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mayasaura · 1 year

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can you elaborate on your tag meta on the socioeconomic indicators in the john backstory chapters in nona? and do you think john and G had a similar background having grown up together?

So John is a stingy ass motherfucker when it comes to definitive information, and he doesn't talk about his family or his childhood much, but what little he says when he does gives me the impression he grew up fairly poor. Probably in a community where being poor was normal.

The way John talks about his nana, it's clear he loved her in the way a child loves an adult they feel secure with. He spent a lot of time at her house as a kid, enough that playing there is one of his core memories. She may have even been his primary caretaker starting from the age of seven, because he sure never mentions having any other family. So it stands out to me that all he had to play with at her house was a box of his mother's old hand-me-downs. And while he knows it wasn't much, there's no resentment in his recollection. He didn't feel neglected.

John didn't expect to have toys of his own when he was a kid. What that says to me, as a kid who grew up on second-hand and hand-me-downs, is his family didn't buy much of anything new. It being so normal to him is also why I think he grew up in a poorer neighbourhood. Hand-me-downs are only embarrassing if you're the only one who has them.

Then there's how Nana died. Pneumonia, when John was still a teenager. Not a lot of rich people out there who die of lung infections before their grandchildren are grown.

And yeah, I do think G— had a similar background! He and John grew up on the same street, and he was (also?) raised by his grandparents. John's totally joking when he says spotting G— for mince pies when they were kids meant that of course G— would let him cut off his arm, but it's the kind of joke with subtext. Like sharing food was a big deal when they were kids. Reminds me of our Gideon being forever fond of Camilla for sharing her leftovers, and the intense barter between the children of New Rho over the lunch fruits. The childhood food insecurity of it all.

#I'm reading into ofc #there's too little info to come to any conclusions without filling in the blanks with assumptions #but these are the vibes I'm getting #and ofc there's the barbie thing which feels like it adds a dimension to John only having his mom's old stuff #like unless John's trans (which he might be who knows) he was a little boy playing with barbie dolls #in a time and place where that was not generally encouraged #but barbie dolls are what his nan had so barbie dolls are what he got #and he liked them so it all worked out #but yeah. feel like the gendering adds something to it #the locked tomb #emperor john gaius #ntn spoilers #nona the ninth

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puppistarwonder · 20 days

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part two as to why them having gay sex wouldn't be as gay than whatever the hell they got going on right here.

but no, shit right here reminds me why rather queerplatonically or romantically, they work.

they are best friends, the only friends the other has at times. even by the end of the series, despite all the shit that they've been through, all the ups and downs that drag into hell at times, they stay together. they are cohesive in some of the worst ways possible. they're toxic and codependent, they hate and love each other. and when house makes the decision to fake his death to be alongside wilson in his final days instead of working grueling hours at the hospital as the love of his life, his best friend dies, you are brought back to wedding vows.

"until death do we part"

because even when wilson finally passes away, house will still be there. constant, unmoving, until he, too, finally starts to wither away, an abandoned house.

i hate them for life < 3

(edit: change of wording in the first paragraph

original wording: part two as to why them having gay sex WOULD be gayer than whatever the hell they got going on.)

#house md #hilson #read wayyy too much into this scene #I'm rewatching and taking notes #there are ofc more impactful scenes but i like the lightnaturedness of this one #they are besties for life and so irrevocably gay for one another #someone euthanize me

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fear-ze-queer · 9 months

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no but does steel wool even REALIZE how fruity that fucking poster is. because i literally do not understand how people read "you and me, forever and ever" and go "ah yes, just close friends" it just isn't possible. i can't see it as platonic no matter how hard i try

#maybe it's because i'm gay and reading it as 'historians will call them best friends' but i can't see it as Just Close Friends #fnaf security breach #security breach ruin #fnaf ruin #security breach ruin spoilers #fnaf ruin spoilers #ruin spoilers #glamrock bonnie #glamrock freddy #glamrock fronnie #btw no hate if you do see it as platonic ofc!! just my personal thoughts

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edsbacktattoo · 1 year

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to the ppl that think that Ed doesn't know the names of Stede's crew:

explain to me episode 6, when the Swede starts singing his beautiful little tune, and Ed says "is that the Swede?" consider episode 8 also, where he says "sorry, Buttons" when they're being rowdy. go on. go ahead. tell me why you think he doesn't know their names. did u watch the show? are u sure?

#i've read so much fic where ed's been like. hey you!!#or that one.#and it's just not right #he calls lucius boy because that's his role. that's what he is.#like that's his job #there's one instance in episode 4-ish where he addresses someone without their name #but. he'd been there one (1) day #ofc he's not going to know their names yet #and i'm so tired of it #ed cares about these people #ofmd

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figurativepieceoftrash · 4 months

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All for One is dead. So is Midoriya Izuku's father. These facts aren't mutually exclusive, no matter how much their killer might wish they were. But no one else knows they are. No one else knows, and Izuku has no plans to tell them. Not even when his arm, the arm his father reached out to grasp, begins to go numb. When he finds himself losing his faith in heroics. When he finds himself jolting awake at night, assailed by guilt. When his palms begin to itch. Izuku is being haunted, that much is certain. The only question that remains is whether or not he wants to be.

Read my fic? 🥺🥺🥺

(@kstbj pspspspsp Howdy dearest mutual I think you'll really like this one based on how I've seen you respond to corruption arcs, it's v fun prommy <3)

#bnha #my writing #my fic #sorry for tagging you but I really do think it's up your alley hdjhjdh #no pressure to read if you don't wanna ofc #I'm just needy lol

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rainymoodlet · 3 months

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🌧 rainymoodlet is in full hiatus mode! 🌧

hoo... absolutely sick to my stomach writing this. ✌ for more information, please read below! thank you all for following my stories, loving my bachelor challenge, and loving my little pixels as much as i do. 😊

Well, my darling fellow simblrs... it's happened. It's been a bit of a long time coming over the past few months, but I've finally decided to put my blog into a permanent sort of "hiatus mode". I am a person who is riddled with executive dysfunction and lack of self-control, and I know that if I don't legitimately cut myself off from Simblr™ and the disassociation it's allowed me, I will. not. quit. 😅

I originally joined Simblr back in 2021 during a really difficult and isolated time in my life. I haven't been able to speak much to it because of the legal issues it's tied up in, but Simblr became my escape whilst in the throes of seeking justice against my abuser in a time where my entire family had abandoned me, and my fiance and I were living alone in my parents' house with only the two of us to swirl in deep and massive depression. Sims has always been my escape; from 2004 onward, it has given me narrative control and visual fantasy for as long as I can remember, and it will always be a deeply comforting and "safe" game for me.

But when I joined Simblr, it was out of many of the reasons that I think we can all relate to as writers and creatives. I had the idea for Loved by the Sun, and as I kept imagining and writing and building this world, I thought: "I deserve to show this to people. I really want people to see this. And I really want them to think it's good." I had been existing on the fringes of Simblr on my own personal Tumblr blog: I've seen countless legacies rise and fall, countless dramas spread out across blogs that are no longer active and haven't been for years. I wanted people to wake up and roll over and check my blog, desperate for updates, eager for more.

And more than anything, I wanted to escape the day-to-day hell I was living in.

But as the years went on, I've noticed that the excitement and creativity that drove my creation of my account has dwindled beyond measure. And I will put that on myself - starting a Bachelor Challenge like Kiss Me in Komorebi was one of the beginning nails in the coffin of my creativity and enjoyment of Simblr. I do not regret it one bit, and I am so grateful for the following it's gained and the genuine enjoyment you've all had with KMiK. It's my proudest achievement, it's pushed me to be a better editor and a better screenshot-taker, it's challenged me in my way of playing and it's introduced me to so many wonderful people.

But of course... I me'd it up. 😎

I've become obsessed to an egregious degree with the perception of my handling of this challenge. I want everyone to feel as though their sim gets enough screen-time, I want everyone to feel that the creative effort they put into submitting their sims was respected, and I desperately don't want anyone to feel left out or as though they're being ignored in favor of other contestants. It became so much less of telling Dan's story and journey, and all about how I was appearing as the Master of the Game.

And to be honest, my obsession with "staying relevant" in the fast-paced scroll of the Simblr Dashboard, believing you all would stop caring or stop reading if I didn't post as quickly as possible, was my own doom from the start, fkdfdjk.

In my life, I've had countless opportunities to turn my life around and start changing for the better. And time and time again, the energy that could have gone toward improving my situation or bettering my relationships has gone toward Simblr, and this online environment. I have practically no life beyond the screen: my days off are spent taking screenshots or spending four hours on builds that I still won't finish, obsessed over every angle, desperately seeking out that ~sparkle~ of simplicity and not-trying-too-hard I apply to all of your screenshots.

I am a dopamine and serotonin fiend, and though I can pinpoint in my life where trauma and isolation has pushed me to my online spaces, I was hyper-aware of the reality that in a few years, I won't be involved in Simblr. I won't be posting constantly, I won't care about the mods or the updates or the custom content.

And the stories I've written will be monuments to the time I've wasted, working on chasing the serotonin monster instead of bettering my own life and my own situation.

And now, I've got a real chance to do something better with my life. My fiance and I are at a crossroads of choice - we can change our lives for the better this year, or we can accept that the years of inaction we forced ourselves into out of the fear of moving forward have doomed us to a life we're not happy with. And I am one stubborn bastard when it comes to giving up.

The friendships and connections I've made here are some of the most meaningful in my life, and I hate that I've pulled back in the way I have. Along the way, it became much more about the notes, the numbers, the interaction, the reblogs over likes - and I lost myself and my friendships to my own mismanagement of my time and energy. I could spend five hours on one build, going from 7am to 12pm in a lightning speed of disassociation and obsessive Alt-clicking, and at the end of the day sit there and go...

What the hell have I done today? I could have messaged someone, I could have chatted with my friends, I could have done something. But no, I built a science lab, or a date location, and fretted the entire time until my stomach felt sick that it just "wasn't right" or wouldn't "look the way I wanted it to" in my screenshots.

I deeply, deeply love my stories, and I am so proud of them and what they've done for y'all and how you all have enjoyed them. I am incredibly lucky for the experience I've had on Simblr, and I know that there are plenty of blogs out there that sit with little interaction when they deserve so much more.

And yes, I will admit. The tendency of a 15-minute slapped together CAS edit of mine getting more notes and spotlight than the posts of my stories I've put legitimate effort into has fucked with my brain.

Simblr has changed from the story-laden place it was when I was following y'alls stories and legacies from 2015 onward. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that! Online spaces shift and change just as much as the social media sites like TikTok and Instagram, that go through trends and phases and fads and memes the same way we do. We are not above other social media in that regard, and I think there's a general sense from Simblr that we're some isolated island; we don't follow trends, we don't have fads, we don't have audio trends that get slapped on every other six-second video.

But I will raise you the Blender Phase and the Edit Phase as evidence every time.

I need to take some serious introspection time, and commit a lot of my energy to things that can bring me positive change outside of this online space. I hope to be able to come back as a better, healthier person, but to be honest, I don't really know when that will be. (Even this post is something I feel I have to do to be responsible, not just disappearing in the middle of this Challenge, leaving you all hanging djfh) I hope this doesn't come off as some high-horse rant, or leave a sour taste in y'alls mouths.

I just... I'll really miss this space. I'll miss the sims, I'll miss you guys, I'll miss your posts and your legacies and your sense of humor. I want to thank so many people, but I don't want to tag you all and shove this post into your activity streams dkfd.

I can't give any commitments to appearing more in Discord or even being present on this space - I've gone to the point of disconnecting the Chrome browser that's for rainymoodlet from my main icon bar, like I am going straight cold-turkey. I'll still be playing Sims, but I'm going to try and reconnect with it for myself - not for the screenshots, not for the stories, and not for the desperate want for people to understand what I'm posting or for it to make sense or satisfy, dfkj.

I am so, so incredibly grateful for every single one of you, and I hate to just drop this out of nowhere. But I need to do this, for me and for my future. And now I'm just sitting here like "Shannon, it's simblr, fucking chill." dkjfd I JUST... this space has done so much for me, and I genuinely feel a sense of loss in leaving. Especially in the middle of a story, fkgjfkg.

I really do genuinely love and care for you all. Please take care of yourselves, okay? Mama Shan does genuinely want the best for you, and I can't thank you enough for letting little old dorky ass me be a part of your community and your lives.

'Til next time, y'all. I'll see you soon. 💛

#txt #this will be my new pinned post.#going to go lay down on the floor for a long time now.#i feel sO SICK FUCK.#i really will miss you all so much. but i need to do this. it's like cigarettes at this point. if i don't go cold turkey... i won't quit.#i'll keep stressing abt how i'm not posting kmik or how i'm not interacting or how people are waiting and it will keep #affecting how i choose to spend my time and energy #and i just can't afford that anymore fff.#but ofc my blog will still be up!! you can still read kmik and my tjolc and everything i've posted #because gdi my contestants put a lot of effort into their sims and they deserve it #i hope i can come back to y'all in a better place 💛#2024 IS THE YEAR OF CHANGE MY DARLINGS AND I ALREADY WASTED JANUARY SO LETS GOOOO

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xivdl · 2 years

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aaand... since yall asked so nicely, heres the full thing

btw thanks for the suggestions ! and the constant support ! I have a bunch of ideas now (stay tuned for more tgm art ig)

still, feel free to add more prompts to my inbox !

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koreofitall · 1 year

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Your partner is known for their signature whiney and hitchy buildups, and what better way to help them along than teasily feathering soft, light kisses to their face and neck?

You're cuddling on the bed when you hear and feel a sharp intake of breathe. You get up and on top of them, your hands pinned on the bed and on either side of their body.

"Uh oh~," you coo. kiss. "Here we go again, huh?" kiss. You get a bit of a nod from them in response, laughing in between their breaths. Nose still twitching and mouth hung open.

Their expression is priceless.

kiss. "Oh look at that face." kiss. "It tickles real bad, huh?" They nod a bit more vigorously and begin to whine, brows taut. It's coming.

Endearing as all get out and sexy as hell.

"Ohohooo you poor thing." You kiss the space right next to their mouth, then work your way up. You feather a kiss to the side of their nose, then the tip, feeling every bit of movement and their breathe on your neck. It becomes erratic, your actions taking them over the edge.

"Bless youuuuu"

They breathlessly chuckle a bit to your blessing before sneezing freely into the space between the two of you a couple of times, misting your chest. You still have them pinned underneath you, so it's quite the show.

They finish and take in one big sniffle, checking to see if they're done, then sigh in relief.

You chuckle and lean in to finally plant a kiss to their lips, whispering "you're the fucking cutest" right against their mouth.

#so I wanted this to be a quick little post #but ofc it turned into an entire fucking essay #I'm not mad about it tho 🥰#if you read all the way thank you!!!#thank you universe for giving me this kink #I'm here to share my fantasies with my fellow snz lovers #sneeze kink #snezario #korewrites

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