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yostresswritinggirl · 1 year

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Logbook Masterlist

E M O J I - A N O N S

8 1 : (🥗) (🌵) (👀) (🧪) (🧪✨) (💧) (👁️👄👁️) (🐞) (🌌) (🐟) (💠) (🌠) (🐰) (⚓) (🦉) (🌼) (🍊) (🍣) (🌟) (⭐) (💜) (🍙) (🦸‍♀️) (🐳) (🐄) (🥝) (🌰) (🥞) (🌸) (🎃) (🍁) (🥨) (💫) (✨) (🦋) (💥) (☄️) (🍆) (❄️) (🖤) (🧚‍♀️) (🐥) (🏃‍♂️) (🕺) (🍷) (🗿) (🦑) (🐝) (🌺) (🗡️) (🦊) (🎐) (🍵) (🍒) (🍍) (🍓) (🐛) (🥤) (🍡) (🍂) (🌷) (💎) (🍤) (🍀) (🎻) (💦) (🎲) (🚽) (🌈) (🍺) (⚔️) (💛) (🎨) (👨‍🚀) (⚜️) (🥢) (🐇) (🦦) (💀) (🌪️) (🍎)

N A M E D - A N O N S

(Resin anon) (Jean anon/Jean anon¹/tripulls anon) (Tiger lily anon) (Crocus anon) (Violet anon) (teletubie anon/🧪✨) (riebp anon/poor anon) (Tiktok anon) (running anon) (60k anon) (Xiao simp 2k 21?) (Flirty Voiceline anon/🍣 anon) (3.4k tofu god) (Dandi) (Cilly) (Collei) (Forgetful) (Glider) (Snowdrop) (Oreo) (Honeyflower) (Random One) (Sadistic Bitch) (Childe kin anon) (Puppet anon/🖤) (Amber dream anon) (Roki) (tofu hoe) (bwaap & emmory supremacist) (Papillon anon/🦋) (Chongyun anon) (Matcha) (Lurker) (5"11 girl anon) (Rook) (Pomefiore anon) (Minx) (5"7 anon/seven) (あのん) (Ruin Guard Anon) (angel anon) (5"1 anon) (Nik/🍤) (Sho/🎨) (Yandere anon) (Chills anon/👁️👄👁️) (Vagabond anon) (Kokomi anon) (Bean Girl) (Lynx/Daffodil anon) (Sleuth Anon) (Big Sibling Anon/⚜️) (Taka) (Justice Anon/Voyage) (Bali) (ER) (Ningguang mod) (cyno lovebot anon) (Lady in the lake) (borg) (fluff anon) (bloom anon) (bonk) (Pela anon) (just passing by anon) (Starry Wine anon/Cousin Asker) (Jackdaw Anon) (fifi anon)

M O O T S

(Kookie) (Yen/Heiayen/🌻) (Cala) (Winter) (Sweets) (Dandi) (Hannie) (Mama Archon) (Catty) (Rift) (Nyom) (Lato) (Bunz) (Lehra) (Lufurus) (Rei) (Amino) (Phoenix) (Lya) (Starfell) (Pengu) (Unreconciled) (Bee) (ambers-glider) (Ether) (Sucker) (Sparrow) (Mutsukitty) (Cherry) (Suki) (Tart) (Kaida) (Muff) (Albaedhoe) (Almond) (Lily) (lilykags) (Ascher) (Tragedy) (Villie) (Lenius) (Romanticaa) (Yua) (Tofuxiaociao) (Monica) (Chuu) (windbornevioletta) (Jovin) (Judgment) (Seagulls) (hamsters) (Venexus) (glxssyhexrts) (heusch) (Ansytea) (crimsonji) (perpetualcynicism)

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Wanderer's Voicelines About Puppet Reader

Yae Miko's Voicelines About Puppet Reader

"Fontaine Alternative" Ending

Wanderer finding out who caused the kintsugi

Puppet Reader's Astraphobia

"Kouta" - their pet bird child

How the Interlude Quest is canon in Kintsugi

Good Ending Finale

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#𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭!𝐂𝐲𝐧𝐨

Possible Endings

Fan sequel

The heart that was offered

The near-death connection

Tighnari's Letters heart!Tighnari

Incident 2.0

About Heart!Reader Voicelines

Post-2.0 Crying Session™

Heart!Reader gets struck instead of Tighnari

TCG Brainrot

S U B M I S S I O N S

Fluff anon Fanart Collection: Klee or Nahida Nilou Nishimiya

Lady in the Lake anon Fanart Collection: One Two

Rei Fanart Collection: Kasala<3 Faceless/Doodles

Rabbit Fanart Collection: Art Summary Yeha 2023

Poly Cynilou - Starfell

Cyno's VA signed print - Rei

Cherry lore - Cherry

Nilou & Me Fanart - Ansytea

2022 Art Summary - Rabbit

Hearts of Iron genshin - 🐟 anon

Way of the Househusband Kazuha - Pela anon

Niwa x Reader - Bloom anon

Poly Kavetham - insideous-beez

Komorebi (inspired by Kintsugi) - mhiieee

anon masterlist for 2022 and onwards

; 2021 anon masterlist

#masterlist #exiled community #submissions

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minkrista · 5 years

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Сегодня особо хвастаться нечем. Немного вечерком помучала стиль. Все думаю его изменить, попроще сделать да поизящнее. Но никак не получается. Пытаюсь рисовать в другом, а выходит тот же или невиданная фигня. Видимо, не человек выбирает стиль, а стиль выбирает человека. Зато раскрасила набросок за 5 января. Весь день счастливая играла в Life is Strange: Before the Storm. Наконец-то скачала. Я так скучала по этой истории, этим персонажам и эту миру. Мне так не хватало атмосферы LiS! В общем, не разочарована. Однако не хватает способности перематывать время. Боюсь что-нибудь ляпнуть и понимаю, что назад ведь уже не вернешь. История Рейчел и Хлои красива и печальна одновременно. На данным момент прохожу второй эпизод, все жду, когда они начнут встречаться :> В голове никак не укладывается, что в этой части им всего 16 лет. Они выглядят такими взрослыми. Очень Хлою понимаю. Сама умираю по крашу, правда, у нас не такие отношения… Ну, мы вообще не общаемся. И грустно слышать ее слова о Макс, хотя тв действительно свалила не в нужный момент. Позже, пока рисовала, смотрела Винкс. Так завлекает, вау. Мне прям нравится. К слову, им тоже 16-17. Пипееец. У меня такой жизни в 16 не будет. Она мало изменится от моей нынешней. Просто ко всему нытью добавится нытье об ОГЭ.. Завтра в школу. Если я лягу даже до часу ночи, то это будет ой-ой как круто. При том, что я всегда шла спать после 3. Всем чудесных сновидений! (Хотя, кому я желаю? Все равно меня никто не читает)

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brattsun · 3 years

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a contradiction in terms, a kuroo x f!reader smau

series masterlist | updates tues, thurs, and sat

summary: at a small liberal arts university, buried in the middle of America, romance blossoms in the most unconventional places after Kuroo Tetsurou, University Class President, and you, a scholarship student at the top of your class butt heads during a routine student council meeting.

a/n: lots of college pretentious debate, enemies to lovers, there will be smut and my blog is 18+ so minors DNI, I’m not anticipating needing a taglist but if anyone wants to be on it they can send me an ask. This is my first social media AU so I’m expecting it to be a mashup of texts and some written sections. sadlg;hakl im pretty nervous but i think the more i do this hopefully i’ll get better at it as;dghlask so bear with me.

CH 2 - let it go, bro, pt 3

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Kuroo makes his way up the stairs, slipping out of his wool coat and scarf, it gets warmer as he gets higher, and his legs feel like jelly from running Lev’s drills. The third floor of the science building is stuck squarely in the 80’s, dark wood, jewel tones, deep green walls and a grey rug floor. The tables in each of the classrooms he passes are huge and oak, with matching chairs behind them. It’s quiet, but as he makes his way down the hallway, catching your voice floating through the open door, and taking a moment to eavesdrop.

“Ah, actually,” you say, and he hears you take a couple steps, “It looks like this might be the trans hudson orogeny, just because of the shape of the island arc in that one, when compared to this map here?”

“Oh!” He hears another girl scramble for some paper, “Oh oh, oh my god, I think you’re right.” He hears the creek of a chair as she collapses in exhaustion. “You fucking did it.” He swallows, disliking how nervous he is, reaching up and knocking on the door.

“Come in,” you say softly, “We don’t have the room reserved.” You’re hovering over a table covered in a colorful confusing map. “Oh! Ah,” he’s seized with guilt at the way you automatically hop on the defensive, the way your shoulders stiffen, your fingers lacing and unlacing in a mannerism he now recognizes as a nervous tic.

“Can I uh,” remembering that’s what he said last time, “Can I borrow you for a second?” You swallow, and the other girl looks intensely uncomfortable. “I uh, I got your annotations, and I want to talk to you about them.” You nod slowly and roll your neck, it cracks loudly. You follow him out into the hallway. “So,” he says, “You might have hurt my feelings, and I lashed out, which is an explanation and not an excuse.”

“Oh,” you cross your arms across your chest.

“I care, a lot, very, very deeply, for the students at this school. I care about my friends, and my work, and I know I’m not very emotionally expressive, but I can be ah, emotional.” You raise an eyebrow. “What?”

“I’m valuing the merits of making a joke about you telling me to calm down,” you say dryly and he grins.

“I get you now, that was you making the joke, correct?” he says, and you nod. “I thought maybe, ah we could talk, about the paper? Civilly, I promise. No quoting founding fathers.”

“Oh ah,” You move a little away from him in the hallway, “Honestly I’m not super interested in that.” He blinks at you. “You were right, political science isn’t my major, and um, honestly my views on this stuff are rooted in personal issues, I can’t promise it won’t get ah, heated. Plus I’ve really got to work on this lab,” you jerk your head back to the door. Kuroo’s mind races, he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he made this right.

“Can I have your number, then, and we can text?” He watches you consider, disliking the way his heart is sprinting in his chest. Your eyes dart back to the classroom before answering.

“Yeah, ah, sure.”

“I’d like to make this more accessible, I mean, student council, for scholarship students.”

You nod quickly, and your eyes dart back to the lab. “But ah, tomorrow, okay, not, not tonight, I’ll let you finish up.”

“I’m um,” you say quickly, “I’m not promising to come out of this conversation agreeing with you on anything, just um, just so you’re aware.” He grins, amber eyes glinting.

“Excellent.”

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#kuroo tetsurou #kuroo #kuroo smau #kuroo smut #hq smau #hq smut #hq x reader #hq x reader smau #haikyuu smau #haikyuu x reader smau #hq #haikyuu!!#yachi #daisho #daisho suguru

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alltakennames-blog2 · 4 years

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Top 90 Nature Baby Names for Girls & Boys

Nature baby names have been on the ascent since the Green Revolution. They describe the trees, flowers, shadows, or any extra elemental kind of things!

The natural universe has long served as motivation for everything from iconic acts of art and research to design and scientific discoveries. So it’s not shocking that nature baby names have budded up, too.

Suggesting your child after your favorite flower, tree, or greenery is not only a way to pay recognition to the natural life, but these names also pack a stroke with lovely meanings and unique or breezy sounds.

And while traditional nature names, like Lily and Rose, apparently aren’t going everywhere any time quickly, a growing trend is to choose less conventional nature names for kids, which is where this nature baby name decides to come in.Nature-inspired baby names are unusual but not kooky.

Read this article for : Native American Baby Names

The most useful ones have a comfortable organic quality externally doing over the top crunchy, not that there's anything incorrect with granola!

Here are some of the most chilling nature baby names I've observed for baby girl and baby boy. They come from all species of natural elements, trees, petals, rocks, and more.

Nature Baby Boy Names

Adair

Ainsley

Alder

Ash

Aspen

Aster

Birk

Bryce

Bryn

Briar

Clay

Colm

Conall

Drake

Elm

Heath

Huckleberry

Hyacinth

Indigo

Jasper

Jonquil

Juniper

Lake

Lark

Oliver

Opal

Oriel

Pierce

Reed

River

Rowan

Sky

Spruce

Terran

Vernon

Wren

Yael

Nature Baby Girl Names

Amaranth

Amber

Amethyst

Auburn

Autumn

Ava

Azure

Beech

Bianca

Brooke

Clementine

Calla

Camellia

Celeste

Cerise

Citron

Daphne

Ebony

Ember

Eira

Emerald

Estelle

Hazel

Heather

Hollis

Ilana

Isla

Ivy

Jade

June

Luna

Marina

Meadow

Neva

Olive

Pearl

Plum

Raine

Ruby

Sapphire

Savannah

Sierra

Stella

Talia

Terra

Viola

Vana

Varsha

Yaelle

So, This is the list of nature-inspired baby names, and we hope that you found for your beautiful newborn. Do let us know in the comment box what that name you choose for your cute baby.

#nature baby names #baby names #unique #cool #names #kids #nature boy #nature girl #babygirl #babyboy #nature

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jeonjagia · 4 years

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When the Cherries Bloom in August- Chapter 3

After this shocking event, the boys are ready for me to move in. I have no idea why they want me to, I mean, I have no reason to. I'm not dating any one of them right now. Sighing, i follow them as they leave BigHit. "So where is your house from here?" Jimin asks. "Follow me," I sigh. They follow me to my apartment and I let them in. "So, do you need help moving stuff?" Rap mon asks. "Ok," I say, "why am I moving in with you? I mean I have no reason to," "Well, don't you want to?" Suga asks scratching at my wooden table. "Well, yes," I respond quieter. "Who doesn't," "His reasoning is so that it will be easier for us to commute to work, and even when we are not at work, we can work on stuff." Jin explains. "I mean I see that, but it just seems like a test or a set up." I sigh. "No, Amber, it's not," rap mon states. "Well, then you'll have to help me," I say walking into my kitchen. "Well need boxes, a lot from the looks of it," Jungkook says looking around. "Better get started then," I say walking toward the closet to fetch some of my old boxes that I move in to this apartment with. Pulling them out I start to pack my things up. "Are you going to help?" I ask seeing as they're all standing around. "I'll get more boxes," Jin says. "I'll gather up......the DVD's," jungkook says eyeing my tv. "I'll help you," v says kneeling down next to me. "I'll-" rap mon starts, looking up at him he says "-just sit over there," pointing to the couch. "I'll call the moving company," Jhope says pulling out his phone.

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A few hours into packing has us all exhausted. Jin stopped awhile before us to cook us dinner. It's around 7:00 pm when we stop. Gathering around my table, the feast looks delicious. "Eat well," Jin says, and we start eating.

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When we finish I help the boys clean up and then decide to continue packing. "Arnt you overworking yourself?" Jhope asks. "No," I say shaking my head, "I want to get this done," Thinking further I ask, "what will happen to my apartment?" "I'm not sure," Jhope says thinking. Continuing my work, I pack up all of my bedroom stuff. Thankfully because it's a small apartment, there isn't much to pack up. By tomorrow I'll have everything packed.

"Are you guys going to your dorm soon?" I ask as I exit my room to find them all in the living room. Kookie has apparently found my games and decided to play them. V has joined him and Jimin watches the two. Leaning on the door frame I ask again to get their attention. "What?" The two youngest ask turning around. "Are you guys going to go to the dorm to sleep?" "It's too late now," Jimin states. "You guys are terrible," I say as I turn to gather blankets and pillows for them. "You know, you are seven strong independent boys, I'm sure you can handle yourselves," I say throwing the blankets at them. Suga seeing the opportunity, plops down on the pile and falls asleep. Rolling my eyes I turn to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

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Today is the big day. I wake up thinking a burglar broken into my apartment, then I realize that the boys stayed here overnight. Sighing at their noise, I get up and get ready for the day. Exiting the bathroom, I enter into the living room and find the boys. "Yay! Someone's here!" V exclaims coming and hugging me. "Hello," I reply as I look into the kitchen. Jin has unpacked all my packed kitchen utensils and has started making breakfast. "Jin, I packed that last night," I say wearily as I sit down at the counter rubbing my face. "I know, but you'll have all you need at our place," "Yeah, when are we moving?" Jungkooks asks coming over. "When breakfast is over," Jin says. "That fast?" I ask. He nods. "I called the movers and they're ready after breakfast," "Ok then," I say looking around to see if anything else needs to be packed. Everything is done, which is surprising. They must have kept packing after I went to sleep.

After breakfast, which was delicious, the boys start to gather the boxes together and get them near the door. "Ok, V get this one and put it near the door, Suga, you're going to have to do something," Suga looks grumpily at RM but takes a box anyway. "Such a leader," I laugh at him. He rolls his eyes. "It's hard to rally these guys," * It take an hour to load everything into the moving truck and get ready to go. RM drives with the truck to show them where to go, and the rest of the boys and I take another van. Piling in, I get into the back seat and watch as Jungkook and Jimin sit beside me. It's squished. When we are all in, we are off toward the dorm. I have no idea where I will stay. I don't know if they have a guest bedroom or not. "So, what do you like?" Jimin asks hesitantly. "Um, I like art, music, and food," I reply smiling at him. He nods. "Do you like dancing?" "Yeah, But I honestly think I'm not good," Jungkook snorts from beside me. "You have a problem jeon?" I ask narrowing my eyes playfully. Slightly taken aback from my "impoliteness" he shakes his head explaining, "no, a girl with your body should be fine with it," he says staring out the window. "Thanks?" I reply not knowing if that's a compliment or not. The rest of the time is spent looking out the window as Seoul passes by. "We're here," rm says as the van comes to a stop. Piling out, each of the boys takes a load with them, along with the two mover men, and with that, we head into their dorm. Namjoon enters the password and opens the door for everyone. We enter, and head to the elevator, which is larger than normal ones. "Floor 9," Jungkook says to the mover man, who is able to punch the buttons. "You live on the 9th floor?" I ask to no one in particular. "Yup," Jungkook responds. The elevator sings and we all exit. The elegant hallway leading to their front door. Namjoon handles the keys and again, opens the door for everyone. "You can just put your load on the floor, and we can deal with it later," Jin says to the two men. They nod, and do as he says, and with that, they're gone. "So," Jin says placing his box down as well. "Where do you want to sleep?" "I guess you don't have a guest bedroom?" "Um, not really," "Ugh," I sigh. "Well, pick one," namjoon says. "What?" I ask not understanding. "Pick one of us to sleep with. We don't have a room for you," "But the couch," I ask pointing to it. "It's really nasty," Jungkook says sneering. "Yeah, and it smells," Jimin chimes in. "And it's hard," Suga says forlornly. I see what they're trying to do. The little shits. Narrowing my eyes. "How bout this, I sleep with each one of you," I start until I see the look on jimins face. "Not that sleep you idiot!" I say throwing a conveniently placed tee shirt at him. Again, it smacks him in the face. Smiling to myself, I finish, "and then I'll decide. Except Jin cause he's like 25 and I'm 19, so, kinda an age gap, and I see him as like an older brother," Jin nods understanding. "So, six days, six men, who first?" Namjoon asks expectantly.

#bts #bts taehyung #btsjimin #btsjhope #cute #btsfluff

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tjkiahgb · 6 years

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Anon and I wrap up Season 2 - Part 3: Best and Worst Character Arcs

“Question Three: Which main character had the best arc and vice versa? I’ll go extra and give out a list in order of best to worst - Buffy, Bex, Cece, Jonah, Andi and Cyrus.

Bex had a really cool arc from trying to find a niche between friend and mom. But more importantly, her arc on graduating and finding her career is a good message to kids not to give up on their education.

Cece has really loosened up this season and it’s nice to see her have fun.

Jonah arguably had powerful moments but I find his arc to be disjointed. It’s like the writers never really knew what to do with him and decided to give him a mental breakdown out of the blue. I initially thought it was a clever twist to make Jyrus happen but it ended up being just more lousy writing.

Andi may be the main character but she hardly had any development for the whole season. Sure, she’s more assertive and outspoken but I feel like those are just magnifications of the same Andi that we saw in season one. It doesn’t help at all that Jandi is the biggest thing going on with her, which made her pretty stagnant. The only storyline where she had any sense of agency was playing the Bexie matchmaker.

Speaking of agency, this is the main criteria of which I base this answer. And thus Buffy Driscoll takes the crown. Where to begin? Her insatiable hunger to be good at the things she sets her mind into? Her refusal to cave in to peer pressure and engage in a romantic dyad she feels she isn’t ready for? Her determination to break barriers to show that girls can be better than boys even in sports? Her ability to exercise self-control and perseverance despite and in spite of the animosity and ostracism she has faced in her team? Her decision to be the bigger person and helping her tormentor for the sake of being a team player? Her compassion and loyalty to Cyrus? The only time Buffy lost agency in this season is when her mom got a job somewhere else and they had to move - but even then she stubbornly refused to say goodbye and dictated the terms of her departure. Man, this season has been the season of the slayer.

In all fairness, Cyrus did have a lot of agency in this season as well. There was his aforementioned coming out scene, his determination to make his Bash Mitzvah a success, and Tyrus. However, the reason why I rate him as having the worst arc is that most of these big developments occur off-screen. On the basis of what is actually shown on the show, the biggest arcs he had was Ciris. Which was pretty okay but I felt was just abruptly cut off. I know a lot of people here lament the fact that he never used the word gay. But I think his refusal to use that label also shows agency on his part. I think my main problem is that his arc appears to be disjointed - he’s just the kooky sidekick who’s there for comedic relief until his big moments come. And this has made point A to point B to point C Cyrus seemingly different persons. And seeing all the press, I find a certain dissonance between using Joshua as a poster boy for representation and having his character’s story relegated to the backburner for most of the season. The writers have treated Cyrus’ story as this precious china that is there mostly for display only to be brought out during special occasions. As I have said before, for someone who's second on the billing, Cyrus' story gets short changed over and over and over again.”

It’s hard to argue with too many of these, Anon. I’ll pass on ranking them myself, but I’ll jump in and add a little bit more.

I love how multifaceted Bex’s issues are. She’s learning how to be a mom. She’s learning how to be a better daughter and interact better with her mother. She’s dealing with her relationship with Bowie and trying to find a split between being mature (respecting where he’s at in life) and going after the man she wants. And she’s finding her place in the working world. Her growth seems to happen pretty quietly, but it’s impressive to see how far she’s come.

Celia is such a fantastic character. I think it’s great that now that she doesn’t have to shoulder so much of the responsibility of raising Andi, she can finally be more of a grandma. Her relationship with Bex continues to be fascinating -- trying to help her succeed while also trying to figure out when she’s overstepping. Her stuff with Ham this season has been a bit of a disappointment though. They interact less and less as time goes on, so much so that their storylines have become about how they don’t talk enough. Celia buying The Fringe without telling Ham can be chalked up a little to her go-getter attitude, but that’s still way too much. And Ham deciding to leave the country without telling her is about on par. I’m hoping for some cleaner stories in season 3 between those two (though I get the feeling Ham’s going to be doing a lot of “traveling” for much of the time).

I sort of agree with you on Jonah’s arc being disjointed, though for different reasons. Much of 2A was tied in Andi and Jonah feeling out their relationship, but I found it to be not incredibly interesting stuff. As I said in part 1 of this series of posts, I actually liked the introduction of the panic attack. I think it gave Jonah some depth that he was sorely missing as a main character. I never saw it as a way to move him towards Cyrus, though. I accepted it as being sprung from his relationship issues with Andi. The stuff with him in 2B was hit and miss. I liked the idea of him treating his anxiety through music, but doing all of that therapy through the lens of Bowie, who’s really kind of making things up as he goes along, was maybe a mistake. He should seek professional help at some point (perhaps in season 3). I do like the steps he’s taking to mature, as well. Being gracious around Walker at the art fair was a great move. But, right after that, he signed up to go to a two month frisbee camp, which is the worst thing he’s ever done. I mean, it’s not really bad, but, you know, TWO MONTH FRISBEE CAMP?!

I’d argue Andi’s arc has been the worst of the bunch. Season 2 overall for her has been a lot of messy back and forth about how much she does or doesn’t need Jonah in her life. Her relationship with the GHC remains pretty much the same, which is sort of nice, to keep it as this constant bright spot in her life, but doesn’t allow for a whole lot of drama. And the Bexie stuff has been pretty static for her as well. Andi started the season trying to get them together and didn’t really veer off that path. I feel like even in 2A, when it seemed like Bexie maybe wouldn’t happen, or later, when there were obstacles like Bowie getting a serious girlfriend, Andi never stopped believing that Bex and Bowie had to get married. I’ve enjoyed the growth in her relationships with her immediate family members, but on the whole, her arc has been lacking.

You’re right about Buffy having had the most to do this season. She’s shown strength throughout all of season 2 in various ways, but being strong is fairly consistent with her character. I find her most interesting moments come when she lets her guard down a bit: admitting to Jonah she’s chasing victory to prove to herself she’s strong, admitting to her mother she’s not strong enough to leave her friends. I think finding the ability to forgive those who’ve wronged her -- Amber and TJ -- showed a lot of emotional strength. Buffy’s season has been an interesting study in the ways strength manifests itself, and that sometimes the strongest thing you can do is admit to a weakness.

I know we’ve made a lot about Cyrus’s storylines receiving a lack of visibility, but I will say I think his arc is still a decent one. (For the record, I think not saying “gay” and the fact that he does only have a few explicitly gay moments a season comes from the Mouse up above rather than being a choice made by the writers.) Cyrus has matured a lot over the season. He’s grown, he’s had his Bar Mitzvah, he’s begun to learn what he does and doesn’t want in a relationship. Letting go of his vision of Jonah and moving on (while it upset a lot of viewers) is actually quite a big move for him. He’s trying to see people more for who they are rather than what he’s made them out to be. Plus, he’s starting to gain more confidence, which is great. When you look at his three explicit moments of gayness this season, you see that. The coming out conversation with Buffy was fraught with confusion and fear. His coming out with Andi was much lighter. By the time he’s talking to Buffy about his lost crush on Jonah, it’s business as usual. He’s gay. He can talk about his feelings for a boy (at least to Buffy) with little drama. Here’s to hoping it gets a little more spotlight in season 3.

I want to touch on a couple of the recurring characters, too. (Not TJ. Everyone knows where I stand on TJ’s arc.)

Amber. Poor Amber. My heart goes out to any Amber stans in the audience. Her redemption arc was beaten up and tossed around all over the place. I thought maybe they were heading there in 2A but that whole ferris wheel thing happened. I thought they might try again in 2B, but they just ripped off her eyebrow and forgot about her for almost the entire rest of the season until they suddenly brought her back with a few episodes to go and did a pretty sloppy story. The friendship with Cyrus could maybe work, given some time, but the Buffy thing happened way too fast. And really, Amber’s story is mostly with Jonah and Andi anyway, so why go there? At least she’s starting to get put into a better light. Maybe she’ll finally get to settle things with Jonah and Andi in season 3.

And Walker? He was introduced as this charming, artsy boy, and now, several appearances later, what more do we know about him? Sort of nothing. He’s still a charming, artsy boy. We know he’s coming back for season 3. I’m curious what kind of arc he might have in store for him. What other aspects does he have besides being charming and making art?

#Andi Mack #Bex Mack #Celia Mack #Buffy Driscoll #Cyrus Goodman #Jonah Beck #Amber #Walker Brodsky #Andi #analysis

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elvencantation · 7 years

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Kihyun Minhyuk Shownu Wonho Changkyun Jooheon

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#my kpop tags #kpop groups #there are still things to add im sure #ill do it later #cant tell daehyun and himchan apart yet but im working on it #also working on learning more nct members names

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o-mmries · 7 years

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I was tagged by @kittykuroken to do this! thank you firefly <3

rules: answer questions then tag 20 blogs you want to know better

1.Nickname: Tae or Don i’ve had an array. anything works really 2.Gender: female 3.Star Sign: aries 4.Height: 165 cm / about 5′ 5″ give or take 5.Time: 3:18 pm 6.Birthday: March 21st 7.Favourite Bands: BTS, Red Velvet, Toppdogg, Panic! At The Disco, The Script, All Time Low and more but I cant really list oops 8.Favourite Solo Artist: maybe amber? idk tho 9.Song Stuck In My Head: Nearly Witches (Ever Snce We Met) - Panic! and Shake That Brass - Amber 10.Last movie watched: Tinker Bell 11.Last show watched: Steven Universe 12.When did I create my blog: June 22nd I think 13.What do I post: anything really. depends on my mood. I sometimes post things like moodboards but I'm thinking of posting edits soon! 14.Last thing I googled: idk and I don't feel like looking 15.Do you have other blogs: yes but theyre pretty empty but if you want to look just hmu 16.Do you get asks: if i’m lucky yes but its rare 17.Why did you choose your url: because I love kookie and I thought I was being clever as hell 18.Following: like a lot lmao idk 19.Followers: like 124 or smth idk 20.Favourite colors: red, grey, black and midnight blue specific I know 21.Average hours of sleep: my what now 22.Lucky number: idk like 7 or smth 23.Instruments: is my voice an option 24.What are you wearing: a black tshirt with like black cali surf club shorts or smth lke that 25.How many blankets I sleep with: one 26.Dream Job: the arts like art or photography. maybe dance. or medicine idk. or modeling but 27.Dream trip: id love to travel the world 28.Favourite food: don't make me choose ok but I love lasagna and twix bars oops. not together ofc

29.Nationality: American/ African American 30.Favourite song now: Nearly Witches? 31.Favourite fruit: Apples! 32.Favourite season: Winter 33.Favourite flower: probably black or red roses but I have allergies oops 34.Favourite animals: Cats, wolves, and foxes 35.Favourite fictional character: Levi (Attack on Titan), Tanaka (Haikyuu!!), Uta (Tokyo Ghoul), Kanade (Angel Beats), and much more like you do not want to see that

I tag: @moonalpaca @philophobia999 @jinssmile @nochucomethruu and anyone else who wants to do it!

but you don't have to! but just so you know I'm judging you

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house-of-seoul · 7 years

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Saudade [1]

✥ pairing: Jungkook | reader I Yooongi ✥ genre: angst (Soulmate!au meets Hanahaki!au) ✥ word count: 3.327 ✥ warnings: none ✥ author’s note: Hellooo, Toombler! This is the first instaallment of the Saudade series (Whoot Whoot) I’m warning you guys now, i have no plot, idk where i’m going with this. Let me know if you guys want another part to this! xxx

Series: Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

[Masterlist]

Saudade; ↪ The feeling of intense longing for a person or place you love but is now lost

The sky was a painting tonight.

You marveled at the beautiful twilight hues. Shades of violet bled into the indigo sky, creating bridges of colours you could only describe with the paintbrush in your hand, and the canvas in front of you. You mixed and created shades of pink, purple and blue you could not name. You paid no attention to that, art did not need a language; it was the expression of what words fail to communicate.

Art is an entity of its own.

Like you.

Many described you as wild – you were as wild as the winds that blew the curled red leaf in the air.

You watched the sun in front of you dip below the horizon like a candle being extinguished. You dipped your own brush into the paint and brushed it across the canvas, now adding the finishing strokes of cerise and amber.

You gave your painting a final look before setting down your paintbrush.

You huffed. In front of you was no match to what you saw a few minutes ago. You could never paint the splashes of colours you formed in the sky. The true and raw beauty of the sunset could never be captured. That is by you – a self-proclaimed artist.

It was rumoured that everyone has a different sky that is shared with their soulmate – except all celestial objects stay in the same position for everybody, so weather is not affected. Everyone has the ability to draw on the sky, making splash of colours or little notes for only them and their soulmate to see.

You shivered from the chilly winds as they ran across your skin. It was exhilarating as it was terrifying. You were currently situated at the rooftop of your art institution. Every evening, you came here and tried to create a somewhat decent painting of the evening sky. And every evening, you failed.

You mastered the skill of painting fruit baskets and fields of flowers. You could recreate the face of a person you had met for the first time with deadly precision. So why could you not paint something as simple as the sunset? Children could paint it. Hell, Kindergarteners could finger-paint the sunset, yet you couldn’t. Why?

Walking to the edge, you gripped the thin metal railing. It always amazed you at how fast the night changes. Now, as you looked at the early night sky, all traces of the colours had bled into one – a magnificent shade of midnight blue. The cold winds of nightfall pierced the thin layer of your shirt. You wrapped your hands around your body as you attempted to warm yourself. In vain, you rubbed your hands up and down each other until you felt a hint of warmth spread across your body.

The night held so many mysteries.

You turned around to wipe off the wet paint on your palette and you put it, along with your brush, into your bag. Slinging the back on your shoulder, you picked up your easel and walked to the room across from you. The room was small and mainly used for storage. Sometimes, you would find couples inside it. Those encounters never ended well.

You made a silent prayer in your head as you turned the brass door knob to the room. To your surprise, the light was already on. You could’ve sworn that you turned them off when you came to get the equipment. Hesitantly stepping inside, you put down the easel at the back of the room.

Whoosh, the door closed. The sound made you jump and you heard a deep chuckle come from beside you.

You let out a shriek as you made eye contact with none other than Jeon Jungkook.

“Jungkook!” you shoved the boy in front of you, “you scared the shit out of me.”

“Oh Y/N! Y-you s-should’ve seen y-your face,” Jungkook tried to imitate your reaction before he doubled over with laughter once again. “Oh man, y-you looked s-so terrified,” he spluttered.

You felt a smile of your own forming before you crossed your arms together and bit your lip. You tried your best to stay mad at him. You never could, but you tried. Every time.

Jungkook’s amber orbs blazed with the golden light of a summer evening. His eyes reminded you of a sunset – no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t manage to look away.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N,” Jungkook waved his hand in front of your face. You snapped out of your trance and shifted your gaze from his face to the ground.

“Hey, Y/N, are you okay? Did I go too far? Do you want to hit me? You can hit me, just don’t hit my face. It’s the only thing I have going for me,” he offered you a comforting smile.

His smile alone was enough to make you feel better.

You shook your head and opened your mouth to speak, “Jungkook, just… don’t scare me like that ever again.”

He nodded and moved across the room. You thought he was going to leave until he walked back to you with a brown bag in his hands. Instantly, the smell of Tteokbokki hit your nostrils and you felt your mouth water a little. You hadn’t eaten since lunch. You reached out to take the bag when it was pulled away from your grasp.

“Nuh uh,”Jungkook waggled his finger at you, “first, you have to show me your painting. You never show me your paintings of the sunset.”

“Um, no. There’s a reason why and that’s because they’re all trash. Absolute trash.”

“You’re being way too critical of yourself. Your paintings are never short of amazing.”

“But you haven’t seen these ones, that’s why you’re saying this.”

“Then show me,” Jungkook said.

You took a hold of both of his hands and looked up at him pleadingly

“Jungkook… please don’t make me.”

He huffed and looked away. You wondered what he was thinking about.

You heard the rustle of the paper bag as he handed it to you. “Thank you, kookie. I owe you one,” you said as you took a bite of the soft rice cake.

“Don’t thank me, I know you hadn’t had dinner so I brought you some food. It’s what friends are for,” he shrugged his shoulders as he reached for a rice cake.

You momentarily stopped chewing. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t help but feel your stomach drop in disappointment every time you heard that word.

Friend

The two of you walked out of the room and sat on the cold, concrete floor.

The night sky was a sharp contrast to the once melodic array of warm colours – it was now black as ink, the only light illuminating from the stars.

“Hey, Jungkook.“

"Yeah?”

“Remember the Twinkie on the bus? The one I gave you in second grade?”

“The one you found on the floor and gave me without telling me? Nice.”

You grinned and gave him a rice cake. “It never really fell on the floor. I made that part up.”

You couldn’t see his face but you could tell that he was smiling.

“Hey, Y/N”

“Yeah?”

“I-I think that I’m going to tell Hyojin that I love her,” he had mentioned out of the blue.

Your chest tightened, the same way it did when Jungkook first told you about his crush on your sister. You felt a tingling, itchy feeling clawing up your throat and stopping midway. It felt like a hairball that had been stuck, but you managed to swallow it down with some water. You sat still, vision blurring, and in that moment, you heard your heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower’s stem.

“Y/N, are you okay? You look like you’re –“

“I’m okay, Jungkook. I just choked a little on the rice cake when I tried to talk at the same time,” you lied, clutching the brown paper bag resting in your lap.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow but did not question further. “Well, what do you think I should do?”

“You should do what you feel is right.”

You couldn’t make out Jungkook’s face. You only saw the highlighted parts of his face as the moonlight shone down upon him.

“What do you think is right?”

“It doesn’t matt—“

“What do you think is right?”

You sighed, “you really love her, don’t you?”

“With all my heart.“

“Maybe”, you said gently, “you’re trying too hard to hear it. Don’t say it yet.”

Jungkook’s face fell faster than a corpse in cement boots. You saw his body go rigid, his mouth hung with lips slightly parted and his eyes were slightly widened at your statement. Slowly, the shock wore off of his face and was replaced with a gaze that felt like an act of violence – a glare to stop your heart. You heard him as he scoffed, “…unbelievable.”

You felt your temper rise at Jungkook’s audacity to scoff at you, “what? You asked for my opinion and so I gave you my opinion. Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

Jungkook laughed heartlessly, looking down at you as if you were a complete stranger. “I’m going to tell her,” he said with an air of finality and a tinge of annoyance directed towards you.

Instead of lowering your head you lifted it, a stony glare carved into your dark eyes. Anger blurred your sight but you tightened your jaw and glared at him, “and what am I supposed to do? Sit by while you date other girls and fall in love with someone else and get married?” Your voice tightened, “And meanwhile, I’ll die a little bit more every day, watching.”

Jungkook turned, but too slowly to be normal. When he spook his voice trailed slowly, like his words were unwilling to take flight. There was a sadness in his eyes, the brown too glossy, “Y/N, p-please, stop. Y-you’re just…jealous, just admit it,” you heard the slight hesitance in his words. “You know what, I’ll help you find someo—”

“Yes! I’ll admit, I am jealous. I’m jealous of every minute you spend with her, of every concerned expression you send her way, of every tear shed, of every glance, every touch, and every thought. I want to rip her to pieces and purge her from your mind and from your heart. But I can’t.” before you could register what was happening, your brain made a decision of its own.

“Y/N, please don’t—“

Words flew from your mouth that you never thought you’d even think, let alone say out loud. You knew instantly from the look in his eyes that they’d hit their mark. In that instant, your relationship shattered into glassy shards. Nothing would ever be the same again.

“I love you,” you blurted out. “I-I know you don’t love me, so don’t say it back.”

Jungkook shot up, his tall stature looming over your own. You stood up beside him, with your arms crossed and your eyes locked on him. It takes him a while to realize that you weren’t joking. You got up on your feet, standing a few inches away from him. "J-Jungkook?” you placed your hand on his arm in an effort to comfort him. Jungkook shoved your hand away.

“Don’t touch me.” Just a few words, but they brought tears to your eyes. You never thought this was how it would feel to have your heart broken.

“Jungkook, please. Don’t do this.” You pleaded him as you covered your face with your hands and wiping away your tears.

“Oh no! I’m not doing anything here. I told you not to say it and yet you still said it.” Jungkook was now shouting at you.

“I’m sorry,” you sounded like you were choking on your tears. You never could keep your emotions under control; you couldn’t fight away the tears. You stepped forward, trying to reach out to him. Jungkook put his hands in front of him, halting you from taking another step.

“I said don’t touch me,” Jungkook’s voice cracked. Under the moonlight, you could see that his cheeks reflected your own tear-stained ones.

You didn’t try to get closer to him again. You sat down and tucked your knees to your chest, putting your elbows on your knees, and covered your face with your hands, then started to breathe slowly.

Silence gnawed at your insides. It hung in the air like the suspended moment before a falling glass shatters on the ground. You needed to fill the void with sounds, words, anything. The silence was poisonous in its nothingness, cruelly underscoring how vapid your conversation had become – it clung to you two like a poisonous cloud that at any moment could choke the life from them.

You couldn’t stand the deafening silence anymore. “Jungkook,” you whispered, not daring to look at the face in front of you. “I-I love you and I can’t stop loving you. You overtake my affections and leave my heart in shattered disarray of pieces. Every single time you steal a part of me, you make it impossible for me to put myself together. I know you can never love me and yet I always delude myself in the fantasy that maybe, just maybe, you’ll learn to love me back. Why is that? Perhaps I hope that you return what you’ve stolen. You never do. You smile, and it’s intoxicating. Your fingers brush through my hair, and it’s addicting. You laugh, and it’s contagious. You and your flirtatious self. But I know, and you know that you could never — would never return the love I shared with you.”

“You love Hyojin,“ you continued for him. "I know. Y-you’re in love with…her,” the bitter taste of those words lingered on your tongue.

Your eyes met his warm brown ones. “Yes,” he whispered, his lower lip trembling. “It’s her. It’s always been her.”

Jungkook’s words fell out of his mouth like vapour but landed in your guts as shrapnel. You felt your insides tear, and the blood drain from your face. You would have laughed but he was dead serious. His eyes were cold like you’d never seen and his features immobile. He handed back the painting you gave him just yesterday and you let it fall as soon as its weight had hit your palm. There was the mute sound of paper on cement but neither of you moved to pick it up. You were trying to understand the words he told you but you couldn’t. Then he turned to go, shoulders sunken and his hands in his pockets. Before you knew what you were doing you were standing in his way and locked eyes, the perfect distance for a kiss, but he shook his head. You could see your pain mirrored in his dark eyes.

“I’m sorry that I love you, Jungkook,” you said through your tears.

“Y/N, please. Let me go.”

“I can’t – not like this. Let’s talk about this. Please.”

“There isn’t anything to talk about.”

Jungkook’s eyes were trained on some invisible specter behind you. His heavy eyelids took a fraction too slow to blink, his irises too stationary. It was as if his brain was suffering a massive short circuit and was struggling to compute. You moved into his line of sight, touching his cheek with the side of your thumb, your lips forming a pensive grin. Jungkook’s head tilted upward to your face, his eyes sliding into focus. Your voice came out in a breathy whisper, “can I just have one kiss?”

Jungkook made no motion to move and so, you leaned in. all of your senses were screaming at you to pull back, to step away from Jungkook – your sister’s boyfriend. And yet, you couldn’t. You knew he didn’t love him back, but you couldn’t resist. You leaned in a little closer, your foreheads touching. Dear god, you couldn’t fight against the thoughts that were going through you. His very smell was flooding his senses now.

“No!” he seemed to snap out from whatever trance he was previously in. “No, I thought you were my friend,” Jungkook yelled. He pulled himself away from you as if he touched a hot coal. Jungkook turned around and made a mad dash towards the exit.

“Wait! Jungkook,” you called after him. “Please,” you closed your eyes, pleading.

He didn’t.

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