slack as he whines and moans, his eyelids hooding his eyes but you can see how blown-out his pupils are.

His head is pleasantly empty, he wants nothing more than to stay in that position forever.

He coaxes you into your first orgasm of the night, the tight cord inside you snapping in white-hot pleasure, your back arching off the sheet with a silent moan. Your vision blacking out from the intensity.

You can feel Junhui kissing along your inner thighs as you come back to earth, making eye contact with him, he gives you a lewd but soft smile, “I’m here love, come back to me, honey.” He whispers so softly into your skin, looking at your expression with a content smile. “You did so well for me, love.” His airy voice and words of praise sink into your skin, engulfing you in a warm and fuzzy glow as you look back down at your boyfriend, “Did I manage to change your mind?” He says, looking very proud of the mess he’s made of you, you only give him a suggestive smile back.

“It was good, but I don’t think you’ve convinced me yet. Could we go again?” You say, a bit out of breath but still cheeky. He gives you another elated smile, the kind that you see when he sees a street cat.

“I don’t mind that at all, lay down for me honey.”

[seivsite]

FROM FRIENDS TO MORE .ᐟ

prompt: “would you like to hang out?” “of course! i mean, yeah, it would be nice...”

includes: dan heng x fem!reader. but can be read as gn!reader, college au, friends to lovers trope, dh is a shy quiet boy that unironically wears glasses — wc: 330

Being the president of the student body and excelling academically had its blessings and curses.

“Hey, (Name), can you help me with my notes?”

“What do you think of this draft?”

“Can I see the presentation? I need some references.”

Endless questions and favors kept you busy, but not in the way you’d hoped. You sighed, finally finding a moment of respite as you sat down and rested your head on your arms.

“Are you alright?” a voice inquired, offering you a piece of your favorite candy.

Ah, right.

You had forgotten about him.

Dan Heng, who you’d jokingly refer to as your guardian angel, always seemed to appear just when you needed him the most, ready to fulfill your needs and desires.

“Hmm, I’m fine, thanks,” you replied, taking the candy from his outstretched hand.

“You should take better care of yourself, darling,” he suggested, adjusting his glasses.

“Hmm, I know, but it’s just that there are far too many people here who seem to lack common sense, unfortunately,” you replied, your gaze fondly resting on him, not paying much attention to the endearment he had used, as you had grown quite accustomed to it.

You couldn’t help but admire his features—the way his hair fell just right, his captivating eyes, and, most importantly, his inviting lips.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” he asked, noticing your awed expression.

“Say, would you like to hang out? Just you and me,” you proposed, resting your chin on your palm.

You observed a soft flinch from Dan Heng at your question, surprised by the sudden idea.

“Of course!” he exclaimed, then cleared his throat, adding, “Ahem, I mean, yeah, it would be nice...”

“Great! I'll see you later at 2 at Herta’s Café, alright?” you smiled, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek before sauntering out of the room, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

His face turned beet red as he touched the spot you had kissed, lost in a whirlwind of embarrassment and anticipation.

NOTES. i love college aus they’re so much fun to write hehe hope u enjoy :3 also new post layouts, i wont be changing my old ones to my new one, unless i get bored but yeah …

TAG LIST. @rintosei @itsjustwinter

LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED! ‹3

[kairiscorner]

four words

punk!miguel and reader

yes please 😋

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

punk!miguel x gn!reader headcanons

punk!miguel has two moods: being an annoying, cocky bastard and being an intimidating, more serious bastard.

punk!miguel loves towering over you. he enjoys smirking down at you and making you feel just how much smaller you are compared to him–it's not the feeling of being bigger than you that he likes, he craves to hear you cuss at him, and just seeing you get all furious at his teasing.

punk!miguel enjoys seeing you get all frustrated when he calls you those nicknames that just make you feel so... tiny when around him, like he's not taking you as seriously as he says he does: 'baby doll', 'mi chiquito/a', and of course...

"you're late to the action, my sweetest little gremlin." he cooed in a deep voice as he sauntered over to you all cocky, ripping his mask off from his head and shaking his unkempt hair. he smirked down at you and chuckled lowly as he bent down to your level. "what's the matter... pequeño/a? not too happy to see me?" he asked you as he placed his hand on your waist, feeling you squirm away from him and hearing you release those deliciously sweet little grumbles of frustration from your itty bitty mouth that sure knew how to complain a lot about him being a 'more powerful, capable spider person than you'... that can manage to piss you off beyond all comprehension.

"this was supposed to be a joint mission, o'hara." you remind him as miguel beat webbing up the anomaly and hoisting their unconscious self onto his shoulder, opening a portal up to HQ quickly as he turns to look at you with a shrug; his cocky smirk not leaving his face. "hey, chiquito/a, relax. it's not my fault your stubby little legs make you so slow that you gotta rely on a big, capable guy like me to help you out. ain't that right, my itsy, bitsy little spider?" he teases you as you huff, wanting to strangle him right now, but knowing that wouldn't solve anything, you kept your hands and anger to yourself. he chuckled, messing up your hair as he tousled it up with his free hand. "how adorable, see you back at HQ. that is, if you can keep up this time, cariño/a."

punk!miguel definitely plays music, preferably punk rock, but he prefers keeping that part of himself to himself. he's not embarrassed or anything, he's in fact, very confident in his music; the thing is, he wants to be better than he is already. he wants to make you stop and listen to his music, swoon to what he plays; and if he can't do that... then you won't get to see him play until you admit his talent's good enough to win you over.

punk!miguel likes teaching you how to play the electric guitar—he can play a bunch of other instruments too, though, like the acoustic guitar and such, but you were insistent on learning the electric guitar—and he loves feeling your soft, dainty little fingers underneath his longer, more calloused ones.

punk!miguel finds it so hot whenever you act all angry and take things in your own hands; he cheers for you whenever you silence everyone to alleviate the chaos, unironically.

punk!miguel would not hesitate going out, acting as your partner to protect you from people who think you're easy or soft. he hates it when people get that impression of you, but he's actually honored to get to know (and fall for) the real, raw you; one of the strongest spider persons in all of HQ, the most loving yet tough people he's ever met, and the only person who makes his heart beat for real, making him feel something other than it being a biological response.

"hey, now..." his low voice rumbled as he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him as he glared down at a few people who kept clamoring around you, trying to get your attention when you clearly weren't interested in any of them. "what do you assholes what with my chiquito/a, hmm?" he asked them in a deep voice as he moved in front of you, shielding you from them. he knew you could protect yourself from all kinds of anomalies and villains, but when it came to confrontation, you sometimes struggled telling strangers to go away when you weren't behind that mask you donned on. luckily for you... miguel's always eager to step up to protect you.

"what? not gonna say anything?" he asked them as he towered over them, feeling you cling on to his jacket, making him slightly flustered, but still seething with rage at how these people couldn't even comprehend what personal space and boundaries were. as they left one by one, he turned back to you with a softer expression, holding your hand that clung to his jacket. he smiled all sweetly and chuckled. "pretty good, no? that's the only good thing about looking so scary, you get a bodyguard as well as someone to help you through all the multiverse's endless caca storms." he says as you move closer to him, letting go of his jacket to wrap him in a hug, catching him by surprise. "what's all this now?" "thank you..." you whispered as you clung on to him tighter, making him choke on his words. he cleared his throat as he felt an even worse fluster afflict him, making him smile wider.

he covered his smile up with his hand and pat your back with his other free hand. "you're... welcome. all the time, you're welcome. but all this is only for you, though." he said, adding that last bit in a rushed whisper so you wouldn't hear it clearly. you wondered what he uttered at the end of that statement, but you didn't mind. you always felt so safe around miguel, no matter how rough, stubborn, intimidating, or rebellious he seemed; he was just a big, cuddly, spiky teddy bear that was eager to hug you back... and do more things with in private (though he wasn't opposed to doing it in private, you two had autonomy over your own bodies. so if you'd... let him... maybe...)

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[nightshadehoney]

I never watched James Somerton's shitty Killing Stalking video because I was trying to be good to myself and avoid something that I knew would make me very angry. In fact, I never watched any of his stuff because the fact that he made a video like that was enough to discount any thing he ever had to say (also I heard about the Celluloid Closet plagiarism).

But man, is the James Somerton discourse bringing a lot of Killing Stalking-related feelings back up for me. Because I'm mad; I'm still so mad. There are a suprising amount of people on social media who are saying they never watched any of his stuff except for the Killing Stalking video. I'm annoyed not just to find out that the vid had that sort of reach and influence, but also because Somerton's unmasking hasn't seemed to make people reasses the validity of the kind of thing he was saying. People are just now being like "hmm I think this guy might have Issues With Women" but that doesn't warrant any reflection on what exactly the motivation is of people who complain about women enjoying a niche webcomic? Because I don't actually believe you're concerned about the influence of some obscure piece of media when you advertise its existence to your large audience many of whom had not heard of it and would never have heard of it but for your transparent outrage porn video. It's rage bait and the target was women that are perceived as straight. A big channel has publicized the fact that they excised a section that endorsed the opinions in this video from their own because they became aware of Somerton's plagiarism and dishonesty (presumably; if it was actually because they recognized his views were coming from a sexist place I would welcome a clarification). And you know, I don't think that's a good look actually. That you needed to be told he was a bad person and couldn't idependently put together that the misogynist man was saying misogynist things.

The comic ended years ago and the fandom has gone mostly quiet, but to this day people are still the peddling the"fujoshi/stupid teenage girls who don't know what's good for them are shipping these characters because they are too braindead to realize it's not a romance; it's a horror, two things I believe are mutually exclusive. I am smarter than all of these cringe degenerates" bullshit. It's in the comments of the hbomberguy video even; one comment was such a gross misrepresentation of the series that my friend needed to talk me down from getting into a pointless youtube comments argument (bless him) because these people are officially making me lose my marbles.

This narrative is full of shit, it's demonstrably not fucking true. You can go on the artist's twitter right now and its full of her retweeting shippy fanart of that pairing readers were apparently never intended to ship.

(I don't think Koogi knows or cares about James Somerton; she just reblogs the works of fans who tag her. This made me laugh though).

Now this is all speculation because he died decades before social media existed, but I think if Nabokov was alive today his twitter would not be full of Humbert Humbert x Dolores Haze fanart. And yet, I have unironically seen people compare shipping Sangwoo and Bum in Killing Stalking with the misreading of Lolita as a precocious sexual temptress more than once.

And this isn't me saying that Killing Stalking is the disgusting"pro-sexualized abuse" comic that tumblr purity police used to characterize it as either. One of these days I'm going to go truly bonkers and end up banging pots and pans on the street corner, yelling at random innocent passerbys about how stories about romantic and sexual relationships are not required to be Hallmark movies. You can make art about the negative, dark, and troubling parts of these feelings and relationships without creating a pat morality tale. You don't need to approach media analysis like your 7th grade teacher has assigned you an essay on explaining what a novel's "message" is.

Nobody, not the author and not the fans, genuinely thinks that Sangwoo and Bum have a healthy or aspirational relationship. This hypothetical person that does not understand the relationship is toxic doesn't exist. Because girls and women, even the ones having cringey fandom fun on tiktok or whatever, are not so stupid and naive that they are unware that breaking someone's legs and locking them in a muder basement is bad. The type of concern troll rhetoric Somerton employed in his video is directed near exclusively at women interested in men and there's a reason for this. Women are not responsible for abuse that men do to them; nobody is responsible for their partner abusing them. If I never saw people spit this bullshit again it would be too soon.

[mr-laveau]

-hands you my Love listener and also all my actual love ily booboo-

One. They have been called Love and/or Asset and will name themselves Ariel.

Two. Unfortunately, we already know all there is to their backstory 😭

Three. They’ve played around with the idea of lots of aesthetics and have settled on a sort of pastel, casual look with academia elements.

Four. They’re gender-fluid, so they switch from male, femme, and androgynous presenting on a whim.

Five. (Now that I’m really reading these questions, I’m so sorry for sending you an Android 😂) Marcus is an anime nerd in the worst way, so Ariel was deffo made with East-Asian features.

Six. They were made to look in their early twenties.

Seven. Slender and androgynous.

Eight. A Scorpio, though I’m not confident about that answer, I’ll admit.

Nine. Anton, who is the only person they feel likes them, and James, who is the only person who they feel respects them.

Ten. They’re still discovering hobbies and interests but so far, they’re enjoying listening to music and learning piano.

Eleven. Hmm, I think it’d be interesting if it was Psyche, Greek Goddess of the Soul, since it could be argued whether they have one.

Twelve. RedactedAudio 💕

Thirteen. Ariel is a sex-neutral/averse ace, so when they do sex without the obsession-code, it’s done with curiosity and the partner’s pleasure as the main priority.

Fourteen. Hmmm… that’s a new question for me. I think they actually don’t know yet.

Fifteen. I am Not a Robot by Marina and the Diamonds. It unironically makes them feel a lot of things.

Sixteen. Lowkey Natalie Portman’s character in Ex Machina.

Seventeen. Almost like a stock photo or a model’s shoot. They are symmetrical and physically attractive, beautiful almost, but there’s something impersonal about the stiff way they hold themselves and the lack of emoting on their face.

Eighteen. They really want to meet a dog. EDM music confused them and holds up appeal. They wish they could try coffee and lemons.

Thank you, my love 🧡

LaVeau-gue - design #003 - Asset/Love - Ariel - Lexi Sun

You are most welcome Lexi, always an honour to get to work with my first redacted friend, especially when it comes to this bean, Ariel! I still remember a few of the details from our previous conversations in regards to how you see them so I hope this does them justice!

Design Notes

Approaching Ariel's design, I had already had remembered conversations with you in regards to previous inspirations you'd mentioned for your take on Love. I also added in a bit of my own inspos to the mix to see what would take

For Ariel's design I wanted to keep in mind the solid collection of notes you'd written up so I could incorporate as much as I could whilst also condensing the design so I could make it simple to redraw (as I do with some of my other designs). My main focus when getting into this design however was to create a human and android Skin similar to how I'd made my Asset, Prim.

A big inspiration I had for them was Jenni from My Life As a Teenage Robot and Hatsune Miku so I decided that white metallic plates reminiscent of Jenni would work and blue hair similar to Miku would tie things together. Additional, I also chose to include colours from the PM title cards to establish that visual parallel .

As for clothing, I followed your instructions as best as I could, creating an androgynous fit that was pastel and had hints of academic elements! On top of that, I incorporated musical notes as a reference to the singing Ariel from the Tempest and the little mermaid does and to reference her proclivities for piano music. To reference back to your choice of Psyche as a god to represent Asset, I included butterfly designs on their overalls. To balance the whole pallette I combos the PM pallette and the pallette of their clothes which ended up being pretty readable overall! Another fun fact is that I also ended realizing that Ariel shares a clothing pallette with my Caelum!

Wanna have your listener designed by me? Check out my rules for LaVeau-gue and send an ask my way! Also, currently I am looking for money to replace my computer so any interested parties who wanna help can check out my commissions!

[revserrayyu]

2.4 Xianzhou continuance thoughts [part 2]

**SPOILERS** for everything up until entering the Shacking Prison, so as always, read at your own discretion if you haven’t reached this part of the story yet. Fair warning that I may mention some things that happen inside the prison as well, but hopefully not much. Sorry not sorry in advance for me obsessing over Feixiao.

As much as I adore Jiaoqiu’s character, I’m currently debating on pulling for him. After testing him out a bit inside the Shacking Prison, I realized I don’t really have a team that would suit him best? Of course I plan to pull for Acheron in the future but I might just hold off for now so I can save even more for Feixiao. I do hope these two and Moze have a good team synergy though. They seem like such a tight group and I’d love to use them all on a team one day.

Tee-hee, One Piece mention. Random, but I’m such a fan of Jiaoqiu’s fancy braid.

Noooo, I don’t like that her unknown medical issue can’t be healed! I mean, it’s not unheard of that Bailu pretty much said the same to Jingliu, about how bizarre it was and how there wasn’t much she could do to help. I don’t believe Feixiao to be mara-struck though, or at least I hope not. While this quest continued on the thought of her transforming into a Borisin came to mind a couple times but I have my doubts. I haven’t delved deep into any leaks about her lore so I can only speculate at this point. Even if those deaths in Penacony were fake, I don’t need any more to happen here, please.

Good boy!! Keep your promise! Heal this queen! I beg of you! I won’t lie, him being so dedicated to keeping his promise (which I’d love to hear the backstory of) to her sorta kinda flips a little switch off in my head saying “ship,” and I’m on board.

Been chatting about this a lot with others, but the question as to why Feixiao has no tail despite being a Foxian is interesting. I personally assumed that the lack of a tail was a result of some harsh battle where she got badly injured, but even with this brief flashback, it doesn’t appear that one is visible here either. Maybe she lost it before this fight? Or perhaps she never had one? Could not having a tail be the cause of her condition? Or was it really taken off from her? I haven’t a clue and it’s another reason why I’m so fascinated by her. Hopefully 2.5 sheds some light upon her past, or at least her character stories once she becomes playable.

Here’s another moment where the whole Borisin transformation idea popped into my head, especially after seeing how capable they are with shape shifting. Learning that the Foxians and Borisin share a common ancestor, the idea changed to Feixiao possibly being half and half? If so, then the condition she’s suffering from might be the Moon Rage? Similar to what we experience when fighting the Borisin down in the Shackling Prison. Add Bailu’s comment about “enjoy some tasty food” and how hungry Hoolay was too.. hmm. Doesn’t help he and Feixiao both have white fur. With how much the Foxians detest the Borisin, keeping this part of herself hidden would but ultimately stressful and probably taxing on her physical and mental health.

Moze is just.. so unironically funny. We have this heavy conversation happening and he chooses to cling to something so simple a food, which is fair. Food is always a good thing.

When Feixiao mentioned she was going to meet up with an old war friend, no alarms rang in my head telling me that it could be another Foxian that I enjoy, which is a shame but also wonderful because the surprise of her and Yukong being friends was worth it. 30 years might not seem like a long time for them, but it’s a decent chunk for people like us.

And yet so much has happened during those years for them. The time does throw me through a loop though.. I always imagined that Yukong lost Caiyi and gave up flying so much longer ago? Because then Qingni (Yukkong’s adopted daughter) couldn’t be much older than 30, right? Caiyi had just returned from maternity leave before she lost her life and Qingni never even knew of her real parents until the events of Yukong’s companion mission. I dunno, I’m just surprised. I definitely thought the daughter was older than that and the tragic loss in Yukong’s life happened ages ago.

Everyone give your utmost praise to Jiaoqiu right now for keeping our gorgeous general alive!

For real though, what on earth even happened to Jingliu and Luocha? like they both showed up in the Shackling Prison at the end of the main Xianzhou story alongside Jing Yuan, but stuff also happened in Jingliu’s companion quest at Scalegorge Waterscape where Luocha was sent away with some Cloud Knights before Jingliu’s fight with Blade where the quest just sorta ends there afterwards. My memory is terrible and I’m not entirely sure which order these events play out, but whatever they’re up to, they’ve been awfully quiet. With how often Jingliu’s name is brought up later on, it gives me small hopes that she could return in the later half of the story. Wouldn’t that be nice to see her take down Hoolay again?

Poor Jing Yuan can’t catch a break with these accusations. This entire quest also feels like the first time I’m hearing so much of this Marshal, but I’m certain it’s just my memory failing me. The main story of the Xianzhou wasn’t my favorite mission out of the bunch, but I am enjoying this one, surprisingly.

I do love the bond these women share with each other. Yukong asks about the Alliance’s plan regarding Jing Yuan and Feixiao graciously provides answers knowing that Yukong can keep a secret. Respect! You love to see it!

Suddenly, the Prisoner of Deep Confinement relic set makes sense to me. I never really took the time to look into the details considering how little DOT units I actively use, but it’s pretty cool to see where the inspiration for it came from and it actually being worn like this.

Now when “Whistling Flames” was mentioned, I first thought of that ghost ship Yukong saw at Fyxestroll Garden for reasons I’m not entirely sure of, but after some light searching, it’s apparently the guild Tingyun was part of?

It sweet to know that Yukong still hasn’t given up searching for clues about Tingyun might actually alive, but if Ruan Mei somehow found Tingyun first, I dunno if I should be relieved or concerned considering our crazy scientist had a habit of.. experimenting.

With how much chatter the Wardance received from trailers and livestreams, I’m honestly shocked that there isn’t much about it happening in the story? It may be because I’m hyperfixating on Feixiao and everything else much more, but my interest isn’t nearly as piqued as I thought it would be. I haven’t done that one side quest revolving around March so I assume there’s more to it there, but so far her sword training arc seems more of a background story. I did find it cute how both her masters gave her gifts at the start, with Yunli providing her new outfit and Yanqing crafting the swords, of course.

Yo, generals! Come pick up your kids! They’re still arguing about nonsense!

And you’re both adorable with your pink hair. Now be friends!

I have a sneaking suspicion that this man could very well poison someone if he wanted to.

I don’t remember much about this brief scene.. something about Yanqing’s doubts and the obstacles he faces or whatever, but it was pretty.

Moving a highly dangerous criminal out of prison to somewhere else? Surely nothing will go wrong! And definitely not right before you make your own move either! That would be crazy.

To no ones surprise, things do eventually take a turn for the worst, but that’s all to be discussed next, so have this, because why not:

Because I clearly haven’t obsessed over her enough already. No way.

[gamequeenanya]

The Hardest Part - lee Michael, ler Phone Guy

Summary: After Sister Location, Michael tries to grasp a sense of normalcy. And yet, after everyone in his neighbourhood has shunned him, the strangest man still sticks by him. Can he cheer up Michael, or are his methods too silly and childish?

…

Michael looked at the man in disgust. What was wrong with him?

Though Scott had been afraid of Ennard, and hid away from him, now he came to talk to Michael like he was a normal person. Like Scott didn't see a difference between the living and the undead. Like the most unironic Halloween maniac he'd ever seen.

Scott just looked back at him with worry.

"Mike…? A-are you alright…?"

He looked away. Of course he wasn't alright! He'd not only lost all of his beauty but also his humanity in only seven days! How does one recover from that?! Yet when Michael looked at Scott again, he felt a rush of worried feelings. If Scott got too close to him, he'd probably catch some sort of disease! Even though Michael had used formaldehyde to preserve what remained of his body.

"Scott, please. Stay away."

Stopping, Scott looked at him sadly.

"Mike…" He tried. It was hard to think of what to say. What could he say that could help him, and not offend him after going through a situation like this? What could Scott possibly say to comfort him, when he didn't even know close to what it was like…? He looked down at his hands. How could he know the pain Michael was going through when he'd been rescued from Freddy's without a scratch? He knew pain and suffering but it didn't even come close to-

"Please Scott. Look at me…" Michael tried to make it known what Scott was doing with his eyes. If he had any expressions left. "Do not touch me. It-it is dangerous… At least, can you wear some sort of protective suit?"

Finally seeming to understand, Scott nodded.

…

Now they were on the couch; Michael wearing the clothing he always wore, a purple sweater and black pants. And Scott wearing his regular clothes, with a hazmat suit over it.

Scott had wrapped his arms around Michael in a hug.

It had felt strange to Michael. Someone showing him affection. He felt he deserved to be hated and despised, given how his father had treated him for most of his life. How his whole family had treated him.

He tried to enjoy the show on screen. But he kept thinking of the strange man beside him, which distracted him from the show. They sat in silence after it was complete. There was no more popcorn in the bowl.

Michael noticed Scott hugging him closer, and hugged back. As expected, Scott was a cuddlebug.

"You are so sweet." He said with a soft smile. "Why are you so sweet?"

He shook his head. Honestly he didn't know.

"I'm not sweet, Mike. I-I'm kind of scummy actually…"

Mike rolled his eyes.

"You really think that after all we've been through? After you saved the trapped souls, let alone me?"

He playfully pinched Scott's side.

"Eep!" Scott squeaked. Then he smirked. "Oh really, Michael~ You're really trying to tickle me, when I'm wearing this suit?"

The yellow hazmat suit was rather thick. Mike didn't think about the consequences of his actions and how Scott's suit would prevent him from retaliating. He laughed nervously.

"Ah! N-no hard feelings…?"

Scott pounced, wiggling his fingers all over Michael's sides.

"AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NOT THERE!" He cried, squirming. He'd always been extremely ticklish, seeming to inherit both parents' tickle spots. It wasn't fair! "HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAAAA COME OHHOHOHON!"

"Awww, poor Michael! Way too ticklish for your own good~!"

He tickled up his ribs slowly, in a rhythmic up and down motion.

"HAHAHAHAHHHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAAAHAHHAHAA!"

"Hmm, I wonder if your armpits are bad?" He carefully swirled double digits in both armpits at once.

"NAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! MEAN!"

"Am I really mean, if you were the one who thought up this technique…?" He questioned.

"HAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA! COME ON!"

Scott frowned, noticing he couldn't tickle Michael's stomach or bellybutton anymore. There were a few other things he wanted revenge for… But it didn't matter. Michael still had plenty of other spots! He gently skittered his fingers on the sides of his neck.

"EHEHEHEEHEHEEEEEE!" Michael scrunched his neck up, big grin on his face. Scott stopped for a bit, wondering where to go next. Michael caught his breath and waited in anticipation. It was always fun to see what Scott was planning.

"Hmm… Oh, I know!" He said with a breezy smile. And suddenly he was at his feet, taking his shoes and socks off.

"Hahahah, wait-wait-!" Michael begged, covering his face.

"Hmmmmm? I'm waiting…!" Scott teased.

"Hahahaha, you're so weird!" He laughed, holding his sides.

"You too," he said affectionately. And he wiggled his fingers over Mike's right arch.

"AHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAAA!" He doubled over in laughter. Scott continued to tickle there until Mike begged him to move to the other foot. He was more than happy to oblige, now tickling all over the left sole, and tickling between his toes. "AHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA!"

"Hm. Isn't it strange that in English, we have individual names for our fingers, but not for our toes…? Mm. I don't think that's fair."

Michael giggled and laughed more, not liking where this was heading.

"I think we should name our toes too!" Scott said firmly. He wiggled Mike's pinky toe. "I think we should call this one Jeremiah!"

"Seriously?! Hahahaha!" Mike laughed.

"Yeah! And how about we call these ones Mike and Scott, after ourselves?" He wiggled the toes that were next in line. Mike giggled, still squirming. Scott thought for a bit more. "And how about… Uh…"

Mike got distracted a little and tried to tickle Scott's neck a little.

"Hey! Haha." He glared at him playfully. That was all the warning Mike got before Scott sat on his legs and skittered his fingers all over both soles at once.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAAAA! I'M SOHOHOHORRY!" He squealed, though he didn't feel sorry at all.

"As I was saying! I think the next toe should be called Clara. And the big toe is Vlad!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOO!" Michael cried.

Finally, Scott got off of him and offered him a hand to help him up.

"Thank you…" Michael said, catching his breath. He pulled himself back onto the couch.

"Need some water?" Scott offered him. Mike shook his head.

"I-I'm just confused…"

"Hm…?"

"Those names you chose. They're from a TV show, aren't they?" He guessed. "Do-Do you watch The Immortal and the Restless too?"

Scott nodded with a grin. "It's my favourite show!"

He pulled himself onto the couch as well. Michael put an arm around him and flipped channels to find it. Perhaps they weren't so different after all.

(The End)

[whatsupsonnyboy]

Joseph Quinn || million words

Pairing: Joseph Quinn x fem model reader

summary: It’s been a long time since Joe and you have been together, but it felt even longer since the last time he went with you to work. After being done with Stranger Things 4 promo he had found the time go and see you shoot and you were buzzing, unfortunately things doesn’t always go the way we want [based on this]

wc: 2.9K

warnings: body shaming (I tried to make it subtle tho cause I know it could be triggering), self-consciousness, angst (little), cute cute Joe, smut (soft and sweet), mdni!!!!, piv sex, unprotected sex (they’re a stablished couple ;) )

a/n: oh I loved this one, I really hope you enjoy it too. Sorry for any typos or thing that could possibly not make sense (I know v little about modeling and all!!) I got little to say, just as usual, reblog and comment please, likes are always welcomed too but you know, reblogging is what actually helps a writer 😉

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You were absolutely euphoric. You almost couldn’t even remember the last time Joe had had the chance to go with you to anything related to work. Since he received the call for his role as Eddie Munson in Stranger Things, his life took a 180º degrees flip and of course, yours had changed a little too. Not getting all the time as you were used to be together was the worst part, but you knew he was happy, despite all the stress and the endless days working, he was happy and as long as he was, you were too.  

He squeezed your hand when the car had arrived to the set and you looked at him, the biggest of the smiles on his face, you could feel he was excited to be there with you too. He always used to accompany you to your shoots back when he had more time, always claiming to love seeing you work.

As you entered the big building you started to feel kind of nervous and dizzy, maybe it was because of how long since you had Joe there for a shooting or because this shooting was really important for you. You were almost crying from joy when you had called Joe to explain that Savage X Fenty, Rihanna’s lingerie brand, wanted you to be part of their latest campaign.

Once the manager and the art director explained you how the photoshoot was supposed to be going, they showed you to the dressing room, where the make up artist was already waiting for you along with the hair stylist.

“I’ll see you on set baby” Joe said before kissing you goodbye and leaving you in the door. You just nodded and got inside, the nerves in your stomach building up.

-

You loved the outfits they had assigned you. The spicy orange lace bralette pairing with the Brazilian panties were just perfect. That one was the first one and you were already hoping they would gift it to you once you were done.

“Looking beautiful, love” one of the tech assistants, Aaron, he had told you he was called, said when he came to take you to set. “First Fenty shoot?” he asked, and you just nod your head, feeling kind of anxious. “Well, you sure will do it great, take it easy” he squeezed your arm gently and let you at the corner of the room filled with other models, some image techs, big lights, and the classic white background you were so used to. “You’re next, lookout” he said before disappearing.

You looked for Joe among the full room, but he reached you before you could put your eyes on him. His hand was on your waist as he gently kissed your shoulder. “Astonishing baby” he whispered playfully.

“Shut up” you giggled. Joe was drinking a coffee and had get rid of his jacket. His unironed shirt, two buttons undone, revealing the little chest hair and his two silver chains hanging on it. “You’re such a little whore, aren’t you” you teased him as you play with the chains.

“Hmm, If only I could kiss you right now” he whined. He couldn’t ruin your make up or your hair, which was partially hold back into two tiny braids, making your eyes look bigger and leaving your face clear.

“Behave, baby” you whispered.

“I am, trust me”.

Your little bubble exploded when you heard your name being called out. You run to the set, where the photographer was waiting for you. He asked again for your name and did a gesture to her assistant, who wrote something down on a little notebook.

“Okay, let’s do this I don’t have all day” she said in a really unfriendly way.

You had heard from the hair stylist before that Mila, today’s photographer, was a hard one, and how he tend to be pretty demanding and picky, but by her body language you could tell maybe it was even worse than what you’ve pictured.

She started to ask you for poses and ordered you to stand in a point and then in another, making weird faces after she snapped her camera button. You could even hear her hum and talk under her voice, despite you didn’t catch what she was saying it was starting to make you feel anxious.

“Is everything alright?” You dared to ask.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah” she said without even looking at you “Try to stretch more and put your right hand on your hip”

You did as you were told but after a couple more shots she didn’t seem any happier.

“Girl, you might want to ask for a push up instead” she said harshly and your eyes inevitably widened. “Your breast just not big enough, I don’t think you make justice to that”.

You looked for Joe for comfort, he was standing a few feet away from her and by the look on his face, he had perfectly heard her. He looked at you and smiled, trying to ease your nerves. You breathed in and out and imagined his voice in your head as he assured you how everything’s gonna be fine.

“Turn a little, stretch, put your right leg in front” she demanded and you silently obeyed. “Oh boy, this is nonsense…” she grunted. “Common, go change outfit, we’ll try again”.

You didn’t say a thing, maybe you have should because you felt she was being totally unfair to you. Okay, it was the first time you were doing this for the brand but it wasn’t as you didn’t know how to work. Joe followed you as you walked out the room, once you were far away enough from the set he made you stop.

“Hey, don’t listen to her okay” he said gently.

“Okay” you smiled shily, you didn’t want to listen, but the woman made it really difficult.

When you were back to the room, changed into a purple lace teddy, Joe was being approached by her. You frowned to the sight. What was she even doing, she was not only rude and unpleasant but completely insolent.

You got closer to set even you hadn’t been called yet just to observe the way he touched your boyfriend arm in a way too friendly way, but Joe immediately stepped back, a polite smile on his face but you could tell he was feeling awkward. Or at least it was what you wanted to think. When his eyes landed on you he seemed relieved and pulled a small grin, making the photographer look back at you.

“There you are!” she exclaimed and looked at you from head to toe. “Well, let’s see what we can do with this one… kinda looks better but still doesn’t fits you as it should” she remarked mercilessly.

You felt you blood boiling this time, anxiety leaving to make space for anger.

“Seems like your boyfriend is here, show him what you have girl” she said harshly as she pointed with her finger where she wanted you to stand.

You usually had a thick skin and were not easy to upset, but the whole situation was too much. You had never faced anything that came closer to that one. Joe winked an eye at you cheerfully and you swallowed hard before starting again.

Mila talked to you in such an awful way that you were having the hardest of the times trying to hide how pissed off you were getting. Not to mentions her nonstop comments on your body.

“You’re not just made for this one either… what can I say, too loose from there, too tight here” she said in a despicable way, sending waves of anger to your whole body, that would go inevitably tense.

“I-” you tried to speak but she hush you quickly and made a signal to the two other girls standing close to the set.

They were wearing the same teddy as you, same color and patron just different size.

“Common girls, lets show the newbie here how to pull this one”.

You moved from the set and stood next to Joe for a second, feeling dizzy and kind of numb, still processing the whole scenario. Mila would overpraise the girls, as if she needed to point out how good they were comparing to you. You felt absolutely sick.

“What do you think Joe boy” he addressed your boyfriend, and you felt your body tense even more, “if you don’t want to grab a drink latter with me you could always give them a try” she snapped and busted out in a laugh as if it was the best joke she had ever heard. “Either of them will for sure make a better match for you than the other one”.

“I’m done” you said angrily and rushed to the dressing room to get changed and go home. You didn’t give a single fuck if it was Fenty, Victoria Secret or Calvin Klein, you had had enough, and it was not worth your mental health.

You changed in less than an instant, grab your stuff and stormed out. Joe was outside waiting for you.

“Wait, baby” he said as he walked behind you. “Don’t listen to her, its just nonsense”.

“Is it Joe?” you replied with tons of anger and his eyes widened.

“What? Of course it is! She’s an asshole and you shouldn’t let her get you this way” he said in an exasperating calm tone.

“Are you kidding me?” you almost barked.

“Baby-”

“You know what?” you interrupted him. The last thing you wanted is to make a scene with him in public. “Forget about it”. You stated and didn’t look behind before taking the lift to the ground floor. You didn’t wait to see if Joe was coming or not, you rushed your way out of the building as you ordered an uber.  All you wanted was to get home as soon as possible.

-

Once you were home, you went straight to the bedroom Joe and you have shared for the last six months. You had a hot and relaxing bath that helped easing down your nerves and anger. You really couldn’t explain how bad you have ending up feeling, the comments about your body had been awful but your last straw had been the inappropriate comments targeted directly to your boyfriend. But the worst part, if it was even possible, had been Joe’s reaction. Which had been none. How could he have stood there without saying a damn word, the only sign of disapproval had been his frowned eyebrows, but he had begged you to maintain calm and stayed there. Why would he even had asked that?

Yet, way more than furious, you were really disappointed, terrified even. What if she was right? What if you were not enough for Joe and what if he had realized just then and there, maybe that’s why he had kept silence because he was so embarrassed to see the fool he had been.

The overwhelming and burning feeling in your chest obliged you to stop your mind, torturing yourself that way wasn’t going to lead to any good.So when you went out the bathtub you put on a pajamas and got into bed, your body felt incredible heavy and your head spined uncontrollably with hundreds of intoxicating thoughts. Maybe having a little nap would help, so you took your air pods, closed the blinds and played your favorite playlist in order to help you relax.

You had just started to feel a little better when you heard the front door closing, you paused the music so you heard Joe calling out your name, but you weren’t in the mood so you just stayed silent in the darkness of the room. A brief silence followed just for it to be broken by the noise of his knocks on the bedroom door. You didn’t even move.

“Baby, I know you’re there… lets talk” he said behind the door. Silence. You didn’t feel like talking then, the last thing you wanted in that moment was seeing his face pretending to be sorry. You didn’t think he was sorry, or at least it hadn’t looked like it back on set. “Y/n please… I’m begging you”.

“Go away Joseph” you murmured loud enough for him to hear you.

You waited a minute or two, but Joe didn’t say a word, he had done exactly what you told him, go away. You played the music and pulled the volume all the way up, tears starting to fall down your cheeks.

-

Joe went out to buy you your favorite treats at the groceries store, he got that you were mad, but he had never intended to hurt you. He loved you so much, the idea of hurting you broke his heart, and he was feeling desperate to fix things. Everything was dead silent as he crossed the main entrance of your apartment, maybe you had fallen asleep, but as he approached your bedroom he could catch the sobs from the inside. He knocked, but you did just not answer but your crying increased. Joe didn’t knock twice, he opened the door and got inside, approaching the bed and sitting right in the edge, next to you.  

“God baby I’m so damn sorry” he whispered as he rubbed your back.

“Why-” you whined as you sniffed. “Why you didn’t say anything?”

“Because if I had, I would literally would have ripped off her head from that pretentious and impertinent body of hers” he confessed, and you looked at him with doe eyes. “That’s why. I stayed calm only so you would stay calm too baby, so you could finish the shoot because I knew how much it meant for you…” he hold your face with one hand and whipped your tears away with the other one.

“So… you don’t think she’s right?” you asked in a hushed tone.

“Have you lost your mind? I love you baby and I don’t care about nonsense bullshit some random woman says and you shouldn’t either, but I understand you got upset and I’m sorry I didn’t act the way you needed me to” he admitted, and it warmed your heart but at the same time it made you feel bad, maybe you had been kind of unfair with him. Hadn’t thought it twice before getting mad.

“Oh Joe…” you said, tears starting to roll down your cheeks again.

“I’m so in love with you, just the idea of hurting you makes my heart ache, baby. I thought for a moment you were going to dump me” he said shyly.

“I could never do that, you little dork” you shook your head in disapproval.

“You were pretty upset” he said with a more relaxed tone.

“I was, yes… but that doesn’t mean I’m crazy” you said, laughing a little when he did, whipping the rest of your tears away. “I love you so much”.

“I love you more” he stated and before you could even reply he kissed you.  

What started as a tender and sweet kiss suddenly heated up. Joe cupping your face as you gave him full access to your mouth. He tasted as cigarettes and coffee and you loved it.

“I only want you baby, and I always will” he whispered in between small kisses that he would plaster on the edge of your mouth, going down your neck. You tilt your head so he could kiss your neck better. His wet kisses sending tingles down your spine and his sophisticated and woodsy scent flooding your senses. You tangled your fingers in his curls, messing a little with his hair and pulling him closer.

“Do you want me, Joe?” you asked teasingly.

He looked up to you with a devilish smirk on his face as a respond. He hovered you, pinning your body against the mattress and when he got closer to join your lips with his again, he murmured “Let me show you baby”.

You let Joe kiss you, letting him take control over the whole situation. His soft hands undressing you slowly and gently, caressing every part of your body they reached. You absolutely loved how tender and sweet he could be. He started to take his clothes off too. You laid there, admiring him as he got naked, he was so beautiful and you were crazy in love with him, just the same way he was with you. He was completely naked when he fit himself between your legs. “You’re so damn stunning baby” he praised you as he looked you deep into your eyes. His hands slowly traced back up your legs and you sucked in a breath. “I want you so bad” he hissed with darkened eyes and went slowly into you. Feeling him inside you was one of the better feelings in the entire world. He kissed you before he started moving slowly, creating a hot friction between your skin and his. You pulled him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him against you. Joe’s face found the space between your shoulder and your neck, his breath feeling heavy as he pushed your hips in a nice and constant rhythm that made your legs shake. The sensation overtook every single thought in your brain, and you started to feel your orgasm build in your lower belly. Joe kissed you and rocked his hips a little faster and harder just to send both of you over the edge.

When he laid down next to you, he brought you closer to his naked body, you loved laying naked with Joseph, it made you feel vulnerable but safe at the same time, as crazy it could sound. He maybe hadn’t been your first love, but he was for sure the one. Before Joe, you could have only imagined being loved in a passionate, beautiful, and respectful way, being in a relationship in which empathy and communication would be always the path was what you had always craved. And Joe was perfect, Joe loved you in such a perfect way, not even million words would be enough to explain.

[imrllytootiredforthis]

names i'd call each of txt:

a/n: all jokes (kinda💀), a little suggestive ig, lots of crack

yeonjun:

love

bunny or bun'

so help me god i wanna call him bunny so bad😩

lovely thing

sweet boy

handsome

i swear, i just wanna praise him and tell him how pretty and amazing he is

babe

he's a babe kinda guy, convince me otherwise

i'd call him dude and bro unironically and at first he'd be kinda offended but then he'd honestly probably say it back too

slut

also kinda wanna degrade him...he'd enjoy it, i swear

babygirl

god, i'm so fucking feral for babygirl yj😩

and so is @d7dream, twinning🤪👍

soobin:

bunny #2

*aggressively screams into pillow*

I"D DO ANYTHING, ANYTHING TO CALL HIM MY LITTLE BUNNY

-anyway

baby

ironic bc of how big he is

pretty boy

darling

he looks like he'd enjoy being called pookie but idk how i'd feel abt that...

giant

while simultaneously asking him how the weather up there is, bc actually fuck you soob, why are you so tall, hmm?🤨

beomgyu:

ankle biter

he looks like he would, fight me

shrimp

i kinda wanna bully him, idk, he'd prolly bite my ankles right after in retaliation but🤷

princess or prince, depending on the mood

baby

he needs some love and affection after being picked on and i do too after getting my ankles bitten

cutie pie

he'd blush and i think that's a win

whore, slut, brat

back to bullying him but this time he'd like it

highkey wanna call him snookums just to see how he'd react💀

taehyun:

handsome

he'd very much like to be called that

baby or babe

okay so hear me out...

...

kitten or like kitty

LIKE, HEAR ME OUT

i'd do it while petting his hair and shit, him being all cute and nuzzling into the touch

it would be so cute istg

mon amour

i feel like he would be really into all of that lovey-dovey kind of stuff

mon cher

think he would really like being talked to in french

hueningkai:

i wanna call him all the cute ones😭

sweetheart

baby boy

sweetie

bubba

sweet boy

when he's all cuddled up, wrapped in blankets and so, so adorable<33

mine

prolly appreciate the possessiveness tbh

PRECIOUS

he'd completely melt

OH MY GOD

AND ANGEL, WANNA CALL HIM ANGEL SO BADDDD

[olympeline]

Now I’ve watched my first Eurovision, here are some thoughts and opinions on the results:

I don’t think Nemo deserved to win. His song was good, don’t get me wrong, but there were others that were better (Croatia, France, Israel). I’d put him in the top quarter but not at #1. I’m not on social media bar this little niche account but I’ve heard people are saying he won because he’s transgender. And because Switzerland is a traditionally neutral country. I don’t believe that, personally. It’s too tinfoil hat conspiracy theory for me. I think he won because the jury thought The Code was the best song for the radio. As in it’s the candidate likely to have mass appeal and sell the most singles. That’s my theory anyway 🇨🇭

And yeah, I agree with everyone else: Croatia was robbed. I don’t understand this result at all. Why was the jury so hard on him? My only theory is it’s a case of professional critics being snobby and deciding that because the public likes something it automatically becomes low brow and less artistic? That’s the only reason I can think of. Seriously two twelves out of thirty-seven? Whyyyy. I’m 100% on team #AbolishTheJury after this 🥲 🇭🇷

I didn’t like Ireland’s entry when I first listened to it and I still think the vocals are weak but the act as a whole? Strongest visuals in the competition. Just top tier costumes and staging. Is it right to do that well in a song contest if you’re carried by visuals? Hmmm. I don’t know. Like strip away all that flash and would you put Bambie Thug that high? Hmm. Uuhh? Mmmm? Not sure. It was like the opposite of France’s entry which had minimal effects and was carried solely by his song. So yeeaahh, IDK? Don’t know how I feel about Ireland’s high ranking. I could go either way 🇮🇪

Speaking of France, OMG, what a beautiful performance! Easily the strongest vocals in the contest. The emotion as he sang gave me shivers. Croatia is my #1 but if Baby Lasagna wasn’t there I would have voted for Slimane. I’ve heard he’s already huge in France and I can see why! Mon amour 🇫🇷

Israel’s song was also just beautiful. So sad and heartfelt too. I heard Eden (sorry, forgot her surname) is only twenty? If so, wow! Was she the youngest in the whole contest? Either way that’s super young and yet she did an amazing job! I can’t imagine that much pressure at that age. She should be very proud 🇮🇱

Such a bummer that Joost got canned. I bet he kicked himself all the way home. Europapa was one of my favourite entries and I think it would have done really well if he was allowed to perform. Like I said, a real bummer but then you can’t go around punching people behind the scenes. They were right to disqualify him for that. Hopefully he apologises and his career can move on from this sad incident 🇳🇱

I’m surprised Spain scored so low. I thought Zorra would have done better. It was catchy and had a good message. Maybe it just got lost in the shuffle? Or was it because it wasn’t in English? I don’t know. Oh well. I still enjoyed it 🇪🇸

I don’t think Olly Alexander deserved zero points from the public. His song wasn’t that bad! IDK but I would have thought that for an entry to get zero, they’d have to be genuinely awful. As in nothing redeemable whatsoever. Dizzy wasn’t that. Don’t misunderstand, I don’t think Dizzy deserved anything higher than mid, but no points at all? Too harsh. At least Olly already has a career to go back to. Still must have been crushing when the points were read out. Though he took it like a champ. Poor guy 🇬🇧

Finland was so much fun! What an absolute madlad. I unironically love No Rules! and the staging was so clever too. I wish he got more points though I’m not really surprised he didn’t. Still. We all need more Windows95Man in our lives 🇫🇮

I’m surprised Portugal did so well. Sorry to all my portubros but I found her song pretty boring. I couldn’t even remember it when the results were being read out. I think I get why the jury loved Switzerland so much but their love for Portugal confuses me. I guess they saw something in the song I didn’t? Different strokes 🇵🇹

Did Norway deserve to come last? It’s another one I have trouble remembering so ehhh, mayyybeee? It’s hard because I don’t think any of the entries were outright bad. Just some were a bit dull and didn’t leave much of an impression on me. I suppose last place has to go to someone. Hopefully next year will be better for them 🇳🇴

[yellowocaballero]

hi! i know that i'm fated to read your every work despite not knowing the media half the time. this time i would like to finally be one step ahead. so uhh. where do i read orv? do i go for the webtoon or the novel? to clarify, i did try to search, but got confused by reddit. also i am going to watch trigun. i've been eyeing animorphs too but the 54 (?) books are making me go hmm. thank you for existing you're pretty great. you're like the spiderman of writing but instead you got asbestos rat'd.

THIS ASK IS INSANE. WE'RE REFERENCING MY LORE NOW?

But thank you, you're insane. People ask why I have stupid high standards for the fics i post on AO3 and it is because there are people like you who will just read whatever regardless of whether or not it's good. I have a responsibility.

This ask also made me wonder if I have good taste. Because every time somebody says this my first reaction is "oh god and the source materials aren't even good". I read a lot of trashy stuff (but, like, define trashy), and I consume too many bad things to be able to say I have discerning taste. If I enjoy something I almost never call it bad, because things were made to be enjoyed and I enjoyed them then they had value in at least one aspect. If you were to ask me if my favorite TV show of all time the Incredible Hulk 1974 was actually, unironically, good, then I'd break into a cold sweat. Is somebody bad because it's camp? Is something bad only if it's unintentional camp?

Regardless, I never write fic for something that isn't only like 80% good - there's a sweet spot of 'good enough for me to obsess over' and 'bad enough that I'm rewriting it in my head'. It's rare I write for anything I find completely good. Which is why I feel bad when people say that they're reading this thing I'm writing fic for jalksdf there's better things out there I SWEAR.

ORV is in the sweet spot of "this isn't high literature" and "this has given me brain worms". Definitely for sure start with the webtoon - the webnovel is clunkily translated, you don't read it for the writing at all, and it is also a literal million words. Don't read the webnovel unless you're like "I'm going insane and I need more of this". It starts off kind of slow ("This is a well executed very banal isekai") and you're like a frog in the pot of it slowly going more insane until you're a ways in and you are in a tangle of ridiculously complicated gambits and convoluted storytelling. There is literally no other way to describe it than the Homestuck of webnovels. If you're completely unfamiliar with isekai that's fine, but as a warning - ORV being your first webtoon/webnovel isekai is like your first shoujo manga being Ouran High Schol Host Club, or your first magical girl show being Madoka, or your first mecha anime to be Neon Genesis Evangelion. It's one of the best works in its genre but it's supposed to be viewed in context of the genre. Or maybe it's more like if Homura starred in Evangelion, which was Ouran. I'm just saying words.

Animorphs is kind of like Mother 3 in which everybody who has ever read/played it said that it changed them as a person, it changed their relationship with media and storytelling forever, if you read/play it you will be born again from the world's egg, etc. Works that genuinely become part of your personality. I also never recommend it to people because it is incredibly hit or miss. I remember using a spreadsheet of just "what books are skippable or not" because some of them are incredibly weird and some of them are incredibly weird in the bad way. The only Animorphs fic I've ever written is from 2019 so it's also not that great. Each book only takes an hour to read and the pdfs are free online, so it's incredibly accessible in terms of the reading experience, but it's kinda the Animorphs gestalt that changes you forever and not the individual books. I try not to recommend stuff that's like 25% bad.

Watch Trigun if you like what Trigun is - it's not going to deliver on something it's not. Also watch 98 first. Watch Stampede/read Trimax if you want more Trigun. The Trigun fic is based off Stampede but refer to my "I only write fic for smth that's 80% good and not 100% good" statement.

Also I think being bit by an asbestos rat just means that I probably have mold and drywall in my lungs, which would explain a lot about this blog. Thanks for the ask I love it.

[nerdgatehobbit]

Music ask - #1 and #6???

1: Favorite song of all time? Hmm, I think that might go to "Snow Dance" by Dreams Come True. I admittedly don't listen to it as much nowadays, but it's the one that came to mind. Going back to play it now, yeah, I definitely still enjoy it a lot.

6: Okay. So. Like "Snow Dance", there's another song I bought with my very first iTunes card way back when in 2012. Carly Rae Jepsen's "Call Me Maybe", which is probably not a song most people admit to unironically enjoying. But it's so bubbly & silly!

(I also got "Eternity" by Dreams Come True/from The Swan Princess soundtrack on that iTunes card, as well as six other songs that I don't recall at this point. I do remember that it was 9 songs instead of 10, most likely because "Snow Dance" was 1.29 instead of .99).

[shmowder]

Being an adult is so unironically fun!!! I can literally legally wander around town and just.. enter places. I can roam wherever I WANT!!! I feel like a Patho kid in joy right now. You're telling me that.. I can just go places??? DO stuff??? Without needing permission???

So long of being a grown up and.. yeesh. I'm just now realizing I can live freely. No one can stop me!!

Anyways, while on the bus, I thought of a cool Patho idea!

What about Patho, but *cats?* Bonus points if the Town is structured like Warrior Cats. (yes, i am a nerd lol)

- 🐈 anon

woo welcome to the freedom club anon! Being an adult is genuinely amazing idc how many joint problems we will inevitably develop. There is no one to tell you what you can and can't eat, to police your clothes nor do you have to ask for permission before buying anything or going anywhere. The world is your oyster, you can spend your money on the stupidest shit.

You can actually pick the flavour of toothpaste you enjoy the most. You get to decide what's for dinner every night. You don't have to live in a house catered to someone else's taste, you can buy the type of ice cream you like and not simply pick whatever is left in the fridge.

You get so much agency, it's astonishing.

And hmm patho as cats?, tbh I don't know anything about warrior cats, I think they're a series of books. But that's the extent of my knowledge.

I do know that some pathologic characters have cats as their assigned symbolic animal by the devs!

Sticky, for example, is a kitten! Yes he was deliberately put down as a baby cat and not just cat.

Lara is a cat! Her colour is described as white so maybe a white cat? But I feel like a grey cat would suit her better.

Both Victor and Rubin are tigers, which are still felines. Katerina being a puma counts too.

You'd think Notkin's a cat for loving his pet so much, but no; he's an owl.

For the healers, if The Bachelor was a cat, I'd imagine him to be one of those long-haired fancy breeds with a shiny coat. Maybe a Balinese cat? They're highly intelligent and very chatty, which are two traits Daniil embodies a lot.

The Haruspex is definitely a Maine Coon. The pale orange ones with light yellow stripes. He'd be that cat that could easily reach the kitchen counter without having to jump, just leaning on its back paws.

The Changeling is a Kurilian Bobtail, especially those scrunkly cats. The kittens who look like crinkled tissue because they haven't figured out how to lick brush their fur coat yet. The short curled tail fits her in a way.

Bonus: Georgiy Kain is definitely a long-haired white persian cat. It's the grumpy face.

[a-drama-addict]

Your Dari post got me curious: if you put your DA kiddos in BG3 (or the other way round!) what would their impression of the companions be? Who would they get on with?

HMMMM i'm just gonna pick da'revas for this because oHOHOHOOOOO i have thoughts about this. (the others will get this too but LATER so i can compile all thoughts) (under the cut bc this will be loooong rambling probably.)

Da'Revas

Wyll: I feel like he'd get on super well with Wyll, (local goodest boys meeting.) I feel like he'd want to choke Mizora the moment she shows up lol I feel like he'd definitely enjoy the whole hero persona of the sword coast thing, then when he finds out that Wyll got cast out by his father from Baldurs Gate he'd also want to fistfight Ulder lol

Astarion: Dari would not enjoy the vampire man. At first anyhow, though it's not the first time he made friends with someone who tried to murder him at their first meeting (looking at you ZEV).. but they wouldn't become incredibly close either, more just casual friends that check on each other once a year

Karlach: HIMBO BUDDIES. karlach's a himbo to me, da'revas is a certified himbo. NEED i go on. they'd be besties, he'd kill anyone who look at Karlach wrong

Shadowheart: Well. he has a thing for goths. No but they would get along, he is used to the secretive or more held back nature, he definitely enjoys having her around. Not too fond of the whole shar dogma she spews in the beginning but the second she opens up he goes full protective mode (“I will NEVER let ANYONE hurt you EVER AGAIN. I’ll kill all wolves personally” “Sweet of you but your hug is choking me, Da’revas-“)

Lae'zel: he also has a thing for women who are mean to him. He'd be interested in her culture definitely, and I just know he would love the way she speaks. definitely would be friends with her

Gale: Eh. Probably neutral on him, no strong opinions one way or the other, he'd definitely be more sympathetic towards him near the end and will have a third goddess to fistfight

Halsin: unironically would probably have the biggest crush on the man. Da'revas sees a tall strong elf with a fondness for nature and whittling? floored. goes “hey breastie- i mean bestie. hows your gay going— DAY going. haha”

Jaheira: That would actually be his mom

Minthara: Hmm. I think he wouldn't get along with her, mostly because of her evil alignment, and would kill her in the goblin camp act 1 so no REAL relationship on that front

[mousemannation]

thank u for the tag @clayvedevs :333

a little get to know me tag game!

1. Do you make your bed?

... no but in my defence i have a loft bed so its very difficult to do

2. Favourite number?

hmm 3, 4 and 7 r my favourite digits. im a big fan of i hashtag complex numbers. grahams number and tree(3) r fun, oh -1/12 is a classic, pi as well... gosh so sorry i am a mathspilled nerd so,,,

3. What's your job?

never had one hashtag disabled

4. If you could go back to school, would you?

i never finished high school and i have thought about trying (for the like fourth time) to get a hsc (high school certificate, there r ways to get an equivalent qualification for mature age students) but idk. im at TAFE for fashion/costume and i dont really need an hsc for that. i have thought about eventually going to uni for maths though, and i would definitely have to take an entrance exam for that since i dont have an hsc. i do qualify for loads of exceptions though so its not all losses (yay disability?)

5. Can you parallel park?

never tried (have driven a total of 8 hours)

6. Do you think aliens are real?

in some form, yeah

7. Can you drive a manual car?

see q5 (no)

8. Guilty pleasure?

hmm... i believe cringe is dead and i also do/interact with surprisingly little.. i guess maybe like blind boxes? i dont get them often but theyre so expensive so i do feel guilty every time i see a kirby one and cant resist.

9. Tattoos?

nay, although now that all my friends are getting them i have been thinking about it. its not like. really on the cards bc i cant make decisions for the life of me but if i could id be so basic and get an ouroboros. and probably a guinea pig.

10. Favourite colour?

sage green, marone

11. Favourite type of music?

i'll listen to most kinds of music but i definitely gravitate to like emo, post hardcore, rock- that sort of thing

12. Do you like puzzles?

like jigsaw puzzles or? i mean i like jigsaws and i also like other kinds of puzzles. always my go to genre of game. riddles and cryptic crosswords and escape rooms my beloved

13. Any phobias?

hmm well ive got social anxiety disorder but other than that i dont think so?

14. Favourite childhood sport?

i deliberately was on every sports team in primary school at least once (except cricket lol) bc i actually did enjoy sports, but the aforementioned anxiety disorder made actually pursuing that difficult. i also did dance, gymnastics, acrobatics and trampolining at some point during childhood. i do miss acro, that was the last extracurricular i did before i got mucho depressed and my life basically stopped circa 2016. the only sport ive ever followed as a fan is tennis!

15. Do you talk to yourself?

yes lol mostly in my head but also out loud sometimes. born to be a yapper fr

16. Tea or coffee?

im a tea truther (earl grey with soy milk !!!!) and also a bubble tea fiend, BUT i will fuck up a mocha (or an iced coffee with enough milk and sugar to cover the bitterness)

17. First thing you wanted to be when growing up?

i was a veritable horse girl from a VERY young age so probably something related to horses?? like a showjumper maybe.

18. What movies do you adore?

love a good (or laughably bad) horror movie. a cure for wellness, orphan, killing of a sacred deer r all movies gave 5 stars. also love a good children's animated movie! unironically a big fan of the secret life of pets movies, ferdinand, that sort of thing. g-force remains the best movie of all time.

i am tagging: @soronya @tennis-kittens @nick-cassidy @shapovalovvs :33

[galactic-pirates]

For the fic emoji game: 💖, 🤷‍♀️, 🎬, and ⏳, please! :)

Oh yay thank you for the ask! 😍

💖Which of your fics is your pride and joy? Oh wow! This is such a good question, I love it! Erm... also hard haha, let me think.

I'm tempted to say Time Will Tell because that started as a thought experiment. Can I take a trope I don't really like and make it work for me? The answer was yes so it was a really cool exercise. However, I feel like I might be being overly swayed by the kind comments I've had on it. I have legit teared up reading them. They are frame-worthy. I have the best readers honestly.

Also it does occur to me that time plays tricks. It's easier to remember the stuff I wrote most recently, and not how I felt when I wrote things in the past. At different times, you'd get a different answer. I have more nostalgia for my older fics these days. I'm in a very different place in my life.

Honestly I think I have to go for one of the crossovers. I questioned my life choices while writing both of them because they were such an investment of time and effort. I also knew they were both niche and I could well be writing for an audience of one. However, I still wrote them and that says a lot I think.

So ultimately I'm going to say and the Sins of Atlantis. The Sanctuary/Librarians crossover. I unironically really enjoy it and I have read it more than once. Is that egotistical? Probably. But it's just so much fun.

🤷‍♀️What's a fic you didn't expect to be popular, but really took off? and the Brighter Side of Life. It's a little Librarians oneshot where Eve takes Flynn home to meet her parents. The comments and kudos just poured in (comparatively). I remember being stunned at the time. It was one of half a dozen oneshots I wrote for the Librarians Prompt Month the first year I really took part. That one just went whoosh.

🎬One of your fics gets turned into a TV series. Which one is it and what network is it on? Ooooh. Hmm... interesting. Well this goes back to what I said earlier about time. I don't feel much of a connection anymore beyond "awwww nostalgia" for my older fics. There are some cool details and dynamics, and I feel like taking notes in case I want to incorporate them somehow into a novel in the future. However, that's about the extent of my feelings.

I haven't written a true AU really since those days though. I love AU's, they are a chance to be inventive. When I read back my old fic I'm like "oooh" about the 'clever' choices I made in how to bring in various characters (sorry egotistical again). But that's the fun of AU's really, how to make it all fit together in this new way.

Anyway it's kinda hard to say about my more recent fic, being turned into a TV show because it already is a TV show - it's just missing moments, canon divergence etc.

Also I got to be honest I know nothing about various networks and what they are known for, or what networks are good and what suck. Especially because I mostly watch US TV and I live in England so I never see anything on it's original network (unless it's a multi-region streaming thing like Disney+ I guess).

I suppose... I'm picking at writing an original serial which is the closest books get to a TV show I guess. It's structured very much into episodes and seasons. It's an artifact chasing type unit ala Warehouse 13/the Librarians but based in England, with worldwide adventures and predominantly queer. The Librarians was TNT and Warehouse 13 SyFy (thanks google). I think the new Librarians is on Prime like the new Leverage? The queer MC's do make it trickier though. I think all networks suck for that. I don't know honestly.

⏳If you could go back in time and tell your younger writer self something, what would it be? Another great question!

This is difficult because I have learned so much craft over the years, and it would be amazing to go back and be like "here's what you need to know" so I could write better stories, much earlier. However, that's part of learning I guess - it's a journey. I suppose the emotion here is that I mourn the time I have lost, the stories I didn't tell, and that has less to do with skill and more to do with mental health.

I suppose ultimately it would boil down to a cliché of "don't give up" because I did. As a kid I dreamed of being a writer but when I was about 14 I told myself I had to grow up. That I had more chance of winning the lottery than making any money at it, and I had to get serious and pick a real career. I sobbed all night and a few years later had my first complete mental breakdown, but I digress.

Writing is in my soul. I always return to it. That's why I wish so much that I hadn't turned away from it. Those 'lost years' I mentioned. Back in 2016 I indie published a couple of books. I look at them now and cringe, and wonder how I ever got the nerve as I feel they are so badly written (hey maybe that means my skills have improved?). However, I was finally following my dream. Then... my personal life blew up (I was going to write out what happened but I'll spare you). In my fear and panic I made some decisions and I didn't write much for years. I gave up on my dream. It's only now - 8 years later!!! - that I'm coming back to it and I regret that so much.

So yeah TLDR - don't give up on the dream. Keep writing.