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babyspacebatclone · 1 year

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I’ve been wanting to talk about the WebToon “My In-Laws are Obsessed with Me” and why it’s one of my absolute favorite stories just about ever, but haven’t had enough mental presence to go into it all.

(Warning: Romance comic, but amazing slow burn marriage of convenience between two traumatized individuals that is done exceptionally well, and even though you want both sides to spit stuff out you completely empathize with why they’re being respectful and/or still not in a position to recognize they’re falling in love)

But the most recent free episode!!!

🤩🤩🤩

It’s just a small thing, and I can’t even discuss it beyond broad strokes because it involves just about every single spoiler for the metaplot.

But! But!!!!

One thing I love the most about this series is that everyone in it is intelligent.

And not the “good at math smarty smart” kind.

This is not a series where the main character has to do everything because people are chained to their idiot balls.

I’ll say there is a curse involved, and the MC initially is like “Ok, time to do some research on this mystery!”

And then is introduced to the members of the afflicted family who have dedicated their lives to that single thing, becoming doctors in order to treat and research the curse, and the MC is just “Oh, right, they’d have already tried.”

There’s been a theory in the back of my head, never actually mentioned aloud in the series but pretty obvious (in the best way!) given the mechanics of the curse and a recent evolution of it.

In this episode, the female MC hesitantly goes up to her “marriage of convenience” husband and merely suggests this particular theory as he is the one in a position to ask questions…

Well, “suggests,” she brings up the relevant antagonist…

And he calmly goes over all the research he has already done into the matter, evidence for and against, pointing out the things she’s previously brought up that lead him to suspect things and it’s just…

They’re so smart!! They’re so proactive!!!!

The only thing that’s kept me from gushing earlier is a recent revelation that a major character has suffered sexual trauma in the past.

So please, if respectful depictions of “someone was drugged and put into a traumatizing situation in order to try and force them into marriage” is something you can’t deal with, please know this WebToon is respectful about it but it is a huge part of a character’s backstory and, sadly, the current plot.

If you can handle that, though???

This WebToon is a must read.

Even if you’re not into slow burn romances, even if you think all cishet romances are boring and pointless (which is wrong, btw, from my pan perspective).

The episodic formula sadly seemed to push the earliest episodes into a very rushed pace in order to lay enough plot points to get readers interested.

But once the marriage of convenience happens, this is a masterclass in writing.

On how to make empathetic, relatable characters who make decisions that make sense.

Bad decisions because of believable circumstances, good decisions based upon their own strengths.

In how to integrate clues to a metaplot through the narrative, and also have the characters react naturally to them.

The visual storytelling is also just so so good, you can tell so much about what the characters outside the mc are thinking!

If you haven’t yet and WebToon stuff is your thing, read this series!!!

#my in laws are obsessed with me #webtoon #seriously #saturday night is a highlight of my week #because i love this series so much #slow burn romance #romance webtoon

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aces-and-angels · 4 months

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WIP Wednesday

on a saturday- bc time ain't real 😗✌🏼 ty @starlight-starfury for the tag!

i've got a few that have been in the vault for quite a bit- might as well unleash them out into the wild. here's a few snippets for abel x mc, jocelyn x mc, and lincoln x mc:

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abel x f!mc:

"Did she like the conchas?"

Abel had his phone wedged between his shoulder and ear, his hands occupied with grading his latest batch of term papers. "Yes, Mercedes, she liked them," he chuckled faintly as he marked an error he found with his red pen. "How many questions are you gonna ask me?

"As many as I can think of! I can't believe you told Cesar that you had girl over before you told me," she whined.

"He called home first. And I did not 'have a girl over,' I just had a friend visit. That's all."

"At night," she added suggestively.

"She went home."

"But you wanted her to stay, didn't you?" She teased in a sing-song voice. He took one second too long to respond. "Ha! I knew it! You like her."

"I do not!" Abel felt his cheeks grow warm despite his protests. Suddenly, he was very thankful that they were talking over the phone. After a beat, he spoke again, his voice a touch softer than before. "But...What if I did?"

A high pitched squeal rang through his speakers, making him jerk his phone away from his ears.

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jocelyn x f!mc:

“You really get up at 4 AM... to run?” Rowan stared at Jocelyn, perplexed.

“Yep,” she answered plainly.

“Every day?”

“Uh-huh,” she nodded, taking a sip from her water bottle.

“On purpose?”

“Burke, do you have a problem with how I spend my day?” Jocelyn spat out defensively.

“N-no,” Rowan squawked, “I’m just- y’know, impressed.”

She cocked an eyebrow at them. “Why?”

“Most people don’t have that kind of discipline.”

“Most people are idiots,” she countered flatly. Rowan laughed at her dry tone. Jocelyn quickly turned her head away, but not before Rowan caught sight of her lip quirking upwards. “I, uh- I gotta get to class,” she muttered, slinging her backpack over her shoulders. “See you around, Burke.” She waved over her shoulder.

“See ya,” Rowan mumbled, watching Jocelyn's hair bounce slightly with each step.

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lincoln x m!mc:

“You never went to prom?!” Rowan shrieked, his eyes wide with disbelief. A few heads turn in his direction at his sudden outburst. He shrunk back into his seat, mouthing ‘sorry’ to the disgruntled restaurant patrons. Clearing his throat, he lowers his voice to a more appropriate volume. “Why not?”

Lincoln simply shrugged, unbothered. “Couldn’t even if I wanted to. I spent the last half of my senior year at a military school. They weren’t big on throwing social events. Or any events really.”

“Oh. I guess you’re right,” he mumbled, averting his gaze. A bitter taste lingered in his mouth- he hadn’t meant to bring up such a sore subject. Especially not while they were on a date. The familiar weight of Lincoln’s palm on his cheek brought his eyes back to him.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he soothed, giving him a quick peck on the lips. “It’s just one night. Now c’mon or we’ll miss the movie.” He slid out of the booth and offered his hand expectantly.

With a small smile, he laced his fingers through his. “Alright, let’s go.” Hand in hand, they made their way out to his motorcycle parked out front. Like clockwork, they both slipped on their helmets and swung their legs over the seat.

“Hold on tight, love.” Lincoln’s voice is slightly drowned out from the roar of the engine revving to life, but Rowan hears him just fine. Wrapping his arms around his frame, he pulled his chest tight against his back, relishing the warmth of his body. Only when he gave him a small squeeze did Lincoln pull out of the parking lot to drive to the theater. A comfortable silence fell between them, which allowed Rowan’s mind wander as the sounds of traffic faded from his focus.

Memories of his own prom night come up to the surface. Originally, he hadn’t planned on attending. But Amalia’s persistence was a very powerful weapon. He smiled to himself as he remembered how she all but dragged him to the mall to buy a suit.

“No best friend of mine is missing out on senior prom. Especially not one who helped me plan the whole thing. Now go try this on.”

The punch was watered down, most of his song requests were ignored, and his suit was hemmed one inch too short. But he loved every second of it. For one night, he was a regular teenager; Someone who danced the night away with his best friend until they were both tired and sweaty. It was the first time since that day in the mountains where he really believed he could have a normal life too.

Then his thoughts drifted to Lincoln, the man he truly adored. He was sweet...

“Oh!” A small yelp escaped from Rowan’s lips as he felt a pair of cold hands slide underneath his shirt.

“Sorry,” Lincoln chuckled softly, kissing his cheek multiple times but making no move to remove his hands. Instead, they wandered aimlessly over his bare chest as he continued to cook breakfast. His lips moved from his cheek to his jaw, then his ear, before finally seeking purchase in his neck. “You’re warm,” he mumbled into his skin.

“And you’re distracting,” he teased affectionately, leaning into his touch anyways. “You should be in bed.”

“Mm, you weren’t there,” he yawned. His nose nuzzled further into the crook of his neck. The stubble of his beard tickled his skin. “Can you make my eggs over-easy?”

“Already on it, babe.”

Supportive...

It was 1 AM. A single lamp lit up the otherwise dark living room. Several opened textbooks were scattered on Rowan’s study table. He rubbed his tired eyes, trying to focus on what he was reading. But finals week had him running on fumes, so the words jumbled together on the page into a haze of black and white. Groaning in frustration, he buried his face in his hands. The sound of something being set on the table caught his attention.

“I made you some coffee,” Lincoln whispered, moving behind him to rub his shoulders. He let out a soft moan as his hands kneaded his tense muscles. “How’s the studying going?”

“Terrible,” he complained. “There’s no way I’m retaining any of this crap.” The notes he had been taking got progressively sloppier the longer he studied. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to read his own handwriting.

“Don’t say that. You still have two days left.”

“But babe, I’m so behind. I can’t-”

“You can,” he cut him off before he could spiral any further. “You’ve been working non-stop for a week. You’re smart, capable, and you’ll do just fine.” His tone was sincere, absolute. Like he wouldn’t entertain any arguments. Rowan’s heart felt warm in his chest. Taking off a hand from his shoulder, he placed a tender kiss to his knuckles.

“Will you stay up with me?” he asked softly, holding his hand close to his chest.

“Anything for you, love.”

Sexy...

Rowan’s eyes were glued to Lincoln’s muscles as he continued to deadlift weights in front of him. The veins on his arms had become more prominent, which only made them look more enticing. A tendril of sweat rolled down his face, dripping down to his sharp jawline. The low grunts he made each time he lifted his weights had Rowan thinking things that he shouldn’t while they were in the middle of a public gym. “Babe?”

“Yeah?” he huffed, slightly breathless. He lifted up his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, exposing the abs underneath. Another thrill shot through Rowan’s body. His mind was made up: he wanted him. Now.

“We should get going,” he urged. Hastily, he packed their things into his gym bag and made his way over to the weight station.

“Why? I thought you wanted to- mmph-” Rowan’s lips crashed into his before he could finish.

“I just thought of another way we could get our workout in,” he whispered suggestively in his ear. A knowing smirk spread on Lincoln’s face.

“Lead the way, then.” He laughed as he eagerly dragged him by the wrist out of the gym.

And made him feel just like he did on his prom night: happy. He only hoped he made him feel the same as he poured himself fully into every kiss, every touch, every I-love-you. But there was always some part of him that wanted to do more; something a little extra to make him smile the way he only did when they were alone together.

“We’re home.” Lincoln’s voice broke him out of his trance. He had been so lost in thought he hadn’t realized that they were no longer moving.

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passing the torch to @linkysmommy, @saibug1022, @lovehugsandcandy and anyone else who sees this and wants to air out some ol' wips 🖤

#playchoices #choices #it lives within #ilw #it lives in the woods #ilitw #it lives beneath #ilb #it lives series #on a saturday #my fic #fanfic #it lives anthology #it lives project #lincoln x mc #abel x mc #jocelyn x mc #jocelyn wu #lincoln aquino #lincoln mcquoid #abel flint #so some backstory for each snippet bc why not?#abel x mc: another bonus scene for my favorite dorks- the goal was to create a scene where ro actually spends the night at abels apt #essentially to amp up the tension between the two before they eventually kiss in the later chapters in the canon story #jocelyn x mc: this was the beginning of my holiday special for joss #i have the most trouble writing for joss bc i feel like im not doing her character justice 😫 but one of these days i WILL make sumn #anyways- the premise was simple- ro would start going on morning runs with joss bc ✨feelings✨and theyd get closer #lincoln x mc: a scrapped idea of what eventually turned into one of my favorite fics 'handmade'#my original plan was to have ro surprise linc with a makeshift prom at their apt #wip

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