✮ ┆ a very happy birthday to the queen herself @shesin  

how disgusting. 

Jaewoo’s lips curl down in distaste,  a sourness scouring his mouth with its repulsion.  of course all the various forms of media crown the glory of the legend billionaire miss Inés.  of course her silky raven locks emboss every single digital neon billboard,  every single damn glossy magazine cover,  even all traditionally printed subway posters curated by her biggest fans congratulating her with massive hearts and cutesy edits.  

she is as beautiful than ever.  but out there for the world to bask in and perceive her gorgeous existence.  

disgusting.

the city in its ever vibrant bustling landscape breathes out soft lulling crisp November breezes.  in the distance,  the joyous cries of drunken friendship circles whose laughter or sobs cannot be distinguished ring out muffled.  grunts of one or three late working businessmen puncture the usual city background buzz as they shuffle about on their way to get home,  the reek of soju tainting their breaths.  softly treaded heaps of leaves piled neatly to the side showcase the warm spectrum of autumn hues,  damp with the earlier morning showers of rain.  

he feels chillier than usual.

is that even possible for the ghost  ?  Jaewoo shrugs it off as he tugs down the sleeves of his thermal black shirt.  placebo or not,  the multiple layers of his black clothing give the illusion of warmly dressed young male traversing the streets of the city’s poshest neighbourhood boundaries.  dotted luxury imported car brands indicate the top tier income brackets of the residents inhabiting the high-rise glitzy towers,  all standing in stark contrast to the muted colours of the all-black decked out ghost. 

he wanders down his personal path to Inés’ penthouse,  a journey he had placed the same boots in one too many times.  it is a very special day today but it fills his mouth with a bitter taste to know that he is one of the many millions giving her heartfelt congratulating her successes on another year done.  a truly happy birthday to you indeed Min Inhye.  you have achieved so many in such little time.  a billionaire before thirty and spearheading the country’s economy.  

how long do vampires have left to live anyway ?  she is not immortal but she has been around for god awful centuries long.  the thought plagues his mind,  how many birthdays left for them together  ?  like a stab to his guts,  an invisible dagger twists his intestines around in clenching agony over the anxiety of not having her along for much longer.  no,  this is not the time to think about it.  today is a day of celebration.  it must be perceived as such.  

for once,  it is a breeze to step into her penthouse.  Jaewoo enters silently,  hoping for it to be a surprise although there are no kind of unpredicted moments for the billionaire boss.  she has a knack for keeping up to speed with every single one of his moves.  he could swear that she has injected a chip in his body at this point that enables her ability to track him down to the exact cm spot he inches in.  a warm fuzzy glow tingles throughout his limbs at the thought of her doing such a possessive procedure on him.  proof of how much she cares for him if she ever does that. 

alas,  it seems like nobody is in.  the penthouse with its dimmed swanky lights and motion-triggered lamps do not indicate the presence of anyone already in. 

Jaewoo is stupefied.  but then the clouds of volcanic fury erupt through his temporarily ease of mind like a blazing blast of destruction.  

where is she and who is she with for her birthday ?!

despite the heavy fog of antagonised outrage,  he manages to carefully place one foot in front of the other to step by step walk to her bedroom.  there is an ingrained fear,  a traumatic response almost,  the walk up to her door as he does not know what he can come to witness on the other side. 

empty.

he does not know whether to sigh in relief or allow another seeping wave of resentment to fizzle his blood. it does not matter.  he will leave his birthday card for her by her bedside drawer.  on second thought,  perhaps her pillowcase works better.  nodding in agreement with himself,  the ghost places the letter card on her finely threaded pillow tops.  as he does so,  the faintest smudge of crimson blood transfers from his fingertips to her fluffed up bed decor.  

spinning around on his heel,  he is about to make his way out until the sharp waft of french designer perfume assaults his senses.  his body instinctively sings out in joy to be enveloped with the scent of the woman he loves.  she is near,  she is here  !

“  what is that you bring to my apartment,  Ahn Jaewoo ?  ”  she interrogates with scorn dripping in her tone.  arms folded,  she confronts him at her doorway through narrowed eyes.  but an interested lilt of her head as she soaks in the sight.  

the amount of blood that his clothes are soaked in cannot even be singled out alone.  they cover every inch of his clothes,  almost as if his attire was made to be naturally blood soaked in design.  

“  where did you come from  ?  ”  he sharply retorts,  wanting immediate answers on her whereabouts and how she managed to sneak up on him like this.  yet again.  

“  answer me.  ”  Inés takes another step towards him.  he is suddenly acutely aware of how she towers above him with the new four inch black stilletos she slipped on.  another deliberate move on her end to intimidate him into submission  ?  more than likely.  he is utterly turned on by the sight irrespective of how unapologetically sadistic she has become.  

“  I left you a birthday card,  ”  he obediently breathes out,  rapt with excitement to see her next moves.  he takes on step closer to the imposing yet sexy silhouette of the vampire.  he is not afraid.  he has been waiting for her,  to spend time with her on her birthday no matter the outcomes of his visit  -  may they be mired with smeared heartbreak or a glimpse of trembling lovesick hope.   

“  read it aloud to me,  ”  she sternly instructs,  her voice raspy with the authority she exudes in her birthday outfit of the night.  adorned by a chic black silken dress that seems to have no back,  she has her lips painted a deep ruby red.  it aches Jaewoo to see them untouched by him.  they should be smeared with the traces of his lips on hers.  

Jaewoo is more than willing to oblige.  with a nonchalant shrug,  he mumbles a whatever underneath his breath although he can feel the phantom palpitations of his dead heart racing with elation to be spending minutes with Inés on her birthday.  as it always should be.  

opting to sit at the end of her bed,  his blood soaked jacket swipes the edges of her blankets tainted with crimson.  deliberately edging his legs apart,  he clears his throat before beginning to read out the contents of his scribbled birthday letter to her:

“  dearest Inés,  you live to see another year of another century you managed to outlive in.  the way how you were brought into this universe says a lot about you.  there are few like you,  if there are any at all.  that is why,  once upon a time ago,  I was so smitten and in awe of your existence.  I always thought to myself,  how did I become so lucky in the time where you could have been anywhere else in the universe or could have been brought into the pits of hell by your father during another time period that wasn’t occupied by me just yet.  but yet we had met each other despite all odds.  we met at a time and place that seemed like fate because you and I were both born at the right times.  there is no denying what you have achieved so far even if you do get a lot of privileged leverages over other humans trying to make a living in this era.  

but here we are now,  you may think this isn’t a time where we would get to spend time with each other.  yet your birthday is a celebration that will always be spent with me.  I will always commit to remembering your age, your existence,  what you have accomplished in this life but what you have also done to me.  all the betrayals and wrongdoings that you have inflicted me with,  I will still take them as your gifts to me.  I have learnt over time the true nature of your demonic side so I will reciprocate.  your birthdays and existence is the purpose to my new life now after all.  if your time as a vampire were to end soon,  that would be the finishing line for me too.  do you know how much you mean to me  ?  you are the reason why I am anchored down to earth forever after all.  that is why I will still continue to lovingly celebrate your birth and your existence.  I am nothing without you.  that is why I am honouring your birthday with gifts of my own.  happy birthday,  Inés.  the reason for my continued existence.  ” 

after reading aloud,  Jaewoo anxiously flits his eyes up to see her reaction to his words.  he is not sure if he correctly observed flashes of intrigued admiration or the flitting of desolate nostalgia within the depths of her eyes.  the moment is over too soon,  she reflexively switches back to her cold calculating stare as she fixates on his staring back.  

“  what gifts did you get for me  ?  ”  is it his imagination or is her tone slightly softer in nature now  ?  she begins to approach him on the bed,  heels tapping on the echoed cold marbled floor.  

with a knowing smirk now,  he matches her posture by slowly arising from the bed as he folds his arms,  card still pocketed in his grasp.  “  if you follow the coordinates on my card,  you will see my gifts there.  but if you really want to know what I did in celebration for you,  I’ll tell you now.  ”

Inés walks right up to him now,  bodies almost touching but she piercingly stuns him with her hardened gaze whilst he looks up at her with throbbing excitement.  

“  be a good whore,  and tell me what you got for me.  ”  she enunciates every single of her words as if she has to clarify to a baby,  plucking the card from his hand so she can examine the contents for herself.

“  I did a sacrifice for you baby,  the kind where we are fated to spend all our future birthdays together for the rest of eternity.  you will see when you get there.  I did everything to make sure of it.  ”  he smugly replies,  very much proud of himself for coming up with this one.

“  hm,  interesting.  ”  she raises a brow in surprise,  abruptly shoving at his chest with brutal force that sends him flying backwards on her bed.  the taint of the staining blood spreads out further on her sheets but she seems to be unperturbed by it.  “  then you will be a good boy and let me take my next present for myself. ”  

who is he to say no to the birthday queen  ?

is berserk good?

It's objectively bad because nobody in this whole long ass manga ever says, "I am going berserk" least of all the protagonist.

364 chapters of missed opportunities... 😔

Sanji meets a little mouse that has made his way into the ship and he befriends the lil guy. To the point where he speaks to him all the time and Sanji ends up confessing all of his feelings for Usopp to the mouse thinking he won't say a thing because- Because he is a mouse.

But it turns out the lil guy is also a little shit and he's a gossiper at heart. So he tells Chopper. Chopper is so nervous about this new information he ends up telling Robin. Robin mentions this to Franky because she finds it amusing and Franky is pretty much one of the closest to the sniper. He makes a comment about it to both Jinbe and Brook even if he tries to keep the secret because he is too dramatic and it's an accident. And since Brook loves to gossip too and has no filter either he talks about it with Nami. And if Nami finds out about a gossip, Zoro will too. And Zoro tells Luffy everything because they are basically married.

So now everybody knows Sanji has the biggest crush on Usopp because his pet mouse likes to see the world burn.

queen of faithshipping content, i need your 2cents, do you think that babies kissed off-screen in the finale? 🥹

Ok first of all "queen of faithshipping content" is a title I don't think I deserve (yet) but I'll happily take it ^^"

That said. Do u know what u have just unleashed. Listen. Listen.

Obviously they kissed off-screen. Like, I get it, the writers were cowards about the whole thing because it's a strictly genre-defined shonen show aimed at twelve year-old boys, yadda, yadda, but for the love of all that's holy.

Their faces are reflected in each other's fucking eyes. They must be standing so close together I can't.

AND THEN AKI CLOSES HER GODDAMN EYES. WHAT THE FUCK WOULD SHE BE CLOSING HER EYES FOR IF NOT FOR A KISS. You cannot make this shit up.

^ Extremely intimate way to hold hands.

Like. Look. Look. I'm not mandating that everyone needs to ship these two. People have their Yusei ships, people have their Aki ships, live and let live, I occasionally enjoy content shipping these two with other people too. It's literally fine. BUT. As far as the actual show is concerned for me, they are canon. At least as canon as toolshipping, roseknightshipping, treasonshipping, firebirdshipping or what have you, at any rate. And unless the actual, real-life team who wrote, storyboarded, animated, directed, and voice acted the scene above literally comes out of the woodwork to tell me otherwise, it's always going to be a kiss to me. Case closed.

So, did they kiss? Short answer: Yes.

Long answer:

(lol, falsely befriending people for the single reason of hoping one day they might rec your fic to others in their circle is gross)

mutters something about the companions in baldur's gate dealing with the difference between "having life" and "living"

mutters something about karlach being a weapon of war but escaping and seeing the stars and the grass and hugging people for the first time in years

mutters something about gale's ascended ending and how he's supposedly surpassed mystra as a god but he's not actually living in the end, he just has life (nvm the fact that his life is defined by mystra and his need to repent so is that really living at all?)

yknow i noticed the small steps method doesn't help me and only stresses me out more. and like i just get stuck on the first step anyway and never move on to the next one, i'll probably even go back to the start eventually really. i'm apparently an all or nothing guy i can't think of an action as multiple actions bc it stresses me out i just need to either do it or not. the problem is i usually end up not

can i complain about my life again promise you all won't hate me

something feels so wrong to me about making fun of sam smith’s performances. cracking jokes about the choreo, how they look doing the choreo, comparing their performances to mcdonald’s countdowns. when a lot of it... is the same shit so many other artists get praised for (harry styles being one of them). 

like... what’s this really about? because it sure as fuck isn’t about their actual vocal talent or their musical talent because y’all really seemed to LOOVEE their music when you couldn’t see them. 

is it actually about the “energy” of the performance? or the choreo? or is it maybe the fact that you’re made uncomfortable by the fact that after they took time off to recover, they look different from how they did before? is it maybe because you don’t like seeing people with body diversity be so comfortable in their skin, singing songs about sexual promiscuity, unless it fits your image of what is “acceptable” body diversity? 

is it really the choreo that you don’t like? the costumes? or is it maybe their entire existence in the spotlight as someone you deem to be “other”? 

God I can't fuckin catch a break my adhd keeps pelting me with so many things to be obsessive about and my autism makes sure that if I don't interact with them I'm gonna feel like my chest is being torn out and I'm dying slowly but my adhd doesn't let me actually choose one to interact with cause it keeps bringing up the others but my autism is panicking about that because I need to have a Thing to do

I just want to like. Read, write or draw in peace. Is that too much to ask for. Five minutes

I missed having a hyperfixation when I didn't for a month or so but I forgot how extreme my brain gets about them ig they're called hyper for a reason

Starting a new project!!!

I've always wanted to make custom dolls, and this lil fella is gonna be quite the experiment, lol

i forgot how tumblr operates i'll have to reblog that last thing in the morning. anyways i'm sure i'll share more drarry thoughts eventually. primarily i think it's very funny if draco tries halfheartedly to go back to their old sniping in eighth year and harry is just completely nonplussed and does not rise to the bait at all. hard to wanna entertain a silly schoolyard rivalry when you died and also the guy saved your life, arguably

You know how in VN games

you have to make choices and almost always you find yourself with choices that are just stupid? And you want to smack the main character and tell them to knock it off?

Why is the Twisted Wonderland MC like that but like 10 times stupider than normal.

What are they even DOING.

They are so oblivious to literally everything happening around them I just

(SMACKS MY FACE INTO A WALL)

The entire Octavinelle chapter was like... a test in my tolerance of being forced to play a dumbass around a bunch of very intelligent characters (and some other dumbass characters but they're fine since they ain't me).

I actually just went up to Azul and signed a contract with no backup plan, nothing, just hoping that maybe I'd figure something out in three days? How could this game make me so stupid as to solve that problem by threatening to annoy Leona? Why did that work? I can only assume he's planning my murder, which will be richly deserved, to be honest.

I almost never take any agency but the times when I do, it's to be stupid. For shame.

I want to see Adrien grow outside of the romance thing. He’s obviously having a hard time finding himself after walking away from modeling. What I’d love is for Adrien to set aside his feelings for Ladybug and really focus more on himself. I want finding himself as an individual to be the core of his story for a while instead of his feelings for Ladybug shifting to Marinette and THAT being the focus. Not saying that Marinette and his friends can’t be an encouragement, because they can and they should be. It’s just that I’m afraid his story is going to jump from Gabriel’s pawn to Marinette’s boyfriend. Where’s Adrien in that? I feel like if they go that direct route he’s getting lost as his own character. It's more about what he is to Gabriel and what he is to Marinette, instead of about Adrien knowing himself more as an individual. Now, I say that as a person biased towards Adrien and I fully wear the clown mask. Because I know that romance is this show’s primary focus and Marinette is the primary character. But the romance/lovesquare aspect of the show has lost its luster, Marinette is a character I’m just not invested in anymore (Me from years past would not be able to comprehend this.) What I want-- the story of a depressed boy who was overly controlled by his father breaking free from that control and becoming his own person... is probably not really the story that’s being told here. If something like that happens the emphasis will be on how Marinette brought him out of his father’s control. Again, friends and love interests SHOULD be there for people in these times. But Adrien taking control for himself is a much more satisfying story to me. I know the show wants to be a fairytale spun on its head. The guy is the princess and the girl is the knight, that whole thing. It’s a great idea actually but I hope they have kept in mind that the best princess stories are the ones where the princess gets to kick butt and take names alongside the hero and plays a major role in her own story. The hero and the princess becoming true partners and equals along the way makes the best story, even if one starts out locked in the tower and has more to work through from the beginning.

Hello my friend who knows Eurovision. What happened and why do we need to destroy the Swiss? (I think it's the Swiss)

I don't know if you noticed but the huge majority of the Internet (myself included) simply found their song boring and dull, especially when you compare it with the other contestants this year. Not only that, but Loreen, the singer that represented sweden, already won it for sweden 7 years ago.

Despite that, there is a gigantic cave difference between the jury votes and the Public ones. While the public gave them only 2 or 3 points, the ones from the jury ranged from 18 to 20.

And obviously there's a reason for that.

The way Eurovision works is that the winner of each contest gets to hold the next one, meaning that next year Eurovision will be hosted by Sweden.

Coincidentally an option that's pretty cheap and also coincidentally overlaps with ABBA's 50 year anniversary. Isn't that wild?

But this definitely isn't a new phenomenon. Sweden has handed in some of the most forgettable pop songs to Eurovision and still somehow always made it into at least the semifinals.

So basically, because of a corrupt Jury Finland (who deserved this win imo) got robbed of the number one spot which went to Sweden instead.

I go back and forth between thinking if Larry are still together or not. Lately I feel like they're not because of Louis ending it with Eleanor (her being Harry's proxy), pushing his dad image so much and now making it really clear that LT3 might not be factual. The change in atmosphere in the fandom makes me think it too, that others have noticed a change. Harry stopped wearing the peace ring too. What do you think? If you do think they broke up when do you think it happened? I know you said before around Fine Line. But did they get back together and break up again? I don't know.

anon 2: Louis posted a selfie today at the same time as Harry's show and I feel like he's throwing shade at the gold stars who have been saying that his recent pics in LA are old (they're not) and he's secretly in Germany with Harry. I really feel like the past several months in particular he's been trying to get rid of Larries. At his LA premiere there's a vid of a fan asking him to sign a Larry phone case and he doesn't look happy at all, but Larries ofc are making excuses.

******

Posting these together since they're kinda related!

Anon 1, I've talked about it a fair bit, but for real, nobody has any idea, no matter how many gold stars are out there crowing about how "loud" these two are. If you're asking for my own personal opinion, yes, I think they were together and super hot/heavy in the early years, but since ~2015, it's giving me on again/off again vibes, trying out the whole open relationship thing at least once, living through just a real hot mess of a situation, quelle dramatique, etc. I mean, I listen to the last 4 albums these 2 have put out (and that last 1D album, while I'm at it), and there are zero hoops I have to come up with to prove to myself that things are a-okay because a) they're chaotic human beings, and b) sometimes things just aren't.

Anon 2, are people still pulling that kind of magical airline fantasy bullshit??? I didn't see the LA premiere vid, but jesus, I can imagine, like, it's creepy enough if they're together--what do you think he's gonna do, start weeping in #larryisreal on the floor in front of you? Secretly signal to you with his ao3-trademark fond face? And if they are NOT together, wow, the layers of ouch to just try to ignore it and move about his day. He (and Ariana Madix) are made of tougher stuff than I am, I'll tell u what