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plushiehamuko · 1 year

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AU where Yusuke stays with the Sakura family?

OMG STARS MY FRIEND STARS THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK BECAUSE i feel like everyone else just forgot about the time that yusuke just almost ended up moving in with akira BUT I WILL REMEMBER IT FOREVER BC PERSONALLY I SCREAMED CRIED FREW UP OVER IT anyways squishy rant incoming so. (also sorry in advance i kinda got off topic and psychoanalyzed him. sorry)

(also MAIN SCENE I AM REFERENCING HERE i kinda forgor the exact dialogue and had to spend forever looking for it so here's the link for anyone else who also wants to see)

ok so i wanna preface this by saying that sojiro had no way of knowing the exact details of yusuke's personal trauma and situation at the time of the scene i am referecing, and none of his situation is sojiro's fault or responsibility. i say none of this with the intention of blaming.

but man do i wish he had insisted more when yusuke rejected his offer bc. URHGURHUGRUGHUGHHH

i wish sojiro could have seen yusuke in that moment. i wish he could have realized that maybe he isn't as fine as he seems to always insist he is. i wish he looked at him and saw a teenage boy that needs to be taken care of and have a real home just like any other teenager his age.

generally speaking, i think yusuke has this habit of isolating himself from others and having an "i'll be fine, i'll figure it out" attitude when he is, in actuality, extremely lonely and not actually as fine as he says he is at all. and the problem is that everyone else around him kinda shrugs it off as "well, that's yusuke for you" instead of treating it like an actual problem. and this scene is a PRIME EXAMPLE OF THAT (although once again i truly think sojiro didn't really know better at this time)

people look at yusuke who can't even accept someone's time without apologizing for being a burden, yusuke who doesn't have a reliable source of money or the ability to budget responsibly when he can access some (which!!! btw!!!! makes total sense bc once again he is a teenager, and a lot of teenagers cannot do that!!!!!!), yusuke who regularly ends up starving himself, yusuke who's admitted that nobody has ever so much as cared enough to listen to his feelings, yusuke who's lost so much and who's been abandoned and neglected and who's never had a safe place to call home (gonna come back to this) and they go. "oh he's fine that's just yusuke for you!"

and it's like. he is a LITERAL teenager. he has the phantom thieves, and yes, that helps, but he needs someone to specifically be there for him, and while all of the other phantom thieves have at least one (good) parent or guardian or best friend, yusuke doesn't have that at all.

AND SOJIRO HAD THE CHANCE TO FIX THAT ALL WITH ONE SCENE BUT MY HOPES AND DREAMS WERE TORN UP RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES

to be clear, i think yusuke rejecting sojiro's offer was very in-character for him. the reason he cited checks out for him, but i also think there's more going on there. i think... yusuke's never really had much. abandonment and neglect aren't new feelings for him, and anything he's ever had has been ripped away from him. it makes me think he'd have complicated feelings about putting himself in a situation where he'd get too comfortable out of fear that he'd once again just lose it bc that's all he knows. i don't think he really is used to having a space he considers safe, either. i'm reblogging another post that talks about this that i think is really good SO IF YOU TOOK THE TIME TO READ THIS ALSO READ THAT

i understand his hesitance, but i also just wish sojiro had insisted. bc i am NOW GETTING TO THE ACTUAL POINT

i think sojiro could have taken such good care of yusuke and been such a positive influence on him. first of all, just him having access to shelter that actually feels like home and food is something he needs so desperately. this is something that sojiro would definitely be able and willing to provide. and additionally, i think sojiro's somewhat strict no-nonsense attitude could be a really good influence on him with of some of his reckless behaviors that need to be reeled in a bit.

yusuke and futaba are also already basically siblings and their dynamic might just be my favorite in the game. they are SO silly and their autism-to-autism communication is just perfect!!!!!!! they always fight as if they're siblings, and it's in such a way that you can tell that despite their constant arguments, they also love each other very much and they'd both be totally down to beat someone up for the other.

and finally, akira and yusuke is a dynamic that i would have loved to see developed much better, and this would have been the perfect opening for it. bc it feels like... even by the end of yusuke's confidant and by the end of the game, akira never quite gets him. there's a lot of times when speaking to yusuke where i didn't like any of the dialogue options and i've felt like akira is still treating him standoffisjh. i would have liked them to become closer and have less of a "yeah okay whatever you say weird boy" attitude coming from akira when it comes to him. and i think being around him all the time and including him in the family dynamic would have given us this chance

in my heart. sojiro adopted yusuke that day. and it was wonderful. bc i love yusuke to pieces and it's what he deserves. thanks for coming to my ted talk

#squishy talks too much #i really went off here. do you guys think i am normal still #i fucking love yusuke. like. LOVE HIMMMM #people talk to squishy!!#about yusuke <3

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the-ark-awaits · 1 year

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Hey, get your whole post about creepypasta and send it to ao3 support through the official channels. Hoping some random wrangler to see it on an off-chance won’t help anyone.

The decision to merge the fandoms may have been based on mistaken information, the wrangler not knowing the fandom, or previous complaints about them being separate fandoms. In two of these cases, there’s a chance they may be separated back. In any case, you would get a reply and know what’s up.

File a report.

gonna post this cause its good to have folks see

the more reports the better btw cause i know they wont do anything for one person even if that person beings up good points (as is evident by mianite still not having its own fandom tag after years of aftering, it has like a normal tag but no fandom tag)

im gonna be mobile bound for another day or two, but if even a fraction of the folks who liked and reblogged my rant posts wrote a complaint to ao3, that would be fuckin awesome,

for anyone about to report this yourself, the title of the report i picked was 'mis-merger of fandom tags'

to get to the report area scroll to the very bottom of the page and see the contact area? click on technical support and feedback

maybe we can get this fixed by 2024

#marble hornets #yeah i kinda dont expect much tho in personal experience ive noticed not much seems to be done #unless you know someone who volunteers for ao3 or aomeone from ao3 is in your fandom and sees it and bumps it along #i kinda get why theres a lot of fandoms and a lot of works and tons of reports im sure #still really annoying

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idy-ll-ique · 3 years

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Paparazzi.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x

Requested: nope

Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!

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Same old, boring routine.

Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.

Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.

Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.

Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.

Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.

As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.

It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.

A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.

He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.

When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.

Posted: 15 minutes ago.

His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.

"Oh, Seb…"

His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.

He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.

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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.

his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well

your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤

his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)

your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!

Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.

Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.

Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.

He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.

his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.

your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol

his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?

your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that

his-username: Ohhh

his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian

your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)

his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂

your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw

his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name

your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?

his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre

your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao

his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!

your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy

his-username: Oopsie?

your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice

your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀

Sebastian's face heated up.

his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻‍♂️😁

your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳

Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.

his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky

your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!

his-username: Bye! 👋🏻

He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.

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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.

Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.

His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.

His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.

Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.

Everything was going well.

Until one day.

Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.

Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.

Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.

"You okay?"

She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.

"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.

"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"

"Oh, please! Tell me!"

He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.

Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…

Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.

"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.

"Huh?"

He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.

"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."

Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.

"Can I kiss you, doll?"

She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.

"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"

"O-Okay."

"Good girl."

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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan characters #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #disney #mcu #marvel #avengers #fanfic #writing #writeblr

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akatsuki-shin · 3 years

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I... I don’t often call out anyone specifically using social media before, but... I saw this among the reblogs in my first post about MXTX novels English release announcement and I feel that this is just too much...

I’m not going to tag this with the fandom tags because this is literally just my personal rant, and I don’t want unpleasant things to appear when people are happily browsing the tags.

I also censored the person’s blog name. It’s not like I want people to mass attack them.

But I do have some things I want to say about this kind of mindset.

And this is gonna be a long post, so I’ll cut it with "Read More” later below as not to disturb anyone’s browsing experience.

Why do they have to split the books into multiple volumes?

First, you do realize that the original Chinese version and other languages versions are also in multiple volumes that don’t always be published on the same date, right?

SVSSS has 3 volumes, MDZS has 4 volumes, TGCF has 5 volumes.

With the English release, both SVSSS and MDZS get +1 volume while TGCF gets +3 volumes.

Why you ask?

Have you ever considered how long a single Chinese word would be if written in alphabets?

The word “人” in Chinese only needs 1 (one) character, while in English it would translate to “P E O P L E” = 5 (five) characters.

The word “知己” in Chinese only needs 2 (two) characters, while in English it would translate to “C O N F I D A N T E” = 10 characters, or “S O U L M A T E” = 8 characters.

Now apply this to an entire novel. FYI, TGCF has more than 1 million word count in Chinese, so you can do the math by yourself.

I mean, just go watch the donghua or live action in YouTube. One single sentence in the Chinese sub is often translated to two or more lines in the English subtitle.

And have I mentioned that the English release will have:

Glossary

Footnotes

Character Guides

And I’m going to repeat this once again: In China and other countries that already get their official releases, it is also NOT always all released on the same date as a single set/box.

So yes, (not) surprise! For the Chinese release and official releases in other countries, you also often need to purchase multiple times, pay shipping fee multiple times, and wait for certain period of times until all volumes are released.

It doesn’t only happen to MXTX novels, it happens to almost all novels, be it danmei or not.

Why don’t they just wait for translations to finish and release it all at the same time/as a box set? Why the span of two years?

On my part, I already say above that in China and other countries that already get their official release, it’s also not always published all on the same date.

Other than that, I’m not an expert at book publishing, much less when the publisher is not from my own country. But maybe consider the following:

They’re releasing 3 (three) hugely popular IPs all at the same time. Maybe the preparations take more time and effort to ensure everything is flawless?

Since it is very rare (or maybe never, cmiiw) for danmei novels to be published in English, maybe the publisher is testing the market first? Because if they already release them as a huge bundle from the start and it somehow flops, the loss would be very big. If it works well, then good! Maybe for future danmei release, they will consider making a box set or releasing them within shorter timeframe.

In terms of marketing, if they wait another 2 years to release it all at once, will the momentum still be there? You can say “so in the end it’s all about money”, but if not sales number and money, what else should the publisher expect to receive for their work? They’re already putting a lot of effort buying all three IPs from the Chinese publishers, proofread or even translate some from scratch, pay translators, editors, illustrators, printing companies, etc. If it’s not selling well simply because they release it at the wrong time, aren’t all these efforts going to be wasted? And you can bet there will be no more danmei published in English if their first try already flops merely because of losing the momentum.

Are there any other rules or regulations they need to comply that prevents them from releasing everything in one go? But once again, even in China and other countries, it is also not always all released in one go, so this argument is already invalid from the start.

But they make it so expensive like this!

I’m sorry to break it to you, but I’ve compared the prices to MDZS Japanese release + TGCF Thai release and... The price isn’t really that much different.

Btw, I’m using Google’s currency converter, in case anyone wants to know where does my calculation comes from.

Okay, so here’s MDZS Japanese version from CD Japan:

One volume of MDZS Regular ver. cost 1760 yen. This is 15,96 USD before shipping. There’s only like $4 difference.

There’s also the Exclusive ver. that cost 3660 yen (32,92 USD) but we’re not gonna talk about that because they’re basically making you pay for the bonus, which is some acrylic panels and illustration cards.

Now here’s TGCF Thai version from Sense Book:

Translation using Google Chrome page translate:

One volume of TGCF costs 360 baht. This is 10.77 USD before shipping. So there’s about $9.22 difference.

Again, notice the difference of word/sentence length in the Thai words and English alphabet.

"But there’s still difference in price and other releases usually gets merchandise!” - Correct me if I’m wrong, but the US is probably one of the most expensive countries in the world. Do you think the materials, printings, and manpower cost is the same with other countries? Especially compared to one in Southeast Asia.

“But it’s xxxx times more expensive than the original Chinese version!” - Excuse me, the original Chinese version doesn’t need to pay for translators, proofreaders and editors with multilingual skills, and purchase the IPs? If you think it’s more worth buying the Chinese version, then by all means go ahead.

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Some last words...

I’m not looking down on those in difficult financial situation, but hey, I’m not filthy rich either? I come from a third world country and even if I’m a working adult, I’m still in working middle class + I got my parents to take care of. My country’s currency is literally just a tiny 0.000069 USD per 1 Indonesian Rupiah.

Every single fandom merchandise that you see me bought, either I’ve saved up for that or I sacrificed other things to buy that. I just don’t show the struggle to you guys because why should I? I’m just here to have fun about the fandom I love, not to flex my struggling financial condition.

These official English release of MXTX novels? All 17 books are going to cost me almost HALF of my monthly salary. But hey, I think it’s a good thing that they didn’t release it all at once, so that I can save up between months to purchase them all and plan my spending better.

If you feel the price is expensive, especially if you have to ship from outside North America, consider the following:

Book Depository provide free worldwide shipping

The books’ ISBN numbers are all available in the publisher’s website, just show it to you local bookstore and ask if they can order it for you

Plus, there are already hundreds of generous fans doing free giveaways in Twitter, even the publishers are helping to signal boost this. You can go and try your luck if you’re really desperate.

Lastly, I know how much love we all have for our favorite fandoms, but remember that fandom merchandise is NOT your primary needs.

You are NOT obliged to purchase any fandom merchandise if you can’t afford it and you should ALWAYS prioritize your primary needs.

Also, if you still want to read the fan-translations that are still available, alright go ahead. But remember that the translators themselves already said fan translations in English are now illegal. You can read it. We all consume pirated contents at one point. But don’t flex about it and diss the official release just because you can’t afford it.

I don’t know if the person who made that reblog tags are going to come at me or not, but even if they do, I literally don’t care. I’m not gonna waste my time arguing with someone with that kind of mindset and will block them right on the spot.

Also Idgaf if they call me out or talk behind my back, I literally don’t know them, so I don’t care.

End of rant.

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Totally understand if you're not up for it and fully recognize the ronald mcdonald dom/sub anon vibes which is an AMAZING post btw but like...now i'm curious, what the hell did Lord of the Flies anon DO that got him blocked for the discourse? like...i just can't wrap my head around high school lit being...uh...that inflammatory i guess?

Okay so, I'll start by saying I've had a new anon from apparently the same anon saying they are NOT the person I blocked, just a rando making the same points, but I'll answer your question anyway just to set out why this person in particular got blocked, out of the several thousand who reblogged/commented on that very successful addition to the LoTF post I made.

First off, I added the 'real life Lord of the Flies' story because I thought it was a good story. I had read about it only a couple days beforehand in Humankind and, after reading out the entire chapter to my parents who weren't very interested, I was excited that there was not only a post where it would be relevant to post, but that I wouldn't be hijacking it, as it was already rejecting the widespread interpretation taught in many schools, that humanity is inherently savage.

When making the addition, I a) did not think it would get more than a couple reblogs, because the post was already at 50k notes and I figured anyone that might be interested would already have seen it, and b) I did not know the very specific context that prompted William Golding to write the book; all I knew was that he had been a teacher at a public school (basically, the poshest schools in the country - think Eton, Harrow, very 'old money' places that pump out Conservative politicians by the bucket-load 🤢) who hated his job and the boys he taught (which, valid), and new information I'd been given in Humankind - that Golding had said to his wife one day, "Wouldn't it be a good idea to write a story about some boys on an island, showing how they would really behave?" - which had no mention of The Coral Island by R. M. Ballantyne, which I have since learned was the text that Golding loathed enough to write an entire novel in refutation of - and included what I considered a very telling letter from Golding to his publisher, in which Golding wrote of his belief that 'even if we start with a clean slate, our nature compels us to make a muck of it.' Another Golding quote that I believe portrays his belief in humanity's 'innate savagery' is that "man produces evil as a bee produces honey."

Obviously, the author of a book putting forward the case for humanity's inherent goodness was going to oppose Golding's hypothesis; Bregman not only noted Golding's literary accomplishments and beliefs, but his personal life.

When I began delving into the author's life, I learned what an unhappy individual he'd been. An alcoholic. Prone to depression. A man who, as a teacher, once divided his pupils into gangs and encouraged them to attack each other. "I have always understood the Nazis," Golding confessed, "because I am of that sort by nature." (Humankind by Rutger Bregman, p. 24-25)

I have bolded the part about him as a teacher, because it is incredibly relevant to the original post that I commented on, which begins with a comic of a teacher locking her class in to see them 'recreate' Lord of the Flies, something which the follow up comments before mine staunchly reject as both misunderstanding the point of the book, and the fact that it took the kids in Lord of the Flies a significant amount of time without adult supervision to go 'savage'. This misreading of the text is widespread enough that when Golding won the Nobel Prize for Lord of the Flies, the Swedish Nobel committee wrote that his book 'illuminate[s] the human condition in the world of today'. Whether or not they misread it is beyond my expertise - they do at least mention the factors of the outside world neglected by many when analysing the book, but still seem to believe it says something about human nature as a whole rather than just, to quote thedarkbutbeige 'British kids being rat bastards' - but Golding quite happily took his Nobel prize on this basis. Which, in fairness, I would too. It's a fucking Nobel prize.

It was with this knowledge, and this knowledge alone, that I stated in my now very, very widely read comment that Golding 'wrote the book to be a dick', in response to the tags of the person I reblogged from. As I said, I now know that Golding did not write the book (solely) because he hated the kids he taught, but as a response to The Coral Island and the general idea that clearly the British were inherently civilsed, whilst the people they colonised and enslaved were inherently savage. So. That's the background.

The anon - or rather, the person I thought was anon - was the sole exception out of dozens of replies, who instead of telling me about The Coral Island politely decided it was time to go ALL CAPS and regurgitate points already made by thespaceshipoftheseus, and implied that the only reason that the real life Tongan castaways didn't go all Lord of the Flies was because they weren't British. Not because they weren't surrounded by violence like the boys in Lord of the Flies, or there wasn't a World War ongoing, or that they weren't the upper, upper, upper crust of a class-obsessed society like Britain - but because they weren't British. A complete inversion of the concept that Golding was trying to get across - now, instead of all of humanity being equally prone to savagery in the right conditions, it was solely nationality that determined it. As in, the British were inherently savage, but nobody else was.

I, trying for humour, made the terrible mistake of replying to them.

I won't lie, I was absolutely blown away that this was real life. What I think they were trying to do was be that Cool Tumblr Person who, after somebody's been shitty on a post, goes to their blog and sees something Damning in their about/description. In an ideal world, I imagine I'd have gone nuts or done something Unforgiveable. In what I can only call the rant that followed, they stated several times that I needed to go back to high school to get some 'proper literary analysis' skills and that the story of the Tongan castaways was completely unrelated to the point at hand which. I mean, I disagree, considering that I made the addition, but I couldn't get my head around how commenting on a post that was already rejecting the thesis that the 'point' of Lord of the Flies was that humanity was inherently savage and was, in fact, about how kids - British or otherwise - learn how to function from the adults around them, and that traumatised, terrified children aren't going to create a mini-Utopia, and put forward a real life example of how without the key additions of an ongoing world war, a colonial Empire and the subsequent mindset of thinking you are 'inherently civilised' and therefore can't do anything wrong, actually, people just want to take care of each other.

A friend has since asked me why I even have 'england' in my description. To be honest, it's a timezone thing - I talk to a lot of people online who don't share my timezone, and it generally makes me feel like if I don't reply immediately because it's 3am, they have the tools to see that I'm not in their timezone and not just ignoring them. I did consider changing it to 'british' or 'uk' after it was... 'used against me', I guess, simply because I didn't want to deal with it, but you know what. No. Not gonna do that. I am from England, and I have never hid that fact. I have a tag called 'uk politics', during Eurovision I refer to the UK's act as 'us' (even if I really, really don't want to. Because James Newman slaughtered that song and it was downright embarrassing), I regularly post stuff in my personal tag about where I live (and mostly complain about this piece of shit government). If people really think my nationality makes every point I make null and void, then they don't have to follow me or interact with my posts; tumblr is big, and I am one medium-small blog very easily passed over.

I did reply to them, trying to explain the above, but their next response really just doubled down. Because I used the word British instead of English - foolishly because the posts above mine focused on Britishness, and also because although Golding was English and taught English kids, the pro-Imperialism author of The Coral Island, R. M. Bannatyne was actually Scottish so, ding ding ding, falls into the 'British' category - they then decided that I was somehow trying to pretend I wasn't English and made all the same points, before ending with this doozy:

At this point, I knew there was nothing to be gained from replying, because if we're whipping out conditions like they're pokemon cards then there's no actual conversation anymore, and I'm not going to start mudslinging like an identity politician. They made up their mind, and I figured there could be no harm in letting them think that they 'won' by blocking them instead of replying.

Until the ask. INNATE ENGLISH SAVAGERY did, I'll admit, make me think it was them, back again. I even thought up a really good response approximately 12 hours after I replied, I was that sure. Until the second message came in, and said they were just someone who came from the post and made the same point by chance. So the saga draws to a close... for now.

It may have been them, it may not have been - the anon feature makes it impossible to be sure, but as the second message I got said, we're in a heatwave. It's too hot to argue. And I've just written a goddamn essay about a book I dislike anyway.

My pasty English ass is going to go melt. If there's Disk Horse, do not tell me. I am Done™

#emily speaks #asks #anon #lord of the flies #this is long. this is so long. why is this so long #i literally got out humankind so i could quote directly. how is this my life

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this is very random but i’m feeling kind of frustrated/confused now and i truly regard you as fandom jiejie so i would like to rant a bit and seek your advice(?) recently, i found out that i got blocked by another tumblr that’s quite popular in the cql fandom for creating gifs etc. i don’t know who the person is and have never interacted with the blog; i only found out because i couldn’t reblog the person’s post (which i saw on my feed because someone i followed reblogged it). i was curious why but i realized that the person is probably against mxtx/danmei books etc, which i sometimes post about, for i guess homophobic/fetishizing reasons? but i’ve never followed or interacted so i’m really not sure why i got “noticed” like that. anyway, like i respect the person’s choices and rights to block people, but i haven’t been in the fandom for long and basically never encountered something like this before, so i’m slightly bothered by it. i’m guessing it’s quite common and i know i should probably just ignore/avoid the person (since they blocked me anyway) but i’m too easily affected. how do you usually deal with people like that? thank you.

oh oh hi! hahaha damn am i fandom jiejie?!?!?! sarah is my fandom jiejie ;-;

anyway oomph sorry you found out about the block from that specific person and are feeling terrible about it! not easy to realize you’re blocked by someone

ehhh actually there can be a few reasons why ppl block i mean in general:

1. it could be an accident, tumblr fucks up q regularly

2. users have beef against each other (unavoidable, i mean we’re placing a lot of opinionated ppl squeezed into a room)

3. you just dont wanna see their stuff or opinions on your blog - i mean this is very understandable, whether out of like genuine like damn this is really not content i wanna see or i really hate the subject matter - both ways go and unfortunately-

unfortunately, it’s all part and parcel of being on social media and on an online space! i know this is hard to hear but everyone escapes to their blogs or accounts right and especially on tumblr where everything is slightly more curated, people create their blogs and create content for mostly themselves first - and we all do things to make sure our dashes stay the way we want them to look

i for one use the block button very liberally - sometimes just because i disagree with someone and feel that there is just no way i can see their further posts on the matter, or you know, when i get triggered with pet peeves hahahaa sadly i am that kind of person XD i come onto my blog to be happy, and if anything makes me the slightest bit annoyed/uncomfortable, i don’t feel guilty at all about using the button

i’ve also blocked for my own sanity for e.g. if a blog i see keeps reblogging the same post in the span of 48 hours (talking about like more than five times, and i’m personally totally okay if it’s a timezone reblog for fics or psas or infos!) for notes i mean, their blog, they can do whatever they want and i am in no place to judge, but it made me really competitive and i felt like it was really toxic to keep staring at notes so i blocked for my own sake because i have zero impulse control

and sometimes it’s personal, sometimes it’s not! in your case i think it may help? idk, because these things are stressful and i don’t deal well with like anger HAHAHAHA:

1. don’t take it personally and don’t think too much about it or about why or what you posted that could have made them block you - this blog is for you. and the ppl who follow you in a sense, so if anyone is unhappy that’s on them to block etc. - and don’t think about you getting ‘noticed’, posts turn up in searches all the time as well and it could just have been a particular post

2. blocking in my opinion is so much better than the user coming to fight with you via anon or rallying other ppl to bully you for your posts online - trust me, this gets ugly, and if it ever happens you’ll wish they used the block button instead - we should be happy there’s a block button! in fact i’d like a mute button like on twitter - i like this blog but this blog’s posts for now idw to see but i still like their overall stuff just not during this period when this bij is gg mad over shan he ling (i’m talking about others when thinking about me btw HAHAHAHA) - blocking is like “i reject you but politely tyvm” rather than “here’s why i rejected you and you must hear all the reasons and i will add more once you fight back”

yep, not pleasant at all

*also gonna take the opportunity to remind peeps to pls block me if your other alternative is to sneak into my ask box for a fight or write a vague personal post hating on me tyvm, 慢走不送*

3. we can’t please everybody!!! idk either ppl ignore me, or at least half of them may have blocked me - i dont blame em hahahaa i do get into ask fights when anons especially come into my ask box looking for one HAHAHA - i mean, i use the block, can’t expect others not to, but just have to get used to ppl just blocking i think!

4. of course if a blog i follow and like blocked me i’d definitely be sad but... what can you or i do?

5. all content is fine as long as it’s made with thought i feel - all opinions are good as long as they are made with thought and also you and i for that matter are able to stand behind it when someone comes knocking so like obviously if something hurtful is said, then the following angry responses may be expected, but also if you’ve put thought into your posts (i don’t mean like thought THOUGHT but more like when u post anything that can be controversial for e.g. or could potentially be hurtful it’s always good to kind of adjust a little before posting anything) then you should just stand behind your own posts and be who you are online

6. it’s too much to speculate on why ppl do anything, just blog and be happy :DDD

#asks #tumblr

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amazable01 · 4 years

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Harry Potter rant that’s not “important” but I still think needs to be said

Hufflepuffs were shafted. Point blank, period.

First: J.K. Rowling (just the thought of her makes me frustrated now) says she was going to include the Hufflepuff common room in the books, but never found a reason to. I can think of three different times that it would have been easy and would have made sense to do that, at least. And if you think that’s a stretch, I can elaborate in a reblog.

Second: We have AT MOST 4-5 Hufflepuffs who have their names known, 1 of which died and another who was expelled for being a pretty average Hufflepuff. So go representation, I guess?

Third: Hufflepuffs, who are characterized in universe as being loyal, just, unafraid of work, and friendly, are also apparently the most solitary house in the entire school...? Like, seriously. No more than 1 Hufflepuff in the entire school (that we know) actively tried to make friends with Harry, Hermione, or Ron? Or spent time with Hagrid and his creatures?

Fourth: Apparently Hufflepuff is the least likely house to get corrupted and are, again, loyal and ready to do what’s right, but they’re not part of Dumbledore’s Army? They don’t interact or help with the resistance? They fight in the battle of Hogwarts, but so does literally everyone else. It makes no sense to me why Hufflepuffs weren’t actively utilized in espionage or fighting or something.

Fifth: Food...? Is that... Is that literally their only personality trait aside from friendliness...?

Sixth: Professor Sprout leads their house. Like, did the older Hufflepuffs just sit by and watch the petrified victims get hurt and lost, and not think “Huh, maybe we should help our HOUSE LEADER save these people and not let her suffer alone and possibly die from numerous things”? Just gonna say, seems out of character.

Seventh (I could do more, but this seems appropriate): Hufflepuffs, who are great at finding things (which is also a super random and “WTF?!?!” thing btw), lost the cup. Like, the most important artifact to their entire existence just vanished from beneath their noses, and they never thought to make sure. (The only thing I can think of is Tom Riddle duplicating it to hide his crime, but Tom Riddle is also the dumbest person in the entire Wizarding World, and is a self-centered little brat, so I doubt he would care that much.)

TLDR: Hufflepuffs deserve better, and were shafted in canon.

Alright, rant over.

#harry potter #hufflepuff #hogwarts #rant #Lemme know if anything is incorrect #Been a second since I've actively read and/or watched Harry Potter stuff

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— 2020 has been a wild year for all of us and let me start this off by saying well done to us all for simply making it through this crazy ride - if surviving this year was your biggest achievement, that’s completely okay, and i am so proud of you for being here today !! despite the many, let’s say, mishaps, that have occurred this year, both nct and nctzens have been key in my 2020 and i couldn’t be more grateful for them, so i decided to make a little appreciation post of my own before the year ends 🥰

— to my followers ;

my petals !! i can’t believe i started off this year with around 300 followers and i’m now nearing 600 🙈 this account has grown so much this year and it’s all thanks to you. if you’ve ever come across my blog, liked or reblogged a piece of mine, sent me an ask, or pressed that follow button, i want you to know that i am so grateful for you and thank you for enjoying my works 🥺 hopefully 2021 will carry the same positive energy here on your-world-with-nct as it has this year and i’m hoping that you’ll be seeing a lot more fics in the near future 👀 once again, i love you petals <3

— to my dearest mutuals ;

@emistoomultifandom

em bubs !!! i know i could easily do this on any other app or even irl but i just wanted to thank you for making my year 🥺 my lockdown wouldn’t have been the same without us constantly texting and fangirling and our ty track/bfc reunion on my birthday was elite. and obviously this new school year has been an adventure and a half so far, with all the lunch time shenanigans, revision sessions, and exam stress, but i can’t wait for the rest of it 🙈 i am so grateful that i had you by my side during 2020 and i am eternally thankful that i’ll be able to go into the new year with you by my side once again 🧡💚💜

@misfitneo

bella - my first mutual, my tumblr mum - it feels like just yesterday that you wrote a beomgyu blurb for me after seeing my pink theme; now you’ve finished college and i’m applying to colleges 🙈i know we haven’t been able to talk as much recently but that doesn’t mean i appreciate your presence any less - i’m so proud of you for getting into med school and pursuing your dream 🥺🥺 i hope that this year treated you well, and that 2021 treats you even better 💞

@nsheeteeish

loml, almost birthday-twin, fellow leo and xiaojaem stan, fave writer - what do these things have in common? they all apply to v, or, yeet anon, if you remember the days where i ranted to you about my crush and you were a baby stay 😪 not only have you delivered such amazing content on ur writing and gif blogs, but you have provided so much comfort and joy to me whenever we message with dilay 🤧 i look forward to checking your blog every day for new posts and my twt and insta notifs in case you’ve sent me something or you’ve seen what i sent you 🙈 the fact that you think of me when you see certain things just warms my heart and you’re just such a caring person in general, thank you for being a part of my 2020 v, all the best wishes for your 2021 🖤

@cloudyangers

dilay !!! my resident yangqi and the person i think of straight away whenever i see yangyang 😚 i remember when you first requested that e2l chenle blurb back in 2019 and now the only chenle stan between us is v 😁 finding you on this app again after i forgot what ur skz blog’s url was, was just amazing and i don’t know what my tumblr experience would be like without me being able to reconnect with you 🥺 thank you for being able to make me laugh effortlessly with our lack of geography knowledge and our random antics, i will always look forward to seeing the username @cloudy_____ on my dash and screaming over renhyuckyang (+ sungchan 👀) with you for years to come 🤍

@nctsoftarchives

andi bb, my fellow dad!johnny stan 🥺 seeing you post a jaemin birthday blurb for me after your return to tumblr was so sweet and i can’t believe your first post after coming back was dedicated to me 🤧 i remember the day i first messaged you and you were gushing over how you were a big fan of mine and i said the same about you - we were just going back and forth about how much we love each other’s work 😌 you are such a talented writer and you are so full of love - wishing all the best for you in the coming new year babie 🥰

@jensungf

coming across leyna’s blog after reading that jsmr fic was the best decision, because not only have i befriended a brilliant writer, but also a jensung enthusiast who is just the kindest 🥺🥺 i think now would be a good time to tell you that despite jeno’s bias wrecking antics back in august, i actually bias jisung now 😃 i know we haven’t talked in a while, because of our busy schedules, but i hope you’re resting well and i hope that 2021 won’t be as hectic for you 💟

@doyoungcore

joyce, i know we only started talking recently but the serotonin boost both you and your works have given me this year is just incredible and i am so thankful for your warm personality on your blog and for your amazing fics 🤧 i started off as a silent reader who gushed about your writing in the tags but now i’m friends with such a talented writer and we just casually ramble about doie and jaems biases and writing struggles,,, wow 🤯 (btw took some of ur tips on editing headers 🙈) i hope that next year we can expand our friendship and that i can continue to give you the feedback you deserve 🥺💕

— favourite reads of the year ;

i have reblogged all of these to my main @/lovelycharm05 before, but i just wanted these masterpieces on here with everyone since these fics are so memorable and enjoyable to me <3 (beware there is lots of me gushing over how f&%#ing good all these writing techniques and plot devices are - can you tell i’m an eng lit nerd)

@nsheetee - moonlight café

obviously v released so many iconic pieces this year but this series was just *chef’s kiss* coffee shop au’s are the cutest to me because you can do so many different things with them, and you truly showcased that through each members’ part. although i am nahyuck biased (out of all the 00 liners), i have a soft spot for jeno’s part 🥺🤧 but that doesn’t mean i’m not obsessed with jealous jaems and cocky hyuck 🙈

@notnctu - to all the j’s i loved before

the very first work i ever read of yours, joyce 🥺🥺 i remember seeing an nct network reblog this and after reading through the summary of the series, i was enticed by the plot and i read most of your masterlist whilst waiting for the next parts 🤧 the main character’s relationship with each ‘j’ was unique to them and their interactions were just so sweet to read (except jaemin’s >:( why did my ult’s part have to be the angsty one 😤 jk jk i loved it anyways) special mention to ‘cupid’s arrow’, because that fic was an emotional rollercoaster and i loved that almost as much as i love bestfriend!jungwoo in the last part 😌

@misfitneo - lee haechan’s pride

it would be a sin if i didn’t include this in my top reads this year, pun intended 😌, especially since i have a weakness for mafia aus. i haven’t had the time to read mark or renjun’s parts yet, but from what i read in this fic, i’m sure theirs are just as good, if not better. the storybuilding and the development of the plot are so detailed and intricate and that is what i love in a fic. i already reviewed this on my main with a lengthy description of my favourite parts so i’m gonna keep this short and sweet - if you love haechan, mafia au’s, and enemies to lovers, you need to read this !!

@jensungf - passing clouds + only forever

these fics hit different now that i bias jisung 😭 ‘passing clouds’ was pure angst and as much as it hurt, it was written so beautifully and i loved it so much. ‘only forever’ healed the jisung shaped hole in my heart and made me fall in love with him all over again. the first love vibes he gives off is unbelievable and that innocence was presented perfectly in this 🤧 side note: never let jisung bake for you even if it’s as a peace offering 😖

@hyucksie - in the long run + second first kiss

although ‘sweet talk’ and ‘silent treatment’ are also contenders for some of my favourite fics of the year, these two have taken the cake 😌 the concept itself of time travel and mark and y/n seeing their future child was so creative and the mixed emotions that the characters experienced seeing their future were executed so well and the ending when their actual future selves remembered the day they time travelled 🥺🥺 not to mention the sequel doesn’t feel forced at all, the story flows well, and jealous mark is a cutie 🥰

@luvdsc - not clickbait

i’ve been following cat after i first read ‘i turned my best friend into an e-boy!! (and kissed him)’ and ever since then every piece of hers that i’ve read is simply breathtaking and so engaging. her style of writing is so unique and whenever i read anything of hers i feel so immersed in the fic. the dreamies as youtubers and tiktokers was such a cute concept to me and the little comment section at the end of each fic is probably my favourite part 😳 the way each member’s fic connects to the plot of another is perfect and their cameos in one another’s fic >>> (jisung telling y/n about the tiktok challenge in mark’s fic + cameraman jisung in chenle’s) i could keep talking abt this series for a lot longer but i’ll end it here, also i can’t wait for norensung’s parts 💞💞

@pwarkhans - the neo academy

i’ve probably mentioned my love for ‘the umbrella academy’ before but THIS !!! this series just made me love it even more 🙈 despite yangyang’s part being the only one that’s out, that and the prologue are interesting enough and seeing the 00 liners in this alternate universe is honestly amazing jxjwjxkw jaemin as three and hyuck as two is everything. the brothers’ relationship, especially in yangyang’s part, is so complicated yet so cute and i can’t wait for the rest of the members’ parts 💘

@yongtxt - vintage

when i first stumbled across this series, i was immediately intrigued by the plot, and not just because it was about rapper!mark and singer!y/n🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯 the side characters (dreamies + doie and jisoo) were so funny and well-written and the plot >>>> i was so invested in the twists and turns of the story, the relief i felt when the conflict was finally resolved and we got our fav musician couple !!

@byunbaekby - apartment b23

i only found this series recently but wow am i invested in the plot already 😭😭 the conflict in the story is realistic and feels like something you could actually relate to. norenmin’s friendship/bond is so strong and evident through the story and the side characters are my babies (heejin, shuhua, lia - ily 🤧) i can’t wait for the rest of this series since i am a sucker for the perfect balance of angst, fluff, and crack in this 🥰

— favourite works of the year ;

unfortunately i haven’t had enough time to release any fics this year, and i’m hoping that that won’t be the case next year, but here are my top 5 favourite blurbs that i enjoyed writing and reading <3

1:48pm -> dad!johnny

one of the most popular blurbs on my blog to this day 🥺 honestly i get why, who doesn’t love dad!johnny? hyejoo is literally so adorable here and the family dynamics make me soft all over again whenever i reread this piece. also everyone’s reactions and replies to this are so heartwarming because everyone’s just whipped for the suh family 🙈

1:05pm -> soulmate!taeyong

i love soulmate au’s but something always irked me with the permanence of your soulmate like ,,, what if you end up falling out of love with them? then what? that inspired me to write my own take on soulmates, where they aren’t found, but made. taeyong’s character here is just so full of love and you know how much i love lovable boys 🤧 (ever wondered why i ult na jaemin...?)

12:13pm -> boyfriend!mark

7dream!!!! i don’t usually write domestic fluff even though it’s one of the genres i indulge in the most 😔 but when i do, i go all out because everyone needs to know how soft i am for my boys >:( mark’s love for the dreamies is so unique and i love their friendship so much, i had to write about it when i first heard about the 7dream announcement which i definitely did not cry at

11:40pm -> boyfriend!jeno

this was one of the first requests i ever got and i was just so touched than someone personally requested something from me AND it was jeno 🥺🥺 everytime i read the tags under this, everyone is just gushing over jeno and like,,, same 🙈 this type of fluff >>>

waking up with wayv -> wayv reaction

when em first requested this, i didn’t exactly know how to write something for each member without being too repetitive, but in the end, i loved the mini plots i wrote for them and it’s just one of my underappreciated faves 🥰

— favourite releases of the year ;

just a few of my favourite albums that got me through online school and revision sessions for offline school 🥲 ft. lots of nct + october albums bc that month was PACKED

nct 2020 - resonance pt1 + pt2

nct 127 - neozone: the final round

nct dream - ridin’

wayv - awaken the world

superm - super one

enhypen - border: day one

twice - eyes wide open

txt - minisode1: blue hour

seventeen - semicolon

stray kids - go live + in life

itzy - not shy

conan gray - kid krow

if you’ve managed to read all the way to the end, congrats for putting up with my lengthy and very sappy sentiment and sorry that you had to go through all of that 😭😭 thank you for being a part of my 2020, i hope that the new year allows us all to have a fresh start and brings us the opportunities we didn’t have this year. happiest new year to you all 🥳 (even tho it’s not 2021 yet when i’m posting this :))

#nobody tagged me in this but i saw loads of ppl doing it so i was like >:( i wanna do one #and by loads of ppl i mean joyce 🙈#this was a lot longer than i thought it would be but i have a lot to say lmao #end of the year wrap up #mutuals ✨

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captainjanegay · 4 years

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hi kasia!! i hope you’ve had a wonderful day 🥰💕 i love you so so much! 😘

ok so for the little sleepover thingy...

first: i have a song recommendation— i know it’s been going around in this little corner of the fandom recently, but i just listened to it today and i love it so much 🥺❤️ apparently it was written for stucky, specifically from steve’s perspective. it makes me super emotional but it’s so good imo!

second, a little frustration rant: i’m technically supposed to be working on this essay right now and finally, after fighting with a mental block for a few days, i got started on it. so i guess that’s good? i’m just annoyed because i don’t like it, and it’s just going super slow 😣 also i have another longer and more difficult essay/more important one due on the same day, and they’re both due on november 1st, so i’m super-duper stressed out by it lol

i’ve literally had like 5 breakdowns and 2 panic attacks in the past few days so there’s just a lot going on and i just want to be able to write and draw for fun again 🥺 luckily within a few weeks all of this stress will be over! i also have an interview for a new job tomorrow and i really don’t wanna go because the lady didn’t sound very nice on the phone. but i shouldn’t assume i guess

but yeah— i’m managing! barely

one good thing is that my friend’s fundraiser has made nearly $300 US dollars!! which is more than they ever thought, so i’m proud! ☺️

oh for fucks sake tumblr ate the answer again i hate this site so damn much

Hello, little pumpkin! I love you to pieces and just seeing your name on my dash makes me smile ♥ @hbalbat

I’ve seen this song on my dash today - probably when you’ve reblogged it and I was like “Oh, I’m totally gonna listen to it later!” *John Mulaney voice* and then I didn’t! I’d totally forget about it if it wasn’t for you so thanks for that ♥ And the song? I mean wow. It fits so good and goes straight for the feels :’)))

I’m so proud of you for starting the essay! I know how hard can it be so yay! ♥ I always struggle so much with starting things - both because it’s always so hard to make myself start working on something and because it takes me AGES to come up with the first sentence? No matter if that’s academic writing, a fic, a message I just never know how to begin. So for me even the first sentence is already a great achievement djsdsgh School work is always horrible, I totally get the feeling! But no matter how slow it goes, it goes! With every word you’re getting closer to having it done and then you’ll be able to forget about this. There’s still plenty of time before your due date and I’m sure you’ll make it!

I’ve told you before but I’m gonna say it again - I’m so sorry you’re going through a rough path in life lately. There’s nothing I’d like to do more than to wrap you in a hug and don’t let go until everything feels better again ♥♥ But you’re such an incredible and strong person, you’ve overcame every single obstacle that life has thrown your way up to this point and I’m sure that you’re gonna get through this as well! There’s nothing that can stop you. I know for a FACT that there’s nothing able to break you because you’re amazing like that ♥♥♥

About the job thing - I really hope it’ll go alright! I’ll keep my fingers crossed and I’m gonna send good thoughts all the way across Atlantic to you! ♥ I’m really impressed btw like really. My anxiety makes me terrified just thinking about getting a job and it’s horrible and i hate it and it can be one of the reasons I’m sticking to uni for as long as I can. I’m so not ready to be a proper adult dajsdak And look at you! Managing to study and work at the same time?? Remember what I said about you being incredible? That’s totally another argument to convince you that I’m right!

And hey! Barely managing is still managing dsajdakj lmao let’s not forget that!

I’m so happy about the fundraiser! It’s such a great cause and I’m so happy they’ve been able to made all this money! ♥♥

Thank you so much for sending this, sorry you’ve had to wait for me to re-type this whole thing again and I love you loads, sweetheart! ♥♥♥

sleepover time! ♥

#love u thank u ♥#hbalbat #ask

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I Love The Way You...

Pairing: Dean x Witch!Reader

Summary: Requested by @witch-of-letters | Hey there! 😀 Could I request a Dean one-shot, where he finally wants to propose to R (who he has known since he was 26 and her 17), but doesn't know how to do it in a heartfelt way and is nervous, because Mary is gone again with the British. He ultimately asks Sam, Jody, and Donna for help with the proposal, where they ask him to tell R everything he loves about her and why she is so important to him. Some details: Set in season 12, R is a powerful natural witch/BAMF!Huntress.

Reader Gender: Female

Word Count: 2993

Warnings: Some language

Author’s Notes: Sorry this took so long to write! Work has been busy and stressful, but I really enjoyed doing this request! I hope you are happy with this @witch-of-letters (btw, your username is amazing and I love it). If you guys liked this, feedback is always appreciated. Please like and reblog! XOXO, KD.

October 2005 – New Orleans, Louisiana

You sat on the porch in your rocking chair, skimming through one of the many journals your mother had passed down to you from her mother, and her mother before her, and so on and so on. A glass of lemonade was next to you on a wicker end table that you’ve been slowly sipping at for the past half hour. If you hadn’t been so invested in reading this journal, you would have finished the glass just as quickly as you poured it.

As you were about to finish the journal, you heard the sound of heavy boots on the stairs of your porch. Without looking up, you greeted the stranger. “Hello Dean.” You said, your voice calm; which clearly took the man by surprise.

“How did you…” He began to say, but a light chuckle left his lips before he could finish. “Mind reader? Or am I just that famous?” Without even looking up, you could tell that the man had the biggest smirk on his face. A smirk you thought, that probably looked absolutely adorable on him. So in that instance, you looked up to see if your notion was correct; and boy was it correct. His smirk was the kind that could make anyone blush and fall to their knees. Luckily for you, you were sitting down.

“Never met a witch that could read minds before?” You asked, already knowing the answer.

He nodded. “Never really messed with a lot of witches period. They aren’t…You guys aren’t really my specialty.” The way Dean talked, he tried to make it sound like he was trying his very best not to offend you; which honestly made you want to laugh. But you refrained and decided not to laugh at the already semi-scared man who was trying oh so very hard not to think inappropriate thoughts.

“So, what can I do for you? Or, do you want to talk to my mother? She’s who you came to see right?” You asked him. He nodded in response. “The voodoo thing that’s been going around right?” Again, he nodded, and you nodded back. “Her and I have a theory about that. Come on, she’s inside.” You said and grabbed the journal you had been reading as well as the now empty glass of lemonade and took Dean inside the house.

Present Day – February 2017 – Lebanon, Kansas

Dean was the first one to wake between the two of you, which was a rare occurrence; because usually, by the time Dean gets up, you would have already gotten back from your morning jog with Sam, taken a shower, finished breakfast and would be about finished with your second cup of coffee already. But not today; today Dean had planned to wake up before you because today was the day he was going to ask you to marry him. The only problem was, he wasn’t completely sure how he was going to do it. All he really knew, was that he wanted to do something special, but nothing too cheesy like they did in the romantic comedies the both of you secretly loved to watch together, but didn’t dare tell Sam about because he’d never let either one of you live it down.

Dean had known you for twelve years, and the two of you had been dating on and off for almost nine of those years. Your relationship with Dean was anything but simple. For years, the two of you avoided dating each other because the hunting life was anything but safe; and he thought that if the two of you were together, then the both of you would be vulnerable and unsafe. But eventually, the feelings the two of you had for one another started to get deeper, and even though you two weren’t together, the two of you were still vulnerable; you were each other’s weakness; so the two of you took a chance and it’s been on and off ever since.

The truth was, Dean has been wanting to propose to you for almost seven years, but he could never find the right time to do it. One of the times he wanted to do it, the two of you found out that Sam had been back from Hell for over a year. Another time, Dean got sent to Purgatory and was gone for almost a year. Another time, Metatron killed him and he got turned into a demon. But as of right now, even though his mother was MIA with the British Men of Letters, things at the Bunker, as well as your lives have been calm lately, and he thought that before anything else bad happened in your lives, that he should propose now.

Before Dean got out of the bed, he looked at you as you were sound asleep. Your breathing was calm, and you had the smallest smile on your face. You looked so content and so at peace. Even though he loved every single thing about you, moments like these were his favorite because he loved how happy you looked in this moment. He loved that you didn’t look like the world was heavy on your shoulders. “You have no idea how much I love you.” Dean whispered. He leaned down and kissed your temple, trying his best to not wake you, and slowly got out of bed to grab his robe.

When Dean entered the kitchen, Sam was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a newspaper in hand. Going over to the coffee pot, Dean grabbed his mug and poured himself a cup before joining his younger brother at the table. Sam looked up, almost in awe to see Dean sitting in front of him. He looked at his watch, and then back at Dean. “You’re up early.” He commented before putting the newspaper down.

“Today’s the day Sammy.” Dean said taking a sip from the mug.

“What’s today?” Sam asked.

“The day.” Dean repeated. “I’m gonna ask Y/N to marry me.” Dean said in a whisper.

“Oh…Oh!” Sam said, trying his best to whisper, but he was honestly too excited himself. “Do you know how you’re going to as her yet?”

Dean shook his head. “No freaking clue.” He took another sip from the mug. His mind was blank trying to figure out the perfect way to do it. He’s known you for over twelve years and yet, he couldn’t think of the perfect way to propose to you. He didn’t want to do something cheesy, but at the same time, he kind of wanted to do cheesy. He wanted to do something romantic, but he didn’t want to turn it into a chick flick. He honestly thought proposing to you would be simple and easy, but he didn’t want to do simple and easy.

“You know that whatever you do, Y/N is going to love. You could propose to her during the bloodiest part of a horror movie and she’ll say yes.” Sam said letting out a small chuckle. Dean nodded in agreement, knowing how true that was. He could also propose to you by sticking the engagement ring in the middle of your grimoire and you’d say yes.

“Well, since you’re honestly no help. I think I’m gonna call someone that might actually be help.” Dean said getting up from the table.

Sam looked at him, slightly confused. “Who?”

Dean took out his phone, flipping through his contacts list, finding the person that he was looking for. “Jody of course.” Dean said, ready to select her phone number. But before he could, Sam spoke up.

“You’re not calling her because she’s one of the only females you know are you?” Sam said, sounding a little skeptical.

Dean looked at Sam and let out a small scoff. ��N-No…Of course not.” He lied.

Sam nodded, knowing he was right. “Sure.” He said going back to reading the newspaper, in an attempt to find them a case.

Dean walked out of the kitchen and walked down the hallway to a room that was barely used in the Bunker. It was just storage space that the Men of Letter’s used and now was used as their storage space, for anything that they might have gathered over the years, which wasn’t much, but still, it felt nice having a storage space even if it was only for a few knickknacks.

Walking into the room, Dean dialed Jody’s number and shut the door, hoping that she’d answer. After a few rings, Jody picked up. “Hey Dean.” Jody said. He could hear the smile in her voice. “You three aren’t getting into any trouble are you?” She joked, letting out a small laugh, which caused Dean to laugh a little.

“Oh Jody, you know the three of us are always in some kind of trouble.” Dean said, still using his joking tone.

“Okay Winchester. If you guys aren’t in any kind of trouble, why are you calling? Not that I don’t love when one of you calls, but I know you’re not just calling to see how things are here.” She commented. Sam and Dean called Jody whenever they could, Y/N calling her a little bit more often than them because she liked to check up on the girls; especially to check up on Claire since, Y/N is one of the only people that Claire connects with since they are very similar to one another. They are both badass female hunters who like to do things on their own and is sometimes afraid to ask for help, even if they really need it.

“I’m gonna propose to Y/N today, and…I’m not really sure how I want to do it. I don’t wanna do cheesy, because you know how she is, but I don’t want to do something super simple either because –” Dean started to say, but before he could finish his rant, Jody cut him off.

“Dean. Relax. I know how scary this can be.” She told him in one of the most calmest voices possible. “But whatever you do, she’s going to love it.” She said, giving the same kind of generic answer that Sam had given to him earlier.

“Sam said the same thing.” Dean commented. “But I know that. I know that whatever I do, she’s going to love it, but, I want to do something that she’ll actually remember; that will actually mean something to her.”

“Tell him to make a list of all the things he loves about her!” Dean heard on the other end of the phone. This voice caused him to let out a small laugh, and a small smile formed on his lips.

“Donna there with you?” Dean asked.

Jody nodded into the phone. “It’s girls weekend.” Jody said, sounding not even the least bit enthusiastic.

“Ah.” Dean commented.

“Let me talk to him.” He heard Donna say. Before Jody could answer her, Donna had the phone in her hand. “Hey Dean.” She said. Her voice was so cheerful and upbeat; it was one of the things that he loved about her; she was always so positive and joyful.

“Hey Donna.” Dean said, now placing his free hand in his pocket where the engagement ring was. “You think telling her all the things that I love about her isn’t too cheesy? I feel like a lot of people do that.” He said.

Donna sighed and rolled her eyes. “How many engagements have you seen Winchester?” Her voice was slightly filled with annoyance now. “Just because she’s a badass hunter and witch, doesn’t meant she doesn’t still like cheesy. I think if you tell her very specific things that you love about her, instead of generic things, she’s going to love it.” Donna explained to him. “Try avoiding things like, ‘I love your eyes,’ or ‘I love your smile.’” At that moment, Dean’s face dropped a little; because one of the many things he did love about Y/N was her smile and how her eyes always seemed so full of hope even when she thought the worst was going to happen.

“Okay.” Dean said, starting to actually sound confident about proposing. “Well…I’ll you guys know if she says yes.”

“She will!” He heard Jody yell.

“Thank you. You two were more help than Sam was.” Dean said, and hung up the phone.

When Dean walked down the hallway to the bedroom the two of you shared, you were sitting on the bed reading your grimoire. Your brows were furrowed, and you looked so deep in concentration that Dean thought you wouldn’t even notice him entering the room, but of course you always did. “Hey babe.” You said, not looking up your book. You were on the last page of this section and you wanted to finish up the page before looking up at Dean; because when you looked up at Dean, there would be no way you could go back to this.

“Hey Sweetheart.” He said, walking over to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed closer to the middle where your feet were. Your waist down was completely underneath the covers, and your top half was covered up with your favorite black sweatshirt that read in white lettering, You Say Witch Like It’s A Bad Thing. “There’s something I want to talk to you about.” He tried his best to keep his voice even, and to blank out his thoughts so you couldn’t hear what was about to happen; because for once, he wanted to be a step ahead of you.

After finishing up the page you were reading, you placed your bookmark into the book and placed it on your lap, looking up at Dean. His face was slightly serious, but it was also calm. This was the kind of expression that you rarely saw in Dean, because most of the time, he either looked angry or annoyed, or stressed. You hated seeing him like that, and you tried your best to help him with that stress anyway you could, which usually involved making some kind of potion or giving him something simple like a back massage. “What do you want to talk about?” You asked. You tried to rack through his mind for any indication of what he possibly would want to talk about, but nothing was appearing in his mind. It was just blank for the most part.

“I’ve known you for over twelve years. And over these twelve years, you have shown how much of a badass you are; sometimes I think you might even be more badass than me. And you know, I think I’m pretty badass.” Dean chuckled. “You have been nothing but helpful, and you’ve been nothing but caring, even when Sam or I didn’t deserve it. We’ve treated you so bad over the years sometimes, and yet, you still cared about us. I put you through Hell when I was a demon, and you were still by my side trying to find a cure.” Dean took your hand in his. He was starting to get nervous, but not nervous enough that it didn’t show quite yet. “I love how much you care about people, even when you aren’t showing it outwardly. I love how much you make me feel like I actually deserve to be loved even when I don’t think I deserve it. I love the way you show me how much you love me by doing simple things for me. When you come up behind me in the War Room when I’m frustrated and tired and just hug me from behind. When you reach across the table and do this.” At the moment, Dean brought your hand up and kissed your knuckles. You couldn’t help but have a soft smile on your face.

“Dean…” You began to say, but Dean stopped you.

“I’m not done.” He told you, and you quickly became quiet again. “I love that I can be vulnerable when I’m around you, and I love that you can be vulnerable about me. I love that I don’t have to put any kind of front in front of you. Because hey, I know you’d see right through it anyway.” He laughed. “When I first met you, it never crossed my mind that we would ever be here right now. I thought you’d never want to leave New Orleans and come hunt with me. I never thought I’d ever fall in love with a witch, or that a witch would be in love with me.” He let go of your hand at that moment, and you hated the lack of contact. But your eyes started to grow wide as Dean pulled out a small black box from the pocket of his jeans.

“Dean…” Was all you could say.

“Y/N.” Dean got up from the bed, and went down on one knee. He opened the box and inside contained a simple rose gold ring that was similar in design to Mary’s wedding band. “Y/F/N Y/L/N, badass huntress extraordinaire who also happens to be the love of my life, will you marry me?”

You looked at him, shocked. “Holy shit.” You mumbled to yourself, but without hesitation, you answered him. “Of course I’ll marry you Dean Winchester.” You told him, and quickly bent down, wrapping your arms around his neck. For as long as you’ve known him, you never thought you’d ever be at this moment either. You thought that this moment would only be a dream, but it was a reality now.

Placing the ring on your finger, Dean kissed your lips, and you kissed him back; enjoying the slight taste of his coffee that he had almost an hour before. After the kiss was broken, he looked at you almost in awe. “I love you.”

A smile formed on your lips and you cupped his cheek in your hand, slightly rubbing it with your thumb. “I love you too.”

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caemthe-a · 5 years

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Rules Reminder!

For personal blogs ( and for everyone really ) !

- Don’t reblog my headcanons! Or any of the stuff I write here ( you know like threads you’re not included in, OOC posts, jokes / crack posts, etc., but especially not my headcanons! ). I didn’t mention it before because: a ) Never really thought anyone would want to reblog my rants; and, b ) I thought it was basic stuff for rp blogs. But, much to my surprise, it’s happening and I don’t like it. I don’t mean this in an ill-spirited manner because it’s very flattering to see others agree with the bullshit I throw here at 2am but... the reason why I don’t like it when others reblog my headcanons is that: a ) It messes up my notifications, that I use to keep track of threads and other stuff here. This is very important to me because this is an rp blog! b ) It brings me unwanted attention because not everyone that reads my headcanons are gonna like or agree with them ( which is fine! ). And sometimes some of them can be pretty mean when expressing their distaste or ask for proofs, evidence, sources, etc. to back up the stuff I’ve written and, honestly... ( I’m too old for that stuff ) I’m not here to make a statement or start debates, I just want to mind my own business, roleplay and have fun!

I don’t want to block anybody if possible so I would be really grateful if personal blogs stopped reblogging my headcanons ;0c

For other rp blogs!

- Don’t use me as a source for memes / musings / aesthetic ( please? ) I usually don’t mind it but it’s been happening so much lately that it’s become hard to ignore. Especially when it’s a day after day thing. It doesn’t take much time or effort to reblog something from the source. And, let’s be honest, no one likes it when another blog uses you as an aesthetic, memes, whatever source. Especially not when the other person has little to no interest to rp with you.

- If you want to turn an ask into a thread, do it on a new post! More than the #aesthetic, I don’t like it when threads stay on an ask because it becomes too confusing for me ( please understand that I’ve one brain cell! ) and it can turn very long. I’m sorry but I won’t reply to threads that are continued on the same ask.

- Don’t spam me! For spam, I mean doing things like replying IC in all of the IC and OOC things I post here, constantly sending me reminders or sending IC posts about the same thing over and over again. It feels very guilt-trippy for me and instead of making me want to rp with you more or reply faster to a thread I’m owning, it just causes the opposite. Please don’t do that.

Other important stuff!

- I headcanon my muse as TRANS ( FTM ). Alright, so this isn’t exactly a rule(?), but it’s an important part of my portrayal. And it’s nothing new. It’s a headcanon that I’ve had since I first got into fate ( so don’t ask me to change it??? I don’t know why I’m asked that... ) and it’s been written at the top of my rules page since day one ( 1 ). ‘Why do you headcanon Proto Cú as trans?’ So I already mentioned here that I believe that Cú Chulainn was highly trans-coded in his myth due to how he’s described and how different events in his life happened. BUT I would love it if people stopped asking me for my arguments on this matter because it feels really odd to be asked for 'valid evidence’ for that headcanon ( n.n’ ) I mean... I never see anyone asking for the same stuff to muns of cisgender muses or cisswapped muses so I can’t help it but feel a bit weirded out when I’m asked for these ‘proofs’.

* BTW, if you didn’t know until now that I headcanon Proto Cú as trans, I would prefer it if you don’t act surprised nor reply to this post with things like ‘I didn’t know!!!′ because like I’ve written in the paragraph above, it’s been written in my rules page since day one ( 1 ). So if you’re only aware of it now, it will most likely mean that you didn’t read my rules page, which is kind of not cool dude... And as someone who always reads other rp blogs rules + about page before pressing that +follow button... I don’t know, it feels bad man.

- Please don’t send me very insensitive jokes / asks / etc. !*** I don’t mind it when other muses are huge assholes to mine, I actually think it’s really fun and love it! And I love writing Cú getting feisty or coming up with a witty remark! But I think that the line between having your muse act like a disrespectful little shit and the kind of comments that would get you punched in the face if you ever were to say stuff like that out loud is very defined. This is not a rule and I’m not saying your muse can’t throw the problematicTM stuff at mine. But just wanted to let others know that, one, my muse will act accordingly, two, I’ve got no intention of holding him back, but, three, those types of asks / replies get tiring and boring real fast so it’s unlikely I’ll reply to them.

Thank you for reading!

#[ ooc: did I say I love protopupper? ]#/ important!#/ i wanted to keep this post simple but it got pretty long in the end :0c #/ sorry at everyone writing at me rn! my activity timeline is a mess and i'm trying to organize things over here a little >.< !

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littleredroseonthevalley · 6 years

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Red Rose - Chapter 2

Prologue Ch. 1 CH. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9 Ch. 10 Ch. 11 Ch. 12 Ch. 13 Ch. 14 Ch. 15 Ch. 16 Ch. 15 Ch. 16

Summary: In a bind, Riley is forced to make a thoughtless choice. Drake remembers someone long forgotten.

Rating: T - Content not suitable for children. Suitable for teens, 13 years and older, with minor suggestive adult themes.

Notes: Hi, everybody! How are you feeling this Monday? I had planned to thank personally everybody who liked and reblogged last chapter, but with my ILITW rant last Tuesday (which you can read here), the likes and reblogs got mixed up and I lost track of people. So, thank y’all!

(I’m still mad about ILITW, btw)

As I said earlier today, I’m trying this new thing with pictures. Think of them as a still of a significant moment of the chapter, with the line written underneath. Tell me if you like them, if you hate them or if you don’t think nothing about them at all, my ask is open!

More new content is to be released tomorrow, so stay tuned!

Vienna, Fall 2005

The classes were finally finished in the university. The students were slowly but surely abandoning their hermit-like study abodes and again joining their friends in the celebration of a job, if not well-, at least done.

Drake Walker, like any other student, was certainly overjoyed to be free of classes, even if it meant going back home.

He could hear himself thinking that, and he knew how weird it sounded like. The truth was, while he certainly missed his sister, facing his mother is always an ordeal.

He supposed he missed Liam, too, he weighed. Even though, his geographic location is meaningless in that front. He can be in Vienna, Avlona or Beijing, the odds are he won’t be able to see his best friend.

No time to think about those things now, he told himself, it was a party. One he wasn’t all that thrilled to attend, to be fair, but he forced himself to come to them every once in a while, to get the guys from his hall off his back about it.

The end-of-year one seemed the most appropriate.

One thing he really missed from the Brigades was the alcohol. Pouring himself another drink, cheap beer, he leant against the wall and observed the people dancing around him. A couple of his friends called him into the dancefloor, but he motioned his drink.

A couple minutes in, the lights dimmed, the people cleared space in the middle of the living room of the apartment, a makeshift dancefloor. Gwen Stefani’s voice sounded through the speakers.

Ooh this my shit

All the girls stamp your feet like this

Few times I've been around that track

So it's not just gonna happen like that

'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl

I ain't no hollaback girl

Two girls, a blonde and a red-head, do a seemingly-carefully rehearsed choreography. The crowd goes wild with their bold moves and synchrony.

As they finish, grandiose, their spectators warmly applaud their number. Drake, however, scoffs. He finds those girls to be just a pair of attention-starved wenches, and he’s seen plenty of them back in Cordonia.

As he finished yet another cup of beer, someone calls for his attention. “Hey, Grinch.” It was the red-head from before. “Why all that brooding?”

He sneered. “I’m not brooding.”

“Yes, you are. And it’s killing the party’s vibe.” She said, crossing her arms on her chest.

God, he hates redheads. Between this loser and Olivia, he was pretty sure the only reason they existed was to annoy him. “I don’t care much for dancing.”

“So far, you’ve only given me reason to bet you don’t care much for fun at all!”

Slightly crossed, Drake said: “No need to look like an idiot to have fun.”

“No need to be an ass, either.” He seemed to go and say something, but she beat him to it. “Hey, What’s-Your-Face…”

“Drake, the name’s Drake.”

“Linda Rosa, charmed.” She made a flaunt with her hair and used an extra-snotty tone. “I bet you I can make you have fun tonight.”

He laughed, half of the absurdity of the idea, half of the arrogance of the redhead. “Oh, yeah? What you have for me?”

“Considering your disgruntled face every time you put your cup into your mouth, I’d say you’re a man of fine tastes in alcohol.” She told him, mockingly. “I have a bottle of the finest scotch you’ll find on this town in my bag. Tell you what, do as I say and make a sincere attempt of enjoying yourself tonight. If you still wanna leave in fifteen minutes, you can go home with it.”

“Fifteen minutes?” Drake lifted an eyebrow. “That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

“You’re on, Linda Rosa.”

She pulled him to the dancefloor.

In the next morning, he woke up with a pounding headache, most likely a killer hangover. Yet, he felt numbly happy.

Never one was happier to lose a bet before, he was sure.

An amused thought passed through his head, about how he should check himself on a clinic, to see if that girl put something on his drink. Certainly it was out of character for him to behave like that. Even when drunk.

As he got up and dressed, he walked to his front door, to check for mail. In there, it was a bottle of booze with a note stuck on it.

“I never told you what I’d get if I won the bet. I got a good companion and a nice time. To thank you for your sportsmanship, enjoy this whiskey. ~Linda Rosa”

Out of character it might be, but, Drake decided, sometimes it was nice to act uncharacteristically.

New York City, Fall 2015

“I’ll be back for you in the morning.” He had said. “Don’t even try to escape. We have you watched. It’s time for you to come back.”

Riley hasn’t slept at all. She was at her wit’s end. All night she thought of a plan, but anything she could come up with seemed fit to ease her escape. She was starting to believe she had to face reality, she would have to return.

Her most precious belongings were already packed. The only important thing left was hung, majestic, on the wall. The thought of putting it down brought tears to her eyes, but it had to be done.

She was motioning to get the job done when she heard a knock on her front door.

“Riley?” A voice she couldn’t quite place called from the other side. “Are you there?”

“Who is it?” She shakily asked the stranger.

“It’s Maxwell, from last night!” The cheery tone quelled her angst.

Quick on her feet, Riley opened the door and motioned for him and, surprisingly, Drake to come inside.

Not waiting for her to inquire, Maxwell jumped to talking. “We’re heading back to Cordonia, so Liam can find someone to marry and all that jazz. But, before I go, I’d like to invite you to join us!”

“Come again?” Riley asked, in shock.

“Sorry, was I speaking too fast? My brother says I do that sometimes.”

He definitively was, but that was not the case in point. “No, I mean, what do you mean me going off to Cordonia with you?”

He frowned, confused. “Well, that. What’s so strange about it?”

Drake rolled his eyes, but did not say a thing.

“God, sweetie, don’t open that door.” Riley thought, and then outloud answered: “Lots of stuff, but mainly ‘what for would I go to Cordonia’?”

“To compete for Liam’s hand, of course! Didn’t you know about how things work up there?”

“Liam kinda explained to me last night.”

“There you go! You wouldn’t normally be able to join, but I want to sponsor you!”

“Sponsor me? Maxwell, I don’t seem to understand.”

“I’m from a noble family, but I don’t have any sisters, so we don’t have anyone in the competition for the prince’s hand. So, we can choose any girl, and you’re my pick!”

“You want me to compete in a The Bachelor-like event to marry Liam?” She asked, incredulously. “What is in for you?”

“If you accept, you’ll owe me three boons, each favor fraught with more peril than the last.”

“Now, seriously, please.”

“I’m just trying to help you out, Riley.” He said earnestly. “We’re kinda crunched for time, though. I’ve got a plane leaving within the hour, so no time to waste! The Masquerade, which opens the event, is tomorrow night!”

“So…” She breathed out. “A fancy Masquerade… And what else?”

“Fun stuff! Yachting in the Adriatic, skiing in the mountains, dancing in the Royal Palace… Or, y’know, you could just stay in New York. Go back to your gig, with your crappy boss. Sure, is just as good.”

Of course, staying in New York wasn’t an option anymore. The man from last night was taxative when he told her they would be leaving. While everything this man was spewing seemed insanity, he was, right now, her best chance of escape, so perhaps she should explore the possibility.

“Okay, okay, you got me. Anything if I can be as far away from Frank as possible.” She smiled. “But we have a problem, my passport is expired. They won’t let me leave.”

They weren’t the US Immigration, not that Maxwell needed to know.

“No problem-o!” Maxwell said, excited. “We have diplomatic passports and a private plane on a US Air Force base. We can get you out of the country. When we get to Cordonia, Tariq’s friends with the American consul, he can get you a new passport.”

Diplomatic passports and airplane on a Air Force base meant undetectable traveling. Even with all their resources, they couldn’t know she left the city, much less where she went.

“If that’s so… I’m in!”

“Yeah! Go pack your bags.” If only he knew. “This is going to be the adventure of a lifetime!”

She went back to her room and shoved all her dresses and perfumes into three huge bags, in addition with the trunk containing her valuables. She made a point to leave most of her regular clothing and shoes in her wardrobe, as to, when the guy from last night comes back to fetch her, he’ll think she intends to come back shortly.

All done with the packing, she came back to the living room, where Maxwell could not be seen. Drake, however, was watching intensely the painting on her wall.

“Hey, Drake,” He jumped, surprised. “What are you looking at?”

“This painting.” He said.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it? I’ve bought in a trip once. It’s…”

He cut her off. “Hagia Sophia. Yeah.”

She waited for a second, and then said: “Where’s Maxwell?”

“He went out to call a cab.”

“Oh” Riley said. “Could you help me? The bags are kinda heavy…”

He hmphed, but followed her into her room. “Jesus, Riley. Don’t you know the concept of travelling lightly?”

“It’s not like I know the climate in Cordonia, the occasions I’ll be needing clothes or even how long I’ll stay out!” She defended, in a snarky tone.

Drake was about to reply when Maxwell came back, announcing their cab has arrived.

Once a few thousand feet from the ground, flying through Sicily and Tunisia, Maxwell finally said: “Say goodbye to New York and hello to Cordonia!”, making a point out of the flare in which he said ‘Cordonia’.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening.” She couldn’t believe she escaped.

“Believe it.” Drake bite. “We’ll be landing soon, ready or not. And if you’re not ready, those ladies at court are gonna eat you alive.”

“Jesus, Drake! Don’t scare her!” Maxwell chastised.

“They should be afraid of me, Drake.” Riley answered.

“Cocky.” He answered with a side smile. “You might actually survive.”

She shrugged. “I don’t get why are you being so grim about, that’s all.”

“Look,” He said. “No offense, but I’ve seen girls like you come and go. It never ends well. Not for you, not for Liam, not for the royal family.”

Maxwell saw a point into defending her honor: “Riley’s not some crown-chaser!”

God knows how much that statement is true. “To be fair, Drake, you’re more my type of guy.” He scoffed at her, which flared her with white rage. Not one to betray it, she calmly said: “I mean it. I don’t usually go for rich boys, much less royalty.”

As she finished her sentence, Maxwell tells her they were approaching the Cordonian capital city.

As she looked out the window, she breathed “It’s something out of a fairy tale…”

“If you burst into song, I’m jumping out of this plane.”

“The window is open!/So's that door!/I didn't know they did that anymore!/Who knew we owned eight thousand salad plates?” Riley sung the first cartoon song that came to mind. Soon enough, Maxwell accompanied her: “For years I've roamed these empty halls/Why have a ballroom with no balls?/Finally they're opening up the gates!”

Drake groaned.

“So, Riley!” Maxwell wondered. “Are. You. READY?!”

“Heck yeah!”

Argyrocastron, Cordonia, Fall 2015

As they were going out of the plane, she noticed a sign off the airstrip.

Αεροδρόμιο Αυλωνά

Aéroport de Vallonna

Avlona International Airport

“Those are the official languages in Cordonia.” Drake surprised her from behind. “Greek and French.”

“Oh, right!” Maxwell was reminded of something. “Do you speak French?”

“Mais oui, Maxwell. Parfaitement.”

Drake scoffed. “How about Greek?”

“Fysiká!” She said, smugly. “Ézisa me mia ellinikí oikogéneia ótan píga sti Néa Yórki.”

“Say what?” Maxwell inquired in French. “You’ll have to repeat that for me.”

“I said,” Riley explained, also in French. “I lived with a Greek family when I moved to New York. I’m fluent in Greek too.”

Drake was close to a pout, having failed into busting her. Maxwell is more amendable. “Forgive Drake. Greek and French are taught in schools in Cordonia, but I guess you’ll be using more French, most nobles don’t speak Greek.”

“So, he was just out to get me?”

“Yeah, that sums it up.”

“Jerk.”

New York City, Fall 2015

“What do you mean you’ve lost her?!” The voice screeched on the phone.

“I’m most sorry, but…” He tried to explain himself, but was soon cut off.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it!” The word ‘sorry’ was spit out like it tasted foul. “Haven’t we explained to you how vital is this assignment, or do you just not understand what we tell you to do?!”

“I do understand.” He said, tersely. “And she did escape from me, but all her clothes and cash are still in the apartment.”

“She has her means, you moron!”

“No, no, wait!” He grew nervous. “The painting! The painting is still here!”

There was a short silence on the line.

“Is it?” They said, finally.

“Yes. Yes, it is.” He breathed relieved. “We are monitoring all the airports, bus lines and ships coming in and out of the tri-state area. She won’t be able to leave or to return without our knowledge.”

“Yes… I suppose that is for the best.” The voice conceded. “Leave the underlings in New York and come back. We need to regroup. Bring the painting, with the utmost care.”

The line went dead.

Avlona, Cordonia, Fall 2015

The hour or so of roads down the hills to get to Cordonia’s capital city were uneventful. Maxwell excitedly commented the songs playing on the car’s radio, while Drake brooded.

Riley gave limited attention to Maxwell’s antics, as she worried about the next few months.

As they got closer and closer to the shore, the temperature rose. Up in the airport, it was cooler than New York, the skies were gray, and she heard a Grecian couple talk about the possibility of a hoar-frost that evening. The suburbs of Cordonia’s capital, though, seemed to be living in an eternal summer. The people on the street were scantily-clad, as to resist the heat coming from the pavement, the sun was shining, no sign of rain, much less a frost, on the skies.

“Maxwell,” Riley interrupted his tirade about a rather unknown singer to her.

“Et tous les bourgeois du 16ème/Se demandent pourquoi je t'aime/Pour n'avoir pas besoin d'un zoom/Quand toi et moi on fait boum boum boum,” He sung, not really hearing her.

“Maxwell!” She called a little louder.

“Hm? Oh, yes Riley?”

“Why is so hot in here?” She asked. “Aren’t we in the middle of autumn?”

Drake laughed cruelly. “It is never cold out here. We go to the beach on Christmas.”

“Really?!” She asked, somewhat surprised.

“Not really,” Maxwell corrected. “It gets a little cold on December, but Drake’s right. You won’t be seeing snow in Valona.”

“That’s kinda odd…” Riley said. “Dunno, I guess I’m used to cold weather.”

Maxwell laughed. “You will get plenty cold when we go up the mountains. People say that in Lythikos is never sunny!”

Drake smirked, while Riley pretended she knew where Lythikos was.

They took a turn into a modern city area, with tall, glassy skyscrapers into a residential area, with classy, ancient buildings. Soon enough, they were going up once again, through a wide avenue decorated with flowers. The streets were full of people, though with few cars. There were lots of flags, too, which she assumed was the Cordonian national flag.

The densely built avenue suddenly gave place to a wooden area. As they made a curve to the left, she saw a tall wall and a strongly guarded gate.

Behind all that, there was still a long road and lots of trees, but she could see, glistening on the horizon, the pavilion. It was the Palace of the Brigades, her memory provided. The hill in which Napoleon and the first king of modern Cordonia proclaimed the country’s independence from the Turks. The official residence of the Cordonian monarchy.

“Welcome to your home for the next few months, Riley.” Maxwell told her.

“I didn’t realize I’d be staying in the Royal Palace all this time.” She said, dazzled.

“Most of nobility live here while the season is underway.” The cage system, Riley remembered, very French of them. “Including all the ladies vying for Liam’s hand.”

“Yeah, living under one roof just makes it easier to attend the rose ceremony later.”

Maxwell rolls his eyes. “Drake’s just kidding… About the roses, I guess.”

Maxwell took her to see her room, while Drake went off on his own. A mean thought went through Riley’s head, on the lines of she couldn’t be happier to be rid of the ‘lowly’ company. She wasn’t in the palace for five minutes and she was already snobbier. She laughed inside, partly of jest, but also out of nerves. The next feel months would be interesting.

“So, what’s the deal with Drake?” Riley asked. “Why he’s so jaded?”

“Oh, don’t mind him.” Maxwell answered her as they climbed their way to her room. “Drake’s never really… fit in.”

“Not used to courtly life?”

“Definitely! He’s not of noble blood. He’s always been an outsider here, even if he’s Liam’s friend.” He breathed and stopped by a door. “Here we are. In case if you need something from me or my brother, we’re just next door, okay?”

“I didn’t know you had a brother.”

“Yeah, an older brother.” He smiled tersely. “Bertrand of Beaumont, Duke Ramsford. As the eldest, he’s the heir and I’m the spare. You’ll see him tonight, he’ll be excited to meet you.”

Somehow, she didn’t think it’d be the case.

“Maxwell?”

“Yes?”

Riley looked mirthfully at the bed. “Is anything keeping me from jumping on the bed?”

“Only your dignity.”

She laughed. “Fools!”

She ran to the fluffy bed and started jumping and laughing, sighing happily as her weight sinks into the mattress when she got tired.

Life could be grand.

Following Maxwell’s general guidelines about tonight’s event, Riley went down to the seamstress, as in to prepare one of her gowns for the evening, as well as getting herself a mask.

She seems to have chosen a bad moment, as she barged in and a girl was in the nude, changing.

“Oh, God!” Riley exclaimed. “I’m so sorry!”

As Riley turned her back to give some modesty to the girl, she replied: “No problem. To be honest, I didn’t have an appointment. I’m Hana, Hana Lee.”

The black-haired smiled, not that the Asian could see. “I’m Riley Flowers, the girl who’s being sponsored by the Beaumont’s. It’s very nice to meet you!”

“Likewise.” She breathed out. “I suppose you’re also here to prepare for the Masquerade tonight. Assuming you’re here with me now, and not already dressed, I must assume you’re, like me, searching desperately for something to wear.”

Desperate may be the word to put it, considering the current minimalist getup the tanned girl had.

“More or less.” Riley said, neutral. “I’m here to touch up one of my dresses.”

“The seamstress is running late, but I can show you around!”

As Riley turned around, she saw Hana struggling to zip up completely. Helping up her finish, Hana says: “Thank you. Not many girls around are like you.”

“As in helpful?”

“Nice”

As she looks what Riley has in the bag, she exclaims she has the perfect mask to go with it. As she slips it in, she asks Hana: “How do I look?”

“Divine!”

“I don’t understand!” The young girl of seven complains. “Why do I have to come to this stupid party?”

“Well, Dora, that’s just how father is.” Her sister says, while her teenaged fingers arranges the girl’s little, white dress. “You eventually learn to suck it up and go with his evil, mastermind plans, which usually involve us being shown like broodmares.”

Theodora pouted. “But it’s so boring!”

“And it doesn’t get better.” The other girl said. “Why do you think everybody’s drunk by the end of the night?”

The blonde girl giggled.

“Do you know what you must do?” The elder sister checked.

“Enter hand-in-hand with father, give him the rose,” She motioned the flower on her hand. “Dance the first waltz with him, bow and leave.”

The teen smirked. “Perfect. Fortunately for you, no-one will miss you if you find the servant’s girl and scurries off to the gardens. Just avoid tearing your dress, okay?”

“Okay…” Dora deadpanned.

The sister took her hand and walked her over the entrance of the ballroom, where the rest of their family congregated. Her father noticed their arrival, and, dismissing her elder daughter, he kneels to talk to his youngest.

“Are you ready, Dora?”

“Yes, father.” She responded, dutifully, if rather dull.

The man’s lips thinned. “Dora, I know you’d prefer to be doing just about anything else right now, but this is important to us. Can you be a good girl tonight?”

Her eyes were locked to the ground, she did not want her father’s sapphire blue eyes piercing her ones.

“Dora?” He asks, pointedly.

Finally, she nods.

The parent smiles at his daughter, hugging her and kissing her forehead. “Good. Now, let us make this family proud.”

He took her small hand in his and they entered the ballroom with their chins up.

Palace of the Brigades, Avlona, Cordonia, Fall 2015

As they go into the ballroom, the herald announces her as “Lady Riley Flowers of New York”. She admits it does have a ring to it.

Alone and rather lost, she goes to the first familiar face she finds. Drake. Sadly, it lacks in friendliness.

“Good evening, my lady.” He says.

“So you do have manners!” Riley replies.

“Riley?!” He seems astounded. “Is that you?”

“Of course.” She twirls her off-white dress. “Who else?”

“I… I was caught off-guard!” He defends, lamely. “You clean up well.”

“I’m torn.” Riley says with a pointed look. “I can’t decide if you’re being nice or a douche again. Since I’m happy to be here, I’ll take it as a compliment.”

He chose that moment to feel self-conscious. “Looking the part doesn’t mean you’re going to be welcome here, you know?”

“Classy, Drake.”

“Compared to most nobles here, I’m your best friend.” He said, forcefully.

“I know.”

“That’s the first smart thing you’ve said.”

She frowns, but chose to ignore the last part. “What I meant is that I know I’m at a snakes’ nest, that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun.”

He sighs. “Look, I’m not trying to be a jerk. I’m just trying to help.”

Half humored, half angered, she says: “You have a very particular way of helping.”

“I’m just saying what I wish someone would have said me a long time ago.”

“Is it, Drake?” She raises an eyebrow. “Is it all there is to it?”

For a second, he seems conflicted, but soon excuses himself to the bar. As he went away, he says: “Good luck, Riley. You’re gonna need it.”

Vienna, Early 2006

Linda Rosa was sipping her coffee, twirling her flaming red hair, looking at the nothing.

“You should be more careful. You’ll end up mugged.” A deep voice rung on her ears.

“I’ve been mugged already, but I don’t carry anything of value aside from my paintings, and I suppose I should be flattered if someone thinks they’re valuable enough to be stolen.”

Drake was unsure whether to be angered or amused by her antics. “I don’t even know what to respond to that.”

She smiled, daring. “You could give me a kiss and say that you love me.”

He smirked. He took her cheek and kissed her passionately, slightly unsuitable for public company, such as they were at a coffeeshop.

“I love you, you know?” Drake told her.

“Yeah, I do, and I love you too.” She smiled, melancholic.

“Why are you so down?”

“Oh, it’s nothing, I’ve just had yet another row with my father.”

“About?”

“Oh, same old, same old. My college major, my clothes, my hair. Teenage rebellion, he says.” She sighed. “Hey, Drake?”

“Yes?”

“What do you think about noble people?”

He choked on his coffee. “What?”

“You know, blue blood, aristocracy, monarchy, privilege, this kind of thing.”

“Why are you asking about that?!”

“While I was rowing with my father, I thought he’d like to ship me off and marry to some well-to-do man, like he’s some kind of blue-blood of the seventeenth century. I just wondered about your opinion of them. You come from a monarchical country, don’t you?”

“Yeah, Cordonia’s a monarchy.”

“Perhaps you would agree with my dad, or think it was cool to have this thing around, at this day and age.” She wondered, with her expression empty. Soon enough, however, it was like her spirit settled itself back into her body. “What do you think about them?” Her eyes drilled him, anxious for an answer.

Drake couldn’t hold eye contact. “For me, they look pretentious and self-serving, but I don’t know, I’ve never met any.”

She turned thoughtful for a moment. “You’re probably right, I guess. Hey, let’s go to the park! I want to walk around, feel the sun!”

“No, it’s too cold.” Drake complained.

“Come on, mister grouchy! I’ll warm you up!”

He tried to keep his neutral face, but the sight of his girlfriend’s smile cracked him up. “Fine. Let’s go.”

She took his arms and they went out the door.

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My take on SnB:Vs Episode 14, another long trash post from yours truly. Damn I should make ‘My take’ a thing now! LONG. SUPER LONG since I’m ChariNina trash

WARNING: This post is very long and includes rants as well. Read at your own risk.

First I would like to finally say the words I’ve been meaning to shout to all yall, anti or not.

BTCH IS THIS NOT CANON ENOUGH FOR YOU? IS THIS NOT? LOOK AT IT. LOOT AT IT DAMN IT. AINT IT NOT FCKNG BEAUTIFUL? IS THIS NOT FCKNG CANON ENOUGH FOR YOU? BTCH IF YOU’RE BLIND TO THE TRUTH (No offense Chari) THEN LET ME SHOUT IT IN YO EARS AND IF YO TRYING TO BLOCK MY DAMN VOICE LEMME SHOVE IT IN YO FACE CAUSE IT’S CANON. C A N O N CANON BTCH.

That was good, that was reeeeaaaaaal good. WHAT? STILL DON’T BELIVE ME YOU PIECE OF- beautiful human flesh THEN LEMME POINT OUT HOW AND BRUH THIS IS GONNA BE LONG.

First up, my harto. I was stabbed multiple times because of that new opening and no it’s not because I have a raging cold that I feel like something is stabbing my heart I legit felt that. Like bro look at this.

LOOK AT IT. (Apologies for the low-quality screenshots, I couldn’t help myself since I hadn’t downloaded it online and was streaming it so yeah)

You know it’s legit when they’re the first ones in the OP but wait there’s more! (You clearly know this is gonna be pure ChariNina with a little bit of something something but still mainly ChariNina)

Okay time out, let’s appreciate the Chari fan service since people were complaining that they were making Nina fan service now.

I certainly am not complaining though,

Okay back on track, things I like to point out during this episode (basically all the ChariNina in this episode) and starting with the OP.

Okay fine since I like this I’ll- OH WAIT OH MY GOB THAT’S LUCIFER. BABY!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR 1 SEASON AND A HALF NOW OMG YOU STILL LOOKING FINE. Oh hey Azazel you’re looking okay too. You both look fine as hell though… quite literally huehuehuehue

Okay back to the OP, it was siiiiick. Some people said they didn’t like it compared to the 1st OP but this one was sick and intense like the first one, sure a little different, more on green less on red but it’s amazing for me. What I do want to point out are these.

Me while watching: GO NINA, RUN TO YO MAN!

Still me: *quiet*

Still me: *gasp*

Me: OHMYGOB CHARIOCE TEARS OMG PLS SEND HELP GET ME A BOTTLE CAUSE THAT SHT’S PRECIOUS! WHY YOU CRYING CHARI NOOOOOOO. I smell a backstory coming up.

Okay now to the episode, I’m sure most of you have seen it so I’m not gonna make story tell cause yall are here to see this trash of a post so you know how it goes, but still here; cute Nina coming home scene which is cute.

Yep, cute. Also, Nina is flexible af

Okay now were moving to the moment where all of us were either too focused and in it to fangirl or were fangirling because of everything that has been said.

Second up, OMG.

Me while watching this: Nina you better say yes.

SHE SAID YES OMG!!! I made it sound like she said yes to Chari proposing to her… that could be arranged though…

Me: *starts to fangirl*

Me: *Fangirls even more*

Me: *FKCNING FLIPS A TABLE*

Me: STAHP, STAHP DOING THIS TO MY HEART OMG THIS IS TOO BEAUTIFUL. SHE FELT SAFE WITH HIS OMG I’M CRYING.

Me: NINA GIRL YOU AINT THE ONLY ONE WHO’S HAPPY. I’M HAPPY, HE’S HAPPY, YOU’RE HAPPY WE’RE ALL HAPPY BECAUSE OF YOU TWO. JUST FKCNG KISS ALREADY.

Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MAPPA WHAT THE HELL!!!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAA OMG I CAN’T OMG I JUST CAN’T I CAN’T RIGHT NOW I CAN’T. AGAIN, BTCH THEY CANON. AND YES NINA YOU WERE LITERALLY MADE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH CHARI.

Me: *insert lenny face here* (This galaxy is beautiful btw, props to the art in BahaSoul this is legit beautiful)

Me: Hihihihihihihihi. Huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue. I am pointing out again to the people who thought Nina’s heart was broken after she found out Chari was the King in the previous eps please go and suck on this.

JEANNE IS LITERALLY THE FANDOM RIGHT NOW. LIKE MAPPA LITERALLY PLACED A REPRESENTATION OF THE FANDOM IN-ANIME AND HOLY SHT JEANNE I COULD NOT AGREE MORE.

Me: *pauses*

Me: Naw Nina you don’t mean that girl… I mean you hated what he did as King, not as Chari!

Me: I know Nina… well I don’t know but what I would want is for you to get together.

Me: SEE NINA?! THANK YOU FOR GETTING MY POINT. YOU DON’T HATE HIM, YOU JUST DIDN’T LIKE WHAT HE DID! (Let’s appreciate the triple A writing here like this is some emotional sht right here)

Me answering for Nina and the fandom: YES.

I just want to point out how I said before that Nina wasn’t broken. Sure she felt hurt and this proves it now but she’s mostly confused and is in a state of wonder as to why he did all these things and how she should feel towards a person she loves but is doing all of these things to the other races. This is like Romeo and Juliet yknow. *end of serious*

Me: SEE NINA? YOU DON’T HATE CHARI! THANK YOU FOR CONTRADICTING YOURSELF.

Okay I just wanna point these out. The last images of Nina’s flashback to Chari was when Chari was smiling at her, and the last one was with his disguise as Chris. I feel as though this symbolizes that she didn’t fall in love with a king but in fact a person; a kind and great guy as she describes herself.

I mean look at this.

Aww

Awwww

AWWWWWWWW

All of what she remembers last is his smiles. THE SMILE PEOPLE THOUGHT WERE SARCASTIC AND WAS MEANT TO TAUNT HER. LOOK NOW BTCH, WHERE’S YOUR ANTI A**?

Ehem, anyway. I like what Jeanne is pointing out here.

(Jeanne really is literally the fandom in this right now)

Me: IT AINT A MAYBE JEANNE IT IS REAL! But seriously this is some good sht right here like dang, wow. This speaks to a whole other level, this can be applied in the real world.

Some of you maybe pointing out ‘but Jeanne doesn’t know who she likes and if she does she will definitely say no to this!’ My gob you antis never really shut up huh?

Do you really think Jeanne doesn’t have an idea of who this person may be when 1.) she saw how the king interacted with Nina back at the prison and 2.) she was literally there when Nina fought as a dragon to save her! She saw how Nina didn’t bite off Chari’s head when he came near her and it would be impossible for her not to see how she de-transformed into a human and he carefully caught her because she was fkng there and watching!

And if she really doesn’t know who this person Nina likes do you think she’ll hinder Nina from finding her happiness when the girl who was a complete stranger to her decided to be kind and help her? Nina could’ve left her but she didn’t and that’s because that’s who Nina is. Do you really think Jeanne would be selfish enough to try hinder Nina’s feeling for Charioce? Do you really think Jeanne would be the type of person who would tell Nina she can’t love him because he’s a bad guy?

Gob if you think so then you really don’t know who Jeanne D’Arc is and is just trying to make a way to break of Charioce and Nina.

Jeanne isn’t selfish enough to try and separate Nina from Charioce because of what he’s done. She might ask Nina if she’s sure with this and if Nina answers yes then she’ll support her, if Nina answers she doesn’t know then Jeanne will help her. Jeanne won’t stop Nina from loving who she wants and I want to make that perfectly clear not unless the creators suddenly decided to make Jeanne a dck which is highly not possible.

Okay moving on.

Here we have Nina contemplating on life rn. Don’t worry Nina baby we feel you.

You know something else I really liked this episode? Mama Dragon, I mean she’s not a dragon but Imma call her Mama Dragon. Mama Dragon is so nice and lovely and I feel bad because she lost her hubby, now I see where Nina gets her charms!

Also, thank you Mappa for giving us a legit mom and not some hot super model mother who looks the same age as her daughter. Very nice.

Mama Jeanne and Mama Dragon mom time. This is legit probs the only time Jeanne has ever cried her feelings out, leave it to a mom to comfort another mom.

Overall, I am very happy with how this episode turned out. We go an insight of Nina’s feelings and saw how she’s coping with the info she got. This gives a new depth to Nina since people just see her as an overly optimistic person but just because she’s optimistic doesn’t mean she doesn’t have trouble too. Now I’m happy most especially about badass granny dragon! Like look at her! She’s so cool!

Ah 2017 has been a good year for romance. Not for me though but ChariNina’s romance is enough to make me feel happy for love.

I was gonna add my ED thoughts in here too but that would be a liiiiitttttlle to much for one post (as 2k words isn’t already ‘too much’) so if you’re interested you can go ahead and see that too!

Well this ends another long a** post and yes, this is canon now, you just saw the proof.

I hope you enjoyed my thoughts, I aint here to cause arguments and those anti anti things are just forms of expressions so don’t take this too seriously and attack me, although I would like to hear your thoughts my intention is not to cause fights but to fangirl and give my honest opinions.

Feel free to reblog and comment and have a ChariNina filled life!

#charioce xvii #nina drango #nina charioce #charioce x nina #charinina #jeanne d'arc #azazel #lucifer #mama dragon #granny dragon #dragon village #ship #canon #rant #thoughts #i was afraid to tag azazel because of all the hate i might get but meh #shingeki no bahamut #rage of bahamut

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May 2017 Book Wrap Up!

This month I read 10 physical books, which is great because it means that I have opened up space somewhere in my personal library. This was a pretty good month, give or take a few so-so books.

Keep in mind that this is a long text post and this is SPOILER-FREE (though any links I post to reviews I’ve done may not be Spoiler-Free.)

Which books did you read this month?

A Court of Thorns & Roses by Sarah J. Maas

I was lucky enough to meet Maas in Toronto a week or so ago and in order to be prepared for the signing, I read the ACOTAR series (though I didn’t finish ACOWAR for a few days after the event).

Honestly, ACOTAR was OKAY. I had some issues with the editing, the writing cliches, and the main character, Feyre. She got better as the series progressed, but I found her to be really annoying in this first installment. I want to note that this series is VERY different from her Throne of Glass series, btw. Also, hello sex scenes.

I gave this book 3/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

A Court of Mist & Fury by Sarah J. Maas

The second installment in the series is A LOT better than the first book (and not just because of the naughty bits). The writing felt better, Feyre was less frustrating, and the love interest was more intriguing. If you’re reading ACOTAR, or if you’ve already read it and don’t know if you should continue with this series, this second book makes up for the meh-ness of the first book.

I gave this book 5/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

A Court of Wings & Ruin by Sarah J. Maas

This is the first time I’ve fully finished a series by Maas. So, I’m just gonna quickly pat myself on the back. While this one was a good read, the second book is still my favourite.

There’s enough closure in this book that you’re left satisfied, but there are still a lot of unanswered questions and events that are kind of glossed over. Not going to lie, despite the comfortable sense of closure, there was a lot of rushing at the end. I wouldn’t have minded a few side stories regarding some of the characters, but again, I must remember that this is only the end of one part of the series.

I gave this book 4/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater

The sound of my friends cheering because I finally read this book is still ringing in my ears. This conclusion to the quartet is written just as beautifully as the rest of Stiefvater’s series. The characters grow even more and everything comes to a heartbreaking circle. Though it took me a while to read this series, I do recommend it. It’s a good kind of dense writing, forcing you to savour the words and the stories behind them.

Make way for the Raven King.

I gave this book 5/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

Flame in the Mist by Renee Ahdieh

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review.

While everyone else loved Ahdieh’s first novel, I found it slightly problematic because of one of the potential love interests. He ruined the story for me and so when I learned about this book, I was super wary. But I took a chance and I HAVE ZERO REGRETS. This book was fantastic.

If you’re going in expecting a recap of the Mulan film by Disney, you won’t be getting that. Instead, you’ll be getting an equally badass story about a girl in Japan who has to dress as a boy in order to survive. This is full of action, adventure, mystery, twists, romance, and badassery.

I gave this book 5/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

Once and for All by Sarah Dessen

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review

Sarah Dessen will always be an auto-buy for me. Most of her books (let’s not talk about the two books that disappointed me the most) have been fantastic reads and she doesn’t disappoint with this one. While it’s not as good as Saint Anything, I still really, really enjoyed Once and for All.

The protagonist was imperfect and emotionally scarred, so that wasn’t too surprising--it was the love interest that gripped my attention. He was so well-rounded and entertaining that I wouldn’t mind reading a book from his perspective. Him alone made the story fly by. I’d like to say that this was a combination of The Truth About Forever and Keeping the Moon.

I gave this book 5/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

I Believe in a Thing Called Love by Maurene Goo

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review.

I had a lot of expectations going into Goo’s book and I know, this is always a mistake. While I did enjoy this book for the most part, I had some issues with the protagonist’s very problematic behaviour.

You can read my review on Goodreads here.

I gave this book 3/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review.

Menon’s book is another book I went into with expectations, except I was really disappointed, especially with all of the amazing reviews going around.

I wrote my review on Goodreads here and keep in mind that a chunk of it is me ranting.

I gave this book 2/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

Lucky in Love by Kasie West

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review.

I love Kasie West, but this wasn’t her strongest book. Just going to throw that out there. Despite this, however, there were a lot of fun things about her latest novel. It just felt rushed and a lot younger than other books she’s written, so perhaps that’s why I had a harder time understanding the main character and her naïveté.

I wrote a Pro & Con list on Goodreads, which you can check out here.

I gave this book 3/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

Words in Deep Blue by Cath Crowley

I received an advanced reader copy of this book from Indigo Books & Music Inc. in exchange for an honest review.

I’ve never read a Crowley book before and I’m starting to think I should remedy that. Words in Deep Blue was a beautiful book, made all the more so by the relationships the characters have and the complex hold that the past has on us. Grief, romance, family, and second chances--this book has it all. Plus, it’s set in Australia, which made my wanderlust hungry self crave a future trip.

Also, can I just mention that this also felt like a love story about books and reading? Because it did, and if you’re a lover of the written word, you might appreciate how Crowley writes about her characters’ love of reading.

I gave this book 5/5 Stars. You can add it to your TBR on Goodreads here.

What books did you read this month? Let me know if you reblog this post or just by commenting on the post! I hope you all had a good reading month! I think it really helped that the weather was beautiful for the last week of the month :-)

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Happy reading and good luck with your June reading!

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