#I'm not sure if these look very good tbh :( but I spent hours so it would be a waste to not post them :(
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Hello Sarah sorry to bother you. I'm a new fan kinda but I'm done with watching all the firstkhao dramas (together and individual) but tbh I'm kinda lost on how I will get to know them better. I have no idea about their irl personalities that much. Maybe you can give a little introduction for me if it's not too much of a bother? Also like how they met and why are they doing so many projects together? And are they good friends irl too (my friend told me a lot of time pair actors don't really get along with each other which is why I got curious about their dynamic) Sorry if these questions are a bit dumb I'm altogether very new in bl fandoms so don't have a lot of ideas.
Oh, Anon. I don’t think you know what you’ve signed up for here. If you want a FK primer, I can give you a FK primer!
Both First and Khaotung started working for GMMTV back in 2018. I’m pretty sure talent agents simply slid into their DMs, so there was no formal audition process, but I could be wrong about that. They were both in university at the time. I’m not quite sure what they were doing that attracted the attention of the talent agents. I know First had been in at least one commercial prior, but I don’t believe Khaotung had done any acting. He had, however, had a picture go viral because he’s just so stinkin’ adorable. I think maybe this one?
Or it could have been one of these…
Either way, they ended up in an acting workshop together right after they joined. Khaotung talks about how he didn’t like First at first because he was too friendly and talkative, but I think that must have only lasted for like a day because it was during this same workshop where he discovered that his heart beats to the sound of First’s name—“FirFirFir”—and yes, that is a real thing that he has admitted out loud on multiple occasions. They have been best friends ever since.
From there, the two of them began to act in individual projects—mostly BLs—and although I have no proof of this, I am entirely convinced that they were playing a long con to get themselves partnered together. They did way more fanservice before they were partnered than they do now. Feel free to watch this live from 2020 where they alternate between staring lovingly in each other's eyes and just outright flirting for an hour straight.
Look, they’re smart boys. They knew that their best path to success in this industry was to be in a fixed pair and they wanted that pair to be each other. How do I know? Because these two adorable idiots were showing up to events in matching outfits.
This picture was taken in January 2021 when Tonhon Chonlatee was actively airing! There's a picture from this same event of them with Podd, who Khao was paired with, and Podd looks like the odd man out.
They were finally paired together for The Eclipse in 2022 and spent the entire press tour either talking about how excited they were to finally work together or crying about the possibility that they might never be able to work together again. I would highly recommend you watch The Eclipse special episode if you haven’t already. In it, First talks about how there was one scene where Khao wasn’t supposed to cry but he kept crying anyway because First was crying and he cared about First so much.
And speaking of crying, if you want to watch a compilation of FK crying about how much they love each other (and other things!), you can find that here.
One thing I would recommend if you want to get to know FK better is to watch a bit of Safehouse Season 4. It’s unscripted, so you’ll get a sense of their personalities, but First was also in an arm cast at the time, so you’ll get to watch Khao dote on him for seven days straight.
Oh and you have to watch this! If you ever see people talking about the voices in First’s head, that's why.
Obviously, we can never truly know what goes on behind closed doors for any of these BL couples, but I feel pretty confident in saying that FirstKhao are genuine besties. They literally do everything together. You can find a collection of some of their lovestagram pics here although there are so many more now. It never stops.
Actual things they have said to each other un-prompted:
First to Khao: I want to build a house with the same fences as you.
Khao to First: As you grow up, you will meet many new friends. Leave them and stay with me.
I’m wracking my brain for anything else that feels important for a new fan to know and am coming up blank, but I’m sure I’ll probably think of something right after I post this. They’re both just super sweet individuals who have never been involved in any controversy and I think what people love most about them is just how much they care about each other. They’ve got that whole platonic soulmate thing going on and we're all super jealous.
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Silas asks #6
Previous one
Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3
Warnings: bruises, unhealthy relationships, mentions of marking silas up
What if I made silas a angry steak with vinegar 😡ok that sounded werid but here's the angry steak recipe 😂vinagear sauce, microwave that steak
He'll make sure all of your meals are cooked in dishwater.
What if after the "basement session" Silas find out that now the little thing has a really strong self harm tendencies? Like she start to bite herself, physical abuse herself and not only that! She start to call herself "dirty" (or smt) and her self esteem start to go down very fast. Is Silas will help s/o with it or he'll like it? Hope not the second option <;;:(
Of course he'll hate it :( he doesn't like when you're hurt, hence why he uses the basement as a punishment and not something physical. He hates to see painful marks on your body. He loves to see you painted in bruises, but not the ones that hurt. He'll make sure to tell you how beautiful and worthy you are so make sure that you know how much you mean to him. He'll dress you up in soft, fluffy clothes until you look like a marshmallow to make sure you won't hurt yourself.
"Come here, little thing, fuck, I love you so much. Please don't think like that. You know I don't want you to be hurt. I'll make sure you get well, I'll even call a doctor if you want ... I'll do anything to make sure you're happy, okay? Tell me what to do."
I was re reading your Valentine’s Day post with and I was wondering if he would be the type of yandere to buy his darling lots of clothes and made her spend hours trying them on in front of him? Ps you’re my favourite blog on this app, your writing is amazing and I’m always excited for your next post
[I did two valentines, but I'm guessing that you mean Silas? Thank you so much, btw that makes me so happy <3]
Of course he's the type to make you into his personal little runway model. He'll sit back in a chair and watch with dark eyes, loving everyhting you put on.
"And spin ... good job. I like that one. We'll get that one. What do you mean 'it's short'? It's supposed to be. I'm the only one who will see it anyway, so why does it matter? Try next one. I'm enjoying this."
Hey how are you? I just came back from school and was watching in the gym and saw some kids practicing taekwondo, so I was wondering how would Silas react to his darling knowing taekwondo and can be his ass? Would he be amused or frustrated I just wanted to know cuz I kept thinking about it for about an hour before saying it now. I hope you had a good day :) -new anon
[I'm doing good, thank you!!]
He'd be both frustrated and amused. He would be able to playfight with you and not have to worry about you hurting yourself, but he'd be worried that you would be able to escape him easier now. If you weren't showing any signs of running away, he'd not think much about it and would enjoy getting lessons from you. If you could teach him how to be as good as you, he'd be able to protect himself and you better.
"Like this? No? Y/N, seriously, teach me. Stop playing around."
How would Silas react to a reader with a bad light sensitivity disorder? Like irlen syndrome? I have it and it realy makes me feel isalated as no one elce i have met has had it in eny form (and i have move a LOT) if u dont want to do that what about an s/o who has dislexia? (As u can probarly gess i have that to. Life is so cruel 🥲)
Whatever problem you might be facing, whether it be physical or mental, he will be there for you. If you feel that it's hard to use your eyes, he will go to every doctor to try to find some kind of glasses to help you and if there are none, he'll be your eyes. The same with spelling and reading. He'll do everything for you. You don't have to lift a pretty finger :)
I would've spent all of babygirl silas money the first day tbh
my eye is twitching at that nicknAME
Hii I just read white bunny and I thought it was so good! It got me thinking about whether Silas would carry on treating the reader gently if they improved mentally or if he would go back to the way he was treating them before they ran away?
He would continue to treat them like he is. He's terrified of hurting you again and since you seem so happy when he treats you like this ... then he'll continue. Whatever you want, he'll do for you, don't worry about it. He's here for you ... always.
Hear. me. out.What if darling (s/o? Still don't know difference) ENJOY being in a basement (I am talking about Silas by the way) I mean, they (sorry i forget if s/o (darling) has a gender) think it's something like a minute just for them. No talking, no these annoying "baby" or "little thing", no forced touching. Just you ...and cold floor.
He'll be so pissed and change his tactics. You're not supposed to like his punishments! So you like the dark and quiet? No more of that. He'll be cuffing you two together and talking to you nonstop about how perfect you are and how he's going to keep you for as long as he wants to, aka really getting into your head.
I kinda want to bite Silas, he seem so chewy and acidic, green sour patch kid, especially his cheek, let me bite Silas, I need to bite Silas-
I mean ... he'd 100% like it so go ahead, leave some marks while you're at it.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yandere drabbles#yandere imagines#yandere fics#yandere mafia#yandere oc x you#yandere scenarios#yandere asks
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OH MY GOD??? BIRTHDAY??? womb evacuation day, as i like to call it🙀
this got me thinking tbh. modern au, what time would genshin men tell u happy birthday?
first up our 00:01 squad would text u or pull up outside.. mmm thoma 100% hes down bad,, childe as well!! potentially venti
next the boys who wouldn't text and go out of their way to see u first thing!! diluc, kazuha & itto (trust me on this one!!)
would tell u whenever they happened to remember/see you that day .. kaeya, gorou, albedo
WOULD FORGET :(( ayato, xiao
failed to figure out how to text you and spent the morning pecking at phone buttons -zhongli
-🫧
Hi bubbly nonnie!! i sincerely apologise for my tardiness (yes i still have your diluc req in the inbox, yes i'm working on it). anyway, here's what i think...
(romantic pairings bc i'm just like that)
"birthday"
thoma, childe, kaeya, zhongli, diluc (separate) x gn!reader
genre: drabble
word count: idk (oops)
a/n: i'm lazy, its been summarised, i don't even count this as a fic i'm just trying to make it look like one because you guys haven't been fed recently and i sincerely apologise. also i made up shit about fontaine to make it fit, do excuse xoxo
thoma definitely shows up outside with cake and a party hat for you both at 12am sharp. does a little dance whilst singing happy birthday to you, and once you've both gotten back into the house and you've blown your candles out, he will immediately pull you in by the waist and kiss you, he just wants you to know he appreciates you!
childe has a tradition each year of making sure he is with you on your birthday, he wants to be there to congratulate you on a new year of you, the second it comes along. The second the clock hits the hour of your birthday, he hugs you tightly before separating from you, announcing...
"you're just as beautiful as last year, darling"
kaeya, the flirty bastard... is still flirty. BUT doesn't want to bother you late at night so instead, he will find you in the morning, when you're in mondstadt buying some groceries, approach you from behind whilst you're trying to buy some fruits (he almost got himself punched) and wrap his arms around your waist. yes you very nearly elbowed him in the stomach, he managed to step out of the way. would casually place his head on your shoulder from behind whilst hugging you and announce, in a low tone...
"happy birthday my dear, i've gotta run, knighthood calls. see you tonight?"
"thanks, kae. see you tonight"
and not that either of you noticed, but the fruit vendor happened to overhear you both, offering you the produce for free.
"if there's anything the people of mondstadt know, far better than barbatos' winds, or how to spot a good wine, it's the cavalry captains love for his partner. here, have a nice birthday, y/n."
unfortunately due to circumstance, zhongli was not able to be in liyue on your birthday. of course, this made him quite upset. he would have teleported back only he had an important meeting in fontaine, and it was stipulated in a contract that he couldn't teleport, lest someone found out about something they shouldn't. thankfully, he had been gifted a smartphone by you for his own birthday the previous year, which he still hadn't quite figured out how to use.
at first he thought he should call you, forgetting that time zones were a thing. sadly by the time he had actually figured out how to make a call (he had to ask focalors, it was an awkward interaction, she also did not know.) he realised that you were quite a few hours ahead of him, and had probably already gone out for the day and couldn't chat.
so he decided to text you. which did not go well (his hands are too big for those damned tiny buttons). he isn't sure till this day if the message even sent, because you never responded.
turns out he had sent it to tartaglia, who actually understood phones enough to forward the text to you...
"gaooy biethdsy mt libe, u hipe thus dsy ia as beauutofil as tou"
diluc is bad at romance. let me rephrase that: diluc does not know how to express his feelings, but wants to spend your birthday with you, so he tries to make it look like an accident that he just happened to be by your side all day.
first thing in the morning, you will notice a noble eagle flying in the sky outside your home. you knew that this bird was none other than dilucs own.
"how strange... why couldn't he just ask me to come to the winery...?"
nevertheless, the large bird flew its way down to land on your garden fence, its sharp talons somehow not scratching the wood, and called to you (i know nothing about birds, sorry), before flying back into the sky in the direction you knew diluc would be waiting. so, you had no choice but to follow it, right?
upon arriving at the winery, you were met by a handsome man in a black dress shirt, holding a bouquet of cecelias. he grabbed your hand and kissed you on the cheek.
"happy birthday, y/n"
SORRY THESE STARTED OFF SHORT AND THEN MY BRAIN STARTED INFODUMPING ON ME
i apologise thoma stans (i'm one of you) i have let you down this day
#cael is talking to 🫧 anon :0#genshin#genshin impact#genshin fluff#genshin x reader#thoma x reader#diluc x reader#zhongli x reader#kaeya x reader#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#morax x reader#holy fuck this is so many tags x reader#zhongli fluff#diluc fluff#dilucatdeeznuts#ok i'm done
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Hello my love! I love the way you write Frank (AND Matt, but im in a Frank mood tonight). I’m not sure if you’re taking requests rn, but if you are, I love to submit one!! Tbh I’m so sick of how douchey guys are these days on apps, and the “oh you just wanted a free meal” behavior and dating rn is the fucking worst. What’s your take on a situation where you’re friends with Frank and you complain about how badly men behave these days, and he offers to take you on a real date and treat you right? Bc I could use a Frank to rescue me and treat me right rn 😫
hello my darling! thank you so much, omg. you're too kind🥺
ok first of all when I say you are PREACHING to the damn CHOIR !!! I tried a few dating apps and I loathed every single one of them. straight up was not having a good time. it was an absolute travesty, so I feel for you so hard right now angel.
this is my first time doing a headcannon so this is super exciting and i'm happy we get to do this together!! because you absolutely DESERVE a frankie to rescue you and treat you right because you are a goddamn CATCH you are a GLOWING GODDESS and anyone should be so heckin LUCKY as to go on a date with you ❤️
headcannon is going to be below the cut bc y'all know I get carried away, especially with my baby frankie
frank castle & dating apps
first things first: frank castle is very old fashioned, so the idea of a dating app probably not only confuses the fuck out of him but also makes him grimace. like the man without a doubt hates texting, preferring an actual phone call instead, and most likely comes up with a million different threats to your security and worst case scenarios when you teach him about online dating
"don't you wanna meet someone the old fashioned way? how can you tell they're not a complete asshole just by a picture and a few words? what if they ain't who they say they are? you still got that knife I gave ya?"
frank already made you share your location with him a long time ago for safety reasons but now makes you text him the address of wherever it is you're going on these "dates" as well as check in with him every hour
he would probably be adamant about coming with you and sitting in a corner somewhere so he could keep an eye on you but you quickly shot that down bc it's frank and he's very hard to miss and you would have a hard time explaining to your date why that big guy across the room looks like he's seconds away from committing murder (you know exactly which look i'm talking about)
frank requests you send him a picture of whatever guy you're meeting just in case he needs to hunt him down find him if you don't check in or something happens, and never hesitates to offer a look of utter disdain and merciless judgment when you finally send it
"really? you're goin' on a date with this? the options on them apps that goddamn bad, sweetheart?"
frank is extremely shameless in verbally eviscerating every single guy you show him or tell him about and never misses an opportunity to make his opinions known
one night you storm into his apartment without knocking (a common occurrence he's finally gotten used to) and plop down next to him on the couch with a glass a wine (he made a mental note to keep the kind you like on hand at all times) and start to vent about your latest disaster date
the guy made you drive nearly an hour out of your way to meet him at a sketchy dive bar, spent the whole night talking about himself and cutting you off every time you spoke, and then had the AUDACITY to ask you to cover the tab because he "forgot" his wallet at home (this actually happened to me once)
frank can't take it anymore. this online dating thing has been going on for months and every time you vent to him about these assholes, it gets harder and harder for him to control his feelings for you because he's supposed to be your friend and the guys you've been going out with look nothing like him and as much as he wants to be with you, he's scared to ruin the one good thing he has. so, frank hatches a plan
"alright, I can't take this shit anymore. don't make plans friday night. we're goin' out."
he says it so nonchalantly, you almost don't catch what he means. you splutter out your wine, staring over at frank because there's no way he just asked you out on a date??? frank catches your look and offers a timid smile, reaching over to squeeze your knee gently
"relax. i'm just gonna show you what a real date should be like. you've been on so many shitty ones, I don't even know if you know what a good one is. let me help you raise your standards a bit."
let me tell you something, frank castle knows a thing or two about romance. this man goes ALL OUT. picking you up at your door (on time, early even), flowers in hand (your favorites bc he actually listens when you talk), is the most dressed up you've ever seen him (it's a dress shirt and jeans but he's usually covered in blood so), opens all the doors for you and pulls out your chair, takes you to a restaurant he knew you would love bc he knows your favorite dish & dessert, spends the whole night asking you questions about things he's always wanted to know about you, makes you laugh with silly jokes and stories, and tells you several times throughout the night how beautiful he thinks you look
you've always had a crush on frank (how could you not honestly) so you were a nervous wreck about the whole thing and what it meant for your friendship and if he was just doing this to be nice because he felt sorry for you or if he actually liked you back
but the date is not only the best one you've ever been on but also the easiest because it's frank and he's your best friend and you've never felt more comfortable or at ease with someone and when the check comes it makes your heart sink because you never want this date to end, even if it isn't real
the entire walk back to your apartment there's a palpable nervous energy between the two of you and his hands are in his pockets but you desperately wish they were holding yours and when you stop at your door there's a million thoughts racing through your head that you wanna say but the look in frank's eyes steals the oxygen straight out of your lungs
"listen I uh...know I said this was just to show you how a real date should be and what not, and I did mean that but...I really just wanted to show you how you should be treated ya'know. how...how I would treat you, if you'd let me. i'd give you the goddamn world if you asked, sweetheart. I don't know if I read tonight wrong, but I know I could be the right man for you, and I think you know that too. at least, I hope you do. there's nothin' I wouldn't do for you, honey. I understand if you don't feel the same way-"
you don't even let frank finish that sentence before you're dragging him down by his collar and crashing your lips together because holy shit frank, your frank, wants you just as much as you want him
needless to say you invite him up and show him just how much you want him despite his weak attempt at trying to continue to be a gentleman
"sweetheart, we can take it slow. I don't mind-" "frank I swear to god if you don't take your pants off right now, i'm never kissing you again." "yes ma'am."
#frank castle#frank castle request#frank castle headcanon#frank castle x you#frank castle x reader#the punisher#the punisher x you#the punisher x reader#the punisher request#the punisher headcannon
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Hii! Can I request (female or gn) reader x Jouno, Tecchou, Ranpo, Fyodor and Nikolai? And that reader is maybe jealous cuz boys show too much attention to another person? Thank you and have a nice day/night!
hey :) thank you for requesting ! i wrote this thinking about the main reasons one might be jealous of someone (for example, being insecure about oneself), tbh i'm not really fond of jealousy 😭; also i apologise for the wait ! i hope this is to your liking anyway <3. btw, just so you know, i don't write girl readers/nm. and have a good day/night too !!
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JŌNO, TECCHŌ, RANPO, FYODOR, NIKOLAI W/ AN INSECURE!JEALOUS!READER
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hurt/comfort, romantic relationship, saigiku jōno, tecchō suehiro, ranpo edogawa, fyodor dostoevskij, nikolai gogol (separately) x gn!reader
warning(s) : use of pet names, slight jealousy, insecurities about oneself, reader has low self-esteem, anxiety thoughts, food mentions, slight cursing
words count : 3,719 words (i wrote these one-shots in the span of one month so their writing styles are all a bit different ig 😭)
plot : “you see your partner spending a lot of time with someone whom you don't know. anxiety thoughts fill your mind. are you good enough? does he still love you?”
SAIGIKU JŌNO :
[ ☆ ] i believe that jōno wouldn't disclose his true job to his partner, or at least not at the beginning of your relationship.
[ ☆ ] he'd simply say that it consists in something really similar to a civil servant or smth like that.
[ ☆ ] you wouldn't question his affirmation. everyone has their own secrets, right?
saigiku jōno wasn't a bad partner, not at all.
spending time with a fascinating person like him was entertaining and almost inspiring, somehow. you were amazed by his cunning and keenness, by his peculiar ways of discussing certain topics, by his dazzling grin and many, many other qualities of his.
one thing that, however, you worried about, was his job. you couldn't seemed to understand how your boyfriend spent all those hours preceded by a soft “i'm going to work, see you tonight”.
normally you wouldn't have cared, but every day after he got home he was clearly stressed, even if he always admitted the opposite. after taking a quick shower, saigiku would lock himself in his studio to still work. you'd have liked to at least lend him a hand, even if that wouldn't have meant knowing the true nature of his job.
also, he was often on call with other people whose names you didn't know, probably his colleagues, discussing some kind of problem at work.
you completely ignored the severity of their tasks.
today was no different from other nights: the side of the mattress next to you was cold, it being untouched from your lover; the only sounds you could hear were the ones of your own breath; you felt incredibly lonely, as if no one else lived in that house.
and yes, a bit jealous of his associates.
you sighed as you looked at your bedroom's ceiling.
of course jōno had to think about his job and spend time with his colleagues, but also you were a person present in his life who deserved a bit of his company, weren't you?
[ ☆ ] as minutes and minutes passed, you took courage and went to confront saigiku about your feelings on the matter.
[ ☆ ] surprisingly, he proved to be very understanding and he apologized for his inattentive, careless behaviour.
[ ☆ ] “despite my demeanor, i'd like to let you know that you are not a nuisance in this relationship. i won't make the same mistake twice, you can be sure of that”.
[ ☆ ] and he really means it. jōno is a man of his word.
TECCHŌ SUEHIRO :
it didn't happen anything particular that day; the windy weather brought a cold but bearable air, which only made you slightly shiver.
however, along with it, a melancholic feeling was slowly breaking through your heart, like a swift arrow trying to pierce its distant target.
the said disgressing sensation was indeed persistent in its purpose of spoiling your mood, not wanting to leave you even for an instant. it metaphorically resembled a shadow, always in your company even in the moments when you absently forgot it.
you knew that there was no reason to feel upset, it was just one of those bad days that were a part of this miserable, sorrowful yet beautiful life.
nevertheless, you asked yourself why you had to be in that state in that specific evening.
“[name], do you have any idea what to order?”
you looked up from your menu to where your boyfriend was, or sitted in front of you, and you slightly sighed while a shy grin made his way to your lips.
he was ethereal in his suit.
“not yet, there are too many delicacies to choose from. what about you?”
“to tell the truth, me neither. i'll ask the waiters to wait a few more minutes.”
that specific evening was a date with your partner, who was usually busy at work to spend his time with you - and you too were busy with your job and private life, for the matter. it was rare to have moments like those, to forget about the rest and enjoy a peaceful moment together.
coincidentally, however, you didn't feel very well; you had little to no energy that wouldn't have been enough for you to hide your discomfort. yet you didn't want to talk about it to him, you didn't want to bother suehiro on such an uncommon occasion.
after some time, a staff's member came up to your table and you two said your own orders. you couldn't help but notice that all the time they looked at your boyfriend, almost ignoring your presence, and you felt a bit uneasy.
tetchō was a kind of oblivious person in regard of others' attempt to flirt with him, he didn't really notice nor cared about it. neither you normally did, but in moments like those you clung to anything slightly suspicious and immediately saw the worst possible scenario.
i'm just exaggerating, that's for sure. gosh, i'm really tired, my head seems to be imploding.
when they left, your boyfriend took your hand in his.
“by the way, we haven't discussed properly about our lives yet. how are you doing, my dear? did anything worth, or not, mentioning happen?” he asked with his gentle voice, eyes fixed on yours.
suehiro was a kind and caring soul, though not without his own secrets. when he told you about his job, you were a bit skeptical at first; however, after truly knowing him, you found out that he wasn't as merciless as it seemed: he had a big heart, seeking justice for those who couldn't afford to find it for themselves.
certainly, not always in the most desiderable way possible.
as the evening went by, that staff member found any excuse to go back to your table and talk to your partner. you had no energy to reply back or to talk about your discomfort to tetchō, so you remained silent while uneasiness was devouring your heart.
tetchō, being the polite person he was, didn't cause any fuss nor he noticed their intentions; he always responded calmly at them, ending up talking to them more than you.
[ ☆ ] after paying for dinner, you both headed to his car, respectively sitting on the driver's and passenger's seats.
[ ☆ ] “i... i would like to talk to you about something; i'm not really sure how to say it, though,” you said in a whisper, looking at your intertwined fingers that were laying on your lap, not wanting to face him.
[ ☆ ] “love, you don't have to say anything that you wouldn't prefer to disclose. perhaps, it'd be better if we were in a more quiet place?”, your partner genuinely asked, worried about your well-being.
[ ☆ ] you silently nodded.
[ ☆ ] he drove for a while, then parked in front of the sea. it was a quiet night.
[ ☆ ] “would it be okay for you if i vented right now?”
[ ☆ ] “of course, [name].”
[ ☆ ] so you started your monologue, from your negative thoughts to the staff person at the restaurant, not without biting your lips to avoid crying. you felt miserable.
[ ☆ ] tetchō, after you finished, asked if he could hug you.
[ ☆ ] whatever your answer is, he wouldn't complain.
[ ☆ ] “i'm terribly sorry for not having noticed your state. next time, please, let me know and don't feel forced at all to do anything you don't want to.”
[ ☆ ] “also, when you ever feel like this, keep in mind that i love only you.” <3
RANPO EDOGAWA :
[ ☆ ] before starting with the request...
[ ☆ ] i think you and him, at the beginning of your dating story, had a mutual agreement to absolutely respect your personal spaces.
[ ☆ ] what i mean, in this case, is that ranpo would never use his great deduction-skills on you without your permission.
[ ☆ ] this rule allows you to decide what you want to share and what not with him, instead of being read like a book in five seconds and not having a minimum of privacy.
[ ☆ ] so, he wouldn't understand right away if something (or someone) is making you uncomfortable (and this is true in general, in every kind of relationship communication is the key).
[ ☆ ] anyway, it was a day like another...
ranpo had many cases to solve, along with different candy shops to explore for the sake of his own palate. they were sorted with all kinds of sweets, from lollipops to colorful marshmallows to mini cakes. your boyfriend's eyes were full of pure joy at the sight of all those delicacies.
you softly sighed, a small smile was forming on your lips. there weren't many things that ranpo enjoyed, so you were glad that he found in sweet treats something that piqued his interest.
after purchasing the greatest detective’s favourite snacks, you two proceeded with the pursuance of his case. normally, he would go out with his other colleagues, but today he asked for your sole presence. perhaps it was his way to spend time with you, since his daily schedule was usually full.
“remind me again, what else we need to do? we solved this case, didn't we?” ranpo genuinely asked, picking a fruit jelly from its package and offering it to you.
“almost,” you replied, swallowing the candy while muttering a quick ‘thank you’. you took from your backpack the folder containing all information about the case - being one of the detective agency's secretaries had its advantages - and then you checked the texts on your phone. “now, now... ah, yes. one of the victim's sibling, who is also their legal guardian and a witness to this case, wants to talk to us; kunikida said that you could be familiar with them. their name is...” you pronounced it.
“oh, right, i know them! they were involved in another case, many years ago. at the time i was twenty and, since we had the same age, the president let me keep them company”.
“it could be that they just discovered that you were assigned to this case, so it's kind of an opportunity to reconnect with you” you thought aloud, attempting to steal a marshmallow from your boyfriend, widely grinning after succeding in it.
ranpo jokingly pouted, “hey! i bought them with my own money”, and in response you kissed him.
“you jerk...” ranpo murmured, biting his bottom lip, clearly trying to hide his smile.
you two continued to tease each other on the way to the agency; when you arrived at your workplace, you composed yourselves and went to the hall, where the victim's sibling was waiting for ranpo.
you decided to leave your partner some space and went to the coffee table, filling your personal mug with the sour drink. you took a sip of it, and in the meantime you set up your messy desk, writing down in your notebook the main information about the case, which you would then have to write as a report.
you could hear the two of them chatting about their first encounter, laughing of the old days, and a tinge of jealousy formed in your heart.
ranpo wasn't one to befriend with witnesses nor victims, as all the agency members he was professional when the time came, however they seemed pretty close...
i should concentrate on my work. why am i even thinking about such shallow matters? we are literally dating and they are a witness, that's all. i'm just overthinking things.
nevertheless, you lifted up your gaze, anxiety creeping within you. they were still talking, but the witness had put a hand on ranpo's shoulder.
you freezed. ranpo detested physical contact, only a few people could dare to touch him; yet he didn't move.
maybe they were dating those years ago? ranpo seems comfortable with them. of course he would, they are nice, beautiful, and they have an angelic voice. they seem to have all the qualities that i lack of. no wonder that-
you slapped yourself mentally. you had to focus on your notes or else you could end up indulging more in those thoughts.
“thank you again, i'm grateful for your work in regard of my sibling. now i shall take my leave,” you heard saying, then the witness quickly left the agency quarters.
you slowly sighed in relief, although you felt bad for what you have thought; you shouldn't have doubted ranpo's loyalty and trust. gosh, why were you such a mess?
you took your head in your hands, closing your eyelids; though you didn't notice your boyfriend, who was reaching your side.
“[name], what's the matter?” he whispered, not wanting to scare you.
[ ☆ ] he sat on your lap while you explained him the situation.
[ ☆ ] ur man would reassure you with cuddles and snacks, along with kind words.
[ ☆ ] “i won't lie, that touch made me a bit uncomfortable, but they didn't know that i generally despise it. plus, for me they are just a witness, nothing more.”
[ ☆ ] “my dear, i love you and you only. let's head home to spend time together, shall we?”
FYODOR DOSTOEVSKIJ :
[ ☆ ] i imagine fyodor being someone that goes frequently to libraries, spending hours sitting on a wooden chair, reading books of every kind, mainly the classic, philosophical and psychological ones, which explore human nature.
[ ☆ ] if given the opportunity, he would gladly talk about his opinions on various topics.
[ ☆ ] though, he only talks about it in depth with a trusted person with whom he finds himself at ease.
[ ☆ ] so it kinda became your thing to talk about different matters and ideas in the said quiet place.
[ ☆ ] in this one-shot i used the russian diminutive of the name fyodor, that is “fedya” (федя).
as you entered the gothic library, you detected the familiar scent of old books. the atmosphere of the past still lingered between those walls, there were few traces of the modern world there - as if one wanted to maintain the grandeur of the building.
that hadn't really been a great day for you, your self-esteem wasn't the best and you sure needed some kind of comfort. you silently hoped that fyodor would bring you reassurance through his silvery voice and crisp speeches.
you headed to the philosophy & psychology section, remembering that your partner informed you of his location beforehand.
you found him reading an old tome and at the same time writing something down on his notebook.
“hi, fedya,” you murmured, placing a hand on his shoulder. although you couldn't see it, the corners of his lips rose in an affectionate smile. “good afternoon, darling”.
you took a seat next to him, watching intently the way he was smoothly writing on the white paper. strands of dark hair adorned his pale, delicate skin while his amethyst eyes, illuminated by the light of the room, were softly glimmering at the book's pages.
how could an almost angelic being like him be with you? probably, it would always remain a mystery.
“fyodor, i'm back- oh? who are they?” someone behind both of you asked.
you jumped on the spot, surprised by the new voice; turning around, you looked at the person who had just spoken. you were certain that they weren't someone you knew, perhaps they were a fyodor's friend?
“they are [name], my partner,” your boyfriend replied calmly, without turning back. “and [name], they are a regular customer of the library as us, we met just a few hours ago”. precise and concise as always, without saying more than necessary.
“oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. i didn't think that a bookworm like him could have a partner,” they jokingly said, causing you to stiff in your chair.
“the pleasure is mine,” you returned the greeting, although you were a bit skeptical of the new... acquaintance.
as they and fyodor, close-knit, began talking about some philosopher you did know nothing about, insecurities invaded your mind.
now, fyodor wasn't one to befriend people so easily, was he? it was rare of him to be interested in people, unlike material goods, which seemed to greatly satisfy him, to fill the void in his heart. you felt foolish and terrible for thinking such things, but maybe... just maybe...
“i apologise folks, but i must bid you farewell,” the person near fyodor said in a fake melodramatic tone, standing up and putting on their coat, “i hope we'll meet again”.
[ ☆ ] some moments later, you laid your head on the table, snorting at yourself for being so insecure.
[ ☆ ] i hc fyodor to be someone who reads body language well, so of course he knew what you were thinking all this time.
[ ☆ ] “i must say, i am not usually fond of people, you know for sure. but, in spite of this, i can say that you, my dear, are an exception. you are my one and only. truly”.
[ ☆ ] jjk reference who.
[ ☆ ] fyodor uses words to reassure you ! he's not really a hugger.
NIKOLAI GOGOL :
[ ☆ ] let's forget for the time being that he's a wanted t3rror!st, shall we?
[ ☆ ] obviously i'm not asking this because otherwise i wouldn't know what to write for this one-shot, pff haha why would you assume such a thing/s
[ ☆ ] nikolai couldn't you have a normal job or smth you f*cker/lh/j
[ ☆ ] anyway, in this one-shot i used the russian diminutive of the name nikolai, that is “kolya” (коля).
having an outgoing personality allowed nikolai to easily get to know people: his friendly and warm nature captured the hearts of others, as a comfortable sweater on one's figure, making it almost difficult to ignore him.
of course, there were some that found his unreserved temperament to be a source of annoyance, which however your boyfriend didn't care about at all.
perhaps it was this nonchalance of his that made you fell in love with kolya, the way it didn't matter to him what the others thought of him as long as he could do whatever he desired.
“babe, are you listening to me?”, a familiar, husky but pleasant voice brought you back to reality.
your boyfriend, who was sitting next to you, was looking at you with a confused expression.
“oh, sorry kolya, i was lost in thought. what were you saying?”
“i was wondering whether you wanted popcorns - and sharing them with me - or something else” he explained while running a hand through his hair. “the others already ordered their snacks for the movie”.
“popcorns are just fine,” you replied with a hint of a smile, “thank you”.
he leaned over slightly to leave a kiss on your lips. “no problem. extra large cup, 'm i right?”, you quickly nodded. then he stood up, heading to the cashier.
the so-called ‘others’ were a bunch of people about your age, that you and nikolai had just met there, at the cinema's hallway, waiting to enter the movie room. coincidentally, kolya found out that your seats were close, so why shouldn't you all befriend?
truth was that, despite being constantly reminded by your boyfriend that he truly loved and adored you, your self-esteem wasn't the best; many people admired him, so why did he chose you? and, too preoccupied to pay attention to your (untruthful) thoughts, you had no energy to socialise and talk to complete strangers.
“i'm here~ oh, we can enter in the room now!” your partner exclaimed; one of his arms was holding the huge portion of popcorn, while the other went to loosely rest on your waist.
he had noticed your bad mood, it was just that he didn't know how to approach it and if it was the best decision to make anyway. he was the type to joking around to lift up others' mood, but openly talk about it? it wasn't really his thing, mainly because he wasn't so in touch with his feelings as he seemed to be.
you two followed the new-formed group, discussing the possible endings and plot-twists of the movie, even though you all had only watched the trailer.
after taking your seats, the movie started.
some time passed, between a scene and another; nikolai talked a bit with you and a bit with the other person next to him, but then he arrived at a point where he was speaking only to them and you were the one eating your shared popcorn.
i must not get upset. there's nothing wrong with what they are doing, they are simply having a conversation, aren't they? why am i so f*cking irritable today?
you couldn't lie to yourself, you felt a little neglected by the whole thing; it would have been a different story if that had been an evening with friends, however they were just an unknown person. but they weren't doing anything strange, right?
[ ☆ ] as you continued to ignore your susceptibility by being silent instead of speak up, the movie ended and so, after saying goodbye to the ‘others’, you two left the cinema.
[ ☆ ] at the cinema's exit, you took your boyfriend's hand and started playing with his fingers, a sign that you were nervous.
[ ☆ ] a few minutes later, nikolai stopped his footsteps and looked at you, forcing you to stand in front of his eyes.
[ ☆ ] “my love, what's wrong? y'know you can tell me anything”
[ ☆ ] “kolya it's nothing-”
[ ☆ ] “[name]... if you don't feel like explaining it to me right now, it's fine. but, don't lie to me, please.”
[ ☆ ] after some hesitant moments, you started talking about your feelings in regard of the previous situation.
[ ☆ ] nikolai waited in silence, while he was hugging you, leaving some soft kisses on your face, there and there, to encourage you to talk.
[ ☆ ] in the end he would reassure you a lot !!
[ ☆ ] and he would make up for that night doing a movie marathon at his place with you and you only.
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[ do not copy, translate, repost, etc. | by @ elf-osamu ]
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heehee hi again!! im here for the event :D how about "is that my shirt?" + zhongli ?? is this how you do it help
- 🔶 anon
𖥻 characters... zhongli x gn!reader
𖥻 genre... fluff oneshot!!!!
𖥻 warnings... gender neutral!reader, modern setting, established relationship but not specificed, zhongli calls u terms of endearment, height difference?? :blushes:, cuddles!!!! at the end!!! :D
𖥻 a.n... LOLOLOL dw 🔶 anon u n me both tbh,,, i think zhongli is perfect for this prompt even though i think he's worn the same suit everyday for the past six thousand years urhurfhu his reaction would be very sweet me thinks ANW THANK U FOR PARTICIPATING IN THE EVENT I HOPE U ENJOY MY DEAR <3
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zhongli had been pretty busy as of late. not only had he been coming home later after nights out with that shady fatui guy, but when he was home, he seemed to be preoccupied with another thought.
while he did respond to you, he always seemed absent minded. you weren't sure what it was, all the years you two had spent together, never once had he acted like this.
now naturally, you think "how can i pique the interest of a god that's been around long enough to see everything?" and it had left you stumped for days. you were racking your brain for all sorts of ideas to make morax pay attention to you again.
you were close to giving up when on your walk back home from a trip, you overheard a couple talking.
"wahh you're so tiny~ i could just use ya as my armrest~" the taller one teased, resulting them in a pouty shorter partner.
"shut up! i'll hoard all your clothes again!" the smaller one stamped away, the taller one chuckling as they ran after their partner.
"well you looked so cute, i wouldn't mind that!" that comment made you perk up. in all your time with zhongli, you had never once thought about stealing one of his shirts. not because of any particular reason, you just hadn't felt the need to since zhongli often offered to take you shopping (that you ended up paying for, of course).
their voices grew distant as you strayed away from the main path, onto the path that would lead you back home.
you took your time to walk back, admiring the view the walk to your home provided while you finalised your plan. you hummed and smiled to yourself, slightly hurrying your pace to put your plan into action.
upon arriving back home, you checked every nook and corner to make sure zhongli wasn't home yet. you checked the living room, the bedrooms, the bathrooms, the kitchen and even the garden outside just to be extra precautious.
once you were certain he was still out, you snuck into morax's closet. you marvelled at the tidiness of it, there were identical suits neatly lined up on hangers and similarly identical shirts tucked beneath.
you shifted your weight onto one leg as you considered which group to take from, the sleep shirts or the suits he wears everyday. you took a suit and a white tee and walked over to the mirror, switching between the two to see which one would look better.
you opted with the shirt, deciding that the suit was too fancy for the occasion (maybe you'd wear it next time if today went successful).
after changing, you took a look at yourself, bottom lip jutted out and eyebrows raised in surprise with how good you looked. you took a minute to admire yourself, there was something appealing about being dressed in his shirt that left you feeling giddy.
the floor felt cold beneath your feet as your pranced around the room, the grin on your face was self explanatory.
you checked the time, seeing that you had a couple hours until zhongli would be home. you finished the remaining chores while humming, time seeming to pass by faster than you had expected.
by the time you were done, you could hear the tell tale sounds of the geo archon making his way home. you rushed up the stairs, hiding away from zhongli.
"darling, i'm home!" he called out from the doorway.
from where you hid, the sound of keys jingling as well as the sound of zhongli taking off his shoes and getting comfortable in the living room were loud and clear. you knew now was the perfect time to put your plan into motion.
"i'll be down in a minute, love! would you like a cup of tea?" a sound resembling a hum of approval could be heard and you couldn't help but smile.
however...
you peeked over the railing, watching zhongli take a seat on one of the chairs near the window looking over liyue, feeling your palms grow sweatier the longer you stalled.
the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, crickets chirping, dogs playing around with each other and people chattering was no longer something you paid any mind to, getting used to it all after being in liyue for so long. it was a constant buzz of noise that reminded you of the life surrounding you, it was something you used to ground yourself when times called for it.
it had helped zhongli too. when he got the blues, you would be the one to run to his side and remind him that although time moved fast around him, life was unchanging.
however, right now it seemed as though what you had once considered mindless white noise was now overstimulating, causing you to stumble further into your worries.
you looked down at your attire, making sure everything looked right. you picked and pulled at the parts that stuck to your skin, anything you could to make some last minute adjustments. the white tee fell baggy on you, reaching down to your mid thigh. you had debated on wearing shorts or sweats underneath, opting to go with a pair of shorts to, hopefully, be more eye catching (and because it's summer and sweats aren't exactly ideal in the humid summer evening).
though you were no longer sure how you felt about your appearance, being wrapped in zhongli's elegant scent helped get you back on track. you took a couple of deep breaths to clear your head, hardening your gaze with a new found (faux) confidence.
with long, dramatic strides down the stairs, you made sure to go as slowly as possible to build up the atmosphere. when you reached the bottom, you made sure that the geo archon noticed your presence.
at first, morax didn't look up from where he was staring off into space, only greeting you in passing with a hum. you exhaled through your nose, expecting a bigger reaction.
you shook your head, ridding yourself of your early disappointment, determined to earn his attention. you moved over to the kitchen, preparing a cup of tea for both you and zhongli, using the matching cup set he insisted on getting and his favourite tea blend.
"here you go, my dear." you waved the cup in front of his face, hoping to snap him out of his reverie. the man in front of you subtly jumped, but looked up to smile at you and accept the cup of tea.
you stood frozen in your spot for a couple of seconds, unsure of how to feel, how...how hadn't he noticed? you pursed your lips, taking a seat across from him and looked out the window. you did so in a melodramatic way, trying anything at this point for him to finally take notice of you.
thankfully, it didn't take long. after closing his eyes to savour a sip from his tea, zhongli's eyes shot open and looked over to your direction. he was still and silent, mouth still attached to the cup yet he wasn't sipping anymore tea.
"is... is that my shirt?" zhongli set the cup down on the table in front of him, eyes still trained on you. you giggled at the wide eyed man in front of you, the expression on his face wasn't one you saw very often, but it was greatly appreciated when you had the opportunity to see it.
"why yes, it is. do you have any qualms against me wearing it?" you teased, giggling in between your words.
"no no, it's not that..." zhongli trailed off, unable to look away from the way the shirt fell on you, with an indescribable expression. you tilted your head to the side in confusion, unsure of what he was feeling by his reaction, or more so, lack there of.
"well... for a lack of a better term, you look very huggable, my love." the geo archon said so with a straight face you just couldn't stop yourself from laughing.
he couldn't take his eyes off you, completely enamoured with the way his shirt looked on you. you took note of the way he scooted closer to you, his fingers playing with themselves to stop himself from holding you.
everywhere you went, he trailed after you like a lost puppy. when you went to wash your now empty teacups, he followed you, going as far as to offer to do it for you.
when you sat on the couch, he sat right beside you, despite the amount of space left. after a while of the two of you watching the tv in silence, you felt a weight on your head.
you furrowed your eyebrows and only got halfway to tilting your head upwards before the hand on your head pushed your head back down, forcing you to turn your attention back to the tv.
wordlessly, zhongli kept petting your hair, and by the gaze you felt on you the entire time, you suspected he was watching you instead of the movie.
that night, after the movie and dinner, zhongli looked at you with puppy eyes, begging for cuddles and who were you to deny him?
there was nothing comfier than being wrapped in zhongli's arms while clad in his shirt, him wearing a matching one while holding you frim behind.
you'd say that today went pretty successful.
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good morning!!!!! I had good number news this morning!!! lotsssss of numbers below, just fyi
I haven't really talked about my goals or current numbers on here, in part bc I was worried that if that was one of the first things I posted, whatever flagging bot gets used on here (I know, it's mostly crusaders who go thru the tags and mass repo blogs that gets us distapeared) would see those things and I'd be on their no-fly list immediately
plus, there's something to be said for the fear of saying something out loud, when I've not been the sort of person to stick to hobbies and things before
BUT
last week, I hit a goal of $125.4 (iirc), which means I hit a simultaneous goal of a 'healthy' -$5/month for 15 months straight, for a total of -$75.00 from my starting balance of $200.00
which, I honestly was having trouble being excited about hitting that goal bc of our common habit of rounding up, so any decimals next to that number it feel like I hadn't actually hit it, and I had worked REALLY HARD to get there, including a multi-mile treadmill walk and everything
BUT
my check in day is monday (start the week off informed!); on tuesday the monthly obnoxiousness started, and most of us who experience that will skip check in days that are close to it bc it messes with our bodies so much, so our measurements will be inaccurate
then, last week was spring break for my internship, but it's only two days a week, so I spent two days last week almost entirely sitting at my computer, working on my course work
meanwhile, in the same week, I clocked THEE MOST hours at my almost entirely outdoor, moderately physical job in about six months aka since about mid-fall, as late fall thru early spring is our slow season and things are now picking back up; I spent the week planting seedlings, repairing fences, running around after babies, and doing deeper cleaning now that things are warmer and deep bedding isn't so much of a priority
which, I spent last summer consistently dropping without thinking too much about it, tbh, and I'm pretty sure now that it's bc of this job (there was other stuff like switching from regular ice cream to halo top, etc, but on the whole I wasn't doing things like counting and I hadn't even made this blog yet)
and for meals this week, I seemed to average just about 1k; some days were higher and others were lower, some days I felt like an unwilling black hole and others I was just... fine after eating a small lunch/dinner (I keep weird hours, it was the final meal of the day for me, idk); plus, no semi-fraught Easter lunch with my family
SO
that brings us to today's check in
$123.2
officially, for realsies, under that $125.00 goal, and also the amount I claimed on my drivers license bc I thought it was funny and it was only a little lower than my actual amount BEFORE UNIVERSITY, AND very genuinely really close to a secret goal I've had since I heard it as a song lyric in 11th grade: $120.00
I know, it's such a silly thing to base a goal off of, and really highlights just how pervasive unrealistic body standards are, that some man stated it as the measure of a fictional grown woman he was writing about who you KNOW he envisioned as being 'curvy' and taller than a literal child
but I'm still gonna hit it
and yep, I'm once of those people who have reduced their goals over time; you think a number sounds really low, and then you find out how much people who look the way you want to measure in at, and realize that if that's where you wanna be, this number isn't going to have you looking like that unless it's mostly muscle, and I'm for sure not mostly muscle
anyways, introspection on societal pressures out of the way, this morning's breakfast was a 1/3 of a cup of egg substitute (50), two low f 'canadian bacon' slices (20 each for 40 together), a slice of lite toast (45) with lite country crock spread (about 1/2 a tblsp, so half of 35), and my coffee (25), so that's a relatively high f and protein breakfast for just under 200 (and of course we round up to the bigger whole number!)
I was hoping to feel satiated from that, but it's not quite hitting like yesterday's grilled cheese did; ah, well, just one more data point to take note of!
now, fingers crossed I can finish this presentation before work this morning!!!
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Fanart of The Underwater Scene from @psychopomp-enthusiast's To Mourn The Living!
What if that "unnamed" expression on MC's face was awe? Surprise? At the tender look he doesn't know he's capable of giving as he takes in the view in front of him. What if he was so caught up in the beauty he saw that he didn't realise his own. What if I went insane. POV characters describing things in too much detail because they're SIMPS my beloved.
I might have spent like 12 hours total on this oh my god what the fuck. Anyway.
Did you know that Photoshop has a gradient feature? And also that Blade has a reference sheet? I didn't until I had to figure out how to draw this
I don't do fanart very often because well what if it's not good enough but nothing will ever be good enough and to be honest I really enjoyed drawing this actually! Look at the crab. MVP tbh
This is also lowkey the first time I've done highlights. I just loooove the way they did Argenti's. Like look at it. Wow! Amazing design. I still think I did it a bit weird (Just don't look at Blade too hard) but I kinda like that MC's highlights are a bit like shooting stars hehe. I think it's cute
I didn't want the swimsuit to be flat colour, so scales again! Also the Xianzhou canonically has native seahorses, so! I just felt like adding that learned fact here
Blade's shirt is very intentionally similar to his usual outfit. In the fanfic it's mentioned that he wears basically the same thing everyday, voluntarily, and TMTL is about respecting his wishes, so (I'm mostly joking).
I feel like I should've made things more reflective to get what Blade was describing, but I'm not sure how else to do that :(
(To the author: Can I post this to my Instagram and should I tag you?)
#I put on music and zone out for several hours drawing#Anyway DesignDoll my beloved#Also I accidentally made Blade and MC's skintones almost similar#If I recall I took the colour for MC from art of Lily sooo x reader fr man what can I say#sweetmountainseeds#my art#To Mourn The Living#Honkai Star Rail#Hsr Blade#Honkai Star Rail Blade
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OC RAMBLES: MOLOTOV
I'm suddenly inspired, so I wanna talk about Molotov for a little here. Doing this for myself mostly but if anybody feels like reading, HOORAY-- asks always welcome ofc
He's existential as fuck. Like, really existential. He gets philosophical with it, too, so much that he gets trapped in his own thoughts a lot; he can disassociate for hours, especially at night or when it's quiet & he's alone. He wonders about who made him, and why. Being surrounded by living things when he barely considers himself one is.. tough. He especially struggles with the idea of having a family.
He can't feel most (physical) things. Temperature and pain are some of the biggest examples of these, but others include things like itches, tickles, hunger, thirst, etc. He can, however, sense pressure, so that's one of the things that brings him the most comfort. He can only really feel touch as we do in more sensitive places like his face (especially his nose).
Other than his lack of sense of touch, his other senses work fine. He hears fine, sees fine, hears fine, he can even taste-- one thing he can't (shouldn't) do, however, is consume food or drink. Mostly because it doesn't really go anywhere, and if food isn't decomposed by the body, it decomposes itself, and he doesn't need to experience that... not inside his body, anyway.
He tends to be a little hyperactive, but he can focus on things for long periods of time, too. Early on in his life, he spent most of his time studying, and willingly spent literal days with his face buried in books. This became a bit of a problem later on, though, because he loses track of time quite easily, and a day at the library is more often than not cut short by closing time.
BIIIIIG fan of R&B. Music in general is amazing, but he especially likes the almost poetic nature of R&B and rap music. Sure, most of the time the lyrics can be a little.. interesting to pay attention to, but he really sees himself in some of the songs. He's the type to say that "(X music writer) is a genius".
Despite his enthusiasm for knowledge and studying, he isn't very "street smart" outside the battlefield. Sure, he can fight, but he'll be nice to anyone. He can't really read people, so "shade" isn't really one of his worries. There's good in everyone if you just look hard enough, dig deep enough. Violence should be a last resort.
His years outside his cabin were spent on the streets. He was a nomad, travelling wherever destiny took him, working with and selling whatever he could. His main interests are weaponry & explosives, so he mostly built those and illegally sold them. Thanks to his ties to that, he was caught in fights quite often.
He never liked staying in a single place for long, mostly because resources quickly ran dry. Finding salvagable material is rare enough, so he saved what he could and his inventory rotated accordingly.
Without the need for eating or drinking, most of his money was spent on materials, bullets, or cigarettes. If he didn't buy these, he traded for them.
There are dents and burns along his body, but somehow no bullet holes. More often than not, he was on the shooting side.
No matter how low resources got, he used to always keep a rifle and a few bombs with him, just for self-defense. He gave those up eventually when he stopped associating with that life.
After he settled down, he became a tutor! Finally being able to put his knowledge to use in ways other than building weapons is like a dream. He'd become a teacher if he didn't need to go to college for that, but his lack of an education prevents him from it.
So that's about it for the time being, mostly because I don't know what else to write but. YAY MOLO
If this gets enough positive feedback (any at all tbh) maybe I'll write some more,,,, if I have the time
again, asks are welcomed and encouraged, thanks for taking the time to read :)
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I-did-not-mean-to, how are you?
are your may requests still open? what about commuter au with lift engineer with I can stay long I just had to see you
If you are comfortable, basically elevator sex 👀
with any elf of your choice 💕
Hello anon, I'm okay...(fell down the Silm rabbit-hole tbh)
But, anyway...Here's your ficlet, sorry for the delay :(
I made it a little spicy, so be advised :D
Words: 1,8 k
Warnings: NSFW, SMUT!!!, Haldir is an idiot lol
It was a spur of the moment decision that would not look good on your résumé at all were it ever found out, but the opportunity was too good to let it pass.
You were not stalking him, certainly not, but you just so happened to know that Haldir got out of the subway almost every day around 7:37 and then took the elevator up to the street in which his workplace – he was no less than the head of security of Lórien Inc. – was situated.
This sliver of information had been betrayed by the badge – neatly tucked into the back pocket of his jeans – rather than by his own confession though, and a pang of bad conscience hit you as you watched the monitor on which he had just appeared intently.
From this moment onward, it would be a game of chance and probability, you told yourself warningly; to your surprise and his bad luck, he got into the small cabin alone – a rarity at this time of day – and, as soon as the doors had closed in screeching protest, you turned off the current, effectively trapping it midway.
Maybe, you had scheduled your inspection – completely above board for you truly were a lift engineer, not that he’d ever asked about what it was you did for a living – so that you might get a glimpse of the man you had invited to your flat a few nights ago and who had simply vanished before breakfast.
It had not even been a random fling in a bar either; you had known him from sight and always thought that he was very handsome even if a little too serious.
That night though, after a few glasses, he had smiled at you and one thing had led to another; you had been happy and elated to have taken that first step, only to know the rudest awakening of your life when he had snuck out before you had even awoken.
The disappointment and the sting of rejection had not sat comfortably, and – shrugging helplessly at the subway employee – you set out to confront Haldir about it.
Haldir looked at his watch again; he was not the type of man to suffer from nerves easily, but he was alone in the cabin, and he was not sure how long he could be stuck before anyone even noticed that he was missing.
The city was cut-throat, and Galadriel was not in the office on this day, so it was rather improbable that anyone would so much as bat an eye at one of the elevators malfunctioning; they’d simply take another one.
Likewise, people at work would surmise that he had finally taken their advice not to come in so early only to sit around making other people nervous by watching them like a hawk when there was no threat on the horizon.
Always better than to be locked in with a hysterical or claustrophobic person, he thought, for Haldir was only too aware of the fact that he was not good at talking to people and even less at assuaging their fears and doubts.
This almost laughable shortcoming was the very reason he had ruined his chances with a woman he had truly enjoyed; like an idiot, he had lain awake for an hour, careful not to stare at her while she slept, before giving up on finding the right words to express how much he had savoured their time together.
Finally, he had stolen away like a thief in the night, and he hated himself for it because he had seen potential in the way they had just clicked; she didn’t mind his taciturn spells and the sex had been beyond amazing.
As per usual though, Haldir had found a way to ruin every chance at bliss thrown his way and he was painfully aware of it as the recollection of the minutes spent in her arms kept haunting every step he took.
When a grinding, screeching noise resounded, his head snapped up in alarm only to be presented with an oddly familiar, very shapely behind and a pair of long legs dangling from the opening in the ceiling of the small cabin.
“I can’t stay long, I just had to see you!”
Oh, he knew that voice; he had heard that voice moan his name until it melted into a puddle of vague vowels; his heart stopped.
“What are you doing here?”
He looked utterly baffled and – had he not been so blindingly handsome in his three-piece suit – you would have fully relished that moment of triumph, but – as you really didn’t have much time before your little manoeuvre became highly suspicious – you simply placed both of your hands flat against his chest and gave him a hard shove.
“You could have been courteous enough to say goodbye, don’t you think?” you growled, trying not to be swayed by the earnest regret and guilt in his deep eyes that made you feel like you could see the sky despite being surrounded by sterile steel walls on all sides.
“I didn’t know how,” he muttered.
“Was I that awful? Did it really mean that little?” you spat at the same time, biting back the clichéd ‘I thought you were different’ even though it was on the tip of your tongue.
“No,” he interrupted you in a hard tone, pushing back against your hands as if he was eager to feel your warmth seep through the elegant fabrics, “I simply didn’t know what to say to you, and the more I thought about it, the less I found the right words. It was wrong of me, forgive me!”
You had expected everything: mockery, denial, even feigned anger or outright dismissal, but you were unprepared to deal with the wounded expression of knocked pride writ plain on the delicate but strong features of his marble face.
“Show me then,” you demanded when you realised that – even now – he would not go on; his jaw was set and trembling under the strain of preventing incautious words from tumbling out haphazardly.
Before you could brace, he had pounced on you like a big, sleek cat, his strong arms wrapping around your middle and his lips shifting frantically from your neck to your lips and back.
“I wanted to stay,” he breathed against your skin, “but I couldn’t face you. A woman like you deserves better words than I could come up with in that moment.”
You could imagine him – lying awake, ruminating, chewing the words that dripped one by one from his dazed brain into his mouth – and the very thought fired up your hunger; maybe, you had literally fucked his brains out.
Time was ticking, but by now, you didn’t even care about it anymore because his hands slid under the stiff fabric of your professionally demure skirt to grab your ass passionately as he pushed you up against the cold cabin wall.
“I’ve thought about you though, all the time,” he confessed breathlessly before his lips plundered yours once more, despair and boundless greed making his movements slightly less controlled than you remembered.
Already, you could feel the solid ridge of his erection dig against your most sensitive flesh through the paper-thin silk of your sinfully impractical underwear and you moaned into his mouth to keep him going.
“You deserve so much better,” he moaned, pulsing against you as if unaware of the layers of clothing preventing any actual penetration, “but God, how I missed you.”
Encouraged by his self-forgotten passion, you tugged his shirt out of the trousers and undid as many buttons as you could to slide your own hands under the fabric and across the expanse of his chest – heaving with lust – while his fingers pushed your panties aside to plunge into the waiting heat of your arousal.
“Do you…” he asked as if the slick proof coating his fingers were not convincing enough and groaned when you pushed against his searching fingers shamelessly.
“Make haste,” you begged, driven by an urgency that was only partially due to the employee waiting for your return patiently.
He undid his zipper one-handedly and before you could drive him on any further, he had pushed inside you, holding you up with his other arm.
Your mouth roamed hungrily across every inch of skin you could reach while he pounded into you, making the whole cabin rock with the intensity of all the sensations and emotions he could not put into words.
Sinking your teeth into his shoulder to stifle the moans and whimpers as he but grazed all those spots you wanted him to touch you in at his leisure, you cursed the fact that you were in a semi-public space and that you had no time nor inclination to spread out on the dirty floor of a subway elevator for him to feast on you as you both deserved.
It was a short but intense intermezzo that left your legs trembling as you adjusted your clothes as best you could while he rested his forehead against your shoulder in a rare display of vulnerability.
This was not how he had imagined his commute to work, and the intensity of the unexpected climax left him disoriented and sluggish when he needed to be completely focused for work.
“I have to return,” you said after clearing your throat.
“I want you still,” he replied as if he had not heard you, “I want to make you scream. Loudly.”
Not a man of many words indeed, you thought, and a feline grin stretched your generous mouth into a feast he could not resist, kissing you once more as if his life depended on it.
“You know where I live, huh?” you smiled as he gave you a boost to get you out of the cabin again, peppering small, titillating kisses into the back of your knee joints adoringly.
“I’ll be there,” he promised, already making plans to send one of his employees to buy champagne and chocolate as another wordless form of apology.
“I’m counting on it, Haldir,” you laughed, “because this? It’s not over.”
Spreading your legs one last time to give him a preview of what awaited him at the end of the day, you made your way back to the office of the subway where you proudly announced that all was in order.
“Yes, I’ve heard that you had to adjust some things,” the employee nodded sagely, and you bit back a snort, “we are truly lucky that you were here to fix it right away. Poor chap who was trapped.”
“Oh, he was a proper soldier,” you replied in a light tone, “I think he’ll be alright.”
And with a cheery wave, you signed the papers, and were on your way to start your actual work – and there was a lot of it on this day – that had to be completed before you would see your renegade lover again.
So, there we are...I love my anons (how are you doing dears?) but it makes me kind of nervous to write spice for them 🙈
Either way, @fellowshipofthefics here's another one for the May Challenge :D
Lots of love from me...
@shalini I hope you'll find this and like it :(
#fanfiction#fotfics may challenge#fotfics#Haldir x reader#haldir of lothlorien#Modern!AU#Lift engineer#Commuter AU#SPICE#*NSFW#*SMUT#lemons in a lift
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HEHEHEHHEE YES OKAY OKAY SO
danny canonically (well, canon enough, it was a remark from the developers) has npd right. and I have hpd and bpd and they share a lot of symptoms, being cluster b personality disorders and all. so I can proudly say
that man has awful identity issues. he spent so long pretending to be other people for praise, attention and safety that he has no idea who "Danny Johnson" is at all. sometimes he isn't even sure he's actually human. he likely dissociates a lot. he only really thought about it a while after he got taken by the entity, seeing there isnt anything to do outside of trials hes likely been in his own mind most of the time.
he may act buddy-buddy with them as a sort of second nature but he's really insecure with himself and so manifests it as hatred for other killers. (it may also be the 'canon' reason ghostface players tend to be very chill with survivors, despite him being a misanthrope. he feels safer with them because he has the cloak of superiority and being a threat with them which he doesnt have with the killers ykyk) after all he's just an average guy with a knife and knowledge on stalking, hes not overly strong without the entity's help, or tall, or supernatural in any way. to him his "backstory" isnt even bad as any of the other killers, to him at least. (it definitely was, man was literally groomed to be a murderer by his dad. but your trauma never looks as bad as the other people's you know)
also hes FTM and was 3 years on T up until he got taken by the entity (his body time kinda paused after that so he didnt revert to being feminine dw). he still has a set of tits and a coochie because in his words "surgery recovery is a waste of time, it will get suspicious if ghostface goes silent for 6 whole months" :3 he's happy with his body though... mostly. anyway thats the reason he's always hunching during trials. cant wear a binder during a chase thatd be inconvenient (please imagine a ghostface coughing and wheezing and begging the survivors to wait for him now. thank you)
he's still silly, a little clumsy but its one of the things he's less insecure about tbh. an all serious ghostface is not fun and not what wes craven would want.
anyway I need him to get a therapist so bad. bbygirl dw you wont lose your spark the spark in question is you dissociating for hours at a time on your apartment bed having a barbie movie moment like "what was I made for..." therapy will help you babygirl I promi-
THESE ARE ALL SUCH FUCKING GOOD HEADCANONS OKOKOK SO
to share my own while i am at it Teehee (i love him so much)
I def agree on the dissociation and fucked up sense of identity, mans is a messed up lil fuck and def needs to go see an entity ordered therapist. I personally def put Danny on the aro spectrum (i dont think ace personally, aroallo moment imo) though i think more on the demi or greyaro side, and if any of the survivors are ever like, flirty he just stares at them and slowly shakes his head because oh no babygirl one thats a bad idea to try and do and two you are not the person my brain has made an exception for thats for fucking sure
(I'm demiromantic myself so I describe it like that bc im basically aromantic until my brain makes an Exception(tm))
Alsoalsoalso very down for him not being friends with the other killers bc hatred and lowkey jealousy but I think he looks at the legion kids and is like "Cool, I'm your uncle now." because they're the only ones like him at all, just normal dudes even smaller than he is because theyre basically just fucked up teenagers so he feels a slight kinship and he definitely doesn't play favorites at all (this is a lie Suzy is his perfect little baby and he goes full cool uncle mode with her 100% all the time)
Also Also because self shipping noises when/if a survivor or killer (im using survivor mostly bc that's where I see myself self insert wise) does catch his interest in a romantic he genuinely just fucking panics and doesn't know what the fuck to do about it. He fumbles with them a lot and suddenly most of his smooth and cool dude exterior? Gone. Vanished. Fumbling even more than usual and it makes him SO MAD so he just.......threatens them a lot and hooks them a lot because fuck you stop making me feel things i hate you but also please just like hold my hand or something what the fuck
When finally the survivor is like DUDE WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DAMAGE and blows up on his ass he's like IDK MAN YOU GIVE ME BIG FEELINGS AND I DON'T LIKE IT COULD YOU STOP MAYBE????
anyways when that shits sorted I imagine it being a mutual (healthy) obsession thing where Danny treats his partner like they're the entity incarnate and partner does similar for him and everyone is disgusted by it but at least everytime partner is around in trials he's nice to them so like they can't complain.
If it was a killer though they would become absolute terrors and no one would be safe ever. Skip through the moldy corn fields holding hands kinda shit. Absolute fucking idiots.
(Also at one point he tries to give partner a bouquet of flowers except it was like 4 dandelions and a leaf and he ate one of the dandelions)
Anyways I love Danny Johnson I am kissing him on the mouth
#gif warning#🗡️ :: personal#🗡️ :: asks#sorz for the infodump and answering 6 hours late i was talking to my qpp and being butch4twink
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10 Video Game Series/Franchise I've Tried But Can't Get Into
Here's a fun little list of game series/franchise that I've tried to get into but just was not and still am not able to. No order to this one.
Final Fantasy Franchise
Now, maybe I've just not tried the right ones here. I've tried some of the games on the Nintendo DS and I believe Crisis Core on the PSP and none of it made me want to really continue playing more games in the franchise.
2. Destiny/Destiny 2
I have spent a decent amount of time in the free version of Destiny 2 and tbh, like it was fun, but it didn't do much to make me want to buy the expansions. The content is just dry and all the weapons just look the same and there no variety in the enemies either. Just doesn't do it for me.
3. Runescape
I'm not sorry if anyone has nostelgia for this one but this game to me is the definition of boring. The combat manages to be even more boring than SWTOR and there's not much direction in the sense of where things are for quests which makes me have to use resources outside the game to know what I need to do for a quest. I also am not a fan of level locked quests too.
4. Assassin's Creed Franchise
I played ACII from start to finish and enjoyed it. Then I tried AC Brotherhood and that was the end for me. Not to mention how later AC games release and some never got fixed like, I just have no interest in more of the games.
5. Need For Speed Franchise
I've tried about three NFS games and the closest I came to enjoying one was NFS 2015 but that one has a separate set of issues that make it not so enjoyable to play. I am very particular about racing games as Forza Horizon 4 and 5 is the standard for me.
6. The Witcher Series
I spent a good amount of time with the first game. The problem is that while the story was interesting and why I played as much as I did, the combat was awful and was why I stopped playing it. I tried the second game but couldn't get past the opening of the game.
7. Ninja Gaiden Series
I tried NG Sigma and it was just button mashing repetitive crap with confusing areas and puzzles that did it for me. I have zero interest in Sigma 2 or NG 3 as I am sure it'll be more of the same.
8. Warframe
A little bit more enjoyable than Destiny 2 but also every area has the same types of missions and that gets old quickly.
9. Star Wars: The Old Republic
SWTOR does good in the area of story and dialogue choice and that's what strung me along for so many hours. Ultimately it was the boring combat that got me to stop playing.
10. Castlevania
Tried to play Lords of Shadow first but the colossus at the beginning of chapter 2 is impossible. Tried Dawn of Sorrow on the DS but didn't like how I'd die and have to start over.
Feel free to share some of yours too!
#video games#castlevania#star wars the old republic#warframe#destiny#destiny 2#need for speed#ninja gaiden#the witcher#runescape#assassin's creed#final fantasy
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Imogen Laudna stuff in it's own separate untagged post. Don't search it out if you love the pairing, I'm not here for drama.
FUCKING fanTASTIC episode!!!! ALL of it!
Looking at the timeline for this, as I finished watching late last night but immediately went to bed rather than typing up my reaction, as I always then spent like, 2 or 3 hours on tumblr after no matter how much I say I'm just going to make my reaction then go to sleep.
We got some solid conversation between the groups, and Laudna's freakout was 100% justified. As much as team wildemount did have their own struggles (and they DID!), it was a much more comforting trip than team issylra, especially with all the downtime they got. (had team issylra gotten those five days of wibbly timeline, i'm not sure if it would have been downtime, or if it would have been hishari drama or other drama.)
At the start of the episode, both my mom and I were a bit confused as to why Ashton was so chipper. However, when they had their conversation with FCG about trying to do better, not necessarily being okay but not being bad either, finding a purpose, actively engaging in friendship rather than avoiding it for fear of being burnt again, THEN it made sense. It's certainly one of the times where I would have preferred Taliesin to show more of the emotional transition on screen, but that's not how Tal RPs, and I'm used to that. 4 Sided Dives/Talks are always the best to find out what's truly going on with Tal's PCs, which is a sign of how much he has the inner life for them, and also (in my slightly negative opinion) a sign of how much he isn't really showing it outright in main campaign. And I admit my usual annoyance with Ashton asking Milo to make something but not verbalizing it so that the cast can be surprised when Taliesin shows whatever it was off. I didn't mind it to start, and it made sense with a lot of Percy's things to not take up time, but I've since learned that Taliesin will just do this all the time and yeah. I'm over it. However, by the end of the episode we know at least that the immovable rod was put in the hammer, as well as the scatter spell crystals, so at the very least we know a good chunk, so I feel better about it.
No real comments on FCG's emotional state, especially re: FRIDA, as he right now seems to be keeping it pushed down. However, I did appreciate how much he pushed back on other party members in regards to the opinions of the gods. Things did get smoothed over a bit more easily than I was expecting it to, based on the comments from 6sd, but at the same time it makes absolute sense as this party really is the 'smooth things over' party, especially when compared with VM and M9. I don't consider it a bad thing, tbh, even though I love the interparty drama, because it's a different dynamic that's being explored.
As I've already talked about getting spoiled about the imodna kiss, I'll keep this section brief. 1) I adore how they clearly forgot how Matt held his face to do Zhudanna and I love that they both nearly lost it. 2) Marisha flailing whenever getting romanced will never not be funny. 3) I actually hope that when we next get her on 4sd, she can talk more about the fact that she built a PC to be 'unromanceable'. We know that Liam had designed Caleb to not have another romance, and we saw how that fell apart. I wonder what her thought process was behind it and how she feels about it going forwards, as Liam made the choice with Caleb to RP the unrequited, and then take the steps for the requited, whereas Laura took the initiative with this romance. 4) Pour one out for my mom who is mourning the platonic friendship that she felt mirrored very strongly a friendship that she has which she was enjoying seeing portrayed.
OKay, the NON-romance stuff! I'm very excited to see how it plays out with both Imogen and Laudna feeling the need for power from sources that they feel they can't trust. Laudna not even being able to admit that she wants the power from Delilah, this could be a very interesting road to go down. AND LUDINUS YOU FUCK. So excited to see where else he's dropping his propaganda. Is it just Marquet? It's GOT to be around all of Exandria, right???
Moving on to Fearne, Chetney, and Orym - I'm a little disappointed they didn't share more information with Ajit, but it was a good conversation nonetheless. There were a few things that he said which made me feel as if Matt was leaving a few options open for if the party wanted to do a few paid tasks in town, a la the Mighty Nein. I didn't see any of them being accepted, but I liked that they were still put out there, even if the party is pretty much mainlining the plot at this point. The bounty hunter sent by the shopkeeper was unexpected (or would have been if I hadn't gotten spoiled, dammit) and was a fun mini-combat! I wonder how long Matt had that sitting in his pocket.
THE DUSKMAVEN. That whole scene was SO good! I was a bit surprised at first with how emotional Orym was, considering he didn't really have a connection with her beforehand, until I realized that this was the first time he's been in any temple since the shit hit the fan. I suspect that no matter WHOSE temple it was, he would have been the same way, with the possible exception of the Dawnfather. Having multiple party members receive a vision was definitely a good play, as this moves from FCG being the only one with actual interaction to four members. Vax as an orb forever screaming? fun times fun times. ...there's the morbid angsty part of me that hopes they share that information with Keyleth who shares it with VM. LOOK I LIKE SOME GOOD HURT/COMFORT SOMETIMES OKAY.
LILLIANA ON RUIDUS. LUDINUS ON RUIDUS. IRA ON RUIDUS TALKING WITH REILORA. oh I cannot WAIT to see how things go from here! MOON'S HAUNTED Y'ALL AND THEY ARE GOING BACK WITH A GUN.
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Diary: T&K Live in Newcastle
Well, it's been so long since I've been to a PUBLIC EVENT, and I have a relatively small number of friends who are part of this fandom, so I figured I'd write a little summary to send into the tumblr ether (where I lurk among T&K content anyway). And, to be honest, mostly for me to look back on, because it was so fabulous and I do not want to forget the feeling.
Long story short: possibly the best thing I've spent money on this year. Perhaps even on par with Except money spent on travel to see loved ones.
So I went to see the show at O2 City Hall in Newcastle on 8/12, which is located fortunately close to mine, since I knew I would have to go at the end of a working day. It was also the day of the first snow up in the North East, and we got the social-media posts from T&K stuck on the LNER service up from London. Trains have stopped running in the UK for less, and I'm just glad that they seemed to have avoided the fate of rail-replacement buses.
Impression on arrival: very mixed and happy crowd. All a bit cramped in the downstairs bar at the O2 (cramped mostly because of covid-resurgence/strep A/general winter bug concerns). For those who saw the backstage clips/photos from Obsessed where they were getting changed in what looked like a stairwell: the O2 is nearly 100 years old and grade II-listed (and it contains an organ with a Grade 1 certificate), so renovations would have to be highly considered, and I'm guessing that the dressing rooms were too far away for the quick changes.
Then I sat in my seat for about an hour, with Duolingo, watching the ads, hoping nobody taller would sit in front of me, deciding until the very end whether to buy merch now and have to somehow hold it all night or to buy it later. The North East is a place where nothing placed on the floor of a concert venue/club/cafe/shop is safe. Not from theft, but from spilled drinks.
The thing about having tried not to get too spoiled about the show, and failing to a certain degree, is that the anticipation is raised. So when the curtain drops and Trixie is there, it was pretty surreal.
They looked so good. I can't remember exactly where it was that T talked about Katya's performance being influenced by how good she thinks she looks (was it a tour bts clip?)... but the matter of that fact was that they looked GOOD.
Both T&K attempted the Geordie accent, and that was good too.
Whoever does their research for each stop is obviously meticulous - they knew that having Sunderland being the butt of jokes would go down well in Newcastle.
When they needed to gesture to the disco ball they couldn't find it. At first, I didn't even know if it was a gag, but apparently it's usually behind them, but it was in front of the stage (and suspended in the air ofc) this time.
The lighting was amazing? Pretty much every sparkly outfit was fully blingy. I'm sure this is by design, but it's worth mentioning.
Did I say that they looked good yet? Ugh.
The crowd duly cheered for the first outfit changes (black-and-white sparkly mini, which T paraded around; and the shiny red robe, which K modestly said "oh it's just a robe"). And also subsequent outfit changes. Some very VERY loudly. Even when T put on the boa (during the part where they were fighting and angrily throwing the contents of their clothing rails into their trunks), which earned an exasperated "it's a boa. *pose*"
Tbh, I think we just cheered very loudly for allsorts. At one point T went off-script (I think?) and said "are y'all just really drunk??" (crowd: more whooping) This is, for better and worse, very Newcastle.
T joking about being old is always funny since she's younger than I am. But I expect I elicit the same feeling when I joke about being old (and genuinely loving it) to older friends and colleagues.
The dancers are all adorable.
T fixed K's skirt when she's lying down on the stage just before Wind Beneath My Wings again. Maybe this is habit by now? When T first comes out on stage when K is "passed out", and asks where K is, nobody in the crowd actually said anything... T: "Thank you for being dignified enough to not point out the obvious and going 'she's behind you!'" (No idea if this was scripted, but it was a fun interaction.)
The little interlude/scene-change music was so funny, and had the exact right feeling for them?
During the TEDxxx portion, K was just in a black leotard. When T came in to do her talk, K wiggled out each time, and the screen (obviously) zoomed in on the butt.
T in her "T-is-K" get-up, in person, is insane. It already looked amazing on fancams but I guess being in the room heightens everything? Also, I don't know what the sound systems are like in their different venues, but the bass was dialled UP at City Hall, and Rasputin going into Ding Dong was a moment. It nearly became an unfortunate moment because T looked liked she lost her balance a teeny tiny bit and leaned backwards, but she's a pro's pro the number proceeded as usual. (I then played Ding Dong all the way home in my car.)
Seksi was everything I'd hoped it would be.
In fact, every choreographed piece was even better in person.
When T and K are tied up and Kelly Mantle is being the Klarma CEO, the girls are one point say, "murder is illegal in this country right?" Crowd: *crickets... then laughs*. K: "we leave tomorrow right?"
Kelly Mantle is amazing and I want all her suits. When Sandy returned from being locked up in the Klarma dungeon, her bangs were covering her eyes. (T&K both smiling, T stays smiling until she remembers to act again) T: "you gotta uh fix your wig there Sandy?" S: *adjusts hair* "I don't wear wigs, this is my hair."
At some point, when Sandy comes out looking for K, and K is mostly definitely not on stage, the crowd then went, "she's behind you!" And Sandy humoured by having a look behind her and then scolding us for messing about.
Can I just say one more time that the costumes are so fabulous? And the non-full-number music choices equally so?
It was just really, really wonderful.
I had planned to try to only take it in with my eyes, but I couldn't resist recording some of it as well. Clips will come up in due time.
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xinyan's domain wasn't as lore-rich as kazuha's so doing puzzles, etc. just felt more like a chore than making exciting discoveries tbh 😭 i like how the kazuha domain incentivizes players into completing the puzzles by a) well, you can't progress unless you finish the puzzle and b) having little tidbits of kazuha's memories play everytime we solve a puzzle. it makes it feel more like YAY I DID SOMETHING! and also gives more insight into kazuha's life!
now i understand that xinyan is not as complex as a character as kazuha is, but there is almost no mention of xinyan's struggles during her domain other than the fact that "people don't like her style" like cmon you can do so much with a character like this! there's no mentions of how xinyan got into rock n' roll, who influenced her style? was it someone close to her or a celebrity she really admires? keep in mind, this would've been a great time to flesh out her character more considering they did it so well with kazuha yesterday. all in all, a little disappointing today. it would've been nice if we could've heard the islands playing the song for a little while longer considering that was what we even came to do in the first place.
although i'm not quite sure where the island fits into xinyan's story. i think they were pretty slap dash about today's domain tbh. the part with the kids, then the surprise party with yun jin and xiangling just felt out of place since it doesn't really do anything for her character.
especially because this would've been a VERY good time to flesh out xinyan's character more.
anyways, now that I'm done shitting on the domain. here's what i did like.
a) the way xinyan handles criticism. the one time they managed to bring out her character fr. xinyan just isn't the kind of person to do things the way she's "supposed" to and she is ok with letting the people around her know about it.
b) the part where she explains her hair to little fei. i don't really know why, but this part was so heartwarming sksjsk ig i just really like kids like little fei because he apologized for calling her hair 'weird' at the end 😭 and xinyan really was giving big sister vibes when she told him it was ok to wear a jacket with pictures of little puppies on it 🥺😔
c) the design of the domain. honestly, have mixed feelings on this but i feel pretty positive about it overall 😭 the mirage didn't seem to represent xinyan very well tbh, it was foggy, misty and a little depressing. totally unlike the kind of person xinyan is and she admits that she herself doesn't understand the design choice for the domain. so ig to some extent, the devs knew that making the domain look like this makes no sense??? and they did it anyway???? like what was the reason???
anyways, the domain looked nice, aesthetically speaking. but, it doesn't have any special connections to her as a person and doesn't seem to have any deeper meaning.
i guess what i'm saying (and have been saying since the beginning tbh😭) is that it's simply not as good as kazuha's and that just feels like a waste 😭 if anything, playing through this domain just made xinyan feel all the more superficial. is mihoyo allergic to giving this girl a personality??? i spent hours on this domain and came away not knowing any more information on her as a person than what i did going into it 😭 and it's just so sad 😭
i hope fischl's domain is better.
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Hi, goodnight
Just out of curiosity.
Which other anime/manga you watch/like?
I know about Yuumori and
Jeweler Richard? (Not sure about the name). But I am curious of what else.
(It's The Case Files of Jeweler Richard)
I haven't been watching as much anime as I'd like to have lately, and trying to list off all the anime I've ever watched would take forever and also be largely useless because I'm old (no) and have been a fan of anime for a long time, but.
Let's see. Stuff I like but don't really like in a fandom-y way that's easily bloggable:
I started watching Dr. STONE the other week became very enamored with it. I've caught up on the anime and am waiting for the next season while I debate getting the manga.
I'm currently keeping up with The Devil Is a Part-timer, but I liked season one many years ago more, tbh.
I also watched Science Fell in Love so I Tried to Prove It recently, and it was...okay? Kind of got worse as it continued, so I ended up feeling mostly mediocre about it.
I love Tiger & Bunny and am waiting for the second half of season two.
I love Noragami, although the pandemic massively disrupted my ability to read the manga because I'd been getting it from my library.
I, of course, adore Yuri!!! On ICE, although I've fallen out of the fandom for it of late.
I spent a lot of time in Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic obsession, but whew boy is that one a problematic fave. Gurren Lagann is sort of in the same category although I like it more and complain about it less.
I watched Banana Fish. Liked it a lot. Kind of have mostly negative opinions about it, but there's still some good stuff in it.
I like Kyo Kara Maoh even though it's old these days. It still holds up, in my opinion.
Eden of the East was one of the first series I went to a convention panel on to listen to a discussion of the philosophy of the series (I'm sorry, I'm a nerd; it's a good series, okay?)
I've historically enjoyed Free!, although let's be honest: season three was pretty trash.
I saw Sk8. It was a fun 6 hours or so. Kinda over it.
One of my longtime favorite manga is Dragon Knights, which no one ever seems to have heard of.
And a lot of other stuff I have enjoyed over the years! I just don't blog about everything I like. I don't have time, frankly, and not all of it would make interesting blog posts.
And, look, the way I engage with fiction is very deep and energy-consuming. I don't have time energy to keep up with as many series as some people.
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