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mingtinys · 9 days

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what dating seventeen feels like

pairing : seventeen x gn!reader

headcanons , fluff , misc

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a/n: just a small collection of the things i love in life that i associate with seventeen

choi seungcheol

falling asleep on the couch and waking up in bed. chocolate-covered strawberries. the kind of love found in romcoms. expensive dinner dates and champagne.

cologne that lingers on your clothes and bed sheets. tight, bone-crushing, hugs. his hand almost always under the hem of your shirt, skin to skin (it grounds him). him letting you win when you play wrestle. cute aggression victim.

having a rock to hold on to amidst a raging current.

yoon jeonghan

diving under a crashing wave to find calm, gentle, water. rollercoasters with big drops. feathers. lavender fields. leaving the theater and realizing night has fallen.

always saying the same thing at the same time (it scares seokmin). naps on the couch. sending each other pictures of weird-looking animals with the caption "you" or "us." partners in crime. braiding his hair.

having not only a boyfriend but a best friend in jeonghan.

joshua hong

warm blankets, fresh from the dryer. pancakes and orange juice in the morning. raw honey. the scent of freshly baked bread. scented candles and wax melts.

lives up to the gentleman title. opens doors, bides by the sidewalk rule, lends you his jacket, etc. acts! of! service!! fighting over who pays the bill (he's actually ambushed your waiter to pay before you can even see the check). domestic, mundane, slice-of-life type of love.

a honeymoon phase that never ends.

wen junhui

walking down empty streets without a care in the world. morning cartoons. clingy cats. ice cream for dinner. frozen pizza with red wine. airport liminal space hours.

taking pictures of sunsets to send to each other. doodling on his hand. staying up until 3am accidentally. back hugs galore. resting his chin atop your head. him getting as close as possible when showing him something on your phone (i'm talking cheek smooshed up against yours). sleepy jun asking for kisses every morning.

living life in the moment because you know the future can wait for you two.

kwon soonyoung

energetic snow days. sledding, snowball fights, building snowmen. energy drinks and all-nighters. watermelon sugar. summer bonfires. the ambiance of muffled music through club bathrooms.

zoo dates. always wins you the biggest prizes at carnivals. his favorite place to nap is your lap. sweaty post-dance practice hugs. he gets pouty if you start a tv show without him. baking brownies at 3am. talks about you non-stop to anyone who will (or won't) listen.

excitement that isn't momentary or overwhelming. excitement that makes life meaningful.

jeon wonwoo

tulips blooming in the spring. waxing gibbous moons. amethyst. resting after a long, busy day. the scent of old, yellowed books. rhythmic clicking of a keyboard. warm, smooth, riverbank stones.

re-adjusting his glasses for him after every kiss. let's you design his character's outfits in video games. tells you about the book he's reading like it's gossip. he's always taking candid photos of you. quiet mornings. elderly couples who see you two are reminded of how they fell in love.

defining love not by how much it's said, but by how it's felt.

lee jihoon

thunderstorms that lull you to sleep. shiny, red guitars coming to life with smooth melodies. the crackle of a fire. rosemary. empty highways at night. lightning that strikes twice.

morning coffee dates at home. napping on his studio sofa while he works. quality! time! absolutely spoils you every chance he gets. pretends to act all cool when you catch him staring. writing songs for you. his hand routinely finds your knee when he's anxious. he prefers intimate and private acts of affection to the alternative.

cherishing all the little things that make your relationship important.

lee seokmin

wishing on dandelions. blue skies. morning dew on grass. golden hour. that burning sensation you get in your lungs when laughing too hard. iced lattes.

always asking permission to kiss you. so, so attentive. falling asleep on facetime. pillow forts. lots, and lots, and lots of nose kisses. him never wanting to leave you in the morning. "five more minutes" type of guy. his favorite feeling in the world is making you laugh.

finally knowing what it means to love someone so much you'd give the world for them.

kim mingyu

sleeping by a window with the sun warming your skin. hearing your favorite song on the radio. silky white sheets. first date jitters. first love. receiving a bouquet of roses.

admires you so, so, much. talks about you 24/7, much to his members' annoyance. (jk, they love you, they just like to tease him about it). literally a sponge the way he starts picking up your habits and slang. he's physically incapable of rejecting your puppy-dog eyes. likes to lay sprawled out on top of you. he'll often seek you out if he needs a little extra support.

the feeling that comes with knowing you've found "the one."

xu minghao

the autumn leaves changing. winter constellations. a solar eclipse. the quiet of a house before everyone wakes. those cozy granny-square blankets. white wine. laughing at scary movies.

wine and painting nights. him always making two cups of tea. art museum dates. swaying together to music in the kitchen. him secretly being a sucker for your doting. has your mannerisms memorized and prides himself on it. somehow always knows what to say when you're feeling down.

growing, learning, and experiencing life alongside each other.

boo seungkwan

warm, summer air. mystery flavored lollipops that somehow taste like every flavor all at once. rosy red cheeks.

teasing each other and inside jokes. nicknames like loser, stupid-head, idiot etc. (affectionate). hours long gossip sessions. kisses that taste of coffee and tangerine chapstick. stars in his eyes whenever you're doing literally anything. having his undivided attention.

resident happy pill and mood-maker seungkwan knowing he can let his mask fall around you without judgement.

hansol vernon chwe

watching city lights blur past in the passenger seat of a car at night. cereal at 1am. falling asleep while watching tv. poorly handmade, yet meaningful gifts. assorted candies. buying road trip snacks.

communicating with a single look. ice cream dates in the middle of winter. speaking purely in movie and tiktok references. late-night conversations that take a weird turn. (you've once debated if aliens would like pineapple on pizza). pretending not to notice how shy he gets when initiating physical affection.

loving the strange, bad, and hidden parts of each other as much as the good.

lee chan

the comforting buzz and motion of a subway at night. toothy smiles. watching reruns of your favorite childhood show. surprise parties. the first snow of the new year. concert lights.

driving at 2am, singing at the top of your lungs. random dance parties in the living room. getting noise complaints and giggling about it. pillow fights and board games, competitive, yet both trying to let the other win cause it'll make them happy. asking him to open jars. him getting exceptionally giddy to open said jars. (you're completely capable, but know he likes to feel needed).

making each other's inner child feel safe.

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killedbyfrank · 9 months

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Inside Out Iceberg

Inside Out is an amazing movie with a deep message and a dedicated fandom, or what's left of it. While the movie explores Riley's mind far and wide, it still leaves a lot of questions unanswered, some simple, some dark and complicated.

So I made this iceberg to explore the dark side of Inside Out. The iceberg concept is a metaphorical framework often used to illustrate the idea that what we see on the surface is only a small fraction of a larger, hidden and often disturbing reality.

This iceberg includes some known facts, known and lesser known theories and even a couple of headcanons, just for fun.

The Surface

Emotions Shipping: Just like in any fandom, fans usually ship characters together and Inside Out is no different with ships such as Starnerve, Brickoli, Joyness and more.

Sleeping Quarters: A simple yet difficult question to answer. The emotions are shown to reside in a tiny little house up the ramp in HQ. What's in that room? How big is it?

Glow: Joy and Sadness are the only emotions that glow, with the former being much more visible. A theory states that Joy's glow intensity depends on her mood.

Fanfics: Inside Out has a lot of rich and diverse fanfictions, with a few becoming iconic such as Intercom and An Emotional School Year.

Mind Candy: Some simple but cute snippets of the emotions interacting alone or with each other.

NSFW: Artworks that depict the Inside Out characters engaging in sexual activities or gore and mutilation. Some should be banished to the shadow realm.

Below the Surface

Parents' names: Riley's dad is named Bill, while Riley's mom is named Jill. Nice one, Pixar.

Pixar Shipping: Even those at Pixar ship Inside Out characters together. I wonder if some ship Brickoli...

Surprise?: Surprise was supposed to be in the movie, but was cut off due to being too similar to Fear. Maybe Inside Out 2 will bring it back.

Riley's clothing: Throughout the movie and not only, Riley wears different shirts representing her state of mind. During the first day of school she's seen wearing a yellow jacket, forcing Joy upon her. At the end, her mood darkens, reflected by a black hoodie.

Easter eggs: It not uncommon for Pixar to put Easter eggs and cameos in their own movies. Hard to notice at first.

Advertisement Campaign: Inside Out had a pretty aggressive marketing campaign, sponsoring brands such as Clorox and Subway, even encouraging fanarts. Pixar was trying to hype it up.

Into the depths

Fear & Joy outside of HQ instead of Sadness: Originally, Pete Docter intended to explore Fear, since he as a teenager was mostly afraid.

Alternative Titles: In Latin America, Inside Out is known as Intensa Mente. In Spain, they called it Del Revés (Reverse). In Russia, it is titled головоломка (Brain Breaker), and in China, it is 玩轉腦朋友 (Fun with Brain Friends).

Emotions had names: Initially, Emotions were supposed to have proper human names. Fear for example was known as Freddie and so on. Joy is the only one that kept this idea. In the Italian dub, she's known as Gioia, which directly translates to Joy and is also a proper Italian name.

27 emotions: The movie initially was supposed to have many more emotions. This idea seems to have been picked up again for the sequel. Bad idea.

Unlikable Joy: Joy was supposed to be very unlikable, saying things as "We should spit on that girl's face". This was done on purpose so that the viewer would align with Sadness.

Nightmare Productions: Dream Productions is in charge of Riley's dreams and nightmares as well. In theory, they could give endless nightmares to Riley and all kinds of nightmares. Some may call this sadistic.

Into the Abyss...

The Subconscious: This is where Riley's worst fears are kept. They're locked behind a flimsy wooden door, lightly guarded and protected. This could mean Riley is weak minded or very susceptible to her fears. If everything escaped from there, it would certainly mean apocalypse.

The true villain: Joy's aggressive need of control, leaving behind Sadness, causing destruction within Riley's mind, forcing happiness upon every situation, using a ladder of imaginary boyfriends sentencing them to fall into the Memory Dump... These are just some of the things Joy did throughout her journey. Her philosophy crumbled like a house of cards.

Disgust/Joy rivalry: These two probably aren't the bestest of friends. They often have disagreements, and are the opposite of each other. As shown in some clips, Joy seems to enjoy it when Disgust is having a bad time.

Parents' jobs: We don't currently know what their jobs are, how they maintain the family. I've seen a theory that Riley's father used to be an US soldier, due to his mind resembling a Cold War nuclear submarine.

Genderfluid Riley: According to some individuals, Riley is genderfluid, due to her having different gendered emotions. This is highly unlikely.

Schizophrenia: Riley can actually hear her emotions talking, even see them. She's imagining everything in her mind...

Flesh mech: Riley has no control over herself... she's simply a meatbag controlled by her emotions, not guiding but controlling Riley's every single movement and action. This is especially shown in the "5 seconds rule" clip.

We all are the same: There is no divide between the mind workers and the emotions. The mind workers have probably never even seen them. There's no hierarchy, just work, work endlessly for Riley and nothing else matters. What exactly is everyone working for? What are they driven by? Are they all... expandable?

The Bottom...

Anger is the antagonist: He causes Riley to be angry, he often abuses Fear, yells at everyone, dislikes everything. He indirectly caused Bing Bong's demise by destroying the various islands of personality, making it harder for Joy and Sadness coming back, KNOWING that him touching the console would have destructive consequences. What if he did it on purpose?

Stalinist Dictatorship: Riley, Riley, Riley and nothing else. Everyone works for Riley. Everything else comes second. There are cards with her face on them, her initial on Goofball Island, everyone works constantly, every day, all day for Riley, with possibly no retribution. Endless amounts of workers, in a society where Riley is everything to them, similar to a socialist state.

Emotions can't quit: Quote by Disgust. They were never meant to leave Headquarters. They are meant to stay confined there, without ever having the chance to go outside their residence. Why else would the Headquarters be suspended on the Memory Dump, with one way in and out? There is no escape.

There is no happiness... none. Riley was never truly happy in her life. No happy life with only sad moments in between, but a sad life with only happy moments here and there. The true Riley was the one we saw at the end. Depressed.

#inside out #inside out fandom #inside out disgust #inside out anger #inside out joy #inside out fear #inside out sadness #iceberg #inside out 2

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pantoneyoongi · 1 year

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neon signs | those are called dates

title ; those are called dates pairing ; campus crush!yoongi x campus crush!you

notes ;

this is part of the neon signs drabble series, where drabbles are released in random order (but listed chronologically in the masterlist!)

series description ;

namjoon doesn’t think it can get any clearer outside of yoongi building a giant neon sign saying i have the absolute biggest crush on you but apparently, book smarts don’t exactly translate when it comes to you and your massive crush on min yoongi.

(alternatively: namjoon and hoseok try for three years straight to get you and yoongi together.)

word count ; 1.5k

tags ; fluff, they’re just so soft, there’s a pov switch, pls go to masterlist for more / general tags

the only reason yoongi thinks this class is worth it is because you’re in it with him.

yoongi’s resting bitch face is particularly aggressive in the mornings, largely because it’s not resting, it’s active. he hates mornings. with a passion. if someone who isn’t you talks to him (hoseok and namjoon included), they’re bound to be on the receiving end of a very sharp glare.

so it’s fortunate that you’re smart. smart in a way that nobody else he knows is, though he supposes hoseok might contend as a runner-up.

chinese cinema runs from 8am to 11am every wednesday, but because the building is so far from his dorm hall, yoongi has to wake up at an unholy hour just to get there. but on what was supposed to be a miserable first lecture in a series of miserable lectures thereafter, you’d showed up like sunlight breaking through gloomy clouds, a fresh cup of coffee in hand.

“i knew you’d choose sleep over making coffee,” you’d teased that day. “you can’t be mean to me today, okay? i got up early to make it.”

(yoongi’s never mean to you. he simply doesn’t know how to be.)

he swears he could’ve melted into the ground that day. granted, it took him a couple minutes’ buffer time to understand the picture before him, of your sleepy smile and the coffee your hands presented to him, but when it finally clicked that you - who barely even likes coffee and only drinks it when desperate times call for it - brought it just for him - yoongi’s pretty sure his heart jumped the gun from crush to in love for a hot second.

honestly, he still has that image of you memorized, tucked close in his memory bank of moments with you that feel like they belong just to him. your rosy cheeks, still flushed from the early morning cold, the way your eyes were hardly open, the warmth that emanated from you in spite of the temperatures outside. everything about you from that day sits sweetly in his chest, a reminder that pushes him out of bed every wednesday morning to come see you.

a month and a half later, your weekly chinese cinema lectures have now become a trade of food and drink between you and yoongi. you bring the drinks; yoongi prepares the snacks. he spends a little extra time the night before to pack them up, making sure not to forget them in the mornings (if they need to be fridged, he sticks post-it notes to every possible surface he might walk into so he won’t forget them).

“mmph,” you don’t even say words when you walk into the classroom today, just make a noise and hold out the thermos for yoongi. your eyes are practically glued shut today; you almost miss the seat when you go to sit down, yoongi narrowly grabbing onto your elbow in time and tugging you just enough so you don’t tip over. your head lolls forward, and yoongi kind of wishes there weren’t arm rests between seats. maybe you’d lean on him the way you sometimes lean on namjoon when you’re tired.

“late night?” yoongi asks gently, resisting the urge to tuck your hair behind your ear. you look terribly cute like this, lips pouting slightly and head bobbing.

“mhm,” you hum. your head swings slowly up to look at him through half-lidded eyes. “i don’t think i’ll make it through this movie today. will you take notes for me?”

yoongi would do absolutely anything for you whether or not you asked.

“sure,” he says instead, because that’s what normal people do. he can’t help it when he reaches over to pat your head, and you lean into his touch a little. yoongi’s heart might give out.

professor li gives some vague speech about today’s film, then dims the lights and starts the movie. on cue, your eyes fall shut, entire body tipping slightly to the side.

it takes yoongi an embarrassing amount of willpower to pay attention to the movie. he could blame it on the godawful time of day, but truthfully it has less to do with his anti-morning agenda and more to do with how utterly distracting you are beside him, curled into your chair as small as you can get, a soft cardigan wrapped around your body. you just look so cozy. he wants the rest of the room to disappear, have you tuck yourself into him, like it’s weekly movie date night and you’ve fallen asleep watching like you always do.

except you and yoongi don’t have weekly movie date night, and he has no idea if you actually would fall asleep every week if you did. the desire to know makes his heart feel a little tight in his chest, like it’s been looped on a string and is being tugged towards you.

he doesn’t mind. he’s come to terms with his heart being subject to your any and every whim - and he has no qualms with it.

as the movie slowly comes to a close, yoongi finds his gaze dragged over to you once again, resting his cheek against his palm, trailing his eyes over your features. the lights from the movie cast different colors over you, until it turns into the dim lighting of the credits rolling across the screen. yoongi gives you a slight nudge, one hand resting on your shoulder to gently shake you awake before the harsh lights are flicked on by the professor.

god, there’s no way his heart can handle the way you blink slowly at him, hands coming up to rub the sleep out of your eyes. he chuckles softly when you squint a little when the lights flick on, yoongi himself blinking a couple extra times to adjust. when you catch his eyes on you, he clears his throat quickly and lifts his notebook, waving it slightly. “i took notes,” he mumbles. “i’ll type them up and send them to you later.”

“i could just take a picture,” you offer, but yoongi raises a brow at you.

“you sure you can read my handwriting?”

your hand which is holding your phone freezes mid-air. your lips flatten together. “never mind.”

he grins, beginning to pack away his things as professor li lets the class go. “come on, sleepyhead,” he swings the bag over his shoulder. “let’s go get lunch.”

you wouldn’t say you’re a morning person, but it’s not nearly as offensive a time as yoongi makes it out to be. then again, you’ve never met someone more averse to being awake during the day than yoongi, so maybe he doesn’t make for the best example.

regardless, there’s something about knowing you’ll meet up with yoongi first thing in the morning that never fails to get you out of bed on wednesday mornings just a little extra early to make him coffee (it’s instant coffee; you might like him but you’re still a broke college kid). it makes you feel a little fuzzy inside knowing you almost always go to lunch together after, both of you free for the afternoon.

“dates,” namjoon always insists. “those are called dates, y/n.”

you always wave him off. “i go out to eat with you all the time, joonie.”

the resounding groan he responds with every time makes you smile even when you’re just thinking about it. exasperating namjoon may very well be one of your favorite pastimes.

besides, it’s not like you’re wrong. you eat one on one with namjoon all the time. sometimes hoseok, too. there’s nothing date-like about grabbing a meal with one of the boys, so you don’t see why it’s any different with yoongi.

you know, minus your stupid huge crush on him.

your eyes follow yoongi as he heads up to place your orders at the counter. it makes you feel insane, the way he makes even a simple grey hoodie and jeans look incredible. you have to busy yourself with your phone so you don’t stare too long. when he returns with the food, he comes with a glint in his eyes that makes you tilt your head at him. he smiles like he’s got the best secret stored away, and reveals it in time with his grin as he pops a bag in front of your face.

“matcha cookie,” he looks at you like he’s extremely proud of himself. matcha is your favorite anything. he sets the wax bag down in front of you. “copped the last one.”

it’s not a date. you don’t go on dates with min yoongi. but he does things like this that namjoon and hoseok and sometimes even seokjin don’t do, and it makes you wonder if this is exactly what going on a date with min yoongi would be like. when he sits down and leans forward on his elbows against the table, the way you look back at him hides nothing of your adoration for him, entirely enamored by him and the way he remembers even the tiniest of details about you. his eyes crinkle back in return, and there’s simply no denying the way your heart flutters for him.

series masterlist ; neon signs

taglist ; @thelilbutifulthings @bbsantc

#yoongi x you #yoongi x reader #yoongi x yn #yoongi fluff #yoongi x y/n #yoongi #fluff #series: nsyg #im alive

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mackerelphones · 1 year

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The Road to Oz, Book Five of the Oz Series

“PLEASE, miss,” said the shaggy man, “can you tell me the road to Butterfield?” (13)

Together with John R. Neill’s almost ghostly illustration, this makes for a striking start to The Road to Oz, the fifth installment of the Oz series. This is the fourth of my posts about the original sequels to The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, and I recommend reading each of the ones that preceded it. Sorry for giving you homework, but this will make some of my commentary below will make more sense. And they’re interesting posts in their own right.

Each Oz book is, physically, an art object. Uniquely, The Road to Oz has no color illustrations. Instead, in the first edition of 1909, the text and pen drawings are printed directly onto colored paper, so that the book has a rainbow pattern, from yellow, to violet to light green to lime green to orange to brownish green to neon green to brown.

There is no clear meaning to the points at which the page color shifts. It makes for a highly unique volume, physically, and alludes to the character of the rainbow girl Polychrome, a sky-fairy like those Dorothy glimpses in Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz.

These photos demonstrate the effect of the text and drawings on colored paper. This edition is apparently the first reprinting to reintroduce the original colors. While this accounts for the lack of full-color drawings, Neill lavishes his pen artwork with exquisite detail.

The Cowardly Lion pets his old friend, Toto. Neill now draws the Lion wearing spectacles and, on the copyright page, a rather haughty monocle.

Neill crams in the Wizard, Toto, Dorothy, Button-Bright, Polychrome, the Tin Woodman, the Scarecrow, and our beloved Jack Pumpkinhead. They are not all in the palace yet on the point at which this picture appears, but it is lovely all the same.

On page 163, the Tin Woodman has a tin statue of Dorothy “just as she had first appeared in the Land of Oz” (162), as well as of Toto. Amusingly, Neill draws the statues to look exactly like Denslow’s illustrations, so his Dorothy contemplates the previous illustrator’s.

In previous Oz novels, every chapter heading has received a unique illustration. That is true in The Road to Oz as well, except that the tiny unique drawing, always a portrait of a character, fits within one of two designs that alternate each chapter. The first of these is a sort of Ozite cartouche containing a portrait of a character.

The above is a chapter heading illustration. And, for comparison,

Isn’t it shaped like the front of a thong???! That is my first thought! 😅

This ornament alternates with a disturbing design in which a ghostly ring of merry children’s disembodied heads surrounds the unique illustration. The way they are chained together makes me think of some horrible monster by NFT salesman Ito Junji (probably the thing in “My Dear Ancestors”). Did people actually find this cute in 1909, or did Neill just not realize it was creepy?

Continuing the pattern began in Ozma of Oz, Dorothy does not have an adventure in Oz but has an adventure in reaching it. The plot this time around is that while out in Kansas one day, Dorothy meets a vagrant, the shaggy man. He asks for directions to Butterfield (I suppose the town in Missouri?), where there is a man who owes him fifteen cents, and abducts Toto while Dorothy is putting on her sunbonnet. This means that when Dorothy and the shaggy man find themselves walking down the road and ending up in fairyland, Toto is once again with them. Bizarrely, Toto yet again never talks, unlike every other animal in fairyland. Rather, Toto busies himself being aggressive and attacking most other creatures, though Toto’s bad disposition might not be a surprise considering that he leads a rough life: Uncle Henry whips him for chasing the chickens (155). A bit of a chicken-and-egg situation (pun intended).

Between Toto and Eureka, Dorothy’s pets are menaces. That bumble bee is clearly a person!

Following what turns out to be the road to Oz (an accurate title for once), Dorothy and the shaggy man also pick up a pigheaded young boy named Button-Bright, who does little but indicate he doesn’t know anything, and the aforementioned Polychrome, the Rainbow’s Daughter, who slid off the rainbow when she got dancing too near its curved side. They learn, from the towns along the road, that Ozma is a renowned person throughout fairyland and that her birthday is coming up. All the monarchs want to attend. (Ozma’s birthday is 21 August. Mark your calendars.) Along the way, Button-Bright’s head is magicked into a fox head, and the shaggy man’s into a donkey head. But once the four cross the Deadly Desert on a “sand-boat,” they reach the Truth Pond in the Country of the Winkies, which transforms Button-Bright and the shaggy man back to normal. From there, Ozma reveals she is responsible for warping Dorothy into fairyland to attend her birthday. “I thought I should have to use the Magic Belt to save you and transport you to the Emerald City,” says Ozma. She continues, “But the shaggy man was able to help you out both times, so I did not interfere” (204). Then many, many fantastical guests attend Ozma’s birthday, there is a feast and music, the Wizard performs tricks, Button-Bright heads home, Polychrome returns to the rainbow, and Ozma warps Dorothy and Toto, in their sleep, back to the former’s bedroom in Kansas.

You can read the rest of the post, including a bit of literary analysis (oooohhh), right here. I would appreciate it if you could share this post around, if you happen to see it and enjoy it.

#oz #road to oz #wizard of oz #dorothy #baum

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zed-makes-stuff · 11 months

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More about OC’s I showed in the last video.

Note: This is based on my friend @newcyber-demonslayer ‘s AU. In which a phenomenon occurs that sends millions of people all over the world into their favorite show/anime. And depending on their will power, they obtain all the powers from the world they’re sent to.

I talk with her about it a lot and help her develop it. I’ve even made some OCs for said AU, two of which I’ll introduce you to now.

Both were sent to Demon Slayer.

First, Suki Mayura!

She’s 15 (13 when she first arrived)

She’s Canadian, lived in Toronto.

She’s a bubbly, energetic, boy crazy, but also emotional girl. She can get pretty self-conscious at times but she’s really compassionate.

She’s very flexible. Participated in gymnastics a lot .

She joined the corps because she really didn’t know what else to do. She was homeless and alone in Taisho Era Japan. Besides, she’d rather be trained to fight demons than randomly get jumped by one. Plus, she might even get to meet the characters she’s so fond of.

She finds that she’s compatible with all the breathing styles and can use the blood demon arts. But has side effects like mild sunburn, allergies to wisteria, and intense hunger at times.

She’s fairly likable among the corps, but she sometimes confuses people with her 21st century lingo and references.

She’s a huge simp. Often drools over all the cute boys she meets, especially the main trio.

She mainly uses Water Breathing and Love Breathing on missions. Because she can utilize her flexibility. Starts to alternate more often when she gets a better grip of the rest.

Next, Rowen Izenor!

He’s 21 (19 when he first arrived)

He’s European, lived Birmingham for most of his life so far. But is of Japanese decent. He’s been back and forth.

He’s a stoic, emotionally detached, and generally apathetic person. He can come off as mean a lot of the time and his straightforwardness can come off as rude. He’s not a bad person though. He’s also incredibly intelligent and analytical.

He often talks back no matter who he’s talking to. This gets him in trouble with authority figures a lot. Including his own parents but they got used to it.

He joined the corps for a similar reason as Suki. Why not? Better than being in the dark. He’d rather keep up with the timeline anyways.

He’s also compatible with all the breathing styles and got all the blood demon arts, with the same side effects as Suki.

He isn’t as well liked by his comrades. Most find him standoff-ish and his passive aggressiveness annoying. But they respect his intellect and skill.

Obanai and Sanemi absolutely hate his guts though. They despise how little tact he has and how he’s a "know-it-all". He doesn’t seem to respect their titles as Hashira that much either given how much he talks back.

He couldn’t care less.

He mainly uses Thunder Breathing and Mist Breathing on missions at first before alternating more later on.

Keep in mind some of these things might change down the line as I develop these characters more.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny ocs #demon slayer ocs #suki mayura #rowan izenor #there’s one more I haven’t introduced yet but I will down the line 😉

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magicalgirlagency · 2 years

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Honestly I don't know if it was Madoka that's made recent kids' shows darker (well, maybe it did for SU? idk). At first I thought it was more due to Gravity Falls and/or Adventure Time because I know those shows get really dark later on. Oddly enough even though there are shows I've seen that are much darker than Steven Universe for some reason it's only Steven that feels like Madoka again. Like sure with some other shows I'm like "oh holy crap thats fucked up" but with Steven?Straightup Madoka.

It's complicated, but I think I can give my 2 cents on the matter...

While MadoMagi did certainly contribuited to the popularization of Tragical Girls (Raising Project, Yuki Yuna, Magical Girl Site, Daybreak Illusion and SpecOps Asuka), it didn't got people thinking about how fucked up it is to rely on minors to do the dirty work and clean up the adults' messes.

I mean, nothing has changed; I still keep seeing children/teenagers getting into the most traumatic experiences ever. BNHA, JJK, and KnY, for example, are high-grossing shounen series with teenaged MCs witnessing the most horrendous shit ever, and actively have their joy and energy sucked right out of their bodies in the process.

As for Steven Universe, well, I wouldn't say it's "straight up Madoka", despite the similarities that they may share. At first, it was marketed as some spiritual successor to famous series such as Sailor Moon and DragonBall, having the strong potential of going down as one of the most memorable cartoons in TV history with its heroines with diverse body types and actual queer relationships...

...but the truth is way more complicated than that.

You see, Steven Universe is one of those series that didn't knew which demographic to be aimed at. It wanted to be child-friendly with SatAm-esque scenarios and a Monster-of-the-Day/Week routine, but it wanted to be serious and appeal to older audiences with the Gem War, the Diamond Authority, the Cluster, etc...

The staff was amateurish and black-and-white in their approach of nuanced themes, not to mention the irresponsibility and laziness with the amount of fillers and hiatuses. They have bitten more than they could chew, and all became one big neo-liberalistic mess in the end. Steven Universe was more worried about looking visually good than actually telling a good story.

Meanwhile Madoka just straight up lied to its audience. They have used the Magical Girl genre as bait to get a public to watch their anime. I mean, the title is written in a curvy and cutesy font...

And its main heroines are constantly marketed as a team and are always looking as if they were besties (emulating the likes of the Inner Senshi)...

...except that Homura was indifferent to anyone who wasn't Madoka, Mami was devoured right after her debut (and became the target of a 10 year joke that's no longer funny), Kyouko was territorial and aggressive to Sayaka on their first meeting (and both girls became shipping fodder despite having the worst first impression ever), Sayaka was treated like a guinea pig to show the audience how Witches were born, Madoka ascends to Nirvana and stops existing, and Homura becomes a test subject and attempts suicide and becomes a yandere when her plan fails.

Oh, and let's not forget the alternative timeline where Mami loses her composure and kills Kyouko after witnessing Sayaka become Oktavia, and is then killed by Madoka before she could do the same to Homura.

And when these girls are FINALLY seen working together, it's later revealed to be all a fabricated lie.

So much for friendship.

Anyways, so long story short: Steven Universe was highly ambitious in theory, but utterly incompetent in practice. Madoka Magica actively lied to the public with their façade of cuteness and frills. Even though they have their places in pop culture, we must also acknowledge that their executions were made in really bad taste.

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candy-floss-crazy · 4 months

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New Service / Exotic Burgers

Take a walk on the wild side. Not your usual beef (now we have nothing against beef, and are very partial to a good juicy beef burger, but beef is a bit, erm vanilla). We now have a range of exotic wild meat burgers. During the after Christmas part of the year, when our work load drops rapidly for a couple of months. We use the time for maintaining and refreshing our equipment. Improving what we do, and adding new lines to our services. With the new found spirit of democracy permeating the business. We now hold group sessions to actually discuss things. Truth be told, I still prefer the old system of benevolent dictatorship, but I am co-operating at the minute. In the interests of bringing you the tastiest burgers possible we undertook a series of 'tastings' to check out the potential contenders. Here is a round up of what the butcher told us, and what Emmerson and I thought of the meat. Crocodile Burger The Raw Ingredients Picture By Harrybalais Now I admit, this one is unusual, I mean, usually its the crocodile doing the eating. They Said; This one has the look and texture of chicken with a bit of a shellfish taste to it. Jason Said; This one wasn't bad, it was more chicken like than beef, but had a faint tang of prawns in the aftertaste. Not my favourite, but edible. Emmerson Said; Not a big fan, too fishy tasting for me. Ostrich Burger Birds, Rather Big Ones Just in case you don't know, an Ostrich is a bird. Now I know this conjures up images of a robin or something. That's about as far away as you can get from this bird. Its big. Bloody big in fact, upto 9ft tall in some cases. It is also bloody heavy, weighing as much as 2 adult humans. Oh, and its also bloody fast. Reaching 40m.p.h in bursts and being able to maintain about 35 m.p.h over long distance runs. Makes you wonder how they catch the bloody things. This one is quite healthy. Well, for meat. It is a red meat (ha, bet you were expecting white like a chicken, which is also a bird). It is lower in fat than beef and high in protein. During the mad cow disease days, or Bovine spongiform encephalopathy to give it its true title (for the record I can actually pronounce that). There were a number of initiatives to replace beef with ostrich, but it seemed to fizzle out after a couple of years. They Said: A great healthy alternative, low in fat, high in protein and taste delicious Jason Said; Weird being red meat, cos you really expect a bird to be white. Not bad, similar to beef. Emmerson Said; I liked this one, not too strong a taste, but different. Kangaroo Burger Big Burger, Little Burger Another iconic animal, hailing from the land down under. I know we all tend to think of them as cute and cuddly, but an Aussie friend tells me they are a real pest. Oh, and they are definitely not cuddly, being heavily muscled and potentially quite dangerous. Personally I voted against this one as it would feel too much like eating Skippy. (If you don't know who Skippy is, ask your mum, or possibly grandma). They Said: This one is a very tender, heavily flavoured meat. Jason Said: I liked this a lot, a strong taste that stood out. Emmerson Said:The bold earthy flavour definitely puts a bounce in your taste buds. Wild Boar Burger A Touch Larger Than A Pig This one is another animal, that if you haven't seen one tends to get associated with a pig. These can be huge. Like, massively huge. Weighing upto around 330kg (about 4 average sized humans). These can be aggressive, are heavily muscled and bloody heavy. There are plenty of documented cases of people being killed by boars. They Said : A nutty, sweet flavour, but lower in fat than pork. Jason Said: Another flavoursome meat that stood out. Emmerson Said: Eatable, but not my favourite. Now we also have another entry to the menu that has been democratically voted on. I wish to go on record as being dead against this one. But sadly, not everyone is as sensitive and deeply caring as me. This one is the; Zebra Burger Poor Ziggy I think it smacks of cannibalism. We choose an anthropomorphic zebra for our company logo, then decide to eat him. They Said; "This one has a subtle taste compared to the others" Emmerson Said : the taste is similar to a beef burger but different , slightly disappointed the burger didn't have the stripes in. Jason Said : OH MY GOD! I can't believe we just ate Ziggy!!!! African Buffalo Buffalo Weighing anything upto almost a ton. This is one big chunk of meat. Gawd knows how many burgers is walking around in this image. They Said; A very health and tasty alternative to beef. The burger is high in nutrients such as protein. Emmerson Said; Definite liked this, stronger than beef but very similar. Jason Said; Loved this one, very beef tasting, but a stronger flavour. If fancy a walk on the wild side and would like to book our Exotic Burgers Service, then check out our burger services. Read the full article

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Girls' Generation - Oh!

Overall this album was teetering on the edge of becoming boring and repetitive, but it did enough for me. I definitely enjoyed the experience, and now I have a good idea of what SNSD B-sides sound like which is good knowledge to have gained. But yeah, I knew they were synth-pop, but the synth-pop songs are SUPER synth-pop. The songs that weren’t synth-pop were generally really good, even the slow jam was nice. The Taeyeon-Jessica duet was the highlight of the album – I feel like we don’t get unit songs nearly as much in kpop albums these days. Have Red Velvet ever had a unit song on an album? Have aespa? I know Twice did on Formula of Love, but even then it was divided evenly so everyone got exactly one unit song. Anyway that’s a bit of a tangent. If I was Key I’d feel a bit hard done by, I hardly even noticed him in the song he was on. Good album, not a Great album, to be honest I’m not sure I’d give this Album of the Year if it came out today. Average score of 7.4 (excluding Gee and Genie ofc) which feels about right. It’s miles better than the pre-SNSD stuff, it’s nowhere near Pink Tape.

Okay, I’ve cooled down a bit since yesterday, but I’m still fairly certain that Pink Tape is probably my favorite kpop album of all time now. Anyway, let’s see how it compares to the only girl group album to ever win Album of the Year:

Oh!

So yeah, believe it or not, I’ve never heard this song before

Opening reminiscent of I Got A Boy

Okay so I obviously don’t speak Korean, but I feel like SNSD had a very “cute” singing accent? Like, Orange Caramel do the same thing I feel. Any Koreans in chat wanna comment on whether their singing voices are particularly aegyo?

This chorus is actually really fun

The “oh oh oh oh” part feels really synthesized but I like that a lot

Wait hold on are they cheerleaders or football players?

No high notes? Taeyeon? Jessica? Where you at?

OH GOD ITS RUN DEVIL RUN lmao teasing the repack

Also it’s really telling that I know the repack title track but not the original title track

7/10, it was pretty good but nothing special. It’s no Gee, definitely no IGAB

Show! Show! Show!

Okay just for reference, I don’t know any SNSD B-sides

Actually wait I do know Lazy Girl so I guess I only know one SNSD B-side

Starting synthy

WOAHHHHH starting out with a bass drop lmao holy shit

The song as a whole feels kind of flat to me?

The hush section is nice but the chorus just feels like more verse

Yeah, they burned their drop. Like they started the song off as loud as they’re gonna get, so there’s n-

Okay nvm I guess there is somewhere left to go

The bridge 100% just saved this song

Who does the English speaking bit? Tiffany? Jessica?

Actually I do wanna know, I’m gonna look it up

Oh it’s both of them alternating, alright

8/10, the bridge and last chorus Totally saved it

Sweet Talking Baby

This is a song that I’ve heard of which means it must be good

…huh

…okay? Yeah okay, I like this, this is nice

Strings everywhere

The chorus reminds me of something

A bit of electric guitar in the post-chorus, I think that’s the first time it’s appeared on the album

But yeah, strings absolutely everywhere. This feels super disco

Nah, we did not earn that modulation

7/10, the intro was cool and then it was just decent

Forever

Whisper into my ear like

Omg is it slow jam time?? We didn’t get a slow jam on Pink Tape (thank fuck)

I think it might be!

Where’s the beat at

There it is

Dude I’m sorry but this style of music is so predictable. Like it’s cool initially, but I’ve heard this exact same formula for a song across every single group so far except f(x), and maybe aespa?

The area around 2:50 is nice

Oh this sounds really Disney

Y’know, this won me over somehow

7/10 which is about as high as I can put one of these

Be Happy

This album is so … what’s the word

Loud? Aggressive?

Nah more like Blunt. There’s no subtlety here, just Raw Emotion

Why are they yelling “be happy” at me so aggressively?

I haven’t spoken much about the instrumentation because it feels like very standard SNSD instrumentation

Yeah when they say “be happy” I am not convinced, they make me a bit scared that I’m not happy, they sure don’t sound happy

Like this isn’t a happy song, its a jam, but jams aren’t necessarily happy

This is why I like the Korean lyrics, because then I don’t get lyrical/music contradictions

6/10

Boys & Girls

Oh it’s with Key

Instrumentally it’s not that special

Woah Key is super processed here, he sounds nothing like how f(x) used whatever SM guy they borrowed

(At least they’re crediting their male artists by this point)

Chorus isn’t too special, we appreciate the slap bass I guess

Was that all that Key got? He was there for like two lines wtf

7/10, I guess

Talk To Me

Lol what is this, harmonica?

Okay wait whatever’s going on here it’s a great break from their synth sound

I see you there, bass

The percussion is excellent, piano is nice

This is actually such a good song wtf

Caramelllll

The sweet and pretty vocals over this beat is really fun

A HARMONICA SOLO

Okay wait who produced this?

Machan Taylor, not a name I know yet

And apparently this is just Taeyeon and Jessica which is So cool

9/10, that was such a cool song wtf

Star Star Star

Korean counting, whispering, the piano is fun, the strings are dramatic

OH NO SHES CRYING

Okay, I’m interested

Apparently these people produced Gee

There’s like, No percussion going on, I really like that

Yeah, if you’re gonna make a ballad, make it like this

I still don’t have much to comment on, but I enjoyed this a lot

8/10

Stick Wit U

Well this sure is a different vibe

I dunno what to make of the instrumentals, they feel different from the rest of the album but I cannot place why

“Go!”

The pre-chorus is fun. Bouncy, cute

Not sure about the chorus, what part is meant to be catchy?

That bridge felt kinda forced

Outro is fun

7/10, not bad, not special

Day By Day

They do use quite a bit of classical inspiration in this

Oh!

Well this is hardly classical, this is a jam

The chorus isn’t nearly as fun as the verse

That feels true a lot actually

But yeah, the guitar, the percussion, I like the verses

I wish the chorus was more syncopated

I’m curious what this one is about lyrically, it’s hard to gauge

8/10

Gee

10/10 obviously, this is the greatest kpop song of all time

Genie

8/10 tbh, this was never my jam but I do quite like it

#album #kpop #Girls' Generation #SNSD

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dustedmagazine · 1 year

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Blessed — Circuitous (Flemish Eye)

Photo by Heather Saitz

Circuitous by Blessed

In 2021, Canadian art-rock quartet Blessed released the excellent iii EP. Its cover of loosely stacked wooden shapes is a fitting visual analog for the music, which brings intricate instrumental patterns into satisfying tessellation. Their second album, Circuitous, nods to its labyrinthine construction in its title, and its cover features a cute yet sinister robot boy, smoothly engineered but with what looks like heavy shadows around the eyes. Blessed’s music is, by turns, beautiful, frustrating, exciting, and exhausting.

Opener “Redefine” is sure to draw in Radiohead fans with its “Weird Fishes/Arpeggi”-style guitar parts. The song unfolds gradually, each section building on the last, more than earning its six-minute runtime. Elsewhere, Blessed draw most often on a colder, math-rock- and post-metal-influenced sound palette. The architecture of these songs is certainly complex, while the performances are delivered with an aggression that fails to find a cathartic outlet, instead circling around on itself, simmering and stomping. Within this musical architecture, vocalist Drew Riekman struggles to convincingly find space. As the protagonist of this science-fiction drama, Riekman, perhaps fittingly, sounds ground down by the musical world his band has created.

“Trust,” “Peeling” and “Guillotine” lead with the angular propulsion of the rhythm section, the coda of “Trust” in particular seeming to take its cues from the post-punk stylings of contemporaries such as Preoccupations. “Provoked” has perhaps the most interesting construction of all, its glimmering verse guitars alternating with bass-heavy passages. The song eventually gives way to a prog-influenced breakdown, leading into an isolated moment of calm featuring rippling delayed guitars, prompting the realization of just how tense and relentless the majority of the album is. After its 42 minutes are up, Circuitous leaves the listener with the feeling of having experienced something impressive but forbidding.

Tim Clarke

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danie-doodles · 4 years

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He a d o r e s her. But in a way he doesn't understand. A violent monster like him could never understand.

#Alastor #hazbin hotel #charlastor #Charlie #Charlie Magne #alternate title for this comic:#alastor takes cute aggression to the extreme #digital #fan art #comic

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Deck the Halls (SMUT) /blurb/ (12 days of blurbs)

Alternate Title: Harry Fucks You on the Couch & Comes Prematurely

Day 12. > December 25, 2021

AN: Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!! and the person who requested this sadly blocked me for what ever reason so yeah..... why request stuff to not even want to associate with me?

This story contains: fluff, smut

{ husband!harry - soft!harry - any solo era }

word count: 566

12 Days of Christmas Blurbs Masterlist (all previous/coming up blurbs here)

You and Harry have some couch sex and he decks (decorates) your walls with his cum.

Harry went out the the pub with a few of his mates. You stayed home and just watched some Christmas films on the tv. When it started getting late, your eyes begun to shut and you accidently feel asleep on the couch.

Around midnight, Harry comes home to find you asleep, snuggled into the cushions and smiles at the cute sight. He pads over towards the sofa and peels the blanket back, sliding under it with you and lays on top of your chest. You groan before waking up and becoming aware of Harry cuddling you. "Hi, did you have a good time?" you whisper.

Harry lifts his head and mutters, "Yeah, drank one or two beers with the lads. M' not drunk though."

"You know I wouldn't have cared if you were, babe. I'd happily take care of you. Plus, you're a cuddly drunk and I think its cute." you retort back while scratching your husbands scalp.

"I know but last time I got drunk I puked in Niall's car so I promised him I'd not drink as much. And I didn't. You have a very responsible husband, yah know?"

You giggle and reply, "Yes Harry, you're very responsible."

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After laying like that for a couple minutes, you feel Harry start to rut his cock against your thigh. That's when you realize he's fully hard.

"Were you....... wanting to do something about your little problem?" you question slowly.

This has Harry sitting up so he's straddling you and chants, "Yes, yes. Please!" He didn't want to bluntly ask because he didn't know if you'd be in the mood but you're honestly always in the mood for him.

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Clothes go flying across the living room and next thing you know, Harry is pounding you into the sofa. His legs are on either side of your hips and he's holding himself up with his hands on your shoulders. You've placed your hands on his hips, helping him collide with your pussy harder.

You look up and moan at the sight. Harry above you, torso stretched out and head tilted back. "Fuck." you hiss.

Harry looks down while keeping a steady rhythm and knowingly asks, "Yeah, feel good? Taking my cock so well aren't yah? M' gonna deck your walls."

"What?" you burst out laughing. Did he really say he was gonna deck your walls like the Christmas song Deck the Halls.

Harry's face turns a shade of pink before he drops down and hides his face into your neck from embarrassment. "I don't know why I said that. It sounded better in my head."

You move your hands to his back, holding him tightly to your body, and coo, "It's alright, babe. You can go right ahead and deck my walls. Want them painted white with all your cum. Maybe giving me a baby."

"Nhn, shit. I'm coming, fuckin hell." Harry moans loudly. This is the first time Harry has ever came prematurely. It was a mixture of you being so straight forward and telling him to come inside you and you saying that he might be giving you a baby.

When you feel Harry's hot cum shoot up into your cunt, you hurriedly reach down and attach your fingers to your clit. Then you start rubbing aggressively and soon enough, you're coming with him.

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softomi · 3 years

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now accepting boyfriend applications.

based on my fic idea: you’ve just become newly single, in a drunken fit, you posted a status indicating you’re accepting applications for your next boyfriend. Oddly, three boys take you up on that; sending in their most professional resumes for the position. It seems there’s some fierce competitors.

next up: literature

It hurt, why wouldn’t it hurt. Your boyfriend of almost two years dumped you over text message with no warning and his reason? He just wasn’t feeling it anymore, what the fuck. Well, twenty phone calls, a hundred text messages sent to him, and a pretty nasty voicemail. The moment you realized just how crazy you were being was when you began pounding on his door at almost ten at night. His neighbors poking their head out to stare, and it really smacked you in the face how stupid you were being.

So you threw caution into the wind. it’s a Wednesday night, your first class tomorrow didn’t start until noon and you’re literature teacher was more of a lecturer so she probably won’t notice if you’re hung over. If anything, you could always ask the guy next to you for the notes.

Thus, you decide to throw back shots to your heart’s desire, sitting in the middle of your tiny studio apartment, on your bed to scream and cry at the romance movie. Love is dead. You groan loudly when your neighbor knocks against the wall, trying to tell you to promptly shut the fuck up.

Halfway through the movie, your mind is already swaying. Your throat stings just momentarily and you sip your cheap wine in hope it’ll dull the shots you had taken previously. When the male protagonist kisses the beautiful female of his dreams, you promptly chug the rest of the wine in your glass. Upset at their love, you wrap your lips around the tip of the wine bottle, drinking straight from it.

“I can find someone better.” You’ve reached a different point in your post break up sadness, you were mixed with anger, sadness, and an overall feeling of I’ll find someone with a better dick.

It’s never a good decision to post on social media while drunk, but it’s a great decision right now. You were going to post a ‘newly single’ status. Just to be nice and not spam everyone, you think you’ll just post it to your private account for your five friends to see. You’ve clearly neglected that step when you press post and it uploads to your public twitter account.

The urge to hurl takes priority over the sudden notifications on your phone. Your hair disheveled as you’re trying to hold onto the toilet, hold onto your hair, and throw up at the same time. The romance film comes to an end once you’ve fully emptied your stomach. You shove all the things off your bed, food falling onto the floor, empty bottle of wine rolled under your bed, remote lost somewhere. You fall asleep despite your cell phone going off.

The alarm jolts you, it causes you to scream, your palm slapping the snooze button and you aggressively pull the wire so that it comes out of the socket. Your head is throbbing and your cell phone is ringing at the same time. Annoyed, your hand stretches along the bed trying to find your cell. When you come emptyhanded, you sit up. Your hand steading the pulsing of your brain and you spot your phone ringing and vibrating on the ground.

“What?” You spit out, not bothering to look at the contact as you try to block out the sun.

“What do you mean what?” The voice snaps at you, “You post about boyfriend applications all of a sudden, did you guys break up?”

Of course he would be the one calling you, the person who loves gossip more than you do, “Tooru, can you like shut up for a second.” Your brain is dying and he’s over here trying to get the latest dish on your love life, “He dumped me okay.”

“That asshole.” He gasps, “Do you want me to come over?”

You look at the time on your cell briefly, “No. I have class all day. If you’re free later?”

“Of course!”

The phone call ends and rather than getting ready for the class you have in an hour, you’re checking your notifications. You have about twenty missed calls from Oikawa, another thirty text messages from him, he even left a voicemail; god he must have been desperate. Facebook is bland, you spent most of your time on Instagram deleting the photos of your now ex, and rarely do you ever get Twitter notifications. Oddly, you have fifteen notifications; all coming from your public account.

haha, boyfriend applications are official open. only taking serious apps lol

“No.” You sit up.

It wasn’t your post that freaked you out, it wasn’t that somehow it ended up on your public account, no you could delete it and pretend as if no one saw it but people saw it.

Is she serious?

If she is, I’m down.

What does serious applications mean?

Three comments, five likes, and four retweets.

And three unread messages.

Your finger rushes to delete the tweet before it can be retweeted even more by random classmates. All was good now. Your finger presses onto the message icon, you’re confronted with the icons of three of your classmates.

The most recent is from Miya Atsumu, a terrible flirt in your biology class. He chose the seat next to you in lab when his friends ditched him and hoarded their own table. He spun around in his chair, shooting you a cheeky grin when you briefly looked at him.

His first sentence was, “Hey you’re cute.”

And yours was, “I have a boyfriend.”.

You skip over his message upon spotting his use of sweetheart in the preview.

The next icon is of the guy in your intro to business class, Kuroo Tetsuro. The first time you saw him was outside of the classroom, you two ended up accidentally reaching the doors at the same time. He lets you go in first and the both of you chose the seats farthest from the board, and closest to the door. Despite his bed hair that made him look like he was going to sleep the entire class, he was a rather studious guy; chill but smart, he was a business major after all.

“Did you understand anything he was saying?” You murmur to him as you grab your bag.

“Of course!” He states, “I don’t look at twitter on my laptop when he’s lecturing.” Ah, he caught you.

Your eyes briefly scan the preview, he’s saying something about a resume and you think he’s talking about the homework assignment. You’re about to click on his first when the last catches your eye.

It’s from Akaashi Keiji. On the first day of class, you were late due to waiting in line for coffee. You awkwardly opened the door to the classroom, everyone turning to stare, and you lower your head, choosing a random seat that now you’re stuck with for the rest of the semester because that’s just how college works. The professor goes over the syllabus and suddenly announces that the person sitting to your right will be your revision partner for the semester.

“Hey.” You stop him and for a brief minute you feel your heart skip a beat because he was absolutely pretty, “Sorry, I’m Y/n. Since we’re going to be partners, do you want to exchange info?”.

“Uh. Sure. I’m Akaashi Keiji.”

“I’m going to be late for my business class. Do you have twitter?” You were never a fan of giving your phone number out. Before he can answer, you’re scribbling your username onto a piece of paper, placing it on his desk before running out to catch your next class.

His message is brief: Did you get my email?

You click his message first; it must have been urgent if he messaged and emailed you. There’s nothing else to his message, his previous one dates almost a week before his current one, telling you that he finished reading the book you recommended and that he enjoyed it.

The screen is pulled up with your finger, alternating apps to your personal email. The subject of his email simply reads Application.

Curiously, you click the attachment he’s sent with no body text. Your jaw dropped, hand placed over your open mouth and a small scream emitting.

“Is he fucking serious?”

His name is displayed at the top, along with his birthday, star sign, zodiac sign, age, even the pronouns he uses. There’s a short sentence under it. I am submitting an application for the position of Boyfriend. You’re internally screaming, blinking fast hoping that this was a joke but his ‘application’ reads like a resume. It lists his education from middle school to his current, his previous jobs, his skills, and his own personal goals for the future.

Your blushing profusely, you want to pull your hair, scream, even throw your phone but you shove down the feelings that want to have you die of embarrassment. You don’t have the energy to sadly explain to him that you were drunk and weren’t serious; ugh and you’re going to have to continue seeing him for the rest of the semester.

You revert back to twitter; your heart suddenly drops when you think about Kuroo’s message. Quickly, you pull up the messages, clicking his and suddenly you want dig yourself a grave because he’s sent a link to a pdf and it’s simply titled Resume. He probably used a resume template and never changed the title.

And sure enough, it’s a fucking professional resume declaring the certain skills he has to be your boyfriend. In fact, like the professional business major he is, he includes a letter of intent; indicating his reasons of interest for the position. It details the little quirks he finds cute about you. You want to break your phone in half with how red in the face you feel.

As you exit his message, you’re slowly praying that Atsumu’s message is just a random flirty comment that he occasionally likes to throw you once in a while or perhaps you’re hoping that he fell in a ditch and you won’t have to work with him for the rest of the semester since he almost blew up the lab station last time.

Nope, it’s a link to a google document. Oddly, you click it. Your heart has sunk to the pit of the earth because when you open the document, you see his fucking name in the upper right corner indicating he’s still on the stupid document.

Fuck fuck fuck. You’re running away from the document, aggressively leaving the page but it doesn’t help that when you end up back at your twitter messages, you can see the three dots, telling you he’s typing.

Morning sweetheart hope you enjoy the app

He sends it with a flirty wink and you stare at it for five full minutes. Curiosity gets the best of you and you click back onto his link, he’s no longer on the same document and you sigh safely. For someone who’s barely passing biology, his document was rather professionally detailed. Damn, he’s on the school’s volleyball team? Weirdly the page cuts off halfway, you continue to scroll until the next title page boldly states: Bedroom skills.

It didn’t help that you were scrolling a little too fast and caught sight of an image showing off his toned upper body. There goes his professionalism.

Your phone suddenly blares low battery, your screen turns black and now your anxiety is through the roof. You jump on your bed, trying to plug in your phone and you’ve just now realized that it is thirty minutes until your first class starts and it is literature. You’re scrambling to find your laptop, you trip on the bag of chips from last night, awkwardly trying to stand as you reach for your school bag.

“Shit!” You scream. You suddenly remember letting your stupid ex-boyfriend borrow your laptop.

You fall to the floor, fingers pulling your hair as you suddenly think about the deep shit your in. First, your boyfriend dumped you, now you randomly have three guys who sent you applications to be your next boyfriend and you’re still going to have to see them for the rest of the semester if you reject them. Lastly, you’re going to have to go to your ex’s place to get your laptop after having made a scene yesterday, and your phone is dead so you can’t cry to Oikawa about the deep shit you’re in.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #akaashi x reader #haikyuu scenarios #atsumu scenarios #kuroo scenarios #akaashi scenarios #kuroo #atsumu #akaashi #kuroo tetsurou #atsumu miya #akaashi keiji #hq #hq scenarios

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washymylifeaway · 3 years

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You have immaculate taste, so favorite rarepair fics? Any and all are good!

Afjjsjcjd I’m flattered you think my taste in fics is immaculate 😳 and thank you for providing me with this opportunity to yell about rare pairs :D

Rare pair fic recs:

He's Collecting Bugs on His Body; by tmntransformer (T) 15.8k /TsukkiHina/ tbh if you squint, there’s a whole bunch of rare pairs in this LOL. But the main thing from this fic is DENIAL. LOL. Also bugs LOL.

Turning Heads by ahhelga for Smokey310 (T) 2.8k /BokuAkaKuroTsukki/ uh the only thing I have to say is the secondhand embarrassment was uh intense LMFAO,,,,, no like I had to stop like three times cause I started dying a little on the inside,,,,,

Beans Are Spilled by rubysilk98 (G) 24.7k /OiYama/ bro am I trying to tear TsukkiYama apart? No LOL, but it feels like it. It’s the getting together fic of Oikawa and Yamaguchi and the title is very fitting. Also consent is important >:(

miya osamu's guide to bad neighbors, serial break-ups, and domesticity by rosegoldwriting (T) 3.1k /OsaAka/ PLEASE THE WAY I DIED READING THIS,,,, domestic and lovey but also funny asf. Like no, I kept laughing about this fic even after I finished because I just kept thinking about it,,,,,

How (Not) To Share A Bathroom by renaissance (T) 9.8k /OiSuga/ passive aggressive sticky notes,,,, but it’s really cute and made me go akjfdjksa at the end. Also, their friends are a holes to them LOL. I mean give them some pity right?

Idk what their ship names are someone please tell me,,,, why does tsukki alternate between one k and two k’s? UGH confusing.

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snaxpo · 3 years

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fuck it bugsnax/s4m au notes

alternate title: i’m at that point in liking something where i have to combine it with everything else i’ve liked previously and today i’m making that everyone else’s problem.

- base premise is a lil different! instead of being a journalist who was invited personally to the island by the expedition leader, you (or FK if you consider them a separate character from the player) are tasked with investigating the habitat, a budding commune on snaktooth island that may or may not be devolving into a cult. there’s just one teeny tiny problem - the commune’s leader and also your main suspect, boris habit, has been missing for weeks by the time you arrive.

- now it’s a matter of gaining the inhabitants’ trust/getting them to come back to the habitat while hunting and subduing the bugsnax, who seem increasingly eager to launch themselves at inhabitants at quite literally dangerous speeds, in a battle of wits to keep your newfound companions fed while documenting the strange creatures. and of course, the question of just what happened to boris habit still lingers in the air. think like... talentless nana where the protag pretends to be all cute and unassuming (complete with flower motifs!) but really they’re there on Super Secret Spy Business. but of course there’s less murder.

- oddly the bugsnax seem to have only become more aggressive after his disappearance. i’m sure it’s nothing.

- yes everyone is still a grumpus

- there isn’t really an interview “mechanic” so much as it is a Lot of cozying up to everybody in pursuit of whatever information you can find on habit/potential group rituals/events that led to his disappearance; you get it by bits and pieces rather than a single structured interview. there is of course a lot more interactions between characters than there is in s4m’s base game bc thats like 60% of the appeal of bugsnax and i would be a fool not to think of it.

- time for ideas for specific characters! kamal is the vice-mayor of the habitat and has been habit’s right-hand grump for as long as any of the inhabitants can remember, despite their relationship becoming increasingly strained ever since their arrival on the island, and especially before habit’s disappearance. i imagine you still find him passed out but instead of collapsing from starvation he’s like "please.... toothpaste... a breath mint.... some pepto bismol. i’ve been able to taste my own breath for weeks." has been trying to divide his time between looking after the habitat and looking for habit himself (and also his best friend wallus) but the dispersal of the habitat has left him a tad Demoralized, to say the least.

- i feel like trencil would play a wambus-adjacent role in the sense that he's the one taking care of the sauce plants and also one of the first townspeople you meet. you convince to come back with you not necessarily bc he'd be able to continue farming in town but bc he would probably have an easier time looking for his daughter if he got some sleep first (but only if you look for her in his stead)

- gillis is like. a wannabe chandlo. makes you capture a bunch of snax that he Says he's gonna use to get stronger but eventually you find out he's been releasing them or keeping them in like lil makeshift pet houses bc he always takes one look at their big googly eyes and turns to mush. but EVERYONE'S eating them so naturally if they find out he's not they're gonna think he's some kinda wuss so he just pretends.

- dallas keeps asking for sweet n colorful bugsnax to give to mirphy to impress her (sweetieflies, instabugs, etc etc.) but by some streak of bad luck they always end up being her least favorite. he tries to see if Maybe he can use them to make some new bugsnak-exclusive pigments, but like in canon they always end up turning into mush before he can get very far. mirphy meanwhile is far more interested in preserving them for a potential display, but similar to dallas, she never gets very far.

- i imagine the kid habiticians are like. a roving band of semi-feral children bc if anyone's gonna keep them in town it's definitely not kamal.

- i wanna do something with wallus SO BAD like you find him somewhere up in frosted peak but i have no idea what he would even DO its fucking killing me

- those are all the ideas i have For Now; s4m has more characters than bugsnax so there’s a lot to be done w/ them lmao. if i think of any more i’ll probably put it in another post or if anybody wants to spitball with me....... 👀

- and now we get to The Big Guns: habit.

- he was fun to work on w/ this au mostly bc despite being the rough equivalent of lizbert he’s a way different type of flawed leader than her; where liz is responsible to the point of martyring herself without a second thought and not thinking to delegate any tasks to the other snaxburg residents, which is what ultimately causes them to fall apart once she disappears, habit's deal is that he wants the position and appearance of an authority figure because it'll keep him safe, but he kind of sucks at taking responsibility for anything he does wrong because he’s spent most of his life acting according to what other people (namely his family) expect of him and being met with a negative reception no matter what, so he doesn’t really believe he has power over anything, including his own actions, despite being such a control freak for most of his own game. so his arc would need something that’s kind of antithetical to what liz had, wouldn’t it?

- so what i got so far is that au habit was tryin to covertly start a bugsnax cult bc he sees being asborbed by the snax as a sort of ascension and was eventually planning to have everyone be absorbed; it’s important to note however that bc information on bugsnax is so obscure he doesn’t actually 100% know how absorption works so tl;dr: habit became the bugsnax monarch willingly and then 5 seconds later he was like "oh no wait this fucking sucks. what have i done. shit. fuck."

- unable to cope with the realization that he was once again forced to act in accordance to someone (or in this case something) else's desires, he shuts down emotionally, becoming an empty husk of a grumpus while the bugsnax above run rampant thanks to the extra fuel and absolutely no restrictions until the Big Climax when habit is finally moved to take back control of the snax and by proxy Take Some Fucking Responsibility for knowingly luring people to cthulhu island. however this does leave the obvious question of if he was such an empty shell for most of the game why didn’t they just. eat him.

- the answer i eventually landed on was that his self-preservation instincts were still kicking on a subconscious level and during the aforementioned climax he eventually realizes that he does not in fact want to die, he just doesn’t want to keep living the way he is now (as part of an ancient hivemind beyond his understanding) or the way he was before (you know.)

- also fun fact: i was thinking about what his monarch body would be based off of bc the snakdragon, while cool as shit, didn’t feel right for him, and then i remembered that blooming onions exist. i imagine he’s in the middle acting as the flower’s “stigma”

- as for endings i’m thinking like. in the neutral ending kamal joins habit but its left ambiguous whether or not they'll ever be able to leave the island or if this is even a permanent solution (call that the paw in unloveable paw ending). in the good ending you bust habit outta his queen body after fending off enough bugsnax together and it’s super gross bc the undersnax as a whole is super gross but hey at least everyone’s leaving alive. i don’t know what a bad ending entails except most if not all of the cast is dead and habit is left alone on the island surrounded by reminders of his spectacular failure.

- hell i can even think of a sequel hook for the good ending like in canon bugsnax; some time after the ending/credits you ask habit just Where did he get the information on bugsnax that led to him being like “you could make a religion out of this” and the screen fades to black before you hear his answer. there.

- its almost midnight.

#text post #bugsnax #smile for me #smile for me game #s4m #bugsnax spoilers #au

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perhapsthanatos · 3 years

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05:23 am with kun ♡

nct's kun x gn!reader (i got inspired when researching about hades & persephone’s myth/story for a project as well as watching an unhealthy amount of apartment tour videos on youtube while feeling incredibly lonely + the songs listed below)

alternate title: the devil i know well

genre: a tiny bit of angst. mainly fluff. non idol au. demon boyfriend!au.

word count: 800~

playlist: door by caroline polachek, nightime by oklou & backseat by charli xcx ft. carly rae jepsen.

warnings: none. lower case intended.

a/n: hello again yes im back & way sooner than i thought :)) tysm for giving love to odd counterpoises, in all honesty i didnt expect ppl to like it nor did i expect that much attention given to it it bc tbh it was kinda rushed, but bc of that i immediately got motivated to do this fic & better this time i promise ♡ this fic was actually supposed to be a winwin fic but after seeing kick back & getting aggressively biased wrecked i just had to give it to kun & plus i felt it fit better :(( hope u enjoy!!! oh & i almost forgot to mention but did yall see that one vid w kun w red hair omg pls

your eyes struggle to stay open and focused on the television in front of you. it plays some sort of dramatic film that you haven’t been paying attention to. but it’s not like you remember any of the other plots of the previous films from awhile ago anyway. you were simply trying to stay awake, waiting for your boyfriend to come home. but with the given hour, you easily start to doze off, your body disregarding the cup of coffee you took 2 hours ago.

“funny, i knew that i’d find you here.”

your head snaps up and meets kun’s gaze. he’s at the door way removing his black blazer, hanging it on one of the hooks by the entrance. you look at him in awe as he unbuttons a few buttons of his white dress shirt. for a demon, he looks incredibly angelic, even in the dim lighting. his hair is red with messy waves, his glasses are resting on the tip of his nose and his yellow eyes seem more tired than usual. he removes his shoes and walks over to you, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“did you sleep alright today?” you stay silent for a bit, eliciting a laugh from him (which shows off a bit of his cute fangs) and continues before you can even object. “don’t you dare lie. it’s so easy to tell.”

“stop making fun of me,” you pout, crossing your arms and turning away. his heart wavers, you’re too adorable for him to handle.

“no, no. i just think that it’s cute that you stay up for me.” he smiles, turning to you again, tucking a stand of heir behind your ear lovingly. “as much as i should be scolding you… i can’t help but be flattered that you do this for me. i know its been kinda hard that we can’t see each other as much as we’d and it’s a bit annoying that hell is nocturnal but at least i have something to look forward to when my day ends.”

he runs his thumb over your burning cheek as you take your finger to push up the bridge of his glasses which were threatening to fall off. “anyway, dearest one, let’s get to bed. i’m not gonna let you fall asleep on the couch like last time,” he starts to lift you off bridal style. “will you come with, though?” you ask, resting your head in the crook of his neck, starting to doze off again. “duh. going to bed is a group activity, you dummy.” he snickers as you flick one of the small horns on his forehead in retaliation, too lazy to argue.

reaching the master’s room, he sets you gently on the bed, watching as you settle in the blankets. he moves to the other side, setting his glasses on the nightstand, then climbing in as well. “i’ll change later. i’ve waited the entire day for this.”

you lift up the other side of the blanket and welcome him in. on instinct the both of you easily attach to each other. your head nuzzled in his neck, and his cheek resting on you’re forehead. he sighs in content.

“oh, have i told you that i love you today?”

“you said it earlier, before you left.”

“well, i’m saying it again. i love you so, so, much and i want things to be like this forever.”

you pause for a moment, eyes now wide open. you look up at him. “you’re getting sappy so suddenly again, what’s wrong?“

“no, no, it’s fine. there’s just a lot on my mind, that’s all.” he sighs, the mood slowly shifting.

“you know you can tell me, right? you don’t have to, but it might make you feel better? promise.”

he looks at you and takes a deep breath, taking his hands and cupping your cheeks, making you look straight into his golden irises.

”like i said, i love you. i really do. but you’re a human and i’m a demon. other demons will try to have a go at you, angels will try to come ‘save you’ from me, and humans will see you as a victim.” he pauses for a bit before continuing. “but i don’t care about any of that. i love you, and that's all that matters. i will forever move heaven, hell and earth to keep us together.” he speaks softly and slowly, a tone that assures you completely despite the initial fear.

“but please,” he shushes you, placing your head back gently on his shoulder, beginning to stroke your hair. ”i don’t want any of us to worry about that. right now it’s time for bed, you haven’t slept at all and i’ve had a busy day.”

“mhm, alright. i love you lots, beb.” you place a sleepy kiss on his lips as he smiles into it.

“goodnight lovely, i love you too. so, so much,” he whispers as you both fall into a deep slumber.

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